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Interesting! Very Interesting...

2011-09-22T21:24:00.001+08:00

Calling All K-POP Fans to the K-POP Party of the Year!

WHEN:

22thOctober 2010 (Saturday)

3.00pm

WHERE:

Bentley Music Auditorium

Wisma Bentley Music,

3 Jalan PJU 7/2,

47810 Petaling Jaya,

Selangor Darul Ehsan.

WHAT:

ONE HD, Asia’s leading channel in Korean entertainment will host the InKiONE K-POP Party for Malaysian K-POP fans. There will be a contest giveaway and the winner may stand a chance to win a trip for two to South Korea to watch the SBS Music Festival 2011.

WHY:

ONE HD is very appreciative of Malaysian K-POP fans’ support, the main reason that makes ONE HD the top rated HD channel since 1 January 2011. The popularity of ONE HD and loyalty of its audiences have enabled the channel to achieve such ratings. Therefore, InkiONE K-POP Party is an opportunity for ONE HD to gather and reward K-POP fans with exciting prizes.

HOW:

Each participant must log on to www.onetvasia.com to submit his/her details and complete the sentence, “I Love ONE HD because…” All entries must be within the contest period to be eligible.

The contest begins on 5 September 2011 at 6:00am Malaysia time and ends on 25 September 2011 at 11:59pm Malaysia time.

Winner Selection:

The top 100 answers will receive 3 entry passes each to the InkiONE K-POP Party.

The top eight contestants with the most creative answer will be battle against each other in a stage game at the InkiONE K-POP Party.

Prizes:

Grand Prize : A trip for two to Korea to watch the 2011 SBS Gayo Daejun LIVE (SBS Music Festival)

2nd Prize: Sony T110 Camera

Consolation Prizes (x 6): Goodie Bag worth RM200.00

ONE HD reserves the right to replace the Grand Prize and/or other prizes with another of a similar value

Media Contact:

ROOTS Asia Pacific (Agency Contact)

Kevin Tan

Email: kevin.tan@rootsasia.com

Tel: 03 7494 0292

Oh my effing god....

2010-10-22T21:14:00.002+08:00

God bless Wayne Rooney...God Bless Manchester United..Glory Glory and Let's Get The Season Underway!! FUCK THEM BLUES!!

ooOOO ooOO ooOOo!

2010-10-22T19:11:00.002+08:00

You know what? I just figured out something for myself... In order to move forward full speed ahead, you have to gauge yourself. Gauge everything about yourself. Gauge the HELL out of yourself! Gauge your abilities, gauge your responsibilities, gauge your happiness, gauge your opinions, GAUGE EVERYTHING!! most importantly, gauge them accurately. It gives you a clearer view of what you're working with. Get it in order and then run with it.. You'll see how things fall in to place much easier. It usually doesn't take long to realize you don't belong somewhere. Do what is written up there and you'll know what I mean =) Much love

Not really illumination; more like a flicker of a half watt lightbulb

2010-10-22T16:31:00.002+08:00

When things around you are chaotic and you feel it's everyone else's fault. Stop...take a step back and look inward. 9 times out of 10, it's you. Most people reading this and are angry with the way the world around them is are going to assume that they're going through the 1 out of 10 instance. Sad ... sad .. but that's life =) SMILE!

oh no...

2010-10-21T17:34:00.002+08:00

C-a-n-n-o-t t-y-p-e t-o-o m-u-c-h ... m-u-r-t-a-b-a-k f-r-o-m l-a-s-t n-i-g-h-t h-a-s r-e-a-r-e-d i-t-s u-g-l-y h-e-a-d.... T-h-e t-u-r-t-l-e i-s o-n t-h-e w-a-y o-u-t! N-o e-n-e-r-g-y t-o r-u-n ... T-O-I-L-E-T

What to do..what to do?

2010-10-21T13:36:00.005+08:00

A hummingbird just flits past and calls me a bastard...at least it sounded like that. Am I high...no!

Although things are so much better now, I still got a lot of things to figure out. Not so trivial as putting my pants on the right way and not even as essential as whether my car has the wheels bolted on tightly. It's more like the things that tend to set me off. I have to make sure that I don't allow myself to wander into those situations. But if let's say I HAPPEN to wander into them, I have to make sure to not let myself get reeled in. Grrr!! The problem is that i'm like this big spiky prawn and when I see that juicy worm there, I scoot across the sand jumping towards it. I can't help it!! It's in my genetic lineage!! (along with the SMALLLL problems of diabetes and high blood pressure..jujube). I've always liked a good argument and I do get excited when I argue. But I will say this though, if you can argue back with me and both of us can keep our emotions out of it and I lose, it's COOL! But I would really appreciate it even more if you can teach me something new. I want to learn new things. I want to do away with the ideology that we're old enough to know what's right...truth is, we're still as clueless as ever. I want to keep thinking of myself as a clean slate.

If you think of yourself as a full sponge, the moisture weighs you down to the point of fatigue. After a while, you'll start ignoring anything that tries to get in. But the best part is, that it's all figurative!! It's not real!! It's just us thinking!! The mind is that awesome, we can even psycho ourselves, we can convince ourselves that our lies are the gospel truth. Now think of yourself as a new sponge..A new dry sponge...just touch one miniscule, edge into a bucket of water and you'll see it get full in seconds. And just like the sponge dries up after awhile, we too have to process the information and store it for the future.

Before I go =), One day about 3 years ago, I got into this discussion with a group of my friends. One of them was arguing that you don't need to learn anything unless you need too. I agreed actually. He made sense. But I added that if you do just take that split second when someone mentions something that you don't know about (e.g, did you know that a group of cats is a clouder of cats? or a pride of lions [tbbt]), it would come in useful in the future. OH how he argued and he actually ended it with a very emotional, "I'll learn whatever the fuck I wanna learn la (earlier in the discussion, we had asked him what the capital of Spain was) Who the fuck gives a shit about Spain! I live in Malaysia, I couldn't give a fuck la". So I let go. 2 weeks ago in one of those amazing moments where you just get a momentary flash of approval that you're currently on the right track. We did not plan any of it but it just unfurled for the best. I feel that it 'happened' to teach him a lesson, but me being the biggest cheese on earth am even making this about me =). We were sitting at the exact same table and the said 'emotional friend' who thought that the knowledge he had was enough for the rest of his life) had brought an older client of his boss. Needless to say, the impression he was trying to convey was one of capability and confidence. All the rest of us were present at the same table and we were staring at the football match on the screen. The table on the top left of the screen said REAL 2 - PANA 0. All in a moment that passed in a flurry blur, the "client" suddenly taken up with the goal Mr Raul had just scored asked, "Heeey, which team is that? All I know is that they're from the capital of Spain" and then he proceeds to stare awkwardly at my friend who before this was trying to impress "ze client' by pretending to be well versed in football as well as the true inner and minute workings of the whole wide world.

Although the rest of us had the ticklish urge to burst out laughing not because we like seeing our friends go down in a blaze of black flames but because friends don't do that. He knew that we ... nay the universe had proven to him that education is abundant and the best way to trek through this unpaved jungle path is by picking up any pieces of the huge puzzle that you see on the way. You never know when they could come in handy and it would be dumb to assume otherwise. Long live knowledge!! And it was Real Madrid (we whispered to him while the client was ordering a drink)....Amazing the universe is...amazing, just don't fuck with it =)

Crunch Time

2010-08-12T15:23:00.009+08:00

A young lady once told me that in order to succeed in life, I have to put my nose to the grindstone and just keep pushing forward. I started to think about it. And suddenly I realized something. Wouldn't that liken me to a freaking race horse with blinkers attached to the sides of my head? If I were to do that and ignore everyone else as they pave their way through this rotten chance we've gotten on this unforgivable planet, I would eventually be happier, but lonelier. HOWEVER, if I were to remove the blinkers and trot over the track to everyone's lane while they were trying to do what I had previously been trying to do (nose to grindstone and etc), wouldn't I be interfering? OR maybe what I am suggesting to myself is that I should saunter up to the stands where the audience is sitting and start chatting up the front row.

All I know is this. Don't think that you know the answers. No one should think that they know the answer. Life is this never ending journey. Why I say never ending? When it does end, who the heck are we to know that it's ended? Maybe there's a journey beyond...maybe there isn't..maybe you disintegrate into the earth, maybe you become ashes and add to the disastrous carbon cycles which eventually will affect the planet. What I am saying is, we should spend time looking for an answer when a question is posed, not immediately come up with an assumption which does not include factors that clearly would alter the findings. Instead, people prefer to stamp their presence with a seemingly full and sensible statement which in essence is absolute HOLLOW.

I am all for meaningless gestures having done them all my life. I don't like doing them. But, in this world, you might find it fake. But the truth is, it helps in so many ways. It softens the blow, it pads an awkward moment. It saves a person from embarrassment. It's such a versatile tool this "meaningless gesture" thinggy. Being nice to a person although your opinion of them has been tainted repeatedly. Assuming that people around you are all fine just because they haven't said anything to you. Ignoring obvious signs of uncomfortableness in a friend because a few times before, noticing those signs have led to a negative answer and a momentary fall of face... You know what? I'd rather be embarrassed for that 5 minutes then to ignore those signs. If I do recognize those signs accurately, It would probably lead to a deeper conversation which in turn would solve many problems. As we all know, when something weighs you down, your shoulders hurt....wait.....no...when something weighs you down figuratively, all you need to do is to talk about it. It might not solve the issue..it might not remove it from your memory...it might not be a perfect topic of conversation such as shoes, places to eat, what to wear and the philosophy of the world as we, the infants (a softer blow for the stupidest people currently on earth) of the world often indulge in. So what if it means lowering the mood for awhile.

A friend would say something. A few people have tried to tell me to stop it. Just because someone has done something wrong or is doing something wrong, I should stay out of it.. Why should you do something about it? It's not your problem...I ask you again...When my friend is doing something wrong? I should let him/her? Biggest bunch of balderash I've ever heard. I might have agreed previously because of the way the question was poised, but after much thought, that's just who I am. I am sorry if I come off as nosy, condescending and all in all an arrogant son of a bitch. But if I feel that my saying something will in some way make you a better person, I will say something. It's already too late for me, I am egoistic bull-figured, elephant stomached, panda faced middle aged college student that is more likely to die by talking himself to death. It's too bad that no one has said anything to me, otherwise I might not be going through this emotional faulty roller coaster that I have fallen off of right before it hit the downhill slope and I am hanging on to the rails with one hand.

I am me..I have lost people before..It sucks but it doesn't leave a scar..leave if you don't like it.

It is crunch time and way overdue it is too.... I have to decide and it looks like I just did.

Neutrality

2009-09-24T22:38:00.002+08:00

Aiyaiyai...everytime I blog it's about some problem i'm facing or other..getting sick of it la..plus my dearest readers will probably think of switching to Archie comics. However, sorry to disappoint la...Nothing's changed..but the nature of my problem has changed slightly..usually right it's something damn psychological..Usually it's not even a problem until i've taken it, processed it, found factors from all parts of the world, throw them into this big bowl and stir until i've got enough drama.. but today, it's really simple. I am out of cash.

Just for clarification purposes...my darling friends... PLEASE don't misunderstand me when I say that I don't wanna come out. I know it's just for a drink..but me being the light smoker that I am will end up buying box after box and that's actually the main purpose of me not coming out.. I really miss you guys and wish that I could go clubbing, play poker, go yum char all the way in sri petaling, kota kemuning, klang and puchong, but right now...even Bacon™ is giving me problems..I really don't know how to settle it. I'm depressed for no concrete reason but I want to get over it la. I know if I don't hold on to my friends, they will just slip away..The sad fact remains...they can survive without me...but I can't survive without them. Never for one second think that I would rather go sit down in ENS then come out with you guys...I know that in ENS i will sit for awhile and then force myself to go home..I've never been this broke before...Somehow or other...i've always had cash before this. Something like only happened once back in Semester 1 of diploma and only Dice knew about it.

Heh Just now Jo~ sent me a hug on FB (hehehe traitor) i sent you back a panda huggy =P. thanks wei..it put a smile on my face. I'm sorry that I couldn't hug you guys in real life as often as I used to.

Let me get my act together..let me get stable again..let my thigh heal a little..let me finish bitching here without judgement and last but not least.. let me get my life in order, hopefully after that, I can once again be the best friend I can possibly be to you guys..you know who you are.

P.S To my dearest September Babies... I never put up a post about their birthdays =) My fave Cheryls in the whole wide world. HAPPY 21st HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY! My My, you're getting old *cough*. I love you two loads! I hope you had great parties, I know I had fun. Before parting, just one last message, even when you hate my guts and try to lose me as a friend, you couldn't =) I hope to always be there when you need me yeah! Go nuts trying to get rid of me..i'm quite rubbery...I'll always bounce back. MWAAH CHERYLS!!

2009-09-20T22:17:00.002+08:00

Fletcher scored 2 bitches...

Dissolving Essence

2009-09-16T15:44:00.004+08:00

Did you have a like which now turned into a dislike..What you once did freely...what you once said openly..what you once saw clearly all have blocks. There seem to be intereferences wherever you may go. I always thought that one thing that people could not take away from me was my opinion. But apparently, even that has changed...not because people have become more fucked which is where you probably thought this was going. But what I actually wanted to say is that..I really don't think that my opinion is the solid, concrete and trustable object that i once thought it too be.

There was a time where I could make a decision as to how to move forward. Unfortunately for me, that time seems to be questioned time and time again. The worst part about this is; i'm the one questioning it. I want to be better..I want to take the correct steps forward..But how? Am I really not as competent as I thought I was? Or was my view of myself simply THE most arrogant a man can be. I don't want to give advice. I don't want to steer my friends wrong. I don't trust myself enough to allow them to put their problems on my lap.

There is so much that I really want to type..but i think i'm going to have to accept the fact that whatever said and done..this IS a blog..not a diary I keep under lock and key under my bed (not that I do la..) Yesterday, I met a guy in ENS(a mamak near my house)...in the afternoon...who just graduated....who is my age...and who just decided to get a part-time job as opposed to a full-time one. I don't know la..there's just too many coincedences for me here. The reason being..i'm usually sleeping in the afternoon, and this guy is everything that I see myself being on a bad day. I realised something. I found myself giving him advice freely because I could see so much of myself in him. And the best part, was I also realised that since I wasn't that close with him, I didn't mind giving him the advice regardless if it was good or bad. But for my friends, I would think twice incase my advice was actually bad. I don't know what i'm actually trying to say but one thing I learnt from House MD.....When you have a personal connection with someone...it blinds certain views..it clouds your judgement and leaves you second-guessing yourself...

Maybe...it's time to stop it....

On a lighter note..

2009-07-03T13:21:00.003+08:00

Tomorrow, I'll be seeing ALL my dear friends (hopefully they all make it though =( ) I've missed them so so much. But first, something about an incident.

*-*

Day before yesterday right, I was sitting in Istilah, this small little half portugese half chinese girl called me up. The conversation went something like this la..

SLHPHCG (for acronym refer, to above paragraph) and PCG

SLHPHCG: HELLO!! Where you!?

PCG: In Istilah wei, you? just finished work?

SLHPHCG: Yeah, on the way back..how you feeling?

PCG: (I slipped into some dramatic paragraph about how pathetically sick I was which she was too used too to care about, So i will not elaborate about that)

SLHPHCG: Ok ok...you just wait there, I coming now!

PCG: Oh, why ar?

SLHPHCG: I haven't given you a birthday hug! just wait there..

Sweetest thing ever..thanks so much SLHPHCG..love you loads wei..

*-*

Alright, I really miss all of them...really want you guys to have an amazing time tomorrow..It doesn't have to be like LAST time...now is the present..let's focus on that shall we =) we have a whole future to argue, fight, punch, kick, pinch and eye gouge each other..I really want to see you guys having fun and letting loose.. Thanks so much for the last 5 years of my life..

Blogging is supposed to be therapeutic...

2009-07-03T12:56:00.003+08:00

Dear long neglected blog,

I'm all muddled up..recently, one of my friends said that i'm one of the most understanding guys that he knows..he said that every time, some one makes a mistake, i will think twice or thrice before even thinking again about losing my temper. Obviously, in the pursuit of modesty which I hate in everyone else except myself (shoot me, i want everyone to know how amazing they truly are) i denied it. But it got me thinking..Am i really understanding, does that make me a nice guy, or does that make it an excuse for them to be more understanding when it comes to MY mistakes. Saying that i'm not perfect is a huge overstatement...in fact, i'm obviously no where near perfect. Like everyone else (even those who say that they are happy with who they are), i'm still trying...

I've seen myself making so many mistakes, especially where friends are concerned..sometimes I think that i'm control of my own relationships..but the truth of the world is, we don't really control anything...he puts us down here, dangles tempting objects (lusts of the flesh, flashy cars, pieces of paper with numbers on it etc..etc..) and expects to see but not touch, and once we do touch, we're enveloped in a cloud of guilt, worry and jealousy because human beings don't know when enough is enough..but having never been there, what do I know.

I might not be as secure a person as I would like to be. But like i said, I would like to be...so let me be straight..I have flaws..you have flaws..but i'm going to put my flaws (not all...it would take too much time) for anyone who is anyone in the world to have a gander at. I exaggerate...I love exaggerating..not about things that matter...about stupid things that don't affect our lives...but I do..but to use that as a reason to sideline me and isolate me...well... maybe it's just me, but I wouldn't ever do that. The thing is this...unknown to a certain someone..who used to be a close friend, I have had his back...I have always had his back...i've had his back to the extent that he didn't even know that I had his back..to further understand this, think..others bitching and me denying allegations and supporting him. The sad part is...i'm still going to have his back...and he can make up whatever stories he wants about me..actually no...not make up...he can take things that i actually do...put it out of context..and inform people who are close to me about it..making me look like a total loser. So what it comes down to is this...you can keep trying to embarass me in front of my own friends, you can keep trying to keep me away from my friend, you can keep trying to tell people what a "prick in the pussy" I am, you can keep pretending to be real around me, and last but not least..you can boil in your self built loathing of me all you want..but just for your information man..I got your back..just like I always have for the time I've known you.

Both, you and me know that whatever problems we had AGES ago..were long settled..if you want to bring them back up, i've got no choice but to just pretend that nothing's happening because the fact is, i am so sad that i was wrong. So sad that I was wrong to think that you were mature. For you to be silently glorying that you think i'm not on good terms with my other friends is just funny...cause..i know them, even if they stop liking me, it won't stop me from liking them. (Lots of love, monkeys..)

Ok..so once again..my flaw..that pisses everyone off I guess, but then again, I guess NO ONE else exaggerates so that's just me..(that was sarcasm btw...erm..just for you guys who didn't get it). But if that is my flaw that must mean that I have no good points at all. Don't know whether it's just me or do human beings really do focus alot more on bad points rather than good. Never mind..direct your drama as and how you want too..Fill a pit with sulphur and brimstone, make an effigy of me and dunk it in...watch it burn and laugh...all because I exaggerate about things that don't matter...it's cool..it doesn't matter that behind your back...i've supported every move you made and was outspoken about...HE WOULD NEVER CHEAT...that's what I said..without even knowing whether it was true or not..hmm..maybe putting my effigy burnt ass on the line for you isn't worth it anymore..but then again..nah..i still respect myself enough to not stoop down to a lower level. (disclaimer: NOT SAYING THAT I'M AT A HIGHER LEVEL!!) Lots of love..and yeah...it worked....blogging is therapeutic.

Putting thoughts down to words...not easy

2009-04-27T00:15:00.003+08:00

Sitting in Asia now..12 midnight...finished up 2 bottles of soujour..or however you spell it. I'm sick of saying I miss this person and that person plus all the other drama. From now on right, we just live life. Whatever happens, I just going to live my life how I want too. Actually all this while I have been living my life as to what I thought was right, but lately, i've been bending my own rules because some people have been affecting me in a way which i DON'T think I should be affected.

A long time ago la..there was this artist from China. He was an expert at what he did and people from all over the land knew about him and knew his name (without proper media mind you..this was like 1 thousand years ago) So...ANYWAY, one day the emperor called him up and said, You...I want a painting worthy of my royal status. The artist said, " CAAAAAAAAAAAAN...I tell you what Boss..you come see me in 1 year, I'll have it ready." So the emperor said alright yo..gotcha. So they both went into a room where the emperor proceeded to explain in EXTREME detail about the painting to the artist. For example, the grass in the bottom left of the painting should be blowing in this certain direction and the waterfall in the background should be flowing to the east, the sun has to be on the top right of the painting, there are brownish black birds flying in the top left of the picture and so on and so forth. So you get the idea how detailed what the emperor wanted was. The artist nodded his head and left the palace.

After a year of agitated anxiety, the emperor along with half his army marched to the artist's house to see the painting. When they arrived, the artist welcomed him inside the house with open arms. He told him to wait for awhile. The artist dragged out this HUGE piece of blank parchment paper and proceeded to draw and paint exactly what the emperor asked of him a year back. Within five minutes, he was done. He held his hand out and said, that will be 1 million dong (or whatever their currency at their time was) The king was naturally PISSED off..the emperor said, " OI, pundek! why you ask me to wait one year then you finish it in 5 minutes somemore you asking 1 million dongs..you cibai you..." and so the conversation went. The artist replied, " For one whole year, I was looking for a real location where the waterfall, mountains, grass and birds existed....I also searched for the specific species of bird which you specified, I waited for the right time of the month where the sun would be on the top right and also waited for the right second where the birds were at the top left and at the same time, the grass was blowing in the direction you intended it too.. While I was searching and waiting, I painted this picture in my head. Now you pay me my dongs bad boy..because I do your work already you mahai.. So the emperor paid up and left with a stupid smile on his face.

The story..meaningful as it is..symbolizes how I think about alot of things...How we work on our everyday relationships, be it friends, parents, siblings, potential lovers, people you have a crush on, boyfriends and girlfriends....they all matter..But what I will talk about is friends...We have worked so hard..built such a strong foundation..Beleive you me, I know that I am so close to my friends that they don't even have to physically acknowledge me (a hug or a hell) anymore...we're that close..but lately, I don't even have that...that ignoring...it makes me feel like shit when I have to see my friend being treated like a dog...it also makes me feel like shit..when one friend of mine can make another friend of mine feel like shit..It's like..there was no point to all the work we did before...all the research WE did on the way the wind blows the grass, all the time we spent waiting for the sun to be on the right side of the picture and the birds to be on the left..all are just meaningless...I feel like I am in the middle of a divorce which I didn't want to have in the first place and it sucks..all i can say...give me back my dongs...job not worth it...I want to go home with a stupid smile on my face as well..but the painting is more important..just like how each and every one of our friendships are that valuable. But it sucks when no one realises it..Wake up la..if this has affected you in a weird way..i'm sorry..but you know la..i'm weird....but i still want my painting..

Trial and Error

2008-12-17T05:35:00.002+08:00

How to deal with this? I want everything to be back to normal..I miss my friends..Sorry for saying something I should have kept inside, but still, you know as well as I do that I wouldn't have said it unless I had really thought about it..What's done is done, i'll try my best to move on..But I really do miss you...If only words could mean as much as I do..Good night to today, hello a bright sun shining morning..

Sorrow

2008-11-24T16:19:00.008+08:00

I lost RM250.00 today...i kept it somewhere in my room and after the computer guy who fixes my computer came over, it suddenly went missing..

I had to pay the mechanic guy RM450.00 to fix Bacon up nicely and properly

I had to pay the same guy RM280.00 to fix up Lakshmi's alarm system

My bank account is down by RM1000.00 because of this multi effects pedal i bought for another bacon

It hurts oh my god it hurts but none of that multiplied by 10 comes even close to hurting me like how i'm hurting now. All the way from the time I was 15 i've made friends but when i was 17 i made a vow, nah..less dramatic please..i made a pact with myself because it felt right, my friends are my everything.

2000-2002
In school, i met people like Tze Xiong, Kee Chang, Hengki, Valen, Kim Seong, Fadzil, Ming Tat, Chin Cheng, Laney, Nisa, Ika, and Shabbi. We were close we did everything together. Then came d-day, we parted ways they left but after they left we didn't talk, we never even kept in touch. Be that as it may, when we had a reunion several years down the road it was exactly like old times, we were comfortable with the familiarity. it felt nice that we were friends who were that good. I moved on comfortably....

2003
I was in Taylor's SJ, I met so many people whom i love until today, we hung out, we cs'ed, we clubbed, we gambled, we drank we talked. I met Vinodh, Chuzuk, Nishant, Nishanth, Kane, Thambiya, Dushen, Suren, Charan, Vikki, Shih Yeen, Daphne, The twins, Justin, Jiqs, Alan, Subhs, Cheryl. These people made my days back in 2003 complete. Life was good, they were there for me, and vice versa as how a friendship always works...TWO WAY traffic, no one ever took anyone for granted and therefore there was never any conflict. By this time, I was under the impression that this was friendship perfect. Then came d-day, we parted ways, most of them went on, they graduated and went on to amazing things but several years down the road it was exactly like old times, we were comfortable with the familiarity. It felt nice that we were friends who were that good. I moved on comfortably....

2004
I was in Sunway College, I met so many people who became part of my life and will never be apart from it. We futsaled, we dota'ed, we hung out, we studied, we talked about the future, we teased our gay english lecturer, we talked about cars, we talked about how to survive with only RM4.00 in a day when we were all smokers, we went to Langkawi. Ching Siang, Kai Xiang, Kian Wee, Kian Hoong, Kiran, Zakiran, Zai, Imran, Navin and Chee Wan. In Sunway College, I had forgotten what it was to be a friend. I thought I had already found all the friends I possibly needed. For that 1 and a half years, I distanced myself from everyone but those few managed to break through the thick exterior of denial i had formed outside myself. Until today we talk, it doesn't seem like anything big that we're keeping in touch although we're all literally in different continents. The reason why it isn't anything big is because we know that each friendship needs a battle and if anyone of us were to let it just collapse, it would have been pointless. We understood that but as always, d-day came and once again..we parted ways, most of them went on, they graduated and went on to amazing things but several years down the road it was exactly like old times, we were comfortable with the familiarity. It felt nice that we were friends who were that good. I moved on comfortably....

2005
I found myself alone and cold in a suburb of Australia, fresh faces of my dearest friends imprinted in the back of my head helping me get through all lonely moments, weak moments that i had there for a whole year. I was all alone there, but I persevered, again fate led to me an amazing group of people to whom I am grateful for for letting me enter their lives. I met Chet, Kizard, Arwin, Reza, David, IP, Sin Kee, Jacq, Adrian, Anthony, Sneha, Jessica, Warwick, Aldi(s), Fadzil, Param, Daphne Goh, Ji, Andre, and Charmaine. These people played such a huge role in helping me be independent and to grow as a man. They taught me how to be a friend when you know you are alone. I followed their example and I learnt to love like I never had before that. But of course, d-day came and once again..we parted ways, most of them went on, they graduated and went on to amazing things but several years down the road it was exactly like old times, we were comfortable with the familiarity. It felt nice that we were friends who were that good. I moved on comfortably....

2006
I enrolled myself in Taylor's College Petaling Jaya. I was doing Mass Comm, my final calling, somehow from the start, I knew that this was where I belonged, but my mum although they never really demanded that i do medicine, preferred that option so I obliged until now. In TCPJ, I have met the weirdest people, the most amazing people, the only kind of people who have been able to piss me off, the people whom i knew i could trust my life with, people whom i loved all in all. I met Dice, I met Nick, I met Kevin, I met Cheryl Loke, I met Cheryl Pinto, I met JoAnne Alicia Clark, I met Phoebe Chandrasekaran (my grandaughter..not wife), I met Sara Mak, I met Ash, I met Shaz, and I met Jill. These wonderful, beautiful people made my life sparkle. It radiated...my life radiated..i don't even know how to describe that feeling it made me want to smile...WHILE i was smiling. We had been on so many journeys, we had so many talks, we've gotten through so many problems, we've lost so many, we've gained back and we've lost again, we gone up and down and up again in this roller coaster of a life.

Let me revert back to the start of this post...i talked about spending money and how much it hurt....nothing hurts as much as the fact that these people, these beautiful people whom i love to bits have fallen apart. This has nothing to do with change, change is easy to deal with, things change you deal with it and accept the fact that life goes on. But this is different, the people whom I grew to love now don't like me. I can go two ways, not like them back or the other way which is what i've chosen, to continue loving them regardless of their feelings towards them. When I look at any of them, memories rush back to me..Let me bore you a little with what comes to mind here and the quotes that run it out...

Dice -
1) I'm bringing sexay baack..yeaa
2) "Prada, let me just give myself another try, let me prove to myself that I can do it..."

Nick -
1) Dude! where your cowboy hat, come we jam in the hall, holy fuck tenacious D is good!
2) "I won't be going anywhere, don't worry."

Kevin -
1) "They don't know what we've been through la Prada..."
2) "You know me la dude...when you call me a $#@ it's ok but when they do, i get pissed off"

Lokey -
1) "I love you... why no one says it back to me wan?!" (carpark in 1u after movie carnival)
2) "I would fall off a chair again just to hear their laughter"

Pinto -
1) "I love you guys la, of course I want you to be there"
2) "How do you know Cream is fat now??!" (Syed)

Jo -
1) She jumped on the bed i was sleeping on in Malacca waking me up and said "Eh, now that you're awake, come we talk kay?"
2) "You guys are the only friends I have la.."

Phoebe -
1) "You know me right grandpa..."
2) (Latest addition) COME ON LA! i'm PHOEBE!!

Sara -
1) "You know something, every morning I wake up I can see the photo of all you monkeys, makes me feel better instead of stoning"
2) "I love you guys"

Ash -
1) "Fuck, I have a boner..." *runs to the toilet with a pillow in front of his cock in PD*
2) "I like the waaay you move"

Shaz -
1) My BB gun was useless
2) "In this group if i had to choose, i would have sex with @#c$"

Jill -
1) You bloody indian, put it down before I kick you in the balls.
2) "Prada, do you realise all the way I was only supporting you?"

In my head, I keep asking myself, why is it all falling apart, all this while I thought I was a good friend, I thought that I did my part, I would never have guessed that I could be cast aside so easily. But now I am thinking that it is probably my fault. I should have been a better friend. But here's the hard part, I can't be a better friend then I am now and if you cannot accept me as who I am, I tearfully would like to tell you that I am not good enough for you. This is nothing to do with the whole 'accept your friends for who they are.' no it isn't, this is because i want to do everything i can in my power to make my friends feel special, and if after all my effort, this is the result, i have failed, i am a miserable excuse for a person and a friend. I used to be a very straightforward person, the reason for that was because I was never really close to any other people. The more I came closer to this group of people, i had crossed a line i had never crossed before, the more I told lies, white lies it may have been but i cared too much for what they thought about themselves as well as what they thought about me. But now on the edge of everything, on the edge of losing everything that we had worked for in the past 2 and a half years, let me tell you something, let me apologize for what i have done. let me try to clear the air so that if i WERE to die tomorrow, i would die happy knowing that i was forgiven by my best friends...yes..best friends, a term which we are so scared to use to acknowledge each other, but i dare use it because it is the truth.

Dice
I'm sorry for everything that I did wrong, I wish you would have told me what it was because until today, i am to stupid to figure it out myself. I know that I have lost you as one of my closest friends. I can tell that you do not look at me the same way you did a year back. It saddens me that I cannot be that friend that you want and that friend that you need. I'm sorry I couldn't be there when you had problems and I'm sorry I couldn't help you keep the group together. But I want you to know, I will keep trying to fulfil your requirements to be as good a friend as i can be to you because i know that I owe you so much and that you on the other hand owe me nothing. In my mind, we will always be brothers, and that thought is what keeps me going.

Nick
Thank you for being there, thank you for being honest, thank you for keeping up with my problems, thank you for giving me advice when i needed it, thank you for waking me up when i needed it and thank you for providing solid rhythm for my solos (=P sorry couldn't help it) Sorry that I can't be there for your ups and downs and i'm sorry i can't return the favours that you have done for me. All i can tell you is that everything I have told you at anytime high or otherwise has been true and the reason for that is because I want you to know the whole picture and advice me accordingly. Sorry if i have done anything..anything at all to offend you or to make you feel less then what you actually are. You're awesome.

Kevin
A man of principle, a man so solid in his opinions and personality, finding another would be the most difficult task, I have had so many arguements with him but yet we come through them day in day out better friends then we were before them. Thank you for knowing me so well, thank you for being understanding (most of the time) and just to let you know, you're irreplaceable dude, and there is no substitute for you. You know what's the meaning of hardship and you understand the sacrifices we must make. In that way, thank you for understanding it with me. I would like to say sorry for insulting you for years, but I will not, because that is how strong a bond we have I can confidently say. Every argument I have with you sparks my mind awake and gets me ready for a fight and basically puts me in a mindset which is how I should actually be living my life. Thank you bro.

Lokey
You know how much I love you, you are a true gem Lokey. You are a great person, an awesome person the best kind of persona but you think so little of yourself. I admire how much you have changed in the past few months knowing that I could never make that kind of change. I admire the fact that you can speak your mind anytime but what I don't admire about you is your definition of growing up. Growing up does not mean moving on, growing up does not mean letting things go easily, nor does it mean fighting until we get it. Growing up does not mean knowing that everyone has an ego but never putting it aside is absolutely ok. There is a phrase, 'A person who ages gracefully is the most beautiful person ever' You are already there, don't spoil it for yourself. Growing up means, being the bigger person...all the time. Being noble might not be the best option for you but it really does mean something to people who mean the most to you. Another thing i know is that after reading this, you will fall into a pit of silence thinking what did i do? But that's exactly what i don't want to happen, you are FINE this is just what i feel like telling you, it's just something i need you to listen to, not to think about for months and months and getting awkward in front of me thinking that you've done something wrong or you're not acting matured enough, let me repeat myself, you're FINE, and we're all still growing up..let's not be adults yet..we can be matured, but let's not be adults...Thank you so much for everything, for hearing me out, for being so worried when i have that 'look' on my face, for showing me how much you cared all the time. I Love you..

Pinto
I knew you for so long, we shared the deepest and darkest things between us. But on that faithful day, you said that i said to be careful. After all this time, let me finally come clean on what actually happened. I said, 'be careful, she's just broken up...' and i remember clearly saying that, but when you "confronted" me in your own house and asked me, the only thought going through my mind was 'How can she think I would say something like that?' Yes, I'm a cock talker, but I will stake everything I have, everything I own, everything i am a part off to tell you, I am never a betrayer....The part that hurt THE most, was that you took the words of a person you had known for a month over mine. I don't blame you for that. But I just think that our friendship was too important for me to even think about giving it up. When the crack happened for the first time when you were with Amresh, if you remember clearly the talk we had in Sara's house, everyone felt like shit, but i alone had to endure the pain of starting the topic about you, i alone had to bear the knife in my heart that came from saying those words that made a friend cry. I want you to know, that i appreciated the thanks you said for me being there (in your blog..)that even in the confusion of it all, you still thanked me..but that's the person you are, you are beautiful and you think, but have you ever thought that maybe not everyone is out to get you? Do you know that i've been accused of taking your side all the time? I just want you to know, i'll always love you, and i accept the fact that you don't want to talk to me or see me because I cannot change that, but I still think that there is a friendship to salvage and i will keep trying with or without your consent.

Jo
You are one of my closest friends and companions. I have been honest with you all the way and one of the things I love most about you is how genuine you are. I love you so so much and I'd like to thank you for everything you've done for me, all the talks, all the drinks, all the sense, and showing me your world, because this is very new too me. Another I appreciate is the unique bond I have with both you and Vikram, I never thought I could be that close to the both of you where things are still fine. I'm so happy with everything. There is however one thing which I need you to understand and I know that I cannot tell you exactly what it is only because I am that scared of hurting you. But i need to tell you so you will understand. Do you remember that day after Planet Hollywood, when you said let's drive around KL, and i told you it's jammed la wei, it's horrible to drive in KL and you said, "Ask @#$% to drive la," I'm not going to say anything but i need you to look at that last sentence and think for yourself what I felt for @#$%...and i'm so sad to say that i never had the guts to tell you before but I like switching radio channels in the morning....i'm not saying we can't listen to Hitz FM, but sometimes other people like stuff too...I hope I have worded it so only you can understand. And I also need you to understand, that I love you so so much and as a friend I think I wouldn't be a very good one if i didn't tell you this. Please don't worry about it, please try not to let this note change who you are, the only reason i am telling you is because I know that that is not how you want to be. Thank you so much for everything. I Love you...

Phoebe
My dearest dearest grandaughter. We literally grew up together. You always knew what I was thinking and you were always honest with me even if you knew that it wasn't something I would like to hear, that quality in a friend is so amazing because you would tell me in such a way where i wouldn't even feel it. You know that i do things for a reason and that's what i just love about you. When you went missing, I felt the void but it didn't bug me because I knew that in your heart we were there and vice versa. The problems you are going through, I can only look from afar and comfort you for I will never know how to solve them try as I may. You are truly one of the bravest persons I have seen, and i'm sorry I cannot be a better friend and to lift you up when you are down is what i wish i could do for you. I admire how you can put all that aside and be yourself in our faces. That is truly an admirable trait and the more time i spend with you, the more I yearn to learn how to do that. Thank you for everything, even the day before yesterday =P I'm not worried about you at all =)

Sara
The one person I wished I could have talked to about this, but I can't because apparently we have a problem. I'm really sorry that I didn't even know that there was a problem. You were so guilty about leaving us and hanging out with Sam and Syafiq that you forgot that we were your friends too and in turn their friends. If you remember correctly, you were the first one to coin the term 'new friends' where we just called them friends. Every time you asked me what you should do, my answer was always the same, talk to them, talk to him, talk to her, and now, in the face of a problem with me (which again, i did not know about) you can't even talk to me about it?
After a year and a half, after seeing pet, jaja and marie gone, how can I not be scared that the same thing isn't happening (or already happened now) Is it a crime to have more then one group of friends? I never knew it was, why you took it so defensively is beyond me. Why you made the whole situation out proportions I don't know, why problems were not talked about I have no idea. Yes, i read your blog, you suck at confrontations right? But is one confrontation worth friendships built and maintained over such a long span of time? You know i've always loved you, you know that i've always cared for you, you know that i would do anything to make you feel better if you were feeling bad..but why is it so easy to put me aside? Have I done more bad things to you than good? Have I not done enough? Was I a horrible friend? I'm sorry I interfered with your arguements with other people, i'm sorry i told you what i thought, and maybe this is the payback? But everything I did, i did with your best interests at heart. You yourself told me about 2 months back, that Jill was pissed of with me because of what you told her we were doing, and then we worked things out, don't you realise that you had just spoiled my friendship with Jill? I'm just using that as an example. Don't you realise how powerful words can be Sara? How a sentence on a blog can be so piercing? You always talk about change, but seriously, it's you who has changed the most...If you have chosen to move on, there is nothing I can say that will pull you back, I learned that from one of the million talks we had in front of your house in my car. But I will say this, all the memories we've had, from the time Hengki left and you consoled me in PD right up until you told Jill while we were at The Apartment that I was too defensive (yes, i heard..) were memories for me, all amazing memories. And no matter what you choose I just want to tell you that I obviously still love you and pray that you rethink what you are doing and who you are throwing aside and for what reason. Tell me what I have done wrong, I have no face anymore, I will apologize for it...I will fall at your feet asking for your forgiveness because that is how much this relationship means to me. Lastly, remember one of our last conversations in my car in front of your house...Trust... it's not something that is just there or isn't...it is something that is developed by sharing and talking...i've always had it for you, i still do. I Love you (eventhough you don't love me anymore)

I am not happy. I wish I didn't post this in a blog, but you cannot imagine how desperate I was too let it out...everything..good and bad...For all of you whom i mentioned, please know this, I love you so so so so so so so so much and memories of pd, and pd and pd, and malacca, and laundry, and maison, and republic, and nick's house, and dice's house, and jo's house, and pinto's house, and sara's house and lokey's house and ruums, and mamak, and chinese shop, and rouche, and level 5,3a and 7, and 1u and pyramid and curve and inti and pwtc and sheraton subang and genting and everywhere else there are monkey footprints. Nothing hurts me as much as this falling apart. Spending all that money in a week (refer to first line of post) is excruciatingly painful but that level of hurt doesn't even come near this. Memories flood me and there is nothing I can do about them. Now for the final truth I wish to say today......Do not underestimate the term 'friends'. I dare say, we are not monkeys, we are friends...the term monkeys cannot possibly bear the heavier meaning and responsibilities of being a friend. I will continue to call you my monkeys, but know this, you are first and foremost my friend.

I BEG that you don't take offence to anything I have said today, I am sorry If you felt that I should jump off a high cliff but as I wrote everything that I did, my face was wet...yes I am a cry baby..but lately the only thing I've been crying about is you guys. I also beg that if you want me to clarify anything I have written please call me...I will act exactly how i've been acting around you all this time, like nothing happened. If you want me to continue, then maintain your silences. Let us all pretend that nothing happened..we're just happy monkeys...If we want to make it like how it was in Malacca....then we're just going to have to do a little work and start accepting what everyone says straight to our faces (me definitely included- i am expecting a list of how horrible a person I really am from all of you, and i will gladly accept and try to change to be a better friend, because i know now that i'm a horrible one)

Last note, I love you..i never throw that phrase around.,..please be the people I once knew...the monkeys..

A photo i wouldn't mind putting up on my house's wall

2008-11-06T19:26:00.009+08:00

Post Removed Due to excessive profanity and bitterness. Rights reserved by sole distributor of pettiness, Pradeep Chandrasekaran

Not for awhile

2008-09-09T18:43:00.003+08:00

I'm really sorry guys but for the moment, i'm stopping all blog activity on this website. It'll still be here, feel free to use the cbox, i promise i'll check often, but you know what they say, the more you live, the more you learn and i've learned that the things I want to write about aren't what people want to read about. So I'm going to spare all of my faithful readers the boredom and stop right now.

Tale of The Late Night Meal

2008-08-18T04:50:00.002+08:00

I woke up at 3:30am, went online and commented on a bunch of photos...okla..about 2 but more than once. Reply to Lokey over photos, slow but effective. Around 4:20am, I got a spurt of hunger and decided that determination is a good virtue and I was determined to get something to eat. So I had the biggest hurdle to overcome in order to fulfil my destiny for the night. I had to get up.

After a time which I cannot specify for fear of ruining my already teetering reputation, I finally got off my oh so comfy chair and made my way down the icy cold, shiny night-colored tiles which adorn my staircase. I felt around and found my way to my food-box..the oldest member of my family minus amma and papa, Le Refrigerator. As I looked inside, my heart was filled with sorrow as there was nothing I could prepare and devour within 3 minutes and return my backside to it's comfy habitat. So again, my determination and the little guy below my boobs turned upwards and whispered into my lungs, 'Cook something you freak, you're pissing us all off'. And so I did...

I took a couple of feathery light slices of white bread and lightly dabbed each facing side with a hint of margarine followed by a small amount of freshly grated parmesan cheese. I turned on the black box of fiery beauty, my oven toaster and proceeded to grill the cheese on the slices to a bubbly heaven. While that was going on, I put a pot on the stove and pulled out a chopping board which looked like it had low blood pressure..you know that white color is not white but not transparent either. I pulled out an onion and just one clove of garlic and using my superb kung fu skills inherited from my dad (the duck.....), diced up all of the lovely lovely midnight flavors. And then I decided something which affects my life and my tastebuds up until now (A half hour after finishing the meal) I needed some spice in my life. I pulled out a green chilli and a red chilli and cut both into half and proceeded to chop them too up into small strips. I was happy. I was in my element. I never felt so close to something I was about to decorate my stomach lining with.

I pulled out this big mixing bowl and got a mini chicken from the fridge...it's not really a chicken yet, but the vegetarians would argue this fact...it's like abortion but that's another blog post. So ANYWAY, I put half a teaspoon of turmeric into the bowl, a hint of salt, and 5-6 drops of water and i mixed..boy did I mix. After mixing it up really well, I started sweating but I had already put enough salt in, so I went and washed my face and put on a new t-shirt. (Tip for new cooks, never cook egg without a shirt...) I then added half a teaspoon of virgin olive oil to the mix and beat it up to a light floating feathery froth. By this time, the pan was already hot and I could smell the scent of bubbling cheese wafting from the oven. I put a bit of olive oil on and watched as it too began to bubble as it got hotter. This was a crucial moment, i threw in a small piece of diced garlic, but NO! nothing happened!, so I stared and stared and all of a sudden, the garlic was effervesing on the pan and at that exact moment I threw in the onions, garlic and chillis. Oh, how I smiled as I could smell the flavours fusing together and watched the colors merge. After about 30 seconds which felt like an eternity, I took out the golden brown mix of flavors which was sparsely splattered with red and green and carefully placed it all in the mixing bowl with the other ingredients. I broke the 'now-warm' mini chicken into the bowl and roughly mixed it up again, and using the same pan which was still warm, I poured out the bright yellow mixture and using a shiny steel spatula on which I could see my face, I proceeded to shape my masterpiece into what would be a square upon being cooked. All of a sudden........there was silence....only the burst of the odd bubble from the frying pan could be heard....and then there was the bell! It was the sharpest 'TING' that you could ever imagine at 4:30 in the morning. But although I jumped and was startled, with the 'TING', came immense happiness as well. I removed my steaming hot slices of bread which smelt like heaven and plated them and left them to rest as they waited to be filled up as a horny girl would wait while her lover shaved his crotchular area before making the love. The oddly golden colored mix on the frying pan was ready, embedded in its surface were speckles of green and red which brought tears of happiness to my eyes. As I placed the square piece of pleasure on a piece of celery which was on the toasted pieces of cheese covered heaven and seasoned it with salt alot of pepper, a single drop of man-juice (incase of misinterpretation, it's saliva) trickled down the side of my mouth. I washed it off, and got a knife. I separated my little heaven on a plate with a swift cut diagonally, leaving the cross section exposed and my stomach grumbling. I took my place in front of the television, turned it on and proceeded to ignore it. I sank my teeth into that delectable sandwich and the flavours BURST onto my tongue, the onions were crispy and golden brown on the outside and the crispy outer layer locked the flavours in on the inside, the garlic was so strong but since there was so little of it it blended with the rest, the cheese on the margarine was so perfect on the toasted bread which was just right and not hard enough to injure the roof of my mouth and finally, the egg. It's feathery texture was delightful to consume.

As I finished up the sandwich...nay....the slices of heaven, tears came to my eyes for I knew that my lover and I know must part and I looked down at the protruding belly and whispered softly as if talking my voluptious bosoms.............."I will see you in the morning..."

See Pee Am

2008-08-13T03:50:00.001+08:00

Tomorrow.....wait.....today, is our first meeting for CPM. Scared, excited, happy, insecure, confused, worried, anxious and obviously nervous. Hope I don't disappoint anyone...Tell me if i do yes...

Hi

2008-08-11T01:08:00.002+08:00

Dear Readers,

It's 1:28am, i'm extremely tired today, don't know why, it was kinda fun today.
But nowadays i'm noticing something, every time we go out..every single time, someone is missing. Usually it's more than 1 like today, Lokey, Dice and Phoebz were all missing. The sad part is that i'm slowly getting used to it...I don't want to get used to it. In about 7 hours I've got CPM and it should be fun although I'm really really not prepared I still wanna go but i'm definitely going to need some sleep before that. But HERE'S THE PROBLEM! Friends Season 1 just finished downloading.............................................................. Die.

We were at Canai Cafe earlier which is currently our favourite place to hang out. It's awesome, once you sit down there, you won't get up for at least 3 hours, and we've stayed there for 10 before. We were telling the girls the idea Kevin, Nick, Syafiq and myself came up with about 3 days ago for CPM. We're really excited about it, but somehow when I was explaining it to the girls just now, it didn't seem as juicy as it was a couple of days ago. If I can't get 2 of my close friends jumping about it, how am I supposed to get a group of 22 to jump for it (4 of us came up with it) All I'm going to say about the idea here is that it involves sculpting of a teenager's self. Nothing more will I utter.

We were at KFC just now and when I reached, Nick greeted us with this huge smile and TINY TEENY eyes, naturally he just got a visit from Mr Glass Tube and Mrs Green. He seemed happy but I noticed halfway through our yumchar session he sorta felt weird, don't man.. You seem to be pretty happy when you're stoned and since you're ONLY doing it for recreation purposes, it's all good, but don't go overboard ok. Like I told you once before I'm always behind you. (do not think dirty you perverts)

OKAAAY, now i'm going to go take a shit, a bath and lie down with F.R.I.E.N.D.S going on in the background on my PC. Whatever said and done, those six freaks really do remind me of the monkeys. It doesn't matter if any of us are characters in the sitcom or NOT, but when I see how they get along and how they deal with problems and how they're always thinking about each other, I can't help but think about the monkeys and the similar traits they share. The caring, generous, loving and oh so cute monkeys which I can call my own.

Cheers and good night till tomorrow!

The day after

2008-08-08T13:53:00.008+08:00

I feel fine now, I don't feel like my lungs are behind my tongue fighting to get out of my mouth every single time i cough. Now 1:55pm IDTP is at 2pm. Something tells me I'm falling back to my old habits. Nope, won't happen, this is just my standard 2 week holiday for myself at the beginning of every semester.

For the first time in about a week, I am feeling fine, my heads a bit cool, dunno whether that's good or not but i know if i shake my head really fast from side to side I get dizzy but maybe all normal people feel that as well.

For the past few days while I've been stuck at home with Kevinicytis I've had the urge to get back on stage armed with nothing but a guitar (and maybe a few clothes) just to rock a crowd. Damn good feeling wei! Sam e-mailed me the profile that psycho girl came up with before we had even set up the committee for the CPM project. She's mad la that's all I can say. I'm just wondering how to fit in ROCKING with a disease, it's been done before I think, something like Rocking out Breast Cancer or something like that...then it got me thinking... for any problem we might be handling for CPM, be it dyslexic people or animals in PAWS, a perfect song to be our theme (STRICTLY MY OPINION! FEEL FREE TO DISAGREE!! BUT IT'S MY BLOG SO GIVE FACE YA!) would be Mystery of The Glass - Things Will Be Ok =D

Hehe sounds like fun no. Anyway back to my mystery disease, it's nearly gone I think but yesterday Kevin was feeling damn guilty, Sara told me while she was sending him home, he coughed in the car and totally covered his mouth and while he was all muzzled up, he mumbled,"Open the window Sara, I don't want you to get sick" LOL! AHAHAHAHAHA farking funny! Dude, sorry I made you feel guilty wei, I was just fucking around, it's all good..

This post was meant to stall me from giving myself any excuse to GO to class.. and i think it worked pretty well, now it's already too late; 2:08pm =P Maybe some photos from me to fill up the random spaces huh.

My Ferraris =P

Very hard to put captions for the rest of the photos but they should be self explanatory =D

Yeah, that's Vaanan =P

Nick, Kevin and I ""studying"" in Starbucks SS15

This door was next to Kevin, we got curious...STANDARD!

My happy face...................

Phoebz in McD's looking like she's some telemarketer

Shaz's famous art

We were finishing up the PR1 project proposal at PAN Cafe..our friend here quote from that day, "I'm not sleepy la.."

Guitarist, Singer, Pianist, Lyrics Finder, and some feet here and there

GROUPIES =P

She drinking fire!

Change their hair colour and they might be twins

According to a friend of mine, our singer is a ninja and he disappeared in the smoke..look closely

The fella paying attention in Marketing

Locked outside ICC =P

My MUM!!

Brothers in Arms

Kevin was resting in LT2 during lunch break...he looks like he's in a short skirt and same colored pantyhose..

DO THE EGYPTIAN!

Sara and CDB on the sandy beach of PD

Sketch day with scary Shaz in between, Dice looks good here wei!

PURE BAR - MALACCA! but my beard senget

Sketch day =P

Check that ass out..

Signing off; Grumpy™.

With best regards, pRaDa™

Heh

2008-08-07T05:21:00.001+08:00

You know what's the best part, I can actually write whatever I want to write here, they're all so fed with coming here and seeing 'Shawty got Low Low' that they've stopped coming here altogether. Hoping for some visitors soon so I won't start writing 'EVERYTHING' here yet =P

Right now...

2008-08-07T04:52:00.000+08:00

Sitting at my pc, typing this out and in the background comedy court is going and making me smile, at the same time, it's also making it really hard for me to concentrate. My room is FILTHY, the basket which I usually use to do my laundry is as empty as my stomach! (I haven't eaten in awhile ok *note for smartasses only*) All the clothes are littered on my floor. Literally, I didn't know I have this much underwear...damn alot wei. K! My guitar is on this luggage I was supposed to use to go to PD and there's something else below the luggage, I really don't know what. It's hot as hell, and I can hardly breathe. My teeny tiny TV is on my table, on top of that, my VCD player, on top of that, my hat which I bought from Malacca all of which are next to my Blink 182 poster..2 and a half feet tall mind you..it's huge. Let me get more specific, next to my bed (which has NEVER been so comfortable..by the way la huh..)I have a smallish night table..and on the night table...I just realized that I have SO much freakin jewelery. Compared to some other guys I know, it's probably not much, but what I do know is I have never been much of an accessorizer. Let me list it down for you...

a) 1 hoop earring from Taiwan which Dice gave me
b) a pair of huge hoops which I bought from Melbourne
c) a pair of medium blings which I bought from Melbourne
d) the studs which they used when I got my ears pierced
e) my nipple ring (1 more missing..)
f) a pair of giganticus blings from Pyramid
g) a necklace from Malacca
h) the beads from Republic™ which I love by the way =P
i) a gold necklace from my mum about 15 years ago
h) a woodenish but actually metal bracelet I paued from Andrew Ong a year back

I don't know what to say wei..that is really too much for me, me thinks it is time to clear out half the stuff I have. Another good example why my room probably needs spring cleaning badly is:-

a) I have this beautiful external CD-ROM which burns DVDs
b) I have an internal DVD-ROM which does everything you can possibly want..

Every month for the past 6 months, I would try to play something on my pc only to be reminded that BOTH DON'T WORK! So I have like a gazillion cds around my pc so much so I gave up on hiding the porn..that many..it's come to the point where if someone actually takes the time to go through ALL my cds and find the porn, I'll respect them.

I really wanna go to sleep now..really feel shitty and I keep breaking out into a cold sweat. it's 5am and I have class at 1pm..I really wanna go coz I miss my monkeys. But I also want to listen to music and play my guitar..all the things I haven't been able to do for the past 2 days. Tomorrow, I really want all of them to go to Euphoria, I hope they really have fun there. it's an 18+ Guest list to a place which they really want to go to, so i hope they can all go in no problem.

I had an X-ray done today, mum won't tell me what's wrong..but by her reaction.......................................................................
Never mind, come what may..I'll play your game..I'll take you on bitch..

When you need a laugh..

2008-08-06T20:10:00.000+08:00

Life always gives you shit, you make shit cakes
You can't make a blueberry cake with shit...don't bother trying
(Yes, i know i use this alot nowadays)

No other way to put it, you know how people always say, after you lose or you go through a bad phase, you leave with your head held high. I agree with that, i think it makes a lot of sense, but it's a bit scary y'know. Someone can take away your pride in an instant. On the other hand if what you prioritize the most is your name, now that is something that no one can take away from you...whether it's a bad name or good name it doesn't matter, that is something that dies only when you do (not all the time obviously)

We go through life everyday holding tightly onto the small events on a daily basis which put a smile on your face. Although those 24 hours maybe riddled with so many bad things posing a negative effect on you, how we handle them says alot about us.

We all just want to have fun. When we have a problem, it is good to talk about it. As I discussed with my focus group in the padang of SS2 the other day. We all have different views on what to do if we are facing problems in our life. Some of us keep it to ourself, some of us let people who understand us know about it, and some of us filter the problems and only allow other people to know the fun and happy news while keeping the bad new or problems away. But here's the thing, I think that a friend is ALOT more than just someone you have fun with. Every person no matter how weak can withstand the burden of a friend in a bad place. Even if you can't, the fact that you are a friend gives you Strength. You definitely can do it if you really want to.

Ok this post was really really random, mum said I have this horribly chronic case of Bronchitis. It's ok Kevin, I forgive you, but please cover your mouth the next time you cough or I will be forced to stuff something in it (not in the good way..)

Three things always cheer me up:-
a) A message/call from any of the monkeys
b) Thinking about the monkeys
c) Contempt in Court by Comedy Court..check it out below...

Cheers and Take Care, i'll be fine I promise.

Confusion Confusion

2008-08-05T10:55:00.000+08:00

Lately, my opinions haven't been the best reflection of what I actually think.
There comes a point where you can't be true to what you say for fear of hurting parties.
In every group dynamic, there are the strong, there are the weak, there are the dependent.
I'm sorry you think like that, but I implore whoever you are if you know me and I say something,
give it a thought, would I actually say that. What's the reason for me to say something like that.
Am I hiding something? Am i doing it for the greater good? Am I doing it because i'd rather do THAT than deal with the problems after if i DIDN'T do that.
I'm not asking for respect, or love, or acknowledgment. I'm asking to be understood, and believe me don't ever say, I thought I knew pRaDa, didn't know he thinks like that. You're wrong, I think exactly how you think I think...but there is a reason why i said what I said, although I didn't like it and it is a betrayal to who I actually am, the reason is still there....

Another thing I would just like to say before I try to get back to sleep, Kevin gave me his cough and it SUCKS...can't even sleep and my chest hurts non stop, can't even breathe properly.

I don't throw the word 'love' around.....no matter when, whenever I say it, it means something...

Shawty got LOW LOW LOW!!

2008-04-28T12:07:00.001+08:00

I refuse to let this blog die..I like this blog..it's like an extension of me..it would be like breaking my kapok, crashing my car, or burning my little pug (touches wood 3 times) Anyway, i'm using my dad's pc, have to remember to delete all the previous history or temporary files. Remind me if you see me. I think the guys are having their PR exam now. Right now I got dilemma (imagines an audience shouting AWW NO!! WHAT DILEMMA PRADA?!) but since i'm all alone here, i'm trying to see which I should do, study for econs or practice the songs Vinodh told me I needed to practice for today's jamming.. I don't even know if I'll be going for practice today, but I haven't told him yet la.

Our exams are this whole week, except for Pinto who has one last exam on Monday, good luck to her and all the rest of them. After that, on the 2nd, we're expecting Nick to plan Friday Night Clubbing, and honestly for the first time in a LONG time, i'm really really really looking forward to clubbing. Tis true, I am yet to feel any stress, but this clubbing constitutes not only drinking but an ending to my fourth semester as a student in TCPJ. Not only that, it would also symbolize my week holiday before I become what I dread most and what is my biggest nightmare....an employee..

As all my friends know, my ego is huge..the only people I put it aside for are my friends, family and people who are correct and make sense or have the ability to rationalize in an arguement (think sucking straws Nicky boy..) Being an employee is just now what I was cut out for, I am sure what is going through my mind is similar to all of your train of thoughts. I imagine myself as the head of the group in charge of managing this HUGE event when we start our internship, but what's probably going to happen is that I won't even know what event i'm arranging chairs in a hall for. As I keep telling myself, I'm going to be a Kuli for 2 months, but still one thing which I hold on to strongly is that eensy bitsy bit of hope burgeoning within the ventricles and auricles of my rapidly beating aortic pump.

Ok so anyway, Vikram's birthday is on the 3rd and I'll be in Muar with the other MOTG members. The purpose of us going there, to perform for Chuzuk's cousins wedding... The secondary purpose would be to allow Chuzuk's whole family to see him showing off. And we totally support him this ONE time. Buddy, that day is going to be one day when you hit the snare a million times more than you're supposed to and we won't scold you I promise.
Back to Vikram's birthday, since I won't be able to attend his birthday the next day, I was wondering if he could join us when we go clubbing on Friday. Let me know please, I'm asking on behalf of Vikram, Kirba, and Hari (possibly more..but the more the merrier right)

-next-

About a week ago, Kevin, Dice and I were in FTZ ta kei'ing and we were playing the server cs game there with all the other loyal patrons of Asia Cafe, and my god, both of us were practically shooting blanks while Kevin was close to puking again.. Dice and I couldn't play to save our lives on that day. And not to be overly arrogant (can't change the fact that i'm already arrogant..but too much of anything is bad right) We're usually on par with all the fellas at Asia Cafe but on that day, we just couldn't play at all. After a few moments of consideration, Dice came up with the conclusion, we playing with bots too much. So from now on, things are going to change, we're not playing with bots anymore!!! We're playing amongst each other! we will KILL ourselves!! LET OUR BLOOD FLOW INTO THE TOILETS AND SWIMMING POOL WHICH IS FILLED WITH BOMBS!.. Doesn't make sense right..putting an explosive in a swimming pool where the gunpower will become wet and therefore make the bomb absolutely useless.

-this morning-

It's 12 in the afternoon, I haven't slept since yesterday. Yes, since Jo, Sara, Jill, Kevin and I were in Anggerik eating last night when I spilled a whole cup (a big one..) of Milo Ais KAU (for further reference as to how kau the milo was..(refer to accidentpronepossum.blogspot.com , stonedmunkeys.blogspot.com , joanneclarks.blogspot.com or cheryllokeysblog.blogspot.com) I went the whole night smelling of (reads out from the tin) Calcium yang berkhasiat...didn't smell like that to ME!!! Bloody hell. This morning, came home at 5 o clock and thought I'd get around to playing some guitar before going to sleep but spotted my open Harry Potter book and read about 50 pages before going and practising for the wedding (refer above). I heard mum waking up at about 6 45 to go make coffee and let the maid in, so I came downstairs smelling of milo + cigarettes and mind you, i had already bathed..fucking annoying. And the weirdest thing happened. Yesterday, before leaving I was watching this interview on channel 1!! It was between some pro government idiot and RAJA PETRA!! YEAH RPK himself on a government broadcast channel.. It was surreal. And judging by the two questions i managed to listen to before I had to ciao to Anggerik, he was DEFINITELY pro government..I can distinctly remember one of the questions..RPK was saying that freedom of speech is FUNDAMENTAL! and the stupid interviewer said which is more important; freedom of speech or stability of the country (basically he was implying that MalaysiaToday.net [RPK'S BLOG] was causing instability in the country)..to which RPK RAMMED the shit out of him giving him a lesson in why Opposition so nearly won the previous elections..he said that the two factors were totally exclusive of each other and that instead of blaming freedom of speech as being the cause of instability in Malaysia, they should take a step back and maybe then they will see that the reason why we are so unstable is due to the fact that we have NO freedom of speech whatsoever. I'm expecting this post to be deleted and my blog to be shut down by the time I come back from my exam tomorrow due to this small part of my post.. It's that bad, it really is. Another thing I remember him banging the two penny brained bastard who thinks he has the capability to mentally battle RPK is that Islam in writing is extremely good..but where in the WORLD is Islam practiced in the world according to how it is written as a religion of PEACE..and I really agree with him...from the horse's mouth, who can deny it. That stupid interview sat there spluttering like a goldfish thrown out of the water..bloody pathetic..couldn't they have found someone who actually had the brain and the brawn to spar with this political genius...The only candidate who comes to mind is Dr M..and that would be a long shot due to the fact that he too is slowly going senile. Sad.. sad..

-Oh shit, I deviated too much...back to the morning about me talking to my mum-

After a long time, I sat down and followed her around the whole house (while she was making coffee and gardening) and we just talked..I was debating with her the entire morning until she was late for work, I'm not kidding seriously...she has to leave at 9 am..today she went and had her BATH at 9 am..We both enjoyed the debate so much that she kissed me before going to work which is what I usually do to them, not the other way around. I kept saying I didn't want coffee to which she kept nodding her head and saying ok ok ok..but knowing me better than i know myself, she made me a cup which she knew (don't ask me how, the woman has super powers) I would enjoy. What our debate was based on was how the voting was going to be in 4 years time when the next election comes around. It was bloody interesting wei..I said that the opposition party are noobs, she said people with pure intentions learn faster to which I agreed but argued that they won't be deciding if they're going to be the government, the people will..and if the federal government doesn't promote what the opposition is doing properly, the people CAN'T get swayed. And so it went on, I don't want to bore you my dear reader and I know i am probably already too late in making that statement as you are probably no longer reading this snakelike never ending blog entry about nothing much except what my life currently revolves around.

Anyway, on an end note, listening to Ecstacy of Gold by Metallica - for all you non-metallica fans, it's an instrumental song..go type this in youtube (you won't regret it..trust me..copy and paste this) - Metallica - The Ecstasy Of Gold(S&M) It's friggin fantastic.. ok ..I think I wanna go get some sleepy...doubt can finish up econs by tomorrow..as usual..but one thing about most of us Stoned Monkeys, we work REALLY well under pressure. So on that confident note, Ciao!

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I think i'll just put the video here...don't bother going to YouTube

Enjoy!

2008-04-22T01:50:00.001+08:00

Dying
Blog!

New GROUP blogsite

2008-04-15T01:06:00.000+08:00

For all of us, all our friends and only our close friends whose ID starts with 0607k can access our new group blog. You can find it at

http://stonedmunkeys.blogspot.com

Have fun, hope you have as much fun reading as we had doing stuff to write about....

Cheers, pRaDa™

Gehehehehe

2008-04-13T18:05:00.000+08:00

Internet's BAAAAACK!!

Today (13th April 2008) is the Hindu New Year...i'm stuck at home, i'll be waiting for all my cousins and uncles to come over for an awesome home cooked dinner (vegetarian, of course..my mouth is watering just thinking of french beans.............. ........................) NVM..i just got off the phone with Lokey, they going out..i'll be stuck here, hopefully I can join them later.

A few days back, we went to Michelle's (Superstar's cousin) belated birthday party..i'll never doubt a person when she says that there will be unlimited liquor again..Very arrogant of me. Anyway, we reached and after a few illustrated stories and ALOT of drinks, we moved down from the BBQ section to the pool area. After a while, Catholic Cutie, Our little Superstar and Rockstar Supernova had to ciao, by that time, i was already flying, what happened next, i'm still dying to find out. All I can remember are voices saying, 'Dude, wear your pants man..', please don't take that sentence out of context. I took them off to go in the pool and never wore them again after that..It was the DRUNKEST I have ever been in my entire life. One of the glimpses I can remember are Kevin, Nick and Dice lifting me up saying, ' C'mon man! we gotta go!' and me saying 'Ok, wait i'm sorry' and then I sat back down due to the fact that I felt the puke rushing to my head as soon as they lifted me a few inches.

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Due to the fact that Catholic Cutie and Rockstar Supernova BOTH think that people hurting themselves is FUNNY....*mutter*, I pushed Nick, I fell down, I pulled him down with me, we both fell down, both of us = HIGHZORS! he injured his palm, i got a huge ass scratch on my left elbow.. THERE! you sadistic people you...

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Let's just say it was bad...but it felt nice to drink with them again..Our little superstar was a bit quiet, but she always is when she feels that it's her responsibility that we have fun..Aiyo..Okaaaay mummy wants to go to the temple, I wanna go get dressed so I can follow her. Take care y'all!

Look alikes?

2008-04-07T22:14:00.000+08:00

Just because i'm indian...damn pissing off..I got 3 Female look alikes..damn jealous..i put one pic of Dice, and he got 71% Stephen Chow..no joke.. Plus all his all chinese male..it's obvious that you don't look malay or there are no malay celebrities, go figure. Cheers and g'night.

Republic - Christy joins us

2008-04-07T20:35:00.000+08:00

DanceQuake 08 - I think I was more nervous than Lokey. We all made up manilla cardboard banners supporting Lokey and The Harlems. Mine read 'Lokey! I'm carrying your baby!' Aih..So goddamned proud of her shakin her booty on stage that day...And you guys really did awesome ar..It would have been even better if you could have stuck around after that...Never mind..probably seeing you in a couple of hours =P

Nick, Christy, Kevin - quite happy after we found the drinks and the big round chair

Rocker Christy and Happy (for real...this is a rare photo) Kevin

All my short jokes to Christy backfired, now she's taller than all of us

Even when I'm trying to buat kacau in a photo, i can't help but look so hot...My apologies.

Motherfucka kicked my dog...

He bought me a new one

I was having the naughty thoughts

Some of us were high at some point i think...

I'd make a fair model...check those legs out..belly button coming up soon. That is one BIG chair..

They deserved it after a crazy hard month or so

Christy and Dice (his malayness comes out a little in this pic)

We had Red Sangria & Peppermint Mojito (freaking awesome..we'll try ourselves next time)

Two sexay thangs on the left and one smelly short girl according to Nick..

Audrey refused to move!

Lol sexy la my friends..Dice is trying out her new Angelina Jolie lips..they're new..

Photography is an art OR Anything that looks preeety when you're high deserves a picture..

If you noticed, he hasn't moved since the last photo (of his malayness)

If you look closely, i'm helping Christy remove a Contact.

So beautiful...so elegant..so shiny..I want those shoes.

Alot happier than I've seen him in awhile..

We were supposed to be celebrating our little superstar here..(the one on the right) But she had to go home. Love her LOADS! And yeahla love all of you too la..Phoebz had to go for Ching Beng, Sara had to go home, Jo had to as well, We FFK'ed Jill due to curfew constraints (Limitations as follows in the next post) But thankfully, Christy and Audrey could join us. It was as fun as we could have made it.. But still, it wasn't as fun as it would have been if we had our superstar (Lokey), our catholic cutie (Jo~ hahaha! nice right the name!), Our Rockstar Supernova (Sara), Kickyouintheballsifyoupissmeoffbabe (Jill) and our Stick with Style (Phoebz =P She gonna kill me..)...Lots and lots of love.. Until the next post (A few months la..)

I got pissed off today..

2008-04-07T16:47:00.000+08:00

i'm not that pissed off now..but just now right, she pissed me off badly.. my latest accumulated GPA was 2.62...then right, she got 3.1 then right, she making alot of noise.. I stone there, I angry coz right now I still don't qualify for advanced standing..She pissed me off again...in the last 20 seconds, now i'm really pissed off..she still sitting here..she laugh..NEVER MIND!!! I'll remember this until I millionaire then I buy my 3.99 GPA everyday of every year then I go to her house and show her, then laugh and laugh and laugh...because right, there is no way I can get that GPA with my actual ability... NOW...within the latest 30 seconds..she did it again..She just told me that her GPA in TAR College was 3.75..I want to smack her adi...not in a kinky way. Wait let me go and see if her "hottest" picture ever finished loading adi or not..brb. She is too high and might to say the word 'butt'. I told her to eat paper, she ask me come out where?! This from someone with a 3.75 GPA..impossible right!!!! Look for the post titled PHOEBZ! To see pictures of the imbecile who pissed me of today. And imbecile is known to not travel through genetic relationships.

A day past, a lesson worth learning. The story through my eyes. It was a great day!

2008-01-19T13:46:00.000+08:00

Everyday, you learn something new; no matter how much you prepare, things can still get messed up. Nick and I woke up at 5:45 on gig day on the 18th January 2007 to go for the sound check that was scheduled at 8 am in PWTC, KL. Stupidly early I agree but we had to la. We were the second band to reach and registered for our sound check. Awhile after that, Vinodh, Chuzuks and Nishant showed up and right before our sound check, while we were tuning our guitars, Nick's cable jack went INTO his guitar and we had to borrow a tool kit from the sound guy to fix it and we skipped our sound check slot. Right after that band finished we were just done and we went up. Every small detail that I had learned mattered during a performance I tweaked on my amp. I had the settings burned in the back of my head, volume and all. All was well, we were prepared, we were confident. Our band is a skill level 6 on a scale of 10. We were a playing a song which was at level 4 so we were fine. All was well thus far. Our performance registration was scheduled 5 hours later so we went and grabbed a bite to eat at the nearby mamak. The 5 of us were drinking canned drinks and coffee at a futile attempt to stay awake and energised. At 3 pm sharp, we went back to the hall to register for our performance. At this time, both the Taylor's crowd and the $1 mob had left their houses via public transport to come over to watch us perform. So we registered our slot at 7:45 pm thinking that the crowd would be there at that time once again the decision was consistent with our desire to entertain. By 5:45 pm all of our friends had reached and we went to meet them. After all the hugs and cigarettes, we came in and in a stroke of good luck, Vinodh had asked Nick to check out when our slot was. When we went in the hall, we recieved the oh so glorious news that we were next...more than an hour before we were scheduled to go up. We literally rushed up to the stage messed up in the head due to the rush and plugged in. I immediately set all the settings on my amp to what I still memorized so clearly in my head, when suddenly the idiot standing next to the sound guy (not even the freakin sound guy) asked me to lower the volume. Me, like another idiot actually put it lower consequentially messing up EVERYTHING that I had set my amp for; a lead guitars volume. When we started playing, Vinodh who waits for my cue to start couldn't hear me playing and he didn't start singing.......

Part 2: The beginning of the downfall.

When Vinodh didn't hear me starting up with the main riff for 'The way I are', he just assumed I hadn't started. When all this confusion was going on, ALL of us failed to notice that Chuzuks was playing extremely fast. Half way through the performance, I ignored the idiot and put my amp louder and I could finally hear myself. This in itself had caused the band timing and the song that we had spent months preparing was out of whack and nowhere where it was supposed to be. Our synchronization was out, our chemistry as a band was falling to pieces. On that stage honestly, the only person that was steadfast was Vinodh and he pulled through the best he could. Then we were stopped by the gay ass emcee who straight away said You don't have the judges approval (To which I totally understand btw, and totally agree with) but do you have the crowd? To which all of our friends proceeded to scream their lungs out and resulted in what I believe to be the loudest scream of the day. Although I knew that we only got to continue because of our friends, not because we were good, we weren't, we didn't deserve it, but still, we went on, they DID travel 45 minutes to get there in cramped up public transport. We started out with what we had planned on and I started playing the riff for "The way I are" somewhere down the middle of the performance, the string I was using the most snapped, heh, my mind went blank!! Seriously now I totally understand when Sara says,'I stoning'. I have no idea what I was playing. Since that wasn't what we were practicing, Nick and Vinodh looked at me and forgot what they were doing. That was truly the end and although we knew it, no one wanted to say anything. I was happy that it was over and I could enjoy it being over with all of my friends. They were there when it mattered as they have always been. It doesn't matter if we didn't get through, maybe we just weren't good enough, maybe it was just bad luck, maybe we needed to be more prepared. I actually honestly do not care, I will be doing all of the three to ensure that these stupid mistakes don't happen again. I still believe that we should learn from our mistakes and not dwell on them. Feeling sorry for ourselves and sulking will not make things better. Time to hit the studios!

Nick, Pradeep, Vinodh, Chuzuks, Nishant - Mystery Of the Glass

2007-11-01T14:01:00.000+08:00

I just saw one of the most fantastic videos I have seen for such a long time. Chester Bennington, I have a new found respect for you. The little I had earlier was because you could scream, but who could have thought you could pull THIS off.... On a different note, it's erm 19 hours to my first exam tomorrow morning, Academic Writing (AW). To be putting it politely, pardon my french, I'm fucked. But dunno la, i'm supposed to go and return the book Phoebz borrowed from the library today. I made it a point to wake up early and shit (12 afternoon ohkay..for all you crtics on my sleep patterns) So i think I will be leaving to go have a bath now, but DAMNIT!, my maid (not a live-in maid, she comes in once a week) just put ALL my clean NEW shiny boxers to wash, I DON'T KNOW why!? It looks like i'm going to have to wear briefs today...damn uncomfortable~! I will not go into details as to why it is uncomfortable..this is a family blog. Anyways..have fun with the video..i was headbanging like one of those dolls with springs for a neck.

This is a video of Matt Sorum (former Guns N Roses), Duff McKagan(former Guns N Roses), Slash (heh...) and CHESTER BENNINGTON (LINKIN FUCKING PARK!!!!) Freakin awesome....enjoy.

Bored and should be studying

2007-10-31T18:48:00.000+08:00

Hey guys..I'm really not in the mood to be blogging now. The thought of failing these exams are just making me feel to guilty. (but not guilty enough to hit the books) Trying my best to say no to my next cigarette. This morning i woke up and could hardly breathe. Was wheezing like some 98 year old man. (yes .. i know i'm old..) I do however want to show you guys this video. If you don't know Sweet Child O' Mine by Guns N Roses, go listen to the song before seeing this video, kept me laughing for ages. Enjoy k! Good luck for the finals you guys.

2007-10-28T22:02:00.000+08:00

Hello world, Sara here ... prada's is out 'studyin' at Nick's hse so I will be blogging ... to help keep his blog alive ..

i was given orders not to post anything stupid or controversial .... i can't promise not to post anything stupid though, we shall see at the end of this post .....

ok i have no idea what to blog about ..so i'm gonna post pictures of a very intoxicated Nick ..

2007-10-25T17:36:00.000+08:00

This was on my screen when i logged on this morning =P

The Mystery of the Glass

2007-10-25T16:37:00.001+08:00

Ahaha Jenga in PD, and clearly, Dice's shiny pants and me butt

This morning, i woke up la...then i was thinking of quitting blogging. But then i really woke up and my blog was on my screen staring at me as I was sleeping. So i rethought my decision. After washing up and stuff, i checked out my mail and I realized that ALL the photos anyone had ever sent me was still in my e-mail and I had never retrieved them because my internet used to be (USED TO BE!! HEAR THAT?!) slower than Ash coming to Subang by train. So since I have zippy fasto connection now, I thought la, let's go get the pictures....All the pictures were fine, EXCEPT the ones Jo gave me, she didn't zip the photos into a file and especially the photos from PD...there were about 50 photos and I had to download them...painstakingly....1 by 1..single photo by single photo, blurred photos, photos with double images, photos with trees(?), photos of sand (!?), and many more, once I was done, I was so satisfied that I went back to sleep.

Oh yeah, last night, Nick, Dice, Kevin and myself were supposed to meet up to study. But me and Nick were meeting the rest of the band yesterday to give Chux the money for Battle of The Bands. So I drove la..to compensate (according to Chux...the bastard) not being able to make it for prom, i have to drive, so i drove to Bandar Utama first, from Subang, picked up Nick, then I went to Bukit Jalil!!! to pick up Nishant, and shortly after that went to Bangsar to pick up Chuzuks. We had this awesome Nasi Lemak in Bangsar, it used to be called Nasi Lemak Ganja...so freaking addictive, but now they call it Nasi Lemak F.A.M.O.U.S, still pretty fucking awesome la. After that, we were discussing what we wanted to play for BOTB and we started coming up with a few songs here and there with a few HORRIBLE songs thrown in from time to time (e.g Britney-Toxic). And guess what la, suddenly all of them (Vinodh was in Malacca so it was just Nick, Nishant, Chux and myself) say that they want to go jamming. Nishant said that there was one studio nearby and that the studio was the birthplace for Chuzuks' side project named ...wait for it..... waaaaait for it.... THAMBYS 3.0...I kid you not...i can guarantee they're awesome guys, but I hate them!! (nothing personal..just that Chux is property of FTGB, Chuzuk (duh..), and Gestapo). SO ANYWAY, we walked over to the studio......................ok FINE it was near but we drove because someone didn't wanna walk, but they were closed. So instead of saying, 'FUCK IT LA..GO HOME' they were extremely determined, so AGAIN we got on the highway and headed to Kota Damansara (Uptown la..) to go to our usual studio and we booked it for an hour, we went in and we were lost. I nearly killed all 3 of them when we played toxicity. The reason for that being that I proclaimed myself the singer! AHAHA the best part was at the end when we just started jamming out some bluesy jazzy kinda riffs and it was really interesting but Chuzuks started being a bitch and got sleepy...at one point his head was on the snare drum (he very flexible..) Nick was a little lost la ... he's into HEAVY shit where the singer says 'shit' once every 4 sentences and has fangs instead of teeth. And here we were playing what some might find in chapels. But i'm sure he'll be able to adapt =P. Ok awesome, second day of posting a success.....keep me at this rhythm please...it's only a matter of time until i prefer sleeping to doing this. Dankiukumagain

So gorgeous..so awesomely beautiful..so breathtaking..so heart stopping...simply amazing...WHY ARE THEY SITTING ON IT!?

Heh Jo~, pRaDa™, Nick®

Lokey (I still say it's Lokie...) getting FLAMED!! (hehe can imagine alot of people running around on fire..hee heee heee)

People usually get RED when they get high..that rule does NOT apply to Nicholas Ng Eng Seon...he gets purple.

Phoebz

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Phoebz came online on MSN and asked me to fill up some survey, so i thought i would torture her a bit, i asked her to send me whatever picture she had of us. She actually did..

Phoebz and Me (grandad and grandaughter)

Phoebz, Nick and Me : We're number 1 motherfuckers...

Me looking awesomely superbly handsome..

How lucky can a guy get...and these people are my friends! not random strangers..i just sent phoebe a message saying 'Fuck i just realized I have hot friends'

Me and a drum set getting to know each other a little better..Chuzuks will laugh and talk cock if he sees this, so no one say anything.

Videos that made my day

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Dave Grohl knows how to play this AMAZINGLY well, he just mucks around here..

Tenacious D sound even better live la..By the way, the name of this song is Tribute, it literally is a tribute to the song Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin, truly the greatest and best song in the world..ENJOY!

Number 1

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For countless years...ok fine, 2 years, i have been trying to stand up relentlessly for Xanga. Time and time again, i have argued that Xanga is WAY more superior than Blogspot even when i knew that my pictures took a much longer time to upload on Xanga compared to Blogger (my self portraits...try to understand). Now, i know you people will say, yes...let's just see how long this blog will last, it's Pradeep's....BUT HERE'S THE THING!!, I am pretty sure it will last long...why? Because even if i don't update it, it'll still be here! And you know what's the best part? I refuse to make any promise that even sounds remotely like i'm promising to update constantly....that would be like me saying i'll stop jiggling when i walk/dance. Aaaaaaanyway, Lotsa things happened in the past 7 days, there was prom, genting, Ja's open house, and oh yeah, my mum telling me to hurry up and finish my course. She said she was bored and wanted me to get out of the house like a normal person (9-5) as opposed to going out at 12:30 am and coming home in time to slide breakfast down my spacious throat and falling dead asleep on the fluffy pillows which frame the comfortable life i live right now.

Speaking of comfort, how does one define comfort? Is comfort determined by how rich you are? how happy you are? How much you are willing to give? How much you receive? Your opinion on the whole compromise subject? or is it a subtle mix of all of the above? Personally, i believe that money can't buy happiness but it brings about a more pleasant misery. When i say comfort i mean, the little hidey hole which i run to when my head is overflowing (which rarely happens due to my immense intelligence/retention capability) with thoughts or overwhelming emotions. Ihave this weird bond with my bed room, I can spend ENDLESS hours here without doing anything, but the moment i leave, i HAVE to 'DO' something, whether it's flipping through the channels on the television or reading my favourite fantasy novels (e.g 10 ways to cook up a goat). I guess I am a loner...when you think about it...I actually like being alone. but right now...as in RIGHT now, i'm weighing out which one i prefer, being with my friends or being alone, and since i'm of those people who can't multi-task well (weigh choices, think, and type), i've hit a wall and i'm not going to bother for awhile.

On to my next peeve, people commenting on my punctuality...Listen kay...i'm always punctual, it's just that my watch, handphone, computer, clocks, radio, astro ALL are set slower, you cannot blame me! It's a government conspiracy against Indians. They know that now times are changing and all races are slowly reaching equilibrium behaviourally but in order to maintain the whole 'Indian timing' phrase, they send tiny government officers to all indian houses and set EVERY single time viewing object in their house an hour slower. We are not to blame!! ( I mean that + that is an excellent song)

Come to think of the giganticus maximus block that is currently engulfing my extremely smokey mind, I didn't want to write about Prom, but i think that this, as the first post, should carry some information. Substantial information containing what i believe to be THE most important thing for myself, the TRUTH. I'm torn. There is nothing better than seeing a friend's smile and seeing a friend believe in you and supporting you no matter the cost. That is all we (Nick & I) were thinking off the entire time. When we reached late, all i could think of doing was to just scream and start punching something. Both of us couldn't handle it. All the hours of practise, all the money spent, all the trouble Sara and Jill went through to getting us in there, the looks of disappointment in ALL my friends' faces, the money and time my high school friends put in to come and watch us perform and didn't even see me in my own prom. The worst part as most of you know, is that no one was mad at us...we deserved to get scolded..we didn't deserve to go up to Genting and drink, nor did we deserve the excellent company we were exposed to up that stupid hill. We wanted to sit down in a dark corner and brood. But I believe as so many of you do as well, sometimes, you can prepare yourself as much as you can, you can do everything in your power to avoid things from happening, you can be so sure that everything will go perfectly, but around the corner, there lurks fate waiting, drooling, and watching your every move waiting for you to get off your guard and in he jumps manipulates what he can, and stealthily leaves the scenario in general chaos. That's how we felt. I could go on and on and on about this, because believe me, it still isn't off my chest, but it wouldn't serve a purpose. What I will say is this, to all those people who believed in us, who stuck by us no matter what, who thought we rocked even when we thought we sucked, We will try our best and be the best we can be, Thanks so much for being there.

P.S: JAJA!!!!! I'm really really sorry about the open house, you know I am...please allow me to take you out for lunch!! It's on me, i have this disease where i tend to accept invitations without thinking that i might be in Genting on that day. SORRY!!! You must understand!! by inviting me to the open house, you're indirectly pumping my ego and making me feel important, so i generally accept!!! Please don't blame me! I'm only human =P Sorry again ja!!

Tomorrow, we're registering for The Battle of The Bands organised by MYC, auditions are on the 9th, given our exams, I hope we'll be able to juggle it out.

Oh yeah! On my msn personal message after prom, I wrote this:
"The Ressurection: It will return, stronger than before. I will be ready this time, I fucking swear it"

The next day, I received an offline message from Fuzzy (Tung Ming Tat, Sydney) saying,
"BRO, you having erection problems ar?"

Peace! Out from Subang, expecting Ampang and Puchong to read this in a few days time when they get it.