Thursday, December 13, 2007

I hate emo people

Seriously. So damn emo, like they're the only ones with problems. And then petty issues samo. WTH man! Grow up!

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Enchanted...

So Close - Jon McLaughlin

You're in my arms
And all the world is gone
The music playing on
For only two
So close together

And when I'm with you
So close to feeling alive

A life goes by
Romantic dreams must die
So I bid mine goodbye
And never knew
So close was waiting
Waiting here with you
And now, forever, I know
All that I want is to hold you
So close

So close to reaching
That famous happy ending
Almost believing
This one's not pretending
Now you're beside me
And look how far we've come
So far
We are
So close

Oh, how could I face the faceless days
If I should lose you now?

We're so close to reaching
That famous happy ending
Almost believing
This was not pretend
Let's go on dreaming
Though we know we are
So close
So close, and still
So far



So romanticccccccccc.....awwwwwwwwwwwwww...must watch the movie again!!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Wednesday one-liners

great food plus big stomach plus home comfort minus the socializing equals happy me!

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Ayam back home

I'm homeeeeeeeeeeeee
happy happy happy
ahhhhhhhhhhh
can relax....
hmmmmm....

Thursday, November 01, 2007

funny cat pictures & lolcats - My duhpreshun Let me show you it.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Beethoven rocks!!!!

So, since i've been wasting for 3 days, I've been watching movies and listening to music n surfing and sleeping. The latest movie i watched is Copying Beethoven.

This is from the fourth movement of Beethoven's Symphony no.9:
Text of fourth movement
Words written by Beethoven (not Schiller) are shown in italics.

German original
O Freunde, nicht diese Töne!
Sondern laßt uns angenehmere
anstimmen und freudenvollere.
Freude! Freude!
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.
Wem der große Wurf gelungen,
Eines Freundes Freund zu sein;
Wer ein holdes Weib errungen,
Mische seinen Jubel ein!
Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele
Sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund!
Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle
Weinend sich aus diesem Bund!
Freude trinken alle Wesen
An den Brüsten der Natur;
Alle Guten, alle Bösen
Folgen ihrer Rosenspur.
Küsse gab sie uns und Reben,
Einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;
Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,
Und der Cherub steht vor Gott.
Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen
Durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan,
Laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn,
Freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen.
Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, über'm Sternenzelt
Muß ein lieber Vater wohnen.
Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen?
Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?
Such' ihn über'm Sternenzelt!
Über Sternen muß er wohnen.
Finale repeats the words:
Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, über'm Sternenzelt
Muß ein lieber Vater wohnen.
Seid umschlungen,
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium,
Freude, schöner Götterfunken

English translation
Oh friends, not these tunes!
Rather let us sing more
cheerful and more joyful ones.
Joy! Joy!
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
Touched with fire, to the portal,
Of thy radiant shrine, we come.
Your sweet magic frees all others,
Held in Custom's rigid rings.
All men on earth become brothers,
In the haven of your wings.
Whoever succeeds in the great attempt
To be a friend of a friend,
Whoever has won a lovely woman,
Let him add his jubilation!
Yes, whoever calls even one soul
His own on the earth's globe!
And who never has, let him steal,
Weeping, away from this group.
All creatures drink joy
At the breasts of nature;
All the good, all the evil
Follow her roses' trail.
Kisses gave she us, and wine,
A friend, proven unto death;
Pleasure was to the worm granted,
And the cherub stands before God.
Glad, as his suns fly
Through the Heavens' glorious plan,
Run, brothers, your race,
Joyful, as a hero to victory.
Be embraced, you millions!
This kiss for the whole world!
Brothers, beyond the star-canopy
Must a loving Father dwell.
Do you bow down, you millions?
Do you sense the Creator, world?
Seek Him beyond the star-canopy!
Beyond the stars must He dwell.
Finale repeats the words:
Be embraced, ye millions!
This kiss for the whole world!
Brothers, beyond the star-canopy
Must a loving Father dwell.
Be embraced,
This kiss for the whole world!
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods


So semangat man the song! wahahahah...been listening to it over and over again....wahahahah....

I should study....soon...

Friday, October 12, 2007

What's your travel temptation?

Phoebe, you want a vacation with Surf & Sand Go ahead — hit the sand! While some people might claim that lounging on a beach for days is boring, a sun worshipper like you knows better. Of course, there is plenty of opportunity to catch some zzz's or relax with a good (or fantastically bad) read, but you know the options for getting off your bum are endless too. Surfing, sailing, snorkeling, sandcastle-building, snuggling — whether it's on the beaches of Corpus Christi or on South Padre Island — what isn't better when done waterside?

Who cares if you've got a plan or not — it doesn't matter to you as long as you're getting a healthy dose of vitamin D. So come on in, the water's fine!

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Another test! wahahahaha I'm too free :P

What turns you on?

Phoebe, a Big Brain turns you on A new independent film? CNN? The Economist? Sexy, huh? Chances are, with your smarts, and love of a challenge, something along these lines probably gets you going. Whatever your passion, you're looking for that same love of learning and curiosity about the world from your romantic partner.

For you, the hottest thing around can be dressed as a math whiz, a tech geek, or a college professor, just as long as they have the brain power — and, um, stamina — to go the distance with you. Mental connections and sparring matches give you the challenges you need to get turned on. Love poems, pumped-up abs, moonlit walks on the beach — take 'em or leave 'em, you've got your eyes on the IQ prize. After all, the sexiest thing going are smarts.

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Did this test on tickle.com. wahahahah

Saturday, October 06, 2007

Sei lorrrrr

Finals have been forwarded 2 days so that we finish everything before Deepavali!!!

Dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Friday, October 05, 2007

Overheard in New York

Overheard in New York

wahahahahaha

people ARE dumb!!

:P

Shit got 3 more chapters to study and test is in 17 hours!!

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Futsal rocks!

On Tuesday Night my CG went to play futsal. I've never played before, and I've only seen people play it on that show Gol & Gincu (lame as it was, it was quite entertaining!) It was really fun! We didn't bother to warm up, and 18 people were everywhere, kicking and chasing people. The interesting thing is, one person managed to get injured even before the game started! Wahahahaahhaa! Minor injuries la ok, and that injured person kept on playing! Hooray! Haven't sweat that much in a long time..it was really fun! =D Definitely will be going to play futsal again!

On Friday after my Fluids lab the same injured person wanted to go for McD's breakfast thingys (u know, the one where u use the coupons :P) and also do her laundry so we went, ate, and came back with clean warm clothes. Then that fella cannot sit at home quietly so we decided to explore The Pavilion, the latest shopping mall to hit Jalan Bukit Bintang. I was surfing around and found out that where The Pavilion stands now used to be Bukit Bintang Girls School (BBGS), before it changed its name to SMK Seri Bintang Utama, relocated to Cheras and became lame. Hahahaha. Anyway that place is so new and there's lots of renovations still going on, you can smell the dust! ewww...not very healthy..something unexpected happened though, at around 3.50pm, there was a blackout! We were on an escalator and when it suddenly stopped, and we almost fell! Luckily we were holding the handrail so we didn't fall. Never thought that would happen. Never thought about an escalator suddenly stopping and inertia causing me to fall. Lesson here: always hold the handrail when you're on escalators. After quite some time the blackout still lasted, so we headed back to Times Square (we parked the car there). Overall, The Pavilion is a nice place, with 7 floors and high end stores (not surprising, looking at the locality) . Won't be going back there soon, but maybe someday to have a look again when all the stores are open. Here are some pics of the place (started snapping after the blackout, good thing it happened during the day!)

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Waaahhh

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Fuiyoooo! So many floors!!

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Levi's Store in the dark

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wz in the dark

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Looking out of The Pavilion

That's all for today, so im signing off till something interesting happens! :P

Saturday, September 15, 2007

I Got It From My Mama

Artist: Will.I.Am
Song: I Got It From My Mama

Lyrics:

Ladies… x3
Here we go…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it got got it…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it…

Honey lookin’ good from her head to her toe.
Beauty overload, body out of control.
She twenty-four, she could be a model.
So beautiful, also natural.
Mommy lookin’ good from her head to her feet.
She forty-four, but she still lookin’ sweet.
And you can tell her daughter aint even at her peak.
Cause her mama lookin’ so hot, packin’ that heat.
So be a good girl and thank your mama.
She make me steamin’ like a sauna.
Look out, look out, here she come now.
Look out, look out, here she come.

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it got got it…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it…

Girl, your beauty is a sensation.
You sittin’ in, in a temptation.
I never knew a girl could shine like a sun.
You better thank your mama, cause girl, you the one.
We should have a date of celebration.
Celebration god’s best creation.
Girl you got a beautiful vibration.
Everyday should be your birthday, Hun.
You make the guys all dumb.
Maybe cause you’re blessed with the beautiful buns.
Maybe cause your beauty keep the dudes on sprung,
Wondering just where you got that from?
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it got got it…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
You can tell all this right here,
I got all this from my mama…
All of this stuff right here,
I got all this from my mama.

Ladies... x7
Here we go…

If the girl real fine,
Nine times out of ten,
She fine just like her mama.

If the girl real pretty,
Nine times out of ten,
She pretty like her mama.

And if her mama real ugly,
I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama.

And if her mama real ugly,
I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama.

If the girl real sexy,
Nine times out of ten,
She sexy like her mama.

If the girl real hot,
Nine times out of ten,
She hot just like her mama.

And if her mama real ugly,
I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama.

And if her mama real ugly,
I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama, like her mama…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
You can tell all this right here,
I got all this from my mama…
All of this stuff right here,
I got all this from my mama.

If you pretty, make some noise.
If you pretty, make some noise.
If you pretty, make some noise.
Make some noise, make some noise.

Ladies… x4

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Yet another song that doesn't make sense but its infectious....

Sunday, September 02, 2007

Media!







Friday, August 31, 2007

50 years of Independence...

...doesn't really mean much to me. Mainly because I don't really know what it was like to be ruled by the British. Sometimes it makes me wonder what it would be like if we are still ruled by the British. Probably won't have this much food around. Hahaha..anyway I spent Merdeka eve reading blogs on Malaysian politics n stuff on Nathaniel Tan's blog and Marina Mahathir's blog. There are so many things happening in our country and somehow the important ones escape attention. I've said this many times before that I hate poltics. Mainly because it's such a stupid thing. All people want nowadays are power and money. NOthing else matters anymore. And then we get all the so-called leaders who say dumb things, mainly because they're not-very-educated. Honestly. Seriously. We have the keris-waving leader, and the blogger-catching leaders to the if-you-don't-like-it-then-get-out-of-Malaysia leader. We wonder what's happening to the world when in our own country these leaders are a wonder in their own right. I'm pretty sure if you ask around most people would jump at the opportunity to migrate. It's not that our country sucks, its a beautiful country. But what pisses us off is the fact that we have terrible leaders. Not to say that the grass is super green on the other side, other countries have their issues too, but I think their leaders are not this dumb. The one thing that makes us special and makes us proud of ourselves is the fact that we are multi-racial. But somehow this is now our dividing factor. Everything now boils down to your race, and even more, religion. Nobody is safe anymore. The constitution has been twisted, leaders are becoming more religious (not a bad thing if they weren't so hardcore freaky creepy everyone-must-wear-tudung kind of people).

But then again, maybe we get lousy leaders because the people who actually should be leaders stay away from politics because well, basically, politics suck. Even if you start off with good intentions you end up sucked into the political vortex and before you even realize it, you're in too deep.

If only leaders would do what they're supposed to do. Like increase growth, development and so on. I guess their life is so boring that they have to go into corruption, or make the longest satay or biggest mooncake or something like that.

Not many people do things to make others happy anymore. Most do what they do because of what they get out of it, which is not wrong, but is it really satisfactory?

I can only hope someday I can do something to change the things around me, if not the world.

Oh my, I've been ranting again.

Happy Merdeka people!
50 years, don't play play!

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Le Festin (From Ratatouille)

Lyrics to Le Festin, sung by Camille

Les rêves des amoureux sont comme le bon vin
Ils donnent de la joie ou bien du chagrin
Affaibli par la faim je suis malheureux
Volant en chemin tout ce que je peux
Car rien n’est gratuit dans la vie.

L'espoir est un plat bien trop vite consommé
À sauter les repas je suis habitué
Un voleur, solitaire, est triste à nourrir (this is a pun off of 'triste à mourrir' and 'nourrir'; see here)
À nous, je suis amer, je veux réussir
Car rien n’est gratuit dans la vie.

Jamais on ne me dira que la course aux étoiles, ça n’est pas pour moi
Laissez-moi vous émerveiller, prendre mon envol
Nous allons enfin nous réga . . . ler

La fête va enfin commencer
Et sortez les bouteilles, finis les ennuis
Je dresse la table, demain nouvelle vie
Je suis heureux à l'idée de ce nouveau destin
Une vie à me cacher, et puis libre enfin
Le festin est sur mon chemin
Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin
Le festin est sur mon chemin. . . .



The Feast (translation of Le Festin)

The dreams of lovers are like good wine
They give joy or even sorrow
Weakened by hunger, I am unhappy
Stealing on my way everything I can
Because nothing in life is free.

Hope is a dish too soon finished
I am accustomed to skipping meals
A thief alone and hungry is sad enough to die (This isn't a direct translation at all, but it's the best way I could think of to explain the pun)
As for us, I am bitter, I want to succeed
Because nothing in life is free.

Never will they tell me that I cannot shoot for the stars;
Let me fill you with wonder, let me take flight
We will finally fea . . . st.

The party will finally start
And bring out the bottles, the troubles are over
I'm setting the table; tomorrow is a new life
I am happy at the idea of this new destiny
A life spent in hiding, and now I'm finally free
The feast is on my path
A life spent in hiding, and now I'm finally free
The feast is on my path. . . .

I love Frenchhhhhhhhhhhh =)