Here I am. This is me.
Define blue.
the best moment i felt on a day with neither particular good reasons or bad events, is the sense of satisfaction curling up under thick blanket hugging the fluffy pillow, tired and falling asleep not thinking of anything at all.
i treasure peacefulness whenever i find them.
...worth every effort fighting for.
"wang xin ling - ai ni"
i dun know if i tend to overtrust people(which i dun think i do) or im just bound to come across unreliable individuals all the time.
simple task, weeks of notification, numerous times of reminder, precautious, advice and warning against unpredictable nature of this fking life, and in the end despite his constant reassuring reply he has to come back to me screwing up the whole gawd damn thing. fuck. it's more to the sudden increase of trouble rather that having the reliability, hope and trust being shattered at the same time which annoys me. great, now i have to start all over again. fuck.
as i said, i dun over trust people. maybe i shouldnt try anyway.
came home after fellowship, tired, after fixing the church's pc which always seems to come up with enough problems to keep me annoyed and occupied. the tv is turned on outside the living room projectings thousands screaming fans which i had known now of half to be crying like baby 45min later. the tv is on becoz im too lazy to follow thru the whole 45min of second half, instead, il be back at the couch just nicely at 82min watching portugal scoring an equalizer.
my fridge never had ice cubes in them, the freezer compartment is always full of dead chicken and other numerous carcass and it smells too decay to be freezing decent consumable ice. instead, i noticed a particular spot on the lower compartment near the cooler element at the back, that putting a cup of water will have it gradually being freezed over in time. this is where i harvest my ice. why was i even bother writting this? i dun know, im sitting here infront of the computer half asleep with a cup of ice pepsi beside me, the thick layer of ice bearing a natural swirling texture on the surface. by dripping down the can of soda in small continues flow, it seeped between the ice layer to the empty container below then filling it up sending bubbles seeping up again. much like the lines created by melting snow trailing down forming a stream. ive discovered the art of scrupturing using sodas. a very mystical looking pattern made up by myriads of swirling lines carved by the escaping bubbles. i had the cold berverage put ontop of a cd case and now i noticed there's some crystal like matter forming from within in a halo pattern...
the crowd cheered, i missed the equalizer, damn. and now i finished the soda.
i better end this entry before someone gets killed.
(wait, i still had a quarter in the fridge)
exciting match, england lost 6-5 (penalty shootout) should've watched. ;)
owen scored on 03:00 (1-0)
postiga equalises on 83:00 (1-1)
(goes extra time...)
rui costa scored on 110:00 (2-1)
lampard equalises on 115:00 (2-2)
(penalty shootout)
0-0: Beckham blazes over (ha ha ha. like baggio on world cup 1994 finals)
1-0: Deco scores
1-1: Owen scores
2-1: Simao scores
2-2: Lampard scores
2-2: Rui Costa misses
2-3: Terry scores
3-3: Cristiano Ronaldo scores
3-4: Hargreaves scores
4-4: Maniche scores
4-5: Ashley Cole scores
5-5: Helder Postiga scores
5-5: Vassell's kick is saved
6-5: Goalkeeper Ricardo wins it(keeper score final
penalty)
(and england goes homeeee) YAY!
i bet half the people in england is applying leave for today. now, let's see how the cezhs send those orange-shirts off...
"The best of Linux commands: unzip; strip; touch; grep; finger; mount; fsck; more; yes; umount; sleep" -aeka.
learn two more vocab during lunch.
red syrup + milk = barbiedoll drink
parpadum + goat's milk = keling kornflakes
boy, im so racist. muahahaahaha.
"and wtf is there more black ppl in the french national team than the french themselves? "
i was browsing through my backup CDs dating far back to the early years of uni life, looking through all the various archaealogic contents : songs, funny assignments, pictures, chunks of notes... things of which i once stored so dearly so important to myself... how long has it been? four, maybe five years? 4 years ago, i was still :
1. under 20.
2. weight < 50 kg
3. riding my bike
4. listens to jpop
5. thinks il only ever in love with one person
6. ...and become millionaire retiring at 35.
life was simple, but it was good.
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and becoz of my ultra l33tness i now have 7 more gmail invites stashed away in my account. google has a rare ability in sighting and rewarding super cool people (which is) with ninja and ballet trainings.
oh, and i got the windscreen road sign stick-on from suilin. thanks and welcome back girl~! anyway, i still owe ya a drink, lemme know when you're thirsty or il have u pack some 3-in-1 for ur journey back to kangaroo land. ;)
also worth mentioning is that the fat skipper has posted some morning greetings on his site. retarded fella, im so not visiting his blog until that THING phases out.
"shin is extremely, bored, annoyed, and depress"
i was trying out this unique game recently, think it's quite an interesting concept and bore a greater potential than how it's presented right now.
maybe we could rip the initial hacker theme and create an online virtual internet playground for hackers wanna be, having people to play hosting/selling data, company providing internet access/bandwidth, company/underground people selling hardware/software, security admin, internet cops, banks, shares market, chatrooms/boardrooms etc etc. every entity which makes up the internet is another new piece of playground to be broken into. best part is doing illegel act in a dummy playground involving live frustrating people.
hmmm. i shall think this through.
[updates]
note to sstwo.net ppl : the game is in sstwo.net share folder, filename uplinksmall.rar
Meet, dr jones the archaeologist, threepwood the mighty pirate, sam and max the freelance police and this young weaver under the hood (does he kinda has a name or something?).
ive recently turned my zire into lucasarts' compendium of adventure games. (it was conveniently a mp3 player, book reader, a bible, photo album, drawing board, financial planner, movie recorder, cocktail recipe book, organizer, rpg game console, board game machine, casino/gambling device).
now visits to blogs is on an all time low, replies to YM harsh and mostly ignored, works are at a none-significance more than ever.
monkey island 1 : the secret of monkey island [complete]
monkey island 2 : le chuck's revenge [waiting]
indiana jones and the fate of atlantis [on going]
sam and max : hit the road [waiting]
(and simply) loom [waiting]
despite having the grand overlord's presence in the office today, i left work at the exact minute, rushing to klia meeting a long old friend of mine, someone whom i dont get to see quite as often for sometime. by now those who knows me should be able to draw two distinctive conclusion : 1. is that this friend is a girl, and 2. this friend is a hot chiq. another additional info to add to, she and i goes some long way back.
it doesnt surprises me anymore seeing her looking exactly the same way she was last time i saw her even having our meetings one year apart (she never changes, nor does time facially affects her), we would meet at least once a year even for a short while learning what the other is and how he/she is doing while exchanging our belated birthdays/christmas gifts. she hadnt been resting enough lately, judging from the few pimples on her forehead and her constant travels dealing with the AIESEC thingy, and her dyed-black hair faded back to her natural blonde colour, she's one rare girl i know who uses a black hair dye instead of any other. she told me i looked better having to gained some weight (she always did), and i told her she still looks as charming as ive first looked at her... (ok, maybe we are over polite to each other). although it was just a 45 minutes meeting, we talk bout life, career, current affairs, our problems with the world and people, plans... but i din ask her how's her boyfriend... neither did she ask me if i found myself another girlfriend.
ryan1：哇。�€��€�同时间毕业但人家买车买屋了哦�€��€��€�我还用�€父母的钱、
ryan2：虽是买了，但身上�€�没多少储蓄与流动资产�€��€��€�
ryan1：这样不行哦，得要储些�€�婆本才行�€�
ryan2：你不�我，储来干麻！
ryan1：我的嫁妆好贵的哦，吃穷你啦～！
ryan2！(shrugs)那么�€起埃饿好了�€��€��€�
we din even bother to order drinks. before we knew it we had to run to the departure gate. now ive sent many friends off international flights, but for her she is just heading back to her uni up north in kedah. before she goes thru the gate we harshly took a picture, and there she goes again waving and smiling as usual down the escalator. despite our last conversation when she was so depressed, broke down and cry, now she seems happy and content with everything in her life... i almost convinced myself i would be happy for her, it is but after meeting her i've reminded myself how much i actually missed her all these while.
any how, time for me to pick myself up and do whatever that is, which im suppose to.
"coldplay - in my place"
yesterday i was walking from the office towards the atm machine. it's just a few minute walk to the next block but i got so occupied with my thoughts i ended up in the cafeteria intead. 'wtf??', i then took the escalator down heading back to the initial path feeling very, very stupid.
i am getting old.
"in the time line long enough, everything's survival rate drops to zero"
this baby basically spells out "hi. im sexy, rich and ellegant" on your forehead. +5 to charisma.
was thinking of getting this for my friend's birthday, this or buying 25 small gifts bundled in one big present... but i guess since she'll be using it so i might as well gave her something good.
anyone any bright ideas for memorable birthday present? no LED circuit spelling out "i luv u", no tank-commander style headphones... oh, and skip any uber romantica and things with hearts and "i love you" wordings... it's for a close friend.
a girl if that bothers you. yes.
"the meaning of life, universe and everything, is '42'"
left arm feels sore and the muscles looks swelling, i was disturbed at the possibility of what might have caused that for the whole morning.
"must be the bowling game", i thought... or the climb up that hill, or the sleepless night on a 8 piece sofa tiled for a makeshift bed... the long winding drive? or the excessive luxious food we're pampering ourselves along the trip.
then suddenly it occured to me : openning several durian with a cleaver.
so, that's why.
(tired. and there be designs need finishing. guess il just hop around the blogs and leave the bitching for tomorrow)
at some points in life, u just get so tired of seeing tomorrow. tired of living, tired of trying to get better, tired of being wiser and more efficient. as good as you said i may be, all is lost and meaningless without you.
oh, and shrek 2 was good. i wish i were a donkey... or a space vampire. (or a killa panda).
here's a confused polar bear instead
yesterday the office peons were deprived from their regular access to the internet for almost 2 full agonizing hours. this is when i happened to stray into sow's cubicle surprising myself finding him at work, and when he actually drops by surprisingly found me working on the project designs. this is why i've concluded that when humans are deprived from their freedom, they become almost amazingly productive. another reason why i should be voted for the grand ruler of communist party.
had the egyptian slaves been given internet access, the pyramids would have never been built...
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ive got the tickets, but guess we'll have to watch a bigger shrek tonight (5th row from the front). it's hard to get good seatings nowdays, last night the que was like 45min to the counter.
"shrek 2 for three person, tomorrow evening..."
"345 or 725?"
"345 doesnt sounds so evening to me"
"725?"
"yeah, and can u please give me a middle seating? not too far to the back and not to close to the front? my friend has got this eyesight problem..."
"5th row from the screen"
"erm, she aint exactly blind... can we have something backwards a lil bit?"
"(annoys) that's the only seatings left"
"oh. okay. guess il have to take that"
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according to "the star" newspaper, singer siti nurhaliza started her own business into beverage line producing tea products, which (u guess it) are named CTEA itself (and it comes with a weird pandan flavor).
The Star article here
a panda walked into a cafe. He ordered a sandwich, ate
it, then pulled out a gun and shot the waiter. 'Why?'
groaned the injured man. The panda shrugged, tossed
him a badly punctuated wildlife manual and walked out.
And sure enough, when the waiter consulted the book,
he found an explanation. 'Panda,' ran the entry for
his assailant. 'Large black and white mammal native to
China. Eats, shoots and leaves.'
cold joke? i know. it's a sypnosis of a book. :)
no bitching bout this weekend,
shin is feeling cranky and murderous and crook.
everything is still as fucked up as before,
same old shit spinning on its own mood.
oh yea, i gave out my nokia starlight cinema tickets. i wasnt gonna go such places without her anyway.
"maybe im the cause of the issue. but strictly speaking, so are you. ;)"
lilwan1: hey there
lilwan1: miss you la
lilwan1: not online yesterday
migarth: haiyo, miss me din call me also.
lilwan1: haha
migarth: i sick in bed so pity..
lilwan1: kesian
lilwan1: fever ah?
migarth: alone, sick...
migarth: yea loh.
lilwan1: wat happened?
migarth: woke up midnight, head feels like bursting.
migarth: mc whole day. today also not too keen on coming back to work if not for the pending tasks...
lilwan1: so why are you at work 2day?
lilwan1: take the day off la
migarth: have to rush something ler.
migarth: i have to work also u know. sometimes. ;)
lilwan1: haha...
lilwan1: get a rich wife and support you la
lilwan1: so that you don'[t have to work
migarth: ahhh... how i wish... and my sole job is to satisfy her demands and desires....
migarth: that unless her desires is to have me go and do farming lah.
lilwan1: =))
lilwan1: farming.
migarth: farm. hmmm.
(irritating pause)
migarth: ur mind outshoot me, dear. i wasnt even suggesting...
lilwan1: jey
lilwan1: hey wat did u say
lilwan1: ?!!
migarth: tee hee hee.
a very funny girl... i hope she dun mind me posting this ;) glade to see she's on a cheerful mood.
picked up my nokia starlight cinema tickets yesterday, anyone keen on going? supposedly it'll still end up being distributed i guess.
il have to remember asking hui sin to brief me on the vocal lessons missed sometime later. good day all.
new generation men.
perfect men 1
perfect men 2
perfect men 3
perfect men 4
perfect men 5
perfect men 6
stupid screwed up japs...
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in courtesy and gratitude to mr Kassim, a worker at Puas sdn bhd at Jln Templar for his unconditional help and effort to return a stolen left-over belongings to my friend. i hereby salute you. respect.
in every good person you meet, it's actually worth meeting the 9 asshole before him.
