The ring is the thing.
Hope is the rope.
Pull until the house is full.

Worst semester over. Yay.

5 hours and 11 minutes to freedom.

Why did I do 3 level 3 courses this semester. Why didn't I choose an easier elective? WHY!

Cos I wasn't thinking.

Tattoo idea:
American gothic
Jia Gong and Jia Por.

21-1h57m
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LMF - 揸緊中指 ( Liberty )

Veronica Mars, Penfolds Rawson's Retreat Shiraz Cabernet, 3 am.

An empty mind, an empty bottle, an empty life.

Maybe I should just tweet.

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Weeds. Aptly put name. Addictive much. Getting in the way of my life. Makes time fly by. Leaves me feeling I wasted my whole day. Moving in slow motion.

Just so we're clear, I'm talking about the TV series.

Interesting note: In Canberra, possession of up to 25 grams, or five plants, is not a criminal offence but carries a $100 fine. So marijuana isn't exactly legal in Canberra, contrary to what people say here, but still, $100 fine ain't gonna stop anyone from lighting up.

Dang. I effed up another watch strap.

To those who own watches with leather straps:

1. Contrary to what you read on the internet, don't use vinegar. The internet says vinegar, and I used red wine vinegar. Maybe I should have used normal vinegar. I gave the watch a soak in the vinegar and left it to dry overnight but now it smells of vinegar.

2. I washed it after leaving it in the fridge for an hour to dry, and it still stank of vinegar, and decided to dry it on the stove. Part of it shrunk. And some liquid started to come out. And after that, it still smelt funny.

So yeah. Don't do what I did. Words of wisdom.

I really hate not having a watch on my hand.

Can't believe I just woke up. At 5pm.

I listen to a lot of music. A lot. So much so, that I don't really know what I listen to anymore. Do I actually like the music that I listen too? It feels like I don't really have favourite song, or a favourite band. The songs all sound the same to me now. I think I have to change the way I listen to my music.

After thinking, these are my current favourite bands:

Arch Enemy

New Found Glory

Parkway Drive

Soilwork

Solution .45

I Killed The Prom Queen

August Burns Red

Underoath

Unearth

Billy Talent

As I Lay Dying
Killswitch Engage

Weezer

Sum 41

Trivium

Switchfoot

Relient K

At least I managed to come up with the list.

Assam curry (or curries in general and saucy/gravy-ish food) taste better after a night in the fridge.

Everybody knows that.

My textbook says: "Diversification is like sex: its attractions are obvious, often irresistible. Yet, the experience is often disappointing."

I feel like a zombie. Need sleep. Arggh. And brains.

Something's really wrong with me. I hate talking on the phone, especially to strangers. I usually choke up. that's why I usually plan out what i want to say. Weird eh? Like today I called this place and they told me they don't do delivery to the general public and I asked if they would do it for a fee, and the lady didn't get me. Took me like 2-3 tries, rephrasing my sentence before she got it. And half the time, I could hear what she was saying too. Why can't they make voice communication better, clearer, more effective? So yeah, talking over the phone isn't exactly my favourite thing to do. But actually I just think it's only in Australia. I feel like they'll judge me over the phone.

Imagine this. Heard of the Advanced Medical Institute (AMI)? It's the ad on TV about ED, the one where they play the piano. Well imagine what those people who work as telemarketers for their hotlines, wonder what they could be talking about once the phones are put down. Or what goes through their mind when they're talking with the patients.

*Halfway in the conversation*

AMI telemarketer: "So can you describe your situation, sir?"

You: "I can't satisfy my partner. I can only last for 1 minute in bed."

AMI telemarketer: "What the f***? Hahahahaha a 13 year old pre pubescent kid could do better than you. You should just kill yourself! Do your girlfriend a favour and buy her a dildo or something! Hahahaha ROFL"

You: *puts gun in mouth and blows brains out* BAMM

AMI telemarketer: "What was that loud noise, sir? Hello? Hello? Anybody there? Damn that SOB had the nerve to put down the phone on me." *continues doing nails*

Ok that was a little crude, and not funny at all. My attempt at Chris Rock dirty humor failed.

And I feel this innate need to speak with an accent with white people, and the worst part is that I can't do it right. Sometimes I annoy myself so bad. And that's bad, because I have very little tolerance for people who annoy me. Gahh. What's wrong with me?

why am i awake?

need more red bull.

Feel like I've got heartburn. Was it the awesome fried chicken I cooked yesterday with the awesome Korean chilli thing, or was it the Jager the day before, or it the BEEF burrito today?

Hmm.

When Five Fell = Wong Fu Goodness.
From Youtube:
We delight in the promise of falling for love.
We crumble in the dread of falling from love.
Everyone falls. Everything falls.

Director's Notes and Commentary here: :)

It's quite smart, how they've used these 5 items to each represent some facet of love. The emotions are honest, the characters real. Worth your 10 minutes.

Due to popular (actually just 2) demand,


GAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

1 May 2010

What a long day.

9.30am-1.30pm BS Prep
3.45pm-6.00pm Iron Man 2
8.00pm-11.00pm Deep Purple.

Phewww.

Pics will be up soon, hopefully? lol

I went for a hair cut.

I SOOOOOOOO regret it right now.

Mormons vs Christians

Now, the title might suggest some Christian hostility towards Mormons, and I'd like to clarify that my views as a Christian do not represent the Christian community as a whole. Heck, there are many things that we Christians can't agree on as a collective. Talk about unity.

Anyway.

Now there's this 2 Mormon dudes (missionaries?) who I constantly see around campus. When I see them, I just don't like it. It's not like I hate them, but I think that the message that they are sharing and telling others is wrong and deceitful. To me as a Christian, they're only leading people down a dark road of death and destruction, and in the name of Jesus (and Joseph Smith?).

But when I think about it, wouldn't that be what they'd think I'm doing? Wouldn't that be the same thing people think about when they see me doing the same, spreading what I perceive as the truth? Wouldn't it be the case that others would think I'm trying to pervert the truth and drag people down with me into hell?

I guess what I'm trying to say is, I guess I shouldn't see em Mormons as bad people. Just misguided people.

But it's hard, the Mormons seem so shady to me.

And I still sincerely hope that the girl doesn't become a Mormon this Saturday. Because being a mormon means wearing magic underpants.

ps: I don't hate Mormons. I just don't think the Book of Mormon should be taken seriously. But I realise that I have not much say as I have not read the book myself.

The chill is here.

I suspect the American Automobile Giants are the cause of the Toyota recalls.

Friday (actually it's Sunday) Tunes: Happy Beats

Motion City Soundtrack - Everything Is Alright

You know when you're really alright, but people ask you if you're okay? And you reassure them that everything is alright, but in your heart everything is far from alright? But you know that everything will be alright?

I am aware of the fact that I don't like a lot of people. People who have done nothing or given me no reason to dislike them. People who I don't even know or don't talk to. People who don't know I don't like them.

I dislike them most of the time just cause I do. I can't stand the way they talk, the way they walk, the way the look, the way they act, the way they think. It's just that they annoy me and I don't want to be associated with them. Also people that are arrogant piss the hell out off me. I hate smug assholes, especially the jock or preppy people.

You could be one of them.

Actually I think I know most of my blog readers, and not one of you fall in that category.

Why am I posting this? I don't know, just cause I can.

Apparently I'm emo. So when a friend said that she wanted to dress full on emo for a day, and asked so how to dress emo, I felt that being emo was something that I would be an authority in. But then it suddenly hit me, how do you dress emo? Is it black clothes, black shoes, black hair, black eyeliner? Wouldn't that make it goth? What's the difference between emo and goth? Is emo a fashion statement? Is it how you dress? Or is it the music you listen to? Or is it just your view of life?

I can't be bothered to think what the word 'emo' actually means. All I know is that it's one of those words that is multifaceted. And it's not something that is definite. It's subjective to the user, context and application.

Feeling emo?

MIA until Monday.

Tired.

I think the ball was on my side of the court for too long the ball and bounced twice. I suck at tennis.

Alice in Wonderland was weak. And watching with 3D glasses makes everything look brown. I can't imagine 3D television will catch on. But I'm wrong most of the time.

Watching the Barclays ad on Bloomberg, I realise that watching football without commentary is so different. Something feels missing. But I guess that's what it would feel like if you're actually watching from the stands.

Bah Kut Teh

Cooked Bah Kut Teh. Color wasn't as dark as I made the to look like, but tastewise it wasn't too bad. Not herby enough though.

I'm really craving some ss14 BKT goodness. Good times.

Rain 2 nights in a row. Finally it's cooling down.

Friday Tunes: Hadouken - M.A.D.

Friday tuneage sees a comeback. I guess that's so that my blog will be updated more regularly.


Random crap from Youtube.
Music: Hadouken - M.A.D.

It's not really my usual genre of music to listen to. Quite refreshing. Check em out.
Myspace

I really hate textbooks with glossy paper. It's so hard to read. Reflects light. And the paper goes weird if your fingers hold the page too long. Especially if your fingers are slighty wet or sweaty.

There are a lot of South Korean cults eh?
I was at one of their events a year ago. To think that they could have brainwashed me. *shivers*

Cheating on my Seiko?

Today wasn't the greatest of days. Why oh why did you have to drop and break on me. At least my faithful watch of 8 years still works, all it needs is a glass replacement.

I broke off the remaining glass so it can now be used, but I must remember not to touch the hands. So I'm not watchless now. I wouldn't mind cheating on my Seiko with a Omega Speedmaster though.

Extended family is bull. Some are nice. Some are just unbearable. You know who you are.

Love vs Obsession

*Warning. Metal Content. Heads up.*


Where do you draw the line? Where does the line between love and obsession stand? How does you loving someone not equate to being obsessed with someone.

I think it's simple. If you love the person and the person loves you too, then it's love. If you love the person and the person doesn't love you but you still continue to love the person, it's an obsession. Or more like it's if the love is mutual, then being obsessed is ok. But if the love is not, then being obsessed is not ok. But who am I to know?

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Killswitch Engage - My Obsession
She's my addiction, withdrawals never end
The needle in my vein that I need to live
Her voice is compulsion when I call her name
Now I am burning inside an undying flame
Beautiful sleeper, know that I am watching
You can't escape me, we're bound by attraction

You will always be mine until my dying breath
Possessing my soul, you're my obsession

I can still see your eyes like burning stars
Even in your dreams we can't be torn apart

You will always be mine until my dying breath
Possessing my soul, you're my obsession
When I'm without you, I'm dying a slow death
Possessing my soul, you're my obsession

Wherever you are, I will follow
Now you know true love

Don't be afraid
We cannot be torn apart
Don't be afraid
I know I can change your heart

7daysofdrowning

Out Of Control.

Story of my life. It feels like I don't know what I'm doing.

Australia's not that bad, from the mouth of a Malaysian

If you know me, you'd know that I seem to always complain about Australia and how I'd rather be in Malaysia, and trust me, I'm aware that in the process I'm annoying you. Not everyone would have the opportunity to study abroad, and I'm not being some spoilt unappreciative undeserving brat here who doesn't know how good he's got it here. There are actually things that I do like about Australia. Let me share them with you.

1. Toilet Paper
Australian toilet paper is like heavenly. It's soft to the touch, pampering your behind, and tough, doesn't tear easily. But it cost like a lot. A LOT! I remember watching on some TV show that toilet paper is one of most inflated product, ever.

2. Supermarkets
I think Australian supermarkets are nice. They have a wide range of products, cheeses, fresh foods, biscuits and such. Took down a recipe from TV? All you'd need to do now is pop into Coles or Woolworths and you'd be able to get all the ingredients you need. Well not all the time, but most of the time I reckon.

3. Produce.
There's a reason why Australian Customs are such uptight a-holes. Produce here is very fresh. Fruits, veges. Nice colour, nice texture. You'd be able to enjoy a lot of fruits that we'd have to pay lots for back home at a fraction of the price. It's still a little pricey, but I guess it's okay once in a while. But of course, you won't find your rambutans and mangosteens here. You might, but have to pay ridiculous prices, and you probably won't be able to enjoy them as coughing up that dough might leave a bad taste in your mouth.

4. Seafood
Hands down, definitely beat Malaysia, in terms of size and freshness. Expensive though, especially if you convert. Salmon, Snow Crab, Lobster, Oyster, Abalone, Prawns etc. Sure, no one will be able to cook you a nice plate of Chilli Crab here, but even steaming it is good enough, so I'm not complaining.

5. Alcohol
Need I say? Hunter Valley. Wines. Cheap. I don't drink wine though. It's also pretty easy to get alcohol here, and that's a plus. Affordable when on sale. And there's the fact that certain states in Malaysia (you know who you are) don't permit the sale of alcohol.

6. Cars and Roads
It's cheaper to get cars here as compared to Malaysia. Getting your license, now that's the harder part. But it's not that bad I reckon. Road condition's a little better than Malaysia, though some roads really need more work in Sydney. And roads jam up here too.

7. Entertainment
More options here. You can go for shows, concerts, gigs, plays, whatever. Just look in the Herald and you'd know. We won't get as many cool gigs in Malaysia, because of PAS? lol.

8. I'm sure there's more. So Malaysians in Australia, have your say. Comment. Please?

Well this sucks.

Dang. Can't believe I'm back in Canberra.

At least there's unlimited internet.

Happy Chinese Lunar New Year.

Happy Valentines Day.

Yesterday, I reached Australia. Today, I sent a friend home. Sydney International Airport, I see you too often.

God, you told me not to worry. I think you're right. Thanks.

My days are so limited now. The thought of going back to Canberra leaves me with mixed feelings. It means being away from family and close friends (though I do have friends in Canberra too). And there's also...

However I do look forward to the year ahead. With studies and CIF and OCF, I can't help but feel optimistic. I am really excited to know what God has planned for this year. I just hope I'd be ready to move alongside.

OK enough Christian-y monologues.

Hoping to live a distraction-free final year in Canberra. Then we'll see where we go from there...

Living in the moment, appreciating every minute.

Leaving church, Mono's Silent Flight, Sleeping Dawn played on the radio. I pictured a scene, in the frame there's the man behind the wheel, and it's fixed on him from the perspective of someone looking standing in front of the car as he's driving on. The frames of this scene are a bit accelerated, like someone's fast forwarding a tape, but not that fast. He's crying as he drives. In the end, he dies. I can't decide between either him crashing or driving into the sea.

I must say, I've been feeling very restless and frustrated of late. Aggression and sorrow is being pent up. I get more agitated and have the tendency to curse under my breath as I am constantly reminded day after day the reality of it all. I really wanted to beat someone up today, and in church to boot. God help me (or him, if I do suddenly snap and go Hulk on the douche.)

I'm aware that this post probably doesn't benefit me in anyway, and probably will lead the people around me to not think of me as well as I'd hope they would.

!@#$%^&

Merry Christmas!

i cut my hair.
i got my hair cut.

Had some spare time ( actually I have TONS of spare time. please somebody go lepak with me...), so I made me em bokeh thingies.


Creamy heart shaped goodness.


Played with my sister's Barbie wand. Sparkle sparkle.





Butterfly shaped bokeh. Got every shiny object I could find in the house.




The thing placed on filter. Should design more shapes, given I have nothing to do.

A little closer to the equator.

Of late, I've been just going through my old blog post. It feels weird, I must say. Reading them, I feel like I've changed, grown, matured, and yet at the same time, I feel like the same kid, the same naive immature kid.

My posts used to be longer, with me ranting on a little more than necessary.

I don't know if I'm still the same person. I just hope I'm someone I want to be right now.

*cue Hillsong - Free* yay.

2 down, 1 to go.

I miss reading Dr. Slump.

14 Hours.

17 days. 17 days till I fly back.
03 days. 03 days till I start my exams.

I don't know which number to concentrate on.

****.

Split your lungs with blood and thunder

SUMMER GAME PLAN 2009-2010

List of things when I get back:

1. Hokkien Mee at ss15. The one opposite Wui Li's house. Accompanied by Wa Tan Hor. And maybe Singapore Mee.
2. Nasi Lemak and Fried Chicken at ss14. oh and the one in ss2 beside the police station.
3. Nasi Kandar at Kayu ss2. Effin expensive though.
4. Prawn Mee at PJ State.
5. Yong Tau Foo at PJ Old Town. The one in Menjalara also quite nice.
6. Wan Tan Mee near the Kayu shop at ss2. another one also at ss2. and the one in ss14 works too.
7. Bah Kut Teh. Lots of it. Doesn't matter where.
8. Chicken Rice and Char Siew and Siew Yoke. Lots of it. Doesn't matter where.
9. Indian Rojak at ss15. You know which one.
10. Lots of roti canai. Melur in ss19's a good choice.
11. Roti tissue. The humongous one. Melur near Sue Anne's place. Let's go Teddies.
12. Assam fish at where's that place? Dunno.
13. Pork Mee at ss15 near Taylors ADP.
14. Indian Banana Leaf Rice. From Old Pandi in PJ. Actually new one works too. And from Brickfields. Good stuff. I totally forgot about Nirwana.
    
15. Fish at Sungai Buloh. Accompanied by noodles. EPIC.
16. Sang Har Mee. Any suggestions?
17. Roast Duck. Where's that place called? Can't remember.
18. Ulu Yam Lor Mee at Menjalara. Accompanied by Fish cake and maybe Lobak.
19. Curry Puff from ss2.
20. Char Kuey Teow. Don't matter where. any suggestions?
21. Japanese in Damansara Perdana. Umai Ya.
22. Tauhu Bakar.
23. Ikan Bakar.

The list is incomplete. Feel free to help by commenting places of interest.

Anybody wants to join me?

Prodding the sleeping giant, you'll never get away with it forever.

Will remain mute. I'm really sorry.

The ocean. I need to swim across. Will I make it? Will I drown? Will you save me?

Here's the pic, if you guys wanted to see. Click for enlarged version.

Final Round... FIGHT!

Yay.

What came in the mail today?
Eww the photo came up a bit too yellow.

It's 5am. Whee. But what am I doing, being awake at such at an ungodly hour? As much as I'd like to get some sleep, I've got an assignment due. Didn't think I'd take this long. Shows doing work last minute ain't worth it.

But if I've got work, why am I blogging? I guess I shouldn't be doing this now, but I need the break.

Anyway...

Headbanging to stay awake. Man, the eyes can't keep open.

Hmmm what should I blog about this time?

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Let's talk about confessions.

Be it admission of wrongdoing or avowal of faith or announcement of one's feeling, in all these situations, confession is something you'd think of as admonition. OK maybe not when you do commit a serious crime with severe consequences, but otherwise I would think so. When you've made the confession, you'd have to bear with the judgment that falls upon you.

Imagine if someone were to tell you one of their deep dark secrets. Everytime she kisses her boyfriend, she imagine she's kissing Zac Efron. Every night he cries himself to sleep because he's not really over her. Stuff like this, stuff that you can read on PostSecret, stuff that could be more or less serious. Whatever it is, when you reveal something intimate about yourself, you're making yourself vulnerable to the listener, you're entrusting you and your emotions to this person. They could keep it between the both of you, which would be the ideal situation, or their impression of you could change for better or for worse, or they could tell other people and therefore people might start judging you and you've just realised that you've lost what little of a good reputation you had.

Now if you're a rational thinking person, would you want to put you in a position whereby someone has leverage over you, knowing all your secrets and being able to tell the other people, especially those who you'd especially hate if they were to know.

So you, being a person of sound mind, thinks that it's better to live as an island, live an impersonal life, a life where you don't need to connect with other people. You justify the absence of commitment and relationships in your life. After all, what do you stand to gain?

But we all know relationships are more than that. And given that you do know that it's more than that, I shall not bore you by saying what relationships are like and why they're important.

I thing to note though, is how sharing what you feel or confession of some intimate secret, can be really selfish in nature. Imagine you sharing something to a person who would be better off not knowing? And given that you've given told them something, they might feel obligated to give something back. You cheeky devil, trying to get her to share something with you by forcing a secret of yours on her. It shouldn't be that way...

Anyway I shall stop. It's now 12 Noon.

Christians can be the most self righteous, pretentious, judgmental people on the face of this planet. It's as if that becoming a Christian gives us the right to judge people, sneer when they err and screw up, forgetting that we ourselves are sinners to begin with.

I remember talking to this person once, and she said that since she became a Christian she no longer had sin. Now I guess in a sense, that's true. The Bible tells us that when we accept Jesus, our sins are forgiven. But there was something about the way the lady said that. It could be possible that it was due to the language barrier, or maybe the way Koreans talk, I don't know, but it seemed to me like there was a hint of pride in her tone, like since becoming a Christian, she became better than everyone else. Becoming a Christian doesn't mean you're perfect. In fact we're still the same people, only that we recognize that we need a savior, that we can't live our lives by our own strengths alone.

Arghh in the end I'm ranting. I shall end on this note though: We are saved by grace, and not by our deeds.

Parkway Drive - The DVD Tour with August Burns Red and Architects and Dead Kings, Canberra

Click here for a professional review of the gig.

Parkway Drive with August Burns Red and Architect and Dead Kings. Southern Cross Woden Basketball Club. It was an awesome gig.

I think the gig was the closest thing I've got too any 'action' if you catch my drift. LOL With the place packed like a tin of sardines, the person behind me jumping behind me humped a hole in my jeans (actually the hole was there already), and my Thrill Seeker CD booklet, which I brought to get signed but in the end it didn't, got all rumpled up. Well at least I was standing next to a girl too so at least it wasn't all that gay. LOL Anyway the gig was awesome. The crowd was alive, the bands were heavy. For me the highlight was seeing August Burns Red. Frontman Jack Luhrs was very expressive, and guitarist JB Brubaker was interacting with the crowd. It was worth going to see Parkway Drive a second time too. Clearly they are much loved in Australia. People were crowd surfing, moshing, jumping. The place was alive.

Honestly, I'm probably not the best headbanger around. Wish I knew the songs better. And in the live settings when the words aren't that audible and drums are too loud, sometimes I couldn't tell what the song was. But it was good fun.

From what I can remember: ( in no particular order, and this is obviously not the complete setlist)
Architect: Early Grave, Dethroned
August Burns Red: Back Burner, The Truth Of A Liar, Meddler
Parkway Drive: Boneyards, Idol and Anchors, Dead Man's Chest, Horizons, Gimme a D, Guns For Show,Knives For Pros, Romance Is Dead, Smoke 'Em If Ya Got 'Em, Feed Them To The Pigs, and a new song which I can't remember the name of.

Bought a few tees, got the new Parkway Drive DVD which I managed to get signed. All in all a good day out. Too bad had to rush back to Unilodge for a assignment meeting. One day later and my body still kinda aches. I'm too old for this shit.

Just a few pics.

Architects Frontman, Sam Carter

August Burns Red Frontman, Jack Luhrs

Crowd

Parkway Drive Guitarist, Jeff Ling

Parkway Drive from the side.

Wonder Girls, SNSD, two Korean girl bands that I like. Why? Catch songs + Eye candy, can a guy ask for more? Being single, I can openly admit that I think most of the members are exceptionally hawt. HAWT!

Now knowing that most, if not all,have undergone some form of plastic surgery, should we judge? Should we choose not to like, listen or support artist like these?

We've all payed some price, made some sacrifice, to achieve something. We've all done something to improve ourselves, be it exercise to get a fitter body or studied harder to gain knowledge and better ourselves. But is that the same with plastic surgery?

Don't know, don't care really. Just let me enjoy my K-Pop. Wheeeee...

Just watched Miley Cyrus's '7 Things' and just wondered, do these adolescent pre-pubescent girls know what they're talking about?

Cause I don't. LOL.

"Your life is my well being
And if it lay in the shadows then so be it
But let it be known that this soldier will not rest a day
Until he lays in the glamour and the grace of his bride
I will not rest one day, until my victim's blood is shed
Up and down the shorelines"

A Skylit Drive - Hey Nightmare, Where Did You Get Them Teeth.

New Beginnings

For pics from Hillsong Conference 2009, click me.

New semester, same ol routine.

I pray that this semester will be a good one.

Jesus, you're with me. I know I need you.

It's about time this blog get's an update. And what better time to do it than the aftermath of getting results for my last semester.

note: Discretionary warning. Excessive use of the word "f*ck". If you are offended by the use of such a word, I apologize and advice against reading on.

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F*ck ups.
F*ck ups, I'm sure we have been one at one point or another. But problem is, some of us revisit that place more than others. Lucky you, others. You just have life better than the people around you. You better thank the Good Lord for your superior genetics, life conditions, luck and personal around you.

When we f*ck ups f*ck up, it's hard to see anything beyond the f*ck up, speaking from experience. It's really hard to see what we're suppose to do from here. Most f*ck ups are salvagable, and that's why they are f*ck ups. If it isn't that bad, you wouldn't call it a f*ck up right? You'd call it a blunder, boo boo, blooper. Verbalize a combination of words that sounds cute and you probabaly can add it to that list of words, teach babies to say it when the take a dump in their own diapers which would lead to a symphony of "awwww....". F*ck ups don't leave you smiling. There's no way for you to see the humor in your ignorance and stupidity like you would if you, I don't know, farted in a elevator or slipped on a banana peel (cliche, I know, but couldn't think of anything). Instead it's how you'd feel like if you dropped the soap in prison or correctional facility; It's just something that leaves you feeling really dirty and depressed.

Not surprisingly, giving up and f*cking up are correlated, and not just because they end with the word 'up'. Read last sentence of paragraph above and you'd understand; How is one suppose to deal with something like that. It's not like you can just ignore it; I bet it still feels sore. It's not like you can sleep; I bet it still haunts you in you sleep. You could use alcohol or drugs, but you'd be a bigger f*ck up if you do so. So the easiest way to deal with it is just to run away, no longer exposing yourself to the possibility of f*cking up again. By avoiding the problem all together, you can remain ignorant to your own dearth of a functioning brain and your incompetence in being part of society. Keep running you wuss.

This is the part where the feel good lines are suppose to come in. But the thing is, you f*cked up, and you have no control over time and therefore are not able to rewrite your mistakes, so stop trying to create a time machine that brings you to the past; You're a f*ck up, so you are incapable of such a feat. You'd just have to live with the consequence of your f*ck up, that's the sad truth. But that doesn't mean you have to live life like an emo kid, cutting yourself to take your mind of your pain. Instead, hopefully you will learn from your f*ck up and therefore not f*ck up again and continue on with life. Easier said than done, admittedly, but that's the way God has set it out to be.

And no, I don't need your sympathy.

Govt does away with 30% bumi equity requirement

Interesting...

It's the holidays and what am I doing? Playing Ragnarok Online. What a efficient use of my time...*sarcasm*

Gunslinger is fun though...

Thank God for private servers.

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Killswitch Engage - Killswitch Engage

Got the new album! Whee!

GTYC presents: Made 2 Love

Glad Tidings Youth Church will be organizing a concert! So do go?

Details can be found here: Meow~! Click Me!

And no, this is not a metal concert.

Eyeshield 21 Chapter 333

Eyeshield 21 Chapter 333 is the final chapter of the series. It has been a great series to follow and it's a little sad that there will be one less manga to read during the weekend. Thank you, Mr. Riichiro Inagaki and Mr. Yusuke Murata for your hardwork and dedication over the 7 years.

This is so depressing. End of 3rd year 1st semester and I still hate Actuarial Studies. Going through all the notes for Risk Theory, I feel I've wasted 2 years of my life. Subject matter is so dry, the math is so demanding, I don't understand a single thing. Sigh. I think I'll just drop my Finance degree and graduate this year and then probably get on with life. Take up another degree? Architecture, Engineering?

If my parents read this, I'm so dead...

But in all seriousness, I can't see myself being in business...

Killswitch Engage - Reckoning

New Killswitch Engage single is out! Actually few days ago, so this news is a bit old.

Killswitch Engage - Reckoning


















I'm not blown away by this song, honestly. But I guess it's not that bad either. Would have been nice if it had a breakdown or something. Oh well... Give it a listen and form your own opinion.
Download.

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Since you asked, Jon.

It's not nice when change happens and you're just not ready for it.
That Pizza Place doesn't serve Pizza with Kebab Meat anymore...

Are you happy now? Are you satisfied with who you are and what you do and where you are? I'm not.

I kinda wish I just got back from the Have Heart Concert.

I kinda wish I was a smarter and more dilligent.

I kinda wish I had life figured out already.

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Damn the Champions League Final is in half an hour but I want to sleep.

Modified version of this recipe. Doesn't look very nice though...

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It's been a while eh? But well, just didn't have anything to update on...

The Youtube videos messed up my blog. Probably shouldn't have posted them anyway. Makes my blog look cheesy.

Should be all good now

Procrastination, that's what I'm doing now.

For the awesome, Unearth - March Of Mutes. Nice live video.

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For the not-so-awesome, Lacuna Coil - Spellbound. Decent song, but I feel it's a bit cheesy...

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Just cause Gus G is in it. Firewind - Breaking The Silence. I think this song is pretty ear friendly. No screaming.


Back to assignment research.

NOISEttes are worth a listen.

Noisettes - Don't Upset The Rhythm. It's worth a listen.

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I really hate the fact that everyone else is smarter than me. It's rather depressing.

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What's your Moment Generating Function?

A380's entertainment thingy is quite good imo. Even has a USB port as well as an ethernet port. Don't know what the ethernet port does but you can use the USB port to charge as well as play your songs on your ipod. OK enough advertising for SIA and Airbus.

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Haven't really updated, and well if you're one of my imaginary readers who just love reading my blog and always can't wait for the next update, please accept my imaginary words of apology.

It's just that well, there's nothing that I can write. Nothing appeals to me. Nothing amuses me.

Then again, you can always count on Malaysian politics to just make you laugh.

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Have a Hamburger.

Hamburger Patties and Brocolli with Rice

It was okay.

END!

Meow.

Holidays were good save the death of my grandfather and all. Then again, the death was good I think. Not to sound morbid or indifferent of my grandfather's death, but I think he's better off.

Holidays were great. Got to see some faces, crashed the car, went for cell, ate some Hokkien Mee. I think it was all good. That and minus the fact that I had to attend a funeral.

But it's all over and I've got to get back to the same ol' crap. And I've got an assignment due on Friday which I was planning to do during the last week of holidays. Instead I crashed the car, into another car, in front of a friend's house. I also watched my grandfather's coffin as it went down into this nice hole in the ground. Great ain't it?

Fleeting moments, that's what I live for.

PS: I have a slight bias against cats. Meow.

OCF Canberra 2009 Camp: The Last Days

Went for camp almost 2 week ago. Probably should have blogged about it a bit earlier, but took a while doing the editing. That and the fact that I just got back from Malaysia. Camp was good and I was really blessed. Learned a lot from Pastor Dom's talks as well as the bible studies with my group. Had a lot of fun with my "Sunshine" Teammates, and we won too! I really feel like a gained so much through this camp! Have to appreciate all the work and effort that the camp committee have put into this camp!

OK. Enough talk. Here are a few of the highlights of camp. Pics ahoy:

Trampoline time! There was a trampoline on the camp site, and I think I'm sure everyone had fun on it. Even I had a go on it...








We had a Night Worship session. Stood and sat around the trampoline and just worshiped under the stars. We just shouted out a song that we would sing and we'd just sing it. And Shern Ren, it seems like he knows how to play every single song! And his arms just never tire...



There were also awesome games organized by Jared and Frank, but I don't have the time to upload.
There are lots more pics, which I shan't upload and you'd just have to see it on Facebook since I really don't have the time to upload it here and blog about it.

Posting for the sake of posting... Back to work...

Heading back to Malaysia tomorrow. Family business. Meow.
Had to go to Canberra and back again to Sydney today just to get my passport...

Just got back from camp. Will blog about it. But here's a quick summary: It was AWESOME! "KingKong KangKong..."

I'm done. Wheeeee...............

Just sat for an exam. Screwed it. But it's redeemable. So whatever. Didn't really feel stressed or anything. Just wanted to see how much I managed to learn. Not much apparently. But I don't feel worried or anxious about it. Even though I know I didn't do well. Yeah. It's probably because it's redeemable. Well whatever. Should study to learn. Not study for exams. But something inside me doesn't allow me to believe that. The Malaysian side of me.

Oh and I lost my student id. Today isn't a good day. But I'm indifferent. I don't feel anything. Am I a robot?

End of rant. Back to studying.

Public Service Announcement: Daylight Saving Time Ends.

Daylight saving time is over. To those in Australia, turn your clocks back and hour. To those in Malaysia, we're now only 2 hours ahead of you!