Friday, October 31, 2008

Halloween at Hotel 626, right here

October 31, year after year. It never grows old, doesn't it..

Let's share the love, lets live the spirit.

Just for the fun of it, if you happen to be home alone with your lights out , speaker fully operational and you are deprived of some thrill, you're in the right place. Or if you still are curious about the potential thrills, just make your home like that.




And come back, come here

To Hotel 626, Welcome Home


Happy Halloween !






Turbo Tagger

Thursday, October 30, 2008

These Cat's are Human Chickens.

" There's this room which has this ladder fixed on to the ground located in the center. Somewhere just above the top of the ladder is a bunch of bananas tied and left dangling from the ceiling.

Ten monkeys are then released into the room and kept there for a few days. Whenever any monkey tried to climb up the ladder to reach for the bananas, a watcher will spray all the monkeys with water until no monkeys are on the ladder anymore.

After the first day, one monkey is replaced with a new monkey. The monkey tries to grab the bananas but later found out from the other 9 monkeys the hard way to never to do so without even having any water being sprayed at the monkeys.

And so no monkey ever tries to climb the ladder from then onwards, with each new monkey learning this unspoken rule from the veterans monkeys.

A monkey is replaced everyday , and this whole scenario repeats itself until a point when all the original 10 monkeys have been replaced.

Even after all the original monkeys are long gone, the unspoken monkey understanding lives on as a tradition, despite the fact that all the monkeys now no longer know Why this is really happening, and never will. "

. . .

Back to the reality.

My housing area is littered with this small population of cats, about 20 in total. From afar these eye-candies look very friendly and kind, but upon moving into their deemed-safe distance, they will start running for their lives and disappear within a matter of seconds.

It got me concluding that once upon a time ago these cats were abused by the locals here, and a few generations down the line, these current generation have been taught to never come withing human contact, despite living literally side by side with us all the time.


Three, Two, on..

GONE!


I've always a soft spot for felines, but I just hate them for Why they are.

Football: 3 of the Best

What's the difference between a world class goal keeper and a world class striker in a 1 on 1 situation?

Right. The goal.

Goal means striker is really world class.
No goal means keeper is really world class.

Point is, there's no almost. No almost score, no almost save. No almost, as simple as that.

Do or Die, no Try

Today as a goal keeper, I conceded three goals against those Malay barebod monkeys:
a piledriver to my left top corner, a grounder to my left bottom corner and the third, a simple slip under the charging out keeper. 3 of the best I've always imagined doing every other day.

3 of the best which I almost saved too, fact remains I still conceded three goals.

. . .

I still can't let go of it.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Don't whine if you do Football™

Another day records another The Football Way.

Played soccer with Jeff, Liang, and Co.

After much joy, fact is I'm physically wounded.

I don't do that typical injury pictures, so a little metaphor of graphic illustration.

Basically, my left shin feels like this.

Burning


And my right thigh feels like this.

Tension


And lastly, my right knee is very much like this.

Abrasion


All in the name of football.



Joga Bonito, world!

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Journey to the North, Part 1

Note: This post is contributed by Ivan from his personal blog entries @ Ivantong.blogspot.com in conjunction of my sudden craze I have been experiencing lately.

Do note the original piece is also available there, and this entry has been slightly modified to fit in. It comes in 3 parts ,to be published over a few days.

This entry is written from Ivan's perspective so I'm appearing as your third person's point of view.
. . .



This actually happen quite sometime ago, but it is interesting enough that I am willing blog about it.

This whole thing started with a simple chatting session with one of my friend, Jordan aka balistafear. So there we were were, chatting about how he dislike the hectic lifestyle of Singapore and how he longed for the peaceful jungles of Malaysia.

A couple of month later, his semester break arrived and he came back to MAS with his lust for jungle running at a all time high. He even manage to convince one of his flat mates (who goes by the name Rahul from India) to come along. Since this was his idea, I naturally let him do all the planning and purchasing of necessary items with promises of future payment.(we then proceeded in getting our nessasary supplies and 2 tents in which he stole it from our X school).

Eventually the day of departure arr ivied. The train was schedueled to leave at 9pm so I have decided to be early and arrived at his house at 6pm.....

Only to realize that he has done nuts. Haven't pack, haven't had dinner, haven't even gotten the train tickets!!

Jordan @ Work

So I started rushing him and by 8.30 we somehow managed to pack most of our stuff. Once at KL central, Jordan's sister volunteered to go ahead to get our tickets while we luge our SUPER DUPER VERY THE HEAVY haversack out from the car. Which sort of proof to be a mistake, because instead of buying the cheapest ticket available, she got the Not-So-Cheap™ ticket. Well, at lease the Not-so-cheap ticket comes with a bed.

" With just 1 min to spare, we rushed towards the the platform, jumping down 5 steps at a time. Upon reaching the platform, to our horror, we realize the train was already moving. We burst into a sprint. Jord and Rahul manage to get onto the train before me. I however lagged behind, and with every ounce of energy, I push myself like i never did before and barely manage to catch the steel bar at the end of the train as it accelerates out of the station "

Right..

Ok, there was no running to catch up with the train while it accelerate away from the station nonsense. But fact is we very nearly missed it.


Ivan & his Coffin


The EIGHT hours ride was kind of uneventful. The bed was small rather small, kind like a coffin, and after putting my haversack at one end, there is barely enough space for me to sleep. Soon enough, we reached Butterworth station where took a ferry across the sea towards Penang.


Enjoying the morning breeze



Penang Island at the first light of the day


Upon reaching the island, I suggested that we take a cab. But SOMEONEjust had to save an extra buck. So we waited one and a half hour for the bus. Well, I can't really complain as it saved me about RM20. So we went around asking for buses that will take us to our destination. Which is "The End of the world"(plays epic song).



Our money saver


Thus it was, we boarded the bus and with all our VERY HEAVY STUFF took the whole back row of the bus on a 45min trip to the END OF THE WORLD!! (plays epic song again)


Which uncle that came up with this name seriously have style



To Be Continued..

. . .

Credits to Ivan @ ivantong.blogspot.com.

Monday, October 27, 2008

High School Musical 3 Premiere Gala @ VIvo City Event Coverage

Here it is you peeps, finally.

Last Sunday was Nuffnang's latest event gathering, this time known as High School Musical 3 Premiere Gala. This is OLD news already, but just for the sake of it, it was held at Vivo City.

Since it was my first time attending such an event, I was filled with high expectations. I was expecting a get-together session, a group photo session and maybe even some light bites. But nah, it all wasn't to happen.

I don't usually do much photo coverage on my blog but for this event I am. Just a short one though, which nonetheless still sums everything up.

Meera, just kill me!


So those there then like me were on a lookout for something Nuffnang-ee which we could go and claim our free tickets from.

Like this. ( this only appeared way after the starting ticket collection time, even Raine admits to this slight mess!)


We got our tickets and before soon went in for the movies. It's nothing much frankly, just more high school musical which jordan DON'T watch. Seriously, at one point I felt like the serious amount of audio and visual being controlled my the movie and the cinema is killing me. Yes, seriously.

Teenager+ Romance+ Musical+ more Teenagers = Dead Jordan


Many credits too to this bunch of people too for making the event real.

that's Raine by the way, the person who sent us our winning emails in yellow

(I'm still wondering how they managed to positioned themselves in such incredible formation in just a matter of seconds upon notice!)

And as always, I'm up to something different again this time. Where everyone came for the movie, I came for the people. I went around meeting new people out of the blues. Despite it not being a success, it wasn't quite a disappointment either.

Among others, this new found local blogger friend, HP


And here, Wiejie, Joyce and myself, all known each other online beforehand.



Them too, Sean Koh and his lucky girl, Jessica(whom I've misplaced her blog address, sorry gal) which I approached due to their professional journalist/blogger/reporter appearance.




And lastly, even Keat found her classmate here! It just gets sweeter and sweeter doesn't it?

Oi Keat and Samantha


Well thats about it.

I'm still quite wondering why they even called it a Gala, when no food whatsoever was served. No photo taking session too, even to the surprise of veteran event goer Cedric. Haha so next time, food please Raine and Co.!

Cheers peeps.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Another One Bites the Dust.

Sean, Jordan , Jessica @ HSM3 Premiere Vivo


Friday, October 24, 2008

Video in the Making

I've spent two hours alone on the audio itself, and it's about 80% completed. It's due tomorrow noon, so you peeps can watch the final version latest by then.

Update: Apparently the video I'm trying to upload is..too big. Or maybe I'm just too noob at Adobe Premiere Pro somethingsomething that I don't know how to reduce the size to something workable.

Oh by the way, the size of the current file is 2.3 gig.

So it shall wait. Looks like they won't be any preview of the video after all.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

To all Singapore Poly Students, check this out.

This November , Singapore Polytechnic Interactive Media (SPIM) presents us with..



Date : 3rd to 7th November 2008

Time : 5pm to after 7pm, depending on each game.

Venue : Digital Life @ Moberly

Game Mode : All Pick, Only Mid


The competition is totally sponsered by SP thus they will be no registration fees whatsoever. CCA Points will also be awarded for participation in this event!

So if you are a DOTA player, wait no more! Pick a friend of the opposite gender now and join in the fun!


For more enquiries, contact me or leave a tag. Thanks.
Official SPIM blog here.

Monday, October 20, 2008

One of Nothing

This is how a thousand words could look like.


Happy Birthday

Twin-Age, What If?

About a week ago I was at Clementi central having my dinner with my dinner clique as always, when the sight of a pair of teenage pretty girls buying MacDonalds caught my attention.

The word pair refers to [she x 2], as in identical twins. Identical "chio-bu" twins.

Of course, all it takes is just a pretty girl to catch a guy's attention, but a pair? Which is not the point.

After they had gone only did I realised it's potential and significance to the blogging cause. By then, they had disappeared into a bus and gone for good. I kind of regretted not taking a picture with them, for blogging sake.


Anyway, that got me thinking what if everyone on Earth comes in a pair?
What if..you are not alone.

Well that would be cool wouldn't it?[We x 2] get to go to school with our twin,[We x 2] walk and talk like our twin, [he x2] even pees with each other's twin!



Twin 2 snapped the picture of twin 1 'doin what they do best'

Geoshua[x 1] again,the very generous volunteer.



I kinda figured this out too.

Twins then have to stay near each other because there exist a bondage aura between both individuals, and they would have to be near each other all the time or risk malfunctioning.

[He x 2]might look abit gay at times too, but I'm sure [he x 2] won't really mind coz nothing beats doing things in a pair.. even if it means stoning.

And during difficult times, we get to share our problem with our duplicated self. Who else knows ourself better than..ourself right?

Money problem, divided by half

During good times, the joy is also doubled.

Double girlfriend too

. . .


Oh well, that's just a random thought.

Next time I should go and acquire a twin and together we could come up with more random thoughts :D

p/s : I quite hate this post, I just don't know why. I should really go and get a twin of my own. Any suggestions where are they available? This is the Twin Age; Age of the Twins.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Blogsphere Networking Session for Nuffnangers this Sunday

This entry is address to all those of you fellow Nuffnangers who will be present this Sunday @ VivoCity 3pm onwards.

This is my first time attending such a event which brings bloggers together to meet in real life. And I am really looking foward to get to know new people from the blogsphere.

I'm already getting thrilled up with each passing moment prior to the get together session.


Please contact me and we'll exchange contacts. Hopefully we might just get to widen our online network with this.
Update: So far confirmed attendance of people I know are Hoonie and myself, plus Geoshua which status is still pending.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Graduation

(Spoiler-Alert : This is my entry for NuffNang's High School Musical Gala Premiere Competition. It has nothing to do with my interest to blog on stuff I normally do, nor does it contain any pictures other than the poster picture.

To avoid potraying the wrong impression of this blog, I highly suggest that for first time readers/visitors, please skip this entry and read other entries before reading this)



Nuffnang presents High School Musical 3 which will premiere on the 24th of October 2008

.. Graduation Day!



My graduation day Story

My whole secondary school life was spent in a pretty normal environment. I had go to a decent reputable school, had studied well and was a better student both academic and curriculum wise. Years passed by.

Then one fine Monday morning during our school assembly, it was announced that The Secondary Five all stay behind after the assembly.

I have seen numerous graduation ceremony before mostly on the television and they were always filled with joy and happy tears..and its finally here.

It's true, this is it. Graduation day, after this we are all on our own again standing on two feet free to roam around the world again. The feeling is simply inexpressible, not even now after all these years since I've left the school for good.

Oh no, don't read this shit. It's boring actually. It's sole purpose is to furfil the requirements as stated in the competition rules and regulations.

Updated : I've got it, 2 eclusive passes for the movie, this 19th of October 2008. And the lucky person is Her! And guess what, Hoonie will be there too!


Catch Walt Disney Pictures' High School Musical 3: Senior Year in cinemas from October 24.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

If any of you had noticed, for a brief period just now between 6.30pm to 7.40pm , my previous post had encountered a problem.

The coding out of the blues went haywire,all the gaps located at precise spacing in the coding section just disappeared,thus causing the entry to malfunctioned.

Thankfully after over an hour of recoding the whole mess, I've finally managed to get it back up once again.


All for the sake of that post on the bloody GEOSHUA who's having his pride at stake in the hands of his readers.


As the joker said
" What that doesn't kills you simply makes you stronger "

I couldn't agree more now.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Hair Like Noob

I've been hearing that for whole day today. In fact, I've been overexposed to it, so much that so I've found it to be my inspiration to blog about, out of absolutely nothing.

What was that I was hearing all day about again?

Oh, right. Hair like noob.


Pictureworks contributed by Ivan of Ivantong.blogspot.com

First things first, what is Noob supposed to mean?

I check up on Wikipedia but apparently their explanation is shit and I could do better myself erm

A noob actually is a term specially reserved for this particular class of people who just doesn't learn. Unlike newb(as in newbie), noobs are special because despite spending much time and effort in a particular thing which they do, they just don't get much/any better than most first timers. In extreme cases, some noobs are even worse than first times. How bad does it really gets is beyond one's sane judgement.

This word is used in this manner to describe a person, most of the time in the gaming society, and is completely abstract.

Here's some examples:


noob.

. . .


NOT noob.

. . .


Noob.

. . .


Maybe noob.

. . .


Extra noob.

that's Geoshua by the way

. . .

Anyway, back to the topic.

So actually.. what is Hair like noob supposed to mean? As mentioned above, the term noob is completely abstract thus it cannot resemble anything concrete like Hair. Above all, how on Earth does it even come into existence in the very first place?

After giving it a deep though, I've came up with 3 possibility to interpret what it means.

Possibility #1

The word Noob had somehow evolved from other words such as sucky,ugly or even gay.

" Hair like very sucky "
" Hair like
very ugly "
or even
" Hair like
ghey "

It could be that. Only thing is, if it really did evolved from another more suitable word, why not just use the initial word to avoid a lack of understanding and make communication a less troublesome experience?

Just another example of communication breakdown
graphic from telemadrid.es

This possibility just doesn't feels right. But no worries, there's still possibility 2 & 3.


Possibility #2

The hair which is being referred as ' like noob' has somehow confidentially resembles someone my friend knows is a noob, and has hairs like that. So, the simile "hair like noob" actually may be referring to some real life person's hair.


Noobs with same hairstyle?

Very possible again, BUT. Apparently he wasn't the only person who used that method of comparison, the other being this her. That being said, it's becoming very unlikely unless everyone who uses that actually knows someone else who is a noob and all shares the same hairstyle.

Verdict- Not likely either. Which brings us to our last possibility.


Possibility 3

Maybe its like this. Hair like noob actually means noob hair, meaning the hair is a noob. The sentence sounds pretty normal , but come to think about it, what shit is that supposed to mean? Hair? Noob? Noob hair? How can hair be a noob is if isn't even human and more importantly, doesn't have a brain to think for itself to even be a noob!


This is pure madness.

Okay maybe this isn't a possibility after all.

. . .

Wait.


What? There's possibility 4?

Hah. Maybe it wasn't meant to be taken all that seriously after all. It's just something people say when they want to leave logical rational thinking behind temporarily and just talk shit for awhile, for a change.



I'm guessing it's this. It just gotta be this,coz there's nothing else left it can be(did I missed out something else?)

Alright, so it is then.

So keep a lookout in the future for terms like " Your pen very noob la, Your MSN nick very noob la" or even "Theo 'diG very the noob" or something of that sort, you might just hear it one day.

" Aura the not noob "



The End

. . .


Oh by the way. That friend I was referring to is Geoshua, and he was complaining about his new hairstyle.

"..hair like noob. "

That's the hair we've been talking about.

Right.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Finally, Hear my Inner Thoughts( From a Night Walk)

I woke up at some odd hour. Check the time, it was barely one am plus. My stomach was growling like there's no tomorrow, hence the disruption in sleep. Told myself, keep on being passive and you'll be dead sooner or later. Slap it, gotten up and shower. I've made my decision, McDonalds is my next destination. Loaded myself with the necessary accessories and off I left to Clementi Town Center. Whatever they call it.

As I was walking among the blocks I noticed tonnes of litter on those round benches. It was mostly McD take-away packaging and so. Wondered a little why. I guess those who did this didn't really mind because we all know, by sunrise they will be hired workers to clean it up. They are paid to do so, so let's give them something to think about, right? Well yes. But no. It just didn't feel right. Nevermind.

Crossed the road and was at McD. The fact that in the dead hours like then, McD and it's smoothly lighted ambiance is simply awesome. Terrific. Splendid. The person/crew who spent hours on improving the human factor side of this franchise certainly did a great job. Nowander the wallet draining price. But ever one in a while I guess it's alright. I guess money can be earned for a living but to buy a life, it takes more than that. Bought a Mc Spicy set meal complete with up size and sat at one little corner slowly enjoying it. There must be an interesting theory too on how many possible ways are there to consume a meal consisting of hot fries, burger with hot patty and a large coke. As I ate I noticed I happen to be sitting in front of a glass wall. In the concrete side I see dark trees and occasionally cars. HDB blocks. Among them, a reflection of myself, my table, the dim orange light by my side. How I wished I could do this, to live eternally and half present always. To be able to watch the whole show and know, which is real and which isn't.

An auntie approached me and had me recollect all my senses to function again as one, and entertain her. She asked, Do you believe in Jesus Christ? Then onwards, you know, the rest is history. She left me a paper compactly printed with words on both sides. I left it alone as she walked away, to leave the impression that she shouldn't bother coming back for more. But soon I can't help but entertain myself by reading it. I can't clearly remember what, but it mentioned something about All Hokkien/Teochew/chinese etc must gather together. Must accept Christ. Something like that. I guess they are targeting the odd group of traditional Chinese now. What a wonderful idea, a realistic target. There's a part which mentioned in bold, We must not eat pork. Pork is dirty. I found it amusing because everyone knows Chinese being Chinese, we favour pork. It also mentioned about us to own-self pick up the for of mediation in this religion from the Net, available both in English and Mandarin. I can't help but notice the missing link to this otherwise decent plan- the fact that I don't have a motive to do so. The procedure may all be laid, but without an aim, there's no reason to do it. And no, I'm not anti-Christ either. It's just my opinion.

She left the shop but I did notice from the side ward vision, she's lingering outside the outlet. Kind of reconsidering an encore or something. I felt scared for once, to have to politely chase her away again. You see auntie, I admire your courage and personal belief, but that alone doesn't mean you own the world. The revisit never happened. I can't help again but realise, how simple people like this with good intention is able to scare me. She's not the only type. I get that feeling too when a bunch of loud teenagers are around me, sometimes. When some people asking for donation are finding targets around me. When hired public informer are doing what they are doing. When a bunch of possible ladies, possible trannies are just a stone trow away like in East Coast Park. And especially so, just like when I on the path of this big muscular fugly-faced long curly haired angry looking tranny I once was in Orchard Road. Maybe it's just that I don't quite like meeting people. Or, don't like people.

I had finished my meal and soon took off. Went in the nearby 7-Eleven and the store person was doing some restocking. Boxes were everywhere and since the only person in charge of the shop is busy doing that, I guess I would be a suspicious person because the opportunity to do ..taking things.. is there. Even if I didn't take it didn't mean I'm no suspect. Even if I did take he wouldn't have known because by then he would have countered the point that I could be a suspect but actually am not. He knowing that I would be suspicious looking would have concluded that I will not steal anything because of my own rational thinking and self conscious. Well I guess that's what happen when mind games are played with one trying to predict the other's thought.

I walked out after completing a tour de' 7-Eleven, in the same state just as when I walked in. Nothing lesser(wallet), nothing more.

I continued my aimless walk by heading into the center of this town center. I walked along an empty walkway and saw a cat watching me at one side. I thought I saw two, but before I could confirm it a distant cat howl caused the initial cat to run across the road heading towards that direction. For one reason or another, the cat either had to go to check it out, or had been scared by it and had to take refuge across the road, or simply ran away from me but coincidentally another cat howled. I don't know. Whatever it is the cat is gone and the other cat turned out to be a package of rubbish. Okay..

I saw something which looked like a compressed cigarette box and had a kick with it. To my surprise it was quite a good projectile. Kicked it a few times again and finally, challenged myself to shoot it into some hole some 10 meters away. I shot and amazingly it flew all the way and went in. I guess this is what the mind is capable of; to subconsciously adjust our body into a winning way when we choose to believe it is possible and is THE outcome even against all odds. Oh yeah. Or maybe it was just luck.

Some time later I happen to pass by proper walkway with public chairs along it's side. I saw a bundle of cardboard and plastic sheets and a mattress. Someone was sleeping there. How that could have been me, could be me one day. The future is flux, it sure is.

I saw a cat. It had black brown and gold fur so (according to Melvin) it is has to be a female cat. I tried to coax it into coming near me, but to no avail. Tried making all types of sound, none of which too was successful at luring the cat towards me, other than those occasional amused stare on it's face. There was this newly planted tree on my side , and it is being barricaded with a rope tied to 4 vertical wood stuck into the ground. One of the wood was just beside the cat, and one side of the rope is dangling beside me. I thought why not try to sway the rope and so I did. The cat initially was observing my hands movement , but soon discover the wood right next to it so happens to sway too. Maybe to the cat it's purely coincidental or black magic, but to me I call that physics. A few short moments later the cat ran away in fear of some sinister force or something. Stupid cat. You can't match the intelligence of us human. That's why we are human and you are cat. Cat.

I walk and soon came across a hand railing. I suddenly felt the urge to do two air steps in rapid succession on the bars, and hopefully get to stand up at the top of it at the end of it. You know, like those Jackie Chan's gongfu movie stuff. I tried a couple of times, the closest I came was one of my initial tries. I believe with each failure and a not so supportive mind, I'm becoming less and less a believer of myself hence a worse performance. In the end I stopped trying because I've convinced myself it's dangerous. And when even more so when it's done half heartedly and being too optimistic to see the truth until disaster strikes. With that in mind, I stopped trying. All of this points back to the mind, the mind for not believing in the first place. If it was the opposite I'm sure I could have accomplished that without any hassle. It's all in the mind.

I walked across the side entrance of a newly built mall and outside the glass door are yellow trays. The top most tray had some kind of box on it, and I'm curious to check it's content. I must have been some pastry stuff or something of that sort. I glanced all around me and when I'm sure the coast is clear, I opened it. Inside was another box. By then I stopped trying and decided to leave it alone. Maybe one day when I'm hungry to a point of near death, I know where I can go for food. I walked on.

Turned at the junction of the building and continued walking. Stopped by to read some movie posters posted on the glass wall of some DVD shop. While reading a security guard appeared to be heading my way. Having just done something suspicious moments ago, I felt a little nervous with his presence. But my logic tells me both are non related incident and there's no way he would know about it. The fact that he had a suspicious look all painted over his face backed my emotional thinking but in the end I stood my ground and walked passed him. So what if he had a suspicious face, I didn't do anything wrong. None that he is aware of of course. Haha. So I was right, he walked off and it's nothing more than that.

I went to fairprice next, aimlessly browse the items on display and (oh ya it's 24 hours outlet by the way) almost bought two different dessert. The first was a tempting chilled can of Guilinggao, the second was a decent portion of mango pudding. I didn't buy either because I was still guilt ridden for spending $7 at Mc'D earlier. I was also browsing through the liquor section and after browsing so long I'd read at some far end corner on a small little paper suspended at eye level that Beers, Wines and Liquors are only sold from 6 am to 12am. Took some time to digest it and after awhile I realised it basically means no sales from 12am to 6am, a regulation I already know of. But what got me thinking is why did they have so many not available items on sale yet a very minimal effort to announce it's ineligibility for sale during this hour. I finally concluded it's some kind of sales marketing technique; to avoid using a direct deterrent matter to minimize the lost of sales effect from such regulation. How smart of them.

I was at the pet food section sometime then too, and I've finally decided to buy a small can of Whiskies for kittens, partially because I wanted to try to seduce a cat on my way back, and partially too because it barely cost 80 cents. Anyway, I almost spent 1.50 or so had I opt to by the previously mentioned desserts so this isn't so bad after all. And I'm also doing a good thing by feeding the cats and perhaps some day karma will come and do good to me too. Okay that's the secondary reason after 'seducing the cat' but heck, it's still a valid reason.

I paid, walk back heading for the hot spot for cats in one of the nearby blocks en route home. As I reached the place initially I saw a white cat sleeping on the walkway. While heading towards it I realised I just passed by another brown cat sleeping next to the wall in the shadows. I reached the white cat and tried to let him know I have food for him. I miow-ed. I talked in English. A simple Makan in Malay. A little German and perhaps a little alien language too. No response. The cat was looking at me all along like I'm some kind of weirdo while in alert mode ready to take off if I had tried to do anything funny. I opened the can and scoop out a thin slice of cat food. Continue attempting to interact with him when all of a sudden a messy orange cat came to my side and kinda became my friend. Soon, another the previously mentioned brown cat was here too. As I fed these two cats, the white cat simply yawned and walk off. OMFG YOU B@ST@RD.

I left the other two cats and followed the white cat. When it stopped and I tried to feed it again, another orange cat appeared. This time the cat was very elegant a cat. A classy cat. Big, furry, orange and white, cute eyes and fluffy tail. My target has changed. I tried to fed it too but the cat appear to be too .. not smart to see my intention. And then there's the fifth cat, orange too. After a while I gave up on feeding them, and instead rated the cats. Hm. The first has to be the Fluffy Oranged Tailed Cat. The second has to be the other orange newcomer cat, third white cat, fourth brown cat and coming in at fifth place, the messy orange cat. Wait, wad am I even doing? Lol.

In the end I realised these cats are just too scared of human and don't trust us. And also, my cat food as mentioned in the label , is intended for kittens. Okay, so Cats don't do Kitten food. Or maybe they are just plain picky. Or they don't do Frisky. Watever. I don't quite like you all either( except Fluffy Oranged Tailed Cat, a little maybe). Cats, cats, cats. They are like girls. So appealing on the outside, so unpredictable in the inside. So nice to be with around, but so hard to truly have them. I came to conclude I suck at wooing girls from that little wooing cat experiment. Maybe I should equip myself with some proper cat food next time, then see how is it then. Maybe.

Cat food here is worth alot more in real life application.

I went back and finally slept. Lights off. What a wonderful night.

Kill it.

It's the first day of the last semester of my SP days.

Finally. Inevitably. Thankfully. Sadly . One or the other.


/Switching back to study configurations

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Alright.

One more semester,once more chance to do it right.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

My Top Funny Video Online- Check it Out

I've compiled a list of worthwhile hilarious video clips online to share the laughter!


Japanese Humour- for a start.




Next, to Thailand.




Back to Malaysia,local automotive company Proton brings us more funny ghost



Fat tanker drumstick lady said : %&*!@#($#$! told you to wear seatbelt already maH!
Something like that la XD



Another crazy dude from France, Remi Gila-Lard!!





And the Japanese gets crazier!




Lastly, my personal favorite!



How's that? Hahaha!

Wait for another entry on funny videos, Part 2!

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Don't Buy This s.Hit

There's something really sucky around me lately.

It only sucks consistently between 10pm to 12pm daily.

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It's my blessed Internet.

I was skeptical ever since the first day I saw the Vodafone logo on it, let's just say coz they used to sponsor English Premier League club Manchester United, which sucks too.



It sucks because it gets very slow and due to that I almost always can't log on to MSN everyday during 10pm to 12 pm and browsing the Internet isn't much better too. It's as simple as that.

It should be alright if the user is at home all day and doesn't mind being not online during the daily online peak hours, but for a student who stuck with school obligation most of the time during weekdays, it's a whole different thing.

It's kinda feels like it's amplified by my own circumstances and I'm pretty much helpless to do nuts about it.

And the best part, it costs me Singapore $ 22 plus per month (that's like RM 53 by the way),for a consistent blood boiler. You may tell me money is money, it's purpose it to be spent, but the thing which gets me tulan is for say, double the price, some decent good shit is available out there.It's just too bad I don't have the financial flexibility for that.

I'm feeling more and more like him with each passing day
picture from Photoshoptalent.com

I can't help but start interfering that this stuff might actually be still under experimental stage, and we are the generous lab rat testing out their products, and paying them in the process too , for some shit stuff which is intended to be improved in the near future. Or at lease something like that.

Those in Malaysia out there who's on Streamyx or whatever, I understand your plight of being exposed to shitty connection on a regular basis. But trust me, if you were in my shoes, this experience will still be something new to you.

=/

If you're capable enough to read what I've just wrote, you ought to be smart enough to take my advice and don't buy this shit if you don't have to. Mark my words peeps.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Sleeping Isn't A Necessity

I'm telling you, sleeping isn't a necessity. SERIOUSLY.

Okay,before you start to speculate how 'stupid and shallow minded I am by posting such a overwhelmingly arguable statement so confidently thus giving you a lifelong shitty impression' of me, I'm going to present you



The Disclaimer™
Original picture taken from icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com


The Disclaimer - Get a break, obviously I don't actually mean what I said. Give me the same statement to argue with a purpose and I might side the opposite any other day . I'm saying that now just for fun, and also to spark some disagreement for sheer entertainment purposes.

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Alright. Back to the post.

So. Sleeping is mandatory but it isn't a necessity. Humans needs to sleep eventually, but I'm convinced we do not need to have it on a regular as part of our boring routine. Sleep when you have time, yes ; found time and sleep, yes ; make time to sleep , not really.



Graphic from geckoandfly.com


Lately I've been sleeping at funny odd hours as part of my routine, around 6am on average. Since I take sleeping seriously and treat it like a past time, it's no surprise I find myself waking up at 3pm sometimes.

Well there's almost absolutely nothing wrong with that, UNTIL , you be called upon to meet up with other people living their life of a normal sleep time( only applicable when they wants to meet you in the morning and in your own terms, their morning = your night = time to sleep , and a 'Sorry Boss, Can't Do It' just ain't an option either)


A typical " Sorry boss, can't do it " situation


Take myself for example. Everything is fine in the Screwedupsleepingtime(Season 1) world of mine, until my group mates suddenly expects me to meet them in the following morning for some group meet-up.

I gotta admit maybe it's me who's overconfident at my own temporary functionality with the lack or sleep, or maybe I don't take things like this seriously, or both( most likely) but fact is, in the end I woke up late. I didn't go down without a fight nonetheless, kinda came up with a justification without much sense of guilt as shown in this older post.

Snoozing is Bad.


That day I was supposed to meet them at 10 at Boon Lay Mrt. That night before I tried to sleep at 2 , finally gone to bed at 3 , twisted and turned till 4 , finally got up at 4.30 and after a sweet word of advice from my cousin to drink some milk I've finally knocked out at 5. Set alarm at 9am, woke up at 9.20 am, snoozed to 9.45 and woke up at 11.30am. The rest is history.

Maybe it's about time to take Time seriously


Then, still having not learnt anything right from that, a few days later it went one step further. I was to meet a friend in the morning at 9am( then go to school do more group projects till sunset), and on that night, I tried Sleeping™ but successfully got interrupted of my sleep by the combination of a active mind and a restless body. Lied down, got back up to check email. Lied down, got back up to check school mail. Lied down, got back up to check soccer updates. In the end, with the sunlight shining through my windows, I've finally concluded there's no point lying down anymore, I might as well just stay awake for 2 days straight.


2 Day
Picture from venturahighway.com


Sure enough there's no immediate harm as it was planned out well enough.

I got home and planned to sleep ASAP. My ASAP wasn't really a ASAP anymore by the time I slept, and the following day I had to meet up with my group again at 11am. I bought some sleeping time by making up logical excuses by telling them I have some personal stuff to do ( I actually did, but it wouldn't take 2 hours to do that) but even so, I've finally met up with them at 2pm. Felt abit bad, erm, shouldn't I?



Is it my name only, or is it also me who is upside down?


So you see, the point is after what I've gone through in the past half a week, I've came to believe that sleeping at regular hours isn't a must. All we need to do is just to achieve that average amount of sleep per day and we'll be quite okay.

Sleeping is pretty much like a reservoir , the flow doesn't have to be all that constant , as long as the water in it is sufficient for it's purpose.

Sleeping is quite like a reservoir


They sure are some bad side effects when the sleeping pattern isn't consistant in a 24-hour basis, but I believe as much as that's true, it is actually balanced out by some unheard-of positive side effects too waiting to be uncovered.


Or so he thinks.


Perhaps one day when some researchs finally proved what I've just said, then perhaps you will take this more seriously.

The end.

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Disclaimer Again- This entry is solely for entertainment purposes only. I will not take any blame for anything to do with anything that has got anything to even have anything to do with this entry.

Cheers.