This video is actually from a mini-series of nine other video by the same author. This one's number 5. Crank the volume, sit back and relax.
I recommend you watch #3, #7 and #9.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
We have a theme song now?
INVADERS MUST DIE - THE PRODIGY (OST - Hse 111)
Its one of those spur of the moment (is it rite? is it spur?) when we decided (since its mutual agreement is a rare thing, other deciding its time to get something to eat) to agree on something: a theme song. What is it for? God knows. We thought it was cool, so that settles it.
How did we come to this agreement? Well, democracy of course. Eric and I totally agreed. Najib was ok with it. Nazmi and Daus didn't gave any comment on the matter, so we'll take that as a yes. Wawan strongly disagrees (F*** YOU! DEMOCRACY WINS!) Jackie was ineligible to vote because he's not a resident and he rarely visits us (sombong. mentang-mentang ada kawan baru di Cemara).
Yeah. So the votes were unanimous and democracy prevails. Invaders Must Die is officially our theme song. Its fast, adrenaline pumping and most important, very MANLY. There weren't any other song proposed due to popular suggestion (or shall we put it as "purposely rejected"). If you'd like to listen to it, its available on the widget located conveniently on my sidebar.
p/s: its NOT techno. its electronica.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Good Advice
Good People of the Internet,
A word of advice:
Whenever you are preparing lunch/dinner in the kitchen, please make sure you have your shirt on (at least an apron). Especially if your food needs to be fried (both stir and deep). This will ensure your culinary experience will be a fine and pleasant one.
Thank You.
p/s: Vanessa Hudgens likes to walk around her home naked *grrr*
A word of advice:
Whenever you are preparing lunch/dinner in the kitchen, please make sure you have your shirt on (at least an apron). Especially if your food needs to be fried (both stir and deep). This will ensure your culinary experience will be a fine and pleasant one.
Thank You.
p/s: Vanessa Hudgens likes to walk around her home naked *grrr*
Monday, February 16, 2009
Put your game face on
Hi, I'm kinda lazy lately.
Have you ever wondered how your face looks when you play your video games? This video has some suggestions for you. I hear a lot of COD4 going on in the video.
"How do you feel about bullets?"
Have you ever wondered how your face looks when you play your video games? This video has some suggestions for you. I hear a lot of COD4 going on in the video.
"How do you feel about bullets?"
Holy sh*t!
....is the first thing I said when I saw these videos. I believe that there's something called talent. Trust me, these things are very hard to pull off. I can't find ways to emphasize that fact very much like it should be. These people live on this thing (memang taim budak-budak tak mau belajar, main saja kerjanya. jajal budak2 ni). Please watch.
Also this one. This is cinematographically awesome.
These vids should WOW geeks like me. I should get back to work now.
Also this one. This is cinematographically awesome.
These vids should WOW geeks like me. I should get back to work now.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Desensitized?
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING POSTED VIDEOS ARE OF GRAPHIC (VIOLENT) NATURE. VIEW AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
As a boy, I've seen my share of real life violence and gore. Or least on the screen. I'm not talking about those movies or TV shows or whatever. I'm talking about Holocausts, or, even worse, Faces of Death (1, 2, 3, and so on). What kind of videos are these? They are videos of real event, where the lives of the stars are spent on the recorder. Ranging from murder, accidents, freak accidents and punishment. Just how graphic? Very graphic. I'm sorry if I had brought the curious kitties out of all of you, but if you haven't seen them, make sure it stays that way. SERIOUSLY.
It made me think (after a brief moment of traumatic shock). We humans are just lumps of soft meat and bones, aren't we? I mean, it seems very easy and convenient to see some unfortunate guys to splatter out like that. Turns out we're not that tough after all. More terrifying: its what happens before they finally kick it. That final desperate vocalization. They're not that long shrieking sound like we see in the movies. They were rather short and abrupt. I keep having dreams about those short, abrupt screams.
After watching these videos below, I began to think (again). Every time I play those games I play (COD4, CS:S, and all), it feels different. Every click on my uber-awesome mouse somehow means something. Now, every barrage of munitions I send towards my AI enemies feels different. I thought, "they were shooting at real people with real lives" and "here I'm doing something closely similar but why didn't feel anything?" Instead, every kill is a joy worth celebrating. Far from being punished, we are rewarded for expressing extreme prejudice towards our fellow man (or virtual men, that is).
You have been spared. The following video is captured at a distance and images of men are obscured by thermal imaging. Most of the gory details have been removed. But I think I can see pieces lying on the ground. This is a compiled footage of an Apache gunship on strafing missions. I could only imagine the sheer terror those fleeing men below must have felt.
Gory details is not obvious in the next one. Its a propaganda video filmed by an Iraqi sniper team. The purpose: to help further promote Jihad and boost morale of the Iraqi resistance. It was broadcasted on national television. This team has inflicted 688 allied troop casualties and operate in a civilian vehicle. Even though there's no blood or any kind of splatter, the way those men collapsed to the ground is VERY REAL and VERY TERRIFYING. Especially at 13:40. He's a confirmed kill.
Am I here to justfiy whether these people deserve what happened to them?
Nope. Never been to war before. I live a safer life and type scathing remarks safely behind the computer screen. Nope, my words don't worth shit.
As a boy, I've seen my share of real life violence and gore. Or least on the screen. I'm not talking about those movies or TV shows or whatever. I'm talking about Holocausts, or, even worse, Faces of Death (1, 2, 3, and so on). What kind of videos are these? They are videos of real event, where the lives of the stars are spent on the recorder. Ranging from murder, accidents, freak accidents and punishment. Just how graphic? Very graphic. I'm sorry if I had brought the curious kitties out of all of you, but if you haven't seen them, make sure it stays that way. SERIOUSLY.
It made me think (after a brief moment of traumatic shock). We humans are just lumps of soft meat and bones, aren't we? I mean, it seems very easy and convenient to see some unfortunate guys to splatter out like that. Turns out we're not that tough after all. More terrifying: its what happens before they finally kick it. That final desperate vocalization. They're not that long shrieking sound like we see in the movies. They were rather short and abrupt. I keep having dreams about those short, abrupt screams.
After watching these videos below, I began to think (again). Every time I play those games I play (COD4, CS:S, and all), it feels different. Every click on my uber-awesome mouse somehow means something. Now, every barrage of munitions I send towards my AI enemies feels different. I thought, "they were shooting at real people with real lives" and "here I'm doing something closely similar but why didn't feel anything?" Instead, every kill is a joy worth celebrating. Far from being punished, we are rewarded for expressing extreme prejudice towards our fellow man (or virtual men, that is).
You have been spared. The following video is captured at a distance and images of men are obscured by thermal imaging. Most of the gory details have been removed. But I think I can see pieces lying on the ground. This is a compiled footage of an Apache gunship on strafing missions. I could only imagine the sheer terror those fleeing men below must have felt.
Gory details is not obvious in the next one. Its a propaganda video filmed by an Iraqi sniper team. The purpose: to help further promote Jihad and boost morale of the Iraqi resistance. It was broadcasted on national television. This team has inflicted 688 allied troop casualties and operate in a civilian vehicle. Even though there's no blood or any kind of splatter, the way those men collapsed to the ground is VERY REAL and VERY TERRIFYING. Especially at 13:40. He's a confirmed kill.
Am I here to justfiy whether these people deserve what happened to them?
Nope. Never been to war before. I live a safer life and type scathing remarks safely behind the computer screen. Nope, my words don't worth shit.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Laporan Terkini: Hari Ini
Yes, I am SO pathetic. But who cares? I like it. Gheeheehee.
(Status: tak tau malu)
(Status: tak tau malu)
Every time
At first,
You discovered what it is. Definitely.
Then,
You get to see how. Slowly.
The third time,
You begin to understand why. Hopefully.
It takes no time to happen,
but it takes you years to know what it is.
You discovered what it is. Definitely.
Then,
You get to see how. Slowly.
The third time,
You begin to understand why. Hopefully.
It takes no time to happen,
but it takes you years to know what it is.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Somewhere over the rainbow
A beautiful tune by Eva Cassidy (accessible on my sidebar).
Dorothy
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high.
There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, Away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then - oh, why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh, why can't I?
Dorothy
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high.
There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, Away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then - oh, why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh, why can't I?
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
woefully advanced: inexpensive but cheap
88+ degrees, and I'm not even overclocking the damn thing. My laptop is so OVERHEATED that I am using it to reheat a burger, literally. I could remove the cooler and cook some fresh burgers.
Stupid factory defects. Its past its warranty period. I'm thinking of sending it to a service center but I know its going to cost me a lot of MONEY I DON'T HAVE. My advice: be careful when choosing stuff that costs lesser than others in the same class. Gosh, technology can be very frustrating.
On a lighter note, found a kitty while dining around "lilin-lilin". It was cute, clean and lice-free (I checked!). However, I can't take it home. Every time we do, they end up being roadkill. Its maybe because they were trying to cross the road on the way home from a night out.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Asian Horror Movie Stereotype
Got this from a friend. I'm not saying that it is real. These things have rarely been real.
Just watch.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Re: Beautiful
To compare one's beauty to inanimate objects is almost an injustice. Or a total injustice, at all.
When I said that "love that comes from intellectual stimulation", I was not merely saying that intellectual beauty is limited to one's wisdom and/or intelligence. It is not limited to the popular mantra "beauty is in the eye of the beholder". It is not just beauty of what the eyes can see, the hands could touch. It is beyond.
There are two ways/ideas of how you yourself can perceive beauty, ones that will actually lead to attraction. First, the prescribed perception. Common indeed. As the name suggests, it is what we were lead to believe as beautiful. I'm not saying it is wrong or inaccurate. It is important considering that our growth is influenced by factors subjected in one's environment.
Second; an idea which I would like to emphasize, stress, focus, centre, forward or any word that gives it a higher sense of importance for that matter; is the perception that you discover for yourself. Its about what you have come to realize. Its what you realize what you appreciate the most. Its what you realize will never fade. Its what you realize what moves you. Its what makes you realize, up to this point, what your life have been leading you to. It what you realize as a story which is yours and what others wish was theirs.
Back to the mantra "beauty as seen by the beholder", I would like to point out that beauty is a collective registry of the senses. Your senses does not only register the object of beauty but the things around them and those things which surrounds the beholder. It is a higher level of consciousness and/or a higher an elevated sense of alertness. Its something words can't find enough to describe, true, but the best I could do; "it is beyond senses because it is the experience of the mind which supersedes at an elevated consciousness". (You see. The problem with subjective questions as such is words are insufficient and, to a point, almost irrelevant).
To understand, you would have to be capable of self-discovery and to be blessed with opportunities.
I am truly blessed. I am one of those blessed few who are privilleged enough to witness "beauty". "Beauty" which made words irrelevant and an experience for the mind. The kind of beauty which led me to believe the worlds isn't as bleak like what I was led to believe. To be honest, I am also envious. It is beauty that I had never thought possible to exist in a person. To believe that one's is blessed by the Almighty to be beautiful. I'm like an archaeologist who finally discovered an entire lost city. I'm like a distraught man who finally solved a piece of the universe. To not share my discovery is like commiting crime. Like being oblivious to the needs of the needy. Selfish. I'm struggling with the right words to describe what I am feeling.
The previous post is meant to be ended with:
"Beauty is the sum of all parts"
Beautiful is the equation of plus/minus. Its not how perfect each part is. Its how each part compliment each other.
p/s: If you realize a person who is beautiful, never use vain words such as "pretty" or other words that ends with the contemptous "-licious" or what-not. "Beautiful" is a simple word and it can be amplified with how you really feel. Tell her, today. Today.
When I said that "love that comes from intellectual stimulation", I was not merely saying that intellectual beauty is limited to one's wisdom and/or intelligence. It is not limited to the popular mantra "beauty is in the eye of the beholder". It is not just beauty of what the eyes can see, the hands could touch. It is beyond.
There are two ways/ideas of how you yourself can perceive beauty, ones that will actually lead to attraction. First, the prescribed perception. Common indeed. As the name suggests, it is what we were lead to believe as beautiful. I'm not saying it is wrong or inaccurate. It is important considering that our growth is influenced by factors subjected in one's environment.
Second; an idea which I would like to emphasize, stress, focus, centre, forward or any word that gives it a higher sense of importance for that matter; is the perception that you discover for yourself. Its about what you have come to realize. Its what you realize what you appreciate the most. Its what you realize will never fade. Its what you realize what moves you. Its what makes you realize, up to this point, what your life have been leading you to. It what you realize as a story which is yours and what others wish was theirs.
Back to the mantra "beauty as seen by the beholder", I would like to point out that beauty is a collective registry of the senses. Your senses does not only register the object of beauty but the things around them and those things which surrounds the beholder. It is a higher level of consciousness and/or a higher an elevated sense of alertness. Its something words can't find enough to describe, true, but the best I could do; "it is beyond senses because it is the experience of the mind which supersedes at an elevated consciousness". (You see. The problem with subjective questions as such is words are insufficient and, to a point, almost irrelevant).
To understand, you would have to be capable of self-discovery and to be blessed with opportunities.
I am truly blessed. I am one of those blessed few who are privilleged enough to witness "beauty". "Beauty" which made words irrelevant and an experience for the mind. The kind of beauty which led me to believe the worlds isn't as bleak like what I was led to believe. To be honest, I am also envious. It is beauty that I had never thought possible to exist in a person. To believe that one's is blessed by the Almighty to be beautiful. I'm like an archaeologist who finally discovered an entire lost city. I'm like a distraught man who finally solved a piece of the universe. To not share my discovery is like commiting crime. Like being oblivious to the needs of the needy. Selfish. I'm struggling with the right words to describe what I am feeling.
The previous post is meant to be ended with:
"Beauty is the sum of all parts"
Beautiful is the equation of plus/minus. Its not how perfect each part is. Its how each part compliment each other.
p/s: If you realize a person who is beautiful, never use vain words such as "pretty" or other words that ends with the contemptous "-licious" or what-not. "Beautiful" is a simple word and it can be amplified with how you really feel. Tell her, today. Today.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Beautiful
Those eyes
They are just eyes
and they're beautiful.
The hair
They are just hair
And they're beautiful.
The skin
They are just skin
a bit blemished but
they are beautiful.
Those lips
They are just lips
Not like cherry
just lips
And they are beautiful.
Everthing
is as they should be
nothing more, nothing less
and they are beautiful.
When every part compliment each other and fits in as they should, there is no need for exaggeration. True beauty needs none of them.
They are just eyes
and they're beautiful.
The hair
They are just hair
And they're beautiful.
The skin
They are just skin
a bit blemished but
they are beautiful.
Those lips
They are just lips
Not like cherry
just lips
And they are beautiful.
Everthing
is as they should be
nothing more, nothing less
and they are beautiful.
When every part compliment each other and fits in as they should, there is no need for exaggeration. True beauty needs none of them.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Ice Tea feat. Huzen
Scene: Faculty of Education, Tec 1. Late afternoon. Air-conditioner is busted. The breeze from an electric fan was impeded by girls sitting in front. Sweat starting to drip like drops of dew on a leaf. A parched sensation felt in throat. Mdm. Norshiha's lecture slowly reduced to an incoherent, gibberish, garbled noise.
*Cue funky music
So hot ah ah
Sweating to the balls, yeah.
Its getting so hot ah ah
Too hot for me ah ah
Its getting hot in here, I wanna drink some ICE TEA (*vibrato on the "ICE TEA" part*)
(I am getting so HOT, I wanna get some ice tea) x3
*Cue: Footage of water splashing into a tall glass, like in drink commercials. Hazel brown essence of tea diffuses into water as teabag is dipped (the brand was obscured because the singer wasn't paid to advertise. But it was good tea). Ice cannon-balled into the glass. (While the concoction was, well, "concocted"; I am in a trance-like dance as if I was bathing in the delightful estatic brew). note: the dance is supposed to be "provocative". Pshhhhh!!!
Feel it ah ah (*presses cold glass on face*)
Sip it ah ah
Work it ah ah (*rubs cold glass from top of my body to bottom, as tea works its way through my throat*)
Sip some more ah ah
Cant get enough ah ah
*repeat until fade....
Can you feel it? Ahhhh....
Feel me bebeh!
*Cue funky music
So hot ah ah
Sweating to the balls, yeah.
Its getting so hot ah ah
Too hot for me ah ah
Its getting hot in here, I wanna drink some ICE TEA (*vibrato on the "ICE TEA" part*)
(I am getting so HOT, I wanna get some ice tea) x3
*Cue: Footage of water splashing into a tall glass, like in drink commercials. Hazel brown essence of tea diffuses into water as teabag is dipped (the brand was obscured because the singer wasn't paid to advertise. But it was good tea). Ice cannon-balled into the glass. (While the concoction was, well, "concocted"; I am in a trance-like dance as if I was bathing in the delightful estatic brew). note: the dance is supposed to be "provocative". Pshhhhh!!!
Feel it ah ah (*presses cold glass on face*)
Sip it ah ah
Work it ah ah (*rubs cold glass from top of my body to bottom, as tea works its way through my throat*)
Sip some more ah ah
Cant get enough ah ah
*repeat until fade....
Can you feel it? Ahhhh....
Feel me bebeh!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
you've seen better, so do I.
I can't see that its been a wonderful day. I was moody, maybe because of the exhaustion.
Couldn't get proper sleep last night. My roommates were talking about their FEELINGS in the DARK, with me sleeping in the middle. It had me snickering and somehow I got involved. Its kinda funny when men talk about their feelings, really.
Woke up in the morning. Went to class. Didnt get to my presentation for Ms. Vovi's class thus giving more opportunity for further improvements. However, I butchered my lesson plan critique with Mdm Lim. The feedback was a disaster. I've seen worst comments but it just happened on a wrong day.
My finance is pretty slow lately. My laptops busted (overheats up to 98 degrees in 10 mins if din have my cooler). My sister texted me, asking to fix her laptop. I'm tired. I need a shave. I want to play basketball (but my timetable does not allow me to). Staying optimistic seems to be a constant challenge for me - maybe because I was hardly an optimistic guy in the first place but change happens. Whinewhinewhinewhine.......
I don't want to be moody. I want to greet people with a smile. A sincere one too.
Someone cheer me up. There's a free "totally sincere smile" in it for you if you do.
We gunna bust yo ass cuz this shit is real
Couldn't get proper sleep last night. My roommates were talking about their FEELINGS in the DARK, with me sleeping in the middle. It had me snickering and somehow I got involved. Its kinda funny when men talk about their feelings, really.
Woke up in the morning. Went to class. Didnt get to my presentation for Ms. Vovi's class thus giving more opportunity for further improvements. However, I butchered my lesson plan critique with Mdm Lim. The feedback was a disaster. I've seen worst comments but it just happened on a wrong day.
My finance is pretty slow lately. My laptops busted (overheats up to 98 degrees in 10 mins if din have my cooler). My sister texted me, asking to fix her laptop. I'm tired. I need a shave. I want to play basketball (but my timetable does not allow me to). Staying optimistic seems to be a constant challenge for me - maybe because I was hardly an optimistic guy in the first place but change happens. Whinewhinewhinewhine.......
I don't want to be moody. I want to greet people with a smile. A sincere one too.
Someone cheer me up. There's a free "totally sincere smile" in it for you if you do.
We gunna bust yo ass cuz this shit is real
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