Hart's War

Ranjan asked me how long it was since i blogged. I said about a week, and then he nodded his head as if he had reached enlightenment. Any conversing after that was promptly forgotten as i scrambled to think of something to blog about. After all, we were both winners of the WeiLi Awards and we must keep to our high standards.

Ranjan was talking about phrases and how he invents them on the train. So, in contest, i present to you, Shawn's Mundane One-liner(s).
- Give me a boat and you'll have to start para-dropping supplies to me at sea.

That's all i've got actually. The rest are quite vague and have occasional references to, erm..., adult matters. I'm kidding of course. That fishing quote is an old one, by me of course. I didn't bother thinking of a new one cuz i was too preoccupied with something important, that i so stupidly forgot the moment i stepped in the house.

Then there's this one that isn't mine but is funny enough for me to consider putting it up anyway.
Slim one: I eat what is right.
Fat one: I eat what is left

A tip to all looking for a poly. SP Sux, but it's better than the rest. They let you slack then suddenly they slap you with ten thousand projects and expect you to know everything and pass it up really fast. Go figure.

And as i write this two phrases to brainwash people with, just popped into my head. Here's two:
-How i wish people were computers. Then i could control them with a few easy commands. They'll probably need a reboot every now and then but...
-I like computers because they do what you want them too. In the case of Windows, at least it pretends too.

Before i tell you about my life, I'd just like to say I'm broke.

I just love subtleties... Don't you?

Well about my life so far.

A well dressed Indian man at the MRT asked me for two dollars. He said he was going to Orchard. Now why is it 2 dollars? From here to Dover is already tops about 1 dollar plus right? C'mon lah, for the return trip he could have just asked his friends right? Or maybe another commuter at that station. Anyway, I began to think, surely he can go back home right? And also that no self-respecting person who dresses like that would have the gall to actually ask someone for money. And he didn't seem too disappointed too when i turned him down either. Something that conmen are clever at doing, mind you.

I'll be recce-ing Tampines lagoon. I wanna try the fishing there. I only tried it once before and it was for small fish. Boy do they have lotsa them though.

Rant Paragraph: I just wanna say I can't stand this self-righteous crap. It's pissing me off. The thing is, she doesn't know when to just shut the fuck up and that pisses me off even more. Fucking idiot.... I'de like to tell her to turn it down. And i'm referring to the amplitude of her nag-mode mechanism. Fucking pish...

Going to get yet another hairstyle this week. Well enough about my hair and on to Microsoft-bashing.

Pieces of fucking shit. That rip-off company can't even handle the server load that their Instant Messenger generates. When i tried to log-on they give an oh-so-FUCKED-UP error, Server is too fucking busy they say. Fucking idiots. You already stole all our money with your pish and ripped off products, at least get your fucking act together. Piss off with your crappy servers and ripped-off operating systems. Fucking bastards... Oni when i click on their server status link do i get connected. Do you know how insecure Windows is? Think, files you think you've deleted aren't. For advanced users, files YOU think were deleted, aren't either. Windows has tons of secret code in it that allows them(Big Brother) to access and spy on anyone. Also, when you say you don wan to register or activate software, it still does. Emails and internet history are never ever deleted no matter what you do. Think buggy code. Think unfair marketing practices. Think Microsoft. Who are you ripping off today?

I've got all the wazzup beer commercials. Anybody who wants 'em, can ask me.

Did you know Vertigo by U2 is a song about sex? or maybe a drug, but more likely to be sex. Actually, i knew about it long ago, but only decided to write it here today.... But I can't be bothered to elaborate. Cheers *hic*.


Recommended Comedy Routine/Movie: Bill Connolly
Bill takes stand-up comedy to a new high with his comical accent and his spot on impressions of typical behaviourisms and mannerisms of his subject matter. His frequent mix of modern topics and none too sparse use of vulgarities never fails to bring a smile to my face.

Handy tip: Some of my blog entries have secret codes and hidden messages. Don bother finding them if you have't already noticed. You'll just get frustrated.

Stick around. More to come including "Why We Fight" and "Why we like to watch people fight"

Cheers,
FusionStream.

added: CK first time ever, IMed me abot my nick.. saying that the previous nick was nice... haha...
And so i changed it from: If i could get 3 wishes.1 would b 2 go 2 heaven. 2 would b being with the girl I like. And 3 would b to kill U, fucking pissfart!
Back to: If i could get three wishes. 1 would be to go to heaven. 2 would be being with my girl. And 3 would b to kill U, fucking pissfart! says:

NorthBridge Treknologies

Just when i think things are going well, i go and screw it up.

(Looks i won't be able to keep my promise of making this, and the previous post, any less dreary)

I've decided to straighten out my priorities or at least draw out a full game plan for my life. My eyes are no longer as wide as they used to be and everything is moving in a blur.

-Car. If not a luxury car, then a Mini Cooper or a Mini Beetle. Or a low riding sports car.
-House. I would like a bachelor type apartment, or, well, a house.
-Dog. A cute little Chihuahua, or a Cocker Spaniel.
-Super Computer. I want a computer so fast it'll blow the socks right off you. And i don't want it to run microsoft windows. The insecurity, monopoly, and spying with that OS is incredible.
-Gas powered R/C Car, Plane, and Helicopter.
-I want to keep my bicycle though. Except that I'll have to fix it.
-Have a stable job that i like.
-Be known as an accomplished <occupation> . Still figuring out which occupation to take though.
-Be an accomplished programmer. To master, VC++, C++, JAVA, and VBS.


Now i know it may sound naive, but this, i believe, will help me along the way to the ultimate goal, a goal that still seems so distant and still is undiscernable to me.

Now, talking about my life now. Sometimes i just wanna lash out at people. The pent up frustration in me grows each day. Sometimes some people just don't know when to shut their fucking mouths. Sometimes it's a matter of opinions. But as long as the person is busy pissing me off, then my opinion then becomes my right.

CK lashed out at Clemens today after he took CK's mouse and clicked some other link while CK was busy typing in a URL in Internet Explorer. He just shouted out a loud, Oei! Clems was stunned and apparently Ck was too. I think he shocked himself so much that he could only smile and laugh a little. Then the fucking idiot, who seems to lose his common sense when he goes into Child-mode, did it again, with CK shouting even louder this time. Now anyone who has half a brain would now that it was time to stop by then. Instead he tried again, CK caught his hand this time, and stopped him from trying anything. But Clemens other hand was free and busy trying to log CK off from the network. And so the struggle ensued with Ck trying as politely as possible to pretend that he was playing, while Clemens struggled like Deva Nair on Speed. He managed to close all of CK's program windows and ran the logoff protocol, but CK knew how to stop it, and he did. Clemens tried one last time albeit with only half a heart but CK talked him out of it. End of story.

But I know that if I had accidentally lashed out at someone, i too would laugh after that. After all, the facade must remain.

We live in a world where everything is judged at face value, both figuratively and literally. Always has been, and probably will be for the foreseeable future(61).

Project Jakarta

I figure I'm a trend setter...

YG is now known as Teddy Bear.
People talk with words like twit and asinine.(Even if for the most part they're used wrongly)
Nicknames like FishHead Curry. Josel pronounced as Jaw-sir(silent r)-l.
Milo Peng.
CK.
JH. (not too sure about this though)

And yet they mock me thru their teeth. The irony in itself would be enough to write a novel.
References to my hair of times long gone still appear. Retards i say. And when i was abuot to change my hairstyle, some of them came forward to candidly mention that they preferred my hairstyle to remain. Talk about queer things to do. That tops it and will probably be added in the list of things for homoS to do. Oh look, i made a boo boo by typing a big S. Oh what ever shall i do?

Piss off.

I am a bitter person. And yet I am not.
I need someone to vent my anger and frustration on, so it might as well be the people who are doing evil. Disagree? Well i don give a fuck. So now you can vent your frustration on me too.

And as I sit here contemplating my apparent greatness, reality rears it's ugly head and I realise that despite all of that, I am still missing something in my life.


Hey Ranjan. Name the date for the Malaysia trip. The bus oni goes to Larkin... and one other place too. Better to go with lotsa ppl, if you get what i mean.

Ditto....

El-Dopa

Potential fishing trip this Friday nite, or saturday morning.

Anyway, going to do my CIP thingy tml. Gonna help out at a childcare centre. And we all know how good I am with children don't we. That wasn't sarcastic by the way.

I'm also beginning to feel that a certain group of people in my class are getting more and more against me. I always expected it. Picking here and there like imautre little imps that are intimidated by me.

Played pool with Weili and YG at the guild house today. Lost the first game, and won all three after that, all by default actually. Two mispocketed 8-balls and one went into the wrong pocket at the ending of the game. Damn it, what's the terminology? But i did start getting better towards the end. It's all about the smoothness of the hand I say.

I promise my next post'll be a tad more interesting.

Cheers,
BlueStream

Recommended Show
Everwood - Powerful acting, powerful directing, very moving, nice subplots, and i love the little sarcastic one-liner scenes... haha... It used to be on Channel 5, but now it's only available on p2p networks, that is if you live in Singapore.

Cowhide and Leather

Why do i always forget what i want to talk about... sigh... So i shalt do something boring. I shalt talk about my life this week.

Anyway, I just like to give a shout out! Clemens farted three friggin times today. Man did it stink. And i'm talking "take out the gas masks, he's farting" kind of stench. And he did it in the train too. haha...

I'd also like to say that I SO need to get in shape. My arse is like friggin, well, large. Eh yuhh... haha... Well at least i don need to worry about damaging my tail bone in any accidents... :-)

Has anyone noticed that Internet Explorer interprets webpages differently on any version, even if it's a similar one. I have but one word. Firefox.

And oh yeah, i've noticed that every online resource is seeing really high traffic nowadays. I have a feeling there is another virus going around. My network, local network, almost grounded to a halt the other day. I know of a few websites that have had their servers crash on them, regardless of the fact of whether it was designed to "tahan" that type of work.

On fishing, well i haven been going lately... No will-power to search out new spots. Lazy lah.(Read part about Fat Arse at above...)

And finally, I feel that i'm getting back into my groove. Of school that is. I getting more and more consistent, i'm beginning to learn again. It's kinda nice actually.

And just a thought. Have you ever noticed how, when trying to talk with a potential, erm, prospect, things that were acceptable between friends suddenly become the opposite? What is this? Hmm.....

On a personal note. I have a feeling that if some things don start to begin to move forward soon, then when they do begin, there will be some drama. Take the word of someone who's been an outsider, an outsider all his life.

A few sneaky things have been going on. And i can't help but feel the need to investigate... *ponder*ponder*

All right. If i don't stop typing like this i may end up giving myself the MBB(Most Boring Blog) award in the future.

Cheers,
FusionStream.


As time passes with it's inevitable eventualities, the vague memories of days gone by play in my head. It brings me to the expected question. Has it been worth it? And as I sit on the windowsill pondering, i begin to understand. The quest is in the question, always has been, always will be. But as I contemplate the apparent obviousness of the situation, a nagging doubt pleads my attention. For if the quest is indeed in the question, will there be an end? What kind of end will it be? As i begin to think, without knowing it, my mind begins to slowly but surely, spiral toward an emptiness. The darkness begins to surround me. And i begin to see that that emptiness is me. The blackness begins to absorb the light as it pulls at me, tearing me apart. Then i remember, there is a way for my salvation. Hold on to two known truths. I think of God, and I think of you. And as I slowly disintegrate, I actually begin to feel a sense of peace. I now know that as long as you are with me, everything else is but only secondary to the adventure of your heart. And then i awake from my slumber. Ready to start a new day.

Breaking News. Space rock hit Singapore...

Hilarious

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A Special Report by Immer Singh

The small and succesful country of Singapore was awakened by a loud bang at approximately midnight last night. The Boolsheet Press was alerted to the incident by a 20 year old Hougang HDB Resident, Ms Lim Ai Pee.

Said Ms Lim, "The *censored* sound so damn blardy loud lor. Knn, the boss don wan to give me sick leave somemore. He say being sick of irritating people is not sick. Stupid right?"

We followed the smoke and it led us to a clearing in the forest where we found a huge rock, presumably from space. There we found a young karang guni man trying to pick up some rocks with his fellow colleagues.

We managed to take up some of his time for comments.

Said, Alfert Itchycock, 20, "We also dunnoe what it is lor. But so big, sure got value right? Gosh, my rocks are hot. Blow your rocks guys. It'll cool down faster after that."

The rock is around 30metres wide and about as high as one can get with a smoking piece of rock.

The gahmen held an official press conference, with the Dear Minister Harry Lee as the speaker.

Said the Dear Minister, "We think that it may have fell out of the asteroid belt in Uranus."

A young reporter from the MediaCock Corporation, raised his hand and posed a question to Mr Lee. "Uranus?"

"Yes. Uranus." replied the Plime Minister.

"Myanus?"

"No. Uranus."

"My anus? Eh you don pray pray one ah. U think u PM can anyhow say me one is it? Anyhow say my anus one."

The Dear Leader muttered something under his breathe, probably asking for the name of the friendly and chatty young chap.

Also at the conference was Dr Goh Ee Sai, an expert in the field of Space-Time distortion and the Space-Time continuum.

"Acherly ah, Sinjiapore evelytime so lucky one. Good gahmen. Now somemore got this stone. Big stone. Big big stone. Very big big stone. My stupid gahmen ah, they.." said Dr Goh, to which our Dear Leader interrupted.

Dear Leader: "We have another expert today. Meet the "ballistics guy", Dr Tree Gerhapi, of Switzerland."

Dr Tree started his report to much enthusiasm from the crowd, "Eh paiseh ah! I just now playing firecracker at Tampines lah. Then one bush caught fire. When i saw that the fire like going to go out liao then i faster come here. Not say like it can become big again right? Haha. Anyway, so far, using the billions of dollars worth of new equipment purchased by the gahmen for this project, we have determined that it did not come from Earth. Thank you."

The gahmen is scheduling a full report after the upcoming elections.

MBB Award -- online

K.K. Cheow & L. Pah(for talking cock press) continuation of the report on the MBB Awards.

In our haste to announce the winner of the prestigious MBB Award, we forgot to actually pass on the online logo to Miss Lim. So Miss Lim, here it is...

QWERTY

If any of you read Cheekui's blog yesterday? It was me.... haha.... i posted it with his URL since he already deleted it.... anyway, the following is what i managed to extract from his blog...

I haf delete all my previous blog posts. I wan to start a fresh. So here's the story. Today i went to NCC and i realised that shouting isn't nice. So i decided to talk nicely to them. I asked them nicely with please and thank you to march properly and they all follow sia... haha. Anyway, looks like i won't be getting awards from Weili anymore cuz got nothing left to award... haha.. I saw the Guailan uncle again at Tampines. Me and Zuul went and shout at him and then run away. Funny sia... anyway, that's all... nothing more to say. oh yeah, sorry to ESNCC cadets that i couldn't make it for the VDay thing. Me and my frens busy starting a fire a tampines. small one oni lah. when we saw it looked like it was dying out, we go liao... not say that it can become big again right?

MBB Awards...

K.K. Cheow & L. Pah(TalkingCock Press)

After much deliberation by the judges(pictured below), a winner was chosen and presented with the award at the secret ceremony.



After comparing notes with the documentary, "Bored of the Rings"(Pictured right), and comparing whether the contestant's blogs had anything similar with the documentary of how people get bored, and confirming that they were doing the things that specified that they were officially bored, "Telling if you're bored" by Immer Singh, the judges made the decision.

At the ceremony, said Miss Tan Gu Gu, one of the Executive Judges, "We have decided to present the award to Ms Lim Wei Zhen. Miss Lim, we proudly hand over to you the 'Most Boring Blog' award."

"I really don't know what to say." said an apparently estatic Wei Zhen. "A simple Thank You will suffice", answered Miss Gu Gu to which Miss Lim mumbled some words incoherently, presumably thanking her lucky stars.

Said Simon Cowpeh, one of the judges, "It was absolutely everything that we were hoping to find. It was boring, mundane, and the sentences were way too short and snappy. I'm very happy that she won."

The mix of emotions filled the huge 20ft bedroom-cum-auditorium as a cheering audience of 4 continued their thunderous applause.

Another judge, Paula Idrool, commented "It caught my eye from the first time I laid my eyes on it. Look, even the background is plain. I'm really happy for her."

The statement of the day, however, undoubtedly goes to Sir Randy Jackingoff.

Said Sir Randy, "Hi everybody I'm Jackingoff, and i just wanna point out the thing that... that really won us over. We were sort of keeping it as a surprise. The thing that makes it the winner." pausing for effect. "Is that it hasn't been updated in a very long while! Girl, i gotta give it to you. You have no professional training, you gave it your best, and you came out tops. Rock on, rock on!"

And the emotions did indeed show themselves on her face. For what presumably were tears of joy, were seen streaming down her face. When asked to comment, she began crying even harder.

A hopeful end for a hope-inspiring event.

PanzerFaust

Let me just start off by saying, well, i don't know what to say actually...

There isn't much controversy in my life just yet so there ain't to much to talk about except for, well, my life, and that can practically be summed up in two words. Bore-ing. Or is that one word. I forget. What is the purpose of this blog? Perhaps a way to lay down the ground work for any defensive arguments one may have in the future. A way of preserving history for, well, yourself to see.

So here goes:::

Here's the lowdown... I'm jobless(admittedly by choice), broke, and nobody in my house is happy on the inside.

My dad isn't happy that we're spending money(the cute new little chihuahua for example. A little more on this later...).

I just spent $65 dollars on an electric, brandless, racing car. I saw the remote control used and i assumed that it was fast. It wasn't.. In fact, it had quite a few problems... And guess what, i wrecked it the next day. The whole front wheel came off, the dampeners, suspension, differential. They all broke.

I've been writing a few songs lately and i hope to get them produced soon. By myself of course...

I want my own room. It's getting too darned cramped here.. Ever heard of personal space? Well, i don't have it.

For the record, I'd like to clearly state that i HATE(DESPISE/GET PISSED OFF/WANT TO KILL) people who command me to use different methods of doing things. They want to promote their method and so they feel that have to discredit my way first. The poor bastards don even know that there are many methods to doing things. Then they get pissed and tsk to themselves when i insist that i know what i am doing. For example, fishing. There was once a guy who i went fishing with for the first time. He kept on commenting about my cast, hooks, and bait presentation. The fucker didn't even set up his own rod. Then he kept on saying his way of striking a fish was better. Needless to say, i caught five fish. He caught none. Then there was the other guy. A tad more knowledgeable but just wouldn't keep his trap shut. "Do this, do that" he said. "Hooks not sharp enough! So rusty? (Snigger snigger)". Again, i caught more fish than him. The common thing about these bastards is that they still continue yapping after the fact. They both also noted the posibility of fishing again. Another common issue with them is that I never called them again, and ignored their emails.

Then there is another guy. I'm telling him the proper names for certain types of reels, with proof from websites, tv programmes, even the moderators from a fishing forum. What do you think happened? He continued yapping away(or typing rather). "You are wrong", he said. And he stopped without giving evidence. This happened for quite a while in fact. Finally, he said "I don wanna argue anymore or i'll break my monitor." I'd like to point out here and now that it was a good thing we were talking online, and not talking in person, cuz otherwise i would have helped him break his monitor, with his head. Then he gave a vague statement and went offline. Bastard.

Self-Righteous? I say outspoken. (Refer to posts about homosexuality. The more open-minded we become, the more the doors get jammed up with dirt and the only option left is to open it wider.)

I also ain't happy with my course again. Half of the people in my class are childish, borderline insane in fact. One constantly fights with his girlfriend and seems to lack any manners. Another talks to himself, and has very bad mood swings. And yet another is plain irritating, but good fun nonetheless. And these are supposed to be my good friends. Probably the only sane and reliable people in my class is a regimented army-type guy who's also an aspiring photographer, and another who's real good with webdesign and has great potential with a video camera. And i'm thinking, save for the previous two, these are going to be my colleagues. The people who i work and play with.

I am a guy who likes to have intelligent conversations although admittedly i sometimes like to break away from that and say funny things, things that the - guy you'd like to laugh with, but not be real friends with - would say. I don't think i could have any level of intelligent conversation with the first three people mentioned. I can't smile anymore and that gets to me.

I now have 4 hard drives, supposedly for my computer but i have no IDE spaces left. I'm supposed to get a RAID card but my mom, well, u know....

My dog is a cute little chihuahua unlike the usual ones you see on TV. It loves to run into people's lap and cuddle up. Cute sia.

I shalt continue in my next post. [added: i may not continue cuz i lost the list of things i wanna talk about. :-)]

There will be a "Most Boring Blog(MBB) award", it's continuation re-inspired by Weili's awards...



I'd like to thank... *choke*choke* haha....

FusionStream, out.


Recommended Show
Arrested development is a show about the Bluth Family. The main plot revolves around the fact that the father has been involved in some shady deals. He is arrested and his son takes over the business, after many assets have been forzen and/or confisticated. The rest of his family is more or less eccentric. There's a ton of subplots in this comedy. Three thumbs up!

When will i get a dog?

One thing to know about dogs, well, it was only brought to my attention after a certain incident, and my kid brother had told me about and credited his knowledge to the discovery channel. Indispensable bastards i say... haha...

Well, anyway, it seems that the smell that human feet gives off, and i'm talking anybody's feet, is similar to that of a female dog in heat. Well, i was sitting down with this new dog playing with it. Well it jumped up on my shoulder and needless to say i notice that it was squirming about... Now i admitedly have read stories about, well u know, haha, and i didn't see anything poking out so i brushed it off. That was until my kid brother came out from the shower and pointed out that the dog's arse was, well, he was air humping... Nothing poking out though.... just so u noe i pushed it off and gave it a thorough scolding, and it never tried to hump me again... :p

Getting a new dog, hopefully tml...

New Feature
Recommended show for the week: The 4400 - AXN, and various p2p networks.

I have DeZire. De Zire 72.

There's just no denying that there's nothing that can beat the good ol'e oldies. When you just wanna have good songs to sing along too. Songs that just need to be sung. Songs that don't have impressive solos or stuff. Songs without the cool techno-pop fusion effects.

Good ol'e bands like the Bee Gees with their sissy-sounding but nonetheless intriguing voices, the Beatles with their controversial and beaty music, and the Carpenters with their sweet voices and questionable lyrics.

Ah... The good o'le days.

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One thing to note about the Chinese New Year. Ever notice how the children alawys get left out of conversations at people's houses? The most that's been said between host and visitor is "So how's your studies?" Typical Singaporeans.

The Kids are all smiles when entering the house but after the Hong Baos have exchanged hands, they can't wait to leave. Haha.

A colleague at the Petrol Kiosk where i've been working told me about his Childhood Hari Raya experience. He said he used to wake up early every morning during the Raya period and together with some friends, would proceed to visit every house within a small radius of blocks, pretending to be relatives of the occupants. Haha! He said he could get up to $600 throughout the month.

And another thing, heehee, i just realised that some of my cousins are real ChioBu-s haha... (We've never exchanged any words by the way. haha)

I've never mentioned this before because i didn't feel the need to but since we're on the topic of CNY, David Lee, the former National GoalKeeper, is my uncle haha... And he's got lotsa kids.. Frisky old man he is... haha...

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And a handy tip for all drivers. Always tip your pump attendant, even if it's just 50 cents. I know i get pissed when some customers ask me to go the extra mile, while the are still other customers, and then never even tip me. They don't even say thank you until you say Thank you first. Odd eh? Of course there are some really generous people who give freely....

There were very few cars these past few days. It dashed my hopes of getting any tips. Previous years produced up to $300++ in tips over the two Chinese New Year Days...

I saw a mini cooper at the station the other day and boy was it sweet looking. I hope to get that car one day.

I think it was Wednesday where there was a free bus rides everywhere, sponsored by Nokia. The bus frequencies were also more. And all on the day when there wasn't much of travelling in terms of total volume.

Points to note: I now have some kind of black mark on my forehead because of some... ah, nvm... I take back my point.

I have the distinct feeling that i'm rambling on. And rambling on in front of an empty audience too! How droll....

In my next post, I Hope, i'll start posting an original, episodic, funny story.


Quote:
I have brilliant ideas. But they scream to me, "Focus on me. Focus on me or I'll fucking go away!" - Bill Connoly

UBIN Adventure.

Left a goodbye note to her. And left for Changi.

Prepared my luring rigs and rods two days ago for tonight(previous night.)
Went to lure at UBIN after waiting for two hours for my joker, smoker, drinker, uncouth, but hilarious friends.... haha...

As expected it was pitch black.. My 3 Watt super led torch made it quite bright though. It was extremely exciting and adventurous. The jetty area, somehow or rather was vaguely illuminated by what seemed to be the stars.

There was one part where we had to pass the haunted basketball court, and we all huddled to the opposite side after some hesitation. We walked thru the ever darkening road, shrouded by the tall trees and the boisterous owls and crickets that lived in their great branches. The darkness became almost unbearable as we walked along a short but particularly dense piece of forest, the trees absorbing our light. As we passed by a certain area, an eerie feeling overcame me, as it did another friend. We grew silent as we crept pass area. Then Jay, my friend, whipped out his handphone and encouraged us with his version of civilisation, an mp3 player. Soon we were all singing Boulevard of broken dreams. Then i remembered there was an empty house nearby where my friend had found a tombstone after commenting that he felt very eerie there.

Then we heard the familiar sounds of dogs barking. We all tensed up as we began to hear more and more dogs barking. We decided to walk in one straight line. As i think back on it, i now remember that those dogs only bark and don bite. Anyway, we heard aruond ten dogs coming out behind us. We quickened our pace and after a while, their barks trailed off. Oh, did i mention that we were still singing? haha... I tell if you if i had a camera right there and i passed it up as an assignment i would've have gotten a school-sponsored Oscar! haha... In the comedy section. And we broke out into song again. Doing a medley haha...

Anyway, took a detour from the original spot. Well actually that was a detour in itself because two of them were wearing shoes so we couldn't walk across a river to get where we wanted to go. And halfway there we saw a nicer spot so there we went. A dirt path surrounded by trees with a river running alongside, perpendicular to the beach upfront. Remains or wrecked and rusty cars lay along the path. And forward we went till we reached some kind of sandwall that separated the river from the sea. Well at least only for that day, for the tide wasn't all that high you see.

The morning always makes me feel safer even if it's just 1 o'clock. And apparently it was the same with my frens....

Anyway, we they weren't all to excited abuot fishing there and to tell you honestly, neither was I. The adventure of our surroundings beckoned us, yet we stayed. We built quite a successful campfire, i must say, after thirty minutes of holding hot cigarette lighters, only to see it die out due to a lack of burning materials. So luring we did at that spot. Without mush success i must say. It was a cold nite and the fish were inactive. And my friends weren'te used to casting something that was so light. Anyway, i've vowed to re-visit that spot and do some baiting, with people tht i noe, not some bossy, opinionated AND vocal, person who i'll meet for the first time. Bastards. So i put off the luring.

Anyway, they drank their beers and smoked their ciggies, which i felt was of a very low grade. I can only stand quality Menthol cigarettes. Anything else and i feel like puking. I'm talking abuot the second hand smoke in case you didn't know. I don't smoke. Even if thru some pressure of frens that i only go out with occasionally, i decide to take up smoking, i'd be broke after my first pack. Haha.

La di da, it's now 3am, and they're playing BlackJack. One of the new guys i'd just met thru one of the other guys there, had sai he didn't want to play becuz he didn't know how to play. La di da i blow up my inflatable pillow, put it on the floor, look at the beautiful moon and stars, and fall asleep, thinking of someone special. Cue 4am and i wake up to find them playing a deathmatch version of BlackJack. The new guy who was winning was now down $300 and was trying to see if he could clear his debt in one shot, or double it. Well, of course, he ended up owing them $700. I think my friends have a system. hehe...

Anyway, it was 4.30 and i really needed to take a leak. So after watching them peeing one after another over the hours, i pee-ed in the river too. It's not that i hadn't done it before, it's just never in a place that spooky. I was afraid of... well, picture this. Picture sadako's face illuminated by a glowstick. I had a silly feeling that her face might just surface from the water, mouth wide open, letting my urine fall into her mouth as she rose up. Then as my pee stopped. She'd close her mouth and open her eyes wide and jump up and pull me into the water. Stupid right? Well i forgot my fears and just pee-ed. I made a nice arc though. heehee... I'm always making nice arcs... haha... At least it was better than luring on the ledge. There were two places to fish. One side facing the sea and the other facing the river/lake. Both sides required one to carefully walk along a conrete pillar to walk out to a sort of platform. Eerie. And i could just picture that sadako again, face still illuminated, swimming after my lure with her mouth wide open. And i had to jump a sizable gap to get back to the main area, away from that ledge.

Anyway, it was five o'clock and we decided to do some exploring. So we walked here and there and we ended up nearing a cemetary. Even the bravest of us froze, a few suggested we turn back, and there were no objections. We turned back at a fast pace. Then one of my frens shouted cheong, and we all began to run. Then one of my frens shotued relax and we all slowed down. Then another shouted cheong again and we began to run again. And yet another shouted relax again and we slowed down. - I must say i still have the good sprinting qualities i used to have. The one that earned me the reputation of being the only guy to be able to tackle one of the best footballers in my school. I was still plump then mind you. Not as mush as now of course. haha... The "6 months" can do wonders... haha.. - Anyway, this continued a few more times before we reached a fork in the road and became preoccupied by a cockroach-like insect that we spotted on the floor, next to some wild berries that had been laid here and there along the roads like little pieces of goat dung. Anyway, my fren had to get back early so we began to walk back to the jetty. Passing by the dog area and stuff.. I want to go back there and do more exploring.
Very fun is the phrase i'll use. It's definitely more exciting than OCH! haha...

THE FEARFUL PATH
Along the darkened path we walk
to the place we seek
No other lights to guide us
we border on meek

The brightness we hold
it's life motivated by two pieces of metal.
and if it fails we fold
and our bravado, our shield falls like rose petals.

And so we sing
A song, a song of courage
but yet a song of death
When we sing, our voices quiver
There is no control left.

As we pass an area our fear grows.
our panic starts to multiply tenfold.
The errie stillness of the night
overcomes our weary souls
And yet we haven't even reached our final goal.

We take a mysterious path
our quest of the unknown
And stop is what we do, for we are no more bold
adrenalin now drained, our bodies fail to go.
A mad dash is all that's left, the quest remains untold.


FusionStream, out.

Portaboat

I just got hit by the same virus that crippled my computer during the DVID assignment.
I assumed one of my files was trojanised. And in fact it was. While doing a scan i found out that a few of my other files were infected with a different virus, and they weren't official files if you get what i mean. Bastards, I say. This virus that i got hit with is totally unautomated till you click it. The cheeky bastard works in the background under the process of the executable file so slightly advanced WINDOWS users would be none the wiser. Then the moment you shutdown your computer, your dead in the water. This sneaky little thing logs you off the moment you sign in. How can you even do anything to fix it? You can't even edit your registry. Now supposing there was an easy way to delete all the trojan executable files there is one critical, or made to be critical DLL, or a Dynamic Link Library, that just can't seem to be deleted while i'm logged-in. I have no idea if it's locked or plain out of my authorization range. The thing is, the moment you log out, watever redundancies that remain will kick into action to see if any of their brothers are missing, and, well... u noe... The cycle never ends.

Now i'm a believer, not neccessarily a firm one mind you, of not using any form of "heavy-duty" bloated AVs like stupid Norton. And true to my guess the asinine program didn't even detect that blooming TROJAN!!! Troajn trojan hello!!! Only Trend Micro detected it. Furhermore, trend micro is very quick to load, a plus poitn for an impatient poweruser like me. The redundancies incorporated in the Trojan and the image protrayed by it is tremendously clever i must say. You should see the registry keys and the number of seemingly randomly scattered fully trojan files laying in the computer.

I had a suspect though. The infected file was not even identified by ANY AV as a virus file. But when i clicked on it, infected files were detected everywhere but in that file. That's solid encryption for you. Polymorphism at it's best.

Why does this happen to me? Am i downloading some illegitimate files that send some kind of homing signal... to... the... .
The sneaky little bastards...

And oh yea. Throughout the process, i learnt how insecure Windows is. Give me admin rights and i can be a king. Even higher than the Highest Admin.

You should see the number of SVCHOST processes running on my computer. I have yet to identify their veracity but... oh, well... :-)

My life

Trying to find out more about someone who I find cute. My one-sided curtain hair fren named JHLame, gave me a little of the lowdown. Even if nothing happens, a likely event, it's still worth having her as a fren. Why do i get so toungue-tied and appear arrogant when i get nervous. Damn it. I have dreams.

Going fishing this friday night with long lost classmates. At ubin. Going to recce a few really nice spots near to Chek Jawa. Maybe a girl will be coming with us. I have no idea what she looks like. Maybe i'll give her a call... It'll be really cool. Maybe one day i'll retire on Ubin.

Painted my room. Looks nice.

DVID assignment was shiok sia... I can't wait to do it again. Really fun and intereting.

Got my new haircut yesterday. It wasn't as short as i had expected it to be, btu it's still a new experience anyway. At least this way i'll still be able to style it almost anyway i want when i want to get a new haircut. I also am considering changing my hairstyle everytime i go for a cut. I'll still be paying the same price so....

note: I am a person with a lot to say and i can bloat up little things just with my words. You won't win a war when i'm at the helm.