Listening to: Go Faster, Propellerheads
Thinking of:

The irony of this song was I was thinking of writing regarding being stuck in the realm of where all vehicles move at snails pace... i.e In traffic jams. I wonder if future generations would identify our culture and period of civilization with traffic jams and how our inefficient selfs would sit and idle in our idling vehicles. Motorcyclists do not apply... Sometime methinks they exist only to dampen the spirits of those stuck on four wheels in traffic.

Anyway, while being engulfed in a mass of bodies and stuck in traffic, a thump on my left hand side kinda broke the circle of what was a monotonous dream of bunnies scampering off into the countryside (Don't ask!). So yeah... then as soon as I turned my head to the side of the thump, so my wing mirror was slightly pushed, no biggie... Just retract and redeploy them. It occured to me that perhaps people in relation to nature and on their manmade machines do actually portray nature in its primitive and carnal nature. Well, some things anyway... Motorcycles were like a freakin' swarm of bees! Patriotic ones... with flags! (Oh, today is Malaysia's independence day)

So urrr.. I suppose its fair to wish this country a great year ahead (last year, 8% growth) and well... yeah!

Listening to: What you think about, St. Germain
Thinking of:

I supposed the break was longer than expected. Not that I've got much to write now... Sigh, have also been putting off changing the layout of the blog for ages. Don't know if I should just do mild changes to the current version or just go for a total change.

I get this strange feeling that I'm stuck somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Neither here nor there... I suppose there are loads to do, only if I could find the effort to do it. My life has been wrapped around family and the dog these couple of days, along with the notion of travelling around a little and doing silly things. I wonder if I should start riding once again and to find a group of friends into the off road thingy. Preferably, someone I can keep up with... Hehehe... I'm crap!

Objectives this holiday not yet met... To head to Singapore... I've got to think of a time to head down for the first time in years. To go to Melaka next week? Should I? Have I turned sort of anti social? Brief sight of clarity in the midst of confusion... Aaarrrgghhh.

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-On a Short Break-

Listening to: Heartstrings, Secret Garden
Thinking of:

I feel subdued, almost devoid of any emotion, almost without any sense of wanting or motivation. Its as if, I'm stuck in a position between being alive and mere existence. I don't know what happened or how it turned this way.


I'm sorry...

Listening to: Let Her Cry, Hootie and the Blowfish
Thinking of:

She sits alone by a lamppost
trying to find a thought that's escaped her mind
She says Dad's the one I love the most
but Stipe's not far behind
She never lets me in
only tell me where's she's been
when she's had too much to drink
I say that I don't care I just run my hands
through her dark hair and I pray to God
you gotta help me fly away
And just:
Let her cry:if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing:if it eases all her pain
Let her go:let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be:let her be.
This morning I woke up alone
found a note by the phone
saying maybe I'll be back some day
I wanted to look for you
You walked in I didn't know just what to do
so I sat back down had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
[Chorus]
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Last nite I tried to leave
She cried so much I just
could not believe
she was the same girl I
fell in love with long ago
She went in the back to
get high
I sat down on my couch
and cried
yelling oh mama please
help me
won't you hold my hand.
[Chorus]
[Chorus]


Haven't heard this in ages... was running through a stack of cds at home and found the song. What happened to Hootie and the Blowfish anyway?!

Listening to: One Sweet Day, Mariah Carrey and Boyz II Men
Thinking of:



-The sparrow screams crucify me, crucify me! The eagle has an easy lunch-

Listening to: Nothing, believe it or not...
Thinking of:

Just flipping through a friend's photo album and suddenly I realise I've not been able to take any good shots of people. Somehow I'm not able to find that inclination or ability or flare to actually take shots of people. Then again, when I used to paint, I can never paint people... too complicated, too many expressions. I'm kinda useless when it comes to people.

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Hence commences the countdown to leave the university as an undergraduate... The next time I update this would be from the other side of the world, in a warmer tropical climate and hopefully not severely jetlagged.

Things to do back home
a) Cut hair
b) Dentist
c) Passport renewal
d) Visa Application
e) Walk with my buddy, Barkley!
f) Get fit
g) Hang out with ol' college buddies before some of them zip back to medic school
h) Watch urrr... Catwoman with M.Lee
i) Find Jules
j) Gonna go to Penang for some camp thingy mom signed me up for

The list goes on... Things which are obvious and aren't there are like eating.

I'm bored

Anyway, reading some Malaysian news... Ducks at Perak (a state) farm disease free.
What about those on university grounds, have they tested those ducks? Are they disease free? What about those geese? I swear they've lost their mind with all the squacking and barking while chasing little kids wanting food... Zombie geese? Oh well...

Anyway, for amusements sake... These are a couple of pick up lines that made me chuckle and a in the face reminder that NO ONE, absolutely no one should ever try using them.

Baby did you fart, 'cause you blow me away!
If you were a booger I'd pick you first
Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?
Excuse me... do you speak Klingon?

But of course, there are some which are not too bad and if some ya might wanna try them and let me know the results... That'll be excellent.

Giant polar bear (What?) It broke the ice.
Has anyone ever told you that you have Scandinavian hands? (Uh, no.) No, of
course not, that would be an incredibly stupid thing to say, wouldn't it?

Did I mention I was bored?

Listening to:
Thinking of:

Charming smile, alluring eyes and intelligence... Definitely Sexy!

I remember talking to 2 friends the other day about what defines sexy... Well, it started off as an innocent conversation while munching on some sandwiches outside Marks and Spencer. Then something about a hijab appeared... and then it got to the lady's eyes and all. Next it was what was sexy? Is it a naked woman with a decent face and large knockers baring it all? Or was something covered up or roughly covered up sexy? Lingerie sexier than full nudity? We got to a point where we agreed that sexiness is something the imagination seeks and having full nudity in front of us, somehow takes away the alluring nature of sexiness. Hence the notion of mini skirts in the 80s and a return this couple of years define the term sexy.

Yet, I find intelligence sexy... and a smile! But thats a charmer that one... Besides, being sexy after all is all in the mind, no? Oh btw... massive knockers on a tiny body (especially if it's fake)? Too (mind the pun) over the top. Sigh, but really... end of the day... it really is the person.

Listening to: Somewhere Out There, Linda Ronstadt and James Ingram
Thinking of:

Listening to this song, I can't help but to think of a friend who passed on early in life. It was his favorite song...

Oil prices soaring, the need for black gold intensifies and the blame placed on growing economies and the quickly expanding population of the new rich. Should OPEC allow an increase in production to ease the sky rocketing prices?

When some progress takes place in a part of the world contributing to this sudden increase, this in turn gives a blow to the rest of the world resulting in sudden increase in production, operating costs... Resulting in increasing prices of other material goods to the general public, reducing sale and hence, retards growth or maybe even resulting in a negative growth.

However, to be blamed are also oil companies themselves. Since switching to lean production methods, eliminating buffer stock to its absolute minimum, a sharp spike in demand would send shockwaves through the industry resulting in a haphazard method of resolving the situation. Doesn't help as well that Yukos, is hit by a tax bill of 3.4 billion dollars and may have to cut production in order to pay the bill. Civil unrest in Nigeria and strikes in Venezuela... no help there. A revision to Shell's oil reserves also threatening

However, all of that said... I'm sorry to say that America has a big portion of the blame for not releasing enough oil reserves as well as the lack of efficient automotive technology (think gigantic SUVs with 6 liter engines, consuming fuel like there is no tomorrow). A civilization that consists of 293 million as compared the world population of 6.3 billion people consuming 45% of the crude oil resources. Causing 33% of the quantity of carbon dioxide released into the atmosphere, while relieving most of the world from its natural resources like a giant ogre with a perpetual voracious appetite.

I was just thinking as well about the lottery a minute ago... The chances of winning the money is so small, its negligible in most cases... However someone has to win it somehow. Could it be me? Hahaha... not unless I actually buy a ticket. Oh well, cest la vie...

Listening to: Prayer for the Dying, Seal
Thinking of:

"Happiness: a good bank account, a good cook and a good digestion."
Jean Jacques Rousseau (1712 - 1778)

Well, at the moment I have only 1 of 3... A good digestion.
Out of sight, out of mind

Listening to:
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Proverbs 1

20 Wisdom calls aloud in the street,
she raises her voice in the public squares;
21 at the head of the noisy streets [3] she cries out,
in the gateways of the city she makes her speech:

22 "How long will you simple ones love your simple ways?
How long will mockers delight in mockery
and fools hate knowledge?
23 If you had responded to my rebuke,
I would have poured out my heart to you
and made my thoughts known to you.
24 But since you rejected me when I called
and no one gave heed when I stretched out my hand,
25 since you ignored all my advice
and would not accept my rebuke,
26 I in turn will laugh at your disaster;
I will mock when calamity overtakes you-
27 when calamity overtakes you like a storm,
when disaster sweeps over you like a whirlwind,
when distress and trouble overwhelm you.

28 "Then they will call to me but I will not answer;
they will look for me but will not find me.
29 Since they hated knowledge
and did not choose to fear the LORD ,
30 since they would not accept my advice
and spurned my rebuke,
31 they will eat the fruit of their ways
and be filled with the fruit of their schemes.
32 For the waywardness of the simple will kill them,
and the complacency of fools will destroy them;
33 but whoever listens to me will live in safety
and be at ease, without fear of harm."



Too simple minded for wisdom...

Listening to:
Thinking of:

Just a minute ago, I was torn between writing about the obsession sportsmen and women with their equipment (sporting equipment that is, whatever the sport) or the crazies that roam the campus.

I've decided to go with the sports... or I'll just end up talking about myself again.

Playing badminton today, I realized how players of all ages and ability would take pride in the racquets, shoes and heck, bags that they use. So Mr. Cheapo Joe's might boast of his 110 pound Probex 2000 or something like that, but then the question arises if Cheapo is as good as his Probex racquet which supposedly increases power by some sort of funny construction. In the mortal words of a dear friend, "Ah well, sometimes power can be a great substitute for technique."

Anyway, this trend isn't just within the badminton court, footballers would compare shoes and shin guards, some even socks. Cyclists on the other hand I believe have a more valid reason (besides comparing the pink and orange lycra cycling jerseys or cycling shorts, tight but not quite sexy). I remember the cycling buddies I had would be happy parading their Flack new fangled carbon frame with some funny feature that makes riding a heck of a lot easier or the new deraileur that he HAD to buy. I suppose, its pretty much up to the person. However, once again... we come back to the point, does the equipment really define the way you ride or play? I supposed yes, I did play better with the expensive 110 pound racquet as compared to the El Cheapo minus 7000 which had strings the tension of loose cable and a frame the weight of an elephant. But only thats because one is the cream and the other, well... I have to say, is plain sh*t.

I personally am not discounted from this issue altogether, admittedly when I purchased my primary mountain bike, I wanted to get the best I could... I mean with a 15 year old's yearly savings, there is no way you can get that funky carbon frame with titanium meshing with top of the line components along with that oh so cool front suspension fork (loads of street cred there). But I had my bike for a couple of years and true, some parts have changed, only because of wear and tear and a couple of accidents. I still lust after a good racer and a couple of bits and bobs, but y'know... I know they'd be way too good for me and my performance wouldn't warrant the thousands spent on it... (The frame itself is only 1.2kg, imagine that)

Somehow, the more I think looking at the sports I play... Volleyball is the only one that people don't seem to lust after much new stuff, except that cool ball which doesn't hurt.

Think I should have talked about crazies...

Listening to: Take 5, As played by Tito Puente
Thinking of:

Have decided in the interest of health and because I don't feel like it, I'll just have apples for dinner. Let me explain... After a little outing to Coventry, of which I consumed a lunch portion of 3 people, think a minted lamb burger and then followed by a Sunday roast with a glass of red wine and double pimms and lemonade, I think I've had more than enough than my share of 2000 calories or in any case, my stomach is well, not on the verge but pretty full (isn't that scary, I still could have fit an extra helping or 2 of dessert). Ah well, cest la vie... besides, I kinda like eating apples anyway.

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-thanks to creators.com and Johnny Heart, BC comics-

Listening to: Violin Concerto in D, Sibelius
Thinking of:


Spent most of the day online and the rest of it out at Birmingham... No offence to the bunch of them but I was dulled out of my wits. For one, I can hardly speak to one and the others, well... Today I just can't be bothered. I've lost all ability to conduct a vaguely intelligent conversation and whatever I mutter is either juvenile or utter rubbish.

I suppose I could talk about the effect of Chernobyl on Russia's current population and the environment of which it used to occupy. But nah... would it make any sense? Probably not and chances are will be filled my assumptions on my behalf, not much intelligence.

I suppose I am in a rather foul mood at the moment, having to postpone my flight by 2 days doesn't help and I've got to admit it, I'm looking forward to going home and having parents take care of me for a while and to be able to hide away from problems that have been plaguing my mental being for the past week or so. I also have to bear 2 extra days without a decent hot dinner because all my stuff is nicely packed and placed in storage at the moment. Oven dinners and microwave dinners, uggghh... I wonder how some people can live their entire student lives on them or worse still, tinned food.

Screw it, I'm gonna write little notes reminding me of what I have to do and then head to bed. Feeling grumpy at the same time...