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There was a time, when one stood against many....

Tue, 31 Jul 2007 16:40:22 GMT

First they came for the Throat, sending their Phlegm armies down it too. Then they came for my lungs and soon they will grant me the whole package. I'm sick. Damnit. And my comp will burn out anytime and I don't know where it's burning. My body is burning too. Damnit. I'm being emo and I think I should.

The "Beauty" of Malaysia's Judiciary System.

Thu, 26 Jul 2007 14:34:57 GMT

It's official, if you murdered someone in Malaysia and sentenced to jail in Malaysia by the Malaysian Court, you can actually walk out of the Malaysian court as a FREE man considering that most courts in the world will hand down a life sentence. How "cool" is that? To me, that's superduperhyperfucking awesome!!!! (You can create your own superlatives to describe this situation). However, like all good things, there are certain specifications that must be met to effectively allow your counsel to use it to secure your sentenced to be dropped. In this case, the only requirement is that you must make sure that you slaughter, stab, strangle, shoot etc. the arsehole that you hate so much until he or she lies on the floor motionless with his or her last breath imminent when you are UNDER THE AGE OF 18 and most importantly, the crime must be commited in MALAYSIA. Over that, i'm so sorry, you will be send to the gallows or if you know those who walk along the corrirdors of power and can pull a few strings, perhaps u can buy your way into walking out the backdoor of the prison. This is Malaysia, the country that I was born in and yet does not recognise my true citizenship status due to my racial backround. That's fine, I can put up with it and also many other racist shits but come on this is a bit over the top ain't it? How would the victim's family feel? The mom of the victim was shocked when she got to know about it and yet she is powerless and have to bow to the powers that be. There's a BIG FUCKING LOOP HOLE in the Malaysian Law that enables the defense counsel to fully exploit it to the benefit of their clients. Lawyers are money sucking whores that throws ethics out of the window just for the sake of $$ and by saying this i'm not implying that all lawyers are but some are. Like a basket of eggs, there are sure to be a few rotten ones. I'm lost for words, and I have to stop writing more to vent my anger by using inappropriate language. All I can say is that, I feel sorry for the victim's family and all hope is lost for Malaysia. Get out now!!! or you will be drowned in the shithole.

New Addiction

Thu, 26 Jul 2007 13:23:48 GMT

I've a new found addiction. I'm officially addicted to Stefanie Sun Yan Zi's songs. It's so nice!!!goddamnit, i've been repetaing all her songs more than a gazillion times. Her voice is so unique and soothing to the ears. Even when i'm not listening to her songs, it just automatically plays in my head. Argh!!!! I can't get her voice out of my head and I can't fucking sleep!!!!!

3rd Year S2 1st day, yay!!!!!!!

Mon, 23 Jul 2007 03:50:32 GMT

Blogging from the Applied Science Comp Lab since i've got an hour break and feel restless. Just finished Adesina's (a.k.a. the Idi Amin of Chem eng. in my eyes) class and guess what Owen(a white guy that is known for his outspokeness) fucks him up big time. We all know by now that Adesina loves to guess people names by randomly asking people if their name was bla bla bla & so & so. So this was what happened after Adesina spent a few minutes guesing names,

Adesina : Is your name Valerie?

No one answered.

Adesina (to Owen) : Does your name starts with a V?

Owen : Why don't you just get on with your teaching?

the whole lecture room : WTF!!!!!!

and Adesina was fuming and replied with a very stern tone and swear upon his mother's grave that he will deal with people the way people deals with him.

Conclusion : Owen's fucked in the head tho he's smart.

will update soon........

The Sun, Detox and now Blue Mountains here I come ramblings

Tue, 17 Jul 2007 20:03:52 GMT

Holidays are slowly creeping to its finishing line and to be fucking honest, I want it to end NOW!!!!!!!! been really disillusioned with life recently, sleeping around 7 or 9 am and waking up at 6pm and it's winter in Sydney where the sun sets at 4.30pm so I haven't seen the sun for 8 days in a row and in the process makes me feel more gothic. But for the last couple of days, i've succesfully muster the required amount of kinetic energy(too much of kinetics makes u talk like that) to keep myself awake the whole day and fine tune my internal clock to Sydney time. As for my Detox programme, i'll say it's a total failure as i can't go past a day without some salt or sugar, so when u fail miserably u must make changes that guarantees success, and instead of a full fledge HARDCORE detox I made it to a half detox 7 days programme where basically I'm a vego and can't touch processed food and foods that are high in glucose and fats. And that was a "TREMENDOUS" success but as soon as the clock struck 0000 which signals that I clocked up a full 7 days, the potato crisps, toblerone, cadbury, etc. came in thick and fast down my throat and to top it off a buffett later that evening. So as u can see, if u keep an addict away from it's addiction for a certain time without he or she succesfully losing the addiction, the result is the addiction will grow by leaps and bounds. On Blue Mt., many of u may have heard of it as a hot spot for tourists but since I set foot in this use-to-be-land-of-convicts-from-Britain, I can't be fuck to take away 10 hours of my life to see wahatever that is SO DAMN INTERESTING there. Since I took a general education course about energy resources, it's compulsory to go on this field trip to Blue Mt. where there is a power plant that we must visit and make a report out of it. So i'm not seeing the blueish mountain ranges, instead i'm going to see the plant, and if anyone ask me if i've been there, the answer is still a no but yeah but no. Too much Vicky Pollard (i think it's the right spelling).

Malaysian Government Claims to be Democratic but they don't Fucking Understand Democracy

Sat, 14 Jul 2007 17:17:38 GMT

so much to write about this and i'm sick of it. if you're interested just google his name, Nathaniel Tan.

i'm so sick of all these, i'm trying to convince myself that my home is not T.I.A. (This is Africa)

Detox Day 1

Thu, 05 Jul 2007 16:57:13 GMT

One of my resolutions after I complete this semester examinations is to undergo a detoxification process for 7 days. This is because, I realised that after 21 years, the toxic level in my body has reached an alarming state plus during examination period, wolfing down Happy Meals from none other than the happiness provider, McDonalds located right opposite from Shalom College is the only option for food during early hours. And after watching The Chaser's, one should know that the food McDonalds provides, gives us a considerably good amount of toxic input to our body. So no sugar, salt, meat, rice, milk and processed food for 7 days.

Summary of 1st day:-

Basically I only survive on fruits, mainly bananas and I hope I won't go bananas!!! I realised eating vegetables without oil, soy sauce or salt is FUCKING HORRIBLE!!!!!! I think the coming few days I will only survive on fruits. The pressure is on, and with people around me eating it's making me succumbing to temptaions!!!!!

"Allow me to re-introduce myself" PART 1, quoting from EDC

Mon, 25 Jun 2007 16:55:31 GMT

The hiatius is over for me, what a long session and now i'm down to two papers and that's it for session 1 third year. In less than 5 hours time i'll be in Randwick Racecourse to sit for my exam and so i've better sign off now. Best of luck to myself and i'll be back in the blogging mood right after the exam.

WATCH THIS SPACE.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Mon, 05 Feb 2007 22:10:42 GMT

Recently, I revisited an old hang-out in Bangsar where me and my friends patronised week in week out. The last time I step foot on that place was nearly three and a half years ago and back then it was called Red Chamber. Now it is called D'Haven. Nothing much has changed under new ownership except for its atmosphere, it is less Arabic. This is because, they imported in a bunch of Thais to serve authentic Thai delicacies and also to pack the shisha. No doubt, the quality of the shisha is not as good as it was during my teenage years. Like it or not, only Arabs knows how to pack a shisha that gives you the wonderful effect called "kick". Thais, Malay, Chinese or any races could only come close to a decent one. Leaving the shisha out, this place brings back a lot of memories, it's like a trip down memory lane. I could remember those great moments we had there clearly as if it was yesterday. Reminiscence is the word to sum it up. While I was there, thoughts once again flooded my mind. Ten years down the road, for real, ten years down the road, will this place still stay be in its original state and condition? could we still do a gathering in this place? will this place be run down due to racial or any sort of riots? or will Malaysia exist as it is today and many years before today? Questions aplenty, answers? we just have to wait. Like a game of poker, you have to raise your stake to reveal your opponents card, and then only could the winner be determined. My hopes and aspirations are my stakes, ten years later, I will know. Just keep believing.

On another side of my life, referring to my previous post about dilemma, that feeling struck me again today. It's tough, tougher than an overcooked steak. Talking about planning your life, it just sends a shiver down my spine. It's not because it's eerie but it just hit me so hard that the whole thing needs time to sink in. I can assure you that it's sinking in every nanosecond. I just can't come to terms with the fact that i'm already an adult and no longer a child, teenager, adolescent, kidult or whatever you describe as not adult. Every move requires critical thinking because if I fuck up, it will take five years to patch it up and how many five years more do I have if i'm to involve in a series of fuck up. It just shows how bad a chess player I am.

How nice it is if humans are like Super Mario. You can go to every world to collect coins and when you have 100 coins you can exchange it for another lifeline. Just have to remind me self that "The world doesn't work this way". That is why i'm complaining that the world is working against me.

I think i've arrived at a cross road in my life. YOU ONLY GET TO LIVE ONCE. Like Jeff and Rocky said, it's like treading past unchartered waters. It's 'very" unchartered for me. Perhaps it's just part of growing up. I'm a bit slow.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Sun, 28 Jan 2007 15:00:39 GMT

2007 - 1986 = 21. Happy b'day to myself.