Man was I pissed today. I'm not really a fan of hip hop, really. I just cant get jiggy with it. Heh heh. Anyways, you ever had one of those days where you wake up with a tune or a song in your head. And you wonder to yourself, how the FUCK did it get there?!
This morning, I woke up with Flo Riders 'Low' stuck to the inside of my brain. So heres how my day started with the song – just two lines from the whole song, mind you – kept looping in my 'ed...
I woke up and sat at the edge of my bed-
shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
boots with the fur (with the fur)
I stood up and took my towel-
shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
boots with the fur (with the fur)
I opened my door and went to the toilet. Took my shower and the whole time-
shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
boots with the fur (with the fur)
Put my clothes on and went to work-
shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
boots with the fur (with the fur)
GAHHH!!!! ENOUGH WITH THE APPLES AND THE BOTTOMS AND THE BOOTS WITH FUR ALREADY!!!!
Okay, this was getting ridiculous. Suddenly, I had a brilliant idea. I thought to myself, Bwahey! Maybe, just maybe, if I had another tune my head, it could balance things out. Lessee...
Ala payung, laalah payung lah payung
ketipang payung payung sutera, nak raja muda...
Dont ask how I came up with that choice of song... All I know is, it'd worked! Somehow Flo Rider, him and T-Pain both went, 'What the fuck, nigga?' and just STFU'ed.
For a while.
Nothing happened for about a minute or so until somehow, someone up in my Brain Department thought that a remix of the two songs using just those lines would be awesome. Could probably be a hit in "The Clubs" as well. Heck, even at the "After Parties". Wow.
For the first time, P. Ramlee did a collabo with Flo Rider feat. T-Pain.
shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Ala payung, laalah payung lah payung
boots with the fur (with the fur)
ketipang payung payung sutera, nak raja muda...
I sighed, shrugged my shoulders and continued on with my day. Screw you, hip hop. Apple bottom jeans and shoes with the fur and all. Word.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
The birthday. And the card.
28 10. A day the world remembers as one of the most great, no, fantastic, No! AWESOME, no! Heck, theres not even a word that could describe the sheer (missing word) of what the date 28 10 respresents. And so, I have decided to make my own word - a word so great, no dictionary would dare to print without spellchecking it 324,342 times. Behold, the word:
"Fanawesgreaholyshitealiciousantastic."
Holy fucking SHIT!!! THAT IS AN AWESOME WORD!
But I digress.
So, the other day, the people at my office decided to give a surprise party for me. Well, its not really a SURPRISE party, per se. More like, a 'raised eyebrow' party. Or a 'What The-? Whats going on 'ere?' party. Heck, its not even a party. Just a gathering of bosses and colleagues surrounding a table that's got a cake and polistyrene cups and stuff.
It was cool. It was 4 days early, but it's the thought that counts. I think the funniest part of the whole thing was the card that they made for me:
Too true. Too true. Note to self: Remove all incriminating pictures that might incriminate your idiocy(Or awesomeness.)
Okay. I've never seen a female porn film diector. Wait a minute... who the fuck cares about porn directors anyways?
I have never watched porn with her. Honest! At least, not with that huge-ass hair on her head.
Faisal looks like a Mexican Pornstar in this one. Seriously.
Honestly, this is my favourite. Big huge lol's for this one, folks.
This dude stole my get-up from facebook. The cad!
Heh heh. People of the 70's are crazy, man. Crazy! Must be the hairspray. Or drugs. Or Hairspray AND drugs.
This was his own picture from his drivers license. Have a 'good one' indeed!
"Fanawesgreaholyshitealiciousantastic."
Holy fucking SHIT!!! THAT IS AN AWESOME WORD!
But I digress.
So, the other day, the people at my office decided to give a surprise party for me. Well, its not really a SURPRISE party, per se. More like, a 'raised eyebrow' party. Or a 'What The-? Whats going on 'ere?' party. Heck, its not even a party. Just a gathering of bosses and colleagues surrounding a table that's got a cake and polistyrene cups and stuff.
It was cool. It was 4 days early, but it's the thought that counts. I think the funniest part of the whole thing was the card that they made for me:
Too true. Too true. Note to self: Remove all incriminating pictures that might incriminate your idiocy(Or awesomeness.)
Okay. I've never seen a female porn film diector. Wait a minute... who the fuck cares about porn directors anyways?
I have never watched porn with her. Honest! At least, not with that huge-ass hair on her head.
Hey, man! Growing old is mandatory. Growing up is optional! So stfu! Also, so's your face.
Faisal looks like a Mexican Pornstar in this one. Seriously.
Honestly, this is my favourite. Big huge lol's for this one, folks.
This dude stole my get-up from facebook. The cad!
Heh heh. People of the 70's are crazy, man. Crazy! Must be the hairspray. Or drugs. Or Hairspray AND drugs.
This was his own picture from his drivers license. Have a 'good one' indeed!Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I've gone PRO! THATS RIGHT, BITCHES!
What am I on about? Flickr, of course. Seeing as that my l337 photo skillz are getting betterrer and betterrer, (double positive, no?) I've decided to go for a paid version of flickr. Hence the PRO. Which is a shortform for the word PROFESSIONAL. But I bet you already knew that.
Well, it's awesome. It's got stats and shit. Stats are awesome. I'd be like, 'Whoah, Holy Crap! 2.34 people visited my flickr page today! What A Neat And Useful Thing, This Stats Counter Is. I Wish I Had It On My Balls*.'
But then I'd laugh... because I don't need a Stats Counter on my juggling balls to count how many times it falls on the ground. I'm still practising.*
Here it be.
Enjoi!
*you thought I was referring to my delicates, werent you? You're sick, you know that? Chee...
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Paling Berpotensi!
Right, well, its like, 3.30am and there I was, sitting in front of a laptop, googling my nick (or ego surfing). Anyways, as it turns out, I'd been nominated, in 2006, as a blog that, "had potential." What potential, you ask? I havent a fucking clue! Anyways, here's the site that someone by the name of Anonymous had "nominated" my sorry excuse for a blog. Scroll down to the part where it sez "Kategory D: Paling Berpotensi."
Weird, eh? And the best part is, I didnt even know about that shit.
Man, when I first saw it, I was like, holy cow! 0 votes!! Me, being the underachiever that I am, was ecstatic. I was so ecstatic, I ran out of the room and dropkicked my sleeping brother in the face. Which was kinda odd, because my brothers not at home. In the end, as it turns out, it was my sisters maid. Oh, she'll laugh about this one day.
Anyhoot, as long as I'm typing this, I'd like to wish a Selamat Hari Raya and maaf whatever. Ok? Ok.
Weird, eh? And the best part is, I didnt even know about that shit.
Man, when I first saw it, I was like, holy cow! 0 votes!! Me, being the underachiever that I am, was ecstatic. I was so ecstatic, I ran out of the room and dropkicked my sleeping brother in the face. Which was kinda odd, because my brothers not at home. In the end, as it turns out, it was my sisters maid. Oh, she'll laugh about this one day.
Anyhoot, as long as I'm typing this, I'd like to wish a Selamat Hari Raya and maaf whatever. Ok? Ok.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Not the Nine O' Clock News: Mencarut
Watch this vid big wobbly tits it really quite funny i would like to do you in a bus station. British comedy sometimes kicks bare ass-shake. Then you'd probably understand why I'm writing like this spank my nads and call me Sir.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Shorty #46
Continued from Shorty #45. Just so we're clear, shorty #45 is actually #1 and so on. Ok?
It's amazing how ones life can change by the smallest of things. Like trust. Trust is a dangerous thing. In the hands of people who lie, who cheat, who deceive, is a commodity, worth it's weight in gold. Trust is how I met her. Ironically, it was clear from the start, we never trusted each other, but we worked around it. Not because we wanted to but because we had to. Her fate ties directly to mine. And mine hers.
---
The water felt cold against my skin. I choke and sputter like crazy as I try hard to iron out of the hazy blur thats spinning around in my throbbing head. The left side of my lip was swollen the size of walnut. If it didn't, it sure as hell felt like it did.
"Fuck..." I slurred. "Where the fuck..." I tried to reach for my face but as it turns out, those fuckers had gone and tied my hands together to a wooden chair I was sitting on. Wow, I must be more dangerous than I thought. A lone blurry figure stood infront of me holding a bucket.
"What the hell, man?!" I yell. "It's a new shirt!"
The figure chuckled."Looks like you wont be using it for a while. What with all that nasty bloodstains all over it. I'm surprised a stick like you could bleed so much with just one punch.
"Yeah, well, you and me both, sister." She wasn't my sister.
I was a in dark dank room, no more bigger than a store closet. Hell, it actually WAS a store closet, only a slightly big one. It smelled faintly of cheese and socks. On the left was a couple of brooms and a mop, leaning against a dirty wall. A window in the wall lit the room, though most of its panes were blacked out. A small unpainted pane gave the room whatever light it could pass through.
She was sitting on a small cot on the right side of the room. Her legs dangling on the side of bed like a kids. As the fog in my eyes cleared up, I could see her staring at me, the same unemotional face I remembered before being sucker punched... wait a minute now I remember! That bastard cleaner fuckin' used an iron knuckle on me! Mother fuc-
A door opens behind me opened and closed slowly...
~tbc!~
It's amazing how ones life can change by the smallest of things. Like trust. Trust is a dangerous thing. In the hands of people who lie, who cheat, who deceive, is a commodity, worth it's weight in gold. Trust is how I met her. Ironically, it was clear from the start, we never trusted each other, but we worked around it. Not because we wanted to but because we had to. Her fate ties directly to mine. And mine hers.
---
The water felt cold against my skin. I choke and sputter like crazy as I try hard to iron out of the hazy blur thats spinning around in my throbbing head. The left side of my lip was swollen the size of walnut. If it didn't, it sure as hell felt like it did.
"Fuck..." I slurred. "Where the fuck..." I tried to reach for my face but as it turns out, those fuckers had gone and tied my hands together to a wooden chair I was sitting on. Wow, I must be more dangerous than I thought. A lone blurry figure stood infront of me holding a bucket.
"What the hell, man?!" I yell. "It's a new shirt!"
The figure chuckled."Looks like you wont be using it for a while. What with all that nasty bloodstains all over it. I'm surprised a stick like you could bleed so much with just one punch.
"Yeah, well, you and me both, sister." She wasn't my sister.
I was a in dark dank room, no more bigger than a store closet. Hell, it actually WAS a store closet, only a slightly big one. It smelled faintly of cheese and socks. On the left was a couple of brooms and a mop, leaning against a dirty wall. A window in the wall lit the room, though most of its panes were blacked out. A small unpainted pane gave the room whatever light it could pass through.
She was sitting on a small cot on the right side of the room. Her legs dangling on the side of bed like a kids. As the fog in my eyes cleared up, I could see her staring at me, the same unemotional face I remembered before being sucker punched... wait a minute now I remember! That bastard cleaner fuckin' used an iron knuckle on me! Mother fuc-
A door opens behind me opened and closed slowly...
~tbc!~
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Joe was walking down the mall the other day and saw a bunch of kids playing in an air castle. Whats an air castle, you ask? It's an inflated lorry tire tube in the shape of a castle. Kids go in and jump around and basically go nuts, flinging themselves on the walls and whatnot.
That looks like fun, he thought to himself and joined in the fun. He ran in and bounced around and played with the other kids. But the other kids looked at him funny but he didnt care! He was bouncing off the walls. IM BOUNCING OF THE WALLS! LOOKIT ME! he yelled with glee.
But the only problem was, he was a security guard.
That looks like fun, he thought to himself and joined in the fun. He ran in and bounced around and played with the other kids. But the other kids looked at him funny but he didnt care! He was bouncing off the walls. IM BOUNCING OF THE WALLS! LOOKIT ME! he yelled with glee.
But the only problem was, he was a security guard.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Shorty #45
"No!" she said. "NO NO NO NO!"
"Fine!" I said angrily. "But just so you know, it was your idea in the first place!"
"Well, I changed my mind. And besides, who said it'd be today? We never agreed for it to happen today, what with all the bullshit that we'd gone through today."
I fished my pack of Dunhills from my pocket and lit one stick, savouring the smoke as it burnt through whatever lung tissue I had left. I'd been meaning to quit but I figured, after this week, we'd probably be dead anyway. So why bother? I rolled down the window and we cruised silently down the road. Traffic wasnt heavy this time of day and the town was in sort of laid back atmosphere. Kids were playing in the park and the parents were out on picnics nearby. Under normal circumstances, I'd say this was a beautiful day. Pity it aint for us.
"Make a left here," she said, snapping me out of my 2 seconds daydream. I made the turn and we arrived in a street dominated by a huge red building. It was fairly old, with an architecture that I didn't really give a fuck less. Vines were growing on its brick walls and from the look of things, it was well kempt. There was no one around save for a street cleaner sweeping a sidewalk.
"Stop here," she said, her eyes never leaving the entrance of the building as I stopped at a good parking spot.
"What is this place?" I asked. "And what the hell are we doing here anyway? We're supposed to lie low, remember?"
"We are. Now shut up and help me take the shit out from the back."
"Whatever. What is this place?" I asked again, slightly irritated because she didn't answer me the first time. "Looks like a fortress. How come I've never seen this place before?"
"Thats because you've never seen this place before," a voice spoke from behind me. I turned around startled. It was the street cleaner. How'd he get here so fast-?
That's when the world became dark. The last thing I remember was that son of a bitch's grinning face as his fist hit home. Home being the side of my face. The force of the punch spun me around and I could see her face, cold and emotionless, staring at my limp body as it hit the boot of the car and slumped down to the ground. Blood oozed out of my mouth and nose. I could remember them looking down at while the cleaner rubbed his fist. I passed out.
~to be continued whenever.
"Fine!" I said angrily. "But just so you know, it was your idea in the first place!"
"Well, I changed my mind. And besides, who said it'd be today? We never agreed for it to happen today, what with all the bullshit that we'd gone through today."
I fished my pack of Dunhills from my pocket and lit one stick, savouring the smoke as it burnt through whatever lung tissue I had left. I'd been meaning to quit but I figured, after this week, we'd probably be dead anyway. So why bother? I rolled down the window and we cruised silently down the road. Traffic wasnt heavy this time of day and the town was in sort of laid back atmosphere. Kids were playing in the park and the parents were out on picnics nearby. Under normal circumstances, I'd say this was a beautiful day. Pity it aint for us.
"Make a left here," she said, snapping me out of my 2 seconds daydream. I made the turn and we arrived in a street dominated by a huge red building. It was fairly old, with an architecture that I didn't really give a fuck less. Vines were growing on its brick walls and from the look of things, it was well kempt. There was no one around save for a street cleaner sweeping a sidewalk.
"Stop here," she said, her eyes never leaving the entrance of the building as I stopped at a good parking spot.
"What is this place?" I asked. "And what the hell are we doing here anyway? We're supposed to lie low, remember?"
"We are. Now shut up and help me take the shit out from the back."
"Whatever. What is this place?" I asked again, slightly irritated because she didn't answer me the first time. "Looks like a fortress. How come I've never seen this place before?"
"Thats because you've never seen this place before," a voice spoke from behind me. I turned around startled. It was the street cleaner. How'd he get here so fast-?
That's when the world became dark. The last thing I remember was that son of a bitch's grinning face as his fist hit home. Home being the side of my face. The force of the punch spun me around and I could see her face, cold and emotionless, staring at my limp body as it hit the boot of the car and slumped down to the ground. Blood oozed out of my mouth and nose. I could remember them looking down at while the cleaner rubbed his fist. I passed out.
~to be continued whenever.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
When boredom is complemented by hunger...
It all started with this on the mac's built in camera and software. I was bored and hungry, so...
A week later, boredom and hunger reared it's ugly face yet again! I'd gone and Yearbooked myself. Man, I look awesome in afro (1982). Word.
A week later, boredom and hunger reared it's ugly face yet again! I'd gone and Yearbooked myself. Man, I look awesome in afro (1982). Word.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Annoying people when they're are bz sometimes is fun.
me:
hoi
eliaheska:
ape?
me:
ohoo
eksen skang
eliaheska:
mestila eksen kalau kepale nak pecah buat tcv
me:
what the fuck is tcv?
eliaheska:
tvc
silap laaa
me:
tcv tu ape?
eliaheska:
tvc la
TVC
TVC
TVC
TVC
tau x
me:
tau.
tapi
eliaheska:
tapi ape?(damn drama melayu)
me:
tapi...
tvc tu ape?
eliaheska:
TV COMMERCIAL
ADUH TIPU LA KAU
UR WASTING MY TIME MAN
me:
fine.
eliaheska:
:P
me:
but i have one question for you.
eliaheska:
apo
me:
tvc tu ape?
eliaheska:
:P
get lost
ko ni kurang kaseh syg ke
me:
tak.
cuma aku tak paham satu menda..
pergh..
eliaheska:
fine
me:
aku cakap... satu menda aku tak paham..
eliaheska:
like i care
me:
OHOOO!! MAIN KASAR!
eliaheska:
sayang
i bz ni
esok yeee lepas i hantar keje u tanyeee la ape u nak tanye
ok?
me:
nak tanye tvc tu ape?
hello?
hoi
eliaheska:
ape?
me:
ohoo
eksen skang
eliaheska:
mestila eksen kalau kepale nak pecah buat tcv
me:
what the fuck is tcv?
eliaheska:
tvc
silap laaa
me:
tcv tu ape?
eliaheska:
tvc la
TVC
TVC
TVC
TVC
tau x
me:
tau.
tapi
eliaheska:
tapi ape?(damn drama melayu)
me:
tapi...
tvc tu ape?
eliaheska:
TV COMMERCIAL
ADUH TIPU LA KAU
UR WASTING MY TIME MAN
me:
fine.
eliaheska:
:P
me:
but i have one question for you.
eliaheska:
apo
me:
tvc tu ape?
eliaheska:
:P
get lost
ko ni kurang kaseh syg ke
me:
tak.
cuma aku tak paham satu menda..
pergh..
eliaheska:
fine
me:
aku cakap... satu menda aku tak paham..
eliaheska:
like i care
me:
OHOOO!! MAIN KASAR!
eliaheska:
sayang
i bz ni
esok yeee lepas i hantar keje u tanyeee la ape u nak tanye
ok?
me:
nak tanye tvc tu ape?
hello?
Monday, September 15, 2008
Of carelesness and whatnot...
I was at an engagement ceremony the other day where me and my friend were hired to be the official photographers of the whole shebang.
The day started of with me being late because I was waiting for my wash to stop, um, washing. As I waited, I decided to play me a game of DOTA with Adi. Which was a pointless because that bastard was kicking the computers butt so hard, it was pretty much pointless for me to be in the game at all. I said 'Fuck you!' and left the game.
~ post saved to draft ~
The above post was saved about a month ago, iinm and only now I realized that I hadnt updated it. And because of my constant laziness (what with the fasting and all), I've decided to clip it short. Heres the condensed version:
Played DOTA, was in a rush, packed things hastily, went to engagement, got ready to shoot, camera body-check!, batteries-check!, lenses-check!, memory card-ch... SONOFABITCH!
Turns out, fergot to bring memory card. Went to shops nearby, none of the bastards carried Compact Flash cards. Not even at grocery stores. Event at place nearly starting. Had to rush to "nearby" shopping mall to buy card. Nearly got lost. Luckily friend was there to cover first quarter.
Got the card after long walk in mall. Cost me 60 bucks. Went back. Took photos. (But still slightly pissed because of carelessness.) In the end, pictures turned out okay. (But still slightly pissed.) Shameless self promotion of work below. Enjoy.
The End.
The day started of with me being late because I was waiting for my wash to stop, um, washing. As I waited, I decided to play me a game of DOTA with Adi. Which was a pointless because that bastard was kicking the computers butt so hard, it was pretty much pointless for me to be in the game at all. I said 'Fuck you!' and left the game.
~ post saved to draft ~
The above post was saved about a month ago, iinm and only now I realized that I hadnt updated it. And because of my constant laziness (what with the fasting and all), I've decided to clip it short. Heres the condensed version:
Played DOTA, was in a rush, packed things hastily, went to engagement, got ready to shoot, camera body-check!, batteries-check!, lenses-check!, memory card-ch... SONOFABITCH!
Turns out, fergot to bring memory card. Went to shops nearby, none of the bastards carried Compact Flash cards. Not even at grocery stores. Event at place nearly starting. Had to rush to "nearby" shopping mall to buy card. Nearly got lost. Luckily friend was there to cover first quarter.
Got the card after long walk in mall. Cost me 60 bucks. Went back. Took photos. (But still slightly pissed because of carelessness.) In the end, pictures turned out okay. (But still slightly pissed.) Shameless self promotion of work below. Enjoy.
The End.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Havent updated in so long, and this is what I come up with?
Andre: oit
morning dude
me: top o' the mornin
'suppanin?
Andre: english...do you speak it? lol
i have no idea what u just said
'suppanin?
me: yu dant oondarshtand?
weeyard...
hahah
typo la..
i meant, whats happening
Andre: understand i do not
Andre: cloudy morning dude
kinda cold with all the aircond
wish it was the weekend
me: same here
hujan beb
Andre: dude are you near PJ?
me: nope
10-15 mins
Andre: i might want to stop at PJ next week but dunno the way.
u know how to go to SS2?
me: tak tau ah beb
Andre's new status message - Out to lunch 1:24 PM
Andre: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLiX5d3rC6o
me: wtf?
Andre: what did i send you...?
i forgot
oh the almost real life CG...
cool eh
me: cool siak
Andre: me...
http://www.wowarmory.com/character-sheet.xml?r=Medivh&n=Sethussic
jut to eksen...
sigh
nbtd lol
Andre: as for the video
the question is is it all CG or just the face...
me: the face only la bro
the body is not, i think..
am i right?
Andre: haha...
i think so too
they did put the wireframe on the face only
me: aha
tu ah
eh
btw
u still play wow?
Andre: i guess voice actors are the future
yeah
i have 70 lock/70 rogue/70 hunter
me: nerd
Andre: i think gonna stop wow when WAR comes out
lolz
so says the guy who watch frog comedy anime...kerokero
me: hey! thats comedy genius!!!!
Andre: i wouldnt know... :P
me: ahah!
anyways
i wish i had time to play wow
:(
Andre: well if u decide to return, give me a holler....let me ressurect you and get a free mont
lol
me: wot?
english please
Andre: *free month for bringing back a ex player
me: hmm
sounds intriuging
however the hell you spell that.
Andre: intriguing...
not using firefox i see
me: i am
spellcehkng sukcs
Andre: well anyway...
me: what?
Andre: imma close shop and have a cup of nes tarik + roti pisang
later dude
Andre's new status message - in BG, if u know what i mean 4:41 PM
me: you lucky bastard.
Andre: my pay sucks compared to you advertising guys
no point of working more than what im paid
me: wtf?
you think us advertising guys are paid in gold and virgin maidens?!
Andre: lol so retro
me: okay, maybe not gold...
Andre: gold + virgins?
me: fine!
maybe not virgins.
Andre: lol
me: psh! you government people...
Andre: wtf!
im not in gov lol
me: really???
Andre: no im in private
me: no fuckin' way! i thought you wuz in UTM?
waitaminit... you're in whose privates?
Andre: perv
my company hire consultants from utm
but our relations with utm is strictly business
Andre: anyway...
bye
me: as opposed to... not business?
Andre: if i tell you...i have to kill you
so to speak...
me: if you kill me...
i'll sue you for reckless endangerment.
Andre: from the dead...?
really dude, u should worry more about the fire and brimstone
me: shuddup, nerd.
Andre is busy. You may be interrupting.
morning dude
me: top o' the mornin
'suppanin?
Andre: english...do you speak it? lol
i have no idea what u just said
'suppanin?
me: yu dant oondarshtand?
weeyard...
hahah
typo la..
i meant, whats happening
Andre: understand i do not
Andre: cloudy morning dude
kinda cold with all the aircond
wish it was the weekend
me: same here
hujan beb
Andre: dude are you near PJ?
me: nope
10-15 mins
Andre: i might want to stop at PJ next week but dunno the way.
u know how to go to SS2?
me: tak tau ah beb
Andre's new status message - Out to lunch 1:24 PM
Andre: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLiX5d3rC6o
me: wtf?
Andre: what did i send you...?
i forgot
oh the almost real life CG...
cool eh
me: cool siak
Andre: me...
http://www.wowarmory.com/character-sheet.xml?r=Medivh&n=Sethussic
jut to eksen...
sigh
nbtd lol
Andre: as for the video
the question is is it all CG or just the face...
me: the face only la bro
the body is not, i think..
am i right?
Andre: haha...
i think so too
they did put the wireframe on the face only
me: aha
tu ah
eh
btw
u still play wow?
Andre: i guess voice actors are the future
yeah
i have 70 lock/70 rogue/70 hunter
me: nerd
Andre: i think gonna stop wow when WAR comes out
lolz
so says the guy who watch frog comedy anime...kerokero
me: hey! thats comedy genius!!!!
Andre: i wouldnt know... :P
me: ahah!
anyways
i wish i had time to play wow
:(
Andre: well if u decide to return, give me a holler....let me ressurect you and get a free mont
lol
me: wot?
english please
Andre: *free month for bringing back a ex player
me: hmm
sounds intriuging
however the hell you spell that.
Andre: intriguing...
not using firefox i see
me: i am
spellcehkng sukcs
Andre: well anyway...
me: what?
Andre: imma close shop and have a cup of nes tarik + roti pisang
later dude
Andre's new status message - in BG, if u know what i mean 4:41 PM
me: you lucky bastard.
Andre: my pay sucks compared to you advertising guys
no point of working more than what im paid
me: wtf?
you think us advertising guys are paid in gold and virgin maidens?!
Andre: lol so retro
me: okay, maybe not gold...
Andre: gold + virgins?
me: fine!
maybe not virgins.
Andre: lol
me: psh! you government people...
Andre: wtf!
im not in gov lol
me: really???
Andre: no im in private
me: no fuckin' way! i thought you wuz in UTM?
waitaminit... you're in whose privates?
Andre: perv
my company hire consultants from utm
but our relations with utm is strictly business
Andre: anyway...
bye
me: as opposed to... not business?
Andre: if i tell you...i have to kill you
so to speak...
me: if you kill me...
i'll sue you for reckless endangerment.
Andre: from the dead...?
really dude, u should worry more about the fire and brimstone
me: shuddup, nerd.
Andre is busy. You may be interrupting.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Courtroom Wars
So, we were in court, battling out the case of the Hijacked Facebook account. (which im totally innocent of any wrongdoing. really.Also, playing around with courtroom big words really makes me look smart. CIRCUMSTANCIAL! HEARSAY! BODO!)
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Adi
oooo orang kasi pakai laptop
dengki di facebook
Qiddas
you have no proof.
Adi
oooo
ok
it wasnt u who used my laptop yesterday
Qiddas
no proof at all.
that does not constitute as evidence.
its all circumstancial
Adi
well
evidence would point out to the residue of a big nosed person typing at the keyboard at around 10.30-11pm
and when x referrenced with the log from facebook
the change to status would have occured during that same time frame
Qiddas
is there any dna evidence? what log from facebook?
would you mind turning in this log from facebook.
Adi
there is
Adi
am subpoenaing them now
Qiddas
rather than attempting to prove an abstract or hypothetical point, this evidence gathering attempt to determine who is responsible for a criminal act of yours is really, well, lame.
do you have a witness?
Adi
well that is the sort of talk that would come from a guilty person such as yourself where all the implicating evidence clearly points out to you
Qiddas
that is total hearsay.
in fact, that sort of talk generally comes from a person desperate for a conviction
and will do anything necessary within the grey boundaries of the law to get it done.
Adi
well copying another persons argument would definitely look good with the jury
Qiddas
oh yeah? heres something that doesnt look good: using a spellchecker to spell 'subpoenaing'
Adi
well im wont be spelling it our on the court will i?
its not a spelling bee
Qiddas
you couldnt spell your own name without a dictionary.
Adi
well you could see one even if u tried
Qiddas
your honour, i object!!!
judge: 'sustained'.
Adi
judge: object schmeject
Qiddas
bodo
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Adi
oooo orang kasi pakai laptop
dengki di facebook
Qiddas
you have no proof.
Adi
oooo
ok
it wasnt u who used my laptop yesterday
Qiddas
no proof at all.
that does not constitute as evidence.
its all circumstancial
Adi
well
evidence would point out to the residue of a big nosed person typing at the keyboard at around 10.30-11pm
and when x referrenced with the log from facebook
the change to status would have occured during that same time frame
Qiddas
is there any dna evidence? what log from facebook?
would you mind turning in this log from facebook.
Adi
there is
Adi
am subpoenaing them now
Qiddas
rather than attempting to prove an abstract or hypothetical point, this evidence gathering attempt to determine who is responsible for a criminal act of yours is really, well, lame.
do you have a witness?
Adi
well that is the sort of talk that would come from a guilty person such as yourself where all the implicating evidence clearly points out to you
Qiddas
that is total hearsay.
in fact, that sort of talk generally comes from a person desperate for a conviction
and will do anything necessary within the grey boundaries of the law to get it done.
Adi
well copying another persons argument would definitely look good with the jury
Qiddas
oh yeah? heres something that doesnt look good: using a spellchecker to spell 'subpoenaing'
Adi
well im wont be spelling it our on the court will i?
its not a spelling bee
Qiddas
you couldnt spell your own name without a dictionary.
Adi
well you could see one even if u tried
Qiddas
your honour, i object!!!
judge: 'sustained'.
Adi
judge: object schmeject
Qiddas
bodo
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
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