Halloween Special; The Terror of TOA

Gather 'round me children, for a story old and gray that tis a forgotten tale. This story belongs in the realms of the supernatural and the ghostly. It takes place in a time not far from now and in a place not far from here. Here, of course, being Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. siao la you people! everything also got to explain

In the halls of TOA, lurked a spirit; whether it was a playful spirit or a vengeful one, nobody knew. All they knew was that whenever she appeared, someone would get slapped upside on the head so fast that they're eyeballs would bulge.

and the story begins with, "T'was the night before the night of hallows. T'was a stormy night, a dark night filled with thunder and lightning. In the dark halls of this art and design institution, a group of hapless students roamed, searching for the elusive spirit of TOA, who was rumored to wander the halls only once a year, on hallow's eve.

As they walked through the night, one of they shivered, "Do you think the legend's real?" Nervously, another replied, "My friend's friend got kena before la! Sure wan she in here!"

Then another, "Buden hor, what will we do if she comes wor? Not scared is it?" and another replied, "Of coursela scared, if not why we bring big group here!?"

"SHUT UP LA U KANASAIS!" a scream echoed through the dark hall. Shocked, the group turned, focusing their torches towards the source of the strange voice, only to find a girl, seated and smiling at them.

Don't be scared, it's just me with my sweet smile.

She was sweet, so sweet that the group, which consisted of mainly boys, fawned over her, asking her why she was there all by herself and that it was dangerous to be there since there was, "an awfully dangerous ghost so you better stick with me us"

Needless to say, the girls of the group were peeved, wondering who is this sudden uninvited guest and why is she suddenly here. As the guys continued to fawn over the girl, the young girl gave a goofy look.

Walalalalalalalala!

"She's transforming!" screamed one of the girls, over the din of groans and moans the girl was making, she was transforming; there was no doubt about it. And slowly she progressed and...

BWAHAHHHAHAHAHHA! YOU FOOLS!!!

It was too late, the transformation was complete. The next day, a group of 7 students were found unconscious, claiming to have been slapped upside in the head by the dreaded Terror of the TOA spirit. No one is safe from her mighty ghostly hand of ungodly justice..."

Releasing in November 2005 at a Cinema near you!

Kiru's First Review - Saeke Sushi!

Yeap, having a digital camera now opens a lot of doors in terms of material to write about and now, I'm here to blog about what I love most, food.. oh wait, that's SWs line. I digress, so let's move on!

Thursday Night, me, SW and Eve went out for dinner, after a little pre-dinner shopping (pictures will come later), at Sakae Sushi in The Curve over at Damansara.

The decision was really a spontaneous one albeit a good one in the end. The place was quite nice, although the lack of light made it impossible to take a good picture without flash, but the atmosphere was nice and it was crowded too (remember my rule of thumb when it comes to choosing a place to eat?). Waiting was quite fast, we were lucky to get a seat as they just had a group leaving when we walked in.


The place was cool cause you didn't order from waiters (well, maybe drinks) but from an LCD screen attached to your table. Each table also has a hot water dispenser for your herbal tea packets. I didn't use it cause I'm a pussy I drank cold tea instead.









Anyway, we ordered the Superior Sushi Platter which had a ton of stuff on it.


And I also had the Unatama Don, (Grilled penisEel, fried eggs and rice)


The food was scrumptious, the salmon on the sushi was fresh and the Unatama Don was quite good, although to be fair, the only comparion I have is the Unagi Set in Sushi King seeing as that's the only other japanese place I've ever eaten.

But nonetheless, it was a seriously good meal. The three of us were very stuffed and I was fasting the whole day mind you. Nonetheless, I'd recommend you give Sakae Sushi a try if you've got a hankering for sushi. Although a few complaints to be had; the hot water dispenser gives off boiling hot water, don't get me wrong, I know that it's supposed to, but the mechanism is entirely too dangerous. A person could burn his finger because of the position of the push knob as well as the amount of force needed to get the water to flow.

Also, SW's Gyu Don came really really late and it really wasn't as good as Eve's Chicken Terriyaki Don or my Unatama Don. So I guess it's dependent on what you order I suppose. All in all, total came up to RM64.90 for a Center Meal + 3 individual dishes. T'was an okay price I suppose but a little too steep for me mainly because I was running short of cash. I'd recommend you go there though, if you got the cash.

After Saeke Sushi, we went to Swensen's for ice cream. Why swensen? Cause we cannnnn!



And then Evonne terrorized the Ice Cream Empire...




Now some funny highlights of the day:

Evonne got a ride on Ikea's Flatbed trolley. We had fun drifting around the cabinet section.



And Sher Win got high off sushi! LOLOLOLOLOLZZ!!111oneoneone

The Fall of The Ice Cream Empire

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there lived an empire so big that it practically maintained control over a majority of the continents of Earth. This empire was so big that many armies would bow down rather than face an inevitable defeat. This great empire was known as the Ice Cream Empire, and it controlled the world, which consisted of mainly two races, the ice cream people and.. the cherries.

The Cherries were an oppressed race, subservient to their icy masters willing; fighting for them, caring for them and even laughing at their very very lame jokes (They were made of ice and cream, you don't seriously expect them to be funny do you?)

Anyway, this oppression went on and on until one day, disaster struck the heart of the ice cream empire;



Evezilla emerged from her slumber deep in the oceans of cookies and milk and is now craving an icy delight, along with their delicious cherry slaves. Munched and munched she did, until the ice cream people retaliated to her swift attacks by sending an army of cherries against her, and they pushed her back to her domain but alas, this victory was short lived.



Evezilla soon returned, but this time she brought with her two of her monster breathen, stickzilla and camwhorezilla and they merrily had their way with the ice cream empire and its people. However, this time, the cherry people mustered all their strenght, coming up in arms to repel these gigantic invaders and eventually mustering the remnants of the ice cream empire's army to repel them all.

Unlike their previous attempt, the three monsters were slained and driven into hiding and the empire celebrated this huge victory. However, despite this momentous occasion, the cherry people found out that during this conflict, the ice cream people needed them more than they needed the ice cream people.

Soon enough, voices of revolution were whispered and then eventually screamed. The Ice Cream people initially tried to quell this machine of change but alas, the cherry people were very committed to their cause and slaughtered the ice cream army with magnifying glasses and really tiny flame throwers. Soon enough, the ice cream empire declared the cherry people a free race and were allowed to create their own country, named Cherryopia. With this declaration, they could finally claim independence from the ice cream empire.



The Cherry people continue living a free life today. But the Ice Cream people finally realized how much they needed the cherry people when...



Yeap, Evezilla returned and decimated the Ice Cream Empire in one chug...


The End

Pussy's Fort & Lesbian Dates!

Right, today will be a picture laden post simply because I've got a new camera and I'm itching to camwhore. For those of you thinking that I'll not stop doing this, trust me, I will. Given my track record with new toys, I'll get bored of it soon enough.

First up, we have my cat Neko (no, not a typo) and her lil' fort. Yes, she has a little fort in which she hides,plots againsts my doom (which entails biting my toes while I sleep), and sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep.. stupid cat sleeps too much. It's a rather simple and novel hiding spot for her (among her MANY hiding spots around the house; I swear there are times she just seems to disappear into another dimension until she's hungry); just a simple chair and towel (which explains all the cat fur that sticks on me after I towel myself dry from a shower)

See, so nice and comfy with two places to seek shade in!

See, now isn't that cute? HUH HUH HUH?? Well, even if she IS probably plotting my demise for the ever unattainable bag of kitty treats, she's still cute.

So, after my cat's little photo-taking session (which she didn't appreciate, she almost busted my new cam!) I went to pyramid, in the hopes of getting a rechargable battery that has 2500 mAh. I don't know why I'm looking for it, all I know is that batteries with 2500 mAh tend to last very long and that was from a friend. Alas, I didn't find it, but I did find them:

TWO LESBIANS ON A DATE!!!11one

They were so nice to pose like this while I secretly took their photo. How do I know they're lesbians? They watched PORN! 'GOAL!' the movie. Uh huh, girls watching 'Goal!' are lesbians.. yeap yeap... OF COURSE THEY'RE NOT STRAIGHT!LESBIANS!, they're just my classmates PRETENDING to be lesbians. Anita and Zijill are probably the two most open lesbians I've ever known if they indeed are playing for the other side...

Okay, enough playing. Tomorrow gotta go buy the damn rechargable battery + charger cause I'm starting to run out of batteries for this one already. Haish!

Kiru's Got a New Digital Camera; It's camwhoring time!

Woo hoo! Went to Low Yat today to buy a spanking brand new digital camera to replace that dodgy handphone camera I always use. At least this time the pictures will come out wayy better. Today a surprise contender came as I browsed through the camera shops. It was originally between the Nikon 7600 (which was all bad, btw) and the Casio EX-Z110. Who knew that I'd walk away with neither of them but instead with....


The Casio EX-Z120! It's the 7.2 megapixel big brother of the Z110, a surprise contender since I didn't know it existed until the time I went to purchase the cam.

Problems with the Nikon 7600 is that, despite the fact that the brand name should've been enough to make me want it, it simply had the 7.1 mp quality as an advantage over Casio. I was so prepared to buy the Nikon until I saw the Z120. Casio outperforms the Nikon in terms of shutter lag, load-up time, and also shutter lag; Trust me, I tested them both, at the same time. By the time my friend's casio got ready for the next shot, the nikon was still processing the image.

Anyway, getting that out of the way, IT'S CAMWHORING TIME!!!!11

Kiru and his RM16 deck of cards which he uses to stump Sher Win, a LOT!

"Hmph!" snorted the snobbish cat, ignoring the camwhoring owner.

But I think the most awesome feature of this camera is that I get to play around with the shutter priority settings to create this:

Wahahahaha, Ghost in the house!

Okay! Enough taking pictures, this damn thing currently runs on Alkaline batteries, which I will change to rechargable NiMH ones once I have the cash to purchase a set. Another thing, at 7.2mps, the picture sizes translate to a whopping 4.5MB of data. Woot!

Regrets

Everyone has regrets, right? I have a few of my own, which, after looking through a lot of my friend's friendster page, I wish I could change.

For one, I wish I had waited for that reply from RMIT before applying to enter Taylor's College to finish my Bachelors degree locally. It is and has always been my biggest regret in my life; I missed out on the opportunity to study at a prestigious university in a city that's known for its fucking expensive prices! extravagant and often expensive lifestyle. But I would have made it, I always have and I've also been known to excel at almost anything I endeavour in. If only I hadn't listened to my father, who insisted on me going to Taylor's College as some sacrificial pig to his beloved USM franchise program. For god's sake, I didn't want to go to Taylor's, I wanted to get out of this fucking country. Yes, I'm still bloody patriotic about Malaysia, but I haven't seen the outside of these walls for 18 years and I wanted out! Yes, I do get the occasional trips overseas with my parents but those are too few and short to satisfy my curiosity.

Secondly, I regret not taking up the offers from the colleges in Perth; ECU, Murdoch, etc. I had a lot of offers, but I didn't take up on them, opting instead to wait for the RMIT offer, which didn't materialize until I registered for the classes in Taylor's College. My mom has tried to be supportive of me, but there was also the uncertainty about living overseas; would I be able to cope with living by myself (which is redundant because I already do live alone in this place anyway) or cope with the lack of Internet services in the campus (hey, I can't live without my internet, okay? I'm a junkie, sue me) or even if I'm able to survive there. I'm highly anti-social and I don't take initiatives to make friends; I usually wait for other people to make the first move to get to know me.

That's the third regret; I'm freaking anti-social. Seriously! At a time it was because of a girlfriend, but then I just got too lazy to mix with society. But I've been trying to change that; going out for more activities with friends and the like. But the damage had been done, and a lot of bridges have been burned due to my neglect.

But out of the many regrets, there is just one that remains in my mind; The day I decided to let Nora go. Too many times the What-If's have remained in my head; what if I had taken her back? What if I didn't lose my top? What if, what if, what if! And with that, I broke her heart. A part of me wishes I could change that, but the other part of me tells me I can't and I now have to face the music. I screwed up; plain and simple, there's no excuse around it and now, all I can do pray it never happens to another woman whom I care about deeply again.

You wanna know what the funny thing about regret is? You never really know you have them until you stop, look back and realize all the things you're missing if you had chosen another path.

Sigh, why the fuck am I so emo today??!!!

When powerful people are just humans

The Prime Minister's wife just passed away this morning and for this, I offer my condolences. I know how hard it is to lose a loved one; No matter how much you prepare for it, it'll always hit you hard, especially if the person meant a lot to you in life.

The newspapers are reporting that the PM would not let this affect his performance in his responsibilities to the country but he is still human after all. We wouldn't blame him even if he's been neglecting his responsibilities; he lost his mother in 2004 and now he's lost his wife. We can't deny that we'd break down under such circumstances.

This is when even the most powerful of men are human.

An Idiotic Lawyer Who Couldn't

Hi there, I'm here today to highlight a very important issue of screwing around with promises and pretending to be all-knowing poke jokes at a fucking idiot's expense. For those who don't follow, there is a lawyer named Jack Thompson in the United States that advocates that games are the leading cause of violence in society.


Now, as a gamer, I really take offense but he's a very smart 'Personal Injury Lawyer' an idiot, so I take it with a pinch of salt. Recently, he had made a modest proposal in his open letter to the gaming industry; Make his game and he'll donate 10,000 USD to a charity. Countless of people took up that challenge, made games and mods and now he's backing down from the agreement stated on the letter; he claimed it was all satire and now he blames gamers for not being able to catch his idiotic attempt at making jokes so-called wit.


But now, in a twist that can only be called irony, gamers Tycho and Gabe of Penny Arcade fame have given 10,000 USD of their own money. The Kicker? They donated it under his lying, fucking retarded and idiotic name.


This guy is beyond idiotic! He was put on CNN to comment on Midway's new football game and he goes and says, "the NFL wouldn't allow them to use their names, so that says something" but the fact is, EA bought the rights to the NFL name for their games, so Midway went with another name! It's amazing that an idiot like that can be a lawyer. So to all future lawyers out there: PLEASSEEE don't turn out to be an idiot like this one? All he does is babble incoherent nonsense and scream "I'M G0NNA SU3 J0000001!!!!1111ONEONE" when someone challenges him.


And Jack Thompson, if you ever come here, Fuck you, and fuck your idiocy because you obviously can't say anything smart at all, you can't defend yourself without threatening to sue (yeah, like he'd have a case at all) and you are an ambulance chaser (My lil' name for Personal Injury Lawyers), that's right, an AMBULANCE CHASER! The lower echelon of all the forms of law that can be taught. Probably the most damning of all is that you are NOT a man of your word and you do NOT have the cojones to part with even a piddly 10k USD when just two gamers are willing to. That, you retard, makes you an idiot.

Below are some really funny comics that shows the gaming community's reply to his 'modest proposal'.

Sourced From: CTRL+ALT+DEL Online

Sourced From: Penny Arcade

Photo's From Switzerland!

You wanna know where to take the best photographs? Where every single snap of the camera will result in the msot beautiful of shots? Geneva, Switzerland. I was fortunate enough to be able to go there as part of my parent's entourage to a Inventions Expo to which I found a lil' lacking if not for the women that came to visit, but that is another story for me to remember.

Anyway, I found that the best places to take a picture is along the banks of the Geneva Lake. Why? Cause you can take pictures of this:
This was one of those pictures taken at the right time. Well, either that or that goose/swan/something was very very cooperative. It was 2 years ago, I can't remember but this is for sure, that swan/goose/something, sure was nice about me taking a picture. Mind you, I took it with a 1.3 megapixel digital video camera and it still came out great; No photoshopping necessary.

Another one was of this duck. Now this was a opportunity catch.. For some reason I took pictures of birds on this day.. I never did understand why...


And then there was this island, I just put it in cause the picture looks good with the lighting and all. Sue me, I like my own work!



And this last shot was cause I couldn't resist the irony of it all. BWahahaha, Taken in Harrod's Department Store, London!


All right, that's all I got for today! G'bye!

(P/s - Today's the debut of the picture stamp that I designed with the help of Good-Tutorials.com)

My First Ramadhan Bazaar

That's right; in the 4 years I've lived in Shah Alam, I've never been to a bazaar. Embarassing wei! Almost 21 and still never go bazaar by myself wan. Well, I've been to one but I never did buy anything, just browsing. Anyway, as usual I do my 'recon' work, browsing the shops, looking at what they sell and most importantly the number of people standing in line.

It's important because my rule of thumb for a place with really good food is to look not for the number of people seated, but the number of people standing. The more people, the better the food. Why? You're obviously willing to wait so long for the food and the people behind you also one more; dah la line so fucking long, but still want to stand behind you. So, obviously the food's that fucking great.

So as I browse around, I pre-select all the stalls I'll go buy from in my head, carefully marking their positions mentally so that I'd know what to hunt for. Anyway, bought some small pastries lopez de sequera (I don't know how it's spelled!), 10 sticks of satay, more pastries (kaya filled goodies!) 1 plastic bagful of watermelon juice and 1 whole roasted chicken.

I would have gone for the honey glazed roasted chicken but then hor,

THIS HAPPENED!!! BLOODY FUCKING MACHAUHAI TIU NIA MAN KNNCCB!!! I was so looking forward to the honey glazed one. Damn! Anyway, if you look at the picture carefully, you can see a blue and white check patterned tablescloth; that was the table I was going to.

The line near that table, is the line to the honey glazed chicken at the stall next to the one I was going to. Mind you, I was further behind than where that shot was taken. So the damn chicken is obviously so fucking good that people actually risked getting caught in the rain!

(Mental Note: Get there EARLIER!!!)

So off I went, dejected at the prospect of not having the prescious honey glazed roasted chicken. (man I say it so many times, it's gotta be good). Anyway, for you guys living in Shah Alam and STILL! don't know where the place it, go to Stadium Melawati, at the side facing Giant Hypermarket, you so totally can't miss it.

URL's Changed!

Yeah! The URL's been changed! Yay! Damn it! oxymoronic.blogspot.com was taken, and IT'S BEEN FUCKING INACTIVE FOR 2 FUCKING YEARS!!! GOD DAMN FUCKERS CAN'T BLOODY GIVE UP THE URL NOW CAN THEY??!!! it's a god damn shame I suppose.

Next up is a change in the layout, but that is a long term project reserved for when I have my holidays and a ton of free time. And here's a random chat about oxymorons:


Miles says:
you do know whats oxymoron right>?
134k4 - DiZFunQTioNaL says:
yeap
134k4 - DiZFunQTioNaL says:
i do
Miles says:
actually its putting two words of total opposite meanings together on purpose
Miles says:
like Prison of Freedom
134k4 - DiZFunQTioNaL says:
hee hee, prison of freedom
Miles says:
Cruel kindess
134k4 - DiZFunQTioNaL says:
sounds like something the US would create

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAH!

A Rastafarian Annoyance | 'Tongue' Lashing

Okay, what is up with the radio ads these days? I hear stupid Jamaican-wannabes who try their best to sound as rastafarian as they can possible! Especially for MBF Cards and Celcom. I don't know about you, but last I checked, Reggae died with Bob Marley! The closest we've got to reggae nowadays that's popular is Sean Paul but at least he brings in a different sound.

Yes, I know reggae's supposed to sound laid back, and yes I know that the freaking ads are about relaxing, but seriously; do you want more malaysians trying their best to imitate them? I'd be hard pressed trying to make a conversation with them.

I can't even think of a fucking example of how! Otherwise you'd see a nice chat here with what I'd say and what the other guy'd say.

Mahai! Seriously, we have enough trouble with malays going "wassup nigga!" without me slapping them upside in the head, and indians thinking they all 'ghetto pimp' or some shit like that. Don't even get me started on the chinese. (see, can't say anything right? I bash all three!) I don't want to have to make fun of some punk thinking he all rastafarian and shit!

Meh, this is like one of my most off days. Usually I'd go, "What the fuck is up with this shit? This is so fucking wrong that if fucking hurts just trying to figure out what the fuck is up with this stupid rastafarian shit"

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Ah yeah, yesterday we had a nice surprise during class. A christian fellowship was having a meeting in the class next to the one I was in. What?! No, I am not bashing on them! Anyway, we had a very nice surprise at 2.45 when they suddenly burst into this screaming frenzy of what I can only call 'Gibberish'. They call it 'speaking in tongues' but quite frankly, it sounds like gibberish to me.

Anyway, I was complaining that they were too loud and they should have considered that a class was going on in the next room before that sudden outburst and then someone tells me it's not in my place to complain because "the mosque near my house always make noise at 5am with their speakers" Yeah, the mosque is calling for the morning prayer, it happens every day. I live near a mosque, trust me, I know.

And then I say, "At least they don't spout gibberish through the loudspeakers, to which said person replied, "Well, I could call Jawi gibberish right?" Oh, now it's personal! JAWI is a WRITTEN and SPOKEN language! It was the language the Al-Quran was written in because it was the language in use at the time. The christian bible was originally written in latin, why did't they spout gibberish in latin? All i heard was them wagging their tongue muttering "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" the entire time. Show me a book written in their language and I'll show you the mental history of the author.

Oh gee, guess some people don't think do they? I didn't bash on their beliefs, I bashed on their noise; we didn't have to go into the realms of religion but noooooooooo, some people think it's necessary to defend this practice of speaking in tongues from the basis of religion. The 5 in the morning prayer call happens everyday of the week, regardless and it is a muslim tradition to do so. That's right, Tradition! Get used to it. I don't see speaking in tongues being a christian traditions, otherwise you'd all be babbling inane gibberish speaking in the same language and maybe, JUST MAYBE understand what the hell it is you're speaking.

Anyway, enough religion, it is time to.. to.. ah fuck, screw it...

Oh, the stupidity!

Good god, I was reading through some questionairres from the campaign 2 weeks ago and quite frankly, I'm dumbfounded on some of the responses I get. I seriously don't know what was going on in their heads (and I'm from Mass Comm, the school of the effing insane mother fuckers crazy people) when they answered it. Although one of them did say the worst part of the campaign was the cold air-con. Gee, that sure explains a lot; the cold must've messed up their heads a lot and it must be SOOOOOOOOOOOOO COLD that it can be classified as the worst problem.


I've received worse criticism, but that just takes the cake.


Another shocking thing is the stark difference of how people from certain schools reply to a questionairre. One school (no name for the sake of confidentiality, for example, would probably not answer the open ended questions. If the respondent is a 17 year old Malay Female, the chances are freaking high that she'd skip the open ended questions. WITHOUT FAIL!


ARGH! I FUCKING SWEAR I'VE NEVER SEEN SUCH FUCKING STUPIDITY IN MY LIFE! Argh! I dropped a few IQ points today going through them all, I'm going to bed!

It's time for a change

Well, this post is actually me killing two birds with one stone; the first is my revelation of the sorts of revolutions I have seen and the second is the title change for my blog. But let's hit the first bird.

In my life, I guess I have been fortunate. I've witnessed several mini-revolutions of sorts. I was there for the sudden Internet Boom in the 1990s. Hell, I was one of the participants!

I was there for the sudden popularity of video games where who were once geeks, were now heroes and suddenly oh-so-cool. I've played video games since I was 8 years old and I haven't stopped since. I know all too well the label that people give you (i.e. geek, freak, dweeb) and now, the same people that labelled me are now part of the same group.

I was there for the birth of MP3, and also was one of the first people in Malaysia to start downloading them by the truckloads. I remember my first download took 3 days (it was the day of the 56kbps blazing fast dial up connection) and after I got it, was blown away at the clarity of the sound, seeing as it was the first mp3 I've ever downloaded. I still remember the title, Elton John's Candle in the Wind (It was Sher Win's! I swear!) Before that all we ever had was midi and wav format files to listen to.

I was also there for the broadband boom in Malaysia. It was an exciting concept, but at the time pricey, so I made do with my old 56kbps connection until the price started dropping. Then and only then did I subscribe to broadband (and never looked back ever again)

Then there's the 'Smaller is Better' revolution. Everything is getting shrunk, mp3 players, cameras, handphones, even skirts! Take a look at the iPod Nano, quite possibly the smallest mp3 player I've ever had my grubby little hands on (though I'm only purchasing it in November), Handphones are getting packed with more features and in even smaller bodies than before. I remember my first phone, an Ericsson (That's how old the phone is, wayyy before Ericsson became Sony Ericsson); it was a reallly bulky phone that took up most of the space in my left pants pocket. Now my Sony Ericsson takes no more than 1/4 of that space. Skirts, well, that's pretty self-explanatory.

Phew, that's a lot of changes to see and I'm just in my early 20s. Anyway, to the second bird; I'm changing the blog's name and URL. The reason why is that I didn't really think the name through a lot back when I started this blog, mainly because I probably was a lil' too tired at the time, hence the name of the blog shall now be OxyMoronic! The name is in effect as of now while the URL will only be changed to http://oxymoronic.blogspot.com next week.

So hold on to your horses ladies and gents, cause we in for the ride of your lives.

On the first day of Puasa

On the first day of Puasa,
My malay friends said to me,
Are you fasting?
I am fasting, we're all fasting,
and so should you be fasttiinnggg...


Seriously, I think that's tradition for the first day of fasting, especially for me. You see, I study in a course where there are very few Malays; In fact, I'm the only malay in my class and I rarely get to meet the only other malay students in my course (who happen to study journalism). So when I do, I ask,


"Fasting?!" (In a really fast annoying way)


And then they'd reply,


"Fastinnggggggg" (say it like you're stoned and you'll get it)


Yeap, that's how I celebrate the first day of Puasa. It's won't surprise me if everyone else does it as well.


I also find that I'm a tad bit more irritable than I usually am. I curse at fucking retarded idiots on the fucking road!!! drivers when I'm driving.. Okay, I fucking fuck fuck fuck fucker! curse when I'm driving a lot, but it's gotten worse though. I'm flipping off drivers who don't need to be flipped off, purposely try to ram people into the railing and also purposely honk them when they're doing nothing.


What I'm trying to say is that expect me to start cursing you endlessly, you fucking shit asswipe bastard son of beelzebub's mother-in-law!!! writing in more colorful words.

It's that time of year again!

Good god! It's the start of fasting month tomorrow!!! God DAMN IT! Why didn't anyone warn me!!?? I hate this time of year mainly because it means I can no longer feat when I want to nor can I drink when I want to. I'm fine with the not eating part, but no drinking? Damn it! Can't scream! ARGGH!! I'VE GOT A PRESENTATION!! SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!!

Oh look, the channel 8 news is on


Okay... What the FUCK??!

Okay.. Get a grip, Arin, get a grip.. Play with the cat.. Play with the cat.. Where is the cat anyway?




GOOD GOD FUCK!!! FOOD!! WHY DO YOU MOCK ME!!??


*gets carted off to a sanitarium

Disclaimer = buns courtesy of Bread Story. If you're interested in eating them, go buy them! The cat's mine and no you can't eat her.

Dear Kor Kor

Disclaimer: This post was written in jest. It was a spur of the moment thing. If you belive your children should be reading this, then god help them because you're an overbearing parent. Let me remind you this was written in jest and any resemblence in the letter to a real life situation, especially yours is totally a coincidence and if it does bear some remarkable resemblance... Damn woman, what is up with you??


Dear Kor Kor, I got problem wor. A loves me but so does B, I love B but I don't love A, but A says that C, my best fren, is trying to keep me to himself. So now I try to hint hint that I love B to A but A won't listen and make stupid noises out of his lansi mouth. Buden hor, I also like this girl in Convent Cicak Mati, she so hot and innocent, I wan make her devil hehe, aiyak terpusing liao. Ah ya, forgot to say lor, I made out with A, he very good kisser, my best friend also not bad. So rich can give me lots of gifts! yay! Aiyak, see lor, I so confused can't write letter wan, help me lor big bro.
Confused Angel of Pure Innocence


Xiao says:
dear confused angel
u know what i think u should take all of them C good ma. can buy u lots of gifts, treat u like a princess, that's most important right? then ah... A good kisser wei! GOOD KISSER!!i tell you.. nowadays men ah kiss also saliva drip here drip there. good kisser also extinct liao la. my own boyfriend doesn't even kiss me, so u BETTER TAKE!! the girl? oei u bisexual izit? cheh if she's hot enough then go ahead la won't hurt to have another one then ah the oni useless one is B i know u like him la.. but if he's so insignificant no need la just take the rich one, the good kisser and the hot girl. If girl not hot don't take. k?


Arin says:
What the fuck banana!!? Wah lau, ah moi. Why make so complicated wan. You know how many girls would kill to get that many admirers? Take them all la! Seriously lor, you got all bases covered, you got t3h good sex, the good money, the good porn video generator and also now got love in ur heart wor. So your whole life complete liao! Happy happy okay?


So this is what basically happens if me and xiao were to be given a column. Scary isn't it? Let me take note that she contributed to the parts that came after the ABCD connections. LOL!

A bunch of stuff and maybe a rant or two

Yay, it's the end of the fucking weekend! Why am I so excited for the end of the fucking weekend? Because now I get to prepare for two fucking presentations! God damn it, what the fuck is wrong with you people!!??


I just finished coordinating a social awareness campaign and now I get 2 presentations in one week. Good god fuck, that's not fair! I barely had any sleep since the fucking campaign started and I'm still not even halfway done with my research! I am so fucked!


Argh! Too much work, too much work, too much work, too much work, too much work, too much work!


On a happier note, my friend and I have gone into talks about doing a Gundam Seed-based flash story on two greedy bastards who defect from EA and Orb respectively (of course stealing their own mobile suits) and we're now in the design phase for our suits. Here's mine!

Like it? So do I! It's been modified to have the Beam Gattling Cannon from Yzak's Custom Slash Zaku Phantom and also the Sniper Rifle from the serie's own Long Range Recon GINN. There was initially plans to add in a super scylla cannon on the crotch but quite frankly, doing a hip buster while shooting off a cannon seems to be very sexually explicit in flash. So for now, the Scylla is scrapped until I fucking find a place to put that stupid thing.






Right, moving on, we also decided to try our hand at creating a brand called "DiZFunQTioNaL" and we've already got a logo!



Say hello to Lionel in a barrel! That's right, the cool dude dressed in shorts and slippers is Lionel in the flesh. This is the very barrel which we used to roll him around (for a good 15 - 20 minutes, mind you) and made him puke his guts out for 10 minutes! Best part? We got it all onnn tapppeeeee~~~! THAT'S RIGHT! ON TAPE!


BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! No point blackmailing him, he's got it in VCD and he's proudly showing it to everyone, lecturer's included. Told you he's no fun...


Ah well, time to go back to work, fucking shit assignments and fucking @!#!$! <-censored! lecturers for giving fucking impossible schedules! Think wat!? I'm superman is it!!??