You Know Nothing

I’ll kill, I’ll kill!! Although I say it many times, but this time I actually mean it. “I will kill and tear you apart!!”

How was my day if you ask, I would say it’s first-class. Let’s see, I begin my day with class skipping which is nothing to be arrogant of; but that gain me a few more hours to sleep. Then I woke up doing some reading; journal analysis to be exact. There’s just so little time but so much reading to do. I was on direct science for a few hours until the Internet turn slow. That’s the time I'm really pissed off; waiting the journal page to load is like forever. Someone please go complain!

Without any option left. I decided to pay a visit to my university library. Without disappointment, the Internet there was faster. It’s faster by ten times. That's when I start to kick ass, the journal ass. I was reading journal like mad cow, one by one, page by page and some I even have to go through twice. Oh by the way, journal reading sucks! Anyway I managed to get some useful journal for my next assignment before I return to my hostel.

As usual, I was having dinner with my friends but the rain forces us to end our meal earlier. I ran slowly all the way to my hostel. I just like the rain, although it’s temporary but that bring back a lot of memory. The scent of it, the sound of it; how peaceful. Then J.S texted I to save his guitar; some tuning and it’s as good as new. Then I proceed to my journal reading and voola.

How was my day if you ask again, I would kick your ass so hard that you kiss the sky. I was totally pissed off! Sorry for being real but I’m no kidding, I want kick ass BIG TIME. I was so pissed off that I even force my buddy to a game of basketball (I need to stop my brain from thinking, I need to adrenaline), but everyone is just too busy with their assignment.

The thing is there’s something that I don’t want to talk about. That was something I sealed away long time ago, and put a sign of ‘don’t ever remind me again’ on it. Sincerely it was a mistake, and to my stupidity I let the mistake flow but somewhat it stop (let’s not denounce who’s the one stopped it; it stop eventually don't it?). Human do make mistake, and I’d too. I admit that I’m no good guy; frankly speaking, I did numerous of awful thing, some that break heart, some that I regret and some that still hurt even for years.

Yes, I did a lot of terrible thing; not that I’m proud of it but still I won’t deny any of them. That’s because the fact that I did it. Not to something that I hadn’t done, that I’m really pissed off. People, you only judge by eyeball and presuppose that’s the truth by your naive brain. I tell you what: that’s how the rumor spread. Just because I don’t stand up and explain it to you guys; which I think is unnecessary because is not like I owe your guys an explanation. Who are you to me?

People, do me a favor: if you don’t know the whole story or you don’t have the chance to see the whole picture, please stop. Please stop spreading your own story to the other. Ask yourself “Do you really know the story?” Let me tell you what: “You know nothing; you know nothing about my life, so stay the frog out of it”. Honestly, I’m already so iniquitous now, any of this rumor do me no harm; but please think of other.

I really feel like screaming out loud now, maybe I should plug my guitar into my max volume Amp and ROAR the whole Wang Ulu. Nonetheless a friend of mine has a better suggestion.

Screaming might just be another way to express myself, okay then let's give it a try. "Arg(cover with pillow)"

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Thanks Unfriendly One! I'm more relief now.

Totally Classic

"JUST FOR YOU GIRL"

Big K Small C

Thank you! Even though the day I know you might be short, but you certainly bring a big impact in my life.

You guys may not realize but you guys in no doubt bring me a lot of joy for the past few days. Besides having fun, you guys too bring me to walk down a lesson of a life time. Somewhat I see my own reflection in cherishing one; I learn that when two people of different world are brought together, they might not live as one. But through tolerance, through patience, through understanding, through willingness to share their life; they might actually come as one.

No matter how I see them, there’s nothing alike between them; one size too big and one size too small. Nevertheless what within you guys totally change my perspective about the world; mainly life and love. You guys may not realize but you guys have already done me a big favor.

"Big K, protect your small C well. As I’ll cherish mine"

Kedah Trip (Part Three)

I know you guys have been longing for my update till your neck is as long as giraffe. Sorry for keeping you guys waiting, here it goes…and one more thing don’t be confuse with the date, this is no ‘back to the future’. Yes I admit I just uploaded it, but the fact is I had already finished writing this blog long time ago. Due to my extreme tight schedule, I just have the chance to upload it now; yet I still hope to retain the date I wrote this blog, so hereby I apologizes for any inconvenient (after all like you care, I know you don’t give a darn). So here it goes…

Where are we, let’s see…

Aha! After our video arcade ass kicking moment, the four travelers decided to waste spend their time with a movie. There aren’t many choices left; Final Destination 5 and another Bollywood film. Frankly speaking, I’m no fans of horror movie especially those that you can predict; or in this case, you knew the ending. I just don’t understand why people willing to pay to watch other die. But look who’s talking here, I picked FD5 rather than Bollywood film (I guess a normal Chinese will do the same, provided no choice).

And so we pay nine bucks each for a-movie-that-you-knew-the-ending. Before the show start, I heard people saying “Ending sure all die one”, “This show very wai (disgusting) one”, “FD5 like previous FD series only”, “Sure die in pieces one” and so on. I can’t help to wonder “Since you guys already know the story and the ending, what the point of watching?”

As predicted, the movie start with people dying, blood splashing here and there, people running fiercefully, people screaming for life, ambulance siren and sexy-gorgeous main actress. What attract me the most is none other than (of course sexy-gorgeous *ahem*) their creative way of dying. The ways they die are beyond your imaginary; knife, gun, rope and fire are just too old school. FD5 features really creative way of getting one killed, all new school method: Nascar crash, fall of bathtub kill, swimming pool sucker kill, mowing machine plus stone combo kill and last but not least my favorite; car auto-washing machine kill. That’s totally classic man! How can car auto-washing machine kill? Electric shock? Hand stuck in the machine roller? Inside car accident? No, no and no. It was far more classic, totally new school: drown inside the car kill. Just imagine how one can drown inside their very own car, and the killer is none other than the auto-washing machine. Creative huh? I guess that’s the main selling point of FD5.

Now here I really need to apologize to someone, my friend from Kedah (the one I texted earlier, let’s just give him a nick: Han). It’s totally a bad idea coming to the host's hometown and not meeting the host, which is my friend in this case. I know, I know you’ll compare. The thing is you are more warm-hearted in welcoming us to your hometown and I’m no way near warm-hearted status, so don’t compare. Anyhow Han arrived a bit late that day, and we had a tight schedule to pursue, that’s why we couldn’t spend much time with you at the mall. Instead, to Han hospitably, he brings us to some Kedah famous makan place.

I went there once last year and the soya drink there was fantastic, hence we went all the way there just to take a sip of Kedah famous soya. I guess the lyrics old proverb was right “when you want it the most, that's no easy way out” We went all the way just to have a stare at the closed stall.

With not much time left, we decided to eat there. We are all starving because earlier this morning we only had a typical fish ball noodle and McD. We save our appetite so long for the dinner; Kedah delicates. I ordered some egg oyster with fried rice for myself and Mr.K taking order for the girls while Han went to the western food corner. The fried rice is superb and Han’s western food look delicious too.

Then we take a look at Mr.K order, to be honest, we are shocked; not ordinary shock, is like million volts lightning multiple shock, those deadly type some more. Guess what, Mr.K ordered fish ball noodle! Yes freaking no kidding

F-I-S-H B-A-L-L N-O-O-D-L-E-S

Yes the one we had earlier on this morning so we can save our appetite for more Kedah delicates; well in this case the Kedah delicates would be referring to fish ball noodle. Han and I were having a shocking-wanna-laugh face but that cannot even compare with Bb face. No words can describe her face, no words; maybe there is one word to describe that: sibehtulan. I thought that FD6 will be screening earlier than I expected, staring Bb killing Mr.K with bowl of fish ball noodle or a pair of chopstick but sadly nothing happen. Bb ate her bowl of typical fish ball noodle silently.

Then Lbs ask me to order her a drink and by the way she drinks a lot, if compare to a cow, Lbs would be half of the cow. Honestly, I like Lbs command because she forever give a full-direct-instruction “Mels can you help me to ask for a Barley drink” with a pointed direction toward the uncle behind me. Human follows order pretty well, that’s why I guess I just turn around and tap the uncle in the shoulder. “Uncle, one more Barley please”, the uncle turn around with a bunch of lottery tickets in his hand. I was stunned, some five seconds stun. His face expression tells the entire story “What the frog man! Which part of me look like a waiter?” Thanks Lbs for getting me into this, and she didn’t even help me to explain, all Lbs did was laugh and laugh. The uncle keep asking me something in Hokkien, which sound like “You want lottery ticket, kid?”

Alas, we have to catch the last bus back to Kangar, I know it’s unfair to Han as he travel all the way up from his place to Alor Setar and we couldn’t stay long with him. The thing is I would sincerely like you to be around us from the very beginning, things are surely more merry-joyous with you around but too bad the timing went wrong and maybe I’m the one to blame. Anyhow we are able to board the last bus back to Kangar. We bid farewell to Han as he drive out all alone.

Everyone was sleeping in the bus but often smile can be seen on each other faces. I would say this is quite a successful trip.

The End (finally).

Kedah Trip (Part Two)

I had to admit that I uploaded it a little bit late, but I still remember my promise (at least I still upload it right?). As I promised, here comes part two of my Kedah trip.

After lunch, we with so much hope waiting our Kedah friend to turn up (the one I texted early on), but he actually say “I’m still busy, might not be able to see you guys”. We actually feel kind of disappointment, although we had already expected it. Things are surely merry-joyous with him around but he’s busy. Too bad we couldn’t share that merry-joyous with him. So this four travelers decided to explore the city of Alor Setar on their own.

Well, we always wanted to hear Lbs sing, her voice is said to be more mesmerizing than the voice of mermaid, her pitch is said to be so controlled like a 24 hours ATM machine, her singing is said to be unpolluted like an angel and somewhat remind people of heaven, and her singing is said to revive the dead and purges evil. It may sound absurdly ridiculous but that’s the tale which been spreading ever since a man accidentally heard her singing in some lecture hall, and thought he’s in heaven for that particular moment. That’s why we must cherish this opportunity; to make her sing.

Our first stop would be E-box in Alor Setar Mall, rumor to be the best place to karaoke in Kedah; unless you want to sing in some one dollar per song singing box. We pay twelve buck taxi to get there from McD. Alas, the charge of E-box is nothing but ‘chop’ my arm and leg extremely extravagant which unaffordable by poor students like us. Regretfully we have to abandon the idea of hearing Lbs sing. Bb insisted to pay at first, but after a long analysis and persuasion by Mr.K, we forfeited the plan. We went into video arcade instead.

Now, there's also rumor that Lbs is famous for gaming especially fighting game. Rumor said that she is the first woman champion for World Fighting Game; an international prestige tournament.

“I’m so lucky to watch her play” I thought to myself before watching her play. Calmly she walk to the corner of the arcade where all the Pro gather, she then graze at the machine; Tekken 3. She sits down and wave her hand signifying that she wanted a coin. “She asked for a coin!” I run and shouted joyfully, she then inserts the coin to the machine; challenging a brat halves her size and age, no matter how I look at him, he’s just another nursery school kid. The game started, Lbs picked the best out of her army and get ready to fight. She’s in the battle mode, she turn the joystick vigorously and pressing the button like a mad cow. Often saliva can be observed coming out of her mouth, she jump she kick she almost break the machine.

K.O

The first and second match ended quickly, it was an easy match; in fact almost true to say that the game favors one side, it wasn’t a fair game from the start. The game favors the brat.

“WHAT!!?”

Yes the game favors the brat. Lbs lose the first and second matches to a brat; a nursery school kid to be precise. Yes Lbs lose, the so called first woman to win the World Fighting Game. She loses two games straight to a kid.

“That kid must be the new fighting game master” I thought again. “Even better than the champs, must be some underground gaming clan's apprentice” (once again, I think too much) I still couldn’t accept the fact that Lbs lose. For the third match, Lbs already put a give up look and passed the game to me.

Frankly speaking, I was trembling, cold feet, and sweating like a wet pig; I nearly couldn’t feel the joystick because my hand was all numb. Nonetheless, I proceed with all the courage left, challenging the new game demon; a brat. The character that Lbs choose was so hard to control (champs often pick the most challenging hero), that even lower my possibility of winning over this game demon. All I know is punch and kick, the super basic in fighting game. Nevertheless in the end, I win.

“WHAT? I WON”

Yes I won, I couldn’t believe my eye; “It was luck, it was plain luck” I convincing myself and pull myself together for the next match. And guess what?

I WIN AGAIN

Legendary World Fighting Champion my ass. With just punch and kick, I win but there’s nothing to proud of by beating a nursery school kid. Then I look at Lbs, and she say “I play better with PS controller”.

“YOU’RE RIGHT!”

That’s when I start to believe that ‘rumor mend to be rumor until it’s proven’. That’s when I started to doubt her singing ability as well.

To be continued…

Kedah Trip (Part One)

I should have uploaded this blog yesterday, but fatigue and tiredness conquered me and there’s nothing much I can do but to surrender. Anyhow the story started yesterday morning when four travelers decided to take a trip down town; Kedah.

It’s all started when someone (me) suggest that we should make full use of our holiday to explore Kedah. We actually planned this trip a week ago, but due to some misfortune, misunderstanding and ..Eh eh.....eh.. oh cut the crap, we just didn’t make it. Well we finally agreed somehow that we make it a trip. So everything was as planned, smooth as always; I manage to wake up at eight in the morning. And we manage to get on the 0915 bus to Kangar, I must admit that we nearly missed the bus because of someone (me) but what the heck we did it at last right?

Once reaching Kangar, we just get a bowl of fish ball noodle; just to provide us sufficient strength to last till Kedah for more delicates. It’s just a typical fish ball noodle, nothing special. We manage to hop on the 1030 Kedah bus. Oh I forget to introduce the travelers which includes me (duh), Mr.K, Lbs and Bb. It was a long trip, but it’s faster if compare to my trip back Ipoh. To be precise, it’s an hour long trip. At last, we reach Kedah. I texted one of my friends in Kedah (he told me to text him if we went Kedah) but he’s busy; so we just have to explore Kedah ourselves.

Our first stop would be a mall near Pekan Rabu. It’s a shopper paradise, for cheap but fashionable cloth. I read about checker fashion in the magazine not long ago, and guess what the whole shopping mall is filled with checker fashion cloth. I don’t blame Mr.K for saying that checker cloth is too outdated because his fashion knowledge is just too outdated as well. He said that it’s for uncle but looks who dressing like an uncle every now and then. I spotted a few nice checker cloths, I get smarter this time. I spot what I like and compare prices before I get cheated again make my purchases. Checker rock! Wait till I have chance to show you, Mr.K.

We went bowling (because we couldn’t bowl in Kangar), and this is the fourth time of me playing bowling; in reality. If you're talking about virtual bowling, I'm a pro. Almost seven bucks per person is indeed something not worth, well I don’t like bowling at the first place that make it not worth. But watching Lbs and Bb play worth it all, how they ‘throw’ the ball was classic. Their movement and reaction was classic too. They can fling the ball so high and hit the floor with a loud BANG! That’s the first time I see barbarian bowl, seven bucks for an interesting eye opening; worth! I get second place with a two digits score, but that's not bad for starter. Even Mr.K get two digits score despite he’s a veteran.

I managed to buy a cloth, checker one despite of Mr.K complains. Then we head to McD, something that all of us been longing for (because we couldn't McD in Kangar). I just don’t understand why people don’t like McD, I mean I never heard of someone or anyone that can resist McD. The burger, the sundae, the fries and free-to-refill drink; who can resist it. But there’s an exception for everything, even for this and guess who? Mr.K. I remembered he say this during our last visit to McD “I just don’t understand why people willing to spend more for buns and potato” and he’s constantly comparing McD with Ramly burger. Nevertheless, this time he say “I like McD”, he actually say that! In front of me, Lbs and Bb. What the frog, you hated McD for so long but then you just suddenly love it. You cannot just like McD that way!

Oh did I mention that I meet my twin brother? Yes I did, Lbs actually saw someone who wear the same shirt as I do. The atmosphere was odd, totally odd. But again, that was an S&K cloth; a mass production of hongkies style clothing. I who has been known as S&K ‘ambassador’ by my friends for having so many of S&K product, should already be aware that I’ll eventually has a crash cloth day, because S&K clothes is popular; just hit the spot for youth and economical. I wasn’t surprised at all, just feel a little odd thanks to Lbs.

There’s just so many to write, Alas, I decided to stop now and continued later, maybe tomorrow. Don’t worry I promise that I’ll upload Part Two as soon as possible.

To be continued…