Listen to the Sky Voice.

Emotionally absent.

2010-03-23T03:17:00.003+08:00

When you reach a crossroad, do you pick the conventional path? The path you know which will lead you down a long and winding journey which gets you to where you think you need to go?

Do you gamble? Take the road less chosen. The one which will take you through an exciting adventure. You may come out exhausted, but the adrenaline will drown out whatever the prior path would've given you.

But still...

You choose the conventional path. You chose the safety over the wild card.

And thought your reasons are valid; I still feel like it's not enough. Not enough to satisfy my curiosity to this anomaly.

Why do I miss everything about you? Your laugh, your smile, the contours of your hand, the way your nose wrinkles when you smile, the contours of your hand, the way you seek out for my hand when yours' is cold. Hell; I even love the way you look when you're annoyed.

Why do I feel like this? Something lower than trash and sludge. Even when it's not even me who is at fault? I can't get you out of my head. I close my eyes and I see your smile. I turn around and I see you at the corner of my eye. I turn up the volume of the radio and I laugh at how you sang to that song.

Screw this. I promised myself I wouldn't let myself get into a position where I can get hurt like this. And yet, I left myself vulnerable.

I broke my own goddamn heart.

So, screw this. Go live your life. As I will resume to live mine. Don't get me wrong; sure we can still be friends, etc, yadda yadda. But it doesn't mean I have to treat you as good as might treat a friend.

You have a long way to go.

Friendly Giant Syndrome

2009-12-15T03:09:00.001+08:00

You know how I escape the world? I just watch you smile, and everything around me fades away. The warmth of the setting sun wraps upon me like a blanket everytime your eyes meet mine. Without words; I invite you to take my hand. Life may not be the party we expected it to be, but while we are here; we should dance. - Musshy Johan.

Cut.

2009-12-14T18:39:00.002+08:00

Frustrated.

Life is an endless shithole, and yet people still think I live in luxury. My initial plan has failed. My fallback plan has failed. My life isn't getting any better.

Don't compare me to others who have risen to glory; for I will never be as strong as them as they are now, and evidently I will never be as strong as they are when they began. I can't do this alone.

I have nobody to blame.

I cannot blame.

I cannot blame because my agonizing life isn't over yet. People blame when things are over. People blame when the the victim is identified and dead.

My case has merely begun. Fuck.

...

Please stop turning your back against me. Please. All of you are a force to be reckoned with once united. Yet all of you still insist on division and separation. Like I said, I can't do this alone.

I'm tired. So very tired. I put on a smile, and persevere through the shit that's tossed at me. But every man has a limit.

I do not have your strength. I do not have your passion. I do not have your voice. I'm merely a seedling, trying to find the sun. The more I stretch for it, the more I lose touch with the Earth. And when I fall, that's when everyone will continue climbing. Using my remains as a pedestal to greater heights.

I cannot accept such a harsh reality.

Manchester United's shock loss to Liverpool at Anfield; is the Premier League over for United? No. Here's why;

2009-10-29T19:58:00.003+08:00

I don't understand what's up with Scouse-fans boasting about their win against Manchester United at Anfield. Let's review last season, shall we? Manchester United had Tevez and Ronaldo but still lost home and away twice to Liverpool; correct me if I'm mistaken but wasn't it Manchester United who won the Premier League last season? And where was Liverpool at the Champions League finals? The war isn't over, the competition starts AFTER the January transfer window. David Villa and Silva are considering coming to Old Trafford, and I await their arrival.

p/s: I hope Chelsea get that ban lifted before the transfer window opens; Carlo Ancelotti is Chelsea's savior, and he deserves a pat on the back after what he went through from critics pulverizing him with comments about his shoddy management for AC Milan.

Dreams

2009-09-02T00:47:00.003+08:00

You know, I live practically two minutes away from a playground/football field. And I've been playing football in a serious manner for less then a year.

Point is, I've recently been told I improve and learn faster footballers. Who knows, if I studied in a football academy, then I would be playing at a higher level.

But hey, no point crying over spilled milk. Pointless post, no? Just wanted to share.

ps. if i ever have a son, im gonna send him to a football academy. if i have a daughter... hmm haven't thought about it yet.

Sanctuary.

2009-08-01T01:27:00.001+08:00

Anyone can spare me a roof to put over my head?

I'm getting more and more sick of my family treating me like a child.

What the Hell.

Ignorance is Bliss

2009-07-29T17:28:00.001+08:00

Yes, I did notice that she's back in Malaysia.

I did try to contact her. Still trying.

But so far, it seems like she's avoiding me.

*sigh*

Epic Eighteen..?

2009-07-14T19:22:00.003+08:00

6th of July. Exactly 18 years ago, I was born. Hurrah..?

That special day should've been a day of celebration, jubilation, and awesomeness. But truth be told, I've never looked forward to my birthdays. I never have since I was a kid.

Every birthday party I try to have turns into a disaster, every gathering spent alone, every family dinner turns into a high-volume debate.

This is why I try to ignore my birthday, count the seconds until I close my eyes and go to sleep to wake up the next day knowing that my birthday is now behind me.

I did think that this year would've been the same as the many years before, and lo and behold, it was yet another huge f*cking disappointment.

need to find a job quick. =.=

Hehehehehe.

2009-07-01T14:27:00.001+08:00

Manchester United is coming soon. Heheheheh. Heheheheheh. Heheheheheheh.

Look-out!

2009-05-19T02:09:00.002+08:00

Hey guys and gals!

It's me! You're least favorite blogger!

It's been awhile since I've last blogged, I've been through too much to type into a single blog post, and I, for damn sure, ain't typing more than one post just for what I've been going through.

First off, of course most of you will be asking; "which college are you going to?" "have you decided on what you want to be?" "can you even afford college?".

Well, my only response to you is; FRACK YOU! AND FRACK YOUR CONDESCENDING FACE!!

Geez. It's true that my family have been going through finan-. Scratch that. My family have been going through absolutely nothing. But they're too goddamn proud to live in mediocrity. And they try to lift their own standards by demeaning their own family members.

And who gets affected by their fighting?

Their children. Their sons and daughters. Their nephews and nieces.

For this, we might need a flashback. For those who aren’t adequately high, please read carefully instead.

There was a night, when my grandparents and I were invited to dinner to my uncle and aunt's house, and after the said-dinner, I had a man-to-man conversation to my uncle concerning my future, especially education.

He told me that my two other uncles and himself have decided that they would open up.. Sort of a fund. My college fund, where they would donate as much as they could possibly could without affecting their own household demands.

I was ecstatic. They were honestly trying to help me, trying to fulfill the responsibility my deceased father had been forcefully taken away from. I was moved.

I went home, and spent the rest of the night researching colleges, and the courses they offered. No, I spent weeks finding the "perfect" college.

And when I did find it, I get the word from my grandmother, saying that my uncle is sick of waiting for me to find the right college. And sick of waiting for me to clarify things with my own mother. And he practically announced that he was pulling out of support my college fund.

I was devastated. I felt like a kitten, tied to railroad tracks, and the train just ran me over. And I was immortal, and the train kept on going and going.

You don’t give someone hope, and take it away so easily. That’s what murderers and psychopaths do. And I doubt that my uncle is either.

I wasn’t satisfied, no, I wasn’t. And guess what? After digging up information, and the usual play-of-words, I found out this was due to a conflict in my family. Specifically with my mother, and my deceased father’s family. I’m not going to get into the details here, because it’s rather complicated and ridiculous.

This is COLLEGE. This is my chance on getting a whole new experience in life, and possibly benefiting myself to become a better man. But no, they’re too busy covering their eyes with dirt to see that fact.

I was not going to let this damper my plans, and I still had my two uncles who were still supporting my fund. But had yet donated any amount of money into it. Which was fine with me, since I only needed to know that they would get this fund rolling as soon as I started college.

But then, I find out my second uncle, had pulled out. Apparently he has some household problems with his children, which I understood.

I still had my third, and last uncle.

BUT THEN!!!

Apparently he pulled out as well, his wife (my aunt) had talked him out of it. WHY?!

Because my aunt is quarreling with my mother. And is still at it, it seems.

I had the chance to go to colleges like Taylor’s, HELP, KBU!

But all of it.. GONE

Why? Let me tell you the two things families are built out of.

A family is all about communication and unity

COMMUNITY

Sure, my family has communication and unity

BUT IT’S CORRUPTED.

My family’s communication consists of talking behind each other’s backs, and what has been said in confidence, will be blown out of proportion before reaching the ears of the person being talked about

And their unity? Well, let’s say that each conflict is WAR. And each conflict has two or maybe more GENERALS. The General who has the most influence in terms of finance and/or bribery will have the most soldiers. Which are my other family members. And charisma will get you soldiers for such a short amount of time.

Enough of me ranting. I’m about to blow a blood vessel, and they’ll probably blame everyone but themselves if that happens.

I’m currently trying to help my grandparents move, and after that I’m going to start looking for a job. I’ll pay for my own god-damn college funds, I’ve had enough of this shit. And as soon as I finish my diploma, I’m moving the hell out of this place.

Consider this the emancipation of Johan.

Sadly to say, I've even considered suicide once. No, it's more than once. But I couldn't think of a flashy way for me to leave the world.

But today, tonight, I went to Ampang's look-out point. And It was beautiful. It reminded me how small and insignificant I am in this world. It gave me a new breath of life. I felt inspired. I was motivated. And I told myself that I am NOT going to die before I make my mark on this world.

Unfortunately, you're going to have to bear with more of my awful blog posts as long as I'm alive. =P

My Condolences to Iqwan and his Family.

2009-03-30T00:53:00.002+08:00

Dear readers,

I wish to have your full attention on this post as you read it out to yourself.

Iqwan's mother passed away on Wednesday due to a horrific fall from a hiking trip. I have known Iqwan since Form 1, and I knew his parents loved hiking. There was a time when his parents invited me along to Melaka with Iqwan and Teck Ming; they were meeting up with colleagues for a hiking trip.

Iqwan refused when his parents invited the three of us to join them. But the times I had with his parents and him in Melaka were full of laughter.

Iqwan; if you are reading this, I would like you to know that you are not alone.

My father who was working overseas in Germany died in a car crash. This was on November 13th. That's right; two days after SPM began for me.

My mother flew to Germany, but she begged my family to keep this a secret from me. To only tell me after I had finished my SPM.

He was driving in Denmark when he crashed. Police told my mother that he was reaching for something during the drive that distracted him from the road. He hit the side barrier which caused his car to flip, his car then slid to the oncoming lane, where another car collided with his.

My entire family knew that my father was an experienced driver, who could drive 180km/h to Singapore with a cigarette in one hand while fiddling with his phone in the other hand and still laugh about it.

My family refused to believe that he died in a car crash. It was impossible to them.

I cried for hours when my mother told me the news. All I had to do to overcome my grief was to think of what he would say if he were still here, he would tell me it was a small matter; and tell me to move on in life.

What I'm trying to say is, Iqwan, move on with your life. But never forget your mother. Don't remember her for weaknesses; but for the accomplishments in life, as a mother.

Let her rest knowing her son is doing great in life. Immortalize her through your own actions.

And once again; you have my condolences. From me, and my family. I'm here for you, Iqwan. And so are your friends.

A peek into the mind of a stressed undergraduate.

2009-03-01T21:57:00.002+08:00

MONEY WORK PART-TIME-JOBS FRIENDS RELATIONSHIPS FAMILY PHYSIQUE ATTIRE SPORTS COLLEGE SCHOLARSHIPS TIES SHIRTS SHOES SPM-RESULTS MONEY HOBBIES APARTMENT-TO-RENT MONEY FOUNDATION DEGREE DIPLOMA CAMPUS TRANSPORTATION DRIVERS-LICENSE CAR MOTORCYCLE BICYCLE MONEY BOSSES CO-WORKERS MONEY STRESS-RELIEF MONEY GUITAR MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY
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Late Response. (Tagged by Ah Chun!)

2009-01-14T23:52:00.002+08:00

Directions: Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog with sixteen random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose ten people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment eg. (”you’re it”) and to read your blog. You can’t tag the person who tagged you. Since you can’t tag me, let me know when you’ve posted your blog, so I can see your weirdness.

1. I like surfing the internet.
- Yes, I do indeed. And no, I don't use the Internet to use Myspace or Friendster. I do visit forums every now and then, but my passion is just reading stories written by anonymous people all over the globe.

2. I love making people smile, even if it means making a fool of myself.
- This is true, but I do have serious conversations when friends seek my consultation. I don't spout crap all the time. -.-"

3. I usually get depressed when my attempt to make someone laugh backfires.
- Yup, if my antics don't work; I go weep in my emo-corner.

4. I have an unusual taste of music which incorporates closely according to my moods.
- I often listen to House music when I need to mellow out of stressful days, and I listen to Rock music when I need the spirit to punch someone to get through the day.

5. I am an avid roleplayer. ( No, not cybering. =.=" )
- I know it's hard to believe someone as down to Earth as myself loves spending the day making story arcs for his own fictional characters. But I'll have you know that I have learned alot from my experience in roleplaying.

6. I am one to argue and rant about people's personalities and actions.
- I dislike people who need to have things their own way even when it serves as a hindrance to those around these people.

7. I'm a BIG fan of football and tennis.
- I love these two sports; I'm also a fan of basketball and American football. But as some of my friends would know; I dislike being a spectator.

8. I hate leaving things halfway done.
- Which is why I am going to finish listing down 16 facts about myself even if I'm stuck halfway.

9. I get awfully creative when I'm bored.
- This is proven by the display names I often use on Windows Live Messenger. :D

10. I am told that I speak English with a very American accent.
- Denise asked me to pronounce 'Dance'. That is her quick test. =/ And no, I don't know how I got my American accent, and I am not bullshitting you. Unlike some people who make other people believe they have accents. =.="

11. I write in my free-time
- Write... Or type. Anyway, I write alot of fiction. Most of it is horror. I once wrote a mysterious horror when my English teacher gave me an essay-writing assignment. She asked me to retype the whole thing to fulfill her specifications so she can publish it in the newspapers. But I decided not to; since it was too much work. :P

12. I have scars, both mentally and physically.
- I tend to hide these scars from my friends. But I don't tend to brood on them. So, no, I'm not emo.

13. I have trouble remembering dreams.
- This has been happening rather recently. And apparently, I'm not the only person with this kind of problem. And even when I do remember my dreams; they are often too goddamn confusing to understand.

14. I fall asleep earlier by lying on my side.
- Even so, I always wake up on my back. (Running out of ideas here...)

15. I love my current part-time job
- Even if it's stressful as hell, but I like it because it has alot of movement going on. I can't handle working in retail where I have to make rounds around the shop with customers who don't even like us. And if the store is empty; my mind would explode from boredom.

16. I'd rather hang out at a cafe and reminisce rather than stroll around a colossal mall.
- This is a very, very true statement.

17. I li- Eh eh eh. I'm done! HAHA!

I HEREBY DECLARE THE NAMES OF THOSE WHO WILL BE TAGGED BY ME!!!
* Amy
* Bridget
* Bryant
* Denise
* Kak Avril
* Rachel Yong
* Sasha
* Xin Lin & Xin Hui

Interesting Tag.

2008-11-09T15:27:00.002+08:00

Hello readers!

I just got tagged by Denise.

Some of you might know how I despise tags and chain-letters. I don't give a damn if I get cancer if I don't pass on your chain-letters; or if I have 40 years of bad luck if I don't tag another person. I despise it.

However, this tag I received from Denise is quite interesting. So, what the heck; I'll give it a try.

Fill in the blanks by answering the questions provided below.
Retype your 'mock letter' at the end of the post.

Dear (the last person who left a comment on your blog).I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___.

With Love;
-Your name-

P/S: You are so lifeless, ___13___, -The name of the person that tagged you-.

1. What's the color of your shirt?

Blue - Our romance is over
Red - Our affair is over
White - I'll join the monastery
Black - I dislike you
Green - Our horoscope doesn't match
Grey - You're a pervert
Yellow - I'm selling myself
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - You're a loser
Other - I'm in love with your sister

2. Which is your birth month?
January - That night
February - Last year
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on sesame seeds
May - First of May
June - When you put cuffs on me
July - When I threw up
August - When I saw the shrunken head
September - When we skinny dipped
October - When I quoted Santa
November - When your dog ran amok
December - When I changed tennis shoes

3. Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - In your apartment
Pizza - In your camping car
Pasta - Outside of Chicago
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad - As you ate enchilada
Chicken - In your closet
Kebab - With Paris Hilton
Fish - In women's clothing
Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation
Lasagna - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a state of trance
None of the above - With George Bush and his wife

4. What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Hit on
Red - Insult
Black - Ignore
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - Put leeches on
Orange - Castrate
Pink - Pull the toupee off
Barefoot - Sit on
Other - Drive out

5. What's the color of your underwear?
Black - My best friend
White - My father
Grey - Bill Clinton
Brown - My fart balloon
Purple - My mustard soufflé
Red - Donald Duck
Blue - My avocado plant
Yellow - My penpal in Ghana
Orange - My Kid Rock-collection
Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper
None - My John F. Kennedy-statue
Other - The crazy monk

6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?
Scrubs - Man
O.C. - Emotional
One Tree Hill - Open
Heroes - Frostbitten
Lost - Scarred
Simpsons - Cowardly
The news - Mongolic
American Idol - Masochistic
Family Guy - Senile
Top Model - Middle-class
None of the above - Ashamed

7. Your mood right now?
Happy - How awful I've felt
Sad - How boring you are
Bored - That Santa doesn't exist
Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage
Depressed - That we're cousins
Excited - That there is no solution to this
Nervous-The middle east
Worried-That your Honda sucks
Apathetic - That I did a sex-change
Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster
Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men
Overjoyous - That I'm open
Other-That Extreme Home Makeover sucks

8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?
White - Your ring
Yellow - Your love letters
Red - Your Darth Vader
Black - Your tame stone
Blue - The couch cushions
Green - The pictures from LA
Orange - Your false teeth
Brown - Your contact book
Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs
Purple - Your old lottery coupons
Pink - The cut toenails
Other - Your memories from the military service

9. The first letter of your first name?
A/B - Your photo
C/D - The oil stocks
E/F - Your neighbour Martin
G/H - My virginity
I/J - The results of your blood-sample
K/L - Your left ear
M/N - Your suicide note
O/P - My common sense
Q/R - Your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V - Your criminal record
W/X - David's tricot outfits
Y/Z - Your grades from college

10. The last letter in your last name?
A/B - Always will remember
C/D - Never will forget
E/F - Always wanted to break
G/H - Never openly mocked
I/J - Always have felt dirty before
K/L - Will tell the authorities about
M/N - Told in my confession today about
O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about
Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about
S/T - Get sick when I think of
U/V - Always will try to forget
W/X - Am better off without
Y/Z - Never liked

11. What do you prefer to drink?
Water- Our friendship
Beer - Senility
Soft drink - Anew life as a clone
Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo
Milk - The apartment building
Wine - Cocaine
Cider- A passionate interest for mice
Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations
Mineral water - Embarrassing rash
Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism
Whisky - To ruin the second world war
Other - To hate the Boston Celtics

12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?
Thailand - Warm regards
USA - Best regards
England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail
Spain - Go and drown yourself
China - Disgusting regards
Germany - With ease
Japan - Go burn
Greece - Your everlasting enemy
Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard
Egypt - Fuck off now
France - In pain
Other - Greetings to your freaky family

13. What is your favorite activities when hanging out with mates?
Gathering for drinks - Ugly pig
Foosball - Silly duck
Shopping - French kisser
Dulging for food - Cranky banana
Movies - Smelly armpits
Snacks - Horny wolf
Snooker - Tiny nipples
Bowling - Sexy grandmother
Outdoor activities - Vain pot
Having a long talk - Nose plucker
Taking pictures - Dumb bitch
Other - Burn yourself

And the results are...

Dear Denise, I don't really know how to tell you this, but our affair is over.I think I realized it when I threw up at the mental hospital and I saw you carve your initials into The Crazy Monk. I'm sure you're ashamed enough to understand The Middle East. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep the results of your blood-sample as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about A New Life As A Clone. Go burn.

With Love;
Johan

P/S: You are so lifeless, Satan's Hermit-crab, Denise!

A New Idea Crafted Under Boredom.

2008-10-12T15:53:00.002+08:00

Hello readers,

sorry if I've been neglecting my blog for a while. My blog has an average number of visits from readers, and I'm proud of it.

But like any other blogger, I've stumbled upon the Writer's Block. It isn't a mild case though, this Block literally plagued me for several weeks.

I'd be staring at my blog, with my fingers glued to the keyboard, but my Muse refuses to inspire me.

And I thought this would only infect me during my blogging, but no; it has spread to my Windows Live conversations.

I can't come up with any catchy and/or poetic lines to entertain my fellow chatters.

And because of this problem, and my need to keep my blog alive; I've decided to have;

A GUEST BLOGGER PARTY!

I'll be accepting blog posts from friends, and readers about things you would like to say.

PLEASE REMEMBER; no boring stuff like how you met me.

You can e-mail me your blog post; and I'll post it up. :)

I'M BACK!!!

2008-10-07T16:16:00.002+08:00

My connection is finally... FIXED!!

I'm so happy. :D So very happy indeed.

It's been a while since I've come online, heck; I'm typing slower, with alot of typos. Damn it. Gotta get back in the game!

Streamyx finally sent a technician over today, and the problem wasn't even related to their modem. =.="

Lightning storm damaged my aunt's router, and it screwed up the connection to my modem. And I completely ignored the router as I tried to fix the modem; which like I said; had nothing to do with it.

Anyway; I'll be on Windows Live now, see you there! =D

Sudden Abscence.

2008-10-01T15:29:00.003+08:00

Hello bloggers.

As some of might've noticed, or some might've blatantly ignored; the fact that I've been missing for a while.

Some of you thought that I died in a tragic attempt to save a bus full of children from crashing, or I might've run away to join the zoo.

But actually the truth is less interesting;

Streamyx has been having some technical difficulties, and unfortunately; I'm one of their victims.
And yes; I've called Customer Service; and they've told me the same thing;

"A TECHNICIAN WILL ARRIVE IN 1 OR 2 WORKING DAYS, SIR. WE ARE SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE. SELAMAT HARI RAYA."

See the plothole there? WORKING DAYS.

And he wishes me selamat hari raya.

Which means the Technician might come next week. MIGHT.

=.="

And they put me on hold for 15 minutes.

MOTHERF-ING RRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

On a lighter note; Selamat Hari Raya everyone.

ps; I'm currently mooching off the internet in my Aunt's place. =.="

Joker Boat.

2008-09-22T15:16:00.001+08:00

Hello.

I had steamboat yesterday, at the famous Yuen Steamboat Restaurant in PJ. It was... DELICIOUS. And incredibly fun. This dinner was sponsored, courtesy of Denise. Love ya'!

I brought Henry along, he was the only friend I could bring all the way to PJ, a day before our Physics tests. Mmhmm... Haha.

Anyway, I was glad I brought him along, he made alot of us laugh. I didn't laugh much because he always acted like that in school, and we're classmates. =.=" Haha.

So, I made new friends, most of them are older than me. Heh heh.

Anyway, I wanted to tell you readers about my journey with Henry to PJ.

We left home and arrived at the LRT station at 4-ish, took the train, talked and made fun of people all the way to Masjid Jamek, commuted to another train and headed for the Kelana Jaya station. From there we took a cab to the restaurant, halfway there, Denise messaged us, saying the dinner was an hour earlier, and would start at 6.

Henry and I looked at our watches. We arrived there at 5. Haha.

We messaged Denise that we arrived, so she asked us to get to Sunway Pyramid. So, our first assumption was that we would ALL gather there first and THEN head to the restaurant.

So, Henry and I... We live in Ampang, so we rarely head all the way to PJ, we don't know the place that well.

We walked to the side of the highway and held a cab. It was an Indian driver.

Here's a snippet of their conversation.

Driver: Mana?
Henry: Pyramid.
Driver: Huh?
Henry: Pyramid. Sunway Pyramid.
Driver: Aiyo! Pyramid dekat situ sajalah! *points* Jalan sajalah!

Henry slams the door, and we turn around. And what do you know... We saw the giant sphinx and pyramid there. We wondered how the heck did we miss that. Walked there, it took us about 5 minutes to reach the Pyramid.

So Denise calls us up as soon as we arrived, and we met up with her at the Entrance. We go inside, for twenty seconds, then rush back out. Get in her friend's car, and headed back to the restaurant.

Laughing yet? Yeah, I would be too.

I was fasting though, and I wasn't going to give that up just because I couldn't wait an hour, so I waited until it was 7.

Henry, being the dear friend that he was, sat next to me, and ate, and drank. Saying that he would wait for me, chanting it like a mantra as he swallowed his food and gulped his drinks.

Thanks, bro.

Anyway, we all hung out until 10. Before Denise invited all of us to head to AsiaCafe! I hadn't been there in a while, and I wanted to; but we had tests tomorrow. And if I didn't drag Henry home, he wouldn't get up for exams tomorrow, today. Haha.

A friend of Denise's dropped us off at Sunway Pyramid. And we grabbed a cab from there, headed to Kelana Jaya station. Headed back to Masjid Jamek, and there we waited for the LRT. Yeah, anyway, there was this creepy Arab guy who stood next to us waiting for the train. But he kept eye-ing Henry and I; well... Henry the most.

So, yeah, if his glance was an occasional stare, then we would be fine. But he stared at us like he was literally going to swallow us. Seriously.

When the train arrived, he stood next to us. Yeah... We knew it wasn't going to be comfortable from there.

Creepy Arab guy...

I'm not being racist here, but bear with me.

So, after that, he went down to Chan Sow Lin, and as soon as he got off, he looked around wildly;

Johan: Hmm... He's looking for a different target.
Henry: Haha.

And the night ended when we went separate ways.

END.

To reveal our scars.

2008-09-20T19:33:00.003+08:00

Hey, readers.

I come to you today bearing a post containing subjects that can bring about painful memories. So, if you don't want to continue reading, then I understand. But for those who wish to listen to my pain, then please; continue reading.

Today, I spent the day at home. I had no extra classes today, and my friends are taking a short break from their trials.

So, about 2-3PM today, my mom called me up. Asking me how my day is, and how was my exams so far.

I told her about my recent loss of my former best friend, and she consoled me with wise words, just like she usually does.

Feeling sorry for me, she invited me to follow her and break fast at an Orphanage near town. I instantly rejected.

She wasn't surprised, neither was I.

But I bet you are.

It's an honorable thing to do, have dinner with kids who've never experienced what it's like to have a family.

But I rejected, because I'm still trying to overcome my problems. I felt selfish.

Some of my close friends know, that when I was merely a baby, my mother and father left me under the care of my grandparents for two years. My grandparents and aunties struggled through their life, but they still made room for me.

My mother returned two years later, she separated with my father. And eventhough she returned to bear the responsibilities of a mother, it took a while for my family to accept her back.

I lived my life as an affluent child, I believed the made-up story that my father died in a car crash. That was what I told my friends, because that was what I believed.

During break fast earlier, I simply stared at the small banquet laid before me, sipping warm tea, freshly poured from it's metallic pot.

I felt disappointed in myself, for not following my mother to the Orphanage. When I was the only one who could relate to those orphans the most. There was so much food left over, and out there somewhere children are not even being fed at all.

Just a few days ago, I learned that my father's real name is Ali. When for 17 years of my life, I've lived with the name; Mohd Johan Arieff bin Abdullah. Who is Abdullah?

And what hurts the most, is that my step-father returned from Europe, without informing my family. And he spoke to my mother about a divorce. Saying how they both had found who they really wanted to be with the most.

I was crushed. My Aunt dug this information from my mother, and it hurt that I had to find it out from my aunt.

Before my step-father left for Europe, he promised me that he would adopt me, and the name Abdullah would be replaced with his Muslim name. He wanted to show me what a father was like. And I believed it.

Where has those promises gone?

I'm not miserable, because I have loving friends, and my family cares for me.

The only father figure I've ever truly experienced is from my grandfather.

But even so, my family is struggling with financial issues.

So I turn to my friends.

I've lost two of my best friends in less than two years. Two individuals whom I've trusted with the power to be able to hurt me. And I trusted them never to use that power. But they did.

. . .

Enough of that, I needed to gush this out. I apologize if you expected a more exciting, or humorous post.

I'm sorry.

Just three more...

2008-09-19T00:00:00.002+08:00

Hello, my readers.

Went to school today eventhough I had no exams, but my other classmates who were in Pure Science had bio.

My first suggestion was that I shouldn't go at all and just stay at home, study some Physics and Add. Maths.

But, due to the pleas of my classmates, I came to school.

I thought I could have some fun.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

I got my bloody SPM Schedule today.

Yes, the SPM Schedule. Not the trials. The ACTUAL SPM

Mm.

And now it's midnight, I'm talking to my brother, Henry. Here's a random snippet of our conversation.

It isn't cheap you know, being a stalker. says:
brb
Henry says:
HOOLIGHT
It isn't cheap you know, being a stalker. says:
back.
It isn't cheap you know, being a stalker. says:
hoolight?
It isn't cheap you know, being a stalker. says:
is that some sort of flashlight shaped like an owl?
Henry says:
hoolight = all right

Oh. Right.

Boring day.

2008-09-17T14:52:00.004+08:00

So guys, I was just sitting at my computer, and I stared out my window, into the blank space of the sky; that's when a thought crossed my mind.

Why do balloons, get bigger... And bigger, but they just suddenly pop?

I mean... Is it because I poked it? Or is there some paranormal forces which are bent on destroying all balloons that are going beyond it's limit?

This is controversial.

Think about it.

Blow... Blow... Blow... Pop!

Why? What's the point? Is there a certain threat from balloons? Can they dominate the Earth if man grew careless?

Why?

I'm being sentenced with punishment for unknown charges.

2008-09-15T14:33:00.002+08:00

Hi.

I'll try to keep this simple. Keep up, yeah?

First off, I do not appreciate the fact, that you of all people could not trust me, someone who has been there for you multiple times, to tell me what your problems were.

I also am very disappointed that you trusted the rumors circulating among people that do not like me, as they spread these rumors around school. You simply believed them.

I'm shocked that he had to call me and talk to me in the middle of the night, and tell me that you hated me.

But most of all, I'm not sorry. Because why? I'm not guilty. Heck, I don't even know what you hate me for.

All I know is; the way things are going, we can never be friends again. And the short time we spent together, I've always thought of you as my sister. I came to you when I had problems, and you came to me when you needed someone to talk to.

Where has all these memories gone?

I've shared so many secrets with you, and you with me. But now, because of a false rumor, our friendship is at stake. I accepted you into my family. And now you're acting like I'm scum born and raised in an alley.

At least have the dignity to talk to me. Not send your bodyguard to deliver your message.

If you really want to see me get hurt, then fine. Ask your guard to beat me, I won't fight back.

Give me a while, and soon; I'll be completely removed from your life. If that is what you want.

But I need to remind you though, all this time I've talked to you; I've always made it clear that I despise people when they assume the worst of people without confronting that person first.

And you're probably going;

Whatever... Whatever...

...Like how all the previous people I've confronted would reply.

But if you would really listen to the words of others, rather than your own best friend's.... Then, that just means everything that happened in our friendship was a complete LIE

I'll wait for your guard to confront me. And I expect you to be there when I face him. Because I want to see how much blood needs to be shed for you to be satisfied with yourself.

cough

2008-09-14T18:30:00.002+08:00

*cough cough*

Hello.

I miss talking to you.

*cough*

Talk to me.

*cough cough*

The feeling I've missed.

2008-09-10T14:46:00.004+08:00

So, fellow readers,

I just got back from school, resting so I can resume reading later. And by resting, I mean of course, going online.

My point is, that have you ever felt a warm and fuzzy feeling that rises from your chest, up all the way to your face? Your chest tightens, your throat gets stuffy, and you can't get that stupid looking smile off you face, you know what I mean?

And you're probably going;

But let me tell you, that feeling... I haven't experienced it for so long, I actually forgot what it's called. Is it butterflies fluttering in your stomach? Or is it just heartburn?

Anyway, this feeling has been bugging me since last night. A conversation with a certain someone gave birth to this feeling actually. Yeah, you know it's you. So anyway, I wish what you said was real. I really do...

Trials + Puasa = ???

2008-09-07T15:57:00.001+08:00

How the hell does anyone study during Puasa...?

I'm too hungry to think...

The information leaks through me...

Argh...

Damn it.

2008-09-01T16:29:00.002+08:00

I'll try to keep this short and simple.

I despise the fact that you live under one roof with this person.
I do understand the fact that this person has helped you through thick and thin.
I do not understand why that gives him the right to take advantage of you this way.
I also do not see why you have to drag me into this.
I do not want to be in any part of this disgusting charade.
I hate this. I hate the fact that you've kept such important secrets from me.
I hate the fact that I had to find out about these secrets from someone else.
I hate the fact that even when you're exposed, you put on a fake smile and lie to me.
...
I Hate This.

On a lighter note;
Selamat berpuasa everyone.

Back.

2008-08-21T16:17:00.005+08:00

Just studied maths. Two hours... of studying... Is not fun... AT ALL. I still suck at Variations and Matrices. *sighs*

Had to study maths in the first place because my tuition teacher was absent yesterday. Yeah, it's home tuition, but still he could've called. Man, I feel to stood up. =__________=". My tuition teacher played hooky, when it's supposed to be the other way around. Bitch. So, since he didn't show up; I watched me some Olympics.

OMFG! Watched the Men's 200 meter Dash last night. USAIN BOLT! YOU ARE MY HERO!!!

Man, I just love his confidence. He came in, posing for the cameras. Wiping his bald head, showing peace signs, etc. Because he knows he's going to win! I mean seriously, those who watched the race last night will know what I'm talking about. The race began, and in a few seconds he already left the other sprinters behind, as he reaches the finish line, he leans forward and his head finishes the race. BUT NOT ONLY THAT; HE BROKE THE WORLD RECORD! Micheal Johnson's World Record of 19.32 seconds, by 0.02 seconds. He sets a new record of 19.30 seconds! WOO!

Well, it's not that impressive, but still. This record was preserved since 1996, it took twelve years for a sprinter like Usain Bolt to appear and shatter that record.

*Takes a few deep breaths.* Gimme a minute. Haha.

What really had me in stitches was, Shawn Crawford; the supposedly 2nd fastest man the world, (his title stolen by Usain Bolt <3) came in third. I mean seriously, he was lucky that his teammate from the USA was disqualified. Or his sorry ass would be fourth. Dumb ass.

Right right, back to real life. So, my glasses broke again. God damn it. I just got this fixed a few months ago. Well, the damage isn't really severe. But still, I payed RM200+ for this (A small price compared to glasses of the present, I do realize this.).

I'm actually considering buying Pinhole Glasses.

But for the sake to avoid being laughed at in public by friends, I'll refrain.

Gimme your ideas please. Or better yet! Get a charity fund going so you all can get money and buy me glasses! =D *sighs* Man, I must be really bored.

Anyway, I'm heading out. Talk to ya'll later.

Dengue suspicion.

2008-08-03T19:21:00.006+08:00

Doctor says to just rest alot and drink alot of water. I feel so lousy and crappy right now.

I'm currently doped up on pain medications, so I tend to just black out and wake up in a different location inside my room.

I just woke up from a nap earlier, and I dreamt I was a police officer. Tending over a fallen comrade, calling for back up on my radio thingy. But then I'd have to choose between chasing the bad guys or staying with my comrade. Before the choice was made, I woke up.

I dreamt more than that, but I rarely remember what I dream about.

I got to talk to Jehan on the phone just now, she made me feel less crappy for a phone call that lasted less than a minute. Thanks, buddy.

I'm gonna get back in bed now, hopefully skip school tomorrow. Ciao.

CHEER 2008!!!

2008-07-15T00:00:00.002+08:00

Yeah, so the title explains itself. Cheer 2008 at the Bukit Jalil Stadium. So, I wasn't there to check out the competition on the first day, since it was too damn early to watch Shirtliff's performance which was the first, and it was supposedly supposed to start at 8.30 AM. Yes, you read that right. A-goddamn-M; AM...

So, I attended the 2nd day, which was on Sunday, got up at 8.15AM, left the house at 8.45. My mom missed a junction so we had to find a very long way to get our asses to Bukit Jalil, but she made it. Reached the at 9.15AM, so I was worried I missed the first performance, so I rushed into the stadium and headed straight for the SBU's supporter's side, just to see the thing didn't even start yet, in fact they were even making announcements to ask teams to register. I mean seriously, you perform on Saturday, and you're asked to register on Sunday? Wtf?

Yeah, so I sat down at the second row from the front, and I saw the Shirtliff cheerleaders up front at the VIP seating area, Jehan spots me and calls me over excitedly, I come up to her, give her a little pep talk, and she tells me her performance is at 4.30PM, I mean seriously, wtf Jehan... Apparently they switch the order upside down, completely opposite to the order of the first day.

And yeah, the performances started, sat there with a stupid look on my face as I watched the teams from schools far away. Some from Ipoh, some from Pulau Pinang. I mean wow, talk about dedication.

So, I looked around, the indian couple sitting two chairs away from me kept going in and out, I swear I almost developed a leg cramp from shifting to accommodate their rather large stature.

After lunch, I decided to get some food after sitting there 5 hours, waiting for everyone to get back inside the stadium, so I wouldn't have to fight the rush to get food, I climb the stairs and I hear someone holler at me, it was Cyrus, Jehan's bro. He asked me where Jehan was and I told him that she was getting ready to perform. So yeah, he sat back down and I kept climbing, and I hear another holler. It was M, she calls my name out, she was sitting a few rows behind from Cyrus. I smile and talk to her, then head out for lunch.

IMPORTANT NOTE: Stadium food is grotesque and disgusting. AND BLOODY EXPENSIVE. I can get a bottle of 100PLUS for RM1.50, they sold it for a good RM3... I mean seriously, what a rip-off, AND IT WASN'T EVEN COLD!!! GRR!!

So, after eating the crap they sold, I went back inside and found out that my seat had been stolen by a bunch of stuck-up girls who blindly ignores my bag-pack that I put in my seat to signify that THE SEAT IS OCCUPIED!!! HELLO!!! They move it and sit down, putting my bag on the stairs. Geez.

So I grab my bag, and I get an sms from M, asking me where I'm going, I said I didn't have anywhere to sit, so she says that there's an empty seat next to her, and she politely asked me to sit next to her. So I spend the next 20 minutes trying to ACTUALLY FIND HER. She didn't stay at where she was previously, and moved. So I had to find her. After a bunch of frustrating messages to find out her exact position, I found her and sat next to her, and next to me, sat Hajar. Hahah, lucky. I haven't seen both of them in a while, it gave me a chance to catch up on things.

Alright, the performances continued. I kept teasing M and she kept pinching me, painful la... Haha. So, as the show moved on I held her hand. And she accepted. It was really cute, so for the next couple of hours were a breeze, just sitting there laughing with her.

Anyway, up to the end of the show, she clutched my hand really tight, nervous about who will be crowned champion.It was SHIRTLIFF!! WOO GOOD JOB SHIRTLIFF!!! But I was embarrassed since I didn't wear any of Shirtliff's colors. I wore purple and blue. lol, way off right?

So, I said my goodbyes to M, and went down to the center of the stadium to congratulate Jehan. I got ignored as she cried and posed for the cameras. =.=. I left happily, as I sms-ed M on the way home.

Below is the video of the 2nd day of Cheer 2008 from Star:

AutoCAD course at Selayang

2008-05-29T21:31:00.002+08:00

Yeah, like the title says, me and my lukisan kejuruteraan(lk) group had to go to Kolej Komuniti Selayang to learn AutoCAD, which is a computer-aided design, used by architects to design homes and buildings.

It lasted fours days, and it started on Monday, ended today. So, I woke up everyday at 7, left home at 7.45AM, where the bus would already be filled and I would be last. Which I would always get angry yells when I get on the bus.

The journey was cool, Hafiz let me borrow his Nintendo DS, his games were pathetically retarded. I played Nintendogs! I kept pulling on the dog's ears, and picked it's nose. Bully the dog :P. And I also played Cooking Mama, which I have to say, is quite fun, but hilariously funny, when I cook something perfectly, the mama would pop up and say; "TERRIFIC! EVEN BETTER THAN MAMA!" in a loud, and obnoxious voice. It cracked me and Hafiz up.

When we got there, we had to take the elevator(yes, the have elevators) to the second floor, then walk to the computer lab(yes, the also have a computer labs). When we walked in, the guys in the group, me included, practically shed tears of joy as we saw the computers, we practically started crying and rejoiced as we had a local area connection.

So, anyway, the first day's lesson went well, learned how to do this and that, but during breaks, we would have a pinball tournament, so all the guys would sit in one row, curse at the shiny ball bouncing around the screen, kick the players next to us and crap. I got second place with 2million points, Alif got first place with 3million. =.=

Then, we went home, the bus ride was the same, I convinced the bus driver to drop me very near home. =D

The next morning, same routine, same thing happened, last on the bus, and more Nintendo DS-ing. But when we reached there, Alain brought his thumbdrive, then we installed on our computers.... DOTA!!!! Muahahahahaha!!! We played like idiots, just like how we played pinball.

We got caught by the teachers, but they didn't mind... O_O". So, the second lesson also went well, forgot everything when we played DOTA. Haha.

Third day was the same, but the lesson was hella' hard! The teacher asked me to design the bungalow of my dreams, the problem is.. my bungalow is four stories high! XP. So I saved myself the trouble and condensed it to a single storey.

The fourth, and last day, I arrived to school early, and got on the bus first. o.o Very creepy. Anyway, on the way there, Shira sat next to Hafiz, and she said she had a slight fever and was feeling woozy, so she covered herself up in her own coat as a blanket, rested her head on Hafiz's shoulder, and slept....

W T F !!!!

That was our initial reaction. So, the fourth day, we played DOTA for the last time and uninstalled it before we left, on the way home, we asked the bus driver to drop us off at Ampang Point. He stopped us at the Mobil gas station... =.= Bastard.

So the whole group, consisted of me, Hafiz, Muhammad, Shira, Rozalia, Atiqah, Iqbal, Alif, Putera, Alain, and Brandon. While we were walking there, something damn weird happened, Shira took out a box of cigarettes, and started smoking. Another WTF!!! moment, she looked so innocent too. Then Hafiz started smoking as well, which wasn't much of a big deal since he does look like a smoker. XD

When we got to AP, we just did nothing and roamed around, going up and down the floors, bookshops, computers, and we even visited a carpet shop just to laugh at Muhammad. It's an inside joke.

So, we all finished the day when we ate at McD. Talked about how boring tomorrow would be, since we didn't have to go to the college anymore. Then the girls left, saying the needed to buy something, Brandon followed them since they were comfortable with him. Yeah, so they came back, and they bought bras.... WTF!!! Brandon came back with a proud look in his face. Asshole...

Me and Muhammad took a taxi and went home, while the rest took a bus to Bukit Indah. The day went by, and now I'm writing on my blog.

Oh, look at that, it's the end of the blog.

Buh bye now.

Tagged

2008-05-13T20:09:00.002+08:00

Tagged.

Grabbed a tag from; Bryant Koh. :D

1) What is the most important thing in your life ?

- Oxygen? :S

2) What is the last thing you bought with your own money ?

- Small bottle of 100 Plus.

3) Where do you wish to get married ?

- No clue, haven't thought that far yet.

4) How old do you think you will be permanently owned by your love ?

- I dunno, depends if I find true love, no?

5) Are you in love ?

- No, just secretive crushes

6) Where was the last restaurant you had dinner ?

- McDonalds, a week ago. =.=

7) Name the latest book you bought ?

- Shin Chan, book 46. :D

8) What is your full name ?

- Remy Amadeus Delevar a.k.a Jo

9) Do you prefer your mother and father ?

- Mom

10) Name a person that you really wish to meet in real life for the first time.

- Ashley Tisdale, :3

11) Christina or Britney ?

- Christina. :D

12) Do you do your own laundry ?

- Sometimes, just chuck it in the washing machine and press 'Start'

13) The most exciting place you wanna go ?

- Japan, the mecca for gamers.

14) Hugs or kisses ?

- Hugs. I'm a free hugger. :)

15) Point out 5 things about the person who tagged you.

Bryant...? :D

- Can eat five plates of food without stopping. =.=
- As tall as me.
- Damn funny
- Sucks at Chor Tai Ti!!! Muahaha!
- Backed me up when I invaded SBU. :D

16) 8 things i am passionate about :

- Sleeping
- Eating
- Breathing
- Computer
- Sports
- Console games
- Comics and books
- Cyber Cafe!! :D

17) 8 things i say too often :

- Goddamn it
- Kepala hotak ko ( your brain! )
- Aku pijak ko kang! (I'll step on you later!)
- Whore
- Hello~!
- Would you like a hug? :3
- XD <--- I actually say Ex-dee.
- lol <--- I say this too.

18) 8 books i've read recently :

- Comics. :D

19) 8 songs i could listen to again and again.

- Miyavi - Are you ready to Rock?
- Cynthia Harrell - Snake Eater
- Iron Maiden - The Number of the Beast
- Avenged Sevenfold - The Beast and the Harlot
- Darkspire - The No Scope Song
- Fountains of Wayne - Stacy's Mom
- Micheal Jackson - Thriller <--- XD
- Bleach - D-technolife

20) 8 things that you've learned last year.

- Stay the hell away from canteen food
- Should've payed more attention during form 4
- Flying from school isn't fun when they built damn high walls around the school
- Never, ever try to park again.
- How to be a politician... XD
- Don't do relationships, they'll just come back and bite you on the ass, especially during SPM
- How to be an Iron Chef <--- Chor Tai Ti champion rank. =D
- How to blog...? :3

8 People you want to tag -

All of you!

A wonderful things happened today. (For nerdy fanboys such as myself.)

2008-05-08T16:22:00.002+08:00

I had discovered a picture.. that just blew my mind. And once you see it, it will blow yours as well.

Here it is;

An epic battle between the originals and the parodies!

I-I-I-I AM IRONMAN!!!

2008-05-05T20:01:00.002+08:00

Ahem, hello all of you to another post of Tenacious Hold or Comedity. I'm going to skip the small talk and head straight to the subject of debate. Well.. This subject isn't actually up for debate, it's more like a statement.

IRONMAN RULES!

I'm serious. This, to me, has to be the best Marvel comic-based movie that has ever been made, it totally destroys Spiderman and X-Men. Robert Downey Jr. is also, in my opinion, the best choice for Tony Stark, he just becomes Tony Stark to the very dot.

Iron man is also one of my most favourite superheroes as a child. I mean seriously, just imagine yourself in the Ironman suit, blasting through the roof and into the skies, as you soar above the cities, ready to fight crime and then come home and sleep easy. It's ORGASMIC!!

I would easily rate this show a 4.8 out of 5. Which also is 9.6 out of 10. Because of why I didn't give it a full rating? Well, the plot of the movies does follow close to the Ironman of the Marvel-616 Universe. But the fight with Obadiah Stane, aka. The Ironmonger ( That's his name, seriously. ) is just waaaaay too short. And that whole, ' Arc reactor power surge to disable his armor ' is true, but he didn't fall into the wreckage, he actually shoots himself in the head after admitting defeat to Stark, the movie is also supposed to reveal Obadiah's past that reveals his father's death is also by suicide.

Okay, one more thing... Pepper Pots... Gwyneth.. She's pretty... Nuff' said.

Oh, by the way, if you Ironman fans out there didn't stick around till' after the credits, there is actually a scene where... Well, I don't want to spoil anything. Here's the vid.

S.H.I.E.L.D + IRONMAN = THE AVENGERS!!!! WOO!!

Shoryuken!

2008-04-02T17:23:00.010+08:00

Welcome to another addition to my blog. Okay before I show you the pictures for this post, I need you to remember the signs where there's a picture in the middle of a black paper, and below it would be the catchphrase for the picture and the caption for it. Like this one;

Remember now? Yeah, I'm gonna show you the much more entertaining and less dull ones just to put a smile on your face. I have like 100 of these on my pictures folder and I'm too lazy to upload 'em all. So I'm gonna' narrow them down to my favorites.

The free-thinker's true perspective.

This is how I look like when I dance, minus the stoned expression.

This made me lol.

Wow.

It explains why he looks so happy....

If I had a dad, we would've played San Andreas instead. =P

The last picture for this post is definitely my favorite, here you go;

Enjoy! x)

<3 cutiemish

2008-03-26T18:59:00.002+08:00

Stumbled on this vid a few weeks past, just watched it again and I wonder to myself; "Our school should have more girls this cute. " x)

http://www.youtube.com/user/cutiemish

She also sings a pokemon song which is hilarious since it was such a blast from the past for me. xD

Response to my previous post. :(

2008-03-20T20:43:00.002+08:00

I got a message from a random passing-by reader who stumbled on my blog, and he sent me a picture for his response.

He was definitely angry about the pictures of the political cats I put up. Sorry. =/

Barisan Nasional vs. any other bloody party.

2008-03-18T21:41:00.015+08:00

Hello, and welcome to another addition to my ever-slowly growing blog. I'm posting about the recent elections. Well, not really. I'm just here to bash on the party; Barisan Nasional, BN for short. And I will do that by posting some pictures I found on the net. So, here goes.

By far, the best picture on my collection to show. This picture makes me wonder, do we have to pay a toll to enter? And does he make wigs with the excess hair? XP

Best pic to define our country's leader. Cover 'em up.

Now let's get some picture of kitties! =D

A kitty who doesn't care about the recent polls. X)

A kitty who does care about the recent polls... o.o

Confident.

Okay, for the next set of pics, might be a bit graphic but I assure you that it will instill a new burning passion inside of you. So, let's continue.

Okay, that was kinda depressing, so I'm going to show you a pic that might just instill a new definition of our current ruling government in a single object.

Just in case you can't see, it says; " The government today announced that it is changing it's national symbol to a CONDOM because it more accurately reflects the government's political stance. A condom allows for inflation, halts production, destroys the next generation, protects a bunch of pricks, and gives you a sense of security while you're actually being screwed. Damn, it just doesn't get more accurate that that. " Best. words. ever.

2008-03-10T17:17:00.004+08:00

Welcome to another addition to the ever-so-boring blog; 'Tenacious Hold'!

Today, I just realized that the computer is practically a cigarette to me, I realized that when it was pointed out by my family members going; 'Just because it's school holidays doesn't mean it's time to shut your schools books!' and I'm like ' Yeah.. Yeah...'

So anyway, I woke up today and I just froze when I opened my Mozilla Firefox Browser, for once in my life I actually didn't know what to do online. I checked and updated my Facebook, Myspace, and Friendster, finished reading my e-mails. I wanted to just go downstairs and watch TV, but I couldn't. I just stared directly into my computer screen going; 'Durr...' I shook it off and pulled myself downstairs.

Once downstairs, I did the usual things I always do, read the paper, had a health breakfast, went for a brisk jog, etc. And of course after all that, in the back of my mind, there was a voice, whispering into my ear to go to my computer. It freaked me out, but I tried not to go back to my computer. So I watched some DVDs.

I watched The Kingdom, Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, and No Country for Old Men, the last show was amazing. This hitman goes on killing people with an AIRGUN, which shoots out pressurized air in a tank towards a cylindrical tube towards someone. Which was kick ass! Anyway, like before the voice started whispering again, for me to go to my computer.

I swear, when I realized it I was halfway upstairs, before I could make it to the computer I grabbed a book and started reading. After like five chapters, the voice practically started screaming. And I gave in, so here I am now, posting on my blog since I got nothing else to do.

I'm gonna send my computer checked for possible nicotine traces, there has to be some explanation as to why it's so damn addictive but it isn't entertaining or productive. I can tell this is going to be a very long holiday.

So, time for some RANDOMNESS!

Vicinity of obscenity in your eyes

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System of a Down - Vicinity of Obscenity

2008-02-04T15:54:00.000+08:00

Devil May Cry 4 is the second sequel (Devil May Cry 3 being a prequel) to the Capcom action game Devil May Cry. It was announced in March 2007 that the game would be released simultaneously for the PlayStation 3, Xbox 360 and later PC. It is being developed by Capcom Production Studio 4, the producers of Resident Evil 4 and the original Devil May Cry.

In the game, the player controls Nero, a new character, in addition to an appearance by series lead Dante, fighting demonic enemies in close combat using firearms, swords and a variety of weaponry in a horror setting. Also joining the cast is a new female character, Kyrie. Capcom has also revealed three new characters, Credo, Gloria and Agnus, along with returning characters Lady and Trish.

Last known release date is scheduled to be Feb 8th 2008.

( Nero is too young, Dante is old, and Kyrie has a hot voice and body. )

I'm looking forward to this game as much as the fat,sweaty die-hard gamer is. I saw the trailer and there's one part; Nero drop-kicks Dante in the face and he fights Dante with a broken arm. Dante must be losing his touch... But we all still love you. =D

Kyrie was also in the trailer, she was singing and like I mentioned earlier: she's smokin' hot... But Trish and Lady are hotter. Which reminds me that I cannot wait for Lady's appearance in the game. Hem hem. =P.

Hopefully, there is a god and he won't let the release of this game be delayed. Comment on this article please so that we may discuss on this topic. =D

2008-01-18T21:53:00.000+08:00

Last night, Elizabeth invited me and a few friends over to her house, because she was hosting a fare-well party. She's leaving to Australia to study there, and she'll probably be back in 5 years... =S But I know I'll miss her. Anyway, it's time for...

PARTY PICS!

I'm the guy waving the bottle of Tabasco sauce, btw.

Jehan and Elizabeth, we'll miss you! ><

I stole these pics, so shh!

Anyway, I'm heading off to sleep. Update you more on the interesting parts of my life soon.

2008-01-18T21:36:00.000+08:00

Hey guys,

I seriously have nothing to do, and I'm bored. So I guess I'll just speak random then. Okay where do I start? Erm, okay; I helped a friend out before by creating a Sith character for a Star Wars role-playing universe. I was poking around my old documents when I found it. So I would like to share it with you guys.

" Argento was once named Davion Silverleaf, an exceptional Jedi Master that served the Republic before and during the Clone Wars. During the Clone Wars, Davion was returning with his partner Vocruen to Coruscant after liberating the outer-rim planet of Sluis Van from seperatist control. However, while they were still in the outer rim, there was ambushed by a fleet of Trade Federation Cruisers. Davion and Vocruen's fleet was eradicated, and Davion and Vocruen barely escaped with their lives, and a few Clone Troopers. They're escape pod landed on an arrid volcanic planet, devoid of all life. With their communication systems down, Davion, Vocruen and the clones had no choice but to scout the planet for any sign of civilization.

After traveling for a distance, they came across some sort of ruin, with large pyramids on either side of the ruins. It occured to Davion that they had landed on Korriban, the Land of the Dark Lords, ancient burial sites of the Lords of the Sith.

The group stayed in the ruins for the several nights, surviving off of emergency rations. As they all tried to sleep, Davion was tormented with horrific dreams, as the spirits of the Sith sensed his presence, and fought over each other to convert him to the dark side. Restless and desperate, Davion roused Vocruen and the few Clone Troopers and marched into the tomb of Naga Sadow, an ancient powerful Sith Lord. He knew that the spirits that tormented him were emerging from that tomb, and he sought to vanquish them.

As they reached the heart of the tomb, Davion's nightmares were reaching him in the form of visions, further pushing him to madness. When they reached the center of Sadow's tomb, Davion encountered the spirit of Naga Sadow himself. Sadow saw that Davion was weak and frail from the reoccuring visions and nightmares. With seductive whispers of deciet, Sadow conviced Davion that Vocruen and the Clones had purposefully brought Davion to Korriban to kill him, believing that he was too weak of a Jedi. Enraged and betrayed, Davion turned on Vocruen and the Clones, unfortunately killing them all, including Vocruen, his best friend.

Now turned to the dark side, Davion emerged from the tomb to find a rescue unit, led by his brother Belasveer. When Belasveer asked him what had happened, Davion's soul struggled to come back to the light side, and he fell to his knees in front of Belasveer and wept over what he had done. When Sadow's spirit saw that Davion was rising to the light again, he possessed Davion, and drove him into a blind rage. Davion drew his saber and savagely murdered his brother and the rescue unit.

When Sadow left Davion's body, Davion was devastated, and he drew his saber to commit suicide. However, Sadow' spirit, along with several other Sith spectres, convinced Davion to turn his grief and misery into rage and hate, which he did.

Davion knew he could never return to Coruscant. Before leaving on the rescue team's ship, Naga Sadow bestowed upon Davion the title of Darth Argento.

Thus was Darth Argento born. And he wandered the planets of the Republic, with a heavy burden and a tortured soul. "

There you go, you might not know some of the terms I used when I was writing this, so I confess to being a Star Wars fan; and if you are one, talk to me! =D

The cold, hard truth.

2008-01-07T22:59:00.000+08:00

Like the titles says, the cold, hard truth. The truth is, I just realized that today marks the first week of January, yeah sure, Yay 2008 and crap. But this also means that I'm approaching ever so closer to SPM, the Harbinger of Doom!

I'm pretty darn screwed up nervous, personally at the fact that the first thing my class teacher says when presenting herself on the first day of school is; " If you don't remember anything during your Form 4, then you will not be able to carry on with Form 5". Somewhere inside me, I laughed at myself at that moment. How the hell is anyone supposed to remember anything about school during the holidays?

I know a few friends who study, but they're nerds, and lack a social life. No offense, but they're still my friends.

Okay, so far, school has been a complete drag. Hanging around with friends in the only way I get to rid myself of the feeling of school. What really disappoints me of school this year, is the fact like more people move away from my school, rather than move into it. Recently, the only new faces I've seen in school is that of noisy Form 1 juniors. God, they're annoying. They bring over they're gangster-ness from Standard 6, because they were seniors into the realm of Form 1. They have no effect on us. I hate it when they're parents HAVE to come and visit they're kids just because it's they're first day as Form 1s. I mean, my mom visits me only to pick up my report card for the past 5 years. Do you see me whining?

-BackgroundCheck