Steeeyouuupid CUNT!!!

Today fucking sucked ass.

After an almost entirely sleepless night, and a 9 am French test, things only got fuckin better.

I’m sure y’all (warwickians anyway) know how it is at Café Library, right? Its always like the fuckin line that takes fuckin ages are mostly idiots who eat English breakfasts at 3 in the afternoon or load up on baked potatoes – so its like biasa kan to just skip the line to the oh-so-empty part of cafeLib for the ‘proper’ hot food.

I was just about to grab a pack of their dog-fucking-food chilli con carne before heading back for much needed catching up on sleep (plus finishing off Robotics and pointlessly trolling on Vibrations) when some fucking twat fucking cari pasal:

“I don’t know if you noticed, but there is a line”

“But yeah, bro that’s for the all day breakfast innit?”

“There’s only one line”

“Yeah but look, man – okay fine whatever”

Not like there was anyone else in the queue giving me dirty looks or anything, but I was already farking irate enough. It was either a clean split or cuss that motherfucker off. Granted there’s quite a big chance that I was wrong so fuckit la I joined the line of spud scoffers and bacon eaters.

Then when I left I heard that cock-eyed bastard mutter “Malaga” . Fuckin Greek poseur. Like so confident no Asians know their swear words like that. CUnTT. Hope the next time he shags his skanky greek whore he gets crabs up to his hairy back and head.

Just when I cooled down and was happily passing by the humanities dept some garishly dressed hongkey cunt with headphones shouldered me and made me drop my packed salad. KNCCB fucker never even looked back. Not saying sorry one thing….but didn’t even look back! RARRRRRGHhhhhhhhh

Oh while we’re on the subject of the dog food that they serve on campus ( maybe except for Eat and Xanana) I’m gonna be a bitch and take you a wooooorld away to NOBU nyahahaha. Managed to join the IC grads for a quick lunch there while I was down for raya weekend. Finally after 5 fucking years here I get to eat at no-fucking-bu.

And the food was orgasmic. Only regret? I ordered the always-changing chef’s set menu instead of the old favourites menu ( I want my nobu black coooood) .

Sooo…where to next? Veeraswamy? The Ivy? The Fat Duck? I’ve got some time…..only pokaiiiiiii. Oh and anyone who gets me seats, repeat just SEATS at El Bulli….me love you looooong tiiiime!

Well at least blogging during lectures didn’t catch on as a habit.heh.

Also in the odd moment that I’ve managed to procrastinate the good ‘ol way – facebooking and looking through old photos – just remembered how mishhh soooo many peopleeeee……..*siiiiiiigh* my London Tai Chehs…..the IC peeps, the Cempakans livin it up back home..aku nak balllllllllllik.

Furbleagh. Here's to me getting through week 10. Salut!

quote of the day: "Better be safe than have to do laundry"

Bleh

I hope blogging during lectures is not gonna be a long term habit or anything. At least bloggin in lectures is better than not going for them at all no? Or falling asleep in them for the matter.



Oh yeah

Almost started laughing like a motherfucker in my Mechanical Design lecture. God bless Harian Metro and their headlines. Their sakit puan/tuan ( gynae/urologist) columns are freaking hilarious too.

Le Petit Blanc in Birm is overrated. Nothing particularly French OR remarkable about the food. I can probably make some of the dishes with 10 pounds worth of shite from Tesco and cooking while scratching my ass and digging my nose.

Expect more of such random entries when Bull-SODDING-dog finally sets up the bloody broadband in 157 Broomfield. Its kinda hard to just dole out this crap between my semi-nomadic goings-about. Au Revoir bitchaz!

"You good niiiice.."

-Someone who's been having a lot of poignant moments of articulateness of late

"You know your wang is big enough to have a gravitational field of its own when three different bottles of bath products fall off three different shelves right on your morningwood when you're having a nice morning shower. Ouch."

Tuesday, 10/10/2006 16:30hrs

Good god this is the most boring lecture on earth. A two hour stretch of vibrational dynamics. Nasib baik I brought my lappie along I tell you. At least now I can catch up on some MAJORly overdue blogging.

Anyhoo…

Yeah I’m back bishes! I’ve been keeping a little jotter with scraps of what to blog about – rants, fun stuff, and just totally random utter cock. Don’t think I’m gonna smack it out all in one shot though – unless you want to read an entry as long as War & Peace.

Why haven’t I been blogging? Well over the last two weeks standard 1^st term madness la – the asswipes at Bulldog have been faffing around with our broadband even tho Tecks applied for it like a freaking month ago, and between skittering off and on campus sorting out all those little things that need sorting out.

What about the freaking entirety of summer you say? For some reason, I didn’t end up hunched over my computer in the middle of the night with the urge to write all too often. This was a super-bumming, super-partyin , super-lepaking summer.

Best. Summer. Ever.

My justification for totally blowing out this summer without a job, internship or anything else that resembles productivity? Last summer would have been my last completely free summer – I already budgeted my 3^rd year summer for internship whoring. Well there WAS my super-deep reading list, but the books I shipped back only came like with barely a month to spare.

All in all, yeah. It was a helluva summer.

Sotong goreng udang goreng limau ais kosong deepfried wontons lala goreng hartamas square makbul rhasta loft cynna zouk frangi laundry jogoya pink tigers + shaking cars irritating friday prayer sermons antsy parents weddings weddings weddings PGL:The Musical Mariza live at the MPO security guard ninjary more ninjary jazz fest klang seafood kiara hill walks *PHEW*

Oh and deserving of another one-breath-rollout of its own is the Singapore trip.YESH I finally made good on my promise to hop on a coach and roll down under to meet up with you lovely people.

Clubbing j.walker+vodkabeenas shitfaced sentosa beach volleyball Frisbee bugis junction paragon takashimaya heeren geylang changivillage hor fun makansutra esplanade more eating in geylang lau pa sat.

And almost all that in 24 hours, mind you.

..of lecka lecka and open toilets

zomfg waris your bro is finally married. how?

Is Klang seafood really worth gettin lost for almost 2 hours? hmmn

..and the winner for randomest sign ever..

Tabbouleh, harira, tagine and moroccan rice. Nyahaha

Best hor fun ever. In Geylang. ( Pun fully intended)

I sucked major ass at beach volleyball

Just a *dash* of camwhorage

MMm pretty souless clinical architecture. How very Singaporean.

The folks holdin down a 9to5. Can you spot the students/unemployed?

Espla-nahd, Espla-neyd. Wotevaaaa

Don’t worry I’m still listening in to the lecture.

Don’t think I should go on much further lest I risk knocking you all down with amar shock – especially if I didn’t manage to see you in summer eh? It’ll be like 3 months of silence then hellLLLoooOO *talk talk talk spit spit spit* So I’m gonna top this of with a buncha select quotes that I managed to jot down this summer.

“Hahahaha tits and fighting. What else would a guy want? Unless its fighting tits. “

- W.A, on DOA the movie

“That’s cos everyone wanna fuck and they know they gonna fuck .”

- W.A, on why gay clubs have a better party vibe than straight clubs. Yes neither of us are gay. Well yours truly anyway – heh.

“Mmm, sexually aggressive choreography”

- me, a Homer moment after seeing the Buttons video for the first time

“Mmm, sexually aggressive choreography”

- Probably what that mark-ass fool Rais Yatim thought too when he finally learnt who the fuck PCD were.

“What happened to my name?”

“Oh I made it into a loaf of bread.”

“Mmm karipap breath…..no…wait crap its pussy breath”

- unattributable, WTF?

“What do you get when you but 50 lesbians and 50 politians in a room together? 100 ppl who dont do dick.”

- Anonymous

"Imagine all the worst parts of the Bible that you have ever heard, multiply these by ten, and then pretend it's real.”

- Overheard, on the wrath of women,

Call me a masochist, but….

yeeEE-HAW for Malaysian heat!

Whether its 3, 6, or 9 months away I’ve always come back thinking “OMFG I’ve been taken the sun for granted” . Having to shower thrice a day, sweating like a stuck pig in a rotisserie and even having to suffer droves of malodorous plebeians will never change that.

That, however, will probably mean I’ll be dead soon enough from heatstroke while trying to regain some colour tanning at poolside between laps ( having warned my mother in advance to spare the little debacle in Penang last year - *anak orang putih gila mana tuh jemur tengah matahari tuh YA ALLAH anak akuuu!* ) unless I lapse into a diabetic coma first from the customary back-for-summer eating binge.

Finally back in my own comfy cozy room again. Ahhh…

Anyway –

Gallic Sales(wo)manship

Was doing some last minute shopping at good ‘ol Selfridges in London and decided to get a different brand of scented candles for the boss lady of the house. Somehow I ended up at the Diptyque shop and started sampling their irritatingly labeled ( scattered letters, which also happen to be in French) candles, when the salesgirl *foomph* appeared outta nowhere.

Miss E:Good afternoon, are you looking for anything in particular? * in a yummy YUMMY typical French accent*

Amar: Not really, just a gift for my mother.

Otak Amar: ZOMFG hot cute French salesgirl! Zut alors!

Aww how nice. Do you know what kind of smells she likes?

Yeah- light, green floral smells. Maybe something slightly sweet.
And the accent! The accent! *phooh phooh* kontrol kontrol

* 5 mins or so of aural and olfactory delight while she shows me the range *

Wow you really know your smells, no?

Hahaha that probably just means I do this way too often. I’ll take this one.
That’s blatantly a sale scoring fake compliment and I don’t even care.

Ah yes good choice, I really like that one too.

Haih tipu tipu pon enjoy jelah. OOoo nice ass too.

*rings it up at the till after taking a prettily wrapped one, and wrapping it in more scented wrap and chucking a few samples*

There you go, have a nice day.

Merci. (summoning all my wannabe kefrench-an)
Sigh that’s probably the last French accent ill hear for a while.

Merci beaucoup! Au revoir!

Man that’s such a refreshing change from the swarm of effeminate salesmen on the ground floor. Almost made up for the time a coupla years back when a cashier slipped me HIS number with the receipt after some small talk. So that WAS a wink earlier on. BrrrRRRrrrrr. Flattered but still extremely weirded out. BRrrr.

Anyway yeah man…you can sell anything, provided that there’s a hot French salesgirl pushin it. I’m sure Alizee could sell me a freakin brick for at least a hundred pounds. Ditto with Laetitia Casta and a bottlecap.

Back in GMT + 0800 –

Tengkiuuu Sangeetha for being underweight ( on luggage ). Muahaha didn’t have to pay a cent for overweight and also slickly evaded my guni beras hand carry being weighed all the way into the plane.

During three days , counting down from touchdown itself, I managed to have – Bubur pedas, keledek goreng, keropok lekor + murtabak from terengganu, cendol, pasembor, rojak, sotong kangkong, wantan noodles, pisang goreng, wajik durian, Sarawak laksa, assam laksa, and some things I don’t even remember. Some of it homemade, to boot!

Luckily my desktop survived being brought home in pieces. Even more amazingly, it worked after I rewired it from scratch in a new ultralight Thermaltake casing. Tak meletup! W00t! Definitely putting the new 7900GT through its paces with Oblivion.

Not the prettiest wiring job, but I can always tidy it up later. Psycho kan – later have to bring this bitch back sommore.

My old man’s impulse tech shopping continues with more gadgets that either will fade into disuse, or being grossly underutilized eg a Blackberry used ONLY for emails and a Nikon D50 probably doomed to a lifetime of poorly taken candids and corporate group poses. I will do all I can to liberate it from that fate – cmon the man doesn’t even know how to upload the photos to his comp. In the end send the whole camera to photoshop and pay even more to get the photos on CD.

So while bummin around i messed with the camera a little around the house....

So that’s another summer project – send dear old dad back to his film F65 and abscond with the D50 for camwhoring, incriminating candids and maybe the odd spot of artsyness or macro shots.

Alrighty now….who’s up for some 1 Utama-ing? CC-ing?

Eating-Amar’s-Food-ing?

Nyahahaha. R.S.V.P. dulu , dahlings!

YEEE-HAW second year's done with.

Done.Dusted. Sterilised. Nuked.

Barring that one totally screwed 5 CATs paper, should be passable la. Worrying more about keeping that blasted 2-1. Gonna keep this short - gotta finish up packin and mosey down to London to get some last minute shoppayng done until my flight on the 21st.

No more of this....

A little bit of this...

And even this-

See y'all back home over summer!!!

la la, la la!

we're gonna make you pop-u-lar!

ZOMG Wicked, The Musical soundtrack is farking nice okay! Super catchy tunes, super chunted cast. Actually BOUGHT the CD *KOFF deadTorrentKOFF*. Worth it. Set la this September must come back early to catch it in London dah. Chill chill Puteri don't book tickets yet tengok camana.

Basically, its a musical from a book in '95, a contemporary-ish take on Oz, going back in before The Wizard of Oz to tell more of the story of the Wicked Witch of the West. Why she is green, how she became misconstrued as wicked, whats really up with those ruby red slippers, everything! Marlass nak elaborate. Haih google or YouTube it only. Here's the trailer.

Speaking of Wicked Witches....

I'm MELTINNGGGGG!!!!!

The temperature has pretty much been 26Deg or hotter these last coupla days - with today topping 30. Its all fine and good when you're in the sun and breeze and shit. But not when you're in your room trying to study and you're sweating like a blind lesbian at the fishmongers. PANAS giler babi okay - not like my halogen table light or my freakin desktop is helping with the heat.

Anyone who finishes the ice in the fridge and doesnt refill will feel my tamparan tuhan hindu seribu tangan okayyyy!

But yeah back on exams and my iTunes playlist being a prophetic snarky slutbag ho.

Came back from Tech Sci 2 part 1 which i konfem totally mental block bombed ( dammit vibrationary mechanics and fluids) -

The Sound of Failure - The Flaming Lips

and Tech Sci 2 part 2 - which i think went rather well -Energy & Enviroment and Electromechanical dev. (except for the most faktap mistake - Taking bore diameters as radii when calculating area. DAMN waste).-

I Can Do That - A Chorus Line Soundtrack

Only Com. Sys ( which i'm takin a little break this very moment from ) and Tech Sci 2 part 3 to go. Balls to the wall time!!

But of course study hard must also play a liiitle bit in between also. Managed to play a little bit of the new Tomb Raider - the last one i bloody played was tomb raider 2 so yeah. Then i remembered why i dont anymore.

Its the same goddamned thing again and again with "better graphics" and "added gameplay mechanics". YEah - read "curvier curves" and " jigglier jugs". WHOPEE artifact hunt with some stupid story based on extrapolated myths, with a dash of her past inbetween.

After a few minutes of jumping chasms and shimmying across ledges and pole vaulting...

FUCK its just like Prince of Persia. Even the maps are quite similar. Just switch a gravity defying fakely British lass with a damned, brooding generic 1001 nights prince. Just switch the guns for swords. Even the combat manouveres sebijik i tell you.

They should meet. Lara and the Prince. Really.
Lara ( in Tea&Crumpets Brit accent): I see, those are some nice swords*jiggle*. Would you mind if i borrowed them and do some analysis on them at the Cavendish Institute?*jiggle* That will be right on brilliant!
The Prince: *looks around for Dahaka* Hands off BITCH.
Lara: Oh so is that how its going to be eh?

*runs circles around each other doing vaguely similar moves until lara plants a cap in the Prince's forehead*


*Prince rewinds time and decapitates Lara, whose corpse goes on jiggling for some reason*

UNHhh , workin, workin up a black sweat!

Okay wrong prince, but whatever.

Ain't touchin YouTube with a stick either. Those of you who have no more exams, youtube this - "silent library" - HILARIOUS Japanese gameshows. Seriously , these people come up with the weirdest/most hilarious/most disturbing things at the same time.

There's SOOO much fucking irritating unfunny rubbish on youtube. Self indulgent videoblogs. OMG those irritating videoblogs. At least with bad blogs , if you DO have to read them to fulfil some masochistic need at least you can read it fast. With a vidblog tho you'd have to endure their mugs and attempts and failed enunciation and overdramatizations.

Granted some of them ARE occasionally funny tho. Its just too fuckin easy for any moron with a webcam and a youtube account to impose their unfunniness/loserness/poseurishness on the unsuspecting youtube skimmer.

So boys and girls, the smartest thing to do is, AVOID youtube! Or at least, only search for things you know, or a link your friend sends and tells you its really really REALLY funny. If its not then slap their fucking teeth out.

Back to C++ and memory registers. Yumma dum dum. only 3 more dayssss!!!

*Amar sashays off to Rihanna's "S.O.S" *
*okay not sashay, but doing some usher/rain/JTish moves*

"Khianatiii, sebisa dirimu mengkhianatiii....": Cinta Putih - Kerispatih
"Super hailat tergolek jamban habis toilet paper": W.A. , nothing to do with TP emergencies

I could SWEAR that my iTunes random setting has a bloody mind of its own.

As sweetly, meltingly soothing as they might be - Corrine Bailey Rae, Norah Jones and Jane Monheit are NOT productivity inspiring. They fucking send you off to a lovely place where everything is in blurred, contrast-enhanced Trip-O-vision ( think Monet) , fucking comfy couches everywhere draped in plush , silken cushions and everything smells like lilies. Bah

All this last minute cramming is makin me as antsy as hell. Would LOVE to get on a piste and go all ParangZorroButcherMusketeer on some hapless n00B.

Cooomela....epee, sabre foil also can.

Anyone?

"I give you balloon?"

Anyway, when i was rea....huh? Wha?

I think my barong mask is trying to say something to me. One sec.

"EH bisa kamu kerja tanpa beromong kosong atau meronong - mereneng, sih?"

Uh oh...

This moment of procrastination is brought to you by:

Leftover Pandan & Half-Price King Prawns GmbH

in association with

Housemate Sakit Otak With a Hardon for Nasi Lemak Inc..

No better cure for cravings of cuisine from home or exam stress then good food, no?

Shake, tremble, cower and fear
For the time of the Melon- it draws near!

Greenish spheres of evil innate,
All in their path - destroyed, unmade

When the blood has dried, the ruins ashen,
Theyll break into song - in chorus, in unison

Their voices, not unlike a baby's cry,
This, no one left alive to deny

As the dark melodies unfurl
Nary a soul left privy to this, the end of the world.

Don't ask me what the hell i was channeling.

Back to sussin' out Running a Business questions. Oh Joy.Oh indescribable joy.

Sambaliciously signing out!

YEsH i know i should be working, but i HAVE! My brain will turn to peanut butter ( "Sun-Pat"? more like cow-fuckin-pat) if i dont take a break from my Design for Durability blitz.

Just had to post a plug for my 3rd/4th year project proposal - Dr. M was quite keen on it as well so i just forwarded the brief after discussing it with him to the feller in charge of the project board. Seriously if its approved i'm gonna have soooo much fun with this -

The Riddle of Steel: A metallurgical & esoteric study of the historical art of bladesmithing.

Since the Bronze Age to modern times the art of bladesmithing has been shrouded in equal parts of lore and actual metallurgy. Through the course of this investigation, we shall delve into a historical – and if possible, specimen based – study of different historical swordsmithing methods involving Damascus steel, Wootz steel, Tamahagane steel and other crucible-fired steels.

Based on these qualitative and compositional studies, attempts to recreate these steels and their forging processes will be undertaken. These samples will undergo mechanical tests ( hardness, ductility, tensile strength) , macro/microstructure optical analysis and also a cutting test ( for which a jig would need to be devised). These tests will possibly culminate in the selection or the consolidation of a final composition and series of techniques with which a functional , full-sized blade will be produced.

In summary, this investigation will consist of:

1. A literature survey of classical swordsmithing methods covering technical and cultural/ornamental aspects.
2. The casting of test samples of selected compositions corresponding to the literature survey.
3. Mechanical tests on the samples for hardness, ductility and tensile strength, using several off-the shelf alloys as control samples
4. Microstructural characterization in relation to the compositional variation with the mechanical properties, again using several off-the shelf alloys as control samples.
5. To devise an experimental jig to evaluate the cutting ability of the samples.

can't make it sound too exciting - wouldn't want every tosser who goes "oooh swords - so much better than valves and vortexes and cement" and also appy for it. I want the WMG crucibles and forges all to myself.

During the meeting the other day he called in a colleague to join the discussion about the scope of this coursework. She was also quite interested - she was all like "whoaa this is just like the script in the Highlander movie ..you know the one where he tries to remake his sword but couldnt until he found the right metal?"

Ohhkay...

Then Dr.M pointed out that in sanskrit "Amar" meant immortal. Ironyyyyyyy.

But quite scared also - usually student proposed projects get more scrutiny and are usually picked for final year presentations to an audience usually comprised of freshers , members of staff and other ppl who can be bothered. Easy onlyyyy.....

*super drama music from something like Gladiator or highlander plays while shots of the forgework and testing roll*

*lights turn on, i do some katas with the blade, and chop something*

"Any questions?"

fuyooooooooooo set la.

On a random yet vaguely related note, looked up other meanings or "Amar". I already knew that it was the root for "love" in italian(amore) , spanish and portoguese. Apparently in Arabic it meant "great" and not "leader" as i had read somewhere before. Tapi potong stim giler when i found the Romanian meaning.

"Bitter"

Not even the seething, resentment bitter. The taste.

Well can't win 'em all!

"with your lvl 25 cookery skills, she is like a lvl1 neutral creep wei" - Alex, proving that there's been too much Dota action goin down.

Listening to : Busta Rhymes - Touch it, Yin Yang Twins - Shake, and a whole lotta reggaeton. Feeling : equal parts stressed and unproductive.

Both of these songs layan giler man, just listen to them if you're not gonna check out the vids.

Just when i thought i build up some serious last-minute cramming momentum, potong stim again. Haih.

Just when i'm still wiping the spittle from the corner of my mouth from that ( verily subdued ) flame-war rant, here comes another shitstorm - The eBay laptop scammer who got 0Wn3D. Read about it here.

Cutting a long story short, this guy bought a laptop on eBay, with the seller claiming that it was in good condition except for a missing charger. When he eventually got it after a delay, however, it was defunct. The seller refused to refund or compensate him in any way , still defending that it was perfectly working when he sent it off. Naturally, the scammed buyer was a bit miffed.

Karma, however, had other things in store.

When the buyer either got it working or just salvaged the disk or something, he found that (presumably) the seller/scammer had not bothered to wipe the hard disk ( all the more reason to suspect that it was fucked before he shipped it no?) and it was full of finger licking goodness:

- His bank details, passport scans, and CV
- Porn.
- Gay porn.
- Foot fetish porn.

And the creme de la creme - sneaky mobile phone piccies of women's legs, mostly on the Tube.

What - you'd think he was just gonna sit down and accept losing 375 quid to an eBay scammer? He could have gotten his own back in quite a few ways - in the end , after still not getting his money back from the scammer he chose to start that blog naming and shaming the guy by putting up photos of him and his private predilections. Well, seemed like the most legal(well borderline legal anyway, since he owned the disk and all that came with it) , and satisfyingly vindictive, no?

He probably had no idea how big this was gonna get.

3 weeks and 700,000 hits ( as of today) later this has become an mob lynching of epic proportions. This story has just been published in newspapers from England to Australia, with the seller still at the same time hopelessly claiming innocence, and also threatening to sue for libel. Which is kinda hard when the evidence is just impossibly weighed against him. The hits are going up by the thousands every minute, and the comments page is just........welll

The comments started out amusingly enough with the odd comment of support and some very amusing attempts by the perp/perv and his crew to discredit himself and at the same time cast doubt on the buyers character. Then it started to become a heated discussion about the legalities of the situation with armchair and "IMHO" lawyers throwing out their piece.

After that all hell started to break loose, with threats, racist slur and the like - and thats with the tagboard already moderated to an extent. Xenophobes, homophobes and yokels just started popping outta nowhere. Its like everybody wanted a piece of the scammer - and a few were also clawing at the buyer ,"laptopguy" himself.

Seriously, the amount of bigots, 'tards, tossers and other trash on the comment board. WTF man. Even those who are supporting laptopguy are hurting his cause by letting the whole thing degenerate to that extent. Being shamed on such a freaking epic scale is already punishment enough for the scammer. Heh - it seems he's bearing the brunt of the wrath of a horde of scammed eBayers.

Its still impossible to tell whether this is gonna be a super intense flash in the pan thing, or will go on for some time. Whatever it is, this whole mess will provide a hella interesting case study for you lawyers, psychologists and sociologists, no?

The twists and legalities over the data and the use.
The power of a lynch mob, augmented by the anonymity and audience of the internet.

Its a freaking opera, i say.

Okay so it wasnt that short after all. You shoulda just went over to the site. Well at least i've kinda summarized the bajillion comments too.

My opinion?

PAAAAAAAADAN muka la. Padan muka padan muka x 100. Dahlah kantoi tipu orang - ada hati nak carik gaduh lagi. Shoulda just settled when he could man. He's just digging himself a deeper hole now man. Should be fun to watch tho.

Back to trudging through materials bullcrap. Meeting up with Dr.M tomorrow to drop my 3rd year coursework idea on him. See if i can dredge out anything on the materials paper hur hurhur.

OMFGWTFBBQ yarabbi lasergun *pchew pchew pchew*

What is up with them brits , and caucasians in general and their unhealthy obsession with tanning? Just the other day i was grocery-ing at Sains' and it was Attack of the Leather -Skinned People. All shades and colours - from lobster red to "cheap spray tan" orange to "i gave myself skin cancer in Algarve but it was worth it" brown. Give it up - you can't cheat your natural skin colour man. Leave the gourgous sun-kissed olive tans to the mediterraneans.

No, seriously put your top back on.Really. PLEASE.

AieEEEE*pokes out eyes*

While we're bemoaning things European, nothing screams Eurotrash louder than the Eurovision contest. Seriously

Over the last 5 years i've been in this godforsaken country i've never given a rats ass about the Eurovision song contest. Factor in other people in your msn who do, youtube and exam procrastiation , however and yeah there ya go. This year's winners are a motley Finnish lot who look like a bunch of uruk hai who loved Kiss so much they started their own death metal band after Saruman hailat.


Alrighty it IS quite catchy, but im sure you're asking how did they win eh?

Because they're up against jacksies like this.


Thats the british entry. True, Eurovision is more a political and amusing spectacle rather than a talent contest but even by Eurovision standards thats goddamn appaling. A middle aged chav white boy rapper wannabe who's also probably a pedo. Baaaguslah. Im still sayin that the French told 'em that "oh zees year we have noo Eurovision, oui!" and then plucked some faktap council estate chav and told him to represent his queen and country at the esteemed musical stage that is Eurovision. And offered him a Burberry cap and some random bling.

Quick shoutout while we're on European culture - anyone *ehukehukLongridgeppl* who'll still be in london around 20th June and wanna catch something at the R.O.H? Damn gatal to see overweight people in helmets and leather corsets screaming in German and Italian. Esp if it happens to be in Aida, M.Butterfly, Turandot or anything Wagner.

I'm no Jeremy Clarkson, but since when has any man needed an excuse to perv over a car. Behold the new Ferarri Fiorano:

Looks like the best bits of the archetypal american muscle car(minus the oversized obnoxious chrome ramscoop up front) on a thoroughbred Italian. 6 litre V12 at 620 bhp and everythings bloody computerised - for ease of "everyday driving". Your kotekla everyday driving - you have that car also takkan you drive it to mamak or pasar malam kan? Even if you don't get carjacked ( yes assuming there's gonna be no more than 10 of those in M'sia - wont be very difficult to track down) someone is bound to just key it out of spite.

But seriously check out that ass.

Me likey .

For all you people who took my advice on Questionable Content, here's another comic for me to whore - Alien Loves Predator. Its a touch ( when i say touch i mean a huge grope) more surreal but still freaking hilarious. Typical American sass with just a touch of sacriliege.
Haven't been meeting my camwhoring quota here at all - so here's the next best thing - more droolicious pictures from my kitchaan!

Super nyummy open top breakfast sarnies - wholegrain bread, turkey ham, cucumber, tomatoes and eggs sunny side up with a choice of savoury spread - marmite, japanese mayo, tzatziki, guacamole, taramasalata , whatever go wild. If you got balls go combine all those la. Vomit sure like makan crayon liddat.
Panfried salmon with garlic, chilli and coriander infused butter - made it up on the spot. MMmmm. After making nasi goreng belacan the other day, only after the smell sank into the kitchen a few hours later - combined with the smell of cut grass on a warm rainy day - made me randomly think of home. One more month onlyyy!

Hey its exam season but it doesnt mean you cant eat well - hell its even MORE reason to makan puas puas kan?

Despite gettin my ass planted on my seat to cram for exams, there's still fuckload of web-based procrastination to be had.

Facebook ( Friendster is soooo proletariat)

MSN

And last but definitely not least , blogs.

Asides from your friends' blogs( whose tagboards you dont spam anymore - here's their Facebook walls for that) you gotcher:

Regulation bimbo blogs - not a derogatory term - they're fun brainless skimming with lotsa eye candy - and occasionally goood writing. If you can stomach the all-too-common chronic overuse of pink.

Satire, parody and purely ranty blogs - amusing reading, barring the occasional cheap shot or toilet gag.

Political, religious or cultural commentary blogs. Mostly one-sided, opinionated pretentious rants. The flame wars and name calling in the comments make good reading though.

Emo blogs/what i did today blogs. *right click, close tab*

That said, i can remember the good old days when THIS was an emo, ranty blog(with bad poetry to boot). Well it still is to some extent, but now its got shiny shiny pictures! Some of my quite recent posts can be quite bimbolic as well, innit? Over the years( hey i CAN say that. almost three is still more than 1) i mighta just tweaked it a little to be more entertaining and reader friendly for all you wayward random blogskimmers. Let it not be said that Amar's a bad host. Mint tea, anyone?

I kinda miss not having to censor and veto certain subjects & entries though. You never know who's reading - great is the power of Google indeed.

Sometimes while just skimming you get lost and when you look around, you're in the middle of a flame war. Its amazing how some people can feel so passionately about the most inane of things, or how tactless and hypocritical some people are. Fine, you're just asking for it if you randomly touch a sensitive subject with all the care of a cold-handed female gynae( or so i've heard) but sadder are the folks who dont realise that its a complete waste of time putting in your own 2 cents on blogs like that. You'd be better off opening tanning salons and taking stupid angmors' money. Its funny how some parties- especially the media - pinch something off some random wankers blog and say that its canon, that its the voice of the people.

Enough comedies with "heart" , more outrageously rude stand-up please, Mr. Williams

As if we don't have enough slander, drama and misinformation from state run media. Seriously bimbo blogs are the way la. I'm like up to here with political news from back home and what people think about it. 99% of politicians across the bloody world are ignorant, corrupt powermongers, especially Third World politicians who have this tribal "Big Man" mentality. You're welcome to grab that PHD in political science -i'll be seein ya as a panelist on some mornin talk show someday in between your thankless lecturing gig. No matter how much you know about the system and its flaws , you wont be able to fix it. So there.

Thats MY 2 cents as a disillusioned cynic, resigned to the life of a corporate whore.

And now for zee quotes !

"OMG bendalir faraj terabor summersault!"- dont ask

"macam spoon in a milo can jer." - yes this was said with a sexual connotation

"check out my one hand technique" - cutting steak with one hand, or explaining the long toilet sessions?

*JENG JENG*

HARD

*JENG JENG*

ROCK

HALLELUUUJAAAH!

There goes my nicely adjusted body clock again. Hancur berkecai terabur bersepai. Pandai sangat la download 2 new games on Monday - Heroes of Might and Magic 5 and Rise of Legends. Yesh i know i should be studying , but the damage is kept to a minimum - i'm stuck, and tired of, HOMM 5 on Monday itself, and i finished ROL in less than a day. Psycho kan?

Well my clock has already been slightly skewed by workin out on the Solidworks redesign for manufacture bit of the mini-hydro generator. Its actually quite fun, but yeah it DOES feel like a little bit too much of my own time spent on a 3-CAT aspect of a 8-person group project.

Thats alllll me baybeh. But seriously. Setengah kumpulan aku semua orang PRC. Dahlah sekor dua slalu ponteng meeting - orang tengah bincang design, materials and manufacture diaorang *prekprekprek john galliano prekprekprek vivienne westwood* Kurang ajar babi sial. Kerja pun macam sial - buat sikit sikit pun takleh harap. Ingat nak pegi lab cam nak pegi catwalk Milan.

Obviously my time management skills always has, and always will be, RUBBAYSh.

*Earth tilts a few arc seconds more from the collective impulse arising from all the people who know me rolling their eyes sooo hard*

I guess there is just one more monkey to get off my back before i get back to full steam studying. Drolling out an entry here before i just go *blaargh fuckit* and get rid of the entry ideas and quotes that i've been jotting down. I have already lost the vitriol for quite a coupla rants.


Listening to : Rain, Tangga, Flaming Lips and Wagner ( Jiwang, Indie & Opera - how much wierder can it get?)
Feeling: like i have bees behind my eyelids. bees that are still pissed that Nintendo dropped "Revolution" in favour of "Wii"

First off imma whore some music. I've been listening to Tangga quite a bit - well their 4-5 decent songs anyway - but my favourite has been "Hebat" until i listened to "Terbaik Untukmu" a coupla times. Man that songs a helluva grower - make sure you check out the video clip. One of 'em's quite hawt.




Also foresee myself digging up more Korean music - mostly poppish R&B like Rain and SUPER hot Hyori Li. Well the songs arent THAT good - but Hyori's fuckin hot and Rain's vids got some slick choreo. Those two kimchee quaffing kids can moooove. I really like Rain's "I do" though. If it came on my ipod while i'm strollin on a sunny day i'd walk with a bit of a bounce too.




I might not be that big on classical music but i just LOVE German operatic composers. No one can fight Richard Wagner when it comes to rich, dramatic leitmotif strewn pieces. Its almost like every other classical movie score composer was influenced by him in one way or another. You've probably heard pieces from "Ride of the Valkyries" or "Tannhauser" or "Lohengrin" in some random ads or somethin.

Ooh OOOOh SUN! * points like jakun *

The other week we had another day of beautiful , sunny 25C+ weather. Thank god we made full use of it by milling around campus and chillin for a bit at the field in front of Maths & Stats building cos since then the weather has been typically rubbish again. After randomness and smoothies only Sangee, Din and myself ended up lounging about in the sun talkin about anythin BUT exams.

A lost little dandelion. Obviously not on my legs unless i've suddenly tanned a few pantone wheels and developed a penchant for anklets.

Another lost dandelion. And yup those be my feetRandom shot by sangee that came out really luvverly

"Exams? What exams?"

Haven't been spending nearly as much time in the kitchen. Which is good. Not only does that mean i have more time to procrastinate before doing work, i'd also be eating slightly less. Seriously feel so *blaargh* ( Not girly "*blaargh* dont look at me im fat" but " man i'm so restless and antsy *blaargh*") since not having gymmed for a week. Been doing some nice things with the fresh curry leaves Sangeetha brought me from home anyway. Yummaaaayy.

Karripulai r0xx0rxsz!

Oh and a quick little tribute to idiots now. If you also happen to be procrastinating, have a lot of free time, or are done with your exams (in which case DIE. Die now) read the links first.

Idiots who don't know when to shut the hell up. Seriously this is why the Information Minister pretty much laughed out the idea of having live telecasts of the Dewan Rakyat. True you also have plenty of audacity in the British Parliament but that's at least the "question authority" kinda audacity. This is just vulgar, kampong audacity. Seriously the YDP should have a button that automatically feedbacks the whole PA system to shut up errant MPs. Or we COULD go with the live telecast thing and have an AF thing with SMS votes and all. Except the MP with the most votes gets tasered where he sits. Then maybe they'd serve the people a bit better. Synchopantic self-serving empty suits. Also read about the scandal with the MP and illegal logging fiasco. Actually blatantly asking the customs officer to close one eye? KNNBCCB.

Narrow-minded bigoted idiots. What a total asswipe. (Its in Malay tho)

And best of all, idiots who obsess about other idiots. Okay fine you're gay. But please don't act like 10 year old girls with neoprints and all. *Brrrr*

They don't make 'em like they used to...

Anyone remember those super random cult classic fiction/fantasy movies from the 80s? C'mon there's some freaking classics there man. Over the top acting. Bad effects. Stories that are like OMGWTF. Flash Gordon, Dune ( the crap version with Sting). He Man, Sonja Red, Conan, Krull, etc etc etc.

James Earl Jones : " Luke, i'm your fath....CRAP wrong script!!"
Ahnuld: "You've just been erased....auAuAuAhGh" * decapitates the gaffer*

They're just damn fun to watch sometimes when you got nothing else to do on a boring rainy day or over a quick meal. You really gotta appreciate the effort they used to put in into the "smoke & mirror" special effects, the costumes, and the sets in the good ol' days without CG.

weEEll better get back to work tho. Here's a nice big heap of steamin' fresh quotes from the weeks past:

"banana is a good source of potassium, msn is a good source of procrastination" - Sheryl

"real men wear makeup" - Charlotte "Faghag" Yeow

"what do you call a gay ape? berukback mountain!!"- Alex, who deserves divine retribution from the god of bad puns.

"oh my god DIE YOU INCRIMINATING PHOTO TAKER" - Naziah "Cheery" Abas

*on a blackboard in PvP*
"Nietzche: God is dead"
*erase erase rewrite*
"God: Nietzche is dead"