Fare thee well, 2005

Out of PC range for a while, so to everyone, I wish you all a Kick Ass new year!

Im not sure

If the RM10 was the best or the worst money I've spent yesterday. And in honest, not in a druken stupor sorry ass state, Marten, a fictional character of Questionable Content says it the best.

"My life in a nutshell: I go out to a bar, have some drinks, and starts talking to a girl I don't know who wants to take me back to her place, not for crazy drunken sex, but so she can kick my drunk ass at Scrabble."

Again, apologies for haven't been updating in a long while, just finished 3 days straight of classes and tomorrow I am taking my days off to get passport done. And depending on how my parents go about planning on the painting the house, I am looking foward to 4 straight nights of drunkeness. That is, if I can make it in the first place.

Thanks

Hello again everyone.

Firstly, apologies for being quiet all of a sudden. It's just that there's stuff taht happening in my life right now and it's pretty draining. In other words, I'm just tired of it. And I don't feel like blogging it here too.

In other, more recent and happier news.

Thanks for the well wishes, birthday wishes/cheers and the occasional grandpa-getting-older-joke guys!
You all rock!

The witch queen rocks! Why? because she can dual weild! Dual Weild!! Plus, the headgear she wore when she went to battle looks very nice indeed. Kinda reminds me of the dragon helm in Guild Wars. Speaking of Guild Wars, there was an initial on the barricade at the train station when they were bus evacuating the children. It's stated:
G.W.R

The first that came to mind, Guild Wars refugee!

Yes, I'm a Guild War's fan. :D

Pre-Lunch

So both my bosses are out of the office block so that means time for me to slack a bit off to blog! :D

Now, it's been a while since I really blogged on anything. Since my office are the ONLY certified VUE testing center around Kuching, I had my hands full on handling the Tech support calls, setting up the 3 new machines that will be the new exam sytem, preparing for classes which more often than not end up being cancelled or postponed *grind teeth* and also being the only knowledgeable tech-support guy aroun here *grins*

It's almost done and I'm pretty proud of what I did. Though we do have 2 test administrator to take care of things, I somehow became the person to talk to when it comes to the big stuff, installing the new system, testing out the network, migrating form the old system to the new system and TROUBLESHOOTING *Oh TEH HORROR!*

All there's left to do is to re-wire the network cable so it'll be hidden and not lying on the floor causing possible trip, injury, spill, cussing, etc.

That and having the Channel quality representative coming here to train us, and taking 2 papers so we qualify to administer the new exams.

Major update on the new systems includes 2 CCTV's, 1 in the exam, another at the front serving as the photo capture cam, fingerprinting unit and signature recognition unit which I installed myself. Yes yes I know this is all about me now but hey, i had no prior experience in handling this stuff before so I'm pretty proud of myself.

In other news, I went to the Songwriter's Round at Mojo. Mojo's behind Denis Wine, in fact I think it's an extension of Denis I think. Anyway, I wasn't the performer *cant sing, amateur guitar player, stage fright* but a friend did asked to come over and support. I managed to bring along 3 other friends.

Now, it's my first time being there and I was a little taken back at the entrance fee thing. I was unprepared but thankfully had earlier gone poking at the ATM machine. Whew! Once we got in, it FELT familiar, yet, very different. Kinda like how The Crib felt, before it was under NEW management.

Met a lot of friends there. Some I had not seen or heard in months. We sat at the corner where we can't see the stage but the sound setup was excellent. It's probably just me but some of the singers, I had trouble listening to their lyrics. But hey, RM20, complimentary glass of wine, ORIGINAL songs written AND composed by the singers themselves and can play the guitar, good friends, cosy setting, I like. Hopefully the monthly event works out.

Plus, this whole idea is new. At least in Kuching. I like the idea, it's just that I feel alittle out of place. It's pretty posh you know.

OH!

There's that dude who had a styrofoam shaped like a gun standing outside and was just being weird going all glass-breaking action and aiming with that gun. Weird, and scared a lady off her chair! The poor dear. Gette was there and I got to meet her! FINALLY! :D

Okay, going to hunt for food now.

p/s: Narnia opens on DECEMBER 8TH. Must Watch.

Some rats are gonna die tonight

And by rat I mean those who are 3 feet taller than your average person, standing upright, having claws and teeth and looked like they had an in-breed with lions and wearing armour and and kick ass.

I just to vent off after a tantrum my bike threw this morning on the way to work.

The accelerator cable was stuck and I unwittingly made a Head's up move and 360 donut on the junction of a road. All the while my left hand is griping on the handle bar for fear it may hurt others.

Out of all that, I came out with nothing more than a tiny bloodclot on my right thumb (just on the surface of the skin) and RM5 poorer.

And I think the mechanic who fixed my bike must've 'sedated' her!

Okay.

I was going to write down stuff about me suddenly awash with depression and how strange it is for me to notice it actually coming and yet being concious/logical/rational enough to wonder what may have triggered it or if it's just something in my head.

Then I spilled my coffee. Onto the carpeted floor. Which took me half an hour to clean up the mess and now the whole place will smell like coffee for a week. Sigh, the things that happens in my life. Yes, I'm aware that everyone else will go through this at some point in their lives.

Now, depression stuff. What I have noticed that I, "felt" it coming. In, a sense of the word that is. It's hard to explain, I just know that I'm feeling depressed right now. But the good thing now is, I know it's here and I don't go postal-suicidal-mental shit that I used to. Which, is nice, and strange, at the same time.

AndI know there isn't anything that got me down the past week, or this month. I can't remember what happened last month though. Oh well, Christmas is 6 weeks and 4 days from now. What else? Hmm... Nothing much I think. I am still very much playing Guild Wars and enjoying it, and Tradewinds as well. Though I really need to back up all my stuff on the machine before I reformat the old tinker. And if my connection still feels sluggish, I am either going to call their support line and give them an earful or just drop by the Clicker's store and give them an earful. Either way, I get to release some stress.

Maybe this whole feeling depressed thing is just some end of the year sympthom thingamado. Or maybe Christmas is around the corner and they're gonna capitalise on the Christmas lover's theme, again, like with all other festivals. Or maybe I should just stop wondering about it and do something to feel better, like blogging it here.

In about 4 weeks from now, I'll be really 24. Going to have lunch now.

A small matter

In fact, it's not so much of a anything at all really.

I wanted to post something yesterday but I was facing the Great Wall of Mental Blockade. And I was happily playing Trade Winds2.

On my way back I noticed bubbles on the road again! I'm just observant and noticing bubbles on the road kind of puts my mind at ease. To me, bubbles reminds of happy times, that as kids, we weren't really in a hurry to grow up. Well, I speak for myself actually. Just give me games or books and I'll be content to play or read and just let the world carry on.

I still feel like that, ESPECIALLY with what I'm playing now. Heh, A 24 year old grown-up that still acts like a little kid.

Anyone watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose? Watched it with friends at midnight as Star Cineplex and we hung out till it was past 3 a.m before we all head home. Courtroom drama but it's based on a true story that got me. I still get the jitters, since Guild Wars skinned one of the town areas for the Haloween celebration and I play the game til almost 2 in the morning, it's get's a little freaky.

I know it's all in my head...
But.

P/S: Am going to disappear for a while. Reason, Trade Winds 2.

Postal Day

Not postal as in apocolyptic-snap-your-neck postal, just the posting of stuff and letters and stuff.

I spent a major portion of my lunch hour today posting stuff, and letter. Hopefully, I'll land a better paying job, or at least some new work environment.

At this gift shop called Valentine, I think, which is right next to 3.99 Enterprise, I was shopping for last minute things. Yes, there I admit, I suck at time management. I still do, sadly. At least I admit them than saying "Oh, traffic was terrible" blah blah blah.

Then I noticed a jewelry/make-up/trinket box in the shape of a COFFIN! Cool! And they had the image of Jack Skellington! And there's black and white dice! With Jack Skellington's face as dots! I have an idea who might be interested in getting the dice...

There's this lady. Don't go jumping to conclusions yet. I think her name's Tracy, Carrie, or something with a '-ry' ending name. She's a friendly person. I was just asking about the coffin thing and the dice, and we ended up talking for quite abit. From stuff like our current job, salary payment's, car's and fuel price hike and parking and trasffic jam's and other possible location that I could've mailed my stuff. She seem's very capable as well as knowledgeable of things herself, and she has good verbal command of English. Which is different from what I had perceived earlier which was she's the quiet, not so into talking and probably a bit stuck up and probably not so good in English.

Somehow, this event reminds me of songs about 2 different strangers meeting and having a nice conversation although they both probably feel a bit awkward by this. Meh.

It's nice to know that the whole world hasn't turned against itself in suspicion, and that I should really try not to perceive people being mostly unfriendly. Bad mental thoughts.

Wil and Art was at the graphic studio shop doing some prints and stuff. Art and I as always was talking about the game Guild Wars. Wil was looking at us like we're two Japanese people conversing. Ah, Guild Wars, My life will never be the same again.

Okay, if you're bored by game speak, you can close this page now.




Really.






Speaking of Guild Wars, I've finally come around to getting my third character up, and he's a Ranger. This build I'm going for follows the soncept of Neverwinter Night's Arcane Archer. Except he has a longer range than spellcaster's, and he'll probably bring down a target in 3, 4 shots before the melee's could get in range. I know this is wishful thinking but it is possible with the right set up and the right victim target. Oh, so many configurations to try!

That and my second build which I had intended to be a Vampire-based build, may have chosen the wrong profession. Hmmm, Maybe my last character, I'll use Warrior/Necromancer build instead. And maybe I'll name him, Grigorion Mortison.

Randomness

Well, the movie Kemusnahan Doom wasn't as bad as I prophesized it would be *ok, ok I was actually eager to watch it*. Other than that, all of us at the cinema there had a good laugh when the direct B.M of the title was displayed. So... i can't of another phrase for it except, mati pucuk, or potong stim.

I mean the whole close up of a complex moving and closing the doors or vaults or whatever and the camera zooms out to focus on the title like it was so awe-like, and then translation had to come in. I loved the FPS view in the movie! and that BFG, which I thought it originally meant Big Farking Gun but the monitor displays it as Bio-Force Gun and Sarge(played by Teh Rock) calls it "Big Fat Gun." Yeah, it was filtered.

The BFG did looked toned down in the movie, but in the movie scope, there's no way you can miss what the BFG looks like. And like Mac said, they did missed out on the rocket launcher.

Other memorable bits from the movie:

Portman describing his holiday as "locking himself in a hotel room with 3 beautiful she-boys".

The Kid retorting his handle, The Kid. "The Kid??"

Duke going "Say my name baby." Yeah! Say it! WOO!!! *ahem*

One of the marines, Goat, I think, says: "We're now acouple million lightyears from breakfast". After they used the alien transport system.

Reaper explaning to The Kid (The Kid??) after what the guy in the wheel chair meant by UAC making rare, minute mistakes "It means he got to Mars while his other half got lost halfway across the galaxy". Or something similiar.

Sarge calling the wheelchair guy, Pinky. Yes, Pinky.

Pinky asking the Japanese dude why he's called Mac when he doesn't look like one. Mac said his real name which I can't remember and Pinky: "Oh."

Sarge ordering Portman to "Go down the hole"

Pinky aiming his pistol at Sarge and Sarge looking past Pinky in horror and Pinky going all-realisation-I'm-so-dead look saying "There's something behind me, isn't it?"

Sarge before being pulled away saying "I'm not supposed to die!"

FPS!!! Not Frames per second you dolt!

More, but that would just spoil the ending. Hee...

In other news, I had confirmed my suspicions that there are women who do view a moment out on a motorbike with a boyfriend as romantic. Regardless of wheter its a one of them RM40,000 800cc super bikes or choppers, or a day in, day out regular joe motorbike. If anyone has seen my bike, this doesn't apply. And I have this fear of bringing anyone else on that thing for the matter. Not until I can budget enough to fix the darn thing, which I'm pretty pissed at myself because the cost I put in for my car is pretty much wasted because the damn thing kept on giving problems one after another and I've decided to sell it to stop myself bleeding financially dry.

You know, coming to think of it, I've spent more time going around with my bike than the car. Hmm... I've been a very bad, bad bike owner. She needs a total makeover. The body needs to be removed of rust and re-sprayed because my dad took upon himself to spray it black. Black's cool, I like the colour, but I'm not about to risk my life using it at night. Maybe a concoction of bright metallic red and dark, gloomy purple... Or gold mix. Hmm...

Then she need's new legs, i.e. shock absorbers. and new shoes, i.e. rims. I have my mind set on those racing 3-spoke rims, but none of them I've seen are chromed. That, and another overhaul of the system. And also the a complete re-wire of the whole thing.

New exhaust. Lord knows there's so much rust there one can get a tetanus infection just by looking at it! In fact, my bike needs a total do-over badly for the last... 5,6 years since I got hold of it? The last thing I bought was a pair of grips which is too big and has nearly fallen apart, if not already. That was years ago. And the last overhaul was 4 years ago. Bad, bad bike owner.

Oh, and I was disscussing with my colleague the prospect of our individual future, financially and calculating the cost of marriage based on our current situation. It's bleak, to say the least, and I'll probably need to work as a slave for 53 months just to save that amount of money. Heh.

Little Info

I was thinking for a name for my Necromancer character in Guild Wars and this came to mind:

Rigor Mortis

I have no idea how this pop into my head but I never used that name. And now I have it stucked in my head since. Only now did I know what it means and it may have shed some light as to where or how this word came to mind.

Rigor mortis means the stiffening of the muscles. This is usually happens after death. For more info, the answers are here.

I think all the hours accumulated watching CSI's is giving me weird vocabulary. Heh...

In other news, what's your best or memorable or funny conversation snippet? I know there's more than just one but remember back and just pick. Funny, thoughtful, insightful, whatever. It could be as early as 5 minutes ago or ages ago. Here's mine:

Me: You destroyed my happy place!

Her: Kinda like me throwing a grenade in there, huh?

Me: After you laced it with napalm!

Her: Ooh! And flying a bomber plane on a carpet bombing run!

*Another friend sitting with us laughs and smiles*

So, what's yours? If you're reading this, consider yourself tagged.

P/s: If you haven't figured it out by now, it's her.

Beautiful people

You know (yes, i know you don't know what I know now quit being smartsy pantsy), it's kinda funny how serious stuff comes into my mental thoughts at the strangest situations. Like right now, in front of the PC, in a classroom, attending a CAD course on a Friday at 1:45 p.m.

You all pretty much noticed, i mean, it's pretty obvious that all my entries this year are pretty much shallow and incoherent. Incoherent I may be, but writing shallow, superficial stuff like this makes me sounds like a total retard. Well, when I read my own writings again.

So, this is just probably for me and you, the reader to know that, I am perfectly capable of having serious thoughts. Like why do people act the way they do. Let's take that for the:

DEEP PONDERING THOUGHTS OF THE DAY

*in a booming loud voice*

See, some people can be themselves real nice and make other people feel good being around them. Some can be jackass by themselves and people get annoyed. Some just roll their eyes and laugh it off. Some are just laid back and they don't worry too much about things. I mean, poop happens. Some find this an attractive side of that person. Some panic like OMGWTFIMGONNADIE... I, find this, hillarious, and worrying.

Some people just have empathy. In this case, that means:

"The action of understanding, being aware of, being sensitive to, and vicariously experiencing the feelings, thoughts, and experience of another of either the past or present without having the feelings, thoughts, and experience fully communicated in an objectively explicit manner; also : the capacity for empathy"

Just go here for the meaning.

In other words, these people can pick up on other people's emotion. Like when some one's being real anal and other's restraining themselves real hard from smothering him/her with cyanide. Some are just perpetually blur. I know that I can be that, and also a blockhead. And annoying. I find this trait, a love hate thing. seeing some one being blur is funny and adorable if that someone is the one you adore. Annoying when you try to explain the same thing or repeating it again, AND again to the point of you either break down and cry or just laugh it off. But that's just my point of view.

Some people can be the best of pals at one time, flip 360 in a snap like that person is your worst, most hated living creature. By this, most women would attribute that to their time of the month and that's understandable. I've taken my share of battery.

What I'm talking about is the those have been sharpening that scapel-sharp dagger laced with arsenic in secret, waiting for that perfect time to lunge it at the back of your spine, paralysing you chest down, or stab it at your heart, from the side. Then you wonder just what you did to deserve this. Well, nothing, you don't deserve that kind of shit. Just rest assured in your thought that unless this person who did this to you change, their future is bleak. And that's just an understatement.

Some can be independent and flourish. Some need to cling just to survive. This 2 traits will more often than not pave a rough road in any relationships. A sense of gyro balance. Too clingy and it's a tie-down/major turn off. Too independent could result in thinking that things may not work out.

Some people who have taken so much toxic/shit in their lives that they either armor themselves better than a prickly porcuppine or that other animal that rolls into a ball of shield. That, or they use humor to help them tackle their lives. Some just 'switch' off their emotions, that is, they don't give a worms ass about anything and nothing.

Some worry always (nearly always) about what the other person is thinking about them. Some just couldn't be bothered about what others thinks about them.

Some have been living in a world of daisies and some have accepted that life's hard. In such cases when these 2 opposite world's meet, there's always jealousy. One wishing they had an easy life, another admiring the other's steel determination and hard resolve. But from what I've seen and heard in this piece of rock, Ditsy Daisy's would just bury these Little John's with mockery and insults. Konon la ada bank mak bapak ya. Kononla popular gila. Sik cukup gik maok maki hamun orang lain...

Some are just plain intimidated by another. Not that the other person always intimidates them, it's just them being themselves. I should know. It's better then to have that person really intimidating the other.

Some takes their stand on their side based on their own view of the fact of the matter and get worked up about it. Especially when the other person is also the same kind, except that they're looking in the opposite direction. And then they are those who are "in the grey/gray". Not to say that they dont want to take sides and make things worse, but because they can see both their perspective and know that they're either both right, or both wrong. These people have learn to see things in another window. Kinda like being empathy.

But in the end, we all end up wondering why we act the way we act. Because this is a big cauldron of soup, filled with many different spices and herbs and vegetables and meats and stuff. I never said it's perfect, we are they way we are. It's only up to ourselves to fix it, and having friends that can move you to get you to fix it is better. After all, at some point in life, we were like that, or that, or even THAT.

I'm thinking right now that there's alot of people who may feel this hits closer to home. My blog, and I unload what ever shitload off my chest.

OMG

Aiyo!! I can't believe I went to change my profile in teh frenster!

I am this bored and this anxious to go home and "get back into the world of Tyria"(play Guild Wars la...)

Today, is 'J'

Today I am jinxed. Today is a jinxed day for me. I'm so jinxed, I'm jinxed.

Don't believe me? Well, how about spilling a near-impossible-to-spill-cup filled with 2 table spoon of sugar and a table spoon full of Arabica coffee powder?

That and a near technical disaster for an exam for a client today that was Thank-God! it was solved in under 15 minutes.

That and me having a very twitchy left-mouse-button-double-click-trigger-finger that got the spiffy new admin test machine to shut down in the middle of an uninstallation while transferring data from that machine to the office server.

Oh, and just because I have a blog doesn't mean I want to tell every Tom, Dick and Harry, (or whatever name you wanna put) about every little detail in my life. You'd be dead by boredom. Like I said before:

Boredom leads to anxiety
Anxiety leads to nervousness
Nervousness leads to PvE
Pve leads to PvP

Much to be feared, is the power of the Guild Wars. Hrrmmm...

*PvE = Player versus Environment*
*PvP = Player versus Player*

Actually, it was the whole fear-leads-to-hate bla bla bla...

Hmmm, now I've really hit a block. Why? All because of her loh... Haiya, make me go "Awww.... ". You be nice to her or I whoop your bottoms with a fishstick. That, or she SUE you then you know...
*this is me going very incoherent now*

Oh, and a I'm having so much fun right now that I just had to post this screen shot:



I mean, come on! What better than to die unceremoniusly by enemy fire to your back on field like that? The warm, sunshine light streaking through the forest, the leaves gracefully falling in autumm, me(well, my monk character, that is) lying on the green fields, dead. *sigh*

To do list:
1. Burn CD for dad.
2. Send email
3. Dinner and shower.
4. Play Guild Wars.

Yes! YES!! YES!!!

Oh, the smell of fresh plastic and newly printed glossy paper....

When I heard the news, I had finished my lunch quickly and headed home. I didn't even realise to bring my mp3 player along!

Got home, gleefully took the package back with me to the office. Yes, I went home just to have it in my hands. On the way back however, I knocked the driver's side of the door. Thankfully, the car was an old car and the owner and his passager are very friendly.

They kept on saying that most importantly is that I'm not injured and that the car's an old car so they're not so worried about it. I then offered what ever assistance I could there and gave them my number so they can contact me about the cost of the repairs.

Once I'm finally back in the office, it's all good. Hehehe... And now, I unveil to you:

THE PACKAGE!

Goodbye sunshine! Goodbye nightlife! Hello virtual Barbie dolls with volumous bossoms that whoops bottoms! *That was Art's idea*

Dammit

Just when I finally have some time to myself, I hit a mental block. Ah... fish sticks!

The past few days I had ideas oozing out of my thoughts for the past few days while being occupied with the problem of setting up the test administration server on the new machines.

Now, I really can't think of anything much to say. Except that there was that one time I was with Raven and Shook in Hock Lee and he pointed out the name of the Digi Telecommunication shop.

"KAYU TELECOMMUNICATIONS"

That and yesterday I treated Kim to dinner at the new opened branch Pizza Junction. In sum, food has never tasted so... orgasmic.

Gather round children...

Aside from that horrible title, you could say I had a misadventure of sorts. For those living in Kuching a.k.a Cat City, you'd probably know that the rain that came down was insane and just about the same time that most people finish their work hours.

Now after waiting for the rain to slow down, put on me trusty raincoat and brave teh rain with my steed (a.k.a motorbike). I barely got out to the main road and the jam was stretch all the way to Ellis road!

And just how I found out that it was all the way to Ellis road? Because I got stuck there. My bike's engine got drowned, in a sense of the word and for all the kick-starting till my soles are sore, i can't get it started again. So I reluctantly called the only reliable help at the time:

Muh poppa.

Reluctantly because he'll go Why you go that way blah blah blah should have tool's blah blah blah we're on the way blah blah blah next time remember to blah blah blah...

So waited till my parent's arrived and after dad cleaned the spark plug, I gave it another kick-start. Wouldn't work so use the old method of shifting to gear 2 and psuhing it. The engine started and after running the engine for a while I let the engine died and tried to kick start it again. NO go. SO we repeated that process again and this time, we decided to head back because there's no way the engine is going to start with the kick-start method.

There I was, revving the engine at the first gear. All the way from the Hai Pa Wang restaurant straight home, in the rain. Every kilometer felt like the engine was just gonna die out, period. Then reaching a nearby rows of shop, I saw my parent's car drove in so I followed. It turns out that there was still a mechanic shop still open. And they repair bikes! Breathe a sigh of relief (and a moment of haleyuyah) and told the mechanic about what happened. They got down to fixing and immediately, I saw them tinkered with some just for a split moment and the other saying something that sounded like he saw and knew exactly what was wrong. They asked me to try it again. Lo and behold, One kick, and the engine comes to life! When I asked them how much, they said "No charge". So after thanking them gratefully and a number of times, I happily headed home. While driving/biking/riding back home, I was going 'DUH!' to myself and laughing at the situation.

Managed to snap a couple of photo's too of the flood at Ellis road.






Tomorrow I can only hope that my engine is all right. I think I just might want to drop over at the nearby mechanic shop to make sure.

Scary Movie, Not.

Here I am, on the first floor of my office, playing/working on the office's new computer all alone and its raining like kucing and anjing (cat and dog) here. Plus, this is the floor where the "guest" is.

Dude, scary movie's doesn't even come close.

Kinda like this fella right here.

Yes, yes, serves me right for scaring myself silly. At least it keeps my mind occupied from the uncomfortable feeling from the tooth surgery I just had.

Anyway, everyone who's on their way home right now in this stormy weather and stuck in a jam, be patient, and stay safe, okay?

Take care.

Post-dental report

Woke up at about 7:30 something and reminded myself again that I'm supposed to be off work today. Had a breakfast of consisting of eggs, onions and potatoes. That will probably be the last meal I have for today.

Dad drove me and mum to the hospital where I was gonna have my surgery. And as can be expected, there's not a single vacant parking lot. So mum and I got off to find out where the dental clinic was and waited.

When my name got called they got me to go another X-ray scan. Curious considering that previously at the polyclinic, they already had an X-ray of my tooth. Hmm... probably to check up on any changes in the tooth.

Well, the hospital staff and the dentist were very friendly and very professional. Much improved service. We joked around, laughed, to get me calmed down or at least reduce my anxiety. Then, half of my lower jaw started to feel numb and tingly. It still feels that way, except that kinda felt like me drooling, altough I did not drool. It just an imaginary feeling.

The dentist told me that she will try to extract the tooth without having to perform a minor surgery. So there I was, numb and tingly on the lower half of my jaw, hearing and feeling the drill going at my tooth. Then another dentist pops over to have a look. 5 minutes of fame lah katakan....

I did however got a look at how my tooth is because the plastic cover that the dentist used acted like a mirror. So I literally saw my tooth being drilled. Then they pulled out the pieces and proceeded to remove the tooth. A few yanks and pulls later, out it comes. That felt... funny. Don't ask.

Then she proceeded with the cleanup. Sucking out the blood and saliva, cleaning the area with water before stitching it up. Then I asked for a sick leave and it was all over. Right now, I haven't eaten anything or drink anything at all. Still bleeds though, and I think the numbness is going away... Time to pop some panadol.

What's the lesson? Bring your kids (or yourself) to the dentist at least once a year. unlike me who stopped going there after primary 6. That's 2 tooth out, and 2 more to go. Going to play Neverwinter Nights liao.

A Book Closed, Another Opened

Though it's 3 days overdue, and many would have blogged about it so I won't say much. I could have written it down at that same day but I had a class later in 3 hours.

It's sad to have the Crib closed. Like what Raven said. Plenty of photo's taken (mine went flat in the last half hour or so...) and plenty of drinks.

Blue Oasis

Friends

Nacho Chip cardbox

More friends

The Crib in it's final hour

The Musketeers

And in about 9 hours or so, I'll be in a operating room and probably awake and having my tooth sawed off my jaw. Heh.

Song In Head

I don't know about the rest of you guys but it's annoying to me at times when you have this tune that you like but for the life can't remember the song title or even the band name. And all I can remember is the tune playing in the head and I've been looking high and low based on the chorus of what I thought at the time it meant.

Turns out to be this.

Among other things that happened to me today to my head is I had another moment of forgetfullness. There I was, busy applying a service pack 4 to the exam delivery workstation and then my mind came up with something that I shouls look in the Net. Got to the server and then, *poof*. I can't remember what I was supposed to look for. I pulled a puzzled/confused/DUH look for a minute before snapping myself out of it and I STILL can't remember what I was supposed to search for.

Oh well, some new sites that should prove interesting:

Video on the Web

Currency Exchange, Realtime

What's that process running on my machine?

Heh. Oh and I have got to set a reminder to myself to buy new markers for the exams. Later dudes and dude-dette's. Got a dead P3 to diagnose.

Interlude

My mind is going through a phase/moment right now. It's a mess, kinda like the fern here and if I could, I'd jumped right inside and hide. Hoping to find some peace of mind from all the racket I'm listening or I'm facing. I think I might need a break of sorts, I think.

*sigh*

6 more days till I get my 2nd tooth sawed off my lower jaw...

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

Facelift, FINALLY!

Man, it sure took me a long time to get this done! Now, I can scratch this to-do item off!

*imaginary strikes off list from imaginary list*

I got this from Martijn ten Napel, though I hope he doesn't mind me making minor changes.

Just got to go to Haloscan and set up the commenting system again, and make a visit to Unkymoods.

Take care you guys!

Hey All

I just got my tooth pulled yesterday. And I'm still bleeding, although it's not so much anymore. And no, I haven't felt dizzy/light-headed, yet. :D

That's 1 down or taken out, and 3 more to go. No. 2 is scheduled for a minor surgery at the General Hospital. Got to remember to stuff myself with food before that.

Anyways, I guess I could say I'm a blood-sucker since I had to swallow my own blood. Funny though, I can't really taste what's it like... Heh... *Weird, I am*

Gonna meet up with Jerome and Zack later for lunch at Hartz. I'm not sure why but that place, well, the branch at Sarawak Plaza anyway, always had this form of nostalgia for me. Maybe I was there when I was real small and haven't been in there since, or I went there again with my ex-girlfriend's family. Hmmm... Or maybe that the place has been there since I could remember as a kid and that place has rarely change since that 20 or so years of my life.

Oh and no picture's lately because:

1: Lazy to shoot.
2: Not sure of what to shoot.
3: Crazy training schedule this month, last month, and I predict next month as well.
4: Camera was lent to a colleague of mine to settle a dispute.
5: Camera sucks at night shot. Or I suck at night shot because I still haven't gotten the hang of it yet.

Oh and Land Of The Dead tonight! Yay! No-brainer flick! But then I'd probably go asking stuff like:
Why 99% of the human population died?
What about the animals?
What about the plants?
What caused this?
Can't they just aim for the head?
Even if there's only 1% of humanity left, Why can't they just nuke the heck out of the planet or leave for space?

Thinking.... pain... must switch to singing-in-my-head mode.

*It's the end of the world as we know it,*
*It's the end of the world as we know it,*
*It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine...* }Loopback

Woke Up On Teh Wrong Side

Hints that the day may be off to a bad poo-poo start:

Woke up late on the day that you can't afford to wake up late, kinda like taking a nap only to realise you have no time for a shower and dress up because you're late for your dinner date. Not that it has happened to me before...

Left the house in a hurry only to realise 5 minutes after that you left an important item behind, thus forcing you to double back and get it.

Having to face a day full of fussy, snobby, unrealistically high expectations from people a.k.a customers. (We all go through this at some point)

Having suddenly informed by your boss that you're flying to this place next week without discussing it with you first, thus effectively screwing up your every other plans. I guess I should be grateful that they've taken care of the accomodation, tickets, transportation and daily allowances. Told you I'm not a fan of suprises.

And ending the work day by happening to be in the right place at the right time to see a bunch of middle aged people running through the streeet in as little as nothing more than red loin cloth. Well, the ladies were more decent. After texting to Raven of what might be the event that happened, I did some Wiki-ing around and found this. And dinner was sponsored.

So.... I guess... that's not so bad eh. Heheh

Its been awhile

Busy week. Teaching, prepping, teaching, working on someone else's work. At least there's something new to read here. No, this is not generated from my brain. There's too much neurons blasting away to make any sense. Hehe.....

This I took from the Friendster bulletin. Yea, I'm a lazy ass :P

Rain...
One rainy afternoon I was driving along one of the main streets of town, taking those extra
precautions necessary when the roads are wet and slick.
Suddenly, my daughter, Aspen, spoke up from her relaxed position in her seat. "Dad, I'm
thinking of something."
This announcement usually meant she had been pondering some fact for a while, and
was now ready to expound all that her six-year-old mind had discovered. I was eager to hear. "What are you thinking?" I asked.
"The rain! ;" she began, "is like sin, and the windshield wipers are like God wiping our sins away."
After the chill bumps raced up my arms I was able to respond.
"That's really good, Aspen."
Then my curiosity broke in. How far would this little girl take this revelation? So I asked... "Do you notice how the rain keeps on coming? What does that tell you?"
Aspen didn't hesitate one moment with her answer:
"We keep on sinning, and God just keeps on forgiving us."
I will always remember this whenever I turn my wipers on.
Isn't it distressing to know that when you forward this message you will not send it to many
on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them. Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think
of us than what God thinks of us. In order to see the Rainbow, you must first endure some Rain.

Yea, I dont even bother to make edits to it. 5:30 p.m. bah... Finish office hours.

Little Things

You could say that I slept on a less-than-better moods.

This morning while I was washing my coffee cup, I accidentally made cute, tiny bubbles! And they were flying around! Whee! And there's FINALLY sugar to make coffee! Yes, yes, I'm not a fan of kopi O kau (that's coffee shop talk here for coffee, black, no sugar)

On another note, after a conversation with my colleagues here about marriage counsel in the Catholic faith, I had this thought that it's better to break up a relationship now than to go through deeper troubles when you're married. True, true, since I'm not a fan of divorce stuff and I believer in Till-Death-Do-We-Part thing.

Birthday and such

Today is Malaysia's 48th birthday.

I could do the mid-life crisis pun but.... meh.

Monday Monday

A few days back my machine had run into some hardware problems so no PC and no internet. It's back up and running fine, for now so to Terence:

Thanks dude!

Helped my dad to set up the microphone on the machine downstairs so my mum can call her sister's and chat. And my dad and I discussed about how to set up the rear speakers of the home theathre set. That and also about when and what colours to paint our house.

How confusing can a relationship get? Very, I should say, and not to mention quite frustrating at times. We all try and tried our best to understand the other and we try and tried to assure them of things. I'm just confused right now. And tired.

Caramel ice cream is good for me

Noticed one thing today. My camera couldn't take pictures well in low light.

I'm guessing it's either selling this one in favour of a new one or I really need to use flash if I wanna take night photo's. If the amount light is too low, "ghost" pixels start to appear. Only a few photo's were salvageable from last night's shooting. The rest had too much noise.

*sigh* At least I still have a camera so I'll just see what's the future has...

I know I was supposed to write something but I lost it somewhere in a mush pile that is my brain. Hmm... I supose I could reccomend this to you guys, especially those who are into illustrations and graphics stuff. That's about it.

Last night was fun. When my laughter sounds like a hyena and my sides hurts and my eyes are watery, that's a good thing.

Ponder moments

Just say "when" and you'll stop the pain of your life,
Bring it to an end.
Just say "when" and you could make amends
Just say Hello, say Hello again...

Excerpts from the lyrics Hello Again by Lost Prophets

Test

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Curtesy from Jerome

nonsensical nonsense

It's been a while since I last updated my blog...

That's pretty much how my life is. Unassuming, average Joe, with a generous serving of awkwardness and a pinch weirdism (I coined that term so... :D)

Been making the effort to run at least twice a week. Contemplated on death and the ritual tied to bury the dead...

I'm not gonna say anything about the rituals on it since it's not my business, I'm just thinking on more about my own death.

Back then, I had this idea of setting my body on fire and dump the dust on the evening winds by the sea. That came from watching Arthur. You know, Sean Connery as King Arthur... Can't be sure of the movie title... but I remember the ending. King dies, body laid on woodpile, cast to the ocean/lake/big body of water and a sole archer shoot a flaming arrow at it to set it alight. Burn, flame, ash. Instant Cremation.

Then I had another reflect back on this dead stuff... Now, I'm considering either that, or just my Last Rite's and 6 foot deep under. Nothing extravagant. Though it would be cool, i think to have my body cremated and put inside a urn, right after I've been given the Last Rite's of course, and displayed at my kid's/grandkid's home. Hey, imagine the kids telling his friends:
"Hey guys, that's my great(to the power of n) grandpa right over there! Isn't that cool?!" I bet the friends would be in shock or in awe or just dang curious to open up and breath in my remains. Muahahahaha!

Yea, I think really weird things. And I talked to myself about this in my head before I got it all down. And all this sparked from watching the Discovery Channel on the topic of Afterlife.

Speaking of talking to myself, I did talked about changing my blog template before... I was thinking of taking the current one and just really strip it of the images and the current formats. I hope that's not illegal... PLease let me know if I am. Besides, I need to clean up my blog.

Speaking of cleaning up, I'm in the middle of cleaning up, categorizing, arranging, sorting, inventorizing and renaming all my stufff on my hard drive. Tons of documents, music, applications... My head is spinning! After which, I'm gonna do another clean format and re-partition my hard drives again. Oh, and I'm gonna get a new P3 processor soon. And as usal I'm gonna clock it. hehehehe...

Plus I found this gem! Go! Support them! And also, Anarchy Online! Sweet...

Went to see the doctor this morning regarding me cough. Gave me usual meds, antiobiotics galore and cough meds. I spit out blood today, so that's probalby why the doc said if the meds dont work, I'll need to get radiated to see if anything sinister is at work. Oh well... I'm suspecting its the blood form my gums. Yeah, I still haven't made the appointment to perform dental surgery on my teeth.

Oh well... Gotta go now. Take care eh.

Post-Lunch Action Report

QKY 8642,

Please go back to drving school.

Your parking stinks.

Thank you.

Wine, with a 'H'

Stupid memories! Stupid, stupid STUPID!

Annoying how old memories stir up things. A LOT of things. Shit, I cant believe I'm still this vunerable.

Stupid.

It was over a long time ago and I should've gotten over it. Damn it, just a glance of her can still mess me up bad. Stupid brain. Stupid whiny wailing emo episode. Stupid memories. Stupid shit.

I know her mum means well, I mean she's my god-mother when I joined the Catholic faith. But dang it, it still hurts. And I know her mum means well that I should go and visit them whenever I'm free but I can't bear to go back there and see her anymore. Not when this can still easily happen to me.

I bet they could see through my pitiful excuse that I was busy with work when the mum asked how come I haven't visited for a long time.

Sweetie, I know you're reading this. I'm alright dear. I know this will pass soon enough. I just need to keep my mind busy to not think of this. Oh and Happy Anniversary! It's been what, 5 months?

Getting back to work now. I'm gonna turn off the comment post on this one.

Royale Ramble...

I hate getting sorethroat, especially when I really need to use my voice box to teach.

On herbal "anti-sorethroat" candy treatment. It doesn't taste so bad actually.

2 Beef+Egg+Cheese burgers by the roadside stall and a homemade freshly squeezed orange juice for dinner last night was so worth it man!

Ramblings again

Let's see, 2 friends of mine got married a couple days back so congratulations to them.

Question now is (as mentioned by Jerome):

Who's next?!

....

Dang it! I hate this. Everytime I do something other than blogging my mind is churning blog-worthy material and when I'm here wrtiting it down, them (them as in my mentality churning idea) faucets get clogged.

I suppose wonder at the question of marriage, I suppose. No doubt I'll probably be blabbering it all off with no clear signs as to what I'm talking about. I suppose I could say I'm planning to tie the knot before I hit 30, maning to say I'll probably do that when I'm 29. But then again, plans like this never go through.

I mean face it. I was in previous relationship of some 6 years, quite turbulent, but still a good relationship to the point of both sides of the family like practically met. And then I had to do the dumbest move (aside from being a big time jerk that is). Milk gone sour.

Yes, yes I do have my moments of relapse but please, my blog, my rant. Hehe... So far keeping this episode confined to the cages of this blog. Speaking of cages, I was reading Marita's blog and when I saw the picture, I was like "OMG CUTE!!!!!"
*Yeesh! talk about squee-ing like a little boy* Then I took a closer look at the eyes. Now, I'm no psychologist nor having any special animal empathy but he/she looked like:

Kill me now.

Oh look, walking fresh meat that I cant sink my teeth into.

My home, my home. Is this my home? It can't be.

My freedom is dead. I have nothing left.

Food. Where's the food?

I'm bored.

Among other things, beside's blogging with a "Brain Off" sign, looking at the camera everytime the bell rings but there's no one at the door, reading other people's blog when I'm still writing mine, goes to show one thing. Bloody short atttention life-cycle.

I haven't seen my girl in what, 2 months? Wow. Pretty harsh if you ask me. This is my first ever long distance realtionship after all. Miss her. Though I am aware of the fact that people do read my blog (intentionally or not), jiwang-ness tends to ooze out. And no, jiwang-ness isn't exaclty a word in the English vocabulary but... *shrugs*

It's about 12:55 p.m now and I should be getting my food. Colleagues aren't here so I'm alone in this so-called 'visited' office. Like the living world isn't scary enough (lawsuit's, back-stabbing's, pressure, weird copycats, loans, marriage, kids, parents, divorce, rabid dogs/cats, God, etc..) the dead apparently finds it "fun" to haunt/scare the wits out of the living. *sigh*

Damn it. Still got nothing worth writing. OK-lah, I stop here now. Going to upload some pic's and email some pictures. Then going to get food before going back to do some actual work.

I want an AnthroPC!

Asian movie about swords.

Dinner at the newly opened Indian cafe. Well, not exactly-lah since I had my dinner at home.

And a:

Edit: 4:30p.m

I'm bleeding off my ear. Well, not exactly. I popped a zit at the back of my ear. Plus, my senior trainer is pissed so I might write this down to humor myself, all bloody and all. Oh and don't worry, I washed my hands off blood before I typed this all down. Hee.....

Weirdo I am...

Quickie

Unlike the sugesstive title for this post, this is just a bunch of ramblings in 5 minutes.

Last Friday, the same day I got drunk, my dad bought the family a new 29-inch box, 5.1 speakers and DVD player.

Last Saturday, broke my back helping my dad carry the old tv set to my grandpa's place. Up the hill. And my dad got a bag of sago worms. Mmmm....

Admitted to the hopspital at 5-6 in the morning due to the general rash developed from sago worms consumptions. Oh, and the sago worms looked a bit like them worms in the tequila bottle's, except fatter. Could be wrong though.

Now, my legs are really aching from running. Seriously need to get back in shape. Oh and just got a call from Maria, fellow kaki-tengok-movie. Going to catch Fantastic 4. Ain't complaining here, since she's buying.

Work-wise, it's a crazy month. Out of the blue, every company/organisation is calling training companies requesting room rental, PC rental, or training, on the same date! What the durian?!

Bye.

When Two Endless Meet

Life Sucks: Blow it in the face then.

Life Stinks: Get a shower, or a deodorant.

Life's a Bitch: Slap her in the face then or anything that you do to bitches.

I know someone is doing a *ROFL* out of this. Maybe I should stick that on my car...

Late Night Muse with ME!

I just noticed something.

I have been a blogger since May 2004.

As of now, this blog is 1 year, 1 months and 26 days old. (I think, my math sucks after midnight)

Wow.

Goodnight.

Ouch.

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Moderate
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Test

Took that from Raven

Edit: 8:00 p.m.

Did the personality disorder and this is my result:

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	Low
Schizoid:	Low
Schizotypal:	Moderate
Antisocial:	Low
Borderline:	Moderate
Histrionic:	Moderate
Narcissistic:	Low
Avoidant:	Moderate
Dependent:	Very High
Obsessive-Compulsive:	Low
-- Personality Disorder Test -- -- Personality Disorder Information --

Post-drunk

I remember pouring the vodak without the Sprite to dilute it.

I remember my world started to spin, wrap, slowed down, etc. by the 4th serving.

I remember the talk about piercing, the sexpo, the talk about the girl whose breast were so perky that she could jiggle them like a man flexing his chest muscles and she didn't need to wear bra.

I remember myself saying "If a guy can give a good head to his girl, he's for keeps".

I remember nearly passing asleep while taking a leak in the toilet.

I remember 'Double E' said to me that he could smell the alcohol from my mouth where he is sitting.

I remember meeting 1,2,3,4,5 friends unexpectedly in SOHO. That was nice.

I remember driving home feeling completely numb and honked by a Mercedez because I drove like a drunkard and at a point reaching 120Kph but still nowhere near the speeds of the modified Iswara and the Corolla.

I remember calling up Charlz because I remember telling her before we left that I'd give her a call to make sure I'm home, alive and in 1 piece.

I remember walking like an idiot and a klutz trying to change my clothes.

I remember passing out flumped on my bed only to wake up later to rush to the toilet.

I remember making friends with the toilet bowl, going down on my hands and knees and puking.

I remember waking up in my bed 4 hours later to get to work while struggling with my hangover.

I remember feeling, reacting and quite possibly looking like a zombie at work and sleeping the last working hour because my job was done and I couldn't care less if my boss didn't like it one bit.

Let's do it again! Hee........

Lunch Muse

Don't you find it annoying that when the public broadcast station's start either playnig a song, video, movie, you're enjoying it and then, something gets cut, filtered, altered. In other words censored.

It's annoying. Real annoying. Censorship board. *Roll Eyes*.

But. It amusing to find that their English mastery isn't... current. They dont seem to understand the meaning "holding up a store".

Oh ya, anyone wanting to buy books, science, fiction, magazine's, comic's, whatever at Times, let me know (via e-mail, comments, whatnot...). I want to put my privelege card to good use. I haven't use that card since I got it in... 2003, 2004? It's due expiration is September 2006. And no, there's no points in doing this.

Routine

Haven't got much to say. Currently, Ol' geezer a.k.a Ancient a.k.a me ole P3 machine is going through a data re-structuring. Gigabytes upon gigabytes of stuff scattered all over my hard drives.

A total of 200 Gigs of space and already I'm running out.

Heh. *idiot grin*

Gotta call my friend up and take his stuff. After that, it's due for another re-format. Then gotta re-wire my LAN connection. Streamyx seems to be lagging real bad here. Still forgotten to take photo of Ol'geezer.

Finally gotten myself a digital tuner and capo for my guitar. I desperately needed a tuner especially since I'm tone-deaf. At least with the help of that tuner, I can tune my guitar myself, and hopefully be able to tune by ear one day. Hmmm.... seems that all that vocal training and music lessons I took when I was still studying in uni didn't help much. Oh well...

After months of neglecting my guitar and forgetting what was the main purpose in getting one, I'm finally learning to play. Again. And my fingers hurt. Should get it re-strings. Or I could wait for the first string to snap (and probably take my pinky along) then get it done.

Maybe I should take a photo of the tuner, capo, and my guitar before and after it's re-stringed. Then it's a matter of remembering to post them and not being lazy to do it. *idiot grin* Hmmm... I think I'll try and look for Lee's Music Shop and get it done there, since Mac said they did a great job at his guitar.

Finally bought me a pair of Boots of Haste, I mean, running shoes. Heee...... And as a result of a couch potato lifestyle and smoking, my whole body aches. My sides even aches when I cough or sneeze. Yea, I'm in a terrible shape. :P

And I finally kicked myself in the nuts hard enough to get me, myself and moir to clean my messy, all-over-the-place, paper-everywhere, dust-crusted, cobweb-on-the-edges room. I live in a pig sty that is my room. I'm not gonna take a photo of my own room though. Not at least till I change the weeks old bed sheet covers.

When do I forsee myself to get all that done? If I'm lucky, motivated, and not lounging around, by the end of the week. Hehe. Why would want to even blog about this? No reason. :D

Wow, did not expect to be this long... wow...

Attack of the Tyke

Meet Tyke, a pup I simply stick a name to it. He's my neighbour's dog. And boy does he have some teeth!

*Covers ears to avoid SQUEE damage*

A few days ago

Right before I was down with the sore throat, flu and fever thingy, I went to get my hair cut.

At first, I didnt want to because I was lazy to get my hair cut (lame excuse, I know) and secondly, I am totally clueless as to what sort of hair style would fit my hair and my mug a.k.a face or how I wanted my hair cut (which is the first question they ask before they even touch my hair).

I used to regularly patron this shop near where I live. I was a kid back then and the only hair instruction I gave to the barber was from my mum (yea, I was a dorky, geeky, bully's favourite kid). Then I decided keep my hair long.

So now, if I ever need a hair cut, I go to Classic Vogue in K.P. (that's Kuching Plaza) that Raven recommended some time ago.

Sttep price, but well worth it. I had learn stuff about hair do's and don't when it comes to hair care, shampoo and conditioner and what not to do if i've recently straightened my hair and dyed (yea, I had a Ah Beng phase). Anyways, without further ado, the photo's of before and after!

BeforeAnd after parting RM18, 2 hours plus (there was only 2 qualified barbers and 2 foreigner's ladies braiding their hair), a hair wash (which gave a very good head massage and not THAT head massage you perv!) and blow dry and hair style to add the finishing touches

After

This was taken at the office today, by the way.