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03
Aug

Why No Comments On the Hazel Thing???

By elysesidea 4 Comments
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I’m surprised….why the Hazel post have only two comments one? It’s suppose to be a controversial post and i expect more comments from people (especailly my frienbds) bashing me with words that i’m "disloyal" or "unfaithful" to my dear. How come so~~~ quiet one??? hmm~~~~ Looks like freedom of media is being excercised by me only (and April….she is….ahem…)

I think there was plenty of misundetstanding between me and my friends who read the post for thinking that i’m "going to change my target". There are few reasons of why i write and post the writting in this blog even though it is very controversial in my social circle.

First, is to bring in more comments written on one particular blog. The number of comments recieve will show the freedom of critics and comunication. Also, this will be one different and interesting way to interact and share feelings and opinions among many people. This is the purpose i revive my blog: to write out anything that comes to mind and stretch the limit of conscience. NOT TALKING AT MY BACK AND ASSUMING THAT I’M GOING TO BREAK-OFF.

Second, I really want to share with many people that i found a girl along with her friends and her lecturer Mr. Hafiz (though i haven’t mention them YET) who are really mesmerizing people besides the lads in the choir and the fellows in my Lokman school (Puven and Kajin). They really made an impact to me and my all-male classmates. (my all-male class seriously need some girls to hang around with or else the testosterone will get worse).

Third, the descriptive essay is just a metaphor excercise. I hardly get a really really impactful or meaningful topic to express all the metaphor expressions like i did last time. So it was a moment of storm of the brain where all the flowery language circulates itself around one person, and that person happens to be Hazel. So i just bang on and bang it up just to spice things up a little bit. So i was expecting people to comment on the metaphor. If there’s no comments, means that my metaphor has lost it’s flare. But since i heard some noise from my back, i suppose my flowery writting skills still work…..(perasan-ing…lol)

So what made me writting such controversial bullshit while i have many other things that i can write and excercise my skills?

Simple, it was a sudden brain strom.

So why not i write about my dear instead?

Simple, because i don’t need to write and show off to everyone while not doing it. I also don’t need to tell her much….I just do it….It’s between me and her, so there’s no need to write and post it public (save the blushes).

So i hope this post would clear the skies of the minds of my friends who read the Hazel thing. Of course my friends will have a little sense of doubt against me but hey, who doesn’t?! I even doubt myself whether i’m on track of THE relationship. I kept doing and testing things to prove myself that i am on the right track. And indeed, i AM ON THE RIGHT TRACK.

Thank you very much for reading.

30
Jul

Updates….And Hazel

By elysesidea 6 Comments
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Ages ago, i posted a blog. AGES later, today, i FINALLY FINALLY post a posting.

This is week 10 of my current semester and the workload is reaching up to my nose level. I had to jump to get some air (but Jason is already sinking and desperately trying to get up).

I’ve checked my body mass (notice that u don’t use the word ‘weight’?). I learnt that i’m lighter by nearly 10kilos already. The last time i weight myself was about 10 weeks ago. And 10 weeks later, i’m nearly 10 kilos lighter…..

WOW….now i am IAN THE MAN SUPERLAGGERA (Super-Light in Italiano). This month, i have spent roughly and nearly 900 bucks on food…..NINE HUNDRED BUCKS…..and i only eat lavish food a few times. I am very inefficient in energy and food consumption. I’m eating a lot and i am still lighter. Feeling like Lamborghini Gallardo Superlaggera now….-_-”’

And speaking of Italiano, I want to share with you guys about a girl in debate…

I was involved in debate somehow. Being forced to, i had to compete with other debating students (generally freshies) to be selected to compete in the Inter-Campus debate competition (which was eventually won by another KL1team from the same campus. I was in team KL2, which reached the quarter finals where me and my team lost to a more senior and experienced debators.

During the school competition, i met with many fresh teams consists of freshies. There was a team from the Public Relations course that consists of all girls. The 1st speaking was a plum and short girl, not really significant but very friendly. The second speaker was a hot young chick (really hot to me) while the third one….hmm….here the story goes…

When we first met in a debate round, they think i was cocky. I thought they were cocky too. Then this girl wore a white blue colour schemed t-shirt that bears the word ITALIANO, a commemoration of the 2006 FIFA World Cup winners Italy. She was fair, has the oval shaped face and bright eyes that caught my attention. Her posture and her ponytail hair projects a sense of naivity and purity that add to a sense of wiitiness. Her pale cherry lips tempts you to communicate with her deeply and nose that you wished to nudge with yours. Her slim and healthy body tells you that she is active and pure virgin, so pure that it sends wave of attractiveness that my friend drools over.

Out of so many girls in TARCollege so far, this is the girl who had really got my attention a lot. It was not her Italiano t-shirt, not he clean jeans, not the neat pony-tail hair, not the sense of style that she loses out to the hot second speaker. It was her aura and character projection. She gives me the impression of an Alice in Wonderland, very inviting, very attractive, very pure and descent. She was bright, so bright that even the dark and gloomy weather of that day made to look like it never was. The best of all, she wasn’t all that pretty face nor that hot attire.

Unlike any other girls in the TARCollege, she doesn’t wear those hot pants, trendy tight top, or a low cut strap blouse nor a mini-skirt. She wears as simple as me and my dear wears: t-shirt and pants and shoes. Yet, she caught my attention a lot. She tempts me to talk to her more, to be friend with her and tell her to watch out in the bloody world out there just to keep her bright soft character.

That first day i didn’t get to know her much due to debate. But she was smart, witty and straight. Few weeks later when all of us have debate intensive training prior to the Inter-Campus Finals, i really get to know her.

She was very friendly, warm and sweet. It’s like taking strong Mentos on a bright sunny warm beach. In a hot and humid Malaysian weather, she seems to make it warm and drier. Comfortable to talk to her. And she has her confidence.

Like any other girls, she has her emotions as well. But it never felt like going too near too her as to preserve her purity. I would expect a very kind and wonderful man awaiting to look after her and preserve the sunshine of her for the rest of her life. Because that sunshine is something that many people would need to get through the rainy days of life. It was that projection where people need to make them smile and ponder over a wonderful being. Who knows, she might strike a chord in many people’s mind without saying a word to signal something, to signal an action or progression must be taken; a step to make another person’s life much more beautiful and warm as well as compfortable. By just existing in my life, she has moved me in a way that i must do something for a reason.

Honey, I am sorry. I think i have neglected you for awhile. I have been off-tracked and off-beat from you. I think i must apologize for the things that i didn’t make-up for you. I don’t know how much i have missed but i think i really missed a lot of things. I missed a fact that i love you so much and i haven’t cherish it appropriately. Busy is not a good reason for negligence. Putting our picture as my phone wallpaper is never a good way to cherish to cover-up my negligence.

The girl is called Hazel, a beautiful name for a wonderful person. She somehow placed another light above me to let me see what i really have around me, to let me realize how much little things that i have missed, and how little things could affect the most.

This is not only to my dear. This is also to my friends….

13
Jul

A Car Crash

By elysesidea 0 Comments
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Yesterday was the 12 of July. And some should know that there is this Bon Odori event being held in the Panasonic Sports Complex, Shah Alam. So i went there with my gf and the rest of the gang. We left the place at about 9.30. We drove in two cars. Me, my gf, Jason and another girl (homo) sat in my car. The rest of the gang got into Fish’s car. So we drove.

Of course, i drove faster and very quickly i reacjed the cheras area. So an accident happened.

I was following two cars on the third (right) lane at distance of about 1 car. And there were few more cars on my left side. We were all driving at approximately 80 to 100km/h. Not a fast speed on a highway. And then when making a curve down the MRR2 highway, going pass the Cheras Baru busines centre, it all happened.

The Waja infront of me suddenly slammed the brakes. Rubber smoke came out of his rear tires. I break hard spontaneosly. I thought it was another jam not vissible at the descend of the fly-over. So i relax the breaks a bit so that i don’t lock up my tires.

Tyhe next moment, a few miliseconds later, the Waja and the car infront swerve to the middle lane abrubtly like a race car. That was the point of no return. That was the point where i saw a brown old Proton Saga, static on the middle of the third lane. It was less than 20 minutes away from where the two cars swerved to a side.

I tried to avoid the static car but i can’t. There was another car on my left hand so i had no space to turn left. So i slammed the breaks as hard as i could, with the three of my passengers paralyzed in shock. Faced blanked but mind was racing for calculations for alternative. The output of my thoughts was none but to simply crash the static Proton Saga. I knew, it won’t be a hard hit, just a crash. Then, bumped.

I saw debris spewing out of the front of my car. The impact pushed the static car further another 8 meters away from it’s static spot. Then another white Proton Iswara bumped into my back. Again another bumped which is from a third car behind, a Singaporean Mercedes-Benz S-Class. Brand new and it was only 2 weeks old.

I immediately switched off my engine and got off my car to take a look at the amount of damage on my car. My car was wrecked very badly at the front. The hood bent inwards, bumper lay on the ground dangling on the right joint, both headlamps were broke, radiator was knocked inwards, touching the exhaust outlet of the engine and water flowing out of the radiator like a man being stabbed on the neck a few times and his blood flow down and across the lane.

I ordered my passengers to get out immediately before anything else happen. After making sure the engine bay was still fine and no danger was posed after the crash, i started to inspect what other damages occured.

The Proton Saga infront of me had a dented rear bumper, where i rammed. A plastic panel of the bumper was hanging out. That’s all, no other serious damages. Apparently, the Saga broke down due to battery fault and the old couple of the car were lucky enough to stand away from the car. They were from Sabah. The number plate was Sabahan. There were emergency signal lights from the car the the emergency sign was placed about 2 meter from the car. These explain why the two cars infron of me prior to impact failed to notice it earlier until the point where they manage to avoid a crash.

Looking at the back, the white Iswara was from Penang. The young chap was from Penang staying in Setapak to study Monash. His front bumper was dettached to the ground after hitting my rear. Yet, i was curious that my rear bumper was perfectly intact with a very very small scratch. His rear, being bumped by a Benz, had a minor scratch and dent.

The Benz on the other hand, was very unlucky. It was driven by it’s owner, whose a Singaporean and married a Malaysian wife, for only 2 weeks and it had to suffer a blow on the left headlamps. The male driver wasn’t happy of course.

I should say this is a multi-state accident. It involves cars and people from Sabah, Penang, Kuala Lumpur and Singapore. hmm~~~

I suffered the worst damage. My cooling system was severely damaged and water was leaking out. The front body panel was dented. Meaning repair work would be costly and difficult. It need to have a repair on the front body panel, side quarter panels, a new bumper, a new hood, a pair of headlamps, new radiator tubings and repair on the radiator itself. Hopefully there is no other internal damage in the engine bay besides the cooling system.

I still managed to drive the car back home, stopping on the road side to refill water into the leaking radiator so that the engine won’t over-heat as i drive.

If i were to be more alert and awake, i could minimize or even avoid a collision peacefully. If i have lessen one passenger, i won’t damage the radiator. I would damage the bumper instead. And if i allow my gf to drive, she would just drive pass the Saga as though it is not threatening anybody (because she wasn’t tired after the Bon Odori). I was tired and unhappy with Bon Odori. And i always discourage more than 2 passengers in my car because my tires can’y handle too much weight and inertia. Also, i crashed when i’m driving slower. The crashed occured at about 80km/h. I drove back from Shah Alam at 150km/h….

Again, speeding wasn’t the factor of accidents. It’s due to your alertness and fatique. You must always be alert when driving and remain awake. If you are tired or fatique, DON’T DRIVE!

06
Jul

Morning Incident

By elysesidea 1 Comment
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I had a cool night out yesterday. My friends and i spent a night at puimun’s house in Sg. Buloh (far far away kingdom neighbourhood)to celebrate a friend’s birthday.

Thye next morning, we woke up and Jason, Fish and April get into my car to get home. In the car, there were ‘exciting’ stories about what happen during the ’slumber’ night. Something very….erm…bizzare…45minutes later, i reached Padan Indah, about to reach Fish’s house.

At Padan Indah, there is a fly-over intersection that crosses MRR2 and connects from Pandan Indah to Shamelin. On that fly-over intersection, i was driving at 80km/h, about to reach the first line of traffic lights. It was green.

You guessed it, i had an accident. But not a big one (though you wish i should have one, curse me…). I was about to pass the first line of traffic when a motorbike, from the opposite direction, pop into my road direction.

He was suppose to stop at red as my direction was green. But as most Malaysian bikers do, they would ignore the red and took the opposite direction lane to get to the other exit on his left, further down the intersection, where the first line of traffinc lights were.

I was travelling at 80km/h (not speeding) and the biker in the middle of the road saw me finally and suddenly. He was stunned, panicked, and squeezed his brakes AT THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD!!! Of course, natural i slammed my brakes, but making sure it doesn’t lock up my wheels or he’ll get a much harder hit.

It took a moment for him to re-balance himself after pressing his brakes while i’m burning my brakes from 25meters on where he stunned in the middle of the road. Well, the moment took too long because i’m burning my brakes, attempting to stop from 80km/h to zero in 25 meters or less.

Then, as my car edges inches away from him, that’s where he manage to accelerate his bike to the next lane on my left so that he would avoid a direct hit to his legs on the side. But my left corner of the front bumper nudged him firmly on his rear wheel, by the chain. He falls with his bike, with metal fragments flung into the air like a pop-corn in the making.

The hit was firm enough to topple him and the bike off balance, firm enough to break off a metal body part of his bike, firm enough to cause a leak in his fuel tank, but not firm enough to break my bumper. I parked my on the side and took a look. There were minor scratches on the left corner of the bumper. My black fiber fenders was torn on that same corner and the plastic cover of the left fog-light was broken. Amazingly, a Satria could withstand that impact. There was no bumper cracks nor any extended fitment gaps. Just some minor scratches and a very small deformation on the metal bumper. (wow….Satria rocks….)

I should say he was extremely lucky. I manage to brake nearly at the point where he stopped. In other words, i manage to stop my car from 80 to 0km/h in more or less 25 meters. He was 24.5meters away from my braking point. Meaning it was that close to his severe injury or his death.

So next time, please stop at red, go at green. Even if you want to die, please use the roof of a building, don’t disobey the red and green. There are many other drivers out there who want to be safe.

03
Jul

ID Trick

By elysesidea 1 Comment
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First, let me introduce my younger brother. His name is Wong Yee Hao. He is 15 years old and he has loads of crap. Like me, he reads a lot, gains a lot of knowledge and learns some programming using C++, CL etc…(ahme….)

Playwar is the MSN name of his friend. And Brain is their classmate who seems to have a lot of online international ‘girlfriends’ (you lose, Jason).

As we know, he has a lot of crap, here’s the following conversation of him with a friend of his, trying to make fun of him…..

Playwar says:
hey man

oaH eeY gnoW says:
wassup

Playwar says:
do I know u? or u know me?

Playwar says:
Who iz tis

oaH eeY gnoW says:
I think I know you

oaH eeY gnoW says:
you’re anwar, right?

Playwar says:
ya

Playwar says:
??

oaH eeY gnoW says:
good

Playwar says:
u?

oaH eeY gnoW says:
I’m Frank

Playwar says:
Frank from where?

oaH eeY gnoW says:
from france

Playwar says:
Wat… how do u knwo me?

oaH eeY gnoW says:
I dunno, some noob called Bryan added your add.

Playwar says:
u know Bryan

oaH eeY gnoW says:
yeaH

Playwar says:
are u wanna of bryan’s ‘cyber internationational girlfriends’

oaH eeY gnoW says:
I’m a guy

oaH eeY gnoW says:
not a girl

oaH eeY gnoW says:
ur gay

Playwar says:
Who

Playwar says:
Wait a minute.. stop playing around.

Playwar says:
I knwo u

Playwar says:
U are Wong Ye HAo

oaH eeY gnoW says:
no

oaH eeY gnoW says:
I know him

Playwar says:
U put your name upside down

Playwar says:
LOL

oaH eeY gnoW says:
I love to do that

Playwar says:
very funny pal

Playwar says:
I playin RAN

oaH eeY gnoW says:
F***

oaH eeY gnoW says:
damn close

*LOL*

30
Jun

3C + 1 more C criteria for Men

By elysesidea 0 Comments
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I think there is an added ‘C’ criteria for men to get married. See the following list….

- Cash
- Condo
- Career
- CYANIDE

Why Cyanide? Wat’s a cyanide? Cyanide is a poisonous substance that could people upon drinking.

Man should have that so upon depression, he just simply reach for it and drink it. The next moment, all the top three ‘C’ will be the wife’s………

23
Jun

I am LISA SIMPSONS!!! WTF?!?!

By elysesidea 0 Comments
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If you notice the bottom page of my friendster profile. You’ll notice some results of my psychological quiz posted there. The first one was about me as Lisa Simpson…

WHOAT!!! I AM LISA SIMPSON!!! SHOULDN’T I BE SOME OTHER MALE CHARACTER IN THE SIMPSONS!!!

But the description sounds cool…..a lonely GENIUS….hmm….very true…..*crap*

22
Jun

Viva la Vida / Death and all his friends

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I had done a ridiculous thing this night…..

I had to buy a new colour ink cartridge for my printer. So after dinner, i rushed to leisure mall to get the cartridge as it was already quite late the and the shops are about close. I reached a computer shop in the mall and it was almost closed. Luckily i went there on time….

I asked if they sell compatible, non-genuine ink cartirdge of the code 41 (colour) for Canon MP140. They said no. They only sell the genuine cartridge. I asked how much. It cost RM80…

EIGHTY BUCKS……wow…..

but it was urgently needed so i purchased it….with a heart-ache…

After purchasing it, i decide to walk back to my car and pass by Speedy Video outlet. I thought "Maybe i go in and take a look whether Coldplay’s latest album is it available."

I went in, saw the album and there’s the desire to buy the imported version of the album (RM48.90). But the other side of me is having a wallet heart-ache after purchasing a hefty RM80 for the bloody ink cartridge. But then again, the desire is too strong.

So i thought….fine…let’s just make myself by SPENDING ANOTHER 50BUCKS for the CD. It may make me feel better anytime upon listening to it since i’m having stressful weeks of college….

So i buy it and SPEND ANOTHER 48.90 BUCKS…..and i was HAPPY AGAIN!!!! NO MORE HEART-ACHE.

-_-”’

I took the CD home, print out all the picture for my Materials Lab Report (due the next morning) and start listening to the CD….

And OH MY GOD…..for the first time in my life, i actually lost myself into such a music the moment i hear the sound…..it was absolutely fantastic….Immersive

call me nerd, call me wierd or watever you like cuz Coldplay is always labeled a boring band or watsoever by some neutrals or mainstream listeners. But THIS ALBUM ROCKS…..ABSOLUTELY…..BEAUTIFUL….INTELLIGENT….SOULFUL AND MEANINGFUL….It’s like being possesed, typical Coldplay song….but this time they are at their best….Immersive

Every song in the album ensures you are immersed into its dream, its illusion and its story…. It’s like appreciating an art of colours, texture….some sort like contemporary art…Immersive….

The songs have their own individual powers….So powerful that you unconciously dive into it. Until when you notive yourself tapping your feet or fingers, you can’t stop yourself anymore…..Immersive….

So what is this album all about? It’s just another album from Coldplay. It’s the latest and being released last week in Malaysia….but it’s no ordinary album…..Immersive….

It’s VIVA LA VIDA/DEATH AND ALL HIS FRIENDS………Immersive…..

(i’m listening to the album while typing this….i just can’t write things in context…..i’m immersed into it, very energetic……Immersive…..)

22
Jun

Need Technical Assistance

By elysesidea 2 Comments
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To all dearest of readers…..

Do you notice that the paragraoh spacing is too small that you feel the whole article is crammed and diffricult to read?

I tried to figure out how to make the paragraph spacing bigger by pressing the ‘Enter’ button few times. However, it didn’t get any bigger than my balls it should be.

Can anyone tell me what’s the solution to my problem?

Tech Help!! Tech Help!!!

19
Jun

Parking Ticket

By elysesidea 3 Comments
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My girlfriend had a pleasent day today until afternoon at college.

It was break time for lunch. I decide to go out to a nearby restaurant at TBR (Taman Bunga Raya) to have a lunch with my girlfriend and my friends. So we got into her car and drove to the restaurannt.

That place was packed with cars parking along the side of the road. Everybody parked on the yellow-line and the boxed parking lots were full.

We happened to be ‘lucky’ to spot an empty place to park the car on the yellow line. And guess what, she got a parking ticket on her windscreen. It was a RM100 fine for parking on the yellow line. This is the second time she got a parking saman.

She wasn’t happy about it obviously but she can’t much but to pay the saman. I promised to pay for her anyway….

The only thing bad about that place is that the parking lots are not enough. That area is a residential area with a row of shop-lots on the side of the main-road. Since college was within 10 minutes of walking distance, the row of shop-lots is always busy with lecturers and undergrads going there for photostating and meal.

Many drove their cars there and since the parking lots are full, they had to park illegally. The DBKL should have make more parking lots at the lanes around the row of shop lots, not giving away spaces for so many mamak stalls.

The amusing thing is that the DBKL authorities are especially hardworking between 11am to 3pm. TBR was always the best hunting ground for this obese authorities. Everyday between those hours you could see a few oversized obese DBKL authorities riding their bikes and writting samans.

The worst thing is that the Samans is way too expensive…..ONE HUNDRED BUCKS for parking illegally…. We really should wonder where have all the money gone through within the government departments. Petrol price just went up, not enough parking lots, and they raised the fines, and we are left to wonder where have all the money gone.

One Malay man who parked next to us was smoking on the side of his car. He simply took the saman and threw it away….That was smart. But we don’t know what consequence will follow.

She is very depressed about it so i decide to pay for her the samans. Besides, it was my idea to go to TBR for lunch so that i could do some photostating at the same time.

To be honesst, I think my MPAJ is way much better than the stupid DBKL. They build us new parking lots and didn’t even issue samans during peak time where parking lots are inevitably full….On top of that, my area has no problems with parking lots. You can always get one after 1 or 2 rounds on the area. If there is absolutely none, park the car illegally somewhere and you don’t need to worry much. Because when they come to issue samans (rarely) they make sure their presence is loud and obvious….LOL…..In CONTRAST with the useless DBKL….

So who says KL is developed? It never is…..

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