Phuket Trip

Salutations mindless ones

after an extended hiatus, i'm back. Can't stay fer long tho. Cuz i is trippin to Phuket yo!

Will give y'all updates when i return. Cheerio.

Drown a dog

hey sods.

goin thru sum crappy phase recently. hence the lack o posts.
- not able to see the love of my life, until next year
- fined for parking "illegally"
- crashed into another car
- not gettin the "road trip"

About the car crash, don't ask how much I gots ta pay fer the repairs. I don't need sympathy for that kind of shit. Accident happened. I paid fer the shits. End o Story. Providin sympathy won't change nothing...instead please go drown a dog. That at least wud entertain me temporarily.

Ahhh...much betta...

torpid.bummer.intense

Ho sods,
hows life treatin y'all? Good I hope. Yeah, surprising innit? I can be caring at times.
Anyways, my day today...hmm...pretty much can be sliced like a blueberry pie into 3.

Slice #1 - Morning, 0800hrs. Went to the conference room for the Work-Plan Seminar held by the Principal. That wus a doozy. I mean, im sure the topics mentioned were pretty important. But hey, the whole shindig wus dry as the Gobi Desert...uh yeah..moving on.

Slice #2 - Afternoon, 1300hrs. Stuff began to pick up. Went to the Singapore Flyer with the rest of the teachers & staff. Sad to say, the weather wasn't so accomodating. Torrential rain whipped the whole of Singapore. So at the apex of the ferris wheel, which stands at 165m, all i could see was endless grey... I applaud the School Committee for organising such a trip, but hey it is November ya know...rainy season...bah...

Slice #3 - Night, 2015hrs. Me favourite slice o the pie! Finally attended the Fighter's Class. Held at the Kyokushin dojo i frequent. Also lead by my sensei. Seriously intense.. especially the workout. 15mins of jump-rope, 100 push-ups, 100 leg-raises and 100 alternate-jumps. That's 1 rep. Imagine doing 4 reps. The following sparring session was much more fun, albeit it would have been even better if i wusnt sapped off me energy from the work out. But managed ta cross-train with other martial art practitioners. Sanshou and kickboxing. So tis awesome! AWESOME!!!

Quite a fulfilling day of sorts... Oh, and to cap off the night, I now have me very own Litanies of Hate! What in the bleeding hell is dat you say? All shall be revealed in due time. Laters sods.

Thus endeth Sunday

Worked out like crazy earlier this morning. Preparing to feast on what I thought would be an excellent cuisine during a wedding function later on the afternoon. How wrong I wus. Totally disgusted by the whole wedding function. Bad enuff for me to spend just 10mins there and then left for home.

Hooked up with Bob afterwards. Decided to get some apparels. But just so happened there were nothing suitable. Played Street Fighter 4 at the arcade & following that, chilled with him. Talked about the bullshit of horoscopes, girls(as per norm) and how the circle of friends he got me in is full o politics and backstabbings. Got back, checked on the latest football news (Man Utd won 5-0!) & UFC results. The Natural lost his belt. Tis a sad day indeed.

ahhh...

Finally, the weekend comes. And not a moment too soon. Helping out with the P1 orientation and Prize giving ceremony. Kept telling the comperes to relax when giving out the speeches. The whole shindig pretty much went smoothly for my part. Heck i care even if it didnt. During the lunch buffet in the library talked with some o the teachers. Apparently, a handful is bailing outta the school. Leaving for greener pastures hahaks.

Towards the end of the day, the Principal tasked me to create a powerpoint for her on Sequoia trees... thanks for the last-minute work. Really luv it. She asked me why the Sequoia trees have shallow roots, with a weird smirk plastered on her face.
I answered "Cuz the frosted soil makes it hard for the roots to dig deeper, so they jus scour near to the surface for nutrients."
At this point in time i don't even know whether that shit wus true. Apparently it made Mrs P ponder... ahh well, if you can't convince them, confuse them ey?

With work behind me, i started the trek back home. Then detoured to a hair-salon. Got me hair trimmed with some customization. Me mom took it too hard, and literally cried when she saw my hair...
yeah...
seriously...

The Warp shall overtake! Laters sods!

Finally...

...the kids are gettin their Dec hols. Heh, good fer them & good fer me. Peace & silence shall reign supreme for 6 weeks. Woooot! And today also being the last day of school permanently for the graduating classes, as per normal, girls from said classes were cryin & huggin...basically emotions were running high on rocket fuel. or sumthin. but yeah. it wus really an intense moment for em.

In anycase looking forward for the downtime in school.

On top o dat, can't wait to revisit Phuket! Sawadekool!

Plus the possibility of having a Road Trip in M'sia with Ricky & Fat Tony!

Awesumus Maximus!

I love Monday! Fighting Monday!

Monday rawks! Especially when you are accompanied by

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MARVELOUS POLE!
Let's Fighting Love bitches!!!

One with the Highway

gah. Man Utd lost. dat is enuff to shove me moods into doldrums again.
Prior to that, woke up at 0600hrs. Got ready to make the road trip with ma folks down to me neighbourin country, M'sia. Specifically, Batu Pahat. I love drivin along the M'sian Highway. Just the stretch o road with the horizon beckoning me. Wut happened in Batu Pahat? I dunno. Heh. Not important to me. Im just One with the Highway.

Got back, checked me inbox. Received new pix of my Fire Angel. WOOOOt! Darl, have you ever stopped being awesome?! Im impressed babe, seriously. You look hawt!
Me battle-brothers had an online conclave. Raz, will henceforth be known as Fat Tony!
Xiao jie Grace finally graced me with her escapades. Right on sis...you damn happening ar!

Did i mentioned Man Utd lost? Bollocks!

malays, mat rep and minahs

Im racist. Such a racist sod that i hate my own race. Especially the ones collectively known as "Mat Reps" & "Minahs"...heh...Goddamn waste of sperms and ova...
Well no more!
I say, stop all this hatin'!
Those maggots sure are the bane of Malay society. But ultimately they are still human beings. Albeit, the sorry excuse ones. Their heresies and blasphemies are drowning my beloved brown people. I realized tho, for me to pursue this justified hatred towards them won't bear me any satisfaction. Why waste energy on hatin'... Enuff with the hatin'...
Just as long as they do not cross my path, I'm coo with their shenanigans. Leave em be. Who knows, they might wipe each other out. I pray us Malays are that lucky.

Sidetrackin' a bit. School will be closin' in 4 days time. Sweetness! A month plus of blissful silence in the campus. Leavin' me alone with my techadept comrade Hengky to our on devices! Woot! To my kid sis, beb just reconcile with ina k...talk it out with her Grace.

Say "NO" to hatin'!

Storm-Fist...phase 1

Been working on this concept for quite awhile. Without much preamble, I give you trembling maggots...

Ah the sweet taste of success in conjuring up the coat-of-arms! Next up, total domination of the Cosmos!

ja-ja-jaded

First off, let me wish all you pagans, heathens and scientologists an awesome Helloween. Just so you know, in Japan almost every month is Helloween. Over there it's called Cosplay though.

A touch of brilliance. Especially the pink bag.

The transition from my conscription and back to work seemingly left me jaded. In a creepy way i kinda miss the in-camp training. Can't believe i said it. But its gotta be said. Someone's gotta say it. Back at work... well as usual the kids still be fawning over yours truly. The lustre's almost diminished tho.

In other news. The exams are finally over. For the kids that is. So they all came out in full force. Making an almighty din in school. Lucky fer me, i only have to endure for another 2 weeks before the school holidays begin.

Before I leave, here's a message to all you haters out there. We'll blow your planet up! Word! But lemme go thru this jaded phase first.

I spy, with my beady eye..

Nothing much happening at work at the moment. Kids under duress from exams. Serve 'em right... hahahaks. So it wus, I decided to give you sods an image of disturbing quality.

I leave it up to you sweet readers to decipher the message and ponder upon the scene that follows the above... Mother! It is I! Trolfadlor! Your long lost son! God I love you so much, mother!

We Are Returned!

Aye... its been a long lay-off indeed. Those who wished, during my hiatus, that I might be struck down... sorry ta disappoint y'all. For We Are Returned!

Eventful indeed. In-camp training shenanigans. The mighty doldrums in anticipation of the fight finale during the installation defense. And not forgetting, the constant presence of testosterone all around during the whole time. Yes. Dicks. No shortage of said organ. A female-paradise some would say. A mobile sperm bank to others. Enuff with the damned sobriquet.

In short, during the whole stint I wus unceremoniously lifted to the position of OC (Overal Command) Troop. Received my marksmanship. Subjected to a blanket party.
Now I is back with unholy vengeance!

Exercise Scorpius

Salutations sods,

Well, September sure wus a fruitful month for me in terms of the content i put up. October wont see such luxurious amount of post, due to yours truly goin fer his conscription. The call of Emperor Lee cannot be denied!
Yeap..das rite folks. I'm goin ta be constrained in a training camp fer 2 weeks in preparation for "Exercise Scorpius". Das wher i get to kick gurks asses. The opposite might also hold true. I mean, fer bleeding sake, these guys are GURKS! Synonymous with infernal clowns & steroid-induced silverbacks. Fug it! For i shall know NO fear!


I'll update every weekend if my fingers are still intact by then. For the Emperor! For EK5A!

Whipped-Cream Champion in 3 Secs

Well, here is I. When I mentioned Thursday on me last post, I actually meant Sunday. er. yeah. with that out, lets move on. Stop looking at me in askance.

Weekend... had me Kyokushin class yesterday. Afterwhich me and me battle-brother decided ta hook up & chill at our former haunt. Starbucks. Needin our caffeine fix after a month o' lay-off. After getting me peripherals, we managed ta secure prime seats in the joint. Got me Iced Americano, while Zee got the same, sans ice.
As we be sippin our coffee, along came this couple and planted their yellow asses beside our spot. A lil lass & her daddy. Sounds like any normal sight now innit? Well, lemme tell you sods, it is far from "normal". We wus actually minding our own creepy business when sudden the lil girl announced, "I'm a WHIPPED-CREAM CHAMPION!".
The hell.
Me & Zee wus like stunned fer a sec or 2. 3 seconds in, we wus laughin our stinkin malay-asses off. Shit, she's da whipped-cream Champion?! I wus like, "Damn girl! You be only 7...9 at the most. Too young ta be whippin our cream!"
Heh, due to that proclaimation, us both were like crackin up... talkin about how the future gen. is screwed up, growin up being pole-dancers, tossin salad..and yeah whippin cream.

Thought that wus the end o it? Hell, we jus half way there yo. Laughters finally died down. All manner o perverse thoughts dissipated. Bleedin Champion jus had ta open her mouth. Yeah. She did. This time 'round twas, "I can finish this off in 3 sec!"

Jebuz.

3.

Seconds.

Das all she needs ta finish us men and leave us traumatised, quavering like we shat our pants. Ponder upon that sods.

Welcome the future generation o Singapore.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri

To all the muslims sods out there...Today's the last day of Ramadhan and the start of Syawal. Food, festivities and stuff. Yeay. Am I supposed to act happy about it? Nah. Aidilfitri has been in a state of doldrums for me. Just another day, except with more food and relatives payin a visit.

Sigh... what i think is needed is more ax-kickery and awesomeness injected into the occasion. Like a smack o' wailing guitars and smothering steam emanating out from the cracks of the floor... And also to have me spewing chants of extremeness from the top of Mt. Faber whilst waving my battle banner up high! I have delusions grandeur, so sue me. Hawhawhaw! Aye, i better lay off the warp...

Erm in anycase, will be back the day after tomorrow. That is Thursday for you people breaking a mental sweat.

Verily,
the Mighty,
αli

Children's Day Concert

Somehow, somewhere, i got involved in a lil fiasco called "Children's Day Concert" for the school. And so it happened, I was the rhythm guitarist for the performance. We covered "Im Yours" originally composed and performed by Jason Mraz. And another song.. which i totally forgot. Heh..

(slaying children by the throngs with his mighty Battle-Ax!)

Safe to say, no aural-assault with lasting damage was inflicted upon the audience. Dammit. The high point for today is, aint nursin the Monday blues so much. Hope y'all out there are coping well. More random acts of carnage coming soon! Stay tuned and awed.

Picture taken courtesy of my comrade-in-arms, Hengky. Awesome graphic edittin' & efx done by the visionary extraordinaire that is me...

Hello Monday

sometimes i'm jus bored ya know...

dalliance with Mammon

woke up today...pretty late around...1pm heh...

found out a few things...

• im feeling the warp overtaking me...

• need to be rich to secure a good life. Being 'just there' isn't good enuff. Best still, be born rich... gah...I praise the Power That Be, im alive to see tomorrow, to not be paralysed from the neck down, to be able to construct proper thoughts. Being that contented just isn't enuff in this time and age though. Like it or not, Mammon rules the world...the material world that is. Fuck Mammon. I'd slaughter Mammon and display his/her/its stinkin hide on my battle banner if tis possible. For those of you left clueless, Mammon is the deity of Greed, Wealth and shit like dat.

(man just looking at that slimy bastard sitting there like nobody's business...makes me wanna stomp the living shit outta him...)

wow....im goin far off...heh... either that or im just feeling a bit zoned out since tmr's Monday... Monday... Mammon..Monday... gah i hate both of em.

harharhar.

laters sods

good grief

Do NOT watch Babylon AD. Not even when you are held hostage by Pennywise and threatened to have your member dismembered. Not even on the pain of having your nostril hairs plucked out. Not even if you have to choose between watching that gunk and consuming the yeast infection between your crotchural region..Crotchural? Hell you get my point right? DON'T WATCH IT. It's that mind-numbing bad. Thanks Bob, thanks for the pain.

Moving on to much more pleasant pastures. Currently listening to All Shall Perish's Awaken The Dreamers.

A good way to pummel the obscenity that is Babylon AD off me mind. On a more serious note, this album is the latest offering from California's finest Deathcore unit. Galloping riffage, furious abuse of the skinset... much like me beating off my..er..in anycase, the melodies and groove and brutality are just superb. I feel soooo awed. I think a tear just trickled down me cheek...

Also, have finalised a trip to Phuket(again!) later in December with the eh.. "Starbuckaroos" as Rush would have us called. Damn... I rather it be "Starbuckians" or just simply "'Bucks"...ah hell. Will fill you bugs more on this "Starbuckaroos" shenanigan.

Till next time sods!

of Oranges & a Tera Byte

Salutations sods

it is I, the paragon of coolness and everything that goes with it. I have travelled leagues of.. ok sorry. I wus kinda delirious..still battling the effects of flu..

Anyhoo, went for my karate class as per norm yesternite. I am officially an oranje belt now. Jyeah! I know it aint much to you sods but hey, its an achievement fer me. Das the good part o the class.. the not so good part wus when i had to spar with 2 Gurkhas(not jus me o course..others too). For those of u not in the know, lemme tell u this: Gurkhas are friggin beasts! Seriously, my right shin is about to collapse after receiving some sweet loving kicks from em. Case in point: Train harder.

I got meself a 1 Tera byte portable hard disk! wooot! 1 TERA BYTE!!! Eat that! now i can store all my por...er my important files which are quite hefty..eh... oh yeah and it didnt cost me a lot. Tis only $200. Which i think is a steal. More power to me! And you can have the power too, just by investing ur hard earned $200 in the Maxtor 1 Tera Byte portable hard disk!

On a more personal note... well nothing to say cuz the yang to my yin hasnt said anything to me. On hiatus perhaps?

i promise

i'll be posting on a more regular basis as i've been pretty busy this August.. with work, with my Kyokushin grading, dad not feeling well and MESELF not feeling well.


Jyeah... now here is a picture of Batman..for those who are still down with "The Dark Knight-FEVER"..

I have nothing else to say other than: the picture is brought to you by DC Comics.. good health to all and take care.

At long last

Sbeen awhile since i last updated. Busy with a lot of stuff lately. Preparing for some big e-learning event for the school. Going for mixed martial arts training (I'll get right into this soon). Been drawing more for my mate's project and also errr... jogging. Yeah.


Anyways, as i wus saying in the paragraph above. Mixed Martial Arts (aka MMA). Yeah, for those who have been reading ever since the inception, I'm in an art form called Kyokushin Kaikan Karate. Kyokushin fer u short-term memory sods. Anyways back to MMA, i recently hooked up with a pal of mine, Haris who does Hapkido & Aikido. Git's a black belt in Hapkido. So pretty much experienced ar. The other person i wus introed to is Ashraf. He does Capoeira on top of Kyokushin. Making me the New Blood amongst them. So we gots us a good mix o grapplin n strikin styles. Venue wus at a multi-storey carpark, Clementi.
The session began with the norm warm-ups, pad works and some lite conditioning. Then comes the sparring... wooooooo...

Fight #1: Me & Ashraf. Pretty straight forward strikers both o us. He has more grace and fluidity due to his capoeira background. Exchanged few strikes... after about 4 mins or so. Thus ended the spar. No clear sign who came out better. But tis a good start.

Fight #2: Ashraf & Haris. Heh, this Haris is a silent non-asuming fighter. Very relaxed and confident. Ashraf wus gettin in his capoeira groove; gettin a few kicks. Next thing you know, Haris grabbed a hold o his legs and did a twist and lock. Ashraf on his belly, was at the mercy of Haris... the fight ended and more or less I think i'd give the victory to Haris.

Fight #3: Haris & me. My turn. Got a few strikes on him. Tried to play his game and grapple. Heh bad mistake. He got da full mount on me, and tried to choke me. I resisted fer awhile before running outta stamina... heh. Haris IS skillful, without a doubt.

Interlude. Drank some water. Chitchat fer a bit. Back to the battle...

Fight #4: Haris & Ashraf. Heh..well wat dyu know. Lightning strikes twice. Haris managed ta catch his leg again and this time applied a tad bit too much of pressure. Ashraf was in a bit o pain. Thus ended with the match in Haris's favor.

Fight #5: Haris & me. I learnt me mistakes from da previous fight. Screw grappling, im gonna keep it straight up. Traded a few punches and kicks. Landed one near his liver. Haris called fer a time out. Hey hey! One fer the New Blood!

Fight #6: Me & Ashraf. Heh, fer this duel, Ashraf applied karate stance in lieu of his capoeira. Both of us got some good hits in. I went close and tried giving knees. Not sure whether it had any effect tho. Kept on striking him with punches and jabs and outta the blue, seeing an opening i sent a quick kick to his midriff. He doubled over. Damn, on the way ta hit his side, grazed the groin. Seriously didnt intend for it to be that way. As it is, Ashraf called time out.


Yeah. Sweet. I got scraps, bruises and blisters. Worth it. Talked for awhile, thinking about gettin a few more sods ta join and all dat. Great lesson and here's to more!

Like I promised

here are some of the logos i did. Nothing amazing or breath-taking i know. But i think for a newbie using Macromedia Flash (now its known as Adobe Flash i think?), tis quite competent. So yeah, eat it!

(based on a Greek vase painting)

(inspired by Warhammer 40k)

And on top o dat, i joined a martial arts club. Namely, Kyokushin Kaikan Karate. No joke about it, endurance shall be tested to the limit. On top o that, even beginners have to spar. My kinda stuff! Ass kicking and taking names! I'll fill u sods more info about that style in the near future.

More tomdickery coming soon. In the meanwhile enjoy the weekend! Osu!

ho sods!

Sorry for the late updates. Been pretty busy and shagged these past few days. Worry not for the awesomeness is a reward for those who value patience. Hang on tight!

Honk Honk!

I'll get right back to the title in a short while. Meantime, more shenanigans for you fellow seekers-of-Might to swallow.



First up, I've been hittin Macromedia Flash often nowadays. Creating logos and designs. Flexing me creative mind. Will give ya sods a taste or two pretty soon.

Next, helped to celebrate me blood bro's bday on the Sunday. Poor sod has ta go thru some obstacle tests to get to the Promised Land. Heh. Happy 24th terran years bro. And more to come ey. Towards the end of Sunday, when the witching hour fast approaches, apparently the WARP got hold of me. Needless to say, people around me were sumwat taken aback. I do apologise to the patrons of Starbucks and also the staff of said joint.

And on Monday. Well, no work on Monday. Cuz tis Youth Day! hahahaks. Changed my uniforms to new sets; preparing meself for the inevitable Call-To-Duty. For the Emperor Lee! Long may his progenies rule Singapore!





And with that concludes the awesomeness of me weekend!
Huh? What was that you said? The title? What about the title?








oh yeah... HONK HONK! Enjoy the week!

Presenting...

Jyeah!!! One of the pioneers of Swedish Death has decided to grace my native soil... I won't bore you with the history & backgrounds of Dismember. Check it up in wikipedia or google you lazy gits... Safe to say, on 13th July 2008, it'll be a total Bomblast!!!

On other fronts; pretty much busy week at school for me. Taking photos of performances and conducting lessons as per norm. Watched in despair as kids are brainwashed into loyal lil buggers for Le..i mean Singapore.
Talked to me blood brotha Raz... how everything aint simple as it seems. Heart ta heart talk... Thanks bro, keep up the Spirit of '91 aye!

Welcoming the weekend!

Brand New Week

Monday. Back in school. Here are some brief updates:

• went for a nite bbq with me sods
  
• watched WANTED
  
• made a kid cry
  
  

More details and in-depth discussions coming soon. For now enjoy a Happy Meal...courtesy of GREAT..

Have a pleasant week maggots!

(image courtesy of DC Comics)

Come death

Alright ya sods...

My first OFFICIAL blog... yes, thanks for the warm applause. Ok can it with the clappin! Where wos i? ah yes, me first official blog. Rightly so, after going thru some shitfest.. Makes me wake up and taking a cue from a certain person, start a brand new page in this piece o work I call Life.

I won't drag the intro too long... Well, what can I bring to fellow netizens with me blog? Brutality, Intensity, no-shit real life experiences and also Chivalry... yeap, that long forgotten notion (especially by the womenfolk).

Stay tuned sods!