THIS BLOG MAY SAVE YOUR LIFE. true story.

Behold a gold lion.

2010-02-15T22:56:00.003+08:00

This blog is dead.

The years of memories clogged up the joints and cogs until they bent and buckled and wore themselves out under the pressure.

We are on the precipice of stagnation here - an intolerable state of affairs. And Blogger, sadly, doesn't provide me with a conducive environment in which to update.

Yours truly is moving on to newer pastures in search of more outlets for his fanatical rantings.

CLICKETH!

Come along, reader, you know you want to. It's just another step: a rational progression up a flight of irrational staircases.

I'm ready whenever you are.

Alex out.

Dream.

2010-02-10T22:43:00.002+08:00

I wake up my head is empty then slowly an eerie echo of my daily life strides over to me and plunges noodly appendages into the wet orifices of my mind raping my thoughts and dissembling my personality even as I rub the sleep dust out of my eyes and yawn to make sure I'm awake and this isn't a dream but it sure feels like one and oh shit there goes my memories of when I was four now I know this has to be a dream cos' the colours are all wrong and mighty psychedelic and dude what's that noodly thing doing in my ear I just want to wake up please oh please oh please please please my teeth are falling out I can feel them sliding off the blood vessels attaching them to the roof of my mouth someone once told me that when you dream of your teeth falling out it means you're very concerned with how people view you in real life and I guess that's not altogether true but I wouldn't deny it I just want to wake up now I'm running up a waterfall with my best friends beside me and then I wake up.

Alex out.

The Universe in Your Arms

2010-02-08T20:08:00.002+08:00

Where can a man find solace?

Is it in his dreams?

Is it in his memories?

Is it in his home?

Is it in his heart?

Where can a man find courage?

Is it on a battlefield?

Is it on a sinking ship?

Is it in the struggle of daily life?

Is it in religion?

Is it in truth?

Is it in having people he needs to protect?

Where can a man find love?

Only in your arms.

"And now I see you perfectly, behind closed eyes."

Alex out.

Once.

2010-01-13T21:11:00.004+08:00

Alex Leong is now Level 21 on Uncharted 2 Multiplayer! Hell Yes!

Well, this is a good time to update this little blog. I'm in the middle of watching American Idol Season 9 auditions, so perhaps this update will be mildly truncated. Mmhmm and amen chicken. I'm feeling all mellowed out, thanks to a great workout day.

I've been having a taste of living alone since New Year's Day. The experience is rather refreshing and I personally find it quite fun. Shopping for groceries and preparing all my meals is a breeze... but that's mainly due to my eating habits. (My staple diet consists of sushi, sashimi and bucketloads of salad - no dressing)

So it doesn't need much mention that I've been feeling better than ever; possibly the best I've ever felt this year. Oh, but it's just the beginning of 2010!

Honestly, I don't think living alone would be that good an experience if all I did was sit around at home. Lack of human interaction is akin to Kryptonite to me, so it's all well and good that I've been going out with some friends. And Uncharted 2 MP is a great way to mingle with people... mingle with people then blow them up.

Or shoot them to ribbons. Over and over and over.

I should write an ode to the mighty M-32 Hammer and his sidekick the Incredible M4.

* * *

But let's move on. I watched a movie with my sister a few moons ago. It's an indie musical called Once.

And it's frigging. nice.

Open your earholes wide, wide as you can.

Concentrate until you can feel every single cilia waving about inside your cochleae.

LISTEN.

I sense my posting is done. And I shall end this here.

With this here "picture" thingy, which should achieve a couple of things:

1. Alex Leong ish alive. The person updating this is the real deal, not some freaking robot gigolo from the year 3000.

2. I am CLEARLY Ver 1.8*

Here it comes.

"Clearly 1.8, wouldn't you agree?"

I like chocolate milk.

Alex out.

* Don't bother asking how I assess my fitness. It's allllll in my head. I'm a crazy man :)

The Invincible Nonagenarian.

2010-01-01T03:20:00.004+08:00

Hoo.

I'm exhausted. I want to sleep. Really, I'd like nothing better right now. I could be sleeping or playing more Uncharted 2. But I feel I'd be missing something vital if I didn't process my feelings on this fortuitous evening.

It's 3.23 am (nice number) on New Year's Day. The family spent New Year's Eve counting down among thousands of people at Bukit Bintang. It was hot, it was sweaty, it was mildly stressful - but it was worth every minute and every drop of sweat, just to see the look of childlike bliss on my grandparents' faces.

Little Chloe enjoyed her first ever countdown very much, I believe. All that snow spray helped that tremendously. She seems to be addicted to the stuff.

This year, there weren't as many people at the countdown so parking was a breeze. What a shocker, I know. Dinner was pretty smooth too - we didn't even need to wait to get seated at Crystal Jade.

Fooooood was goooooooood :D

We had an hour and a half to kill after dinner so all of us just wandered around Bukit Bintang, soaking in the robust atmosphere and revelling in the energy all around us. Pavilion had a good thing going on with DJ Classick so I moshed with the mostly Malay crowd for a good while. Right in front of the booth.

Sweaty fun, it was.

:)

The fireworks themselves were as good as I remember them to be, if not a little brief. The view from the street was wonderful though. At the stroke of midnight, the seven of us started popping our... Party Poppers (AWESOME PARTY DEVICES I TELL YOU BUGGERS) and generally creating a spontaneous mess of confetti and metallic paper and some other happiness-inducing sparkly bits.

. . . It was well worth the effort of going to Kepong to acquire them :)

. . .

. . .

. . .

Hence, now you find me here, seated in front of this glowing screen, typing this out with my mad touch-typing skills. I'd cut this post off here but there's just one... last thing... to say before we all wake up on Friday morning and it is 2010 "proper"....

* * *

An open letter to all my friends and the good people who read this:

HAPPY FRIGGIN' NEW YEAR!

Thank you (you know who you are) for making 2009 an unbeatably awesome year! Here's a toast to making 2010 rock even harder!

This past year has had its highs and lows; I'm glad we all survived it. Especially those who sat for SPM. I only have the best wishes for your results (since mine will be among them, hey hey).

I sincerely hope that everyone who reads this will have the best 2010 possible. May God, Jesus and Allah bless you all. And for you atheist types, may Rational Inquiry and the Scientific Method continue to bestow upon you the miracles of science!

My heart can only continue to grow in love and compassion for everyone I'm connected to. So I bid you,

Rock on!

With best love,
Alex Leong.

For the hell of it

2009-12-24T22:56:00.005+08:00

It's 10.57pm on Christmas Eve. It's a Thursday night. I'm feeling good.

Dinner sloshes around in my stomach, digestive juices dissolving every last morsel of it. I take a moment, and pause; I look at this computer screen and reflect on the last few days.

Monday to Wednesday was a blur of fun, fur, and lazing about at the ever-so-purdy Woan Ni's house. It was extraordinarily restful and fulfilling to chill out and just bond with my best girl friend. Having a right good go at Modern Warfare 2 with her big brother Daniel did loads to help, as well, since I hadn't been gaming for the longest while.

About twenty minutes into the game, I got back into my groove and started taking NAMES. So, that's a small pleasure right there :)

Doing nothing, talking a lot, getting hooked on this absurd little game called Plants vs Zombies, eating, sleeping and doing even more nothing - the little things like that make such occasions so perfect.

Wednesday the three of us (us being me, Woan Ni and my sister) moved on over to Zewin's pad for his Leader Launch '09 Barbeque Party/ Pool Party. The crazies from LL rocked the pool and then after the weather went all upside-down on us and screwed us over, we moved the party to a drier place - a covered space just next to the pool. There we rocked some Guitar Hero and chowed down.

Later on we brought the party upstairs to Zewin's family's apartment and played some good ol' HALO. Note to self: There is nothing as immediately refreshing and gratifying than teaming up with your best friend and owning every match of Team Slayer - which was precisely what I did with my man KJ.

"Bros for life, motherfucker."

So, today the family did some Christmas shopping and I got my PS3. With Uncharted 2. My life, for the next two weeks at least, is complete. The cycle has closed. Balance is restored to my gaming universe :D

*insert beatific smile here*
It's entire safe and reasonable for you to assume I won't be doing anything but game for a week or three. You would be right, naturally.

So Merrrrrrrrrrry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

You won't see me out of the house for ages!
Alex out.

A Tale of Two Proms. Part I.

2009-12-18T23:00:00.005+08:00

This week was a memorable one.

At least, not one I'd soon forget. For this week, yours truly attended two proms.

The first, on Tuesday, was Seri Cempaka Cheras' prom. It was a pretty amazing affair, that, and it added yet more color to my already colorful life. Pictures are all up on Facebook, in case you haven't noticed, so go check them out if you're interested, cos' I'm getting a tad tired of uploading all my photos to Blogger.

Here's a couple for your entertainment, though. Enjoy (:

With Ashley Almost :)

With Khoo Jun and Weng Kee, childhood friends of mine.

With the incredible Sheila :)

With Miss Yehbonne :)

Basically I got there by cab and idled a while with my man Khoo Jun until it started. Then I had a great time - I met some and interacted with some new people like the lovely Yehbonne and her friend Meenakshi. The performances were fun to watch and the dance floor segment kicked my ass. Literally. I ended up reaching home at 1 in the morning. End of story.

That was on Tuesday.

The next day was spent resting and cleaning up the apartment.

Count me in for the next one!

Alex out.

Unless the dreamer is the real you...

2009-12-16T12:23:00.002+08:00

Feel a bit like the walking dead today.

With their mold-ridden rags and cloth. The stench of decay hanging about their bodies like a halo of putrefaction.

I'm putting together the final playlist for tomorrow's event. Believe me, kiddies, it's gonna be legendary.

You will soar and plummet simultaneously.

You will laugh hysterically even as you sob bitterly.

Hyperbole.

Back to work!

Alex out.

Liftoff.

2009-12-10T23:23:00.004+08:00

So, SPM is over.

Had myself a wee bit o' ticker tape parade and somesuch to celebrate the end of life as I once knew it. It was full of fuzzy little emotions, that. And what a refreshing sensation it gave me!

For you see, reader, Alex Leong was, until two days ago, a somewhat cantankerous and eager young lad trapped in a Byzantine school system who found it ... difficult... to conform to his setting. Study a year in a school like mine in a country like Malaysia and... you'll see my point soon enough.

Still, with clever manipulation of the time-space continuum (something Padawan would affectionately refer to as genjutsu), I have managed to emerge relatively unscathed from this crash of a flaming bucket of manure we call high school EDUCATION.

Which, by the way, is a very hilarious misnomer.

The way I see it, the only meaningful things I've learned in high school (through the work of our brilliant and beautiful educational officers) would be:

1. Being honest and sticking to MY values as an individual will only earn me the ire of others especially in authority, and will have me singled out as a troublemaker or somesuch who could only grow up to be 'prejudicial to public order'. Golly, isn't that moving up the ranks a little bit. And I've been reading the newspaper a bit too much lately.

Syed Hamid Albar *wink wink*

2. Nothing in life matters more than getting that one more A. And why? Because. Personal enjoyment and fulfillment are unimportant as they can come after you get a flashy degree, earn a million bajillion dollars and drive expensive cars. So the teachers and the parents are to invest time and energy and money to make us live the life THEY dreamed about and could only hope to achieve through US, the healthy, young, and ultimately impressionable people.

3. Hypocrisy = good. Pendidikan Moral, this is you. I've spent two years tolerating memorizing moral values "BULAT-BULAT" and God, Jesus, Allah, Buddha and the Hindu pantheon all know that I stick to nearly none of them. I'm an impulsive motherfucker who acts nice and cute only when it serves me best and I'll say and do fuck all if the mood strikes me. Like now.

4. Literature is my forte because it lets me answer in a very natural and candid way. Again, this is because I'm an epic demigod-like person who HAS an opinion and KNOWS how to express it without needing to be fed the answers. Seriously, readers, if the Ministry is so worried about the brain drain, Alex Leong can readily provide a remedy: Follow the Australian and American syllabus. And its execution. And have our teachers emulate their teachers.

Simple.

5. I want a PS3. Microsoft is cheesing me off and rubbing goat semen in my face with their shitty products and lack of customer support in Malaysia. Sony, my beloved yet estranged one-time fuck-buddy, is back in my good graces. Hence I shall purchase their console. How this relates to what I've learned in high school is very much a congruent point! School is another place where I get together with other gamers and discuss matters of the highest importance and relevance - gaming. I mean, what else does one need in life aside from food, sex and videogames?

6. Derb derber derber derb. Derb derb derber. I ran outta things to say. My mind is playing hula-hoops with rings of barbed metal.

I guess the only thing for it at this point is to forget everything I've learned over the past 11 years in school to make way for all the awesome I plan on cramming into it. A good way to wash it all out would be to go out and get that PS3 and embark on a gaming spree that's sure to promote more sociopathic behavior on my part.

Or, I could just read a proper book.

Either way, I don't quite know why I'm blogging cos' I'm tired like a buffalo-fucker on account of today being the first day of Leader Launch. You silly bitches love me for this shit so I guess I owed you a blog post even at the cost of my brain cells.

HUGS AND KISSES XOXO

And a wee bit o' tongue for the grown men and women, yes.

LIFTOFFFFFF!

Goodnight!

Alex out.

The Big One Cometh

2009-10-24T17:35:00.002+08:00

We do what we do because we believe that we must.

And that, friends and readers, is my bullshit excuse for having not blogged for so long, updating with this extremely short post and not blogging for the next couple of months.

One simple reason. Sure, it's a bullshit and rather plain excuse for not updating, but then again I highly doubt my rantings will be sorely missed.

Mmhey.

As I was saying, SPM is around the corner and it's pretty much the biggest exam in my world so far. Bigger than trials, yes.

And I can tell you I've been studying a whole lot more than is actually healthy by my standards. No shitting around there. I've even stopped gaming so much. And I work out only twice or thrice per week now. A-friggin-mazing, huh?

"We do what we do because we believe that we must."

Storm clouds are gathering in my blue skies. There are examinations afoot. I'm off to the hunt.

So long, blog. So long, readers. So long, Twitter, Facebook and gaming.

It's been a slice.

And, I'm kidding about the last three.
Seriously, it's not funny.

Harhar :)

Ah, here's a picture of me before I go into hermit mode.

Until next time!

Alex out.

Feet First into Hell.

2009-09-27T21:18:00.003+08:00

Ummmm, wokay. I noticed that I haven't been updating in a long while.

I've had a whole week of break to do stuff worthy of a blog post. And yes, my life is so incredibly dull that even the Tokyo Game Show '09 is big news for me.... or that could be more due to my love of gaming.

In any case, please disregard the statement about my life being dull. That's my id attempting to claw its way to the surface to topple my cantankerous ego. This is an official statement from the mouth of the font of awesome known as Alex:

"My life is so fucking brilliant and vivid that everywhere I turn I literally see tigers leaping through flaming hoops and hot scantily-clad women parading in front of me while fireworks jizz on the sky and paint it white. And that's during the intermissions."

Uh-um, my ego tends to get rather hyperactive, apparently.

I'd love to be long-winded and present you a big wall of text that is as eye-hurting as it is self-indulgent, but I guess I won't. Not today anyway. The text thing hurts me too.

All you need to know (or would bother to, eh eh) is that today I picked up a copy of Halo 3: ODST. I'd like to, I really want to, I absolutely HAVE to give it a spin, but unfortunately I'm fucked with a Bible Knowledge exam tomorrow.

D'ya have any idea how cocked up something as innocuous sounding as Bible Knowledge actually is? I, for one, imagined it to be something like this:

"Question 1: Who's the son of God? :D

Question 2: Jesus turned water into wine. True or false.

Question 3: Pontius Pilate's a bad son of a bitch. Discuss.

Question 4: Judas is an even badder son of a bitch. Elaborate."

And the list goes on.

Boy, how wrong could I be. I have to memorize not one, not two, but - oh wait it's just two - TWO books of the Bible. You motherfuckas can count, right? That's like one hundred pages of Jesus and his pals having their epic roadtrip across the Holy Land. And the print is tiny.

. . .

Holy shit Gina! That's a lotta words!

And I thought "Bible Knowledge must be easy." Psssshhh, what a load of goatse.

I'm outta here. Need to learn the entire syllabus for tomorrow. Or at least I can try.

Alex out.

Secks. And pens.

2009-09-07T17:01:00.003+08:00

Bah, I haven't posted about the Merdeka Train Party yet!

I must remember to slack off during trials to blog about it.

Also to do: Buy a pen.

I don't have one. I need a pen for the trials. Y'know, to write with.

And a pencil to shade answers with. Possibly will use it to doodle more often than shade answers. Which will result in it being too blunt, short and useless to answer exam papers with.

... Better get two then.

I just finished drawing faces on the carton of eggs in the grocery bag. It's a obsession of mine. I seem to need to relate to my food items in an anthropomorphic sorta way.

Oh God, I hope I'm not turning into some kinda furry-fetishist.

"Now, off to KLCC to purchase a pen and two pencils."
Alex out.

Sweating over exams in my fruit suit

2009-09-04T22:46:00.005+08:00

My heart is pulsing with the rhythm of a drum.

Make that two drums and a bongo.

Two drums and bongo, "played" by a trio of disillusioned Manhattan jazz bandmembers and an emo Peking Opera singer. Who've apparently been told to make as much bloody noise as they can.

It's always that way with me on the first day of the exams. Why do I react so when I know I don't quite care about the outcome? The answer probably lies within me, and all it takes to discover it is some pseudo-Buddhist ritual I suppose I should try when I'm in college.

For now however, I will be content to just revel in the sensation of facing the worst adversary I can suffer in this age. My youth and adolescence seems to be just hurtling past me before I can get a handle on it and own the bitch. Slow down champ, I'd like to have my life back for a while thank you very much.

Oh...

This fruit suit my sister told me to put on isn't exactly helping. The baby shirt and pants I wore when I was an infant can't really fit me any more yet my family still keeps them. Now why would they do that?

You know that you know what a fruit suit is cos' you had one at some point in your life.

I look at my munchkin-sized getup for a few minutes, pondering how fleeting life can be. My brain is blank. Then I notice the funny fruit patterns on 'em and my brain is filled with happy thoughts. I think, therefore I is.

I've been sick for the last few days. To counter this aberration of my physiological conjuration I'm currently listening to (and liking) the sound of Regina Spektor's voice. Her vocals cut through the fog in my head like a European pornstar's penis through hawt Brazilian . . . cocoa butter.

THREE CHEERS FOR RUSSIANPOLISHAMERICAN MUSIC!

And good night.

"Sleep is the fairer reaper I gladly welcome to assail me.
Plunge the dreaming blade deep, spectre that you are.
And let me dream of the golden fields of home."
-Alex L.

"Chemistry."
Alex out.

Flag Up the Trains

2009-08-30T21:12:00.003+08:00

Tomorrow's the anniversary of our nation's founding. Pretty cool.

Tomorrow's the day of the Merdeka Train Party. Cooler than National Day? Absolutely :]

R.AGE and RandomAlphabets are teaming up to bring you THE incredible Merdeka experience you've never seen before. Am I gonna be there? Boy am I ever. Pics and blogpost may ensue.

And I don't need to mention this but, if you're one of the few people who do read my blog and want in on the action, feel free to drop me a line!

Alex out :)

CryEngine 3 and Hello, PS2

2009-08-20T21:12:00.006+08:00

Herro everybody. I like grilled stingray.

I'd normally start with a somewhat flashy intro on what I've been up to or what the post is about. This time, I will not.

Words are moot in the face of visual stimulation so highly attuned to your visible spectrum, for behold! At GC '09, Crytek revealed a real-time demo for the CryEngine3 graphics platform!

Now. . . I'm rather lazy to list down all the reasons I ~~worship~~ ~~adore~~ ~~love~~ ~~enjoy~~ ~~orgasm~~ like gaming, but consider this one of them.

Epic Tree Conquest

2009-08-12T20:49:00.006+08:00

I saw a bulldozer bulldozing a tree today;
A bulldozer ramming the life out of a tree.

That would normally have given me no more pause than the span of time it took me to glance at the scene then look away.

Today though, I looked on longer. Perhaps it was the weather. Rainy business it was up there. Whatever it was, I saw something more than just a bulldozer ramming into a tree.

I saw a tree, decades of years old;
At least that's how old it looked to me based on my understanding of botany.
It was the last of its kind; alone in a vast field (as vast as you can find in Ampang these days).
I looked at it and today, I saw something magical being cast down.
I didn't see an old piece of wood being hacked apart for lumber,
I saw a piece of yesterday being defiled and slaughtered.

Trees! Yay!

The tree and perhaps all his kin were being cut down and uprooted to accommodate our needs as humans. I can't describe the feeling inside me as that of sorrow, for surely sorrow is what we feel for thinking creatures.

No, it was something else. I felt despair.

I felt despair at our inherent lack of caring for the world. We humans represent the pinnacle of evolution on this little rock in this little solar system. I often wondered if we can regard ourselves so highly when we can "barely" manage the abundance of wildlife and resources on this planet.

Stewards, guardians, call it what you will. In any case, I tend to think of the world as something of a Patek Phillipe watch: You don't ever own it, you merely take care of it for the next generation. It's a lesson we've been taught in our Pendidikan Moral classes for the past 10 years.

Picture a huge tree. Alright, not as huge as what you may have imagined, so picture a tree that's about twice your girth. It would take about three people to ring around the tree with their hands connected. The tree is as tall as a twenty-foot non-tree-ish object. But it's a tree.

As the bulldozer slams into it, a shower of leaves rain down from its branches. Precious sap oozes out from gashes in the bark where the bulldozer's metal teeth scar it. Stem tissue stretches, bends and breaks as the tree is subjected to previously unknowable force.

I couldn't help but think of that as the tree finally came crashing down with a rustle of leaves and a woody groan. It may not have felt pain, but it died.

Waxing melancholic over a soon-to-be block of timber has never been my forte but perhaps the death of this one single tree in the middle of Ampang will make a habit of it. Scenes like this happen every second of every day all around the globe and they happen on a far larger scale.

They say it's necessary. It's a sacrifice in order to bring about change. Oh yes. Change like that comes with alacrity in these interesting times.

Sometimes however, change isn't what we need.

Alex out.

Sleeping Days do not rest at Night.

2009-08-07T14:16:00.004+08:00

Hello readers, I remark to the five souls still following this little blog.

I have an amusing(?) little tidbit of FTL (faster-than-light) travel from the Black Library forums (and how it relates to 40K) :

"Simple (non-magical scifi) space travel ought to cause merry havoc with their ages over a 'standard' 200yr period. Add in oddball warp-dilation *and* that they needn't appear across the galaxy in any particular time relative to when they disappeared. Some could appear before they disappeared!"

"because speed = distance / time."

"Yet when moving through the warp speed = a*distance / (crumpets)^lust, where a can be absolutely anything. "

"lol, exactly!"

You... probably weren't exactly amused by that.

How could you, after all?

Indeed, thank Stephen Hawking and his friends for such concepts as quantum mechanics and Calabi-Yau manifolds. It'll make the minds of any physicist sizzle like buttery popcorn, let alone us simple pieces of meat. Mmmmmmmm...... popcornnnnnn...

But yes, that is some quantum science talkin' right there... and it makes me feel so much geekier than I know I am.

"I am a cogent paradigm..."
:P

The more observant among you know it's a Friday and the last anyone checked, it's supposed to be a school day so what the hell am I doin' here surfing the BL forums and posting this gobbledygook bullshit???

Honestly I have no answer to give you. You may thank A(H1N1) though, since less than 1 in 10 Senior 5 students came to school yesterday on account of Hope class being quarantined.

Everyone's freaking out and wearing masks to try to keep the pain away, but you won't see me doing that. In the words of Padawan (and he's got a great post about this on his blog), "I can't afford to spend 1 ringgit to save my life." This is not to say I'm unaware of the flu's "incredible propensity for infection and body-mangling" - I just don't really care.

I, who get sick at least once a month, should probably have been one of the first to don a surgical mask and shut myself in at home to repel the sudden miasma of mucus-y death. I'm not, however, donning said mask nor am I staying home.... Ergo if I become a victim of the flu, you'll know I deserved it.

Thanks to the wonders of blogging and Twitter, you'll also know about it the moment my hair starts falling at my feet along with my teeth and kidneys.

And that'll be because you're all skipping school as well.

But enough about the flu, here are some Family Guy videos I like!

Keh :D

What else do I poop about here?

Hmmma, I do suppose I could venture a buncha awesome quotes from some Black Library publications. Hope no one minds how undeniably fascist they sound, but seriously lah the 41st millenium has no time or space for such delicate sensitivities. Spess Marines don't sip tea out of little pink china teacups.

Though... that WOULD be cute :)

ULTRA MEGA QUOTEZ TIME IS GO! 8D

"Great balls of the Saints!" - Guardsman Hawke (Storm of Iron)

"Skaven! Lament! For your warlord has been killed in a terrible accident involving a crossbow and an exploding donkey!" - Grey Seer Thanquol
'Revenge is a dish best served with mayonnaise and those little cheesy things on sticks' - Osric the Loopy, Imperial Commander

"After the orbital strikes, Thunderhawk bombardments, Whirlwinds, Vindicators, fusion and starfire and finally Battle Brothers with flamers had finished cleansing the world of all the enemies of Man, we built a monastery in the center of the largest, most radioactive impact crater. We named the planet 'Tranquility', for it was very quiet now."

"Who told you to die! Keep fighting!" - some Commisar

"Look! Rhinos! RHINOS! Our enemies hide in METAL BOXES, the cowards! THE FOOLS! We... We should take away their METAL BOXES!" - Sindri

"As you know... our brothers are stationed in SPESS."

What is the terror of death? That we die our work incomplete. What is the joy of life? To die knowing our task is done A dagger in the dark is worth a thousand swords at dawn - Tactica Imperium

"You have caused us great discomfort, little flea... And I feel inclined to scratch." - Grimspyre, daemon of Khorne, to Inquisitor Hand

I am the Hammer. I am the Hate. I am the Woes of Daemonkind.
- Battle Prayer of the Grey Knights

"The strong are the strongest alone."

— The Tyrant of Badab

"Some people like the simple things in life.
Others need all the wealth they can muster.
I choose not to let that distinction bother me."
Alex out.

Kick the Covenant in their ghoul-ees.

2009-08-02T17:00:00.003+08:00

Sunday afternoon.

Too lethargic to type in full.

Just finished cleaning the apartment.

Before that, I did some flower arranging with Mom and the Sis.

Now, am watching the first ViDoc for Halo 3: ODST.

The coolness factor is pretty high. Is cannot wait.

My energy level's a little higher.

I click on more links on GameSpot and IGN. IGN disappoints today. Much to my surprise, GameSpot has another Halo-related trailer. A cursory glance at the title made me chortle in glee and dismay. To hell with it, I think. I should give it a chance.

The next five minutes totally blew me off my seat. And when you weigh as much as I do, it takes something with a prodigious amount of strength and majesty. . .

. . .

HALO fanboys and anime lovers rejoice, for history is in the making!

The perfect mesh of an American gaming icon most sublime and the best animation studios in Japan.

A collaborative endeavor the like which has not been seen since the Animatrix... and perhaps even the Bible...

Presenting. . . .

HALO LEGENDS!

Can you imagine? Bungie Studios meets Bones, Studio 4C, Casio Entertainment, I.G. and a host of other top talents in their field. Hell, even one of them alone could seal the deal. Bungie got a dozen.

You can say what you want about HALO and anime, but try to deny that this is gonna be epic.

Alex's prediction? Must get! :P

Alex out.

BRATs Are LOVE

2009-07-29T20:34:00.002+08:00

Same story with the BRATs list. I'm expecting this list to grow a lot longer.

From the Ipoh 2009 Workshop:

Chelsea

Caryn

Anne

Farzana

Adeline

Stephanie T

Stephanie A

Rachael

Jaishree

Michelle

Isabelle

Aivee

Suhaili

Victoria

Abbie

Najwa

Mark Chan

Joy Tan

From a 2008 workshop:

Sandra Sandoii

Stan Da Man

Random Friendlies

2009-07-29T18:58:00.008+08:00

Sometime in the middle of 2009, Alex came to the abrupt and not altogether pleasant realization that his link list was insanely huge. How huge? Well, if one could take the time to extrapolate the rate at which Alex was adding links to the list, it would be evident that the link list would one day engulf the entire sidebar and take over this blog with its sentient robotic tentacle army.

Hence, this list. This. List.

Anyway, take a look around - you may discover something you like.

Agnes Liew

Alex MOAAAA ;)

Allysa Otakuuu :)

Amanda MOAAAA ;)

Ashley

Audrey Teh

Pei Ying

Shaun Black Zest

Buttcheeks Jo Strikes Again!

Camen the "Undesirable"

Carmen Au

Carolineeeee's

Chen

Chiwahhwahh

Chocoholic Mee Kuan

E-Wei

Ee Von's Fairytales

Erina's

Fina's

Yi Yun

Gary Hefner's

Hasan's Conceptions

Hippo!

Hui Min za Happy

Ivin's

Izzie the Wanderer

Jamie Liew

Jia Yung

Jinnehhhhhhh

Jo-yee

Jordan

Jowy

Juliana!

Kelvin Tay

Kiet Eie

Kristal

Maddie X

Mr Ali

Padawan's Sis

Sammy Sam

Sean Penafort

Set Wern's World

Shaun Tall Guy

Shaunnie Shortfuck

Sheila! :D

Shorty Joanna

Shu Hsien's :)

Shu Ni

Smallsmall Stephanie

Story of A Bird Named Sorrow

Su Ann

Su Hao

Su Yen

Tell Me by Michelle C

The 'Cool' Meng Keat

Rojaks

The Sis

Tiuniasing

Wen Xin

Weng Kee's

Ze-Lyn

Zhen Yu

"We have to talk.."

2009-07-28T22:30:00.001+08:00

Cracked.com's hilarious video on "If Sex Ed Public Service Announcements were realistic".

If Sex Ed PSAs Were Realistic -- powered by Cracked.com

Hee hee =D

Alex out.

I spent 10 Hours of my Sunday. . .

2009-07-26T21:10:00.004+08:00

. . . at Universiti Malaya attending a BM seminar.

Huh, the things I do sometimes...

People who are completely stoned or smashed could hardly conjure up a more hardcore pastime. . . Oh wait.

I'm not generally well known for being of a patient disposition and spending 10 hours doing anything that doesn't involve me kinesthetically is an anathame to my ruby heart.

Still, the eyeball-popping amount of information that I've allowed an amusing Indian man and a cacat-ed Malay woman to rape my mind with is just what I needed to finally beat the fever and flu I been fightin' for two days.

A bit funny... how this body works. No better panacea for it than education. I guess I won't be needing my pills anymore :D

(not.)

So I've beaten the flu and got myself some learning done. A pretty nerdy way to spend a weekend and I'm mighty grateful for it.

But waking up at 7am on a Sunday is a right sin it is. And sinners go to. . .

. . . PATPONG! 8D

Bwahahahahahahah!

"Bottle of Zinfandel, please."
Alex out.

And the yellow fellow turned 10.

2009-07-18T11:09:00.008+08:00

Good mornin', readers. It's a smashing Saturday; the skies are clear (where I am) and there's a Spongebob marathon running on TV. I'm eating my cereal and chugging a glass of PINK strawberry milk while browsing 4chan and DeviantArt. Somewhere near me on the floor yesterday's newspaper. There are two or more pages dedicated to everyone's favourite cartoon icon since Scooby Doo and his Shaggy friend. I'm talkin 'bout SPONGEBOB.

Spongebob is awesome, I tell you :D

4 seasons and a feature-length movie will speak volumes of his ubiquitous appeal. This amusing little innovation of a marine biologist's questing mind has broken down such barriers and entertained so many that even President Obama and Prime Minister Gordon Brown watch him. Throw in a hilariously dim-witted pink starfish of a best friend, a commando squirrel chick, a money-grubbing boss, and a microscopic one-eyed nemesis and you, ladies and gentlemen, have a recipe for superstardom!

Any other reason why Spongebob's such a captivating icon? Why he's so brilliant?

Here's why. BEST. EXPRESSION. EVER.

So, Happy 10th to Spongebob Squarepants and effing hurrays(!) to a decade of yellow goodness :)

* * *

Been having a satisfactory week so far. Here's an interesting thing that happened to me:

Strength levels up. Body fat down.

Ohhh yeahhhh. My strength levels have increased. I didn't realize it 'til Monday when the girls were off at the breast cancer workshop and me and Adam were doing pushup sets. It was pretty awesome to not feel that much fatigue on the 15th set. My pants have been getting a lil' looser too, so I do believe I'm finally losing some belly fat.

Tee-hee :)

* * *

Anyway, I'm gonna be off to Terry's for a haircut then it's off to Bon Odori!
It's high time I met up with Miss Tall&Gorgeous Woan Ni and my dahling Sheila; I can hardly wait.

Tata readers <3

Alex out.

P.S. "Beauty can be found everywhere. Especially in a beast." -A

Version 3 Rollout

2009-07-12T17:48:00.004+08:00

Herro everybody. Look to the skies! The new header is up!

. . . Version 3 to be exact.

Before your eyes brought you to this post, you might have noticed the poll above. Please do vote for what you think this blog should be called - each and every one of my readers has a stake in the direction this blog takes.

I want to ensure you all have the best possible experience reading it.

Being able to remember my URL faster would be nice, wouldn't it? I seem to think so.

On with the post though. Version 3 is going to be the best look of this blog yet even though I don't plan on changing the current template. Minimalism is and always will be the focus of this blog.

Thanks to Jessica and Padawan, I've been able to implement some minor tweaks to the overall colour scheme that will enhance minute aspects of this blog. Immersion is in the details, so you may not notice them yet. Indeed, that's the whole point. Changes which are largely unnoticeable but add to the overall blog environment.

This would also be a good time to say that bigger things are happening in my life right now - things that supersede this blog. Credit for that should go to the delightfully demented overlords at R.AGE. I've taken to Facebook and Twitter as the primary means of delivering information and updates.

BUT!

Even with these addictive machinations, this gleaming packet of HTML you all know as Alex Leong's blog will not be forgotten. Everything I do to it is for it.

Cheers and I love you all :)

Alex out.

Cheer 09: Beating the Horse.

2009-07-10T23:24:00.001+08:00

Anyone up for some moar video footage from CHEER?

Here's a quickie then.

Cheers <3

Alex out.

Piss-poor odds.

2009-07-10T17:53:00.004+08:00

The Government's decision to revert the teaching of Maths and Science to BM... is nothing but a badly timed political gimmick and a unthinking power play.

I think Dr M's blog post sums up the peoples' opinion pretty well. Go take a look and vote(!) at the poll :)

Piss-poor odds for the Govvie team to convince us they're doing the right thing. I almost pity them fools <3

"...almost."
Alex out.

Cheer 09 Day 2

2009-07-09T22:25:00.000+08:00

Jeng-Jeng-Jeng muthafuckas!

The Cheer 09 Day 2 post is a-up-ah!

The only proper way to begin this post is probably by saying this: "If you weren't there, you missed out big time, bub."

I mean, seriously, the ladies and gentlemen of our cheer-leading squads were out and about strutting their stuff and giving us a hell of a SHOW.

In anticipation of that, I got up at 7, freshened up and left the house at 8. Got there a tad later than expected but it was okay given I was there as a spectator first. I did bring my BRATs badge in case though - Mr Yellow might come in handy.

So there I was, walking into the stadium dressed like a bum with the shorts and T-shirt and sneaker getup. Bumped into Ami and spent some time with her; she came to support Muriel. Shaun See came later on that day to support the Cyrens, his school team.

The crowd turned out in major force on Day 2 of Cheer. Shall I give you an idea of how big the crowd was? Shall I really?

No I shan't.

Cos' y'all weren't there so you couldn't possibly comprehend how dynamic and engaged the madding crowd was :P

They were a raw beast of sound. I liked it very much. Blitzerz had a 1,000 strong mob all bedecked in blue and yellow. Ikea much? Yes indeed. Muriel camped next to them with 50o+ supporters and some conductors while the Dynamitez supporter mob numbered roughly 800.

Xavier had a 1,000-ish fangroup as well if my ailing sight doesn't fail me.

Hey hey, anyway, the teams started performing before their fans got out of hand and what a show they put on! No trick was unimproved from the day before, and no detail was left un-sparkled. The end result was a truly awe-inspiring showcase of talent from Malaysia's best cheer-leading squads.

41 swish-swashling performances later,
10,000 crazed cheerleading fans hitting the fever pitch,
6 hours after the event began,

Malaysia received her new Top 5.

Dynamitez in FIFTH PLACE,

Titans in the FOURTH,

Calyx in THIRD place,

Shirtliff (last year's champs) in SECOND,

Aaaand *drum rolls*

Blitzerz in FIRST PLACE.

Gah, Jesus Christ in a jumpsuit! That's bloody well done for 'em! I seriously believed an all-boys team would win this year but on hindsight, these ladies did just fine. . . Fine enough to bag the gold. 8D

A few hundred boxes of Kleenex later, the crowd settled down, some started leaving, and some mini concert started. Jivin'.

I chilled with Sylvia and the X-plodetes 'til they left. Without further reason to hang around (there was this weird Indian girl singing and dancing onstage WTF people were more interested in her super-cun backup dancers ROFL), Alex left the building and went on his way home.

Cheer 09 was over at last.

Title: A brat and a cheerleader.
(:

...And THAT's one of the ways you spend youself a bitchin' sweet weekend, you sweet bitch you!

Legally lah.

"I hate Sunday nights - that's when the doldrums begin and I getta restless."
Alex out.

EDIT: For pics, go to Sandoi's blog, Kelvin Loh's blog, or Google it. There are dozens of posts on Cheer 09 up for reading!

Cheer 09 Day 1

2009-07-07T20:58:00.005+08:00

Bah, I'm feelin' like a right lazy bum right now... but the fact that you're reading this post must mean that at some point I decided I would post about the first day of Cheer 09.

Started the morning at 7am, left the house at 8am and boarded the train. Bumped into Sandra at Masjid Jamek and we boarded the train connecting to Bukit Jalil. The train ride gave me ample time to reflect on just how slow and inadequate our LRT service is. Perhaps the worst part of that thought was the chilling realization that this LRT service is as good as it gets in Malaysia.

"Yep Yep."

Anyway, upon arriving there the BRATs started the day by interviewing the girls as they were warming up. It quickly became apparent as we interviewed them that this angle would benefit a lot more from a video feature, and so we did it. Here is the shimmering diamond-encrusted fruit of our efforts:

Being a member of the press is THE definitive experience for an event such as this, as we had access to the restricted areas AND we had the best seats in the house. This certainly did keep things flowing as they needed to cuz'...

This year, speed was of the essence. We had to update the public over Twitter on EVERYTHING that went on. Live blogging suddenly seems so sluggish compared to the concise elegance of tweeting. The videos we filmed were all wrapped up and edited by the time the day was done. Talk about efficiency, right? And to think we're still amateurs y'know :D

Is dat sum live blogging in a restricted area I seez?

Now, you could be wondering where all the pictures are. Sad to say, I have none to post. All of 'em are with Mark and Sandra, so to Sandra's blog I will direct you. CLICK.

On to the hosts - Jien was great! He took a while to warm up and stuff and it was pretty evident from his less than funny comments at the beginning, but once he got into his groove the man was a rolling stoneeee. Jeremy of Red FM did a wonderful job considering it was his first time =)

In this picture: NOT Jeremy and NOT Jien.

The cheerleaders themselves were amazing. The all-boys teams did great today and had the crowd all pumped up. The all-girls teams were in top form. Can I say top-er? Cos' they have SERIOUSLY stepped their game up, y'all. The stunts were bigger and bolder, and their moves were generally more synchronized and crisp (like fresh ... salad).

'Twas a pleasant surprise to find out that some BRATs were also on the cheer teams. Major props to these fine ladies. A couple of people from Asiaworks MT were also in there somewhere (HI JONATHAN!).

Some other BRATs like Mark and Tristan came at lunch time. Real nice lah, guys.

Hmmm, what else am I missing? Oh yessss... the fans were absolutely bananas on Saturday. The major teams each had a couple hundred supporters (or more). They were loud. They were really loud. By 10am the Blitzerz and Muriel camps had worked up a sweat. Dynamitez had a walking stick of dynamite this time around and he was one helluva sight :D

The performances all went smoothly and I managed to catch up with my lovely ladies in red - the X-plodetes. They didn't make it into the Top Fifteen but they still rocked lah :3

I left the stadium after it all ended with Mark since he was taking the train as well. Got home feeling rather senget but I shrugged it off. One more day, after all~

"It takes 20 minutes to travel 5km in a train. TWENTY MINUTES, muthafucka. My granny can run faster."

"Boom Boom Pow"
Alex out.

EDIT: There ARE some pics lah. Just uploaded.

Cheer 09 Day 1 and 2! A summary-preview-thing.

2009-07-05T22:48:00.004+08:00

Righto, I've just emerged from an emergency life pod strapped to the bottom of my rocketship.

...That rocketship is a wonderful dreamland called CHEER 09 and I was privileged enough to not only be there for both days but I was also there as a BRAT. This means I had virtually unlimited roaming space thanks to Mr Yellow STAR Badge.

Hmhmhmhm :)

Managed to squeeze in some time with my ladies in red and white - the X-plodetes! Yes, that means you too Sylvia! (especially youuuuuu)

I should seriously give you girls a trophy for being such sweethearts and putting in your best efforts. Cos' unlike the other teams, I had a rough picture of how grueling your training was.

All the teams were fantastic, the performances were for the most part brilliant and lively, and man, Santwon and Tai (is that how you spell it?) are possibly the most interesting judges for any competition ever!

But I can tell ya, being there can really suck the mojo out of anyone. Oh yes, even me. I'm like, so shocked, girlfriend. *bimbo-s*

And hence because of that, all you get tonight is a summary/preview of what COULD be a proper blog update. Deal widdit, wimminz.

"I know you know he knows she says. But I. Don't. Care. <3"

Alex out.

Lacedaemon's Trembling Keep

2009-07-03T22:16:00.002+08:00

Foo. The second round of exams for this year are officially over.

:)

I wagged school on Tuesday, Wednesday and today cos' I didn't have papers on Tuesday and Wednesday. Today was just cos' the family had an appointment with the dentist - just a normal checkup and scaling.

There isn't altogether very much to tell y'all about, cept' that I'll be at Cheer 09 tomorrow rooting for my favourite X-plodetes (<3 <3<3) and that I'll be there as a BRAT. Look forward to it like I do! :D

I just set up the Facebook event page for the Surian Prom '09. The first batch of invites are out, the committee has their own group, and I hope you readers will support our endeavor. If all goes well, we might even set up a blog for the prom proper and ta-da, we have the whole smexy deal x)

Right. Time to go off now. Cheers, good men and women.

"Say the word and the world will follow."
Alex out.

Death of the King.

2009-06-26T21:47:00.005+08:00

Once in a while, once in a "very long" while, a living legend passes on.

As of 5.21am today, Michael Jackson, the King of Pop, has passed on.

Yet in death this living legend will ascend and become a true legend. He will inspire even from beyond the grave through his lyrics and his songs.

. . .

I know the Internet is abuzz with the news, so what difference would this humble tribute make? Meh, the fact is... the King of Pop is the talent of the century, perhaps one of the greatest talents of the last millennium even.

He sings, he dances, he composes and writes his songs... did I mention his dancing looks so effortless as if he's not quite touching the ground. It's like the dude's a friggin' elf (eldar, elder, etc etc). And he invents all his own dance moves! This man's on fire!

HOO!
*tries to imitate MJ's vocal hiccup* *FAILS*

I'm currently blogging whilst watching Channel V's Tribute to Michael Jackson. The radio channels have been playing the fella nonstop since 7am. One like me can only predict the media floodgate has only just opened; the video tributes and extensive curriculum vitae features will probably last at least a week.

I love little Michael. I love black Michael.

And oh yeah, Farrah Fawcett and the guy who was The Fly (EDIT: Ed McMahon) passed away as well on this day. Hmm, I wonder if they would've received more media coverage if they'd passed away a week ago? Most plausible, that.

. . .

Ohfarkingbabi /b/'s flooding with threads about Michael Jackson. Virtual cries of "GOODNIGHT SWEET PRINCE" sing across the boards of 4chan. Even venerable IGN has their own feature article on MJ.

Did anyone do that for Ed McMahon? Or Farrah Fawcett?

. . . Nope. Searched, checked, still nuthin'.

Doh! I wanna embed MJ's Thriller video here cos' it's oh-so-entertaining and it's one of his best videos ever! All the Youtube Thriller vids have embedding disabled for some strange reason.

So, CLICKETH HERE FOR FULL 70s CHEESY MOCK-HORROR AWESOMENESS.

And with that, I bid you adieu. Goodbye, Michael. Or should I say, goodnight? :)

"Don't stop til' you get enough."

Alex out.

A Father Can Govern A Hundred Sons....

2009-06-21T21:09:00.004+08:00

. . . but a hundred sons cannot govern a father.

So it's Father's Day today and a lotta people ought to be out having lunch or dinner with their dads. It's a positive stroke of luck that our family doesn't buy into the whole brouhaha this time of year.

I thought I should blog about it anyway though. So here goes.

"Well old man. It's been an interesting trip so far.

I almost wish you could read this; you're on Facebook and all and this blog ain't exactly discreet. Still, I figured I would put down in words what you couldn't know this Father's Day.

You're a right arse. Oh yeah, you are. Wanna know why? I'll tell you. Dad, being a father and owning that responsibility doesn't end at conception. The true measure of a man begins when his child is born. It takes true courage to raise a kid these days, just like it's always been.

Sometimes I wonder if things woulda been different if you and Mom stuck together, but such thoughts were moot. Pointless conjecture that wouldn't change anything or get me anywhere. I wouldn't have turned out the way I am now if it was any other way.

I wouldn't have had it any other way.

But who knows? You had your reasons for cheating, you cheated and so Mom made you leave. That was simple enough for me to understand way back then.

Even so, I think no man should commit to a woman unless he's willing and ready to weather the journey with her. It's difficult to accept what you did to us. Very difficult indeed.

Still I did. But it doesn't mean I'm ready to forgive you for it. Forgiveness is not something a 17-year old can dispense to his 45-year old father so easily. Heh. It's ridiculous; pretty funny even... to see how far we've all come along without you.

"This is a picture of my Dad. Note the resemblance?"

I tried to remember all the things you did for Beth and me and I was pleasantly surprised to find that I could recall a lot of fond memories. There were times you quite obviously sidelined us but you still came through often enough for me to keep you as a father figure.

So this Father's Day, I suppose the message of the day is: You're a great Dad, Dad. Just not a very good husband.

Have a nice one. I'll be seeing you.

Alex out.

Playing sum Halo 3 on a 200-foot screen (:

2009-06-21T19:19:00.003+08:00

. . . is what some crazy mofos in Texas did. Ever itching to prove that they're not easily outdone, some fanboys used a 160-by-72 foot (not inches!) screen to play some Xbox 360 games. They used the massive LCD display Texas Cowboys Stadium for this event, which is surely the largest screen ever used for gaming. Boy, I wish we had a screen THAT big over here to hijack.

"Now ah won't need tuh weah dem goggles, ma."

Epic win? Boleh gak x)

"History is whatever man can make it - it's at best, fiction and at worst, propaganda."
Alex out.

POW!

2009-06-19T23:23:00.005+08:00

This week's been unusually busy.

I've had to finish and execute a survey and report for an English Oral test, which was on Thursday;

I've had to redo my entire Moral Kerja Kursus since the old one got itself lost;

I've had to hand in TWO whole Chemistry projects in a single week, which is more than I get in a month;

And I've been going to the gym thrice for about 2 hours a day.

You're bored. Have a picture.

At the National Monument. Have another one.

ala Tugu Negara (:
The rest are on Kah Jun's Facebook. More will be uploaded to my account.

pretty. soon.

Second term exams are a-comin.

I'm as unprepared for this as a unprepared llama with its saddle off in the midst of a Western firefight.

Ooh, the coming weeks are going to be a stretch. I'm expecting no less than a total drain in my self-confidence, followed by a boost in guilt (over not studying).

But what else can be said of these exams? They're utter rubbish: a waste of time and resources, not to mention being a total downer for students.

If the Ministry of Education had their fucking hats on straight, they would adopt the Australian/American model of assessments which produce thinking students instead of our brain-draining hash-slinging exam model.

Still, with half a year left in this shit-stain of a farce of a schooling system, I suppose I'll just be a good little Malaysian boy and finish it off. After all, now that Mr Muhyiddin has so nicely revealed that a 'Pass' in BM is all we need to graduate high school, I barely have to prepare myself for anything.

Maths? Can piss off.

Sejarah? Puh-leese. Loose Romans in Aisle 6.

Moral? Tut-tut, Maimun dahling.

It's really obvious that the only thing you people are interested in doing is to coach us to score As. Not a bad thing, I know. For most of us in private schools, it's what our parents pay so much moolah for. Yet, let's look at it this way. We're in a national system which doesn't reward high school graduates based on merit and allows students to graduate WITHOUT passing English . . . wow, there's not a lotta motivation to aim high. Why couldn't Suria just adopt O-Levels sooner?

*MASSIVE SIGH*

So if I fail, don't blame me. You can't, in fact, blame any of us for failing. I'm just another victim of this insufferable tirade of nonsense our leaders keep throwing at us. My generation is a casualty of ignorance.

Whatever. It doesn't concern me right? Alex Leong has options aplenty. YOU have options aplenty.

I may fail on paper. But I will live on to succeed in real life.

You can too.

The message of today is: Guys and girls, don't get too stressed out over the exam and SPM. It really won't affect your life that much.

"Slither Wither 8D"

Back from BRATs

2009-06-13T21:56:00.006+08:00

Alex Leong is TIRED.

I'm drained, pooped, exhausted; a shell with the life essence drained out of me, I can't focus on anything for more than a minute without nodding off.

:)

And what could possibly wear me out faster and more effectively than, say, the Tabata Method? The BRATs workshop in Ipoh, of course! That crazy stint took a lot out of me.

3 days of waking up at 6 and sleeping past midnight and walking around Ipoh and Kuala Kangsar will do that.

So too will 3 days of deadlines and freaking out and laughing and screaming and meekly listening to Ivy's lectures and haranguing on our sucky articles.

3 days of staring up into the sky, and into cups of tea, trying to discern some indecipherable message within. And forging new bonds with all sorts of fascinating people.

Mmhmm, the R.AGE editorial team and our BRATs Seniors - Ivy, Niki, Ian, Sharmila, Sam, Leong, and Stanley, Suraya, Sandra - are some really cool people! They may not sing or dance or steal things, but they do win awards for epic journalism, and they do take supremo photos!

And Jason of JasonMumbles was there too, and he's like a really neat guy. He had some great advice to give us about blogging. He's also got this soft voice that seems so odd yet fitting coming from his Bearish-ness.

So, you know a bit about the super men and women behind the BRATs Ipoh workshop. Now let's get to the next bit, which is about the participants.

Group 1 =)
Also known as Team Fabulosity <3

I was pretty surprised to discover that most of the BRATs are girls. It never occurred to me. I guess I took it for granted that the guys were simply less active post-workshop. Boy, was that awkward....

So the only guys there were me, Stanley, Mark, Leonard and Hau Tian. Had loadsa fun with the crazy cavemen. Heh. Overall, the workshop taught me quite a few new things and refined some stuff I already knew. Pretty much winrar material =]

And I'm sure pictures would do this post a lot more help than flowery language, so drop by the R.AGE BRATs Blog (where I also post), Facebook and Stan Da Man's blog for pictures and more info on the winsome madness that was BRATs Ipoh!

Before I forget, Alex Leong is now on Twitter! 8D

Add me: thealexleong

See you there!

"The hash-slinging slasher! D:"
Alex out.

BRATs Ipoh: Day 3

2009-06-12T18:15:00.003+08:00

Day 3 already...

Time does fly when you're having fun...

And when you've got a 10 o'clock deadline to submit two 800-word articles and a photo essay. Great jumping jacks . _ .

That's a pretty massive workload for me, cos' everyone knows how lazy I am. Procrastination, why dost thou love me? That aside, the work's pretty reasonable and the deadline can be achieved... THANKS TO MY ULTRA SEXY UBER TUBER TEAM 8D

We're Team Fabulosity. What would you expect?

"I am the hammer..."
Alex out.

BRATs Ipoh: Day 2

2009-06-11T21:21:00.003+08:00

Currently blogging from Stan (da man)'s laptop in Ipoh.

BRATs IS FUN.

Bye.

EDIT: Oh hai guise. That WAS a pretty short post. The BRATs workshop is ridiculously fun stuff, if not work-heavy. Oh crap, wait, it's both. A proper post on Day 3 (which we're at now) is coming now.

"Get outta there,
You silly dog.
You're not a hot dog,
You're a DOG dog."
Alex out.

2009-06-06T23:05:00.002+08:00

The IGN Gameplay Trailer for ODST has dropped. Wazaaaa!

Halo 3: ODST at IGN.com

22nd September!

"Random line of the day: "Look at me, you skanky twink!"
Alex out.

E3. Square Enix. 2K. Relic. Gearbox. Raven House. EA.

2009-06-05T11:01:00.005+08:00

So, I bring you more personal highlights from that Christmas cathedral of Padawan's (and occasionally my) post-humanist existence - E3. Enjoy..?

1. The writeup of Square Enix's press conference is up on GS. A tad unfortunate that the peoplez there were PMS-ing too hard to allow filming.

2. Square Enix has a new action RPG game called Nier in the works. It's got blood and gore in it, and the protagonist is NOT a handsome, perfectly groomed and smooth-skinned teenage boy with a big sword. Surprises abound eh? The protagonist looks more like a haggard top-baring Viking .... with an even bigger sword. Hoorahhhhh.

3. Bioshock 2. 2K's got a mean streak when it comes to games. By that I mean, AWESOME. Bioshock 2 is lookin' so bitchingly smooth that I can scarce control my need to play it. WHY, 2K, WHY???

4. Relic's Warhammer 40K title which I posted yesterday received some GS attention. Here's a pretty neat developer interview which offers some tasty nuggets of info about the upcoming action RPG title: Space Marine. FOR THE EMPEROR!

5. 2K Games and Gearbox's Borderlands. What fascinated me from the get-go is the mention of Gearbox... I remember them collaborating with Bungie to produce the first Halo, which most Halo fans generally believe to be the best in the franchise. So they've been working on Borderlands for a while, and are now ready to show us the fruits of their labor. It's two things: cel-shaded and an RPG shooter. I like cel-shaded, I like RPGs, and I like shooters. It will definitely be on my radar in the coming months...

6. Raven House's Singularity. A puzzle shooter which puts you in the boots of a crashed American fighter pilot who ends up on this mysterious Russian island. He then finds a Time Manipulation Device and hey, presto! You can now age your enemies into dust or revert them in time to a primordial human. You can use your powers to restore entire buildings or destroy them utterly. For you see, the premise of the story is that the island was the site of research into Element 99, which allows control over space and time, and something horrible happened. So now the island exists in a temporal loop, ping-ponging between 1950s and 2010. Cool shit? You bet.

7. Army of Two: The 40th Day. I missed out on the first Army of Two... mostly cos' I thought it sucked. Then I played it a while after it came out and figured it still sucked, just not as much as I thought it would. Then now the sequel's been announced, and it looks to be one of the better co-op based shooters around. The player and weapon customization have been ramped up a lot. And you get to fire automatic weapons in Shanghai Zoo... which isn't really an ideal place to be doing that. Yay 8D

Mmmm mmm. Darlin', we got ourselves a fine lineup.

"Cheers, gamers. Cheers, people."
Alex out.

E3: Warhammer 40K: Space Marine

2009-06-04T15:44:00.002+08:00

Homygod.

I can't wait 8D

"They want to steal this world.
Let them try."
Alex out!

The Mission Continues...

2009-06-02T20:45:00.000+08:00

More Mass Effect 2 News & Previews

SQUEE 8D

Alex out.

E3. Microsoft.

2009-06-02T15:42:00.004+08:00

Holy crapping pants.

I just finished watching 112 minutes of video footage from this year's E3 Microsoft Keynote address. Impressive... They said this year was more Show than Tell... I have to agree. About a dozen cool things to pique my interest and warm my heart towards Microsoft's console. Y'know, the one I own?

Five things Xbox 360 owners can and should look forward to, in no particular order, START!

1. Joe Staten's epic address = HALO 3: ODST! My pulse soared when the lights dimmed and Marty 'O Donnell's trademark brand of music played. HALO 3: ODST looks so yummy, so inviting... September 22nd is too far away for my liking at this moment in time. And as if that wasn't enough... Staten announced a top-secret Bungie project: HALO: REACH. The prequel to HALO finally realizes its destiny of becoming interactive. My world is now bathed in the glow of a thousand plasma pistols.

More Halo 3: ODST Info

In ODST, we'll be looking forward to a radically different playing style as you play from a few perspectives, use cover and stealth, wield the silenced SMG and M6D uberpistol and most importantly, no Spartan Super-soldier or pseudo-naked AI! Yeee :]

2. Modern Warfare 2. Standalone franchise goodnessssssss. The first Modern Warfare set the standard for shooters to come in terms of both graphical precision and smooth gameplay couple with an engaging plot. The sequel looks to be much more immersive and entertaining than I'd thought possible.

3. OH FARK! Metal Gear Solid: Rising on the 360! I see what Padawan meant by the music thing and Hideo Kojima appearing and speaking in his funny Japanese accent. Oh, so it's not MGS4 (which is a huge bummer...) but it's about as good, cos' it features everyone's favourite effete male half-dead ninja cyborg 8D

They changed it from Stealth Espionage Action to Lighning Bolt Action. "A completely new Metal Gear experience!"Go Raiden!

Click here for info.

4. Netflix (Instant and in 1080p), Last.fm, Twitter and Facebook on the 360. A better online experience. What more need I say? :)

5. Project Natal. Padawan's got it bad for this. I do too. Natal promises to do away with controllers, making your body the ultimate 360 controller. Face and voice recognition, full motion capture for more than one person and true physics will break down the last barriers standing between gamers and... YOU, the non-gamers.

For too long, non-gamers have been intimidated by the complexity of gaming controls. This has been one of the primary reasons behind their reluctance to just jump in. I'm glad to say that if Natal becomes a reality, that reason may just vanish.

* * *

E3 2009 truly is a watershed for Microsoft and its ~~slaves~~ followers, nay, ALL gamers, this year. So what're you waiting for? Get a 360 and Jump In!

"In the beginning, lies the end."
Alex out.

Raging Reds! Fight On! the story of the 2009 Sports Day. Flagbearer

2009-05-28T23:13:00.007+08:00

"WHO ARE WE!?"

The bellow escapes my lips in a rush of heated air, expelled from my lungs in a hoarse burst of noise. My face, if I could remove myself from it and observe it, is contorted in a mask of sheer aggression and passion.

"RED HOUSE!"

Comes the resounding reply. Arrayed in neat rows and columns before me are the young men and women, boys and girls of Red House. The elite, the few, the proud. Never mind that most of the time they skip practice or act like imbeciles. This morning, nothing can go wrong.

I glance to my left and espy the Captain, resplendent in all his crimson glory. The cape and feathered crown we've worked on for two full days catches the crisp morning light like a cathedral window. James to my right looks imposing yet oddly adorable; his shaman's outfit makes him look like an overgrown, bald Ewok. Vicky is radiant this morning in her red dress. I take a deep breath and look to the sky. No clouds. Not a single sign of rain - a good portent.

The flag feels perfect in my hand: Not too heavy - I'm accustomed to it already, it's shaft is pitted and rough - from all the previous flag bearers before me, it feels balanced and lithe... like a python coiled into a slender rod in my hand. The thought enters my mind for the thousaundth time this month. THIS is power. THIS is the avatar of Red House's fighting soul.

I exhale slowly and grin at my companions. It's been almost two-score days that we've traveled. This is it, this is the moment it all comes to fruition. Around us Blue, Green and Yellow regalia comprise an ocean of colors amongst which Red forms a quarter. The blue sky is paling with the light of the dawn, and at this moment I take in the beauty of the spectacle. In the back of my head, 'From Yesterday' by 30 Seconds to Mars is playing. I silently chuckle at this. And resume my stance, feet apart and both hands grasping the flag pole in a sword grip.

Tension.

Baited breath.

The order is given. . . and the march begins.

Calvin and his crack squad of prefects bearing the Jalur Gemilang are first into the breach. Two years ago, I too was a member of that crack squad. It does me proud to witness the next generation of Surian prefects taking on the role of the guardians of traditions. The prefects follow next and they do not disappoint. Brisk motions and excellent synchronization are the standard to which all marching uniformed bodies in the school should look to for inspiration.

Some hum-drum uniformed bodies march past the stand after that, and I observe with a keen eye that Suria now has a marching band. For now, they're merely tolerable, but one can hope that they may yet hone themselves into one unified instrument.

The age-old music blares on from speakers around the stadium.

Blue House and Green House commence their march. We get the signal, and Red House moves as one. Earlier in the month, we'd fretted over the lack of discipline in our house. How, we wondered, could we ever hope to win Best Marching? It seemed pretty much hopeless when our people exhibited all the self-control of a band of cavemen in a lightning storm. Then I decided to propose that we used this to our advantage.

"Native Americans. Red Indians!"

Boy, that's some brilliant shit, Alex!

The irony of the situation is not lost on me this morning as we march forward, around the curving lines of the track and forward once more. As they announce our contingent, James and I leap into action, running ahead of the Reds with me waving the flag about like a spear and lashing it back and forth, and James woofing like a Red Indian. It is a rush, if you will, a burst of energy that only youth can muster. Red House is the wild card. We are stallions untethered.

The contingent catches up and we slide back into place, marching on until we turn into the field and face the stand and the bleachers. The scale of what we've done hits me like a kick in the head. I love it.

The rites of Oath commence and proceed admirably, then Mr Ng gives his speech and my right hand goes numb from lack of movement. Midway during the speech I'm sweating like a hog and try to swap hands without anyone noticing. Once the speech is done with, the contingents make their way off the field and back to their seats and some will prepare for the day's events.

"Mission Accomplished."

Alex out.

"I'm a dude playin' a dude disguised as another dude!"

2009-05-24T00:08:00.006+08:00

"It ain't nothing but a thang."

Watched Tropic Thunder with the Sis just now on DVD. Massive must-watch, guys. It's pretty bloody hilarious and execute brilliantly given it's directed by Ben Stiller!

The casting is flawless and the script is as riddled with the F-bomb and friends as a Chow Kit hooker gets banged. A very POPULAR hooker, I think. Tom Cruise and Robert Downey Jr steal the show, fullstop.

"It's obviously fake. Look, it's all corn syrup and latex."
*tastes*
Okay, BLOOD-flavored corn syrup and latex then."

WIN. whee

"I'm a rooster illusion."
Alex out.

210509

2009-05-21T20:47:00.003+08:00

Currently watching American Idol finale just had delicious dinner after getting back from a brief but intense gymming session with the guys which really humbled me I'm now chatting with sexy Sylvia and contemplating the next novel to read I bought three new ones over the weekend got Chris Roberson's novelization of Dawn of War 2 and Ben Counter's Daemon World and Dan Simmons' OLYMPOS I've just finished both the 40K novels and my god Jesus is a cool fella but Air Gear and BLEACH are so awesome right now Naruto's getting so sentimental and boring Allison Iraheta is so gooood and Black Eyed Peas' Boom Boom Pow is a brilliant piece of music Danny Gokey's rendition of Hello rivals and surpasses David Cook's on many levels and WTF KISS performing with Adam Lambert it's so mind-blowingly epic he fits in perfectly oooh Michael Sarver the grizzly bear is performing with a country band and it's so cute it's got banjoes and cellos and violins and shiz Tatiana is an annoying attention-crazed bimbo yes Bikini Girl got hotter Adam Lambert is singing 'We Are The Champions' with Queen and Kris Allen it's a really fitting song given that they've both come so far and OH NOES KRIS ALLEN WON wuddya mean he won bible boys aren't supposed to win no this was supposed to be a landmark victory for gays in America shit this is anticlimactic and chilling gonna go cool off now and start reading OLYMPOS kthxbai

"Karnulon is dead. My name is Arguleon Veq.
DUM-DUM-DUMMMMMM"
Alex out.

The Aramus Gambit, the Angel's Call.

2009-05-19T21:38:00.007+08:00

Between editing videos and playing Velvet Assassin, my week so far has been pretty busy.

Watched Angels and Demons on Saturday with Daddy-O and the Sis. The movie was gorgeous, that much I'll admit, and two thirds of the scenes panned out as I'd envisioned them while reading the novel.

Yes, I have a vivid imagination.

Rawrrr :3

FAIL?

But the movie failed in all too many aspects, most of which I've duly bitched about to anyone and everyone who's bothered to ask about how it went. For your reading pleasure, I've distilled the essence of how the movie adaptation of Angels and Demons went from Triple-A to FUBAR within 5 minutes of the credits.

Some spoilers may ensue. Please be pleasing to be putting on flame-suits please.

1. Vittoria's dad is no longer her dad!
How utterly outrageous is this faggotry!? They lost a lot of emotional impact by removing him from the plot and replacing him with a third-rate Eurotrash stereotype! SILVANO, they called him! There was a perfectly good reason Dan Brown invented Leonardo Vetra, and I'm afraid the director and his scriptwriters dropped the ball on that one. Big time.

2. Camerlengo doesn't die alone at all in the book.
He's supposed to become Pope for a few hours then walk into the College of Cardinals and get mindfucked by Robert Langdon. He then storms out and douses himself with oils and appears in front of millions of adoring faithful, at which point he spontaneously combusts and disappears in a pillar of fire, "leaving nary an ash behind".

3. Cardinal Baggia survives being drowned in the Piazza Navona and then becomes Pope, and Robert Vittoria get a SWAT team and go all 'Cops' on the Assassin's butt??? What the eff???
I don't know where the hell they get off doing that. At this point, Dan Brown must've choked on his caviar bagel and 5-million dollar coffee breakfast and muttered "GG, bitches!". For the record, Baggia dies cos' Assassin fights Robert, attempts to drown him, Robert fakes drowning and Assassin carries off Vittoria as a trophy and BAGGIA DIES.

4. Maximilian Kohler does not exist in the film. What the DON.
He was supposed to tape the Camerlengo's confession and self-branding, not the chief of Vatican security. Vatican chief only pops in AFTER Kohler gets capped and then kenas the bullet. Instead, they opted to save money and use Vatican chief as a scapegoat. Sad stuff, and that for me, was inexcusable.

5. St Peter's tomb is a hole in the ground? WTF?
This is where I was tremendously let down. Thanks to having an extremely active imagination, I'd envisioned the necropolis where St Peter's tomb was built to be a immense cavernous underground city, with the foundations of the Vatican high above like a concrete sky. Unfortunately, nothing quite so lofty or epic ever happened. Disappointing factor five thousand, plz.

6. Robert Langdon didn't get into the helicopter with Camerlengo!
Fuck that shit, he was supposed to get in with Camerlengo, then get screwed in the arse when Camerlengo reveals that there's only one parachute and takes it, leaving Robert with nothing better than a tweed coat to break his fall. Oh look, his earlier visit to CERN (which never takes place in the movie ahem) teaches him aerodynamics and how to break his fall, and he steers into the Tiber River, and miraculously lives, albeit destroying the only copy of Diagramma Veritas IN EXISTENCE. This also never occurs in the movie.

7. Robert Langdon doesn't get to have hot tantric sex with Vittoria at the end of the movie.
If you've read the novel, you'd probably have picked up on the fact that she's a yoga master at CERN. So aside from being a marine biologist, she could technically make you blow your load fifty times in a minute. Poor Tom Hanks... two movies and he's still not getting any...

Vittoria: No I won't give you a blowblow. Go away you double-jointed freak.

8. Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego the Illuminati Diamond!? They replaced the final (and most ingenious) Illuminati brand with a ghey pair of crossed keys!

HEO.

So in light of all these astonishingly brazen bumbles and bungles, is Angels and Demons worth watching?

. . .

Yes.
Yes, it is. But read the novel afterwards for a better experience.
That much I will say.
Oh, and watching Star Trek or Terminator Salvation immediately after may offset the disappointment over the lack of WIN.

* * *

Next batch of Youtube madness concocted in the forges of Hell... up for thine consumption!

theMasked!

Sixteen!

The Duo!

Stars of Suria!

* * *

Red House is in second place! 607 points! *ROAR!*

"I crave for....."
Alex out.

Clone Eta.

2009-05-17T21:53:00.002+08:00

More videos from Teachers' Day completed! Huzzahhhhh! ;D

V-Elementz!

Hardstyle Republic!

Moto-Moto!

Handsome Girls!

"Really, I wish it were that simple."
Alex out.

2009-05-17T15:43:00.003+08:00

Hola people.

Primary batch of videos is up for your daily Youtube consumption! :)

Pretty Boys!

SilverFlair: Prepare for Devastate!

SilverFlair: Devastate!

Three Blind Mice!

Coming soon: Moto-Moto, Sixteen, Hardstyle Republic and more!

"Youtube whoring mode toggled to ON."
Alex out.

Terribber flers.

2009-05-05T21:16:00.002+08:00

Bah, just got back from an invigorating workout.

Aliff (fitness trainer guy) is back from Sarawak (!) so he was spotting for me, Ish and Shahnaz. And yes, that's the proper spelling apparently...

New guy joined us today - Kimi. He's Ish's nephew. Tall son of a bitch... pretty strong too. We did some bicep curls and reverse curls while chatting about the hot new Venezuelan chick who's taken to sunbathing daily in a bikini. At our condo's pool. She's like Kim Kardashian, only slimmer and more sultry. Did I mention she's jailbait too? 15 only. Ooooh, deadly sial <3

Nampak sekali pun boleh stim :P

Whew :3

Anyhoooooooooow, Red House should be having practices for 100m tomorrow. Man oh man, you bastards better do some good or I'mma wipe Ah Looi's arse with your faces. I'm referring mainly to the Senior 1s and 2s cos' they show all the enthusiasm of an 6-year old kid with ADD watching paint dry. 'Tis a plague, this insouciant behaviour towards Sports Day. By Alex's reckoning, if you CAN perform, do your fuckin' best and score some points. The ones who CAN'T perform, try hard and just support the ones who can with all your fackin' might.

Unfortunately, and it irks me very much to say, most of the Senior 1s and 2s act like they couldn't care less about it and don't apply themselves to anything. Oh. Well. The Senior 4s and 5s do care, and we'll bloody well compensate for you lifeless blokes. But just remember it's your loss, and this will apply to everything else you do in life. And nyet, masturbating does not count as a sport.

YET.

So please don't saunter up to the starting line and whip it out when the whistle blows. Something's gonna blow, don't worry 'bout that, darlings... just make sure it's the whistle.

x)

* * *

English Oral was so-so. I didn't present as well as I had intended to, but I still got a 10. Pretty satisfied with the end result, I guess.

"I never really understood that line. The point was to inhale. That was the point."

-Barack Obama, when asked if he'd ever smoked and inhaled marijuana.
(:
Alex out!

2009-05-02T01:22:00.003+08:00

Today. . .

Just a couple of updates to the linklist and calendar.

And this!

Haha! Cheers', y'all!

Alex out.

The End of the Krispy Kuest.

2009-04-29T23:26:00.000+08:00

So check this shit out yo. Muthafuckas be trippin', shordie. *waves my gat in your ghetto face*

KISS KISS BANG BANG, BITCHIZ.

Aye aye?

Had enough of the gangsta-negro English, sha.

Let me tell you about the epic win that was the Krispy Kreme campout.

My pictures will hopefully do a lot more talking than my sudden vocabularic seizure. Mofo made that word up, see? And for some inexplicable reason that quite escapes any logical cogitation, the timeline of the pictures is inverted, from the latest to the earliest shots we took.

Nike Overplays. I been wearing 'em on the regular since 2007 now. Gosh, I really HAVE worn the shit out of them. *runs off to get new sneakers*

A box of Krispy Kreme donuts on my kitchen counter.... ON. MY. KITCHEN. COUNTER.

People starting to buy KK donuts.

Bilal pimping our medals. Bilal, pimping. *giggles like a silly piglet* Sure finished.

Friends and family of the bigshots. The upper floor of KK was open only to us, the press and the VIPs.

The press making Joey's day.

American Ambassador to Malaysia. Made everyone nervous that some Taliban feller would blow up Krispy Kreme cos he was here. And he was.. y'know, from America... . ______ .

Krispy Kreme's regional overlord and dictator-for-life.

Press dudes making a big deal out of a donut shop opening. Oh shi-

Nicholas and Joey.

By about 7am on Monday, people had already started lining up. Some of them really thought that they would be able to be first in line. So it's easy to see why a third of them turned and walked away hurriedly when they saw us standing there. With our sleeping bags and laptops and guitars.

At about 6.30, this van randomly showed up and everyone started clawing at it like zombies. Armed guards formed a perimeter around it and allowed it to safely disgorge its sweet, sweet cargo.

Great success 8D

Sunday night's campers. Yayyy *whisper cheers and sips some Scotch*

Nicholas and Jo Yi joined us on Sunday. Still no other people at the time so they slotted into 5th and 6th position like a lubed up Fleshlight. A bit later on in the evening, we were (finally) joined by 10 people from APIT College (Happy Birthday again, Michael), 3 people who looked like they jumped out of an engineering firm in Singapore, and 2 dudes who probably came straight from Amazing Race Asia. Cheers, fellas, for helping spike my Red Bull with whiskey. Awesome much :D

Sunday morning's coffee.

Bilal's "I've got a morning wood" face. Vereh naihs.

Chen's ruddy arse on ... Sunday morning. Joey in the background.

Us watching Borat at 3am in the morning.

"I'm-a Borat. I like-a sex."

1 Day Left.

It so happened, and quite happily might I add, that Spritzer was organizing this music festival thing on Saturday. So we were camped right next to it and some random fellas popped up and started a-dancing, and a-singin' and playing their little miniature banjos and stuff. Uhm, Rynn Lim and Marsha were performing, but I don't know either one so I didn't really pay attention... or anthing... D:

Beef Chili from Wendy's. Another American fast food franchise brought to you by: BERJAYA Corporation. Making your belly fat and your wallet thin. Doo-Doo-Dooooo-Doo.

Melia.

And, this is us. Four crazy people hobo-ing in front of a donut shop at 5pm on Saturday. I should say that ~~hordes~~ quite a few people stopped to stare, laugh, take photos, and ask us what the fuck we were doing.

Think we're so funny? Who's laughin' now man. We gots free donuts, media and hookers and shit. And hookers. You got-

... sanity, I guess.

*farts*

Sucks, huh?

Anyway, since then me and my friends have been appearing on the evening news, some newspapers and websites and crazy stuff like that. Massively awesome, and we'd do it again in a flash.

Next time... will you join us, readers?

"We Sing. We Dance. We Camp for Donuts!"

Alex out ;]

K-K-K-K-Krispyyyy Krrrreme!

2009-04-24T22:52:00.003+08:00

Gonna be camping outside of Krispy Kreme from tomorrow evening til Monday.

Anyone wanna join?

You really can't miss it; it's right at the entrance of Times Square. And if you decide not to camp with us, at the very least show up and give us some lurve <3

KJ's ~~extremely~~ a tad pessimistic about it. Mentioned something about us getting beaten the shit out of by the bumis. Uhm, okay man.... You really made me feel good about it...

Not.

Oh well, doesn't do anything to derail my plans. Besides, Joey's old man did promise there would be security. Right?

Right...? D:

Alex out.

BloodBoil

2009-04-22T22:35:00.004+08:00

The Sons of Dorn shall make you quiver.

Midweek update ahoy! :]

Had a brief but intense workout with Ish and Syanaz today. Tried bicep curls and found out I could actually lift [--] kilos. And I'm not gonna post any figures related to my gymming here for fear that I'd either make a complete arse of myself... or make you tremble in abject despair.

Rofl :3

Either ways, it was satisfying. Got up, had dinner, then had tuition with the Siva. Finished up Tales of Heresy (and might I say it was deliciously bloody) and I'm now sitting here in front of the laptop typing away merrily AS IF I DIDN'T HAVE TEN-COUNT'EM-TEN FACKING MORAL ESSAYS TO COMPLETE. BY HAND.

Oh Imperator. I'm finished . _ .

"Back to the grindddd."

Alex out.

HELP.

2009-04-19T10:13:00.005+08:00

Hullo gays.

It was a pretty eventful week... The Debate Competition at HELP (of which I shall tell you in greater detail) contributed greatly to that.

SO, on the 14th, the school's official Debate Team set forth to HELP University College to ~~wage holy war on the infidels~~ fight for glory. Got to school at about 7.30, left at 8.30, and got there around 9.30. Then we found out that our group was only due for 2pm, and there was much thrashing of Mr Ali.

We spent a greater part of those few hours getting our awesomeness honed into a keen adamantium blade, with Mr Ali grilling all of us in turn. By us... I mean Padawan, Joo, and me. The motion, as we had selected at the workshop last Saturday, was "This House would not experiment on animals for human benefit." We were the Opposition. Ze-Lyn and Khoo Jun did a wonderful job as coordinators and found us tons of useful points :)

Lunch happened at Kenny Roger's and I realized that yet again, I was broke. Thank the almighty space man for helping me remember to randomly reach into the freezer and take whatever looked edible in there for lunch. As luck would have it, it was totally delish. As luck would also have it, two-thirds of it were frozen rock-solid. It was like I was using my fork and spoon as a chisel and hammer; yummy Teriyaki-basted eel fillets and rice blasted off the frozen hunk like so many pieces of detritus.

We concluded our lunching and chiseling and Yohoho-ing before the waiter started bugging us that this table was reserved by a dude called Azlin. Hurhurhur.

By now, all six of us (Mr Ali included) were positively humming with the magical essence of confidence and couldn't wait for the debate. Alas, Mr Ali had to adjudicate for some other room. Such faggotry, I tell you =/ So the rest of us practiced just a little more and fine-tuned it....

...I'm impatient to describe to you what the debate was like. Join one if you need to know *wink wink*. All I WILL say is that we won*, they lost, and we survived to get through to Round 2.

YEAH BIOTCHES! 8D

We balloted for the topic of the next day and got "This House would legalize voluntary active euthanasia"; and what the blardy eff? Opposition again. Padawan and Joo came over to my place for an epic prepping session. Even after he got home, Padawan didn't sleep.

Rinse and repeat transporting blahblah. Got there half an hour late. They had to delay our session by half an hour cos' we were stuck in traffic. Our opponents were quite pitiful, to say the least. The first speaker had the all charisma of a wooden stick, the second speaker was an uncouth dramatist with nary a hint of manners, and the third speaker was this childlike girl who wouldn't stop giggling. Their arguments were totally invalid, superficial and from the outset, irrelevant to the point! Second speaker (we shall henceforth refer to him as the monkey) totally stunned us by breaking protocol not just once, but twice! The fugger got OUT from behind the table and strode in front of the adjudicators to speak. Such a gross violation of protocol and a obvious disregard for the comfort of the adjudicators should've had them disqualified immediately. And their third speaker refused all POIs. Major reduction of points, yo.

So yah, we win right?

. . .

. . .

MehnotquiteWelost.

And not for lack of trying: We gave our 200%.
Not for a weak argument: We covered all approachable angles.
Not for poor mannerisms: We were on our best behaviors, like little bootlickers lol.

We would've won but for the adjudicators bias towards private schools. They kept contradicting themselves while explaining our loss, and kept deflecting and evading on the issue of the monkey's lack of manners. Five more minutes of grilling the chief adjudicator and his slipshod cardboard shack of an argument would've imploded! He ran off, that bugger. And the other adjudicator didn't even give a shit about his job and was SMSing throughout the debate. At the end he randomly scribbled some points and walked out looking for lunch. The Chinese adjudicator was CLEARLY on our side. You still want to tell meh it was a 'unanimous decision'?

Don't fucking kid me, little man!

1. CA mentioned it was a 'very close match, as good as a finals debate'. So if it was so close, how could it have been unanimous?

2. If it was unanimous, why was there a need for the CA to keep pestering the other adjudicators and look at their remarks? Why did they need to go outside for 10 minutes? Were they looking for the toilet? I don't think so.

3. CA kept overlooking the breaches in conduct made by the Government team, which by right should've disqualified them.

4. Instead of giving a blow-by-blow analysis of both teams' pros and cons, CA only focused on the Government. He chastised Joo for being 'too emotional' and acted like Padawan didn't even exist.

5. We were late, but we STILL had to wait 10 minutes for the CA to arrive. That in itself was dubious.

6. CA and the adjudicators conveniently forgot to factor into their marking scheme that the Government was arguing to legalize euthanasia and justifying it by defining parameters under which it wouldn't be abused. This was totally irrelevant to OUR argument. With or without regulations, we were arguing against the legalization of euthanasia FULLSTOP. The adjudicators are s'posed to deem their point incongruous to the flow of the debate.

7. While the adjudicators were outside, presumably finding a loo, the Government team swaggered over and shook our hands. In any normal debate, this is only done after the results are announced. Both teams are usually too nervous and edgy to move. These assholes KNEW they were gonna win.

CA (Chief Adjudicator, Mr Latiff) is a lecturer at HELP. A lapdog of the system. Now I understand what the basketball and football and netball dudes and chicks said about the system being biased towards private schools. We all gotta work twice or thrice as hard as the Government school yahoos ON THE BASIS OF us being privileged.

... Fugging assholes, all of 'em.

The school's gonna complain to HELP. We won't be going quietly.

* * *

Ooh, yeah. Camwhoring. Forgot about that. Mr Ali's a vain fella. Harharhar.

With da Joo-meister :]

HELP sucks 8D

Epic Winrars meet EPIC PHAIL durhurhur :P

"And at least we know that we really ARE winners."

Alex out.

Sea of Dreams: It Comes.

2009-04-18T14:04:00.002+08:00

The new Rapture's almost ready.

I can't wait.

Alex out.

The Majini.

2009-04-13T19:41:00.004+08:00

"For glory of Mother Russia!"

I just started playing Resident Evil 5 a couple days back.
It's not living up to my expectations of a current-gen Resident Evil game, but I guess it's not all that big of a schock. The Japanese have always been a step behind in terms of realism, choosing fantastical plots and shiny cutscenes instead. It used to be that American games sucked.

Now, American games are the leaders in almost all the gaming genres that MATTER - RPGs, FPSes, TPSes, and RTSes. Western developers like Lionhead, Bungie, Bethesda and Bioware are bringing ever rising levels of detail, depth, and realism to their games. In contrast, the venerable Square Enix of Japan has bungled and botched two successive RPGs and their upcoming offering doesn't even seem to be all that tantalizing. I'm looking forward to Mass Effect 2 like a kid near Christmas. But Finaly Fantasy XIII? Resident Evil 5?

It's like... KFC, you know? It smells good, but you know it's no good for you, and you're just gonna get real fat off it. Or like that time you hooked up with that amazingly hot Thai girl and woke up the next morning finding a penis dangling between her legs. Japanese games just aren't what they used to be.....

...But that won't stop me from finishing RE5 lah.

And it sure as heck doesn't stop me from delivering this awesome tidbit of news. (Click here for anuthar)

To-do list by the end of tonight:

1. Finish maths work.
2. Finish BM work.
3. Design prom tickets.
4. Scrape the bottom of the doggy shit barrel for more ammo at tomorrow's debate.
5. Stage a lame-ass attempt at completing the ghey Moral coursework.

"It's gonna be... a long night.."
Alex out.

Now my feet won't touch the ground.

2009-04-10T23:23:00.002+08:00

Hey you homo sapiens (and homosexuals).

Have some of this...

And this...

Coldplay's Life In Technicolor II, off the Prospekt's March EP and Maroon 5's Can't Stop, off It Won't Be Soon Before Long.

Both are brilliant songs off brilliant albums. Listening to them right now in the currently frigid environment of my room whilst re-reading Flight of the Eisenstein and sketching some new armour designs is a highly sublime experience - a paradigm of multitasking.

*grins like a sex maniac*

Now, soon as you get your bottom jaws off the floor, smile blandly and drink a cup of warm water.

Toodles, fuckers! :P
Alex out.

Subsume.

2009-04-05T16:27:00.004+08:00

This pic spanks your papa's ass, y'all.

"We're on the tailwinds of a totally exhausting weekend, man. I am too beat to even beat it."

Such is my pathetic excuse for an excuse to not update this shitty little site that only 3 people in the entire world read. D8

Digressing, I really ish tired. On Friday, Bilal, Padawan and I stayed over at Khoo Jun's place so that the next morning we could go to school at 6 in the morning. So I guess it was a less than optimal way to start one's weekend - going to school. Hey but wouldn't ya guess, it was to attend this debate workshop at HELP College.

Had a fun dinner (we were discussing Artifical Intelligence and its potential risks. Debates ftw) then gamed after that. Played some Capture the Flag and Slayer and King of the Hill and Oddball on Halo 3. Hilarious and awsum. Then we retired to his room and stayed up til 5 playing Left 4 Dead and watching Land of the Dead (pure dumb zombie fun) and The Longest Yard (pure dumb Adam Sandler fun). Napped for half an hour then got up to wash up and leave.

It's pretty interesting y'know... attending a parliamentary debate workshop with nothing propping my eyelids open save for 4 cans of Kickapoo and Coke and 2 roti telur. The sensation of continually dwelling in that limbo zone is quite soothing ;]

The workshop... was good. That's as much as I remember of it.

Then we went back to school and I got home.

Alex's impression of HELP College: I wouldn't go there unless it was on a full scholarship. You'd do well to avoid it too. Don't use your girlfriend as an excuse to go cos' chances are she's a secret agent from their Marketing Dept :P

"Ehehey, don't fight okay? You die faster!"

-Bilal

Alex out!

Tagged by Vicky.

2009-03-31T21:37:00.004+08:00

I'm gonna getcha x)

Vicky. So so icky.

I are make this kuik so I ken get back to finishing Red Alert 3 and defeat Capitalist pigs.

* * *

1. The person who tagged you

My dear friend Vicky ;]

2. Your relationship with him/her is

Best friend, lol. And she also happens to be a rabid fangirl of mine x) (Only in my wildest imaginings hah)

3. Your 5 impressions of him/her

Intelligent, sensitive, caring, independent, delightfully maniacal 8D

4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you

I don't count like that =/

6. If he/she become your lover you will

Rever her like a living god(dess)? Nahh, that would be too awkward!

7. If he/she become your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be

Her tendencies to think too deeply about things.

8. If he/she become your enemy, you will

Emo for a day then rebound spectacularly.

9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be

I... forgot to wear cologne...? Stole her cookies?

10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now

Haha, watch a movie together :3

11. Your overall impression of him/her is

A wonderful human and friend :D

12. How you think people around you will feel about you?

That I'm Jesus. Hallelujah homos. *snorts*

13. The characters you love of yourself are

I dunno. My fats?

14.On the contrary, the characters that you hate about yourself

I dunno. My fats again?

15. The most ideal person you want to be is

Me. I envy no other journey.

16. For people who care and love you, say something to them.

You guys are the frakking smexiest people who ever lived. Take my love, and believe in it, cos' that's how we go and I believe in you too. =D

17. Pass this test to 10 persons who you wished to know how they feel about you.

Sylvia

Lyn Li

Woan Ni

Khoo Jun

Ai Mee

Joo

Padawan

Hannah-ho

Amy Wan

You, dear reader.

18. Who is no. 6?

My beshtest female buddeh :P

19. Is no. 9 a male or female?

Female.

20. If no. 7 and no.10 together, is that a good thing?

It depends on whether your genitalia dangle a few inches out of your body. If yes, it may not turn out so good...

21. What is no. 2 studying about?

I dunno. How to build schools in Kenya for hobos?

22. When is the last time u had a chat with no. 3?

Yesterday :3

23.What kind of music band does no. 8 like?

Too many to list here, I think..

24. Does no. 1 have any siblings?

A lil' bro I guess.

25. Will you woo no. 3?

If I was stoned, then maybe?

26. How about no. 7?

Vereh naihs...

27. Is no. 4 single?

Yeah.

28. What is the surname of no.5?

Goh.

29. What is the hobby of no. 10?

You should know better than me, no?

30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?

I don't think so =S

* * *

And off I go!

"If Lenin could see us now..."

Alex out.

P.S. Blogger + Google Chrome = shitty text editting ><

Cheating the Planet.

2009-03-28T23:18:00.004+08:00

*stares at you intently*

. . .

GDC plows ever forward, mowing down our insignificant expectations and raising ever higher the new standards for gaming through the end of this decade...

We've got

THREE streaming videogame "consoles",

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2,

A new Xbox in the pipeline,

A new MGS game in the works,

Crytek's new engine,

Moar Fable 2 goodies,

BLOOD BOWL,

Mass Effect 2

and some other amazing stuff that'll make your throat dry and your eyes bleed.

I cheated Earth Hour! Haha!

You luckless saps spent a whole hour in the darkness with your lights, TVs, laptops, iPods and phones off!

And I didn't!

The thing was that I nearly joined you pokers in your feeble attempt at saving tha world. What happened to prevent that was: My family happened to 'conveniently' decide to go buy groceries at KLCC. So we had dinner there then all of a sudden a huge whoop came up from downstairs - KLCC's management had turned off half the lights! . ___ .

I like trees too although hugging them is... not a hobby of mine.

I guess that hour of darkness made you treehugging, poetry writing, Starbucks-chugging sob jobs REALLY happy and REALLY satisfied with yourselves huh? Feeling the endorphins yet? HUH??? HUH???

"You guys should do this more often, lol."

Alex out.

GDC means Gollygoshgoodmegasupergoodgames Developers' Confrakking-conference

2009-03-26T21:23:00.007+08:00

Ohmygodohmygodohmygoddddddd

Remember Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare?

I sure do!

I loved it like MJ loves plastic surgery! 8D

And there's a sequellll <3

CLICK

Gamers, check out IGN and Gamespot now. Tonsa cool stuff getting announced during the Games Developers' Conference '09...

And Naruto and BLEACH have just been so full of awesome smexdom these past couple of weeks. We got a love confession from Hinata to Naruto, then she got stabbed, then he flipped out and turned Kyuubi, then Yondaime popped up and went "Naruto, I am yo' fathar biatch." and Naruto pwned Pain. Then in BLEACH, Ichigo got a massive new one ripped out for him by Ulq and Ishida lost an arm then Ichigo also flipped out and became full hollow and got so uber that his white Cero could overwhelm Ulq's black Cero. Then he tore off Ulq's arm and punked him.

Yarrrhhhhhh!

*punches air*

". . ."

Alex out.

Exodus of the Last Judgement. Now he are the die.

2009-03-26T08:58:00.000+08:00

Kuicke update from school!

Padawan posted some a pretty entertaining article about OnLive, the new gaming device that promises to render consoles and PCs obsolete.

http://pheromonecult.blogspot.com/2009/03/few-days-ago-during-game-developers.html

And that in turn is based on this illuminating article...

http://www.gamespot.com/features/6206623/index.html?om_act=convert&om_clk=picks&tag=picks;title;2

. . .

. .

.

What kinda godless commie heathen voodoo is this!?

Top-of-the-line graphics and HD gaming on your TV or netbook without top-of-the-line hardware??? Blasphemy, I tell you! You're telling me that with OnLive, no one will have to fork out to get the next Playstation or Xbox or upgrade their computers to play next-gen games. This reeks of socialism, right here.

Of course, the immediately obvious flaw with OnLive is that it's using interactive video compression to pipe in graphics from a supercomputer halfway across the world right into a magic box the size of my modem and when I press a button on the controller, it immediately translates onto my screen as if there's no lag. The broadband speed required for this fantastical tech doesn't exist anywhere on the planet as of yet... unless you count Kazakhstan (Borat!).

Let me put it in simpler terms: A supercomputah compressiz ze image fwom supahmassiv to just weally massiv and welays it ALL ZE WAY acwoss ze Atlantic Ocean to your TV. Den you pwess a button on your OnLive contwoller ze way you do widda PS3 or Xbox contwoller and ze modem will welay thiz data to the supercomputah. Den it sends back za cowwesponding data in weal time to your modem so you actually play ze game, except you hav no console. They do.

And they claim that it works without any perceptible lag.

Obviously, fantastical (and improbable) communist propaganda. 'Tis a conspiracy, I say. I mean, what if it DOES work right? Won't the gaming giants mount a response? Let us take a look:

1. Microsoft has the most extensive online resources. They'll probably build the next Xbox platform on the same OnLive model, stick better graphics on it, and charge twice the amount.

2. Nintendo will also do a similar thing, only on their 'console', you can only play 16-bit games. Then they'll try to implement motion controls into the games, fail, then re-release the service with an 'i' attached to the back of it. They might call it Wii Live (geddit? We live?)

3. Sony will... wait a tick. What WILL Sony do? They're screwed, man.

. . .

So, as I have demonstrated, OnLive cannot be allowed to succeed in its evil plan. Even a preschooler could tell you that that little black box is really a subliminal programming device that will extend tendrils of commie sympathy into your soul and turn you into a mindless tool when the Reds decide to make their move. Or turn into an interstellar robot intent on softening up our defences before its Saturnine overlords arrive.

Make the right choice.

Alex out.

Only Human.

2009-03-25T21:03:00.005+08:00

I'm only human.

I have my flaws, my weaknesse, my limitations.

And I'm tired of telling myself I can't when I know I haven't even tried.

I'm only human.

Yes I have my hopes, dreams and ambitions.

And I'm not gonna fail when I'm this close to my objective.

I'm only human.

What's it to you?

Your scrutiny cannot see beyond my veil of jollity.

I'm only human.

I have the blessing of humanity upon me.

And I'm not about to deny anyone the glories they deserve.

I'm only human.

From a father to a son.

Don't judge my unstable character. It's where you'll find the fun.

I'm only human.

I'm born, I'll live, I'll die.

That's all I'll ever need.

I'm only human.

To say otherwise would be a lie.

I love, I laugh, I shout out loud, I speak, I doubt, I cry.

I'm only human.

But I'm full of passion and potential.

I push and pull like sand and sea, I am changing constantly.

I'm only human.

Oh Yes and so are you.

But isn't that the part of life that's best, I say to you.

-Original content by Yours Truleh.

"Shoot 'em, they die. Stab 'em, they die. Choke them, THEY DIE. Nothing hard about that."

Alex out.

2009-03-21T22:50:00.005+08:00

Moralfaggots 'R' Us =)

[Random rant super-charged go!]

In some parts of the world, the legal age at which an individual can express how horny they are is 18. In some places, it's 16. And I've heard of places where the legal age is 12.

And no, don't give me that dismissive look. It's a God-given mandate that all humans must be lustful. Haha! :D

"Porn on the Intarwebz?! Got meh!?????"

Don't hide it. It's perfectly fine. Except for the rarest of cases, almost anyone on this turqouise rock is worth a healthy shag. And deep in your hearts, you know you'd like nothing better than to run out on the street, grab a hunk or hottie and GO.

But don't blame me, don't blame yourselves, blame the BIG GUY! He programmed us this way!

. . . Anyway first, let's get to the point of this post - jailbait and the alarming reaction of society towards it.

I go first with an analogy:

"There are two baskets of fruit in front of you.One contains apples. The other contains oranges. One girl is carrying each basket. The girl with the orange basket steps forward. "Would you like an orange?" You open your mouth to reply, but a gruff male voice behind you speaks. "You may have as many oranges as you like, so long as she gives them to you." So you eat an orange. And another. This goes on for a while, but then the girl with the apples steps forward. "Would you like an apple?" Immediately the voice behind you bellows "YOU MAY NOT HAVE ANY APPLES. IF YOU HAVE ANY APPLES, YOU WILL BE ARRESTED FOR THEFT AND HANGED." This doesn't make sense to you, but you decide to obey it. You eat more oranges.This continues for a while. Then you realise that you're starting to get a little sick of oranges. You'd like a nice, sweet apple. At the same time, the apple girl steps forward."Do you want an apple?" The man behind you grunts. "Saw a man eating apples last week. Sick, sick bastard. Said they were given to him. Liar! Killed him!" The apple girl is moving forward. She is trying to push an apple into your hands.You push it away, but she is insistent. The man watches what she is doing.She is yelling at you, telling you to take the apple, pushing it into your lips. Finally, you give in and take a bite. Immediately the man knocks you down. "Thief! THIEF! SICK, DISGUSTING THIEF!" "But she gave it to me!", you cry."LIAR!" The girl looks on, dumbfounded. The man turns to her. "He stole it, didn't he?"The girl, very confused, shakes her head. The man spits at her and says "What do you know? Stupid kid..." You are taken away. At your trial, they ignore your defence. You are hanged."

So the oranges of course, allude to women who are above the age of majority.

The apples are the women who are just shy of being 'legal' but not children. Cos' y'know...puberty happened. And people who take apples are called pedos, monsters, inhuman, rapists and so on. =/

Ah, but can it be considered rape if a) both parties were willing and b) neither of them were children?

Pfft, statutory rape should be abolished. 'Tis a relic, I say.

Then at least everyone can do their midnight duos without worrying about having a SWAT team kick down the door and raid the house and stick a baton up their butts. Cos'... that does happen in Malaysia now. And it really shouldn't.

The girl/guy must have the right to choose. And if they're willing, it's all good. Don't bring religion into it - for it is only as good as a handbook. Since when do we have to follow it to the letter? Day and age, everyone. Don't forget. The times they are a-changing. And so should we humans. Fulfilling our genetic programming should be our imperative, our prerogative.

And god forbid anyone would try to rob you of that right. For 'ere we now live in a more permissive era born of enlightenment. In the earlier ages of humanity, sexuality and the expression of self was severely repressed. I think some countries still haven't received the memo to wake the fark up. I daresay parents don't naturally possess any control over the actions of their kids. Advice, guidance, nurturing through effective communication; these are within the domain of the parents. So yeah, I guess it's really a sad thing to see that a lotta parents still perpetuate that dogma.

Haha, intervention! My folks are awesome when it comes to dating wimminz and shit 8D

The question you really have to ask yourselves is: Are yours?

Exercise your rights. Question everything. Settle for nothing less than your best.

Long live the human soul.

(And all its fucks and lusts and woman-chasing.)

Women, sometimes you ask us why we men are such jerks and chase women as if we have nothing better to do.

And I say: Women, it's simply because you're so perfect to us men that everything else pales in comparison. Like tiny candles next to a star. That is why we desire you so. <3

"Don't preach to me if you can't even save yourself."

Alex out.

WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN?

2009-03-20T00:03:00.005+08:00

WE DO! 8D

Just got back from KLCC aboot half an hour ago. Watched 'Watchmen' with the Sis and the Dan. It was amazing. Zack Snyder took a masterpiece of a graphic novel and didn't just adapt it into a movie, he animated it frame by frame, panel by panel. The end result was a moviegoing experience that blurred the lines between static art and the fluidity of motion pictures.

People have said that the graphic novel was written in such a way that it was unfilmable - each panel carries the weight of a dozen plot threads all intertwining at once yet being distinctive in its unique way. So Zack Snyder took it all up and sent to hell in a baby carrier. He did his own thing and focused on creating a movie that eschews all the bullshit and highlighted the main plotline. The opening credits were his platform for introducing the audience to the universe of Watchmen; a divergence in the timeline where Nixon is still President and the USSR is still a threat.

The acting and casting were both top-notch. Jackie Earle Haley pulled off the role of crime-fighting sociopath extraordinaire Rorschach brilliantly. Malin Akerman is so fucking hot, and Matthew Goode's Ozumandias should win him an Oscar. Hell, give the whole cast Oscars, and one for Best Director to Snyder. The movie was just that good.

Oh and did I mention how smexy Doctor Manhattan is throughout the movie? He's now officially my fave superduperhero! Blurry genitalia ftw man! They tastefully censored out his glowing blue love machine in all the shots - and homos all over the world will have to wait til' the DVD comes out to ogle at it.

Blue. Sex. Magnet.

The plot twist was another one of those "Oh my god, why didn't I see that COMING!?" deals. Nifty, neat, concise. No extra crap thrown on to make the movie too ostentatious. Cos' this ain't 300 - it's more like Death Note in a sense that it's a thinking man's graphic novel and movie.

So who watches the Watchmen, you ask?

If you have two and a half hours to spare, YOU will.

* * *

Before I log off and sleep, have yourselves this awesome video to comfort yourselves upon not watching Watchmen yet.

Haha. Jesus ftw.

"In the end, it's all a big joke..."

Alex out.

The Flaming Pincushion.

2009-03-17T20:51:00.004+08:00

So. Today's the day I tried something rather unconventional: Acupunture.

The Mom wanted to go to Tung Shin Hospital to meet up with her cousin who's the head of acupunture there. So I followed her, cos' the car's in the shop and the Mom's a rather diminutive sort. And it came to be that her cousin managed to talk me into trying out acupuncture.

Being the wannabe male-machismo type, I went like, "Pfft, fine. Let's do it."

Ten minutes later, I found myself lying face down on a hospital bed. My shirt was pulled up a lil' and I felt someone rubbing some lotion onto my back. It smelled of herbs. I saw a nurse walk past me carrying a tray piled high with disposable needles (cos' these are modern, hygienic times) and for a moment, I was unmanned with fear. Alex HATES pointy stuff. Even more so when he's on the receiving end.

But I figured 'Oh what the hell, let's get it done, aight.' and it turned out to be a pleasant experience. Apart from having to remain in one position for half an hour, the pain really wasn't as bad as people would imagine. Then they lit little herbal candles on top of the needles and that really made things interesting. I felt like it was Independence Day on my spine.

Hence, not only had I become a pincushion. I was a flaming pincushion.

On the periphery of my vision I could bloody well see smoke rising from my ass. How freaky is that? In the words of a wise man: "That shit ain't natural."

Then after the needles were removed I was subjected to cupping, where they use heat and vacuum to suck impurities out of ya. That hurt a lot more than the needles did...

Pics to satisfy your curiosity!

"Get that thing away from meh! D:"

Alex out.

We Sing, We Dance...

2009-03-15T22:39:00.004+08:00

... You know the rest, right? :3

*silence*

Seriously, you pokers know what comes next right?

Ohh damn. Some of you probably haven't been introduced to the supreme awesomediddlyness of Jason Mraz's latest offering: We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things.

Remember last year, there was this hippy-sounding song that kept being played on and on and on over the radios and in shopping malls until you half swore you'd stab someone's throat out with a chopstick the next time you heard it? Well, that happy lil' hippy song was 'I'm Yours', and that album went on to be one of my favourite albums of 2008. I've got plenty o' reason to think many people thought likewise.

Hai chewren! 8D

So what's the point of me randomly and blatantly advertising some white guy's album? If you asked yourself that question, go bash your heads against a rock (:

The POINT is: I was at Bangsar Village today from 11am til 8pm to help REAL Education (the fellas in suits who own my blahdy school - education is an enterprise these days) sell tickets for *dum dum dum* Disney on Ice - Princess Wishes! Of course, the reception towards the show was poor (Alex says: Okay... I'm being awfully nice. It was fucking cold) and our entire Surian senior section did the smart thing people do when faced with an awkward decision such as hmm, attending a Princess Wishes on Ice gala... they didn't buy any tickets.

On the other hand, it's pertinent to note that Cahaya's Senior section bought 700 tickets. So ergo, one can plainly see that Seri Cahaya's students (male and shemale alike) are a bunch of flower-picking, scarf-knitting, rose-sniffing pansies <3

During my lunch break I checked out the MPH Book Fair at the Event Hall. I really expected to find all those shitty paperback novels about pathetic young men and women crying and eating ice cream and trying to find their soulmates while battling terminal cancer. In actual fact the haul was somewhat better than that! Wa-ha!I picked up a hardcover edition of Tolkien's Children of Hurin for just 25 bucks! 8D

Then on the way back from lunch break, I popped into Rock Corner and got the We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things Limited Edition which really was a smashing good buy. Yes, more blatant advertisement. 2 CDs and 1 DVD for the price of a CD and you get a free T-Shirt on it!

What's on the T-Shirt, Alex? The bloomin' creepy pedo face on the cover of the album, that's what! :D

And Rock Corner was promoting J-Rock Tamashii, which is a music show at Republic Bar next Saturday. I'm going. Who else is going?

Details. Are. Here.

Spirits of Music 09

Seven local bands will be there to rock down the house with songs of your favorite Japanese bands, including: L'arc~en~ciel, Dir~en~Grey, MUCC, Flow, Girugamesh, GO! GO! 7188, Tokyo Jihen and many more!
Also, be one of the first to enjoy and witness some of their very own original compositions!

Date : 21.03.2009
Day & Time : Saturday 6pm
Venue : The Republic Bar, Sunway Pyramid
Pre Sale: RM25
Gate Sale: RM30
Guest band:
Mage & John's Mistress
Get your chance to win an exclusive Ibanez guitar worth more than RM2000 with the purchase of entrance ticket to watch

JRock Tamashii live music or every bottle of Tiger beer!

And that about concludes what I did today. I got some awesome shwag and gained some newfound respect for those people who stand in malls and places the whole day trying to get your attention in order to part your hard-earned money from you. Now I know how they feel, having done the exact same thang for 7 hours.

. . .

"You don't fold, you don't fade, you got everything you need, especially me. Sista you got it all"

Alex out!

Fat Cat.

2009-03-14T09:28:00.000+08:00

Man.

That is one FAT CAT :O

Oh my dog! Is there some kinda fucking obesity pandemic now? That is anutha FAT CAT :O

Geez, one fat cat's funny, but any more than that's just... disturbed....

Alex out.

Like A Banshee! Like A Banshee!

2009-03-13T19:45:00.003+08:00

So went the man's battle cry.

After waiting untold minutes for the crowd to diminish, the doors finally opened to him.

He was relieved of his possessions; his cellphone, his glasses and his wallet he handed to the attendant. Rubbing his hands together and rolling his shoulders, the man entered.

Pitch-black darkness.

Man's primordial fear.

The shadow, hiding behind the light.

But the man knew that the best way to overcome any fear was to embody it himself. . .

. . . And so he did.

With his companion following closely behind him, he entered the chamber. The doors shut. A ghostly hand led him to the center of the room, and muffled sounds could be heard all around him. Through his extreme myopia he could still see the shifting bodies approaching him. Spooky.

He let them get in real nice and close.

Then he opened his mouth in a gleeful grin like a feral beast and bellowed, "LIKE A BANSHEE! LIKE A BANSHEE!" and ran around the room arms swinging and pumping like pistons, laughing maniacally between his bellows. A wannabe ghoul came up to him and he roughly grabbed the ghoul's shoulders and shoved it aside with a rough, "Outta my way, runt."

"LIKE A BANSHEE! LIKE A BANSHEE! 8D"

He let off another yell before a skull-faced figure shuffled 'menacingly' across the room to meet him. He wasted no time and ran towards the figure, smacked its face so the mask came about sideways and roared, "OUTTA MY FACE, BIATCH!" before traversing the room further. Spooky music (which truthfully sounded like elevator muzak) emanated from a spooky piano, cleverly disguised by the man's lack of vision. He closed on it, shouted, "IS THIS YO' PIANO!?" and hammered his fists across its lacquered top.

"LIKE A BANSHEE! LIKE A BA

NSHEE! 8D"

He came across a spooky ladder. "THIS IS A LADDER!" He loudly proclaimed, and mashed his foot into it. Amazingly, the thing stood. Spooookyyyy. A flashlight flicked on to his left and an even more fantastically spooky face was illuminated. The man stood in front of the face and laughed raucously into it. Then the man hopped about the center of the room shoving ghouls aside until a guide came in and asked him to leave. Nicely.

Fair 'nuff.

In real life, it wasn't as dramatic as that but I certainly did do and say whatever I typed x)

And it was 4 times more hilarious!

Ask me about it in real life to see my impression of it.

I had my fun =D

So Food N' Funfair was pretty good! 5 Grace made some decent profits and the response was great. Aziz McCrazyfuck brought his 42" TV and a PS3 for his class' stall. Massive response. I shoulda brought a 360 along for good measure. *scowls*

Going home after school was terrible though. It turns out there was an epic flood on the way to school near Masterskill. Naturally, I blame the faggots at the Works Dept. Suffice to say, some people are still stranded at school at the time I'm posting this. Why?

Cos:

1. The water's more than waist-high - instant KO for any vehicle that isn't built to float.

2. A lotta students live in Cheras or Kajang, which is totally not where one would prefer to live if they knew this outrageous faggotry could happen.

I followed Miss Ruby's car home, so as you can see, I'm not in school. It'd feel a lil' awkward to be posting this from school at 8pm...

"Like a Banshee!"

Alex out.

Pariahs...Eliminated.

2009-03-12T17:16:00.004+08:00

I'm gonna have a lil' fun tomorrow <3

I'mma plannin' on grabbing some of my homies and wrecking the Senior 3 Haunted House :)

If it does go off as planned, you can betcha 4 ringgits it'll be awesome-er than a angry 10-ton rhino being let loose in a mental institution. *imitates me entering the Haunted House through one door and hapless Senior 3s running out through the exit flailing their arms*

And oh, my TV just fused.

Boo-hoo =(

Alex is set for a few days of cruising over the No-Game zone. Urgh, I despise thee, mortal enemy! Someday I shall vanquish the No-Game zone... by getting a PSP! x)

. . .

But until I do get one, I guess my gameless nights will be spent studying and reading and shit.

* * *

The SPM results came out today. It was pretty interesting to observe the post-Seniors receive their results. A load of drama, some victorious fist-pumping and a bit of food to wash it all down. And Salwa and Be got into the Top 15! Yay you, ladies! :D

And cut.

"Don't look for love. Create it with whoever you meet."

- Tsem Tulku Rinpoche

Alex out.

100309

2009-03-10T19:58:00.002+08:00

I feel like shit.

Hot melted runny shit.

With a headache . . . and some random aches all over the place which by the way, I have no idea what I did to deserve. I'm sorry I have to bitch about this =/

Today's been somewhat tedious. Tomorrow's gonna be a bit more tedious too, if I'm right. I have an E. Lit. paper I haven't prepped for and and I'm currently at home waiting for the rain to stop fucking pizzling on us so I can go outside and help meh class get artificially flavored refreshments for "Surian Cinema".

"Surian Cinema" indeed. *eyes twitch*

Coughlackofplanningcoughcough

Alex out.

Woman. Flaunt it.

2009-03-09T20:36:00.001+08:00

So yesterday was International Women's Day or something.

I guess there is something that needs to be said about it...by yours truly. So here it is:

"Girls with curves , luscious curves should flaunt 'em. Curves = Sexiness, and that equals confidence. The female body is one of the greatest designs EVAR, if not the greatest. Everyone loves it. I love it. So ladies, get out there and do yoh thang! :3"

Do it, do it fast.

Alex out.

Tagged by Sylvia.

2009-03-09T20:07:00.002+08:00

Tagged by the ever so wonderful Sylvia (haha, I responded really fast this time, no?)

My attention span is really puny at the moment and may... Ooh a butterfly!

...Uh, um. Let's just go.

01. What have you been doing recently?
Working on flattening my belly x)

02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?
It runs outta battery at some awfully inconvenient times =( Otherwise, no.

03. What had happened at 10.00 am today?

I woke up and sat up in bed like a stone Buddha for a few minutes.

04. When did you last cry?
A while back, I don't recall.

05. Believe in fate/destiny?
Yeah. But we gotta forge out own paths where we can.

06. What do you want in your life right now?
Love and fulfilment in all aspects.

07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?
I run for shelter 8D

08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?
My bolster :3

09. What bottom are you wearing now?
I'd like to say none, but that would be traumatising to the Sis. Pants!

10.What's the nicest text in your inbox say?
Ugh, I don't go in that place x)

11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?
I try to keep it simple. Try.

12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?
Nope.

13. What was the last movie you caught?
*shrugs*

14. What are you proud of?
My family. My just-finished speech.

15. What does the oldest message in your inbox says?
Uhh, don't go in there. It's scary =/

16. What was the last songs you sang out loud?
The Point of No Return. Lulz.

17. Do you have any nick names?
Yeah. A few. But you can call me Lexie if you like xD

18. What does you last received text message say?
"She needed to order a new washing machine.. The one at home is about ready to break down..." - Shu Hsien

19. What time did you go to bed last night?
Aboot 2am.. I was in the middle of a reread of Scott Westerfeld's Risen Empire. READ IT *winks and advertises book*

20. Are you currently happy?
A little less than normal. Oh dayum.

21. Who gives you best advice?
Mom. And the little bird on my shoulder.

22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?
Nope. Don't like the stuff..

23.Who did you talk on phone last night?
Shu Hsien, I think..

24. Is anyone bugging you right now?
Nope?

25. What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?
Shaun-lad. Hah.

26. Do you wear toe socks?
Holy shit they make toe socks now??? Where!?

27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?
Dad.

28. Have you ever had your heartbroken?

Not enough, obviously. I seem to have a penchant for picking difficult ladies..

29. What annoys you most in a person?
Their inability to adapt to me.

30. Do you have a crush on anyone?
Of course :)

31. Have you ever done cocaine?
Whoa, the Lex does not touch that shit.

32. What is the colour of your room?
Pale blue. Soon to be rich dark turqouise with beige-gold drapes!

33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?
A billion dollars and diplomatic immunity will do.

34. Do you believe in the saying of: talk is cheap?
Quite. but damn if talk isn't so very entertaining.

35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?
Me lar.

36. Who was the last person to hug you?
Momsie. Haha.

37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?
I dunno *rolls eyes*

38. Do you have a life?
Do you?

39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't die?
Yah. It was sobering stuff weih.

40. What is the reason behind your profile song?
I like em ;]

41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?
I don't often remember dreams.

42. Last time you smile?
A couple minutes back.

43. Have you changed this year?
Every minute of every day, I am changing.

44. What are you listening right now?
The sound of the Sis making dinner.

45. Are you talking to someone when you're doing this?
No...

46. Do you walk with your eyes opened or closed?
Eyes wide shut, baby. Then I walk into a wall and trip over furniture.

47. Is there a quote you live by?
"I do not choose to be a common man." - Dean Alfange.

48. Do you want someone you cannot have?
It's interesting you ask that question... I do.

49. Have you ever played an instrument?
Yeah. Then I disliked it so much I wilfully forgot how to :(

50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?

Ohh, I'd rather not say..

51. What are you doing last night at 11 pm?
Playng Halo Wars.. and loving it!

52. Are you happy with your love life right now?
Happy, no. Content, yes.

53. What song best describe your love life?
Let Love In - Goo Goo Dolls. And it applies more to my girls than to me Dx

54. Does the person know that you like him/her?
It is doubtful.

55. Who always make you laugh?
My fwens 8D

56. Do you speak other language other than English?
Yes.

57. Favourite website(s)?
Facebook, Gamespot, IGN, OneManga, Black Library and DeviantArt etc

58. What's your middle name?
... "muthafucking-awesome" 8D

59. What are you doing tomorrow?
School, and possibly lugging the TV outta the house.

60. What do you think you are like?
Like a diamond in the rough.

61. Who will you choose to die with?
Dunno yet.

62. Where have you been today?
Shaun-lad's place with the Sis and Dan.

63. What game do you play often?
These days, Fallout 3 and Halo Wars <3

64. Who are you missing right now?
Too many to name.

65. If you have to choose between friend and love,who will you choose?
Friends.

66. What are you doing right now?
Doing this tag and reading the papers.

67. Which primary school are you from?
Sekolah Seri Suria :)

68. Name 3 colours that you like?
Black, Red, Blue.

69. What emotion you like to show?
Seriousness... does it count?

70. What is your life to you?
A vessel with which I must achieve my ambitions.

71. If you have something troubling you,what will you do?
Down a cup of tea and game while thinking about it.

72. Who did you last chat in msn today?
Chinara-nara and Yuanni.

73. Who do you admire most?
Just the one? C'mon.

74. Which month are you born in?
February!

75. How are you feeling right now?
Placid.

76. What is the time now?
8.07pm

77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?
A funny girl who never fails to make me smile and is a cheerleading ballerina :) :) :)

78. What colour did you use to dye hair?
Haven't yet. Will prolly be electric blue by February 2010.

79. Why are you doing this test?
'Cos I WANT to.

80. What do you do when you're moody?
Meditate on it. And read.

81. At which age you wish to get married?
Married? Pfft, laughable concept.

82.Who is more important to you?
Those who regard me as such.

83. If today is the last day of your life,what will you do?
Liquidate my assets and adopt children in Africa. And tell the girl I like how I feel.

84. Who is the person you trust the most?
Myself heehee.

85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?
Naturalleh.

86. If you have a dream come true,what would it be?
To die having accomplished everything I wanted to.

87. What is your goal for this year?
Survive SPM is the primary objective.

88. Do you believe in eternity love?
Fucking bollocks.

89. What feeling do you love most?
Satisfaction. But mostly I like the feeling in between feelings.

90. Do you really think it's global warming now?
Yeah. Next on my agenda right after I annex Scandinavia, honey.

91. What feeling do you hate the most?
Desperation, rage, anguish? I don't like negativity.

92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?
If you're in the 150 people I declare my friends, then sure :)

93. Do you believe in God?
Yes, religion...not so much.

94. Who cares for you most?
Take a look-see.

95. What do you think is the most important thing in you life?
The people around me.

96. What will you bring when you fight?
A howitzer and a full armored battalion, no less.

97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?
A lotta things. Stupid, trivial things that stll bug me.

98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?
Not a problem.

99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?
I'd ask, "So I guess this means I can too, huh."

100. How do you feel now?
Hungry, mm *snorts*

I tag:

-Vicky

-Joo

-Ami

-KJ

-Woanni

-Amanda Moa

-Padawan

-And you, the reader.

Do it as you like, if you like.

Alex out.

Nintendo Wii for sale.

2009-03-08T12:28:00.005+08:00

Is anyone... interested... in buying a Nintendo Wii?

'Cos as it would happen, I happen to be selling my Nintendo Wii.

It's almost brand-new and no, there's nothing wrong with it. I just didn't get caught up in the Wii vibe. So, I'm putting it up for sale.

Now, this is no ORDINARY Wii. It's from Ja-muthaeffin'-pan! So if you want a Wii and you're into all things Japanese, I dare say this is the deal for you!

Included in the package are:

-One Japanese Nintendo Wii

-One extra Wiimote controller

-3 original games: Wiisports, some Japanese O-bon festival game and the Wii intro thing.

As you can see, it's in seriously good shape.

The tentative price I'm putting it up for is RM1,200. Call me, comment on this blog or IM me to negotiate/inquire :3

You want it you want it you want it.

Alex out.

Renege by the Syracuse.

2009-03-04T20:58:00.001+08:00

"How could you do this to me Father?"

Dark gobbets of blood hit the floor with ugly splattering sounds. I'm barely hanging on to lucidity as it is - the wound is too deep, too large. I swear it's so hard to even form a word. But I must hang on, at least long enough to know the truth.

The old bastard turns to regard me, as if he's just noticed me for the first time. The shimmering heat of the inferno around us outlines his smirk. My vision's getting blurry. My arms feel like lead. Molten lead. Oh shit.

"Ah. Son. So good to see you... For a moment there, I thought I'd have to send more assassins after you. Now I can do it myself."

He's striding towards me, calm and cool like a viper. The deadliest kind, the sort that kills its offspring without a hint of remorse. Even through my pain, I can see him pulling out a handsome gun. Damn, I bought that piece of shit for his birthday. He casually flicks the safety to 'off' and aims right between my eyes.

"There'll be more of us, you bastard!"

"I know that. I intended for it." He doesn't miss a beat, does he? I can't even move my body as it's taking all my strength and willpower to stand. But one thing's for certain: I'll face this like a man. Better to die on my feet than on my knees.

I close my eyes, and I see my siblings. Hily, Elsa, Girtrude, Belmont, and the others. How many of us are there, still alive? And how many more have died at the hands of Father's psychopathic bloodlust? He fucking brought us to life, just to kill us all! It's like some insane conspiracy I can't begin to fathom!

My train of thought is permanently derailed by a .45 tungsten-shell delayed explosive bullet entering between my eyebrows and nestling itself in the last place anything SHOULD be.

My world explodes in a fiery shower of bone fragments and cooked grey matter.

Alex out.

On Being Seventeen.

2009-02-26T13:46:00.000+08:00

"I don't feel a single day older . _ . "

Though I could say I'm feeling younger instead.

I'll try to refrain from referring to myself as 'growing older' til' the day my face sags and my dick doesn't quite work the way it should.

Anyway,

The birthday was quite pleasant. I got a lot more wishes than I expected - we're all in the middle of some form of exams or other and you guys STILL found time to wish me. I'm touched :')

I had dinner with my family at Rakuzen - the food was amazing.

Momsie *smiles*

I had the Tempura and Sashimi Zen, the only set I've been ordering for the last 4 times I've been here. Have it, and you'll understand why.

Mindfuckingly brilliant fried chicken (katsu), tempura soba, and natto-on-lotus roots.

Came home and played some Fallout 3. Had the good fortune of not having to take Add Maths the next day so I stayed up later and had the 26th off.

Tony #2 and The Don *sniggers*

- Hannah-ho and Amelia got me this cool card and a cupcake in the morning of my birthday - It was teh win :D

Alex out!

And there goes Tony.

2009-02-24T21:55:00.002+08:00

Tony and Bonnie 2 are sadly, quite dead.

'Twas an early morning quite like any other, and I stumbled into the kitchen at 6am in the manner of a grizzly bear just awoken from hibernation. Eyes half closed and dream-state still vivid, I reached absent-mindedly into the fridge to grab a couple of eggs to make breakfast.

Being in said condition, I failed to notice that the two eggs I had procured for morning sustenance were not (so to speak) normal eggs: They were Bonnie 2 and Tony.

Plop, plop, into the hot water they went, and then I got ready for school.

I came back later to find my eggs nicely half-boiled and accordingly, chowed down like a human should, or any mammalian bipedal lifeform in my position would have. Regrettably, as I was cracking open the second egg into my bowl, I gazed down and noticed for the first time a sharpie-sculpted face frowning at me, as if to deplore my savagery.

I think the egg didn't like me very much at that juncture.

. . .

And so goes the story of how Bonnie 2 and Tony came to an early demise.

"It hardly even makes for a good anecdote."

Alex out.

The Death of Bonnie

2009-02-23T21:14:00.005+08:00

A few days ago, I randomly decided to pick up a couple of eggs from the fridge and draw little faces on them.

I named the smiley one Bonnie and the frowny one Tony.

Then just a few minutes ago, another random train of thought led me to bring Bonnie out of the egg rack, out of the fridge, and put him next to me as I studied Sejarah. A few minutes later, I found it wiser to return him to his 10-degree Celsius abode where he would surely be at lesser risk of rolling off the table and coming to an untimely end.

Alas, I bumped into the Mom as I entered the kitchen and Bonnie fell out of my hand, sailed through the air, and chose to adhere to the laws of gravity.

Ah, Poor Bonnie. He was just a boy :'(

And thus do I now find myself making Bonnie #2 to replace his erstwhile brother.

Alex out.

Black&Blacker

2009-02-20T18:32:00.003+08:00

"Kurosaki Ichigo... Use Getsuga."

"You're at your strongest now and Getsuga is your strongest attack. Hit me with it now."

"I'll show you how much stronger I am."

BLEACH 346 is out and boy is it an awesome chapter! The final showdown between Ichigo and Ulquiorra is in full swing with Ichi being in Vizard mode and Ulq using his super-powered-grim-reaper-death-angel shiznits. Sooooo pow-da-fooo! =O

* * *

Tried out rugby today and I do advise guys to take it up! Instead of that prissy girly-boy sport you call football, rugby is a full body workout that works your legs and focuses on upper body strength. But without a solid core and a good pair of pistons in your feet, you will fail utterly. So I'd say it's much more intense than running about and kicking a ball =)

Sylvia-dahling and Vicky-dahling tagged me so I'mma do it right now.

100 Truths

1. Real Name: Alex Leong
2. Nickname(s): Lex, Lexy, Snorlax, Uncle, and others :)
3. Age: 17 (2009)
4. Zodiac Sign: Pisces! Glub glub~
5. Male or Female: MAN.
6. Elementary: Tadika Mutiara (Pink School), then SK Taman Segar
7. Middle School: Sekolah Seri Suria, Hulu Langat
8. High School: Sekolah Seri Suria, Hulu Langat
9. College School: Not there yet, honey.
10. Hair colour: Black and (in sunlight, chestnut). Soon to be electric blue :P
11. Long or Short: Short!
12. Loud or Quiet: Whichever you want it to be... *wink*
13. Sweats or Jeans: Jeansss.
14. Phone or Camera: Camera phone x)
15. Health Freak: Newly inducted and freshly minted hahaha
16. Drink or Smoke: I drink socially, and in very very very small amounts.
17. Do you have a crush on someone: Is this a trick question? :3
18. Eat or Drink: Why can't I have both?
19. Piercings: No thank you.
20. Tattoos: Yes plz :D
21. Social or Anti- Social : Sociallll~
22. First piercing: Again with the no.
23. First relationship : With a human.
24. First Best Friend: He was in Kindies - I forgot his name -_-
25. First Award: Who the fuck remembers these???
26. First Kiss : Yummy and metallic =X
27. First Pet: A pair of canaries (or were they lovebirds?) when I was 3
28. First Big Vacation: I do believe it was to China =)
29. First Love at first sight : Just a couple weeks back, mebbe?
30. First Big Birthday: The Lex doesn't DO birthdays.

Currently
49. Eating: Some beef stir fry I just whipped up :)
50. Drinking: Grape juice
51. Excitement level : Running on empty D:
52. I'm about to: Shower
53. Listening to: The harsh intonation and assonances of the spoken Korean language. Such terrible sounds. Simply terrible.
54. Plan for today: Sleep earlier so I can wake up earlier.
55. Waiting for: Tomorrow. ROFL.
56. Energy Level: Just topped up ^^
57. Thinking of someone: Aren't we always?

Future
58. Want kids?: No.
59. Want to get married?: Most probably no.
60. Careers in mind?: Celebrity chef/writer/critic/videogame designer. It's a big world.

Which is the better in the boy/girl you like
68. Lips or Eyes?: Eyes *goggle goggle*
69. Romantic or Funny?: Both! x)
70. Shorter or Taller?: Shorter? Taller? Bring it on...
71. Protective or Caring?: Caring and not too overprotective.
72. Romantic or Spontaneous?: Since I already stated I want romantic and funny, spontaneous lah.
73. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: I'll have both kthxbai
74. Sensitive or Loud?: LOUD! But sensitive at certain times to even it out.
075. Hook-up or Relationship?: Hookups are a lot less messy. Relationships are nice too though.
076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?: Let's put it this way, a lady who knows when to raise the roof, and isn't afraid to speak her mind, tell me what she wants and what she feels. I don't like girls who make too much noise, whine, or are clingy. Strictly no emos allowed.

Have you ever
80. Lost glasses or contacts: Nope. Broken a couple of pairs of glasses though D:

81. Ran away from home: Do I look stupid?.
82. Held a gun/knife for self defence: Nope. My fists and quick wits do the talking *smirks*
83. Killed somebody: Do fruits count . _ .

84. Broken someone's heart: Probably. Maybe.
85. Been arrested: Never have been. never will be.
87. Cried when someone died: Yes... Granny ='(

Do you believe in
89. Yourself: *where's the infinity sign on this keyboard!? o___o*
90. Miracles: Yes. I AM a miracle and so are you all.
91. Love at first sight: I like to.
92. Heaven: Maybe someday.
93. Santa Claus: Yes. I recently had a lengthy discussion on the economic crisis with him. Fat man's not too worried about it.
94. Tooth Fairy: Tooth who? *caveman expression*
95. Kiss in the first date: Depends on the girl.

Answer Truthfully
97. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now? : Yeah...
98. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now? : Not VERY happy, but I'm satisfied with where I'm at :)
99. Do you believe in God? : Yeah, sure. Bring on the Big Guy. But leave out the religious bits. And the praying. And the grovelling andn self-flagellation. And the parts where people an hero.

100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people:

I choose you!

- Amanda Moa!

- Wani!

- LynLi!

- Joo!

- Aimee!

- Shu Hsien!

- Padawan!

- And whoever else is reading this that gives a shit!

Needless to say, you don't have to do it if you aren't so inclined.

Have a restful weekend folks.

Alex out.

Sleep wrote me a letter.

2009-02-19T20:50:00.003+08:00

It misses me.

It's a Thursday again, and you know what that means for me: Double ICT, Double Bio, Double Chem and Double English. With a Prom Committee meeting like the proverbial cherry on top.

*sigh*

ICT was a breeze, Bio was pleasant, and Chem today was a practical day. Did some experiment involving hydrochloric acid and marble bits. When do we get to blow stuff up? I'll be first in line to conduct some tests involving nitroglycerin and bananas.

Did you know, loves, that a banana is potentially explosive as it contains potassium? Think about THAT the next time you get your Nom on x)

Wheeeeheeheee!

And today's English was rather interesting (but when is it never? Mr Ali's da bomb, bitchiz). Did my oral presentation on War - The Bosnian War, The Korean War, and the Cold War. If you'd get your palm off your left cheek, and scroll down please~

The hawt drawing of Mr Bayonet was only added AFTER the presentation. Lulz. All the other shit is how I wrote and doodled it in anticipation of the presentation.

Mr Brain is fucking cool, man. You can see Fallout 3 working its magic on me, digging its friendly, mutated, radiation-pocked claws into my psyche. Oh dear.

And oh yes, today was Amelia's birthday!

ROCK ON, AMY-GIRL! HAPPY BIRTHDAY :D

*hugs*

Lemme know if you want nachos, cash, or something else... like, a Honda or somethin'.

Kiddin' about the Honda, the nachos, not quite *grin*

And this inadvertently leads to my shameless self-promotion. My birthday's next Wednesday, the 25th. If you love me, wish meh. If you don't love me, wish me anyway or your grandmother's head will be on your doorstep when you come home <3

JUST KIDDING x)

Now wish me, ho.

*rubs hands together*

Oh, but if you're planning on going the extra mile and giving a lil' somethin' to me, then I guess I should help you guys out with the gift picking.

1. Cash is preferred. Ya insert it in the angpau then locate the ALEX and deposit it in his hand. Then ya give him a peck on the cheek and cross yourself then vamoose.

2. No cash? Books then. The list of books I'm currently seeking to add to my burgeoning heap of scifi fantasy obscura is as follows:

Dan Simmon's OLYMPOS

Alastair Reynolds' Absolution Gap

Alastair Reynolds' Chasm City

Alastair Reynolds' Redemption Ark

Horus Heresy: Mechanicum

The Art of Mass Effect

The Art of Clint Langley

Neil Gaiman's The Graveyard Book

These books can all be found at your friendly neighborhood Kinokuniya or whatever paperback reliquary you patronize :)

3. And something you KNOW I'll use. Stationery, mugs - hell, let's throw in condoms for good measure's sake - and other things you commonly see me using.

What say you aye?

*nudges mischievously*

Alex out!

Amy, that's one big card.

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And that's one big box of nachos :P

Have a nice one, haha.

Alex out.

MOAR!

2009-02-15T20:11:00.007+08:00

*imitates pidgeon with its beak wide open*

Today was fantastico!

Big thank yous to Jo Yi, Alex MOAAAAA and Amanda MOAAAAA for a wonderful day out :D

We lunched at Tony Roma's @ MV and had some of their famously delectable Ribs (Oh-so-sinful) and burgers. I got an early birthday present from Alex and Amanda ^^

Thank you, ladies! You make me happy! x)

Left MV around 5.30 cos' Dan's mom wanted to pick him up. Caught up with Dad, Joy and baby Chloe before leaving. The lil' one actually has hair now :o

*gaspusu*

SO.

Chances are, if you're in my monkeysphere, you know that my birthday - the anniversary of my fleshy soul-vessel being successfully built, is coming up. *waits for cheering and hears none* Okay, so maybe some of you don't. =/

Got tagged on Facebook by that modelly girl, Woan Ni and that sexy biatch, Lyn Li.

Owh crud.

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things,
facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

1. I have a lotta white hair. A WHOLE FUCKING LOT OF IT. *intimidating glare*

Ergo, I must be wise . _ .

2. I love the sound of Michael Buble's voice.

It's the calm sound of water on a hot summer day.

3. I'm allergic to alcohol.

Can't handle more than half a glass =(

4. I can't wait for my chance to save the world.

Who can?

5. I like girls. I like 'em a LOT :P

And I know you do too.

6. I'm gonna be the world's first celebrity chef-singer-writer-videogame-designer-philosopher x)

And it will be EPIC.

7. RED HOUSE ROCK 'N ROLL!

We pwnz j00!

8. Philosophy is for rich boys and girls who don't need a real job in life.

But I adore it so much.

9. I care about how I look. But I don't care about how other people view me.

I do it all for me :)

10. I am NOT a prude ;]

Are you? No? Alright, let's make out ;)

11. DID SOMEONE SAY BOOKS!? I LOVE BOOKS!

NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM

12. Driving on a Malaysian road is like a horror movie.

I mean, worse than a horror movie, and far more deadly.

13. Self-pity and being emo are two things I have no time for.

I also have no patience for whiny brats and emos.

14. I think lalas and ah-bengs/ah-lians are the cul-de-sac of society.

Please go an hero.

15. Female rights = WIN!

An empowered bitch > than an oppressed bitch

16. I like to sing in the shower.

And I do it even more when I'm outside the shower :3

17. Parental Advisory: I say fuck a lot.

Do it less nowadays.

18. Communism is a LIE.

Capitalism isn't.

19. I'm a blog whore.

And proud of it.

20. I love Woan Ni and Lyn Li, and everyone else I care to call a friend. Family included.

Because I know they've got my back.

21. Music makes me lose control.

It's a drug of mine, babe.

22. I love photography. I love camwhoring.

Because this world is beautiful. And so are the people in it.

23. I. LOVE. KOFFEEHHH 8D

Caffeine is a drug of mine.

24. I eat a lot and grow fat quickly D:

Yet I still keep eating D:

25. Be careful around me. Just be. Very. Careful.

What you say or do could end you and I both.

* * *

And tag eliminated. Thank you, seductive persons.

Alex out <3