Saturday, December 31, 2005

| so long to christmas

Yer.. Christmas is over already. So sad.. So much for 12 days of Christmas huh? Oh well, at least it's been more of a meaningful Christmas than a fun one.. Well, actually it's fun too larr. Basically, I got what I wanted for Christmas - a nice quiet Christmas with people close to my heart. Yup, more of meaningful with a hint of fun.

But it's kinda sad that Christmas is gonna be over soon. Actually, it's already over but lets just pretend that it hasn't. bleh~ Just when I actually, seriously got the Christmas Spirit in me, Christmas is over and all the dong dong chang!! can be heard resounding all over the place. Luckily, those dong dong chang!! ain't that bad you know. Getting those Red Packets filled with money IS a good thing. No doubt about that. As malays would say, "Jika ada rezeki, jangan ditolak," (when there's opportunity, don't say no to it).

Well, so much for that eh? Wishing you all the last wish of Christmas for the year. Chaoz peeps~!

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

| hey~ i AM playful in real life *smiles*

Just when I thought Christmas was starting to get exciting, the 25th whoosh'ed by without me even noticing. That's it? No more extra delicious food and drinks? No more staying up late at night spying on daddy kissing Santa? That's kinda sad isn't it? Luckily, Christmas last for 12 days! The explanation for it can be easily found in the Christmas carol, 'On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me', or so I was told larr~ If you're one to believe whatever I just wrote up there, it means that Christmas is only starting! Yay~

It's a very warm Christmas indeed. Definitely more special than the rest. Instead of receiving like how I used to, this year, I gave and gave and gave and mann did it felt good. I mean, I literally spent all my pay from working to buy those gift for all those people who meant so much to me. Christmas eve was extra special too. Initially GerX was not going to celebrate Christmas in my house as she wanted to join the CF's Christmas carol. Me being the so nice person that I am ahaks~, was okay with it. Later that evening GerX manage to come to my house and we celebrated Christmas together. Yea~ That's gotta be something special alright.

Today, someone gave me a rather unusual comment. The person said something like this, "You know, from your blog you sound like a very cheerful, playful guy but in real life I didn't know you're so serious one..". Weird huh? Tell me about it. I AM playful in real life. She's just lucky she hasn't seen me being playful in real life. She will surely live to regret it. ahaks~

And now that all the fun and exciting parts are all over (read the top). Life's daily chores are being thrown back at me. With people coming to me for help, the finals are knocking at the door and NOC4 is drawing ever near. Guess I'll be very busy after all. Don't worry, I'll be playful at the same time.
Remember kids,
it's okay to be child-like
- not childish

Okay, I'm gonna fall asleep on the computer if I don't speed up on this post. ahak~ Good night peeps and Blessed Christmas!

Sunday, December 25, 2005

| on the first day of christmas

Ladies, gentlemen and lantlemen. I present to you, a Christmas Special. Universal Studios' Free Photo Booth (18-SX)
You have been warned.

Friday, December 23, 2005

| now where did it went wrong...

Okies.. See the post at the bottom? Yeah~ It's actually to be from Sippy's blog. So if you're reading the bottom post, it's from Sippy, not me. Kinda funny though how it showed up here instead of her own blog.

| christmas is near

I wonder how long I didn't update my blog d.. Ever since my laptop can't go online, I feel like disconnected from the world, unable to catch up with wat happening in other ppl's lifes.. I'm really sad case man..

Christmas is around the corner. I'm sure lots of blogs blog about Christmas. Just read Kenny Sia's one, he wrote about tips for buyin guy's pressis. I agree watever he wrote but I know I can never afford them in this stage.. somebody has to wait for a long long time for those stuffs. =P

Tuesday's CF is quite awesome. We have Christmas party that nite and i wear a pinkish orangy shirt with a dark blue skirt and I look quite cute. ^_^ I'm CP after all, the "cute cute princess". We exchange present and ate turkey. Nice lar.. I got a hanger in seashell and starfish form.. looks very ery cute. Want to thank the person who gv me this lar.. haha. =) Wanna thank for the CF commitee who organize the party also, they hv done an awesome job. ;)

Yesterday went to the voices debate meeting. I haven't debate for a long logn time. I'm not a debate material and I'm suck in debating. I dun even know wat posititon I'm in until ppl told me. Lame, rite?? =P Anway, the motion is interesting, "gay couple should adopt kids". I was same group with dale, we were the closing op. Dale's a good debater and pity him he had to stucked with me. Aiks aiks.. Sorry Dale.

I guess that's the only update from me. Dun hv much time to blog as I'm goin back home now. Till then, just in case I dun blog I'll wish u Merry Christmas in advance and may u will be merry all day long. =)

Thursday, December 22, 2005

| the ultimate question?

Seriously, why did that bloody chicken cross the road?

You know, one of life's greatest questions are generally questions that points back to us. Call me crazy but as humans, having pride and ego, we thrist to know about ourselves and how people look at us. Sure we ARE ourselves and we KNOW a lot about ourselves, but in the end, we don't really know how we are in the eyes of others. Having that old habit and character, we are so used and comfortable with our ever interesting personality. Just like how we can't smell our own body odour but others can? Yea, the same thing.

So what drives us to seek out the nature of ourselves? I guess it can be due to ego and pride too. Some people can be very touchy about how others think of them. Some people take whatever comments about them with an open ear while others just don't care. With that said, I've just given myself a lame excuse to post up some Blogthings Quizes. bleh~ I'm lame.

How You Life Your Life

You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.
You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.
You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.
You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.

Your Heart Is Green

Love completes you, but that doesn't mean you seek it out.
When love comes your way, you integrate it peacefully into the rest of you life.

Your flirting style: Laid back

Your lucky first date: Walking around aimlessly and talking

Your dream lover: Is both enthusiastic and calm

What you bring to relationships: Balance

All American Kid

Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain.

You were well rounded and well liked in high school.

You Are Somewhat Machiavellian

You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...
But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.
You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.
You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

| no sweets - for the naughty kids

Christmas is in the air. Sorry. I mean the Christmas spirit is in the air. And it isn't as cheerful nor exciting as it was before. Guess it's only natural that as you get older, the lesser the 'excitement'. Remember back when we were just kids? How our parents would sneak out late at night when we were dead sounds asleep to put those small gifts of chocolate and candy into our Christmas socks. Waking up the next day never seem as fun as the other usual days. How much have we forgotten.

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the clouds will always be rolling rolling rolling

Melaka is expanding in an increasing pace. Even our traffic is mimicking the great busy K.L. roads. The roads, changes a lot too. In the past, you can turn here to get there but now, you have to turn here, turn there, stop for 5 seconds and then turn again to get there. One of the latest changes in the roads of Melaka is the one where normally you can turn into Jaya Jusco if you're coming from Bukit Beruang without having use the main road. But the dudes there thought it would be a splendid idea to block it and allow cars to go out, not come in. Got fooled by it twice already. bleh~

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hmmm.. looks like a familiar road in kl doesnt it?

Just like the roads of Melaka, the spirit of Christmas.. more like, the idea of Christmas is ever changing too. I remember back once they change those advertising signs from the usual Christmas to X'mas. There was a huge debacle over it. On one side, they say that it's really wrong to cut the name Christ out of Christmas. The other said that 'X' is a symbol of Christ in Hebrew (i think). For me, I'm more of the conservative type of people so I'll definitely prefer the former - just like how I would like my pizzas.

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the 3 of us ate a 6 person meal before

Yea, I'm more conservative than many of you think. Sure, I crack up corny jokes and I talk a lot of crap, but I'm sure very conservative when it comes to many issues. I have my stand on certain stuff like keeping myself a virgin for my future-wife and I don't mind facing those laughs and jeers of my friends. To me, everything comes with a price - I'll pay for it. Easier said than done right? ahaks~ patience.. patience..

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now no one will wanna sleep on my bed

Still.. wassup with Christmas? How do we make it cooler? Maybe, instead of greeting our friends with the tongue-sticking-out WAZZZUP!!, we can use the alternate tongue-sticking-out SHALLLOMM!! (Deric told me that joke - blame him). ahaks~ Truth be told, Christmas' TRUE meaning is already as cool as it can get. If anything would get me into the 'Christmas spirit', the true meaning of Christmas will.

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wonder how EP looks like a scene from CSI:Miami

I guess the thing that really kick-start the Christmas in me, was today's or yesterday, depending on when you read this, CF Christmas Party. Picture your ordinary CF meeting. Done? Hold that picture still. Now add gifts and presents into the picture. Hmmm~ Something's still missing eh? Here comes the fun part, add tons and tons of food ranging from Curry Puffs to Grand Berry Cheese Cakes (nicely made by Mark). Not good enough? Throw in 2 huge roasted turkeys. It's been more than 2 years since I last had turkey and damn does it taste good. Gotta love it.

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the twins strike again

Sunday, December 18, 2005

| story of the streamyx : the end


A word of advice: never trust a computer. Seriously. I mean, just look at at psycho A.I. SkyNet. We gave it our trust handed the safety of our family and our nation to it and what did it do? Attack puny humans and send Terminators back in time. *sigh* Things like these just gives us bad experiences.. just like the first time you had constipation. "yes sir, I've checked our computers and it says your area has streamyx". Note the "our computers". There's something evil going on I tell ya.

But back then we were still uncertain if it would work or not. As skeptical as we may be, there was a shimmer of hope left in us. 5 days after re-registering, the technician came to test out our connection. We held our breath in anticipation. After 10 minutes, the man was still working on the same line. A sudden de-ja-vu flashed in our minds. We knew the out come of it even before the man was finish. Not wanting to waste time, I went to the kitchen to sharpen my cleaver. True enough, there was no broadband line - and I had to bury another corpse.

2 years later

Dad came home one day all excited saying that our taman has broadband. As convincing as he sounded, we didn't believe him. After having gone through all those years of physical and emotional torture, we knew better than to trust those words. We demanded proof of our father's claim. He said that another family in our row of houses has already installed streamyx and is using it. "Nah~ It can't be real~" we told ourselves. Dad said we would dig deeper into this and tried not to increase the body-count.

Just days after dad's broadband claim, a man called the house saying that our taman has streamyx. Being the nice person I am, I resisted the urge to curse and swear before slamming down the phone. We discussed and set the date where he will come to.. well, 'install' streamyx. I sharpened my cleaver in preparation of that day to come. Bro helped too. That day came sooner than expected and we were very excited about who's gonna get buried later. A wira parked in front of our house and a young man came out from the car. He introduced himself as a technician for streamyx and went on to check our line. I stood behind him with my cleaver ready to swing his head off his body. 5 minutes went on and he stood up and said, "All done~". "All done? What do you mean all done?", I asked almost revealing the cleaver hidden behind my back. Puzzled by our question he replied, "Well, done as in, you can use streamyx now. You have broadband~"

We couldn't believe our ears. Is it true that the day of broadband in the house of Liu has finally come? It must be a dream! It's definitely a scam! I should just chop him up into pieces and give his left-overs to the dogs. We tested the raw power of broadband, opened up a blank webpage and typed in and in an instant the whole page appeared before us. It is true. We finally have broadband in our home.. and I'm getting too emotional. Finally, we can do the things we've always wanted to do.

But after having this 'gift', I realize that nothing much has change. I still dunno what to do. All the anticipation that accumulated out of all those years, boiled down to this? Disappointing indeed. We have streamyx and we dunno what to do with it. So much for the hype. This sucks~

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we downloaded the Cable Guy and realized
how Mark looks really like him too

Saturday, December 10, 2005

| story of the streamyx : the beginning

I remember there was once upon a time.. A young chap rang my door bell in the middle of a bright sunny afternoon. "Hi", he said. "Are you interested in having broadband services?". Ahhh.. yes~ Broadband. Those magic words rang in all our ears. After hearing the news that our taman is finally able to have a Streamyx connection, the house was in the celebration mood. We eagerly filled in the forms and set the appointment dates, counting down every single day.

Alas, the day had come. Smiling from ear to ear, we greeted the fellow technician that's standing in front the outer gates. We even gave him a cup of cola as he set up his equipment. But something was amiss. There was no response from him even after 10 minutes of playing with the main phoneline. We were anxious and worried, like soon-to-be parents. "Hmm.. wait arrr, I call my superior". Oh no~ Is there something wrong? Did we forget to pay the bill? I've already dispose of those bodies. Our thoughts we filled with worries and it got worse when he said 'problem' over the phone. "Umm.. is there a problem ah?", my dad asked. "I don't know how to tell you this but.. your baby didn't make it." "What?". "*cough*, I mean arrr, yorr fone-lyne bo signal".

*crashing sound*

Despair and sadness filled our hearts as our world tumbled into a void of darkness. Devastated.. Utterly devastated. "Sowee for yor loss". We looked to him with blank eyes. "Ehh.. can I go now arr?". Our mind were shouting foul and filth but mouths just couldn't bring it out - we could only think of one thing.. "*nervous* Ermm.. excuse me arrr, can yu plees oben de gate? *swallow*". In our minds, his words are like drops of water in the middle of the ocean, crushed by the might waves. "Wha-? NOOooooooooooo... *silence*". We took whatever juicy parts of him that we can and disposed the rest.

a year later..

It was like any other day. The horrific incident that we went through last year has been well put aside in our hearts. But wait, what is this? A streamyx banner? I couldn't read well but I think it says something like 'YOUR TAMAN GOT STREAMYX LIAO! FASTER APPLY!'. Though I was still skeptical about this so-called informative banner, I told my family about it. We called up the tmNet centre the reply we got was, "yes sir, I've checked our computers and it says your area has streamyx". The void of the 'Last Year Incident' were filled with this tiny ray of hope that came from a sweet lady. But I guess, luck, was never on our side..

to be continued...

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

| we weren't bad, just naughty

The Lord works from the inside out. The
world works from the outside in. The world
would take people out of the slums. Christ
takes the slum out of people, and then they
take themselves out of the slums. The world
would mold men by changing their environment.
Christ changes men, who then change their
environment. The world would shape human
behavior, but Christ can change human nature.
~Ezra Taft Benson~

The next few weeks gonna be fun. Lots of activities are up and running. Worst of all, the mid terms are knocking at the doors of every MMU student. We CF'ers have other things in mind though. After being inspired by works of Robert Frost, we're gonna walk the road not taken. The previous sentence proves that I can STILL remember my Form 5 literature. Not bad eh?

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from the bright sunny day..

About that particular road that's not taken.. I think. Though mid terms drawing ever near and all.. Though we're all busy with the upcoming HUGE Camp.. Though NOC4 is bugging every cell of our brain.. We, MMUCF'ers, aregonnawatchChroniclesOfNarnia!! Yay!! As great and exciting as it sounds, I can't go with them. Reason being that I have a mid term paper on the same day and time. That sucks huh? As if it being the same day isn't bad enough, it's on the same time. I sense a conspiracy going on. Hmmm.. Its not a problem I guess. After all, I can always watch later with GerX or something. So for the whole semester, these are the activities that are going on in my life; FYP project, Malaysian Studies project, Business Management assignments, HUGE Camp work, NOC4 music practice, and an assortments of tutorials and minor assignments. Great larr. Exactly what I need - more work. ahaks~

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As excited as I sound, I'm actually quite the opposite. I just received an sms from my ex-classmate back in High School. It seems my friend's mother lost her battle with cancer. So this next few lines are gonna be about a friend of mine and the adventures we had.

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..from a stupid moron..

Lakshman Raj. I've known him since primary school. Though we weren't so close back then, I knew him as a schoolmate and we hung out sometimes. When we entered secondary school, now that's when the fun began. From scouts to regular insane stunts, we did it as group of friends and I had the time of my life. Form 4 and 5 were the craziest of all times. From bike racing to skipping school or 'panjat tembok' as we call it. Heck, we didn't even need to climb our school walls, we just walk right out the main gate. ahaks~ From fights right after school to chasing people behind 'Payung'. From stalking people at night to those free drinks at PURE. Times when friends are indeed friends. When one is in trouble, everyone will be there. In fact, once when Raj met an accident before school started, more than half of the class didn't go to school that day. We located him, gave him a ride while we repaired his bike. Sure those times were the really dark chapters of my sinful life but nonetheless, when I look back and reminisce, I knew I had fun and I didn't regret them at all - I grew alot from them.

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Raj came from a broken home. His mom separated from his father because his father's mom is racist against her as a Chinese. Actually, there's more to that then the skin colour but I don't think it really matters. What matters is that I never thought he had a complete family once upon a time, till one day I stumbled upon a picture on his drawer, a complete family portrait - a happy family. After the separation, his mom went to UK to work. She would come back to Melaka once in a while and cook for all of us. She was a very nice lady. Though we never thought of her a mother, she treated us all like a son. More than half a year ago, Raj told us his mom was diagnosed with cancer and he's going to live in UK to take care of her. We haven't seen him since then. Just moments ago, WeeD smsed me telling me the dreaded news and I almost lost the mood to write this post. Raj, your mom was a great mom. We Konn Manns are here for you dude, JackAss for life.


Friday, December 02, 2005

| when a fable ends, the speed begins

I kinda like the title. Sounds cool doesn't it? ahaks~ Dad's back once again and he's looking cheerful as ever. Well, I'm assuming he is cheerful larr, but we wouldn't know till later at night right? Miss him I do. Obey him I will. Love him I must. Yoda I copy..



Yea, I dig Fable : The Lost Chapters (TLC). I dig it goood. So the original xbox Fable is kinda short.. okay, it's short, we all know that. But atleast TLC has a few extra quest and missions that makes it better than them consoles (discriminating sneer). ahaks~ Should Lionhead make a sequel for Fable : TLC, I'm gonna get it alright. It's a good game that shouldn't be missed. I mean, come on.. Does my character look cool doing that or what? Gotta hand it to Lionhead Studios for making those character's-looks-and-alignment-change-based-on-actions-thingie games, they're really good at it. Another reason why I say this game is good is because I got my brother hooked on it. He's playing it from scratch all over again. *smiles*

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coool leh?

So now that I've finish Fable and all, I wonder what am I gonna do on my free-time at home? Maybe I'll pick up my bible and read a little or even study those dusty notes and stuff. Maybe I'll just do some good deed so that my character alignment will change to "good". Sorry. No Fable talk anymore, I promise (fingers crossed).

Some predict that it's gonna be a really boring sem though we're in the midst of a short sem with a FYP deadline hanging on our butts. Yea, 2nd year Diploma students have already started doing our FYP. Not to mention NOC4 is nearing the horizon - aka, more work. Yet the signs of boredom are eminent and distinguishable.

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I see it everyday when the sun's beam cuts across the tall FIST buildings and trees.

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I see it on the pavement where we walk upon on the way to lecture.

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I see it in the silent faces of the student's SmartCards.

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Heck, I even see it in the guy sleeping next to me.

I need speed baby. I need the Need For Speed : Most Wanted.. Installed and now playing. ahaks~ Nite's peeps!

Thursday, December 01, 2005

| ignore this

i worry too much sometimes

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

| dont die abby!!

It all started when I noticed I had a God Shaped Hole in my tiny little heart. In truth, I was only searching for Life, Love and Other Mysteries. Sure it's a shock. I guess I'll just have to Keep The Candle Burning. But I need not worry. After all, His Eye Is On The Sparrow and He's always watching over me. Cool huh? Hehe~ But in all seriousness, He is my Only Hope to seeing the clear Blue Skies. But oh Quando Quando will the day come where Love Will Find A Way? For God Bless The Broken Road I walk upon that led me to you.

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Yes, for we are friends and Friends Are Friends Forever and we stand in the midst of the multitude like a Candle In The Wind waiting for One Sweet Day where Helena will be accepted. I'll Try, for Better Than I, I Wish For You a hot Fever that would set your soul on fire. So, together We Are One. I'm not trying to joke cause This Is Your Life and all I'm asking is that you will Look Through My Eyes and see that I do care. Is Something There? Something At The Beginning of A Moment Like This? I dunno.. I'm so lost. I need to know Where Are You Now? Please stop this torture and Let Me Let Go to come to you. To come to place where It's All Coming Back To Me Now. Oh, how long to go To Where You Are. To the place and time When She Loved Me. Yes.. lets go back to then.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

| knowing is as fun as walking it

When the Path Of Neo ends, a new Fable is made. In short, I'm done with the Path Of Neo game. Yea. And now I'm into Fable ; The Lost Chapters. Cool~

Here's a kind review of the game Path Of Neo. *ahem*
Memorable scenes and easy combos that produces cool moves. Corny at many a times (which is quite funny to me). Fighting dozens of Agent Smiths never seemed so satisfying. Slightly different storyline and lousy ending - real lousy.

The path of The One is a dangerous and deceiveful one.
Pain and healing, love and hatred, emotions
that governs the flow and ebb of a sound mind.

And now, back to my FYP project. *sigh*

Thursday, November 24, 2005

| smiling

Smiling is a good form of staying young - that's a known fact. After all, it takes more muscles to frown than to smile, therefore the more we frown, the stronger our frown muscles get. Cool huh?

The people reader. I wonder if it's possible to just read a person just like how you read a book or novel. Can you roughly tell a person's character, his past, or anything by just talking to the person? To tell a person's character would be a wrong way to put it. Think of it as getting to know a person better, in a complex sense.

I like to ask questions about people. I like throwing questions after questions in a search to get to know the person better. Strategically planned or totally random, questions are, in the end still questions. Breaking down barriers and walls that people naturally built around them by asking series of inconspicuous question that would somehow 'direct' them to a certain way, eventually giving out answers that I want to know.

The above are all crap paragraphs, thank you.

Sometimes people don't always appear the way they are. In a way they may look sad and all but it is actually the other way around. Sometimes they may flash a smile on their face but deep down, their hurting bad. It all boils down to the individuals themselves. Some are very good at expressing their feelings and their moods. Many of them are labeled 'emo' or 'small-gas'. Some aren't as good as to show their real feelings or tell what they really think. Others however, choose to suppress their feelings and depression, wearing that smile that you see everyday. For all you know, that cheerful person next to you has a lot to cry about.

I smile a lot. I like to smile because smiling makes me look young. Now I may sound like a spastic jackass talking like that but I wonder how much I can suppress in me. I wonder how much can I handle before I'll blow up at an unwitting victim or burst an artery in my brain causing a devastating stroke. I wonder why I smile..

Sunday, November 20, 2005

| where the wind takes you

Dad's back for the weekend. It's his first week over there and it looks like he'll be okay after all. I'm glad he's back and all but there's a slight mini-disappointment lurking in me. So here's the scenario; I've planned what I was gonna do for the whole week and the weekend. Two days later dad called and said he coming back on Saturday evening. My heart was delighted yet at the same time discontented. It's sort of like a mixed emotion with more delight and less discontent, get it? Oh well, guess life's like that.

good post bro

Had late lunch with GerX today due to the dumb reason that I woke up late, missing the CADP sports carnival that gives a free 2 points for every subject this semester *sigh* and didn't go for my discussion with my FYP comrades that was to be discussed during the carnival. Guess my tiredness has grown to a new level. Usually, I would be awaken by any alarm-like noise, ranging from ring tones to the ever pesky beeps. But these days I can be so tired as to sleep through those alarm like today. Scary.

lets make this a great noc

I dunno why I've been having this tense feeling on my shoulders since the week started. And the Dare You To Move by Switchfoot song, "the tension is here.. the tension is here.." doesn't give much help either. But seriously, it's beginning to bother me a great deal. For crying out loud like-a-baby-with-his-finger-stuck-in-a-meat-grinder, it's only the first week! So what's up with this feeling?! Is there someone who would give me a shoulder without me asking? *sigh* I need one badly.

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tension sia..

note : tension could've been caused during process of getting this all-wind-suite during mah jong session with family

Saturday, November 19, 2005

| by the end of your first week

"So how's the first week?", my mom asked abruptly. Without putting much thought into it, I said my usual (and useful) "Okay lorr I guess,". She smiles. I smiled back. She smiles back again. *silence*

Jason posted an interesting question indeed.

It's 3.26am now and after reflecting back, yea~ it's been a tiring week. Quite unusual to hear that after the first week of the sem. Most people would be still carefree, skipping around like a 6 year-old on ropes, but I guess this IS a short semester after all. So feeling tired from the first week shouldn't strike surprising.

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should've followed the dude sleeping behind me

Class is boring as ever. Especially when you have subjects like Malaysian Studies hanging by your neck. All history no fakery. While sitting in such a class, one can only wonder what lies beneath the table of such lecturers who feels cursed to be lecturing such a subject. History is fun!! History is great!! Yea right. History IS history. Wahahahahah~ Looks like I'll be going to CF after all. ahaks~

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drinking their coffee will change your perception

Thursday evening. The rain was pouring down like a over-stressed man pissing by the river - it even smells like that. At the back of my mind I really wanted to enjoy the rain and sleep through it. Alas, who can say no to the first CG of the semester? Who? Tell me who?! Wore a black shirt (important), grab my keys and flew to EP fighting the wind and rain. True enough by the time I reached there, I was really, really soaking wet. But thank God I chose to come. Glas1 CG is known for food and fun. Well actually just food only but 'fun' comes as a side-dish with 'food'. So this time we went to Newton Food Court to munch down some food, EP's grub is getting rather stale, no? We ate and ate but were we satisfied? A definite NO. Went to some cool coffee shoppe at Jonker. But this ain't no ordinary coffee shop. This place is known for its coffee from the 13 states of Malaysia. I ordered the wild Sabah coffee and sipped on it while we played the tension builder, Mafia. Sweet huh?

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the light creeps in

Alas, the week draws near to an end. Called dad frequently and encouraged him as much as I could. Hopefully it'll suffice. The good news is that he's coming back on Saturday 6pm. You know what that means kids? It's Mah Jong time! ahaks~ Brought GerX here to study since the library is getting rather over-packed and over-rated. Momma says that there's no better place to study than at home. To my surprise (not), she can cook quite an impressive curry egg-maggie mee. My meal however, though it looks disgusting in black and white, it does taste good *ahem* to me, atleast. Hey~! It's not everyday I cook maggie goreng for myself okay?

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black worms..

By night time, I went for NOC4 music team's first meeting to discuss the recommended songs and tried to narrowed them down. We have some cool tunes planned in this one really emo NOC4 script this year. Hopefully we can finalize it asap so that I can get into proper practice. There's nothing I wanna do than to play for the RIGHT person. It's all there is to it. After all, aren't all our gifts not our own but given?

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Nestea and a mini-disc is all we need

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

| continuation : except the CF of the sem

Woke up today with a massive hangover. Last night's double-dose of the obvious Black & White 2 and some spin-chilling F.E.A.R. action was almost a little too much than I could've handled. Note-to-self : No strategy and horror/action games before sleep. Thankfully, my trusty handphone alarm did its wonders and somehow, really somehow, I woke up. Yea~ Nothing beats the morning wake up call of the 2nd day of semester, and.. *suspense* THE FIRST CF OF THE SEM!! Now that's something anyone can look forward to.

I've already skipped two of my night classes yesterday to go for music practice and today, just to attend the grand first CF meeting of the semester. If I'm making it sounds as if it's a big hype, you're absolutely right - it IS a big hype. For crying out loud! It's the first CF of the lousy short semester! The only thing worth looking forward to in every semester - CF. Now that's what I call a good promo.

Now waking up with that kinda thought hanging in your mind can do wonders to your mood for the entire day. I mean, I wasn't even pissed when my bike's front tyre was flat when I was about to leave for my 10am class that's gonna start in about 10 minutes. Was I angry? Noooo.. Was I frustrated? Noooo.. No indiano.. Noooo.. In fact, I had the guts enough faith to just pump air and rode like a mad man casually to MMU and walk into the class with a big, wide smile.

And if you think that was weird, as I walked to my bike after 4 hours of lecture, the front tyre was flat, again! But was I pissed? Of course not! No flat tyre's gonna ruin my mood. After all, I'm Mr. Brightside. ahaks~ Took old faithful to Petronas and pump back the air, went back to my taman's regular motorshop and change not only the tube, but I decided to buy a new tyre. Even the dude was gracious in charging me only RM30. It pays to be a regular customer I tell ya.

Later that night..

I was the few first bunch of people gathered at the centre to practice for tonight's worship led by Julian. Songs on the list, Open The Eyes Of My Heart, Reflector, Eagle's Wings and another song who's title I've forgotten - I beg your forgiveness, oh ye precious readers. Do not stone poor ol' me. Soon, small groups of peeps, fellow CF'ers still dazed by the one month holiday started walking through the centre's tiny wooden door. 20 minutes later, the whole hall was almost pack. I was really encouraged to see all the CF'ers once again. It's like a huge family reunion. Now I know how Sepiroth felt during his 'Reunion'. ahaks~ Seriously, it was truly a blessing to play for God today. It felt good being immerse in His glorious presence. Can't wait to skip next week's Tuesday night class. ahaks~

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

| first days always sucks

I take my word back. I was excited about attending lectures yesterday but right now, I just wanna take a moment to realize how crappy uni life can be at times. Be it a dumb lecturer, lousy friends or seriously stressful personal life, the end word - it still sucks. Gah! What the hell am I talking about? Who am I to blame others? What happened to the grateful, up-lifting, self-motivation post I put up last night? What's wrong with me dammit? Is it always all me and my fault?

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blowing up


sadly... yes

Monday, November 14, 2005

| so long and good night (holiday)

The end has come - the end of the holiday, I mean. Now would be an excellent time to check out the many blogs of MMU'ians and CF'ers whom, I'm predicting will be writing about their oh-how-lovely holiday. And everyone shouts 'cliché! cliché! Still, I'm hoping to read some really juicy post-holiday, erm.. posts on a few peep's blogs. I haven't really checked them out yet, but I'm guessing that Aaron will be writing about the blasting sounds from the recent Planet Shakers conference/concert while Mark and his all-powerful digicam will be displaying pics of chicks his exquisite holiday in Korea at Deric's crib *gasp!*. Deric on the other hand would most probably write about his horrible pro-gay incidents with Mark. Hmmm~

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work can be cold when you're in the cold room

Though I worked throughout most of my holiday, I did have a few good times with fellow friends and of course, my family. Yaya, worked sucked and those good times were really 'few' indeed. Sometimes I even wonder whether this holiday can even be considered a holiday to me.

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this ain't no vain pic mann

But some reprimanding from my inner-self I knew that my ungrateful nature was nothing more than a futile desire to want more. Despite growing up in a rather mediocre family I've always sought a better life, a more, well, comfortable life. That's what day-dreaming can do to you. Idle mind = devil's workshop.

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mah jong ass kicking dude

I'm thankful for this holiday. I'm thankful for the wonderful camp that kick-started the hols. I'm thankful for the job, though really crappy, it did provide me with some cash to last me the few next sems. I'm thankful for having a family to lean back with and play some cold hard mah jong. I'm especially thankful for time spent with someone who had a much better holiday than me - thought me gratefulness. Most of all, thank God for keeping me out of most trouble and kicking me ass when I didn't move. Yea~

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thanx for everything

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

| forest gump : shit happens

Working throughout the hols has its pros and cons. In exchange for not being able to do what I wanna do, I get an absurd amount of a month's worth of pay. Sounds like a great deal huh? Yea right~ If it wasn't for my ever-so-dry bank savings, I'd be chillin' in Hawaii, relaxing on a hammock, washing my eyes while sipping on some Bacardi lime. Get what I mean? Just chillin' - simple. Unfortunately, life isn't gonna wait around for me to daydream.

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So, when I do get to chill out with my friends, we ex-High School dudes really savor and take pleasure in every precious-sweaty moment we have with each other.. .. .. sounds wrong doesn't it? ahaks~ Nah, we ain't that sick. There has never been a time when I would return home from visiting my friends house without any harm. That hasn't change. Alas, while taking the time off my ever-busy schedule to go out visiting our friends who were celebrating their customary festivals, I injured my left foot. In reality, to say "injured my left foot" would be an understatement - his room cabinet fell on my foot. Yea, that waist-level cabinet fell precisely on top of my left foot. I was starting to think he didn't want me in his room. ahaks~ Sure it hurts but it isn't as bad as it seems.. or so I thought.

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the fearsome muay thai warrior

From now onwards, the word 'money' will be replaced with ka-chings. I've spent quite a hefty amount of ka-chings this holiday but I guess it's quite a norm to spend loads of ka-chings in the hols. After all, I'm banking in more than I'm spending - I hope. After going out with my friends last Saturday and Sunday, all that's left in my wallet was a 10 and 5 bucks note (scream : BROKE!!). Today while accompanying my dad out chauffeuring my dad around town to run some errands, I decided it was time to finally put that last 15 bucks of mine into good use. In spite of everything, ka-chings DO make the world spin in a frenzied headache.

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the thing that kept me company while waiting in the car

I took a quick stop at Malacca's own run-down-shopping-mall-Times-Square-wannabe, Senyum Super aka Super Smile. Up the escalator to the 1st floor to the right, the place where I can get my regular fix before I turn cold-turkey. Alas, all that was left in my wallet was..

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nah~ just kidding, i still have 5 bucks left. *yay~!*

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all that effort for something black and white - racist freaks

And I wondered where all my ka-chings has gone. Looks like it's gonna be quite a famished semester eh? *tightens belt* Luckily I still got extra ka-chings in my home-savings. As my mountain-top-meditating-guru dad would always say, "Son, never leave home without any ka-chings in your pocket."

personal note :
i think Wake Me Up When September Ends fits the Forest Gump movie

Monday, November 07, 2005

| when spanking is good for the kids

Remember how when we were young? Back then we were often refered to as 'little devils'. Well, when I was just a cute (and im still cute) little boy, grinning ear to ear as often as you can imagine, my dad use to call me siau kuei which means 'small ghost' or 'small demon' in chinese. My brother got no better - he was ta kuei aka 'big ghost'. Fitting no? But I assure you, now that we're all grown up and all, we're more like angels than devils. ahaks~

im stopping work this wednesday.. YAY!!

Was checking out my old pictures taken by my handphone and decided to repost a few of the *ahem* interesting ones. Enjoy ya?

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two days after i broke my lil' toe nail..

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..while coming out from shower

Friday, November 04, 2005

| work sucks

Wow.. I haven't been updating for quite some time already. Heck, I don't have much to update anyway. Have some sad news and well, some good news. Actually, there isn't any "good" news per-say but still, it's news.

Rumours of old family and friend, Trial the Big-Bad-Python-Thingie going to be sold to a cousin of the Liu family known only by his alias, Jimmy is confirmed true. Owner and PETA activist Aaron (Gaylord) Liu refused to comment and his father, Thomas (The Don) Liu, godfather and head of the Liu Family couldn't be reached by press as he sat calmly in his black 1969 Mercedes. It was said that youngest brother Andrew (WontdieonE) Liu was away on an important bodyguard mission, assuring the safety of anonymous GerX to The Terminal as she leaves for her hometown, Sleepy Hollow Town S-ban of the Ninth State.

In other news, the Liu Family has two new additions to their collection of the wild and weird exotic pets. Our reliable source, The Little Blue Bird was able to confirm a transaction between older brother Aaron (Gaylord) Liu and the exiled PETA member, Master-Bassist NZX. We have audio and photo evidence of Gaylord handing a clip of unknown amount of Euro currency to NZX. Police believes that the NZX was selling two Super-Hairy Tarantulas to Gaylord in exchange for the Golden Ticket to Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. Despite the photo evidence, Gaylord refused to comment and acknowledge it was him in the toilet with NZX that day.

Stay tune later for a special interview with WontdieonE as he comment on his covert-op mission in Nevada.

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We're back now at Studio XX Jalan Chengal 4 with Andrew (WontdieonE) Liu.

Anchorman : So, Mr WontdieonE, is it okay if I refer to you as Andrew? WontdieonE seems a little long to say though the words are concatenated together.

Andrew : No.

Anchorman : I see.. I heard you just came back from accompanying GerX to The Terminal. Were you able to ensure her safety 100%? The war on terror is on the rise even as we speak.

Andrew : Me is WontdieonE. WontdieonE protect sexy lady very well. No one go near sexy lady when me is near. Me slap your ass.

Anchorman : I'm sorry? Did you just say-

Andrew : Me slap your ass. Slap it hard. Like rock. Slap like rock.

Anchorman : Oookay.. Well, thank you fo-

Andrew : Gaylord will slap your ass too. He slap ass harder than me. All your ass belong to him. Gaylord slap your ass hard.

Anchorman : Enough with the a-

Andrew : Ooo yea. He will love you long time. You can do it! You can do it long time!

Anchorman : And that's it for tonight. SECURITY!!

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What in the world am I doing 4 in the morning when I have work at 8.30am?!

Saturday, October 29, 2005

| the end will justify..

..the pain it took to get us there~

My grandmother's speedy recovery is quite the surprise and relief to all of us. By God's wonderful grace, she's doing better than expected and we're looking forward to see her smile and walking again. Thank you for all your prayers and concern. I assure you all that it has not gone to waste. What am I saying! Of course it has not gone to waste! No prayer has never gone unheard~ ahaks~

tell me something that's sure to break my heart

Well, calling all MMU'ians. By now you must have heard the call of the results. It's quite difficult to ignore such thunderous waves of Yahoo Messenger's message pop-ups reminding us that our dreaded exams' results are finally out and it's time to see if our *ahem* hard work had paid off well. Mine was.. well.. 'okay' I guess.. *sob* *sob*. Should've receive better results for those subjects. Too bad I guess. Not everyone is lucky. I can hear cries of 4-flat students going, "Ceh~ Why is 4.00 the highest I can ever achieve?". I don't think those guys are humans - well, real humans at least. ahaks~ Congrats to those who scored with flying colours and bananas and, well, kudos to those who didn't do so well. You tried, and that's better than not doing anything at all. Life's not fair.

the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair

Can't wait for this coming Monday. I'm really excited for what's to come. Taking off on Tuesday shows where my priority is and darn well, it shows enough. ahaks~ Hope I will finally have the fun I need this holiday. I don't want my holiday to be nothing but work after all. As if the next short sem is very inviting and pleasing to all MMU'ians. Short sem means more work. More work means less time to fellowship. Less time to fellowship means..? You fill it in yourself kay? I'm working closing tomorrow/today and father and brother doesn't seem to be happy about it. Worse still - they're blaming me. *sigh* Oh well, I'm getting use to it already. After all, everything's my fault.

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best fire-fighters in the world

Friday, October 28, 2005

| in my memory

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i cant remember when..

As hard as I try remembering, I couldn't remember almost anything of my life before 12 years old. Yea~ I don't know when I realize it but when I did, I was scared. For a teen to have such memory is uncommon and not normal. I couldn't remember any of my friends till they met me and "introduced" themselves. I had to look at pictures to remember my family holiday to Langkawi and Phuket. I had to hear stories from my parents and uncles and aunties to recall incidents when I was younger. No one in my family knew I had this 'problem'. I was already a black sheep in the family and this new knowledge will make my status worse. So yea, I was afraid.

i dont remember how..

But when I informally told my family about it, they brushed it off like an everyday talk and I was happy, for awhile that is. I don't know if I'm right or not because I can't really remember it perfectly, but I really hold on to certain things that I do remember and when people tell me otherwise, I will fight for it - I fight for my memory. The people whom I'm closest with took advantage of this. His awesome memory enabled him to win many arguments just because I can't recall those incidents, but I do know that they exist. His claim, I don't have hard evidence. I guess he's right, a fleeting memory is no proof of anything after all.

i cant remember what..

Yesterday, my beloved grandmother fell down and fractured the neck of her hip bone. The whole family was on our toes. At the graceful age of 84 any injury can be fatal. Being a diabetic and stroke patient, paralyzed on the left side of her body is not a good record to have a fracture, though minor it may be to people of our age. Her options; to lie in bed for a few years and hope that the bone will recover by itself. But she being a diabetic patient, lying in bed is a no no. The second option gives hopes to quick recovery and a chance to walk soon, but the risk of operating is not so forgiving. The risk of giving general anesthesia to a diabetic patient of her age is complications during surgery, coma and the worst-case, death. But my grandmother has decided to risk the operation rather than lie in bed for what seems to be the last few years of her life. We can't say no to her, ergo, we gave our best morale support to her as children and grandchildren.

i cant remember who..

As if having the thought of my grandmom going through such tribulation is bad enough, I had an argument with my brother on the way to the hospital that made it all the worse. We argued common issues but the part when I try to prove a point to him about his past mistakes but just can't remember when and how it really happened, he said I'm using my 'bad memory' as an excuse means that it didn't happen, he didn't do anything at all.

i cant remember why..

I was really pissed at him. Couldn't stand his self-righteous façade but at the same time, I was pissed at myself. I hated my memory. I hated the fact that my memory put me in the losing end, the person who's always wrong and made it clear that everything's my fault, just because I can’t remember the incident well enough to prove my innocence.

but will definitely remember you

It isn't easy not being able to remember. Screw you dammit!! You don't know my pain and probably will never know how it feels not being able to remember your past. You kick me in the face with it and shove me down the dirt. Of all the things that you've done to me, this is the worst that you've done. I hate you for shoving what little of my memory in the drain. I've never forgiven you for this and the things that you did in the past and I guess I never will. I will not forget this.

wish i could run to you now

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

| trapped in complete fear

I made a decision that somewhat might piss my father; I asked for a day off next Tuesday aka Deepavali, meaning no triple pay for me. Okay, maybe he will not be piss. Heck, he might not even care. Still, I'm guessing that he'd be disappointed. bleh~ In the end, I know that having a day off on that over-rated-all-important triple pay day is very well worth it.

So last Thursday I got my hands on fear. But due to massive boredom and need-to-fill time after work disorder, I finished F.E.A.R. yesterday evening (yay~?) and I've really got to say, should any rich-arse producer would make any of those game-to-movie kind of shows, they should make F.E.A.R. a movie. The storyline is rich with action and serious horror and I believe that this game has truly out done Half-Life 2 in many ways.

Okay, so I'm used to watching horror flicks and all and how the horror theme is done through the eyes of the camera. This game however managed to pull off that horror/creepy atmosphere solely through first-person view. Imagine walking to ladder facing downwards, you click on the keyboard button to climb the ladder and as you go down the ladder, while your body turns and faces the opposite direction, you see little Alma looking down at you and suddenly disappears. One word - cool. If GerX freaked out playing DOOM3, it'll be very wise for her to stay away from this game. Seriously. Too bad she's in Korea now, enjoying her holiday like how she should. Lucky girl.

Monday, October 24, 2005

| what's so great about the holidays

Yesterday was my first official day off since I start working at Kenny Rogers Roasters on Wednesday. Made me realize how much Kenny Rogers have change and how working life has always remain the same and I'm reminded how the real world is like once again. Many other MMU'ians are spending their holiday rather relaxed. Many of my friends have plans to travel around Malaysia while others are even planning on going overseas and here I am, working to fill my bank with the much needed cold hard cash. Lucky them eh? Still, spending my holiday working ain't so bad after all. I'd rather work and gain some cash than do nothing and waste more cash. That's my conception, though wrong it may be. Though I do miss my traveling holidays. I like the idea of carrying my heavy haversack around and get to know other cultures and people. Yea, I'm definitely a traveling dude but unfortunately I can't afford such things - not now at least but inexorably I will, someday.

There are certain things I wanna do this holiday. Whether I do it or not depends on how busy I am with my work so it's really not a solid plan.

Number one : work out
Back in my old NS days I would wake up 6am in the morning to do some lame (but effective) exercises, train my body to be more resistant, do push-ups on my fists, and jog for 2kms. Sweet stuff I tell ya. Nothing beats jogging while the morning breeze brushes against my bald head, exhilarating. I've been slacking off a lot since those days and I intend to build myself up but unfortunately I'm working morning shifts, so we'll just have to see how the plan goes.

Number two : sports sports sports
I miss playing all those sports. I've been so busy in MMU, I hardly ever have the chance the go to the club to swing my racket. Ergo, this holiday I'm trying to plan to pick up my old skills in table tennis, badminton, soccer, basket ball, pool, and bowling. Not to mention increase my stamina in swimming and holding my breath underwater.

Number three : fooooood - sushi
I love sushi. Treat me sushi on my busiest working day and I'll ditch my boss just swallow some scrumptious smoked salmon and tempura or sink my teeth into the mouth-watering unagi (eel). Yeah~ That's the bomb I tell ya. So hopefully before the holiday is over, I'll get to treat myself to some sushi. Who ever who reads this blog, PLEASE TREAT ME WITH SOME SUSHI!! PITY DEAR OL' ANDREW BOY!!

Number four : haven't thought of it yet.. ahaks~

So that's it I guess. Though I doubt I'll be able to do any 2 of them, I do hope I can finish it off. Sure working is important and yes I do need the cash in my bank or else I won't survive in MMU, but I also wanna spend time doing stuff that I wanna do. A fight between my needs and wants - it never ends. Hope you dudes and dudettes spend your holidays wisely. Night peeps~

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beat my green dragon! - the family mah jong rules

Friday, October 21, 2005

| F.E.A.R. - the hardship of getting it

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the name says it all

On a rainy Friday evening, dated July 23rd 2004, time: 10.26pm, I posted a.. post on F.E.A.R., a promising FPS that was said to challenge the Half-Life series in its tracks. Forward a year, in the month of October, F.E.A.R. is finally out. So what is F.E.A.R. all about? What's with the amazing publicity and hype? Well, while trying not go away any spoilers of any sort, think of F.E.A.R. as Half-Life 2 without aliens and with better AI, blended in the world of The Ring. The Ring as in the japanese horror - no connection with Lord Of The Ring. bleh~

Mr Wilson, be afraid.. be very afraid..

Finding time to buy the newly release F.E.A.R. : Directors Edition DVD was quite an exciting as I am working morning shifts this whole week (and possibly throughout the whole month) and I couldn't wait to get my hands on the game. Initially, I went to Bukit Beruang's cd shop (support uni area first) but unfortunately, the dude doesn't have it yet. My next stop was my ex-regular place, Senyum Super (translated as Super Smile *sigh* malay names) in town and to my delight, not only do they have F.E.A.R. but also Black & White 2 on DVD too. Unfortunately, I am short on cash this whole month, ergo I used my LAST (note the bold font) 10 bucks to buy F.E.A.R.. Mann was I happy. Got home and switched on my com. Here's when things turn a little frustrating.

no Mr Wilson, no.. kill yourself.. no Mr Wilson..

It seems the dude that pirated the CD had to emulate the DVD in order to copy it, so I had to install their virtual cd emulator to "use" the DVD. Personally, I dislike virtual cds. Aside from the virtual cd crap, they gave me a list of instructions on how to use the F.E.A.R. DVD. Followed the instruction step by step and eventually I got into F.E.A.R.'s autorun setup. Here's comes the 2nd bummer, I don't have the CD Key and without it, I can't install the game. Dumb pirates were to lazy to search of a key generator before distributing the bloody game. Was quite pissed at it but I was able to find a keygen online. I love code crackers, they're the best. Generate a key, lo and behold, I'm able to install F.E.A.R.. The 3rd bummer is that I have keep using the emulator to play the game. Solution, find the no-dvd-crack. After a little searching from my regular source, I found my little no-dvd-crack for the game and now, I can play the game peacefully without any hassle but boy oh boy, it is so worth it.

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say hello to Elma, your freak host through the game

Unlike DOOM3 that uses the in-your-face scare tactics, F.E.A.R. goes for the crawling-under-your-skin atmosphere which by the way is quite difficult to pull of for a game but the dudes at Vivendi and Monolith managed to do it. The first 30 minutes of game play gave me some serious goose bumps I tell ya. As a mild hardcore PC gamer, I really enjoy the graphics and sound tracks in the game. They really make good use of shadows man (damn you little freak girl). Not to mention the slow-motion John Woo ala Matrix gun fights with the most intelligent AI I've ever seen and fought against. I give this game 9.3/10, so gamers out there, do get this game to fill your holiday time! Nite peeps!

Thursday, October 20, 2005

| redemption

Today was just the beginning, the beginning of how I would really spend the rest of my holiday. Yes boys and girls, Andrew Liu is sighted and confirmed to be working at the new Kenny Rogers Roasters branch on the 1st floor of Mahkota Parade. Quickly flock to Kenny Rogers to get your own limited Autographed-Meal by Andrew de-Man Liu himself!

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way to go Tesco!

Talk about ego boost huh? But it's still true, phantom84 and wontdieone are working at KRR till the end of the holidays, unless of course, something else that's more important that work crops up. *winks* It's quite nostalgic walking in to MP with our full black attire. I told my bro that if we would close our eyes and walk into MP, we would sub-consciously enter the late KRR which now Burger King has taken over. Well, who are we to say anything to a company that can afford to pay that 300% increase in rental fees. Ooops~ I guess I shouldn't have said that. Now everyone will know why the food is so damn bloody expensive in MP these days. The big boss of MP is a tick that's sucking the life out of every store! No offence if you're the tick that's reading this. ahaks~

~You took the weight of the world on Your shoulders~

But truthfully, it was pretty sad to see the old place that my father opened (insert number) years ago torn down a few months after he retired. He did a good job maintaining that place throughout the old economic turbulence. Heck, I was even there to watch it build up slowly. *sigh* I feel old.

~You did it all for me. yes, You did it all for me~

Still, I gotta hand it to the new store, it looks more savvy then the old one. Even the ambiance is how KRR should be. It's either the place has a really great relaxing atmosphere or there are no customers. Hahahahaha~ That was a low-blow. My bad. But still, it felt good to return working in KRR. Even the old managers are happy that the "old crew" are back to give them a helping hand. The moment my brother and I stepped into KRR, everyone had high hopes on us and I could definitely feel the pressure of doing our best. After all, we are the Liu's of KRR. But when one of the new crews addressed me as "sir", my head blew up I realize how long have been in KRR, watching its life unfold. Man I feel old. Heh~

~because of what You've done i'm free~

But sometimes, the old memories that we reminisce so often should just remain forgotten and forgiven. I guess I have failed in that area. I came in hope for forgiveness, in hope for redemption. But I guess I'll never be forgiven by them for the things I've done. But I do know God's grace is sufficient for me and I pray that it will pull me through the rest of my life - He redeemed me. Got to keep on carrying the cross.. Got to keep on carrying the cross..

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it's so true.. it's so true..

and you said I know that this will hurt
but if i don't break you heart then things will just get worse
if the burden seems too much to bear
remember, the end will justify the pain it took to get us there

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

| a malkavian's madness

taken from...
Vampire - The Masquerade : Bloodlines
the riddles of the Malkavian Primogen Grout

Perception at once shapes the Mind and rules over Time.
Time however erodes human Perception, and then in
turn warps the Mind. The Mind is capricious, having
various effects on Perception, Time, and the Mind
itself ... with harmony progress is made.

Chaos, like the Mind, can be understood only through
the scientific process. Order, however, is only as
good as Perception thereof. Time is the key that links
the two and bears witness their ebb and flow.

Monday, October 17, 2005

| a week away from a place called home

It's been a full week since I left home. No, I didn't run away nor was I kidnapped. Disappointed huh? ahaks~ And yes, I'm now at home in my room, all safe and sound, thank you for asking. bleh~ I'm sorry if I caused any of my fans out there to worry *koff*, I should've been more responsible to tell all of you that I was gonna be away for a week. Hahahhahahaa~ Yeah right..

~trace the shape of my heart..

Here's the summary, I was at MMUCF's Malacca Camp from Monday till Thursday, stayed on at Elaine's place till Sunday and there you go, a week away from home. Quite a short post eh? . . . You wish!

..till it becomes more familiar to Your eyes..

So what can I say about Malacca Camp? Only one word - illuminated.
MMUCF Malacca Camp 2005 : Illuminator
Venue : Golden Sands Port Dickson
Date : 10 - 13 October 2005
Speaker : Ps Joshua aka PJ
Special Guest : Edmund Smith (no relation with Agent Smith)

..been lost without You, cold without Your love..

On second thought, I have many more "words" to say about the camp. First off, Wayne, you petra for commanding such a great camp dude! Yea~ I'm gonna give credit to him only since he's the only guy who got the most beating. About the camp, the message was awesome, the worship was loud, the prayer was edifying, the beach was smooth, the sun was warm, the water was limited, but the food was great, my Angel turned out to be a shy timid girl *gasp!*, treated my Mortal with showering gifts, Redtards - one practice was close to perfection, knocked my head pretty hard (it still hurts), flashes from the cameras still lingers, and we had lots of fun. Also a very warm good bye to final year students, Billy Fei Mau, Tze Seong the Pirate, Sam Wise Gamgee, Agent Edmund Smith Cool Dude, Korean Dog Eater Deric, Coolest Guitarist JasonT, will seriously miss you guys. Well, that should sum up the camp.'s taken days and nights to make me realise~

What followed was a journey into the life of girl name Elaine Sua who welcomed us into her home with arms wide opened (think - Creed). She and her family showered us with love, affection and the much needed food attention. Her mom gave us a tantalized our taste buds with Blue Berry Cheese Tarts and the all awesomeness 10 full marks Hainanese Chicken Rice. Not to mention beating her 15 year old brother Asaph (pronounced Ae-saf) in table-tennis, bullying her 12 year old sister Esther, and playing around with her 8 year old cute lil' sister Abigail. Of all her family members, Abigail is the cutest lil' creature I've ever seen. You're a good sister, an obedient daughter and a great friend Elaine. Thank you.

~the eleventh hour quickly pass us by~

After going to Elaine's church on Sunday, GerX and I traveled back to Seremban where I would buy my 5pm bus ticket back to Malacca and try to recover from a week of fun and fellowship. Met GerX's parents, her cheerful dad and her ever-smiling mom. Wanted to meet her youngest bro but unfortunately, he was at some Chinese Chess club meeting or something like that. Chinese Chess.. I can't even win a proper English Chess game. ahaks~ I even got to see the super-manja side of GerX, it was very entertaining I assure you. Thanx ger for letting me bunk in your house for awhile. On a personal note, your parents are cuter than you mentioned before. Have a great holiday ger. Have a great holiday peeps! More pics at Deric the Dog Eater and Jason the Cool Un-Emo blogs.

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artistic in the little room

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had to make sure the ceiling is symmetrical

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broke two of my lovely wife's strings - not the G-string

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heart of worship - more than just the music

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me, the laney man

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crappy table tennis table that entertained us a little

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the beautiful let down

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i still look like crap with or without specs

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the food was great Elaine

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best buds in CF

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say hello to my little friend

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Elaine really spoilled us

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GerX took modeling classes before
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