Thursday, January 24, 2008
We're under attack!
Holy! West Sumatra is attacked by series of concentric circles! West Malaysia lies directly within orange zone! Watch this video to find out more!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Of sheep and men.
I was just checking out a couple friends' blogs when I stumbled upon this over at Whoishe's. Too true. Many of us don't really understand our own religion. We get incensed over it when others mock it. But don't we mock it more by merely "acting out" the religion and not even feigning to understand the meanings behind it? I mean, if we were even pretending to be looking for answers, it might seem like we give a damn. But we don't even do that.
Or are we really just making it to look like we know to assuage the society we live in. So they'll think "look at that guy. Just look at him! 5 times a day without a miss. A shining example of an outstanding Muslim!".
Or maybe not even that! Maybe we're not even striving to look exemplary in the eyes of society at large. I suggest we might actually be doing it simply to avoid criticism. Fear. Not even a fear of God, but a fear of fellow man.
I ran out of juice.
Then I thought of a topic.
And I think it uncanny.
We are but sheep when we should be lions.
Or are we really just making it to look like we know to assuage the society we live in. So they'll think "look at that guy. Just look at him! 5 times a day without a miss. A shining example of an outstanding Muslim!".
Or maybe not even that! Maybe we're not even striving to look exemplary in the eyes of society at large. I suggest we might actually be doing it simply to avoid criticism. Fear. Not even a fear of God, but a fear of fellow man.
I ran out of juice.
Then I thought of a topic.
And I think it uncanny.
We are but sheep when we should be lions.
Of Birds
The birds will fly
To southern skies
Or so that's what I hear
I wouldn't know
A hawk from a sparrow
If the difference bit me in the rear
To southern skies
Or so that's what I hear
I wouldn't know
A hawk from a sparrow
If the difference bit me in the rear
Saturday, January 19, 2008
The ways of words
Some say I have a way with words
I say words have a way with me
I pick out sentences from the ether
With their meanings hidden within
Sometimes I see
Sometimes it comes out at me
And sometimes it just swallows me whole
I think and I stutter
To say words that should oughta
Give meaning to my life and my soul
Sat, Jan 19th 2008
I wonder what this will sound like
once the trip's over.
I say words have a way with me
I pick out sentences from the ether
With their meanings hidden within
Sometimes I see
Sometimes it comes out at me
And sometimes it just swallows me whole
I think and I stutter
To say words that should oughta
Give meaning to my life and my soul
Sat, Jan 19th 2008
I wonder what this will sound like
once the trip's over.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
A little free advice.
People, brothers, sisters, countrymen,
This afternoon, I got an email from someone which claimed that BILL FUCKING GATES would give you money if you forwarded said email to your friends like good little lemmings.
Because I love you guys, I'm going to give you all a little advice.
I would like for all of you to take a few minutes and think. Think real hard. Like you've never thought before (because judging from how gullible you people are, I somehow doubt that any of you have ever tried this thing called thinking before).
Now here's what I want you to think about;
How the hell does Bill Gates get your banking details, from your email address?
Half of you aren't even using your real names at all anywhere in your email address. How the hell is Bill Gates, omnipotent and powerful though you think he may be, going to know that mat_kool_1977@yahoo.com.sg has a savings account in HSBC? How the hell is anybody supposed to know who the hell mat_kool is, unless you already happen to be acquaintances and/or exchange emails regularly.
That's right, you see how your head hurts now? That's your brain trying to move those rusty gears that it hasn't used in a while. That buzzing sound you hear? That's your cerebrum, creating nerve connections between the millions of brain cells that have been lying dormant in your skull. Trust me, this will be good exercise for you.
People, next time before you start randomly forwarding e-mails that claim to give you something for absofuckenlutely nothing, take a deep breath, and THINK. Don't be cows and follow the herd. Allah gave us a head with which we can evaluate situations, and determine if they might be good or bad. Or in this case, fucking POINTLESS.
Maybe, just maybe, if even 10% of you take heed of my advice, perhaps TMs sucky straight-from-hell-lame-ass-excuse-for-broadband service just might improve from the decrease in mass forwardings of moronic emails. And at the very least, I will have to sift through less shit in my Inbox.
Thanks for your fucking time.
Wassalam.
This afternoon, I got an email from someone which claimed that BILL FUCKING GATES would give you money if you forwarded said email to your friends like good little lemmings.
Because I love you guys, I'm going to give you all a little advice.
I would like for all of you to take a few minutes and think. Think real hard. Like you've never thought before (because judging from how gullible you people are, I somehow doubt that any of you have ever tried this thing called thinking before).
Now here's what I want you to think about;
How the hell does Bill Gates get your banking details, from your email address?
Half of you aren't even using your real names at all anywhere in your email address. How the hell is Bill Gates, omnipotent and powerful though you think he may be, going to know that mat_kool_1977@yahoo.com.sg has a savings account in HSBC? How the hell is anybody supposed to know who the hell mat_kool is, unless you already happen to be acquaintances and/or exchange emails regularly.
That's right, you see how your head hurts now? That's your brain trying to move those rusty gears that it hasn't used in a while. That buzzing sound you hear? That's your cerebrum, creating nerve connections between the millions of brain cells that have been lying dormant in your skull. Trust me, this will be good exercise for you.
People, next time before you start randomly forwarding e-mails that claim to give you something for absofuckenlutely nothing, take a deep breath, and THINK. Don't be cows and follow the herd. Allah gave us a head with which we can evaluate situations, and determine if they might be good or bad. Or in this case, fucking POINTLESS.
Maybe, just maybe, if even 10% of you take heed of my advice, perhaps TMs sucky straight-from-hell-lame-ass-excuse-for-broadband service just might improve from the decrease in mass forwardings of moronic emails. And at the very least, I will have to sift through less shit in my Inbox.
Thanks for your fucking time.
Wassalam.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
I woke up today.
The pain in my hip and back were at it again. For the past three weeks it's been vying for the spotlight in the story of my life. Two doctors told me it was a herniated disc. The pakcik I saw in Kedah said "Ini bukan pasai tulang. Ini urat hang bengkak". Whatever it is, it was bugging me again. The hot shower was doing little to take my mind off it. I increased the heat, hoping...well I don't really know what I was hoping for. Maybe that I might confuse my head into forgetting the pain for a while. Or that the hot water might magically cure me.
Then I realized something. Something that we tend to take for granted most of the time. I realized that I feel pain. And I thanked Allah that I did. Dead people don't feel pain. Yet we curse it. We wish we never had to feel it.
Shifting my focus from the pain in my back to the ends of my hand, I noticed my fingers. Ten beautiful digits. Appendages that bend and grip and stretch. We tend to not notice these things in our daily hustle and bustle, busily going about striving for that elusive 'success' that everyone seems to be hellbent on. So hellbent that we forget that most of what we do in trying to achieve this success depend so much on those ten little digits. I thank Allah for my fingers.
Then I see my toes. I'm pretty sure standing up would be a bitch without them. I thank Allah for my toes. And my feet. My hands. My legs. My arms. My body. My head with which I can see, and hear, and talk, and think. And remember things. Yet we always seem to forget these little things.
Some greek guy said, "I cried because I didn't have shoes. Until I saw a man without feet".
I woke up today. Tomorrow I hope I wake up again.
Then I realized something. Something that we tend to take for granted most of the time. I realized that I feel pain. And I thanked Allah that I did. Dead people don't feel pain. Yet we curse it. We wish we never had to feel it.
Shifting my focus from the pain in my back to the ends of my hand, I noticed my fingers. Ten beautiful digits. Appendages that bend and grip and stretch. We tend to not notice these things in our daily hustle and bustle, busily going about striving for that elusive 'success' that everyone seems to be hellbent on. So hellbent that we forget that most of what we do in trying to achieve this success depend so much on those ten little digits. I thank Allah for my fingers.
Then I see my toes. I'm pretty sure standing up would be a bitch without them. I thank Allah for my toes. And my feet. My hands. My legs. My arms. My body. My head with which I can see, and hear, and talk, and think. And remember things. Yet we always seem to forget these little things.
Some greek guy said, "I cried because I didn't have shoes. Until I saw a man without feet".
I woke up today. Tomorrow I hope I wake up again.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
FRIENDSTER IS CLOSING DOWN!!!
Message: from Allen Smith
Friendster's Database is running out of space!!!
Dear Friends,
It seems that Friendster's database is running low
on resources. We need you to forward this to as
many people as you can in order for us to
determine which accounts are active. Non active
accounts (those that do not forward this message)
will be deleted in order to preserve space.
Friendster has also teamed up with Myspace.com by
grouping our servers. Therefore, this applies to
both sites. If you do not spread the word, your
account will be deleted on BOTH FRIENDSTER AND
MYSPACE. Also, Mr Allen Smith has purchased major
stock in Malayan Banking Berhad (KLSE MAYBANK
(1155)), and plans to incorporate Maybank2u into
Friendster as well as converting the database for
Friendster and Myspace. Maybank has given over
some control of it's online banking services to Mr
Allen Smith and he has reserved the rights to
close down the accounts of those who do not
forward this message!!!!
Further, your IC and Birth Certificate will be
deemed null and void, thus making you alienated in
your own country!!! OMFG!!!! If you don't forward
this to as many people as you can, you will lose
the life you know now . Please, please please
forward this message so that everybody will know!!!.
Yours truly,
Mr. Allen Smith.
P.S. Mr Allen Smith said that if you visit
http://www.rateastranger.com , you will
automatically be considered "active" and thus save
your Friendster, Myspace and Maybank account. And
possibly your Citibank Credit Card too. Life as
you know it will continue peacefully while those
of the nonbelievers will turn into a living hell.
Friendster's Database is running out of space!!!
Dear Friends,
It seems that Friendster's database is running low
on resources. We need you to forward this to as
many people as you can in order for us to
determine which accounts are active. Non active
accounts (those that do not forward this message)
will be deleted in order to preserve space.
Friendster has also teamed up with Myspace.com by
grouping our servers. Therefore, this applies to
both sites. If you do not spread the word, your
account will be deleted on BOTH FRIENDSTER AND
MYSPACE. Also, Mr Allen Smith has purchased major
stock in Malayan Banking Berhad (KLSE MAYBANK
(1155)), and plans to incorporate Maybank2u into
Friendster as well as converting the database for
Friendster and Myspace. Maybank has given over
some control of it's online banking services to Mr
Allen Smith and he has reserved the rights to
close down the accounts of those who do not
forward this message!!!!
Further, your IC and Birth Certificate will be
deemed null and void, thus making you alienated in
your own country!!! OMFG!!!! If you don't forward
this to as many people as you can, you will lose
the life you know now . Please, please please
forward this message so that everybody will know!!!.
Yours truly,
Mr. Allen Smith.
P.S. Mr Allen Smith said that if you visit
http://www.rateastranger.com , you will
automatically be considered "active" and thus save
your Friendster, Myspace and Maybank account. And
possibly your Citibank Credit Card too. Life as
you know it will continue peacefully while those
of the nonbelievers will turn into a living hell.
Friday, February 10, 2006
RateAStranger 's DatesForGrab Valentines Special
Have you got a date for this Valentines Day?
RateAStranger.Com is Malaysian's own social platform to bring strangers together and it is launching its beta site this Valentine's Day! To celebrate this glorious event, you get to win a sponsored date with one of the delicious volunteer dates that we've got lined up for you!
You just need to vote for your favourite hottie. Then.. give us a cool reason of why you should be her Valentine date!
The girl with the highest vote will date the guy with the coolest reason of why he should date her!and vice versa..
To find out more, go to this link: http://rateastranger.com/datesforgrab/about.php
RateAStranger.Com is Malaysian's own social platform to bring strangers together and it is launching its beta site this Valentine's Day! To celebrate this glorious event, you get to win a sponsored date with one of the delicious volunteer dates that we've got lined up for you!
You just need to vote for your favourite hottie. Then.. give us a cool reason of why you should be her Valentine date!
The girl with the highest vote will date the guy with the coolest reason of why he should date her!and vice versa..
To find out more, go to this link: http://rateastranger.com/datesforgrab/about.php
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Verbal Assault!
I'm working at a client's site, and I get this IM message from a friend:
Rizzlar: Rizzlar bashes tamin's soft-jelly like head on the concrete pavement. Looks like little brain is oozing out of his ears!
Oh ho! So that's how you want it eh? Let's see how long you can last:
Tamin: tamin pulls out his bazooka and blasts Rizzlar's testicles off his scrawny ass
Rizzlar: but when the smoke clears, tamin can see that Rizzlar is still standing firmly on the ground! Amazing! Now Rizzlar calmly takes out his remote control to his SCUD heat seeking missile and points it point blank to tamin's hairy nostrils. Ready, aim, fire!!
Tamin: *click* *click* "oh no!", exclaims Rizzlar. To his dismay, the engineers forgot to arm the missile. Seizing the opportunity, Tamin dives towards Rizzlar while fishing out his razor sharp outback knife/saw and jabs it into Rizzlar's eye socket! "Take that, scum!"
Tamin: Tamin then proceeds to rape the gaping hole that once housed Rizzlar's eye
Didn't last too long. But then again, maybe it wasn't really fair seeing how I raped his eye-socket so early on. How the hell is he going to beat me with only one eye? Man, I have weird friends.
Rizzlar: Rizzlar bashes tamin's soft-jelly like head on the concrete pavement. Looks like little brain is oozing out of his ears!
Oh ho! So that's how you want it eh? Let's see how long you can last:
Tamin: tamin pulls out his bazooka and blasts Rizzlar's testicles off his scrawny ass
Rizzlar: but when the smoke clears, tamin can see that Rizzlar is still standing firmly on the ground! Amazing! Now Rizzlar calmly takes out his remote control to his SCUD heat seeking missile and points it point blank to tamin's hairy nostrils. Ready, aim, fire!!
Tamin: *click* *click* "oh no!", exclaims Rizzlar. To his dismay, the engineers forgot to arm the missile. Seizing the opportunity, Tamin dives towards Rizzlar while fishing out his razor sharp outback knife/saw and jabs it into Rizzlar's eye socket! "Take that, scum!"
Tamin: Tamin then proceeds to rape the gaping hole that once housed Rizzlar's eye
Didn't last too long. But then again, maybe it wasn't really fair seeing how I raped his eye-socket so early on. How the hell is he going to beat me with only one eye? Man, I have weird friends.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Solly, my England no powder. (Or "Is you speaking the Engrish?")
I saw this item description on e-bay. Fucking hilarious. Read it and see if you can figure out what the hell it is this guy's selling:
MODEL NUMBER AAR-808D
The honorable person to hits the movie one
http://home.pchome.com.tw/shop/channelle46/IMGP2199.AVI
http://home.pchome.com.tw/shop/channelle46/IMGP2214.AVI
http://home.pchome.com.tw/shop/channelle46/IMGP2212.AVI
This is from Chinese time Bruce Lee, with Zhou Xingchi time or becoming outstanding, newest wrestle time pad,
May use the wrestle class game to play, like the wrestle Son of Heaven, fire shade enduring and so on the real experience gets rid of with the leg real experience oh!~
If the picture has the introduction installment
This is a section super amusing computer game game, healthy body wrestle pad, so long as meets PS1,Or PS2 controls the direction on if the rocking bar, fights, the wrestle, very is really interesting!~So long as USD 49.48 were or MYR$186.599 the packages postal has been good !~
The overseas friends may use paypal to pay money,
my account number is elle12302001@hotmail.com ,
or send cash money to Fl,2,No.6,Lane 18,An Ping Rd.,Chung Ho City,Taipei Hsien, Taiwan MR.YEN CHIN
MY PHONE IS TEL= 886-2-2945-1623, OR, skype = oddity1125
my msnis oddity11259@hotmail.com
MY SKYPE= oddity1125
This is a collection entertainment, the thin body,
builds up strength salty, the self-defense, everybody is all suitable, in addition the kind of computer game commodity.
First says from the entertainment, the former rocking bar handle about both hands about rapidly presses the gloom in your hand which may kill in the silver screen, is splendid incomparably, the adult children all happy in among, but 2 both hands are always wielding, cannot have the feeling which experiences the situation personally, has practiced year time, also wants fate gesture gesture, you looked puts on these four inductors to have
But free to hits with the television in computer game role, concurrently interest, funny, also can strengthen the body, the thin body, consumes the massive heat energies, really plays the basketball to be also more tired than, only then can have the healthy body, the thin body, the strong bodily effect oh, is a person other big gospel which wants to lose weight.
WTF? I read it twice, and still couldn't figure out what the hell it was supposed to be, but I guessed it would be something involving lots of body movement consuming "massive heat energies" that would help you get the "strong bodily effect".
Based on the images that were posted, I figure it's some sort of motion sensor getup with gloves and shoes and a mat for you to play video games with. A picture is worth a thousand words. Except maybe when the words are in Engrish.
MODEL NUMBER AAR-808D
The honorable person to hits the movie one
http://home.pchome.com.tw/shop/channelle46/IMGP2199.AVI
http://home.pchome.com.tw/shop/channelle46/IMGP2214.AVI
http://home.pchome.com.tw/shop/channelle46/IMGP2212.AVI
This is from Chinese time Bruce Lee, with Zhou Xingchi time or becoming outstanding, newest wrestle time pad,
May use the wrestle class game to play, like the wrestle Son of Heaven, fire shade enduring and so on the real experience gets rid of with the leg real experience oh!~
If the picture has the introduction installment
This is a section super amusing computer game game, healthy body wrestle pad, so long as meets PS1,Or PS2 controls the direction on if the rocking bar, fights, the wrestle, very is really interesting!~So long as USD 49.48 were or MYR$186.599 the packages postal has been good !~
The overseas friends may use paypal to pay money,
my account number is elle12302001@hotmail.com ,
or send cash money to Fl,2,No.6,Lane 18,An Ping Rd.,Chung Ho City,Taipei Hsien, Taiwan MR.YEN CHIN
MY PHONE IS TEL= 886-2-2945-1623, OR, skype = oddity1125
my msnis oddity11259@hotmail.com
MY SKYPE= oddity1125
This is a collection entertainment, the thin body,
builds up strength salty, the self-defense, everybody is all suitable, in addition the kind of computer game commodity.
First says from the entertainment, the former rocking bar handle about both hands about rapidly presses the gloom in your hand which may kill in the silver screen, is splendid incomparably, the adult children all happy in among, but 2 both hands are always wielding, cannot have the feeling which experiences the situation personally, has practiced year time, also wants fate gesture gesture, you looked puts on these four inductors to have
But free to hits with the television in computer game role, concurrently interest, funny, also can strengthen the body, the thin body, consumes the massive heat energies, really plays the basketball to be also more tired than, only then can have the healthy body, the thin body, the strong bodily effect oh, is a person other big gospel which wants to lose weight.
WTF? I read it twice, and still couldn't figure out what the hell it was supposed to be, but I guessed it would be something involving lots of body movement consuming "massive heat energies" that would help you get the "strong bodily effect".
Based on the images that were posted, I figure it's some sort of motion sensor getup with gloves and shoes and a mat for you to play video games with. A picture is worth a thousand words. Except maybe when the words are in Engrish.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Grow!
Salam Aidilfitri.
It's been a while since I went back for Raya I think. It was good this time. Although Hari Raya has sort of lost the magic it used to have when I was a kid. Growing up sucks.
My mom was happy I went back home this time around. I was reminded of this one thing my moms used to do when I was still living at home; she always used to give me advice, and sometimes in the form of little letters and written messages on post its, stuff like that.
On the day of my flight back to KL, she bought me a book; Edward De Bono's How to Have a Beautiful Mind. I never believed in self help books, but I read the book on the flight anyway. It seemed interesting enough to warrant a once over. After the first few pages, a name card dropped out of the book. It was my mom's.
I was a bit curious as to why she would want to give me her name card. It's not like I don't know where she works. Her office phone and mobile numbers are engraved clearly in my mind. However, this wouldn't be the first time she's given me a name card, usually with some piece of advice on it. Picking up the name card I flip it over and see some writing on the back. The rounded, neatly spaced letters reminded me of the many times she'd written me, be it letter or note. You could probably scan her handwriting and make it some kind of computer font. Her handwriting is that neat. I think my handwriting was heavily influenced by hers. I don't write cursive, instead I write rounded, separate letters.
Here's what she had written on the card:
"The art of education is to continue to grow as long
as you live. Every moment brings its lesson. Every
person is a teacher. Grow in all directions. Develop
a desire for goodness, an eagerness for knowledge,
a capacity for friendship, an appreciation of beauty,
a concern for others. Grow! Man is never finished.
Man never arrives. Education never stops."
I couldn't agree more. I hope I'll be able to heed her words of advice and keep growing. Man I love my moms.
It's been a while since I went back for Raya I think. It was good this time. Although Hari Raya has sort of lost the magic it used to have when I was a kid. Growing up sucks.
My mom was happy I went back home this time around. I was reminded of this one thing my moms used to do when I was still living at home; she always used to give me advice, and sometimes in the form of little letters and written messages on post its, stuff like that.
On the day of my flight back to KL, she bought me a book; Edward De Bono's How to Have a Beautiful Mind. I never believed in self help books, but I read the book on the flight anyway. It seemed interesting enough to warrant a once over. After the first few pages, a name card dropped out of the book. It was my mom's.
I was a bit curious as to why she would want to give me her name card. It's not like I don't know where she works. Her office phone and mobile numbers are engraved clearly in my mind. However, this wouldn't be the first time she's given me a name card, usually with some piece of advice on it. Picking up the name card I flip it over and see some writing on the back. The rounded, neatly spaced letters reminded me of the many times she'd written me, be it letter or note. You could probably scan her handwriting and make it some kind of computer font. Her handwriting is that neat. I think my handwriting was heavily influenced by hers. I don't write cursive, instead I write rounded, separate letters.
Here's what she had written on the card:
"The art of education is to continue to grow as long
as you live. Every moment brings its lesson. Every
person is a teacher. Grow in all directions. Develop
a desire for goodness, an eagerness for knowledge,
a capacity for friendship, an appreciation of beauty,
a concern for others. Grow! Man is never finished.
Man never arrives. Education never stops."
I couldn't agree more. I hope I'll be able to heed her words of advice and keep growing. Man I love my moms.
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Tags
Apparently there's this new thing going around where you 'tag' people and they answer some questions that their tagger answered when he was tagged before. I was tagged by Taqi, so I guess I'm obliged to fill this up. Funny stuff this internet.
Seven things you plan to do before you die:
1) Live life.
2) "
3) "
4) "
5) "
6) "
7) As you can see I'm not much of a planner
Seven things I could do:
1) I'm so hungry I could eat a horse.
2) I could run around naked like I'm crazy, but I won't.
3) I could stay in the office and watch House M.D., but maybe I won't.
4) I could go back home and play video games in the next 20 minutes, maybe I will.
5) I could be mean, but I'm not.
6) I would if I could.
7) I could have not filled up this tag questionnaire thing, but I chose to anyway.
Seven celebrity crushes:
1) Paula Malai Ali
2) Tobi from Public Flash
3) Tracy from COHF
4) Celeste
5) Aria Giovanni
6) Rikki from COHF
7) Gabby from COHF
Seven often repeated words:
1) Dude
2) Fuck
3) Shit
4) Damn
5) I
6) Don't
7) Know
Seven physical traits I look for in the opposite sex :
1) Face
2) Ass
3) Legs
4) Tits
5) Ass
6) Tits
7) Ass
Seven tags go to:
1) joe
2) jack
3) jimmy
4) john
5) jason
6) jude
7) Mansor
Seven things you plan to do before you die:
1) Live life.
2) "
3) "
4) "
5) "
6) "
7) As you can see I'm not much of a planner
Seven things I could do:
1) I'm so hungry I could eat a horse.
2) I could run around naked like I'm crazy, but I won't.
3) I could stay in the office and watch House M.D., but maybe I won't.
4) I could go back home and play video games in the next 20 minutes, maybe I will.
5) I could be mean, but I'm not.
6) I would if I could.
7) I could have not filled up this tag questionnaire thing, but I chose to anyway.
Seven celebrity crushes:
1) Paula Malai Ali
2) Tobi from Public Flash
3) Tracy from COHF
4) Celeste
5) Aria Giovanni
6) Rikki from COHF
7) Gabby from COHF
Seven often repeated words:
1) Dude
2) Fuck
3) Shit
4) Damn
5) I
6) Don't
7) Know
Seven physical traits I look for in the opposite sex :
1) Face
2) Ass
3) Legs
4) Tits
5) Ass
6) Tits
7) Ass
Seven tags go to:
1) joe
2) jack
3) jimmy
4) john
5) jason
6) jude
7) Mansor
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
“Berani mati tak mati, berani kalah tak kalah”, Harimau Kumbang of Raja Rimba
I was reading Pydd's multiply journal, and found that quote from a Hong Kong comic book in one of her entries. I always found the quotes they used in Hong Kong comic books to be quite amusing, and at times quite wise (at least the ones that were translated in BM, since I can't read Chinese).
I wonder if any of you know of any good 'Honkie Comic Quotes' or references. I remember a few I think:
"Bila keranda diusung, baru bercucuran air mata"
"Kail panjang sejengkal, lautan dalam jangan diduga"
"Lebih kuat/dalam/tinggi/(insert adjective here) dari 7 petala langit dan 7 petala bumi" (It would also seem that every Hero's super secret killer move has to have something to do with 7 petala langit and 7 petala bumi).
Add more in the comments if you know any. It'd be interesting to see what other quotes you might have found memorable.
I wonder if any of you know of any good 'Honkie Comic Quotes' or references. I remember a few I think:
"Bila keranda diusung, baru bercucuran air mata"
"Kail panjang sejengkal, lautan dalam jangan diduga"
"Lebih kuat/dalam/tinggi/(insert adjective here) dari 7 petala langit dan 7 petala bumi" (It would also seem that every Hero's super secret killer move has to have something to do with 7 petala langit and 7 petala bumi).
Add more in the comments if you know any. It'd be interesting to see what other quotes you might have found memorable.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Tech me!
We were at our project site, doing some upgrading or some shit. Been here since 10 last night. The upgrade went ok. I couldn't get my SQL shit to cooperate with me though, and I got bored. So I fire up mIRC. It's been so long since I last used this thing, so I go and register me a nickname (I didn't register the name "me" though. That's just, you know, so you don't come and screw me over if you see me online. Or whatever). So I'm hanging out at a few channels. Trying to get some young chicks and such, but all I see are horny old men with ludicrous nicks like "AbgNakTuh" and "AbgKotePanjangMacamKuda". And also some gay fuckers like "SpeNderlakiMInatBoXerLaKi24 ". I kid you not, that was an actual nick I saw in #klsex.
Anyway, so I'm hanging out, in #klsex and a couple other channels as well (i do hang out in other more education channels too you know). Then this guy PMs me. Here's how the conversation goes. Starting exactly like this:
"Yes, that's 6:03 AM. I haven't slept for nearly 20 hours now"
[06:03] tech me how
"tech me". Almost sounds kinky
[06:03] me: tech you what?
[06:04] jorbut: to get a root
[06:04] jorbut: could you ?
Ooo...a h4><0r
[06:06] me: well, you get a box
[06:06] me: install linux on it
[06:06] me: right?
[06:07] jorbut: ok
[06:07] me: and at the part where it prompts you for a root password, enter your password of choice
[06:07] me: et voila!
[06:07] me: you've got root on your very own box!
[06:07] me: you pwn it!
This actually works, I just pwned a server (Dell PowerEdge 1800) using this very method a couple days ago.
[06:08] jorbut: wait
[06:08] jorbut: i install a linux on a pc
[06:08] jorbut: and the login as a user
[06:08] jorbut: and the su
[06:08] jorbut: and then what password i shuld type on it ?
[06:13] me: well
[06:13] jorbut: ?
[06:13] me: you type in the password that you entered at the root password prompt during the install
[06:13] jorbut: ic
[06:13] jorbut: i mean
[06:13] jorbut: if a register on a shell hosting
[06:13] jorbut: can i got root passwd
Poor kid. Can't spell to save his life and he wants to hack a *nix box
[06:14] me: i guess you could
[06:15] jorbut: how
[06:15] me: if you were the administrator
[06:15] me: or if you knew the administrator
[06:15] jorbut: yes
[06:15] jorbut: if i
[06:15] jorbut: but its not
Let's see how clueless this guy is
[06:15] me: oh
[06:15] me: you'd probably have to do stuff
[06:15] me: like voodoo
[06:15] me: you ever heard of voodoo?
[06:16] jorbut: never
[06:16] jorbut: tell me
Seems like he's really buying this crock of shit. Either that, or HE's playing around with ME. We'll see.
[06:16] me: you see, voodoo is some really complicated computer systems stuff that you do to get your computer to do things for you
[06:17] me: I'm not sure that you're ready for that level of programming/hacking yet
[06:17] jorbut: not yet
[06:17] me: unfortunately, no
[06:18] jorbut: or
[06:18] jorbut: can you give me some file that can i executed to get a root acces
Ahah! As I suspected! A script kiddie.
[06:22] me: ok
[06:22] me: try this one
[06:22] me: www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/you.html
[06:22] me: or this one
[06:22] me: www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/youare.swf
You might not want to open this up in Internet Explorer. Except maybe if you have some kind of popup blocker. But then again, I never actually tested that. Your call.
[06:23] jorbut: wait
[06:23] jorbut: fck
ROTFLMAO
[06:24] me: what up?
[06:25] me: doesn't that site have the programs that you want?
[06:25] jorbut: you know man
[06:26] jorbut: you think youare great if some one ask you and your asn not muach help
[06:26] jorbut: i dont think so
[06:26] jorbut: i think its looser can ans any ques...
[06:26] me: ? what?
[06:27] me: are you insulting me, d00d?
Really, I don't even know what he's trying to say, which is why i try to clarify by asking him. Don't want to anger a l33t h4><0r
[06:27] me: you asked me for a file to run, i gave you one
[06:27] jorbut: if you tink so
Seems he's not insulting me after all
[06:28] me: :)
[06:28] me: i'm glad i could help out
[06:28] jorbut: thanks mean you are a looser do you
[06:28] jorbut: :P
Or is he?
[06:29] me: i don't even understand what that means, my friend
[06:29] jorbut: well done dud
[06:29] jorbut: bye
[06:31] me: pleasure's all mine
[06:31] me: bye
End
Aah. It's always nice to know that you were able to help someone in need. :)
Update 4:53 PM. Man I must've been pretty fucked up this morning. I didn't even notice the post got screwed up. I just fixed it so you can see it the way I intended it to be.
Anyway, so I'm hanging out, in #klsex and a couple other channels as well (i do hang out in other more education channels too you know). Then this guy PMs me. Here's how the conversation goes. Starting exactly like this:
"Yes, that's 6:03 AM. I haven't slept for nearly 20 hours now"
[06:03]
"tech me". Almost sounds kinky
[06:03] me: tech you what?
[06:04] jorbut: to get a root
[06:04] jorbut: could you ?
Ooo...a h4><0r
[06:06] me: well, you get a box
[06:06] me: install linux on it
[06:06] me: right?
[06:07] jorbut: ok
[06:07] me: and at the part where it prompts you for a root password, enter your password of choice
[06:07] me: et voila!
[06:07] me: you've got root on your very own box!
[06:07] me: you pwn it!
This actually works, I just pwned a server (Dell PowerEdge 1800) using this very method a couple days ago.
[06:08] jorbut: wait
[06:08] jorbut: i install a linux on a pc
[06:08] jorbut: and the login as a user
[06:08] jorbut: and the su
[06:08] jorbut: and then what password i shuld type on it ?
[06:13] me: well
[06:13] jorbut: ?
[06:13] me: you type in the password that you entered at the root password prompt during the install
[06:13] jorbut: ic
[06:13] jorbut: i mean
[06:13] jorbut: if a register on a shell hosting
[06:13] jorbut: can i got root passwd
Poor kid. Can't spell to save his life and he wants to hack a *nix box
[06:14] me: i guess you could
[06:15] jorbut: how
[06:15] me: if you were the administrator
[06:15] me: or if you knew the administrator
[06:15] jorbut: yes
[06:15] jorbut: if i
[06:15] jorbut: but its not
Let's see how clueless this guy is
[06:15] me: oh
[06:15] me: you'd probably have to do stuff
[06:15] me: like voodoo
[06:15] me: you ever heard of voodoo?
[06:16] jorbut: never
[06:16] jorbut: tell me
Seems like he's really buying this crock of shit. Either that, or HE's playing around with ME. We'll see.
[06:16] me: you see, voodoo is some really complicated computer systems stuff that you do to get your computer to do things for you
[06:17] me: I'm not sure that you're ready for that level of programming/hacking yet
[06:17] jorbut: not yet
[06:17] me: unfortunately, no
[06:18] jorbut: or
[06:18] jorbut: can you give me some file that can i executed to get a root acces
Ahah! As I suspected! A script kiddie.
[06:22] me: ok
[06:22] me: try this one
[06:22] me: www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/you.html
[06:22] me: or this one
[06:22] me: www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/youare.swf
You might not want to open this up in Internet Explorer. Except maybe if you have some kind of popup blocker. But then again, I never actually tested that. Your call.
[06:23] jorbut: wait
[06:23] jorbut: fck
ROTFLMAO
[06:24] me: what up?
[06:25] me: doesn't that site have the programs that you want?
[06:25] jorbut: you know man
[06:26] jorbut: you think youare great if some one ask you and your asn not muach help
[06:26] jorbut: i dont think so
[06:26] jorbut: i think its looser can ans any ques...
[06:26] me: ? what?
[06:27] me: are you insulting me, d00d?
Really, I don't even know what he's trying to say, which is why i try to clarify by asking him. Don't want to anger a l33t h4><0r
[06:27] me: you asked me for a file to run, i gave you one
[06:27] jorbut: if you tink so
Seems he's not insulting me after all
[06:28] me: :)
[06:28] me: i'm glad i could help out
[06:28] jorbut: thanks mean you are a looser do you
[06:28] jorbut: :P
Or is he?
[06:29] me: i don't even understand what that means, my friend
[06:29] jorbut: well done dud
[06:29] jorbut: bye
[06:31] me: pleasure's all mine
[06:31] me: bye
End
Aah. It's always nice to know that you were able to help someone in need. :)
Update 4:53 PM. Man I must've been pretty fucked up this morning. I didn't even notice the post got screwed up. I just fixed it so you can see it the way I intended it to be.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
I need new friends.
Friend : so i have to dload mySQL and the analyzer izzit?
Friend : i can't quite think straight rite now
Me : i think you can just download the query browser je kot
Me : if you already have mysql la
Friend : hoo..ok
Friend : hmm..
Friend : can i ask u another silly q?
Me : sure
Friend : The install package uses Windows Installer, which is built in to Microsoft Windows XP, and more recent Microsoft Windows versions. You can also download the install runtime for Windows NT 4.0 and 2000
Friend : so does it mean that i already have the ting or not?
Friend : as i am using windows xp
Friend : ?
Me : yep
Me : you already have that
Friend : hmm..
Friend : ?
Friend : have to ask mr google la nih
Friend : ?
Me : you already have the windows installer
Friend : yeah...but the query ?
Me : you have to download and install that
Friend : huh?
Friend : tak paham..
Friend : why do they say using windows installer?
Friend : hoo..i get it..
Friend : after seeing the installer
Friend :
Me : ...
Friend : silence is gold
Me : damn nigger i was about to remove you from my fucking buddy list because of that
Friend : cuz wut?
Me : your dumbass question
Friend :
Friend : no laa..
Me : siap buat aku pun confuse
Friend : i thought windows installer means the installer for windows....
Friend : i thought the query analyzer is alredy in my pc
Me : ...
Me : I need to find new friends...
Friend : i can't quite think straight rite now
Me : i think you can just download the query browser je kot
Me : if you already have mysql la
Friend : hoo..ok
Friend : hmm..
Friend : can i ask u another silly q?
Me : sure
Friend : The install package uses Windows Installer, which is built in to Microsoft Windows XP, and more recent Microsoft Windows versions. You can also download the install runtime for Windows NT 4.0 and 2000
Friend : so does it mean that i already have the ting or not?
Friend : as i am using windows xp
Friend : ?
Me : yep
Me : you already have that
Friend : hmm..
Friend : ?
Friend : have to ask mr google la nih
Friend : ?
Me : you already have the windows installer
Friend : yeah...but the query ?
Me : you have to download and install that
Friend : huh?
Friend : tak paham..
Friend : why do they say using windows installer?
Friend : hoo..i get it..
Friend : after seeing the installer
Friend :
Me : ...
Friend : silence is gold
Me : damn nigger i was about to remove you from my fucking buddy list because of that
Friend : cuz wut?
Me : your dumbass question
Friend :
Friend : no laa..
Me : siap buat aku pun confuse
Friend : i thought windows installer means the installer for windows....
Friend : i thought the query analyzer is alredy in my pc
Me : ...
Me : I need to find new friends...
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Slackware Linux Walk-through (Start to Finish)
This is one of the most helpful Slackware Linux sites I've found. This guy has documented everything from partitioning, to getting your scroll wheel working. Not to mention getting Slack to boot straight into X.
read more | digg story
read more | digg story
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Han Solo in Carbonite - LEGO version
I was reading digg.com and saw this link to an almost life-size model of Han Solo in Carbonite, made of LEGO bricks. I thought I'd add this link since my last post was about LEGO.
I don't wanna grow up
A buddy's latest post mentioned "When you are thinking, be childish", and that reminded me about something that happened about a year ago. A couple of friends (from a company i recently left for various reasons) and I were at Midvalley Megamall, I think, to catch a movie, if I remember correctly. Whatever it was we were at some mall, for some reason or other, and we were walking around (probably waiting for the movie, or maybe we'd already finished the movie and were going to get something to eat). In any case we were walking around and we'd come upon this LEGO display/exhibition thing. It'd been a while since any of us played around with LEGOs so we went to have a look, maybe see what new theme they'd come up with lately.
There was a lot of stuff and some neat scenes they had built with LEGO blocks and all. And in the middle of it all, were something like 4 tables just about the right height for an 8 or 9 year old. Scattered on the tables were LEGO blocks just waiting for curious, imaginative minds to pick them up and turn them into spaceships or firetrucks. Those colourful, little blocks held stories of bank robberies and police car chases, of wild wild west sunset showdowns and intergalactic planetary invasions. All they needed were the right story tellers.
My friends and I thought it'd be fun to play around a bit so we went up to one of the tables. Walking up to a table full of LEGO blocks, we looked around; noticed nobody seemed to mind and started thinking about what we could build. We thought and we thought and we thought. While we were thinking of something cool to create, this kid, probably about 7 or 8, walks up to a table next to ours and just starts putting blocks together. I was still fiddling with some blocks in my hand, but my attention was now mostly on the kid next to us. He seemed oblivious to everything going on outside the table, intent solely on this creative pursuit. The kid kept on stacking the blocks one after another, using whatever was on the table. There were no "Oh, there aren't any square blocks left" or "I wish I had a little swiveling block" from this kid. It seemed like all he ever needed was right there on the table, as if someone had planned for this kid to come over and build what he was building and had thus prepared all the blocks expressly for that purpose.
Finally the kid stopped adding blocks, stepped back and admired his masterpiece for a moment, then left to go back to his mother. We looked at his end product. To me it seemed like some kind of tower. It wasn't built with any kind of right proportions or dimensions in mind, no specific colour scheme, it didn't even seem to have any rooms or functionality. But the kid had seemed content with his accomplishment. And there we were; 4 University graduates, a table full of LEGO blocks, and nothing to show for it. Sure, Heron made a PS2 logo right after that, but it's just not the same. We thought too much about how we could impress each other (at least that's what I was thinking) that eventually we didn't get to build anything. The kid? He didn't have to impress anyone. He didn't worry about what it would look like to other people or if people would comment on it. He just did what he felt like doing. He was letting his mind be creative. And he was satisfied. How many times have we done that? Just do things that we want now that we're all grown up and working?
I think work is slowly taking my inner child away from me. I was just chatting with Taqi earlier tonight, and I told him that I think I've lost my sense of wonder and "Hey, that's kewl stuff". I noticed that recently I haven't been doing a lot of the neat stuff I used to love doing. Like my buddy, I think if this keeps up, I'll become the guy I never wanted to be. Both of us have been pretty busy lately, we haven't had time to do any kewl stuff. Hopefully this is just because we're getting used to our new jobs/responsibilities. Maybe after a while we'll work some time out for ourselves. I certainly hope so, because if this is what being an adult is all about, then I don't ever wanna grow up.
There was a lot of stuff and some neat scenes they had built with LEGO blocks and all. And in the middle of it all, were something like 4 tables just about the right height for an 8 or 9 year old. Scattered on the tables were LEGO blocks just waiting for curious, imaginative minds to pick them up and turn them into spaceships or firetrucks. Those colourful, little blocks held stories of bank robberies and police car chases, of wild wild west sunset showdowns and intergalactic planetary invasions. All they needed were the right story tellers.
My friends and I thought it'd be fun to play around a bit so we went up to one of the tables. Walking up to a table full of LEGO blocks, we looked around; noticed nobody seemed to mind and started thinking about what we could build. We thought and we thought and we thought. While we were thinking of something cool to create, this kid, probably about 7 or 8, walks up to a table next to ours and just starts putting blocks together. I was still fiddling with some blocks in my hand, but my attention was now mostly on the kid next to us. He seemed oblivious to everything going on outside the table, intent solely on this creative pursuit. The kid kept on stacking the blocks one after another, using whatever was on the table. There were no "Oh, there aren't any square blocks left" or "I wish I had a little swiveling block" from this kid. It seemed like all he ever needed was right there on the table, as if someone had planned for this kid to come over and build what he was building and had thus prepared all the blocks expressly for that purpose.
Finally the kid stopped adding blocks, stepped back and admired his masterpiece for a moment, then left to go back to his mother. We looked at his end product. To me it seemed like some kind of tower. It wasn't built with any kind of right proportions or dimensions in mind, no specific colour scheme, it didn't even seem to have any rooms or functionality. But the kid had seemed content with his accomplishment. And there we were; 4 University graduates, a table full of LEGO blocks, and nothing to show for it. Sure, Heron made a PS2 logo right after that, but it's just not the same. We thought too much about how we could impress each other (at least that's what I was thinking) that eventually we didn't get to build anything. The kid? He didn't have to impress anyone. He didn't worry about what it would look like to other people or if people would comment on it. He just did what he felt like doing. He was letting his mind be creative. And he was satisfied. How many times have we done that? Just do things that we want now that we're all grown up and working?
I think work is slowly taking my inner child away from me. I was just chatting with Taqi earlier tonight, and I told him that I think I've lost my sense of wonder and "Hey, that's kewl stuff". I noticed that recently I haven't been doing a lot of the neat stuff I used to love doing. Like my buddy, I think if this keeps up, I'll become the guy I never wanted to be. Both of us have been pretty busy lately, we haven't had time to do any kewl stuff. Hopefully this is just because we're getting used to our new jobs/responsibilities. Maybe after a while we'll work some time out for ourselves. I certainly hope so, because if this is what being an adult is all about, then I don't ever wanna grow up.
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