red hot wave

behold! my new baby ]=) it's just so damn cool. mainly cuz it's real cute. mostly cuz i cn justify not going to class after this. whheee..~

hoi!! smer name pon cam haram!! =P bertempur!
From here onwards, married guy should be read as S.O.B ..
So here’s a word by word replay – the consequence of curiosity.
SOB : So girl.. u rn’t planning to get married? In any relationship now?
(soklan cepumas; trap ahead, red light.. nenong nenong!)
Vash : Nope..not in any.. and no plan at the mo~
SOB : get a taste of life, make the most of being single.. right? Just like me.
Vash : hee…advice from an experienced man? (jurus serkap jarang tahap satu)
SOB : Nope..I’m not an experienced man. Just saying..u know. (like hell u aren’t)
Vash : so u sayin’ u r single? (he had it coming. no one can accuse me of not being specific)
SOB : yeah.. I am. (thunder…thunder..thundercat!HO! why is this guy not strike to the ground?)
Vash : Really? U r single? Not even inna relationship now?
SOB : Nope. u know what I hate most? Being tied down.
Vash : …. ( no one asked, Idiot)
SOB : Saya memang tak boleh kalau kene ikut cakap orang perempuan. And being married is like being tied down with a name on the rope!
Vash : True. And the rope comes with a ring. (What did u do wif yours airhead? Flush it down the toilet? Planning to swim in the sewers to get it when yr wife comes back wif the baby?)
SOB: It’s not that I won’t do anything that u ask me to… tapi buat mase skang ni mmg belom ready to take orders from a mam. (what am I then? Chopped liver? when the hell did I say I wanna ask u to do anything for me, Idiot? Belom ready? Dah tu pgi kawen buat hape? Volunteeer jadi babi eksperimen?)
Vash : That so? Then u can’t work with a girl boss! ( obvious change of topic. A girl can only take so much of blatant bullshitting without feeling nauseous)
SOB : yeah.. I can’t.. but my big boss is a woman..bla bla ( enter network talks, yay! )
hell.. what’s wrong with being friends with a married guy, heck 3 quarter of my officemates are married. Specially when he's a good teacher, work wise. It all comes down to the matter of intention.. and having done my research, his intentions are as clear as mud.
So friends or foe? Well.. Its just that I have a rule not to date babi eksperimens. specially not one with piglets on the way.Fruits but never pigs. Sigh.. there goes my notes n cracks.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle’s out.. but don’t expect too much. I sleep through half of Michaelangelo’s crappy jokes and Raph’s PMS mood, fight scene’s not that interesting and the whole production is entirely predictable.. Pleasantly traditional tho.
Damn it I just can’t get over how they translated Turle to Peninju. All in all, Kisah Peninju Ninja Mutasi Remaja gets a 2.5 stars from me. Why can’t they use Penyu? Kura2? Or Kappa!
Wimax deals are out in the open, and all the big runners lost. Well, u ‘ve got to hand it to TM though, lost the race but won the medal. No deals? Fine. Suck out all the loose change under the couch and cash it in for their own infra. And all the other winners will still be losers as long as they leech out other people’s infra. Well.. it is the one solution to regain the fixed line traffic lost to IP. No one can stop anyone with money, how do you think Trump gets to fantasize about his own daughter in public and not get trashed? Ev’ry press that matters are probably on his rolodex.
Same goes for Jessica Simpson really, poisoning the airwaves with sick notes and no one threw stones? Big conspiracy. There, I should probably stop. I had just implied that Simpson is equivalent to Wimax, hadn’t I?
Time moves so fast in this Lane that it’s almost cruel. Life flashes by like lightning strikes, brilliant and blinding moment at times, but those moments never lasts. I found myself trying hard to grasp these moments and to stem the flow but it’s like pointlessly standing in a middle of an ocean, trying to break the incoming waves (screaming Nippon ichi!) , knowing that I’ll eventually be washed ashore nevertheless. Limp and scraggly and powerless.
So u know.. in a bid to add more color to life, I somehow came to the conclusion that, in order to enjoy life more, you gotta sleep less. Just do something else. Anything. Comics. Watching the new age Kamen Rider. Driving around aimlessly. Writing Kanji characters on the wall. Just don’t sleep before
And since I’ve sworn not to pollute anymore of my friends with the love’s puddle of mud…. Sigh, Bring it on,mom. And I’ll probably keep on having those nightmares where Erry wont’ do my make up.
I know telcos had it bad with punks stealing copper and fiber cables, but shoes? Geez, it wasn’t as if my sneakers were glow in the dark Nikes! And they were pink! What kind of perv wanna steal those?
Since the same colored shoes was stolen everytime, let’s just rule out men ( I know a guy who owned a roomful of pink stuffs, but he had injured a butt so he’s got the perfect alibi )
Given the fact the she have to climb up a flight of stairs to get to my home (crime scene #1) and the fact that she was able to steal the shoes from my car and run away from the parking lot in the jiffy that I went to get my keys (crime scene #2) just goes to show that the thief is a healthy woman aged 20 -40 years.
Since it was only 2-3 weeks since my last pair was stolen, we can conclude that stealing is a hobby of hers and she will die if she did not steal pink shoes every week. This kinda obsessive-compulsive behaviour (OCB) proves that she’s a drug addict. Probably a divorced, lonely, single mother who can draw pink colored futures when she’s high.
Let’s get to the evidences. Going to the first crime scene, the shoe rack
Inside the wooden door before the grill. Taking out cotton buds and sampling evidences, I bagged a brittle blond hair (or issit pieces from the wheat broom..) , sweet wrappers, a blank CD inside the vase, shreds of glasses, a piece of gray fabric, a dead mosquito and a buncha sweet smelling rose petals.
Ruling out the possibility that the thief is in fact a rose bearing cute garderner ala` John in Desperate Housewives, the petals probably means that a housemate had another fight with her other half.
Clues as pointless as Abdullah Hukum LRT station. There’s that blond hair though. Blond, divorced and a druggie. Narrows down the suspect to Britney Spears. Or Pamela. Makes more sense cuz she does looks like she’s got a wheat broom on her head. That.Or i have an albino stalker.

favourite phrase greeting me on new year’s eve :
Hiro Nakamura (of Heroes) “ raidoo..raidooo ..pom! pom!”
Work :
No changes. Validating rows upon rows of extracted data for analysis is just another insult to anyone’s brilliance.
Jellabies:
Congratulations are in order for my newly engaged housemates. Cheers babes!
(err..how soon should I start my quest for new housemates then? Any volunteers? Preferably lengchai and single . In THAT order ]=P )
Dream:
Still Japan like every other year.
Goals:
Er..also still
Books:
Nyiahhahah can’t wait for the final installment of Harry Potter. (learnt my lesson the hard way last year. You don’t have to camp in the wee hours in front of MPH to get a book no matter how best-selling.Repeat a million time after me, I.Am.In.Malaysia. Sold Out books? )
Movie:
the list is looooongg and delicious. The Fantastic Four, 30 Days of Night, 300, Bourne ultimatum, Ocean's 13 (June -yeeeha!), then there's the Assasination of Jesse James By the Coward Robert Ford??? (mouthful!); YET another installment of Pirates of the Carribean (May) and not to forget Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix in July. and, the turtles are revived in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turle (March ). wooohoo can go on and on..well.. the list does look empty n shallow doesn’t it. Have I mentioned I hate new years?
Guess the incessant chattering of an educated fool wif movies on her mind stops here. To embrace the new year. Tsk..tsk.
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Owh, and in my hometown, the year ends sadly for most – the amount of properties destroyed are enormous.(no comic stores survived the flood. Not one.Sob). Throngs of people make their way into the town after the water recedes and witness the exciting mix of rubbish heaps and stuffs for sale piled next to each other. Naturally, people tried to sell ev'rything they manged to salvage.And almost everyone else ends up shopping.
I guess the flood doesn’t destroy paints. Bile masenye korang siapkan banner ni???
Trust me. The air was thick with the stench of overflowed septic tanks. And money.
Rewashed, Redried, Repackaged –Nope. Not tea leaves you idiot. Shoes.
It’s a wireless access based technology shooting over long distance broadband network.
Kinda like Streamyx, only it’s wireless. And more tolerable than the usual WiFI access cuz the coverage is s’posed to be enormous, just like cell phone coverage. (kinda like whut 3G network is supposed to be lar..)
So let’s face the facts:
1) Wimax data connection up to 75Mbps (pheww) while 3G is up to 1.5Mbps (tipuuuuu x pnah sampai ponnn ) so by speed alone it has toppled down the 3G network empire.
1. read One Piece online
2. read One Piece new episode online
3. read One….err..maybe I don’t really need it.
And I still haven’t managed to bore myself to sleep yet..
…blink..
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(apsal la diorang ni smer tgk citer hindustan je..someone pls just kill me now)
6 hours to 0800.. and counting..
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