You have arrived...

... at your destination, navigation complete.

First off, GPS always ended about 50-100 meters from where the destination actually WAS. Which can be fine, but it's not if you're looking for a specific house in a neighborhood with dozens of lanes and side lanes. It's like, almost good enough but NOT QUITE.

So I'm in the UK now. Was completely lost for the first week or so, and probably spent way too much money. Oh well... I've drawn up a budget for the rest of it so hopefully I'll be fine. The first week is basically nothing important besides settling in. Apparently how they induct freshman into university/into halls is by offering a party every single night. I only went to like 3 outta 7 (?) so far, which is just as well since I'm really not THAT heavy of a partygoer and quite frankly 2 out of 3 of them have been... well not that great. So if you ever get to Manchester, so far I'd recommend the Pure club. That was really nice.

One thing that I notice in clubs thats different from Malaysian clubs. The absolute THRONG of people who are just dying to get a drink and, I'm guessing, get drunk. Seriously, you walk in and you cannot even see the bar. They're crazy. You have to shove through that mess to even order something. I liked it in Malaysia where it wasn't so insane? I reckon everyone who wanted a drink still got it there anyways, right?

Other than that, if you're still at home with the family, ENJOY IT! I fell sick earlier this week (along with... just about everyone except this one girl who rarely goes out) and damn. It was hell waking up feeling like shit, knowing I had a class to go to, then I still needed to do my laundry and buy something/cook it for food later. The good news is I had Friday off so I managed to take a nap of epic proportions and still get all my stuff done. I managed to eat by convincing my flatmate to let me 'learn' how to cook by watching her cook, then eating that. I think that'll only work a few more times though.

Queen's Song (part 3)

It's 5:04 AM. I haven't slept all night. I'll sleep on the bus.

I just ate my sahur. That’s what we call our breakfast at this unbelievably early hour, before the dawn comes to signal the beginning of the day’s fast.

“The thing with insomnia is you’re never really asleep. You’re never really awake either.”

Ever notice how the sound of the clock seems to sharpen at night? Of course. It’s all I could hear for ages. Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

No internet. This sentence does indeed, deserve it’s own paragraph. (Whoops)

I was going to go into a tirade against romantic comedies. Predictable, feel good bull. Start off with a bunch of laughs, then try and tug at your heart for an ‘aww’ moment. But I changed my mind. I watched a bunch of depressing, confusing, deep shit recently. I could use a romantic comedy. The Ugly Truth, I think that means you’re up next. Katherine Heigl beats Sandra Bullock anyway. Maybe I still got that thing for blondes. (…Yeah)

Some things I realized in the past day’s moments of meditation (in between being harassed by my cousin):

I should be more considerate. My cousin’s five years old. What’s my excuse?

I believe in God. (This should be a sparker) Regardless, I know who I turn to when I feel like I really need it (among others). This thing that there’s not even any logical proof of.

Up is an amazing movie. Where did they find the people who made that shit seriously? It honestly feel like they handpicked some of the best and made them all work on that movie. Fitting of my mood currently (listening to Grover Washington. Jr - In the Name of Love), the notes of the chorus in Married Life from Up are almost enchanting.

I have one more week on this peninsula. A lot of people are staying. So it’s like a bye for now (depending on whether or not they let the Singaporean folk out once in a while?) , not a farewell. I’ll probably enjoy myself in the UK, just like I did here after feeling down about leaving Texas.

I suppose, then, life really does move on.

It’s 5:18 AM. I promise myself not to edit this when I move back into sane-land. i.e. Kuala Lumpur. It’ll serve as a ridiculous reminder.

Finally, Tekken can go screw itself. That being said, I’ll still go and get my ass beat to get better at it because it is fun. Unlike Halo, where getting beat is boring because Halo is a bullshit game where it takes like a thousand rounds to kill someone.

My bus leaves in 4 hours. But that’s Malaysian time. So it could be like 6 hours real time.

Thanks for reading the stuff I slobber onto the page.

“Dude, your mouth is like a black hole… where ideas get sucked in and die.”

It’s 5:25 AM.

THE STAGES

You haven't changed a bit.

...Well actually, you have. Used to be nicer.

Damn! Well luckily I didn't take that the wrong way. I'm not sure what the right way is. But here are what I think are the three stages to getting to know me. And a lot of other people. Generalize, categorize, stereotype freely! Enjoy.

Stage 1: You think I am a golden boy with a pure heart. I'm the nicest, most polite guy you'll ever meet. You know me slightly well.

Stage 2: You think I'm a funny guy, but a jerk sometimes. You know me pretty well.

Stage 3: You think I'm a nice guy who'll do a lot for his friends. You know me too well.

No wonder it takes me ages to make friends. Anyway, I wonder if I am getting meaner.

Also, I am confused as to what I am supposed to be doing for Ms. Lehar. And confused as to how I ended up in a GIN membership for life. WHAT ARE YOUR STAGES!?

Thanks for your feedback.

P.S. Scratch one more buddy this Monday. =[

Anand's a Ninja

Why does he have an afro?

Also, Transformers own ninjas. With one finger.

First things first: Doing a UK Visa sucks. It takes ages, and with so many hoops to jump through it's ridiculous. It's just a long and arduous process. The good news is that it's much faster than getting a US Visa. Apparently. That must suck. The other piece of good news is that the University of Manchester is really helpful

The other thing I've been doing is still a whole lot more of nothing. I visited the seniors today in school, to laugh at them (and also to sort out some more Visa stuff with Daly... yay) Just some minor things to finish out for Lehar, still gotta give her the USB she ordered.

I want to meet more teachers who are not completely hopeless with computers. It's just bizarre to me. Part of that whole gamer logic thing, I suppose.

Also grats to Tahnee on dinging 17. The ****, seriously. Way too young to have graduated IB. Congrats anyway! It was nice to meet people again (Yorrick LOL) and even meet someone new that I never really talked to. Too bad I couldn't go to KL afterwards. I feel the urge to go out to town in KL one last time before I leave since I have heard that KL is indeed the best place to do that.

Thanks for agreeing that Transformers beat the shit out of ninjas

... Sigh.

Add one more reason I can't wait to get the hell out of this country. Shitty internet. Good job Malaysia.

And without further ado, a continuation of my vocabulary lessons. You may remember the first vocab word: "Mancrush". After that reminder, the next word is:

To TMNut - the process of screwing with one's internet (esp. a paying customer) so as to make access impossible.

"Wow, my internet went out Saturday and I called and they said they won't come fix it till Tuesday. I think I just got TMNutted."

Nothing else interesting happened this week. Just trying to get my UK Visa done so that I will be good to go for uni. Also, I was redrafted into the service by Ms. Lehar to do some random things. Joy. Luckily for her I don't hate her.

Thanks for caring.

Casting resurrection on Bei...

RESURRECTION SUCCESS!!!

I'm back after a long hiatus. I didn't really feel the need to do this for a while. Mostly because my summer has been damn boring. No, not boring. Just uninteresting. It's not boring. Top five ways to burn time:

5) Get a job

4) Sax

3) Talk about uni

2) Hang with friends

1) World of Warcraft

First off, watching Manchester Utd. play live is AMAZING. I cannot wait to go to Old Trafford, where rivalries will split the air. I can almost taste it. I still remember the roar of the crowd as Anand, Greg, Kai and I were queuing up to get inside the stadium. That was the first time I really felt the energy. Empowering.

Anyway, I THOUGHT Amirah was leaving for Australian university as I finally caught up with facebook stuff this week. Turns out she's sticking around. So there are a fair few folk (see that alliteration?) who will be sticking around for another year. I'm excited about coming back in December to see everyone, in case all the Brits decide they don't want to befriend the geeky Malay kid.

LOL.

Another thing -- met an English girl this week (Hey Beth). Which, I believe, puts the count of English girls I've met up to... two? I hope they're all as nice when I get to the UK. As alias Fluffstalker (Anand will know who this is) put it: "English chicks. ****ing hot!" It was, of course, fantastic to see the everyone else again. Turns out I did miss Danial's quirks, Aaron's stories, Amirah's joy, and Tahnee's laugh.

My condolences to my Dutch friend. I cannot even imagine it. Or I don't want to. It would be too terrible to contemplate.

I must plan to see all my other friends.

Thanks for making life good. I may or may not decide to get outta my shell this month.

Steps

There's this dangerous point in life when you think you want to go back and repeat it. I'm almost there. For now all I want to keep are the memories.

Find a nice malay girl...

Went to my aunt's wedding this weekend. I thought it was weird that the bride/groom didn't seem ecstatic, but then again I have no idea how my wedding will turn out. Apparently, you marry your friends (according to my sister). Then again, I have had little inclination to date friends thus far. I know this much, chances are she won't be malay seeing as I've only liked one malay so far. Ever.

Hyo! Will I ever see you again?

People have been blogging about goodbyes, but I never really thought about it myself. Until Friday at around 10:30 when I realized goodbyes were upon me. It really struck me when I saw Hyorim get ready to go to the bus. I realized then that I might never see her again. People are leaving in droves in the next weeks.

Have a drink, for me.

The ethanol buzz was a bit strange, to say the least. I don't think I'll ever do THAT again. It was like having a guy in my head who was willing to do or say all sorts of stupid shit. And I think I can do and say stupid shit all by myself. 

You still care?

I figure people will hate other people for ANYTHING. Here's my quick word. I gave Danial some shit for caring too much about a certain girl friend. (That is, friend that is a girl.)  But truth is, that's much better than getting shit for not caring enough (which is apparently what I do! Sorry.)

Uh, can you come to Sunba? Damien's been calling your name for the past 15 minutes.

Quick reminder of what a lot of people came to do on Senior Trip eh? That was a bit too crazy though. Careful out there.

Thanks everyone for a good, better, then great week. 

Unghhhh

Yes, it feels THAT good. Y'all know the graduation feeling, powering on through the whole night on that buzz. I laughed so hard when Danial opened his "diploma" and saw... nothing, but I know that it was just a small blip in the proceedings. I have to say... the descriptions for the ESLRs awards were downright embarassing. I was shaking my head halfway through mine. Good lord.

Another thing that was awesome, is that everyone hugged each other -- I've only seen such euphoria among men when our favorite team has just won a final. Swedes: Good job on the truck, I'm glad to have you guys on board.

The grad afterparty was simply epic, and here I must say thanks to Carl (!!!) and Patty for bringing along their various female friends -- I certainly enjoyed myself. (Extra spicy from Nandos) Finally, I also appreciated the man friend who came along: Jin-Han, I wish he had graduated with us, and that I could be at his graduation, but I know I'll be in the UK by then probably. (He got to enjoy the good parts of graduation day anyway.)

Hyo and Sam -- hope you guys enjoyed it regardless. Pity you had to leave Danial, but I enjoyed your company, even the abrupt story. I can't remember who it was anymore, but "That's it?" about sums it up. Maybe try to explain over Senior Trip? =P

Thanks for a good day, and a good night.

I can see the starting line!

Yes, in theory I am reviewing business. But I think I already went over motivation enough (since I suck at Human Resources) before, so I dunno what else to do. They didn't even ask a question on that in this exam. Gah. Whatever, one more exam to go! Yeahhhh

Thus on Friday I will go with Carl and find a woman flower (as opposed to a man flower... thanks Patty) and then be prepared for prom. Which is where it ALL BEGINS. I think everyone will enjoy the next couple weeks. Unless you're not a senior (or you are Australian HAHAHAHA), in which case you're a |\|00|3 who needs to wait some more. =P

Everyone enjoys looking good I think and I reckon I will enjoy my Saturday. Since I spent a lot of time looking for the things to wear. By "a lot" I mean more than the usual hour I spend looking for casual clothes, as I'm sure you people have garnered. 

Thanks.

P.S. That is all. 

Being last always sucks

Well, here I am, on that final stretch. Look left -- Geography students. Looks like most of them have enough gas for the final push though. Look right -- Business folk. Yep, we'll be celebrating together when it all comes to an end. Sucks looking around at all the people that are done. Damn you all, especially if your names are Harith, Carl or Anand. One of these kindly gentlemen actually called me to rub it in. THANKS.

Anyways, I've been playing Mafia Wars lately, which I recommend (not highly recommend) just because I think it's very well made for a facebook game, it's a good little distractionary thing. There's another incentive for this, of course, we join Mafia forces and (I) become EVEN STRONGER!

Finally, FIFA 09 is awesome just to call myself Sir Amiir Asri and manage Manchester United. I haven't bought a new game since last summer, I believe. I miss that, something I think Damien would be able to relate to (although it is now a faint memory, considering his 360's fixed). 

Thanks for ploughing through this, since I know y'all aren't gamers or even remotely interested. At least have sympathy for me though -- unless you're signed up for Business as well, in which case: Here, hold my hand. 

=] 

P.S. It all starts with PROM. WAHAHAHAAA. More on that when I get outta this bloody exam mood.

P2: "No, you suck at math. Shut the **** up."

Holy damn. Just for the record, Math HL Paper 2 DOES INDEED EQUAL SUICIDE. I was dying in there, so I shudder to think how everyone else went -- and whoever thought it wasn't that bad, you are a God among us mere mortals. I salute you. 

I warned Robert, but he just grinned. Take SL Math, dude, seriously.

Also, catalyzed by the fact that it is Carl's birthday today, I decided I could relax with some friends! First, we had lunch at Romano's (I had blue cheese pasta... interesting) and then we waited a few hours at school before going to the movies. 

I gotta interrupt myself here, since I have to say: Danial and Patty make some very interesting conversation, to say the least. It takes serious effort to try to follow along, especially with my horrendous lack of knowledge of the backstory.

Backstory I DID know about though. Wolverine's! Yes, I enjoyed the Origins movie, although some of the explanations seemed a bit crazy, like the adamantine bullets and his memory. Whatever, I'll let it fly because Wolverine is a badass motherfiretrucker.

You Wish? REALLY NOW

First off, my last post was about FINALLY getting my new saxophone about 30 days after my birthday. I suppose in that sense it is a Malaysian saxophone. I love it though, and after playing it for a few days I feel like it sounds better on some notes in addition to looking cool.

Anyway, I reckon I get some envy for being "... so friggin' smart" (DK). I saw this poll a few months back that listed some traits that people wished they had. Athleticism, intelligence, charm, among others. I chose athleticism. I remember, though, that something like 52% chose intelligence. So the grass is always greener on the other side. 

SOME PEOPLE, I feel, don't have anything they want to like. (The ultimate irony being, I suppose, that I actually bought into that Amadeus theme of 'We're all mediocre'.) That being said, I think I'll put it out there that there are a lot of things in other people I wish I embodied. Danial's ease of nature, Kaitlyn's athleticism, Afzal's charm, Damien's musical ability. Something worth addressing. 

The point is, there is no point in getting all depressed in yourself for lacking these things. There's too many of them. So don't.

Thanks for thinking before you open your mouth next time and saying, "God damnit I wish I was as good at math as you without studying." Because, god damnit, so do I.

HELL YES!

Life's Good.

No, Life's DAMN GOOD.

It's amazing. Elaboration next post maybe.

Thanks all.

Forgive me (Part II)

Malaysian customs takes AGES! And if you have no idea what I'm referring to, go check out my previous post. There's some kind of jazz session for shits and giggles (and maybe some learning) going down this Sunday and I still don't have a saxophone that arrived within a 100 mile radius (somewhere in KL) MORE THAN A WEEK AGO. THANK YOU MALAYSIAN CUSTOMS.

Also, this cold is fricking closing up my throat, it hurts when I growl/change octaves. Annoying, hopefully I can still play for my Saturday lesson and Sunday.

NOW, on to WHY I named this post what I named it. I always thought it was OK if I went to hell as long as I took no one else with me. You do shit you get shit. Seems fair enough. I invited Danial into Twitter recently, and at first he seemed a reluctant observer. "What the hell is this?" he said. What do I see when I log on to check on what Rory/Simon/Greg have spammed on Twitter recently? Seven updates from Mr. Khusahry. Mayhaps he might say "NO! I have become WHAT I HATE THE MOST!" (if you know where that's from you're cool) And for that, forgive me.

On a more serious note, we had to finally dump Anand outta our senior trip room. Not out of spite or anything, but necessity. But he talked to me, and I realize now we should have told him this was on the cards (since we've had five people and the rooms only fit four) for about 10 days now; we just never told him until today. Which was insanely silly, and foolish, and selfish. So for that, honestly, forgive me.

Thanks for crunching through this one, hopefully you guys weren't expecting too much of the usual lightheartedness.

P.S. I MIGHT HEAR CRAIG PLAY THIS SUNDAY, OMFG YES!?

Mentos

Sorry Sue, I think I still owe you a few. (Four) Shameless plug for my most addicting candy. Reese's chocolate is also fricking good but it appears to have some adverse side effects on me. Sorry GIN people.

Not much happened this break, besides the fact that Anand got reacquainted with Warcraft after a long withdrawal period. I, on the other hand, never left the house except to go to sax lessons, Earth Hour, Allan's, Chilli's, buying a suit (yes... for prom: Gotta go get a good tie) All in that order. Speaking of sax lessons, I still don't have my new sax since its currently in the black hole known as Malaysian customs. 

Anyway, some things you people who read this should know. Grover Washington Jr. is amazing. And so is Louis Armstrong. The first one reminded me where I wanna get to playing this instrument. I got that second one from watching Wall-E, another one of the productive things I did this break -- watch movies. I would have watched one more on Saturday but turns out everyone (Amirah, Danial, Hyo, Patty, more???) is busy. WHICH, I should be as well! 

Thanks DK for trying to get me outta me hermit shell. But I liked my rest as well =]

P.S. Sorry Amira, hope whatever it is gets better

"... lol" - Syamira Hatta

I understand now.

I understand why people laughed when I told them the components of the GIN group. I didn't even think about it at the time, but really the five of us, Nick, Amirah, me, Tahnee, Robert? We're from completely different places! (metaphorically, and I suppose even geographically)

But the best part is it worked. And that made the weekend awesome. I learned a lot of things, not only about the issues, but things about the others and of course myself. Making a list of all the things we'd miss. Wow, that was funny, but also sad. I really was bummed to see it all end. Anyways, my own list:

Nick - much nicer, and much more 'real' than I would have thought. Pleasant surprise =] Also, takes ridiculously long showers ...

Robert - we both want to do the exact same thing in uni, i.e. Chemical Engineering. That was just insane. Plus, just fun to talk to.

Amirah - I'll admit this was weird, but what I will say is that I guess usually her niceness outweighs her wit. Usually being the key word. Who would have thunk it, haha.

Tahnee - kept me sane during the trip I reckon. Seeing her while she was ... say low-energy/grumpy was educational.

Fourmond - I won't say what he thought about teachers =P Make up your mind. Fourmond is Fourmond.

Lehar - Wow, I never thought I'd even see her since I would be avoiding CAS so much. Now I think I just might, despite CAS. Lovely thoughts.

Of course, the conference itself was amazing. But I feel that that would be too much for one post. This one's way too long as is.

Thanks for not leaving a TL:DR.

EINSTEIN! STOP IT!

I saw this one in Munro's -- one of them fancy quotes that people put up on his wall. And since I have what one might call a fetish for Einstein, here goes:

"Einstein, stop telling God what to do." - Niels Bohr

You know something I always found strange? The power of quotes. I could have wrote that and quite probably no one would care. Hmm. But Einstein is awesome and Bohr is not bad, so I slapped it on. Anyways, I'm reading this book called Fooled by Randomness. Quite good so far, but I feel lost when I read this thing, maybe because this guy is too smart for me. But I like what I read so far because it's so damn true. Bad = unlucky. Good = skill? Nahhh.

Now for something a little more pensive. University is not gonna be fun. Mostly because I just realized there's gonna be metric ton of pressure during/afterwards. My parents are paying a lot. And the worst part is its not that much pressure from them: It's from me. I'm living alone soon, gonna have to figure a lot of things out real fast. Maybe I'll get lucky, according to the book. I'll see.

Thanks for everyone getting me through IB

Winning Eleven?

FUCK.

Now that's out of the way.

No wait, screw that. If you don't care about football you may skip this paragraph. But seriously, WHAT THE HELL!? We were outplayed today, partly because Liverpool played well but also because we played like utter fools. The analogy I made to Reinaldo earlier was that I felt like I was watching Anand play Manchester United in Winning Eleven. All the obvious passes, easy passes, all the chances, just wasted. Borderline depressing.

On the bright side, of course the birthday was good. Actually I spent the first half of it in a sick/sleepdeprived haze, but I think it was good. Zach and Sam reminded me how weird the three of us (Zach, me, Carl) are. Haha, but that's the best part of it, I say! I think  Hash and Yorrick think we're crazy now after coming to Karaoke.

But HOW DO I INCLUDE DANIAL!?

Thanks for coming despite getting 105 minutes of sleep

Eight days?

It's eight days to my 18th as I write this. Funny, because I never really celebrated this thing people called birthdays really. It's mostly going through the motions. Then I think to myself: "What's wrong with you man!? You're turning fricking eighteen!" ... *shrug* "Meh." I suppose it just doesn't hold the same significance to me. It's a good excuse for a night out though, I'll give my birthday that much.

The other thing it's good for is getting stuff AKA birthday present from my parents. Let's see if I can persuade my dad to spend RM 6,000 on a sax. I think I've gotten a lot better with dedication, and now it's something I really look forward to every day, so I figure I might as well get a good one since it could last me my lifetime.

Now, for probably the BEST thing I've heard all week: 

Zach: [reading from Seventeen mag] Hmm... What a girl feels during her first time.

Us: [WTF?!]

Zach: Oh nevermind I already knew that. 

Oh yeah, apparently I might celebrate my birthday somehow anyways since Zach's is the on 12th, this is of course assuming I make it through French alive.

Thanks all, enjoy counting down to pi day

Guess what. ITS MARCH!

The best part about this month is that it's my birthday this month. Yeah! I know you guys are totally psyched about that. So I did something new this Friday, which was actually go to a bar/club/whatever the hell it is. It was fun, but I don't see myself doing it week in week out. But now I can at least see myself going and having a good time. Plus it was nice to see a different side of some people.

So once again I have made what should have been a completely manageable weekend more difficult by not doing the work I was supposed to do on time. Instead I spent close to 8 hours playing my sax which had finally come back from the repair shop.

And thus I approach the topic of which I originally intended to talk about (but Friday was important enough to get an intro). I was really bored this week, felt a bit down. I don't know if you guys have ever felt this void when theres something you usually do but you can't. That was me and playing sax this week. The thing I would rightly compare it to, which probably you wouldn't understand, is playing WoW (World of Warcraft, duh). I'm talking about my 10th grade summer (I think?) where I literally spent 4-8 hours a day on that damn game. If I didn't I was like : "Hmm, what is there to DO today?"

Anyways, I don't know if that kind of dependence on an activity is good or bad. Obviously most people will think I'm a huge nerd for the WoW thing at least. What's your drug?

Thanks for a great weekend, everyone who I got to share it with. Really.

I'm noticing a pattern

It used to be  I just included Danial by coincidence, but then he noticed so now I'll do it on purpose! YAY! (****ness) So the way I'm going to include Danial in this one is his niceness. He's that way on the inside while I'm that way on the outside. 

Managed to finish two pieces of work today. Might be three (TOK) if I get moving after I'm done wasting time on this blog. I'll have to see.

Back to what I was talking about in the intro, though. After we were done eating/shopping at the Curve, we went downstairs to go pay for our parking ticket. There's these two ladies standing there and, as luck would have it, the other autopay machines are not working. Fine, whatever, just queue up behind them and wait... The ladies put in their ticket and started to pay. With coins. The first coin went in... and plopped back out. I guess it wasn't working. Then the ladies CONTINUED putting the same coin in, over and over. WHAT!? I felt like slapping them. Finally, they pull out a note to pay. Good lord, I think a monkey would have figured that out faster. Point being, I get annoyed and am way too impatient, luckily 90% of the time I manage to keep it down. I think my family knows I can be an asshole sometimes though. 

Seriously though, I hate stupid people.

Thanks for not being stupid.

Le jour de l'amour?

Ahh, Valentine's Day. I know this is late, but now that I actually have time and am not trying desperately to do a French essay until 12:30 at night... Wanna talk about this day. For me, basically, it reminds me that I am still single. Bad Amiir! I've told some folk before but the last time I said Happy Valentine's Day was ninth grade. 

But mainly also good :] I had a great time with Carl and Zach on Saturday. Gaming, of course. That was fun for a bit. Then just wasting time in Carl's room. Not eating sushi (not eating took about 1 hour, paying for it took 1 minute), and then off for me to about  14 minutes (see what I did there) of Karaoke. I was sad that I had to leave but my parents wouldn't drive after coming home from 1U so. Apparently it was loads of fun. Ah well. Next time then if I'm still single!

Besides, next day was also good. More time wasting basically, but also observing Mrs. Choy's little religious cult just as one would normally observe a den of lions as they lick themselves clean and gaze at antelope. Talk about a weird religious club, especially the recruiting antics with the badges (its almost a pyramid scheme I swear). But Carl's right that one chick is pretty hot :P Good luck Zach? (JENN?)

Thanks, enjoy yourselves singles and couples. I'll stop at threesomes.

*whiplash*

I used to think all the motivation theory we learned in Business class was mostly bullcrap. I'm the kind of person that usually when something needs to get done it will get done. (Ergo, I'm not as lazy as I first appear (Patty, Danial, Carl, Kaitlyn...), although yes  I tend to procrastinate more than is ideal) Point: I'll lag behind on math homework but once it's due I'll do it all. How I felt at the time was, is, will be, irrelevant. 

I've changed my mind. It actually works. Today I should have done the remainder of my math homework. But this weekend was a pretty big let down. Too much crap to do and just crap in general. So I don't think I'll actually do it at all. I'm forcing myself through French at the moment. It ain't easy. +1 Burns I guess.

Thanks, don't be too laze!

HEY!

Syamira updated her blog!

Hopefully you already know what happened in the Australian Open Men's Final. SPOILER! Federer cried. Because he lost. Once again a disappointing finish against Nadal, who he seems to have lost complete confidence when playing against. I read up on his backhand afterwards, and the commentators were pretty accurate about how his backhand just cannot deal with a high ball. He definitely needs to fix it if he wants to improve his odds against Nadal. If he wins a fourteenth grand slam, he'll deserve it. If not, props to Nadal.

Oh, Carl did too... (You can go if you want)

Thanks if you didn't go.

Mancrush!

Today I'll be talking about this word - mancrush. Very interesting word, denoting a deep respect, almost love for a man from another man. This is different from gay love, though often confused. 

Mancrush - Danial + Rambo, Amiir + Marine, Carl + Toshi

GAY - Michael Jackson + Boys

Bored like hell in chemistry class.

Thanks, give me your examples of mancrush.

Damn! The toughest one's are the closest (ah, sport)

One of the reasons I love football more than basketball (yes I mostly play basketball 'for fun') is the tenseness the very structure of the game introduces. If you are 'firmly in the lead' you might only be a goal ahead, whereas in basketball that superior play will translate directly to about a 10-20 point lead. Yes, yes, it's pretty artificial tenseness in most cases: Bolton is never likely to score on Manchester United... but it COULD happen. That's what makes it fun!

ANYWAYS, had one of the funnest basketball games to participate in today. We had a chance to win it but blew it. I really was bummed, but to me I truly don't mind it as much if we played well, which we did mostly. Plus, I'm not sure if the rules are different in highschool, but if they are anything like in the NBA the amount of lane violations committed by Alice Smith School was x, where x is equal to the number of free throws they shot. I mean what the hell, how is it possible for the offensive rebounders to get the box-out EVERY time on us -- they were moving on the shot instead of when the ball hits the rim (when they're supposed to move). That cost us the game, since we couldn't get rebounds on those cheating bastards.

Thanks, oh well. To SEASAC then.

Sound all 'round

Fantastic. New earphones! If anyone is looking for headphones, I highly recommend almost ANY canalphone (those in-ear ones) because the sound is SO much better. Especially if you're like me and can't stand the voices of other people as they blab at you. 

Kidding, of course. You can always just use only one side. The sound is truly immersive though. That being said, headphones are still the best in terms of sound in my opinion. Some info about the earphones I got -- They're moda phones, RM 399, and for me the best part is that they come with replacement rubber things. Look at any canalphone if you're confused as to what I mean when I use the extremely vague term "rubber things". Check here for a little more in depth about the particular one's I got.

Thanks, enjoy the first Friday back

An almost sensual experience

Awesome game.

This is playauditorium, for those who are paranoid and refuse to click on links that may, or may not contain, viruses. An amazing game, discovered during chemistry class yesterday. Play with sound! You won't regret it. 

Unfortunately this gives me a reason to get iPhone where I didn't want one before. I'm now slightly more jealous of those who do have one.

The horror! The horror!

Damien informed me of something very sad today, as I was about to start writing my French oral (i.e. God damnit, why didn't I do it over break). So now I'm still not doing my French oral, and instead, I'm blogging about this sad event.

1up was bought by UGO today.

Okay, I know nothing about UGO really, so I didn't initially have any emotional reaction. Then Damien told me that they fired practically the entire 1up show crew, which is just ridiculous if they have any plans of continuing the show. That's like buying a Mustang, taking out the engine and putting some shitty Proton engine replacement, and then taking it for a spin.

They fired all the people pictured on the front page here.

There's basically a few more guys and a couple girls left who would run the show, and trust me they are not the main attractions.

NOW THE BEST PART! UGO writes:
"Unlike some of the lumbering, impersonal behemoths out there, 1UP is all about its personalities, and its fans are awesome, passionate..." 

LOL! Bullshit much? They fired all the personalities on the 1up show. Lies, damn lies.

Thanks, check out talkingorange.com if you're a gamer. If you haven't at least heard of 1up and you play games, shame on you.

And another thing

Things to note :

1. That beach pictures instantly make you think "Oh, HOW THOUGHTFUL."
2. Almost everyone posted on exam week. Psh, nobody studies as hard as they say they did. Not even my sister.
   

Boxxybabee (no its not pr0n)

I thought this was hilarious. In that Rory kind of way. I'm probably crazy though, since the one person I sent it to (Ms. Majid), thought I was crazy and didn't get it.

Anyways, time to go lose consciousness until 6:30 AM tomorrow morning, by which time I will be wholly enveloped in the school atmosphere, most likely. Bummer.

Thanks, 6.5 hours to go

Forgive me

No, this is not some god damn emo post. I found out about this place ("blogspot"?) a few days before Christmas break started. Apparently my sister has (had?) some weird stuff on hers: I don't even want to know. Not really surprising, actually. What WAS surprising is that a lot of people I know have these things. What the hell? DANIAL?!

Fast forward to, well, now basically (AKA check the date on this posting), and I started my own. And that's why the title is what it is. It's actually quite entertaining (well some of you guys, anyways, if you even read this or care). Do I care about your life's sorrows, or whatever. Mildly yes, in the same way that I hear about the news everday. But mostly not really. This is the internet, for god's sake, so if you wanted me to know you'd have told me in person.

I might move that survey thing here, but I prefer to instead refer you to facebook.com, where you can search for Danial Khusahry's page and look at his wall if you want to see it.

Thanks, KEEP IT FUNNY PLEASE (DANIAL)