Breaking the silence~

This is not an entry~
But, just to shout!

My new template is ON!

Fulamak!~

Many thanks to Splashmilk! I owe you many Bah Kut Teh!

Alright, back to silent mode~
Shhhhhh~

*floats away*

Silence is almost golden~

I'm not supposed to blog today.
But well, this is not really an entry anyway.
I'm just doing this for the err, thing.

"Silence can say more than a thousand words"

So, I'll have to save my real entry for the next.
And I don't think I'll be home on the 1st of May, because it's Labors' Day.
Probably out catching a cold or something.

Peace to all~

Why is the rum gone?

Rum?! Gone?!
What rum?
Huh?

I never really liked alcoholic drinks.
They're always bitter.
Life is bitter enough, so I don't need anymore of those bitter feelings.

So like, the rum is gone.

Why am I talking even about the rum? Don't you know it already?
Heave-ho! Heave-ho!~
Yeah it's because of this~

Opening night! Fulamak!~
I'm so going to love this. But only 250 tickets wei~
Pray to God hard hard!

But, hmmm~ Even if I got the tickets, how am I suppose to get there? I don't know the way to Damansara! LOL~
It sucks to be me~

Why am I interested in this?
It's not exactly about the movie. But think 250 bloggers together, watching a movie.





I've never meet up with any bloggers before, except for some of my friends who blogs.

At any rate, Pirates of the Caribbean - At World's End, is the 3rd episode. And while I enjoyed the 1st (The Curse of the Black Pearl) and 2nd (Dead Man's Chest) very much, I'd like to think that the 3rd one is better.

Johnny Depp (as Jack Sparrow), brought back to life in this new episode.
A funny character, some girls think he's cute, and I even heard guys saying that he's cute.

Never mind~

Yeah they even have Chow Yun Fatt playing as I-don't-know-who.
The only thing I hear from him in the trailer I watched was: "Welcome to Singapore!"
Or was it something else? LOL~

Pirates of the Caribbean - At World's End

I'm all fired up! I can't wait for this movie to come!

Oh and err, I found out about this through Splashmilk's and many thanks to Nuffnang!

Nice err, thing~

Windows Vista? Windows XP?
I'm going to format my computer soon, I think.
And I'm having some kind of headache.

Vista is cool~ I've seen people using it, and I like what I saw.
XP is well, not so cool, but good enough?

To upgrade to Windows Vista, I have to also upgrade my RAM, and that's quite a problem.
I mean, 1Gigabyte of RAM can only meet the minimum requirement of Windows Vista.
For it to run smoothly, we need like, 2Gigabyte?
Craps~

Plus the Video Card, mine can only support Vista, but not good enough for its full performance.
That's sad~

If I were to go for Vista, I'm going to have to spend some amount of money.
I'm not saying it's a big problem. But right now I'm out of Gs.

So I think, I'm going to have to stick to the current Windows XP CD I possess.
And yeah~
After spending my whole afternoon doing nothing, I decided that I should customize my desktop to try and make it look cool~

Err, this is what I get:

Orange! Fulamak!!

Yeah and so I think Vista is too expensive for now~

Vroom!~

Had a really strange day~
Spent my day doing nothing much~
Came across something when I was browsing through my email.

How cool can police cars be?
Check them out~

Germany - Lamborgini Gallardo

Japan - Lancer Evo

France - Peugeot Sports GT

Spain - Audi TT

England - Porshe

Indonesia - Lorry?!

At least Malaysia's lorry look better~ LOL!

This is super~

My second post of the day~

This is a true story of a young college girl who passed away last month, at Shah Alam. Her name is Priya; she was hit by a lorry.

I don't want to mention the name of the college. She had a boyfriend name's Shankar. He lives in Johore. Both of them are true lovers. They are always on the phone with each other. You can never see her without her handphone.

She spends more than ½ (half) of the day talking with Shankar. Priya's family knows about their relationship. Shankar is very close with Priya's family. Before she passed away she always told her friends "If I pass away please burn me with my handphone". She also said the same thing to her parents.

After her death, people couldn't carry her coffin. Many tried but the result remained the same.

Eventually, they called their neighbour, a "bomoh" from Thailand (pak Darin), who is a friend of her father's. He took a seat and started speaking to himself slowly. After a few minutes, he said "this girl misses something here". Then her friends told Darin bout her intentions to burn her with her phone. He then opened the coffin and place her phone, together with the SIM card inside the casket. After that they tried to carry the coffin. It could now be moved and they carried it into the van easily. Everyone was shocked.

Priya's parents didn't inform Shankar that Priya had passed away. After 2 weeks Shankar called Priya's mom.

Shankar: "Atte, I'm coming home today. Please cook something nice for me. Don't tell Priya that I'm coming home today; I want to surprise her."

Her mother replied, "You come home first, I want to tell you something very important."

After he arrived at Shah Alam, they told him the truth about Priya.

Shankar thought that they were fooling around. He was laughing and said, "Don't try to fool me ... tell Priya to come out ... I have a gift for her. Please stop this nonsense."

Then they show him the Priya's death certificate; they gave him proof to make him believe.

Shankar started to sweat profusely. He said, "This isn't right. It can't be true. We spoke yesterday. She still calls me."

Shankar was shaking so badly when suddenly, his phone rang.

"See this is from Priya. See this ...." he showed the phone to Priya's family. All of them told him to answer. He used the loudspeaker mode. All of them heard this conversation, loud and clear. No cross lines, no humming. It was Priya's voice! And there was no way others could use her SIM card as it was nailed inside the coffin! They were so shocked and asked for pak Darin's help.

Pak Darin brought his master (Tok Chen) to solve this matter. He and pak Darin worked for 5 hours ... then they discovered one thing .....

DiGi. Best coverage ever, ONE LOW FLAT RATE~!!!!!!! Anyone, any network, anytime, ANYWHERE!!!*

" I WILL FOLLOW YOU... FOLLOW YOU WHEREVER YOU MAY GO... "

LOL~
That's not my work, I just discovered it through email and thought of sharing it. It's rather funny though. I keep imagining Yellow Coverage Fellows dancing in the Underworld.

LOVE~

Have you people ever get pressured by anyone else about finding a partner? Not just any partner, but you know, that partner. In my case, a girlfriend.

Alright, it's strange to be posting about this, but I'm just wondering if anyone out there is currently facing what I'm at now.

You're probably guessing now, I mean, who could possibly give me that kind of pressure?
Apparently, I'm getting it from quite a few people. And you should all know how some people like to compare one with another.

Whenever one asks me: "Oi! How's life? Got girlfriend already?"
I will go like: "Why is everyone asking the same damn question?"
Or sometimes like this: "No lah~ I'm Mr. Lonely."
At times, even this: "Don't have lah~ My kind of guy, got girl will like ar?"

And since my answer is almost always more to the negative side, people will give all kinds of supportive comments like: "Have more confidence in yourself!" and the likes.
Some might even come up with suggestions and ideas like: "Change your environment and make a greater circle of friends!"

Photograph taken at Station One, Bukit Tinggi with a bunch of friends.

Yeah right. Open up, meet new people and talk like you're performing on stage.
Talk like you're performing on stage? How?

Make every conversation entertaining, as if you're living a performance, show your talents.

Great. To impress everyone everytime I speak, is not easy. No wait, it's more than difficult. Can anyone teach me? (lol~)

Well I still think that, my time will come and I shouldn't be worrying about this yet.
So that's that. End of story.

What's your sport?

A rather fine weekend, as in.. Well, okay this is a crappy opening.
Let's just get over with it and head to main point now.

You see, I have this basketball session with my gang of old friends at Bandar Botanic, Klang on every Saturday evening around 8 o' clock to half past 10, sometimes even 11.

Basketball~
Everyone knows what basketball is, I think.
Well at least most Malaysians do.

Why am I even talking about this?

Frankly, I've been playing basketball ever since I learned of the sport.
But of course, playing and having it mastered are not exactly the same thing.
My first time dealing with a basketball was err, I think at age 9 or 10. But during that time, I hardly had the strength to launch a tri-point shot. It was just simple take-the-ball-and-throw game.
However, I started knowing more and by age 12, I know how to play defensively. And really, I did nothing else, only guarding. Stupid me.
Basketball has always been something fun, and yet, I never really put any effort in the learning process. I end up being a sucky player, with no skills, unable to dribble, to shoot precisely.
It's like, having control, manipulating the ball and err, heck, whatever. It's always been, as if the ball's pushing me forward instead of me heading in my own direction.

Until recent years, I started knowing more and until now, I'm still learning.
I still suck big time when it comes to dribbling. But at least now I can shoot much better than previous sessions.

Talk about luck.

It's been 7 years now, since I really started playing basketball (at age 13, when I first learned about shooting).
I had always been a liability to my teammates, hence I never had the qualification of joining basketball matches.

But hey, after all these years, I finally see some improvement, which I think is very rewarding.
Still, how crappy it is for me to only realize this at age 20. Even kids at age 15 can play much better than me, I think.

Anyway, so long I do my best, I feel good.
Win or lose, it doesn't matter anymore.
I enjoy the fun of it more than the result of the game.
It may seem ridiculous to some, but that's my way of thinking, my perspective.

Sports for live!

A crappy incident which led to a rotten week~

Right about now, I feel like killing myself.
Right about now, I'm stuck at home.
Right about now.... All these nonsense, they can only mean that I'm bored, nowhere to go.

I'm toast~
Nowhere to go? No that's not it. Fact is, I have plenty of places to go.
I have always been the driver at home.
I have to bring my sister to check her college out on this Friday.
Heck, why is this all happening over and over again?!

Around Chinese New Year, I crashed my car.
Got it fixed and settled.
I thought to myself:"Finally, everything's done and I've nothing more to worry about."

Good times don't last long it seems.
Some nutcase crashed into my car around yesterday in the afternoon (Not again?!).
And guess what. I was on my way to the nearest car-workshop, to find out what's with the loud noise coming from my car and freak! I get a louder bang before anything else!
With my previous car-crashing experience, I learned not to fear, and since it was his fault for making a U-turn without looking first, I talked to him, flamed him a little and called my grandpa, which was waiting for me at the workshop to pick me up and go home. We normally leave our car at the workshop and let the boss check the car out himself, because he's a friend of my grandpa.

Right. My grandpa came and decided that we should just go get our own car repaired and that's settled. And apparently, that nutcase was a mellow, middle-aged Malay guy, and he was kind of easy to deal with. Both sides refused to let the law decide (which is very very troublesome) and we only deal with our own car, while he pay up for his own car's damage.

RM500 out of my pocket, for nothing!
What's wrong with my luck these days?
Worse still, I have no ride to travel with.
Talk about a rotten week.

Do you have a theme?~

Someone asked me this question and got me thinking.
"What do you blog about?"
Strange, I never thought about that question before. He was the first to ask me something of that sort and I was like, of all questions?

"More or less about personal stuff, and a lil' bit on other craps, reviews and what not", I replied, after thinking quietly for more than half a minute.

He must have been trying to provoke me, because he said next,"What took you so long to give me that kind of lousy answer?"

"Lousy answer? Just what sort of answer were you expecting?" I was annoyed, but nowhere near exploding, yet.

He then acted as if he knows a hell lot of things and said,"Bloggers normally have a theme which they stick to. It serves as a guide."

"Everyone's got a style of their own and you said yourself, a theme serves as a guide. Why need a guideline when I'm writing on Personal?" I responded, with an apparent-disagreeing tone.

Freaking guess what's next! "You cannot be a blogger if you don't know the rules of a blogger."

"Fuck! What, you think this is some game? The rules of a blogger? The only rule to a blogger is the Law of Defamation and Plagiarism. You want to talk blog? Go start one of yours and then we'll talk." I left the scene after blasting.

It would have led to a better ending for the conversation if he hadn't say what he said.
But seriously, he got me thinking. To fix a theme or not?
My father once suggested something like, going around the world, taking photographs of a certain something (for example: waterfalls, cities, et cetera).
Gee, if so, blogging is just another expensive hobby. Yeah and the topics become more focused onto a certain group of people, which is narrower.
No I don't want that.

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Sorry and thanks~

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Just thinking out loud~

We have a primary school friends' gathering, on every 1st of May. Heck, it's already mid-April.
Time flies~
Last year's gathering took place at some cafe around Klang, we even invited our teacher.
And then another gathering - Rojak Reunion (no it's not related to Rojaks or Wingz), wasn't really a primary schoolmates' gathering. We made it like friend-bring-friend and so, more people than just our primary schoolmates. I wrote a post on it when I was still at my friendster's blog.

Who'll be attending the next gathering?
I wonder~

From a Raptor, into a Rexaur? Dinosaurs~

What is your dream car?
Me, I don't have a dream car.
There are too many cars around, and I can't make up my mind on choosing a dream car.

Remembering about the accident I had, sometimes I think, how lucky am I to still be here.
Really it wasn't too big a deal. Just a few inches away.
I was driving a Nissan Serena, a green dinosaur (yeah right~). And the car that hit me, wasn't exactly a car, but a freaking Toyota Fortuner (talk about dinosaur!).

Now that my grandpa was given a birthday gift, a Perodua Myvi. Much thanks to my dad, who decided that my grandpa needs a new car more than me. lol~
My sister and I grumbled, complained. Saying that selling the old Nissan Serena and getting a new and cooler vehicle, is the definite way to go.
I mean, sure it is. But since the Nissan Serena was all capable up to that point, we were in no position to ask for a new vehicle.

After the accident, what? You expect the MPV to be in full condition? Frankly, I don't think it'll survive another hit.

My sister kept "crying" for a new Myvi of her own, and naturally, request was denied.
I mean come on! I'm older than her and she's going to get her own car before me? Noooo-way-ho-zay~ lol!
Of course, I'm not the one who decides, my parents thought that she's still too "young" to handle a car. With little experience and skill, she's already speeding as though she's a pro. Hence, they decided I hold all the car keys. Wakakakak~

Now, my father found a new light. FWDs~
I was like, huh?! Why do we need those?
He's already driving a Toyota Hilux at Papua New Guinea, and still he wants to get something similar to that in Malaysia? Not boring meh?

My mother then told me about how proud he is driving a Toyota Hilux, because in PNG, his one is considered one of the best.
Adoi~

My sister declined harshly, and it's only normal because huge cars are difficult to fit into parking spaces, especially since she's a beginner.
To me, Toyota Hilux is not good lah~ Because I don't like Hilux! Hilux sound like hai-lat! (hai-lat is err, something vulgar in Cantonese) Zzzz~

While searching through the newspaper ads, they told me they found one more chun than Hilux (can't help but relate Hilux to hai-lat everytime, that also because of my dad).
My father didn't say much about it. My mom, however, said she couldn't remember the name. She made me guess, saying that it's sporty, tough-looking at first glance, and somehow makes people feel that the vehicle is much bigger than all of its kind.
Now tell me, what kind of vehicle came to mind when you hear someone describing like that?

Me? As soon as I hear the word Sporty, I immediately tell my mom shut up. But heck, she continued. lol~
Sporty can only mean - Mitsubishi Triton (pronounce tr-ai-tonne lol~).
And of course, I was right (naturally~ lol).

What can I say about Triton? Hmmm~ The first thing that came to my mind, was King Triton, father of Little Mermaid (in case if you don't know, Triton's the one wielding the spear Trident and also a logo on Neptune's cooking oil). LOL~ How irrelevant.
Alright, it's sporty in design, consumes diesel instead of petrol, hard to flatten, and rolls on four wheels. Great, I'm going to have to drive a Triton!
Fuuuuh~ Parking is going to become an issue (at least I'm driving a greater dinosaur).

Well what say you to a Mitsubishi Triton?

MY List~

Know anything about that image?
The very big MY List words?
And what's this MY List about?
MY stands for Malaysia and so MY List is Malaysia's List. List of what?! List of bloggers lah!~

MY List stands for the giving hearted and goodwill of Malaysians to help one another and also most definitely for the Malaysian Boleh! spirit in the great big world of blogsphere! - Said Daryl.

According to 5Xmom, it's pretty much about creating a list of Malaysian bloggers and people who blog about things (anything interesting) in Malaysia. Then again, we want the list to be as long as possible.

Why the MY List? Because by joining, your blog can achieve a greater rank. Just what sort of rank? Technorati Rank of Malaysian Blogs man! Tell me, is this not a good chance for us to improve our pagerank?
Now, who can participate?
Any Malaysian bloggers (wherever you may be at, so long you're a Malaysian)
Also non-Malaysians, who blog about things you can find in Malaysia (events, food, places, and what not).

Wait no more! This deal ends on the 31st of May 2007.

Find out how to participate! Click - Here.

My List Participants

Ah Ling's blog
Memoirs.:*CRoSs mY hE@Rt
~WoOLaLA~
vivivava Design
My Mothering Corner
Shoppingmum’s Home Office
My Filling Station
Shopping Mum
All about Beauty
Shoppingmum and Kids
datotalrandommessy.grey
Notes from my heart
Joy Montessori
wahlau's online hut
Cedric’s Asylum
mott’s mutterings
Just My Thoughts
 delephant
Incoherent Ramblings
HOT STUFF
Make Money Online with Malaysia Love AGLOCO
MONTESSORIMUM.COM
Funky Cookies
Earn Money Blogging
PabloPabla's Whatever
Make Money with Blogging
Paris Beaverbanks
Free Links Giveaway
Free Blogger Templates
Blogsreview.Net
Making a Living
5xmom
How to be a Better Blogger
My Women Stuff
Hochiak! Delicious Asian Food
Best Recipes
Champagne Tastes on a Beer Budget
Daryl's Discovery Journey
The fluff must go somewhere

I'm not a weirdo~

Was tagged by AceOne, who claimed that by doing his tag, I'll get more traffic. lol~
No matter. I would have done it anyway.

Another weird tag - 10 weird things about me or, habits that I have.

First let me define the word Weird.
1. Supernatural.
2. (Informal) Odd or strange.
3. (Also informal) Bizarre or freakish.

Since we're talking about habits, it can only mean the informal meaning, which is odd or strange, or the extremes, bizarre or freakish.
Really, have you ever heard of a supernatural habit? What on earth be that?

Well at any rate, why is everyone so curious about weird stuff?
Human nature~

Now what is weird about me?

Not in any particular order.

Number One:
I cannot help myself but kill any insect that came into my sight. Especially mosquitoes, spiders and roaches. I'm trying hard to not kill spiders though. Because well... Spider = Spiderman.

Number Two:
I'm good in mathematics, but I hate the subject! How come? And well I love science but I suck at memorizing facts. Crap!

Number Three:
I always wanted a game to last long, but sadly all the good games, they finish too quickly. lol~ God of War II for example. I bought on Sunday and finished on Thursday (exclude all those intervals for food, sleep, exercise, crap, shit, and what not). What is weird about this? Oh, that strange habit of cracking games as soon as possible instead of just playing it for fun.

Number Four:
I was supposed to look really cute (uh huh~) when I was still a kid (toddler?) but why in the world do I look so weird now? Yes it's not a habit, but it's with me all the time, my weird look.

Number Five:
I punch on walls whenever I feel annoyed, or err, really pissed. Sometimes, I do it for fun. Is this suppose to be weird? Somehow I think it's like an exercise, even my father used to punch on walls when he was at my age. Sandbags are expensive. lol~

Number Six:
I have this weird habit of peeling the skin of my fingers. I used to bite my fingernails when I was much younger. I was so at it, that my parents had to use fingernail polish or whatever you call that thing, just so I quit. Colorless ones of course. Sadly, however, I end up now peeling instead of biting. lol~

Number Seven:
I always imitate the sound of anything. From musical instruments to crappy noises. I do so whenever I'm alone. lol~ Because I think it's weird, and people will think I'm weird if I do that in public.

Number Eight:
Rycerain told me that one weird thing about me is that I can open my eyes, without blinking at all, for more than one minute. Yeah that happens whenever I'm focused, for example, like when I'm playing games. I think it's not that weird but... Maybe a little.

Number Nine:
This is not a habit, more like a must but it's weird because I like it. I'm talking about bathroom-washing. Yeah it's strange but why? Because I like water and washing the bathroom is rather fun. lol~

Number Ten:
It's really weird that, I freaking took more than an hour to complete this tag because I find it really difficult to think about the weird habits that I have. So is it weird to have little weird habits? I'm still very much a normal person.

Okay, now that I'm done with my tag.
AceOne, how is this going to boost my traffic?! lol~

As for who to tag, none again~
Am I just being good, or have I no one to tag?

*Vanishes into thin air, weirdly*

I need to get me more entertainment~

Alright, I'm back from all those business.
I had to rest before starting again.
I overslept earlier, and freaking missed out a yumcha session with my friends.
Shows how tired my body is.

And well I admit it. It wasn't entirely about business.
I stayed up late because of a few new games I bought on last Sunday.

Playstation 2's:

God of War II

This is quite cool a game, because well, it's cool~
Graphics, all in are not bad at all compared to other sort of action-adventure games.
At least in PS2, it is.
Better than the Prince of Persia - The Two Thrones (Which I finished long before I bought the God of War II).

Well the Prince of Persia was definitely good.
But the PS2 version lack the quality.
And even the PC's version, is still not better than God of War's graphics. Heck, both games are good to play and fairly easy. I finished both games in just a few hours each.

In terms of gameplay, Prince of Persia is more about manipulating your enemies and use your surroundings to your advantage (with wall-run abilities, yeah), so study the terrain and timing is what matters.
God of War is about swinging your thing, hack, bash, slash, smash, stab and sometimes, even tearing monsters with his bare hands (kind of bloody), how can anyone have that kind of strength? Only Kraytos - Ghost of Sparta, Slayer of Gods and whatever more title there is to him. And I never knew Hades - God of Underworld, was a brother of Zeus' - King of Gods (the one that ruled Mount. Olympia, also known as Herc's father) until after I play the game.
Okay it's just a game, it's not real.
Next~

Medal of Honor - Vanguard

This is truly a fun game, because it's about World War II and it's really quite interesting because it's about fighting a war. Why is it called Vanguard? Simply because the person you play in the game - Frank Keegan, a Sergeant and what not, during the real WWII, was one of the 82nd division, Airborne blah blah blah. In short, a paratrooper. They were the first bunch of soldiers that were given the task to parachute their way down into the heart of enemy territory to conquer, or sometimes, their own territory to defend. All of that first bunch were untested, and yet they won the war. Naturally, they returned home as heroes.

No I'm not a bloodthirsty person or a warmonger. It's just about having the thrill and feeling of it. When you can't have the real thing happening, you might want to know what it's like, right?
And well, running around a heavily guarded fort, fighting alongside with your soldier "brothers", are all quite syok geh. The thing I like about Medal of Honor is that they have this whole gang following you, talking to you (they say things like "hey, leave some for us!" sometimes when you kill an enemy), and sometimes, it gets really chi-gek and I take out a whole bunch of the opposing force before any of my members score any marks.
And again, I finished this game in a matter of hours.

Now that's a rather weird review. lol~

*Pictures taken from Game Revolution*

Did some research on a certain date~

Well this post is really a short one, just to explain about how the date of Ching Beng work.
I said that Ching Beng is supposedly on the 18th of the third month in the Lunar calendar - here.

Well no it's not.
Ching Beng is always 100 days after "Dong Tze".
And after calculating a little, yeah.

Also, because the calendar that we have now is much more precise and accurate compared to those of others, Ching Beng is usually around the first week of April, while "Dong Tze" is most of the time on the 22nd of December.

Off I go~

What do you know about me?~

Sweet~
Was tagged.
By whom? Feon lah~
Thanks to Pinksterz who brought it up in the first place. lol~

Alright, I'm not quite back yet, but hey, tags like this sort are rather easy and so, yeah I'll do the tag.
Topic be - 5ive things you don't know about me.

Alright~
Where to start?
Hmmm.........

Number one:
Ask anyone who know little about me, or even a few of my group of friends, and they might come up with comments like how quiet a person I am. No I'm not~ I'm not a quiet person at all. At home, I'm the noisiest there could be. My sister even regarded me as a "sampat" person, being totally "sampat" when I'm at home, always making noises and acting like a clown.

Number two:
I can easily skip a night's sleep. I've tried staying awake for over 50 hours and still feel okay. But I fall asleep during classroom lectures easily, no matter how fresh I am, because classes are freaking boring. Really they are so freaking boring lest they could put the wildest animal to rest without tranquilizers.

Number three:
My voice is better and I can sing higher keys during the night. I think it's not just me though. Perhaps it's about the temperature? Try yours and let me know what you think. lol~

Number four:
At one point of my life, I thought that, maybe this "destiny" of mine, wasn't really my thing, and which diverted my attention to something else - Business marketing, business this, business that, business.... and what not. Then after some serious struggling during my first few semesters in TAR College, I realized that, "hey~ I'm not doing what I should. This isn't right!"
I withdrew from TARC next, looked around for details on how to get courses like Audio Engineering, Event Organizing, and what not. Well, turned out that all are tough-to-get-job kind of courses. I slapped myself for not thinking things through before I step out of secondary school. And finally, end up doing American Degree Program in Stamford College PJ, major in Mass Comm.
Eh~ What's the topic again?

Number five:
What's more? Hmmm~
You know, there's this quote from someone, which I obviously don't remember who, saying - Be everything in something, and something in everything else. Me, I'm just something in something, and nothing in everything else. lol~
At least I get used to things easily. It helps in many ways.
Come to think of it, the very few things I can really count on are my musical intelligence and common sense. Freaking sad.
But hey, I learned music (officially) for 10 years, and music's been something important to me. And well, I never really stop learning when I stopped. lol~ I still practice on my own, do my own songs and so.

Like, that's not quite what I thought I'd write when I first started this tag.
Still, that wraps it up. Yeah, any more and I'll have to dig into really personal stuff.
And someone told me that I always regard myself as someone useless, making everyone else think that I'm down or suffering from depression. Well, I only say things like that when I'm online. And if you ask me, naturally, I'll tell you it's my nature.

It's really early in the morning now and no I don't plan on skipping another night's sleep.

Before I end, I have to tag someone, but still I have no one to tag~
So I'll drop the tagging.

Geez~ It's already April, and I'm still alive...

Well well, I've been rather busy recently.
That explains why I haven't been coming online and also the lack of posts in my blog.
Busy with "Ching Beng" (Saturday and Sunday, too many dead relatives), getting visitors quite often (at home), and running around town with my friends.

Ching Beng is like, a festival? Whereby we pay our dead relatives' graveyard a visit. lol~
Happens every year, and no I'm not sure about the date. I think it's on the 18th of the third month in the Lunar calendar, no? Hmmm~ Never mind.

Well what kind of visitors do I get at home?
My cousins, my sister's friends (which, I think, I know the most of them), and pests.
Really, why are there so many mosquitoes these days? Mayhap it be the rain?

And running around town, really is nothing. Everyone does the same.
Yumcha, movies, karaoke, basketball, and just recently, everyone seem to have found a new hobby, an old hobby - dancing. Yeah we're all dancing again. Breakdance, a little hip-hop and poppin', it's all good.
Maybe we'll do some dancing and I'll take some pics and post it up here.
Yeah that'll do. Soon to come.

And well, Meet The Robinsons should be quite fun to watch. And I haven't watch 300 yet~
Another reason for me to hit the cinema.

And well, right about now, my blog account is having some problem. Or maybe it's just my connection. I cannot connect to my blog, but heck, I can still post an entry.
What is freaking wrong?

No matter. I'll just wait until it's back.

I imagine a bowl of noodles with some beef and all that goodness.
I'm hungry. That calls for a break.
To the kitchen, I go~