Angst+Emo

Yeah, I'm feeling under the weather, and extremely angsty today, so everything looks like crap to me. I'm bored, I'm single, I'm cynical, I'm feeling restless. I need a holiday again. I'm tired of seeing this same old place all my life. I need some free breathing space. I need new environments to keep me going. I'm tired of entertaining people so I can get a reasonable paycheck at the end of every month.

I'm not a very pleasant person. I don't have a lot of patience. I get irritated easily.

I just want to be myself. Thats all.

Complaints, complaints, complaints. This ain't right, that ain't what we expecting. We like to complaint so much till we're so blinded by our own actions. Does that thing really needs to be perfect? Does it has to be exactly 1cm apart from each other? Does that 20 cents matter so much you're willing to spend the next 20 minutes annoying the fuck out of each other? Does that mild scratch on your car enough to turn you into a monster?

We're not building the world's longest bridge or the tallest building in our normal day lifes here. Life isn't all about being PERFECT. How do you justified perfect nowadays?

Hypocrites. We're all the same.

Bachelor my fucking ass

I was surfing through the Cleo's 50 Most Eligible Bachelors site this afternoon when I was bored out of my mind, trying to make time past faster. Uhm, let's just say they sounded like a bunch of bimbotic pansies to me. Too pretty. Too much make-up. Too fake. I like my man natural and I don't mind them rugged. The bachelors(if they really are, in real-life) are looking eerily similar to the contestants of Miss America, ala Malaysian male-version style.

And whoever who came up with those same, dang lame-ass question for the past years needs to be dragged out to public and given some good-old spanking and ass-cleaning. What the fuck?? Don't you have any other stuff to ask other than the century-old questions of dating and their dream women? Even we bitches has come a long way since then, okay, Cleo. We need smarter questions and smarter answers. I don't give a bloody fuck what sort of bad date he had before. We all had bad dates before, regardless of how hot you are.

So until I see some good-quality local female mags, I'm avoiding them like the plague.

Heaven and earth

I was surfing the news channels last night trying to check out what's the lastest development of the protests going down in Nepal, but it seems that China's President Hu Jin Tao and President Bush's morning speech was more important as all the channels are broadcasting the speech live.

I was watching the part where its President Hu's turn to speak, on Bloomberg when suddenly there was this loud shouting going on at the back of the cameras. The camera then swung to the back to reveal a mad ho cursing the shit out of Hu. The first thing that came to my mind when the camera panned on her was: Hell, what the fuck is Zheng Pei Pei doing here??

Mad ho seriously looked like a haggard-version of Zheng Pei Pei. I was amused to no end. I couldn't catch what she was saying, only parts about how the gods will punish you, Hu Jin Tao and most importantly, Fa Lun Gong.

Mad ho was fucking fierce, shouting at the top of her lungs, but I got to give credits to President Hu for not freaking out and order someone to shut her up, he just kept on with his speech even though the ho's shouting was overlapping on some of his words.

Ahhh....the wonders of live broadcasting......salute!

EDITED: Looks like mad ho isn't so mad afterall. According to BBC News, she's an "accredited journalist" with Epoch Times. If I were the White House security staff who escorted her away, I would beat some sense into this bitch's stupid ass head. I don't give a flying fuck you're an "accredited journalist", a mad ho is still a mad ho. Get some people to protest if you want to send the message out, not shouting and acting like a crazed-cavewomen from the iceage in front of the White House with live cameras all around you. Even if you somehow resemble Zheng Pei Pei, I still wanna beat the crap out of you.

They're coming!!!

Mahai, what the fuck is wrong with my BitComet and Streamyx connection??!!! Everytime I try to download something on BitComet, it keeps on cutting off my connection. Diu, I need to keep on redownload a bloody 4mb song because of this.

This better be the mp3 file I wanted, or I'm gonna summon the mad dogs of ultimate MP3 hell to bite the dicks off anyone who uploaded the wrong file.

Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes' L.Ron Hubbard-inspired, Scientology-blessed alien offspring finally pop out into this evil, evil world this morning.

All hell breaks loose.

Machibai, its still disconnecting every freaking 2 minutes!!!!! Damn dulan, must be that freaking baby creating chaos among the planets' alignment!!

I off to fix that bitch of a BitComet.

Back from the dead

Back from the dead after last week's food poisoning episode. Finally I can go to the toilet without having the need to shit out just liquid. Meh.

So what's a bitch to do when she's down with a cranky stomach and bowel movements?? Why.... stay home and watch DVDs of course! Manage to finish all 26 episodes of GITS: SAC 2nd GIG in a day's time. This is some brilliant stuff, y'all. One of the not-so main reason was this time, I don't need to keep up with a cheery, weepy, useless, boobies-bouncing leading female character. It also does help a lot when you realized that one Tachikoma is cuter than the whole team of Section 9 combined. I wouldn't want to mess with the Major even if I'm a titatium-made super-cyborg(????), bitch's fierce, but I wouldn't mind doing her. -__-

I'm too lazy to review because I'm currenty busy looking for more animes to download. There's a thing call Google nowadays, you know?

I'm off to some nap time. Mahai, today's weather is sure fucked-up.

Rou Gu Cha

The bak kut teh I had for lunch was orgasmalicious. Burrrp. Fantastic stuff.

Tommorow is a holiday so I'm going for a facial later in the evening. And what does holiday and facials got to do with each other? Nothing, I assumed, I just want to mention the same darn thing in one sentence.

The consequences of having bak kut teh is not only getting fatter hips and tummy, but also causes sleepyness during office working hours apparently.

So I'm off to more Yahoo Messenger kepoh-ing. Tata.

P/S: The title means bak kut teh in mandarin.

RRRRRROCK!

I went to Rock Corner yesterday for some serious retail therapy and BUGGER, I cannot step into that shop without buying anything. So many CDs, so many DVDs to buy, so little budget.

What did I got? A couple of anime DVDs at dirt cheap price(whoopee!!) and 2 CDs. I couldn't make up my mind on whether to grab Arctic Monkey's album or Kaiser Chief's(actually I wanted to try both), so I got Kasabian's, LOL. Manage to get the V for Vendetta soundtrack too. The ultra-friendly shop assistant there was very ecstatic when she found out I went for the movie too.

Gonna catch Ice Age 2 later tonight. Chiao.

Priceless

Train ticket to Mid-Valley: RM 1

Price of lunch at Dome: RM 50

Pink Floyd's Animal album at Rock Corner: Around RM 50 I think, didn't bother to check, too excited

Train ticket back home: RM 5 something

Listening to said album with dad's fancy-schmuky, high-tech, state-of-the-art, doesn't-come-cheap hi-fi surround system: PRICELESS

Sure beats listening it on my Philips slim-looking stereo set. Seriously my ears could bleed listening from that thing, but I got it for free from HSBC, so can't complain much.

P/S: Pink Floyd is seriously the king of rock operas, with each song running more than 10 minutes long. I appreciate that, but my patience could only stretch to 7 minutes, max.

Rock Corner is currently my favourite music store, period. Dad loves it so much he couldn't stop talking about it. Even bought some CDs recommended by the salesperson there. But the Cliff Richard CD he got garner much shit from me, LOL.

SEX PISTOLS aka Fuck off if you don't like this

No, not Sid Vicious' or John Lydon's Sex Pistols. And it has nothing to do with anarchy in the UK or God saving the Queen. Its far more than that.

Mind you, if you have never seen any gay comics/movie or is extremely sensitive to anything gay, just skipped this entry, 'kay? I don't want no flaming homophobes and god-fearing lunatics screaming how God will punish me and fags deserved to die, blah blah blah.

Sex Pistols is the name of a yaoi(BL or boyXboy or gay) manga I'm currently knee-deep into. A far-stretch and wild storyline, some fine-ass drawings and humourous characters made this title a cult favourite among the BL manga scene. It has one of the craziest and most original idea I've seen in a manga before, where the true soul form of humans are animals. And the fiercer the animal soul form is, the higher "rank" that person is. I mean a cat and a leopard is quite a huge difference, right?

This manga is not suitable for the faint-hearted, cause it features coughmalepregnancycough too. In the manga, there are several different ways to conceived in male form, from pills, friendly parasites to fake vaginas(!!!). Yeah, fake vaginas. My heart just skipped a beat typing that phrase.

I think I need to go lie down for awhile now. The image of fake vaginas keeps on popping up in my head. Overall, a fantastic, wonderfully written and drawn piece, as the mangaka doesn't feel the need to plague every chapter with the obliged sex scene.

Remember, remember

Man, those bitches at manglobe did it again this time. From the same guys who gave us the fanfuckingtastic Samurai Champloo last year now comes back with a new anime call Ergo Proxy.

I've only managed to watch the first episode with chinese-subtitles, but it looks promising enough for me to get the rest of it. Graphics and drawings were smooth, albeit a little dark at times due to the story theme.

Loved the background soundtrack in the series, but I didn't really like Radiohead's "Paranoid Android" as their ending theme.

Finanlly manage to catch V for Vendetta last Friday, alone. No one was really interested in the movie other than myself; dad already saw it a few days before me and friends were put off by its political message.

I loved it. It was brilliant. Hugo Weaving is hands-down the guy who can STILL act even starring behind a bloody mask throughout the entire movie. Sure beats quite a lot of so-called A-List superstar actors out there. He did a wonderful job here and so does the rest of the cast. Natalie Portman is a million galaxies better in here than her potrayal of Luke's ma/Darth Vader's girl in Star Wars. And bitch has the balls to shaved off her hair onscreen like that.

Gotta love the the scene at the beginning of the movie when V and Evey first met in the alleyway. I wouldn't mind dating a guy who can introduce himself like that, LOL. I think I need to get the soundtrack too. I enjoyed some of the slow numbers in the movie.

Anyhow, I'm thinking about watching Inside Men. I prolly end up watching it alone again, WTF.