Here I am. This is me.
Define blue.
today marks sim.sstwo.net oneeee yarrrr ani-ver-sir-ri~!
started this a year ago when i found out i just got myself into deepshit working for a boring spineless company (that and ur closest colleague is a fat bald guy). *shrugs :D
till now in a span of 1 year, 246th writings have been posted, poisoning the internet with accusation, racism, blasphemy, lies and other depressive shit.
some of you i came to know thru the world of blogging, others goes far before that. but thank you for sacrificing ur precious online time making the site less lonely ;) *salute* (however. my advice is that you should, seriously, consider, quit wasting ur life~! haw haw haw).
sim.sstwo.net thanks (in no particular order of significance): (drums roll...)
sow - king pirate. owns sstwo.net flagship. ability to locate/provide very funny content from time to time. fat and bald looks made him easily registered as horny japanese uncle. strange obession for vocab quiz/scrabble/bookworm/hitz.fm tricktionary.
suilin - blogging community queen bee. coffee addicts. cannot keep her eyes open while smiling for photos. suspectedly center of the universe (what would we do without her?). and still owes me mails (haahahah).
cris - cool guy. always late for lunch. equally late on any meet-ups... cant live without pork.
lynnzter - madame hardcore. usually as late as cris. good in literacy and equally exception working with a camera. always goes vacationing.
kim - one of the first few who came over to the site. young, hot and sexy. a confused young girl who hangs out with much older people by her age. a very good writer as close as any of us gets to grand moff alex kleemen.
paul - despite bonded to kim, still believes himself to be gay. funny guy (can be aggressive when provoked, executes a 30 hit tiger stance combo). never takes pictures properly (probably hangs too much with sow).
zing - p0wns in art of women, p0wns in nihongo. laid back cool guy which basically p0wns everything in his path. (ps: dun shake his hands)
yvone - a ss2-rian staying in melbourn. hordes super 3-in-1 mix selfishly. and a known alcoholic vampire. has an equally evil twin-like cousin up north in canada.
tif - von's cousin. also an alcoholic. lives with canadian beavers. do not sleep when she's suppose to and never wakes up for class when she's suppose to.
frostie - hardcore penangnite (some strange rare unstable explossive material), p0wns everyone in beer/weed/online games/fengtao. loves long distance travel. haahaha.
melethril - the austrian elve. hardcore SuSe/japan rock/goth-look chick. collects cute dolls (GOTH~!!!).
big ben - now moderately large uber cool dude. disco bear. has multiple piercing. has the determination of a salmon.
xes - good at moving-his-feet-in-a-strange-way, lawyer to be (provided he passed (on time of writting) hahahahah), captain of another blogger flagship.
gavin - has every techy piece of gizmos released to public. low tollerence for alcohol makes him easy target for drinking session. likes gambling and getting drunk (not that he can help it) (both a bad combination together. heheehe).
tracy - come sby once a while. strange fetish on japanese anime. proof that u can be a sports-women and looking good at the same time. site generates lotsa hit despite almost no updates :D. basically play every sport which involves balls, sticks, and feathers? (tee hee hee). also a runner.
mongolianBBQ - the once penang greenlane head-girl, who kinda believes she's a direct bloodline decendant of genghis khan (that or a khan reincarnate), think herself has a juicy ass.
splatsplit - mr mat rock dj and local music supporting guy. used to keep a cool long hair. and has amazingly long tougue he likes to show off.
little-miss-twinkle and her overgrown pet rabbit - probably the only person who keeps a rabbit without the intention of eating it. writes a funny FAQ on rabbits. a mother to those kids away in melbourne.
phin - the dolphin who appears now and then providing content and reasons for writing.
she-ryan - a confused me in opposite sex. cautious:hot
(so did i left anyone out?)
from the 1 year of blogging, shin realize that..
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1. some people doesnt sleep.
2. some people doesnt work.
3. some companies are paying well hiring ppl to surf net and blog.
4. most bloggers in the group have studies/lived/went-vaction/or at least something to do with melbourne.
5. blogger can explain animal language while making sense out of it, in english.
6. half of them rave, all of them drinks.
7. all strange/unique/fun in some ways.
8. some writes bout their life, some have no life. (hahahaha)
9. spammer wins. those who has spammers hate them, those without crave for them.
10. writting blog is a fun way to organize thoughts, marking memories, and pretending that you are busy working in the office.
shin opens a bottle of nice wine and plays "dream a little dream of me"... merry christmas.
university malaya convocation is next week. will be busy again.
at first i said...
migarth (10:18:37 AM): but if i love her enough to marry her, i think i would have accepted that.
then, along the line further up, i go...
migarth (10:21:06 AM): i dun know, the thought of it makes me feel strange. maybe i do mind.
and finally...
migarth (10:23:01 AM): even if she had some stupid relationship before...
migarth (10:23:12 AM): but i love her here and now.
migarth (10:23:22 AM): doesnt that overcome everything?
migarth (10:23:24 AM): ....
(notice the pause)
migarth (10:23:41 AM): think sometimes love is not good enough for every reason.
bravo. takes time for a man to face his real self. that's what u get being raised in a religious family, a confused misunderstood son. as much as i would like to think myself being fact/purpose driven, modern practical thinking person... there's still two things i wont mess around with : relationship, and sex.
I am totally lost. I am lost like a mexican crossing into Arizona.
"do u mind if ur gf aint virgin, that and the fact she's sexually active?"
"what's that got to do with love?"
"oh. (damn)"
i was looking at these really marvelous photos of alaska. sent to me by a penang borned mongolian.
http://home.fujifilm.com/alaska/index.html
(extra reading*: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Purchase_of_Alaska)
* : contribute by sow
from cousin. (naaman's baboon dad) ;)
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try this way . . .
Jack, a smart businessman, talks to his son
Jack: I want you to marry a girl of my choice
Son : "I will choose my own bride".
Jack: "But the girl is Bill Gates's daughter."
Son : "Well, in that case..."
Next Jack approaches Bill Gates
Jack: "I have a husband for your daughter."
Bill Gates : "But my daughter is too young to marry."
Jack: "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank."
Bill Gates: "Ah, in that case..."
Finally Jack goes to see the president of the World Bank.
Jack: "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president."
President: "But I already have more vice-presidents than I need."
Jack: "But this young man is Bill Gates's son-in-law."
President: "Ah, in that case....."
This is how business is done!!
this morning i was playing with my cousin's one year old son naaman again, cute lil kid he is, but i had problem trying to get him saying "handsome uncle", not when his mom is beside him whispering "ugly uncle" in his ears ;). the bigger he gets the smarter he seems, exponentially (my opinion already much smarter than his baboon dad). :D
lots of kids in church nowadays. the younger generation is approaching fast, time for the old people to get older. phin was holding another elder's young son, a quiet lil kid who almost shy from everybody else, but he seems to cling comfortably to her, i think she has some motherly side in her, "coz my body size is very much like his mom" phin says, i say kids are more comfortable with beutiful people... probably that explains why kids never want me to carry them.
strange thoughts into parenthood lately. no im not yet married nor did i accidentaly (or purposely) got anyone pregnant. but on recent time spent home, i took the opportunity flipping through the huge family photos archive, trailing far into memory lane across time. dad and mom's black and white photos, if i would see mom on the street during her younger days, i find she's a hot babe. my baby photos, if i would see my baby self these days, i would think myself being super adorable (hot mom cute baby, now u might wonder where along the line did it went terribly wrong?), kindergarden, primary, secondary... strangely photos gradually decrease during uni time, that until i got my digital camera ;). looking back at those pictures really reminds u alot, who you were who you are and who you gonna be.
it's a scary thought raising children of ur own, first you are worried if the children will be borned physically/mentally healthy, then later on worrying if the kid will grow up a fag like his dad. if it's a daughter you'll be worried if she would get cheated by bad people around, a son and u worried if he'll mix with bad people, grown rotten and cheat other people's daughter. damn, this is worrisome.
i used to ask my mom how dad used to go after/courting her last time... after sometime that furtile annoying inquiry went stale and i started asking mom how did she raised such a good kid as myself. mom really spent alot of her time raising and educating us, i still remember dad sending me to tuitions (and i always cry if he was late in picking me up), and mom checking my homework, using eraser to clean up elder brother's used excersice book for me to practise, and cutting those excersises questions from the chinese news paper... we werent very rich back then (neither are we now), but we are very happy and close, with the three sons now grown up independent and respectful (kinda). now with life getting easier with average household income increasing, seems to me most of the younger generation city kids getting pampered too much and the end product parents are getting is rotten tomatos... cases of parents storming the school offices causing problems after discovering their children getting a good cane or two is just bullshit, i still believe good education comes with some proper beating, you parents are responsible for growing up fucked up kids like urself... so if ur kid gets killed or stuck into deep shit, first question urself what did u do for their education, dun go blaming the society or school or fking education system. more reasons not to raise my kid in the metropolis.
i also talk to my colleague who has just return from her maternity leave regarding motherhood, childbirth and raising kids. last time i also wrote a 5 page tutorial about parenting to another friend's sister. my colleague says "it's nice to be able to have someone talking bout motherhood here in the office". no shit. hooly me cran ki mate, think me growing tits.
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oh, and a happy belated birthday to paul. j00 r0ck.
from anne.
Is it just me or does anyone else find it absolutely amazing that once mad-cow disease threatened us, the U.S. government could track a cow born in Canada almost three years ago, right to the stall where she sleeps in the state of Washington, and determine exactly what that cow ate. They can also track her calves right to their stalls, and tell you what kind of feed they ate. But they are unable to locate 11 million illegal aliens wandering around in this country, including people that are trying to blow up important structures in the U.S. My solution is to give every illegal alien a cow as soon as they enter the country.
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btw. anyone knows any good place to eat, for two?
lilian sent me this...
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Question 1:
If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were
deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you
recommend that she have an abortion?
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Question 2:
It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the
facts about the three leading candidates.
Candidate A -
Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologists.
He's had two Mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.
Candidate B -
He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps untilnoon, used opium in college and
drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.
Candidate C -
He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an
occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.
Which of these candidates would be your Choice?
Decide first, no peeking, then scroll down for the answer.
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The answer to the abortion question: If you said yes, you just killed Ludwig van
Beethoven, the world's greatest Composer.
Candidate A: is Franklin D. Roosevelt.
Candidate B: is Winston Churchill.
Candidate C: is Adolf Hitler.
Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging someone.
Never be afraid to try something new.
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il say it's more to life playing her little games...
instead of constantly moaning, writing stuffs bout how bad life is or can get... maybe i should put more vibrant sensation to the few viewers who drops by at a regular basis. an early morning dose of "face it, that's life" depression injection really doesnt help reviving the already-starting-to-smell zombie crowd i have here.
cheer up, here some music for everyone.
always look at the bright side of life.
somewhere out there.
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*ANNOUNCEMENT*
this site is approaching its 1st anniversary soon. i gonna write a dedication to the few people who wasted their life here :D. so leave a sign case u still drop by occasionally. 31st marks the spot.
"i din tollerate you because i love you, i tollerate you because im afraid you would love me no more"
i'm back. anyone missed me? :D
"a good traveller has no fixed plans, nor has he the intention of arriving" - Lao zhi
(i dun really know what he means by that... but it sounds cool anyway. might be pissed-drunk when he said that.)
power station is here for their last stop malaysia tour.
cheap tickets, standing zone, as close as it gets to the action. my live call was cut short, again mistaken for false button press.
two more days before going back to the worries i left behind.
bawimbawe bawimbawe bawimbawe...
im flying home tonight. tc all.
"i believe dreams tell us what our mind is sub-consciously thinking during the daytime. and from that, i believe ive been missing you alot more than i realized..."
left phin some groceries last night. some chinese bitter brew tea to help reducing heat, the menthos to go with it, some panadols just in case the tea doesnt help, some bread to go with the panadols case the tea just really doesnt help, and two bottles of ribena sparkling juice for the mood.
she said one day when she had a broken light bulb, and instead of helping her replacing it with new light bulb which i might figure will get dark sooner or later, il get her a whole house instead.
nice example. but i was thinking along the line of ladder and a torch light.
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i did my laudry today. mint flavoured ck shirt, mint flavoured camel pants, mint flavoured obey tshirt, mint flavoured socks, mint flavoured giodanos, mint flavoured singlets...
i left my anti godzilla breathe freshenning strips in one of the pockets. *smack head*
...mint flavoured boxers, mint flavoured trunks...
go forth and own the world... in fresh mint flavours.
"how long will you wait for me - coldplay in 'my place'"
phin's down with fever on her birthday eve, called her up and i think i woke her from her sleep (again), but she sounds happy enough for the day.
known her for two years, since i first came to kl for my trainings and she happened to be my new church cell group leader. a remarkably charming, cheerful, outgoing young lady, went through alot in her life even since the time i knew her two years ago. quick witted girl with a beutiful smile, had always enjoyed her company and conversation. you asked if i remembered the three birthdays we went through, yes i do still, infact i do so too well to be able to leave them behind.
so, happy birthday phin. (you're not old, so stop saying that alright?)
here's a song for the morning. wish i could sing this to you one day. ;)
ps:use the nude ex-71.
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manbai - "kau ilham ku"
beribu bintang di langit kini menghilang
meraba aku dalam kelam
Rambulan mengambang kini makin suram
Pudar ilham ku tanpa arah
Seditik wajahmu muncul dalam diam
ada kerdipan ada sinar
itukah bintang ataupun rambulan
terima kasih ku ucapkan
chorus:
izinkan ku mencuri bayangan wajah mu
izinkan ku mencuri khayalan dengan mu
maafkanlah ohhh....
andai lagu ini mengganggu ruangan hidup mu
kau senyumlah ohhh....
sekadar memori kita di arena ini
kau ilham ku.
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yup, u heard it from the idol event. figured u might be wondering where that was from...
"u said i should open my heart more to the others, the world. but i have the world in me. i have you."
i went to bkt tinggi selesa hill during the weekends, a recon mission for the coming church family camp. far wide greenery, tea farms coating the raging hills, calming streams, fir trees and fresh breeze. yet i found no peace.
later today i went for jogging in TTDI. i need to evaporate my extra body fluid so no tears may be seen down my proud eyes. i thought i could spend sometime thinking bout alot of things when i was running down the jungle path. yet, i was tired, the brain particles lacks the breathing molecule to focus on matter as much uncertain as love itself. there i found no peace.
coming back home i submerge myself in the swimming pool, doing rounds to and fro in hopes that the peacefulness one felt submerge much like in a mother's womb, shall help me coming to an answer. and again peace has elude me.
you cant have everything u wanted, that's the whole fking problem with life. lil was right, i wasnt ready for new relationship. i basically shut everyone out having her on my mind.
im watching this small taiwan series called "forever summer". nice homely girl, great beach, fancy resort, and a intelligent golden retriever... just perfect for a vacation.
i have never been more lost than i am now.
wait a minute, let's go back a lil. the index page is suppose to load itself on each call, extracting the targetPage variable from user session. even having you standing in front of me, why do i feel like you dissapearing and only having to see you when you choose to appear. after excertion of target value then decide the internal page to be embedded within the index itself. however, the page has to be cleverly constructed to prove generic enough to support all pages included. gets me thinking alot of where this whole mess is heading. thus, the current idea is to subsequently empower the index with codes for session verification, database connection pooling and pages include. Well, two years it has been, maybe we were those kind who gets really close but ended up with nothing happens. The sub pages, and or probably servlets however will be responsible to stuff the targetPage value inside user session upon each directive link or button clicking. where is this heading and when is it going to end? it's as big a question as the meaning of life and the universe... on top of it, the problem with using post method should be figured, cant afford to have request values exposed in some circumstance. and also the data beans' structure those two were designing, i couldnt ask you to love me the way i do, but the least i could ask for is letting me love you the way i chose. the huge projected figures is also a concerned, if i am to go further without making breaking changes to my existing code. stuck in the burning cockpit caught in a tailspin heading towards oblivion. damn, we need more integrity and coordination between developers on this. the problem with this world is the things you need is not necessary the things you could have. that fker not doing his job right.
i couldnt be more lost.
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and a happy birthday to hui zhong.
lovely, caring, god fearing, intelligent, and pretty. angelic is the word. perfect wife material. ;)
this morning lil came to me with a problem she had. the situation she's in is so much alike the dilemma ive been going through with my relationship (just that im on the other end of it), i ended up summarizing her problem by narrating my stories. in the end, we started off with one problem and ended up with two... not much a problem solver am i? ;)
gets me thinking. and all the thinking gets me blardy depress for the whole farking morning.
*sigh, just wtf am i doing here?
"listenning to - Band of Brothers OST"
stupid final. ronaldo is a lame ass. figo kept falling down looking for free kicks. and the greeks never even had a direct assault or straight goal scoring. if every coach plays like this i dun think anyone is gonna watch football anymore. portugal also padan muka lah, coordination bad like hell.
not worth waking up for. damn.
yesterday night was fun. alot did turn up, met some cool people ive read so much bout their life without knowing them in person. u guys rocks.
one thing im sure of: too much coffee really screws up ur nerve system. i had a big cup of heavily irish-ed coffee while waiting stupidly downstairs la bodega for an hour wondering where on earth is the rest of the people, few sips of bailey's from kim/sow later on, and finally picked up another mug of hot mocha at mont kiara starbucks. i went home at 430 or so toxically fused by caffeine in my veines i start seeing things in grey shaded slow motions. ended up rolling on my bed until it's time to get up to a sunday morning worship. gawd. tat was a bad bad experience.
oh, and my friend came back from hk, so i finally got my nude ex sony earphones. neat little gadget, a lil too good for my own keeping/use ;). later in the evening we went to s14 luther church for a choir performance, and it was really good. too bad their record wasnt out yet, planning to get their CDs and play them mercilessly in the office for the next couple of months to come until they finally decided they had enough of me and fired me off together with half a year of salary comphensation (wishful).
phin got her speakers. told her not to get anything else yet coz i have something for her birthday. she's also having her monthly daunting meetings with her ang mor/jap bosses. herself being not too used to english has got her a lil jumpy at these time of month (that and/or with some untimely event added as well). had her sleepin early and forget bout greece/portugal which is half the globe away to be concerned with. told me i threated her too good and that pressures her, hmmmm.... i then told her she could choose to marry me, or else just shuddup and go to sleep. this time she decided not to argue more and comply to it saying sweet dreams.
alot of things in this world arent suppose to happen : american shouldnt have gone to war with iraq, saddam hussein shouldnt been such an asshole, and iraq shouldnt have existed in the first place... yet, things are done, some are notably benifiting while most are shamely regretful... but it just happens that in this life, shit happens whether u like it or not. (insert sow's curry unko lines here)
alright. im dozing off early just to wake up later for the match. il make my daily blog nodes jumping tomorrow. west side.
(waits patiently for others to upload their photos).
it seems im always too late or too early for everything good
must have been born in the wrong place at a wrong time...
mei shen: cher ... many thing will get change in one yr ler
migarth: change?
migarth: changes does not happen in relative to time, my dear...
migarth: it happens just as it was intended to.
weekends. blogger session on saturday night. cheer up.
greece won a place to the finals. (damn.)
proves just one thing. the ball is still round as how the world is. anything could've happen (mostly in a bad way at least).
damn stupid greeks.
(alright alright, i take it back on the cezhs being invincible comment.)
by this month i would have...
1. blogged for a year (tada. [wait patiently]... huh? no fireworks?)
2. employed for 1 year 2 months. (i blog at work. i got a life ok? :D)
3. known phin for 2 years 3 months.
4. lived in kl for, 27 months. (how i wonder did i survive that number)
5. being single for 927 days. (still getting used to it)
6. feeling miserable for 667440 minutes. (having half the time unconsciously sleeping)
7. cleaned my toilet for like... erm (counts) 4 times. (the beavers take care of everything which involves scrubbing and building hydrolic power generating dam)
8. collected an income of roughly 32k.
9. drove for 13000km and at least 360 hours in my anubis.
10. again, delayed my resume updates for the 1,663,667th trillian times. (assumption figure)
well, that's some statistic if u ask me. anyway, been busy lately both at work and off work leaving home early and coming back to it late. couple of things i really need getting done but everytime im coming to it il have gradually musttered enough excuses putting it off waiting for yet another time.
july todo list...
1. get a queen size bed/matress and wardrobe from ikea
2. clean my room and the tons of laundry piling high to the ceiling (after the furniture arrives)
3. upate resume.
4. get the house brouchers from aika.
5. phin birthday.
6. check out the jap restaurant place in sri hartamas sow was saying.
7. calculates the answer to "life, universe and everything"...
8. get camera for lil bro.
9. preparation for august family camp.
10. go home see ma and pa.
it'll be expecting to have half the none-date constrained item being shoved to the next month. same ol dog just doesnt learn new tricks im afraid.
