Filth

You know how bad your OCD level is when you start dropping the F-bomb at the sight of a cockroach, even when you know your parents are just meters from you.

I just simply hate dirty crap.  And I just smashed the damn thing head first.  It's finally reduced to a flattened state.  I got even more pissed when I learned that NO ONE took the liberty of replacing the empty tissue paper at the dining room and the toilet paper at the back toilet.

Now for some cooling off...

Ooh La - The Kooks

Question.

The recent confirmed death of Osama bin Laden raises a whole lot of questions compared to when he lived.  Yes, he may be some threat to America, but from a neutral perspective is it something to rejoice in??  Sure, a figure of terrorism has been removed.  Surely the void left by a force of evil will be filled with a more powerful and malicious figure.  All over Facebook, I see loads of people gloating at his dismissal.  And what all these idiots say? "Yay! He's dead."

What the hell's your problem?

Is al Qaeda gone for good? No.

Has the War on Terrorism ended or even begun approaching to an end?  No where close.

So why the hell are you guys so goddamn happy for?

Humanity has learned to feed not just from food but from the pain of others.  Is that what you want for you and everyone near you?  To bloody live on the grief projected around the world?!  We're better off dead then.

Taking this quote from my senior, who is currently studying in America:

"The fact that we are rejoicing in the death of another human being, is disturbing and twisted in itself.  Is this what we have come to?"- Vineeta Tan -

It's a very powerful statement.  So I question the world: Is this what we should be happy of?  The death of another person??  What if that were to be someone you knew, worse yet, someone close to you.  Only we are capable of destroying each other.  That's our curse.

A damning curse.

Runaway - Kanye West ft. Pusha T.

Bundaberg Root Beer (THE BEST ROOT BEER THERE IS!!)

The get together today was super fun.  13 of us went and it was a blast.

We had badminton first.  There was one memorable match when Thein and Henry paired up against me and Suzanne.  We played the front-back formation (is there actually a proper name for it?) as the opposition opted for the standard side-by-side formation.  There was one long shot that Suzanne tried to return, but the shot was already dipping and was too low to return.  She still managed to hit it, but it shot towards my arse.  The was a brief silence, then an uproar of laughter.  I had to endure the walk of shame to retrieve the shuttlecock.  The game never seemed the same after that.  On the bright side, Cindy managed to snap this shot of me.

I call this the "Spine Buster"

We had swimming after that but only the guys went.  We took turns charging each other into the pool once we got out.  Then we attempted this move Thein told us about called the "Dark Hammer".  It's darn tough if you can't find your center of gravity, as I learned the hard way.  I landed chin first onto the grill.  Lucky it was a plastic one.  The steps are shown below from right to left.

Then we had a group shot.

After that, we bathed and had some snacks at Gayithri's apartment before going to One Utama.  The one thing I find annoying about that place is that you will ALWAYS see someone you know there.  This time it was

Adris

yea I am not intending to flame him or anything.  It's just that he's nice to the point it's annoying.  I hope I made sense with that previous statement.  He has kept greeting me for the past 3 years EVERYDAY, each year with the same, nice, respectful line:  "Hi, Senior."

Yes, I'm flattered but it's goes to the point of driving me (slightly) insane.  So today I saw him with his presumed girlfriend.  Naturally, he said hi.  I must say, isn't that a little odd to show in front of your girlfriend who has no darn idea who that person may be?  And he'll proclaim : "That's my senior back there!".  Then again, I'm just being my noisy-on-the-inside self.

I bought a glass of Bundaberg Root Beer, which just happens to be the best there is in this world nothing much to it.  And we regroup where the following conversation took place.

Henry: What is that (drink in your hand)?
Me: Beer.
Henry: *puts on deeply concerned face, while lowering his voice* You okay ar?
Me: It's Root Beer.

I swore I could've laugh the entire day away.

 

Group Picture!

Efemera - Tulipa Ruiz

Clutch to crutch

I had my first driving lesson on Friday evening and it was rather, eye-opening.  I picked up the gear shifts quite fast but the car stalled twice because I forgot to jam on the clutch before braking.  Oh well, not bad-ish.  But I have to agree with my instructor, Mr. Wong, my turning is horrendous.  I have no proper perception of distance when driving.  Through the 5 laps we went, he had to bail my butt out all those times.  And his car's accelerator is darn sensitive.  I over-revved some 5 times when in gear one.

Mr. Wong's a cool dude, though.  He makes it fun when he teaches and always makes a joke to calm you down.  I mean, we were talking about girls at Kota Damansara and what not, which oddly enough made me more uncomfortable than him.  After driving, my ankles were super sore for remaining at the same position for an hour and a half.  But it was fun.  Can't wait for my next lesson on Wednesday.

To express a (slight) hint of how scared I was, watch Barney Stintson driving.  It's taken from How I Met Your Mother, but I forgot which season was this in.  Season 3 or 4.  Cheers.

And that reminds me...  My Philippines post isn't up yet...  Drat.

 Around Us - Jonsi

Epinephrine

Epinephrine... Hate it, hate it, hate it.  Some annoying, uncontrollable weapon the warrior's most ungodly tool it is.

Just to justify how safe my house is, there aren't any flies or pests whatsoever that enter the house as it is properly sealed and cleaned.  Maybe one cockroach in 6 months, and that's if there's some food around.  Mosquitoes, maybe two this year.  Yes, it is THAT clean.  And I'm proud to say it.  *slaps ego*

Aaaanyways...

I was dead tired yesterday morning and I had to wake up at 6.15 a.m. to catch the Sunway shuttle bus.  I did the routine get up, switch on the lights, turn off the fan, and drop some toilet bombs.  Just when I sat there, I heard some scratching noise coming from my plastic bathroom door.  I though it was a lizard, no biggie.

How wrong was I.

Out came this fully grown cockroach from below the lower door bracket.  I was going all !*#%$!#@$ on it.  And it was about to enter my room.

I jumped out from the toilet seat, put on my pants (you don't want those crawling on your jujubes *cringe*) and crouched, poised to strike.  Upon seeing that bugger, adrenaline just shot into my veins.  I thought: "Crap... There's goes my sleep...".  Then the roach started moving towards the nearing possible hiding spot: my bags.

I reacted quicker and literally threw my bags aside.  I intended to catch it (it didn't occur to me that was gonna be tough).  And I saw my empty potato chips containers on the table.  That could've been the reason the roach is here.  So I tried to coax the roach into the makeshift cylindrical prison.  But that was just stupid.

The pest then ran through my other bags, which I also threw aside, until it hid at the corner of the room.  I couldn't reach it as the foot of the table was blocking the way.  So I forced it out from it's hiding spot, only for it to hide under my sleeping bag.  BLOODY HELL!!  My room is a damn playground, I thought.

Again, I got it out from beneath the sleeping bag and it dashed across the room to the other corner, where my guitars are.  I got so fed up by then I just resorted to killing it.  I drew it out in the open again and hammered it with my chips container.  I took my six hits to land one.  It was finally stunned and I finished it off.  Upon looking at it's motionless body, I slumped to the floor.  God dang it, that was tough.  Then I bagged it up and sprayed copious amounts of disinfectant at it's last scene.  I looked at my phone's clock.  That took me 15 minutes.

I reached the house late and skipped breakfast.  I managed to board the bus still, thankfully.  However, due to the adrenaline still flowing through my body, I didn't have a chance to sleep at all.  By the time I reached college, the adrenaline finally wore off and I was returned to my buzz-crashed, lethargic self.  I bought a cup of ice Milo from the vending machine for breakfast.

I took 5 steps, only for the paper cup to soften due to the ice and it slipped through my fingers, leaving a splatter in the middle of the cafeteria.  Oh wait, that was my scientific reasoning behind it.  What my friend saw, goes like this: I was very tired that I lost concentration and the cup just slipped through my butterfingers.

Okay, that seemed more believable.  So I went to buy another cup, this time a hot cup of Milo.  The heat from the drinks managed to inflict some pain on my fingers to keep me awake, so it managed to reach sanctuary.

That was the last of the string of unfortunate events that day.  Oh, and Chemistry as well...  But I don't wanna go there.  All I ask for is a B.

Okay, gotta go revise on my Biology now.  Today's the last day of my finals.  After that, the whole month of May for my sem break.  I'm definitely looking forward to that!

3 Rounds And a Sound - Blind Pilot

Recap

Dear yourself,

You know, Kevin's right.  You are edging on the brink of paranoia.  And that, my friend, is so uncool of your usual questionable self.  You need a new discovery, or perhaps an experience revisited.  Keep that in mind you doofus.

By the way, keep it up with the one-word titles.  I find the ambiguity most intriguing.

From,                                          

The logic side of your brain

Yes, I enjoy a whole lot of monologues.  And that just makes me look like the occasional narcissist.

Snowflake - Malachai

Rage

Today's lunch made me witness this piece of shit of a couple so horrendous that I can't restraint myself from cursing.  They had reminded me of the disease which are human beings.  I'm in such a disgusted and angry mood that I need this to be remembered.

If all you can do is disrespect and treat your own child like he/she is a nuisance, then FOR GOD'S SAKE DON'T FREAKING GET ONE!

Monster - Kanye West ft. Jay-Z, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj and Bon Iver