Entries of an Absurd Fellow

Aside from this blastid cough...

2006-04-12T10:13:00.000+08:00

It's been awhile since I posted here.

And it'll be my last on Blogspot.

I've moved to Deviant Arts, "Where ART Meets Application" as the motto suggest. Easier to post up and organize my artistic talents there.

So, Gen, ya know where to find me(still unsure of my LJ blog, though.). :-)

So, ciao to Blogspot it is. :P

Finally.

2006-03-24T00:03:00.000+08:00

She toook a hint.

I'm FEEELING so much better now.

:-)

Can't I get by without being misunderstood EVERYTIME!?!?

2006-03-20T23:04:00.000+08:00

I'm so fucking quitting CF.

That fiasco at IRC #comicfiesta, which started with me recognising an image of one of the chatters, and I said in a harmless manner that she made fun of one of my artworks. REMEMBER, I was not being rude and accusational, I was just being fun, and I thought she and the others would see that in a fun way, since they could say things that could be misinterpreted. But one of the CFers went berserk and attacked, thinking it WAS a personal attack!!!

FUCk, WHAT WAS THAT!?!?

And I tried clearing things up, which should have ended, but the girl said she was the one in the pic, a few minutes after she said it wasn't her. The FUCK!?!

THat's the last straw. I've had it with talking with these kids. I'm no longer attending the event, judging from what happen on the chatroom.

And until someone convinces me to come back to CF, screw the event.

EDIT: *sigh* That was too premature, given the fact that they are kids (and kids-at-heart), and had another case of look-alikes. But that still does not change the fact that my comments were meant as an accusation.

That person who accused me of such really need some attitude adjustment.

... but that's just me. I'm giving the CFers a second chance. No worries.

the FIFA World Cup at Times Square... it's real...

2006-03-11T16:02:00.000+08:00

Seriously.

This was one of those spur of the moment things that my friend keeps dragging me into, and ended up watching that FIFA world cup trophy tour at the IMAX theater, watching the tour movie (which was good, btw), and ended up getting Polaroid shot of me and the trophy. Yeah, THAT trophy's making a world tour of some sort, and no one's allowed to touch for fear of stealing (and melting). The Yang Pertuan Agung was the only one that touched the thing.

<---So here's me, looking like a smuck.

Note to Self: (And also, my artwork portfolio!)

2006-03-04T21:35:00.000+08:00

Never, ever gorge yerself at a chicken buffet within 2 seconds, or you'll end up to lethargic to think, and going to the toilet twice in a row does not help. Especially when your friends or training you in the fine art of verbal comebacks.

Oh, on the side notes, some of my older and newer artworks or online in photobucket:

<-- Semi-finalised character design of Alderaan (for a Star Wars/El-hazard x-over manga).

<-- Just a doodle of an action sequence. Still in progress.

<-- The OVERLY POWERED... NINJA! A revised artwork of the one I did at last year's CF. Did it after my friend accidently inked the back of my original. ^^;;

<-- Old charcter layout of Alderaan. Did this 2 months ago.

<--- My mecha. It has a gigantic flower on it's head. It has feelings. Don't hurt it's feelings. It has 3 HUGE arsenals there. :-)

<--- This is my redition of what a future X-wing would look like.

<--- A test comic featuring Alderaan again. Did this before I came for February art jam.

WARNING: Ecchi content!
Look at your own peril:
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<-- A collab of of friend and me. He's responsible for the bald guy (monk...). I'm responsible of the girl showing some skin(the nose, however, was by friend.).

<--- *ahem*.... bondage.

<--- *ahem* More Bondage. Look at your own peril. :-P

WARNING! BIZARRE CONTENT!

... Hey, I was f*cking bored, alright!?! :p

That's it for now. Sorry for the tasteless sense for the ecchi parts. Don't say I didn't warn ya. :p

P.S. Sorry for making so much noise at #comicfiesta in IRC. Now figured out code. ^^;;

Has the Rakyat lost their sense of humour?

2006-02-27T12:49:00.000+08:00

Seriously, I'm really feeling bitter.

It's either:

1) People have lost their sense of humour.

or

2) I'm an asian with a different sense of humour.

Personally, that joke title in the Chit-Chat section in the CF forums was all in all, a joke, but seeing that some people have an opinion on what a sense of humour is, I'm pulling out of the CF forums, and boycotting any Malaysian anime forums in a whole. After that debacle that was the NST posting that comic strip in their paper (which I think shouldn't have ruffled any feathers, but it did. Why are Malaysians turning into laughless dullards!?! As long as there isn't a depiction of the Prophet, just GET ON WITH LIFE!!!), I no longer have faith that The Rakyat could get even the most innocent of jokes.

With much apologies to the OtakuZone authors, but I'm also offended that those on CF thought I was badgering them for having more shojo on OtakuZone. I'm just saying it as a suggestion.

Sheesh, that destroyed my prospects to review mangas in Otakuzone.

EDIT: Ok, after much discussion in forum-ing in CF, I think I'm feeling a little better.

For those in ComicFiesta-dom...

2006-02-20T20:27:00.000+08:00

Ok, to those who got my message yesterday, either this blog or the one at Livejournal will be updated with some of my own art stuff. Since I don't have a scanner, these below are from a couple of months ago:

http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y258/AstrayBlueFrame/LostandFound.jpg [--- this is an old character design that I did in the first quarter of last year. Notice the ink's improved for the three below compared to this.

http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y258/AstrayBlueFrame/AlderShayla1.jpg

http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y258/AstrayBlueFrame/SakuraRedesign1.jpg {--- Sakura of Street Fighter fame.

http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y258/AstrayBlueFrame/ShaylaBedsheetArt1.jpg

The above aren't really my best works, and still in progress. And since I've been scribbling around with mecha designs, those are on hold.

And I really need to get a job if I want a scanner or two. Sorry people, too lazy to do HTMLing coding for the links above.

Finally, evidence that I've graduated.

2006-02-07T19:36:00.000+08:00

Meet yer ole' Absurd Fellow, in between two classmates, trying miserably to look macho.

And next is the obligatory Class of 2005 group shot. I'm at the far left(or right... sorry, lost my bearings.).

Adios!

Artistic Insensitivities and Furious Backlashes.

2006-02-06T14:03:00.000+08:00

Yet again, tactlesness and primal anger rules the media, judging from the backlash against Denmark for that hideous "bomb-turban" cartoon of the Prophet Muhammad (S.A.W).

I don't blame those in the same religion as I (I cannot bring myself to call them brothers and sisters, because the way they've been reacting to the Danish comic strip only shows how much they really know about the religion.), but if Prophet Muhammad(S.A.W) sees how muslims react to a drawing by an artist who doesn't really know what the Prophet looks like, he's sigh, frown and shake his head at what today's muslims have become.

Anger can be a wasted thing.

Seriously, instead of lashing out, why don't we all sit down and ask this:
1) Why did the Danish comic artist drew the comic?
2) Did he not know what he/she's's doing was insensitive, but did it anyway because he thought it was funny (provided the guy/gal ain't religious and does not know squat.)?
3) If he did, did he/she do it 'cause he/she thinks it's ok, or does he/she have a fuelled resentment of Islam(remember, the Crusades was in Europe. So there could be a lot more of resentment there than anywhere. But who's fault was it? A community of 3 religions or 2 living in Jerusalem, or an army of zealot Crusaders who rampage through the place?)?
4) Is that resentment shared by newspapers from the countries that choosed to publish it?
5) If not, then why? Yes, freedom of speech is sacred, but so is religious sensitivities. Freedom of speech is having the ability to speak our minds and knowing what to say, but at the same time we have the freedom of choosing not what to say... which sorta is the problem, methinks.
6) But then, why was the press of certain nations were so *eager* to show it when they knew it will cause an uproar, and when they don't NEED to? The FoS excuse will be too tiresome and make them losers at the end.
7) Muslims should ask themselves this: "What are we doing wrong?" (But I'll bet those with no common sense would rather think of war rather than reason.)
8) "Are we actually practicing Islam, or we're using it as fuel for our rage, when it is suggest peaceful means?"

And for those wanting to ask why the prophets in our religion asked not to have their imaged portrayed in anyway...

Well, what's the point of believing in God if humans start idolising statues and images of religious figures, thus forgetting the reasons they came to us? They asked not to have any images of them because of that.

So stop whining and start thinking. Don't let a tactless and hateful comic strip get the best of you. Prove to those resentful of Islam that we're not what they think we are. And for the hyporcrites, shut up and give up those delusions.

Hopefully, those in the Middle East at least *TRY* to think...

Errghh...

2006-01-24T18:48:00.000+08:00

Still waiting for pics of graduation.

gah.

Update of College Grad ceremony.

2006-01-22T15:11:00.000+08:00

The day before graduation:
-Went to Jaya Jusco Maluri with mom, so she could help me to pick what to where. Seriously, I suck at picking cloths.

-Ate at KFC with mom.

-Good thing we had enough money, cause the shirt, pants, and tie cause right below RM100.

-Bought a few groceries after shopping, as we had enough money to buy.

-Ironed all the wears, including blastid gown.

Graduation Day on Saturday.
- The usual transport hoopla. Mom couldn't come. Same with Bro, as paying RM 80 or RM120 for a ticket to a GRADUATION is ridiculous. THAT, I agree.

- Manage to arrive without a scratch, and made it by 12noon. Got a bit lost of where to register, but found it at library.

- Got the damn sash.

- Went around and dropped by the labs. Posted a bit on Sages.

- Then went to deal with the photoshoot thingy. Had one free studio shot. Will pay for stage shot later.

- Found out that the gown and tie weren't too kind to my neck. Ergh...

-Went to the FAD grad's waiting room. Bloody hot as hell. Met Amanda from the Animation course.

- Also met a few friends who were ALSO repeating the course. The whole GD class including me got pics taken.

- Lined up outside, everyone sweating in gown. Had to bring my damn bag to ceremony as I don't know where to put it.

- Thru the duration of ceremony, hoot and shouted for a few friends, while shut up when former colleague(s)(hypocrites...) went up.

- Near the end, the "Wah-ho" song came about. I was the only GDD guy in red sash to go up there and CELEBRATE Good TIMES!

- Got sandwiched for final photo taking. Met my cousin Amir and his parents.

- Got rid of Graduation get-ups after checking my status in the library. Avoided certain hypocrites there. Got deposit back.

- Phototaking with Daniela, my now former lecturer, with my uncle, aunt and Amir. Daniela commented about how "evolved" I look, when I actually wore something like this in Semester 7. Sheesh.

- Followed cousin to his parent's apartment, where they were holding a Congrats party for him, and automatically, I ended up sharing the limelight.
And my aunts suddenly donated RM150 to me. Now I'm RM150 richer. Unexpected.

- Cousin dropped me off LRT after kenduri. He commented that you don't NEED the IELTS cert to get degree, and saying that the no notion of needing the cert is bullshit. Must check if that's true.

Today:

- Posted on Sages as Rainbow Batman. My way of Celebrating my freedom.

-Now going to KLCC with Mom and Bro.

Next week: Pictures!

Did a lotta screaming today... I BLOODY GRADUATED!!!

2006-01-21T22:00:00.000+08:00

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

YIPPY-KAY-YAY!!!

I'M FREE!!!

I'M SO GODDAMN FREE!!!

I BLOODY GRADUATED!!!

UPDATE FOR DETAILED INFO TOMORROW OR MONDAY!!!!

MUST GET PICS FROM BUDDIES!!!

WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

A day in College for Graduation rehearsal.

2006-01-19T20:57:00.000+08:00

So, I had to waste RM 8.30 just to travel to college. *sigh* Again.

So, I went to the Hall of Fame, got my gown and stupid hat(aka Mortarboard), met a few old friends, and avoided former colleagues(hypocrites...). Then had to wait till 1pm just to sit there, move here and there, and listen to yada-yada, and there's been some mix-ups where music is concerned. Went to get sash, only to discover that they ran out of them, and hafta get them on Saturday. Then left with a buddy, who dropped me off to Sunway Pyramid, and I ate at around 4pm.

... What? Why do I need to waste money on turds they call college food?

Other then that, looks like I gotta go shopping for formal wear. Why do I even need to wear a tie, I will never know. I hate wearing those.

Wonder how much are clip-ons...

Wha? No introduction? GOLLY! :p

2006-01-03T16:29:00.000+08:00

In case yer wondering why I have not made an intro about this jolly ol' Absurd Fellow, me...

Well, instead of starting this blog of with an intro when I registered, I'll do one right before I die a natural death, or slow one from a gun or knife one, or disease, if I ever get those.

It'll be fitting to end this blog life with a profile of me, don'tcha think?

Further more, I've no interest in spending my life after 50-years of age. I'd rather not be just loitering around being useless.

The only glaring significance of 31st December.

2006-01-02T16:26:00.000+08:00

Ah, the new years. It's a time to move on and forget...

Not really.

The thing is, I find myself the same every year, confronting the same problems, and confronting demons within. From time to time, I fail, and won.

If there's one thing that seems to be some importance to me on 31st December, is when I met my first love, in 31st December, 1999. She was a chinese girl at the age of 17, and I was 18, a dumbass malay, and fresh out of high school (Oh, Thank God! I couldn't stand that school!). It was at that very moment, after the clock hits 12am, and fireworks ablazed, and lips met. And thus began the interracial relationship.

It was done in secrecy, with me quite often going to the Internet cafe that she was working in part-time. We shared moments with each other, sometimes silently, walking around the Golden Triangle enjoying every cherished memories we could make. At times, she asked me why I chosed her(over email. She's more talkative online). I could not say for I do not know why.

That time... was my first time I actually encountered love. The embraces, the brief kisses(we didn't do that often, as she didn't like to in public. As usual, my idiot male genes at times wanted to pucker. Good thing I knew a way to restrain.), the chatting... all of it was wonderful. But than I was 18, so there are things I didn't consider while at that age.

Will this relationship last?

How do I know if she really does love me?

How do I know that if I really do love her?

How do we support each other in the future?

Was it really love?

There are times that you can't trust your emotions, and there are times you wonder if love was real, or THAT real.

Alas, it did not last long. After 3 measly months, she wrote a letter to me that her parents found out, and she had to break the relationship. All because I was malay. I balked at it, and wrote a letter about how I feel. Again, I was 18. A really stupid kid.

And it's 7 years later, with very few attempts to create new relationships, all failed before it got started, and I realise that the love wasn't there... until I met another. Or so I thought. After so many moments of friendship in college, that person chosed another before I could make a move, and my heart was ripped to shreds after several online confrontations with her, ending it was that last talk of religion, and from my point of view, she never did had any feelings for me...

That thing about religion was the ultimate end to our friendship. THAT also forced me to reevaluate myself and what I thought about love and religion, and thus I chosen celibacy, choosing a life of a lone wolf, with only a handful of friends to depend on (don't know how long that will last.).

It was that very moment on 31st December, 2005, when I walked through the jolly yet rowdy population of celebrators, I went to the spot where I gave her my first embrace of love.

And there, I looked up from that same spot, watching the fireworks go by, and I stood there silently remembering how wonderful those memories are, and how I was stupid to just threw that away with frustration at the world.

Shereen Siow, where ever you are, and whoever you are with...

I just want to say I'm sorry, and no, this is not a reconcillation letter. I'm not attempting to get a second chance. It's just a article of apology and remembrance...

But Thank you... for everything.

You gave me something that I will alway cherished, which are memories, and gave me that sliver of what love really means.

I owe ya that, friend. And Happy New Year, and let's hope 2006 turns out for the better... *crosses fingers*

Sincerely,

Hafiz, the Absurd Fellow.

sigh The things my mom and I do for love...

2005-12-28T21:28:00.000+08:00

I'm beginning to feel like my mom, or turning into my mom(ARgh!), when she's either really pissed when she's bloody tired. THAT with brutal bluntness with her words.

I have a sister(third in family) who has three young sons, ranging from eldest(6 years old) to youngest(1 year old). With those three combined, they redefine rowdyness(forgive my spelling). I like those kids, so does mom and bro(ok, everyone in the family, I think), even though the eldest has this rude streak that REALLY pisses me off. *groan*

The problem is, my sister, from time to time, still acts like she's single. Ok, this is where I'm gonna spill:

Ya see, she's one of those people who made a mistake. And THAT mistake involves her husband, who was THE boyfriend back then. Due to that, she gave birth to their first son, ~~before marriage~~. So the marriage wasn't really a planned one. And now they have to go though hard times, living in a really cruddy house with 3 KIDS. Pity all three of them.

My mom, bro, another sister, and the two-timing bastard they call my dad lend a helping hand from time to time (financially mostly). We even had to babysit the kids when their dad is away(my sis is working in the theaters full time). The thing is... she has this tendency to lie. At times I see it. My mom sees it most of the time, but geez, pity the kids. We have to babysit them, even when we have other things to do.

BUT THERE ARE TIMES she takes advantage of that, and puts the household upside down. SHE even takes naps when she has to do things like LOOKING after the kids while her siblings (ME and my bro) have to either complete assignments and such. Whenever someone tries to give her a bit of advice, she sighs. sighs, and sighs, and sighs.

She does it ALL THE TIME. Napping, I mean. Even when she's not, she has this laziness that causes screams. Now ya see why I can never do my work at home...

THERE is nothing wrong with staying over, or babysitting the kids when my sis and bro-in-law can't take care of them, or we babysit them alone (or ME alone, but one boy is a handful. Imagine 3. Now ya see why I might never find a job in a childcare center, unfortunately).

But SHE needs to grow up and CHANGE HER HABITS. That goes with that husband of hers too. My God, I'd think the husband will be a bit more responsible, but he's a bit of a follower kind of guy. He's a nice guy (sorta, but hardly talk to him. One things for sure, he's not a hot tempered fool), but I'll bet being a father wasn't what he had in mind. I don't wanna go into detail of what happen to him when they both got together. Of the two, I see he's putting an effort in taking care of the kids, as he's at home most of the time. But that's not saying much.

THERE's another matter that's distressing... food. The 3 rowdy ones has IRREGULAR eating times, and other times, RANDOM. Ever seen a 2 year old who eats at near 4pm? My mom suspects the parents were catching 40 winks at home, but I'm not to sure.

I sometimes think they don't WANT to take care of the kids, and just dump them at relatives places, most of the time at OUR PLACE. Even at the apartment.

Oh, for God's sake, I don't know WHAT THE FUCKING HELL my sister and her husband is doing, but they need to change.

Thank God I'm not this close to choking both of the parents.

Pity the children.

Just to get things out of the way.

2005-12-27T15:53:00.000+08:00

To friends(no matter how few I have) old and new, relatives, colleagues, former lecturers from LUCT, strangers, and those who used to be my friends, and those who are enemies, old and new.

Have a pleasant New Year, and hope to God that He doesn't pull a fast one on ya.

And now, to figure out this stupid HTMLing...

*sigh* Happy "boring" New Year.

Here's the CF pics.

2005-12-22T18:45:00.000+08:00

I was given just the pics with me in it, but at least it's better than nothing.

So this is me, being stealthy.

And this is me being a shmuck.

...? Stupid... stupid... stupid....>.<

2005-12-19T19:21:00.000+08:00

Ok, why do I even have a preference about what I find sexy in a girl?

I thought I rarely cared till I posted on Sages. I'm speaking of this.

Bah. going back home before my shoes gets soaked again. It RAINS everytime I go out...

Comic Fiesta

2005-12-19T13:12:00.000+08:00

Heh, the Two-day Comic Fiesta at the Sri Sedaya College was... interesting, to say the least.

Now to wait for that shot of me at the DFC booth there. Note that it was sorta my semi-official part of the CF, as part of Gen and B's Dead Fish Chronicles booth. I was wearing the hat with the DFC logo on it. Heh.

Will say more later.

Dreams and Goals

2005-12-16T18:37:00.000+08:00

No, I'm not gonna talk about my dreams. And neither am I talking football. I'm speaking of something more profound.

There was this guy I IRC-chatted with 3-4 years ago, and he had this motto:

"Dreams easily realised aren't dreams"

Day after day I'm realising how that rings true for me. Look at it this way...

Does the dream of being a pilot that hard to reach?

Is becoming rich a dream?

Does getting top scores in Counter-Strike a dream

And, God-forbid, is being a *cough*politician*cough* that hard of a dream? (it's a filthy job to be in, if you know what I mean...)

Well, for one thing, these so-called "dreams" are what I consider, and more accurately so, "goals", or material goals for that matter(because these so-called dreams are materialistic anyway). Goals, in a sense, is what we work our fine(or damn-ugly) rear-ends towards to. Goals are things we want or need and planned early on, and it's something we can reach. It all depends on the person who made the goal.

That's what's been clarified in my final years in college.

So therefore, you can't really call it a "dream". Dreams, to me, is something that is impossible by whatever standards you have, or general standards the concept of the human race holds. It's wild, fantastical, obnoxiously SELF-INDULGENT, adventurous, and over-the-top. It's something we want to be or be in, but will never get the opportunity or will never happen, because it's just that.

Dreams.

Reasons and clarifications for writing such opinions?

For the past few weeks, I've been contemplating those two words, and not to mention the imaginary streaks I've had in developing new story ideas for self-made mangas and manga doujins that I have not started drawing. At one point, I self-inserted myself in, here's an example for a story I'm thinking of writing, a situation I was forced into, and by some extraordinary events, gains knowledges that, to the shadow parties involve, I should not have. Hey, it was one way or another to creating stories.

But then, I'm just using day-dreaming as a way to create new characters and concepts, which are my goals. But still, getting a job, living alone in my own area, and actually seeing the country all over... they are just goals.

But for dreams that are PURE dreams?

I no longer have any. The one thing I learned in life is NOT to expect anything to happen. So I don't see the use of keeping dreams.

Unless I don't have anything else to do after the world rips itself apart.

Bah.

2005-12-14T15:26:00.000+08:00

In college. Heard I need to do supplementary work. That means reworking every fucking little thing I did in the booklet I made.

I always have something to redo.

Bah!

Yes! (concerning Fire Emblem)

2005-12-09T20:01:00.000+08:00

Finally finished that goddamn game! Without anyone dying at the end! after 20 tries!!!

Guess Nils was useful at the end after all.

Here's how I did it.: Athos+Nils vs. both Nergal and the Dragon. Have Athos use his Aureola Light magic, and get Nils to refresh him. Use mounted units such as Sain or Eliwood (he's a Knight Lord here, and he rides a horse... looks kinda overweight.) to rescue Nils(just in case. Thank your lucky stars Nergal and the Dragon can't heal themselves), and get Athos out of Nergal's range at the same time, near a healer like Priscilla. Repeat this till Nergal's down to HP 40 or 20. And get the UberLords to finish him off. Lyn's Sol Katti attacks, sadly, won't do that much damage, but I still use here for assurance (never underestimate bit damages). Then bring in Hector with his mighty Armads. Finish Nergal off with Eliwood's Durandal.

For the Dragon, though... mounted units is a must here, as the bloody firebreather has a 3-block range. No amount of Barriers, super-evasions, or Nini's grace would help you, as the dragon negates them. And THAT includes criticals. The other units, other than Uberlords, Athos, Nils, Priscilla, Renault, Pent, and maybe Sain(just in case ya mess up), can't do much here, so keep them out of range, and hope they keep missing the long range magic attacks from the Druid and Sage sitting on each tower (bloody bastards....). Just in cased Priscilla used her turn and Nils can't refresh her, use Renault's Fortify to heal. It Heals EVERYONE FOR GODSAKES. :-)

Athos is still the best bet here, so keep pelting the damn dragon with the Aureola, refresh with Nils, rescue Nils with Eliwood or Sain, get Athos out of range and next to Priscilla, next turn, drop Nils, end turn, repeat till Dragon's HP is 40 or 20. If 20, don't send in Hector, as the Dragon will double-attack him at this point. All ya need is Eliwood's dragon-killin' Durandal... and that's it.

My team for this last moments: Eliwood, Hector, Lyn, Athos, Nils, Sain, Pent, Hawkeye, Renault, Raven, Priscilla, and Jaffar. phew.

The very last part of the ending was a bit of a shocker, while I was expecting it to end with a whimper. Heh. ~~Spoiler: Ah, Zephiel, just when I thought I knew you... heh.~~

Now playing through Hector's tale, albeit won't spend as much time on it as I did with Eliwood's.

Now till I get a job....(reason I'm out surfing the net)

Hmm...

2005-12-05T17:17:00.000+08:00

Once I get a laptop, and broadband connection, then I will be comfortable writing something here. Now I'm wasting away in the cybercafe typing this.

I am confident that I will get that job in Parkson. But if that fails, I'll try again. Failure is failure if you die without succeeding in life.

My resolve will not allow me to falter. Neither it will force me to change my views about the concept of Human life.

And further more, as the idiotic system of exchange would suggest, I need the money.

Fire Emblem art galore!

2005-11-21T19:10:00.000+08:00

Now this is what I get for being a bit to involve with Fire Emblem:

The first good Fire Emblem fanart page that I found.

RPGFan featuring official FE art (Rekka No Ken)

And this one is also a fanart(I think) site... but of more adult variant. Found it by googling when I found this (YOU WERE WARNED!):

Eliwood + Lyn

*cough**cough*

Don't worry, the last one ain't too adult.

But you were warned. Enter the third WEBPAGE at your own risk! :-p

Does cloths really maketh the human?

2005-11-21T15:21:00.000+08:00

A week ago, there was this hoopla for over this tudung issue, starting with a university's original ruling that non-muslims should also wear the tudung. Uproar follows.

Then I take a gander at several comments sent to The Star about the issue. Some had points, some were outraged, some sounded chauvinist even though they think they're being neautral.

I was thinking about that last letter in The Star. The guy behind the letter stated a verse from the Qu'ran, stating the need to decency in appearance. But after reading much of it ( I wish I could put it up here, but I don't really remember how it goes), he didn't really help in solving the issue. He sounded like any other male Muslim in Malaysia trying to tell othe opposite sex of what to do and not what to do.

The point is... why can't we have female Muslims have their say instead of guys trying to solve it? We men trying to solve such issue which is not JUST ONLY religious but also an issue NOT related to us guys will only make us look even more chauvinistic than we already are. I mean, why are guys here still telling gals what to BLOODY WEAR!?!

Telling gals what to wear is something NOT really important. DECENCY, Yes, but please, we're shouldn't try dictating. I'm fed up with my male species who keeps thinking that women can't solve problems without us. Sheesh.

And here's something from me: INSTEAD of trying to tell the opposite sex to cover up, how about we MEN try to CONTROL ourselves for a change? Oh, yeah, you all must be screaming "FUTILE!". I'd be doing the same, but the thing is I'm trying my best to be more open-minded about not just this issue, but EVERYTHING.

We humans are created for many purposes. And while the Qu'ran states decency in wear, it didn't refer to just women. Sorry, men of all ages, you gotta see your end of the bargain as well, no matter how hard it is. See skimpy bikini? CONTROL YOURSELF! See a cleavege? CONTROL YOURSELF AND TREAT HER LIKE A HUMAN BEING RATHER THAN A BLOW-UP DOLL! STOP THINKING DIRTY THOUGHTS! BASH THAT BONER BACK TO NORMAL!

... Ok, for all it's worth, that last part has to be said. *winces*

As Master Yoda would say: "Control! You must LEARN CONTROL!"

Hey, I ain't perfect myself, but at least I'm trying not to be a chauvinist.

And I'll get back to everyone about my thoughts in religion, after I settle a few things.

Proof that old is gold.

2005-11-21T15:11:00.000+08:00

Ya know, when I heard one of the Goo Goo Doll's new songs recently on TV (forgot the name, it goes along the lines of "Give a little bit"), I tried a bit of comparisons with their older songs from yesteryears.

Not that the song was bad, but... sorry, but the older songs, like "Iris" for example, are still Gold-class tunes compared to that new song they conjured up. I don't know about the other songs they composed, but I don't think those could beat the magic of the oldies they made before they went mainstream.

Ergh, the maladies of going mainstream.

And now, after a few seconds of Googling, I present to you the lyrics of their golden oldy, "Name" (Album: A Boy Named Goo):

And even though the moment passed me by
I still can't turn away
Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose
Got tossed along the way
And letters that you never meant to send
Get lost or thrown away

And now we're grown up orphans
That never knew their names
We don't belong to no one
That's a shame
But if you could hide beside me
Maybe for a while
And I won't tell no one your name

And I won't tell em your name

Scars are souvenirs you never lose
The past is never far
Did you lose yourself somewhere out there
Did you get to be a star
And don't it make you sad to know that life
Is more than who we are

You grew up way too fast
And now there's nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
And I won't tell no one your name
And I won't tell em your name

I think about you all the time
But I don't need the same
It's lonely where you are come back down
And I won't tell em your name

Luxury sucks. Don't pursue it. Choose simple middle-class lifestyle!

2005-11-18T18:15:00.000+08:00

Ok, just found out there's a brand-new cybercafe a few blocks away from Tower Records in KLCC (Concourse level). It's decidely the snazziest cybercafe around, fast connection, splendid enviroment, not to mention ya can burn stuff onto yer DVDs there. It's called Yoshi Connection or something, and it's a lot nicer than the one in Low Yat (which I'm in). Sorry kids, no games, it's for grown-ups and grown-up things. :-P

Problem is... it's RM 8 per hour.

The reason I still prefer the one in Low Yat rather than spending RM8 for just one MEASLY hour.

Sheesh.

Oh, other notes:

I forgot to put this down months ago...

Freddie Mercury hails from Iran. "A Gay Iranian singer", as my friend coins him.

Heh. Must be the reason why the Iranian Govn. balked at him coming back there.

AND...

Dogs are NOT intelligent. Really. Ask the dog that tried to cross over the highway, and nearly running to the side of my friend's car's wheel, without a care in the world. Thank it's lucky stars it avoided three cars before that.

Stupid Dog(s).

God... it takes something tiny to make someone go batshit paranoid...

2005-11-18T12:10:00.000+08:00

God...

Please stop throwing a wrench into whatever my family, or whatever is left of it, plans. I would love to live in a place for more than three months without my mom worrying her ass about a cigarette butt that was found on the balcony yesterday.

Now she's doubting the place, as she's always doubting every single place we try to move in. And NOW she wants to move. *sigh* At least it's the same block. BUT UPSTAIRS, in the 7th FLOOR.

Yeah, my mom is damn scared of fire now, thank You very much, and not to mention she's ALWAYS complaining about noises from neighbors.

So, Lord, please, I'd appreciate it if You stop putting any Hints of DOOM in front of my mom.

No excuse me while I make my way to one of Your mosques, to pray to You on Friday so You won't do that again. PLEASE, I beg of You, Lord.

Thank You.

Because the internet ate my post yesterday...

2005-11-17T16:07:00.000+08:00

Putting this down before I forget:

Job search criteria:

1) Find a Job.

2) Make sure it's practical.

3) Make sure it's easy for you to go to. Whatever salary ya gain ain't worth it if it's somewhere to damn far.

4) Just work there for the experience.

5) Stop complaining and follow the rules.

6) Motivate that ass of yours.

7) Make sure salary is reasonable.

8) Doesn't matter if it isn't the job ya want. Ya need the experience in terms of teamwork and the ability to adapt.

9: F***ing avoid those that favours race and language over workmanship. Look for a job that does not have the words "Preferably chinese/malay/indian or speak that certain language.". Sheesh.

This is also for all ya unemployed graduate chumps out there either being choosy or just unmotivated. Ya can't watch movies or go to pubs everyday without cash, ya know. So kids, stop COMPLAINING AND FIND A JOB NO MATTER WHAT!!! DOESN'T HAVE TO BE WHAT YA WANT FOR NOW!

*sigh* Ok, gotta go before the Internet eats this post again. And Mom's waiting outside. Ciao.

Coming soon: Advance Job Search Criteria.

Buzzah, need to find job...

2005-11-16T17:31:00.000+08:00

ok, currently at cybercafe goofing off. Restarting chapter 21 of FE.

Speaking of jobs, should I just wait for a Borders reply, or still search others... like Popular or MPH? I'm afraid the latter might not pay much.

Or should I just go for jobs suited to my needs? Like Photography? (that means working where my bro is. Something I do not want right now)

And my RPing mood is still not back in. *sigh*

Ah, the joys of moving back to familiarity.

2005-11-14T17:30:00.000+08:00

First things first:

*Takes a deep breath...*

I'M FREE!!! I'M FREE!!! I'M SO DAMN F***ING FREE!!! I'M GONE-COMMANDO FREE!!! I'M EL-GRANDE FREE!!! I'M FREE LIKE THE WIND!!!

NO MORE ASSIGNMENTS!!! NO MORE SCREWY DEADLINES!!! NO MORE PAYING FOR THE BASTICH-HIKED-UP PRICING OF CAFETERIA FOOD IN COLLEGE! NO MORE GOING 50, 100, whatever KILOMETRES TO COLLEGE! FREE TO PLAY THE ARCADE! FREE TO RP in teh NEXUS!!! FREE TO FIND WORK!

...

Wait, that last part wasn't right. *sigh*

DOESN'T MATTER NOW, FOR I'M FREE FROM FREAKIN' COLLEGE!

*ahem* Changing the subject.

Finally, we got a place in KL, so WOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

It's some apartment a few kilometres after the PGRM building, and... it's not bad. No, it's better. Near an LRT, near Jaya Jusco...busstands, even. Hell, near everywhere!

Goodbye Subang 2. Hello Villa Tropika.

Just hope it lasts long. At least i don't have to pay the freaking RM3.50 everytime to Subang.

On other notes:

Bah!

Restarting Eliwood's chapter in FE (Gameboy emulator, yo.).

Stats and equipments for some more important characters(Matthew, Wil) screwed up.

Heh, that's what ya got for relying on heavy-hitters, like Kent and Sain, and occasionally Hector, too much.

After that, gonna look for info on the FE anime that started it all.

Back in action... sorta.

2005-11-10T17:23:00.000+08:00

Yes, this blog is still alive.

And right now, obsessing a bit over Fire Emblem (GBA emulator) gameplay. Already have a Level 20 Hector and Lyn, followed by a level 17 Eliwood, in Chapter 25. Might restart though, as I messed up some stats.

And I'm gonna so hope I don't screw up tomorrow's presentation.

Ciao!

DA BROOM NINJA (whoever in the pic, very sorry.)

2005-10-28T10:48:00.000+08:00

In an effort ease my tension, it was suggested to me that I used this new avator pic of very anonymous person.

The only thing that made me laugh this whole morning.

Now OFF TO WORK!

I cannot get moodswings.... HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE??

2005-10-28T09:49:00.000+08:00

I was annoyingly upset today to the point I can't RP or finish my assignments. Did kickboxing on walls, and came back with redden knuckles.

It did not help.

Right now, asking people on the Nexus in LJ about why.

Now excuse me while I try to do my video editing and nursing a bruised knee. O.O

sigh So much for being a reliable art shop...

2005-10-26T14:33:00.000+08:00

Apparently they're out of CD-r's. On Submission day.

Gottverdammt!

On other notes, Looks like I'm gonna take that Rapid KL bus down to KL, since that buddy of mine went off without telling me. But I couldn't keep him waitin' as I gotta upload my webpage images ONE. BY. ONE.

Mein Leben ist nur ein Haufen Kacke! GAH!

Looks like I'm gonna still be college tomorrow

2005-10-25T17:19:00.000+08:00

I'm now standing near the edge of a Katana, waiting to tip over.

*ahem* Actually, Bureaucracy is biting my ass again. Was passed to another GUY! Geez. Which means I might have to redesign the webpage again, add more explosions, and illustrate the damn car itself, and submit the damn thing tomorrow. GAH! I wanted to stay home!

On other notes, I revived one of my old pups in Sages. And that bookstore called Borders is gonna open a new chain at Avenue K (next to KLCC), so lots of job openings, and a good location too (although I prefer Berjaya Times Square.). All I gotta do is send in my resume, and my experience in Times should help that, and I'll be waiting till Mid-November to start earning THA RINGGIT!

Finally. At least I'm gonna stick to a job longer than 3 months...

Aho! And look what I dig up!

2005-10-25T10:33:00.000+08:00

Swearsaurus Swear Words: Swearing, Cursing, Cussing and Insulting!

Yes, a FULL glossary of German curse words, plus curse words in OTHER LANGUAGES! MUAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!

That's so Schleimer. >;-)

Guess that word.

Caution: I still HATE bureaucracy.

2005-10-25T10:08:00.000+08:00

Googled the definition:

Literally: rule by the bureaus of appointed officials. Group of agencies marked by a clear hierarchy of authority in charge of implementing collective choices made through political institutions. Formal organizations that carry out policy through written rules and standardized procedures based on the specialization of duties and striving for the efficient attainment of organizational goals. TRANSLATION in SPANISH: Burocracia - in FRENCH: Bureaucratie

Especially when the officials in QUESTION don't give a damn about your student projects.

My classmate told me that the only way to get a approval without all this nonsense is that you know someone personally there, without much hassle.

And SINCE I don't know anybody at a certain company, I'm waiting here in front of a ill-maintained eMac waiting for that stupid approval letter to go through all those suppose "procedures".

I must now learn German curse words, as they sound better than english curse words.

Achtung!

I want to say something:

2005-10-24T12:03:00.000+08:00

I hate bureaucracy.

Thank you.

EDIT: Oh, BTW, waiting for reply from Proton marketing guy on the permission to use Proton Savvy images. Still waiting.

So I'm OFFLINE! HUZZAH! *not really, but mostly*

Should've stayed home.

2005-10-23T19:45:00.000+08:00

I sorta went to KLCC and attended some impromptu Comic Fiesta meeting there. And after half and hour looking for the elusive meeting place, I finally found them, and left unsatisfied.

Aside from seeing a long-lost face from the LUCT comics club, the top members of CF weren't there, and got my words misunderstoon by a guy who's trying to give me a few tips while being over-the-top about it.

Should've stayed him and do my assignments, which are 80% done.

Sheesh

Maybe I should've stayed home and do some sketches instead...

2005-10-23T18:34:00.000+08:00

Today, I came out late to go for this little meeting between the Comic Fiesta groupies at KLCC.

And after half and hour looking for them, I eventually did, and now the top members aren't there, and only the normal peeps were there, and I left unsatisfied.

And there's this guy, although I don't mind being given a few tips or so, went on and on about how I said I cannot do this and that, which, BTW, I DID NOT SAY. I merely said that I did not choose to use some of the basic drawing techniques there is for face drawings, and he just shrugged.

Maybe I could've put it gentler, but I think the guy is a bit above himself.

Sheesh.

I should've stayed home.

Happy BIRTHDAY, BEEBS!

2005-10-22T13:31:00.000+08:00

Hope yer enjoying the Transformers: War Within comic I lended ya. Just keep it away from the BBQ grills yer gonna have later, or my bro will go after me since he bought it. Mint Condition is important. But enjoy it anyway, muahahaha! :-)

Oh yeah.... Computer labs in LUCT can be freaking cold. I nearly had frostbites. Gah.

EDIT: On other news, I discovered how to Filter-Lock my posts in Livejournal. So, muahahahaha! But still... does anyone know what other blog sites that makes post-view-locking easier? Just widening my options.

Oh. My. God. (edit)

2005-10-22T10:07:00.000+08:00

Isn't there AN EASIER WAY TO UPLOAD A GAZZILION .GIF IMAGES FOR A WEBPAGE ONLINE!?!?!

Sheesh. I'm gonna grow old and get a beard by the time I finish putting them on Yahoo Geocities.

Geo-nuts.

Oh, other news: I'm bald. Will upload pic later.

Oh yeah, Livejournal does has some usefulness after all. There's some sort of filter-locking that renders any entry invisible unless a friend is picked to see it, or something like that. must see how it works. I guess that's better than password-locking, as that can be cracked sooner or later...

Aaaand...

2005-10-20T15:41:00.000+08:00

I just realise how much I suck at Flash. That's what I get for NOT listening properly to my lecturer.

*sigh* Now to concentrate on work and go cold turkey for awhile.

(( Terry: OK, WORK. NOW! ))

Mun: Oh, oh!

It's amazing... Edit: Life is short.

2005-10-20T14:17:00.000+08:00

Whenever I wanted to write something about issues, something turns up, making me NOT put it up in fear of hurting others further.

I was speaking of the passing of Endon, the PM's wife. I was about to make some very long comments about the current state of politics since Tuesday. It looks like it'll have to hold till Saturday. Or is it awright with ya bloggers that I just put it up anyway? (got a draft.)

But on other notes... Life is short. *to everyone* Don't hope for reincarnation. Don't hope for a second life. What we have here is what we have left before we move upstairs with Him.

Some will go later, some will go early.

I have to admit, I don't seem too surprise hearing about another death (but I'm still shocked that it happened to the PM.). It happens so often, even to my relatives. The last relative to die was my uncle 3 years ago. That was the last time I nearly cried. It seems like I'm already so used to losing family and friends that I don't feel as sad as I should be...

'Cause our fates are already set for us. What we do with the time we have is up to us.

Again, my condolences goes to the PM for his loss. Keep steady, Sir, for you're gonna turn for the better. Your wife left her mark on this country, and you, and you should always cherish it.

Our hearts, truthfully, goes to your loss.

I hate timing...

Edit: edited a bit, some facts were off about my uncle.

May Allah bless her soul.

2005-10-20T10:44:00.000+08:00

Datin Endon Mahmood, beloved wife of our Prime Minister, Datuk Abdullah Ahmad Badawi, passed away today, after a long struggle with Breast cancer

There are no words
To Describe a good soul.
You are our leader's light
You are the people's light.

May you rest in peace,
As Allah will bring you
to the Heavens above
Away from the burning hell.

Good Bye, Endon. You will be surely missed.

My condolences, Prime Minister. I know how you feel.

My condolences...

*Falls silent*

The things that want me want to make the college implodes.

2005-10-18T11:29:00.000+08:00

Good news:

Presentation cancelled.

Bad news:

Saturday is the proposed date.

Sheesh. I prefer to get things over with now...

*a bit peeved*

Regarding the Sage post... First things First: Shut up.

2005-10-17T13:44:00.000+08:00

What weird things in my religion? Do you even know if it's actually a real religion and not something added to it by human society? Do you even understand what they mean? Are THEY EVEN FREAKIN' ACCURATE!?!?

That part is what is making me really angry right now. I have never cast off any religious customs as weird, and never will for they all have a purpose. I won't pretend I understand them, which I don't, but do YOU see me dissing them!?!? I try hard not to, and never failed. The fact that you technically dissed a RELIGION (emphasis on "a". It's not only my religion...) is enough to make me want to break this computer RIGHT. IN. FRONT. of ME. AND BREAK EVEN MORE THINGS. Right now, I couldn't care less if you apologise or all that shit.

Don't you ever give me your Good Luck after saying that.

Oh, and other notes:

F*** the whole nonsense.

Guess being a Blogger is risky after all.

2005-10-17T10:35:00.000+08:00

Ok, what is it with religion being a barrier?

True, it defines a person, moulds him or her even, but not always.

Look, God meant to create one religion for the world to follow, yet somehow through HUMAN MISINTERPRETATION, we got like a gazzilion of religions all over the place, and now everythin' is messed up. GEEEZ, the prophets that appeared at that time were there to introduce His words in STAGES, not offer different different rules for different people. No wonder the world is so divided.

The thing is, while I'm not gonna diss religions all over and still have some respect for them, but what I'm tryin' to get to is HOW PEOPLE use and interpret them.

I generally am not knowledgeable enough about my own religion, but thats due to the fact that I'm was about to listen to SOMEONE'S view of religion. Every single religion has been human-interpretated till the point that it's not AUTHENTIC anymore. Not real. Not GOD's words.

I'm sayin' this because I couldn't get into a relationship with someone because of "religious" barriers. She's the other and I'm not. Quite frankly, I think that's bull. It's not religion that is a barrier, but it's HOW people are using it as a barrier. HUMAN made. HUMAN fears. I just wish they didn't use it as such.

I'm willing to take the risk of having to face all these so-called "barriers", even to the point that I get stoned to death. I just wished more people would have done the same aside from being cowards. I just don't want to accept such issues that were clearly tampered with by generations of zealots or people with something else drastic in their minds. It's fucking hard, yeah, but this human trait of finding the easy way out pisses me off. LIFE CAN'T BE EASY ALL THE TIME, FOLKS!

Go read the responses I got in Sages of Chaos to know what I mean:

People should change their mindsets, no matter how long it takes. Thank God for the enlightened Sages...

I'll edit again after I research further. Till then, this will do. And if yer reading this, If you can't bother to convince me, DON'T BOTHER, cause I'll bet yer gonna say the same thing.

Details from the weekends, foo'!

2005-10-17T09:08:00.000+08:00

Friday:

- Sheesh, doesn't the press have limits? Wait... they don't. HAHA! *ahem*. As you should know, I hate dismembered corpses in RL.

Seriously, I freak my ass off just looking at chopped human, and sometimes, animal body parts here and there. In comics, not much, but RL? Yeeesh! Sayin' this because I wish The Star has some restraint when they had to GO AHEAD and publish that picture of that Malaysian tiger chopped in FOUR pieces.

Dear God. It was in the freakin' FRONT PAGE! Taking almost HALF the front! As much as I hate to say this, but I guess they're trying to get sympathies from the public, and they did. In MULTIPLE folds. I just wished they did it another way.

But the 3 bodiless heads of suicide bombers still sends chills down my spine more than the poor tiger. Thank God I'm fasting.

Saturday:

- Actually went to college without payin' a single CENT, as I manage to sneak in the school bus with Seow. Driver didn't bother checking the tickets, so, BOOYAH!

- Arrived and hustled my way to the labs. Work, work, work on the webpage, and... the Nexus in LJ came a-calling. Sheesh. Despite that, I actually got a bit of work done, and as the clock hit 11.25am, I went straight up to Classroom Design 5. where my Comics&Sci-Fi homies are doin' their thang.

- Entered, and only saw 3 members, including President Se-ow. Unofficial member, Bokson, not in yet. So we did our usual thing, which is the weekly comic-drawing or single-art drawing sessions. Seow finally proposed my idea for a bigger Jam-Art concept, which involves a huge roll of paper. One in particular in Ikea. Bokson made his entrance at around Noon, still annoyed that he couldn't find that lecturer of his for submission. I know how ya feel... Oh, the delightful rookie, Ella, made her appearance, carrying her oh-so-fast Acer Ferrari laptop. Hehe.

- Club session was to end at around 2.30pm, but Seow went and played a downloaded copy of Star Wreck: In the Pirkkining. Bad timing aside, ya gotta watch the fan-film to be awed.

Sevens years, with a bare-boned budget, but with LOTS and LOTS of fans and people WORKING on it, it was a sight to behold for a parody of the reknown franchise. You could've sworn Paramount (copyright owners of Star Trek) sent some of Star Trek's CGI-crew to work on the CGI in Star Wreck. The CGI in that MOVIE was UN.Believe.ABLE. When I took a closer look of the Sovereign Class vessel (Star Trek's Enterprise-E; Star Wreck's CPP Kickstart. Ask the fans who made this.), I couldn't find any hints that it was FAN-MADE.

I could've sworn it was a official film. The whole post-production was FANTASTIC, down to the last detail. And the fact that they HAD to parody Babylon 5 within the film is something worth mentioning. They couldn't resist having a P-Fleet (StarFleet) vs. The Babel 13 (Babylon 5)'s fleet all out war, and it could set any Bab 5 and Star Trek geeks' tongues wagging. Cue the sounds of "Holy CRAP! AWESOME!".

Pretty good for a Finnish film. I just love how they screwed up the terms used in Star Trek (phasers here are called "Twinkles", photon torpedoes are "Light Balls", Vulcans are called "Vulgars", whom got turned into hippies instead of helping the Human race move further.). And YES, it was inevitable that they had to mock Babylon 5's overuse of long-winded speeches. I laugh with joy.

- And as soon as that ended, I had to withstand the horror of which they called Cosplay... U.S. Cosplay. Apparently Ella had some Mpegs of some Anime Cosplay "Masquerade" in the US of A, and had to watch Sailormoon and gang doing a bit of line-dancing. Ergh. IT DOES NOT help that a Tuxedo Mask, who seems to be shorter than Sailor Moon, had to come on and bunk hips with her, and even more so that SM had to flash her ass as a curtain-closer. Are those pocket on the rear?

Oh yeah, they had this little "Dance of the Naruto" on stage, with Sasuke doing the Riverdance thing. Sheesh.... why did I watch them anyway?

... Oh, was waiting for Bokson and Seow, who took the opportunity to mock the cosplayers muahaha.

- Oh, finished with that, Bokson drove us down to KLCC, and I met my mom and bro there. Hoopsa.

Sunday:

-Woke up late, and had to help bro clean the house. Was apparently late meeting my mom in town. Oops.

And I got work to do. Laterz.

Beebs, So sorry for what ya have to go thru.

2005-10-14T17:22:00.000+08:00

Geez, what is the management doin' with the employees there?

Maybe it's a good think I didn't get the job there again when my contract ended.

Stupid Blossom shampoo project. I royally screwed that up. Sorry for being such a useless employee back then.

Here's something meaningful from LJ.

2005-10-14T14:12:00.000+08:00

From the Nexus, The mun behind the Blue Beetle asked about whether or not there is an afterlife. His friend died, that prompted the question.

http://www.livejournal.com/community/dear_multiverse/305472.html

And this is what I said to him:

My condolences. I'm very very sorry for your lost. That seems to be the only words I can say.

Instead of being scared and sad, transform that into a will to do things you wanted to always do. If you don't want to be sad, do something meaningful, something you could be remembered by, and you'll die happy, and everyone will remember you as one helluva guy!

I'm one of the few who ain't afraid to accept that fact, but only when there isn't a burden or two on your shoulders. Not afraid to die, but afraid of how it'll affect others you care about. But if it's unavoidable, ya can't stop it.

Do not ever say there would be nothing. If there isn't a Heaven or Hell, what's the point of us existing anyway? So we could just fizzle out and be nothing but rotting bodies six-foot-under?

Believe it. There should be. We may not be sure, but there's gotta be something for us in the Afterlife.

There's no way to avoid being sad when ya know yer day has come, but for me, I'd use that to do what I always wanted to do. It's like that with almost anyone who has the Grim Reaper knocking on their doors. They GOTTA LEAVE A MARK.

So should you. Everyone has an expiry date. The trick is what we're gonna do.

Let us LEAVE A MARK ON THIS WORLD. And we can be all be HAPPY.

Dead or Alive.

And that's how I feel about it. It may be overboard, but that's how I feel about it.

I swear...

2005-10-14T13:39:00.000+08:00

If anyone tells me to "get over it" or "have gotten over it", I'll be rearranging that windpipe in the neck parts, and hangin' him/her upside down at the Petronas Twin Towers. Or if I want to be any nicer, I'd flip the finger and say "get bent!".

Something that's so damn deep and meaningful to me is something I'll not GET over.

And that daily angst rant is brought to you By the ABSURD FELLOW.

*boing, boing, boing, boing.*

And there ain't gonna be any replyin' here.

On second thought, no one reply's here anyway. Doesn't matter.

Phrase of the Day

2005-10-14T10:10:00.000+08:00

"ME, GRIMLOCK... BADASS!!!"

... Seriously, he said that in Transformers: War Within.

Huzzah, assignments time!

Note to Self:

2005-10-13T16:33:00.000+08:00

Stop visiting other people's journals and Sages while ya have important stuff to do, like assignments.

Gah! Must... resist!

But seriously, http://mistressnaoko.blogspot.com ranting news about foreign movie levy really caught my attention.

It's bad and good. Obviously ya know how bad it is. Kill me if ya want, but what if we don't have to see half the bad-crap that Hollywood is spewing out of late?

They could make a selective levy, or not...

But aren't they just contributing to the pirate problem? Sheesh.

It's no wonder the local film industry is still sucking ass.

Something quite more addictive...

2005-10-13T11:55:00.000+08:00

This is while I'm trying to get over my creativity block... and other things.

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/270585

Check it out. Actually something better to play than Nanaca Crash. Eye-coordination and fast fingers needed. Enjoy.

And... (can't believe I'm putting this up...)

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/270105

For all those lonely hopeless romantics out there (inspite of the animation... heh)!

Enjoy.

I was reading the Star yesterday... (FF7 AC Alert! ducks)

2005-10-13T10:46:00.000+08:00

And was reading an article about gender-bending youngsters pushing the trend in the US of A.

From what I've seen, that's nothing compared to what JAPAN has done in years.

Take FF7: Advent Children for example.

Aside from the fact that the begining was great, and the middle portions are shallow (Wah, Matrix-style, ah? Dragon Ball, ah? Wah, How come only Cloud all hyper-power meh? Oi, all of them can FLY AH!?! No sense! But I like bike, wo! But seriously, fantasy or not, it should be some bit of reality in it. How the HELL did the FF7 gang go around the towers vs. Bahamut SIN in a few sec? They CAN'T float in the sky for infinity! Where's the logic? *ahem* EDIT: And Tunnel sequence does not make sense... how the heck are they fighting in the air while at the same speed as the BIKES???), and the ending very nice (a better part of the movie), there's this very feminine villian named Kadaj, and he's what I call the epitome of gender-benders in Japan out there. I thought those crazy kimono=clad J-rockers were bad, but SHEESH!

Look at him! I wonder how many times he gets buttslapped and hit on by any guy near him! That's it. He's 95% female, with just no boobs!

Prison inmates would have a field day with him.

*shudder* What ever happened to the manly villians of yesteryears? No, Loz is a crybaby. Not him.

P.S and until a get a decent full-body pic of Kadaj, this rant will do.

I just discovered...

2005-10-13T09:45:00.000+08:00

That local carpenters can't write and illustrate instruction manuals, or number them furniture parts, to save their lives.

Really. My elder bro and I were at it with a kitchen cabinet for 5-7 hours. HOURS. We should've done it in 2-3 hours if they actually put some effort in DETAILING THE PARTS IN THE MANUAL PROPERLY. Come on, there are no holes where the SCREWS SHOULD GO INTO! Improvisation saved the day!

Not to mention we had to go out and buy a T-shaped screwdriver, which, Thank GOD, made our lives, and HANDS, easier to screw those damn stubborn screws.

And somehow I feel noticeably crappy today. A bit, anyway. Must be the assignments. And Sages.

Note to Self: If I ever try going back to Sages after the semester ends, I'm going to left out and stay in the Sumetra forests. As a hermit.

And my chest is acting up again. Ouch, ouch, ouch.

EDIT: Ok, on other news: Got on my friend's car, had to wait for that annoying shoulder budging fidgeting little fella, whom the colleagues in the car were complaining about him complaining about how early she is and why and all that crap. I'd say, he should just get his own transport...

And I'm hoping for my own Goddamn car. My own CAR! WHEN WILL I GET IT!?! GAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!

Car, Car,
I want my CAR!
My OWN CAR!
I don't need to wait!
I don't HAVE TO RUN!
BECAUSE I WILL HAVE MY CAR!

CAR, CAR!
Makes my life easy!
Leaving them schoolbusses to bite the DUST!

... Ok, back to working on webpage.

Here's a thought.

2005-10-11T17:56:00.000+08:00

How come when a shrink wants to heal a client, the shrink needs to see the client break down, and even worse, in tears?

Why is that the shrink needs a confirmation from a client's now broken state? Can he/she use another method that does not make a client roll up and cry?

I'm aware that it's regarding a specific type of client, but this specific type of clients tend to be a lot.

On other notes, I'm free for the next 2 days... maybe. Thinking of coming to college on Thursday or Friday.

... *NOTE TO SELF* THis is a blogspot, not Sages.

But it's a thought.

Just wasted RM 9.50 on the KLIA transit again... heh.

2005-10-11T09:52:00.000+08:00

*sigh*

I really, really need my own car.

Oh, yeah, papers say that about 5 million youngsters will suffer chronic disease, and 10 million by the year 2020 if no one's gonna solve this issue that was caused by smoking, being obese, diabetic, not psysically in shape, and drinking alcohol.

Not as if anyone's gonna pay attention to the reports, as a lot of young adults would rather be intoxicated than save themselves.

... Is it me, or is God finally saying "CHANGE YER BLOODY DIET FOR MY SAKE!!!"?

...

Will edit later. Internet class is starting. *groans*

Some people just don't shake it.

2005-10-10T11:54:00.000+08:00

I think it's about time I leave Sages. I've been wanting to leave, but I'm somehow stuck.

But when the semester ends, it's gonna be the last time I'll be on it.

On another note, Isn't it amazing how people keep mistaking my mom for a chinese lady?

lol.

Heh

2005-10-09T17:58:00.000+08:00

Ok, thought the Sony expo was suppose to be over tomorrow. Apparently it was not. Sheesh.

And My bro and I got ourselves a pocket-size volume of "Transformers: War Within" in Kinokuniya. RM44.16. Not bad, although my bro prefers a larger format (easier to see details).

Next month, we'll be getting the large format volume of the sequel, "Dark Ages".

And whoopiedoo, I'm being stupid again by replying to that certain someone's umpteenth OOC thread in Sages.

Gah.

Gah!

2005-10-08T15:59:00.000+08:00

My friend, BB, is stuck with work at the Design agency again. That means I'm stuck in college till whenever she finishes! GAH!!!

...

Any dudes with a gutter mind, I follow her to college in her car.

If she's workin' till 5pm, I think I gotta go down and take the bus back to KL.

Sorry, BB.

Sony Expo.

2005-10-08T11:30:00.000+08:00

Yeppers.

Today, the last day of the Sony Expo. At the KL convention center.

Must try out PSP for the heck of it. Then go around a bit to look for a job. For the first time, I don't feel like I mind being transfered here and there in bookstore branches...

... Only if it's within the borders of Koala Lump-por.

WHO-HAA!!!

Yesterday and Today

2005-10-08T11:06:00.000+08:00

Yesterday:

I woke up for sahur. I took a bath. Bro sent me down to the bus station. Got on bus. Arrived at Kelana Jaya. Waited for stupid feeder bus to go to the train station location. Waited there. Got in Beeb's car, not feeling in the mood to talk when a certain someone is there. We made a rendezvou to a bank. We finally arrived at college at last, avoiding that certain someone about certain issues close to heart. Fooled around with my blog and the Nexus in LJ. Pounded my chest as it's acting weird again. Stopped and did some real work on my essay. Clock hits 2.30pm, and I finished clipping my mock-up of a book. Arrived in classroom designated Hall 6. Waited. Only tutor came. Peer assessment starts. Had a good read with Jimmy's (my classmate) essay. Got fairly good results for my essay. Followed another classmate, feeling lucky that I finished earlier. Arrived at KJ. Went to cyber cafe. Messed around with my blog s'more. Went down to Taman Jaya. Break fast. Arrived home, only to discover that my elder bro might have got dengue. Not confirmed, but syptoms are there (fever first, then subsided to aching bones. rarely happens to him). Watched "Without a Trace". Went to sleep. Chest aches a bit.

Today:
Got up early. Same thing as yesterday. Took a short nap. Took a bath. Walked down to another bus station nearer to god-forsaken location of a home. Waited. Waited. Got on bus. Reached KJ at around 7.20 or so. Got on feeder bus. Checking my essay again for mistakes. Had a whiff of Malar's tuna or sardine bun while playing around with Sudoku. Arrived at college. Waited for labs to open. Had this very heavy hearted feeling when logged online. Fail to restrain myself from going to that certain someone's blog. Feels heartbroken any other way when looking at it, making me feel... inadequate. Do not know why I can't restrain myself from going there. Typing now, and opened up my file to work on. Still pounding my chest. Hurts literally. Today my bro goes for check up to determine syptoms. My mom plans to stay over my sister's place in Gombak for 3 days. Not sure if I want to follow or stay in god-forsaken location by myself, nursing rejection. Should I get over it, or shall I not forget?

Sorry, feeling emotionally down and sarcastic at same time. 3 weeks of pain is just... God, there's no words for it.

EDIT: Oh, I failed to mention that there must be one messed-up fellow who's been wrecking the toilet bowls in the bathroom located near comp. lab. Gah

Word of today

2005-10-08T09:26:00.000+08:00

"Bulldozer"

Don't ask.

Thus I cometh out of 2nd Draft Assessment...

2005-10-07T17:42:00.000+08:00

And I'm fulleth of joy, as it I have obtain even better markeths than the first drafteth.

... Ok, my Shakespeare needs work.

Anyway, one of the students who assessed my worked suggested that I turn this into a quote. I took a good look at it and found it it's kinda of a good quote:

"First and foremost, not everyone can be borned with unique abilities naturally, but that does not stop them from achieving those abilities. Some fail, while others prevail."

... Well, ok-lah, but I think I could do better. But it's my quote anyway, so HAH!

Wow.

2005-10-07T10:34:00.000+08:00

Just a day old, and I got spam already.

Whoopiedoo.

Word Verification is on. Stop the freakin' spam.

The Laziness is attacking!

2005-10-07T10:06:00.000+08:00

... Geh.

Why is whenever I want to finish off an 90% completed essay, that I get stumped by the Internet... again!?! As in, I'm writing here, in my BLOG!?!

Maybe it's a writer's block. Sheesh.

Still, I I blame Sages of Chaos (on LJ itself). Hah! :-p

When obsession is not love... sigh

2005-10-07T09:18:00.000+08:00

Read this if ya wanna know what I mean: http://www.mmail.com.my/Current_News/MM/Thursday/Frontpage/
20051006114512/Article/index_html

... Heh, I just wonder if society is going backwards instead of forward, where the companion part is concerned.

Ya know, if that special someone decided to choose the other guy over you, ya just leave it, so you won't ruin that happy moment of hers with you feeling like a rotten tomato left to be squashed. God, it'll hurt like hell, and you won't want to talk to that special someone for the rest of yer life, but being possesive of her is not love at all.

I know. I've been there. It still hurts like hell, and the only course of action for me is to deal with it alone, and try to think I deserve better (which is very unlikely, cause I've been rejected again. Not willing to go through it again.). If I start being obsessive, I'll just become the supreme bastard villian of the month. Or year. Or Century.

Heh.

The idiot that's been charged with the murder should've taken the better path.

OK...

2005-10-06T13:18:00.000+08:00

This is getting a little use to.

I created a sista site, and it's at ELLLJAAAY!

http://www.livejournal.com/users/absurdnonsense/

Have fun, for there isn't anything there yet.

AAAND I will try to post useful comments from now on... I think

A new guy is in da house!

2005-10-06T12:51:00.000+08:00

Hey!

Although this ain't my first blog experience, but this is the first time I'm doing a personal blog on Blogspot. Gonna create a sister journal at Livejournal.com

So, how is my day?

I dunno. But I'm gonna find out.