The Curse Of The Washing Machine

Yumnie's silhouette is shown here, with the backdrop, the Alaska Factory. Anyone knows what that is? Cause I don't.

I'm not a photographer. I suck. That's why I'll settle with a 3.2 megapixel cameraphone. At least if the photo is bad, I can blame the camera. I'll probably wreck a DSLR camera in the first two hours.

Yumnie, Fatin and K-Rol came this morning all the way from Brunei. I'm waiting for Yumnie to miscall me so I can lend her my mobile broadband and show her how the washing machine works.

It's like the good old MS days. Not quite, but close enough.

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In All Its Wackness

I have not updated in exactly a week. Hahaha.

So much to do, surprisingly. I went to Oxford three times already to meet with Pill, who has already started school, in the past week alone. I went with Dibah to see her new house. Which looks cool. It seems to be a very social, communal place. I sorted out my accommodation, I think. Just waiting for York to allocate me a room. Then I'm all set. I might see Geo this weekend. He's moving in to Wimbledon.

I've watched The Wackness and Step Brothers, both films in Oxford. The Wackness is really good. Ben Kingsley is amazing. Famke Janssen, I've never seen her outside of X-Men, and she's actually not bad at all. Step Brothers is so implausible, it's actually funny.

I'll put on a longer post soon. Some people I know are arriving today from the airport :D

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Communication Maximisation

I'm in Londontown now.

Didn't miss this weather at all.

I got a new phone, and with it, a new phone number:



The phone, a Sony Ericsson K770i Cybershot, is not bad at all. I love the thing. I really like a point-and-shoot camera like the Cybershot, with its vivid colours and superb lighting. The N91 was horrible, even when compared to other 2 megapixel cameras. My old Sony Ericsson W220i Walkman took solid pictures.

So maybe 3.2 megapixels is a bit outdated, especially when Samsung has come out with its new 8mp camera. But hey, for a phone, 3mp is enough for me.



I think the slide cover is a nice touch.


And oh, the new phone is out of necessity.

Next on my list, new speakers.

And oh, oh.

Remember when I talked about the shoes Marty was wearing in Back To The Future? This entry right here?

It's officialy out! Apparently it was used by basketballers in the Olympics. I want it. £85 a pair. I want a pair.

Too bad there's no blue and white.



I really do.


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Role Of A Lifetime

When Shakespeare said famously, that all the world’s a stage, and we are all players (actors), I’m not sure he knew how right he was. Think about it. Think about all the different roles we play, all the different characters within ourselves, each we reserve for maybe one specific situation or for one specific group of people.

People act differently with different people, that’s the reality for most. You act as the Friend with your mates, the Lover with your partner, the Son with your parents, and a lot more different characters, such as the Enemy, the Worker, the Student or the Apathetic. This is not you being two-faced. This is you being yourself. Your Self is not a definite set of characteristics. There is no such thing as a fixed personality. That is why people are unpredictable. They don’t have set rules.

You can never even begin to describe yourself, because first of all, you’ll be extremely biased and inaccurate. In all probability you’ll only describe an idealistic notion of yourself that you like to think is true. Even when you’re describing something you don’t like about yourself, it’ll be grossly inaccurate. Exaggeration is common. Self-deception, widespread.

Second, like I said, there is no such thing as a fixed personality. You’re never 100% bubbly, or you’re never 100% honest, even if you’d like to think so. We are fluctuating beings. We change. We evolve. Everything about us is subject to change without notice. One minute you’re happy, the other you’re terribly depressed. It’s all about ambiguities. We are ambivalent, ambiguous and uncertain creatures. Nobody can tell you what makes you tick, not even yourself.

The phrase ‘to know yourself’ is therefore meaningless. To know yourself is to know nothing. Like what Dibs always say, the only thing we know for certain is that we know nothing. There is so much that we will never know, and compared to what we already know – or at least what we think we know – there’s a universe of unknown things to a speck of our self-knowledge.

Tell me something we do know.

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15th August,

The sky is getting darker. It's lightless now. The sun can just watch from a distance as the planet gets engulfed by this violent darkness. I wonder how the others are doing.

17th August,

We heard screams again this morning. Probably from somewhere the south of us. It didn't sound far, but everyone pretended not to notice. We have our own lives to take care of now. Other lives, other worlds even. Selfishness is good, for the moment.

21st August

We had to move. Again. It's only been a week since we found this abandoned house, and alread

The Inevitable Comedy

I was tagged by Mai and Pill. Sorry it's so late, it's not easy to find fifteen weird things about myself, okay. Heh.

the three rules:

* State 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself
* The 10 people I tag are to then to follow what i did and write their own 15 weird things/habits and little known facts.
* No tag backs

Here we go:


1) My hair had a fan club. It consisted if three girls who were two years my senior. They had photos of my hair as the wallpaper for their mobile phones. I’m not even joking. And oh, a lot of hairdressers have complained about how tiring it is to cut my hair when it is at its fullest. A lot half-jokingly asked for double or triple the usual pay. Sometimes out of pity I give them a tip.
2) I once thought that the tampon was the female version of the condom. Haha. That was so embarrassing.
3) My right eyelid is slower than my left. You can see it when I look up and down really quickly. Pill pointed this out about a month ago. She thinks it’s hilarious.
4) My most politically-incorrect nickname is Brown Bear. Taken from Turk of Scrubs, it was given to me by my housemate, Clive. Other weird nicknames include M&M (Muhammad Mujahid) given by the army cadets I was with, and Jason (from Jay). All three nicknames – thankfully – never stuck. I also played a character called Black Caesar for the house play, I think because I was the closest thing to a black person in the house (Hahaha). Which is again, politically incorrect.
5) My record for a headstand is 13 minutes. I could’ve gone on for longer, but I had to stop because some of my friends were worried because my eyes were getting so red because of all the blood flowing to my head. It was when I was a self-proclaimed B-Boy. We all were. Too Phat was the thing of the moment, and everyone was doing headstands, handstands, freezes, worms and stuff. Truth is, we weren’t that good. We were amateurs who knew only the simple basics.
6) I can write in mirror-image, upside-down or even both at the same time. It’s a skill I learnt in class when I already knew I was leaving for the UK.
7) In my family, both my parents are left-handed. But all of my siblings, me included, are all right-handed. Yet both me and my second brother wear our watches on our right wrist, which is unusual. Most righties wear their watches on their left wrist. In football, I can use both feet to kick the ball, though I dribble mostly with my right.
8) I used to specifically collect Coca Cola Light bottle caps. I managed to collect about 200-300 caps in less than a year.
9)I can sleep just fine with very loud music. When Linkin Park first came out, I used their songs as lullabies to help me sleep. When there’s unwanted noise outside like construction work, I just put on my music out loud and go to sleep.
10) As a kid, I used to love collecting sports shoes and football shirts. I’d find excuses to buy new shoes, like “I need them for basketball” or “my old futsal shoes are worn out.” I loved the feeling of coming to school with a brand new pair of Nike shoes. As a guy, I have an abnormally high number of shoes. Everytime I go to London (or anywhere else for the weekend), I always bring at least three pair of shoes and a pair of flip flops with me.
11) 13 is my ‘lucky’ number, just because I’m not superstitious. I wanna show people how bogus superstitions are.
12) In the first metal gig I went, the vocalist puked in front of me. And I didn’t even notice it until someone told me afterwards.
13) Which reminds me. Emma Watson has seen me. I didn’t see her. Confused? I was in Headington Girls School (she’s in the same year as me for A-Levels), and we barged into the computer room while there was a parents-teachers meeting. Emma Watson and her parents were there, and they asked us to leave because we were ‘disturbing.’ Only after we left did Farah and Zeerah told me it was Emma Watson.
14) I’m a vegetarian
15) And I’m hungry.


I'm not tagging anyone. I don't have enough friends to tag. Haha. Ha. Ha.

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