Cheers Beer
A series of super hilarious Thai beer advertisements. Watch it.
To every little good thing in life indeed.
For mature and/or like-minded readers regardless of age, sex or color
A series of super hilarious Thai beer advertisements. Watch it.
To every little good thing in life indeed.
still yapping at 12:22 AM 0 comments
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As some of you might know already, Dynamitez won Cheer 2007. Unfortunately, I never had the chance to see them perform properly (well, except when they performed again after winning but I was busy taking photographs) to realize how god-damn-freaking synchronized they were until I saw this video. Seriously they were like robots, dancing acrobatic robots. Cheers to them!
still yapping at 12:06 AM 1 comments
Both Vulcanz teams (boys and girls) got into the Top 5! Yay Seafield! And congrats to Dynamitez!
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"My name is Sufjan Stevens. And for tonight I'm going to be the um, majesty songbird and they (the band) are the magical Chinese butterfly brigade."By the way, they (as in everyone on stage) were wearing their respective wings to add to the mood. I would definitely love the chance to see one of his shows live. Brilliant artists never ever come to Malaysia. However I had a shock when I saw one of his CDs at Rock Corner! About RM60 though and according to the shop's manager, these types of CDs only arrive barely twice a year and only once at a time! I however decided that I should wait for America and let some other fortunate soul buy the CD.
still yapping at 4:37 PM 4 comments
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...it's over and done with.
Now I have less than 2 months to savor my time here. Driving license, piano, reading, shopping and going out will be the order of the day!
But don't think I'm not going to add anything on my blog today. Let us see the difference between a suntan and a sunburn.
1. | a browning or a brown color of the skin resulting from exposure to sunlight or a sunlamp; tan. |
2. | Also called mayfair tan, merida. a light to medium yellow-brown. |
3. | Also called pastel orange. a medium orange color. |
4. | tan1 (defs. 2, 4). |
1. | inflammation of the skin caused by overexposure to the sun or a sunlamp. |
2. | to affect or be affected with sunburn: An hour in the sun sunburned me severely. I sunburn easily. |
still yapping at 3:33 PM 13 comments
Sometime last year...
...I accidentally locked myself out of my room at the university. The key was unfortunately inside. Having missed the deadline for requesting an extra key, I had to sleep in a friend's room with the shirt that was on my back since morning but thank goodness I managed to change into my shorts before the accidental lock out. I kept my cool. I planned to go to the office in the morning to ask for the master key.
However the next morning, as I enter the office with yesterday's clothes, the lady behind the table suddenly told me firmly yet irrationally that I was to step back and leave the office. She said I shouldn't be wearing shorts. I was bemused. Reflex had me explaining that I was locked out of my room and I couldn't actually "change" to something more "proper". Unfortunately, the lady was adamant that her instructions were absolute and that I was to leave the office and get "someone who is dressed properly" to pick up the master key for me. I couldn't believe to what was happening and left the office with her in mid-sentence. I was pissed. R-rated tirades escaped under my breath for several minutes before I nicely ask my house mate to help me get the master key.
Simply, the incident shocked me. Here I am at the girls only apartment where any male who looks under the age 35 is barred from coming in. I was shocked and disappointed by the lady and the university for being so stupid and irrational. Like hello, I can't even where shorts within the vicinity of a girls only "haven"? Is the sight of my knees so repulsive the lady wanted to puke her head off? Hoit this is a living space, not a formal dinner or a kenduri for that matter.
Fast forward to this week...
...I was temporarily living at the boy's apartment for the little camp thingy. The day we were suppose to check out, my house mate told me that we were suppose to give back the keys before the office closes at about five something. My dad was coming at seven and I wanted the room so that I can have my much-needed sleep. Because I had just woken up from a nap when I was told about this, I just put on my t-shirt and shorts without much thought. I went down and walked to the office. I explained the matter to the officer. He told me nicely that it was OK and that I can stay longer if I wanted to. I was only required to leave the key on the table of my apartment and lock the door outside. I was contented and I left the office to continue my nap.
Waking up later, I realized the sheer irony.
still yapping at 10:02 AM 3 comments
Reading the newspapers daily, observing people, listening to my Windows Media Player playlist, Nordic sensibilities, eating sugary snacks, photography, losing myself in a book, crapping with my 14 year-old sister, good 'ol Malaysian food, partying, discovering great songs/singers/bands, watching good movies, getting high, secularism, general knowledge trivias, traveling, building an epic family tree in Sims2, equal rights for all, furry animals, chocolates (without the nuts please) and of course, discussing people and society with my dad
hot chunky boots*abs*bleached red highlights*upper-ear piercing*Canon EOS 350D*complete set of Lord of the Rings’ OST*driving license*perform The Vagina Monologues*red iPod Nano*snowman*Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie*crowd-surf*red hot cheongsam top*black
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