yeah!
i'm back!
actually...
i figure out everytime i'm renewing my blog...
i need to mention "i'm back",
duh..
not my fault la..for not updating my blog...
coz the enter & backspace key of my laptop stucked.
dun ask me y.
maybe it's sinew or nerves or sth related sot jor...
no matter wat..
it's frustrating.
so..
i'd tried an alternative way to overcome the problem.
which is to use a portable keyboard to type.
portable keyboard.
definition:
the kind of keyboard which is soft,with high mobility.
and of course..
portable.
a portable keyboard is useful in many ways.
as...
it is useful as an waterproof item,
and also as...
an item to hit flies and mosquitoes,
besides that,
also an item to melepas geram on,
and so on,
sounds perfect right?
bulls**t!
u cant type well on it!
it fails it's main purpose as a keyboard.
it's like men unable to produce sperm..
women cant produce colostrum..aka breast milk.
wat a 奇耻大辱！
using it..
it's like foolishly slapping ur fingers on a flat rubber.
and the outcome is disaster.
especially when u're trying to increase ur typing pace.
as: hy,potsable ky boaredsuks (hey, Portable Keyboard Sucks.)
such flaws are annoying,
and i usually end up smacking the keyboard against the wall.
which will create a loud clear "piak" sound.
which will annoy me to a even higher level.
so...
i'm telling u how to use a portable keyboard efficiently.
1st step-u pick it up,
2nd step-use it to slap urself on the face..hard,
3rd step-after u've come to ur senses...bring it to the store,
4th step-use it to slap the store-owner,even harder,
5th step-make a "hmph" sound,show the owner ur middle-fingers (double handed),and u're done! =)
god bless those innocents,who bought such a cursed object~
amen~
12/24/2010
10/30/2010
hahahehehahuhuhuhu~
yeah i'm back.
come back sweep sweep wash wash innovate innovate a bit.
coz it's officially the last day of my working day.
as the contract ends after 31st of October
but...
unofficially...
i still need to work for 3 extra days.
during pc fair.
frankly,
i prefer to work rather than study.
when u work,
it's a combination of socializing and self improvement...
not to mention getting ourself rich tim..
it's like playing RPG game.
if u nge nge train ur character,
and u'll gain exp points.
when u collected certain points,
thn "ting"!
u level-up urself.
after working for 2 months,
my facial muscle became numb.
whenever ppl looks at u..
ur lips will automatically curl up into an idiotic smile.
tat's why i smile a lot these days..
not tat i'm happy...
it's my facial nerves tiu kin..
oh wat's happening behind me?
kelantan equalized d.
good thing good thing.
they're one step closer to winning the game d.
however,
tat's no difference whether they win or they lose.
sunday will be a free day.
as they say : kalu menang,cuti sehari; kalu kalah, darurat sehari.
we'll still hav a sunday to spend freely. \
so u can imagine the passion,ferocity,power and brutality of our very own fans.
they seems to have superior marksmanship,
and have a unique hobby...
to throw projectiles towards opponents.
and they rarely miss.
geng!
haha.
still..hope they can win.
so our fans will be less violence
and less ppl will die or injure themselves.
insyaallah!
come back sweep sweep wash wash innovate innovate a bit.
coz it's officially the last day of my working day.
as the contract ends after 31st of October
but...
unofficially...
i still need to work for 3 extra days.
during pc fair.
frankly,
i prefer to work rather than study.
when u work,
it's a combination of socializing and self improvement...
not to mention getting ourself rich tim..
it's like playing RPG game.
if u nge nge train ur character,
and u'll gain exp points.
when u collected certain points,
thn "ting"!
u level-up urself.
after working for 2 months,
my facial muscle became numb.
whenever ppl looks at u..
ur lips will automatically curl up into an idiotic smile.
tat's why i smile a lot these days..
not tat i'm happy...
it's my facial nerves tiu kin..
oh wat's happening behind me?
kelantan equalized d.
good thing good thing.
they're one step closer to winning the game d.
however,
tat's no difference whether they win or they lose.
sunday will be a free day.
as they say : kalu menang,cuti sehari; kalu kalah, darurat sehari.
we'll still hav a sunday to spend freely. \
so u can imagine the passion,ferocity,power and brutality of our very own fans.
they seems to have superior marksmanship,
and have a unique hobby...
to throw projectiles towards opponents.
and they rarely miss.
geng!
haha.
still..hope they can win.
so our fans will be less violence
and less ppl will die or injure themselves.
insyaallah!
9/15/2010
gilo kijo.
yeah!
i found myself a part time job.
microtech.
sell printer.
since it's malay year,
whole kb ppl mountain car sea.
and microtech are flooded with those cute humble folks.
and i must say,
not all are humble,
and some are hot human.
their perangai memang piss u off.
as if they're urinating on ur head.
however,
the top and most mengsienkan one,
are those acting as examiner,
examining ur tahap kefahaman on ur own product.
actually i'm working under HP.
which stands for Hewlett-Packard Company.
and i'm stationed in Microtech,
so i also do help them promote their product loh.
thn today datang seorang insan.
slightly overweight,
seemingly smart,
probably and quite certainly well-educated,
and do hav quite some knowledge and understanding tentang IT.
and since today almost the whole mountain of human are cramming in our tiny microtech store,
our technicians and workers are severely out numbered.
so i terpaksa juga take part in the kegiatan product-promotion.
so tat costumer approach me,
and asked me bout pc screen's function.
frankly promote laptop i still can la,
since they are common.
screens are not.
so i dun hav sufficient information to satisfy her.
thn there comes the face tat is unforgettable to me,
for the rest of my life.
yuh...
the soho-ness on tat face,
really can drive u mad within a second.
mujur the technician appears in the nick of time.
saving her from my fist.
so tend to forget it,
i return to my post,
as far from her as i can.
who knows,
after 10 minutes,
she appears again.
tis time ask me bout hp printer.
HP PRINTER!!
hmph!
it's payback time.
she's at my place now,
and in my field of speciality.
not giving her any chance to doubt me any more,
i spit out everything i know bout hp printer.
hengh!
model f2480!
all-in-one,dual cartridge blablabla
blablabla,
blablabla....
winning back my pride,
winning hers as well.
satisfied,she left.
finally left.
at least she bought a screen,
and my pride did not die in vain.
after this lesson,
i've learned to observe ppl's face.
those cunning ones,
i evade.
only approach those kind and friendly one.
hmph..
btw,
there's another group of human being which is very torturing to meet while working.
Teachers.
they will probably stare at you with a god forsaken glare.
thn they'll start nagging.
oh god.
may u protect me from these evil beings and bless me with good sales.
amen.
i found myself a part time job.
microtech.
sell printer.
since it's malay year,
whole kb ppl mountain car sea.
and microtech are flooded with those cute humble folks.
and i must say,
not all are humble,
and some are hot human.
their perangai memang piss u off.
as if they're urinating on ur head.
however,
the top and most mengsienkan one,
are those acting as examiner,
examining ur tahap kefahaman on ur own product.
actually i'm working under HP.
which stands for Hewlett-Packard Company.
and i'm stationed in Microtech,
so i also do help them promote their product loh.
thn today datang seorang insan.
slightly overweight,
seemingly smart,
probably and quite certainly well-educated,
and do hav quite some knowledge and understanding tentang IT.
and since today almost the whole mountain of human are cramming in our tiny microtech store,
our technicians and workers are severely out numbered.
so i terpaksa juga take part in the kegiatan product-promotion.
so tat costumer approach me,
and asked me bout pc screen's function.
frankly promote laptop i still can la,
since they are common.
screens are not.
so i dun hav sufficient information to satisfy her.
thn there comes the face tat is unforgettable to me,
for the rest of my life.
yuh...
the soho-ness on tat face,
really can drive u mad within a second.
mujur the technician appears in the nick of time.
saving her from my fist.
so tend to forget it,
i return to my post,
as far from her as i can.
who knows,
after 10 minutes,
she appears again.
tis time ask me bout hp printer.
HP PRINTER!!
hmph!
it's payback time.
she's at my place now,
and in my field of speciality.
not giving her any chance to doubt me any more,
i spit out everything i know bout hp printer.
hengh!
model f2480!
all-in-one,dual cartridge blablabla
blablabla,
blablabla....
winning back my pride,
winning hers as well.
satisfied,she left.
finally left.
at least she bought a screen,
and my pride did not die in vain.
after this lesson,
i've learned to observe ppl's face.
those cunning ones,
i evade.
only approach those kind and friendly one.
hmph..
btw,
there's another group of human being which is very torturing to meet while working.
Teachers.
they will probably stare at you with a god forsaken glare.
thn they'll start nagging.
oh god.
may u protect me from these evil beings and bless me with good sales.
amen.
6/13/2010
it's world cup...fever T.T
it's world cup again.
if it's not the greatest event on earth,
it's surely one of the biggest.
male viewers are derived into two groups during world cup season.
the 1st,
they watch to see they win money or not.
to put it in another way,
they are gambling.
and if u ask them,
they might tell u they are not gambling due to greed,
since they are just "gambling to add excitement while watching the game"
but they sure yell like pigs when results go against their way.
no harsh feelings here....
and the 2nd group,
they are either more naive or poorer,
and they "watch the match for leisure".
as for women,
well most of them just know the ball is round.
and some of them who doesnt watch might know the name of the handsomest players on the field,
and some are even kind enough to remember the face of those terrifyingly ugly players.
there are two types of women who watch world cup as well.
the 1st type,
they watch football becoz their bf/men is manipulating the tv.
they cant watch their beloved soap operas,
and they prefer to stare blankly to the rolling ball on screen,
to test their luck and hope that the camera might kindly close-ups on handsome footballers for them to enjoy seconds of sensual seduction.
the 2nd type,
they love football purely.
and to own one of these football enthusiasts as a gf of a dream of all men.
imagine a girl favors a same team as u do,
and cheer for the same glory,
it's special.
ok enough said.
btw the match between England and USA is quite a stunning one,
as we see rare and priceless emotion on a famous face
after an outstanding mistake by robert green,
the english goalie.
as an example,
this.
This is priceless really.
David Beck obviously amused by the silly mistake made.
Thanks to Rob Green,
we can see some special expression rather thn the trademark gorgeous smile of Beckham's. =P
besides,
i really hate the vuvuzelas,
a type plastic trumpet,
which is a common noise-making tool,
and which the fans brings into every matches,
to make all sorts of noise with it.
it's damn damn damn noisy.
sing a bloody chant for god's sake,if u want noises.
if it's not the greatest event on earth,
it's surely one of the biggest.
male viewers are derived into two groups during world cup season.
the 1st,
they watch to see they win money or not.
to put it in another way,
they are gambling.
and if u ask them,
they might tell u they are not gambling due to greed,
since they are just "gambling to add excitement while watching the game"
but they sure yell like pigs when results go against their way.
no harsh feelings here....
and the 2nd group,
they are either more naive or poorer,
and they "watch the match for leisure".
as for women,
well most of them just know the ball is round.
and some of them who doesnt watch might know the name of the handsomest players on the field,
and some are even kind enough to remember the face of those terrifyingly ugly players.
there are two types of women who watch world cup as well.
the 1st type,
they watch football becoz their bf/men is manipulating the tv.
they cant watch their beloved soap operas,
and they prefer to stare blankly to the rolling ball on screen,
to test their luck and hope that the camera might kindly close-ups on handsome footballers for them to enjoy seconds of sensual seduction.
the 2nd type,
they love football purely.
and to own one of these football enthusiasts as a gf of a dream of all men.
imagine a girl favors a same team as u do,
and cheer for the same glory,
it's special.
ok enough said.
btw the match between England and USA is quite a stunning one,
as we see rare and priceless emotion on a famous face
after an outstanding mistake by robert green,
the english goalie.
as an example,
this.
This is priceless really.
David Beck obviously amused by the silly mistake made.
Thanks to Rob Green,
we can see some special expression rather thn the trademark gorgeous smile of Beckham's. =P
besides,
i really hate the vuvuzelas,
a type plastic trumpet,
which is a common noise-making tool,
and which the fans brings into every matches,
to make all sorts of noise with it.
it's damn damn damn noisy.
sing a bloody chant for god's sake,if u want noises.
6/04/2010
stop the comparison.
ok i have problem.
not the break down of stuffs tis time.
i get use to tat now.
this problem,
leads to problems.
nth big.
but disturbing.
the problem is...
whenever i attend a feast or ceremony or blah blah,
my relatives or friends of my relatives or relatives of my friends tend to praise me...
they praise my height particularly.
thn the next thing will happen is tat they will start looking around,
start finding someone else in the feast,
which is most likely to be the ex-highest man in the event (before my arrival),
thn they'll make us stand together,
thn they start comparing.
duh...bukannya i tak tau i ni tinggi la mak cik...
as if my height doesn't bother me at all.
u all have nth else to praise about me meh?
i'm quite a good singer lo (bukan i soho,it's quite a fact =X)
thn i can speak quite fluent english,
i can immitate english spoken in foreign accents tim~(nigger slang, aussie slang etc etc..)
thn i can tell really cold jokes as well...
so buat apa wan to praise and fix the topic on my height nyoh?
actually being tall is suffering.
the longer the body length,
the higher the center of gravity,
the more unstable the base is.
tat's y i cant run 100m sprint.
well...Usian Bolt (196cm) is a rare case,
physics theories cant be applied on him.
so different story,
not worth mentioning..
and actually i hav acrophobia.
and with such height...
i feel scare everytime i look down -.-
at least please assume tat i do...
so stop saying tat i'm tall,
stop saying tat u're jealous of my height,
stop making metaphors bout taking a knife and chop off my legs,
and fix it to ur's to gain extra height to express ur envy,
and stop asking me whether my mom or my dad is tall,
or whether they're both tall.
dont ask me wat i eat.
i eat rice and meat and vegetables,
like u all do,
i'd never touch those height-increasing herbs,
such as peanut-roots or appleton.
ya i do drink soya and milk occasionally,
but i believe some even drink both daily.
so.....
u short, not my business.
i tall, not ur business as well.
if u wan to be tall,
it's ok to ask me.
i'll suggest u to swin and drink milk.
dumex for kids, HL for teenages or adults and anlene for old folks.
why i know?
not becoz i'm tall.coz i study bio.
protein helps in bone growth.
tat's why "education brings maturity" is an unquestionable fact.
and "maturity stops ppl from asking those stop-it-or-i'll-kill-you questions" is the most precise fact ever exist.
if it still doesnt work,
i kindly advice u to seek advice from specialists.
for those who believe in science, go find a doctor or physician,
for Buddhism devotee, they can seek help from Bodhisattva (ie Guan1 Yin1 Ma4).
so aunties aunties uncles uncles ladies and gentlemen,
since tat i've gave u every piece of assistance i can provide,
please get those words outta my ears,
and outta my mind.
i'm tired of it.
i'm sick of it.
i really hope tat i'm shorter -.-
it makes me understand many things.
praise can be harmful.
maybe ppl use to praise MJ bout the colour of his skin oso.
see the outcome?
so stop it la...
next time praise tat i'm lengzai,
i'll appriciate it more =)
Amitābha.
not the break down of stuffs tis time.
i get use to tat now.
this problem,
leads to problems.
nth big.
but disturbing.
the problem is...
whenever i attend a feast or ceremony or blah blah,
my relatives or friends of my relatives or relatives of my friends tend to praise me...
they praise my height particularly.
thn the next thing will happen is tat they will start looking around,
start finding someone else in the feast,
which is most likely to be the ex-highest man in the event (before my arrival),
thn they'll make us stand together,
thn they start comparing.
duh...bukannya i tak tau i ni tinggi la mak cik...
as if my height doesn't bother me at all.
u all have nth else to praise about me meh?
i'm quite a good singer lo (bukan i soho,it's quite a fact =X)
thn i can speak quite fluent english,
i can immitate english spoken in foreign accents tim~(nigger slang, aussie slang etc etc..)
thn i can tell really cold jokes as well...
so buat apa wan to praise and fix the topic on my height nyoh?
actually being tall is suffering.
the longer the body length,
the higher the center of gravity,
the more unstable the base is.
tat's y i cant run 100m sprint.
well...Usian Bolt (196cm) is a rare case,
physics theories cant be applied on him.
so different story,
not worth mentioning..
and actually i hav acrophobia.
and with such height...
i feel scare everytime i look down -.-
at least please assume tat i do...
so stop saying tat i'm tall,
stop saying tat u're jealous of my height,
stop making metaphors bout taking a knife and chop off my legs,
and fix it to ur's to gain extra height to express ur envy,
and stop asking me whether my mom or my dad is tall,
or whether they're both tall.
dont ask me wat i eat.
i eat rice and meat and vegetables,
like u all do,
i'd never touch those height-increasing herbs,
such as peanut-roots or appleton.
ya i do drink soya and milk occasionally,
but i believe some even drink both daily.
so.....
u short, not my business.
i tall, not ur business as well.
if u wan to be tall,
it's ok to ask me.
i'll suggest u to swin and drink milk.
dumex for kids, HL for teenages or adults and anlene for old folks.
why i know?
not becoz i'm tall.coz i study bio.
protein helps in bone growth.
tat's why "education brings maturity" is an unquestionable fact.
and "maturity stops ppl from asking those stop-it-or-i'll-kill-you questions" is the most precise fact ever exist.
if it still doesnt work,
i kindly advice u to seek advice from specialists.
for those who believe in science, go find a doctor or physician,
for Buddhism devotee, they can seek help from Bodhisattva (ie Guan1 Yin1 Ma4).
so aunties aunties uncles uncles ladies and gentlemen,
since tat i've gave u every piece of assistance i can provide,
please get those words outta my ears,
and outta my mind.
i'm tired of it.
i'm sick of it.
i really hope tat i'm shorter -.-
it makes me understand many things.
praise can be harmful.
maybe ppl use to praise MJ bout the colour of his skin oso.
see the outcome?
so stop it la...
next time praise tat i'm lengzai,
i'll appriciate it more =)
Amitābha.
6/03/2010
the period of break down.
they say nature follows a cycle.
and when it's time to go,
tat's no way to get hold to it.
it = life or an object likewise.
i dont know bout other ppl in this world,
but there's a weird phenomenon tat i must go through once or twice annually.
which is that,
once one of my stuff got broken,
other stuffs in the same kind breaks down as well.
it occurs on my shoes,light bulbs...
and most recently...
and fatally...
electronic appliances.
this includes...
my tv...my pc...my handphone...my playstation 2 etc etc...
let me huraikan all those important stuffs and the role they play in my life.
and the damage caused with their absence.
TELEVISION
aka tv. widely used telecommunication medium blablabla...
importance: fill empty space of my life which will otherwise junked or rubbished without tv.
COMPUTER
aka PC. comprise of keyboard, CPU, monitor etc etc...the pc allows us to gain access to the almighty internet.
importance: provides gaming fun, and most importantly, the access to internet.
extra and occasional contribution: combining with the printer, WE CAN PRINT STUFFS!!
HANDPHONE
cellphone, cellular, handphone is the same thing.one of the greatest invention ever,HP allows us to get linked to human civilization.without it, we might need a pigeon or smoke signal to transmit long distance info-s.
extra and frequent contribution: known to be the best viewing and storing media for pornography lovers (well...not me~ =X)
PLAYSTATION 2
developed by Sony Entertainment, the PS Two specialize in providing cheap and efficient gaming fun (with the availability of pirated DVD Games of course!).
importance: i simply cant live without it.at the moment it got broke down, my heart scattered. it's irreplaceable in my life. luckily, my PS2 still can (and only can) read very few DVD games.
imagine.
all those mentioned above...
DEAD!
GONE!
and the ultimate consequence is:
my life hollowed and darkened.
i became moody.
life seems meaningless.
tat's how technology ruined human's culture i guess.
the funny thing is...
when my PS2 broke down,
my mom still boasting on how they (folks of her generation) used to live like.
they "chase the wind and hug the nature" as she said.
things went well...
until the day our holy TV broke down.
her frustration is obvious i must say...=X
mujur we have a back-up tv.
even though the graphic is not as good as the former...
it's still a tv.
and my mom still watch it.
for ur information....
she's the one who discover the availability of the old tv.
she didnt went out and chase the wind.
i'm quite sad of how technology destroyed the "wind-chasing and nature-hugging lifestyle"...
i really do (fingers crossed*)
but...
nvm la...i understand.
ok BACK TO THE TOPIC!
no matter what matters,
i must repair all those broken appliances,
ASAP.
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
coz if i dont do so,
me myself will be dead and gone as well...
due to boredom.
and my beloved appliances,
will end up becoming my grave goods (陪葬品),
which i'll carry into my grave.
may god bless me with my holy mission.
and that i can fulfill the duty i'm born with.
hallelujah.
and when it's time to go,
tat's no way to get hold to it.
it = life or an object likewise.
i dont know bout other ppl in this world,
but there's a weird phenomenon tat i must go through once or twice annually.
which is that,
once one of my stuff got broken,
other stuffs in the same kind breaks down as well.
it occurs on my shoes,light bulbs...
and most recently...
and fatally...
electronic appliances.
this includes...
my tv...my pc...my handphone...my playstation 2 etc etc...
let me huraikan all those important stuffs and the role they play in my life.
and the damage caused with their absence.
TELEVISION
aka tv. widely used telecommunication medium blablabla...
importance: fill empty space of my life which will otherwise junked or rubbished without tv.
COMPUTER
aka PC. comprise of keyboard, CPU, monitor etc etc...the pc allows us to gain access to the almighty internet.
importance: provides gaming fun, and most importantly, the access to internet.
extra and occasional contribution: combining with the printer, WE CAN PRINT STUFFS!!
HANDPHONE
cellphone, cellular, handphone is the same thing.one of the greatest invention ever,HP allows us to get linked to human civilization.without it, we might need a pigeon or smoke signal to transmit long distance info-s.
extra and frequent contribution: known to be the best viewing and storing media for pornography lovers (well...not me~ =X)
PLAYSTATION 2
developed by Sony Entertainment, the PS Two specialize in providing cheap and efficient gaming fun (with the availability of pirated DVD Games of course!).
importance: i simply cant live without it.at the moment it got broke down, my heart scattered. it's irreplaceable in my life. luckily, my PS2 still can (and only can) read very few DVD games.
imagine.
all those mentioned above...
DEAD!
GONE!
and the ultimate consequence is:
my life hollowed and darkened.
i became moody.
life seems meaningless.
tat's how technology ruined human's culture i guess.
the funny thing is...
when my PS2 broke down,
my mom still boasting on how they (folks of her generation) used to live like.
they "chase the wind and hug the nature" as she said.
things went well...
until the day our holy TV broke down.
her frustration is obvious i must say...=X
mujur we have a back-up tv.
even though the graphic is not as good as the former...
it's still a tv.
and my mom still watch it.
for ur information....
she's the one who discover the availability of the old tv.
she didnt went out and chase the wind.
i'm quite sad of how technology destroyed the "wind-chasing and nature-hugging lifestyle"...
i really do (fingers crossed*)
but...
nvm la...i understand.
ok BACK TO THE TOPIC!
no matter what matters,
i must repair all those broken appliances,
ASAP.
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
coz if i dont do so,
me myself will be dead and gone as well...
due to boredom.
and my beloved appliances,
will end up becoming my grave goods (陪葬品),
which i'll carry into my grave.
may god bless me with my holy mission.
and that i can fulfill the duty i'm born with.
hallelujah.
5/24/2010
an update to make myself feel better.
yeah here i am,once again.
recently i finally caught the ultimate meaning y do i blog.
just to blog.
for folks tat used to study in chung hwa,
they might know wat "Hari Interaksi Ibu Bapa dengan Guru" is.
even the title of the event is evil itself.
it makes you feel an instant unease.
apatah lagi to participate it?
i'd never ever participate it.
until 21st of May.
involuntarily.
hatefully.
maybe the teachers are getting bored of complaining bout us students to our parents on our back...
so they force us to show up,
and do it in front of us...
it's just like being force to watch when the nurse sticks the needle into ur arm to extract ur blood.
imagine the mental pain it'll brings.
haih...chung hwa...they sure know how to torture us students...
academically and un-academically.
did i mention bout the extra classes we're going to have during the 1st week of holiday?
if i didnt,thn i'm telling it now.
we are going to hav extra classes during the 1st week of holiday.
daily.
0800-1230.
no wonder we always achieve astounding achievements.
we trade our soul for it.
similar to the case when johnny blaze trade his soul for the power of the fire entity.
and we call him ghost rider.
sooner or later,
ppl will call us book sucker.
and we certainly wont hav the ability to kill evil spirits.
i just hope tat at tat moment,
i do still possess the ability to kill myself.
CHOI!
chung hwa,
it does did a great job in controlling human population.
ave chung hwa~ave chung hwa~
i'm outta my mind.
i know.
recently i finally caught the ultimate meaning y do i blog.
just to blog.
for folks tat used to study in chung hwa,
they might know wat "Hari Interaksi Ibu Bapa dengan Guru" is.
even the title of the event is evil itself.
it makes you feel an instant unease.
apatah lagi to participate it?
i'd never ever participate it.
until 21st of May.
involuntarily.
hatefully.
maybe the teachers are getting bored of complaining bout us students to our parents on our back...
so they force us to show up,
and do it in front of us...
it's just like being force to watch when the nurse sticks the needle into ur arm to extract ur blood.
imagine the mental pain it'll brings.
haih...chung hwa...they sure know how to torture us students...
academically and un-academically.
did i mention bout the extra classes we're going to have during the 1st week of holiday?
if i didnt,thn i'm telling it now.
we are going to hav extra classes during the 1st week of holiday.
daily.
0800-1230.
no wonder we always achieve astounding achievements.
we trade our soul for it.
similar to the case when johnny blaze trade his soul for the power of the fire entity.
and we call him ghost rider.
sooner or later,
ppl will call us book sucker.
and we certainly wont hav the ability to kill evil spirits.
i just hope tat at tat moment,
i do still possess the ability to kill myself.
CHOI!
chung hwa,
it does did a great job in controlling human population.
ave chung hwa~ave chung hwa~
i'm outta my mind.
i know.
5/09/2010
duh...
when u're writing about something to remorse,the starting is always the hardest....
in general,i lost again.
tis time in racket sport...
i'm not remorseful for losing,
instead i'm remorseful for how i act after that...
yet again...
my racket end up smashed...
i should learn to control my temper really...
no matter how bad things turn out to be.
actually....
wat i should learn is to accept the fact that i should learn to control my temper...
i know how ppl feel after behaving foolishly..
juz..i cant help it x(
tat's why i'm restricting myself from learning martial arts i guess..
i might end up demolishing my house.
ok lah no matter wat..
i'm sorry about that...
it's not that i dont have sportsmanship,
it's juz tat i might lose track of it sometimes...
especially when i'm getting frust..
i do still congrats my opponent actually...
after i got myself cooled down..
i'm just angry bout myself,
for unable to deliver my best...
in fact,
i can handle losses,
and i will accept the fate of losing in an easy-going manner,
if i'm giving 100% and i still end up losing.
i think the truth is,
i hate when i'm losing due to mentality,
not due to physical disadvantage.
watever lah...
i'm writing this to beg for forgiveness,
from the mortals,
and the immortals high up there..
for not being a flawless man,
and also for my deeply flawed personalities,
and moral values.
and lastly,
i'm making a vow
even though i know i already made and broke this promise a dozen of times,
i'm still making it...
i mean it.
and for god sake i'll hold to my promise...hopefully x(
tat i will not smash my racket out of frust ever again...
it's not worth it, my financial status do not allow it, and it's stupid..
i guess that is why i prefer football over badminton...
coz the ball simply wont burst,
no matter how hard u kick it~
Amen.
in general,i lost again.
tis time in racket sport...
i'm not remorseful for losing,
instead i'm remorseful for how i act after that...
yet again...
my racket end up smashed...
i should learn to control my temper really...
no matter how bad things turn out to be.
actually....
wat i should learn is to accept the fact that i should learn to control my temper...
i know how ppl feel after behaving foolishly..
juz..i cant help it x(
tat's why i'm restricting myself from learning martial arts i guess..
i might end up demolishing my house.
ok lah no matter wat..
i'm sorry about that...
it's not that i dont have sportsmanship,
it's juz tat i might lose track of it sometimes...
especially when i'm getting frust..
i do still congrats my opponent actually...
after i got myself cooled down..
i'm just angry bout myself,
for unable to deliver my best...
in fact,
i can handle losses,
and i will accept the fate of losing in an easy-going manner,
if i'm giving 100% and i still end up losing.
i think the truth is,
i hate when i'm losing due to mentality,
not due to physical disadvantage.
watever lah...
i'm writing this to beg for forgiveness,
from the mortals,
and the immortals high up there..
for not being a flawless man,
and also for my deeply flawed personalities,
and moral values.
and lastly,
i'm making a vow
even though i know i already made and broke this promise a dozen of times,
i'm still making it...
i mean it.
and for god sake i'll hold to my promise...hopefully x(
tat i will not smash my racket out of frust ever again...
it's not worth it, my financial status do not allow it, and it's stupid..
i guess that is why i prefer football over badminton...
coz the ball simply wont burst,
no matter how hard u kick it~
Amen.
4/28/2010
again..
Again..again...i hate this term.It can be a real positive term but now,it's negatively negative.I hate to be defied.Really.Especially in something i'm good in. Or at least i think i'm good in.I didnt pass the audition. Of bakat Chung Hwa. Two times. Consecutively.Even in the BM solo category which has only 5 participants.WTF is going on?I really dont think this is a f**king coincidence.I really DONT THINK IT IS.My group qualified for the 2nd audition,but i dont feel like singing anymore.I'll make the final verdict soon.I know if i quit it would let my teammates down,but i simply cant sing in front of someone who cant appriciate my talent.Maybe i'm really not a good singer.Really.Do i sounds like someone who is finding reason to cover his flaw? Yes i do.Am i that kind of JERK? now i know i am.And u know what? I'm Quitting.And i dont think i'll even attend the Contest Day.What can u do? I'm a JERK.
4/08/2010
如何写封好遗书？
自杀前，人人都有遗愿，那多数人都会将自己的遗愿通过不同的形式呈现出来。当中包括了遗画，遗言，以及最常见的遗书。那我们来谈谈为何遗书是把遗言转达他人的最佳管道。首先，先来看看以每一种形式留下遗愿的利与弊。遗画，顾名思义，是死者死前自劳，或是托人画下来的最后一副画。画里通常会蕴藏着某种特定信息，或是遗言。所谓人生如画，画如人生，而且画中既然可以有诗，那蕴含遗言又有何不可？而当中，人们所画下的主题各式各样，因人而异。爱好大自然者，往往会画下自然景色，崇尚格调艺术的，画副抽象画也无妨。而对红颜美色特别癖爱的艺术家，就多数会画些美轮美奂的女性全身写真画（也称裸体画），这也没什么稀奇，反正在艺术里，赤裸与暴露是最原始的美感。虽然以遗画这种方式纪念人生非常有浪漫情操，不过我们必须知道，大多数的艺术作品是在完成后的数百年才会被欣赏及评价，所以如此的话，作者表达遗言的心愿自然就无法及时达成了。
除遗照之外，也有者会大声的宣布遗愿，或是以遗言来传递遗愿。此方法多被跳楼者采用，因为跳楼时自杀者必将吸引到众人围观，此时传达遗愿为最佳时机。不过，这种做法却不怎么保险，变数太多。如: 宣扬遗言时，如果建筑物距离地面太高的话，围观者就没办法把遗言听得清楚仔细。除此之外，由于跳楼属突发事件，人们往往会不管三七二十一就冲出去围观，所以想必身上带着笔纸者不会很多，没有笔纸，就没办法把遗愿记录下来了。人类的记忆力有限，而纵使他们能把遗愿靠记忆力完整的记下来，他们日后也不会把遗言这回事记起。在他们脑海里重复回荡的，是自杀者跳下来的那一幕高潮，而不是宣扬遗言这样的小情节。因此，这种办法也不鼓励被使用。
第三种，就是遗书。虽然遗书也有许多的弊端，不过相较起遗言和遗画，遗书无愧为作为保险的遗愿传播管道。遗书不但耐久，不会像遗言般经不起时间考验，还比遗画更容易为世人所能理解。虽然天下遗书数不尽，但其实遗书基本上也只分为三大类。那第一类，也是最常见的遗书多含括的内容为: XX（多为关系密切的亲人之称号），替我照顾XXXX （至亲，多为孺妇之辈，人数不拘）。不过如此遗书作用不大，因为至亲往往都会获人照料，人们这样的请求也无非是在为自己求个心安吧了。第二类，为冥事遗书。迷信之人自杀，遗书里多会提醒亲人处理自己身后事的细节，如金纸数量，冥纸面额，在嗮选死人用品时的方法技巧，纸衣纸裤纸鞋的尺码等等，都将交代清楚。此类遗书，内容会较第一类遗书丰富生动，不过往往会造成读者被误导于鬼神之谈，所以也非遗书之上品。那怎样的遗书才是遗书中之佳作? 第三类的遗书，就是上等的遗书，内容将身后事交代清楚之余，作者还必须以细腻的手法描述此时此刻作者本身虽然向往生活，却又走头无路的矛盾心理，还有其左右为难的思绪以及错综复杂的道德价值观。此类遗书，涵盖了描写文（描写心情），说明文（说明自杀原因），记叙文（记叙自己的人生悲哀），议论文（议论自杀的好坏）甚至抒情文（感叹人生无常）的文章风格，这足以表现了这种遗书的罕见性。若能在有生之年目睹这样的一品绝作，也能说是无愧此生了。
那一封被视为佳作的遗书必须具备怎样的艺术风格? 首先，遗书当中必须含括巧妙优美的句子。优美的句子讲使内容的表达上显得更为诗情画意，还能增加遗书的阅读价值。那我们要如何提升自己句子的优美程度？那就得依赖平时从报纸上所领悟的文笔技巧，以及顶级作家们修饰文字及语法的方式。除此之外，我们在空闲时间也可以多多参考被列为优良等级的遗书，学习使用一些适用于遗书一类文字作品的文笔，词汇以及技巧。
说到文章的修饰以及技巧，各式各样的修辞手法也是或不可缺的。要知道，反复对比类的修辞手法在情感的表达上是或不可缺的。修辞手法的重要性可不再话下。怎么说？好，打个比方，用以叙述自杀一瞬间的句子一:“我用刀割了手腕，现在我的手在喷住血….要死了…” 与 句子二:“手起…刀落。刀锋，在我手腕上留下了深深的吻印，血柱，高调的宣扬着我的离去” 两个句子，为何句子二能令读者们留下了比较深刻的印象？其诀窍就是在于修辞手法。刀锋，怎会吻我们的手？刀锋也没有涂上唇膏，怎会留下吻印？为何要用血柱来宣扬作者的离去，而不是使用扬声器？这就是比拟修辞手法的强烈功效，它以更接近现实的方式描述了各种细节，使读者们能更容易的消化内容，使读者有种身历其境的错觉。
除了修辞手法之外，合时宜的悲观想法，稍微幽默的呈现方式也极为重要，悲观的想法内容是作者死前沉重心情的反映，而稍带幽默的呈现方式能够避免忧郁派的读者们读完遗书后过度悲观或是有意模仿而走上绝路。遗书是抒发感情以及分享遗愿的传播媒介，如果有无辜的生命因读了他人的遗书而步其后路的话，那就有违遗书存在的主旨了。
一位作者要如何在如此复杂的思想情况下写出这样充满艺术色彩，内容丰富的遗书，难度自然不再话下。不过，我们不禁会怀疑到，世上的自杀的人难以数尽，难道当中就没有能克服混乱思绪的作文高手? 其实是有的。那为什么没有一封遗书是能轰动全球的绝代遗书? 在这个全球化的世界里，语言上的障碍已根本不值一提。现在只要上网打开谷歌翻译器，阅读及欣赏一封以俄罗斯文写下的遗书根本不成问题。然而，写封好遗书最大的障碍就在于时间。此话怎讲？试想想，自杀，多为以为极为悲观者（或忧郁症患者），在事业，感情，自尊或未来受到极大的创伤下，才做出的极端决定。这类决定，往往是短促的。一封上等遗书，估计也得花上至少一钟半刻，一时半载的时间。根据某大学的研究显示，每过一分钟，人们自杀的决心就会减少十分一。所以作者若能完成遗书，其理智早已恢复，自杀的勇气? 早散了。此时的遗书，也只能沦为轰动全球的绝世笑柄了。所以说一封绝世遗书的产生，除非作者有铁打的决心，就只能靠天时，地利，及人和的完美时机了。作者必须迅速的书写遗书之余，还必须有延续不断的打击一直冲击着作者，使作者寻死的念头不至于被时间所浇灭，但其打击又不能太强烈，以致作者的写作灵感受到影响。如此千载难逢的时机，更令我们体会到一封好遗书的价值，所以我们要珍惜并鼓励所有有意自杀者在自杀前发挥自己的无限可能，写下一份遗书好交代身后事，同时也推广创作遗书的风气。当然，我们也千万不要为了创作遗书而刻意自杀，因为如此做法除了违反了人类存在的真谛外，也鄙视了生命的价值。
一封遗书的价值，就在于遗书公诸于世后作者的生命状态。如果在被人阅读的那一刻，作者仍然存在于人间，那遗书就是作者不爱惜生命的铁证，那作者与其遗书，必将遗臭万年；那如果遗书被公开的当儿，作者已经往生，而遗书又写得可圈可点的话，这将不只是文学上的一大佳作，也将是供医学精神科界的权威们钻究忧郁症病人以及自杀者心态的必读参考资料，那肯定是流芳百世，扬名立万了。
最后，请写遗书者切记，若欲将遗书公开于世，那请在自杀前将遗书收藏在警察人员或者是CSI （案发现场侦查官）难以寻获的的地方，若能将遗书寄至报馆那就更为保险，因为根据法律条规，遗留在死亡现场的所有可疑物品，将一概被列为呈堂证物，一律不得公开，而且一旦被查收，便不得归还。也记得在遗书上就下特定记号如签名，指纹，名字，唾液或者身份证副本以表明身份。有了令人拍案叫绝的遗书，才会有更为多姿多彩的世界，我们应该好好珍惜这些可谓“人生之绝作，文章之离骚”的文学绝作。
（本文主旨只为分享遗书之创作技巧及其价值，并非怂恿读者留书自尽，所以所有的自杀投诉及贬义批评，恕本人将不予理会）
除遗照之外，也有者会大声的宣布遗愿，或是以遗言来传递遗愿。此方法多被跳楼者采用，因为跳楼时自杀者必将吸引到众人围观，此时传达遗愿为最佳时机。不过，这种做法却不怎么保险，变数太多。如: 宣扬遗言时，如果建筑物距离地面太高的话，围观者就没办法把遗言听得清楚仔细。除此之外，由于跳楼属突发事件，人们往往会不管三七二十一就冲出去围观，所以想必身上带着笔纸者不会很多，没有笔纸，就没办法把遗愿记录下来了。人类的记忆力有限，而纵使他们能把遗愿靠记忆力完整的记下来，他们日后也不会把遗言这回事记起。在他们脑海里重复回荡的，是自杀者跳下来的那一幕高潮，而不是宣扬遗言这样的小情节。因此，这种办法也不鼓励被使用。
第三种，就是遗书。虽然遗书也有许多的弊端，不过相较起遗言和遗画，遗书无愧为作为保险的遗愿传播管道。遗书不但耐久，不会像遗言般经不起时间考验，还比遗画更容易为世人所能理解。虽然天下遗书数不尽，但其实遗书基本上也只分为三大类。那第一类，也是最常见的遗书多含括的内容为: XX（多为关系密切的亲人之称号），替我照顾XXXX （至亲，多为孺妇之辈，人数不拘）。不过如此遗书作用不大，因为至亲往往都会获人照料，人们这样的请求也无非是在为自己求个心安吧了。第二类，为冥事遗书。迷信之人自杀，遗书里多会提醒亲人处理自己身后事的细节，如金纸数量，冥纸面额，在嗮选死人用品时的方法技巧，纸衣纸裤纸鞋的尺码等等，都将交代清楚。此类遗书，内容会较第一类遗书丰富生动，不过往往会造成读者被误导于鬼神之谈，所以也非遗书之上品。那怎样的遗书才是遗书中之佳作? 第三类的遗书，就是上等的遗书，内容将身后事交代清楚之余，作者还必须以细腻的手法描述此时此刻作者本身虽然向往生活，却又走头无路的矛盾心理，还有其左右为难的思绪以及错综复杂的道德价值观。此类遗书，涵盖了描写文（描写心情），说明文（说明自杀原因），记叙文（记叙自己的人生悲哀），议论文（议论自杀的好坏）甚至抒情文（感叹人生无常）的文章风格，这足以表现了这种遗书的罕见性。若能在有生之年目睹这样的一品绝作，也能说是无愧此生了。
那一封被视为佳作的遗书必须具备怎样的艺术风格? 首先，遗书当中必须含括巧妙优美的句子。优美的句子讲使内容的表达上显得更为诗情画意，还能增加遗书的阅读价值。那我们要如何提升自己句子的优美程度？那就得依赖平时从报纸上所领悟的文笔技巧，以及顶级作家们修饰文字及语法的方式。除此之外，我们在空闲时间也可以多多参考被列为优良等级的遗书，学习使用一些适用于遗书一类文字作品的文笔，词汇以及技巧。
说到文章的修饰以及技巧，各式各样的修辞手法也是或不可缺的。要知道，反复对比类的修辞手法在情感的表达上是或不可缺的。修辞手法的重要性可不再话下。怎么说？好，打个比方，用以叙述自杀一瞬间的句子一:“我用刀割了手腕，现在我的手在喷住血….要死了…” 与 句子二:“手起…刀落。刀锋，在我手腕上留下了深深的吻印，血柱，高调的宣扬着我的离去” 两个句子，为何句子二能令读者们留下了比较深刻的印象？其诀窍就是在于修辞手法。刀锋，怎会吻我们的手？刀锋也没有涂上唇膏，怎会留下吻印？为何要用血柱来宣扬作者的离去，而不是使用扬声器？这就是比拟修辞手法的强烈功效，它以更接近现实的方式描述了各种细节，使读者们能更容易的消化内容，使读者有种身历其境的错觉。
除了修辞手法之外，合时宜的悲观想法，稍微幽默的呈现方式也极为重要，悲观的想法内容是作者死前沉重心情的反映，而稍带幽默的呈现方式能够避免忧郁派的读者们读完遗书后过度悲观或是有意模仿而走上绝路。遗书是抒发感情以及分享遗愿的传播媒介，如果有无辜的生命因读了他人的遗书而步其后路的话，那就有违遗书存在的主旨了。
一位作者要如何在如此复杂的思想情况下写出这样充满艺术色彩，内容丰富的遗书，难度自然不再话下。不过，我们不禁会怀疑到，世上的自杀的人难以数尽，难道当中就没有能克服混乱思绪的作文高手? 其实是有的。那为什么没有一封遗书是能轰动全球的绝代遗书? 在这个全球化的世界里，语言上的障碍已根本不值一提。现在只要上网打开谷歌翻译器，阅读及欣赏一封以俄罗斯文写下的遗书根本不成问题。然而，写封好遗书最大的障碍就在于时间。此话怎讲？试想想，自杀，多为以为极为悲观者（或忧郁症患者），在事业，感情，自尊或未来受到极大的创伤下，才做出的极端决定。这类决定，往往是短促的。一封上等遗书，估计也得花上至少一钟半刻，一时半载的时间。根据某大学的研究显示，每过一分钟，人们自杀的决心就会减少十分一。所以作者若能完成遗书，其理智早已恢复，自杀的勇气? 早散了。此时的遗书，也只能沦为轰动全球的绝世笑柄了。所以说一封绝世遗书的产生，除非作者有铁打的决心，就只能靠天时，地利，及人和的完美时机了。作者必须迅速的书写遗书之余，还必须有延续不断的打击一直冲击着作者，使作者寻死的念头不至于被时间所浇灭，但其打击又不能太强烈，以致作者的写作灵感受到影响。如此千载难逢的时机，更令我们体会到一封好遗书的价值，所以我们要珍惜并鼓励所有有意自杀者在自杀前发挥自己的无限可能，写下一份遗书好交代身后事，同时也推广创作遗书的风气。当然，我们也千万不要为了创作遗书而刻意自杀，因为如此做法除了违反了人类存在的真谛外，也鄙视了生命的价值。
一封遗书的价值，就在于遗书公诸于世后作者的生命状态。如果在被人阅读的那一刻，作者仍然存在于人间，那遗书就是作者不爱惜生命的铁证，那作者与其遗书，必将遗臭万年；那如果遗书被公开的当儿，作者已经往生，而遗书又写得可圈可点的话，这将不只是文学上的一大佳作，也将是供医学精神科界的权威们钻究忧郁症病人以及自杀者心态的必读参考资料，那肯定是流芳百世，扬名立万了。
最后，请写遗书者切记，若欲将遗书公开于世，那请在自杀前将遗书收藏在警察人员或者是CSI （案发现场侦查官）难以寻获的的地方，若能将遗书寄至报馆那就更为保险，因为根据法律条规，遗留在死亡现场的所有可疑物品，将一概被列为呈堂证物，一律不得公开，而且一旦被查收，便不得归还。也记得在遗书上就下特定记号如签名，指纹，名字，唾液或者身份证副本以表明身份。有了令人拍案叫绝的遗书，才会有更为多姿多彩的世界，我们应该好好珍惜这些可谓“人生之绝作，文章之离骚”的文学绝作。
（本文主旨只为分享遗书之创作技巧及其价值，并非怂恿读者留书自尽，所以所有的自杀投诉及贬义批评，恕本人将不予理会）
3/25/2010
it's been a while...
blogging exited my life for quite awhile,starting from the day i'd lost my way in the whirlpool of confusion.the return of blogging into in life,means i've found a way,not to escape the annoying torpedo,but to live in it.
a quarter of 2010 passed, and it's not a positive one..well..at least it's not to me.it's the time when all good things come to an end,and everything seems, sounds and even smelled bad to u.christ, dealing with it is so so harsh,and it is even harsher thn the feeling when u stick ur nose to someone's asshole at the moment he fart.it's bloody bullshit.
time passed so fast tat i didnt even post to wish myself on my birthday.i must be in a pretty bad shape on tat time.fuh...i'd rather skip tat part of my story.
and btw...our school are having brilliant ideas again in 2010.at first we need to tie a tie...a somewhat annoying rule,but i managed to withstand it somehow,and today,we are force..asked i mean,to go to a bengkel (a ceramah-like event) in the classy MGU hotel.it is so classy tat even my dad dont know it's location.and the worst is...at the same time,the holy sekolah menengah chung hwa are having the outrageous pesta bahasa...we missed the last pesta bahasa during our school year.T.T
but...yes but(means there are some positive side after all),the sincerity of Mr Lim and the teachers tat 主办-ed the ceramah are unquestionable. all the ceramahs tat were held,are really helpful.i'm feeling quite guilty actually..for blaming the teachers for "asking" us to skip the pesta...but,it's really enjoyable lah...no offence la really,but still...it's really really really enjoyable eh...haiz..
lastly,congrats the two sc3-s,as 4sc3 achieve runner up in english dikir barat contest,and 5sc3 who won in the form 5 category.
and also to saudara Tan,who now enjoys the warmth of the uni life...x)
a quarter of 2010 passed, and it's not a positive one..well..at least it's not to me.it's the time when all good things come to an end,and everything seems, sounds and even smelled bad to u.christ, dealing with it is so so harsh,and it is even harsher thn the feeling when u stick ur nose to someone's asshole at the moment he fart.it's bloody bullshit.
time passed so fast tat i didnt even post to wish myself on my birthday.i must be in a pretty bad shape on tat time.fuh...i'd rather skip tat part of my story.
and btw...our school are having brilliant ideas again in 2010.at first we need to tie a tie...a somewhat annoying rule,but i managed to withstand it somehow,and today,we are force..asked i mean,to go to a bengkel (a ceramah-like event) in the classy MGU hotel.it is so classy tat even my dad dont know it's location.and the worst is...at the same time,the holy sekolah menengah chung hwa are having the outrageous pesta bahasa...we missed the last pesta bahasa during our school year.T.T
but...yes but(means there are some positive side after all),the sincerity of Mr Lim and the teachers tat 主办-ed the ceramah are unquestionable. all the ceramahs tat were held,are really helpful.i'm feeling quite guilty actually..for blaming the teachers for "asking" us to skip the pesta...but,it's really enjoyable lah...no offence la really,but still...it's really really really enjoyable eh...haiz..
lastly,congrats the two sc3-s,as 4sc3 achieve runner up in english dikir barat contest,and 5sc3 who won in the form 5 category.
and also to saudara Tan,who now enjoys the warmth of the uni life...x)
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