Futile Effort

Thinking Back, I've Never Put So Much Effort Into Studying Before An Exam Since PMR. But Now I Wonder Am I Really Studying Purely For The Sake Of Scoring Well In An Exam? Or Am I Doing This Because There Is Something That I Will Gain From Scoring Well?

That Aside, Sometimes I Feel Like I'm Being Involved In The Drama Of Others. It's Like, I'm Doing This To Spice Up The Experience Of Others.

Yesterday Night Was A Horrid Night For Me. And Suddenly This Need For Inner Reflection Struck Me Like Lighting To A Lightning Rod.

Adieu To Y'all. I Shall Sink Into The Darkness Of My Own Soul Until I Know What The Hell I'm Really Doing.

Self-Obsessive Bastards Of Facebook

I Remember There Was Once A Video By A Girl From Hong Kong Complaining About How Bad The English Is There. And Boy Had She The GUTS To Post Such A Video, Because Her English Isn't Exactly Doing Herself Much Justice. I Wonder If There Are Other People Besides The Uploader Who Actually Watched The Vid Until The Very End, Because, Frankly, The Moment She Said She Was Gonna Talk In English I Was Like "Oh My Goodness, NO, THE ACCECNT!" And She Went On And On, Thinking That By Having An Accent It Justifies Her Horrible Command OF The Language. Utter Disgrace, I'd Say.

Then Comes This Next Guy (And I'm Guessing He's A Fellow Malaysian) Who Can't Seem To Take It And Posted A Video Himself, Correcting Her Flaws. At First I Thought "Okay, If He Dared Do This, He Might Just Do The Language Some Honour" But Again I Was Left Dissatisfied, Proven Wrong Again Like An Expired Cake Straight To The Face.

Seriously, WHAT THE FUCKING SHITTY HELL, MAN!!! IF Y'ALL DON'T FUCKING HAVE A FUCKING GOOD COMMAND OF THE LANGUAGE (English Or Any Other) THEN DON'T FUCKING POST THE VIDEO WHERE EVERYONE CAN FUCKING WATCH, BECAUSE THEY'D SURELY DECIDE TO JOIN ME AND PISS AND CRAP ON YOUR FACE AFTER SEEING WHAT A FUCKING WANNABE YOU FUCKING ARE!!!

Know Your Place People, Please. You Don't Want A Real Native Speaker Badmouthing The Whole Country Because Of A Single Wannabe. So Before They Decide To Step In And Put Us In Our Place, It's Probably Better That Someone Local Does It First.

Phew. After All That Cramming Of 'Information And How It Is Processed' Into My Poor Brain, I Figured This Was A Golden Opportunity To Let Off Some Steam. Damn Cognitive Psychology For Giving Me An Entire Night Of Headache.

Now That I'm Calm And Cool, Time To Continue 'Studying'. Which Reminds Me:

Studying = Student + Dying

I Take No Credit For This Equation. Just Sharing Something Interesting I Saw.

Until Next Time, Adieu To Y'all

Stifled

Heat Is, Ugh... I Step Into The Shower Without The Heater On And I Get Close To Boiling Water On Me. I Then Step Out Without Drying My Body, Putting On Only My Dangerously Loose Shorts And Turn The Fans To The Highest Possible Speed, And To My Dismay, The Water Does Not Get Evaporated Quickly Enough And Was Mixed With Sweat.

Seriously. Some Innovator From This Country Should Really Come Up With A Water Cooler To Be Integrated Into The Shower's Heater. Or I'd Be Steamed Like Char Siew Buns Every Time I Step Into The Bathroom Hoping To Cool Myself.

And I've Just Discovered Something Amazing From Pizza Hut. Extra Cheese On A Pizza Is Like Increasing The Filling Effect Of The Food By At Least 50%. Tried It Last Thursday With The PY Bunch, And 3 Slices Of It Lasted 8 Whole Hours. That's Right, 3 Slices For 8 Hours. 1/2 The Usual Amount For Twice The Usual Duration. Creepy Stuff...

There's More To Say, But, Again I'll Blame The Heat For Vapourizing Everything Away.

So Yeah, Until Next Time, Adieu To Y'all.

Ian Chee And Philosophy

I Think I Just Said Something Smart A While Back. Which Was, To All Of Y'all Who, Unlike Me, Believe In Destiny:

Let The Threads Of Destiny Weave It's Own Path. Your Questions Will Be Answered Soon Enough.

Sounds Cheap But Something About It Kinda Resonates With Me. Aside From The Fact That I Came Up With It Of Course.

Much Has Happened Since The Last Post But You Must Forgive My Slothfulness, For I've Not Really Been Myself Too Lately. I Say Things I Never Usually Say And Do Things I Never Usually Do. Which Sucks. And Have Realized That I Am Now In A Very Unique Dilemma. Strictly Unique To Me, This I Can Confidently Say.

PC Fair Was Okay. Deborah Got Her New Lappy And Maggie Got Extra Business Thanks To That. I Myself Got A Razer Dog-Tag And Wristband. Don't Know If It Was Really Worth The Wait, For I've Been Rotting IN KLCC For Close To 7 Hours Just For That.

The 'Job Fair' At Midvalley Was Not What I Expected In A Way. What Was Expected, And Was True On That Day, However Was That Many Of The Major Companies Either Don't take Interns Or Don't Take In Psychology Degree Holders.

And The Day Before Yesterday Was The Worst Incident Of Insomnia That Ever Happened To Me In Kampar History. Well, What More Can I Say, Given The Dilemma That Precedes It?

Adieu To Y'all. Today UTAR Makes Us Fight To The Death For The Sake Of Getting Bloody Timetables.

In Uncertainty

I Am So Gonna Be A Bad Boss. Because When Things Don't Go As Planned Due To Unforseen Circumstances, I End Up Going On A Random Headhunt. And I Don't Pick Victims If That Happens.

First Off:
FUCK #*@% KTMB For 'Not Running On Weekends'!!! What The Fuck!? What Kind Of Moronic Excuse Is That!? And You're Supposed To Be Public Transport? Is It Really That Much Harder To Drive A Train Than A Bus? I Swear If There Was Enough Space For A Third Car Back Home I'd Give Mom's New Myvi The Greenlight. No Wonder Malaysians Choose To Pollute. Because Fucking Public Transport Is Neither Efficient Nor Convenient Enough.

Fine. So You Have Staff That's Being A Lazy Red-Arsed Baboon That Told Me That. Then What? You Keep That Kind Of Arse And Not Think Of Firing Or DEEP FRYING His Sorry Arse!?

Secondly:
My Sincerest Condolences To Benjamin And Deborah Because The Former's Hostel Roof Was Blown Off My Strong Winds, Flooding His Entire Room (Including Laptop) While The Latter's Laptop Died For No Apparent Reason. I'd Join You Both In Getting A Brand New, Powerful ASUS, But My Current Acer's Barely A Year Old, So Unless It Went KABLOOM With Smokes, I Won't Likely Be Replacing It At Least Until Industrial Training.

Thirdly:
Oh Finals. Here You Are Again. So What You Want This Time, Huh? My Head? Wasn't My Neck Enough? I'm Barely Alive Now.

Oh Well, An Equivalent To FML That I've Come To Really Like: Sucks To Be Me. Hell, It Sucks To Be Anyone Except Your Dream Self. My Dream Self. And My Dream Self Isn't Mortal. Then Again, Who'd Dream Of Being A Mere Mortal?

Adieu To Y'all. Much Rushing To The Surface, Much More To Dig And Expose.

Meant To Be Forgotten

Yes. Some Memories Are Meant To Be Forgotten.

In Saying That, I've Thrown My Past Away. My Life Began When I Was 18. The 17 Yeas Before Don't Exist Within My Memory. Why? Because A Rotten Fish Has Plagued The Entire Pond.

I'm Thankful That The Sweet And Memorable Bits And Pieces Are Coming Back, But As I Said, Some Memories Are Meant To Be Forgotten, For Remembering Them Only Brings Bitterness To An Already Harsh Life. Something I Can Definitely Do Without, And Without A Doubt I Want To Be Without.

I'm Glad To A Extent That Some Of These Bitter Memories Stopped Trying To Get Back To Me, But Sometimes I Wonder, Would It Be Better To Remain Cautious And Risk Paranoia, Or Would It Be Better To Simply Forgive And Risk Repeating The Same Mistake A Second Time?

And As Usual, When I Need To Decide, I'll Just Simply Decide To Put It Off For Later.

Adieu To Y'all. Such Is The Complexity Of The Most Overrated Being In Existence.

Again 1/2 Past Dead.

Well, As Mentioned, The 19 Gang Came To My Kampar Home. So That's Why, People, If You're Wondering Where The Heck I've Been The Whole Of Thursday And Why I Turn Down Your Gaming Offers.

Having Them Here Is Always A Blast, No Matter What The Reason. So Happens That The Reason They're Here Is To Celebrate Siew Wan's Birthday. A One Day Affair, And Almost Tradition, That Her Birthday Is Always The Most Extreme One.

Speaking Of Her, Well, The Name Alone Is Almost Taboo To Me Already But Since She's Getting The Fuck Out Of 53 Soon, Let Me Just Review My Life Experience With Such A Person Around Me.

So What's It Like To Be An Unhealthily Realistic Person And To Have An Obnoxiously Narcissistic Person In Your Life? God, The Torment. Not To Mention 'Hard Necked' And Loud. And I Mean FREAKIN LOUD! If It Weren't For The Way She Walks You'd Wonder If She's Had A Boy's Upbringing.

Though My Main Problem With Such A Person Is That Being Someone That Has Lived A Year With You In An 'Almost Like Family' Environment, She Is One Person That Would Have You Advice, Nag, Scold etc. Her Infinite Times For All The Silly (And Potentially Dangerous) Things She Does And She Wouldn't Listen, But Have A Total Nobody Tell Her The Same Thing And She Learns Instantly. Don't Know If There's A Specific Term For This Behavioural Disorder, But This Severely Aggravating Attitude/Habit/Behaviour Really Crossed My Limits. Which Is Why We're Officially In A Cold War For The Past 2 Semesters. And Since Now That She's Gonna Move Out Soon, I'd Say: Good Riddance. It Was An Experience. May Our Paths Never Cross Again.

Not That I Hate Her Or Anything, Just That She's Denser Than Most People, Which Makes Communicating A Challenge.

Adieu To Y'all. As Promised, Zombie IMD Will Show Up Today.

Break From The Curse

And My Shoulders In The Process.

2 Years Of Not Rolling On The Basketball Court Is Really Something That Shouldn't Have Happened. Now That We Are Actually Learning To Roll In TKD, I'm Quite Sure I Bruised My Shoulders And That They'll Hurt Like Hell Tomorrow.

And Yes, Again The Weather's Being Very Fickle, But Thanks To Some Urgent Matters That Needed To Be Discussed During Training, We Could Stay Back While Waiting For The Rain To Stop, Or It Would've Been The 4th Consecutive Week I Ride Back Home In The Rain Otherwise.

Not Much Else To Update, Besides The Fact That Assassin's Creed II PWNS!!!

Adieu To Y'all. Y'all Will Be Seeing Zombie IMD Tomorrow.

Intentionally Underrated

Something Got Over Me Today And I Ended Up Spending Most Of The Day Watching 'Human Weapon' And Learned Much. About How Taekwondo Originated, How Karate Is Not A Japanese Art But Okinawan Art, And Most Fascinatingly, How Silat Gayung Is Actually SO MUCH Deadlier Than How It Looked In Secondary School. Back Then It Looked Like They Were Acting More Than Real Fighting.

But I Guess I Understand Why. Since Silat Is All About Killing The Opponent Before He Kills You, And We Don't Want School Kids Getting Emotional And Killing Their Schoolmates Over Trivial Matters.

One Thing I Learned From Watching Human Weapon Is, While Muay Thai Makes The Entire Body A Weapon, Taekwondo Focuses On Making The Most Lethal Body Part Even More Murderous. Thus, The Top 2 Most Powerful Blows Come From Muay Thai And Taekwondo's Kicks.

I Also Learned That Taekwondo Originated From Taekkyon And Hwoarangdo, The Less Sporty, Pure Self Defence/Killer Versions Of The Art, Dubbed The 'Violent History' Of Modern Sporting Taekwondo.

Was A Pretty Cool Day, Save The Fact That Deborah Is Now Spreading The Annoying Trend That Is The Annoying Orange, Something I Thought Would Never Happen Before Armageddon, Which Won't Happen. Not While I Live At Least.

Adieu To Y'all. Last Presentation Tomorrow Before I Go Wild For A Moment.