Gabby love tragic events

New direction

2011-06-12T09:51:00.001-07:00

Moving to new blog soon, more info in the future

You Have to See this.

2011-04-21T10:09:00.000-07:00

Look at how her American dream is crushed. Delicious.

And I found the best youtube comment ever made regarding anything

After that, she lost weight, got extensions, blew a whole bunch of guys, and changed her name to Ke$ha.

The recap

2011-04-17T08:33:00.000-07:00

So one day a Christian and a Moslem walked into a bar.

Christian: Prophet Muhammad says that Jesus is not the son of god, and that Jesus did not die on the cross. Instead, another person who looked like Jesus was crucified in his place.

Moslem: Yes, that is true.

Christian: Most Christians will consider that blasphemous and deeply insulting to their religion. It implies Jesus is a coward.

Moslem: That is my belief, it is my right to believe so. And since I believe what Prophet Muhammad said to be true, it is not offensive or insulting if I merely repeat the truth. It is alright for us to call Christians adulterers of the cross.

The next day,

Christian: I do not believe Muhammad is a prophet/messenger of god. What he says is contrary to my religion and I cannot believe him. Therefore, Muhammad is just a normal man to me. I have every right to depict a normal man in painting. Muhammad forbid humans from depicting him, but since I do not believe him, I shall not, need not, and will not comply with his ultimatum. By what right am I forbidden to depict a normal man in painting? For you to forbid me is to trample on my beliefs and spit on it

(above: picture of a random Arab male, really)

Moslem: [shocked] [spluterring] JIHADDDD

The next day a dead Christian was found in the back-alley of the bar.

The story so far...

A different approach

2011-03-15T11:12:00.000-07:00

Someone told me that we shouldn't complain about gays being whiny. That person compared gays to starving people, in a sense that they are 'starved' from their rights. We, of course do not complain about starving people whining for food, because that is what every human would do after all.

You know what? I completely agree with that analogy. Gays are like starving people. And who are those starving people? Failures of society, be it through their incompetence or misfortune. Nevertheless, they are still failures. The irony is that people would waste everyone's time attending gay rallies, but not chip in RM1 for a beggar starving to death. Most probably its because beggars, unlike gays, have a 24 hour occupation, which is finding the next meal. Gay issue on the other hand.... I'm quite sure it does not affect more than 50% of gays life, unless they have sex while brushing and have plenty of viagra. But think about it, even if a starving beggar went on a TV ad and say: " feed me please, I'm starving ", I'm quite sure nobody will give a shit. A gay go on TV whining for their rights however, shitstorm ensue.

However, for those who would help the starving people.... What they always like to say: " but people are dying!", when asking other people to join their cause. The way they say it, its as if it is not natural for people to die. It is as if those life are worth saving. They dare to think that a life is worth more than a grain of sand. Don't be so full of yourself.

So yeah..

2011-03-14T02:49:00.000-07:00

Being the humble man that I am, I am frequently reminded that my blog is no different from the millions other crap that people call blog which express opinion no one cares or give a shit aobut.

But clearly blogging is not so meaningless. Ask yourself, who would spend time reading the opinion of lifeless person with meaningless opinion. You, which makes your life more worthless than mine. That should be the way I see it, but sadly.... ,

Q and A session epic edition! All you need to know

2011-02-18T08:17:00.000-08:00

With relevant question comes relevant answers.

If a religion causes a whole country to tremble in fear just because a citizen published an offensive picture, is there any redeemable qualities that could at least justify that religion?
There is non.

Are you homophobic? Do you tolerate gays?
I have explained this multiple times, and yet people still don't get it. There is no such thing has homophobia. The word phobia itself implies that the fear is irrational, but fear of gays is rational! No, I do not fear gays. Yes, I do tolerate gays. Tolerating something doesn't mean you like them. In fact, the very reason we tolerate something is because we dislike something but put up with it. We are required by law... by society..... to tolerate gays, but that doesn't mean we must think gays are good.

If Kesha and Lenka are so bad, why do they have so many fans?
You have to remember, 5 in 6 person in the world is a retard. You like Kesha or Lenka? Aww, retard.

Gabriel, you are possibly the least racist person in the world, how do you do that?
What comes to your mind?

If you consider the flag above as racist, then you are a racist. What a true non-racist person would see is 4 human hanging another human. Often, those street protesters fighting racial discrimination are the most racist of them all. I think, the true key to be a non-racist is ACCEPTANCE and HONESTY. We live in a multiracial society, and we must learn to accept everyone for who they are. One must reject the lie that everyone is equal, or there can be no acceptance. Thus, we can view the world without bias. Lastly, be HONEST, say it as you see it (through your unbiased view), or you would be lying and discriminating against yourself.
I, who have seen the path to true justice..... lets just say it is literally impossible for me to be racist.

Why don't you update your blog more often?
Lazy, no inspiration, busy...

Is there only one way to achieve true justice and is it worth the cost?
The answer is yes to both. True justice means everlasting peace and it must be achieved at all cost.

Some people hold great disdain for fiction books, considering fiction books a waste of time compared to non-fiction opinion/fact based books. Why are these type of people stupid?
Mere words are not always able to convey the deeper meaning of something. For example, non-fiction books typically say "if animal have gay sex, it means human having gay sex is natural" or "the lands belong to the Palestinian". One immediately sees the shallowness and wrongness of the statements above. However, people still believe those books because they are unable to understand the issue through mere words. Sure, you might learn new things reading non-fiction, but you achieved enlightenment reading a good story. True wisdom, values (hate, love, sacrifice, bravery, etc etc), understanding, all these stories inspire.

Were you afraid during mooting?
Before the moot begin..... I was so very afraid, and I told myself it is not possible to get any more afraid than this. When I went up to speak, I realize how wrong I was.

Rights of the damned

2011-01-24T17:33:00.000-08:00

Human rights. 7 billion people on Earth this year, and 6 billion of them are worthless, weak, insignificant ( if you are reading this, you are 1 of the 6 billion, but so am I). And they dare say their rights are inherent. Blasphemy. Rights are earned, never granted, never inherent.

Just like a lion without teeth die of starvation, so too human without power are put in their rightful place. , Human rights, a contract between the ruled and the ruler, it took 2 bloody world wars, not to mention 10000 years of perpetual war before it was 're-recognized'. So don't you dare say it is inherent.

Once it was survival of the fittest. But now, through the perversion of the 'human rights', the natural order of things is distorted, is perverted (for lack of better words). The powerful is denied its rightful place, instead held back, dragged down by the weight of the unsuccessful failures of society.

I always ask: 'By whose authority we are granted our rights?'
The answer: ' Simply by being human.'

bullshit, blasphemy. You dare to call yourself human being, don't be so full of yourself.

Feminism is sexist. I'm a humanist

2011-01-19T08:29:00.000-08:00

I read my last post and realize it was crap. But then again all my other post were crap too by definition.

I learned something today. If you want to force your opinion/perspective on others, don't be a debater, be a gay rights activist.

Just finished starcraft 2 campaign, the protoss last stand almost made me smash my laptop several times. Good thing I didn't, super epic ending. Best last stand everr (better than 300)

Have you ever had the sense/feeling of impending doom? When you know the end is coming soon, but not exactly when. I have been feeling like this for a long time now, it will end soon, it must end soon. I mean, it better end soon, I won't take this shit any longer.

Tip of the iceberg

2011-01-11T07:40:00.000-08:00

An amusing tale for everyone.

What do you do when someone spat at you, punched you, and seconds later deny doing any of it?
You punch them back of course, unless you are Philippine.

You see, Saudi Arabia hire tens of thousand Philippine maids every year to work in their palaces and wipe their ass. Unfortunately, that is not all the Arabs do. Each year, it is estimated thousands of maids being tortured, threatened, raped (especially rape), forced to become prostitutes or treated like slaves in Saudi Arabia. Most maids are imprisoned at their owners home and are unable to escape. Their documents are withheld, they have no contact with the outside world and even if they do escape, the police will never help the maid, but will return the maid to the owner instead.

Some of you might have not heard of this, that is because the Saudi's will do ANYTHING to silence this atrocity. Of course, our local newspaper that rather talk about Kesha than 5000 tortured maids contributed. Also you are ignorant.

Recently (today), a small part of this atrocity was leaked on the newspaper (maid gets tortured severely, The Star). When this type of event happen, what the Philippine gov will usually do is threaten to halt all maid transfer to Saudi for a week, and then laugh it of the next. I guess countries will even sell their own people for money nowadays.

However, the part that irks me is that Saudi dared to deny the mass-spread maid abuse, mentioning that it was an ISOLATED incident. The punch in the face after being spat at. And the Philippine gov just stood there to receive more punishment.

Why made these godless arabs do such a thing? Perhaps because slavery was only abolished in Saudi recently, they 'accidentally' treat their maids like slave. Or perhaps there is a more sinister explanation. Notice that Indonesian maids, who are mostly Muslims, are rarely abused.

quotes from around.

2011-01-07T04:08:00.000-08:00

I have decided to collect quotes from the internet that I think are relevant.

Starting now.

anonymous:

Proponents of "social justice" seem to think that everyone in the whole fucking world should bend over backwards to accommodate all minorities/people with disabilities. Who cares if the cost of, say, building a ramp for a handicapped employee is exorbitant? You have to or you're going to get sued and labelled an "abelist," whatever the fuck that means.

Anonymous:

Wikileak is a lie. No matter what the hippies tell you, information is never free. Ever since the birth of modern society, information has been bought with blood and gold. Information is power. Power is never free.

Another year

2010-12-30T06:59:00.000-08:00

Finally, another decade of horrendous suffering (or was it one year...) Why am I not surprised by it anymore.

Special mention to the once chubby dude who dared to steal my special day by having the same birthday as me. Interestingly, he is believed to be the missing link between dwarfs, santa claus, and humans.

Someone asked me to 'get a life' in the chatlog. I find it amusing, seeing that the said person is more lifeless than me. How do I know? He/she reads my blog.

Last week I lined up 8 nuclear missles to nuke mecca (in civ5 of course). Good times...

Shum had this apparently awesome booze fest which I could not attend. Sad... At least I can get drunk from their stupidity anytime.

so many things I want to blog about, but I realize it is as meaningless as breathing.

Why do gays whine so much?

2010-10-23T08:14:00.000-07:00

Because they have a dick shoved up their butts. But seriously, whining gays are serious business.

Let me first start off by reminding my dear readers that the term 'homophobia' doesn't exist. The word 'phobia' implies irrational fear of something, and to be disgusted by homosexual is certainly not irrational.

Anyway, today I am here to take a stand against whiny gays. Enough is enough. It always start with gays being put at their place (being reminded that gays are humans too) and from there its a downward spiral towards raging gays howling: " human rights!!!!!!"

The fact that these type of gays are not shot on sight is a mystery, but lets move on to the case Masterson v Holden[1986]. In that case, a woman was walking down a street and saw 2 gays making out. And so the woman sue the gays under the Metropolitan Police Act1829,which states that any insulting behavior which causes a breach of peace is an offense. Obviously, the court found that the gays were performing an insulting behavior. So the gays got mad (as usual) and appealed under the pretense of human rights. The higher court, being just, agreed that gays kissing in public was not considered an insulting behavior. However, it was held that the behavior was insulting because other people might think the woman did not mind seeing the gay couples kissing. Justice has been served.

Seriously, why do these type of gays keep on whining about human rights? How is it even relevant to them? They should have known, by taking part in such an abominable ritual/act, they forfeit their rights as humans, thus there was no breach in human rights; For each object has certain fundamental characteristic, that without that characteristic, would cease to be that object. In this scenario, humans are born male/female, and male/female mate to produce offspring. If what I am saying still confuses you, think of finding a green crow. It is impossible to find a green crow, because even if you find a green crow, you would not call it a crow.

Due to time constraint, I shall release half of the article first, which shall be labeled as part 1. Rest assured that I have plenty of points left, just that by the time I put all in, I might be killed by some homophobes-phobia losers.

The lord giveth, the Lord taketh

2010-10-06T07:55:00.000-07:00

The Lord, all-knowing, strikes down a man, and no one questions Him.

A man who saw the Truth, thus having the same authority as Him, strikes down a man, and he would be question, be judged (by unworthy man).

What is this perversion of justice. The man who saw the Truth, there is an unquenchable, unwavering passion in his eyes. This is not the passion of an enraged or heartbroken soul, whose passion diminishes or increase over time. Having seen the Truth, one's resolve will never waver, one will never falter.

I have met such a man, and I regret that you cannot see as I see. I saw the purest man in the world.

Facebook sucks

2010-09-28T08:40:00.000-07:00

I want to see what you think, not what you want others to think about you.

Everyone is awesome, when compared to a Kesha.

Omg an update, yea baby.

BTW I'm starting uni soon. This time I will dig my social grave so deep that the closest thing I will have to a friend is my reflection in the mirror. But at least that is better than Kesha.

Don't talk to me about choice

2010-08-23T05:04:00.000-07:00

Remember hearing the saying 'There is always a choice'? Perhaps from a movie, or from friends? Obviously yes, and some idiots actually nod their head to that quote.

Stop deluding yourself that there is a choice. The illusion of choice, is well known by most people, but sadly not the ignorant readers my blog. Thus, it is my job to enlighten you.

If there is a choice, would I choose to live in Malaysia? If there is a choice, would I choose to live a life of poverty? If there is a choice, I would not choose to live such a shitty life. If there is a choice, I would rather not be born. The truth is, there is no such thing as choice. All things were predetermined from the moment of our birth.

Does the choice we make define the person we are? Or does the person we are influence our choice? Both are correct. We humans are the sum of our experience. Our background, experience, upbringing have already decided our choice before we even choose. And the outcome of the 'choice' shall add to our experience and determine our decisions in the future. For example, I am given the choice between bacon and eggs, and my upbringing would ultimately lead me to 'choose' bacon. Sure I might fret over the 'choice' for a while, pause to consider my options, but it is worthless and pointless, because in the end my upbringing would choose bacon for me. As it is not possible for me to choose eggs (If I choose eggs then I have a different upbringing), in reality there was only 1 option all along, bacon. Thus, the illusion of choice. There is no choice when there is only 1 option.

In conclusion, the choices we appear to make, was already predetermined from the moment of our birth. Even if you try to choose against you upbringing, know that you did it because your upbringing decided you will do it.

So don't ask me why I chose Taylor. (COLLEGE)

To chulan, no, this is not the post I mentioned before, it will be postponed indefinitely.

Now that I got my A-level results

2010-08-14T08:58:00.000-07:00

It appears that my failure as a human being has never been more apparent. Would I have gotten better results had I study harder? Will my life be different if my result were better?

I wonder whether 10 years later, I will still have this spasm of regret while in bed. I was so stupid, so naive, so foolish for daring to dream of a better life. Even stupider it was to believe 'its over' after seeing my result. It is never over. The failure's of society shall be fattened and kept alive, so that their corpse will be used to make the ladder of success for the Alpha human to climb.

My heart refuses to admit, but my mind knows this is the future awaiting me. Am I being negative? How is telling the truth negative? Tell me please, I beg you.

P.S: to chulan, this is not the post I mentioned about, it is the next post.

Contraction of the brain

2010-06-23T07:18:00.000-07:00

All contractors are assholes, useless, the bottom rung of the society and most importantly, have an IQ of 20. You should be on your knees thanking God if you get a contractor like Phua Chu Kang, because its either him or a monkey (sorry, monkey).

What are you losers waiting for? I basically gave you guys a blank cheque, come and sue me to get it, assholes. You won't because:
1. You are too dumb to do it
2. I am referring to a class of person
3. The absolute defense to defamation is the truth. And the truth is all contractors are incompetent assholes.
4. We should be the ones suing your sorry ass for breach of contract and general shittiness.

Mind you, I did not arrive to this conclusion randomly. I met 5 contractors before, and I never want to meet another 1 ever again. When writing a bill, one contractor actually had the cheek to ask me how to spell 'piano shifting', and upon giving him the correct spelling, he gave me a 'lol u mad?' look and proceed to write 'pano shitfing.' This kind of incompetence should never go unpunished.

I conclude this year.

2010-06-04T10:58:00.000-07:00

Nearing the end of my A-level program, I look back and realized how much I changed, how much I learned. But the most prized lessons, was that of life. (unlike Econ, which I promise you I will forget the moment the exam is over). Lessons

Of life, the futility of it. Its briefness, its emptiness. I have tasted true suffering. And I know now suffering never ends. We suffer to live, we live to suffer.

Of love, I once rolled my eyes at people sacrificing themselves out of the love of others. Now I realize how powerful love is, such that is compels us to perform ultimate acts of altruism.

Of human nature, I see our flaws, but more importantly, I saw mine.

Of justice, that there is only 1 path to true justice. The only universal truth, the only pure thing.

Of God, the more I know, the less I know. I lost my faith in You, but those who do not doubt, never believed.

by,
Gabby the Tragedy

If you can't win, don't let others either.

2010-05-25T07:58:00.000-07:00

Its weird that I cannot think of anything to write right now, usually I'm bursting with ideas to share. In fact, I can see myself having 500+ posts if given the time.

The reason I'm desperate to blog now is because I got nothing to do, thanks to Streamyx being Streamyx as usual (shitty). Streamyx, self-proclaimed to be faster than dial up, but has yet to produce any evidence to back up the claim. Almost had a heart attack yesterday when I thought I could not download the past-year exam paper PDF. It turns out it was downloading all right, at a whooping 0.5kb per second. Welcome to Malaysia.

Anyway I rather not discuss further about Streamyx, seeing that I have already adequately express my disgust previously. So I'm left with..... Shout out to Chien Wen for getting a girl with the name 'passionfruit', which is usually worth 3 facepalms and a head slam(for the name).

Ganesh, my legs are far sexier than yours.

Laveen, still short

Ram, I can dislike something simply because of my principles. I do not need to try it to establish that I don't like it.

Amalia, your enthusiasm when greeting people is refreshing.

Kevin, the propagator of false hope. Suggested punishment: torture short of death.

Chulan, you will pass.... Hopefully. But you couldn't have did worse than me.

That is all I suppose. If you are reading this it means I have been successful in wasting your time, no matter how little. Obviously, I have wasted plenty of time myself, but as my time is worth less than yours, you lose. Really had to rack my brain to make my post as long as possible.

Not so enlightening enlightenment

2010-05-11T08:13:00.000-07:00

I want to be able to look back at life, and say "good times". Sadly, many things I want, but I get nothing. Humans, for too long have always wanted things they cannot get.

However, looking from a different perspective, I see it now. If I want nothing, I get nothing. Thus I get what I want! (though to want nothing I must die first)

Nirvana achieved.

Who killed Aminul Rashid

2010-05-05T09:37:00.000-07:00

I was tempted to say he killed himself, but then I will lose all credibility. Anyway, if you had bothered to read the papers recently, you would have read news of the police shooting dead that 15 year old, which shouldn't even be news at all. So much publicity, obviously the media and the politicians are trying to milk the teen's dead body dry. Somehow they just don't seem to understand all we want is coverage of the three-legged boy playing soccer (Who doesn't want that!!??)

Normally I don't want to talk about this kind of stuff, but I got into a heated argument with my mom because she firmly believed the police should not shoot the boy. And while arguing she did brought several important issues to my attention. So...

Some say it all boils down who you believe in, the police (who are trying to cover their ass), and the 15 year old tween who was probably high on God knows what that day, who is also trying to cover his ass ( 2am in the morning??). If that is the case then, wow, case solved? You do not need to be a genius to know who anyone rather believe.

However, the fact is in either situation the shooting is perfectly justified. Situation 1, police ask teen to stop the car, teen kept on driving. Police chase the teen, teen kept on driving. Police shoot the wheels, teen kept on driving. What next? Follow the car all the way up to the Thai border? When the police pull out their gun and say "freeze!", they do it for a reason. If they do not shoot, who the hell is going to stop and not run away instead. By then the only people the police are going to catch will be those on wheelchairs. Listen to this joke :
Why are criminals so fast? Because the slow ones are in jail.

Situation 2: Well if someone ram your car and refuse to stop, I think it is obvious what the logical cause of action is. The police are human too, and I can tell you getting your car rammed can be intimidating. How else are they supposed to stop the car anyway.

And whats with the mother repeatedly saying my son is a good boy, how is it even relevant to the case? Does him being good makes the police more guilty? But of course, the truth is that if the person who was shot dead was a drug addict or a rapist nobody would give a shit. Obviously the mother is trying to make the cops look like the bad guys.

Anyway, if the police ever get convicted of anything it will be a sad sad day indeed for our justice system. In the first place it should not even be brought to court. I understand that the cops in Malaysia are a little trigger happy, but each case should be judged on its own. Besides, what happen to 'beyond all reasonable doubt'? Here, not only is the doubt reasonable, there is so much doubt that if the police were to be charged for anything, they might as well throw any future criminals in jail without trial.

So empty

2010-04-30T09:41:00.000-07:00

Looking at a blank page wondering how to describe my feelings, because describing other people became so boring since last year. Of course, how to describe it if I myself am not sure.

Should I be angry or sad? I think its somewhere in the middle. Regret.

Long ago I heard this, "the me of today don't want the me of tomorrow to have any regret". It reminds me I must do my very best always, because regret last forever.

But look at me now. If there is one word to describe my life, it would be 'regret'. Regret for many many things. Regret since I was born. Endless regret dragging me down like weights. And one day, the regrets will accumulate and drown me. I regret this too.

Starting to see another cycle here...

For Laveen: haha I lied, but here is something for you: Justice without a great cause is senseless murder, but the same murder for a great cause.... is justice.

Christians are cannibals

2010-04-22T06:30:00.000-07:00

That means I am a cannibal too but at least I am allowed to eat meat (praise be to God)

Anyway, when prompted the question about reading the bible, I got the answer that it would help me find meaning in life, since apparently I can't seem to find any. Lolwhat??? After the initial shock, I attempt to perform the usual anti-religious-nut all out attack, which did not turn out as well as it should. Probably because I did not train my abs-muscle enough (to prevent my stomach from splitting of laughter). But later on, I did spend some time contemplating on it, and realize.... Its even more retarded than I thought.

Shouldn't our heart be the one telling us the meaning of life, and not ANY book? And unlike you, without the aid of ANY book, my heart already knows the meaning of this life. To achieve the my 3 purpose in life which is firstly, to achieve true justice, and the other 2 are non of your business. Alas, due to the limitation of this worthless body, I cannot attain it. Thus my life has lost its meaning. You see, I am not saying that life has no meaning, I am saying my life has non (for now). Certainly other people have found meaning in theirs, be it through the Bible or not.

And Bible helping us find meaning in life? All the bible says is that life is a pit-stop before going to heaven, about how we should not be attached to our worldly goods and that sort. Hmm, this actually makes matters worse, now I can't wait to die so I can go to heaven. Certainly that is not the answer to the meaning of life, its disgusting looking at some people buying their coffin the moment they are born (figuratively) Those kind of people should burn in the flames of hell, did they not commit the sin of sloth? Along other minor sins like the sin of annoying me and the sin of wasting my time to write this of course. I don't even understand why God did not straightaway dump us all in heaven. Why Why Why Why Why

Just so you know, my bible knowledge is quite extensive. I even considered taking Bible knowledge for SPM but after attending a few classes I realize I do not need to get an A in it for other people to know Jesus love me. I bet even if I get F for Bible knowledge Jesus will still love me, so...

Everything I want to say

2010-04-21T09:09:00.000-07:00

The problem with blogging at night is that by the end of the day, the suffering all adds up. And yet another post about ridiculing someone turns to a post about suffering. Maybe I should start blogging in the morning, or I could just end my suffering.

Not much time for update anyway, because..... No time. Why do people use the term 'no time'? How is it even possible to have no time? Does it mean time cease to exist if you were to do those thing that you have 'no time' to do? For a person to have 'no time' mean your day is relatively shorter then a normal 24 hour day and thus you have no time when compared to another person. Sounds like crazy talk to me. Because everyone always 'have time'.

I was supposed to do a long rant about Kesha, aka whore, bitch, slut, crappy singer. But now that everyone already hate that whore (and her songs), it would be pointless.

Most of you already heard me say it but for the benefit of those who did not:

To say Kesha is like shit is an inadequate description.
To say Kesha is shit still would be inadequate.
Even to say Kesha is worse than shit is not enough
In fact, putting the word shit and Kesha in the same sentence is an insult to the word shit.

Anyway, this was me when I saw my math result

And this was me when I saw my econs result.

Yeah, it was that bad. To say I don't feel sad about my result is a lie, but if I were to get depressed over this I would have died of sadness long time ago. Whats sad is that I did not even get the chance to exercise my restraint of not feeling superior whenever I get higher marks than others (not even a single opportunity)

It was meant to be.

2010-04-14T10:05:00.000-07:00

How was exam? (sorry for overused meme, but...)
I came, I saw, I died inside.

Oh shit I accidentally described my whole life together with the exams.

Something like I was born, I looked outside, I wept tears of bitter despair.

Born in this era, in this cruel times, out of the thousand years of human history, was it meant to be?

Ah, I now know when was the day I died. I died the moment I thought: " It was meant to be"

I fail in life, it was meant to be

I am not a billionaire, it was meant to be

I am not the ruler of the world, it was meant to be.

I can't get what I desire, it was meant to be

No no no no no! It was not meant to be. It was never meant to be. How could I ever think like that? What heavenly power could have done this, to make me lose all hope, to make me think that this shit is acceptable for even one second, and to deny me of my birthright.

Just as Chronos ate his son Zeus for fear of him, God spitefully chain his son down to the Earth for fear of his greatness. But no chain can bind me to the ground, for I am born to fly above the rest. Even if the might of the world drags me down, I must still soar to my rightful place in the sky.

But then again my soul died when I started thinking 'it was meant to be', now all that is left is a rotting corpse, shambling about till the end, while the irredeemable soul is chained to it.

A screwdriver in my past life

2010-04-07T09:53:00.000-07:00

Screwed up my econ paper today. Just like how I screwed up my life. Pretty screwed huh...

Of course its just trials, but I won't want to be saying the same thing when its the real A2 exam.

And I am going to screw up my exam tomorrow if I don't shut off my computer now.

To unscrew something just turn it leftward it. The problem is to unscrew life means going back in time which is not possible in this shitty era we live in. Unless you somehow died and go to heaven and join consciousness with God and become God and go back through time.

Justice of the dead

2010-04-04T09:01:00.000-07:00

Gabriel, the greatest warrior of true justice. He who wants justice with all his heart, the beacon of justice and fairness!

What is justice? Is justice you getting straight A because you study hard for the exams? That is not justice. For what about others who study hard but didn't get good result? You say:"they were unlucky." And why were they unlucky? Because of injustice. While its arguable that luck is actually the result of the mixing of thousands of variables, why did the variable mixed in such a way? Because of injustice. Injustice, where equal effort produce different result.

Then is justice everyone being treated fairly? As equal? What fucking utopia world you live in? So long there as we live, things will never be equal. No matter how fair any decision we make seem to be, it is never fair.

Death, everything is equal in death. When everything in the world die, that is true justice. It must be everything, because if even a single organism lives, it would be the greatest injustice in the world (why did it live, while the rest died) Everything gone, vanish, isn't this fair? Isn't this justice? The justice of the dead. Christian or Moslem call it judgment day, where the souls are judged. This justice I seek, my heart is bursting with eagerness from want of it. So all of you, please die ok? Just die.

Is my goal not honorable? How many of you can say your goal in life is justice, with your petty goals of climbing to the top of the social ladder by using others as rungs.

God is just, but why is there injustice. Why would He create the biggest injustice in the universe, also known as life? Why doesn't He end this injustice? I tell you now, there is no God. I will make my own God. I am the new God.

Lastly, I am trying to stockpile nuclear weapons, if you happen to have any nuclear bombs, kindly sell it to me, ANY PRICE. Either that or we wait until 2012.

2010-03-31T07:30:00.000-07:00

Happy days came and happy days went.
I will be happy again, the day I die.

Suffering everywhere!
But God is merciful, one escape he gave us.
Death is the escape.

Every man die, not every man truly live.
This is not life, I want to live!
I await my second life.

Seriously, at worst its just 1 hell for another. But I have faith because I believe in You. (yea right)
It has to end somewhere.

P.S
I'm not sad, its just that I got a better grasp of reality than Laveen Naive here.

I can't dance, but at least I know

2010-03-26T07:57:00.000-07:00

A high school dancing competition was held in my college today and I had the misfortune to witness it.

Verdict: All the participating teams were good, at least when compared to the performance of a certain school (which happens to be my old school...) Thankfully I publicly declared my dissociation from that school right beforehand, which mitigated some of the damage. Of course, no amount of preparation could prevent my eyes from bleeding after watching that atrocious performance. Random, pointless, lifeless, not synchronized, unoriginal, coupled with the retarded music, resulted in this fiasco of a performance. One of the competition's host mentioned that people use dancing to express themselves. Well, I don't know what were they trying to express in that performance, but that was the perfect expression of failure.

This is the face of true despair, utter hopelessness. After watching several other high school's superior performance, they must realize, must come to that horrific conclusion that no matter what they do it would be an utter fail. Too late to back out of the competition, yet even if they try their best, their best is worthless. Well, I guess at least they would learn from their mistake and improve. I mean, they WILL improve, because there is no way a performance can be worse than that.

Or maybe they were so delusional that they thought their performance was any good. This is true sadness. Which is sadder, realizing that there is no hope, or pretending there is hope? Contemplate on it.

The British pride

2010-03-12T08:22:00.000-08:00

Britain should sue the producers of the game Company of Heroes(Relic Entertainment) for depicting them as a bunch of snobbish wimpy losers. Oh wait...

Today I spent 3 hours trying to figure out how to beat the Germans using the self proclaimed Britain (It better be self proclaimed or Britain should sue their ass off). And I came to the conclusion. No fucking way. As the game dragged on it became more and more apparent that the Britain's are actually an army of kittens compared to the Nazis. Here's why

Right after choosing British, you are given an introduction " British excel in building defensive structure and artillery." In other words, Relic Entertainment is telling you that the Brits are pussies.

The game begins with your first unit, the Tommie's (British infantry). Costing twice as much as their American counterpart, one would expect them to be at least marginally better. Instead we snobbish brats carrying peashooters. NOT AN UNDERSTATEMENT, because the bullets that come out of their gun literally bounce of the Nazi's chest. Special mention must also be made about their walking speed, some of them walk so slow I swear they are retired pensioners. So first impression we are given of the British, slow, expensive, snobbish and useless.

And things doesn't get better from there. The first tank the British can make, 'Stuart light tank'. Thankfully it shoots bean bags instead of peas, but like its namesake this ratty tank explodes spontaneously for no reason. In other words, it dies as fast as a rat thrown into a battle. I can't even bring myself to mention the uselessness of the other British tanks (Sherman firefly, churchhill, etc etc). All are basically different variants of metal boxes armed with a peashooter.

Lastly, special mention must be made to the Britain's elite units, The commandos. Their entrance is nothing but spectacular. After a huge plane made a James bond dramatic landing, out comes 6 elite troopers.... armed with peashooters!! Oh come on, I don't mind you using vegetable to fight, but we are in a middle of a fucking war and the enemy has guns.
As you can see, dramatic entrance indeed for the commandos. Too bad they are all going to die soon.

The size of a British tank,
The size of a German tank! An average German tank doubles the size of a Brits tank at least. Fair?

This is what happens when you tell your Tommies that a mortar is coming. They continue strolling at their leisurely pace. Remember what I said about them being slow? Understatement.

Believe it or not, this British tank is armed with a tofu-shooter.

So tell me why should the British government not sue for pathetic depiction of the British army during World war 2. It shames every Brit who died then. After all, I heard them suing for dumber reasons still. The last one I heard about was a couple trying to ban Halloween for being unconstitutional.

Don't laugh, I might die

2010-03-05T08:03:00.000-08:00

Today I heard one of the best preacher joke ever, mainly because that is the first I heard. But its funny nonetheless. The joke was that Hannah is THE PREACHER.

I don't doubt Hannah is a good preacher, certainly we could all learn a few life lessons from her extensive experience. However, I cannot imagine (actually I can, but I'm afraid my stomach will burst from laughter) her radiating jesusness from her every orifice to awe and inspire people, even me. 'Even me', because if me, who is extremely open and liberal to all religion (except one) can't see the sparkly jesussy stuff flowing out....

The preaching would go something like:

Hannah: And thus Jesus said blablablabla..............
Random guy:
Hannah gives random guy a long 'menacing' stare
Then with a twirl of a finger
Hannah: And as I was sayingggg, blablablabla.

Omg I think I just typed out my own letter of suicide, but right now its so funny I can't think straight. Maybe when I wake up tomorrow I might regret it, assuming I even wake up at all. Don't get worked up though, everyone has their own quirks and habits, Shum likes to burp while watching movie, Laveen is whiny, and I certainly have plenty too.

Or perhaps I might be wrong and you really are good at preaching. Better than Anton at the very least (Somehow I doubt Anton's preaching skills even more).

Bottom line is I think it is very funny and if you don't its probably because you can't picture what I am imagining in my mind. If thats the case its because I did not describe it correctly. And if I did not describe it correctly its because my writing skill is not up to par. So its not my fault if its not funny. I blame Jesus.

Not that I am complaining.

2010-03-05T06:25:00.000-08:00

But I really can't think of anything right now.
Saturday class messes up my internal clock

It used to be Monday to Friday, 1am to 7.30 am, Saturday and Sundays depends on when I wake up, but now....

Being given a tetanus shot in my left arm did not help matters either. Yeah yeah, you can say all you want about it doesn't even hurt and all. My dad said something similar, except he forgot to mention the 'unless you developed some complication' part. (He only told me the next day). Well, if by complication he means my arm will feel as if it is repeatedly pounded by a sledgehammer, then unlucky me.

Imagine how much fun it is going to sleep now. Barely 5 minutes into my sleep I turn in my bed and viola, my left arm just exploded in pangs of excruciating pain. Thus I wake up, return to my sleep and the cycle repeats again. So you will excuse me for being more of an asshole than usual.

If there be God, now is the time

2010-02-18T07:17:00.000-08:00

Trapped, a prisoner of the mind, of self-fulfilling prophecies , and many other things.

What to do what to do. No escape no escape.

Tragic it is when anything you do won't make a difference. Suddenly everything becomes pointless. It creates the feeling of hopelessness, a disease of the mind that will rot away the soul. This decay of the soul, only death can ease this pain. Why am I so insignificant, so small?

I try to let it go, but I can't. And thus I can't move forward. Trapped in a limbo forever. Why am I so weak?

The answer, self-fulfilling prophecies. AKA spiral of doom, slippery slope of demise, etc etc. Like a black hole, those trapped are beyond saving. Except if you believe in miracles, the miracle of Him who is able to do anything, the Almighty.

Now more than ever, have mercy.

Going shopping, Gabby style

2010-02-16T06:28:00.000-08:00

Typical gay shirt.

Whats with short-sleeved shirt getting so popular right now? I mean, the type that could pass on for a singlet. Something must be really really wrong with our fashion industry (or maybe its just me). The only reason people would want to wear short-sleeved shirt is to showoff their biceps, also known as bicep baiting. But who gives a shit, the only person I know who uses bicep baiting is our local gay. (hint: he is Pakistani) And even if someone is 'attracted' because of my non-existent biceps, I don't think that relationship will last long. Did I also mention that kind of shirt is fucking ugly? Hence short sleeved shirt is a no no.

So now how do I shop for clothes anyway? Out of the thousand shirts, only about 5% of the shirt are not short-sleeved. Thus removing those gay shirts I have only around 10 choices. And out of those 10, half are The Biggest Loser candidate's size while the remaining are midget size (Laveen size). That usually leaves me with one shirt which is of acceptable size.

And will that shirt be fucking ugly?
Guaranteed, but I have to buy it anyway. Such is the tragedy of going shopping.

Goodbye, my halcyon days

2010-02-08T06:42:00.000-08:00

Goodbye! Goodbye!

Gone were those happy days, where
Everyone was pure of heart
Playing computer games gave great joy
'face problem' was the answer to all question
there was at least the illusion of choice
Dota was a cool game
Getting A for exam means studying the night before
Suffering was only a fleeting dream
Magic was magical
Gay sex was gay

And what about those times, when
I get to sleep 8 hours a day
I was ignorant and stupid
I wasn't self conscious
I dared to hope
I dared to dream

But it is gone forever, and today is another new day. How could I be so stupid? Why could I not see that those were the best days of my life? And I let it slip by....
So I shall live with this regret forever.
If only I could grasp it and never let it go! If I could just go back to those days.... For the days ahead gets darker and darker.

The hardest goodbye ever

Goodbye, my halcyon days! (just in case, the link)

Gabby of the decade

2010-02-04T06:44:00.000-08:00

Was suppose to do this last month...

Just like employee of the month/movie of the year sort of awards, except I am going for a much wider scope. So, celebrating all the greatness that came out of this decade (2001-2010), I carefully select the best this decade has to offer, in hopes that it will be remembered forever (then you have less things to remember, see)

*For some of the awards I will first shortlist it before deciding the verdict, if there is many candidates. Some however are so obvious there can only be one choice.*

Here goes

Movie of the decade:
Gladiator

Tv series of the decade:
Psych

Cartoon of the decade:
Dave The Barbarian

Anime of the decade:
Candidates

Neo evangelion thingy
Death note
Code Geass

Verdict:
Code Geass

Reality show of the decade:
American Idol (or maybe survivor...)

Best MTV of the decade:
Meet Me Halfway by Black Eye Pea

Worst MTV of the decade:
Hmm... Too many. Besides I don't really remember the names of the shitty songs.

Song of the decade:
Reserving judgement

Artist of the decade:
Candidates

Michael Jackson
Sean Paul
Taylor Swift
Justin Timberlake?

Verdict:
Sean Paul (no surprise there)

Overrated artist/band of the decade:
Candidates

Plain white Ts
Kate Perry
Lenka
La'Roux
Gym class heroes
Muse
and many more...

Verdict:
All of them. Its hard to determine which shit more disgusting than the other

Book of the decade:
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (J.K.Rowling)
I did not decide this... Based on results from <

Author of the decade:
Christopher Pike

Magazine of the decade:
Newscientist

Poem of the decade:
So long as it is not Chulan's poem

Comic of the decade:
Dilbert (though Calvin& Hobbes would have won had it been 20 years ago)

Console game of the decade:
God of war series

Computer game of the decade:
Undecided

Brand of the decade:
Pepsi

Man of the decade:
Candidates

Obama Barack
Jebus
Me

verdict:
Obama Barack

Woman of the decade:
To be revealed the day I die

Dumbass of the decade:
Candidates

ex-president George Bush
a potato
any vegan

Verdict:
Any vegan

Gay of the decade:
Candidates

Imran
Anwar Ibrahim
Laveen
Adam Lambert

Verdict:
Laveen (brave of you to admit it to me)

Country of the decade:
Atlantis

Overrated country of the decade:
Korea

Monster of the decade:
Gay vampires (scarier than vampire+ gay)

Football club of the decade:
Not Arsenal ^^

All you weirdos

2010-02-02T06:41:00.000-08:00

Thanks for taking the Weird Quotient test

Your score is:

Of all the weird test takers:

98% are more weird,
1% are just as weird, and
1% are more normal than you!

As I said, I am normal. And it seems it is you all who are not. Then again... I knew it a long time ago.

Another kind of hell

2010-01-27T09:15:00.000-08:00

Who knows, maybe we all are already in hell now. Because it can't be all suffering in hell right? We need at least a few seconds of joy and false hope so that we can contrast our suffering more clearly when it comes.

Anyway AS results came out 3 days ago. Wasn't really worried about what I will get, since I expected to get what I deserve, I was more worried about how others would react. So when I told my parents my results I was surprised when my mom said: " So long as you are happy with your results." WTF... Happy? This emotion that I have never experienced in all the 18 miserable years of my life? Why would I be happy now, of all the time. Would I be happy because:

I did not disappoint my parents?

That is not true happiness

I got a good result?

Not likely, for everything we gain there is a price to pay.

I got the result I deserved?

Wow, this just shows the sadness of humanity. That even getting a fair result (something that was suppose to be) would already be considered luck/a blessing. Its like being happy that there is oxygen in the air.

I get to laugh at everyone else?

But everyone else did better. They should be laughing at me.

Remember how they motivate us before SPM? Something about "This is the most important exam of your life ever, after this exam you can relax forever." Really? Wasn't that what they said before UPSR? before PMR? And yet after I got my SPM results someone told me even his neighbors dog can get 9A's. You see, that is the problem of the exam system, if you do well, you get nothing, but if you did badly, your life is over. Those who passed are allowed to proceed along the course of life, while does who failed are left behind to rot.

Noticeably there is a lack of reward system for our toil, unless you count being able to live a normal live as a 'reward'. If so I don't want this shit anymore. This 'normal live'. I can already imagine what it would be like in this 'normal live':

After A-levels, do a law degree in a unknown local university
Work for 3 years recording stupid law reports.
Get a job as a partner in a puny law firm. Work my ass off for 30 years. (while stuttering in court)
And if (God forbid) I have children they would be just like me (assholes).

Life is bleak!!!
Fuck this. Might as well just die now?
(Blablablablabla just go die la then, is this what you are thinking?)

But try as I might I can't do that, because of this unnecessary thing known as attachment. Attachment to family, to friends, to live. Its like the Horcruxes from Harry Potter. I must remove these obstacles one by one to achieve the final prize. Sadly I am lacking in willpower to do that.

The by-product of the atrocity known as LIFE, cynical and faithless man.

Suffering never ends

2010-01-18T06:40:00.000-08:00

Gabby talks about suffering.
Strangely I never run out of things to say about it...

Trust not those who say:" Mental suffering is more painful than physical suffering", he has forgotten the pain of physical suffering.
Trust not those who say: "Any physical suffering I can endure, but not the pain of mental suffering", he has forgotten the pain of mental suffering.
But who can blame them? For as humans we try our best to forget our suffering. Thus you cannot comprehend my suffering.

And here the English language truly fails. For no words in the language can describe the magnitude of my suffering. But if I try my best to describe it, it would be something like.... Imagine if you can feel and share the suffering of all the people in hell. And all of your pain receptors are stimulated. And you are in hell. And your suffering increase beyond exponentially every second. And every second in hell is 0.0000000001 second in the real world. Like you would let a thousand inhabited planets destroyed to relieve your pain for even one second. That should be about right.... OR NOT, definitely not, its not even one-tenth of my suffering.

Nah, just exaggerating, but I am sure some people who have migraine or cancer feel that way sometimes. And I do feel like that too sometimes, about once every hundred years or so. Suffer to live, or live to suffer. The line blurs between living and suffering. The agony of even typing out a single word...

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Side story

Oh, the night is the darkest just before the dawn! But when the night is so dark, and dawn so far away, how can the puny mind possibly grasp the concept of salvation. Just as ancient people find it hard to believe there is land over the sea, so too we cannot fathom the coming of the dawn.

Anyway it happened a few years back. On that fateful day my friends invited me to watch a movie. But first, I had to go to this 5 hours semi boot-camp tuition which I absolutely dreaded. Everyone there hated me and there was this absolutely boring and pain in the ass teacher. Obviously I thought I could just look forward to that movie and get this over with quickly. How naive was I!

The moment the class started all my childish notions vanished. As each second turns to a thousand years, true despair sets in. Impossible it was to think of anything beyond the next second (for each second was spent dreading the next), much less a movie few million years later. The idea that I would ever be able to leave that room was beyond the minds reach. Such was the suffering. Even at the last minute of the class, I still felt as if the class would never end. Indeed, the darkness of that night still have not left my heart.

I see me

2010-01-14T06:45:00.000-08:00

Great tree set ablaze, and its fire warms the cold! In the end all that is left is ashes.... Who will remember this thankless tree!

Hmm, where is the inspiration? I feel it no more. The inspiration to post something which might entertain you! Gone, GONE forever. Once I had this false sense of fulfillment every time I managed to impart my greatness to others (through my blog). But how can I impart the great wisdom when I am so empty now. Hence the gradual devolution of my blog into a more ordinary one, i.e more whining about my miserable life. Holy shit, NOOOOO. I won't have that!!! Because my blog is special, I am special!!! ( Writer is currently suffering from delusion and insanity)

Today I will be trying to solve a problem that is plaguing my gaming life. Back in my younger days, my temper was as short as Laveen, and woe be whoever who dared make a mistake in my game... Of course, now that I have 'matured', and understanding the consequences of my actions, I am able to extend more control over my emotions. But I still my maximum limit is at 2 shitty games ( around 2 hours) before I blow my fuse. Try as I might, I still find it extremely difficult to remain emotionally detached while playing....

Keeping a cool head while playing is very useful, besides socially. For example not making rash decisions and taking needless risks. Usually when I am in a bad mood I know the game is already lost. At home I have the luxury of cooling off before starting again, but in cc.....

In the end I realize that I can't detach myself emotionally while playing because I am so care about the game! A small price to pay, if it means I still remain passionate about the gaming.

The tale of the four losers

2010-01-08T08:11:00.000-08:00

4 stories so remotely different, yet related at the same time. The tale begins

A bunch of nomads wandered for eternity in a desert. One of the wandering nomads was abandoned by the rest as he was too slow. Try as he might the wanderer could not keep up with the group. And as the wanderer watched the rest of the group slowly disappear over the horizon, his delusion begin to lose its hold. He was alone all along, has always been, and will always be. But he was not bitter, for now he know there is no difference whether he was alone or with the group.

A president of a small backward island nation faces a dilemma, a crisis. China is about to nuke his island off in 12 days. And it was all the presidents fault that it came to this. As the country faces imminent destruction, he can now see how the past, present and future are all tied up. Yet he is at peace, for the president knows he reap what he sows and that there is nothing he can do to save his country. So he shall die in a blaze of glory.

The monkey trying to catch the moon. However close it think it is to the moon, its still just the reflection of the moon in the middle of the lake. But the monkey refuse to learn the truth, so great was its desire for the moon. Because the mind calculates, but the spirit yearns. No matter what the mind tells us, the impossibility, the minuscule chance, the heart knows what the heart know. And while it might regret wasting its life for something so hopeless, a greater regret awaits the monkey if it gives up hope.

A young child in an ignorant world. Of true love, so much more he knows, yet so little does he understands. How can he express himself, when everyone around him remains ignorant to its depths? The misunderstood creature.

All 4 stories are related. You see, all of them is about me. And its hard living 4 different stories at once. I might be getting a mental breakdown soon! But I am not that weak of course...

Blabla I know its cheesy la... nothing I can do about it.

Conflict of nations

2009-12-29T06:14:00.001-08:00

This article has nothing to do with the Cold war.

The Cold war acts as the perfect analogy for what I call 'the double-sided frenemy'. Basically it means both parties are acting like a frenemy to the other. I.e America hate Russia, Russia hate America, and yet all the nuclear warhead are still safely stockpiled in an abandoned warehouse.

I will never know how the presidents of America managed to sleep in those days, the tension and pressure must have been immense. Even the smallest spark could trigger a nuclear war. Too bad I was not born yet to create that spark which would end all this nonsense now.

The thing about the Cold war was that both sides would lose in a nuclear war, therefore the commie and the Divine justice bloc had to become frenemy to each other. However I am actually quite surpirsed how the nuclear war was averted. Sure all this secret backstabbing worked out in the end, but if it was me I would have deployed every arsenal I possess. At least I can get this over with quickly, and even if I die the whole world would accompany me in a blaze of glory. How can any sane man suffer all this tension and stress of playing the waiting game? Of course, if America was smart enough, it would have chose the wise decision option 3, that is to nuke Russia before they begin to stockpile nuclear arms. And you would reply : "Since when America ever made a wise decision?" Obviously not once in the past 100 years, unless you count the banning of gay marriages in some states. Remember how it took the entire Pearl Harbor incident to tell the blind Americans that the Japanese were crazy?

Anyway, 'trying to get it over with' requires much courage, which I myself could not muster in the situation I am in now. Except in my situation, the conflict is of a much smaller proportion. Imagine I am a random polynesian island, and my enemy is America... Welcome to my world.

Me, Marquesas Island:

Population: <20000
Capital city: What capital?
Government: Autocratic
Official language: Gabriellian
Per-capita GNP: 100-250 Us dollar
Military strength: 3 coast guard boats, 120 full-time police personnel, 1 rescue helicopter

In contrast, US has a per-capita GNP of 43000 and probably the strongest military might in the world. Hardly fair, isn't it?

But stupid me just had to pick a feud with America and now our countries are bitter enemies sworn to destroy each other. In fact, the only thing stopping my island country from becoming the next lost Atlantis is the United Nation. Which is not much comfort, seeing that USA IS THE UN (or so it seems). America will probably just get a slap on a hand for nuking my country. But no, no, childish America wants to be able to point its finger and say: "but he started it" before obliterating my country. However I suspect America won't be willing to wait so long. As we recall from previous experiences in Afgan and Iraq, the US is not the patient type.

So obviously now there is only 1 option left for me (besides crashing the rescue helicopter into the pantagon). The plan is to first defame the USA, turn the whole UN against USA, then lure the Americans to perform a small-scale attack on my island. Hopefully by then the whole world will be anti-USA. Sounds ridiculous, but that the only thing that might work, however slim the chances are.

That is what I would have done in my younger days..... But I am starting to get too old for all this nonsense. I guess I have to resign my fate to Gods. The island that nobody would care if it disappear the next day, just like Malaysia.

Lone wolf howls alone

2009-12-28T08:42:00.000-08:00

If I put on a serious face, looked at you right in the eye and tell you I have cancer, would you believe me?

And thus the sadness. Everything is empty and pointless now, including you and me. Because this is the point of no return. Woe be me.

Studies shown that human being can actually go insane, or die from loneliness. The death part sounds far-fetch, but I can relate to the insane part.

Birdy fly fly, gone forever. Merry Christmas

2009-12-23T08:39:00.000-08:00

A tribute to the king of kings of roosters, who happens to be my rooster and is now dead:

A fitting title, seeing that my rooster must have been one of the oldest rooster. Should be around 5 year by next year. In human age that should be around 150. Even the shop owner said he would not expect chickens to live more than 5 years, and yet...

My birdie... Is horny, love to mate, crows everyday, is stupid, is a coward. That pretty much sums it up.

Anyway 4 days ago my mom let the chickens out as usual, but later that day the rooster was missing. Since if it was nearby I would have heard it crow, and it has been 4 days already, I can pretty much conclude it is dead.

I will miss it for sure, but I do not feel too sad. After all, it has lived a long long long happy life and now its time to move on. I am sure it rather have one final adventure rather rotting and dying of old age.

Merry Christmas everyone.

Fly fly fly

2009-12-22T05:16:00.000-08:00

Today I was driving somewhere and I was stuck in a traffic jam. So I listened to some music from the radio. And a song that came on was so good I tapped to its rhythm. But I accidentally tapped on the accelerator and my car shoot forward. Somehow I managed to stop the car just a microsecond before crashing into the car in front. God is with me!

Because everyone seems to be doing this kind of post. And because we soooooo don't know that God is with us.

Religion of overwhelming peace

2009-12-16T07:56:00.000-08:00

Somehow Islam is called religion of peace, does it mean it is more peaceful than other religion, or that it promotes peace more than other religion? Conversely, that would mean that other religions are more violent than Islam? Oh really? Not unless Muslims consider suicide bombing (among many others) as a peaceful activity. But then again, suicide bombing must seem quite peaceful and tame when compared to other encouraged activities in Islam, like stoning or pedophilia.

I am very sorry having to talk about this, but the Switzerland banning minarets case was so unjust that I must have my say. Just so you know, Muslims worldwide are protesting (as usual) over Switz's decision to ban the building of unsightly minarets on Mosque which serve no other function other than to annoy non-Muslims, citing that it is against religious tolerance and freedom. Wait, Religious tolerance? Religious freedom? What? Wow, respect to our Muslim brothers for daring to speak of such things, when right at their backyard of Saudi Arabia, any religion other than Islam is forbidden. In Eygpt building a church is considered Fatwa (sin against Allah). Or how about Sudan where a church is burned down every other day. And lets not forget our own country Malaysia, where its a crime to use the word 'Allah' by non-Muslims, or that it takes 15 years to get the approval to build even a small chapel. Surely all these actions speak volumes about the great 'tolerance' of our Muslim brothers. Have you not heard of the quote 'LEAD BY EXAMPLE'???

This really put things to perspective, does it not? After all, all these 'tolerance' problem of our Islamic brothers must be sooo sooo much more insignificant to the Switz banning the building of eyesores that has nothing to do with religious tolerance. The hypocrisy is so deep I doubt the next 100 generations of Muslim can dig their way out of this. Wait wait wait, in the Koran, isn't hypocrisy one of the few great sins against Allah ? AHAHA that means all you Muslims hypocrite are going to your hell, I hope you rot in there for eternity. Kiss your 72 virgins goodbye too.

Anyway all of this is beautifully summed up by Mr Robert Stanfield here.

Robert Stansfield, UK
The Kaaba which the muslims prays to everyday is located in the most religiously intolerant city on earth. All non-muslims are forbidden to enter. Churches are illegal. Synagogues are illegal. Buddhist temples are illegal. Blasphemers and apostates are tortured and murdered by the Islamic police. Bibles are illegal. Crosses are illegal. Stars of David are illegal. Stamps showing Christmas scenes are ripped off envelopes and destroyed. Muslims are very vocal about intolerance in Switzerland, and utterly silent about the hellhole of intolerance they pray to 5 times a day. Apparently, they only care about freedom and tolerance when they are the recipients. The hypocrisy is revolting.

Well said Mr. Robert.

Moving on to another issue which pains my heart, the research on why American Muslims are prone to commit acts of religious extremism. One of the main reason cited was the unfriendly treatment they receive and being shunned by society. Holy shit. If you stage a mass rally every other day, you wake the whole town up 5 times a day, and you yell 'death to America' now and then, surely surely you won't expect people to plaster a smile on their face every time they meet you? Should you not be grovelling in gratitude that the Land of Free even let you in? Letting you into America shows that America is truly the land of the free, what more can you ask for in a country? Besides that, surely my Muslim brothers in America know that violence won't solve anything? Are you telling me that staging a mass shootout will get people to hug you on the streets.

Taken from the book how to talk to a liberal:

A bunch of students from an Islamic asrama high school in Chicago were interviewed. In the interview, the author asked the students where would suicide bombers go in the afterlife. The students were absolutely certain that the suicide bomber would go to heaven. One of the interviewee said: "Surely a person who had committed such a huge sacrifice to God would be rewarded."

The auther then went to the head Islamic studies teacher of that school and told him about the interview. The teacher said that the students were wrong and misleaded, because it was clearly state in a verse in Koran: Thou shall not kill yourself.

Oh my god thank you captain obvious. Isn't this what every empathic human should know, that suicide bombing is bad, regardless of whether you read the Koran? What if you lost your Koran one day and forgot about that specific verse? Kaboom. And seeing that all those nutcases (terrorist) have a pretty addled brain, I think the chances of that happening won't exactly be low.

Whew, holiday I got plenty of time to write. No hard feelings I hope. If Muslims want to gain respect from the world, its time to buck up and change its image.

Role model

2009-12-13T06:06:00.000-08:00

I would like to share with you my role models, inspirations and persona's I have been trying to emulate.

Hopefully a combination of these persona = me.

Shawn Spencer, Psych:

Shawn Spencer is: the smoothest guy in town.

Spock, Star trek:

Spock is: smarter than you.

Dogbert, Dilbert:

Dogbert is: an evil, brilliant, sadistic dog. A good combination

Alan Shore, Boston Legal:

Alan Shore is: the second smoothest guy in town.

Lisa Simpson, The simpsons (dohh):

Lisa is: everything you should be. And me too

Jack Sparrow, Pirates of the Caribbean:

Jack Sparrow is: Eccentric yet funny. (99% of eccentric people are unfunny btw)

Lelouch, Code Geass:

Lelouch is: a genius, just like me. Except he can mind control.

Dumbledore, Harry Potter series:

Dumbledore is: Old yet wise.

If only.... But when one has nothing left, all we can do is hope and pray. Many times have I tried to emulate my role models. In all attempt I met with tragic failure, some so badly that the character I tried to copy died of shame. Its quite hard to get the right balance between all these characters too.

The key

2009-12-08T07:21:00.000-08:00

The key. The crucial, important part. The treasure is nothing without the key. Because the key unlocks the treasure within. And it must be treasure, for who would lock up something they do not value. So I need the key... All would fail without the key. Blablablablablabla, what I am trying to say is I need the fucking key.

You see, there is this treasure that I desire with all my heart. The treasure is worth a thousand stars. And each of the star contains a thousand angels, and each angel is worth 100billion US dollars. And the treasure is right in front of me now. Except its in a chest. And chest can only be opened using a special key. So by implication it means I desire that key with all my heart. I want to have a PS3, cash, car but I need water, air, food. Similarly , I need this key. I NEED IT.

I used to have the special key, but now I lost it. In the deep recess of my mind. And 1.5 years I have to get it back, before the treasure leave. And the key would be nothing without the treasure.

So please please please help me find the key in time. I'll do anything for it.

Spitting at the MOON, and the spit land back on my face.

2009-12-05T08:37:00.000-08:00

How can one with such an impure soul, me, ever have a meaningful relationship with those pure of hearts? No, never.

And I have tainted my soul yet again yesterday, for committing the abominable act of watching the movie Twilight. Credit would go to my college buddies, using underhand method to trick me watching it. For I have swore (to my soul obviously) that I would never ever ever ever watch Twilight, ever.

With a good reason, of course. Somehow I knew that movie going to be shitty, but I had no idea how much more shitty it could be. This movie takes the cake for worst movie of the year (more shitty than watchman imo). I have no desire to elaborate on how bad it was, because trying to recollect that movie was too painful. And also there are plenty reviews dissing Twilight already, and their review would be far more witty than mine, so go read theirs instead. Heck, the Star review insulted it so badly that it make all other insults, including mine pointless.

But who cares about all those bad reviews anyway. I can bet you teen pregnancy in America shot up the first week the movie Twilight is released. In other words, its nothing more than an instrument used in our societies elaborate mating ritual. Guys just have to suck it up and endure it if they want to 'get the prize'.

Lastly, if you are a girl your opinion of Twilight does not matter. At least girls got all the eye-candy to look at.(If you count 17 year old Jacob as eye candy. All our girls are pedophiles.)Who are guys going to look at? Emo childish underdeveloped Bella?

Welcome to EPL

2009-12-04T07:56:00.000-08:00

Not much inspiration for blog updates lately, mainly because everyone around me is uninspired. However, I have a few updates planned I think. But now that Laveen made a facebook for me... I suppose time will tell whether I will devote more love to it. Well the user interface is very confusing for a start. So -1.

I once swore I would never get FB (and technically I still did not). And guess who did I swore to? My soul. Guess I should start treating my soul with more respect now haha. Now I have a shattered soul, thank you Laveen. Thank you very much.

Oh I just realize there definitely will be an update tomorrow after watching that God awful overrated movie called Twilight. Sorry if I appear blasphemous to some people. I know, Categorizing Twilight as a movie would be blasphemy to every other movie in the world. But for lack of better words just bear with me.

A throng of posts

2009-11-29T07:40:00.000-08:00

As I approach my 100th post, I shall be celebrating this great achievement... With a post! However, I have still not forgotten that it is a taboo to have more than 100 post in a blog. (actually I made this taboo out 5 minute ago in hope that some people will stop overblogging... *You know who you are*) Anyway, this means that I have to delete some of my older post so that my blog does not exceed 100 post! ** Imagines Rabid fans screaming: "Omg all your post so perfect don't delete please I beg you" while drooling Homer Simpson style** If only, some post were so terribly written that I could not have written it even if I was drunk from alcohol, stupidity and madness altogether (Or so I thought). Time to do the laundry.

Now would also be a good time to review my blog. So first question. Has my blog managed to serve its purpose? In that respect I would have to say it failed tragically. However I despair not, as I have seen great good come out of this failed creation. I got to know a few people a lot more better, for example. Even more than I would like to know sometimes.

Of course a good review MUST include peer review (hear that Mr.environmentalist nutfucks?) So thank you to those who answered the several questions set out by me. If I have not ask you anything yet it means your opinion does not matter. Nah, just joking, but I don't get it why do some people (especially girls) need to sugar-coat their answers so much. Its not like the blog is so important that I will die from your honesty. Remember, the blog is merely a tool to achieve the purpose. And while the purpose is important, the blog is only just a tool afterall.

I'm having a hard time thinking of what misfortune would befall those who break the taboo. At first I thought this would work: 'Anyone who has more than 100 blog post is a retarded person' But then I realize that all humans are already retarded and so it won't work. Damn.

Rot and decay, senesce!

2009-11-26T05:34:00.000-08:00

I am getting too old for all of this.... 5 sure signs that you are getting old:

You are not as brilliant as before.
Well mine has diminished greatly no doubt. I suppose over the time the brilliance was dulled by the mediocrity of those around me. All that is left is a husk, with occasionally a spark of its former glory. Also not as quick witted as before. But I don't recall me being particularly quick witted in my younger days either... Or I would not have gotten into so many sticky situations.

You have lost your fighting spirit
I know I have. Oh in the younger days how I used to enjoy challenges, confrontations. The thrill, the excitement of putting yourself to the test. Now I can't stand even the slightest adversaries. Is this what they called 'losing the will to fight'? In fact just the thought of it makes my heart overload. Am getting old indeed.

Everything is overrated.
Definitely true for me. Its like everything is 'been there, done that' Sad. I used to be able to watch 3 movies in a row. Now I can barely survive the movie 2012. Things rarely capture my attention anymore, or even if they do I lose interest easily.

Your immune system weakens. You get sick easily.
True and true. My immune system now has 80% less tolerance to bullshit! As for sickness... Perhaps not physically sick, but sick in the mind.

Lastly, You have lost your physical prowess
Funny, my football/any sports was shitty when I was form 3. Now my football/sports is super shitty! Even in arm wrestling it shows. In form 2 I used be able arm wrestle with a person stronger than Ganesh without humiliating myself. (I still lost though, but at least i did not lose in 1 microsecond as it happened with Ganesh.) Heck, I even went to the gym last time.

I really am getting old... Does any of this apply to you? If yes you are getting old and you are welcome to join me. Currently thinking of how to apply for senior citizen discount.

How sad, life suddenly seems so short when the end approaches. I just wish I can live till a ripe old age of 20 at least before I die.

Fan service

2009-11-24T07:38:00.000-08:00

I'm too tired to write a full post today. Here are some pictures I painstakingly took after weeks of hard work. Sorry if its not 'tragic' enough for some of you.

That is the problem. Every time I go near Sticky it will wake up immediately....

Finally.... After at least 20 tries. Fact, Cats WILL look away every single time you are about to click the shutter......

Better take this picture before it wakes up....

God bless your soul if you hate cats. Don't worry, I used to hate cats too. Until I realize there are far more important things to hate.

The parable of the lost lamb

2009-11-23T03:00:00.000-08:00

One day, a lamb, realizing that the shepherd did not have its best interest in heart, (the shepherd merely wants its wool) decided not to follow the shepherd ever again. It said: "I rather die to the wolves than be abused by that shepherd any longer. So good riddance!"

But the lamb soon got lost without the shepherd, and it wander aimlessly through the land. Even so, the lamb convinced itself:" at least I am happy that I am not with the shepherd anymore."

Until it met the two mythical creatures Cigol and Hturt. Together, all 3 creatures sat down and talked. They discussed many things. Among the many things, Hturt said:"Its not just about the wolves, little lamb"

And the lost lamb realized now that it is truly lost. The time has come for the lamb to return to the shepherd.

blablablabla, get it? Jeez, common sense really is not so common anymore, so they say.

Well, this is a first for me(this kind of post), enjoy.

I can do a split!

2009-11-20T07:32:00.000-08:00

For as long as I remembered I have always been more on the pessimist side. Or rather after i heard this quote when I was very young.

Being a pessimist has its perks. You are either always right or pleasantly surprised.

Flawed as it may be, I was still young then so you must excuse me. But of course, all this are just illusions of choice. I don't recall choosing to be a pessimist. I was born that way, that is what I would like to think. Either way its already too much a part of me that I can't change it already.

I do try to limit my negative thoughts on my action. In other words, pessimist thoughts, optimist action. Its very very hard. Now thats called a split.

Anger gives us the courage to type stupid things

2009-11-18T06:41:00.000-08:00

I wanted to do a really long long essay, but there is this pressing issue that i need to rant about first.

Let the world know that from now on, Gabby is anti-EPL!!! (english premier league)

Now I used to be quite tolerant to EPL, but due to 'this' incident, my official standing is now to hate every bit of it. It all started on Halloween night, while I was eagerly awaiting the 5 hours of Simpson halloween special. My parents were out of town, and I told my brother he could hog up the computer, so nothing can stop me from enjoying this 5 hour simpson orgy right, right???

How wrong I was, because my brother suddenly told me:" 9 to 11 I want to watch TV"
I was shocked. What could possibly be on TV that was more important than his life, i.e playing computer games? Turns out it was Man.United vs some shit club. But I was not about to give in to a kid who is brain-dead enough to think watching 22 monkeys prancing around is fun. However, I could not counter this argument: " I watch 2 hours you watch 3 hours not fair meh?"
And so, I missed the 2 most eagerly awaited hour of my life. Its enough to make me hate something.

How should I start with EPL? How about this. Home to the most famous actors in the world, EPL is the most overrated and overpaid gaming organization in the world. Seriously WTF made it so special compared to other real sports like tennis and rugby? Those smart-alecks would be trying to say now "football is not a game, its an art". Yeah, art. If football is art then my blog posts would be Shakespearean classic. Now the rabid fans would try to say: "but football is the different! Football is a mixture of teamwork, precision and luck, that's why its an art!" Hahaha, pathetic. Know what other games requires all those? Just about any other fucking team sport in the world.

And God bless the souls of the mindless rabid club supporters that is keeping EPL alive. Why the hell would anyone be so obsessed over a club is beyond me. The managers of the club change, the players change, the stadium change, the only thing that didn't change is the name. Even the ownership of a club can change for the love of Christ(from one billionaire CEO who doesn't even have a clue who Beckham is to another) The club you supported 5 years ago might as well be a totally new club today, so please please tell me why I should not label you a mindless rabid. Some even go as far to give the excuse that they are happy to 'fit in' or feel a 'sense of belonging'. If this is YOU, please check in to the nearest hospital to be treated for asperger syndrome.

Coming back to that fateful Halloween night. My arguments that there will be a next time for this stupid match whereas my Simpson is one-in-a-lifetime failed too. Since I had nothing to do, I decided to watch this 'fabulous match' my brother. A decision I sincerely regret. Except during the 28th minute where this idiot guy lightly touch another monkey and that monkey rolled on the floor and was howling as if someone murdered his entire family. That is beyond pathetic, it was barely a graze! My god, in American football some players dislocate their shoulders but still refuse to stop playing. (and they don't fucking need a stretcher to be carried out of the field)

And here the comes the first goalllll!!! Immediately my brothers phone rang, and the guy on the other side yelled: "omg did you see that, that was awesome" to much agreement from my brother. Wow, you call that awesome? A gay/gay right activist that does not always think they are right, now thats called awesome.
Anyway I endured 2 hours of nonsense, but that was still not the breaking point.
Later that night (1 a.m), I said to my brother:" hey want watch AXN halloween midnight movie?" "sorry I want to watch Arsenal vs Tottenham" FUCK YOU EPL, FUCK YOU.

The great battle

2009-11-17T07:14:00.000-08:00

Maybe it was considered great by Laveen, but it was like accidentally crushing an insect to me.

Here, is the original unedited battle of wits of Laveen against me. Watch how this puny insect foolishly tries to challenge me, and received Zeus's almighty lightning bolt up his ass. Severely handicapped by lack of resources, Gabby (me) relied on his brilliance alone to survive the onslaught, and still manage to pull of a victory taunt.

LaVeeN says:

allright, lets put that to the test

hmm...

what is the toruqe of a couple

gabby says:

its similar to the term in the klingon language fasdjfhewihoadvinaefwiuawoeiuaewioaefwih

correct?

duh

LaVeeN says:

no!

idiot

so ur wrong

gabby says:

its correct

look up for the word fasdjfhewihoadvinaefwiuawoeiuaewioaefwih

in the klingon dictionary

its exactly the description of that act

LaVeeN says:

i see

gabby says:

ask me another question then

LaVeeN says:

in english, what is meant by elastic deformation

gabby says:

it is meant adskjfafenwiuvbeeurguaq3rqererwb in the Leirbag language

LaVeeN says:

thats not what i asked

gabby says:

sorry

in english

sneaky bastard

right

i shall answer

if i recall

there is an elastic limit for all matters

sorry

w8 ah

if it is pass the elastic limit an object will experience elastic deformity?

A temporary shape change that is self-reversing after the force is removed, so that the object returns to its original shape, is called elastic deformation

LaVeeN says:

clever boy

now i shall ask another question

one of which google wont provide the answe

gabby says:

idiot

i use yahoo

LaVeeN says:

whatever

in a diffraction grating, how does the fringe separation change when the amplitude is doubled

gabby says:

the fringe separation changes according to the klingon equation afjklaeiocvnoiaceawiniaewaefaefwklfaeklfadsklsadfkl

LaVeeN says:

hah u fool!

it doesnt change

gabby says:

duh

LaVeeN says:

;pp

gabby says:

that much is obvious

the klingon equation states that it doesnt change when the amplitude change

LaVeeN says:

ur an ass

gabby says:

you should have said in english

haiz

it took me 0.20 microsecond more

to convert it to klingon language

LaVeeN says:

fine fine, again

in english, how does the power of a system change when its current is double,

gabby says:

hmm

LaVeeN says:

give up?

gabby says:

typing

its kinda long

it changes in exactly the same way as a lightsabers powercrystal power up when double the force input

there you go

LaVeeN says:

i give up

happy?

gabby says:

lol

so I win?

yes

duh

LaVeeN says:

yes yes yes

gabby says:

why dont you ask me what happens when a lightsabers powercrystal power up when double the force input

lol

bow in defeat and humiliation

and do not forgot this day

the day you tried to best your mighty God, and failed miserably

your ego shredded

you self-worth crushed

and let this be a lesson to all

for all those who challenge gabby

only suffering awaits you

LaVeeN says:

Okok I bow in defeat.

A sick joke.

2009-11-16T01:11:00.000-08:00

Its all a sick joke.

I had a weird dream yesterday (Sunday). In fact the sickest dream I ever had my life. Anyway the dream begin with me waking up to my usual breakfast, feeding the cats and going to college. Of course I did not realize I was dreaming that time. The thing that made it stood out from my typical dream was that it was so so so extremely realistic and I could remember everything that happened in it. I even remembered looking at my watch while tying my shoelace, and I actually dream every moment of that day (no blanks in between).

Here is where the interesting part starts. When I reached the college, a series of strange events unfolded before me. It was so brilliant, mystical(yet logical), epic and perfect that it had to be real. It MUST BE REAL. The evil plot, the evil scheme(not by me though). I was so sad yet so happy at that time I could only stutter out words as I speak. True happiness! Finally after 17 miserable years. Imagine that.

And then I woke up. Omgawd it couldn't possibly be a dream, its too real to be a dream, it can't be a dream. I would die if it was a dream. As I lie in my bed, I slowly calmed down and collected my thoughts. No, I know it can't be a dream , too real. So it must have been a recollection, when? Hmm, yesterday? Think so... yesterday? Omg yes it happened yesterday yes yes yes yes yes. At that moment I was so happy that the dream was real my heart was bursting with joy. Just moments before I was in a state of blind panic, but now I felt pure all-consuming happiness

And then I really woke up this time to the song of that narcissistic annoying bitch Lenka( hate her hate her hate her) whom my tune-death brother was listening to. And I died inside. It was all dream? How can it be? Its too real, it must exist. Yes, it must be real, IT MUST!!!! I will die if it was a dream. But as I tossed and turn in my bed (after yelling at my brother to close that sick awful music), I came to that horrible realization. NONONONONO, I refuse to believe it, the dream is real, its you all that is fake. All of you, you don't exist. At least to me.... It was the most real thing that ever happened to me. Sob, even thinking about it really makes me want to weep again.

I can't believe I got mind-fucked by myself. And tomorrow I will have another real dream too. Its time to put on that formal dress and do presentation again, now thats called a living nightmare.

As I said, its a sick joke.

Most important post, ever!

2009-11-11T02:42:00.001-08:00

Really. I don't give a shit whether you have read my other posts or not, but you must read this.

Dear readers, if you are reading this you will know that I am in a truly desperate situation. And the power to save me is in your hands. I am looking for the ps2 game DVD called 'Bully'. If you have one, please please contact me so we can make arrangements. I just need to borrow it for a day to burn a few copies (or you can help me burn 2 copies, either way) The reward: I will give you ANYTHING.

There is a story behind all this, of course. It began last Saturday when I went to a games shop and saw this game 'Bully'. I remembered I used to have fun playing this game for a while before trading it, so I bought it. Turns out the game I bought must be the last copy sold in Selangor. And oh shit, there is a fucking scratch in the disk! I only realize there was a scratch after it caused the game to crash repeatedly. The problem is I am so addicted to that game now and I must finish it no matter what. So I searched everywhere to find this game but obviously I din't manage to find it.

Anyway, the desire to help comes from the heart. But already I can imagine some of you snickering, die you fag.

Lastly, I accidentally bought a shirt that Teck Hing wore before I think, so if both of us ever wear that same shirt on the same day we are to keep a 1km distance between us, ok?

left, right, wrong

2009-11-07T06:38:00.000-08:00

This is the story of a african-american VS a malay school teacher.

Malay teacher: Which hand are you suppose to use when you pass people something?

black kid: YO YO.. OH SHIT I FORGOT, SORRY MAAM REALLY SORRY... RIGHT HAND OF COURSE.... WHAT AM I THINKING, USING LEFT HAND.... BECAUSE LEFT HAND IS FOR WIPING BUTT, I FORGOT... IF I TOUCH THE THING AND THE THING TOUCH YOU MY SHIT SPREAD TO YOU... THIS IS MAGICAL SHIT YO... SO IF I TOUCH THIS WITH MY LEFT HAND FIRST, THE SHIT WILL PASS ON TO THAT THING... BUT AFTER TOUCHING IT, I USE MY RIGHT HAND GIVE THE SHIT WILL BECOME NO MORE.. OMG WTF SO MAGICAL THIS SHIT... WE COOL, WE COOL, I SPEAK NO MORE, DON'T ISA(internal security act) ME DUDE.... IMMA GIVE YOU WITH MY RIGHT HAND, EVEN THO I USE MY RIGHT HAND TO WIPE MY BUTT... YOU DON'T MIND??? SURE YOU DON'T, COZ MAGICAL SHIT IS MAGICAL. EVEN WASHING HAND CAN'T REMOVE IT, SUPER MAGIC!!! THROUGH SOME DIVINE PROVIDENCE GOD CAME DOWN TO EARTH AND SAY.... YOU SHALL WIPE YOUR BUTT WITH YOUR LEFT HAND... EPIC GOD IS EPIC... HE KNOWS WHAT BEST FOR US, FOR ME...

AFTER ALL, TRADITION YO.... RESPECT MAXZ... TRADITON MAKE US STRONG... TRADITION IS PART OF US HOMIE... STANDING PROUD AND TALL FOR OUR TRADITION... LIKE THOSE CANNIBALISM TRIBES.... THAT IS UBER COOL TRADITION.. THOUGH GENERATIONS OUR TRADITION MAKE US THRIVE...... NOBODY CARE IT NO LONGER APPLIES NOW....

HEY... I WONDER WHY ALL THOSE CANNIBALISM TRIBES ARE EXTINCT.

The next day, newspaper in Malaysia reported: Black dude arrested under ISA act for causing disharmony. Moral of the story, I am sad.

Inside the devils mind,

2009-11-05T06:29:00.000-08:00

Where devious plans are hatched.

Despicable as I may be, I will never ever ever backstab anyone, only front stab. Its sort of a principle you can say(I do have principles you jerk). Cowardly, despicable act. If you have to resort to backstab because you dare not face a person, you already lost, that is what I believe. Or tried to believe. Because its getting harder by the day when you are the only one playing fair, its like fighting blindfolded. But at least I don't plot and scheme like an evil scientist (mostly because all my plots and schemes fail)

Its kind of funny that Chulan used to think gold will spill out of my mouth every time I speak (i.e I will say something epic) because I rarely speak. But of course, the truth revealed itself soon enough that the reason I refuse to comment on something is because rubbish would come out of my mouth. I can't think of anything else to say other than rubbish. In other words, my moment of 'brilliance' was also retarded too. Because even a down sydrome guy will surely hit upon a funny sentence out of the million rubbish thought thats revolving in his mind everyday.

Lastly, somehow the definition of the word truthful/realistic seem to include the words cruel, mean, jerk. I spit on this fucked up world.

How to shoot lightning bolts from your butt!!!

2009-11-04T03:02:00.000-08:00

Guaranteed to work! in your dreams
I got pictures if you want proof

Instruction:

1. Get a jumper cable
2. borrow a car battery
3. buy some crack
4. smoke the crack (or sniff it or jab it whatever it takes)
5. Use the jumper cable to zap yourself until you are knocked out
6. Now you might just had that wild dream of shooting lightning bolts from your butt! (I know I did, it was awesome) Or you might die. But at least you died an honorable death knowing that you prevented someone stupid enough to this pass on his genes.

Try it

Blogs are overrated

There is no honour in death.
Darth bane, a retarded gay sith
(Sith are almost similar to our catholic priests, don't get confused. Just remember Sith are smarter and can use force powers)

Stare deeply into the eye.

2009-11-03T05:59:00.000-08:00

The picture of the cat in my blog was supposed to hypnotize weak-minded people into becoming brain-dead. The idea is brain-dead people are easier to be trained as my slave. I think it is working.

Hmm, God is really weak, He failed to finish off my world in the first apocalypse, so now he is trying it again. This time using Apocalypse v2! Omg double exam tomorrow. And I heard those who were taking econ, maths and chem got 3. Ahaha bring it on. I already know what kind of fail results I will get anyway.

Love your life (don't mess with PETA)

2009-11-01T05:30:00.000-08:00

In face of great danger,

True courage!!

Courage to express myself without using this piece of shit. That is what I want. (and need).

Quantity=Quality

If I had twitter

2009-10-29T09:28:00.000-07:00

I would be posting this right now:

Currently learning how to perform the I look down on you/ you are pathetic/ I am greater than you face. Its a combination of a half-sneer, contemptuous eyes, and look of triumph.

Don't get fooled, its really hard to get it right. And even if you do get it right its hard to maintain it. It seems I am rather lacking in this area. Thank god to the miracle called plastic surgery.

However, one must also have something to back up his looks (or else people will just laugh at you). Good thing I have plenty of greatness to go around.

License to greater things

2009-10-26T18:45:00.000-07:00

Now that Lynette ( I actually took the effort to find the proper spelling) got her driving license, it seems that Shum is the only person in my A-level intake that does not have one. In other words, Shum is still not allowed to drive (for a long long time), how sad.

Therefore, I urge my fellow readers to laugh and torment him at every opportunity available. Point out that you are superior to him in every way because you have a driving license. Like others, I think that getting a license is a stepping stone into adulthood (especially for guys). Sadly, the only way Shum can prove his 'maturity' now is by flashing his pubic hair.

I do not know whether to congratulate or weep bitter tears whenever someone gets their license. Conflicting emotions. Weep bitter tears because yet another person has join the elite club of 'those that can drive', thus diluting its 'eliteness'. Also 1 more driver on the road= 1 more car on the road= more traffic= oh shit. Congratulate, of course, to share in with his/her feelings of joy, and also to not be a prick.

Tragic news- Fall of a Datuk

2009-10-25T19:00:00.000-07:00

Kuala Lumpur: Yesterday at the house of parliament, there was an inquiry as to why the fuck is the Atlantuya case not settled yet after 2 years.

Opposition leader, Anwar asked: " Najib, were you in any way, involved in the Atlantuya case?"

Najib:

Hishammuddin, who was right next to Najib:

We expect Hishammuddin to hand in his resignation letter to Najib tomorrow. Hishammuddin later confessed he finally could not contain his emotions after listening to that bullshit so many times.

Meanwhile, people on the streets are celebrating at the apparent downfall of the keris waving maniac, also known as the creator of the motto "Laws are created to be abused, and so is the ISA" When interviewed, Gabby, one of the thousands celebrating on the streets, replied: "This is truly a happy day indeed. Everyone is in a festive mood, at least when compared to this year non-existent Merdeka day.... "

However, it won't be a rosy retirement for Hishammuddin as he might have to use most of his pension to defend against a RM10 billion lawsuit filed by Najib. Najib is suing Hishammuddin in the syariah court for committing the sin of mocking Najib the great.

The day Anwar becomes prime minister

2009-10-21T18:59:00.000-07:00

will truly be a hilarious day indeed. I can imagine the first Act( of parliament) he will pass.

A few weeks ago, Di-Anne asked me in the E-forum why do I object to gay marriages. Interesting question! Try as I might, I could not think up of any answer to that question (at that time). Thus, seeing that she has plenty of reason to support gay orgy parties while I have non to oppose it, I told her I am not opposed to gay marriage. However, that left me unsatisfied because I could not answer the question, and also because I actually oppose gay marriage. Then the answer came to me: I do not need a reason to oppose gay marriage!! WTF, the answer was right in front of me, and I could not see it. How stupid of me. Now I know I do not need to waste time thinking up rational arguments for all this nonsense.

You know, there is 1 word to describe a person who do things without a rational reason, insane. So am I insane? Am I? Certainly not, thank you. All this deep mistrust are due to social conditioning, and in a way that is a reason enough.

Lastly, here is a point to take into consideration while discussing homosexuality. Did you know that homosexuality was once considered a mental disorder by the American Psychiatric Association? Not surprising, seeing that it can be treated by therapy. However the therapy is quite gross and I shall not discuss it in length, but keep in mind it involves masturbating while being exposed to different stimulants. Anyway I am pleased to mention that the therapy was 100% successful with all its patients in converting them back. (although some were only temporary) Another reason homosexuality was classified as a mental disorder was because it has a cause. Research show that most of the gays become gay as a subconscious way to cope with their general inadequacy with the opposing sex, which includes:

uncomfortable in the presence of female,
unable to communicate meaningfully/adequately with women( to express their emotions),
general frustration in interacting with the opposing sex.

Strange, that seems to describe me perfectly. Yet I am still as straight as a meter-rule. Some people have terrible coping mechanisms it seems.

(Note: opposing gay marriages does not equate to homophobia, which by the way is a perfectly rational reaction)

Omg, relatives are related to me!! Since when

2009-10-21T09:32:00.000-07:00

In case you have not watch it yet( due to your ignorance), here is Usain Bolt pawning some nobodies while breaking the world record for 100m sprint at the same time (in Berlin). Must see.

But anyone can run that fast...
When someone know their relatives are coming!

Especially if you have relatives like mine. As it should be, I am not exactly on the best of terms with some of my aunts and uncles. They too, hold much disdain for me (understandable). And recently I have come to dread visits from that particular aunt/ uncle more than I thought possible. Because last year I thought to myself its impossible to dread their visits more than now. And yet I was wrong.

Mainly because they found a new way to demean me and they are using it every opportunity. Before that it was always about how many A's I will get in SPM (and that was still bearable), but now its always something like this:

Relatives say: You got girlfriend already?
They mean: I bet you don't have a girlfriend yet.

Relative say: Haven't found the right girl?
They mean: The day you get a girlfriend I will be the president of USA.

Relative say: Don't worry, now should focus on studying instead of dating.
They mean: NERDDDD

Relative say: Ya, now too young to have girlfriend.
They mean: IMMATURE

This conversation happens every single time I meet my relatives. And it hurts, because its so true. If self-esteem is like a wall, mine would been battered by a herd of rampaging rhino.( Luckily self-esteem is not like a wall). So step aside Usain Bolt, you are blocking my way.

Oh yea, because apparently some of my post are not funny enough, this will make up for all the previous unfunny post. Its a rather crude yet entertaining joke that should keep your simple mind happy.

So no more complains forever. Lastly, Happy Halloween. Remember to watch the simpson 6 hour halloween marathon on star world. (31 october 7pm)

Question and answer session

2009-10-20T04:40:00.001-07:00

Just in case you are autistic, he is Orlando Bloom.

It came to my attention that no fewer than several people have asked about my display picture, while making false/malicious assumptions of their own. Some of the questions are: 'Are you trying to compare yourself with Orlando Bloom?', " Why did you choose that display picture', and 'Is it you are too ugly to post your own picture'. The answers are no, no and no. Since I have no suitable picture to serve as a display picture, I decided to choose something visually appealing for the benefit of readers. Why Orlando Bloom then? Because girls seem to find him hot, and guys are not intimidated by him because he is so sissy. That is all there is to it.

As a blogger, I try to balance my posts between entertaining the readers, and voicing my opinion/feeling. However, recently I received complains from certain party that some of my post were 'not funny', imagine that. I did not recall ever saying that all my posts are meant to humor you. Some topics, of course, are much too serious to be taken lightly. Besides that, we bloggers entertain our readers so that they will read the blog. But what is the point of people reading my blog if there is nothing on my blog that I want you to read? Surely, you should understand this if your brain is larger than the full stop at the end of this sentence.

Lastly, if you really want to read something funny, let me recommend you a good place to start. Its called Google. Just google the word 'funny jokes'

Gabby's woe

2009-10-19T08:57:00.000-07:00

Kindly read the other three post below first (if you have not done so)before proceeding with this one.

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Woe be me,
I see it now,(through the fog)
it all comes down to this,
and my heart is filled with great sadness

Woe be me o Lord,
You brought me to life,
and like every human,
let me taste suffering
and I suffered like the next man did.
But our suffering
little may our suffering be (little to You)
but its constantly gnawing, chewing
devouring us from the inside.
Ah, do we live to suffer
or suffer to live?
I don't know
I don't care
I can't bear it no more.
Please let it stop,
please let it end.

Is this the price we must pay to live?
Then I forfeit my life here and now
Its not worth it, this life
its overrated.
Death I will embrace
and my suffering continue in the flames of hell.
And so it never ends,
this suffering.

Have mercy on me o Lord,
all I want is for it to end,
salvation is out of reach,
the harder I try, the further it gets.
And why is it
you fill us with the thirst for knowledge,
but never quench it.
Do You enjoy this,
us writhing before You?

Am I weak?
Not being able to endure this,
but You made me weak!
Why should I endure it?
What will I get?
surely nothing that I would want,
its a conspiracy.
woe be me.

The original 1 was much longer, but I could not recall the rest... Too bad, hehehe. Well, the end of my musings

Rebuke by God

2009-10-18T08:34:00.000-07:00

Please read the other 2 post below first before proceeding with this 1.

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And God replied to Gabby in a vision( modified to simple English for your convenience, because He was speaking in gibberish):

Ah, sarcasm
Lowest form of humor
Can you do no better?

No, you can't
I made you (that way)
So why should I not care (for you)
Of course, if you mean care as in " Oh shit jesus christ, Tsunami!!! Save me, Lord!!"
Then no.
Because all is fated,
but action is the seed of fate.
And free will caused our action
And free will made it fated

Why,
why do you blame everything that is wrong on Me,
yet all the good you enjoyed without questioning.

How,
how can you say I forsaken you,
when you were never wanted before in the first place.
(to forsake something you must have wanted/cherish it before)

And what,
what of your suffering?
when it is barely a drop of water in the ocean.
you know not of true suffering,

Wasting time prancing around,
asking questions that will never be answered
I tell you truly
the mysteries of God shall be hidden from mankind
until the day of their death.
For if I tell you the answer,
will you be able to comprehend it?

And blablabla He went on and on... I am feeling pretty down right now.... part 3 of the spiritual road. Next post: Gabby's woes.

Prayer of hope/wish

2009-10-17T08:20:00.000-07:00

One cannot live on bread alone( but also by the word of God) , sometimes we need help, and God provides. ( when He is not busy creating tsunamis) Therefore, here is a helpful prayer that you should try.

Since this prayer is particularly difficult, I will have to guide you through it step by step while give you several tips to achieve its full potential:
1. Take a few deep breath.

2. It is always wise to start a prayer with praises and flattery to God. Example, 'O merciful, all-knowing and almighty God' something like that should be fine. It is a known fact that God must achieve a quota of 1 billion praises per day or He will go berserk. Prove: one of the factors of The great flood was that God was real pissed as not enough people were worshiping him. Big ego it seems...... But also jealous and spiteful too. Example, Babylon got kicked ass becoz God was jealous that the Babylonians were worshiping another deity instead of him. Don't forget what happen to exiles who complained about the manna/bread God gave them to eat (read up Moses and company, after escaping from Egypt.) Our ragtag band of exiles tasted Gods wrath for complaining that a sucky bread sucks. So please treat God with caution.

3. Remember to perform your prayer rituals before you pray! (according to your own religious or cultural believe) God will consider your prayer invalid if you don't perform the rituals. So position yourself correctly, bang your head on the floor, whatever, just do it, I cannot emphasize on it more. Imagine that, a fussy super being, sounds like my mother.

4. Do not let questions such as 'Why should God even care' interrupt your thoughts! If any sort of similar question enter your mind, banish it by repeating:" God created me, God loves me, God acts in mysterious ways! God has his reasons for helping me!" While saying this, focus all your effort from preventing your eyeballs moving in a circular direction. That is why most people close their eyes while praying, so that God can't see them roll their eyes. Fools, God is all-knowing.

5. Now that you have started praying in earnest, you might hear a hysterical laughter occasionally, especially if you are as highly spiritual as me. Ignore it, its just your figment of imagination. It could not possibly be God laughing at our stupidity for thinking He gives a shit. After all, even God would have gotten tired of laughing after the first 500 years of listening to human's countless appeals of 'I want a job promotion, I want a new house' with the delusional believe that God would help them.

6. Now say whatever you want, what you hope would happen, your wishes and ask for Lord to grant them.

7. Amen!

8. Now if somehow your wish is granted, give due thanks to the Lord by saying: " Thank you o God, if I had not made that prayer, that wish would 100% not be fulfilled. It is because of You, and you alone. There is no such thing as coincidence."

9. If your prayer is not answered, you have not tried hard enough. Try again.

Thats it then. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Now some of the matters here appear funny to me due to my lack of understanding on that matter. I have no ill-will or intend to insult/offend anyone in this post. This was done in the spirit of humor, and nothing else. However, if you find any part of this post offensive because you are an easily offended person, do feel free to inform me and I will do what I can. Also take note that this post may OR may not reflect on my personal believe unless specifically stated, so please reserve your judgement. This applies to every of my post henceforth.

Prayer of thanksgiving

2009-10-16T04:48:00.001-07:00

Thank you, o Lord for putting food on my table, while an African is dying of starvation somewhere...
Thank you, o Lord for letting me pick up that RM 1 on the floor, instead of the orphan who was begging on the street beside me...
Thank you, o Lord for showering me with your love, because you don't love anyone else other than me...
Thank you, o Lord for letting Osama live, because he don't deserve to die.
Thank you, o Lord for crushing the communist nations, as they rightly deserve, even though you left out the 2 most evilest ones. (North korea and China)
Thank you, o Lord for letting me suffer, because through suffering I become human.
Thank you, o Lord for letting me become more human through suffering, even though some people live a sunshine life and are still human enough.
Thank you, o Lord for constantly giving me false hope, inspiring me when I lost all hope, for the purpose of smashing me back to the ground again.
Thank you, o Lord for not making me rich, because I won't appreciate my money properly UNLIKE Michael Jackson, or Madonna.
Thank you, o Lord for placing me at the bottom of the social ranking, because if I am popular I will get arrogant and do crazy things UNLIKE Britney Spears or Amy Whinehouse. (who act so humbly)
Thank you, o Lord for making me the way I am, so that You will have an excuse to give me if I asked you why I am poor/loser, allowing me to live happily ever after.
And lastly, Thank you o Lord for causing everything to happen( including the things above), because it would not have happen if not for You.

Amen?

Please enjoy this in the spirit of sarcasm. Anyway, now that I need to make new buddies in the afterlife, you are encourage to repeat this prayer 5 times a day. However please do so only at a place where it is safe from lightning.
Exam is over for me, expect near daily updates. Currently I am finding the right path, my spiritual road. Funny, now of all the time.

Chamber of screts

2009-10-13T00:57:00.000-07:00

I notice that after every exam, besides discussing the exam, 90% of the girls will immediately go to the toilet (usually in groups). Question. What the hell are girls doing in there?

This is it!

2009-10-10T08:18:00.000-07:00

Revelation 16

¹⁶Then they gathered the kings together to the place that in Hebrew is called Armageddon.
¹⁷The seventh angel poured out his bowl into the air, and out of the temple came a loud voice from the throne, saying, "It is done!" ¹⁸Then there came flashes of lightning, rumblings, peals of thunder and a severe earthquake. No earthquake like it has ever occurred since man has been on earth, so tremendous was the quake. ¹⁹The great city split into three parts, and the cities of the nations collapsed. God remembered Babylon the Great and gave her the cup filled with the wine of the fury of his wrath. ²⁰Every island fled away and the mountains could not be found. ²¹From the sky huge hailstones of about a hundred pounds each fell upon men. And they cursed God on account of the plague of hail, because the plague was so terrible.

Law paper 1. Tomorrow, judgment day, Armageddon. The end of life as I know it. Or maybe not, depending on how hard the paper is.... But knowing those Englishman who set the paper, its going to be bloody hard. They are snotty pricks after all...

Actually, I rather it really be the end of the world tomorrow. That way we all die and go to heaven. After all, some things are far worse than death. For example eternal humiliation and getting grounded for 20 years. However, I shall not fear nor despair, for I can't afford to hesitate. Now is the time, I will charged into the unknown, armed with my sword and shield (pen and paper).

And either way I shall die a horrible death, I just know it. At least I die with honor then. Fuck the Michael Jackson movie for having such a great title.

Kingdom of heaven

2009-10-07T06:59:00.000-07:00

About the quote from previous post, I am now well aware that it came from the bible, thanks for reminding me. At first I did not know it came from the bible, so I just put where I found it from (but luckily Anton told me first, sparing me from future embarrassment)However, the next time anyone reminds me where that quote came from again, I will force feed you the largest bible I have, page by page.

On another similar matter (its similar), I would like to mention that I firmly believe in heaven and hell (although I am still an atheist). You see, I once read this long philosophical argument that 'proved' that heaven and hell must exist.It involve lots of assumption, implication, sequences and other mumbo jumbo that would fill pages so I won't talk about it her. Not much of a proof, seeing that much crap is involved, but I still believe it.

Having said that, it has came to my attention for a long time now that some people (especially those old farts who are about to die) do charity not because of pity, empathy or altruism, but rather for the sole purpose of 'buying' their way into the kingdom of heaven( or for trying to improve their karma, depending on what you believe). I was reminded of this when I was discussing about altruism today. Its kind of funny actually, to think that some people believe they can 'buy' their way to heaven. Oh almighty God, please reserve a special place in hell for these kind of people with perverted thinking. If this is what we must do to go to heaven, I will gladly go to hell then. Seriously, some of them don't even know for what cause they are donating to.

I realize it would be more practical to post widgets instead of whole post, which takes a long time, now that AS exams is 5 days away. Anyway I think I will update something interesting tomorrow, do check it out.

The heart 2

2009-10-05T07:30:00.000-07:00

I totally have no idea how Chulan can find time to blog so much. His latest post is godlike long.

Anyway here is my answer to the question 'where is the heart' (option E)

Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

(engraved on the tombstone of
kendra Dumbledore,
Harry potter and the deathly hallows)

Perfect, too perfect. It answers the question perfectly. Even I have no idea how I remembered that quote. So, great minds think alike. Is this your answer? I guess not, because your mind is not great enough.

Anyway I was thinking about doing 2 post, 1 about coke, and another 1 about depression and rambling. It took so long for me to decide which post to write first that I have no time to write it now. Tata.

Return of the king

2009-10-02T08:01:00.000-07:00

I got my laptop back today... After 3 months... 3 months to change a laptop screen. Very efficient. Applause please, fellow readers. Here is a company that is truly Malaysian.

So rejoice now, for I have returned to take my rightful place as one of the million bloggers who think their opinion matters.

AS is coming soon... I am dead dead dead dead. Dead tired.

The heart

2009-09-30T09:35:00.001-07:00

What is it? I have been asking myself, and after considering everything, I came to a conclusion. However I have no desire to reveal it here. ( because there may be a chance it will be refuted.)

But while searching for the truth, I stumbled upon the secret to unlock a person's heart. And henceforth it shall be known as Gabby's psychology test! One of my many inventions, this test is use to discover more about the subject (test subject), i.e the person you are testing.

So, I hope fellow readers will give it a try and do this test truthfully. Begin.

Now imagine I am right in front of you, and I ask you: " where is your heart?" How would you reply me? Your answer will fall into either this four category:

A) You point to the left side of your chest, or/and used the words biological in any way.
B) You point to the right side of your chest.
C) You point to the middle of your chest, and/or attempt to refer it to the subconscious/conscience
D) Non of the above. (and not option E)

Now take your time to decide, and when you are ready, look below to find out what kind of person are you.

If you choose:
A) ignorant, simple minded. probably lacking in sense of humor.

B) Your intelligence level is that of a 12 years old. In other words, any secondary school kid is smarter than you.

C) Suffers delusion of grandeur, slightly arrogant, prideful. Possibly an overachiever.

D) You are a social misfit/ social outcast/ sociopath.

So now you know a little more about yourself. Say thank you to me.

Oh ya, in case you want to know how I would reply, I choose option E. Obviously there must be an option E or else what the fuck am I going to do if someone ask me that question back. If your reply is under the option E category it means you are a genius (like me).

But I doubt anyone would reply that way, that is why I did not include it (also because if you see it you would immediately cheat and choose it too). Hint: its a quote. Anyway, whoever can guess what option E is I will be your slave forever.

End of the line

2009-09-28T08:49:00.000-07:00

Before I start I would like to mention that I am very grateful that some people enjoyed my article on gluttons. This is because I really put an effort in that article to highlight the less committed but equally despicable sin.( mostly because some people, like Shum* just an example =.= spend most of their time on the sin of lust where got time to commit other sins....)
This week I decided to take a detour from my intended topic about coca-cola to do this instead because I think this is more important.

I hope this will be helpful to the Moral edu students in writing their arranged marriage essay.

Last Sunday I bear witness to the tragedy known as 'forced marriage' of my father's cousin's son. Apparently, my father's cousin's son (whom I shall nickname lucky guy) 'accidentally' got his recent girlfriend pregnant. Lucky guy claimed that he only 'did' it once with his girlfriend, but I find it hard to believe ( however I decided to give him the benefit of doubt, hence his nickname). Anyway, his girlfriend did not want an abortion, so they had to get married ASAP. Never mind that they were both only 19, never mind that it was more of a one night stand thing, never mind that both the bride and groom protested strongly against it, never mind that it was a loveless marriage, the most important thing is to protect the 'face' of the parents. How shallow the thinking of their parents, have they considered the surely unhappy life of their son in the future? Apparently protecting their honor is more important than that. Not that I care though...

As with other typical Chinese marriage, there was a traditional wedding feast, though it was sort of hushed up. It must have been the most sombre wedding dinner I have been to. No air of celebrations whatsoever. Everywhere I looked were sad faces or forced smile. (Because emotions/feelings are able to propagate through crowds, and mr. lucky guy certainly has truckload of sorrow. ) To make matters more interesting, the bride had a seizure and fainted during the popping champagne bottle ceremony. So they had to take her away to somewhere to rest. I did not know where nor did I ask, because I was too busy trying to de-shell a prawn using chopsticks ( do you know how fucking hard it is???) But my best guess is the hospital. Its kinda disgusting actually, everyone was swarming around the bride until my father told the host to ask everyone to fuck off so that they can carry her away. Needless to say the bride did not return for the rest of the wedding.... And everyone faster eat eat eat and run away( including my family).

Thus begin the last chapter of Mr. lucky guys life. What a way to crush the life and dreams of a young man. Soon the baby will be born and his will settle into a monotonous boring life. He shall never taste true love.

Sorry for the boring and lacking narration. I am not particularly keen on this topic. It was after all intended for educational purpose. Educational as in showing you the darker side of marriage. True love is just a myth you know (you may meet it or you may not).

Some screenshots from my perfect city

2009-09-27T08:44:00.000-07:00

I really love sunset and lakes... Strange that some pix are larger than others even though I took them using the same method and setting... in-game quirk I guess

Devour, gluteneria! (or wtver that thing is)

2009-09-26T08:31:00.001-07:00

Just in case you are like my father who does not even know what gluttony means when I try to discuss that subject with him, wiki Don't read the gluttony in Christianity part, its utter rubbish.

How a typical glutton looks like... NOT

But if only every glutton looks like that.... You see, all obese people are gluttons, but not all gluttons are obese. The curious thing is that most of the gluttons we see out there are average build, maybe a little chubby. Mainly because the obese people can't even leave their house without breaking down their door.

In fact, it is quite hard to tell whether someone is a glutton, except during a buffet, where the glutton would pile 30 lobsters on their plate (how is it even possible....), eat 10 and throw the rest away. (no exaggeration here, I saw it with my eyes). And due to a series of unfortunates events, I had around 7 buffet dinner/lunch this month alone and every round I will surely meet a few gluttons that make my blood boil.

Although I can pretty much tolerate most behaviors, the one thing I won't stand for is gluttony. It disgusts me deeply that anyone could be so wasteful and can literally eat like a pig. (aka stuffing their mouths/ bad table manners and sort). Mind you, one of those gluts was a 30ish business woman! Overindulging once in a while is OK, especially in a buffet, but the only acceptable reason for that kind of behavior is that they have been starving for 1 month. Fuck, how I wanted to spit at them then.

Now I know why gluttony is included in the list of 7 deadly sins (lust, greed, pride, etc...), if you believe in that sort of thing. Firstly, to commit the sin of gluttony, you must lack empathy towards other people, being self-centered so to speak. Secondly, to take such an obscene pleasure in food is, well, obscene.

The problem is that buffet restaurants nowadays abolished the extra charge for food wastage. Somehow the robot-like waiter was able to tolerate standing beside watching the glutton devour his food and taking away the plate still almost full with untouched food to throw. If I were the waiter I would have force feed the glutton every single piece of it even if he/she puked 1000 times.

Strange that I am talking about moral issues, when my moral values is pretty lose myself, and that I still have a shitty moral essay to finish on the eforum. Mentioning about the eforum (its a pendidikan moral thingy ), I almost cried with mirth reading all the other essays and replies in there. The topic was about arrange marriage and I was wondering wtf was there to write about it so I looked at the other replies. All of the forumers were full of sucking up each other to get that extra +1 post count, for example : user 52111, I totally agree with your opinion, loveless mariage is bla bla bla....

And some of the essays. It is hard to believe someone from college could have written them, so ignorant, shallow, naive, childish, pointless and immature. True love? Happy sustained relationship? freedom? Suddenly being loveless is a crime? I think those people should live in the real world for a few years before coming back to write this essay. Yeah, maybe if they were asked to write the essay again 20 years later they would dance to a new tune.

Gah, I should be writing my essay too, wtf should I write.

Kiss my ass if you think I owe you anything

2009-09-23T09:05:00.000-07:00

Sorry Shum for thinking your blog was abandoned.... You sneaky bastard, you updated just the day before I had that thought..

Sorry (to myself) for not having the time to update the blog, I really do have many interesting things on my mind that I want to share. But of course, busy busy.

Strange isn't it? That I am so busy during the holidays (with exams just over too...). Even I did not expect it. For the first time in my holidays, I am using my free time constructively! Constructively as in building cities.... Recently I got totally engrossed in the city building game 'Ceaser 4'. In that game, you are a governor from the Roman era and you are tasked with building magnificent and functional cities from scratch in each scenarios. You control every aspect of your citizens life, from food to transportation to education etc etc. Besides that, to keep your job as the governnor it is also neccasary to fulfil whatever order Ceaser gives you. Anyway, one of gabby's brilliant quote:

Rome wasn't made in a day, and neither was my city. Therefore, at very least my city is 100 times better than Rome, whom the game tries to mimic. That, is brilliance.

Thats right, in my last project, I spend four bloody days (5 hours each day) attempting to create the perfect city. While my brother was screaming beside me because he wanted to play Dota(still haven't got my laptop back.... or we won't have to share computer), I was constantly building, modifying and perfecting my city in order to reach perfection. Hah, Dota, that insignificant game when compared to the awesomeness of Ceaser 4, if only my brother can see that.

But finally I managed to build the perfect city. All my citizens were super happy, and culture, security, favour and prosperity rating maxed. My city's treasury was overflowing with diinari (cash). Perfect city it was, too perfect indeed, that I begun to hate it.

How hollow I felt, after achieving perfection. I hate perfection, I hate it now that I can see what perfection truly stands for. Being perfect means it could no longer be improved. Even the slightest alteration I made would render the city imperfect. Therefore, as there was nothing left I could do about the city anymore, I quit the game and thats why I am here now blogging about this shit instead of playing.

Obligatory snapshot of the perfect city.

Oh ya, I want to share this video with you, coz its really funny. Parody of Jordan sparks song..

At very least it is funnier that anything video that has ever appeared on Chulan's blog, though that is not saying much.... Please just watch it.

Oh ya please don't give me shit like 'this video is old' or ' I have seen this before', or I will smack your balls to the netherworld and back. Logically there is no balls on a girl to smack, but I however I trust girls are not that stupid as guys are.

Lastly I want to say I am pleased some people are envious of Sticky's cuteness. I feast on your envy, on your jealousy. Of course I presume you are jealous, there is no real way of knowing whether you are or not... But presumptions are good enough for me. As you can see, my life is so meaningless( that I even enjoy feasting on imaginary morsels), so don't spoil this for me.

my first 2.5 months with Sticky

2009-09-17T19:27:00.000-07:00

Someone please take a gun and shoot me, kill me, I'll pay you RM10000 personally. Get the joke? Get it? If I am dead how can I give you the RM100000. So I guess you have to kill me for free, but me dying is already a reward for all of us( including me), innit?

Gah, how can I write about anything even remotely funny at all when my life is so miserable.

Anyway, I want to say its been 2 months since I adopted sticky from SPCA, and I am glad I made the right choice. At the adoption center there were so many cats to choose from! But the moment she looked at me an instant bond developed between us (star wars style). So I told my mom I wanted that cat and no other. And my mom of course objected, insisting that she was too ugly.

However, in the end, due to my superb persuasive powers, I convinced my mom that I will die if I leave the adoption center without Sticky. And my mom kinda pitied her too, coz Sticky got bullied by the other cats.
It's incredibly hard to get a cat to look at the camera without bashing it.

Perfect shot.... After 20 tries?
Cats can stand too you know.... If they really need to. Obviously there is food in the house.

Anyway I adopted Sticky in hopes of filling up the gaping hole in my life. But the thing is, if a hole has no sides to support it, can it even be called a hole? A chasm probably? Illustration:
A normal hole of a person's life.
An unusual hole. Obviously it would be more practical to throw away the 'white' part instead of trying to fill the black part up with 'white'.

Whatever it is, I will cherish Sticky as a gift from....... someone high above?
I named her sticky coz my mom won't let me name her MJ (Michael J).

Gabby's top 20

2009-09-02T07:49:00.000-07:00

Is it so hard to find at least 20 listenable songs to put in a top 20? You bet it is. Every bloody time hitz fm/ MTV/ Channel V starts a top 10/20 countdown ( which happens daily, mind you), its my cue to switch off the TV. Out of the 20 songs that are belched out for the next hour, only 1 or 2 songs are listenable, and that was because the song Boom Boom Pow was in it. Which means the only agreeable song in there was Boom Boom pow. It seems statistically impossible, if you think of it. Assuming there are around 40000 terrible songs to the 1000000 recorded songs in the world, even if you randomly choose the songs, the probability of choosing 19 terrible songs in a row would be very very very low. Just think approximately (40000/10000000)^20. How they always defy probability is beyond me. (It would stupid to think the DJ purposely choose terrible songs)

But it is not the public fault ( if the list was compiled through votes) entirely for failing like this. Songs nowadays are getting shittier and shittier, besides becoming increasingly stereotyped. Let me break down to you the music of this 'generation':
Woman bitching song
Old man yelling song
Emo teen whining song
Young boy screaming song
black dude rapping song ( or white for eminem)
small girl howling song

And of course special mention to the 'alternate' songs, which are either rubbish, or normal songs with disgusting MTV pretending to be alternate songs, which is rubbish too. But some people are just so brainless that they think listening to 'alt' songs make them unique. Which is rubbish, because nobody should judge a person's personality based on their taste of song. Because if I were to judge anyone based on their taste in songs, everyone in the world would be rubbish.

So, since the entire might of America can't even get the US billboard chart right, I proudly present you Gabby's top 20, the best top 20 list ever compiled!

1. Boom Boom Pow ----Black eye pea

2. So fine---- Sean Paul

3. So fine---- Sean Paul
4.Boom Boom Pow ---- Black eye pea
5. So fine---- Sean Paul
6. Boom Boom Pow---- Black eye pea
7. So fine ----Sean Paul
8. Boom Boom Pow---- Black eye Pea
9. Mad world---- Adam lambert

10. Diamonds---- Kanye West
11. Dead and Gone ---- T.i feat someone i dunno
12. The sweetest girl---- lil wayne, akon and another guy
13. Yuukyou seishunka----Ali project
14. 02----orange range
15. Some of the other songs from sean paul album
16. Some of the other songs from BEP album
17. Some of Rihanna songs
18. Can't think of any at the moment
19. thriller---- Michael Jackson (just kidding)
20. dunno

As you can see, it is perfect.

Define atheism

2009-09-01T04:03:00.000-07:00

I have explained the meaning of atheism to the ignoramuses on several separate occasions already. Today must be the 6th .( don't feel sad, everyone is an ignoramus next to me.) Then I realize that it would be much easier for me to explain it once here, so that I won't have to do it all over again. Explaining things in a speech was never my specialty.

Just so you know, there are two kinds of atheism, weak atheism and strong atheism. A strong atheist affirms that God does not exist, while a weak atheist simply eschew (avoid) belief in God. Clearly I am a weak atheist. I also want to say here that if I were to embrace any religion, I would not want to be a cradle-christian i.e Blindly adopting the faith of my parents. I rather do some 'soul searching' first. Which should be around the time I am about to die.

Genius of the month 3

2009-08-31T07:46:00.000-07:00

Lying to myself I have been.... Denying the truth all the while, subconsciously. That what I realize today, on Merdeka day.( what merdeka day? almost non-existence). After all, there is only one person in the world brilliant enough to deserve the award 'genius of the month'. Me, of course. And it will be the same thing every month, unless a baby is born with IQ of 400 anytime this year. Don't get the idea that I am being cocky, I am quite modest actually, or you would have seen my face plastered here last 2 months. So you see, it seems I subconciously force myself to award other people instead to prove my modesty. ( though I din't knew it that time, afterall it was subconcious). I keep telling myself, surely there must be some people more brilliant than me that are worthy of my praise, but sadly my 2 month search has been futile( except for the monkey).

Now for the compulsory picture of the winner.

Its the wall of my house. Just try to imagine I am inside the picture.
Therefore, to conclude, it would seem pointless to continue this farce, because the winner will always be me( and rightfully so). An exercise in futility, so to speak.
Oh ya, don't give me crap saying 'self praise is no praise'. I am not praising, merely acknowledging.

By the way, Kelana Jaya bazaar was really impressive, the variety of stalls was amazing. I regretted telling someone all the stall sell the same food.

World war 3 will be fought in a Dota game.

2009-08-29T07:34:00.000-07:00

I swear. Now my friend here Timothy frequently provokes many unnecessary flame wars with noobs while we are dotaing together. Which usually means I have to dissuade him ( to no avail )before things get out of hand. Timothy might enjoy this, but I would like to think that flaming shows that a person is immature and hot-headed.( Except for Tim of course) Besides, flaming someone in a game is highly disruptive. Imagine trying to think up of personal insults while playing a game of tennis. However, I have to acknowldege that even the best of us sometimes lose control of our emotions, making us do stupid things.

Anyway, today I met a cocky bastard who was both arrogant and noob ( I bet he is saying the same thing about me now). Try as I might, I could not control myself and was provoked into a massive 5 on 5 flame war. It was as ugly as it can get and it lasted for 2 bloody hours. My keyboard was churning out insults at 200 word per minute. Its amazing what you can do when you are seriously pissed. So basically jeers and insults and foul words were hurled at each other non-stop, the typical dota flame war style.

Oh ya, the Dota flame war style... Basically when flaming in a Dota game, a typical player follows certain set of rituals, sort of like the glove slap before a duel.
First, proclaiming the intended target as a noob. Usually this will be enough to piss someone off, seeing that Dota players have the maturity of a 10 year old. ( Dota like most game has an in-game chatbox used for chatting)
Second, each party attempts to use sound logic and arguments to prove that the other side is noober than them.
Third, when ritual 2 fail, which is everytime, the arguments dissolves into personal insults with less and less coherence. For example: Player 1 'Because of................ and........, I conclude you are noober than me.' Player 2 reply: ' ya, but your mother is a dog'
Fourth, usually by now each side is so busy typing that they often get distracted instead of being focused. This is the time you go and kill them, in normal terms it would be like catching someone with his pants down.
Fifth, after getting your kill, which serves as the ultimate prove that you are better than them, now is the time to hurl a further barrage of jeers at them.
Finally, a game ends and all is forgotten. Unless, the flame war is really big then it will proceed in the game channel.

And guess who won the flame war today? Nobody, duhhh. Haven't you heard of the quote " nobody are winners in a flame war" I realize that nobody are winners in a flame war, because nobody are losers in a flame war! Basically, there is no way a person can lose a flame war so long as he continues. Last blow doesn't exist in flame wars. You may thrash him with you logical argument, but so long as he keeps typing you can never win.

So, I have learned an important lesson today. If you admit defeat in a flame war, your balls will shrink, really. Not one of my better post, but I am really tired right now and if I don't write this now I won't write it forever. I am still waiting to get my laptop back next next week, until then I cannot update frequently like I used to.

Of dashed hopes and broken dreams

2009-08-24T08:50:00.000-07:00

I didn't seem to get my point through the previous post. So here is a picture to show you the level of intelligence of a typical activist.

By the way, I have a favorite phrase now 'every man for himself'. I remembered it after watching District 9, which by the way is among the best movies this year (GI-joe or transformer pales in comparison). Good thing is that girls can't use this phrase without getting ridiculed by immature guys, which in turn causing the topic to change to an argument about how mature a person is.

And finally ( I do hope you read this) a true sad story about broken dreams and dashed hope. Yesterday (since its 12.01pm now), Shum tempted me to go CC, which I badly want to go, since it was probably the last chance I will get this and next month. But I have a strong resolve, temptation won't work against me. I have an econ class to attend, and so I went to Econ class. Just as I entered econ class, another lecturer told us econ class was cancelled. Everyone was happy, but non were as overjoyed as me (deep down). "Fate! Destiny! God is telling me I must go CC" I thought. Obviously I thought wrong. Just as I was walking towards the gates of freedom out of college, I was pulled back into the class again. Apparently there was a mistake and econs class was to resume as normal.

One moment I was soaring up to the sky, next I came crashing down headfirst into the ground and someone kicks my head repeatedly. That was one tenth of how I felt. Miss Elsi not unkindly said: " I feel sorry for you all, one moment so excited no class, now suddenly called back again" Damn right you are! Now imagine in addition to the kicking someone keeps stabbing my chest repeatedly. Thats how I felt after hearing her words of comfort... (Although I can see she was truly sorry). Shum didn't help matters either. After he came back, he elaborated how much of a great time he had, like saying " tank wars damn fun weih!" Seriously, I wanted to strangle myself back there ( after I strangle him first of course). Oh well, at least I got something to write about.

Someone in my intake really deserve this title.
( I found this online recently, and decided it was too cool not to use)

Personally, I have nothing against being smart-alecky, in fact I think this kind of behavior is needed to form a complete society, but seriously, every single time??

Human rights? What human rights?

2009-08-20T08:27:00.000-07:00

I want to blog about how shitty this week has been, but that would make it more shittier. I want to talk about tragic story but the newspaper is already filled with it. Instead, I will talk about something that have been on my mind for a long time. It may be a little sensitive to sensitive people, you have been warned.

So... Human rights activist/humanitarian workers. Speaking about newspaper, I am getting really sick of the human right activist who hog up pages and pages bullshitting around. But before we move on, there are a few things you need to know about human rights activist. Basically, they are divided into 2 groups. The first group are respectable people who genuinely contribute to the welfare of the society and promote peace (like the Myanmar democrat, whatever her name is or Mother Teresa). The second type are disgusting filth that calls themselves human right activist or humanitarian workers. The person who asked for buffet to be serve in prison, or the protesters that demanded all terrorist be released, heard before? Sounds familiar? That is them. You can usually spot them by hitting their left part of the skull, its inside should be empty. Seriously, they disgust me more than animal rights activist. You see, all our suffering are caused by us humans ourselves, and deep down, we all know the reason of our suffering and take responsibility for it. But the animals are innocent, they have no idea why they suffer! And they suffer because of us. At least the animal-rights group got their priorities right.

It is a common knowledge that even looking at another person in public can land you in jail in America, and its getting worse. All this are thanks to our dear human rights activist, who is somehow able to define rights to privacy as 'whoever look at me shall be sued because you infringe my privacy'. Now we all know that these trouble-makers base all their argument on their 'holy grail', the Universal Declaration On Human Rights. But I have to strongly emphasize here that THE UDHR IS NOT A FUCKING HOLY GRAIL, ITS JUST A PIECE OF PAPER. Its not made by God or what not. If God made it he would carve the Human Rights into a tablet and hurl it towards a tall mountain (accompanied by heavenly choirs). A paper, made from wood chopped down in a forest, signed by policticians. Whats on that piece of paper is however, more tragic.

Firstly, it is mentioned 'all member of the human family are entitled to unalianable rights of.....' But come to think of it, some of our human 'family member' are so evil, disgusting, insane, cruel or idiotic (usually a combination of a few) that defining them a human being would be a slap to humanity and the human race. So we can conclude that Human Rights does not apply to everyone, them being not human. ( sorry for flawed logic).

Secondly, the Human Rights thingy is based on the assumption that all of us regardless are Gods gift, something which I find highly amusing. Why? Lets see, 17 year old drug addict give birth to her third baby on the roadside, and the baby died three months later, finally succumbing to his various illness and AIDS, ending his constant suffering. Gods gift, really! And when something is based on an assumption, and the assumption is wrong....

As you can see, these human rights activist are nothing but hypocrites. They either sit in their office, or are down in the streets protesting, either way giving a police a harder time by criticizing their every action. Ungrateful bastards who should be thanking the police for risking their neck everyday to maintain peace, they are so wrapped inside their fantasy world that they never realize how hard it is in reality, to be able to fight evil without becoming one. Of course, some are 'lucky' enough to be exposed to the harshness of the 'real world', of reality, and got the chance to show their true colors, that they are cowards and hypocrites. Usually it happens when these 'lucky' activist go to country like Iran or Iraq or north korea, attempts to start a protest, got caught by terrorist or government and got ransomed. There, exposed to the reality of life, all thoughts about human right forgotten, these cowards moan, weep, beg for their country to save them, shaming the name of their country. Thus hogging up more headline. I have no idea why they are even attempting these futile resistance in the first place. A government that is so busy breeding terrorist and producing nuclear bombs, do you think that they give a fuck whether article 9999 of the human right act has been violated? If the government even acknowledges it, that is.

Now moving on to humanitarian aid. When this word comes up, my mind instantly shifts to the failure of the Africa humanitarian crisis. 40 years back, humanitarian aid first arrived in Africa, everyone applauds. 40 years later, still there, still the same, nothing changed. Seriously some of the African nations are so dependent on donations the country will collapse in 1 day if the UN left. In short, they became vampires that leeches resources from wealthy nations, a.k.a USA. Which is funny actually, because USA has an insane balance of payment deficit yearly( which means outflow cash more than inflow), and I have no idea how they are going to handle it. You would think the US government would have the brains to save their ass first, but no... They must show the world that US is rich, is number 1!

As I was saying, these are example of failed societies that are in its death throe. I'm sorry to be frank but sometimes a society just don't work out and the only thing that is left is for it to collapse ( remember rome? remember the Aztec empire?) But the problem is some busybodies ( humanitarian) are intent on tethering it to life, prolonging its suffering and misery. Sometimes even dragging down other countries with it. Currently the situation in some country is like, child born with AIDS, eat medicine, live till 16, mate, have children, die and it goes on again. The cycle never stops, and therefore the crisis never ends.

Lastly, I find it both sad and amusing at the same time that most humanitarian are self-deluded into thinking their effort has not gone to waste. Like spending resources on education instead of food for them. Its pitiful when you imagine teaching someone English/maths, only to have him/her die 1 week later because of AIDS. Most of them won't even live past their 18th birthday ( the time where they finally can put their education to good use). Even Madonna knows that, that's why she chose to ferry a single kid away for 10million dollar, instead of using it to pay for 100 students education, because it would make more difference.

Thus conclude my long rant. I don't know what I have against these activist. But I assume its because while I have yet find a meaning for my life, they have already got a purpose in life (albeit a misguided one) and are insanely dedicated to it.

Facts of life

2009-08-17T07:19:00.000-07:00

No classes tomorrow.
Or so I heard. I should use the extra day to catch up with my relaxation.

It has came to my attention that some people are reading my blog only because they want to check whether I am going to 'blast them' or not ( unconfirmed rumors from a trusted accomplice). Tragic... Surely you have more important things to be concerned about rather than scrutinizing a petty blog that barely has 20 readers (And I don't 'blast' people, by the way)? No? Then you and I are alike. We should form a loser club, you and I. You can be the president, I don't mind.

Using self depreciating humor seems to give a person more license to insult, it seems.

Oh, and someone in our college still don't get the "If the first object is 1, second object is 2, whats the third object" game, even thought it had been introduced a few months ago, imagine that!

Everyone assume what they do are more important.

2009-08-14T09:41:00.000-07:00

Including me.
It caused me great sadness when I realize what took me 20minutes to write would take a person 1 minute to browse through/read.

I wonder... I wonder why Chulan has been absent for 1 week, and he is not returning my messages either. And to top that off, I have so much more things to wonder about this week! How inconsiderate, wasting my precious brain process ( I could have found the cure for cancer during that time)... He better have a good reason. Anyway I offer my condolence beforehand, whatever the tragedy is.

A random girl came at me from behind and said hi to me today, then asked me what I was doing next. Obviously unnerved, I asked her why. She said:" You look so lonely in law class..." Ha! Once/ Wait till she gets to know me better (not happening though, I think), then she would regret for the rest of her life for meeting me.

Oh ya, watch this video. I like it, so you must like it. If you don't like it your taste is bad.

I think it is the most epic vid I've seen in awhile.

Are you the one?

2009-08-05T06:08:00.000-07:00

Most probably not. And Chulan, very mature there.
Just so you know, its not easy getting ideas for blogging when you are stuck in front of the computer whole day. But whatever, this is important. ( at least to me)

Next Monday I am sending my laptop to the workshop to repair. My father kept on nagging me to do it although its a minor issue (the LCD screen blinks sometime). Anyway the repair guy say a routine checkup will usually take 2 days. Which means I will get my laptop back in 2 months, 3 if they can't repair and give me a new one. Which means I won't be able to blog for a few months. I am sure some people will be quite pleased to hear that.

Good thing too, A-level exam is just around the corner. But whatever, I got a job offer here for any interested human. For 2 months, I will give you the power to do whatever you want with my blog, so long as you update it weekly. Hopefully this will bring something new to my blog

Job requirement: at least a B in English SPM, able to discuss relevant issues, able to impress me ( mind you... I am easily impressed) and lastly hates everything I hate.

Rewards: Of course I will reward, as in pay you for your hard work. I'll pay you how much I think you are worth, so you should be able to guess how much that is. But of course, its not only about the money. Think of the experience and practical knowledge you will gain. Also a good time to advertise yourself.

Killjoy

2009-08-03T04:27:00.000-07:00

Because some people are so determined to take the fun out of everything, its almost as if its their life purpose. But my life wasn't exactly filled with joy to begin with.... So, I shall plod on through the wondrous world of blogging.

Yesterday, I din't went to church again ,duh... Better start packing my bag for a trip to hell. But actually I am starting to think that me being an atheist is a win-win situation for me and the church. Now that I am no longer associated with the Christian religion, I can no longer spoil/tarnish/ruin its reputation, or in other words, shame the Christian religion. And on the other hand I am able to receive the benefit of...... nothing. Not exactly a happy thought.

Recently I have started to take interest in another actress of the Harry Potter cast, besides Emma Watson. Her name is Evanna Lynch, she played Luna Lovegood in the movies. Strangely appealing.
Here,

But of course, still no match for Emma Watson.

Can nosebleed I tell you.

Lastly, something to contemplate about. Have you met, or are you one of those environmentalist (hardcore ones, especially from PETA) that think he/she is so honorable and selfless? Someone mentioned today that environmentalist are as selfish as anyone of us. Although they may not realize it, deep down, the reason they protect the environment is not for the environment sake, but rather so that the future generation can lead a better life. That is a good point. Denying the current generation the right to have fun(polluting) so that some ungrateful whelp in the future will have 2 arms instead of 3? Who are they to deny us our rights. So much for selfless.

And if you really think the reason you are protecting the environment is because you really care for it, please read my post about vegans and commit suicide. We humans are nothing but parasites on this miserable rock.

Tagged? Nvm, I love quiz

2009-07-30T07:26:00.000-07:00

Chulan should be grovelling on the ground right now thanking me for willing to answer his questionnaire. Must be the greatest honor he received in this lifetime, me answering his questionnaire. Anyway if you din't knew, Chulan 'tagged' me ( what is tag anyway...)with this thing and I want to answer it. Because I like answering dumb questions.

Anyway quite busy here Chulan, so I hope you don't mind if I skip the irrelevant questions.

1. Besides your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed ?
Tongue

2. How did you feel when you woke up this MORNING ?
Better than you

4. Would you consider yourself SPOILED ?
Never.

5. Will you ever donate BLOOD ?
Only if I get HIV, then I will donate blood every day.

6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite SEX ?
Yes, I have. In my dreams.

7. Do you want someone to be DEAD ?
Yes, but only after they have been tortured cruelly. I won't give names, because it would fill 100 page at least.

8. What does your last text message SAY?
Some Malam Kebudayaan crap. No idea what is that.

9. What are you thinking about right NOW ?
Stupid questionnaire with stupid questions... No lah, just joking. Harry potter. Emma Watson is hot.

1o. Do you want someone to be with you right NOW ?
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES. secret

12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now ?
At home, I made it.

13. Is someone on your mind right NOW ?
The monkey... I just realize he is smarter than Chulan too.

14. Who was the last person who text YOU ?
Maxis

1. Mior
2. Justin
3. Sam Si
4. Naomi
5. Joshua T M H
6. Gabby
7. Lynette
8. Stephen
9. Keshav
10.Nick Goh

15. Who is no.2 having a relationship WITH ?
Dunno him

16. Is no.3 a male or a FEMALE ?
I read somewhere Sam Si is female. Female=good

17. If no.7 and no.1 get TOGETHER , would it be a good ?
Lynette better bitchslap Mior, whoever he is

18. What is no.1 studying?
I dunno. Ask God. All the answers are with him.

19. When was the last time you chatted with THEM?
Who's them?

20. IS no.4 SINGLE ?
SINGLE.... AND DESPERATE

21. Say something about no.2.
Never met him before. Thats something. Justin is a common name?

22. What do you think about no.3 & no.6 being TOGETHER ?
Me and this girl? I suppose more friends is always good.

24 . What will you do if no.6 and no.7 FIGHT?
Bet on Gabby. Gabby will win.

25 . Do you like no.8 ?
I like myself.

Cult of the damned

2009-07-26T19:10:00.000-07:00

A great tragedy taught me that I am still foolish and naive. Because of this, I realize that I have been denying the truth all this while. And the truth is I am worshiping an imaginary god all the while to comfort and make myself feel better. But all this religious dogmas and threats won't work on the wiser me anymore.

Therefore, it is my greatest pleasure to announce that I am temporarily becoming an atheist, at least until I find a new religion that does not involve licking God's toe. Here are some of the options I am considering:
Buddhism: Gay religion, Buddha is gay. Unconvincing and lame too.
Satanism: I don't fancy going to hell... No thanks
New age movements: I can join some drunken orgies with hippies, but have to be vegan..
Gnosticism: God inferior to human? My kind of religion..
Wicca: Girly
Voodoo: Imagine worshiping a God that is a dog...

No suitable candidates ... except may be gnosticism...
Or I could start a cult. Because its cool. Recently I have been trying to imagine whats it like to be a cult leader. Anyone can start a cult, it just depends on how stupid your friends are( thats why so many cult in America). So, my cult shall be named "cult of the damned"(from warcraft..)

Profile: Shockingly charming, Gabby is Jesus last living descendant. Before becoming a messenger of God, Gabby was Gods favorite angel while in heaven. So liked in fact, that Jesus used to wash his feet everyday, Buddha and Hare Krishna prostrate themselves to make a chair for him, and he forced Prophet Muhammad to eat pork everyday. Now coming to earth, Gabby has came to rid the world of evil.

Mission: Apocalypses in year 2337, redeem as many people as possible, bla bla bla the usual

Activities: drunken orgies, I-hate-gay day, Kill-a-vegan week

Membership fees RM200 for males, RM30 for females, for more information do contact me.

You are nothing

2009-07-24T08:28:00.000-07:00

Nothing matters anymore. Just thinking about it breaks my heart. I don't get it why innocent, selfless creatures have to die in such a horrible manner when human filth like Pn.Norlia is still hanging around.

If you are reading this, know that my cat is worth 10 of you, 20 if you are as dumb as Roger.

God, I have no idea how I am going to sleep for the next few weeks.

I'm so hot, but I ain't complaining

2009-07-23T05:44:00.000-07:00

Today while walking home under the blazing sun, the only thing I could think of was... Dante's inferno and a real inferno. At that time I was saying to myself someone somewhere better be lost and dying in a desert right now.

Oh, wait, my wish was granted, yay. Some happy-go-lucky yuppies once advised me to set more achievable goals/wish. That way you can have a more fulfilling life. Duhh, thanks for pointing that out. Anyway I should tell my mom the sun is slowly frying my brain cells, and if this goes on I would have a brain mass of a golf ball by next year. Maybe this will work.

Another group of people seems to be enjoyings the sun's scorching embrace too. Recently a squadron of police(around 8, and a police car) decided to set up a roadblock right at the mainroad beside my house. Reason, duit kopi obviously, and I am getting sick of it. Not to mention every time I walk past them they keep eyeballing me. By the way,today is the 15th day they are here. Fuck, my suffering will never end. Good thing is that the sun's heat is keeping them from getting too happy( from the duit kopi), and another buddy to suffer with me is always welcome. But then again at least they get paid to get burned to death.... and I get paid in terms of education, which is far better than the RM50 they get to buy new diapers for their 20 children. There

By the way, I observed that as Hari Raya gets closer the more roadblock appears. Days left to Hari Raya inversely proportionate to number of rasuah case.

Subtlety avoids tragedy?

2009-07-22T08:12:00.000-07:00

Currently reading prisoner of Azkaban, book1 book2 down, 4 more to go.

Sadly my hilarious writing style does not translate well to any real world hilarity of any sort. But here is something sadder for you to feast on.

My mom has a sociology in UM, and her job now is teaching retarded people i.e special people, to be politically correct. But I have no idea whats so special about them( the mentally handicapped). Because if they are special, then I am ???? And I doubt a mentally handicapped person would give a shit if we call him mentally retarded instead of special, because most of them can't even understand a word anyone says!

Anyway, I'm not here to talk about them, I want to talk about this girl. It would be too risky to reveal her name, so I shall call her xxxx for now. Here is some info you need to know about her. Age:22-23, however her behavior/attitude/mental capabilities EXACTLY that of a 14 year old girl. Poor focusing and understanding skills, extremely low IQ. Different from the usual nutters is that she is extremely naive, and has no idea of her disabilities.

So yesterday xxxx gave my mom a call, to ask my mom to persuade her mom to allow her to take up a 3 years business degree. Which is lol of course, because xxxx would get kicked out of the uni after the first semesters test result came out and waste 50ks of her parents money. Obviously my mom tried very hard to dissuade her, because my mom really cared for her. Well, first she tried telling xxxx that 50k is alot of money. Didn't work.

Then my mom tried to explain to her why she wouldn't be able to cope with the course. It was difficult because my mom didn't want to mention the fact that xxxx is mentally disabled. And xxxx was so persistant, and keep saying : I can cope, I can cope. But anyway my mom managed to get off a finishing blow on xxxx, here:

Mom: How much do you earn a month
xxxx: 400
Mom: So in one year how much will you earn?
And xxxx spend 1 minute on the phone trying to count.
Mom: 1 year got 12 months, so 12 times 400
After another minute
xxxx: I dunno...
Mom: 48000
xxxx: Oh ya, I was about to say that also.
Mom: then how much will you earn in 11 months.
xxxx: ......

It seems being retarded does not stop some people from being a liar. But anyway that made xxxx listened to my moms advice. So... victory. Respectz to my mom.