Death

I didn't enjoy Death Note 2 as much as i wanted to, due to the fact that i forgot to bring my glasses along, and that i haven't seen the first Death Note, and that the cinema was bloody cold.

Ohoho!

For the first time, i drove to Mid Valley, and came home unscathed! Marvellous! Way to MidValley is expensive though. I had to pay RM1 for the toll. Then another 1.50 if not mistaken. But paying 2.50 for a nice sprint on Sprint Highway (away from the traffic) is definitely worth it. Sis was teaching me the way yesterday. If i pass Eastin Hotel and take the middle lane, it'll take me to Kerinchi Link then to MidValley! Left lane will take me to Sri Hartamas, and the right Mont Kiara. V. good.

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Ooh. I watched Blood Diamond in MidValley today. V. nice storyline. Kinda freaky actually. Lots of black people running around clad in colourful batik-esque rags. Typical Oscar-nominee film. Serious acting. Thing good about it is that it actually conveys a msg to ppl: why those ppl kill each other like barbarians, etc.

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Next time when inquisitive and trite job-interviewers ask for my positive traits and qualities, i will tell them, "I am Patient." And why is that? Because... I managed to defeat Megaman X8's Inferno stage after being pricked to death 32 times by seemingly endless amounts of spikes. And after each time of being impaled upon spikes, i still carried on playing. Perseverence. That's what it takes. In the end, i won! Wahaha. Haha. Am insane.

Oh. Zero rocks by the way. So cool, red and versatile, with his laser sabre going whoosh whoosh left right and centre, slashing creeps into oblivion. Much better than X's stupid horizontal fly-across-screen buster shots.

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Mum is insane. Sis went out to Rain's concert, so Mum took the opportunity to raid sis's room topsy-turvy and randomly stuffed all her things into shelves.

And now she's checking Sun's (my maid) stuff.

Just warned her not to touch my stuff or i will give her hell (padan muka) and she got really pissed.

Mum loves to go through stuff, and throw away useless/old/underused items. And the uselessness/age/underusage of items are judged by her and we usually find important things missing, and she'll go "I didn't touch anything". Once she threw all my notebooks into the trash and denied doing anything of that sort (so i had to fish it out of the trash bag).She loves to invade our privacy, and that's basically it. She hasn't gone through sis's room for the past 5-6 years, coz last time she did, she donated two of sis's expensive D&G clothing ("i've never seen you wear it") to some creepy girl. And sis gave her hell ("i didn't wear it coz it was too precious and i only wear it on special occasions! u call that girl and tell her i want them back!").

She's just insane. After the notes-in-trash incident, she became smarter. She would throw all my stuff out on the floor, ask me to decide which are useless and tell ME to return everything back to place. Pisses me off like no tomorrow. Dad hates it as well, when he comes home to find his desk all messed up. Mum reorganizes all his bank statements and Astro bills and whatnot into strange folders and it drives him insane. Always triggers this fiery argument. Brr..

When we confront her about invasion of privacy, mum uses 2 v. evil and cunning strategies. When i was young (under 21 yrs old) she would say "Don't talk to me about privacy until you're 21. Until then you're still underage." So fine la. Whatever. But now sis is 23. She caught mum going through her private pictures in her laptop. And mum said "What privacy huh? You dare talk to me about privacy? I tell u everything. Where i keep my money. yada yada yada.." So basically. She will never lose.

Maybe we should hire a locksmith to fix new locks on our doors.

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Btw. Came across this nice Indon/Malay song, called Menghitung Hari. Used to be ultimately famous about a decade ago. When i went to Bernard's the other day, there was a jazz group performing that song. V. nice. Another nice Malay song is Belaian Jiwa, also famous during the 90s. Most malay songs are awful la. But these 2 are exceptions. =)

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Better not let KW know this. 3 of my friends recently got Myvis. And they're the Myvi Boys. LOL.

Drrrriving

Sis showed me the way to KL the other day. Using the Penchala Link near my house, one can reach KL in around 15 mins or so. If am not mistaken. Penchala is a very fast way to KL, but the toll charge is 2 bucks. So she told me to turn right a the traffic light. And keep right all the way and i'll reach a tunnel, then turn left at the 2nd left turning or something. V. confusing.

And the thing is.. I don't like driving alone to unfamiliar places. V. freaky. Like when i drove to the night market on saturday. The place is near Kepong, and i had only vague directions on how to go there. Bleargh. Scared that i might get lost, and that would've been such a bother. The logical way is to look at road signs, but have come to realize that Malaysian roadsigns are placed either too early, or too late (basically they get u lost instead) on the road/highways.

I prefer to have proper directions. I always manage to follow them. Like the complicated ones Ennie (left, right, left, left, go to the end, right @_@) and Yean May (erm. go left. erm. wait right. right! then u u-turn and there'll be a big TV infront of the traffic light) gave me.

-_-"

Crap. Crappeth!

5k-calorie-policy in tatters. Just consumed half a bar of Cadbury's Roast Almond after bashing it on the wall into little pieces.

Also, Ron sent a huge bunch of junk food back from the U.S. Omigosh. The junk food in the U.S. are extreme. Family size. Like the size of a pillow. Yeah, that's how big the bag of cheezy-twists is.

Obviously i do not want to become obese with BMI of 43.676767, which is why am going for body pump later tonight!

Oh btw. Dad bought a vibrator. A workout machine that is supposed to vibrate all your flab into oblivion! Hehe. V. fun to use, but dunno whether it works anot. Will just try 20 mins everyday, and watch the flab disappear just like *finger snapping* that.

Rain!

Damn. Screw the sodding rain.

Went to this pasar malam near Kepong/Desa Park City just now. It began drizzling once i arrived, and it poured elephants and dinosaurs after i bought 6 pieces of kuih talam. !! I darted back to the car and camped there for approx 30 mins, waiting for the rain to subside. But it didn't. It grew heavier. After quite some time, the rain stopped a while. Elated, i hurried back to the night market, only to find it rather empty. No stalls.

No stalls!! Those peddlers are making a living. They're supposed to sell their stuff even in the harshest of weather right? Sighs.

In the end got really fed up, so i drove back in fury, eating kuih talam all the way.

Before going home, i stopped by Jasima to buy sirap bandung. Hehe. :P
Am still hooked. Divine!

Hooked

Went to Devi's Corner the other day, and ordered Sirap Bandung (blah. blogger only has this pink. sirap bandung's pink is a violent shade of artificial pink. more like magenta). And now am hooked. Sirap Bandung rocks. Ooh! There's a Malay pasar malam around my house on Sundays. And they sell sirap bandung! Am gonna go buy! Wakaka!!

Went to gym just now, and after that, i got Stalked!

Stalked by Ennie, the flute girl. Woohaha! Was walking around when she called me.

"Hellooo!! Wei Shiarn r u in 1u? i just saw u! i followed u, then u went down the escalator."

X(

M'gosh!

Am experiencing pain. Went for the hyper sadistic Body Pump class yesterday. God, it was extreme. The instructor, Hin Tong, doesn't seem to have any pain receptors under his skin/ around his muscles or something. Made us do some hardcore barbell exercises, the most torturous one being the squats. Suppose 0 is when you're standing, and 100 is down on a full squat. Had to do 0 - 100 - 0 - 100, holding a barbell on my back, which was all fine and dandy. Then he said "halfway! halfway!" and we had to do 50 - 100 - 50 - 100. Bleugh! My thighs are throbbing like mad. Hurts when i bend them. X(

Am kinda sleepy. Din't sleep v well coz my entire body was aching all over. V. uncomfortable. And when i finally drifted off at 3 am, sis came in to talk to me for a while and i couldn't sleep after that. And after i really slept, i kept having these ridiculous dreams. First part of my dream was that i was driving this really old old old-fashion-looking car. Y'know those supposedly aerodynamic ones shaped like a rugby ball? Datsun type whatever. Red in colour. Belonged to grandma according to my dream. @_@ So i drove and realize i forgot to put on my P stickers and passed by some policemen. I put on some speed to bypass them only to realize my tyres got shot by them. !!

Then i dreamt of my Alchemist. Earlier yesterday i played a round of DotA and i got Alchemist. Was v. pissed coz i managed to buy a divine rapier (+250 dmg. godly) but didn't get to kill anyone. In my dream i was fighting with someone head-on but i was losing. My divine rapier was missing!It ended up in CP's inventory and i must've writhed around in subconscious frustration..

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Paid a visit back to old CHS today. 2 years since i graduated. Man i still miss the food sold in the canteen. The bloody sunway college cafeteria is just terrible. Expensive + disgusting food. V.v. bad.

Mission

Ok I have got a mission. Since am so terribly bored. Am gonna go around eating. Ha! Mum appeared in Flavour's magazine. Along with the magazine came this separate lil booklet that highlighted good places to eat around TTDI, Bandar Utama, Sunway Damansara and Sri Hartamas. V. fascinating. Will go visit those places.

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Hair
Hmm. I kinda regretted cutting my hair short. Bloody Cat! Last time i told her i wanted a new hairstyle and she slashed my hair off. Damn. Now it's taking ages to regrow again.

Pests
Oh my God and fuck. I saw a frickin cockroach in my room yesterday. Those super big fat bigger-than-50-cents-coin ones that look as if they can fly. I was lying complacently on my bed when i heard this funny rustly sound so i peered at the floor, and there it was! All shiny backed, scuttling across my floor. My first reaction was to squash it with my notebook, but before i got to do anything, it disappeared under my bed. I think my room is like some promised land for them pests. Have got bread crumbs and cookie crumbs everywhere. Better not bring any more food in.Nvm. Just asked Sun to vacuum my room and kill that grotesque bug. Ha!

Speaking of pests. I was at my computer the other day, eating a packet of walnut cookies. Then i left to take a shower. Came back to find a lizard inside the packet. Oh my God and fuck! A lizard!! It was trapped inside as the sides of the packet were crumpled, no surface for it to crawl out. So i sealed the cookie packet within a plastic bag and chucked it into the garbage, along with the flailing reptilian. Ha!

Chilli
I cannot fathom why ppl consume cili padi.
It's sadistic!
Mum brought back some butter chicken thingy, and it was scattered with cili padi. Nearly burnt a hole through my tongue. X(

Resolution

Whee. So far, my new year's resolution is going rather well. I've been to the gym 2 times in 3 days and I actually worked out! I haven't spent much money = saving. I've been a wonderful son. I even cooked a wonderful pasta puttanesca. Only tiny teeny-weeny blip is the 5000 calories thing. Y'see. When I put 5000 calories, it was supposed to be a joke. Because one only needs 2000 to survive, or even less. But omg omg. I think I consumed like ten thousand calories' worth of food. Food I devoured today:

Assortment of fried wantans, prawn balls, fish balls, sotong (!) balls etc.

1 plate of salmon salad with smoked salmon and capsicum.

1 large bowl of fried rice + slice of cheese.

3 cubes of fried tempe bean thingy.

Approx. 1.5 litre of coconut water.

2 glasses of orange juice (made with orange and maple syrup. Mum made it. Has this awful bitter aftertaste of maple syrup).

2 cups of green tea jelly + aloe vera.

Some papaya.

A few grapes.

A piece of fish paste stuff within bitter gourd (a.k.a. yoong tat tau foo).

My god. So bloody much. @_@
Have got to cut down on food consumption or will end up having heart attack/ BMI of 43.6767689/ diabetes or similar.


Anyway when I went to Monash the other day with Danny, I sold 2 of my CIMP books. Hehe. I first went to Scavvy's IB (! God. He teaches IB. So v. wrong.) class. And his class is frickin cheapskate man. I offered the IB textbook for 50 bucks but they just stared at me like goldfishes. 0_0 like this. And finally one said 30 and so I buggered off. Scavvy told me my marketing speech just din't cut it and I had to work on it. Shudda said something like:

Hey everyone. I am here to sell my textbook for 50 bucks. I checked at the bookstore and the first-hand book price is 99.90! That’s a total rip-off! My book is 50% off! That’s a bargain. Imagine all the stuff u can buy with the 50 bucks saved eh? So invest in my book today! And you'll be helping the needy and god will bless u and u will go to heaven.

All confident and enthusiastic. Bet someone would've bought it. Anyway I sold it @ 40 in Yvonne Woi's class. I also sold my other World Issues (first hand) textbook to an Arabian girl in Scavvy's World Issues class. So I made 100 bucks for it. Ain't that awesome. Best part is that I get to keep the cash. Parents do not need to know about this, as well as the 500 bucks deposit that i will get in 3 weeks time =)

Yay

Am ecstatic!

Monash's offer letter came yesterday, rather untimely, as it arrived right after i paid a visit to Monash campus w/ Danny to ask about our offer. The offer letter was comprised of a bunch of forms and stuff to be filled in, as well as some guidebooks. Have got to attend some orientation stuff, an English test, and a course briefing.

After bugging a most irritated woman at Monash ("you all have nothing better to do, hor?"), we ("yeah. it's the holidays") met up with KW and Yeah Man, and went to 1U for a movie. Watched Sinking of Japan and it was disastrous. Just boom! boom! earthquake! tsunami! splash! V. unrealistic. I actually fell asleep for a little while during the show, so did Danny. Yeah Man thinks it's v. good though. She was tearing during some soppy lovey-dovey scene, with me going "c'mon u gotta be kidding.."

Alcohol

Went to this place in CenterPoint Bandar Utama friday night.

Conclusion 1: Heineken is grotesque. Bleargh! Sis and Ron ordered this 5 bottles. And trying to act sophisticated, i took a large glug and.. Whew. Mind-blowing. In the negative sense of course. Poisonous. Told them i couldn't stand the bizarre taste of heineken, so sis ordered me something else.

Conclusion 2: Baileys is divine! Whee. Hehe. It came with a cherry. V. nice. Tasted like ice-cream soda. Much better than beer. Much more expensive than beer though X(
Anyways. My alcohol tolerance is v.v. low. I was kinda @_@ there, so i kept stuffing myself with Thai fish cake.

Conclusion 3: Bernard's Nasi Lemak is goddamn spicy. Whew. Piping hot. So spicy until even my eyebags sweated in agony.

My Resolute Resolutions!

I will NOT:

Consume more than 5000 calories a day (and that's a start).

Waste money on: difficult video games which will never come to complete; expensive yet awful food (e.g. La Gourmet House Folded Pizza); ugly haircuts; unclear pirated DVDs; etc..

Spend more than monthly allowance.

Study last minute for tests and quizzes but prepare 2 months earlier.

Bitch about anyone behind their backs, but be positive about everyone.

Stay glued to the computer all day, but engage self in healthy character-building activities e.g. sports, art, religion.

Be neurotic/ paranoid/ pessimistic/ cynical/ a dickhead etc..

Be rebellious.


I WILL:

Consume no more than 5000 calories a day.

Reduce weight by 10 kgs and build muscle to resemble rock golem or similar.

Purge room of all extraneous matter (including all SPM books).

Donate all clothes which have not worn for two years or more to the needy.

Spare a percentage of allowance to charity each month.

Save up money in form of savings.

Be more confident/ assertive/ optimistic etc...

Make better use of time. Time is money.

Be kinder and help others more.

Cook more, in manner of Michelin Star cook/ cordon bleu or similar.

Arggrrr!

Woke up this morning and first thing i did was interrogate my maid about my Monash letter. She was rather quizzical initially, then she said, "Oh. Tu letter.. Dalam bilik atas meja." So i flew back to my room, positively writhing with anticipation, until i saw the envelope. T'was from Sunway that i received months ago containing some crap brochures. Argggrr!! Couldn't believe it! In the end i managed to get through Monash and the telephonist told me my application was still being "processed", whatever that is. Dammit! Just read Joseph's blog and he's got it too!

Anyway. Just came back from the gym. Determined to visit whenever i can. Must not let my body deteriorate into pudding-jelly-mixed-with-taufoofah flabbiness. I went for this cycling class called Freestyler. The instructor was this stick thin Indian/Sri Lankan/Brazillian. He cycles frickin fast man. The cycling was kinda fun (coz i got to adjust the resistance myself :D) but the seat.. God. The seat of the little spindly bicycle was this distorted triangle shape, and was rock hard. I think i cracked my balls on them. So uncomfy. Bleh.

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Gosh. It's the 2007 already. On New Year's Day 1Utama set off a steam of fireworks in the sky, which was visible from my house (hehe. good to live nearby)! Anyway the 10 minutes display wasn't all that impressive. The 2005 New Year fireworks were spectacular, with various colours and even heart-shaped explosions! Wooo.

Just came back from Central Market KL coz Ron wanted to go there to get some souvenirs for his U.S. friends. I like the Pasar Seni. It's so artsy. The shops are quaint and some have this mysterious gypsy woody feel about them. Absolutely thrilling. There was this shop selling only shells. Chandeliers made of shells, huge heavy (original, the shop lady said) shells for decorations, curtains made of shells, these collages of shells. All shells. Very funky.

Antique stores came in abundance, approximately every 5 steps can get you to one antique store loaded with furniture, ornamental and elaborately carved wooden sticks, strange masks... whatever. Some of them are loaded with intricate pieces jewelry and Sis was going wild. But those merchants in the building... Aihz.. Rips people off like no tomorrow. Basically daylight robbery. Dad was trying to haggle with them, telling them that we are not foreigners so they don't have to rip us off. LoL.

So after a while, Dad led us to yet another antique store named "Precious". And it turned out to be a Nyonya restaurant! Fascinating. They had beautiful coloured-glass doors, many Buddha-like statues, strange signs on the walls and loads of pottery displayed on walls. Quite a nice change to be dining in such a restaurant. S'like going back 50 years in time. Dad reckons the doors were made more than a century ago. So we had this petai-belacan-sotong(!) , sambal kangkung thing, a crispy-skinned tofu, and chicken rendang. Food was delicious. The coconut-milk rice was bluish in colour. Anyway am not really enthusiastic about Nyonya food. There's so much santan in them. But the ones in Precious are good. =)

Anyway....! Am majorly pissed. I still haven't received my Monash offer letter. Dammit. Wingie already got his. Yoong-tart said "everyone" he knew had already received theirs. !!! Arghh!! And i registered earlier than Wingie. Crap ass lousy Monash woman. Am so definitely qualified. I bet they did some half-assed job and messed up application! Hmm.. Let's hope Mr Postman brings me some good news tomorrow morning.