Tuesday, February 27, 2007

.hey, back again.

my feet hurts so much i think a baby dinosaur is about to explode out from it. it's been getting worse since the fourth day of chinese new year. thank god it didn't actually start on the first day of chinese new year, or i'd be a hopping bunny everywhere i go.

i went for an incision four days ago i think. the blardy doctor cut it, pressed it like he was stomping on those para-para machines and then told me... "tak de apa pun" which literally translates to... "there's nothing".

after all those torture you mother fucking idiot, you're telling me that there's nothing coming out from this point of fuck up?


i'm not really in the mood to blog today but i just need some things to occupy my mind.

i have streamyx in my house. which is way cooler than astro. i've been thinking of getting astro but with work coming soon and all.. i guess the net's a better choice.

remember the death card i was dealt with the other day?

it's really kinda true. i'm facing a new job soon.

i also think today is the day i've been brought low and down to the root of humility. but only so that i can soar higher from now on.

(cheee...wah... gaya nampak.)

really. i don't think anything can bring me deeper down the hole i'm in. it can only get higher from here.

before i venture into my new job... i'm thinking of going to a buttload of places and going backpacking somewhere. better cure my feet fast though.


Monday, February 26, 2007

.minor updates.

i have streamyx in my house.... *smiles indiscreetly*

anyway, i'm thinking of the most awaited movie this year.... at least for me.

pirates of the caribbean III
spiderman III

anything else i missed out?

oh and the last installment of Harry Potter's book. (i know it's not a movie but what the heck.)

Friday, February 16, 2007

Gong Xi Fa Cai

Happy belated Valentine day and Happy Chinese New Year!

.i got the death tarot card.

All four types of tarot image including the type i chose on top.

You are Death

Change, Transformation, Alteration.

People fear this card, but if you want to change your life, this is one of the best indicators for it. Whatever happens, life will be different. Yes, the Death card can signal a death in the right circumstances (a question about a very sick or old relative, for example), but unlike its dramatic presentation in the movies, the Death card is far more likely to signal transformation, passage, change. Scorpio, the sign of this card, has three forms: scorpion, serpent, eagle. The Death card indicates this transition from lower to higher to highest. This is a card of humility, and it may mean you have been brought low, but only so that you can then go higher than ever before. Death "humbles" all, but it also "exults." Always keep in mind that on this card of darkness there is featured a sunrise as well. You could be ready for a change.

(i am...)

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

Found this from Aileen.

.some fucked up politician.

if the world had some kind of high standard job for idiots, it would encompass politicians.

if the fact that the lucky draw and all shits like that aren't enough of an indication that politicians are dumb, wait till they top themselves up with more stupidity.

the Star today reported that Mat Rempits will be awarded motorbikes for helping the public catch snatch thieves.

can DIE ok?

did someone die and forgot to remind the public that the most probable people who are snatch thieves .. ARE ACTUALLY MAT REMPITS?

yeah, nvm....

and they said that in order to redeem the prize, they have to catch at least 30 snatch thieves. So, once you've caught one... go roaming around your motorbikes terrorizing people to fill up your quota k? you need another 29 to get a brand new bike so you can mod the hell out of it.

obviously there's something wrong with the brains of politicians, these idealistic ideas that they have are not backed up with some common sense. all they have is some stupid dumb ass brain filled with sugar, spice and everything nice. they're like the dumbed down male version of powerpuff girls.

lazy to write more.....

advice to all politicians, don't procreate. you're dumbing down the gene pool of the universe. instead... go kill yourself and save humanity in the process.

.update from hiatus : scholl bitch.

My letter of complain to Scholl.

I am a customer of Scholl for quite some time and throughout these years, I can proudly say that Scholl has been a provider of quality footwear. However, a recent turn of events disappointed me in terms of customer service and quality of Scholl branded footwear.

A month ago, my mother purchased a product of Scholl in Quennsbay Mall, Penang, Malaysia with my recommendation. She purchased it with the intention of using it on a special occasion.

So, it wasn't until a few days ago that she wore it for a special event or function. However, the quality of the footwear was appalling at best. Not only did the product hurt her feet so much that we had to purchase a sandal on the way back, but the heel of the shoe was ripped off from the shoe.

I'm sure this turn of event on such an important day is traumatizing and disappointing. However, I persuaded her and said that I'm sure if the quality of Scholl is questionable, they will find a way to make amends.

That was not true as I found out yesterday. When I went to make a complain at the Scholl boutique, I was greeted with less than a happy face and her facial expression showed as if we were there to cheat her of her products.

We told her of our predicament and the problem encountered. We gave her the details of the purchase and even showed her the shoe that was still on display. We wanted something to be done as we paid a premium price for a quality shoe. If we wanted some substandard shoes, we could've gone to the night market. Any complications that arose thereafter can be solved with the garbage can. We wouldn't complain anyway.

The supervisor of the boutique scowled and told the sales girl that such a thing was impossible. Although she thought it was out of my earshot, I distinctly heard her. When I asked her what she was telling the sales girl, she didn't want to mention it again. This accusation shows that she thinks us, the customer, has tried to cheat her by deliberately destroying the heels of our shoe. I am really disappointed by this level of customer service and accusation.

We then asked her about the problem and gave her the details. She said that we had to bring it in and she will send it to the factory for repairs. This was acceptable but we asked her when we can reclaim the product. She says she has no idea. That was still acceptable. However, the fact that she was reluctant to tell us we will be charged for the repair until i pressed on with my questions show that she is dishonest in her sales and customer service.

I am deeply disappointed at the level of customer service provided by this particular person and although she is just a rotten apple among thousands, it is still a bad image for Scholl. She is a representative of the Scholl brand and I take this case seriously as a customer.

I want to know what will the Scholl management do in regards to the product and the staff for this outlet.

p/s: motorbikes for mat rempits who catch snatch thiefs? i CANNOT NOT blog about this k?

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

.the crossroad of life.

this is the crossroad of my life and i click my eye as i take this adventure.

i wont be blogging until further notice.

this is a blog hiatus. i think i kinda need it after all i've been through.
life just isn't running as i expected. i need time to heal my soul and my mind.

personally, i can't think of anything to write anymore. life is a big bunch of shit for me. it's too complicated.

i worry about the things that are not supposed to matter but they mean a lot to me.
and the things that i'm supposed to worry, that matters... i hardly care about them.

so, i think i need time to clear my mind and my life. get everything reorganized and then leave my life for a while. to think about stuffs...

i'm still young... but it feels as if i've been shoved a burden so big it ain't real.

i dreamt about you yesterday. it's so surreal that i woke up wishing it was true. that you were there.

i smile and i laugh when i speak to you... when i talk to you. but it hurts me so much. do you know that? i bet you think it's easy for me to let go? when you said it's bad if i can't let you go. i know that too. i don't need you to tell me that. i kinda understand that the minute i fell for you.

you're the most perfect thing that i never planned for. i never wanted to fall into this pit so black i doubt i'll ever see the silhouette of the sun again.

but i'm clawing my way out.

i'll be a ghost from now on. forever here for you and wishing you happiness.
but i'm afraid that once you found it...
i'll never be able to hear your voice call my name again.

"if you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with."

as i'm hearing to this john legend's where did my baby go in my ipod, i feel nice. there's something soothing about listening to him... his music is food for my soul. i've been putting him on replay like since forever.

this is the end, for this blog. but not forever.
chow. ;)

wish me luck people.

ps: dad, i wish you were here. i wish you could just laugh at my stupidity and say... life goes on. i miss you more than ever. you'd always give me advice. nonsensical advices which come to think of it... makes me think you don't even care. but i guess it's because you know better

.cny preparation.

guess who had their hair dyed for CNY?!

Monday, February 5, 2007



fuck, i think i'm getting old for blogging. all my angsty teenage posts are like... lost.
read here
here and here .

now, all that's left out of me are some philosophical shitload which i can't even understand. enough about those mushy i love you and you love me stuff. if you're not getting sick of it, i am. best friends are forever, lovers suck. they literally do.

i don't know, there's something refreshing about writing in this blog over these couple of years. i've kept friends updated about my life. i've ranted and ranted and bitched about people anonymously. i've pretty much pimped and croaked everything and everyone i think interesting... i even pimp pictures here. you know, half artistic pictures of mine which i think are like worth millions of dollars but are actually worth dick.

i've been watching a lot of movies these few days cause i wanted to get my mind off someone. and boy, i know it's not good for health but staying up late and watching movie marathons... there's something satisfying about it. ;)

i told you, you're not good for my health. you're my health hazard. yes, you know who you are.

Saturday, February 3, 2007

.5 years ago.

Got this from my Friendster bulletin.
Nice to look back sometimes.

Back then...

How old were you?:

Where did you go to school?:

Where did you work?:
let me see now, for school, i work in the library, my room... basically, that's it.
i seldom work anyway.

Where did you live?:
in Bagan Ajam, Butterworth (permanently)
in Skudai, KSDS (campus)

Where did you hang out?:
there was no Jusco yet, so.... McDonalds, Mamak, my best friend's room, the hall of KSDS playing checkers, chess or carom.

How was your hair style?:
short... (i think)

Did you wear braces?:

Did you wear glasses?:
yes. since when did i not wear them?
yeah, i didn't wear them when i was in Standard three.

Who was your best friend?:
Say Yee

Who was your regular-person crush?:
my ex-girlfriend

Who was your celebrity crush?:
Kristin Kreuk

How many tattoos did you have?:

How many piercings did you have?:
one. on my left ear.

What car did you drive?:
Proton Saga 1.5 Manual

What was your favorite band/group?:
i dunno... i don't think i have one that time.

What was your worst fear?
taking a shit in the common bathroom.

Had you smoked a cigarette yet?:

Had you driven yet?:
yes, that's where the car comes in handy.

Had you been arrested?:
stopped, yes. arrested, no.

Had you been to a real party yet?:

Had your heart broken?:

single :)

NOW : 2007

How old are you?:

What grade are you in?:
working lar babe.

Where do you go to school?:
u mean did?

Where do you work?:

Where do you live?:
Raja Uda

Where do you hang out?:
Starbucks, Coffee Bean, Old Town, Mamak Stall, my room. :)

Do you have braces?:

Do you wear glasses?:

Who is your best friend?
i've a lot of them. MiniMars, JollyYeap, SuperbSeng and Tofuny.

Still talk to any of your old friends?:
all the time. :)

Who is your celebrity crush?:
Zhang Ziyi

How many piercings do you have:

How many tattoos?:

What kind of car do you have?:

What is your favorite band/group?:

What is your biggest fear:
being alone. i heart my friends. and i heart her.

Have you been arrested since?:

Has your heart been broken?:
a lot of times, by the same girl.
but i still heart her.

life is a rollercoaster ride with one seat for me.

Friday, February 2, 2007

.filler post.

i laughed out lol and rolled twice when i heard this :

"american women use the mouth. you don't use the mouth."

listen to the person who was caught cheating on his wife on live radio here.

.creative suite 3.

Adobe Photoshop CS 3 Beta!


*back to designing.


i'm on steroids.

Thursday, February 1, 2007

.root of happiness.

life is a plethora of things. life is a combination of things which we think make up the reason of our existence.

have you ever wondered the world without you?
we all make a change to this system of circular design somehow. whether we want it or not. and only to those who desire to make a change will accomplish a bigger difference in this world.

in all our earnest and vigour to search for the illusive materials that will define who we are in this world, we largely forget what are the things that really matter most.

as i was taking a bath, i wondered how will my life affect the people around me. my family and my friends. if being rich and chasing the means to obtain what we WANT is considered affection, then there's a lot of other people who will excel in life and a lot more who won't.

i believe god make us up as equals. which is why we all have a chance to excel in this life. yes, being poor is hard and certainly not a good thing for the ego, but it is not the end of the world.

we can all make a living in this world. it's only a matter of making the right choices, knowing our priorities and spending within means.

then what exactly is it that people chase all their life?
subconsciously, we all chase for one thing only.

Love. believe it or not, all those wealth are not for the pradas and guccis, it is to guarantee a better life for those that matter around us.

be it our parents, brothers or children. we do it because we seek approval and we seek comfort; from and for those around us.

in all evolutionary process, we forgot where we start. and this evolutionary process taking now is making us lose sight of the root and cause of the reason we chase material wealth in the first place.

it is for love... not for hatred.

be it wealthy or poor, control your destiny by giving and forgiving.

chase the money, don't let it chase you.
control your wealth, don't let it control you.
love people, don't love money.

we all have a surviving chance because of love. and no matter how bad or how down you are, that one moment when you offer to share your meal with the person beside you is the defining moment of your life.

and for that one person, you are his hero.

.random lessons.

When we look down, we know how big we are. When we look up, we realize how small we are. When we look in front, we see the obstacles and l...