I'm trying out the Blogger's built-in image uploader. Big isn't big enough. Anyway, That's what I've been doing lately, bogeying down with the Emperor every Wednesday to Sunday.
Where a fixed connection should have spurred me to bitch and whine and gloat and boast and ponder here, I've been rather busy making my presence felt in Guild Wars. So yeah. Now to get back to save the day. Again.
Why can't they just say that it was the phone line that was the culprit behind all this pain, agony and suffering? Now, I have a black (New) telephone line running down along the side of my door popping from the roof which looks kinda cool. In a weird way...
2 days of Guild Wars and no more Kelk demon! That means no more diconnections in mid gameplay resulting in and suffering and hours gamin wasted. Except for that 1 time I lost the connection dude to routing issues but other than that, it was smooth. I am happy.
Just some updates. Sarawak Club building is no more. A historic building and a piece of Sarawakian history lost FOREVER! I'm not sure whether to be celebrating by laughing my guts out or be sad. Meh.
And latest from the Zaku is that apparently another building near the Soho area has burned down as well. It appears we have a pyromaniac on the loose.
CATCH PHRASE! What do you want to burn today? Lame, yes, yes I know
/*-+*!!@#$))@@IQ!!@@@#@!$$%%%^!!!^%%%@@
Translation:
I've called them N number of times & they say my equipment is the cause for all this shitty connection?!
Honestly, my running nose with a nasal blockage is faster than this!
I dont know why but I was tempted to start of this post by saying:
"Internet people should not possess a sharp blade. They could deck me in the nose and in many other places because of my sudden absence in writing my blog."
Again, I'll keep this short and sweet. Got a job FINALLY. Won't be long before I start complaining about work again. We're actually serious about making Team Proton, thus performing our sacred duty of mentally scarring future generation of kids with our choice of ... "entertainment".
After more than 2 years, I FINALLy got myself my very own handphone. Yay!
Re-arranged my room again. Now it needs a bookshelf.
Im out of things to say so Goodnight.
Okay, here's a short summary of what happened from the last time I updated this blog.
Parent's went off for their 2 weeks holiday. WOOHOO!
Borrowed Herbie's PS2 to play Gundam games and X-Men 3. Got hooked to buying the dang console now.
Build more Gundam model kit. Not mine, friends.
Re-arranged; anbd still re-arranging my room. Made sure I took a before and after picture. Still getting the 'after' look right.
Oh yeah, finished on my GPO3 already. Panel-lined, etched, stickered, and gloss painted. Cheaply gloss painted.
GAWAI!! WOOHOO! Err, *ahem* Lots of meat, lots of beer, lots of liqour.
Beer + Barbeque = Good
And we went out to 7-11 at 3 in the morning just so Zack, Rin and Shah could get their hands on a TORA toy box. And Zack got a faceful of head rest. 4 times. :D
Finally got to meet Dulcy's dad. No matter how many times I tell myself it's perfectly normal, I still get nervous about meeting your lover's parents.
Attended Dulcy's 2nd sister engagement dinner. Needless to say, she got her way and fed me. And we got to talking about getting engaged.
And Space Cop Gavan and Ultraman Fighting Evolution 3. Oh God.... *headdesk*
Still bumming. Saw the Perfect Grade Gundam Mark-II. Must get. Strenghten resolve to get job.
He suggested that we have breakfast at 10th Mile before I send him home. So we stop by for a late breakfast. I had kolo mee in red sauce and he had mee pok dry.
Maybe it was the Baron To Taiyou by Kanno Youko or Celiane by Gabriela Robin that was playing in the car, or maybe it's that old-town look of the coffeeshop where we had breakfast together but I felt a warm nostalgia coming.
Grandpa and I haven't had breakfast together in a long time. It was nice to be able to have breakfast with him, even though I'm not the breakfast kind of guy. He was happy when he talked and joked with people at the shophouses there.
Then I drove him back home. Though I wished that he'd stay with us back home but i guess being back in the old house up on a hill on the edge Quob area is home to him. We didnt talk much. Rather, I wasn't doing much of the talking. I would just listen, and join in the conversation.
I drove home on the intention to write this down because I cant trust my brain to remember this.
And now back to our regularly scheduled programming. THIS happened.
Psycho Teddy Bear Triceratops pilot must DIIEE!!! DIEE he MUST! For I am ZIIIM!!!!
And I watched too much Zim.
I got death monkeys in my head. WHEEE! HEEE! HEE!!! :P~
An update at 2 in the morning... I find this very odd.
Had a Gundam themed barbeque last Sunday as noted by the Grand Master Archivist. No Gundam's were cooked nor consumed during this event though. Mostly it was chiken wings, sausages, lots and lots of them and beef patties that ended being rolled into balls and corn-on-the-cobs too. Roselyn or Joselyn, I cant remember correctly made sandwhiches.
Zack came bringing his Zoids which terrorised the place, mostly he was picking on the food, my GP03S and Herbie when he was asleep.
Iain had waaaay too much fun being the pitmaster, i.e setting the barbeque and keeping it hot. Jerome, umm... enjoyed making balls out of beef patties. Rin brought pizza. Pizza, goooood...
Worked on Herbie's Hazel Custom kit before we called it a night. Welcomed a new member to the Gundam Family, the MG version 2 Gundam Mark 2. Forgot the full identification of that gundam but I have to say that the new MG version 2 are very poseable comparing to the first MG. It is after all that the version 2's MG are based of the Perfect Grade's.
After I get myself a new job, I am SO going to get myself a PG GAT-X105 Strike. Then pay off my debts/bills and fast til my next pay. Damnit, Im still not sleepy.
Go! AQUARION!
That and the many other anime's I've been watching these past months of me not updating this blog. My bad, I know.
That and also this. Yes, I've been hooked on Gundam Kits. Though I'm not so much of a fan of the anime series nor the game, just the model kits. I know there's only 1 picture of it but don't worry, more is on the way, once I download them off my girl's handphone. I have him to blame for this addiction. Also, this is what happens when I leave my Gundam in their charge while I was at church.
In other news, the office monitor I got from my old office has now gone fuzzy and over-white, so it's back to my old, too dark and too bright monitor.
1. I never claimed that my blog would interest anyone. So if you dont like it, stop reading
2. I did say that most of what I write wont make much sense.
3. Im pretty sure no one forced you to read my blog so you probably dont understand English or you cant follow instructions.
4. you either have too much free time and immature to make people's lives miserable or you're just a kid and using "super duper lame" and "WTF" is cool. Or both.
5. Normally, i'd brush this off but you happen to be in my crosshairs at the right time. So go wank yourself and die. The world would be a much better place without you around.
Insane dream. Screw Virtual Reality, my mind already rocks!
Something about me and the guys on a plane flying over Kuching, slipped my phone and landed on a Trineken trash heap.
Then felt like I'm slipping while the inside a plane. Did slip and thought im gonna die but ended up along the open air market walking around looking for my phone.
Met Jerome and asked him to help me find it. I found it because I saw where it landed even though I was on a plane. Grabbed my phone from the trash and noticed my phone was on a line with a pager???? Met Jerome again and he said its weird why he cant get through to my phone. Walking back, he asked if i'm gonna be okay because my ex will be there at the RPG gathering. I asked who and was suprised to find that Herbert and her were getting together, and I remember Jerome said something about "it was the talk of the kampung".
In a separate dream, I beat up 3 guys just to prove a point that I was right about something in Guild Wars and the first guy I beat up was my dad. The other 2 was some random dude. All manga style fights, no hot hot anime chicks though and definitely not in uniform, not that I can remember what I was wearing.
Bloody hell, what was in our drinks? what was in MY drink?!
Yesterday, we got together at our communal hall a.k.a GK and we being the usual posse: Zack, Iain, Rin, Mac, Jerome and myself. Wil and Art joined us for a bit after their own group left. As usual the topic included military hardware, Milkshake, banana phone, new shoes for Mac's ride, Gundam models, painting models, painting styles, brushes, solvents, marking inks, cross-breeding of animals which included the liger and the game Impossible Creatures. Sloth and Cheetah!
There was a moment of silence when I was talking (well, ranting off rather) to Iain about Guild Wars. Yes, teh spolight is on Moir!
Then we got to talking about D&D and before long, the Singing Sword of Despair! The Singing Spear! (Oops, I did it again!) Healing Dagger! (Heal the world) If we hadn't left when we did, it would be one of those nights again where in Zack's word "It all start with someone putting a stupid idea and we all just add and keep on adding to it". Oh and Barbara Striesand as the Goddess of Music.
Jabroni Jellyfish.
Of all the name to get, Jabroni Jellyfish! Oh well...
What's yours?
I robbed it from her.
Bold = I'm ashamed.
Italic = I'm in loaf!
Underline = Meh, so-so.
Siam Shade - 1/3 no Junjou na Kanjou
Mew - Snow Brigade
Marilyn Manson - Sweet Dreams
Taro Iwashiro - Twist of Time
Red Hot Chillie Peppers - Around the World
Papa Roach - Dendrilopis
Noriyuki Asakura - Warrior's Suite
Fallout Boy - XO
Sarah McLahlan - Fumbling Towards Estacy
Incubus - Deep Inside
Sarah Mclahlan - Sweet Surrender
Sevendust - Denial
Noriyuki Asakura - Underground Garden
Sheila on 7 - Sebuah Kisah Klasik
Audioslave - Heavens Dead
Incubus - Take Me to Your Leader
Muse - Come
Noriyuki Asakura - Justice
Snow Patrol - Same
Sarah McLahlan - Possession
Bloody hell. Currently my connection is just toying with me. As I write and chatted online, I must've been disconnected 3 times or more. I know for a fact taht it's nothing to do with my PC because I run regular checks on it for viral, spyware, malware and etc and I don't install anything that doesnt serve my purpose.
And besides, its the DSL lights on the modem that goes down for 3 second before it lights up again and that's how I figured that my WAN IP is changed again.
So what's new? Nothing much, supposed to get my replacement motherboard (papan induk, lol). Dad asked if I wanted to try out a hand as a salesperson in the travel agent line. Eh? But yeah, a jobs better than no job, I guess.
Is it just me or does the Times New Roman font looks... annoying? I don't about you guys but I just dont like how it looks. I have fallen in love with Arial. Cleaner to look at, I think.
Quote of the moment: Relationships is a life long journey of discovery
Speaking of relationships, it takes a lot of communication and continous stamping down of one's ego to make it work I think. I mean honesty and truth is always a good thing but when you dont like what you hear, it's a LOT of effort to swallow it and keep an open minded, all the while it feels like you've been kicked in the balls. Take it from some one (me) who's been in and out of it. Not pretty, but as long you can keep your cool and as long as the significant other can read the subtle body language and facial expression and not push it, yeah.
And how can a guy like me be sure, let alone confident to say some stuff about relationship. Well, past experience and looking at relationship from the looking glass view. And a lot of staying up late nights online gaming while thinking about it when my mind sees fit or even driving home slowly at late hours and thinking about it while keeping myself and my car out of trouble.
I clearly know that this entry is recently (rather) after the commercial procreation day and also if you think I'm subtly hinting at anyone in particular, no. I'm not. This post has been the product of my mind thinking about stuff for the last few months. Yes, months. Took me that long to write this short but then, that's just how my mind works. There are thing I should have not done and said and there are things i should have done and said but then, the damage has been done. All one can do is hopefully recognise it again before you stumble and fall. Crap, I dont even know what I'm saying. Night.
Ah, the commercialised day of affection is done and over. We as in Azreen, Sheldon, Jerom and myself had dinner yesterday despite earlier plans of staying home earlier on. But we didnt get targeted by those rose/hearts seller. We did got approached by that Mainland Chinese saleswomen.
Johari and Nohari. I'm honestly curious to know.
Catfish cooked in durian paste (tempoyak) and lemon grass (serai) soup. You can subsitute catfish for chicken or prawns. Add chillies for that kick. I'll happily have that for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Even if that's the only dish cooked.
=P~
Much apologies for being AFK from blogging. Chinese New Year, dinner, drunken stupor, bombs, late nights online but not blogging, mental blockade, and the list goes on. Hopefully the regularly scheduled nonsense of bandwidth wastage continues. Heh.
In short, still freelancing, which is a nice way for me to say that yes, I have no jobs, yet. And what on earth am I doing at 4 in the morning? Other than blogging for the first time in a long time of course, is.... actually trying to think of what to say but then, I think the caffeine and the sugar is wearing off now and I just got off Guild Wars some 15 minutes ago.
In tech news, using the human anatomy as a metaphor, Ancient is now a bunch of mush internals. Took out his/her/it skeletal body a.k.a chasis for cutting. Hasn't gotten skin yet. Will get to it soon enough. And there's a new member to the family, curtesy from the downsizing of my previous company. Haven't got a name for it yet, maybe Blackie, since he's/she's/it's got a black colour. Don't know if Im gonna do another mod on that yet but one things for sure, Im gonna spend cash on getting it a new motherboard and new memory to overclock. Yes, every machine that comes to my possession gets pushed to its limit.
In social news, meh. Just hanging out in my usual circle of friends. Chatter and banter. Lots of ice lemon tea and coffee. Lots of laughter and talks(rubbish, nonsense, serious, heart-pouring, discussion, etc.)
What else? Hmm, mum suddenly of all things, talks about this orange throwing thing. Not that I don't know what it means but yeah, of all things to talk about. For those who dont know, it's a belief(i think that's teh word for it) that on Chap Goh Meh (15th night, direct translation) that guys and girls will go to a river and make a wish to find 'the one' and throw that orange into the river. Supposedly, you'll get that person you're looking for as your boy/girl friend/lover/life partner/husband-wife.
Mum, I'm 25, 26 by Chinese calendar and yeah, you don't have to press it to me.
Speaking of which, what kind of a girl I would look for? Not until it was brought up in a conversation, that never really came to mind. Hmm... She'd be witty, as in how i dont know, i guess if you can crack light jokes on the fly i guess that's witty. Smart, definitely not ditzy, blunt, as in if i messed up or piss you off you'd tell it to my face honestly. A person who doesn't kick herself for no reason or when she messed up. Knows how to look good without even trying, yeah yeah so I'm superficial, so? Will not drag me to the dance floor or i'd die of shame and a heart failure from shock. Will not drag me to karaoke places because I have no idea why but i just have this fear of hearing bad voices! Not the intentionally bad singing, but singing badly even though you tried your best but you still suck kind. No offense to anyone but that's just me. And you WANT to spend time to know me and be with me.
I just remembered some time ago I did a meme about the kind of person/lover I am. What I remembered is that I fall in easily, I fall out slowly. Kinda translates to I fall for someone easily, but when it's over, it'll take a long time for me to get over it. I find it hard to swallow, but yeah, it's true. For friends who know me, they can verify that.
That's the thing about the end of a relationship. How do you move on? You know it's gonna be hell for as short as a few days to as long as years and when you think you're over and done with the mourning, the memories don't leave. Ever. And you catch yourself thinking about it or reminising about it, and you feel the sting. I dont know about any of you guys feeling like that because I'm just talking about myself here so yeah, it's never really over isn't it? I mean, not at least until you start anew. Which then comes this, you're in a new relationship, it's going real well, but then, those old memories do come back, well in my head anyway, and even though you're in one, the hurt is still there but now it's managable. The point is, its still there, that pain. If I've lost you in this stream of blabber, don't worry, Im not making much sense myself either.
And yes, I know someone better will come along and yes it will go away and so why am I talking about it still? Because I'm feeling it! And what better way than to rant it off for the whole world to read but practically wont even realise my presence in the sea of zero's and one's.
And does age matter? No, not really. Will I date a younger chick as in under 18? Heck no, too young la. Will I mind if the chick I'm dating is older than my by 2 or 5 years? Not so much. Will racial background be a matter? Not to me but I'm sure mum is gonna raise something if she ain't got Chinese bit in her blood. But I. DONT. Care. Will financial matters affect the realtionship? Why, she earn more money good la, extra splurge for herself and her girlfriends. Will I feel small for not being the breadwinner of the family? Not the least.
Waitaminute, I just had a dejavu. I think I may have written something VERY similiar to this before... Oh well. Enough rant. 4:45 a.m and I must pass out.
P/S: Just remembered and HAD to get it down. Life's a bitch. So? Make it YOUR bitch.
you know, its a lot better to ask a person what is the person doing rather than blindly accuse them of something they OBVIOUSLY did not do?
By then, I just gave up on trying to say anything.
In about 11 hours or so from now, my area and just about anywhere else in Kuching will be turned into a battlefield. Hopefully there won't be any shrapnel but then again, anything can happen eh.
In yesterday's news, I hope that fucking ah beng twat in his fucking cheapass Wira konon maok jadi Lancer tek die in a fucking horrible accident all mangled up. Ah, much better. :D
Tonight, big family dinner, loud explosions all over and days of entertaining guest and relatives and visiting. I end my post with this song.
Connection is still wonky. Drained of energry for the day cause by 9 something I'm already feeling the weight of my eyelids. Soles of my feet are aching. My room is piled with books and PC parts, not to mention paintings and flower decorations that was supposed to be put back in place in the living room.
Tomorrow, printer, monitor, more books (geek) and hopefully a box full of network cables. Mmm... cables. Need to think of where to place/fix the shelves that I'll either buy or make myself.
Intersting, as I'm writing this down, my internet connection dropped, again. And yes, I've tried every diagnostics in the book. And just a little FYI, the music clip that they used for the trailer Memories of a Geisha came from the Last Samurai soundtrack. :)
p/s: It took 10 minutes to get a connection just to post this. lol
I need a bookshelf. My collection of books just got a major leap. All techy stuff. That's how much of a geek I am. And chances are, I won't bother to open them. That's how much of a bum I am.
Haven't got much to say here except that I've got my hands full. Not killing things in Tyria tonight (i.e online gaming playing Guild Wars) because I lost count after 3,4 IP addresses I got swithched too. That and almost an hour of Internet connection Blackout as in i literally cannot connect. Nothing wrong with my phoneline as fas as I can tell. Nothing fried or smelling like burnt plastic. And Checking the report coming from my modem, it says the last fault why the connection failed was 'VC down'. What the hell is VC anyway?
Piles of books dumped on my bed have nowhere to go. I seriously need a bookshelf. Thinking of building them permanently on my wall. The back of the house has so much wood just waiting to be hacked, sawed, sanded, painted, etc.
Why we have a healthy stockpile of wood at the back of the house? Lets just say my family has this habit of keeping stuff. That I attribute to my granny. The carpenting I got it from dad who probably got it from his dad.
I ended up with having both of those traits in me. Oy...
Oh, and the time it took me to write this all down. I got my IP changed, 6 times. Another thing, Brunei drivers are far more curteous than say, Kuching drivers. I, am a living proof (cussing at your back for driving slow, cutting, not giving way, etc). What else, It's midnight already I reckon and its raining and I should find some space in my crowded bed to sleep. Night.
I only know 1 person named Lucy and she's a hollywood star.
Anywho, I'm back home in sweet ol' Pussyville I mean Kuching. So much to do and so much thoughts to put down.
So here's what to expect (or not) in upcoming post (if i get my lazy arse to it).
Being awake at late night alone and unable to sleep can be depressing. Especially me, single, alone in a foreign country and damn awake.
The past week in Brunei, I have started dreaming. Thing is, I dont realise that Im dreaming about it till I wake up. And the dreams seemed real. It felt real. Strange, very strange.
Now, I gotta go and settle my resignation and stuff like report writings and the like. Yeah, Im freelancing at the moment.
Greetings from Brunei!
heheheh
No photo's. Camera died-ed. Got my first injury though. Broken pinky toe nail. Bled a bit too. Nothing serious.
Okay, got to go now. Need to limp to nearest convenient store which is just right next to the hotel for toothbrush and toothpaste.
Also need to hunt for food. Laters
The Fronte or Frionte or something sounding like that and that wine bottle with some viking dude holding a sword and wearing that horned helm were the best wines I have ever tasted.
Yaarg!
Jambu for a glass of wine and being my first time there, I was impressed by the actual size Jambu really is. From the outside, it looked kinda small since I only noticed the building. It's pretty big in truth, the only thing is that the toilet only houses one at a time.
I should note that this is our wine excursion. And by 'our' I mean, Soph, Mac, Azreen, Bernard, Jerome, Ivan, Justina and your's truly.
Next, we hit Denise which is basically in the same building as Mojo. That's where I discovered those wines mentioned earlier. I noticed the bottle of the viking dude because of the picture of the viking dude only. Hey, it looked cool to me! The other was a choice made by Mac. A little high end price in my opinion but so worth it. There was also a South African wine named KAYA and one from South Chile labelled Adobe. Azreen pointed out one made or had Tongkat Ali in it.
We had the botles opened at Mojo. Oh, and the lighting fixtures looked like human reproductive organs and one looked like sex toys, with silver light bulbs. The others looked like some form of growth, too bad none bore the resemblence of Hello Kitty. But this happened we're on to the last bottle, I think.
This is us on mild alcohol. Heck, we dont even NEED alcohol in the first place to get conversations going all the wrong way!
Photo's were taken. Jerome said he looked like a giant statue. I looked sedated. Bernard's hiding behind the wine glass. Mac could pass off as a girl, and the girls envied the healthy condition of his hair which was naturally straight and no split ends with minimal care. (Victory for men!)
Wine + munchies = an excursion to MacDonalds for fries, and double cheese burger and a double chickien foldable, I think. We could have gotten to the roadside burger stalls for it but it was closed and we're so posh yo!
Back to the usual routine. And I just received my other half of last November pay, so I can breathe financially a little easier now. From what the G.M a.k.a General Manager said, we might be out of a job soon. Oh well...
Gotta pick up passport tomorrow. And next week, I'll be in Brunei for a week. Dont bet on any chance of me blogging there, let alone here and I'm a lazy ass. Photo's are out of the question because my camera's sick, Im thinking it may have to do with the light sensor's or something. Even though it's on and everything, I'll be snapping blanks till I turn off and on a couple of times before the lens register an image. I'll get around to getting it fix, eventually.
Speaking of which, I have to convert some cash to Brunei currency.
Starsailor's Four To The Floor and Shark Food, and also Snow Patrol's How To Be Dead songs are playing on my player constantly. Love it. Why I've never heard of them sooner? More like, HOW on Earth I missed them?
What else is new? Hmm... Chinese New Year is coming up so that mean insane pricing on just about everything. Maybe this time, I think I've earned myself a new handphone, both financially and deservingly, considering I've been using my aunt's phone for more than a year already...
Check out Pandora if you have time. Pretty good. I'll end this from a snippet from the lyric from Four To The Floor by Starsailor:
