If you care about oil prices, you'd probably know that it's about US $70 per barrel right now. That's pretty fucking expensive since the price was only around US $30 a little over a year ago.
Which means you'll have to pay more for petrol. And that sucks. But why do we always complain as if we're paying like a million times more than the old price although in reality it's more like a 10 - 20% hike. I guess we just like to complain rather than getting to know how the oil & gas industry works. It's a bit more complicated than just drilling for oil and then selling it.
Well anyways, Selamat Merdeka. If that means anything. I'm a bit irritated at the minister bloke who's annoyed that people aren't putting the flag on their cars. Fuck you. I'll put my flags wherever I want, thank you.
So it's yet another public holiday and to me that translates to another day of lepaking in front of the TV. I'll watch whatever's on. Even Malay dramas. The stories may not change since the 1900s but at least the chicks are getting nicer.
31.8.05
25.8.05
Aku Penghibur
I used to think that I'd get a BMW when I have the money. But now I'm not so sure. I'm heavily leaning towards Alfas now, for some unknown reason. Maybe its because it has more character and a hell lot sexier than any German made vehicle. Plus, I'd think an Alfa will pull more chicks than a BMW. I guess different cars have different appeals and express or invoke different emotions. Maybe I'll try and explain it through the use of football players.
An Alfa for example is like Paolo Di Canio or Jay Jay Okocha, full of flair and passion but does not quite reach the absolute top. And prone to be inconsistent once in a while. But surely breathtaking, stunningly sublime and capable of the spectacular. An Audi on the other hand seems like a Steven Gerrard or Gatusso kind of player. Full of drive, aggression and efficiency, with the odd deft touch. They're reliable and to an extent ruthless, not to mention single minded. A BMW is probably like Bergkamp/Sheringham or Tugay/Alonso. All classy, effortless, full of guile and quick thinking.
An Alfa for example is like Paolo Di Canio or Jay Jay Okocha, full of flair and passion but does not quite reach the absolute top. And prone to be inconsistent once in a while. But surely breathtaking, stunningly sublime and capable of the spectacular. An Audi on the other hand seems like a Steven Gerrard or Gatusso kind of player. Full of drive, aggression and efficiency, with the odd deft touch. They're reliable and to an extent ruthless, not to mention single minded. A BMW is probably like Bergkamp/Sheringham or Tugay/Alonso. All classy, effortless, full of guile and quick thinking.
22.8.05
Rolls Royce RB211
Did you know that Rolls Royce don't really make cars anymore? Well, they don't make money making cars. But they bloody hell do make money making gas turbines!
I had the chance to have a closer look at not one; but two (!) Rolls Royce gas turbines last week. The RB 211 is hugely impressive, not to mention its enormous size. There's so many tubing that flows lube oil, fuel gas, air etc. I gave up tracing the each line early on when I got stuck at a point where they were too many tubes intersecting. I got lost there. I'm not sure how much power it produces but I think I overhead someone mention 30000. I may be wrong, but it does kinda make sense.
The other engine was the KB7, which is a smaller capacity engine compared to the RB211. The tubing/piping system isn't as complicated and where each tubes starts and ends its relatively easy to locate. They were doing detergent wash while I was there, so I stayed around to see they wash the thing. Its quite cool, really. And you can see how dirty the engine is when its being rinsed off.
The control system of both systems are quite elaborate, using heaps of controller cards and stuff like that which takes me forever to really understand.
Gas turbines are bloody cool, bro
I had the chance to have a closer look at not one; but two (!) Rolls Royce gas turbines last week. The RB 211 is hugely impressive, not to mention its enormous size. There's so many tubing that flows lube oil, fuel gas, air etc. I gave up tracing the each line early on when I got stuck at a point where they were too many tubes intersecting. I got lost there. I'm not sure how much power it produces but I think I overhead someone mention 30000. I may be wrong, but it does kinda make sense.
The other engine was the KB7, which is a smaller capacity engine compared to the RB211. The tubing/piping system isn't as complicated and where each tubes starts and ends its relatively easy to locate. They were doing detergent wash while I was there, so I stayed around to see they wash the thing. Its quite cool, really. And you can see how dirty the engine is when its being rinsed off.
The control system of both systems are quite elaborate, using heaps of controller cards and stuff like that which takes me forever to really understand.
Gas turbines are bloody cool, bro
10.8.05
Italianninis
Why is this called italic?
Do you know how to weld? I wish I can weld (properly). I've been hooked on Monster Garage lately cause its bloody addictive. It gives me the urge to weld some metal together, maybe cut some stuff up, bend tubes, tear down my car, put on air bag suspension, install a V-drive, shape some sheet metal, weld brackets, remove engines, burn things, drill holes, fabricate mountings, buy actuators, install actuators, build a chopper, paint some cars, install a rollcage & pimp my ride. And that's only Season 1, dawggg. Snoop Dogg. Before he joined boybands.
Do you know how to weld? I wish I can weld (properly). I've been hooked on Monster Garage lately cause its bloody addictive. It gives me the urge to weld some metal together, maybe cut some stuff up, bend tubes, tear down my car, put on air bag suspension, install a V-drive, shape some sheet metal, weld brackets, remove engines, burn things, drill holes, fabricate mountings, buy actuators, install actuators, build a chopper, paint some cars, install a rollcage & pimp my ride. And that's only Season 1, dawggg. Snoop Dogg. Before he joined boybands.
8.8.05
bithcing
Where can I get some help around here?
Yes, sir. How can I help you.
Well. Firstly, fuck you for being bloody late attending me. And second of all, do you have that guy's new CD?
Which guy?
Ahh, the shaven head one. The girls like him. He's skinny. He's into drugs, I guess.
Jamal Abdillah? Yeah, that dudes cool with the ladies. And some guys too, bro. Been in and out of jail but still DA MAN!
Right on. But he's not the dude who's CD I'm looking for dude.
No?
No
Why not?
No
Then? Who the hell you looking for?
CD, Asshole.
Well, we do have this new guy from that Malay show Akademi Fantasia.
Mawi? World yo yo yo, fuck yeah.
Wanker.
Yes that's what I was looking for. I like.
Wanker.
Wanker? No. That dude in the Celcom ad is a wanker.
Which bloke dude mate?
This bigass huge motherfucker. Shaven head. Wears nice looking designer shirt with the top button unbottoned.
Top button unbottoned. Sounds weird dude-bro.
You know the ad where he scrolls across the screen with that dumb retarded smile thinking he DA MAN!
Jamal is DA MAN! Not this wanker dude-bro, eh?
No-siree bob.
Yeah I know that bigass m/f. Fuck him.
Yeah fuck him.
No, I mean fuck him.
?
You go and fuck him.
?
In the arse.
?
Go.
Where's my CD?
In the arse. Make sure it's done, bro.
Yes, sir. How can I help you.
Well. Firstly, fuck you for being bloody late attending me. And second of all, do you have that guy's new CD?
Which guy?
Ahh, the shaven head one. The girls like him. He's skinny. He's into drugs, I guess.
Jamal Abdillah? Yeah, that dudes cool with the ladies. And some guys too, bro. Been in and out of jail but still DA MAN!
Right on. But he's not the dude who's CD I'm looking for dude.
No?
No
Why not?
No
Then? Who the hell you looking for?
CD, Asshole.
Well, we do have this new guy from that Malay show Akademi Fantasia.
Mawi? World yo yo yo, fuck yeah.
Wanker.
Yes that's what I was looking for. I like.
Wanker.
Wanker? No. That dude in the Celcom ad is a wanker.
Which bloke dude mate?
This bigass huge motherfucker. Shaven head. Wears nice looking designer shirt with the top button unbottoned.
Top button unbottoned. Sounds weird dude-bro.
You know the ad where he scrolls across the screen with that dumb retarded smile thinking he DA MAN!
Jamal is DA MAN! Not this wanker dude-bro, eh?
No-siree bob.
Yeah I know that bigass m/f. Fuck him.
Yeah fuck him.
No, I mean fuck him.
?
You go and fuck him.
?
In the arse.
?
Go.
Where's my CD?
In the arse. Make sure it's done, bro.
6.8.05
Updates of sorts
So here's some more info on Nik's wedding. Read the special message below.
Assalamualaikum w.b.t
Kawan-kawan yang dirindui sekalian,
Insya Allah pada 20 Ogos 2005 ini saya, Nik
Syahrim bin Nik Anwar akan diijabkabulkan dengan
Nur Shahida binti Tajudin. Majlis akan berlangsung
di Kulim, Kedah (Sabtu, 20.08) dan di Kota Bharu
(Sabtu, 27.08).
Dengan sukacita dan hormatnya saya menjemput
kawan-kawan sekalian ke majlis ini.
Sila berikan alamat anda ataupun emel supaya kad
jemputan boleh disampaikan.
Semoga dengan kehadiran anda semua akan
mengembalikan kenangan manis kita di kolej dulu,
disamping mengeratkan lagi persaudaraan kita.
Sehingga bertemu di sana;
Yang benar;
Nik Syahrim bin Nik Anwar
Ahmad House 9498
University of Applied Science Heilbronn
email: niksyahrim@hotmail.com
niksyahrim@yahoo.com
Tel: +49179 792 4555 (Deutschland)
: 013-9008304 (Malaysia, hanya selepas 27.July 05!)
Ok that's done.
Whatever you plan to do this weekend, just don't go and watch Seven Swords. It's really really fucking stupid. And its nearly 2 1/2 hours long. That's bloody long for a stupid movie. But if you insist, for whatever reason I'll give you a bit of a summary of the good bits. And there's not a lot of them.
This movie has a lot of horny old school Ming Dynasty Kung Fu practising farmers. This one dude just can't keep his dick in his pants and tries to screw around with his girlfriend inside the bangsal. Girl says "Me no love you". Bloke gets all emo and starts becoming mentally unstable. Do we really need this scene in the movie? I bet it was put as filler material to make it longer.
There's another horny bloke who looks the same as the first horny bloke who; after a hard fought battle, takes home a Korean girl back to his place (as a souvenir, I guess). After some pretty freaky and quite strange foreplay, they finally get it on in a cave. But we don't get to see the "getting on" but after the rape style foreplays I think it was for the good of everyone that they cut that scene off. The movie is long enough already.
But its not all sex in this movie. There's sword fighting scenes as well. After all, it is (supposedly) based on a legendary Chinese warrior tale of some sort. So we get fight scenes, where the 7 swordsmen can kill off a million bad guys. Yes, they're that good. But the movie drags on and on and gets longer because these blokes need a bit of time to beat the hell out of 1,000,000 pathetic low rank guards. At the end of the day, we get a lot of dead Chinese people lying around.
In between the horniness and fights, theres a few parts that I really didn't get. I really could not make sense of any of these scenes. It seems like they were random ideas put in by the make-up person or tealady or whoever the fuck wants to put it in. There's a scene where they released some horses but then this one horse came running back, refusing the freedom given to it? There's another scene where they found a super special sword but we get to see a glimpse of it and that was the end of that story. All the good guys look the same and it gets bloody confusing to identify which one is which. And, oh did I mention that the movie is really long?
So in summary, this movie is perfect if you want to see some Chinese farmers living on the mountains, cause they look great. And goats too. They keep a lot of goats on the mountains.
Assalamualaikum w.b.t
Kawan-kawan yang dirindui sekalian,
Insya Allah pada 20 Ogos 2005 ini saya, Nik
Syahrim bin Nik Anwar akan diijabkabulkan dengan
Nur Shahida binti Tajudin. Majlis akan berlangsung
di Kulim, Kedah (Sabtu, 20.08) dan di Kota Bharu
(Sabtu, 27.08).
Dengan sukacita dan hormatnya saya menjemput
kawan-kawan sekalian ke majlis ini.
Sila berikan alamat anda ataupun emel supaya kad
jemputan boleh disampaikan.
Semoga dengan kehadiran anda semua akan
mengembalikan kenangan manis kita di kolej dulu,
disamping mengeratkan lagi persaudaraan kita.
Sehingga bertemu di sana;
Yang benar;
Nik Syahrim bin Nik Anwar
Ahmad House 9498
University of Applied Science Heilbronn
email: niksyahrim@hotmail.com
niksyahrim@yahoo.com
Tel: +49179 792 4555 (Deutschland)
: 013-9008304 (Malaysia, hanya selepas 27.July 05!)
Ok that's done.
Whatever you plan to do this weekend, just don't go and watch Seven Swords. It's really really fucking stupid. And its nearly 2 1/2 hours long. That's bloody long for a stupid movie. But if you insist, for whatever reason I'll give you a bit of a summary of the good bits. And there's not a lot of them.
This movie has a lot of horny old school Ming Dynasty Kung Fu practising farmers. This one dude just can't keep his dick in his pants and tries to screw around with his girlfriend inside the bangsal. Girl says "Me no love you". Bloke gets all emo and starts becoming mentally unstable. Do we really need this scene in the movie? I bet it was put as filler material to make it longer.
There's another horny bloke who looks the same as the first horny bloke who; after a hard fought battle, takes home a Korean girl back to his place (as a souvenir, I guess). After some pretty freaky and quite strange foreplay, they finally get it on in a cave. But we don't get to see the "getting on" but after the rape style foreplays I think it was for the good of everyone that they cut that scene off. The movie is long enough already.
But its not all sex in this movie. There's sword fighting scenes as well. After all, it is (supposedly) based on a legendary Chinese warrior tale of some sort. So we get fight scenes, where the 7 swordsmen can kill off a million bad guys. Yes, they're that good. But the movie drags on and on and gets longer because these blokes need a bit of time to beat the hell out of 1,000,000 pathetic low rank guards. At the end of the day, we get a lot of dead Chinese people lying around.
In between the horniness and fights, theres a few parts that I really didn't get. I really could not make sense of any of these scenes. It seems like they were random ideas put in by the make-up person or tealady or whoever the fuck wants to put it in. There's a scene where they released some horses but then this one horse came running back, refusing the freedom given to it? There's another scene where they found a super special sword but we get to see a glimpse of it and that was the end of that story. All the good guys look the same and it gets bloody confusing to identify which one is which. And, oh did I mention that the movie is really long?
So in summary, this movie is perfect if you want to see some Chinese farmers living on the mountains, cause they look great. And goats too. They keep a lot of goats on the mountains.
26.7.05
Wedding bells or in this case, kompangs.
Two more of my buddies are getting married soon. Don't have the exact details but will post it later. Anyways, congratulations to Nik Syahrim, Asmadib and a special belated ....congrats/good luck dude to Nawal Ghazali.
God bless you all. And remember, premature is for losers. So try to hold it a bit longer.
God bless you all. And remember, premature is for losers. So try to hold it a bit longer.
11.7.05
TNS
The posts are becoming rather sporadic lately, eh?
Well.... sporadic schmoradic. It's my bloody blog. Ehhhh.
The theme this time is sports,eh.
So to recap whats been happening lately. Gerrard finally made up his mind and stays at Anfield, resisting the temptations of some Russian money and the bright lights of London.
The British & Irish Lions were pathetic in their tour of New Zealand. 0 for 3 as the Yanks would say.
BMW has bought over Sauber racing and this'll lead to a sudden increase in Sauber supporters come next year's race in Sepang.
There's nothing decent to watch on TV. What you get is extensive coverage of the World Pool Championship in Taiwan. Wow. Like, fun eh? Right. Come to think of it, any sport that involves hitting a ball with a stick is kinda retarded and boring as hell.
That's all I know about sports.
I'd say something about some good bands to listen to, but I haven't been music-ing much lately. I need my fucking groove back, baby.
Well.... sporadic schmoradic. It's my bloody blog. Ehhhh.
The theme this time is sports,eh.
So to recap whats been happening lately. Gerrard finally made up his mind and stays at Anfield, resisting the temptations of some Russian money and the bright lights of London.
The British & Irish Lions were pathetic in their tour of New Zealand. 0 for 3 as the Yanks would say.
BMW has bought over Sauber racing and this'll lead to a sudden increase in Sauber supporters come next year's race in Sepang.
There's nothing decent to watch on TV. What you get is extensive coverage of the World Pool Championship in Taiwan. Wow. Like, fun eh? Right. Come to think of it, any sport that involves hitting a ball with a stick is kinda retarded and boring as hell.
That's all I know about sports.
I'd say something about some good bands to listen to, but I haven't been music-ing much lately. I need my fucking groove back, baby.
27.6.05
Durians
A whole lot of them.
I reckon I had nearly 10 durians this evening. Of course, I didn't enjoy the fragrant smell and sweet, lovely, lemak-y taste of the durian alone. I had a few mates around.
We started the feast near Maghrib time, after work & after my now-compulsory 5 minute jog. Haha. 5 minute jog? That's as useless as a 5 minute futsal session.
But anyways, we had about 7 bijik durian by Maghrib. I was full but had to force a few more in just to not "membazir". Most of the durians were super sweet and perfect. Or as I'd like to put it, "sedap gila babi". We started off like some hungry durian crazy bastards, opening them by the minute. Then after the 4th one, everyone slowed down but still didn't want to stop. We were obviously getting full but yet were not willing to take it easy on the durians.
"Try satu lagi.."
And so we did. In fact we had 3 more.
I felt sleepy afterwards and had a nap. When I woke up, they wer just starting another durian session. Whoa.. I woke up at the right time, lucky. I had a few more.
And then came the pening. Seriously its so bad that I couldn't open my eyes. I'm even feeling a little bit migraine-ish typing this post. I want to go to bed.
I reckon I had nearly 10 durians this evening. Of course, I didn't enjoy the fragrant smell and sweet, lovely, lemak-y taste of the durian alone. I had a few mates around.
We started the feast near Maghrib time, after work & after my now-compulsory 5 minute jog. Haha. 5 minute jog? That's as useless as a 5 minute futsal session.
But anyways, we had about 7 bijik durian by Maghrib. I was full but had to force a few more in just to not "membazir". Most of the durians were super sweet and perfect. Or as I'd like to put it, "sedap gila babi". We started off like some hungry durian crazy bastards, opening them by the minute. Then after the 4th one, everyone slowed down but still didn't want to stop. We were obviously getting full but yet were not willing to take it easy on the durians.
"Try satu lagi.."
And so we did. In fact we had 3 more.
I felt sleepy afterwards and had a nap. When I woke up, they wer just starting another durian session. Whoa.. I woke up at the right time, lucky. I had a few more.
And then came the pening. Seriously its so bad that I couldn't open my eyes. I'm even feeling a little bit migraine-ish typing this post. I want to go to bed.
21.6.05
I'm back!
Yeah, I'm back blogging. I had a little hiatus a while ago due to several reasons (more like excuses) including work commitments, lack of interest, laziness & unavailability of Internet access. But hey, I don't need to justify why I don't blog!
Pejam celik, its already halfway through the year. And I've been working for a bit more than one year now. I can't exactly say how much experience I've gained over the past 12 months but I'd like to think that I've learned bits and pieces of a lot of things. I better. I've always been a rather slow starter-late blossomer (if thats a word) and that's why only now, after one year I'm beginning to grasp and "get it". The first 12 months were like a blurry period for me. Struggling here and there trying to learn about everything. But now I'm more focused and I know what I'm doing. Which gives me a great deal of relief and a feeling of content. And that's good. No more being unsure of what to do, no more taking up unrealistically and "waste of time" tasks and shit like that anymore. I'll leave that to the next new guy coming in.
One thing I've learned is that you have to work smart in this type of office environment. By that I mean doing stuff that's worth it. Sure it sounds bloody obvious but you'd be surprised to see how many people get stuck doing the unnecessary stuff while ignoring what's really essential.
Okay, I'm beginning to sound very serious now. I think I better stop before this becomes a boring lecture on how to work smart.
What do I know? I'm just a new kid in this huge business. You'd be better off reading Dilbert (which by the way is only a click away from here.....see the column on your right? Yes? Click, click, click)
Pejam celik, its already halfway through the year. And I've been working for a bit more than one year now. I can't exactly say how much experience I've gained over the past 12 months but I'd like to think that I've learned bits and pieces of a lot of things. I better. I've always been a rather slow starter-late blossomer (if thats a word) and that's why only now, after one year I'm beginning to grasp and "get it". The first 12 months were like a blurry period for me. Struggling here and there trying to learn about everything. But now I'm more focused and I know what I'm doing. Which gives me a great deal of relief and a feeling of content. And that's good. No more being unsure of what to do, no more taking up unrealistically and "waste of time" tasks and shit like that anymore. I'll leave that to the next new guy coming in.
One thing I've learned is that you have to work smart in this type of office environment. By that I mean doing stuff that's worth it. Sure it sounds bloody obvious but you'd be surprised to see how many people get stuck doing the unnecessary stuff while ignoring what's really essential.
Okay, I'm beginning to sound very serious now. I think I better stop before this becomes a boring lecture on how to work smart.
What do I know? I'm just a new kid in this huge business. You'd be better off reading Dilbert (which by the way is only a click away from here.....see the column on your right? Yes? Click, click, click)
1.6.05
Wednesday
Am I still bitching about emo? God, that's soooo 2003. I better keep myself updated and whine about the "indie revival" quick.
It's been a week since the great comeback and I'm still buzzing. I bet those "neutrals" would start buying the new jersey soon and then claim to have "followed" the Reds through the not-so-bright times. Fickle fukkers.
Work is extremely stressful still and I have the paranoid feeling of being screwed, big time.
Haven't watched the new Star Wars movie and proud of it.
Looking forward to the Initial D movie though.
Long weekend coming up but undecided on what to do.
It's been a week since the great comeback and I'm still buzzing. I bet those "neutrals" would start buying the new jersey soon and then claim to have "followed" the Reds through the not-so-bright times. Fickle fukkers.
Work is extremely stressful still and I have the paranoid feeling of being screwed, big time.
Haven't watched the new Star Wars movie and proud of it.
Looking forward to the Initial D movie though.
Long weekend coming up but undecided on what to do.
27.5.05
3 in 6 minutes, baby!
KINGS OF EUROPE - LIVERPOOL FC
The greatest match I've ever seen. We're were down and out by half time I thought, but those six crazy minutes, sparked off by Gerrard's header turned the game completely. Dudek's double save in extra time saved the game and from that moment on I knew we were destined to win. Luck? Hell no. It's fate.
European Cup count:
Liverpool : 5
Man Utd : 2
Arsenal : 0
Chelsea: 0
Eat that, wankers.
The greatest match I've ever seen. We're were down and out by half time I thought, but those six crazy minutes, sparked off by Gerrard's header turned the game completely. Dudek's double save in extra time saved the game and from that moment on I knew we were destined to win. Luck? Hell no. It's fate.
European Cup count:
Liverpool : 5
Man Utd : 2
Arsenal : 0
Chelsea: 0
Eat that, wankers.
18.5.05
How do you do doodle-doodle
You come to the office one fine Monday morning only to discover that you've been FUCKED in the ass big time. Of course not literally, although if your "office" happens to be a jail cell, then I guess you'd have to expect it.
... being fucked (metaphorically speaking) isn't a good thing.
But, someone has to get fucked. Unfortunately it's me.
So here I am, waiting for this imaginary dick to get out of my ass. That's another metaphor, kids.
... being fucked (metaphorically speaking) isn't a good thing.
But, someone has to get fucked. Unfortunately it's me.
So here I am, waiting for this imaginary dick to get out of my ass. That's another metaphor, kids.
13.5.05
My Weekend Tragedy
It's the weekend and I find myself browsing through my friends' Friendster profiles. It's depressing. Other people seem to have better lives. Gets all the girls. Have all the money.
My Weekend Tragedy
What a perfectly typical name for an emo band. Excellent. Wanna join? We'll play 3-4 chords repeatedly and produce something that could barely pass as a "riff" and then sing about how our Friendster profiles make us depressed. And we'll sing about the Friendster girl who didn't reply our message and broke our hearts. And we'll wear makeup and eyeliner and wear red ties and scream and do so many other punk stuff.
And then we'll "experiment" and try to become Duran Duran.
My Weekend Tragedy
What a perfectly typical name for an emo band. Excellent. Wanna join? We'll play 3-4 chords repeatedly and produce something that could barely pass as a "riff" and then sing about how our Friendster profiles make us depressed. And we'll sing about the Friendster girl who didn't reply our message and broke our hearts. And we'll wear makeup and eyeliner and wear red ties and scream and do so many other punk stuff.
And then we'll "experiment" and try to become Duran Duran.
11.5.05
Return of the Smiths
Or Attack of the Jedis or whatever the hell the next Star Wars movie is.
Is it just me or is there anyone else who totally don't care about this. I don't need to see it on Opening day. Or Opening Week even. But somehow, being somewhat the popular culture conformist that I am, I'm probably going to see the movie sooner or later. Damn you, peer pressure.
One thing's for sure, I won't be the super-fan boy freak figurine collector loser, definitely (If I do, please shoot me...Thanks). Nor will I ever discuss/argue about Star Wars with anyone. Or read articles off the 'Net about "How Star Wars Changed the World". Not that there's anything wrong with that. It's just not my scene.
To me, it's just one of those things that you have to do; watch new Star Wars movie--check. Now move on to next on list. It's more of "let's get this out of the way" rather than "Whoaa... wanna check out how good dude turns to Black Metal Face?". It's like a Radiohead phase, you just have to have one but you don't necessarily have to agree that OK Computer is the best album ever. Get it?
So it'll be a couple more weeks before I get to know how the saga ends. Not really the end but you know what I mean right?
Is it just me or is there anyone else who totally don't care about this. I don't need to see it on Opening day. Or Opening Week even. But somehow, being somewhat the popular culture conformist that I am, I'm probably going to see the movie sooner or later. Damn you, peer pressure.
One thing's for sure, I won't be the super-fan boy freak figurine collector loser, definitely (If I do, please shoot me...Thanks). Nor will I ever discuss/argue about Star Wars with anyone. Or read articles off the 'Net about "How Star Wars Changed the World". Not that there's anything wrong with that. It's just not my scene.
To me, it's just one of those things that you have to do; watch new Star Wars movie--check. Now move on to next on list. It's more of "let's get this out of the way" rather than "Whoaa... wanna check out how good dude turns to Black Metal Face?". It's like a Radiohead phase, you just have to have one but you don't necessarily have to agree that OK Computer is the best album ever. Get it?
So it'll be a couple more weeks before I get to know how the saga ends. Not really the end but you know what I mean right?
9.5.05
You'll Never Walk Alone
This may one full week late but I'll mention it nonetheless. We're in the bloody finals!
The only real high in a season full of lows. I just couldn't be bothered already where Liverpool finish in the league this season. Being fucked completely in the first half against Arsenal sums up how frustratingly inconsistent we are/were this season. Disappointing would be a huge understatement.
But who cares. We're in the bloody finals!
FA Cup? Premier League trophy? Who needs that?
We're in the bloody finals!
The only real high in a season full of lows. I just couldn't be bothered already where Liverpool finish in the league this season. Being fucked completely in the first half against Arsenal sums up how frustratingly inconsistent we are/were this season. Disappointing would be a huge understatement.
But who cares. We're in the bloody finals!
FA Cup? Premier League trophy? Who needs that?
We're in the bloody finals!
2.5.05
Why aa... don't believe aa?
We were at Zamir's wedding reception yesterday when suddenly Shaw asked a rather interesting question.
"Bila kau kahwin nanti, kau nak main lagu ape?"
To which I replied.
"Ntah la, nanti aku google. Nak search lagu yang best."
It was a pretty cool reply, I thought. At that time of course. Now it just seems a bit dumb. And so, another intriguing enquiry is left unanswered.
So what do you want played on your wedding?
I went back and actually gave some thought on this.
And I've decided that I want Fell in Love with a Girl by the White Stripes being played when I get married.
"Bila kau kahwin nanti, kau nak main lagu ape?"
To which I replied.
"Ntah la, nanti aku google. Nak search lagu yang best."
It was a pretty cool reply, I thought. At that time of course. Now it just seems a bit dumb. And so, another intriguing enquiry is left unanswered.
So what do you want played on your wedding?
I went back and actually gave some thought on this.
And I've decided that I want Fell in Love with a Girl by the White Stripes being played when I get married.
26.4.05
This is Anfield.
Whoaa!!!
My post about High Fidelity had actually inspired a great article about lad lit vs. chick lit by my knowledgable friend zaha.
Go read it!
I actually don't care much if its a chicky story or a bloke's tale or anything, as long as its good and funny. And anything that has the words "fucking" & "wanker" in the same sentence is hilarious by default.
And did you ever notice that all my headings don't actually relate to my posts? How retarded is that?
My post about High Fidelity had actually inspired a great article about lad lit vs. chick lit by my knowledgable friend zaha.
Go read it!
I actually don't care much if its a chicky story or a bloke's tale or anything, as long as its good and funny. And anything that has the words "fucking" & "wanker" in the same sentence is hilarious by default.
And did you ever notice that all my headings don't actually relate to my posts? How retarded is that?
25.4.05
High Fidelity
The site's OK I guess. Except for the links. I should've put links to people I know. But I couldn't be bothered. Not now. Too much effort needed.
It's quite good to see comments from people. That's nice. I don't have a counter or anything to monitor how popular (or not) this site is with masses, but a few comments here and there is enough to show that there are people reading this.
I've been reading Nick Hornby's High Fidelity for a while now. Yeah, I know it's been around for what, 10 years(?) already but I just got the urge to actually read it last week. I've seen the movie a couple of times but.
It feels kinda weird reading a book after you've seen the movie. You just can't escape picturing the movie scenes throughout the whole read. I kept picturing the main character as John Cusack, and the annoying record shop assistant as Jack Black. I feel like I'm cheating somewhat, by not using my own imagination to picture or create images of these characters. I'm just using some other guy's interpretation of the story to help ME enjoy the story. For all I know, Hornby's character may not even look anything like Cusack or Black. And they'd speak with an English accent, unlike the movie characters. Rob's (main character) flat would probably look different, the record store would probably be different, they'd probably hang out at a pub rather than a bar, blah blah blah (you get the point).
I'm not saying that I didn't enjoy the book. I did. In fact, I thought it was brilliant. Great bloke literature (as opposed to chick-lit). It's just that it might've been better if I didn't try to link both the movie and book together. Maybe I'll do that the second time around.
It's quite good to see comments from people. That's nice. I don't have a counter or anything to monitor how popular (or not) this site is with masses, but a few comments here and there is enough to show that there are people reading this.
I've been reading Nick Hornby's High Fidelity for a while now. Yeah, I know it's been around for what, 10 years(?) already but I just got the urge to actually read it last week. I've seen the movie a couple of times but.
It feels kinda weird reading a book after you've seen the movie. You just can't escape picturing the movie scenes throughout the whole read. I kept picturing the main character as John Cusack, and the annoying record shop assistant as Jack Black. I feel like I'm cheating somewhat, by not using my own imagination to picture or create images of these characters. I'm just using some other guy's interpretation of the story to help ME enjoy the story. For all I know, Hornby's character may not even look anything like Cusack or Black. And they'd speak with an English accent, unlike the movie characters. Rob's (main character) flat would probably look different, the record store would probably be different, they'd probably hang out at a pub rather than a bar, blah blah blah (you get the point).
I'm not saying that I didn't enjoy the book. I did. In fact, I thought it was brilliant. Great bloke literature (as opposed to chick-lit). It's just that it might've been better if I didn't try to link both the movie and book together. Maybe I'll do that the second time around.
24.4.05
Just to tell youse.
Did you know that HELL is a bad place to visit? I just wanted to remind you guys that.
So, whatever you do... just don't go to hell.
So, whatever you do... just don't go to hell.
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