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Saturday, January 08, 2005

tag me if you love me~!

hie hie ~!

would like to thank those people who have visited my blog. =)

would appreciate it more if you guys would kindly tag me, so i'd actually know who's reading ..


if you dont understand what i mean by tag. its that chat box located on the right.

Friday, January 07, 2005

x moviee~! x murder x

oh weee.. sorry late blog.

its friday. i just got back home. i shall now blog abt wednesday. haha. i kno its late but been busy. eheee.

ya know staying in a dorm does have its ups and downs. one downside is that you'd rarely go to movies. lazy, plus the existence of pasar malam selling dvd's everyweek just more o less kills off any willingness to actually get up and go to the cinema. so before the lazyness and financial freedom deserts me completely, i went on a movie marathon.

what other better day to see movies than on wednesday, when the tickets are only 6 quids ~! yippiee! so its off to the cinema's for suffieaee. obviously i didnt go there alone, that'll be just plain sad + pathetic. so for this marathon, i had to slowly choose who to pick. candidates should
  • not doze off halfway. snoring just annoys.
  • have the ability to understand. least read english. jokes are meant to be funny. duh!
  • be equipped with 40 quids for tickets + soda's + popcorn + lunch.
  • MOVIE LOVER! (most important)

after long hours(10 minutes) of searching. i've found the most alligible candidate. they are

  • Basil- 50kg. 5'7". bald + retro. his spontaneous combustion of humor from his mouth is equal to those coming out from his rear. though usually fazes out when an sexy female approaches. kick ass joke + obnoxious laugh makes him a deadly asset.
  • Aiman - 65kg. 5'9". buff to the bone. soldier of m'sia. popcorn n soda lover. practically has a whole collection of dvd's and vcd. couldnt of chose a bigger movie lover. together with his knowledge of previous movies, detecting any forgery is a sniff.

picking out movies to watch wasnt exactly rocket science. there was 3 blockbuster movies. so we chose that 3. hehe. so here are the movies with their respective reviews..

meet the fockers.

a sequel to meet the parents. but this time robert de niro visits ben stiller's parents. was the perfect way to start a marathon. totally pumped us up with its constant humor. ben stiller still is stupid to the bone. robert de niro needs to get more sex. and who the fuck keeps their foreskin. eew. a good laugh nevertheless. some say it sucked i say it rocked. so its up to you guys to decide.

quotes: 'assh-hooole'

the aviator

this show is almost 3 hours. would suggest that you guys come prepared for some long dialogues. to those whom have the english literacy of a 4 year a old. ya might wanna skip this one. it tells a tale of howard hughs. a genius to me, in aviation and business. defineatly inspired me. for those who need a boost for goals. do watch.

quotes: 'its all about the future. its all about the future. its all about the future. its all about the future. its all about the future. its all about the future. its all about the future. its all about the future. its all about the future.'

kungfu hussle

its stephen chow. its kungfu. its fucking funny. a MUST watch for those who are under serious stress. would definetly be a plus if you understood chinese. fred not, the subtitles are easy to understand and funny as hell to boot. my fav character would be the musical assassins. *strum strum* *beheads a cat* seriously a MUST watch.

quotes: 'sau pei leh'

haha havent heard that word in ages man.

overall. the selection of movies couldnt of been better. 2 kick ass comedies + 1 inspiring, and it all cost me only 18 quids. mm-hmmm~! gotta love wednesdays. gotta love the movies too~!

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was back in college on thursday to settle my subjects. the results still werent out, it'll be out on monday.

sigh.

i think my stress level has reached a max. cos i practically slept most of the time while waiting. felt tired and drowsy even after those long hours. kills the body ya might say.

anticipation is murder.

cold sweat, unable to relax, bored, 10 billion things on your mind, crappy thoughts.

though i'm only awaiting verdict on my subject. it feels as though i'm awaiting for life sentence in prison. seriously. it tires you mentally, it drains you of most joy around you. wastes your time too.

people out there. dont enter UniKL. the system sucks.

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

bmi

just gotten back from a long long day. nyeh. fucked up college. problems not solved yet. getting me more pissed off each day. lets take it from the top shall we?

day 1: register(ing how stupid can college staff be)
first thought: 'i got gewd results. today sounds like a gewd day to see friends. wee~!'

fuck wrong. woke up so fucking early just to take the 7.45 lrt to gombak. the road seemed so empty, but the lrt was fucking packed. i just realised how much people use the lrt to go to work each day. sad part is, i dont see any progress to upgrade services. just more pathetic lame ass adverts. when will you mofo's learn dammit! bah. so there i was in the lrt, wearing formal with a backpack and headphones. talk about being different rite. even at kelana jaya station(the last station in pj) was packed frm the start. people just dont bloody get it. they know its fucking packed. yet they still barge right through and slowly pushing the people inside nearly kissing distance.

come on malaysians, would you like it if someone pushed you so close you could smell other peoples breath? then dont fucking push! fucktards.

reaching terminal gombak, had to wait another 20 minutes for my friend to pick me up before heading down to the bank to bank in my college fee's. okay so done. at 10am we reached college, normally registering takes only a measly 2 hours at most. thats considered worst case scenario. this time, it was waaay different. there was no system of waiting, the que didnt exist so people kept on cutting through. the person in charge was so dumbstruck and they were so goddamn selfish. took their on sweet time on students then later out of no where decided to go for lunch breaks. wtf not only are you people stupid for your age by not arranging a proper system of waiting, your thinking with your stomach? gees! where'd they hire you?

later right before registering, there was this counter. a debt counter. a new list of outstanding debts suddenly appeared.

Students who did not pay their debts will be suspended of hostel residentiality.

browsed for my name. heh it wasnt there, but 1 of my roomates were. tot it was nothing so i just continued registering and got a room. finally after 4 bloody hours of fucking waiting because.. the staff were too damn moronic.

later my roomates rang me up.

basyeer: i didnt get a room.
me: wtf? what do you mean you didnt get a room? but your name wasnt on the list anyway. wtf happened?
basyeer: they deleted my name. but i already paid the debt long time ago.
me: so how now?
basyeer: gotta go home to get the receipt. if not i dont get a room with you guys.
me: go all the way back to fucking shah alam? you fucking serious? your still staying with us rite?
basyeer: dont think so, some junior is replacing me.
me: holifuck that aint happening man..

so we trotted down to the student affairs. saw the SAM(student affairs manager). told him wat was going on. SAM just sweettalked his way out just as he always do. bitch. the room placing was still unconfirmed after all that shit coming out from his mouth. nvr liked that motherfucker anyway.

basyeer went back to S.A anway to grab his receipt as proof. while i rang up for backup. called my dad asked him to inform the provost(somewhat like a headmaster of the inst) what was going on. the provost asked us to meet her first thing tomorrow morning with the receipt.


day 2: academic(ally too stupid even with a degree)

the call to the provost did wonders. didnt take longer than 5 minutes for her to give out the order. before long it was over.

problem 1 : get basyeer into same room.
outcome: solved!

so with a clear thought taht we've settled that problem. its time for class registration. i picked a very nice schedule for my class. mmm hmm. liked it alot. on friday i only have class at 8-9am. then i can just go back home. weee~! it was happy fun joy freedom. till

i found out that i had to extend my course 1 extra semester just to take 1 subject. yes you read right. i'm currently lacking in 2 credit hours, which i thought of covering by taking Micro N this semester. Micro N is compulsory before you can take Micro P. but

'college doesnt offer Micro N this semester.' said the lecturer.

WTF~!. so i asked, weither i could just take Micro P this semester and take Micro N next semester. its still the same thing only different sequence.

No.

omg. if i have to extend my stay here just to take 1 subject which is only 2 credit hours. thats utterly preposterous. come on fucking numbskull's of a lecturer. where'd ya left your brain and common sense? does your intelligence get lower each time you jack off? or does it just dropoff like your hair, you fucking baldeagle.

so now i gotta wait for a verdict frm the admins. wether their gonna make a special night class for students who wanna take Micro N this semester.

problem 2: night classes for Micro N.
outcome: to be determined ...

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i normally keep my calm on situations like this. but this. this too stupid to be a problem for University Kuala Lumpur BMI. is just too damn dumb.

you brand us temperamental. yet your 'high-tech' system is utterly crap just like you.
we thought the shame ended with the lame pathetic rules. yet the suprises just keep on coming.

-

tis just too stupid.

i rarely get pissed. if i do. stay the fuck away & dont be such a jackass.

Monday, January 03, 2005

jan the 3rd

hello. tis now the 3rd of jan and few hours time i'll be in college again. for registration.

forgive me if i do not post up any updates for a few days. i'll be quite busy the next few days with unpacking and moving into my dorm. must admit i am slightly enthusiastic about coming back, but then fear the lack of sleep and tons of paperwork would utterly smack me like a fly.

gotta concentrate more this time, more towards my final project. ehee. if it works out.

i'll be building a remote control car via computer with live video feed. the kind which you see NASA sending to mars before sending humans.

no fuckers, it aint easy as it seems.

but if i do succeed, pray that i do. the project is totally gonna be awesome.

think mobile-remote voyeur.

haha jk.

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i've gained some weight over the hols. so now. i suffieaee, will attempt the possible. and reduce my weight which is currently at 67kgs. to 60kgs. within say maybe 3 months. least i'll look better for the ladies. nyehnyeh.

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remember the bet i made with the lads about getting a gf before new years. postmortem, we all failed. we're all wankers. well partially. nevertheless, financially i am fucked. so girls. if your willing to go out with a financially troubled guy. pls do call me. ;)

Sunday, January 02, 2005

results

results are out for previous term.

suffieaee got:

*drumroll please*

GPA 3.45!!

which has pulled up my CGPA to 3.05. meaning that SUFFIEAEE IS GOING TO UK in JUNE 2005! and also 2006!

yes you fuckers. SUFFIEAEE is U.K BOUND!!

Saturday, January 01, 2005

nu year

happy new year lads!

2004 is out the window. bring on in 2005!

since our 'beloved' PM has disallowed any extraodinairy celebrations to remember those which have been lost in the tsunami recently. making plans was literally a pain in the arse. just thinking 'where to go?' and 'do what there?' was the million dollar question for the day.

i called up like 6 different people and they've all given me the same answer.

suff: hey man, any plans for tonight?
others: nope no idea. got anything good? mebbe i cud tag along..
suff: er. i was thinkin more on the lines of me tagging u..
others: oh. nope then. so shall we stay at home?
suff: omg no. pls. nvm call ya back..

yeap. it went the same for the other 5 calls made. aiee.

i always hated new years celebration.

so i stayed at home till about 8. when my phone started to ring. more and more people started to get anxious about where to go and stuff. but i still had the same damn answer. 'i dont bloody know!' the amount of idea's on what could be done was uncountable. not rational ones. were zero. reasons were:



  1. limited funds.
  2. it was already 8.30pm.
  3. traffic was crap.
  4. we dont drink.

conversation with mark :

suff: so how? whats the worst thing we could be doing on new years other than staying at home?mark: er lets see. we'll go have a drink. then we go to a cybercafe and play some games..

*long pause*
suff: holyfuck no way in the world that we're gonna spend our new years playing stupid com games. fucking fo real. now fucking way!
mark: well you did ask for worst case scenario.
*incoming call*

suff: yea? plans?
reef: dude 9pm get ready. bring camera.
suff: okay done.
*hangs up*

--
*later at 9.30
suff: where the hell are you guys?
reef: outside in 5 mins. we're going to genting.
suff: say what? whats in genting? nvm that forget it. weeee!

-

the car arrived shortly afterwards.everyone in the car seemed to be filled with anticipation. drove off straight away to the nearest petrol pump. only to realize that i forgot my wallet. oh god. checked back at my place. then we're off. fo real.

- genting
well since we drove up with 2 cars. 1 of the car was slightly underpowered(the car i was in) so it wasnt as kick ass fun as we tot it wud be. drivin in the rain up to genting. roads were slightly slippery but nothing an experienced driver cant handle! *grunts*

i didnt drive.

holding a bunch of BKing's fries in one hand, munching em and driving up genting in the rain. superb driver you might say.

the car was auto.

there was an accident nearing the top which included 2 iswara's and 2 rather 'jingjang' chinese outside.

morons. this aint initial-d. now go celeb ny at the autoshop. fools.

-genting

it was packed. jam and foggy. it was normal. we were still stuck in the car during the countdown. enjoying the view of people getting sprayed and shit, when suddenly my friend says his power window cant go up. just when the rain started to get heavier.

suff: come on mate. do sumthing abt it. ur gettin urself wet. not to mention me in the process.
ajim: fuck, this happened before. when it was raining also.. yada yada.
suff: hold your story. wtf do we do? here haf a tissue. thats all i can do to help.

so with the power window fucked. lucky it only drizzled. since we were getting our ass wet and balls shrunk(imagine the wrinkles) cos o this weather. haha just kidding. decided to go for a jog. to find the other car. gave a knock on the window which scared the shit outta reef. ahah.

we did manage to fix the power window and went roaming about genting. things we found out abt genting. genting is
  1. filled with chinese ah-bengs with winter clothing. they've must of bought em during summer sale.
  2. boring if you didnt come for the rides or checking-in with a hot girl.
  3. expensive to boot.
  4. not that cold, so ssup with em clothes?
  5. a rip off vegas.

after a few drinks and photo snapping. we decided to leave for hartamas. my friend was sleepy so i drove. not exactly sure why the hell is everyone driving so bloody slow. while i'm mostly driving in neutral. saving fuel. nyeh.

-hartamas

reached hartamas at 3. thoughts were that it wouldnt be packed by now. totally wrong. stuck in traffic for half an hour. decided to grab the nearest parking i saw. tots wud be that its gonna be fucking hard to find any more decent ones. again wrong, walking out i saw another 4 parking spaces. fuck. hartamas can be so unpredictable?

was walking towards square(dapur) when i saw this transvestite(bapok) crossing the street in their so called 'flirtatious walk' in the jam. a dude purposely hit the bapok with his car.

bapok yelp 'oh mak kau!!'

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

should see the expression on the sad fuck. it went back to the car for retribution, cant really see what happened but i only noticed that the fella's power window was a wee bit to slow. it got him first.

HAHA!

had another round of drinks. then left since the rest o the lads were pretty much in a daze. all sleepy longing for a pillow.

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now i'm back home. slightly better ny's than i expected. least i didnt have to take care of drunkards this time. nevertheless,

i hate new years.