tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94997922011-04-22T04:50:12.871+08:00The joy of having no wings.no-wingnoreply@blogger.comBlogger211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-88166099916496648982008-06-05T03:44:00.003+08:002008-06-05T04:41:45.095+08:00

And I'm back from the two-and-a-half year hiatus since my last post. I've cleaned up a lot of my older posts, written when I had too little blogger wisdom and too much Maddox.It is with heavy heart that I revive this little piece of cyberspace. Truly, if there wasn't an event so big that I have to write it with such urgency at this late hour, otherwise my chest might explode from all that pent-up

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1131208581731005592005-11-05T23:59:00.000+08:002005-11-06T00:36:21.776+08:00

Wow, how time flies. November 5th is the last day I'm going to be 19. So anyway,10.00am: Woke up10.01am - 11.59pm: Played We Love KatamariHappy birthday to me.

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This afternoon I had lunch at KFC. Upon tearing apart the skin from a piece of chicken, I saw...BallsWell they might not be rooster jewels, but they certainly were scary to think that I nearly ate these.... balls. They're of a bright yellow and somewhat soya bean-shaped.I didn't pay attention to them until I finished my meal when it struck me that they could be some cancerous growth or just...

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1129732947278683702005-10-19T22:42:00.000+08:002005-10-19T22:44:12.070+08:00

Phew, after a five-day fever bout I'm finally fine again. Thank God (whichever) for health.Friday: I was supposed to pack up and go home on Thursday night, but I got lazy. We went out for The Myth. The show was at 11.55pm and we've already gotten our tickets by 10.30. We headed over to the arcade and naturally, I go for the dance machine. Pump it Up Exceed 2 was very kickass. That left half of my

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1129715422495574332005-10-19T17:41:00.000+08:002005-10-19T17:52:26.206+08:00

from budi.Your Brain's PatternYou have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.What Pattern Is Your Brain?

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1129046858121794312005-10-12T15:02:00.000+08:002005-10-12T00:09:38.063+08:00

Random pics that I took at random places. Again, photo quality is bad because hey, it's just a damn camera phone.THat ice cube was hanging on the edge of the can for a while. It fell the moment just as I took the picture.Taken in front of a lift in my university. Yes, university.Lift messages say the darndest things.My shadow. Was wearing my favorite pair of pants.Uhum. No comment. The single

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1126893741372134722005-09-17T17:02:00.000+08:002005-09-17T02:15:38.880+08:00

Pretty much means 'getting Final Fantasy 7: Advent Children spoiled to you.'Friend A: You know? Sephiroth in AC was *spoilerspoilerspoiler*!!Friend B: Yeah, and Tifa *spoilerspoilerspoiler*!!Me: Uh, I'm going out for a walk, call me when you're done with the AC discussion. You know, I haven't watched it.Friend B: But I like giving out spoilers!Me: And I like causing grievous pain to people who

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1121631752863083642005-07-18T19:27:00.000+08:002005-07-18T04:22:32.870+08:00

There weren't many books where I could finish in one sitting - usually one would take me about a week, some - like Les Miserables or Pride and Prejudice - never got finished after trying several times. I could recall each of those books where I spent one single night going through them.The first one was four years ago, when I borrowed Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by J.K. Rowling from

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1119986470293254102005-06-29T18:20:00.000+08:002005-06-29T03:22:19.543+08:00

I mentioned about the shortcut to school in my last entry. Recently, the management seemed to have tightened the security around the fence. Considering that the guards there don't have anything to do, I suppose they'll have some fun yelling at students trying to take the shortcut.So one hot afternoon while I was getting back from classes, to take a quick break before going back an hour later.

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1119638252360064252005-06-25T17:35:00.000+08:002005-06-25T02:37:32.376+08:00

S'been two weeks since I wrote my last entry. What has happened? Hell lot. It would be easier for me if I wrote it in several entries over the past two weeks, but I was (1) busy and (2) lazy as usual.First of all, I started my second year of university. It just feels good being back in school again, though I was pretty swamped in just my first week. I'll get to that later.Anyway, my hostel

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1117727768591468212005-06-03T14:55:00.000+08:002005-06-03T00:12:46.556+08:00

I think I'm getting old.From the producers of Shark Tale and Shrek, I should've known what to expect from Madagascar. Slapstick. Lots of them. When Alex the Lion gets happy in Madagascar, he doesn't just throw his arms up and shout 'Yippee!". Alex would throw his hands up, shout "Yippee!", hop up to the highest rock, does an en pointe, rolls down, splashes into a pool and making the nearby

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1117132342697275352005-05-27T17:30:00.000+08:002005-05-27T02:32:22.710+08:00

And so I caught a cold... sigh, I guess that's for staying in an air-conditioned place for 16 hours for the Saviors of Kamigawa prerelease. But it was fun as hell. Still, not worth the sickness.The prerelease probably didn't do much as I felt OK the next two days (incubation?). Yesterday me and ping ping wentto watch Star Wars Episode 3 at KLCC and hanged around at Kinokuniya after that. That

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1114919594880243202005-05-03T14:33:00.000+08:002005-05-03T02:06:55.216+08:00

Behold, true terror.Well, true terror for an O2Jam player. This is the note chart for one of the latest songs on the server, 'Gaussian Blur'. The level ratings on all three difficulty levels are 21, 33 and 50 respectively. At level 50, this makes it the hardest song in the whole game (hardest song ever?). The second hardest song is tied between 'Red Sign' and 'Identity', both at level 34. I

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1114800997080423722005-04-30T17:55:00.000+08:002005-05-03T02:29:21.766+08:00

That ought to teach me to check the dictionary before agreeing to draw a 'phalanx' for someone.

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This afternoon I ate what could probably be the bext icecream in my life.The icecream truck came at about 1pm. I have quite a craving for sweetcorn icecream but the truck was out of sweetcorn icecream. So the icecream man gave me something like two scoops of yam + chocolate +... something. I think it was vanilla. Gossakes, the three flavors blended together very well, and there was a load of

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1114186579104409942005-04-23T15:15:00.000+08:002005-04-23T00:16:19.103+08:00

Evolution is a lie. We should have evolved out of wisdom teeth and leg hair.

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1113927527852075992005-04-20T14:50:00.000+08:002005-04-20T00:18:47.853+08:00

Went out to Sunway Pyramid with my sister today. She's also having her holidays now, after graduating from the matriculation course. So anyway, after having our brunch at Long John Silver's we split up because she planned to meet up with her college friends, which I have no part in.The biggest joy I find in a shoppin center would be its arcade. So I followed the signboard saying 'Playworks'. '

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1112918734654595762005-04-08T23:06:00.000+08:002005-04-08T08:05:34.656+08:00

Ah, just came back from a morning jog. I can't remember when was the last time I morning-jogged, probably back when I need to tuck in my shirt when in school. It was... tiring, to say the least. Now my legs hurt as well as my arms (from the pushups I did earlier). The morning air was good though, except at the two rubbish dumps I passed. Well, at least better than the stuffy air in my room. Gotta

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1112839020089926022005-04-07T09:55:00.000+08:002005-04-07T09:57:00.090+08:00

Whew, took me quite some time to update the blog because my life has been pretty messed up the last few days, been sleeping a lot because I was... tired, what else?Anyway, just finshed the two easier papers, Moral & Ethics and Computer Modelling. Actually I won't say that they're simple, more like 'stupid'. Here's an actual question from the Moral paper, verbatim:The person will feel lost, abused

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1112668379043763292005-04-06T01:33:00.000+08:002005-04-05T10:32:59.046+08:00

Just now I received a call from McDonald's regarding the complaint I made some time ago, probably more than a month. I'm glad that they took some action, or at least take care of their customers.What happened: One night I was at the McDonald's behind Kota Raya, taking my dinner, when this guy came straight to me and asked me for money in a rather threatening way. Needless to say I was pretty

no-wingnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9499792.post-1102404159174913162004-12-08T07:21:00.000+08:002004-12-07T15:22:39.173+08:00

OK.... so I got my blogspot account. Isn't that cool? *shrugs* ... I'll think of more things to write.

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