College

Just to let people of my age know what college life is about, here's a small preview of the issues that a college student faces consciously or subconsciously, specifically me.

First, independence. You can't go home and ask your collegemates what's for homework or this and that. Because, they're all equally as blur as you. For example, ME. :)

Then secondly, if you want to enter college, BE SINGLE. It's like, if you want to go fishing, don't bring an aquarium on ur 4wd, instead bring an empty aquarium to keep the fishes you're gonna catch.

Lastly, hmm.. I guess that's all I wanna say. So Bye Bye.

Collecting Dust

My blog is like an old wooden squatter house where noone stays in anymore. And people even think its haunted. Coz, at times the lights would switch on and off. It's just the house owner going back there to see if it has decayed under the destruction of time. Like me, the chatbox is still active but not the blog, coz i just can't seem to blog anything intelectually qualified to be in my blog. So, just like the wooden squatter house, people might think this abandoned site is haunted coz it aint moving in terms of posts but it is moving in terms of the miniature chatbox by the side. So, conclusion is..
My blog ain't haunted. :)

Facebook-mania

From Friendster to Myspace to Tagged to Facebook to Fanbox!
It's hard to differentiate an anti social person and a sociable person because people nowadays have so many networking websites as if they need some psychiatric help on meeting new people. Well, some have their reasons but some.. dont! So get a life and dont use so many la. Stay connected to your previous friends like in Friendster which is now regarded as retro already.
Anyways, talking about that, here's to the announcement of my new facebook profile. I don't know how to use it but I'm using it. But will remain active in Friendster. :) Cheers, the trademarked logos of the always smiling yet classic Friendster.

SPM Fevahh!

Results are out! And I got average results. Just enough for the littlest of scholarships. And so, now I'm doing my A-levels at ATC. And also applied for ALAM and MAS.

Anyways, let's not talk about SPM and shit. It sucks. First, b4 I continue, I want to apologize for not blogging, well it didn;t affect anyone right since no one reads this blog. Well, it's just a cyber space for me to express myself.

Anyway, during the holidays, or better still during the first batch of NS, lots of changes happened, my house now has a drumset and I bought myself an electric guitar. :) And my room is now lightly padded. :) Worked at AP Comm, and went for two on-site events already. One at Westin and another at One World. Other than telemarketing and waking up early, things were going great. Discovered a secret of MidValley's people which I'd like to keep secret. LOL. Also bought a nice kiss-ass shirt, with the words, KISS my ass in front, and the KISS sign is like the band KISS. Lol. And we've also went to the curve to see colbie caillat strum the last note of her last song in her performance because we reached there late due to the idiotic taxi people who refuse to bring us to the curve. So, we finally took a taxi which costed us RM15 bucks and the driver was a drunkard indian who talks crap. Well, out of desperation. We reached there at nine something. Went to tony roma's. Eat. Played pool. Went home. Life during this few months was great la, breaking out of the usual friends group and going a step further. Anyway, I guess three month's worth of life has been summarized, so, I'll be back some other time. :) Have fun.
Cheers!

Click

The saddest movie I've watched in a million years. If you have not shed tears in a very long time, be prepared to soak a tissue box with tears. The movie has some futuristic yet nostalgic feel to it, overall-ly. :)
What I expected before the movie was a good laugh, but what i ended up getting was, the total opposite. It wasn't thattt funny but it was so damn saddening, especially the part where he finally regrets and wants to change things after his grandfather died. At one part, he sees himself in the past so busy doing his work when his grandfather was saying 'I love you' to him while sobbing. He was too busy doing his stuff, he pretty much didnt bother and few days later his grandfather died. Sob sob.
People, you should go watch the movie. :) Makes you appreciate your grandfather. xD Jk, cherish life. Cheers..

Excavating Gold

As I sat on the seat, I noticed the usual KTM crowd. The sunset-timezone crowd. A handful of bangla-like foreigners, a bunch of office-clothed middle aged woman who typically rushes for a seat as soon as someone stands from the seat (usually Chinese), some Malay guys in office clothes carrying bagpacks or slingbags and usually complemented with the Sun newspaper indicating he took from his office building every morning, chinese gel-ed hair teenage boys with fancy cargo pants with lots of 'ropes', 'wires' and belts dangling all around the leg limiting movement together in a group with some chinese girls with cute cute looking hairdos and a rainbow of colours on the clothes, usually green indicating the lala tribe. These are the typical KTM crowd, found at most stations near MidValley or KL Sentral station and are densed depending on timing of the day. Morning: Office people. Afternoon: Teens. Evening: Both. Night: Office people.
And so, getting to the point, after finishing my work at AP Comm and lepaking around Mid and Gardens for a while, we went home. We: being me and Dass. The train looked rather empty for 7 o clock. So, we sat and a funny looking malay man dressed in a collared tee and pants sat opposite of me. He was carrying a bag with some jabatan kerajaan words written there. As usual, by looking at his dressing, I stereotyped he couldn't speak much English. But then to my surprised the hidung tinggi and humongous upper lip guy flipped out a dopod and spoke in Manglish which was, honestly, far above my expectations. Btw, all he said was can can. reaching d. segambut. Still, my expectations for him to be educated increased.
THEN, SUDDENLY, he hands moved to his face. Fingers aligned to position. And penetrated his goldmine. Gross. Picking and picking his nose. Forming a finger-like projection over his nose due to his finger pushing deep into his nostrils. I stared at him in disbelief and he still continued picking his nose without much ado to his decreasing image. I couldn't look any longer for I would vomit and not eat for a few days. I tried staring down and my feet holding my handphone over my face as if to lean my head on my hands. However, after a while I looked back at him to see if the disgusting pedophile looking guy has already excavated the gold already or not. He was just rubbing it off on his bag which was placed on his laps and then continued to pick with his other hand into the other goldmine! Stunned. Disgusted. Flabbergasted.
I turn to see an oblivious looking woman texting away on her handphone not knowing whatever crumbs of gold ore falling on her hair, her shirt, and handphone screen. I'd walked away if I was her. But sad to say, she didn't know. I felt sympathy and foolishness on her behalf.
ANYWAYS,
Conclusion: Mobile phones distracts you from pedophilic looking people who pick their noses aggressively and compulsively beside you. ;D
Kaching!

Things You Didn't Know About Yourself

Have you ever thought to yourself that when people say "I know you better than youself" actually has its meaning? Well, to me, it does, and so, I've did a little something to know myself a lil better, physically. First, I started off with finding out how do I look when I run. I bet you, you have talked about how someone runs, for example, Sports Day, there's always a pint size runner, running like a duck, then there's the tall and robust runner who runs aggresively. We tend to gossip about that, but people might be talking about that to us too for all we know. So, this is the result of how.. err.. I ran. :) Embarrassing though. Coz it was taken when the afternoon session just finished school. So, juniors were walking around. So, it was pretty awkward. Anyways, enjoy. Starring Thas ( in blue), Asogaa (red) and ME (black).




In the words of JJ and Rudy, "Now, you knows". ;P


Second, it's hard to know how do you look like when you cry. It's because, no one would like think, "eh, im crying. do i look bad when im crying?" So, they will never know. Most. So, here's a picture of how do I look when I cry.



You really thought I'd snap a picture of myself crying? :P

All Hail the Power of Music!

I've finally managed to put songs into my page and voila! I FEEL GOOD! :P The song makes me wanna scroll my page up and down following the rhythm of the song.

"I feel good! *scroll scroll scroll scroll scroll scroll scroll* I knew that I wudnt...."

Kaching! ;)

Anyways, Chinese New Year is coming and cash is king. So, I'm all smiles! $.$ Wishing everyone Happy New Year and continue eating lots of daging salai and to those who can't eat or don't eat it, continue eating.. errr.. mooncakes! Enjoy and gamble a lot and win people's ang pao which was used as starting bets! Peace.

Vote for KL!

Malaysia has surprisingly gotten the attention of Hasbro, and our (in)famous Kuala Lumpur, depending on how you look at it, has been nominated to be in Monopoly World Edition!!
Go here and vote for KL to be in the top 20 or is it 10 out of the 60 nominated cities worldwide, to appear in Monopoly WE. So, just click on the link and do whatever you have to do. :D

http://www.hasbro.com/games/en_MY/kid-games/monopoly/
Happy Voting and don't vote for other cities, they're already getting LOTS of votes by now. ;)

Spread the Word. Cheers..

V for Vendetta

I watched this movie a few weeks back and the fascination still hasn't subside. It was a fantastic movie. It's about a freedom fighter in a mask, played by Hugo Weaving, doing what a freedom fighter does best: fight for freedom. Then, this guy meets up with a girl, played by Natalie Portman, who is superhot although she went bald later in the movie. It revolves around her finding her true self and is themed on the totalitarian government oppressing it's citizen. This movie is somewhat similar to Aeon Flux but in a different setting and more well directed. The actors protrayed the movie very well. The plot itself was awesome. I found the movie very good because probably, I can relate very well to the movie as I live in Malaysia and feel as if we are the oppressed ones. Let's not talk politics here. So, well, zippp. =] There was one scene where V, the freedom fighter tells the story of Valerie if I'm not mistaken, a lesbian about her life and stuff and it actually, just made me feel some respect for them. I came to realize that they are pretty much pressured being in the society and it's not their choice they're not straight, so, consider them as unique. :) Anyways, fyi, I'm very much straight and single. ;P Anyways, I would recommend all of you to watch the movie. Brilliant-est movie. Two thumbs up. Six out of five stars. :D Peace and cheers!

Pool

Last Saturday, Tara and I went to Brewball! Wheee!
First we met up at Secret Recipe and had some bites and drinks. :) And fyi, the choco drink, whatever they call it, tastes like milo kaw kaw! We also met Nimmy, Tara's friend who works in The Gardens.
After chilling there, we head to Brewball played some pool but before that Nimmy went back to work d. So, Tara and I were playing pool and SURPRISINGLY, I was impressed at my own ability even tho I dont play that often. At least I managed to hit in some balls. :P and, well, including the cue ball also a couple of times. :P And so, we played..
Later, we went for a bowling session in which I sucked. Tara beat my mere 50 something score. She scored 50 something. =.= Must be the lane which was affecting the accuracy. :P But, anyways, as I promised earlier during pool, we went for some ice cream at Baskin Robbins. You know for some reason, I like the name baskin robbins, if I were to form a band it would probably be Busking Robins. Nice. Talking about bands, I want to go jamming. :( Anyways, back to the topic,we went to Baskin Robbins and ate some ice cream of coz, and jalan jalan-ed and bought some stuff. Well, not SOME stuff but a pair of bangles. OOPS. I mean earrings the size of a bangle. Tara's earrings. Coz she lost her previous one when someone pulled it off her ear without her knowing while clubbing. Ear splitted. Blood was everywhere. Nah. Just joking. I'm a sadist. :P
We also went to kacau Nimmy in Lotus Art in Gardens when suddenly his boss entered the shop. We were sitting comfortably on their place and kena halau. Lol. But it's okay. :D Anyways, I don't know the chronology of it, coz I have some short term memory problem at times. LOL. So, like that la.
Anyways, after that we went to McD and sat in the upper floor and heard thunders! First time hearing thunder sounds from INSIDE a mall. And what else, Mid Valley Megamall. That just goes to show, I've never been to McD, upstairs section, when thunder and lightning strikes. Anyways, then, we went back later and so we did. It was an awesome day, perhaps the best I had in Mid Valley. :)
Cheers..

Some Gory Shit

It was a glorious Saturday morning. Read: No-Church-Saturday-Morning. I woke up and opened the front door and was greeted by a brown cat with a similar looking brown cute kitten under my brother's white Kancil parked in the porch. My house is the typical 20 x 70 house, so it's easily imaginable how the porch would look.
As I was going to some hotel in the afternoon for some buffet the next day, I got myself up and running about the house getting all my house chores done. Rode to shop, buy this and that. Help mum do this and that. And at about 12, outside my house, there was a half eaten or probably cut, kitten. It head and front limbs missing. The same one i saw in the morning. It was eaten in half, blood still fresh. Tiny red ants started feasting on the corpse laying there about a meter away from the spot it was resting in the morning. The smell of blood surrounding the half eaten kitten was still fresh like in a wet market. It's skull was laying there. Red. Bloodied. It's ribs was visible under it's flesh.
I got some pictures of it but am not gonna post it. My blog is an rated U blog. :)
Then, we went for the buffet thingy and came back the next day with the corpse still left to rot there because had no time to dispose it. Didn't dare touch it also anyways. :P
When we came back, the rotting smell was overwhelming when we approached it. It's body was flattened. Decayed. Maggot infested. Skull was not red. Was greyish black. No one dared take it away. So, it was left there for someone to do it. (My brother)

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The next day, another similar looking kitten was found dead near the same spot. This time, it looked normal as in it was just dead with no decapitated limbs. But its eyes were yellow. Body wet. Neck was smudged with a little blood. God knows what happened. But whatever it is, two dead kitten in my house porch was getting freaky. I have some photos of this kitten but as I said, I don't want to go to court for causing heart attack. :P
I don't know what caused this, but it sure was creepy. I hope not to hear kittens meowing in the middle of the night.

Eulogy

As the title states, it's suppose to be about an eulogy, so here's one for ROXXY!

Roxxy met her Maker on the 18th of January, around 8AM in the morning due to health problems or was probably poisoned by the neighbour. Word has it that the neighbour put some poison into Roxxy's food when her parent mum weren't there. And Roxxy is an orphan by the way for the fact that she didn't have a dad. But she had stepfathers. CORRECTION: To add to her misery, she had no stepfathers. Sorry for the inaccuracy.

Roxxy spent half her life as a male. Dressed as a male. Lived as one. And everyone did think she was male. And, the coo-est part is, her mum also thought that she was a male. I know there's this check for the balls thingy to confirm one's gender, however, it went wrong, causing a life of mistaken gender. My sympathy on Roxxy, who was once named - ROMEO. Her mum did check for her, or rather his (at that time) balls. Results: Nothing phallic there. So, I don't know how and why, her mum assumed that it would grow. -_-" (wow..)

So, as Roxxy grew in size and stature, so did her mum. And finally realized that Romeo was a Roxxy. Fascinating fact. However, it didn't really matter much to her mum, who's a good companion of mine. Cos, Roxxy was a good companion to a good companion of mine.
Roxxy, also was really sweet and nice. She would cuddle up with her mum and sleep soundly while still cocooned under her mum's arms. Love was in the air.

Anyways, her mum is Shivani, as she likes to be known as and Roxxy is a shih tzu. :) Cute fella.
And make no mistake, I did say Roxxy is a shih tzu. What were you thinking all this while?

Roxxy will always be remembered in her neighbour's hearts for her distant barking and flirtatious attitude with her neighbour. I even have a pic of Roxxy and a neighouring dog. Damn romantic. :) but I'm a noob remember? So, I can't get these pictures to be posted. sad.


HEY, guess what? Shivani thought me how to post pics already, so here it is. Roxxy is the one on the right. :) Comel right?

May God bless Roxxy aka Romeo. :P

Purple Prose

The title Not So Purple Prose has been delicately chosen for obvious reasons. So, you go find what it means unless u know it. Well, find for purple prose. :)
Haih.. Time is precious. So there you go.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Purple_prose

Anyways, I need to know how to add songs and videos and all the other little things that makes the blog complete. And I so need to learn those jargons. Tough as nuts!

The Birth of A Blog

Say Hi to my spankin' new Not So Purple Prose. :)

I'm a noob in blogging so expect some faux pas. In this blog, you can expect to find some unexpected stuff. :)

So, while I'm designing my blog, just hold on to your seats 'coz Tadika colours would be everywhere until someone comes to my aid. For now, byebye!