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| Listening to... |
| 02.29.04 (9:34 pm) [edit] |
Bruce Springsteen's [i][b]Secret Garden[/b][/i]. A most wonderful song.
[i]She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mind
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away [/i]
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| The hills are alive... |
| 02.29.04 (6:38 am) [edit] |
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Hmm.. what the heck hav I been up to the past few days? Hills... hills and more hills. Hiked up the Gambir hills with navy a thought in my mind. Nice view but... bah... hardly broke a sweat. Next on the list... go forth and conquer the Jambul hills. Ohh... this one iz a little more... puff... puff... challenging. The uphill climb was ok. But the trip down was hell. Darn old busted knee flared up again. Dammit. Steep decends are a no no for me. The knee shook worse than an old whacked out Russian Lada Niva engine. Isk. What's next? Eyeballed my old negleted hardtail bike. Threw it into my car and it's off to Gambir hills again. Kinda regreted not doing some maintainance on it prior to going. The shifters were not properly adjusted, the gears kept jumping and the brakes calipers were slightly 'sticky'. But no worries. I still managed to haul my fat ass up the peak. Ah... but downhill was a different story. Been quite sometime since I biked. My feel of the bike was kinda 'rusty'. Ended up locking and smokin the rear wheel most of the way down. But what the heck... it was one hell of a cheap thrill. A guy in his mid-20s, riding an el-cheapo hardtail, bombing down the dirt track with hardly any safety equipment save for an impish grin on his face. Mud, sweat and cheers. Haha.
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| Silence. |
| 02.26.04 (12:28 am) [edit] |
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I'm sitting alone, with my earphones plugged tightly onto my ears. Am a little tired listening to the pounding junk I feed myself with day after day. So I decided to rumage thru some older stuff I used to listen to. The moment [i]'Silent Emotion' [/i] by Calin started playing, I felt an uneasy familiar feeling overcome me. I could not understand why a song which I used to enjoy so much back then stirs up my emotions so badly now. I felt like I was transported back 2 years into time. Loads of flashbacks passed thru my mind. Mostly were nice stuff. I really miss the gang. I miss hanging out with them. Chattin till the wee hours of the morning. Watching illegal races during the weekends. Laughing our brains out at each other's stupidity. Sharing our thoughts wiv one another. I had fun then. If only those 2 damn events hadn't happen, we might still remain the crazy 5. I decided to leave because I didn't fit in anymore. I was absolutely dissapointed and furious; I believe the other party felt no better either. Better for one to leave than create any further madness within the group. A year have passed. Obviously my absense wasn't noticed much. But... I can't deny that I really miss them. Sigh...
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| Power out... |
| 02.25.04 (8:45 pm) [edit] |
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Damn... power outage at the office. Air conditioning not workin... the place is real stuffy. Supposed to conserve electric. Ah... to heck with it... I'll just suck all the juice from the backup UPS... workstation on, monitor on, 3 battery chargers on... desk lamp on... die bugger... die... I dun wanna work 2day...
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| Medic...!!! |
| 02.24.04 (9:50 pm) [edit] |
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Hmm... I hav never done any gaming via LAN before. So, it was an eye opening experience for me when I headed off to the cybercafe with Lionel, WeiChun and Yew Mun last Monday. Early into the first game... I quickly came to one conclusion. I suck at playing RTS games; i.e. Starcraft. I don't just suck... I suck so bad, I hav my own personal black hole orbiting round me. Damn... I was gettin my @$$ kicked, left, right, front, back, 360 all around. Humbling... really humbling. Spent way more time being a spectator than actually playin... kekeke. But it was fun. Oh well... guess I can try to pick up my shattered ego one day when any of them decide to try FPS games instead. Ah... that's more to my likin. And when that happens... [b]I'm gonna blow ur @$$e$ sky high wiv mah big freakin BFG... I'm gonna hunt yah down like some puny cockroach and squash yah wiv me army bootsy... I'm gonna make yah pee in ur pants like the helpless little schoolboy u are... CMOS SMASH :shock: ... bwAHAhahahAHAHAAA!!! [/b]:twisted:
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| Listening to... |
| 02.20.04 (3:19 am) [edit] |
Sarah Mclachlan... Building a Mystery.
She's got such an angelic voice...
[i]You come out at night
that's when the energy comes
and the dark side's light
and the vampires roam
you strut your astor wear
and your suicide poem
and a cross from a faith
that died before Jesus came
you're building a mystery
You live in a church
where you sleep with voodoo dolls
and you won't give up the search
for the ghosts in the halls
you wear sandals in the snow
and a smile that won't wash away
can you look out the window
without your shadow getting in the way
oh you're so beautiful
with an edge and a charm
but so careful
when I'm in your arms
CHORUS
'Cause you're working
building a mystery
holding on and holding it in
yeah you're working
building a mystery
and choosing so carefully
You woke up screaming aloud
a prayer from your secret god
you feed off our fears
and hold back your tears
Give us a tantrum
and a know it all grin
just when we need one
when the evening's thin
Oh you're a beautiful
a beautiful messed up man
you're setting up your
razor wire shrine[/i]
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| Take no prisoners... |
| 02.19.04 (10:59 pm) [edit] |
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Went on an electronic gadget spending spree. Mostly done online. Let's see what I've accumulated over the past 12 hours. Got a PCMCIA expansion jacket for my beat up Compaq Ipaq, a CF Type II to PCMCIA adapter from Pretec and an FM Transmitter from Digiana called the Audia X. Next down the tube will most probably be a mucho big capacity CF memory card and mabbe a 802.11b CF/PCMCIA Wifi card to do some mobile surfin. Can't wait to see the statement from my credit card company at the end of this month :shock:
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| Kept on the sidelines... |
| 02.19.04 (3:02 am) [edit] |
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I'm still pissed. I'm still upset. I'm lost. When u decide to place your complete trust on someone and expect the same in return... the worst thing which can happen is finding out the other party is still reluctant to do the same. I've invested a whole load of time into this new relationship of mine. And it breaks my heart when I found out that she's still unwilling to share her problems with me. All I know is that she's facing some really big obstacles at the moment, and I've been kept on the sidelines. I really want to help. I tried. Now, I'm slapped wiv a complete communications breakdown. I can't reach her in any way. I feel so helpless. I feel like crying.
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| Irony. |
| 02.17.04 (7:37 am) [edit] |
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I'm upset. Times like this, I really feel like bashing my head against the wall till I lose conciousness. I went thru a really bad patch last year. Fine. Everyone stumbles sometime. I fell. I stood back up eventually. But just when I thought I may hav found a little happiness back for myself, I had to receive news which brought the little haven I tenderly built crashing down, shattering it into a million pieces. Life really is frustrating. It teasingly gives you a taste of how sweet life can be, then rudely shoves you down into the deepest abyss when you least expect it. Over and over again. To the point where u question your own sanity. I'll be needing the cocktail of pills again 2nite to knock me out.
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^_^
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| V... |
| 02.13.04 (11:04 pm) [edit] |
Oh yeah... btw... to all the tbloggers who are celebrating V-day... wish u all hav a great time ^_^
cmos signin out... zzzzzzzzzzz...
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| Sweat... |
| 02.13.04 (11:01 pm) [edit] |
There I was lyin on my bed like a sick puppy late last evening. A combination of sweat and chill drove me nuts as it made sleep impossible. I'm down wiv a fever. Yeah, a slight one... but no less sickening. Finally decided enuf is enuf. Went to the medicine cabinet and wolfed down a cocktail of medication. I think it was one of each color. Who cares what it does. Plopped myself back into bed. Knocked out cold faster than I could type this.
Woke up this mornin feeling way dizzy. Dragged myself into the kitchen to fix myself some light breakfast. Then all hell broke loose. Paid numerous visits to the porcelain throne and showed my respects there. I think I spent the better half of my mornin cooped in that rectangular enclosure. By noon, I was layin limp on the sofa with nary an ounce of strength.
I'm going back to bed. Should hav gotten ill earlier. I could get a Medical Certificate to skip work for at least a few days... *sic*
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| Advice... |
| 02.11.04 (10:21 pm) [edit] |
My colleague's car broke down today. A number of us discussed the many possibilities of what happened via email. Hit a brick wall. Dunno what's wrong. So juz gav him a piece of my mind :
[i]Could be the fact that the solenoid of the distributor shorted with the Webber ignition coil, which in turn lowered the boost meter rating of induction chamber, and this indirectly affected the compression ratio of the air fuel mixture in the cylinders, rendering the Wankel piston shafts to seize due to an increased amount of engine load, which could be detected when we run a dyno test on the car…
Yeah… that must be it.[/i]
Nope... I hav no idea what I'm talkin about... *sic*...
Yeah... I'm that bored... and I feel bitchy 2day...
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| Is there a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow? |
| 02.08.04 (11:56 pm) [edit] |
If there is such a thing... I guess I'll be the first person to mug the puny leprechaun guarding that pot of moolah. Been on a spending binge for the past month or so and now it's payback time. Just realized my car is badly due for a service, my roadtax is almost up, the insurance is shot, I've got 2 other installments pending, credit card is almost maxed out and my bank account is hovering around 3 digits. Darn it...
Anyone benevolent enuf and willing to contribute some funds to the SaveCMOS foundation... pls send cheque/bankdraft/moolah/c ontraband merchandize to your local charitable organizations. Meets behind ur friendly neighbourhood alley can be arranged as well :twisted:
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| 1,2,3... where should my mind be? |
| 02.05.04 (9:05 pm) [edit] |
Confusion is never a good thing. Neither are sudden pangs of self-doubt. Will be refraining myself from makin any major decisions till I'm in a better frame of mind.
Currently listening to :
[i]Velvet Revolver - Set Me Free[/i]
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| Questions... questions. |
| 02.02.04 (6:58 pm) [edit] |
Found one of these chainmails in my mailbox. Ah... what the heck... will giv it a go.
1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME?
CMOS TTL
2. WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?
A white XFX sponsored roundneck and a pair of faded jeans.
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
A CD my cousin lent me. Think it's Tenacious D.
4. WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR PHONE NUMBER?
Does it make a difference? I'm incognito remember?
5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
A mug of java. I don't eat in the morning.
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Blue.
7. WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE/USUAL CLOTHING ITEMS WHEN YOURE OUT WITH FRIENDS?
Shirt and jeans.
8. WHAT'S WEATHER RIGHT NOW?
Dry and cold office weather.
9. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
A colleague.
10. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?
I rather get to know a person first before passing judgement.
11. WHEREABOUTS OF OPPOSITE SEX OF LAST RELATIONSHIP?
Don't know, don't give a damn anymore.
12. WHAT DO YOU DISLIKE IN OTHERS / OPPOSITE SEX?
Ppl who say things they don't mean. Ppl who don't keep promises.
13. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?
It's from a fren... so I guess we're cool :)
14. HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
Pretty good. Had a nice weekend.
15. FAVOURITE DRINK?
Chilled isotonic drinks.
16. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINKS?
Bacardi on the rocks.
17. FAVOURITE SPORTS?
MTB biking.
18. HAIR COLOR?
Depends on my mood.
19. EYE COLOR?
Dark brown
20. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES?
A couple of sisters.
21. FAVOURITE FOOD?
Anything with cheese on it.
22. LAST TIME YOU GOT BLIND DRUNK?
Blind drunk... no. Almost... yes. Back in 2001.
23. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Gothika.
24. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR?
Any public holidays. I can sleep my head off.
25. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU ASK SOMEONE OUT?
Is this a trick question?!?!
26. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?
Nope... unless it's someone I happen to like...
27. SUMMER OR WINTER?
Duh. South East Asia dude...
28. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?
Relationships.
29. LAST CRUSH?
6 months ago.
30. LAST SNOG? TONGUE OPTIONAL!
Can't remember. Prefer not to.
31. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?
Chocolate
32. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK?
Sure.
33. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Those compulsive email spammers.
34. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Like I care.
35. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TONIGHT?
Read the bunch of magazines I bought last night.
36. FAVOURITE SMELLS?
Freshly baked bread.
37. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS?
Somewhere...
38. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?
An old copy of Reader's Digest.
39. DESCRIPTION OF YOUR PC/LAPTOP?
A beat up Sun Ultra5. Home PC - a 400mHz Dell weakling.
40. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
Sun Microsystems.
41. FAVOURITE BOARD OR/& GAME?
Risk.
42. FAVORITE BAND?
Anything that doesn't irritate me.
43. WHAT INSPIRES YOU?
Do I need to answer this?
44. WHAT PUTS YOU OFF?
Irritating buggers in the office.
45. FAVOURITE CAR?
Any Mitsubishi Evo will do.
46. FAVOURITE FLOWER?
Lily.
47. FAVOURITE ROMANTIC PLACE?
Soft sandy spot on the beach during sunset.
48. FAVOURITE FRIEND(S)?
Hmm... no comments.
49. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING?
Bout 5 pieces. I've seen ppl with more than 20.
50. CAN YOU JUGGLE?
I'm no clown.
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