coz it her birthday! happy 18th chancey. you've already heard it by now, but that button up there takes you to my purevolume page. check it out. i promised that new layout, was supposed to be today, but been really busy fragging bots lately. i'm off to airport now too, pick up doug first.
anyway, all the best with your ib chancey! *keep shining brighter* miss you terribly <3
FIRE IN THE HOLE the whole weekend. and today was the worst. best. same thing... at this point. k, so i finally seen Moe's recording studio. not too shabby. we each get an ultra metal pedal to play with. its pretty much the only place left to jam, maybe other than the rock school.
i'm really dizzy... i'm gonna go sleep now and hope for more trigger happy action tomorrow. bye!
except when i got into a car accident and cut my forehead, had to receive 8 stitches, had my right arm and leg crushed and sliced open by twisted metal and glass shards.
relax i'm just exaggerating. i backed into a stationary car. the corner of my dad's car nicked the hilux's taillight. so i had to pay the fellow. thank God he was a nice guy. when i heard the sound i thought "hmm, i heard a sound..." and then there's this guy giving me the somebody-gonna-getta-hurt look. and then i turn again and there's this other guy going omgwtfnoobface.
i give everyone the "oh" look.
today was a good day nevertheless. met up with jill and ailyn after 23 years or so of not speaking. eh jill? *winkwink* got to catch up at city mall and stuff. and then when we're about to leave, she says "drive safe."
indeed. heh. heh.
overdue post:
ok, so i was in brunei, for the battle of the bands in isb, and it's clear that kk bands are way behind. [haha thanks for the tickets chancey! couldn't have got in without you] i guess there's nothing to do in brunei other than jam all day. cause the bands are pretty tight. the kids are pretty tight. kids. smaller than me people. i... so jealous. and i finally saw I Mean The Snakes play!
very cool.
she makes dance in the sunshine. sunshine!
was a very awesome trip. thanks dan. being my gracious host and driver. my turn in january yeh? can't take you go-kart racing or anything though. and weather looks kinda bad, sipadan might be out of the question... so when will comes all we'll have is jamming. i'll see if i can pull a gig. wui seh, like we're damn pro.
anyway, chancey! might not get to see you again for a while (come to melbourne!), so i'm glad we got round to meeting up a bit =)
kthnxbaivrybdy!
You've waited 18 years to... well, turn 18. Cool huh? You've made 18 trips around the sun. Got quite a bit done in that little time frame too. So congratulations and hurry back to kk in december. Or earlier!
It's been so long since fobissea huh... survived A levels together. And everything in between. All those Mo Far Ko rampages. Tee-hee.
Remember this incident?
Heheh..
"Look at Wilson like you're really angry!"
"...Stu-Pit."
Michael Angelo Batio.
Is impossibly fast. Guitarists can pull off insanely fast playing with very little hand movement.
Michael Angelo has his hands flying over, under, across the guitar IN A BLUR. I couldn't believe it when I saw it. But his hands were actually blurred, and it's not cause the video was sped up or anything.
That being said, speed isn't everything. Therefore, John Petrucci for the win. Not the fastest, but very tasteful. Oh, and Eric Johnson's Cliffs of Dover. Wow.
The real point behind this pointless post: I want Guitar Hero III. Cause Slash is in it. And I would fancy beating Slash at guitar. =D
Psychadelicatricka on-a YOU... gurgleflurgle wootwoot
oh man. 18 folks. i scored 18 out of 20. he even wrote a big A and circled it. i can drive now, i can drive now, i can drive now, i can drive now, can drive now, can drive now, drive now, now, now, now, i'm happy happy wooooo. would've got 19 if i didn't tailgate that dumb lorry. dunno what i lost the marks for though, everything was in malayz.
ngehhhhhhheheheheh.
i'll still need rides though guys... no car... =)
So... I got this driving test tomorrow.
Crazy weather we've been having huh? I was sitting in that little kancil with no air-con, dehydrating my ever-chubbier face and all of a sudden WOOSH. I'm hit by a rush of cold air and in front of me dust starts swirling like those wind elementals i spent so much time killing in world of warcraft. sad. and little drops of precipitation dot my windscreen.
And the worst part, I kept screwing up along the test route, little things like tailgating, not signalling, driving above the speed limit, starting in second gear from a roundabout, all those little things that still cost a whole mark anyway. Maybe I was just anxious. Or maybe, its the weather.
Oh well. Doug's taking the test as well tomorrow. I couldn't possibly fail. Not if he goes first. Just kidding douglas. really. i swear. with much sincerity. i'm just oozing with sincerity.
Wooo. I'm waiting for some kind of witty comeback. Which will probably never come since i've lost (almost) all my readers.
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that's what appeared everytime i tried to go on blogspot. but i've managed to figure out what kept going wrong. stupid proxies. i'd tell you in detail but it may get me in a spot of trouble.
anyway. WoW FTL.
i quit. wooo me. I got my soul back from Blizzard.
Thanks Jesus. couldn't have done it without Your help.
I'm taking a no-alcohol-stay-sober stance. and no-gaming too. cause i know the next 5 years won't be boring.
Melbourne.
/sigh.
cause i really don't have anything to say. except today. i've got something to say today. but other than today, i don't think there's much to be said. the only interesting things that happen aren't even worth mentioning or shouldn't be mentioned because there has to be some level of privacy, i can't just reveal everything about chris in this stupid black and orange thing on your screen. what if you manrape me?
*ahem*
i got the best birthday present ever =D
when i get a camera, i will show everyone this present that means so so so so so much to me and i hope whoever gave it to me knows i love her very very much.
and now.
watch this video. it's so moving. moving enough to move guys to tears. i know i cried when i saw it. i so cried.
the skit is performed to Everything by Lifehouse.
that's it for today. think about that video k guys? buhbye.
uhm... so, if you still check my blog every now and then hoping i'd update, i'm touched. so to everyone who's been asking for me, here you go.
so in the time between my last post and now... i've been to singapore, kl, and i'm now in brunei.
basically singapore was uneventful, but we love singapore anyway. good food. bought burning crusade there. that would be the expansion of world of warcraft. its so awesome. oh yeh. thats partly the reason you don't see me blogging. world of warcraft. the other reason was travelling alot (especially to places with no internet connection) puts you off blogging. but mostly its pure laziness. i'm blogging now cause my w.o.w. account is expired, and i'll only reload it after i return to kk.
uhm yeh. cousin dan came over and bunked at my place after i got back to kk, then we went to our dads' hometown in perak, no internet blah blah and then yoda was like "gay, you are, young jedi thing" so we practiced lots of driving. heh. heh. dan got into a spot of trouble. but no biggie. went down to kl a couple of times. i met up with hae jun. haha.
*phone ringing*
chris: OI! Hae JUN! I'm in Sunway right now bitch!
haejun: BULLSHITO... BULLSHITO.....BULLSHITO... FUCKah YUU!
chris: you haven't changed one bit asshole. but seriously i'm here.
haejun: oh, ok, i come see you now hahahahahahahahaha.
so yeh, after walking into a guitar store and trying out guitars and then walking out without buying anything, had beer and sheesh ahh... went went for dinner and went beck up to perak.
oh fuck, when i got back to kk, andrew and wilson picked me up to go get my results. holy shit. it's the worse thing that could happen. when they're not great (come on, everyone must've wanted 3 A's right?) and they're not so bad that you need to resit. so you don't know what to do. there's no point resitting, but it still might not be good enough to get where you want to anyway. so what the hell am i supposed to do. nghh.
and then now here i am in brunei. i love this place, but at the same time it's quite a miserable shithole. met up with loads of people. had a good time in general.
so i'll leave you now with some pictures i promised.
prom photo, me and alex. and ying ying i the background with the kinkiy smile. hah.
sipadan photo. there's more but i can't find them. i'll post them next time.
and i will explain why in due time. with fancy pictures and all.
for now, watch this.
hehehehehehe stewie's the best.
Last night josh tells me "chris! daniel's on a bus to tawau now, i have to pick him up at 5AM!"
so i tell me dad. "hey, daniel's on a bus to tawau right now... i wish i could've gone." (cause i've been naggin about it before the exams.)
this morning, my mom wakes me up and goes, "chris, you wanna go tawau?"
chris: "maybe... i mean i've only been asking for a bout a month now."
and so i took an air asia flight, got there at 10 ish, rode like a bus out of hell down to sempurna with that insane bus driver and took a boat down to mabul in time to surprise cheekoh and josh and join them for lunch.
and cheekoh and i jumped off our room balcony into the water and swam all the way to the jeti and got up. hehe. fun. went snorkelling, you know, the usual stuff. saw freaky deaky long fishies with long pointy noses and a huge super massive school of fish that kinda floats around and then splits when you go near, like when moses took those buggers accross the jordan and stuff. and then they start swirling around you, its so freakin cool. I'm having such a good time here. and i'll be here for a few more days maybe back on friday. so i won't be reachable for a while, cause digi has no coverage here. goin to play on some other random island tomorrow, maybe go kayaking. see you guys.
PS. shit, the food is good.
PPS. and i'm even more sunburnt, like friggin red. like baaaaad.
I got pink one. Boo. I'm going to write a review on a pink .44 mm pink coloured Alice pick. 5four2threeleven!
.44mm Alice pick.
Price Paid: RM1.50
Dealer: Hollywood Music
Colour and Finish:
Overall, I like the look of this pick, I bought it in Hot Pink, with a silver Alice logo. After some playing, the Alice logo does wipe off a bit. As the pick is relatively thin, the edges get worn faster than harder picks, however it has still retained its original colour. Only the tip is slightly rounder, however this is slight, and does not hinder the playing. The finish is matte, slightly rough, which gives me a slot of grip.
.9/10
Sound:
Because of its roughness, it is very versatile. Shredding, despite the pick's flimsiness, is still fun. I use it to play all kinds of music, as I have no particular favourite genre. Be it Paradise City by Guns N Roses or one of Eric Clapton's bluesy tracks, even crunchy Cobain powerchords, this pick pulls it off excellently.
.10/10
Overall:
I love this pick, it maybe pink, but it plays nicer then most Ernie Ball picks and whatnot. The price does seem a bit high, but you can tell this is no ordinary pick. I have one in green as well. Just as good, not as attention-seeking though. And hey, lets face it, the focus of a concert is you, and not the audience's beer.
.10/10
Now, if anyone can guess the layout theme, or better yet, who the layout contains, you get a high five.
okay. i'm a graduate. now tell me what the fuck to do with my life.
GRRRRRROWL.
I'm sexy.
Cause i might have bigger boobs than you if i keep up what i'm doing... which is essentially, eating and sleeping. feel sorry for me please.
okay, so this is gonna be my new workout schedule.
10.00 AM Wake up early morning. Then roll around in bed.
12.00 PM Eat Lunch.
14.00 PM Eat a bit more.. maybe.
15.00 PM No more eating.
19.00 PM Until now.
02.00 AM Sleep.
wow. that's tough. but should be do-able. i'll get real fit in no time. whoo. intense. can you feel the pressure?
okay so. i'm writing a song called memffk. dunno why. but chorus is catchy. once i get it up on purevolume, will let you know. so until then, buh byeee.
fleebledigguh-dig, digga-dig, diggadigga-dig bitch,
fleebledigguh-dig, digga-dig, diggadigga-dig.
fleebledigguh-dig, digga-dig, diggadigga-dig bitch,
fleebledigguh-dig, digga-dig, diggadigga-dig.
nanana, nanana, neenerneenerneeeeeener,
nanana, nanana, neenerneenerneeeeeener,
boo, loo, hoo ha ha,
shafa, shafa, moofasa,
ninga nong ninga nonga ninga ding dong,
do you wanna tak sum bong?
More bucketball, more losses. Could it get any worse? Actually it could, like they could die of a lung cancer that they never knew they had. But they didn’t. So what happened? Everyone rested… for a while. Then they started feeling moxious. Oh yes, very moxious. It was then that the chocolate bandits changed their name to… the Disco Bandits!
Why the Disco Bandits? It is in fact explained here.
Click the link. Trust me, its legit. What, the link doesn’t work you say? Nah, your interweb browser’s just screwed up that’s all.
Sucker… it’s actually right here.
Just scroll all the way down and refer to "Disco Bandit".
Back to the story.
The heroes had a great feast to celebrate their amazing achievement. There Peo began to strip his clothes next to a guy called Berry. Or Barry. Or John. Sounds the same to me- I mean, Peo, sounded all the same to Peo, so he couldn’t remember. Let’s just say his name was Berry. Bear was stripping his clothes too.
“That’s really moxious dude.” Said Peo.
“No, you’re moxious man.” Said John.
“No, you’re moxious.” Said Peo.
“No, you’re moxious.” Said Barry.
“Is your name Tom?” Said Peo.
“No, I’m Barry.” Said Berry.
And so, Peo became friends with Berry, for they felt they communicated well, and had a lot in common, for example, the lack of a shirt.
Peo and Weo met up the next morning and got on their retard high on cucumber. Cucumber is a great source of neural-destructive toxins and fat, and is highly recommended as a side dish to chocolate rice and milo chicken.
Using their Schneider-Sense, they went to a mall and scouted out the perimeter for a legendary treasure known as “Cake Stall”. After many long hours of searching for few minutes several days later, they found it. And they each said, “We found it.”
There in the “Cake Stall” was a pinkish, maybe purple, possible yellow cake, and above it a sinister sign: “BERRY CAKE”
“NOOOOOOOOOOO!” cried Peo.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO huh?” said Weo.
“THEY KILLED BERRY!” said Peo.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO!” cried Berry.
And they laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed for hours and days and minutes and seconds and months and then a little more time.
When they got to the airport, Peo and Weo discovered a magical harem filled with silver bowls that men stood over and made suspicious splashing noises. Then there were the white bowls with water flowing into them in abundance. Peo discovered a pinkcum dispenser.
“It’s Pinkcum.” Said Weo.
“It’s like… a pink cucumber without the cu and ber.” Said Peo, in a profound manner.”
And they went home and lived happily ever after for the next 8 months and 17 days.
The end. Of the beginning. Of the middle bit. With 34% more plot to go.
…
Ok done. The End. Bye.
Weo was not satisfied. He didn’t like the fact that they lost every single bucketball game. It just wasn’t fair. Times like these made him think of whacking someone. Instead he made a huge time machine and tied everyone up, and threw them in. Including the guys who beat them. Man he was mad. Really mad…
Unbeknownst to the bunch of retards, Fresh Haddock had his own evil plot in mind. He didn’t take them out because they needed a break, he took them out because he wanted to embarrass them in front of billions and billions of people by signing them up for an evil sport called… [insert scary music here] BUCKETBALL! Yes… bucketball was an evil sport of… great evil, because it would embarrass the heroes until they were so embarrassed that they would cry or something. Upon realizing this, Peo and Weo warned everyone and they began jumping on their beds. Tomorrow was the big game…
“Deja Vou” said Peo. Everyone looked at him.
“What?”
“Deja Vou” said Peo. Everyone looked at him.
“What?”
“Deja Vou” said Peo. Everyone looked at him.
“What?”
“Deja Vou” said Peo. Everyone looked at him.
“What?”
“Deja Vou” said Peo. Everyone looked at him.
“What?”
“SHUT UP!” Peo whacked everyone. Hard. Oh he enjoyed it so much…
They still lost every game of bucketball… but that night, Phatty was feeling particularly good. Yup. But no one cares…
Mikee… nevermind.
Peo and Reez decided it was funny to wear masks and rob innocent little girls of their… ‘chocolate’. Oh yes… the chocolate bandits were feared all over the world… or at least on the 22nd floor… in one of those rooms…
Meanwhile, Weo was wallowing in self-pity, pondering the very meaning of his existence, his life that is the meaningless void… but no one cares. And alone he slept, and he wept, as he crept, in his depth, to accept, his inept, but except, he cant figure out why his mind is thinking in rhymes. He’s alone. Oh well, he’ll get used to it.
Meanwhile, everyone else, was busy doing their own thing, like shopping or sleeping or something. But, no one cares. Do you? Don’t answer that. Go away. More Tomorrow.
Hah. I kid you.
The END.
Or is it…
…
…
…
No it not so.
Okay, so here's a tale to sing in the ole taverns me friends. So grab a pint and gather round, sit your tiny bottoms down.
Once upon a time, there were two boys called Peo and Weo. Their mothers were gonna call them Leo and Neo but they were high at the time so they decided it would be funny to mess up their sons’ lives forever by giving them really really really embarrassing names. Hence, Peo and Weo. Peo and Weo eventually became good friends, upon discovering each other’s intellect and obsession with… uh… let’s just call it ‘cucumber’. One day a man named Fresh Haddock took a bunch of retards for a school trip to a place of great… not-so-greatness. Everyone was shocked because… well… they were retarded. Except for Peo and Weo. They were EXTREMELY retarded.
Unbeknownst to the bunch of retards, Fresh Haddock had his own evil plot in mind. He didn’t take them out because they needed a break, he took them out because he wanted to embarrass them in front of billions and billions of people by signing them up for an evil sport called… [insert scary music here] BUCKETBALL! Yes… bucketball was an evil sport of… great evil, because it would embarrass the heroes until they were so embarrassed that they would cry or something. Upon realizing this, Peo and Weo warned everyone and they began jumping on their beds. Tomorrow was the big game…
They lost. Oh well. No one cried. Fresh Haddock was slightly disappointed but was glad now that he realized he was technically their team coach. Technically.
Then of course there was the matter of swimming. Yes, it was up to the brave Peo to save the team from further embarrassment by swimming really really fast. Though he knew he wouldn’t win against these guys. They were swimmers, unlike Peo, whose only swimming ‘training’ was his annual shower… 3 months ago. Peo desperately swam like a sperm cell that knew there was no egg tomorrow. And won back a bronze medal. Weo was shocked. So he smo- I mean ate some cucumbers. Yeah, he ate some cucumbers. Peo shot himself. Then he got stepped on by fellow retard Reez. That sucked. He woke up.
Part 2 coming tomorrow…
Stay tuned
--- Chr- uh… lets just say I’m Peo.
BUT SEEK FIRST HIS KINGDOM AND HIS RIGHTEOUSNESS, AND ALL THESE THINGS WILL BE GIVEN TO YOU AS WELL.
its a damn powerful verse and it speaks much of people's lives theses days, or at least mine anyway, always eagerly asking God for this and that, just cause I believe it will be given to me, when really, i've been sidetracked and all these things become more important than seeking God.
so.
Jeremiah 29:13
-YOU WILL SEEK ME AND FIND ME WHEN YOU SEEK ME WITH ALL YOUR HEART.
stupid A levels don't mean shit up in heaven, its only been made important by the imagination and arrogance of men. in these trying times, lets pray that we don't lose sight of what's truly important in our lives, amen?
that being said, study hard anyway friends. won't be long now.
hehe this morning, was donwstairs having a drink with a friend of mine, danielle, who is in the middle of her GCSE's, and daniel messages me with a Philippians 4:13, cause i was upset bout yesterday's paper. so encouraging. thanks brudder.
so yeh. signing off now, see you all soon. buh bye.
~
yep that's right.i need a shower. just had a shower.
shit. paper 3 and 7. will take a miracle.good thing i believe in those.
sometimes perfection can be, it can be perfect hell... perfect..."
RAAAAWWWWRRRRRR. THIS IS SPARTA!!!!!1!!one!!!11!!!!!eleven
1337ness.
10 more days and i'll gg school. GG. GG. GG.
cause every inch of me you see is bruised.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK. do you know what a d-orbital looks like you asshole? me neither you stupid white faggy cambridge professor creature thing. but i do now... do you wanna know what it looks like? do you?
OMFGWTFBBQPWN. i swear. i would never even have guessed. shit.
nevermind.
sigh.
let go and let God. just pray that He'll send an angel over to smack the examiners on the head. >.<
okayy. so. here's a little sump'n sump'n...
HOW TO DRINK ICE TEA:
Scenario A: Ice Tea is in front of you, there is a straw in it.
1. Place straw between lips.
2. Ensure there are no gaps between your lips and the straw, whereby the region within your mouth and the straw is airtight.
3. Suck gently. Tea should begin to flow into your mouth after 0.8 seconds.
4. Using your throat muscles, gently squeeze the tea down your throat. This is known as swallowing.
5. Now pause. Stop sucking and remove your lips from the straw. Take a breath.
6. Repeat. When you are more experienced, you can perform step 3 and 4 longer before taking a breath.
CAUTION: Begginers should attempt this around more experienced Ice Tea drinkers, beware of choking. Choking occurs when Tea flows down your windpipe instead of your oesophagus.
Scenario B: Ice Tea is front of you, no straw.
1. Place edge of cup/glass of Ice Tea between lips, placing upper lip on the inside of the cup/glass and lower lip on the outside. Doing otherwise can result in a messy you.
2. Tilt cup/glass slowly with the bottom turning in an upwards direction. Again, doing this too quickly can result in a messy you. With more experience, you will discover the optimal degree to tilt your beverage at different volumes.
3. Tea should begin to flow into your mouth after 0.6 seconds. Stop tilting cup/glass when this happens.
4. Using your throat muscles, gently squeeze the tea down your throat. This is known as swallowing.
5. Now pause. Remove glass from mouth, reverting it back to its orginal state (perpendicular to flat surface, ie. table, counter etc.)
6. Repeat steps 3 and 4 when ready.
Scenario C: There is no Ice Tea nearby.
1. Find a cup/glass of Ice Tea, a straw is optional.
2. Follow guide from scenario A or B depending on whether you have the optional straw or not.
Did you find this guide helpful? If so, click here.
So this is how it goes
Well I, I would have never known
And if it ends today
Well I'll still say that you shine brighter than anyone
Now I think we're taking this too far
Don't you know that it's not this hard?
Well it's not this hard
But if you take what's yours and I take mine
Must we go there?
Please not this time. No, not this time.
Well this is not your fault
But if I'm without you
Then I will feel so small
And if you have to go
Well always know that you shine brighter than anyone does.
Now I think we're taking this too far
Don't you know that it's not this hard?
Well it's not this hard
But if you take what's yours and I take mine
Must we go there?
Please not this time. No, not this time.
If you run away now,
Will you come back around?
And if you ran away,
I'd still wave goodbye
Watching you shine bright.
Now I think we're taking this too far
Don't you know that it's not this hard?
Well it's not this hard
But if you take what's yours and I take mine
Must we go there?
Please not this time. No, not this time.
I'll wave goodbye (You shine bright)
Watching you shine bright (You shine bright)
I'll wave goodbye tonight (You shine bright)
FOR ENJOYMENT MORE OF SONG THAT IS FOR JOO.
and..
talk about clever responses.
no food, no sleep, fueled by maggi says: (9:43:17 PM)
do you use ie or mozilla?
it's a good day for rice wine. and half naked mushroom heads. says: (9:44:05 PM)
yeah
well done douglas.
after several hours of tweaking and swearing and eating maggi, the layout is almost what i want it to look like.
okay. first proper post. uhm.
today's paper was such a BITCHIN' paper. haha. it was so good. i've never felt smarter in my life. well, there were a few fuckups. one fuckup. haha awesome. WongEmo says maggi makes people stupid. i disagree.
i thought it was pretty cool how people posted their exams and crossed them out on their blogs. not.
i also thought of posting my remaining papers here. not.
high five. i like...
Now, I am going to enter a random string of text just to see how it wraps. Please disregard, as it is of no significance, merely a sample for myself to analyze, that I may fully optimize the text-wrapping on the nice stupid html for your viewing pleasure. I will do this by talking about a band I saw. They're from kuching and they're called, hehe, Nice Stupid Playground. Very cool name for a band. What a shame though. No stage presence, crappy live show. Pretty good songs though. Oh well. OAG and Disagree have damn good live shows. Especially Disagree, cause everyone knows the words to Crumbs. If you don't, go learn. be cool, rike mie, Herman Ri ouf DraaguhnFuorce. Yeh. Bye.
