Fella, I found this very interesting web page. No, it's not about nude bimbos.....it's about a virtual crystal ball that boast to know what you're thinking!! Please...please give it a try.
http://trunks.secondfoundation.org/files/psychic.swf
Anyway, I managed to figure out it's secret.....can you??
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Monday, December 12, 2005
Dreaming dreams...
My last post....I was trying to tell about the freezing temperature here but seems that all everyone ever looked at was that "apek" bicycle. Hmm, seems like you guys just missed the point of my blog. I wonder what will you guys look at at this blog then...楽しみ。。。。
Here goes...
Lately, I've been having dreams....yeah, so what?? everyone have dreams, why is mine so special? Well, it's not. But i'd like to share it anyway.
Most of my dreams lately have been about me going back to M'sia. In one of my dreams, I met up with my brother (he works in MAS now) in a varsity in India (beats me why India and not Japan!!). Anyway, we were rushing to the airport but we manage to stop at one of the shops in the campus there. Caring for the shop was this girl Shaila (Someone I know back in M'sia) . She invited us in and offered us murukus (I wonder if this have got anything to do with me missing Deepavali?? hmm..). It's funny that we were happily munching away when we were suppose to be at the airport.
Anyway, my dream fast forwarded and me and my bro arrived at the airport. We headed to the check-in gate when a faceless guard there told us that we were 3 minutes late and thus, not allowed to board. Man, did i regret sitting munching away murukus....then came my mum, out of nowhere of course, and talked to the guard. She failed to get us through, but did manage to get the guard to give us some help (you see...My mum have always been a pro in price haggling ). Guard told us we can skip the gate and board the plane directly. He then pointed to the stairs that appeared right behind us. So, what else? Me, my bro and my mum rushed up the flight of stairs and managed to get into the plane right before they shut the hatch, and oh, I did that jump-slide-before-door-closes-completely.
Now safely in the plane due Malaysia, I sat down in my seat, close my eyes..... and wake up in my bed. Bummer....
It's really weird that i have this dream. It's not like i'm homesick or something....I'm perfectly fine with the way I am, with the place I'm at. With my parents calling every week, it feels like i'm not that far away after all! But then my dream tells me otherwise....
Here goes...
Lately, I've been having dreams....yeah, so what?? everyone have dreams, why is mine so special? Well, it's not. But i'd like to share it anyway.
Most of my dreams lately have been about me going back to M'sia. In one of my dreams, I met up with my brother (he works in MAS now) in a varsity in India (beats me why India and not Japan!!). Anyway, we were rushing to the airport but we manage to stop at one of the shops in the campus there. Caring for the shop was this girl Shaila (Someone I know back in M'sia) . She invited us in and offered us murukus (I wonder if this have got anything to do with me missing Deepavali?? hmm..). It's funny that we were happily munching away when we were suppose to be at the airport.
Anyway, my dream fast forwarded and me and my bro arrived at the airport. We headed to the check-in gate when a faceless guard there told us that we were 3 minutes late and thus, not allowed to board. Man, did i regret sitting munching away murukus....then came my mum, out of nowhere of course, and talked to the guard. She failed to get us through, but did manage to get the guard to give us some help (you see...My mum have always been a pro in price haggling ). Guard told us we can skip the gate and board the plane directly. He then pointed to the stairs that appeared right behind us. So, what else? Me, my bro and my mum rushed up the flight of stairs and managed to get into the plane right before they shut the hatch, and oh, I did that jump-slide-before-door-closes-completely.
Now safely in the plane due Malaysia, I sat down in my seat, close my eyes..... and wake up in my bed. Bummer....
It's really weird that i have this dream. It's not like i'm homesick or something....I'm perfectly fine with the way I am, with the place I'm at. With my parents calling every week, it feels like i'm not that far away after all! But then my dream tells me otherwise....
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Freezing my ass off!!
As you fellas know, it's now winter in Japan. Winter...winter means a period of time where the temperature drops and deliberately suck the misery out into the open.
You guys heard about my expression on the poor trees already, so I'll skip stories bout them. But what I want to share with you folks is what happened to me last week.
Last week, I was on my "apek" bicycle.....yup, i call it apek bicycle because it has no gear, weighs a tonne and has a basket fixed at the front, the typical bicycle my late granpa used to cycle...god rest his soul. Anyway, it was night and I was on my bike on my way back from the train station when it suddenly rain on me. The temperature here on a normal night is 4 degrees.....so, you can imagine how cold it was with the rain right? By 5 minutes, I lost all my senses on my ass...couldn't feel a thing. I'm sure I was sitting down on the bicycle seat but I dunno....felt nothing.
And so, worried about getting frostbite on my ass, I decided to paddle faster and urge my friend to do the same. It's funny that genius thinking suddenly struck him there and he theorize that we get rained on lesser if we cycle slower, cos' we are cycling into the rain....."Aww, screw that! What kind of nonsense is that?? I'm speeding up!!"
Well, after cycling like hell,I eventually got back safely to my hostels....
Then, I suddenly felt like drinking coke. Don't know why but just felt like it. Sounds crazy right?? Well, despite being soaking wet and shivering violently, I reached into the fridge and took a drink.....guess what happen??
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THE COKE TASTED WARM!!
Imagine....taking a bottle of coke from the fridge and it's WARM. Never in a million years have i thought that fridge was meant to warm things up....I thought they had the microwave for that purpose. Anyway, odd genius thinking suddenly struck me too. I had this brilliant idea of warming myself up so that i can enjoy a bottle of chilled coke....or is it chilled coke that taste like it's chilled? hmm....hard to tell which but I think i understood how cold blooded creatures live their lifes, warming themselves up to savour cold stuff....or am I cold blooded? Some girls called me "cold blooded creature" before but I have always taken that as a joke.....
Anyway, my genius paid off. After warming myself up, the coke turned out fine....chilled, like it's suppose to be by the law of physics.
You guys heard about my expression on the poor trees already, so I'll skip stories bout them. But what I want to share with you folks is what happened to me last week.
Last week, I was on my "apek" bicycle.....yup, i call it apek bicycle because it has no gear, weighs a tonne and has a basket fixed at the front, the typical bicycle my late granpa used to cycle...god rest his soul. Anyway, it was night and I was on my bike on my way back from the train station when it suddenly rain on me. The temperature here on a normal night is 4 degrees.....so, you can imagine how cold it was with the rain right? By 5 minutes, I lost all my senses on my ass...couldn't feel a thing. I'm sure I was sitting down on the bicycle seat but I dunno....felt nothing.
And so, worried about getting frostbite on my ass, I decided to paddle faster and urge my friend to do the same. It's funny that genius thinking suddenly struck him there and he theorize that we get rained on lesser if we cycle slower, cos' we are cycling into the rain....."Aww, screw that! What kind of nonsense is that?? I'm speeding up!!"
Well, after cycling like hell,I eventually got back safely to my hostels....
Then, I suddenly felt like drinking coke. Don't know why but just felt like it. Sounds crazy right?? Well, despite being soaking wet and shivering violently, I reached into the fridge and took a drink.....guess what happen??
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
THE COKE TASTED WARM!!
Imagine....taking a bottle of coke from the fridge and it's WARM. Never in a million years have i thought that fridge was meant to warm things up....I thought they had the microwave for that purpose. Anyway, odd genius thinking suddenly struck me too. I had this brilliant idea of warming myself up so that i can enjoy a bottle of chilled coke....or is it chilled coke that taste like it's chilled? hmm....hard to tell which but I think i understood how cold blooded creatures live their lifes, warming themselves up to savour cold stuff....or am I cold blooded? Some girls called me "cold blooded creature" before but I have always taken that as a joke.....
Anyway, my genius paid off. After warming myself up, the coke turned out fine....chilled, like it's suppose to be by the law of physics.
Monday, December 05, 2005
Confessions....
Well, proud to say I've snapped outta it...the frustation thing i meant.
I mean hell, why did I drag my sorry ass just to fell sorry about myself and do nothing about it?? I mean, you guys were right, I much more to live for than just being frustated. I use to not be like that. Oh Gawd....what is happening to me??!!!!
Hmm, gotta say that I have changed a lot....
Last time, i used to be noisy, jabbering endless nonsense, finding comfort in people's laughter, finding comfort in noise. I would feel awkward and uneasy if there silence hung over the air, like an itch, urging me to scratch it with my "crap"...oh yeah, that's how i got my name. maybe it's because when i crap and my buddies laugh, i feel secured....feel needed, having this sense of purpose is what i fueled my life with. And now that my jap friends don't understand my jokes, I feel...down. Funny, I've never thought that my friends laughter mattered so much to me..
But, when I came to Japan, I....with no reason at all, felt the need to change, and since I am in a new place where no one knew my old self, what better place to do that? Anyway, I became a total opposite of myself, yes....that means don't talk much unless spoken to or if i have stuff that needed to be said. Now, i find comfort in silence. I look at my jap buddies who's doing the very same thing i did last time, and i would think...."Damn, that-is-c-h-i-l-d-i-s-h!" . But then again.....sometimes my old self would crawl back up and I'll be that ...."hey, have you heard that stupid joke??" ...good old Ketam. I had this switches very often, till I don't know what am I suppose to be actually! I find silence very welcoming but sometimes crave noise.
Sigh...is it because I can't connect very well with guys who still play yu-gi-oh after school till it's dark, guys who make funny antics in front of everyone, guys who plays PSP in class during lectures. Well, can't blame me for growing up right?
Or is it because it's autumn. You know, when it's autumn, it's very very cold (i'll exagerate it beyond borders next time).....and to add to the misery is the dying trees. Trees here practically bleed their lifes out (leaves turning red) until the are all dried out and they shrivel and fall unceremoniously to the cold unwelcoming ground. My lects in M'sia used to say that Japs film sad dramas most during autumn and winters.....is it really affecting me as well??
Plus....the Oh gawd bless the boring lectures i have. They still teach SPM level stuff....like today for example. They taught Young's double slit and Friction today....Well, J.C, no, not Jesus Christ, it's Jeremy Cheong. He told me i should take up something else for a challenge. Yeah i did, been doing programming all along.....but what to do during classes?? WHAT??? As bored as I am, I don't have the heart to be rude to my lects by reading comics or play PSP.
But what I really suspect is that...I left my heart in M'sia when I flew here. I had wonderful friends, and they all treated me soooo nice that I actually miss them all soooo much, and refused to move on with life. Refuse...to let them go, refuse to replace them, refuse to open my heart and take in any new ones. Man, I really need to change....
So....what happens to me now? I now plan to smile at them dead trees, and live my life as it is. So what if I'm a lil' quiet right now? I have enough friends....at least I think so. I mean I don't shun social life or not approach strangers in a party, but just....I think I'll just leave the old "Ketam" alone for a while. Have to accept the fact that people change in time. Have to accept the fact that I'm in a different environment....have, to move on. No point feeling frustated with the beautiful life awaiting me.
PS:
Sigh....I guess that this, like the last blog entry, would probably worry my girl friends(female friends) in PPKTJ who's coming to Japan next year. But girls, rest assured, this is just me. This kind of shit won't happen to you. So, don't worry too much and concentrate in getting yourself here first. All the best of luck for your exams.
I mean hell, why did I drag my sorry ass just to fell sorry about myself and do nothing about it?? I mean, you guys were right, I much more to live for than just being frustated. I use to not be like that. Oh Gawd....what is happening to me??!!!!
Hmm, gotta say that I have changed a lot....
Last time, i used to be noisy, jabbering endless nonsense, finding comfort in people's laughter, finding comfort in noise. I would feel awkward and uneasy if there silence hung over the air, like an itch, urging me to scratch it with my "crap"...oh yeah, that's how i got my name. maybe it's because when i crap and my buddies laugh, i feel secured....feel needed, having this sense of purpose is what i fueled my life with. And now that my jap friends don't understand my jokes, I feel...down. Funny, I've never thought that my friends laughter mattered so much to me..
But, when I came to Japan, I....with no reason at all, felt the need to change, and since I am in a new place where no one knew my old self, what better place to do that? Anyway, I became a total opposite of myself, yes....that means don't talk much unless spoken to or if i have stuff that needed to be said. Now, i find comfort in silence. I look at my jap buddies who's doing the very same thing i did last time, and i would think...."Damn, that-is-c-h-i-l-d-i-s-h!" . But then again.....sometimes my old self would crawl back up and I'll be that ...."hey, have you heard that stupid joke??" ...good old Ketam. I had this switches very often, till I don't know what am I suppose to be actually! I find silence very welcoming but sometimes crave noise.
Sigh...is it because I can't connect very well with guys who still play yu-gi-oh after school till it's dark, guys who make funny antics in front of everyone, guys who plays PSP in class during lectures. Well, can't blame me for growing up right?
Or is it because it's autumn. You know, when it's autumn, it's very very cold (i'll exagerate it beyond borders next time).....and to add to the misery is the dying trees. Trees here practically bleed their lifes out (leaves turning red) until the are all dried out and they shrivel and fall unceremoniously to the cold unwelcoming ground. My lects in M'sia used to say that Japs film sad dramas most during autumn and winters.....is it really affecting me as well??
Plus....the Oh gawd bless the boring lectures i have. They still teach SPM level stuff....like today for example. They taught Young's double slit and Friction today....Well, J.C, no, not Jesus Christ, it's Jeremy Cheong. He told me i should take up something else for a challenge. Yeah i did, been doing programming all along.....but what to do during classes?? WHAT??? As bored as I am, I don't have the heart to be rude to my lects by reading comics or play PSP.
But what I really suspect is that...I left my heart in M'sia when I flew here. I had wonderful friends, and they all treated me soooo nice that I actually miss them all soooo much, and refused to move on with life. Refuse...to let them go, refuse to replace them, refuse to open my heart and take in any new ones. Man, I really need to change....
So....what happens to me now? I now plan to smile at them dead trees, and live my life as it is. So what if I'm a lil' quiet right now? I have enough friends....at least I think so. I mean I don't shun social life or not approach strangers in a party, but just....I think I'll just leave the old "Ketam" alone for a while. Have to accept the fact that people change in time. Have to accept the fact that I'm in a different environment....have, to move on. No point feeling frustated with the beautiful life awaiting me.
PS:
Sigh....I guess that this, like the last blog entry, would probably worry my girl friends(female friends) in PPKTJ who's coming to Japan next year. But girls, rest assured, this is just me. This kind of shit won't happen to you. So, don't worry too much and concentrate in getting yourself here first. All the best of luck for your exams.
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