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john or klaatu?

"If mankind minus one were of one opinion, then mankind is no more justified in silencing the one than the one - if he had the power - would be justified in silencing mankind."- John Stuart Mill.

usually, i see quotes like newspaper headlines.......they are just words. but this.....this triggered something in my head. if you were in my shoes, you would probably realise that after a few days of nothingness, my brain is rotting away and the empty void in my head is full of spider web. so, in my attempt to utilize those webs to replace neurons, let's see how deep can i go from just one quote.

based from that quote, it's obvious it is about rights and equality. i truly advocate that...well, maybe i did, maybe i still do. so one man has the right to speak his mind as the whole of humanity minus him to speak theirs. in the same way, the whole of humanity minus him has the rights to give him suggestion as much as he has the rights to reject all of them. so, should one man's thoughts be put under consideration against the society's general perception.

before you say yes......just wait, and listen......ok, read further. now, that's pretty easy in a simple situation. in general election, the idea is that each individual of the same nationality has the right to cast his vote for his choice of government. be it voting for the current government or the worst party in the country, it is his right to do so. regardless of his decision, he will not be denied his social right to vote. his right as a voter is acknowledged, be it as a good or bad one....he is a voter and his vote counts. thus, his vote is equally important as anyone else.

is that fair? i say........no, not really. democracy is a primitive method of decision making. democracy is just one step ahead of "the strongest shall live and the weak shall die" ideology. democracy is just for the majority. the majority justifies the minority. the majority silenced the minority even. surely both voted, but what of the outcome? did everyone get what the wanted?

but, regardless of the results, each person had the rights to vote......in the same way one has, to speak his mind whether for or agaisnt the world's point of view. really? let's see, should my opinion as an agnostic be heard the same way the pope speak of the holy spirit? both of us are, afterall human beings. under democracy, his vote and mine are of equal importance. but not here. under democracy, we both stand as equals.....but what of other aspects? should my opinion on black holes as a student be talked in the same breath as of that of a renowned astronomer? should my idea of evolution be compared agaisnt darwin's?

in democracy, it takes at least two to silence one. but other than that, i believe a single individual can silence more than one. this is two very contradicting issues. one is a political practise in many countries around the globe, and the other is basically for everything else. so which one is the best? and how do we decide that? well, take a look at that quote.....and i guess it's on the fence on this one.

first of all, there are questions to be answered, provided all these are against their will;
is one man, regardless of any status, equal to another?
is a saint equal to a murderer?
if men are equal, are two men more equal than one?
if men are not equal, is one more equal than two?

here's what i learn from movies;
should one man be killed to save another?
should a thief die so that a saint may live?
should a stranger die so that you may live?
should anyone die so that two can live?
should two men, regardless of their status or actions, die so that another may live?
should two thieves be killed to save a prime minister?
does a second of a saint in a church worth more than that of a thief in prison?

i believe, things are always divided into two. its not good and bad....thats kindergarden stuff. it is the right thing and the best thing. by that, i would say, it is simply not right for a man to die so that another may live. it is not right for a man to die so that a nation can live. but it is best to sarifice one to save millions. it is for the best when a nation justifies one man.

ahh, now i know where this is coming from....damn, its from The Day The Earth Stood Still. i havent watch the movie, but the line from klaatu " if the earth dies, you die. if you die, the earth survives" is fun to play with. hmm, who's better, john or klaatu?

metal gear solid 2

attention....this is not a game walkthrough. partly because im too lazy to write in depth analysis, mainly because i dont remember most of the stuff that happened in the game.

for most, if im correct, ps gamers, metal gear solid series is one of the best games around. for the ps2 generation, we have mgs2 and mgs3. i know mgs4 is already out two milleniums ago, but i dont have a ps3 and the luxury of time to finish all the games in the world. this is about metal gear solid 2 : sons of liberty. i wont bother telling you the plot because its not in my head right now, so i'll just give some facts about the gameplay.

im not sure whether it's that hard to finish extreme mode.....because i can, and i guess that makes everyone capable of the same. i started with "very easy" mode and jumped straight to "extreme". so from 10 rations, i can carry only 2. from surviving multiple gunshots, i get killed from 2 or 3. you know where this is going. so to adapt to such extreme situation, you need skills, and technique. but im not that gifted in that sense. so i just managed with curiosity and insanity. so with that, and no other walkthrough, except tips from exson, i discovered some pretty cool stuff that i see as a joke.....or loopholes in the game.

1. those locked lockers can be opened by using c4s in the right places....though the stuff inside are not that good.

2. the box trick can do wonders. those cardbox can be more than just for hiding. i perfected fortune at the elevator place using the box. just keep equiping and unequiping the box, and the chances of getting hit is lowered.....er that, or im just lucky. the box can even be used when you are running from enemy fire. instead of running around like normal, the box can help you dodge some bullets. the same method, equip and unequip.

3. the nikita trick. when you join hands with snake in arsenal gear to fight those ninjas whatsoever, just take cover behind some box and use the nikita to attack to minimise injury. since you've got a lot of missiles left, and perfect cover, why not? the only drawback is that snake will take your share of damage. so he dies faster, and you are soon to follow.

4. the hanging trick. i perfected vamp using this method. no need for any shooting.....no guns, no stingers.....just c4s, claymores, and you'll be laughing your way through. you can hang at the outer sides of the pool...that is probably known, and vamp will come to you, more like walking instead of charging at you in normal situations. so just set a trap near the hanging area. before you hang on the edge, deploy some claymores around you. he will either come from the left or the right, and its your call whether to use c4 or claymores. i paired them together as one set. one on the left, one on the right. if he comes from the right, he'll get the c4 and if he's from the left, he'll get the claymore. i used this method because you can always walk pass your own c4s when you deploy them. its not pretty being surrounded by your own claymores. he'll jump back into the water once he hit the trap. use that moment to set a new trap again. just repeat that and before you know it, you've win without a scratch. though in my case, i took the lights out first, because the shadow trick is deadly.

5. hanging trick agaisnt solidus. i did not perfect solidus, because i wasnt in the mood. lets just say "8 series" played the major role in that. anyway, it is possible to perfect solidus. the same trick, hang on the edges of the roof. he'll walk to you, and just before he strikes, climb up. you'll be invincible when your climbing up, use the his opening, and strike him down. then he'll use those missiles. now, if you're in a good position, you just need to run back to the edge and hang there till the misiles are gone. but if you are certain they are going to hit you even when you are hanging, just climb up. again, you'll be invincible momentarily when you do that. the key is timing. the same applies to solidus' second form. but this is where i lost my mood. my advice, pray hard for luck, and have good timing. in 5 trials, you should perfect solidus....if you are lucky of course.

6. there was this one time, when i was hiding in the locker, and the soldier opened it. in normal cases, you are dead. but, i switch immediately to the box, and he just didnt see me. cant say it'll work for you though.

7. after you defeat those RAYs, theres a scene where solidus will use one of his robotic arms to suck the life out of you. well, no tips here, but just give the triangle buttton all you got. i did, and my hp, was.........exactly the way it was after RAYs. haha.

8. when necessary, use emma as human shield. unlike raiden, emma can survive more than 3 gunshots. tried and tested.........and computer geek can survive bullets much better than a super soldier. so, feel free to be evil.

thats all i guess.....the rest are lost memories. haha

of swing doors and trishaws

so the trip to penang didnt turn out as expected. it was random...and maybe lost too. but i kinda liked it......because surprises are usually nice. but when they are not, i guess there's nothing much we can do. penang has something that sp-ians have lost......heritage. i know im going to sound like a typical singaporean for comparing their small little island with their neighbour. but its true. not only penang has more developed facilities, but some of their heritage survive such progress.

most of their old buildings are properly maintained, i like the ferry....its like somesort of symbol, those old schools, the swing doors i saw in one of those shops on the way to gurney, the toyshops..though it's still not good enough, the old cars....wait, sp's better, we got a maserati. here is the difference, whatever heritage and old stuff penang has, they cherish it, and most of them are in good condition........but here.....well, the maserati says it all doesnt it. its practically abandoned, beyond repair, and nobody notices. even my dad thought it was a toyota and refuse to stop by the shop till i bet with him. people here just dont care.

they have proper trees by the road side, giving the road nice shades........sp-ians just chopped them off. they have a very cool war museum.....we have only the base of what used to be candi in lembah bujang. their schools still have their identities......ours are just lost in translation. we used to have a real, proper motto "finis coronat opus". but now, some genius came up with "ibrahim number 1" which is, if i may....cocky and arrogant. that has replaced "finis coronat opus" as the school motto. ask any form 1 ibrahim kid our motto, it'd be "ibrahim number 1". that number one motto can only be applied when we actually win. what if we lose? look down and leave quietly? with finis coronat opus, we can just shout that at anytime.......cos other people wont understand.....and it's still true in any given situation. we have dewan syed jan, which is said to be haunted.....though its like a huge oven, i'd hate to see it being demolished once we can use the new hall. from mr hoh and mr fletcher's description, i can imagine that the school was really prestigious when they were students here. they said that there was this tree beside the road, and when the leaves fall, and cover the road, it looked beautiful. i really wish to see that. even our school museum is locked and hard to notice. we dont even treasure our school history, so why are we expected to give a damn about how tanah melayu was formed and bla bla bla. our history dated back since 1919, so it should be as old as A&W....yay! but look as us now, everything has change since 1919.....EVERYTHING. and the worse, it wont stop. i dont know what ibrahim will look like when i visit the school 10 years later....if i actually visit it. i doubt i can recognise the place anymore.

though its a different story for penang, with the govt cutting their budget on this opposition state, and those new and multilingual signboards.....i doubt they can hold on to their heritage any longer. for peace sake, why the hell must there be an issue on signboards? its been there for years, and i dont see anybody got lost and starved to death. if anyone got lost in penang, even if a blind got lost in penang, all he had to do is walk straight till he reach the beach, and walk along it till he reach the bridge...then get a bus or smtg. people are already used to this old signboards. most of them are in english....so what? if bahasa kebangsaan is an issue, i dont see the wanita umno issue being discussed in bm completely. come on, rafidah is fine talking in english to the press, i dont see that being discussed by politicians. next, their are going to change butterworth's name to bm. just leave it be. why bother on such small issue? are these signboard going to help us going through the economy crisis?

one of these days, im going to penang again, and im going to take every single photo of everything that passes by my camera lense. who knows? im not gonna let any other heritage fall to the pit of oblivion. after all, i was born in penang.

blog under.........reconstruction. so that is a perfect excuse for the absence of updates. any suggestion for the blog would be appreciated.

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i seriously need to take classes for this kind of computer stuff. damn!

.............................i hate biology

i'll exchange one of my kidneys to get this car restored!



another phone-throwing effect


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a typical sunset at my place....dont ask

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5 Science 2, or what's left of it

the new guy

this is kinda predictable, i mean, barack obama....president of the united states, we all saw that coming. undoubtedly, we all heard about his background too......and we saw those, who are even so remotely related, cheering up, right after the big news. we heard them say about his multicultural exposure during his early years in indonesia, about his blood ties, about his parent.....i even heard mccain congratulating him, so i take that as being a gentleman in accepting defeat. one point for the losing side. no, no, no, this wont be another post about politics. by now, any political blogsphere would have nothing much to talk about as everything is already said and done. anything further would have to wait until 2009.

i was just wondering, that how people react so easily and so predictably in everything. i dont know whether it is a fact that "reaction" is limited to a positive feedback and negative feedback. what happen to the thing in between? what about indifference? yes, this is the usual me talking now.

i guess it is normal human instinct to react only in 2 ways. we cant help but to either support or go agaisnt any stimulus we encounter. for now, the most obvious ones would come in the form of cheering people jumping around, feeling they deserve to share that moment of triumph of obama's presidency, regardless of their nationality, gender, race, or even religion....for once, i can see unity in people, through something that is irrelevant to them in any possible way. apart from those who actually voted for obama, i dont see why the rest of the world is popping up champagnes. yeah, i know, US is the main powerhouse of the world's economy, and pretty much everything else....if they go down, we are soon to follow. but, as for now, they are still sinking. so, why be so happy, why do we all feel somehow relieved, even when no results are yet to be seen. why cant the worldwide celebration be postponed until the world is actually saved? are we going to be another ferrari F1 team, who couldnt wait until hamilton crosses the line and decided for a group hugging session in the pit stop? im not agaisnt obama at all, but i'd hate to hear anyone say "i told you so"....and im sure the majority is with me in this one. but for now, im still wondering, why is the rest of the world celebrating?

all that need to be said is, why are we leaning on his side to begin with? is he the saviour of global stock market? will he call back the army from iraq and actually focus on internal issues like health care and education? will he lead US on the right track? for now, he is nothing, but an american dream, he is nothing but possibilities, he is their hope, and if i may, ours too. but in times of hope, people sit in silence, praying in their hearts....not buying the house a round of drinks, not shaking hands with everyone in the room. people dont rejoice when they found their knight amidst a losing battle, they do that after victory is theirs. so where do we stand now? and what are we doing? now, do i have your attention, or are you seeing nothing but the bottom of the glass pointing towards the ceiling?

sadly, we are born with this sense of preconceived notion, we always take sides...YES, WE DO! no one can deny, that somewhere in their heads, there's a voice whispering either obama's name or mccain's. it doesnt matter whether it is about the US presidency, EPL, or F1.......we are quick to accept or reject anything that is new to us, sometimes without rationalizing, mostly, for no reason at all. for example, if i were to have a poll this very moment, saying that obama will fall, and there would be a nuke war between the US and North Korea......in this hypothetical situation, what would you feel after reading that sentence? did you have an urge to oppose that, asking me "why would you say so".....or did you just nodded without uttering a word? so who actually took more than a minute to decide between the two?

i assume that was the simplest method to express the whole idea of this post, though its accuracy is highly debatable. same goes to the election, same goes to everything. without having a moment of rational thinking, without having second thoughts of what you are about to say.....you have decided, promptly and swiftly, whether you are with me, or agaisnt me. its not about saying it out loud, its just that little voice in your head telling you what to choose between the two right after you finish reading a particular statement. some of us didnt even take the time to reach the dot, jumping the gun, and hoping you are right. reason is, we, in any given situation, need a stand on certain things, so that we know who is our ally, and who are you going to feed the bullets to. it boils down to "us" and "them". nobody wants to be left out, which explains why almost no one is sitting on the fence....because they'll be the first to get shot. so look at us now.....mainly divided only between the two......and the ones rooting for neither, is either ignorant and oblivious.....or waiting for the right moment to speak their minds out. i hope there are more of the latter....because the last laughs are always the best.....and yet, they wont be the ones saying " i told you so"....that's just a different story. the "i told you so" group are always the losing side.....not that they are losers, just that they keep their biased opinion to themselves, pretending to be the wise ones, and hope, that one day, they are right....maybe they are the real losers.....i dont know, do you agree or disagree.......dont say it yet........haha.

its over

the new team 2008
so mani left us, and we were short of one member. we were looking for a replacement, and that person got big shoes to fill....because he is new member, he would have to mix with us...we need all 5 members to work together to pull it off.....and the new guy is going to help the 4 new members after we leave. after some talk, adrian got in. but that means there would be some shuffling of posts. and we another teacher for debate. me and putra retain our original place, vijay had to do 2nd speaker on both sides, and karmen 3rd speaker on both sides too....adrian was going to take any of our place should one of us die before the competition. the new teacher was mr hoh. and this time, we had help from the juniors. last time, we had jason and jordan doing 3rd speaker last year because there was no one else willing to waste their time on us. its always funny looking at them, because they would have no idea what to do or say. this year, kugan and patricia came to help out. and they were going to make the new team next year. it didnt take long for us to get along together.....because it all started from the 1st motion of district level.

district level 08
the 1st motion was something about parents upholding their responsibility on their child's safety. in a hypthetical situation, we all pretended to be in a family....which explains why i got a son, who budded off from me, and i abandoned for my ps2; his foster, dad karmen; the uncle, vijay; the family friend, putra; the auntie, mani; his step siblings, kugan and patricia; his grandma, all the way in pahang;....which left me wondering, does he have a mom....or did i just reproduce asexually? anyway, this time, we started off as govt, and it was putra, vijay and karmen speaking. the rest was me doing opp. the gurun team had these 3 speakers whose pronunciation were a complete mess. we all panic, trying to decipher what the were saying and hoping to have something to rebut later. i got a poi by one of them, and i dont know, for once, i completely rely on my guts and guess what the dude was saying, and i got it right. none of my friends could understand them, and they all wonder how on earth did i answer that poi. semi final was agaisnt convent, our arch nemesis. coming from an all boys shool, we had this prejudice and ego whenever we meet convent. they srew up, mostly the 3rd speaker, for having almost nothing solid to say, and resorted to saying "eating cars" and "freakin" in the house of parliament. the finals was a repeat of 2007, we were up agaisnt bakar arang.....and for once again, they couldnt understand the meaning of "1st runner up"a. imagine how awkward was it, to have two teams cheering at the same time, with one thinking that they really won....it says it all doesnt it.

state level 08
the state was held rather late because of the stupid jpn dudes sitting on their lazy asses staring at the blank wall hoping for fungus to grow on them. they were so lazy to come up with a new set of motions they just reused last years. 1st round was me again, and it was agaisnt the host. their 3rd speaker poi me asking me that if someone were to drive a car, and crash, whose fault is it, the driver or the car.....by simple logic, we all know the answer, but the thought of him asking me that, was downright suicidal.......dont ever mention car unless you seriously know what you are talking about, or i'll just have fun shooting you down. 2nd round, we were up agaisnt some unknown school that beat asma in the district, and it was the ict motion again....except that we were doing govt, and i was prime minister. that was really awkward, and putra wasnt so emotionally stable back then. we moved on the the finals, and met jitra, the same school we beat last year in state level in the 1st round. two of their speakers were the same.....the one with the thick accent and the chinese girl. putra did a repeat of last years state, and so did vijay and karmen. the prime minister had several eye contacts with the speaker of the house, and vijay so kindly pick up the opp's notes that flew away in the middle of the debate.....obviously, they were flirting on stage, but heck, we win. karmen had this aura, when he stared to speak, the sky got darker by the minute, and the wind was violent....its the sign!!!!

the unfinished story
so, we were on our way to the nationals. we got stupid motions, it was in kelantan, and the date kept on changing. then,spm trials were near, and we still havent got a fixed date. it may not be the coolest thing to do, but we decided to withdraw, based on these prospects, we wont gain anything......even though we have finished discussing about all 4 motions, the scripts and preparations were going to take a toll on us. we gave way to jitra, but it was like a boomerang, and we still had to go, as they were not prepared at all, and a month's time is not enough. so, this is it, we have to send the juniors. after some terrible conflict, we've got the new team, consisting my exson, his step siblings, and two new addition to the team who's blood tie is still unknown, eza and alisia (i dont know how to spell ur name la).

wait, its finished, its done

yup, the story has finally ended...the debate story of 2008 finally got its proper ending. i'll keep the results to myself, im not saying it here, its not my story to tell....mine....is over, for good....at least this year...no guarantee i wont be debating after school. so thats it.......i know the details are missing, altered or just irrelevant, but thats all i can remember for now. its sunday, spm is next tuesday......thats my story now.

debate

i know my time is over, i mean, as a debater....secondary school level at least. so, in the spirit of the new beginning of the new debate team, i'll talk about my last two years in the team before any of the juniors can say "thank you mr speaker" on stage.

note.....this is a very long post.

how it started
now, that aside, lets begin. the 1st time i saw a proper debate was like when i was in form 1 or 2, but i do remember seeing gopi, thaalita and malini speak....but maybe not together.....sorry, bad memory. yeah, i still remember gopi and his "policeman in every car" story, and seeing mani on the Syed Jan stage for the very first time. guess they got me into it or something. in form 2, i decided, if not, obliged to the extent of being forced to enter the inter class debate held by the english club....well, i screw up back then, i supposed that's normal for first timers eh? that was my first debating moments, and i dont remember anything about it, except the handshake issue vijay had. then, everything about debate, just stop for a year, maybe due to pmr, i receive no news about debate at all.

form 4, was a different story. i wrote my name on the list of those who wanted to try out for debate and drama. yeah, i went for both. in the early stages, there were a lot more people in both teams....then, most of them just lost interest. so i guess i went to my first debate session with the seniors for a good trashing....i went there late, had to do 3rd, on something about fast food, or voting age. my 1st word that year, "WHATS THE POINT". definitely not my best moment, but hey, for a guy who just got there, i managed to somehow get adila do that scandalous look in denial and disbelieve.......and i still dont know why i said that. by the way, after a not so successful debate session, i went to drama, for only a day, because i was told that we had to choose one or something (again, bad memory). between the two, i chose debate, and im still looking for the reason behind that decision. so went to yet another session, and another, and another....it didnt take long to notice that the number of those coming back were decreasing. after some time, it boiled down to 4 of us, vijay, karmen, putra and me. i think among those who walked off was eujin and nigel, stephanie, chandera, possibly jason and jordan too. to be honest, i didnt get selected into the team....i was all they got, we were whats left of the list.

fast forward ( i forgot again)....we got the topics for district level....maybe at the same time with the HELP debate...which explains why we didnt go. anyway, when the team was formed, i got to know malini and putra, two absolute strangers to me. karmen and vijay and i came from the same primary school, so at least when debate started, i wansnt a complete loner. somehow, all 5 of us just clicked. we just dont fight i guess. in the beginning, i was the prime minister, and putra was the first opposition leader, but by some cosmic fate, mr fletcher, our debate teacher, made the switch, which is why im the opposition leader, and the reason i went on stage far too frequently. you see, the main reason for entering debate, for me, was to skip class. speaking on stage was never part of the plan. there was one senior who did very little debate the previous year because his side was rarely drawn. i entered with the hope of repeating that, and for a moment, i was going to succeed....but the switch just killed my brilliant plan....and there i was, speaking more than i wanted on stage.

the official team 07
so, there was the team, i was the first opposition leader, putra, a more successful prime minister than bodohi, vijay the 2nd opp leader, karmen, the irrelevant casanova speaking as deputy prime minister who once, abused the word "basically"..and the odd one, malini, the 3rd speaker for both sides, who managed to withstand all of our insanity combined...and still maintain her original mental state. we got two teachers in the team, mr fletcher and pn jac.

before i knew it, we started staying back for sessions, sir kept telling us stuff about each motion, news, history....just to give us an idea of the meaning of each motion. after learning that we got opp all the way in the district level, i know i had to work hard....because im speaking and yet, i was the least prepared, maybe still am. debate sessions drag on till 4 or 5 in the evening, and then we got the bonus, skipping class!!....my true aim.

District level 07
then, my first official starting point in a real competition began...agaisnt smk khir johari. pn jac worked her way out to get me less nervous, so since then, i always look at her when debating. moving on to the 2nd round agaisnt smk sin min, a chinese school that sent a non-chinese debate team. i kinda screw that one up, and with the finals in the next few hours, i felt worse. i mean, we heard that the kesh dude was good, so we got intimidated. so, going on a real stage for the 1st time, i killed the prime minister, got the mdm speaker helping me out, and realised that kesh wasnt so good after all. sir said, that was my best performance, one girl said i looked like i was going to cry....i thought "thats all it took?" so yeah, we won, after some confusion in the bakar arang team, who failed to comprehend and differentiate "1st runner up" and "champion", we defended our challenge trophy. that was one of the most awesome day in my life.....i was actually jumping and hugging the dudes there......and it felt as if i were on drugs.

State level 07
went on to state after that, with a lot more confidence. went agaisnt jitra in the 1st round as opp again....sail through that one. and we got to the drawing process.....brimming with confidence in my luck, i went and draw. we got sultanah asma in the next round, on the hardest motion in state level. i thought "damn", mani didnt have time to think, she just started whacking me with files and books. i know, this time, if we fall, its my fault for that stupid draw. i just cant allow the team to loose because of the bad draw. i worked like hell for that motion, stayed up longer than i should writing scripts with lots of drafts....went to school feeling like throwing up....got on stage with one of the biggest nerves, speaking like a drunk, and vijay and mani did just right to defeat the host that year. yeah, we beat sultanah asma, on their homeground, on that motion.....so the whacking stops there....and conspiracies began, where we thought that they were going to poison us with their canteen food or something....but i guess no one died anyway. sir was going to put me on stage regardless of the sides we were on in the finals, and i got that bad feeling of taking over putra's job. i mean, it just didnt look proper. so we had a discussion and agreed that putra was going. knowing that, i was really hoping to get govt that day, because if i do, i can sit down and relax for the 1st time that year. by luck, i got it. yup. WOOOHOOO, im not speaking! we sent putra and karmen for the finals, and that was their very 1st official debate, together with mani as 3rd. and it turn out to be awesome. putra had his cool and this air around him, karmen had his one-hand-card-flipping technique, got hit on the head when putra was adjusting the mike, and the debate was held with a useless mike on our side. regardless of that, we won and got our tickets to kuching.

Nationals 07
this is it. we never thought we were going to make it, but we were on our way to the airport. i still tak puas because i didnt get to sit in karmen's 3 series. ok, we stopped by klia wearing that stupid jpn yellow shit smelling like durians and pineapples, terrorized the place, left for kuching, putra got poisoned in the plane, i was related to the air stewardess for no reason. when we got there, we just checked in into our rooms and lock ourselves up. didnt bother making friends in the beginning. the next day, 1st round agaisnt terengganu as opp....which was easier than expected...and the dudes were kinda cool i guess. 2nd day, opp against selangor. you notice the pattern, in all the debates that year, we only got govt once, thats when i drew once out of 4 times. the rest were opps. which means, my plan to be a dormant speaker didnt work out...and thats a good reason to be an agnostic....some external force were agaisnt me, and i retaliated by ignoring its existence! ok, back to selangor, where we lost. hmm, dichotomy was too hard on them, even the judges, because they didnt get the idea. some of us cried, some went emo, the rest were just blur....i was drinking coke. so then, we sat in the hall while the 2nd debate was on between penang and some other state....and perhaps their idea of "car bumper" worked fine on the judges. after that, the host's students, was it st thomas?....came to us and said we should have won agaisnt selangor...coming from complete strangers, i was kinda touched by their sincerity....all of us were perhaps. but we didnt sulk for long. when we got back to the room, all hell broke loose. went for the tour to the clay factory, bought our pengetua a gift which he seems to forget the meaning behind it, got this stupid "pelawat" sticker from the factory, and we found lots of them on selangor's door...that was unity...and a classic. we went to the muzeum, making some video, dicovered that art was porn, and still is in the art gallery. look, the dragon thing was banging that man, and it was obvious...so if its not porn, im a saint! i fitted a whole ice cream cone in my mouth, guess vj still has the photo somewhere. back to the room, where me, mani and karmen didnt bother socializing with the rest, while putra and vijay lost the track of time admist all of their moments in getting to know yet more people. of course, the grudge against selangor was still there, and we always support whatever team that was agaisnt them. by some jinx, they got in the finals, and most of us thought they didnt deserve to be there at all. i mean, denying you are the government when that stupid card on the table is saying you are is complete foolish. at least, sabah beat them in the end, and we admit it, sabah was a good team. they had this amazing synchronization and uniformity we have never seen before. went back straight after the finals, and again we terrorized klia. we were pushing the trolley with putra on it. we were young and bored, thats all i got in my defence.

i'll do 2008 on the next post. ciao

overdose perhaps

im not in the best condition to do anything now. there are a thousand ways to describe me now, but i'll make it very short........im sick, pissed off and frustrated.

cant actually study, cant do anything, typing this post is costing me my neck, cant bother defending whats right, cant bother arguing, cant bother to change their minds, cant bother to text anyone anymore, cant bother anything at all.

now, i've got the most valid reason for this post, i just took the heaviest medication in my life 3 hours ago, and the drugs are supposed to just make me sleep like a dead person two hours ago...and im still here. so if you are expecting a long post, you are not getting one this time......hey, i still like proving people wrong.....because there isnt much to talk about....not like i can be bothered right now eh? by the way...happy deepavali....i know its a bit early, but i just wana wish first in case i couldnt make it...yeah, maybe i couldnt make it after all.

forgive and forget

i wasnt planning to talk about politics, but i cant find any other stuff to talk about in this blog. so if this is the only way to update, i have no other choice. of course, you can just skip this post if you want to. lets start with the recent mca stuff.....or whatever that was. i dont care who became the head, but i heard the man, who asked the people to forget the past, got the deputy post. ok, maybe it wont be so political at all, i mean this post. so thank you mr-caught-on-video-in-a-cheap-hotel, for not making me another raja petra, or any other blogger insane enough to worship politics. frankly, its everywhere.....politics! too much in my school. this morning, the principal told us that the uniform body should consist of all the races, and that the perception of a specific body for each race shouldnt be there at all. lets get back to reality, for my school at least. the 1st row of teachers, all the PKs, are they not under the same race? dont preach unless you've got your own backyard cleaned. 2nd, i mean no harm to anyone, especially not to any saint john member in particular...i mean, generally, they've done some good....but in my school, its kinda of a different story. the politics are too obvious, the polarization is too much, and the members are mainly made up of stereotypes......no offence intended. what i meant was, the world sucks because we learn how to make it that way in school. yupp, no denying, the old have showed us the way the world goes, and we learnt only from the best, not to mention the effort of trying to surpass the master. at this rate, my generation could be the worst in history.

talking about history, i've strayed enough. oh yes, history.....this is one thing i remember from the textbook, "those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it" said someone who lived sometime ago. and there we go, listening to the guy who's learnt his lesson, and telling everyone to forget the past. how convenient.

the past made us into who we are today. its a part of you that never go away. it sticks, most of the time, it sucks, but it is you. i'd like to live in a world where everyone can forgive and forget, for a day or two, and see how happy the world would be. but theres no fun in that, thats why im not staying for long. everyone got their stories, everyone got secrets, just because his was caught on video, doesnt mean he can run away from it. maybe im wrong, the people forgave him...he got the seat no? but im not asking him to step down or anything, i dont care about the chaotic political circumstances that has been running this country to the brink of self destruction, im just interested in ideas and principles, and especially the way they are conveyed in words. some are lost in translation and make no sense when spoken in a different tongue, most are not worth mentioning at all....so i take pleasure in looking for those who just get me going.

again, back to the topic, if i do this in my essay,all the drifting, im dead. the past. you can ask people to forgive you for the wrongdoings in the past, but dont expect them to forget. to forgive is to accept the person into the society again after he's pay for his sin, to forget is to ignore it completely and assume it never happen. i dont know who came up with that cliched phrase, but to me, its just another stupid way to act all innocent and be a saint in front of everyone. im willing to pay for my sins, well, at least in terms of ethics......if i consider religion in the picture......its a long story. but i dont expect people to forget it, i dont want to exactly put it in a box and bury it somewhere. well, thats how we learn from our mistakes. we fall, we get up, and we remember the moment before we fall, why and how did we fall, and we will try not to fall again. thats how the brain works, its stores info and keep it for you.....its up to you how to relate it. if you are just going to forget everything and repeat it again, then go sell off your brains or put it in the blender and hit on, while you can dedicate yourself to being just another machine which never learn anything, they just do the same thing over and over again. i mean, even a simple car alarm has a memory, so why cant we keep ours?

the last time you screw something up, do you remember it? why? because you intend not to repeat it again. if everything can be forgotten, then theres nothing to stop anyone from commiting any mortal sin. the past constructed us....., surely, there are times of glory, and there are times when we fall, but thats the point of the whole thing.....to learn from it. even vengeance shouldnt be forgotten. you should forgive those who wronged you, but you should never forget them, or what they did........like shakespear put it

"if you prick us do we not bleed?
if you tickle us do we not laugh?
if you poison us do we not die?
and if you wrong us shall we not revenge?"

its normal human reaction. cause and effect. maybe there are those noble enough to forgive, but i ask of you, do not forget......it will cost you more than you can afford. me? i'll stick to being an average guy who pays a punch in the face with another. then i can forgive......but not forget.

my past has been full of everything, and i know i've hurt a few along the way.....and im not asking for forgiveness.....let alone to forget it. there are those choices made because the other could have been worse, or because out of plain ignorance and stupidity.......though some might have seemed like a necessity at certain times. i ask of you, for any wrong or right i've done, you can put it behind, you can let it go, you can have your revenge if you are smart enough, just dont let forgetfulness gets a hold on you.

random?

life so far isnt so bad.....i know spm is really near, and by that, i should be running around like a headless cockroach looking for books to read or exercise to do.....but hey, pressure's not on me. somehow, it was never there. maybe i've been taking exams too lightly. what kind of dude spends the day before bio paper looking for action figures, or perhaps only have 2 hours of sleep before taking add math.........a really weird bloke eh?

how about playing ball in the physics lab....how does that sound? a few hours back, the gang and i went really hysteric about the 240 volvo, and for a very good reason. cant say what it was specifically, but i was really glad we stopped before we get into serious trouble.....but that sure was fun....fatally scary, but fun......must learn how to have that kind of guts first before even trying that....., after spm sounds like a nice idea.

about debate........thats still not confirmed. 8th of october was supposed to be the big day of debate, but it just passed by me the same like any other day.....cos again, it has been postponed. i heard the 25th of this month, maybe even november. if so, hell, im not going, but i know who will, the juniors! with some practice, they can do serious damage to the opponents........i take this as giving them free tickets to the nationals, should there be one. if they really go, i insist they bring the videocam.......should be fun seeing them having their very first official debate in the nationals.....agaisnt less tall people most likely. though i got the feeling we wont have one this year, which is backed by those endless postponements, i hope they can go.....thats the least we can do for them for helping the team out.

trials wasnt so smooth....got my first B out of 4 subjects so far.......expectedly....pendidikan islam. what a waste, 2 more marks to A la, or was it 3. accounts was dissapointing, cos the paper was easy and i was expecting to get higher....english was still.........overrated......how can chuah only get 43 for that essay? i reckon 46 and above, but hey, dampervan gave the marks......and by some cosmic fate (simply known as favouritism), i got 44 for the most emo essay i've ever handed in which i prefer to call as TRASH. ah, she's not marking my spm, ought to be fair.....which means im getting lower for the real thing. est was .......on the line by my standards, cause i was pretty careless, but i believe sir was very lenient on us. as for other subjects, i expect to see more Bs this time. the leaked question issue and the retest was stupid and horrible. i confess i did take a look at the leaked question circulating around, but i dont think it would make much difference considering the subjects....they were just like some confidence booster. it was wrong, and i believe the retest was a futile effort to make it right.

thats enough for an update.....at least better than some photos of a lamp pole (not melissa, a real one) and a lower half of my action figure which is 400km away from me now, as the direct result of me not being able to read japanese.......should have just googled it the other day. never thought they'd have the products in full details. now, time to hit the books.....correction, time to try to hit the books. haha, what are the odds eh?

S.O.S

can anyone help me translate this to english........please?

let it rain

tagged

RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

RULE #2 Tag 10 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. continue this game by sending it toother people.

1. do you have secrets?
who doesnt?

2. if you can have a dream come true, what would it be?
i dont want it to come true, its way too impossible to have a happy ending with it.

3.What are the things that can cheer you up when things go wrong?
friends, songs, ps, running around, jumping, punching objects....or people

4.What would you do with a billion dollars?
anything i want with it.........its my money

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
who's got a say in that? im no fortune teller

6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
neither and both

7.If you had 3 wishes, what would they be?
i'd wish for a billion dollars, to be remembered and to leave no physical trace of my existence when im gone......im weird, but theres a reason for it, theres a reason for anything.

8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
1st, bang my head agaisnt the wall, then wish that person the best of luck in life.

9.. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?
winning stuff, winning some games, the gang and families........being free from anything

10. What takes you down the fastest?
myself, especially when i think way too much.

11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
that would be 27, i believe i'll have my car, a small house, most likely remain single and grow sideways.

12. Who is currently the most important people to you?
everyone i know, i do mean everyone.

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?
whichever that makes feel better.

15. Would you give all in a relationship?
what kind of a relationship we're talking about? hey, dont blame me, the question wasnt specific, so thats my response.

16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
neither, its not fair for anyone.

17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?
sure, after that someone has pay for it.

18.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?
whichever that suits me better.....how the hell am i suppose to know

19. What's the hardest thing for you?
knowing myself.

20. would you like to become someone else?
.........................

i'll tag 10 people for sure, that would be the other me's from different times, and see whether the other 10 ben's would still reply in the same way no matter how time has change. hey, i still play by the rules.....rite son, who happen to tagged me? hey, im only doing this cos you finally post smtg new.

waking up

i dont remember the last time i dream, but im sure i'd need to flip the calendar pages. dreams are never just dreams, they always mean something.....or that's what i used to believe. dreams are the projection of your subconscious thoughts that has been buried deep inside your head, or things that you never have realised before. they can be the sweetest lost memories or nightmares you thought you've got over with, they can be your deepest desire that you have never known....or it's just your head thinking too much with the REM tagging along in your sleep.

this morning, i woke up from the most cruel dream. it wasnt a nightmare. i believe that it was my personal goal, something that i wanted at that moment. the dream wasnt about me losing something important, instead, it showed me the most wonderful possibilties i can ever think of, the most beautiful thing that can happen to me. i bet i had the biggest smile in my life in my sleep. then, i woke up. thats when reality came down to my consciousness.....where it just crushed everything. the dream was nothing wrong, except that it gave me hope, the slightest faith in such event that it would be real one day, and it would be mine. to be given hope at one moment, and then have it snatched away and smashed to pieces before you can make sense out of it, makes me wonder.......so should i really stop dreaming?

afterall, dreams are nothing but a blanket covering you from the blinding light of reality....you can only hide there for a moment.....the longer you stay inside, the more your eyes are going to hurt when you come out. for a moment, i really thought that it was gonna real.....everything became clear, what i wanted to do, what i should do......everything fits perfectly. that last for a minute or so.......then it just vanished into thin air. now, im left with despair and nothing more. kinda hope i never dreamt in the first place now. damn!

cats got 9 lives, i got 2 now

i think this is one of the rare moments in life where i actually balanced all my accounts questions in test, so that was a huge relieved. bio killed me yesterday.

avoiding making a report about trials, i got a question thats been in my head for what it seemed like a long time, a very long time, when in fact, it was just days ago. what would you do if you can be another person entirely in the eyes of different people......its not acting like a hypocrite, but just trying to be another person for the fun of it, and discovering which type of personality better suits you. this is, what i see it as, the solution for the road not taken....except this is just about playing different roles at certain times. this is how you can take both roads, by becoming two separate person at the same time......like jekyll and hyde, except you are not some mad and sick scientist who enjoys beating the shit out of innocent people when you become the other person.

it does sound very tempting, because this is how you can see how life goes in two different ways. and i felt that i've been doing it lately. im being another person at certain specific times, when im with certain specific people, because i want to know how does it feel like to be a "new me". it does sound like you are having another life.......but this is.........plain awesome. how often can one person enjoy two separate lives at the same time.

this is not about a serial killer who acts normal in the day, and a murderer at night. this is not bruce wayne being batman. ok, maybe its cool to be batman....imagine the toys you got. anyway, this is how you can get two life experiences without two lifetimes.

and im doing it unconsciously nowadays.......to the extent i ask myself sometimes, WHAT AM I DOING? i know this not what the my normal-self would do, but i just did that out of free will. this epiphany is confusing...because i think im trying to not just be a different person now, but the exact opposite of me now.....and i seriously dont know what i want to be. is it that 95% introvert or the outspoken smartass? im sorry if i act this way to anyone, i truly am, because then, i felt like i just lied about everything, about myself.

sketching myself isnt so easy now, is it?

cant think of a title now....so its random

soft......thats new. i didnt expect that coming....not ever, especially not from him....but if thats the way to go, then let it be. havent been blogging for some time, cos theres nothing much going on....except of one little conpsiracy i suspect my mom is pulling.

of everything in this wolrd, she bought a psp....now, im not showing off,......ok, just a little. but she got it exactly a week before my trial starts, thats tomorow. i'd comprehend better if she got me stationaries, or books, maybe even a pillow, but a psp....whoooa, i still need time to digest that. not only the psp, she bought me a new dualshock for the ps2....the original one from japan. money fall from the sky more often than this....this is too much. being someone who thinks too much, i suspect that this is like a hostage situation. you dont study, the controller goes to your cousin, you screw your trials, PRAAKK, psp broken in half. it just might be...reverse psychology, except with psp and dualshock.

which is why i've been with books since then. here's a fact, i finished reading chemistry in one day, and form 5 sejarah in the another. damn, the last two chapters of sej is a real pain in the backside. and my add math sucks. 41 over 80, i felt like jumping off the building. damn, im dead. the fact that my agama paper 1 is on the same day as sej paper 2 has been bugging me. who on earth arranged that stupid schedule. the next day all 3 chemistry papers. tomorow? only one freakin paper, sej 1.....12.30-1.30....dont ask.

to go off at a tangent, i realised that sometimes, i leave words behind while writing. its not grammatical error....when i write, i think in my head....and i do think faster than i can write....so in order to keep the idea coming nonstop, i unconsciously leave words behind.....like the word "be", or "will"......its funny that my english teacher didnt see that. it's funny i do that. its like i forgot to write the word down, and assume i've already written it. gotta change this habit quickly, english paper is on tuesday, what used to be pj day.

another thing, i found another song from sara bareilles, and i really love this one...notice the word love and not like. yes, im obsessed with it....its bittersweet. i notice that her album doesnt have bittersweet and tread water, and i wonder....why on earth is it not there. and her love song which has been repeated for months on the radio is killing me....enough of the same song over and over again.....go change it.

and congrats cha.....just dont hang around library again.....its not the best place in the world.

one down, a lot more to go

spm trials is kinda near, and im here. to get rid of the guilt of not sitting down trying to study for sejarah, i stayed up till 3 yesterday, so i can update this blog.....and talk about stuff that has been on my mind for....quite a number of days. well, after reading that dude's blog, im pretty sure one thing has been cleared. its weird that i dont feel like killing the dude, so i guess thats the way it is, and i'll leave it be, sit back, and watch a story unveiling itself in a matter of time.....and what a good story that is. so i was wrong, and im glad i was.

if anyone can figure that out, they wouldnt have a problem cracking the da vinci code.

i can go on and make you more confused, but im changing the topic, and poof, DEBATE. the dates are the 8th of october, though its not been fixed yet, nothing was ever fixed at all. so thats a month before spm. that would be the best reason not to go.......but as always, its never that easy. sir has been preaching to us about the prospects of going, take it positively, its our last year, our last chance, and what a waste it would be to put it aside. sure, we can have a debate whether we should go or not, but i predict that the outcome is gonna in the form of jigsaw puzzles, with half of the pieces missing. i've heard it way too many time, "it'd be a waste not to go and finish the job" in my head.....but if its a job, then its not fun, so it pointless in doing something thats not fun.

debate is supposed to be a fun thing to do, and when obligation starts to swirl in that room and posses everyone, its a job, which makes me feel like not going at all. i hate to rebut sir, but i dont see that as a waste, two years in the debate team is never a waste, even if we lose or die on our way to kelantan, and pulling out is not a waste either. i've gain so much because it was fun, but this time, i doubt it'd be like last year, where we were there just to try our luck. if we go this time, im sure the form five dudes are going to find a reason to justify their presence in kelantan instead of at home studying their asses off....and if we lose in that condition, im afraid its gona do us some damage, and definitely spm. even if we win, i dont think the trophy is worth it.

thanks to that endless postponements, i've lost my spirits, and so have some of us, minus putra. without it, we are better off reading textbooks, rather than forcing ourselves to go debate. i have the ability to go, i got the permission to go, i just dont want to go. i got the "can", but i dont have the "want"...thats what really matters.....desire, objective...u name it.

if we go, then we are trying to do some justice to the hours we put in debate. then, we would be trying to claim the lost time by having the national trophy. i felt that sir is trying to do that, he's trying to justify that countless of hours of debate session. but the more we do that, the more we are afraid those hours spent will do us no justice, that it'd be gone to waste.

LET IT GO, the hours, the effort, do not try to justify that by going to kelantan, that is not way it is supposed to be. go if you WANT TO GO! too bad i lost that feeling already. im letting it go, the chance of being national champ, the chance to go up the stage and blast some debaters.....because i just dont want it anymore.

and dude, as in the one confused, if you are reading this, good luck with that confusion of yours....deep shit eh? me? i just got out of it, thanks to the freedom of speech, and the beauty of words...plus the internet.

another lazy post

this is my taman

this is whats next to my pc monitor

a bunch of indescribable light sources taken by swinging the phone

this is easier if there was an earthquake

for this one, i threw the phone and make it spin like crazy.....then try to catch it successfully. i was really bored.....

friday morning nonsensical talk

this may be weird coming from me, but tm has been better lately. my connection has been down twice in the past 5 days.....and it only took them a day each time to get it fixed. or.....the line has a mind of its own and decides when to be reliable according to moods.

either way, im here, and actually typing something longer than a few lines or put some photos. been lazy lately.....AHEEEM busy! not that theres nothing to post, but its no big stuff....like i didnt get selected for national service. its funny that the word "tahniah" can actually make people depressed and worried. so im happy to be able to spend some time in this dead town while my buddies go to the rest of malaysia firing m16s.....hopefully at megatron, and that racist and that extremist.....now i feel like going if i can do that.

my initial plan if i got ns was to just spend 3 months in some unknown place, get some money, and shape up. its gonna be 3 months without anything civilized, so maybe i'd have more discipline to get those muscles pumping.....but thats not happening is it? so im gonna remain as a potato couch for the rest of my life.....which has been shorten due to the discovery that coke is killing me. dont think it matter that much....for now at least.

now, im having my holidays, and the only plan i have is to finish reading every single revision book i got for the trials....but thats gonna fail because im here typing. i cant seem to find the most condusive time to study. the evenings are so hot, switching the aircon on is just a waste of money cos i'll fall asleep. at nite, i'll be far too sleepy to hold on to any book for more than 1 hour. this has been going on for days, and i dont see myself being productive.

in fact, i havent been doing anything else lately. i got too lazy to actually look for a decent present for a friend, been too lazy to bother about homework, been injured again in pj......trust me, that hurt a lot, been splurging way too fast till my money-making-jeans cant cope. u dont believe me? everytime i wear them, everytime, there's money inside.....the 1st time was 10 bucks, last week was 5, yesterday was 1, hours earlier 5 bucks. its not my money, cos im kinda broke now. so have to wear them more often now eh?

lately, sara bareilles's tread water has been ringing in my head. its one of her live performances i guess, and im obsess with it now. has been listening to it over and over again. treadwater is just another simple song, sang all alone by sara, and the she's playing the only musical instrument, the piano.

why the obsession? put on your mp3, lie down anywhere, close your eyes. then you'd be imagining the sky getting gloomy, the sun hiding itself behind the covers of the fluffy clouds, with its rays crawling out of the small openings of the big white canopy, and you in the middle of the lake in a small boat, carried away by the gentle touch of the waves, with slight drizzles of rain falling down, unaffected by the whistles of the wind that barely sets the floating leaves sailing to the boat. now, you'd really wish you have a camera at that time. well you dont need one.....because thats what memories are for.......to put a smile on your face......for free.

the world is full of free things, its just that we dont know how to treasure it.

reasons why nikon doesnt justify sagem

this is what the sagem for!

clock tower at 60km/h

traffic light+lots of brake lights+quick hands

dont ask

guess.......?

im jealous

AND SMILING AT THE SAME TIME.......provided my theory and assumptions are true.

haha, go figure!

koko crunch....oops, day!

i always get injured when playing stuff....on tuesday, i got the deathblow during pj. today, when i was playing timbang bola with some guys, one dude dont get the idea of timbang and kicked like it was a penalty shot.....the ball flew....hard.......and slammed my face. that wasnt very nice.

anyway, today is koko day, or fiesta koko. it started in the morning, with slight drizzles, and dragged till 4 in the evening, thanks to pengetua's orders. same as always, we got the stupid speeches, the lame perbarisan, the rather interesting silat and taekwondo performance, and the sales. kudos to silat especially, cos for a moment, i was awed by the fact that adam actually lifted a guy off...too bad he didnt throw him or break his back....and the sword they were using were real, well, it did get stuck to the ground, so i take that as real.

the sales was a total rip-off. the activities were kinda dull. but i like the cake deco event....cos i thought i could free load of them later....but all i get was icing. enough talk, here are photos....from my hp. had i brought the digicam, im fairly convinced it would have been broken to pieces thanks to the shaolin soccer dude.

cikgu jamal's cake











audrey's cake in the making...and thats her little big head.

a yellow box means ur not supposed to stop there....but this dude parked his car terus. cekap!

it was raining....and we played under the dark gloomy sky for a while...then the sun came to kill us.

the saga continues

as you can see, this is the saga....its silver, and has no side indicator lights. look, its not there!! and its 40k! proton, go DIE! and the rear suspension is too soft, if the 430 litres trunk is fully loaded with the rear seats fully occupied by 3 average sized people, the headlamps would be pointing at the night sky and we'd be doing a wheelie if we hit a speedbumb

look at that! what on earth? why would anything need that much grease for? its just a door.


40k and no power window for the rear seats? and its so full of cheap plastics.

the wheels has a sticker and the nuts are coloured/stained for no reason.

like the badge though, didnt look so bad...except for that curve below the badge...its ugly.

and this would not be possible without the digicam i got recently. its a nikon, and its got 7mp. i can freakin zoom and see dust on this car.

the saga....literally!

today, my dad drove all of us, minus my bro, to ipoh to get our new car, well, my bro's new car. dont ask why we got it from ipoh, dont ask why we didnt get it delivered, im just clueless about that also.

2 hours of drive from sp to ipoh in my x-trail was boring....2 hours drive back in the saga was interesting, and tormenting. interesting because its a new car, and i looked, studied the car in every possible angle.....tormenting cos the results was just as expected.

the seats are too soft, the back seat has not adjustable head rest, so if you got height issues, sit in front. of course, sitting in front would require you to put on even thicker ear muffs to save your ears from that shrieking campro engine. its a 1.3 litre campro high end model, with a driver airbag, no abs, and yet, worth the money, minus some little details, which i cant help but notice.

1. the seatbelts are weird, and cant be adjusted. driving the car in the afternoon taught me not to go near the seatbelts, cos they are hot, really hot!
2. the nuts are coloured for no reason, not coloured, stained. what on earth did this car went through before? rally to the top of the titiwangsa?
3. the speedometer are so freakin dull, and i hate the led display, oh c'mon, the gauges for the fuel level aint helpful.
4. the noise is piercing my skull.....i know its an auto. what i didnt know was that when the car goes uphill, the transmission is so stupid it keep shifting up and down for fun.
5. the radio isnt so bad, its a clarion, it even got a cd player. hmm, not so bad....then i found out it was a real cd player, so forget mp3s. u aint playing those in this car.
6. the doors sounds so horrible when you close them. instead of a solid absorbing sound, it was like "clunk". and the bonnet and trunk was even worst.
7. the door locks are so cheap, and almost impossible to open when you have oily hands.
8. the dashboard was kinda dull, and it had this huge open compartment in front of the front passenger seat, which might break your nose in a head on collision.
9. the glove box slanted open, instead of straight, so that was a waste of space.
10. the door hinges was full of grease....and they came in chunks the size of mother of all asteroids.
11. the clock only comes in 24 hour system
12. the carpets are made to trap cockroaches. they are like my cousin's hair, all curly.
13. the trunk opens with a spring system, which might work 50 trillion years ago. and they are so freakin full of grease too. and the trunk have this tiny little lamp which rendered to be nothing but to kill your battery faster.
14. the tail is kinda high when you stand near it, and it does look weird sideways.

so i guess thats it.......after day one.
14 issues on day one. the car isnt so bad eh? but hey, its not mine, its my bro's.