Sunday, July 31, 2005

face ANALyzer - bad joke, i know..

Check out or click here, sign up, put a pic and get your face analyzed. Okay, if it weren't for the word anal that's inside analyze, I wouldn't be making a fuss but I can't help but notice my taskbar having a minimized window that's called "FACEANAL...". So blame the com, I'm innocent here. Ahaks~ As if being called butt-face isn't enough, some dude just HAD to be specific, "go scr*w yourself anal-face!". Ouch!!

My bad, my bad. No profanity in this blog. I know~

So I took that face analyzing test and had my face.. analyzed. Can't stop thinking about that word.. *sigh* Anyways, I had a four of my pictures analyzed (there we go again) and found out all of them fit quite nicely, especially the celebrity match. Seriously, I'm actually quite satisfied with, well, my face. So being analyzed isn't so bad after all. What a word. Ahaks~ So all in all, this is what I am,

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i do lots of stunts
a crazy stunt man full of injuries

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i (think) i'm handsome
quoting an sms, "He's (andy lau) really a handsome chap. =)"

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i wanna grow up to be austin powers
austin danger powers - danger is my middle name

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and finally,
i kick ass!!

now end for begin the

Sleeping from 5am in the morning till 5pm in the evening - is there any better way to start a one week holiday? I guess that would explain why I'm still awake at such a lovely hour. It's so lovely that even mr moon is smiling and his smile is as wide as it ever could be, signaling a holiday can either be somewhat exciting yet lonely. Exciting because... well, it IS a holiday after all. Lonesomely lonely (if there's such a word) is something that I don't have to mention; many peeps are gone either back to their hometown or just gone. Taking hearts of loved ones with them while others taking their precious PS2. Stef, please tell me you didn't take back your PS2. PLEASEEE!! If you did, then House Dahlia is officially boring for a week.

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lover in the previous life

Heard that many cf'ers had a blast at the leadership camp thatididntgobecauseitsinmelakaandmelakaisboringtome, good for you dudes! What a way to start the holiday eh? Hope to see you dudes soon next tuesday. Woo! And that could've been your last name. Woo!

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standing at the edge of its small world

So what in the world am I gonna do for a week? Besides the usual-turn-frequent house chores, I mean. Thought of going up to KL to buy that Artic Cool Silencer 1 for the soon-to-come-back ATI Radeon 9800pro 128MB. WeeD's going to Langkawi and party with beach babes. Bro's going to Subang for wedding plans. Ahaks~ The rest I'm sure have their own plans that are full of fun and excitement. Think roller-coasters and go-karts. Not to mention cotton candy and ice cream. And who can forget bacardi and vodka. Or even better tequila and a nice smooth whisky. Okay, I should stop already.

ice cubes..

One thing that will not miss even once, food. Food; the four letter word of power that transcends the human will and imagination. Source of our hunger. Fuel for our craving. Silencer to our darn noisy stomach. Char Siew Fun, Chicken Rice, Lamb Chop, Steak and Red Wine, Fish and White Wine, Brandy with Shark Fin Soup, Bird's Nest, Low Siu Fan, Hiong Tai Mai Fan. Who can ever look at these names and not have saliva streaming down from their mouths? Damn it makes me horny hungry. I just hope I won't add any extra unwanted kg in this 1 week mid-term break. After all, anything can happen.


Saturday, July 30, 2005

miscommunication : constructor and destructor of relationships

It seems there are 3 topics that are the current hype around me: birthdays (august peeps :P), relationships, and rumours. For one, it seems more than 30% of my friend's birthday are on August. How cool is THAT?! Seriously, there are so many birthdays on August - including mine. Augustines rocks!! Ahaks~ I remember when my mom's family decided to celebrate all of their family members' birthday that falls on August, 5 in total - excluding mine *sob sob*. It seems that they had forgotten my birthday. It's okay, I'm quite used to that. I'm not posting this to promote my birthday that falls on 11 of August. Nopeseerie~ I'm not expecting tons and tons of presents and gifts laid before my feet in honour of my grand day of birth. Honest!! *smiles*

here i go~ scream my lungs out...

And now to the other topic, relationships. This seems to be the month of love and lost. Well, technically, every month is a month of love and lost but that doesn't matter in this post. Everyone's falling in and out of love so much so it has become a sort of twisted trend. Some pathetic people competing dumbassely to see who has the most gf/bf throughout their whole life. It's these people who make the word "love" so cheap. However, there are people who respect love for what it is, what it truly means and the values that it holds. Many of us read about it time to time; love is kind, love is gentle, ..., etc. But how true do we hold it in our hearts? Knowing truth and practicing it is different. Like some bald-headed dude once said, "Knowing the path and walking the path is different". I know, I know, The Matrix is old. So sue me!!

your honour, my client..... would like to plead guilty!!

Rumours are killers I tell you. No matter how positive a certain thing may be or how harmless a certain information is, if told in a slightly different manner it'll be very destructive. I guess that's a no-brainer right? But we still fail to seal our lips and open our minds. We depends on floating, uncertain information that so happened to come into our possession. No matter how far we run from it, I'll always be there, threatening whatever values that we stand for, whatever values that we truly hold dear in our hearts. We are called hypocrites. True as it sounds, we are still only humans and we try. We try and try, succeeding and often times failing. Like a dog barking at it's own reflection in the mirror. God knows I tried. I would happily sacrifice my so-called "reputation" just so you could sleep peacefully at night, my dear friend. Though you may never know the truth, but atleast you're happy. Ignorance is a bliss.

how it feels to be alone and not believe -anything

Thursday, July 28, 2005

the assickening

It’s a sick week for mmu-ians - literally. Everyone seems to be down with a certain ailment or sickness. The lucky ones are happy with their diarrhea, shaking YOUR hand. Don’t worry; as long as it doesn’t go near your mouth you’re practically safe. So how was dinner?

Back to the sick topic *smiles*.

I was down with flu yesterday and a couple of days back I was struck by major headache and smoking hot fever. My body was so hot, it definitely turned a few chicks’ head. Ahaks~ No, seriously. The fever sucked bad for me. The ironic part was that the fever was triggered by the painkillers I took earlier to help, well, kill that back-pain of mine. So not only did I have to suffer from that fist-biting, groin-kicking, back-pain, the fever came along as a side dish too. Yummy~

I can’t remember why, but the other day, I went over to the library to study. Ladies and gentlemen, sorry to shatter your lovely dream but yes, I, Andrew Liu do study once in a while. Don’t tell the rest or it’ll really shatter my reputation. Bleh~ As I was saying (again), the library was filled with bunch of sick people mann!

Sure coughing is common in there. I know it’s hard to control that itch in your throat (and your other body parts) but everyone was coughing and sneezing. It’s like they were throwing a Germ-Fest or something. Picture this; head-banging germs raving it out. Cutting the story short, that’s how I got my flu. sigh~

oh baby.. oh babe.. say my name.. say my name!
o my gawd.. !xobile

But it ain’t all that bad. Lots of good things been happening to me too. Sure, the other day I was uber stressed out and held a grudge at a few certain people. But honestly, it was quite smooth sailing after that. I'm, well, actually quite happy. I find it funny that I could say such a thing. Must be the panda eyes that are making me say such things. Auto-Goth; no eye shade required. Ahaks~

So here I am, feeling all happy and stuff. Maybe it’s the Happy Tree Friends music playing on my com that’s making me spin. Or it could be someone who made my day, I dunno. But I’m grateful for this feeling. It makes my short life worth while. Thank you. Yes, you. The one with the smirk - you. Thank you for being next to me.

heik~ hei~ excuse me..
your mother's so fat.. thaat when sea jump for joii.. – she got stuck
okay thank you

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

the (rib) killers

They're back and better worse than ever. The ever active body aches are back to torment the 19 year old shell of a lone soul wandering this world. But instead of doing their usual hit and run, these unknown buggers are taking cheap shots seriously and even worse, they're doing it in the open! *gasp~!* How does it feel like to have this guys going around, ready to strike at any moment? It feels like someone is constantly putting a dagger aimed at your chest, not knowing when he'll stab you and when you least suspect it, the blade easily pierce through your frail skin and into your heart.

That's what I've been going through the past 3 to 4 days. It made me feel very demoralized and the pain was really intense the last time it happened. As if the emotional ups and downs I've been facing wasn't enough for me to handle. Haha~ The good part is that I'm able to put my mind away from it thanx to a certain someone who loathes me. Ahaks~

Every time I face those body-aches it makes me wonder back to how it all began. Truthfully, I can't really remember when it started happening to me. My parents' theory is that I got it from all those motor accidents that I went through back in secondary school. But if you ask me, I blame it all in the gene. *stares at dad* Hahahaahaha~ The funny part is that I'm the only guy in my family who has never been hospitalized before. I have never even broken a single bone too (or maybe I did but didn't notice :P). I guess that earned me the all-amazing (and all hurting) WontdieonE title eh? Ahaks~

I remember the day my bro fractured his wrist for the first time in his life. It was at a skating ring in the heart of Bukit Baru. We were all jovially skating around but then some lil' brat had to spoil the fun. Hahahahaha~ But I kinda pitied him. Imagine having everyone look at you while you shamelessly cry yourself wet on the flour, arms held up begging for someone to carry you. Boii... That must've sucked. Hahahahaha~ For nothing my bro kena sa bo from me. My bad, my bad. Though I did like the part when he told everyone he fractured his wrist breaking the wooden plank during teakwondo. Ahaks~

Sorry bro. I just needed something to get my mind of my own pain. You're the best. Ahaks~ Damn my chest hurts like crap!!

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lucky i aint 'em

the (real) killers
mr brightside

Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking the drag

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now

He takes off her dress now
Let me go
And I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control

Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibi
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
Cause I'm Mr Brightside

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

a trip into memory lane

Last Sunday my parents and I decided to give grandma or Ah Ma as we fondly call her a surprise visit. I'm not saying that because I accidentallyskippedchurchbecauseIwokeuplatethatmorning or anything like that. *big smiley* Yea~ And so we did exactly that - the visiting part, not the skipping church thingy. To show you guys just how great my kampung is, here are some pictures of the great Asahan: home to many children. Having a house connected to a school might not be good news to some younger kids, but seriously, it rocks. Especially at night when you have nothing else better to do, you can just wander around the school compound, enjoy the fresh breeze, catch ghost sightings get blown away by the amazing scenery. Love that place, love Ah Ma. My kids would definitely come back here every Chinese New Year. Hell, we might even hike up Gunung Ledang. Whoohooo~!!

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the front door and the first room

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the wooden wall behind the huge mirror and tv

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i've never studied here before though

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the great concrete bench and the basketball court

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walkway to greatness

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Chronicles Of Ah Ma's Home:                                      
the house, the canteen, and the court

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deformed over-heated ball on hot ground

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the best thing about home

Monday, July 25, 2005

from a movie

you are not was
you are never has been

Sunday, July 24, 2005

poor lil' bro

from big boys
today's the day

I got home and the door was lock
Then I tried to ring the bell
I found a little bitty note that she had wrote
Telling me to go to hell

I crawled in the window, got inside
She kicked me in the balls and then I cried
Call me a name, said I lied
Kicked me again and I thought I’d died

Torched my clothes, set them on fire
Hit me with her curly iron
I got to block it with my watch
And then she kicked me in the crotch again
Yea, to day’s the day my wife met my girlfriend

Well I tried to tell her but she didn’t care
Things weren’t what they seemed
She had a pan on the stove full of boiling water
And my mattress had me stained

I tried to run, scream for help
She hit me in the nuts with the limestone belt
It was like nothing that I ever felt
I thank God I wasn’t wearing a kilt

She grabbed the bat from beneath the bed
She swung it once and it missed my head
She ran back, swung it again
Then she hit me in the twins again
Yea, to day’s the day my wife met my girlfriend

Yea, to day’s an awful day
And my boys won’t be the same
Yea, to day’s the day my wife met my girlfriend

Saturday, July 23, 2005

the american dream?

I need a new dream

casting crown
american dream

All work no play may have made Jack a dull boy
But all work no God has left Jack with a lost soul
But he's moving on full steam
He's chasing the American dream
And he's gonna give his family finer things

"Not this time son I've no time to waste
Maybe tomorrow we'll have time to play"
And then he slips into his new BMW
And drives farther and farther and farther away

Cause he works all day and tries to sleep at night
He says things will get better;
Better in time

So he works and he builds with his own two hands
And he pours all he has in a castle made with sand
But the wind and the rain are comin' crashing in
Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands
His kingdom stands

Well his American Dream is beginning to seem
More and more like a nightmare
With every passing day
"Daddy, can you come to my game?"
"Oh Baby, please don't work late."
Another wasted weekend
And they are slipping away

'Cause he works all day and lies awake at night
He tells them things are getting better
Just take a little more time

So he works and he builds with his own two hands
And he pours all he has in a castle made with sand
But the wind and the rain are comin' crashing in
Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands
His kingdom stands

He used to say, "Whoever dies with the most toys wins"
But if he loses his soul, what has he gained in the end
I'll take a shack on the rock
Over a castle in the sand

Now he works all day and cries alone at night
It's not getting any better
Looks like he's running out of time

'Cause he worked and he built with his own two hands
And he poured all he had in a castle made with sand
But the wind and the rain are coming crashing in
Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands
His kingdom stands

All he really wanted was You
All he really wanted was You
All he really wanted was You

Friday, July 22, 2005

audiowarfare - it's war

Well not exactly a war but close enough I guess. PG165 didn't look at it that way because to them, it's all about playing music and enjoying playing it.

Yesterday, a bunch of CF'ers had a little road trip to cyber. The reason? To support PG165. A band consisting of 5 MMU CF'er - Justin Lee and Jason Teoh on the guitars and vocals, VJ on drums, Deric on keyboard and bass played by Zhen-Xin aka ZX (pronounced zee-x). Sounds cool huh? Ahaks~ I've known Justin and Jason for a long time, we're church mates and they're skills are great I tell ya, Jason tought me a thing or two about playing the X after all. Plus, he's the person who kick-start my guitar playing life. Thanx dude~

A few of the CF'ers are going up earlier with the band. I was one of them. Call me a groupie!! *smiles* I followed ZX in his Toyota KE70 (mean drift machine. ahaks~) along with Apple (real name) and CP. Together, we traveled all the way up to our destination - Cyberjaya. Now ask yourself, why would a bunch of people travel up to Cyberjaya? One reason.. One purpose.. One motive..

Audio Warfare 2005!!

We left around 2pm (i think) and reached there around 4pm++ (i think too). We lepaked in the hall for awhile, previewing the up-coming concert. CP called her good ol' friend Jasmickymouse (not the real name) who's currently studying in Cyberjaya. We met up and went to get some makan at the Cyber's cafeteria. Their cafeteria is atleast twice better than Melacca campus, BUT, it's also twice expensive. Yay to PS!! I had cajun lamb chop. The lamb taste as it should but my slice had lots of fats in it and ice tea of drinks. Initially I had sugarcane but I gave mine to CP due to... a certain reason. Don't feel bad about it CP. *smiles* While makaning, the rest of CF'ers arrived just in time to makan together. Met Bells, Dayzieieie and Aarogon (both not their real names). One big happy family. Awwww~ While waiting for the show to start, I got myself an Audio Warfare t-shirt for a smacking RM18. The quality was supposed to be smacking good too or so Aarogon said.

The show started

The atmosphere was quite okay for a mini-concert. Flashing lights and hardrock playing in the background. The Melaka CF'ers sat at the far left but we could hear everything quite clearly. All together there are 10 bands competing that night. A few of them were good while the others, well, they were okay only. All of us were only waiting for a particular band to perform - PG165. We even conserved our voices to scream when they came on the stage. Ahaks~

They started off rather smoothly, though there were a few minor mistakes but I guess it wasn't that noticeable to the common ear (and eyes). Aside from the below normal volume of Jason's and Justin's X, the sound was great! They played Switchfoot's Dare You To Move and their own You Are Everything. Rocking the stage, screams were coming from the front and back of the hall. Proves to show that they could even rock non-Christians. You go guys!! Whoohooo!!! Personally, I was waiting for another band that was supposed to play My Chemical Romance's Helena but I was very very disappointed. They sucked so bad that I wished I was up there to sing and play that song but alas, I have no band. *sob sob* Miss my old band days. In the end, PG165 hit the 3rd spot and they're already glad about it. I'm glad too.

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zx, jason, justin

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zx doint his stuff

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deric slamming it hard

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justin picking up chicks with his voice

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vj showing off

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jason rocking the stage

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deric dead tired after the show

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playable on x-Fresh : malaysian teen community

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band of friends

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Thursday, July 21, 2005

data structure puncture

under skinned knees and skid marks

I sat for my Data Structure & Algorithm test paper at 8pm earlier. A lot of people was really sure I would do well in this test, but honestly, that's what scares me. I mean like, they treat me like I'm some smart guy with all the answers. I don't like that title, I really don't. If only they knew the "old me" back in my MHS days, you'd be completely freaked out - no kidding.

I'm not smart. I admit it. With that you can understand why I don't like being labeled so. Just think about it, would you like someone to label you with something you're not? Irritating, no?

Data Struct test wasn't as tough as I expected it to be but I was careless nonetheless. If Ms Shyamala didn't point out that mistake of mine, I would've lost a whole bunch of precious marks. Ahaks~ You see, it really pays off when you have such an awesome lecturer. I've always felt that I made a good choice to ditch Ms Gan and ping'ed to Ms Shyamala's group. After all, she did give me rather good grades for my last sems' Program Design. Thanx a bunch~

Unfortunately, some people struggle to keep their heads in the test today. I mean like, they were under so much pressure, you would think that they went nuts from their facial expression. Poor poor people.

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poor-cute psycho gal

im not okay.. i swear, im not okay.. *sigh*

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

when the day doesn't go away

I had a good plan for today. In fact, I have a good plan for almost everyday. The only problem is that 3 of out 10 days my plan would actually follow through without any problem or complication. Sometimes I feel like a walking piece of bad-luck charm that if known to people, they would certainly avoid me. Just like a leper back in the old days. Hahahaha.....

Thoughts in the lonely mind :
CF starts around 7.30pm. Grab dinner at 7pm? Good idea. Who to call aside from CP? Hmm~ Stef and Crystal? Yea~ It would be great to catch up with them. CP should be down any moment. That car looks like it's gonna crash into me.
Great.. It looks like I attract cars to crash into me even when I'm not on my bike. It's taking too long and I don't like to keep people waiting but I can't close the deal with such a crappy offer. Gotta be patient and wait. But what about CP, Stef and Crystal? Dammit!! Oh~ Stef and Crystal is going to CF first. *sigh* Feel like crap. CP's gone into SFC without saying a word to me. *sigh* Guess there's nothing I can say eh? I'm caught in the middle.

Torn between so many things. To spend time with her? To go home to my nagging dad? To help a friend who's in a little trouble? Felt like an arse when I turn my friend down. Was able to hold dad back just so that I could spend some time with her. Even 30 minutes was great but.. I'm just a walking piece of bad-luck. great.....

it takes two hands to clap and make a sound
am i the only hand trying to make a sound?

Feel stupid at times when I worry too much or care too much. I feel like I'm not receiving anything in return. Heh~ My dad mocks me with that everytime. I do my best for the person and try not to think of his words. I don't care... or do I? I'm the fool. If not the King of Fools then the Prince of Fools. Chasing after something that seem so distant. Like a dog barking at the moon - I scream.

Just got the news Tuesday morning, Data Structure and Algorithm test is on Wednesday night 8pm, Exam Hall. Do I plan to study? If I have the time. It's already late at night. What am I gonna do when I reach home? What I do best, I guess.

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the chronicles of the liu house:                                                   
the can, the beer gut and the mah-jong

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

when thirst strikes

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super-slim vanilla milkshake and fat-ass apple juice

Before I could even catch my breath or fart, I'm already nearing the middle of my semester. BAM! Just like that, mid-term is at everyone's doorstep. Fear easily overcomes the weak-minded freshies whereas the rough and seasoned seniors are starting to feel the pressure. They seniors uses a variety to tactics and methods to control their sanity. Some seek love and tranquility amidst of the on coming chaos from their loved ones. Others seek unnatural love and... stuff, from their electronic partner known as the computer. The sane ones seek solitude in their rooms, strumming their guitar away. Some confide within their throne, reading the newspaper while letting nature have it's way. In many ways, it works for them.

Yet in the middle of the storm, they find ways to hold their ground - they seek love in their relationship. I wonder how they do that. Must be some hidden ninja technique or jutsu. sexy-no-jutsu!! I admire some of the close couple around me, they seek each other and study till the break of dawn. Either that or you accidentally catch them leaving the house when you just reached home at 2am. Oooops~ 0.o

Moving on..

I'm finding the balance in my life. Sure these days I've been rather rebellious against my parents and stuff. I defend myself tirelessly and sadly I know I'll eventually submit myself to them at the end of the day. I fear that my relationship with them now are slow loosening. I guess that's just another part of growing up. The older you get, the more distant you become - that's a fact. I'll eventually leave the house, pursue my own career and search for love in this short life I live.

you can't force a person to like you;
you can stalk them and hope for the best
~webpage sticker~

The tongue is like a double-bladed sword that could cut and wound a person's heart, and also slice and dice that yummy beef burger. Ahaks~ An anonymous person (STEFANIE CHONG) told me that I accidentally/unintentionally hurt her once. I feel bad. It seems sometimes I can't hold back my jokes and words. Yea I know it's twisted and sick and occasionally funny, but I just can't help it. Sucks to have my super-quick and sharp mouth and filter-less brain. Especially filter-less brain. That sucks in many ways. I have no inner-monologue ergo I let go everything that I think. Which is good in a some ways but definitely more bad than good.

What I need now was the fat-ass apple juice that I had earlier. Whew~

I'm enjoying what little I can from the people around me. I love the company, I enjoy the conversations and I definitely miss the feeling. Thank you for today~

Saturday, July 16, 2005

the (back) killers

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winners out, that's why i'm not playing. ahaks~

So much for the groupie mahjong last night. Sure it's fun and stuff but my back was showing signs of the up-coming pain.

I have a back problem for a long time already. It comes and go as it please but when it does come, it really hurts. The pain would travel from my lower back to my left leg and any movement from my left leg would hurt - badly. It hurts even now. It really does. It's not the first time, but damn it hurts.

Other compliments include my shoulders, and chest pains. I didn't list the headaches because everyone has those. Haha~ My body is so beaten up and bruised, so much so that I feel like an old guy. Can't even walk properly. So sensitive to the sharp pain that could hit you any second. It's funny when both my father and I roughly share the same problems with our fragile body. I believe that's why he knows how I feel.

Took 3 tablets of dad's painkillers. Hopefully that would last me through the day. What a beautiful day.


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honk baby~ honk!!

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somehow this sight makes me feel good

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death to barney = world peace
cut off his pedophilic head

Thursday, July 14, 2005

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- pics taken by handphone camera with only 0.6 megapix
- please do be patient if ur using 56k connection (like me)

First things first;


Surprised dad with a lovely new product fresh from the bakery, a Chocolate Cheese Cream Cake. Yum yum~ Dad was shocked.. maybe too shocked but still, it's good.

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enjoy your birthday cake ya? small but cute right?

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just kidding larrr.. here's the real one. don't tension

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"i chop the cake then you noe!"

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you can tell he's happy by the way he smiles. after all, it IS his birthday you know

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not to mention the highest award in the world

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and of course the more important part

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bday's aren't complete without licking the candles

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the classical "wife feeds husband" thingy

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and of course "husband feeds wife" part

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the all-important, "wife feeds unknown gal"

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and also the lagi-important, "husband feeds unknown gal"

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awwww... aren't they cute eating my DAD's cake?

Later that evening, took dad to makan at Loi's Bak Kut Teh. One of the best Bat Kut Teh stall in Malacca. I can vouch for that! Special's in the evening, a BIN 555 Shiraz wine. Nice le? Dad picked that out himself.

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it's a shiraz! not chivas! different okay?

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everyone has someone to love...

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someone to share their wine with...

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but for me, lonely.. im so lonely.. i've got nobody.. ahaks~

After a very fulfilling meal, we met back at home to make some loud crashing soud - mah jong. Yea mann~ It rocks!

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mah jong doesn't need money to play okay?!

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the winning combination. MY winning combination (i lost afterwards :p)

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great wall of china on the dining table of a Liu's house

Oh well, looking young as ever eh dad? Blessed Birthday Dad (and many more). Hehe~

The All American Rejects
Swing, Swing

Days swiftly come and go.
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions they stir
The sun is gone
The nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again

Wish cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old
They bend, they fold
and so do I to a new love

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again

Bury me
(you thought your problems were gone)
Carry me
(away.. away.. away..)

Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again
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