today i was happily browsing through the 6k people's blogs reading their entries on the gathering when i came across sze hui's blog and i read this-

 

'basically... everyone didn't change much... only yow keat is kind of growing side ways... hehe...'

 

OMG!am i really getting that fat!?i chose that shirt to NOT make me look fat!

i shall retreat to the corner and wallow in self-pity.

wont go for another gathering again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

lol i AM joking of course..but...but...*puppy dog eyes* am i really...so..erm..fat? 

today while driving back from a BBQ party i chanced upon a police car along the flyover in phileo damansara. Being a true malaysian citizen i slowed down my speed from 100km/hr to 60km/hr behind the police vehicle.i observed that police car for like...a space of 5 minutes all the way to Mount Kiara where it sped off to Sri hartamas while i went towards damansara heights.

its no wonder the drivers on our roads are so. Even the bloody POLICE cars drive like freaking holigans, how do you expect the normal drivers to drive properly?they are suppose to set the standard for people to follow!

in that space of 5 minutes, the rules that they broke-

-moving at at least 90km/hr at an area where the speed limit was 60km/hr

-moving at like 110km/hr at an area where speed limit was 80km/hr

-did not put on signals when making a turn

-did not put on signals when changing lanes and overtaking.

-tailgating a poor slow driver.

so how you tell me?in chinese there is a saying, if the top is not straight, the bottom will be crooked. its pretty true isnt it?look at the state of malaysian drivers these days!

its a traditionally malaysian thing. Everywhere you go during rush hour in KL sure jam. i use to welcome it when i was young, cuz i didn't drive then and so i could stare at pretty girls in cars moving slowly past take my naps in the car.However now i drive myself, and i drive a MANUAL car so you can imagine how frustrating it is for me to be stuck in a jam. Thats why now i make it a point to find out the causes for these jams. So after some researching done, i've gotten completely mad at the people who cause these pointless time-wasting in the car. The three main reasons for Kl's bloody jams-

 

The red car has had an accident.every freaking car now slows down and people stick their (yellow) heads out to get a better view at whats happening, while i rot in my car.WHAT THE FUCK is wrong with you people?!it just an ACCIDENT! i understand if it was a Boeing 747 that crashed and burned, but its just a freaking car for lords sake!haven't you seen countless ones before?

the worst ones are the bastards who stop by the car and get out to stand around and all. Its understandable if you wanna help and like give the person a life or something right? but these bastards are those who do the towing of the car, or insurance assholes trying to make a quick buck. Take your business somewhere else you FOOLS!

This is the road leading to sunway pyramid and the sunway toll, where when the bridge comes down you see a furniture shop. The bridge is always jammed up in the mornings while the side feeder road that goes elsewhere is pretty free flowing because lesser people are going there.therefore you would expect people to line up in two lanes that would eventually lead to the bridge right?WRONG.

This is what good citizens like me do.

I wish i could say that all the people who drive are so nice and rule abiding. Sadly this is not the case for malaysia. Malaysia Boleh! why line up when you can search for short cuts?so these drivers find ingenius shortcuts!lemms show you how the do it..an insight on KL driving!

These smart people move out of the long lines of cars stuck at the CORRECT place if you want to go up the bridge, into the free road into the feeder lane!

See those bastards at the feeder lane? they are the ones who came out from the line and zipped all the way to the bridge and are now trying to inch their ass into the queue again. These assholes are selfish bastards who care for themselves only because as they do this, the clog up the jam at the bridge EVEN more, and also cause the free flowing of the feeder lanes to become jammed also. FUCK YOU BASARDS. What the hell is wrong with you guys? don't you have any morals? and speaking of morals, most of these people are not the typical blond haired young male drivers in highly modified kancils.These are RESPECTABLE LOOKING middle age men and women driving cars like Civics, Camrys and BMWs! YES i take the effort to GLARE at these bastards and refuse to give any space for  them to inch through.

This is a typical turning lane and a straight lane at a traffic light. the roads are specifically marked so that even blind people can see that the left lane is for going straight and the right lane is for turning and also moving straight.

Yet we have smart fucktards who insist on turning on the straight moving lanes, because the move faster than the turning lanes.ARE YOU FUCKING BLIND?!you know because of your moment of selfishness, both the cars from the turning lane and straight lane have to stop JUST for you to make your grand illegal turning? FUCKING PISSHOLES!and when you get a whole load of all this people doing this, what do you get? Another pointless jam created by brainless gits!

there. the three reasons put forward, with me feeling so much better after releasing all the pent up tension on all these muthafuckas. maybe i should take photos and remember the lisence plates of these cars next time.

fear not Jon!i think your goatee is fantastic!it is also a mark of a future greatness!i mean when you compare the size of your goatee...

 

and richard stallman's ..

 

both of you are in IT! so what you say?

from my superb scientific conclusions, i can say that the size of your goatee is directly proportional to the amount of success you achieve!

Good luck on your elections for Publicity Officer of Monash, pal.

We'll be voting for you! 

Tension is high. The international Blogosphere situation has never been so tensed. There are Malaysians and Singaporeans who are for Xiaxue, and there are the same who are against her and for Shaolin Tiger.

those of us who follow and keep up with the current blog issues, we all know what happened. Those who don't regularly follow it, or dont understand it must be in a mess now. How did it happen?Why the big fuss over everything?

Together, Jon and i present 

THE BLOG WAR 

you do not need to run around reading entries anymore as we have the whole procedings laid out for you to see. It may not be exact or unbiased, but it will more or less let the the rest of us clueless ones in on a simplified version of what happened. 

Note: These are not the real xiaxue and shaolin tiger if you somehow do not know.and pardon my photoshopping skills.

X- Xiaxue

 ST- Shaolin Tiger

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 I HAVE FINISHED.

 

HURRAY !!!

 

a 1300 word bio essay

Discuss the biology and ethics of in vitro fertilization

2500 word management essay

a business's only resposibility is to maximize financial returns to its shareholders

Bio lab report

Plant diversity

Chem lab report

Analysis of vitamin C

Design of science lab report

Titanic Survey(dont ask)

all due next week.

god save me. 

Update: Chem is now finished...now left with the two hardest ones to do...i feel like crying already

Update: bio report and essay finished.now for chem..and management and design of science. 

i'm taking a little time out from my assignments.

 1. xiaxue is back blogging again, and now she 'will not listen to hatemail', but still think those who disagree with her misunderstand her and are stupid while those who understand her and agree with her are smart. or something like that. Signs that the old Xiaxue is back in business.

2. pictures from Wendy's suprise 'party' will be up soon...just let me get through this torrid week of evil assignments.

3.i'm sorry i haven't been updating for a while, for reasons stated above.

4.i hate assignments.

5.oh yea. and i hate Dr. Chua too. He is the one most evilest person you can ever meet. and he seems so nice on the outside too...but then again it is the people who seem nice on the outside who are at time the most EVIL people you can meet.

 ta.back to work.

Ever wondered what goes on behind the doors of the labs? No one is ever allowed in except " Qualified Personnel" which makes it sound all high and mighty doesn't? It used to make ME wonder..why is it so secretive?and like all little kids, my mind would wonder about all the logical and illogical possiblities that might be the case. Could it be that the people in there are all highly intelligent beings who do research all day long and and geeky and dull?

 

or could it hold an evil maniac scientist within, who plots on the domination of the world everyday while he tinkers around with his latest creations?

 

little did i know i was to walk down the path of science and venture into one of these very labs one day.....and then came the chemistry lab session where we were suppose to mold molecules with little balls and sticks-

 

thats ethene by the way for those of you who do chem

then i continued on to construct more complex structures-

So cute isn't it?thats a benzene ring..then it stuck me..hey..that kinda looks like a crown doesnt it? 

and thus....

after 'decorating' it, we snuck up to an unsuspecting victim and crowned her the Reagent of Chemistry. Stupid retort stand in the way. What was better was after that, the idea seemed to catch on and pretty soon we had more people vying for the place of Ms. Chemistry-

 

 Then i suppose it went a little too far because Luqman started staring at his molecule evily, very like how an Evil Maniac Doctor would look at his Experiments involving the waking of the dead or something..in fact..it reminded me so much of something...i can't seem to place it...like any moment he would blurt out.."My....Prrrreciouss"

 

hurray for the end of my assignments!(for the moment at least) 

 

sorry guys for like not updating for so long =P

 went on Hiatus cuz i couldnt think of anything to blog about and i didnt really had the mood to do any blogging.Stupid reasons really, but..meh.

 Anyway this morning i drove my way to the Wisma something to collect my new MyKad(stupid name really cant they name something right for a change). Being afraid of the crowds and all, i woke up early and got there early(7 am) and stood there with a queue fast forming. i was pretty happy cuz i was pretty much i front.

 plugging in my ipod, i was happily humming away to David Tao when this malay guy came an unlocked the doors and stuff, turning on the lights in the office.

"Yay!i can collect the IC already at 7.15am and go home to watch One Piece!" 

but strangely enough we continued to stand there...waiting...and waiting...

 then another malay guy came at like 7.45and for some reason made us line up somewhere else.so i calmly walked over to the designated spot, only to find some people where from the back running to queue in front.

WHAT THE FUCK

 

IS WRONG WITH

 

YOU BASTARDS?

don't you freaking know common manners?! people like me sacrifice time to wake up early and be there early to beat the queue, so fucking get out of our way if you wanna come late!dont bloody cheat like some friggin kindergarden kid and cut our lines like that, trying to save some of YOUR time! too late you came late, fuckers, its YOUR LOSS!

 so i purposely stuck my fat ass somewhere at where i was standing at before the queue was moved. Some malay guy also shouted

"OI!Orang yang datang lewat pergi ke belakang la, jangan potong la!" 

and he said it three times.

anyway after that i got my IC pretty quickly and i rushed home..

my mum suggested that i went to see our podiatrist cuz i had some massive blisters on my foot while playing basketball and i could barely stand or walk. im serious these blisters have earned the nickname MOAB- Mother Of All Blisters.

before going i had already dressed it up with a lil bit of gauze wool, iodine and surgical tape..but after i got back from his clinic..my feet were like dumpings and i was walking like Treebeard from LOTR

 

 

 

and all i did was play basketaball-_-