My friend Jasmin. Lent me a piece of paper to act as a bookmark.
After I marked my book. She took it out of the book and said, "let me give you a better book mark."
(She didn't mark the page I was at before she took out the book mark)
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
Fossil
It's been a really long time since i've left a mark at this place.
Life's been really good so far. I can safely say that I lack nothing, in fact, the only thing i lack is a lack of weight loss. Which really means that I've gained (weight), which is not really a bad thing (to some people). But in my case, it most definitely is not a good thing.
I've begun blading or rather I've begun picking up blading once again because the missus is an avid blader. To this date, I've bladed 4 times which has seen me evolve from a panda with wheels for feet, to a whale which can't stop.
Work has been kind. I would have done nothing to date if my friend didn't randomly ask me to help some random manager to do some random job for 4 hours. At least now my duck is broken and before you know it, the work will just keep coming.
The premier league has been interesting to say the least. Hull City is currently in 3rd place, Tottenham is still last with an amazing tally of 2 points from 7 games. And most shocking of all, Loserpool is 2nd place! Imagine that! Who would have thought that they would be a title contender! Well it's too soon to predict anything but I would be suprised to see Loserpool still in contention for the title come December.
Msn is over-rated. Once you're online for 8 hours a day 5 days a week, well, make that 6 hours a day once you factor in lunch time. You realise that there aren't that many people you genuinely want to talk to. And forcing a conversation for 6 hours straight is just that. Forced.
My friend since 10 just broke up. She's doing surprisingly well, despite her decision to suddenly mobilise me. Which made me I think that she was really upset, only to see her surprisingly, well!
There are exactly 4 circular lights above where I am sitting. Of which only 3 are working. And in a weird way, I think it relates back to my friends, of which there are only 4 of us left in the office. One has gone to Queens Way to buy shoes... That leaves us with only 3. The difference is that out of these 3 workers, only 1 is working. But at least there are still 3 of us...
Life's been really good so far. I can safely say that I lack nothing, in fact, the only thing i lack is a lack of weight loss. Which really means that I've gained (weight), which is not really a bad thing (to some people). But in my case, it most definitely is not a good thing.
I've begun blading or rather I've begun picking up blading once again because the missus is an avid blader. To this date, I've bladed 4 times which has seen me evolve from a panda with wheels for feet, to a whale which can't stop.
Work has been kind. I would have done nothing to date if my friend didn't randomly ask me to help some random manager to do some random job for 4 hours. At least now my duck is broken and before you know it, the work will just keep coming.
The premier league has been interesting to say the least. Hull City is currently in 3rd place, Tottenham is still last with an amazing tally of 2 points from 7 games. And most shocking of all, Loserpool is 2nd place! Imagine that! Who would have thought that they would be a title contender! Well it's too soon to predict anything but I would be suprised to see Loserpool still in contention for the title come December.
Msn is over-rated. Once you're online for 8 hours a day 5 days a week, well, make that 6 hours a day once you factor in lunch time. You realise that there aren't that many people you genuinely want to talk to. And forcing a conversation for 6 hours straight is just that. Forced.
My friend since 10 just broke up. She's doing surprisingly well, despite her decision to suddenly mobilise me. Which made me I think that she was really upset, only to see her surprisingly, well!
There are exactly 4 circular lights above where I am sitting. Of which only 3 are working. And in a weird way, I think it relates back to my friends, of which there are only 4 of us left in the office. One has gone to Queens Way to buy shoes... That leaves us with only 3. The difference is that out of these 3 workers, only 1 is working. But at least there are still 3 of us...
Monday, May 26, 2008
I.DONT.UNDERSTAND.WHAT.IS.SO.DIFFICULT.ABOUT.GETTING.TAXI.DRIVERS.TO.TURN.ON.THEIR.METERS.
It just goes to show how effective law enforcement is in a country. If they cannot even regulate a regulated industry like the taxi industry, one can only wonder how effective they will be when other issues such as organized crime comes about. Little wonder then that the crime rate is so fucking high in this country. Cases of girls being kidnapped 100m away from their homes before getting raped then killed are so common here, I hardly bat an eyelid when I hear about it.
The situation regarding taxi drivers are so bad that even the hotel staff shyly admit that the ride would cost me RM 4 by meter, which is never turned on. So be prepared to pay RM 7 usually but do NOT pay more than RM 10. Fantastic.
Day 2, we boarded a cab who demanded RM 20 and despite the fact he refused to lower the price he started driving off. Mother fucker. Finally we settled at RM 10 but that’s not the point.
What is the problem with this country. Even often maligned China has managed to control the problem of taxi touting by ensuring that complaints are not just heard but attended to and affirmative action taken. In fact, in all major cities in the middle kingdom, one does not have to even ask the drivers to turn on the meter.
I can only reckon that complaints in this city just provide an opportunity for the regulators to earn some extra pocket money. I mean why bother punishing them when one can make a quick buck out of them. When policemen regularly stop foreign cars asking for “coffee” money what more underpaid regulators.
It’s situations like this that make me smirk to myself when I remember their goal of reaching the status of a developed nation by 2020. I think they confused the positions of 0 and 2.
It just goes to show how effective law enforcement is in a country. If they cannot even regulate a regulated industry like the taxi industry, one can only wonder how effective they will be when other issues such as organized crime comes about. Little wonder then that the crime rate is so fucking high in this country. Cases of girls being kidnapped 100m away from their homes before getting raped then killed are so common here, I hardly bat an eyelid when I hear about it.
The situation regarding taxi drivers are so bad that even the hotel staff shyly admit that the ride would cost me RM 4 by meter, which is never turned on. So be prepared to pay RM 7 usually but do NOT pay more than RM 10. Fantastic.
Day 2, we boarded a cab who demanded RM 20 and despite the fact he refused to lower the price he started driving off. Mother fucker. Finally we settled at RM 10 but that’s not the point.
What is the problem with this country. Even often maligned China has managed to control the problem of taxi touting by ensuring that complaints are not just heard but attended to and affirmative action taken. In fact, in all major cities in the middle kingdom, one does not have to even ask the drivers to turn on the meter.
I can only reckon that complaints in this city just provide an opportunity for the regulators to earn some extra pocket money. I mean why bother punishing them when one can make a quick buck out of them. When policemen regularly stop foreign cars asking for “coffee” money what more underpaid regulators.
It’s situations like this that make me smirk to myself when I remember their goal of reaching the status of a developed nation by 2020. I think they confused the positions of 0 and 2.
Monday, April 21, 2008
How many times have we thought that things would be different only if we slowed down, thought things through. And listened to what other people had to say instead. But aren't we all just human, so fixated on what we want, so caught up with what we can get that we're just flowing along the current of self glorification, slapping ourselves on the back every step of the way. Isn't it just a human instinct to satisfy our own needs before we start to look else where. I mean how can I help you if I can't help myself. Aren't we just human at the end of the day, with ourselves conceivably more important than anything or anyone else for that matter. After all, American values - individualism, carried along radio and TV waves that have been multiplied by the Internet has long planted the seeds on self justification that are so ingrained in us that who can blame us now for thinking "Who cares about what anyone else thinks as long as I'm happy."
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Real life!
A group was doing a presentation in class using powerpoint. The title heading read, "New South Whales".
NEW SOUTH WHALES!
NEW SOUTH WHALES!
NEW SOUTH WHALES!
NEW SOUTH WHALES!
AHAHAHAHAHHAHA!
IT'S WALES! NOT WHALES!
WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!
NEW SOUTH WHALES!
NEW SOUTH WHALES!
NEW SOUTH WHALES!
NEW SOUTH WHALES!
AHAHAHAHAHHAHA!
IT'S WALES! NOT WHALES!
WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!WALES!
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Johnny English!
Jo
Hey fellas, don't be jealous, when they made him they broke the mold.
So charismatic, with an automatic,
Never prematurely shooting his load, Pow!
Hey fellas, don't be jealous, when they made him they broke the mold.
So charismatic, with an automatic,
Never prematurely shooting his load, Pow!
Friday, April 04, 2008
I love how this song is just dripping with sarcasm behind such a happy and upbeat tune.
Antonio Banderas and Madonna---Oh What A Circus
lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
(Che:)
Oh what a circus, oh what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right
Oh what an exit, that's how to go
When they're ringing your curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?
She had her moments, she had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all gonna see and how, she did nothing for years
(Crowd:)
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
Hail, oh queen, mother of mercy
Our life, sweetness, and hope
Hail, hail, oh queen
To you we cry, exiled sons of Eve
To you we sigh, mourning and weeping
Oh clement, oh loving one
(Che:)
You let down your people Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted, not much to ask for
But in the end you could not deliver
Sing you fools, but you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
And she's not coming back to you
Show business kept us all alive
Since seventeen October 1945
But the star has gone, the glamour's worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be in
Instead of government we had a stage
Instead of ideas, a prima donna's rage
Instead of help we were given a crowd
She didn't say much, but she said it loud
Sing you fools, but you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you
(Crowd:)
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina Peron
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
(Eva:)
Don't cry for me Argentina
For I am ordinary, unimportant
And undeserving of such attention
Unless we all are, I think we all are
So share my glory, so share my coffin
So share my glory, so share my coffin
(Che:)
It's our funeral too
Antonio Banderas and Madonna---Oh What A Circus
lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
(Che:)
Oh what a circus, oh what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right
Oh what an exit, that's how to go
When they're ringing your curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?
She had her moments, she had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all gonna see and how, she did nothing for years
(Crowd:)
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
Hail, oh queen, mother of mercy
Our life, sweetness, and hope
Hail, hail, oh queen
To you we cry, exiled sons of Eve
To you we sigh, mourning and weeping
Oh clement, oh loving one
(Che:)
You let down your people Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted, not much to ask for
But in the end you could not deliver
Sing you fools, but you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
And she's not coming back to you
Show business kept us all alive
Since seventeen October 1945
But the star has gone, the glamour's worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be in
Instead of government we had a stage
Instead of ideas, a prima donna's rage
Instead of help we were given a crowd
She didn't say much, but she said it loud
Sing you fools, but you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you
(Crowd:)
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina Peron
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
(Eva:)
Don't cry for me Argentina
For I am ordinary, unimportant
And undeserving of such attention
Unless we all are, I think we all are
So share my glory, so share my coffin
So share my glory, so share my coffin
(Che:)
It's our funeral too
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Grammar check gone wrong
Dear Students,
Our internet is experienced some intermittent problems this afternoon.
We suspect the problems could be due to abnormality of a server supporting the internet services. The server has been rebooted and the service restore to normal now. We are still monitoring the situation and had escalated the problems to our vendor for follow up.
We sincerely apologize to the inconvenience caused.
Regards
Serene
Our internet is experienced some intermittent problems this afternoon.
We suspect the problems could be due to abnormality of a server supporting the internet services. The server has been rebooted and the service restore to normal now. We are still monitoring the situation and had escalated the problems to our vendor for follow up.
We sincerely apologize to the inconvenience caused.
Regards
Serene
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
I finally watched Fitna and i am amazed.
I'm amazed at the audacity of the producer, in producing such a film.
I'm amazed at what he claims to be stated in the Koran. You have to watch it.
I'm amazed (not as much), at what the some of them have preached.
I'm amazed at how they describe Jews. Especially when they asked a little girl if she knew of Jews and she referred to them as swines.
I'm amazed at the backlash it has received and I'm wondering if there would be a similar backlash if someone did something like that with the bible.
I'm amazed at the producer's conclusion, "It's up to the Muslims to take out these pages of the Koran." - As if that's going to happen.
I'm amazed at the audacity of the producer, in producing such a film.
I'm amazed at what he claims to be stated in the Koran. You have to watch it.
I'm amazed (not as much), at what the some of them have preached.
I'm amazed at how they describe Jews. Especially when they asked a little girl if she knew of Jews and she referred to them as swines.
I'm amazed at the backlash it has received and I'm wondering if there would be a similar backlash if someone did something like that with the bible.
I'm amazed at the producer's conclusion, "It's up to the Muslims to take out these pages of the Koran." - As if that's going to happen.
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Quote of the day
"I prefer playing munchkins than drinking with ugly girls." - Gay salsa dancer, 1983 - 19xx (Date to be determined when his girlfriend reads this.)
How apt. I'll drink to THAT.
How apt. I'll drink to THAT.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Wii
good friday turned out to be better than expected. with a mahjong game before they
decided to play wii. which ended up with them looking like this.
(the video has not been uploaded due to the pending authorization of the participants involved. at this point, i must say that they looked most unglamorous in the video, explaining the lack of authorization.)
decided to play wii. which ended up with them looking like this.
(the video has not been uploaded due to the pending authorization of the participants involved. at this point, i must say that they looked most unglamorous in the video, explaining the lack of authorization.)
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
I finally have a breather. Wednesday will be my last presentation in SMU. Meanwhile, I’ve already submitted my last report for the school. The feeling is just kind of weird. Not that I’m complaining though.
My beloved sister drove my car, got the tire punctured. Called me to tell me that it was punctured. And asked if I could take the car back to change the tire for her.
All this while, one thought was running through my head. Do I look like a mechanic? Thinking that I didn’t, I told her to go change the tire to the spare and I’ll take the car to the workshop to repair the busted tire.
At 3pm, I called her to ask her where the car was and whether I could go take it.
“Yeah! It’s at my in-laws place. You can go and take it. * PAUSE * but I haven’t changed the tires yet…. Sorry…”
Seriously. So guess who had to call his childhood friends to go with him to her in-laws place, spend almost 30 minutes trying to change the tire in the mother fucking rain. Before bringing the tire to the tire shop where he got the BEST service ever.
At the tire shop…
I parked the car, got out of the car, INTO THE RAIN AGAIN and proceeded to open my boot. “Uncle ar, can help me repair this tire?”
To this, I got no reply. He just walked to the boot, took out the punctured tire and started doing what people do to repair punctured tires. At this time, another man got up and started to do an inspection around my car. He then took a jack and started raising the car to replace the spare tire. Note, all this was done without a single word being said to me. At this point, yx looked at me and said, “hey have they spoken to you yet?”
“No?”
“Then how do you know they know what you want them to do?”
“I dunno. But it looks like they’re doing the right thing…”
“ermmmm…. Good luck.”
After they changed the tire, one of them came up to me and said, “ten dollars”
I paid him the money and asked him to check the pressure on the rest of the tires. He turned and walk away, checked all the tires, walked back and gave me a thumbs up sign. Seriously. What is wrong with people now a days.
My beloved sister drove my car, got the tire punctured. Called me to tell me that it was punctured. And asked if I could take the car back to change the tire for her.
All this while, one thought was running through my head. Do I look like a mechanic? Thinking that I didn’t, I told her to go change the tire to the spare and I’ll take the car to the workshop to repair the busted tire.
At 3pm, I called her to ask her where the car was and whether I could go take it.
“Yeah! It’s at my in-laws place. You can go and take it. * PAUSE * but I haven’t changed the tires yet…. Sorry…”
Seriously. So guess who had to call his childhood friends to go with him to her in-laws place, spend almost 30 minutes trying to change the tire in the mother fucking rain. Before bringing the tire to the tire shop where he got the BEST service ever.
At the tire shop…
I parked the car, got out of the car, INTO THE RAIN AGAIN and proceeded to open my boot. “Uncle ar, can help me repair this tire?”
To this, I got no reply. He just walked to the boot, took out the punctured tire and started doing what people do to repair punctured tires. At this time, another man got up and started to do an inspection around my car. He then took a jack and started raising the car to replace the spare tire. Note, all this was done without a single word being said to me. At this point, yx looked at me and said, “hey have they spoken to you yet?”
“No?”
“Then how do you know they know what you want them to do?”
“I dunno. But it looks like they’re doing the right thing…”
“ermmmm…. Good luck.”
After they changed the tire, one of them came up to me and said, “ten dollars”
I paid him the money and asked him to check the pressure on the rest of the tires. He turned and walk away, checked all the tires, walked back and gave me a thumbs up sign. Seriously. What is wrong with people now a days.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
THE WII IS EVIL
these 4 games have taken up so much of my time... it's really disgusting.
In chronological order of course.
In chronological order of course.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
What exactly does it mean to have privacy?
Is privacy over rated?
Does privacy clash with the freedom of expression? Should I be free to express anything I want, it would be inevitable that one of those things I choose to express would fall within someone’s privacy sphere. For example, if I slept with a girl at a party, then would my right to tell everyone about it be stronger than her right to want to keep it secret? Then, the question would be would I get my freedom of expression or would the other person’s privacy prevail?
Should there be a winner, then we can say that society favours 1 over the other. But does society favour freedom of expression over the right to privacy or the other way around? The answer that some are proposing would be proportionality. Whether the right to privacy outweigh my freedom of expression.
What approach should the law take?
Should aspects of privacy that have an economic interest be treated differently? Should celebrities who court publicity then be protected by an invasion of privacy? It is after all in their line of work to court and seek publicity. Then someone bite the hand that feeds them, who is at fault? Should celebrities be granted the same protection as the common man in the street?
These are just some of the questions I have to answer for my paper. And I believe it is sufficiently thought provoking to let all you people know about it. So read it, think about it or just do nothing at all. I don’t quite care.
Is privacy over rated?
Does privacy clash with the freedom of expression? Should I be free to express anything I want, it would be inevitable that one of those things I choose to express would fall within someone’s privacy sphere. For example, if I slept with a girl at a party, then would my right to tell everyone about it be stronger than her right to want to keep it secret? Then, the question would be would I get my freedom of expression or would the other person’s privacy prevail?
Should there be a winner, then we can say that society favours 1 over the other. But does society favour freedom of expression over the right to privacy or the other way around? The answer that some are proposing would be proportionality. Whether the right to privacy outweigh my freedom of expression.
What approach should the law take?
Should aspects of privacy that have an economic interest be treated differently? Should celebrities who court publicity then be protected by an invasion of privacy? It is after all in their line of work to court and seek publicity. Then someone bite the hand that feeds them, who is at fault? Should celebrities be granted the same protection as the common man in the street?
These are just some of the questions I have to answer for my paper. And I believe it is sufficiently thought provoking to let all you people know about it. So read it, think about it or just do nothing at all. I don’t quite care.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Death of a Clown - The Kinks
My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin
I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamers whip doesnt crack anymore
The lions they wont fight and the tigers wont roar
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
So lets all drink to the death of a clown
Wont someone help me to break up this crown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor
Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
And frantically looking for runaway fleas
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
So wont someone help me to break up this crown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin
I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamers whip doesnt crack anymore
The lions they wont fight and the tigers wont roar
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
So lets all drink to the death of a clown
Wont someone help me to break up this crown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor
Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
And frantically looking for runaway fleas
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
So wont someone help me to break up this crown
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Lets all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Monday, March 03, 2008
Sunday, March 02, 2008
I have so many things due. A law paper due on the 18th of march. A group written report and powerpoint slides due on the 13th of march. I just sent out my FIIM report at 3am last night though I think it ended off pretty badly mainly because I got lazy. I did not have time to go through the final report of my other law mod last night. I think one of my group mate’s really pissed off with me. Like REALLY pissed off.
And I have to prepare for my presentation tomorrow. Double fucking balls.
I just got out of a 30 page report, 1,230 pages of data entry - which I had to do to clear my cip hours so that I can gradute. I get that it’s really no one’s fault but mine, once you factor in that I had 3.5 years to fucking finish 80 hours…
I also had to do the power point slides for this project, finish the power point slides for another project. So there’s my break week. Saturday would have been a good day to take a break but I stupidly promised some people that I’ll play touch for them. Balls.
The world is just not spinning the way I want it to.
My mom seems to have taken a new stance of emotional black mail along the lines of “I want to come home but there’s no one at home and I’m really lonely.”
This after she tried the hard way of, “ you better come home or I’ll not give you any more money.”
I hope that I could employ some poor sucker in india or china to do my stuff for me. I’ll pay him a fair wage of S$2 per hour. Hell that’s 10 yuan man. Think about it.
I have a great interest in politics in Malaysia at the moment. I sincerely want BN to lose badly but still retain control of the government. Stability is of course more important that a petty want of mine. But should they lose popular vote, they would have so much internal strife going on, they might just sell us a part of JB. That would be cool but what are the odds.
I want to just sit down with my friends and play wii the whole day. Mario super charged strikers anyone?
I had the mother of all lectures yesterday, courtesy of the girlfriend’s dad. I’ve never heard anyone utter so many hard truths in 30 minutes.
My white macbook now has a black protector. Because I lost the one my girlfriend bought for me and she didn’t want the one I bought for her. Are you confused yet you stupid shits.
Everyone keeps asking me what does loose lips sink ships mean. In case you’re all wondering, it’s nothing personally. It’s a world war 2 slogan which actually goes, “loose lips might sink ships”. It used to warn the public (especially the media) to be careful with what they utter in public. The poster’s words were worded like this, LOOSE LIPS might SINK SHIPS, coining the phrase loose lips sink ships. And I came across it while reading world war v 2.1 an alternative history book. And surprise surprise! It’s on world war 2! It struck me again after watching JUNO where one song goes by the title loose lips. So there it is.
And I have to prepare for my presentation tomorrow. Double fucking balls.
I just got out of a 30 page report, 1,230 pages of data entry - which I had to do to clear my cip hours so that I can gradute. I get that it’s really no one’s fault but mine, once you factor in that I had 3.5 years to fucking finish 80 hours…
I also had to do the power point slides for this project, finish the power point slides for another project. So there’s my break week. Saturday would have been a good day to take a break but I stupidly promised some people that I’ll play touch for them. Balls.
The world is just not spinning the way I want it to.
My mom seems to have taken a new stance of emotional black mail along the lines of “I want to come home but there’s no one at home and I’m really lonely.”
This after she tried the hard way of, “ you better come home or I’ll not give you any more money.”
I hope that I could employ some poor sucker in india or china to do my stuff for me. I’ll pay him a fair wage of S$2 per hour. Hell that’s 10 yuan man. Think about it.
I have a great interest in politics in Malaysia at the moment. I sincerely want BN to lose badly but still retain control of the government. Stability is of course more important that a petty want of mine. But should they lose popular vote, they would have so much internal strife going on, they might just sell us a part of JB. That would be cool but what are the odds.
I want to just sit down with my friends and play wii the whole day. Mario super charged strikers anyone?
I had the mother of all lectures yesterday, courtesy of the girlfriend’s dad. I’ve never heard anyone utter so many hard truths in 30 minutes.
My white macbook now has a black protector. Because I lost the one my girlfriend bought for me and she didn’t want the one I bought for her. Are you confused yet you stupid shits.
Everyone keeps asking me what does loose lips sink ships mean. In case you’re all wondering, it’s nothing personally. It’s a world war 2 slogan which actually goes, “loose lips might sink ships”. It used to warn the public (especially the media) to be careful with what they utter in public. The poster’s words were worded like this, LOOSE LIPS might SINK SHIPS, coining the phrase loose lips sink ships. And I came across it while reading world war v 2.1 an alternative history book. And surprise surprise! It’s on world war 2! It struck me again after watching JUNO where one song goes by the title loose lips. So there it is.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
The Velvet Underground lyrics - I'm Sticking With You
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
You held up a stage coach in the rain
And I'm doing the same
Saw you're hanging from a tree
And I made believe it was me
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
People going to the stratosphere
Soldiers fighting with the cong?
But with you by my side I can do anything
When we swing
We hang past right or wrong
I'll do anything for you
Anything you want me too
I'll do anything for you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
You held up a stage coach in the rain
And I'm doing the same
Saw you're hanging from a tree
And I made believe it was me
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
People going to the stratosphere
Soldiers fighting with the cong?
But with you by my side I can do anything
When we swing
We hang past right or wrong
I'll do anything for you
Anything you want me too
I'll do anything for you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Friday, February 15, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
My friend’s late today because “traffic’s a bitch and I’m still waiting for my bus.”
Well, is it my fault that traffic’s a bitch? Doesn’t everyone know that traffic tends to get heavy around 5 – 8 pm everyday? It’s called peak hour. Or is it only today that traffic’s heavy. And is it my fault that you’re waiting for you bus? Do you honestly expect me to buy that excuse?
You could have just left your house earlier so in order to make it ON TIME. On top of that, if you left your house earlier, then you’ll probably not STILL BE WAITING FOR THE BUS will you.
Or probably not. people tend to have a low locus of control. I stand corrected, people tend to have a low locus of control when they are looking for excuses. Traffic’s a bitch – not your fault. The bus is not coming – not your fault.
Don’t give me some lame ass excuse that you thought I’d be late because explicitly said that I was not going to be late. To top it off, I told you in explicit terms that I didn’t want to have to wait and that you should come on time. And you agreed.
Bitch.
I love arguments along the line of “I expect others to be late, therefore, I should come late so that I will not have to wait.”
That’s a fucking selfish argument, study it closely enough and you’ll see that the essence of that argument is that of self worth – inflated self worth. That it’s okay for others to wait because then, they’re doing the waiting, not you. Which essentially means that you believe your time is more valuable than the time of others and therefore, you are worth more than them.
What ever, I have 2 presentations tomorrow, I have a submission due on Friday and I’m still making the time to meet you.
Well, is it my fault that traffic’s a bitch? Doesn’t everyone know that traffic tends to get heavy around 5 – 8 pm everyday? It’s called peak hour. Or is it only today that traffic’s heavy. And is it my fault that you’re waiting for you bus? Do you honestly expect me to buy that excuse?
You could have just left your house earlier so in order to make it ON TIME. On top of that, if you left your house earlier, then you’ll probably not STILL BE WAITING FOR THE BUS will you.
Or probably not. people tend to have a low locus of control. I stand corrected, people tend to have a low locus of control when they are looking for excuses. Traffic’s a bitch – not your fault. The bus is not coming – not your fault.
Don’t give me some lame ass excuse that you thought I’d be late because explicitly said that I was not going to be late. To top it off, I told you in explicit terms that I didn’t want to have to wait and that you should come on time. And you agreed.
Bitch.
I love arguments along the line of “I expect others to be late, therefore, I should come late so that I will not have to wait.”
That’s a fucking selfish argument, study it closely enough and you’ll see that the essence of that argument is that of self worth – inflated self worth. That it’s okay for others to wait because then, they’re doing the waiting, not you. Which essentially means that you believe your time is more valuable than the time of others and therefore, you are worth more than them.
What ever, I have 2 presentations tomorrow, I have a submission due on Friday and I’m still making the time to meet you.
Monday, February 11, 2008
SML
PART 1
WHAT'S THE SML LINE AR?
IT'S CALLED THE SI MI LAN LINE!
HAHAHAHAHA
PART 2 (SAME JOKE)
WHAT DOES SML STAND FOR?
SI-MI-LAN!
*note, the sml stands for something that is used to measure the sometime of companies or industry or something like that. to me, it's the si-mi-lan-jiao line.
WHAT'S THE SML LINE AR?
IT'S CALLED THE SI MI LAN LINE!
HAHAHAHAHA
PART 2 (SAME JOKE)
WHAT DOES SML STAND FOR?
SI-MI-LAN!
*note, the sml stands for something that is used to measure the sometime of companies or industry or something like that. to me, it's the si-mi-lan-jiao line.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
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