An unusual post.

Hello everybody.

This post is a little bit different because for a moment I will be switching over to my other side that writes a lot like Adrian because I want to ask for your opinion. I know la, it’s a bit old to write posts using names like A B C or fictious names and stuff like that but do bare with me for a while.

So today was a perfectly normal day at class really, it rained for a little while and I almost fell asleep. Let me introduce you to my friend, Jessie. She’s the type of.. modest, intelligent, a bit attitude-ish and attractive girl. Jessie used to have a boyfriend for a very short period of time, Matt . Matt is the average school playboy. Sure he’s macho or whatever the case is, he’s still an asshole.

So during the time Jessie and Matt were together, which was for about less than a month from what I was told, I haven’t gotten to know Jessie that well yet and she just told me after we started talking more later. But from the first day she told me I already thought to myself this guy was second to none to being the luckiest guy on earth and he still gave it away.

So anyways, Jessie has a different aged but same grade sister, Jocelyn. Just like her sister she also shares he same features minus the attitude because Jocelyn is a lot more quite and introvert than Jessie. She is also my friend but we’re not as close because like I said she is very introvert and it takes a lot to be her friend. Me? not into that, but I’ll play along if I had to.

Today at recess I managed to brush shoulders with Matt and his friend, Tyler while I was on my way to the canteen. But before we past each other, Jocelyn was already ahead of me and caught up with Matt and Tyler first. Bare in mind I’m not actually keen on talking to Matt because he’s an idiot, and Tyler because he’s even more of an idiot (beef haha).

I don’t really know if Jocelyn or her friends said anything to Matt when they saw each other but it didn’t look like it, and I’m not actually interested in knowing really, because it’s no harm to say hi to anyone you know. So after they past each other and as I kept walking towards Matt and Tyler, I noticed Matt was staring at me a bit differently (any cheebye stares, you should know this by now) and I stopped walking for a while pretending to look around.

As they past by me, I can hear Tyler telling Matt.

"Dude, last time you got her sister now you going to take her too?"

Any one can tell he was talking about Jessie and Jocelyn. So as they took a left turn heading for the toilet, I turned around and followed them for a while but actually I really had to go to the toilet and I expected them to head straight for a science lab or something because it’s not their time to go for recess, probably skipping class, I dont know. The ongoing conversation went something like this.

Tyler : "you wanted to see Jessie but now you saw her sister, haha"
Matt  : "yeah yeah, I don’t mind, she’s alright"
Tyler : "then why not?"
Matt  : "why not what? go out with her? I would, but I dont know.."
Tyler : "why not? you got Jessie last time."
Matt  : "dude she’s not my type, she just looks my type (an ‘easy’ girl?) that’s all"
Tyler : "yeah yeah, whatever you say, I know you want Jocelyn, you’re just scared"

It went on, but I don’t think it would have been wise to keep following them, Matt was already giving me a weird look that had what are you trying to do? spelt all over it. After that I thought about it a lot of times and kept thinking like as if there was something for me to do but in truth there wasn’t, but I don’t know.

The point I’m trying to tell you is, what am I supposed to do as a good friend, because seriously the two girls are good people and you know, they don’t even deserve to be talked in such a way. But when I think about it, it sure makes me look like a paranoid stalker or something? if that’s what you can call friends that is.

Youtubing.

It’s not a foreign term anymore, Youtube is the new pink and black. Just incase you don’t know yet, Youtube is sort of like the Imageshack for videos. It’s different because normal everyday people add their own videos (orgies and gory ones excused) and it works a whole lot better than other services like Google Video.

That’s basically because Youtube is too easy to use. You don’t need Windows Media Player, you don’t need the Mozilla Firefox Media Agent 1.03110b beta and you don’t need any codecs. Just click and watch.

From what I understand Youtube also lowers the bitrate reasonably so that it won’t take so much time to load so you benefit. Uploading a video is just as easy, Youtube doesn’t even care what the format of the video is in. It’s like you can use your cameraphone to take a video of your classmate touching himself and upload it instantly. Usually how things work is if you’re the filmmaker of the video you would sign up for a Director’s account, and if you just edited it or think it’s cool video you just use the conventional account.

This is good, by the way. The catchphrase "Broadcast Yourself" really is true if you actually took 1/3 of your day just going around Youtube watching the different types of videos that are available. They’ve got everything from bimbo videos to racism discussion videos, crap videos to good ones and then some. I got to know Youtube from when it was in it’s premature stages and people were still using it to upload commercials and funny videos.

Youtube may just be the best thing to happen to lonely people since the invention of the TV and potato chips. In short, I really like Youtube. So, with that, I’ve come up with a new term which is ‘Youtubing’ which basically means watching videos on Youtube.

Alright, with that done, as I was Youtubing the past few days I’ve come to discover a lot of interesting videos and series videos made by ordinary people. Some of which includes the ongoing video logs of Lonelygirl15, some high school girl I guess putting up videos of herself talking about everyday things, like a bimbo to tell you the truth but it’s the editing (done by her boyfriend, Danielbeast) that makes it slightly more interesting.

There’s way too many interesting ones for me to mention, so I’ll continue that in the next two or three posts. But for now let’s just focus on one chain. So yes, LG15 and Daniel. You know that saying you can’t please everyone? Well they can’t please everyone and Lonelygirl got lots of hate comments since the first video she made.

The next best thing about Youtube is you can respond to a video with one of your own. So of course, some of them don’t just reply with hate comments, they reply with hate videos! Such as this one made by Lazydork.

If you thought the disagreeing stopped there then you’re very wrong my friend. Plenty of people replied to the Lazydork video too, and not many of them bring any relevant point but they sure are entertaining. I think you should take a look yourself.

Of course Youtube is not just a place for videos of fat guys singing and dancing and angry german kids screaming at their computers. But you gotta admit with me, the people who makes these videos are really good at editing, no? Like Lasse Gjertsen and his beatbox performance.

There’s also good music related video, such as this Australian chick’s rap response videos. Also, don’t forget that the legenday Hard Gay’s videos, almost all if not every one of them are also hosted at Youtube, including Cooking With Kids (Natto) and the hilarious Father’s Day video. There’s also videos showing you how to do card tricks and lessons on musical instrument playing.

Youtube is also home to videos of Malaysia’s roads’ finest, the Mat Rempits, this video was also edited and shows how good local people can be, so never underestimate us! Remember Zidane’s headbutt? Youtube was the first to host the video of him explaining why he did it.

Heck, there’s even a video of some kid making a mentos and diet coke rocket! soon enough Youtube may even be shut down by the FBI for containing videos of Osama at his latest hideabout making a bomb.

Alright, so here you can see just some of the fascinating videos on Youtube, I’ll continue with other finds in part 2 which I’ll post later, for now enjoy them and keep on Youtubing!

Testing Waters

Today was really awful. I got out of bed because I had to throw up. I’m
really sick. I mean REALLY sick. I feel unusual because my
antidepressants are making me hairy. I’m so stoned. Last night I had to
finish my term paper on the history of pre-communist Russian society. I
focussed on the needs of women. I think it’s ok, but if I don’t pass
this I’ll lose my scholarship. I want to tell the world that I love you
all! You’re all so special to me! I am really annoyed with those
assholes at are_you_hotter_than_us_?, because I am so much cuter than
them, and those photos don’t do me justice. They can’t reject me, so
I’m starting my own rating community. Click here to join (the first
five applicants are automatically accepted). Today, I got a digital
camera! Yes! I’m so ugly. Don’t look at my photos pleeeeeze. I want to
say thanks to Simon and Abbey and Dave and the other Simon for helping
me on Saturday. You guys are the best. By the way, if you happen to
find my wallet, keys or underwear, could you SMS me? Adrian has my
number. I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar
disorder, which makes me different enough to be interesting, but the
same as all the other cool people with bipolar disorder.

That’s
enough for now. But I’ll leave you with this thought – sharing your
life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy
available. Leave a comment and tell me I’m beautiful.

*fictious, but self written.

The story of how.

Girls ah. Especially the attractive ones, they don’t know it but actually every word they say and every move they make is recorded by at least one guy. It’s like for every one girl there’s two guys that are after her, and this is average. I don’t need to take the time to show examples of the many many young teenagers out there holding hands by the garden as we speak, they started from somewhere too you know.

Alright alright, this is just an excuse for me not posting something about going out to somewhere or getting something new to show, but I’ll try to make it not so boring for everyone’s sake.

It’s like this, girls don’t know about 90% of the things they do guys and the 10% they do notice actually don’t even matter. For example, I have a friend and let’s call him Beng, he likes this one girl, Leng and every word Leng said, Beng would keep thinking about 10 types of meanings that Leng may mean. Like how when Leng said "eh, don’t bother me lar.." but in a bimbotic tone, it makes Beng think really really hard later. What the hell is she trying to say? On one hand it seems like she’s telling me to piss off, but on the other it’s like she’s asking for some more.

And this is bad. It truly is what is at the core of the beginning of a boyfriend-girlfriend scenario. Of course we don’t want this to happen now, do we? (no we dont) Swell. So I was just pondering about some of the other things that girls do to us and leave us hanging technically and just share it with you all for fun.

Often times when a guy likes a girl, the smallest move can make him think about it the whole day. It doesn’t help either when the girl makes it seem like she’s not into the guy but suddenly later send a text message with those weird ASCII characters and teddy bears and whatever shit it is that these things consist of to him. It’s like she’s saying she hates you, but she’s challenging you to risking your dignity by shamelessly talking to her eventhough you know she doesn’t want to talk to you. It’s like she’d give you this hope! I mean you knew you shouldn’t do it but she’d go like.. "Beng ah! why you so sombong (uptight) wan.." the next week and you’d be thinking about how big of an idiot you were for not taking the plunge.

On the not so bright side however, lets say the guy grew some guts and did talk to her and end up in an arguement 5 minutes later which causes both parties to not talk to each other anymore for a long time. Yeah, it’s tough. I told you flipping your hair makes people think of lots of things.

Their best kept secret is of course… the smile, dammit. Why you up in here thinking about their assets or something huh? Anyways. Carrying the previous situation forward often times it may lead to the both of them ignoring each other too. That thing a boy and a girl does when they walk past each other looking at the opposite directions on purpose isn’t something very average afterall. We’re all humans, and we’re all at most six degrees seperated and it doesn’t hurt to say hi or bye. Clearly when something like this happens amongst friends there’s a clear haze is the vicinity.

But when after they don’t talk for 3 weeks straight and out of the blue the girl gives him a smile out of thin air, then the guy’s back into thinking mode. Between guy and guy, and girl and girl this means okay I’m ready to not be pissed anymore so you start talking and I’ll pretend like nothing happened but otherwise most people won’t take it so easily. I don’t at least.

Reading a male’s body language has always been the best kept secret of a female in my personal opinion. I don’t know it’s like girls have this psychic power or something because out of 10 times (external source, mind you) as soon as a guy goes mind horny the girl just knows it, 8 times! and what can guys read? Porno CD labels. Pathetic. Though "muscular" and "macho" to some, it’s still pathetic. Don’t mind my statements, I don’t mean every guy you know, just the certain people that are specially chosen to be my examples for this post.

The way a girl responds to a guy even when they’re alright also can make guys think more rationally given the right time, situation and state of mind. I’ve been there more than once when I wish I didn’t say this or I wish I had said that when I was talking to ABC or whatsoever. Guys, they bring it and girls take it, you know? I just wish a majority of guys know how to do it right.

Because I know, it scares the shit out of girls when we ask more than 10 questions to them. It’s somehow akin to stalking or bugging them, so the number of chances always shuffle by our minds and guys will keep on wondering. Should I do this first or should I do that first, to avoid from singing Puddle of Mudd’s She Hates Me tonight.

Well, that’s just some of the things I have to ramble about for now, hope you’re not asleep yet. Next time I’ll come up with something better to explain those 1000 questions.

Not another normal day

There was a traffic hold up at the IPPK junction today afternoon

I figure it was just another bump and go accident but it turns out it was much much more worse than that, when I came up to the junction to see traffic police halting traffic passing by from every direction to every other direction and we had to detour the road like so.

Yet another accident, and yet another one dead. This guy on an EX5, another on a Yam 125z hit very badly by a Perdana during Friday prayers. The body looks to be very skinny and appears to be either a Malay or Indian. Either way, it still counts as one down.

It’s not often that we get accidents with death here on the main stretch of Shah Alam but it’s just a bit scary when you see this black cape on the road and there’s a bloody foot sticking out of it. No, your songkok can’t save you when this type of thing happens, so I’m wearing my helmet next week.

Luckily the police came in time as it started to pour very badly about 45 minutes after the incident and took the body to the local morgue at Section 7. Whoever the person is and whoever is involved, condolences. One too many deaths this week, in my personal opinion.

PLS DUN CALL ME!

I’m sure all of you has encountered the "oops sorry, wrong number" scenario before at least once in yer lifetimes. Well eversince I got a phone it’s been happening to me like ass allergy! and the worst part is all these cheebyes makes it look like they’re doing it on purpose just to make me end up in a mad crash while I’m talking while riding while being tulan. Damn it man, if I ever die in an accident it will definetly either be because of cheebye nerd drivers or these people.

So yesterday while I was heading for Klang to pick up Adrian’s brother, Andy (don’t ask) I got an SMS from DiGi saying I had a missed call at about 1.48pm, my phone was off at this time. So I see the number and it doesn’t look familiar at all and normally I wouldn’t call back but I felt generous (at the frickin’ wrong time) and called back anyway.

I somehow knew this was going make me si peh tulan again, the dude answers and I greet him nicely with a discreet hello. MA-DE! The guy says hello again, then I asks who is this, BUT, the guy says hello again!! and when I say hello he asks me what do I want!!! (in BM)

Me : Hello?
Cheebye : Hello..
Me: Hello??
Cheebye : …..
Me : Hello, who is this?
Cheebye : Hello?
Me : Yes hello who is this?
Cheebye : Hello?
Me : HELLO?! (in higher tone now)
Cheebye : what do you want?
Me : I got a missed call from this number, who is this?
Cheebye : …. hello?
Me : HELLO I GOT A MISSED CALL FROM THIS NUMBER WHO IS THIS??
Cheebye : hello??

Allergy. Allergy I tell you. Like rashes at your crotch, this guy kept going on and on like a dog chasing it’s tail saying hello hello. Well I couldn’t stand it anymore and told him off and he can take his he-fucking-L L O and shove it up his ass and go to HELLo!!!!!!

Nah, I’m just kidding, I just hung up.

Point being, these people make it seem like they expect me to hang up early or something because it’s way too damn clear that the idiot hears me, and it’s way too damn clear that he knows what am I saying, but he still acts like a 2 year old locked in the toilet. Next time, if you called the wrong number, I certainly hope you don’t treat it like this because I tell ya, somebody gonna curse yo’ momma for it, ya hear?

Condolences

I know it’s a bit late but I just got word of my friend, Yeu Song’s grandma passing away last night. From what he’s been telling me and Adrian I presume his grandmother passed away due to age, thank god. She left at 12.43AM Sunday at SJMC, and now he’s been absent from school for the past 2 days. For those of you who’d like to wish him and his family condolences, you may do so here .

With the departure of a present member of the family comes the arrival of a newer generation. Condolences from me and my family.

Just Desserts

Hah! I was on the highway earlier driving home at like 2 in the morning when the stretch to Klang was suddenly filled with lots of cars and cheebyes on the right lane so I just minded my own business lah. Of course this had to happen somehow. First it starts off with a mild eye irritation, then followed by rear annoyance, and of course sound pollution.

In my rear view mirror I can see this one @#?!*$% old Ford Laser with no head lights on, the driver is just high beaming me rapidly and repeatedly like a fucking kangaroo on steroids like telling me to move my ass to the shoulder and stop the car to roll the red carpet for him. You see, when people high beam me like this I don’t just move to the side, I like to add some extra ornaments to moving to the side. But for now I couldn’t you see, because on my left there were other slowpokes on the road.

So I just kept on travelling, trying to go faster but boxed in by a couple of cheebye kias especially the "lan yeng" cheebye at the back. Then now he starts honking at me, and his horn had this weird clown-speedboat-bus tone to it and it was bloody annoying and loud. I can’t take it anymore, I just had to. Looking at the distance between me, the cheebye cars on my left, front and back; wind speed, velocity. I decided to take a chance. I revved it to 5000 on 3rd and tailgated the front car leaving a big space between me and the rear car and jammed the brakes.

I must admit, I had this scary laugh after he jammed his and skid his car (it’s an old car, what ABS?) a little bit and I was praying to dear god that he would stop poking me and just overtake us from the left despite that it’s very dangerous. If there was a god, he’d love me oh so much, because this guy came back on my tail and he came even nearer this time.

I can’t take it anymore, this guy is like a serious case of herpes, and with Nickelback’s Savin’ Me playing on the radio, I swerved violently to the left and started cutting every other cheebye until I came to an open stretch and waited for this guy to pass me. I remember the time I did this and felt a major draft under the car like I was going to flip it, so I toned the swerve down and made sure a draft won’t happen.

So as he came passing with his 20 inch exhaust blasting in my ear, I shut the air off, opened the window a little and floored the pedals to his back. I didn’t want to tailgate too close since he may just pull off the same brake jamming thing like I did to him, so I followed from a distance back and started honking and flashing like a mental patient and kept on tailgating him until I unnecessarily arrived at the Klang toll house. I really wanted to keep following him home to his house and just smash the bits out of his KKC but he was taking the cash lane while I took the SmartTAG lane and he was damn slow in paying.

Either that or he was delaying on purpose to avoid getting into trouble again, hah! Well, if you ask me, I did do a stupid thing and I was scared. Hell, I was sweating my feet off when I tailgated him, but this guy deserved it. He wasn’t driving a Ferrari or anything, it’s just an old car and you don’t need to treat other people like that. Just thought I’d help you out a little, White Ford Laser WED1174. Sorry if me and my Gen2 made you get nightmares that night.

Oh My God

Argh, another one bites the dust. Yesterday night I was headed out to Bangsar to get me something to eat then just as I was about to leave the house I see the strangest scene of my new neighbours chit chatting over something. I thought they we’re planning to wed their kids or something but as I was turning out to the main road I see something very very familiar. I see three cars, two damaged parked by the shoulder and one moped smashed and crumpled into a box like thing that doesn’t look anything like a motorcycle!

Well, I got tired of ranting about accidents at this junction since I was 2 years old, shit happens. But when I was crossing the road, I see some thing splattered all over the road and it had a myriad of colors mixed into one spot, majority of it is white. (No, it’s not semen) Ah, the tragic moment that is, it’s actually a packet of rice and some dishes and soup. All over the road. Apparently the rider was on his way home to have dinner (probably with his family, I don’t recall anyone eating *that* much rice before)

Darn, this scene immediately flashed back my memories back to last month when I had this uber scary dream, which goes something like this. It was a Saturday night sometime early this year when me and my parents (really) had an arguement about having the family’s second bike at home, since we normally keep it at a shop somewhere. Erm, you got to face the music, nobody ever really never had an arguement with their parents about something materialistic before, but yes I know I’m being stupid.

Long story short, mid arguement I proceeded to corner myself in my room and not talk to my parents for a week straight (I told you it’s a dream what) and not eat or drink but only go to the toilet (dunno what I release la, since I don’t ear and stuff). So at the end of the week, my mom came knocking on my door and started calling me with a rough and shady voice.

"di.. come out and makan lah, mummy and papa very hungry waiting for you already.."

Hm, I thought to myself. At the really shallow part of my heart I felt like I can still go on, so why bother but deep inside I was wondering. Were they really not eating? Are they ill? etc. Well I’m a sucker for making sure my parents are alright, so after I hear the TV being turned off at about 8pm, I step out and see nobody in the living room. I laid my ear flat on my parent’s room’s door and I hear my dad’s usual snore and my mom sleeping.

At this point in my dream, I was really worried and later was to find out that I was sweating in reality. So since it was still early and I assumed that they haven’t eaten yet, I thought I’d do us a good favor to patch up the leaks, you know what I’m saying? I planned to head out and get some dinner for all of us. Around this time I had no car yet, just a bike. But to my surprise I saw the second bike at home. If I’m not mistaken I sat at the couch staring at that thing and started to roll some tears. Wondering why am I so selfish. So I made it clear to myself that this thing won’t stay, and it had to go ASAP.

But of course, everyone would like a last first kiss. So I fumbled through the keybox for the keys to it, and I left the house heading for this one restaurant that I hate oh so much but I knew my parents loved their curry noodles. So when I arrived, I bought some of that, some rice and then some more and now was on my way back home.

So alright, I had lots of stuff to hold, and I was on this gigantic bike (larger than the reality version) with no storage compartment so I had balanced it on both my left and right hand where I was operating three of the most important parts of the bike – the accelerator, brake and clutch. Ah shoot, you know where I’m going with this, on the way home I made a turn at junction 1, a very busy T junction and a car ran into me while speeding.

I don’t know if I died or not, because in my dream I remember flying off the bike, landing on the road and sliding for roughly over 400 metres and… slept? Yeah, slept, that’s probably the best word for it. Immediately after that it’s like I woke up as a different person on a Sunday morning reading the newspapers and when I flipped to the third page, a big headline flashed in my face.

"TEEN DIES FROM ACCIDENT ON THE WAY TO DINNER"

Reading an excerpt of the article, I read the normal details stating my name, the car involved, what happened to me, but the most scary part is when I saw a picture of an angled road and a bunch of food splattered all over the road. The article also said that my parents saved everything from the wreckage and burned it later after my funeral.

Then I woke up, lying in bed full of sweat and tears and here I see my loved ones right infront of me asking me if I had a bad dream or not. I just mubled a discreet ‘no’, and froze. Scary stuff that was, mate.

New Skin

This has got to be my lucky week! First I get to see Jason Lo and Reshmonu perform for 5 bucks at BBBS’s Installation, then I get a phone without even knowing why and now as I’m just about to update the audio track for my Friendster profile, I see some new attractions at the bottom of the page. Yes, it’s some awfully new cool FS skins, and it doesn’t stop there, three of them are based on my favorite game, Tourist Trophy!

TT Yellow, Blue and Red – with Red’s background image containing my personal favorite the Honda CBR1000RR (or 600, can’t tell) and JanSport’s 2006 lineup variation of skins Friendster is going get a whole lot more custom from now on, hopefully.

In a seperate section of the Customize page, you will find a segment called Featured Skins and assuming the other segment is called For Beginners, it’s probably safe to say that these 4 DASANI™ skins are extra special. Or not. I checked Lemon out, nothing much going on there. Ah well, I’ll leave that to others to find out what’s so experty about it. Until then, TT Red will be my new skin and I predict it’s not gonna come down anytime soon! So long to Acid Wash.