Here am I. Sitting in the mamak shop below my apartment. Why do you ask? When I have A2 in just 3 weeks?

The answer is elementary, my dear friend.
It's because TNB didn't receive any payment for March. So they fucking cut the power supply!!!! Holy shit!

And now they're taking their bloody sweet time to fix it back after the slip up.
What the hell, man!! I've got to study.

A Brief Update (Just like those you'll find on Twitter):
Went out with the Brians and Wei Ren to watch Kick-Ass on Monday. It's pretty awesome because it's not your regular movie-based-of-a-comic-book movie. That makes it even greater. And the most amazing thing happened. Went back to my apartment. Realized that I left my student card in the cinema. But where? Slept and went back to Mid Valley after 4 hours to look for it, and voila! It's there! My student card was still in the cinema hall!

God's grace.

Another update:
Fusball table in college is now RM1 for 5 balls!! Woohoo!

When Sore Losers Lose

"[With] Eleven men [we had] no problem, but the young boy [Rafael] showed a bit of inexperience but they [Bayern] got him sent off, everyone sprinting towards the referee, typical Germans."
-Sir Alex Ferguson

How German can you get when it was Ivica Olic (Croatian), Bastian Schwensteiger (German), Mark van Bommel (Dutch) and Franck Ribery (French) that confronted the referee? At most 1/4? Typical Fergie.

"It is hard to understand the press. Someone told me that coming back from the Champions League final in Rome last year they were all delighted on the press bus that we lost. They were absolutely pleased that we lost; the English press. The person who told me was disgusted. That is a fact. He had no reason to lie to me. Our performance on Wednesday was fantastic. At 3-0 it could have been 5-0. We were magnificent. Absolutely magnificent. But that gets lost just because people want a headline out of what I said about the Germans. That is disgusting because the players deserved some praise."
-Sir Alex Ferguson again

Not that we can do anything about him so that he changes. You can't teach an old dog new tricks, you know.

Everyday this doubt in my life grows.
What am I going to after I finish whatever I want to do.
At first I thought that I knew what to do.
Now I don't.
All thanks to all these so called "unavoidable circumstances".
I guess the one above has been dropping hints everywhere before hurling bolts into what mattered the most.









Everything I asked for. Never answered....

Except something. You actually gave it to me. Even though it was something I had low hopes on because everything else seems to have failed. I've never been so happier in my life. But it seems that I might have to part with it soon.

Please don't take it away from me.

Happy Easter

MUAR: Fifty members from Muar PKR division have resigned and joined Umno.

Muar PKR Youth vice-chief Razali Jaafar, who represented the members, handed over their Umno membership forms to Deputy Prime Minister Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin here yesterday.

The handover took place in Kampung Parit Tengah after an event which saw 1,500 trays of nasi ambang – rice for four people eaten from a tray – being served to the villagers.

The feat got them into the Malaysia Book of Records.








WELCOME TO MALAYSIA

It's taken me some time, but I guess no matter how hard I try, it's never going to work. I try to not blame you but this time I don't think that I can not blame you. People tell me not to blame you, but I see no point in believing them. I put my all in whatever I do. I really did. So shouldn't I get my due instead of other people.

It puzzles me a lot. It really does. People say how badly they think their work will turn out but in the end, it turns out really, really good. Really good. Excellent! Amazing! I doubt they even worked their ass off during that one month break. I did. But looked what happened? The wrong people got their dues! It's so mind boggling that people are given credit for what they've barely done. I thought that I'll do badly. I really thought I did. But I didn't think it'll be this bad.

What the hell?

I know that you'll carry me through. I really do. Sometimes the most logical reason is to abandon you. But I'm not going to. I still have my confidence in you that you'll carry me through. So tell me, are you?

I know that the answer is that you will. Just as you said.

Whatever happens, it's up to you.

You call the shots.

I'm getting a new housemate.
And my sister is comming here this Sunday.

That's it for my short, short update.

Guilt creeps in my life.
No matter how hard I try.
It's never good enough.
And I have to let someone suffer because of my shortcomings.

I mean, let her celebrate her joy. Go. Why worry about me? I'm not worth all the pitying. Why persecute the one that who has brought joy just because the other has brought sorrow. Is it worth feeling any grieve if there is any joy?

Is joy only worth celebrating because it only comes from a certain person and not another? I loathe it. It's despicable. You let me down. You really do.

Reading Foo Mun's blog made me remind me of the 10 things I miss about home. Maybe more. Maybe less. They're not in order.

1. Mum driving me around
I actually liked being ferried around by my mum. When I could drive, I was glad that I could drive. But all the waiting, the time taken to be ferried. It felt like gaining something and then giving something up in exchange. Sure, my mum felt relieved of not ferrying me around. But still, I'll always cherish those times.

2. Volleyball
Dang, I miss volleyball. I can't believe that I'm saying this, but I miss those Sunday evenings. I admit that I sucked at it, but at least I can now pass the ball, and most importantly spike! I can actually spike now haha. To be honest, my hands still feel itchy. Especially now that there's no more volleyball in college.

3. Mr Oon
I miss his classes. You'll never meet a teacher like him. All his "Fuck you" and "Government say too hard" quotes just makes him so entertaining. There was no such thing as a boring class under him. Everyone'll be so amused by his dirty jokes (which I copy from, yup, mine's very much recycled)and how we makes fun of the government and the school principal. Wish that he was my Physics or Maths teacher here in KL. Mr. Oon. You rock!

4. 5Sc1
I miss my class as a whole, actually. Miss the times when we played basketball in our little space, exceeding our PJ time and skipping Add Maths altogether. Good times. Good times.

5. Home
Yes, I miss home. Food, books, computer, the list is endless. I miss my home. I miss waking up from my bed at 7 or 8, go up the hills, then study. Miss that life because its so different in KL now. Sure, I like KL. But the quietness is gone.

6. Cycling around Lake Gardens
A form of exercise, but I miss it.

7. LIE classes
As much as I loved/hated Lit, it wasn't that bad after all. Classes were fun with Mr. Chan, though you wouldn't expect something like Mr. Oon, it was one of the subjects I found worth taking. Yup, it was the good old days when the guys and girls didn't really mix with each other. Although we were 16/17, something Mr. Chan found rather unammusing haha. Song, Ee Lin, Ying Ning, Dharshini, Jivitha, Ly Lyn, I wish that we could have known each other better from LIE but I hope that we'll get to know each other better next time.

8. BK
BK(not to be confused with Burger King, I'm talking about Bible Knowledge) was good. I wish the friends there, the classes especially. Been a while since I met anyone from that class, besides bumping into Sophia at Central. It was great. A very good subject to take. Something I don't regret. Seriously.

9. My radio
Yup. I miss it. But not that much now.

10. Taiping itself
Taiping is a much better place to live in than KL, eventhough I like KL. Taiping still wins flat. 'Nuff said.

Yay!!! Man Utd 1 Everton 3 =D
Well done, man.

Hopefully Liverpool wins tonight! Hopefully they'll play much better than against that team that sounds like some STD (Unirea Urziceni, WHAT!!?!??!)

My brain is empty.

FULL STOP.

Explains why my blog posts aren't so frequent and very short now. When you have no inspiration, be it mocking politicians, grumbling about anything, your mind goes blank. When your mind's blank, you can't do anything. So the only thing to do is to wait. Might take ages. But I think that the wait will be worth it

Chinese New Year approaches.
Everyone can happily collect their ang pows.
Except MCKL students.
Because after collecting ang pows.....





There is a 350 word moral essay to complete

Hey dad.
Happy birthday!!
52 years. You sure have past the half century mark for 2 years, but that doesn't stop you from being a great dad.
You always find time to spend time with us. Unlike those uncles who spend so much time in CRC. I would never have found comics and almost everything I enjoy or have an interest in so interesting because of you. You always were by my side although I screwed up almost all the time, or when you tell me its OK no matter what happens. You're the best dad.

Thank you

Lazy to blog.
To hooked on to Guilty Gear.
The length of my post proves it

Bloody spam on Facebook.
Click and help them.
Like clicking will do anything.
Pfft.

Freedom!
It's like getting a monkey off my back.
Mind the previous post. Was kinda stressed out.
But oh well, we'll see what'll happen come March.
Hopefully its the best.
But while waiting.
I got a week off. Yay! Going back to Taiping. Can''t wait.
Until then

If I were to fill in the blanks about my life it would be something like this.

Everything so far has been _____.

Answer:
Disappointing

I don't know if I'm expecting too much, or I'm not doing enough.
Everytime it feels like something great is going to happen, only for it to come crashing down, feeling disappointment.

I remember telling myself,"Try to get 100 for every unit in Maths."
Despite all the effort, I ended up leaving a question blank in C2. But I thought to myself,"It's OK. After all, there's no harm retaking it, right? Hopefully I score full marks for the other 3 units." The next thing you. Bam! You realize that you've just forgotten to put the decimal point right after they invigilator says pens down for another paper. There goes 3 or 4 marks. Just like that. I don't know why this is happening. I thought that it's going to be the perfect chance to show all my relatives how well I can do and be among the top. After seeing all my cousins doing so well in any exam under the sun, it makes me wonder. What happened to me? One is going to graduate in NUS soon, very likely with first class honours. Yet another cousin has just completed her masters in York. Another one is going to end up in any ivy league right after his NS. My other cousin is graduating in May with a degree in economics in the US and probably entering grad school after that. And my cousin who I thought was about my level is now miles ahead of me in everything.

It's hard to see everyone getting praised by all the others. Sure, they just tell me to do my best and its okay. But I can feel the disappointment in everyone. "Why isn't he as good as his father?"

I loathe being born in a family full of smart and intelligent people. Everyone thinks I'm smart. If I am, then everyone else in my whole family is probably 10 times smarter than me. I guess I will never reach anyone's expectations.

At least I have God to turn to. God knows what would happen now if I didn't believe in Him.

Minister in the Prime Minister's Department Jamil Khir Baharom has urged church leaders to drop the claim to use the name "Allah" to help maintain peace and security and ease tension."I urge them to be wary and responsible toward peace and security in Malaysia. Other church leaders must have deep understanding of the s...ituation and history (on the use of 'Allah') in the country".
Uncle Sam: You must be joking!

Welcome to Malaysia.

Where its a crime to climb up the Twin Towers, but when you torch down churches, it's OK!
Please lah, you think saying Allah is so holy ar?
For God's sake, all of you are always using it in vain.

Example 1
*knock down a table.
Someone: Ya Allah!!!

Example 2
*shit happens
Someone: Allah!!!

Did you know that last time, the Jews kept the Lord's name so holy that they had to cleanse themselves 7 times before writing YHWH. They don't even dare write His name down 'cause it's too holy.

From The Malaysian Insider
Kuala Lumpur police chief Mohamad Sabtu Osman said it was too early to link the attack on the church to Muslim protests over a High Court ruling allowing the weekly Herald to publish the word “Allah” to refer to God in the Christian context.

“'We are still investigating,”' he is reported to have said.

You blind ar???

Everything is pointing to one thing and you turn the other way. What a great way to be a laughing stock in Europe and America.

1Malaysia baby!!!