when coffee calls

2 grande' whip creamed mocha frappucinno blended coffee

Okay. So I may be dumb in many things. But one thing's for sure; I DO know how to make good coffee! Hahahahaa~ As I expected, working in Starbucks is sure fun. I love the rush hours, where the coffee keeps flowing and flowing. My duty as a barista (our term for coffee makers) seems to be a never ending journey of discovering coffee - juz when you thought you knew everything,*insert pause* you know nothing! Seriously~

One of the many fascinating things about Starbucks is something they call "coffee tasting". It's a session whereby a Partner (it's what they call the crew) takes out a coffee unknown to the rest and we try to guess what type of coffee it is, where is it from, what's the aroma, taste, acidity, and what is it best paired with. Cool huh?! Free coffee and cakes/pastry. My dream-job of the lifetime. Every coffee addict should work in Starbucks!

Partners gets a free coffee after working for 4 hours, another one after 6 hours, and another one after 8 hours. So if you're doing an 8 hours shift, you get 3 FREE drinks! The best part about it is that you can custom make it what ever way you like. Me, I'm still experimenting the different coffees and mixes. The best I've come out with so far is a Grande Iced Cafe' Latte' with 4 Espresso Shots, 2 pumps of Hazelnut and Caramel Drizzle! Great I tell ya!! The 4 Espresso Shots covers the sweetness of the Hazelnut syrup and the Caramel puts a nice finishing touch. A superb wake up call for anyone!

So, anyone out there drooling already? Yes? Good~ Muahahahahha!!

when the poise doesn't matter anymore

wannabe like beckham?

In a world where everyone wants to be someone else, everyone looks the same, dress the same, talks the same, and in weird cases, they even eat the same. It's rather strange and sometimes funny watching them trying to be someone else instead of, well, themselves. I've seen handsome guys and beautiful gals destoyed their image with piercings. To them, it's fashion. A trend set up by some ingenius(dumb) rich people who thinks guys piercing their ears like gals is cool. The world where men wanna be like women and women wanna be like men. Sad and strange but true.

Another strange thing is the existance of punks, goths etc in Malaysia. Sure it's normal to see those things in the west but here... It's weird larr~ Don't you find it funny when you see people "trying" to dress themselves up as punks or goths? Some of them dress up like one but listens to Britney Spears and sings to Westlife but they call themselves punks. And as for goths, I wonder if people know that goths are actually a culture in the west. But as soon as it reaches our shores, their fashion is copied. Black make up with the Amy Lee wannabe (hey it rhymes!!).

I truely wonder why people do that, posing as everyone else except themselves. There are many people out there who are already great as they are. No copying is needed, no acting is required. No offence to those who read this post but seriously, you're great the way you are. No need to 'be' punk and stuff. This goes out gals especially~ Later dudes.

nothing much except...

I'M TIRED!! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!! HOW CAN I STILL BE TIRED AFTER SLEEPING FOR MORE THAN 9 HOURS?!! ARGHH!!!

It's weird I tell ya.. Muz be the flu that's draining my energy.. It seems I always get it when I sleep for more than 8 hours.. Hmmm..~

when a writer puts down its pen..

not giving up?

Dunno why but recently, I've been talking to people about how I'm slowly killing myself with my current lifestyle. Though from my point of view, I'm not even lifting a finger. Physically, I'm not even moving any muscle. But mentally, I'm straining every part of it. How real the truth is, I myself can't tell for sure. I know I'm not making much of a sense to many of you reading this but for what it's worth, this comes from my mind. So throw me a penny 10 cent for my thoughts.

This feeling started out one day as I sat alone in my room. Thinking back about the arguements that I had with my dad since he resigned. Ever since he took a break from working he's more sensitive than his usual self. Every little thing can escalate to an arguement and that sux - big time! But I've gotten quite used to it. After all, I did promise SP I would not fight with him anymore. Instead, I'd juz speak my mind calmly with words of truth and leave the rest to him.

But then one time, he lectured me about the family not being as well-to-do as before. Since my mom is the only one generating cash at this period of time, we are cutting down alot on everything. With that, I've tighten my budget alot and had days when I didn't even eat at all. Call me stupid but I do that sometimes. Hahahahaha... So I told myself that I'm gonna work my butts off to the extend that I don't have to depend on my monthly allowance of RM150 per month. Having already finish my training last Sunday, I'm well and ready to work once again. This Friday, I'll be working from 1 to 5pm, missing my quiz. Thankfully, Ms Tan was kind enough to let me take it another day (a very kind lecturer.. really).

Other startling news was that I might be out of the The Team for being MIA for 3 youth meetings as told to me by my bro. How true it is, I wouldn't know till I go for the next youth meeting this Saturday. What a mess~ Balance between my studies, my work, my youth and my friends. *sigh*

I took a close look at myself in the mirror, noticing those eyes with round dark rings around it. The wrinkles on my forehead didn't help much either. Dilated pupils and dry lips. I look bad.. Real bad. But I guess I always looked like this but juz couldn't notice it. I took out my song book and scribble something in it. Half way through, I suddenly stop for no reason. Stared at what I've written and put down my pen. I closed the book and walked out of the room stopping at the door. Juz before I switch off the lights, I took sometime looking at my room. Reminisce.. The lights went switched off.

Mirror

Everywhere I go
Everything I see
It's just the same old face
The same old story

And who is this person in front of me?
What is this mirror that I see?
Reflection of what I am to be
A sinner who's crying on his knees
I'm begging please take my heart away
Cause all I want to do
Is to be more like You

And every now and then
I look at my life
Failures and past mistakes
Washed away by a painful price

And who is this person in front of me?
What is this mirror that I see?
Reflection of what I am to be
A sinner who's crying on his knees
I'm begging please take my heart away
Cause all I want to do
Is to be more like You

~nd~

visiting 2 lecturers in one day.. nutz

lucky 27? rite..

Who in the world would purposely visit their lecturer for fun? My friends and I of course! Well, it wasn't really for fun. Today was like every other day; I was tired to the core and yet I'm slugging my butt around campus as usual. My day started off with a flat tire from my bike, forcing me to call Aaron Wee in the early morning to get some transport from him. Being the good friend that he is, he fetched me to campus. Anyway, I was 1 hour late for my 4pm class. Why? Because my friends and I got our lecturer a cake for her birthday~ I know it might sound like an excuse because we came in at 5pm. Why would we go tru all the trouble of buying a cake juz to save our arse? *stares*

She was surprised as expected. It's not everyday that she recieves a cake from her students. We took the cake and followed her to her office where we sang her a birthday song and a mock version of "Only You". Was something like,

"Only yooouu.. can make us pass *OS..
Only yooouuu~ Can give us A in exam...

*OS - Operating Systems

Strawberry Moose Cake... did i spelled it correctly??

Made lots of jokes and laugh through out the whole time as we indulged ourselves with the Strawberry Moose Cake that we bought for a heck load of a price. But for what it's worth, our lecturer enjoyed it alot and that's all that matters _really...

Later that night around 9pm, my coursemates came over to my house and together I brought them to another lecturer's house. We promised her we would come during lecture in the morning. Together in two cars and the 9 of us, we drove to another side of my taman (she stays in the same taman as me?! *gasp!*). She stays in this moderate, double storey house with this cool electronic gate that folds as it opens. Call me easily impress~ Ahaks~ Practically chat and mess around with her throughout the whole time. She has this unique kiddish personality. Really cool for a person taking her Masters Degree. Not only that, she comes equipped with 2 kids, one in kindergarten and another in primary school. Not bad~ After talking for more than 1 hours, we headed home.

old *ahem* but cute cute

*sigh* I'm tired... Always tired...

the funky gal with attitude!! yea~

the angel with a broken wing

For some reason, I was planning to write about her BEFORE she asked me to write something about herself. And no larrr, she's not one of those thick faced gals kay? Her name, like the others will be disclosed so I guess whenever you see this gal on the streets, you can only think of her as the gal you read about in a blog, which isn't that bad actually.

Okay~ So I am talking crap now..

I knew this gal tru my coursemate who visited me while I was still working in Kenny Rogers 2 years ago (really.. bet you can't remember eh?). At first impression, she was the gal who asked for my cap and wasn't afraid to talk. Naturally, I talked back. Ahaks~ From then, I guess I could've roughly guess her character but to my surprise, there's more to her than meets the eye. I've only really gotten to know her last year when she somehow got a hold of my friendster account and yahoo messenger. From there we somehow clicked well. The mouse I mean. Hahahahah~ Found out that she's a hip hop gal with a secretive, sensitive side that not many people know about. Not afraid to open up and definitely not lansi, she takes advice as much as she gives.

From first glance she would look like another 'lala mui' but looks can be decieving after all. She's a hip hop but still likes Lindsay Lohan (flowerhorn fish.. hahahah). Not only that, she's one of the best dancers whom I personally know. After all, she won the first place for last year's MMU Talent Time, dancing her way to victory with some of Spear Britney songs. Whoops~! Did I spell her name wrongly? Guess not! Bwahahahah~ A few days ago, she told me she was trying out Amy Lee of Evanescence's make up. So there you have it; a gal who's a hip hop, pop, and goth. Which guy wouldn't be happy eh?

Aside from the jokes. She reminds me of my 2nd daughter, Carroanne alot. Full of worries and had gone tru lots of hurt but still, she would smile tru the thickest times of her life. Stay strong gal and always remember what I tell you okay?

Here's a song for you.. Download and listen to it okay?

Oasis - Stop Crying Your Heart Out

Hold up... hold on... don't be scared
You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile... Shine on... Don't be scared
Your destiny may keep you warm.

Cos all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry you'll see them some day
Take what you need and be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

Get up... Come on... why you scared
You'll never change what been and gone

Cos all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry you'll see them some day
Take what you need and be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

Cos all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry you'll see them some day
Take what you need and be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

a sip of coffee and slice of cake

Life and love are like coffee and chocolate cake, they compliment each other and you can't live without them. Make sense? Of course it does! Think about it. Coffee.. Choc cake.. Already smellin' the burnt, earthy, smoky aroma? Is it tickling your taste buds? Come on'. Take a sip. Taste the full creamy, sweet finish? Feel the full body of the coffee slide down your throat? That my friends, is the Caffè Verona - The Coffee Of Love~ It's under the Starbucks' smooth coffee group. One of my personal favourites. Caffè Verona® is 80% Yukon Blend, an array of Latin American and Indonesian coffees; and, 20% Italian Roast, a blend of Latin American coffees. Great to be drank after dinner accompanied with some choc cake of fudge. Great taste mann!!

See~ Who says coffee has to be always bitter and sour? That's cheap coffee mann! Get the real stuff!!

Why in the world am I promoting Starbucks??! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

*ahem* If you would like to get me a present, get for me a bold Sumatra Starbucks coffee beans~ Superb! Hahahaha~

sadis...

It was the usual quiet night. Exhausted from the day's work, I slumped over the couch. my weary eyes wondered around the room. My arms were too weak to even pick up the newspaper.

Suddenly... IT appeared~ My obsession, my prey..

My instinct kicked in. Fueled by an unknown source of energy I sprung from my couch, grabbed my weapon and began the game. Unknown to my prey, I stalked it like a tiger watching its meal.

And there it was, ignorant as always. As I slowly closed in on it, it felt the sense of danger. I began taking action, sprinted up to it. My prey's dexterity was much higher than mine but it didn't matter. It can't run away from me - forever.

After running and running, it was soon tired. I smirked, knowing the horrible fate awaiting it. It wasn't long till I was able to grasp it in my fist. Weak and exhausted from running, my prey had already excepted death. But what it didn't know was the torture that awaited it. Not wanting to rush I took my time, draining the life force out of it slowly...

BwahahahahahaahahahahahH!!!!
DIE LIZARD!!! DIE!!!

2nd sister

she makes this pic look good.. hehe~

Okay.. Since it's still early in the evening, I'm gonna write about my 2nd sister~ Yes. The 2nd one. The one whom you've probably never heard of before.

I've knew this gal since she first step foot tru my church. She was soooooooo cute back than. *WAS*. Hahahahaha~ Actually she still is larr. But too bad she has grown up alot already. As far as I can remember, her hairstyle has never change for some reason unknown. Or maybe I'm juz too use to seeing her. A very good bowler and used to treats MP like her 2nd home. She took up that bad habit from me I think. Her average has always been above 120pts. Me? The highest I've ever scored was 168pts!! I was using a 13 ball back then _{still can remember.. hehe~}

Anyways, she's quite stubborn and a little independent. A good actress (seriously) in front of cute guys. Only I know how to get to her "other side". Hehe~ I can type this freely because I know she doesn't know the existence of this blog. Muahahahahah~ So guys, when you see her, lay your hands off her or DIE!!!

Hehe~

Here's Bowling For Soup - 1985 for you guys. It's my song of the day.

1985

Woohoohoo
Woohoohoo

Debbie just hit the wall
she never had it all
one Prozac a day
husbands a CPA
her dreams went out the door
when she turned twenty four
only been with one man
what happen to her plan?

She was gonna be an actress
she was gonna be a star
she was gonna shake her ass
on the hood of white snake's car
her yellow SUV is now the enemy
looks at her average life
and nothing has been alright since

Bruce Springstein, Madonna
way before Nirvana
there was U2 and Blondie
and music still on MTV
her two kids in high school
they tell her that she's uncool
cuz she's still preoccupied
with 19, 19, 1985

Woohoohoo
(1985)
Woohoohoo

She's seen all the classics
she knows every line
Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink
even Saint Elmo's Fire
she rocked out to wham
not a big Limp Biscuit fan
thought she'd get a hand
on a member of Duran Duran

Where's the mini-skirt made of snake skin
and who's the other guy that's singing in Van Halen
when did reality become T.V.
what ever happen to sitcoms, game shows
(on the radio was)

Bruce Springstein, Madonna
way before Nirvana
there was U2 and Blondie
and music still on MTV
her two kids in high school
they tell her that she's uncool
cuz she's still preoccupied
with 19, 19, 1985

Woohoohoo

She hates time make it stop
when did Motley Crew become classic rock?
And when did Ozzy become an actor?
Please make this stop
Stop!
And bring back

Bruce Springstein, Madonna
way before Nirvana
there was U2 and Blondie
and music still on MTV
her two kids in high school
they tell her that she's uncool
cuz she's still preoccupied
with 1985

Woohoohoo

Bruce Springstein, Madonna
way before Nirvana
there was U2 and Blondie
and music still on MTV (woohoohoo)
her two kids in high school
they tell her that she's uncool
cuz she's still preoccupied
with 19, 19, 1985

how i feel..

Switchfoot - You

There's always something in the way
There's always something getting through
But it's not me
It's You, it's You

Sometimes ignorance rings true
But hope is not in what I know
It's not in me... me
It's in You, it's in You

It's all i know
It's all i know
It's all i know

I find peace when I'm confused
I find hope when I'm let down
Not in me... me
In You

I hope to lose myself for good
I hope to find it in the end
Not in my... me
In You

It's all i know
It's all i know
It's all i know
In You
In You
It’s in You
In You

There's always something in the way
There's always something getting through
But it's not me...e
It's You, it's You
(It’s all I want)

bottom of the glass

i wonder...

When life is more than juz half full or half empty glass to a person, I guess you might wonder; what's at the bottom of the glass? Everyday we go on with our daily business and we contemplate as we ask ourselves, "This is your life.. Are you who you want to be?".

I used to think that my glass was always half full. You know, lots of things to expect, excited about the "new day" and stuff. But living a while makes it kinda draggy. I feel life on earth is getting half empty. Sure it's sad that I feel that way. After all, I'm only 19 rite? But I bet everyone has their moments where they feel that they have enough of life. The 'been there, done that' kinda feeling.

Now imagine that the content of the glass is our life. The attractive colors and smell of it is real good. All that we learn and what we experience are mixed into that tall glass called life. And we take a sip of life everyday. Day by day by day, life gets lesser and leser. And in the end all that's left is at the bottom of the glass. The sediments at the bottom remains of what life used to be and what our life was made off. When we look at it, do we feel disgusted? Or amazed? Or maybe surprised? I guess we'll never know till we finish life.

I wonder, what's at the bottom of my glass.. I hope to find it in the end.

BSADay : more than what you think it is

Last Tuesday was MMU CF's BSADay, which strangely actually means Brothers and Sisters Appreciation Day. B-SAD~ Catch it? Hahahahaha~ _lame...

Me, being suddenly blurr at that particular time didn't notice everyone around me was all dressed up neatly, button up maroon shirt and slacks, shinning black leather shoe with that awesome metallic grew tie (way to go Justin) and there I was, with my light blue t-shirt and cargo pants. I looked like the sesated char kuey teow among the gourmet dishes on a wedding table. Natural instinct made me immediately put on my fake smile and sighed; ignorance is bliss. Thankfully, George came to the rescue, lending me one of his smooth good-lookin' (on me) shirt.

Damn I look good~!!

After some good ol' praise and worship, we were put into our "groups". I still call it our "dates" but I guess some of them one accept it. Anyway, I got tagged with Su Be~ Sweet gal.. Really.. The first game we played was whacko. Su Be was kinda blurr at first, but luckily she was quick enough to save my butt. The unlucky dudes in the end, Justyne and my bro did some Indian chasing each other with an Apple tree in the middle. Hehehe~ Was soooo cute!! _{yeah rite.. who am i kidding?!} Then the guys were given plastersine and was told to make a flower for the 'partner' the gals in return was to make a kadboard-door-hanging-thingie.. Or something like that. Anyway~ I tried to make violets but it looked kinda weird.

slick moves mann

What followed was a series of fun and laughter as the guys acted out hilarious sketches. My bro did some gay shit which I can't even mention here. Justin's group did a voice-over dance of the Backstreet Boys. So I'm definitely no fan of those crappy boy-bands but the way Justin's group dance was super funny. Talk about big heads mann. My group (actually it's Justyne's group) recited a poem written by Mark. My line is in bold.

Lord, give me a poem for my sister so dear,
Something sweet & neat to take away her fear.
A song or a rhyme to take the blues away,
To remind her she's special no matter what people say.

So here it goes:

Sister Allison is like a flower, a rose to be exact,
Sister Apple is like an angel, I know that for a fact.
Sister Belle is like an owl, both beautiful and wise,
and Sister Carina is like a ghost, whose spirit never dies.

Sister Catherine is like a sunshine that makes a perfect day,
Sister Cheryl is like a rainbow which takes the rain away.
Sister CP is like a treasure with which one will not part,
and Sister Dayze is like a necklace, always worn close to the heart.

Sister Grace is like an eraser, there to correct your mistakes,
Sister Hui Yin is like a cereal, they're more than good, they're great!
Sister Jasmyn is like an umbrella sheltering you from the storm,
and Sister Jessica is like a blanket that keeps you safe and warm.

Sister Rebecca is like a little kitten, always a pretty sight,
Sister Renee is like a star shining through your darkest night.
Sister Sandra is like milk, for milk helps us grow,
and Sister Sharon is like a candle that keeps the room aglow.

Sister Shih Wen is like ice-cream, soft, dreamy and sweet,
Sister Sin Yee is like cake and brownies, what a wonderful treat!
Sister Stefanie is like the blue skies, shining brightly and vast,
Sister Su Be is like a pillar, holding you up strong and steadfast.

Sister Win Nee is like a diamond, precious and rare,
Sister Zhong Hui like the gentle wind, you know she's always there.

Our sisters are like angels who brighten our days,
In all kinds of wonderful, magical ways.
Their thoughtfulness comes as gift from above,
And we feel we're surrounded by warm, caring love.

Like upside-down rainbows, their smiles bring the sun,
And they fill ho-hum moments, with laughter and fun.
Sisters are like angels without any wings,
Blessing our lives with the most precious things.

Nice leh?

The gals were even sweeter (they always are..). They treated us with hand massages, and ice-cream!!! Can you believe it?! ICE-CREAM!! _sad-case... I was 1 of the first person to get a hand massage from CP. Lucky me. Hehe~ The whole event was fun larr~ I believe everyone enjoyed themselves. Too bad I gotta wake up at 8am for class the next day. *sigh*

CP CP CP CP CP

my bloody valentine

should've listen to you, ann na

My Valentine's Day sucked. Period.

don't go, my precious one week holiday!!

Star(my)bucks

The lights, sounds, noises are all starting to die down. Signalling the end of Chinese New Year, the last fire-cracker was set off. The row of dressed men salute to the sky and honored the end of CNY.

Yeah right~! Some communist wannabe.

CNY wasn't all that bad. Though I felt this year, we had lots of things screwed up. Some my fault and some not but that's not the point. After all, it's Chinese New Year. If I missed New Year, there's always a second chance during Chinese New Year. Ahaks~ That's crap~

before..

My daughter came down on Thursday and on Friday, I spent the whole day with her. Something shocked me; SHE CUT HER HAIR!!! HER PRECIOUS LONG HAIR!!! WHY?!! WHY?!!! TIM KAI?!!!!!

after!!!!!

Weird.. Neways, she was cheerful as ever and still as cute and sampat as the last time I met her. She's doing pretty well in Singapore and she's got another 3 months of work left. After that she'll be continuing her studies. Thank God!

Well, on Sunday night I went out with my course-mates (i promised them that I would and so I did), but I went out till very very late at night. They were at my house till it was around 5-6am. Tick the hell out of dad. He and mom was pretty pissed. Hhahahaahaha~ Guess I deserve it and right now at this very moment, I'm suffering the consequences of not sleeping at all - I'm DEAD tired. But as they say, pain and pleasure are one of a kind _{you sicko!!}.

I'm in one of my course-mate's house now. Juz watch the latest Gundam SEED: Destiny episode 16. Awesome show mann~ Last time I mentioned I watch finish the whole of Gundam SEED in juz 3 days. Imagine, 50 episodes - 3 days. Hhaaahahahaha~ Nutz mann~ But it was is fun. Can't wait for the whole series to come out so that I can collect them.

Crappers...

I'm sucked into the anime world AGAIN. As Kira's bird would say, "Tori!"

Good bye Chinese New Year!! Will miss ya!!

On the first day of new year, my true love gave to me..

It's Chinese New Year~!!! (and no one's blogging..) That's juz sad mann~ But I refuse to be like the rest; I shall blog tonight!!

So,

On my first day of new year, my true love gave to me..




nothing.. she was working..

Ahaks~

But it doesn't matter to me I guess. Today, we did the usual; going around collecting ang paos from Uncles and Aunts. This year, it's kinda slow. Didn't really get to collect alot from my father's side. But the good part is that this year, everyone's giving "big" ang paos. Lucky me~

Neo : Hmmm.. Upgrades..

Those darn mozzies are back again~! But this time, they're much faster and smarter too; using guerilla tactics like hit & run to drain me of my life force - my mojo _rip-off!!. But unfortunately for them, I am still The Mozzie Hunter. Not a single mozzie will escape my wrath. Death by electrocution~ Bwahahaahhaa~!!!

So, mid-term's over and Chinese New Year is juz around the corner, in front of my house. Well, it's actually closer but that's besides the point. Today, after my last paper, I followed dad & mom around to do some shopping.

Don't misunderstand. I DON'T LIKE TO SHOP thank you~

Well.. It's not like I had a choice. After all, I needed to go to MP to check out the newly opened Starbuck's Area Manager, Fendi to discuss matters of importance a.k.a. my job. After talking to the Area Manager and the Director of Operations, it was set, I'll be starting my job AFTER February. Meaning I can't spend Valentine's Day with SP!! Whoohooo!!

Thank you~ Thank you~ You're all too kind~ Ahaks~

I've been playing Need For Speed: Underground 2 frequently these days. Sure sure, so what if I had finished the game 3 to 4 times? I like to drive - atleast in a virtual level. Been practising more on my drifting skills in hopes to use them against my opponent in any NFSU2 competition while make a name for myself and hopefully, win some cash in the process too. Hehe~

So what am I gonna do this CNY? The usual I guess; 1st day dad's side, 2nd day mom's side, 3rd day (to be confirmed), 4th day with my bunch of whacky friends. I'm looking forward to eating Yee Sang (some raw fish dish) with the owner of Taipan Seafood Restaurant in my taman. He's a nice guy. Had his 2nd child a couple of months back. Cute baby~ Aside from those stuffs, I'm leaving most of my days free in case of any "last-minute" plans that always pop-up during the festive season.

I'm listening to Oasis - Stop Crying Your Heart Out. Touching song mann~ It's the soundtrack for The Butterfly Effect which by the way, is a must-see movie. Recommended by me. Go to your nearest pirated DVD vendor and grab a copy for yourself. Really interesting show.

Cause all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry you'll see them some day
Take what you need and be on your way
And stop crying your heart out..

So, what are you guys doing this CNY larr? If any cool, intersting plans, give me a ring lorr okay?

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!

constatine - the conn mann

and i think he's a dumb guy

What's up with this comics-to-movie hype that's going on?! First you have old-school movies like Batman and Superman, which by the way was a BIG hit back in my younger days. I dearly missed those shows mann. Instead, now we have a bunch of over-paid actors in shows like Spiderman, X-Men, Punisher, Daredevil, Hellboy, Elektra_sux, and the upcoming Fantastic Four and of course, Constatine.

I wouldn't really complain if the show is good, but then sometimes after watching them, I feel that they've lost their originality. Okay~ So some of them are OK only larr, but I feel I criticize a lot because I'm quite a fan of the comic world (more towards Marvel though). Not really hardcore but I know enough to pick up LOADZ of plot-holes in the movies.

Take for example, Pete's first love wasn't Marry Jane, it was Gwen~!! Gwen!! Who can ever forget Gwen?! The girl who died in Spidey's arms. X-Men's Nightcrawler ain't a wuss and Storm was a goddess but in the movie, she looked more like a special child beaten up with the dumb stick. And the latest; Elektra is a merciless assassin who's torture skills are to be feared. Instead, she looked like some dumb Alias chick in the wrong costume. *sigh*

Whatever happen to "keepin' it true to da book"? But still, the best movie they could make is the very awesome Marvel vs DC comic. Yeap~ You heard me. Make a movie from that comic and you'll make tons! Who wouldn't wanna see our fav superheroes pit on each other to see who's the better superdude? Hehe~ The comic is quite rare, but I have 3 out of 4 issues. Uber cool~

star at bucks

It has began. Today, I receive an sms when I was at SP's house. It's from the Starbuck's manager~ I've been summonned. My time has come to fulfill my duty to the city of Malacca that's lacking in quality coffee! I am The Coffee Guy_lamer...

*heroic theme playing*

My first job? Go to MP to collect the flyers and head to Ayer Keroh Toll and pass them out there. Big job eh? It's my first job and I gotta give my all juz to impress some thumb-suckin manager who seems to be a newbie in this line. I feel sooooo underestimated mann - big time! I guess I can only show my true real skills after a week or two.

Told dad that I wanna work maximum hours to gain as much cash as I can. Hopefully the manager would agree with me. Looks like I gotta whip out something to draw their attention. I am, after all, the son of the best manager in town. Such pressure isn't necessary for me. Experience is priceless! Starbucks, here I come!!

everyone needs a pat on the head

comes with free head massage

You're feeling down and you feel isolated from the world. Tucked to a corner and covered by the shadows. Your friends seems to be miles away when they're actually just next to you. Pressures from the world pressing against your frail body. And with every ounce of strength you try to break the cycle but you always seems to be the loser at the end of the day.

Juz as the tears swell up in your eyes, you felt someone's hand on your head, telling you "It's gonna be okay~". The shadows are pushed back. The fuzzy world becomes clear again. Peace...

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out the window: life2

upper room anyone?

Ahhh~ Don't you just love the smell of mid-term in the early February?_{you sicko!!!} Atmosphere is refreshing as students rush in and out of their lecture halls and the library~_{you nutz?!} What's more surprising is how our inner voice speaks to us clearer and clearer as those exams approach~_{get a life jacko whacko!}

I guess it comes with the package. But let me tell you that I'm not crazy; I'm juz a little unwell. Nothing much left in the upper-room eh? It's nothing strange with all the skin on my back and books in my face, studying becomes more than a routine. I believe every MMU student can pledge to that. Well, maybe not all. Or maybe it's juz me. Argh~!! I dunno~!!

What is all this crap I'm typing mann?! It doesn't make any sense!! For crying out loud, GO TO SLEEP ANDREW!!!