Mabul Island

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.

Flimsy Alice Picks

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.

memffk

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.

ugh.

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?

Of Suspicious Janitors and Berry Cakes Pt.3

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.

Of Suspicious Janitors and Berry Cakes Pt. 2

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…

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…


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No it not so.

Of Suspicious Janitors and Berry Cakes

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.

Matthew 6:33

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.

it's 11.50

and i just woke up, ignore whatever it says wherever it says i posted at <----> because i can't be bothered to change the time zone thingy right now cause i just noticed those time things were wrong, but whatever, the point is i just woke up and am posting here because i got a tummyache and it kinda hurts but maybe i'm just hungry so i'll ignore it for now though it's kinda hard to ignore when your blog is called fueledbymaggi and you know there's tons of maggi in the kitchen but you're just too tired to go get a packet of the damned stuff and open it and get a pot of water boiling and then pour in the seasoning and then drop the squiggly stuff into the pot of seasoned water that is supposedly soup and then wait for the damned stuff to cook and then lifting it into your mouth with chopsticks and describing your entire morning in one grammtically incorrect sentence.*INHALE*

what i meant was, i'm too lazy to do anything except twitch my fingers a little bit.

~ This is called a tilde.

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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.

The Joker and the Thief

In all honesty.

I'm lonely.

sorry bah nad, i had exam.

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.


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