Piuuu Yeeeee!
Excuse me for being a frog beneath a coconut shell, but why exactly does Mega Pavilion show Initial D on its screens while GSC disdainfully hold back in Penang? Looks like the same case is happening in gay old KL, with TGV holding the exclusive rides, er rights. Anyhows I still remember those days back at 15 when I holed up inside SeXoN/Pesky's love shack at Silver Surfer watching some tyre squealing action, whilst downing beers with the man himself (that rules Pesky out). Trips there are usually intoxicating, stumbling back to home bleary eyed early the next morning. Classes? Pfah, they were for wussies. Perhaps that lack of focus and discipline explains the financial quandary that I'm in right now :(

Who can turn down hot chicks, especially Chinese ones who are masquerading in a Japanese film? I mean heck, they might've as well casted a chink in The Passion of Christ.

Anyways. Tickets are booked, and its about time the office got a DVD-Burner since most of the torrents out there are larger than 640MB nowadays. And that absolutely sucks *sigh*

Heads or Tails?
Not only can I be the kindest, most gentle person on earth, but I can be one bad, two-faced sonofabitch as well. I am guilty of playing the devil's advocate in the past, unable to refrain my big trap from voicing out really personal opinions. I have a pretty stained background. My track record ain't perfect. I do some backstabbing and backbiting at times. Other than God (God, WHY am I saddled with this problem?) and the devil (The devil made me do it, sir), I think we humans should give both of them a break, even though one of them deserves not an ounce of our misdirected tantrums.

We happen to be our biggest problems. The other day after a particularly heated discussion that went nowhere, I called for a time out and reflected on the situation. Yes, she had her points, but I had mine too. Neither were wrong nor right, and yet my pride urged me to rear my ugly self. And then it dawned on me - if 2 people find it pretty unnerving to reach a conclusion regarding a situation, what more the Israel-Palestinian conflict? We're talking about millions of lives being bargained over by Red Tape Anonymous.

Man, things have gotten so complicated. I guess I grew up. We all did.

p.s. Israel > Palestine, so there! :P

21, I Win
I heard the Kok's into Blackjack now, hustling his way to the pinnacle of Shah Alam's dank underworld scene. Its inevitable he turns to gambling as THE mean to while his time away (other than his other love) - since it is the City of Light's policy not to build a cinema. Probaby has something to do with corrupting the youths' morals and all that goat shit.

Barring his sweaty palms, he might worm his way into the higher echelons Malaysia's Den of Sin®, working ass up from croupier to Uncle Lim himself.

"I've always wanted a job that provided me with never ending excitement", ejaculated Kok when interviewed, "and to think I've not only rubbed shoulders with the legendary Lim Goh Tong as well, but tons of Malaysia's finest people! Shah Alam, the great city, never afforded me such opportunities. There might not be a cinema there even when I'm a grandfather, but by golly, I'll return there one day to enlighten my neighbours about the simplicity in investing their life savings."

A true son of Shah Alam, one could see that the Kok has planted himself firmly in Uncle Lim's hand, being stroked where he likes it most. Every Kok, after all, has a price.

GG Reporting
Anyone read the Star's article on blogging yesterday? You can get the plug from Kenny Sia's page, I haven't checked out the rest of the interviewed bloggers' sites yet.

Is it quite common for Malaysia's best selling English daily to make mistakes? Go read the take on Minishorts. Here's an excerpt (bold mine) :-

Khoo first started Minishorts.net in September 2002 when an old friend persuaded her to do so because he knew she liked to write.

That was three years ago. Since then, she has broken up with two boyfriends, and celebrated four birthdays...

Celebrate 4 birthdays in 3 years. Logically impossible, considering the September date when its only June now! Any enlightenment from Michael Cheang? I'll bet ringgit to roti canai that nothing will be done because "it's no big deal", like most things Malaysian.

On another Malaysian note, I was checking this website for any samans on my part from our God-fearing, citizen loving cops. These hardworking and honest people who have done so much for the country deserve the special scrutiny that comes only with such power. After entering my IC number, I was pleasantly surprised to find myself in line to contribute a whooping RM70 to their humanitarian cause (you know, cars to modify, fast bikes to buy, contraband materials to get high on, mouths to feed...).



FFS, I drive a car damnit! And they honestly fined me for not wearing a TOPI KELEDAR?!?

GG Star, GG PDRM.

I burn within. There is a painfully slow pace attached to the simmering fire, the tongues of the flame leap out playfully at my heartstrings. They tickle in a morbid way - leaving the occasional piece of charred tissue; the only evidence of their
silent walk beneath the chambers of my heart.

OK enough pretentious bullshit. I'm a-hurtin' now, and my chickens are coming home to roost. Strange, after Wolverine lost his sanity during his attempted adamantium rebonding process by Stryfe, that line was used. With the addendum, "And it looks like he has some mighty big claws, too!" to boot.

What gives? God has the final say, everyone knows that. But what about we minions here on Earth? Consciously or not, we are constantly forming opinions about others (a nice way of "judging"). You cannot escape from that fact. We make our decisions based on how past events have turned out. Do the same thing, and the same shit happens again. Do it differently, well it might turn out well or the faeces that splatters all over the ceiling is of a different texture. Even smell.

Yet the Good Book says everyting is in vain without love. Its weird really. Does that mean we simply love ANYONE and EVERYONE, no matter what wrong (perceived or otherwise) has happened? Or do we love selectively?

I say - when in doubt, do. At least a decision is made and everyone else can move on instead of being stuck on Whitechapel with a measly rent of £4.00.

And now, a musical baton from Justine.

Last CD I bought:
Er. Some Hillsong back in August 2003? Some way back huh?

Song playing right now:
Battle of the Heroes

5 songs I listen to alot, or that mean a lot to me:
Ok this is a toughie since I'm not a music connoiseur. I guess my MP3 ringtones will have to make do.

1. Duel of the Fates - John Williams
2. Chinese Techno - Ah Beng
3. Love Comes Again - DJ Tiesto
4. Played Alive - Safri Duo
5. Qi Xi Liang - Jay Chou

My baton dropped as I was passing it :(

Cringe
Whine whine whine. Gets me off everytime.

I'm floating without a mission statement, and it feels - no, I cannot feel. I must be more cerebral. What is that all around me? Noise!

I'll need an anchor. And I've found it - the one without malt and fermented barley.

God, would it spoil Your grand design for mankind if you were to just redirect abit of the world's wealth to my coffers?

Smite me with the world's curse! And may I never recover from it!

End of rant, time to pick up the shovel and start labouring (hopefully not in vain) ;)