I was sitting in front of my desktop, in the room, lazying and wondering what is life to me? What are the importance of it, and looking aimlessly and wonderingly around the room. Then I saw the date on the wall, it showed 12th December 2004. December, surprisingly it’s now just 2 days past 12th December 2008. Time flies, those days I don’t really need to bother will I be able to be a good staff. I was more concerned of whether I can be the most noticed college student in the class.

Yup, so you have it, it’s been 4 years since I have graduated from my college, and boy… it was a short 3 to 4 years period of having fun, overnight stay and gossip of college mates pairing up with another. The time we skipped lecture just so that I can take advantage of finishing my assignments on time. The joy of skipping tutorials to go to a friends house and have a LAN party playing Ragnarok Online.

Well, guessed lots have changed now. I am now on my 4th year working too, and suddenly one by one, my friends are getting along with life and some of them loves to give me their red bomb packet (wedding invitations). So off I go and cheer for them. Well, of course I am happy for them, who wouldn’t.

Funny, during my college years I don’t really go out a lot and used to like spending days at home. I guessed after one starts working, they can finally see that they have the expenses and modal to travel about. Let’s see.

Places I have been these past years after my graduation.

I am not super thin. Look at my arms. They are proof.

Redang Island was a first after the completion of my final year in college. To say that I didn’t have fun would be an understatement. I am sure if you look thru the menu on the right, you’ll see a topic on Redang.

Not forgetting my first time traveling to the east of Malaysia. Where Borneo resides and conquered the tallest mountain or rather peak in South East Asia. Mount Kinabalu was a fun getaway for me. Funny, people say I do it once should be enough but looks like I will be going up again. Wheee~~

Thailand and Bangkok rhymes. Place where I got to see the Tiger Show, Miss Alcazar and other weird stuffs that Thais are able to see, and not in Malaysia. More weird antics, shooting the ping pong balls, opening the beer bottle with cleavage. It was also the day I tried my first insect food.

Indonesia or rather Jakarta. Was sent to this place for work purpose and though Jakarta is famous for it’s night life, I think I spent most of it on getting sick instead for at least about 9 days. That’s how bad the air and food for me during that time.

Perth, Australia would be the most enjoyable place I’ve been and to think I get to meet other people in Perth whom I only seen online. It sure was hell fantastic.

So what did I learned during these 4 years, I think I learnt that I have many more years to learn. Arghhhh….

Looking forward to tomorrow’s plan.

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When I first had my first glimpse of Takeshi Kaneshiro, I was thinking, hmm.. that long hair seems familiar. My first Japanese drama when I was like 20 years that time. That’s like a long long year ago. For those that don’t know who is Takeshi Kaneshiro, please refer to this photo of him.

Now that was he when he has his long locks. Until…..

So what’s with me blogging about a dude in this blog?? Now before you have an more weird assumptions, here’s what I told Sae Wei last time that one time she kept saying, yes Daniel we know you are Takeshi Kaneshiro…. *hears vomit sounds*

But you see, sometimes people say I have too longish a face that I have that Japanese feature. Even so, my eyes are small. Opps.. ya.. I’ve got to admit, I have small eyes.

Yes… it seems gay to talk about a guy in a guy’s blog, but wait till you see a resemblance on someone I found.

Hmmm.. ok failed……. minus the shorter hair….. desperately having personality problem, till the moustache and beard also kept to fulfill this task. So what else could be added. *poof*

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It’s been more than half an hour but my mind’s blank.

How often do people get this- writer’s block. When Daniel had asked me about reviving his almost dead blog here a couple of nights ago, I had so many ideas running in my mind. However, I was too tired to do anything then, with my exams still going on and all. Now that it’s the weekend and I managed to get myself in front of my desktop, my mind went blank.

Thoroughly blank.

It sucks.

So I decided to check out his previous comments on his “Why People Emo” blog entry. It’s funny how people get so worked up over the state of being emo.

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Really, if you were to scroll down, it got really interesting from the 15th comment onwards. Misinterpretation of messages, angst, words of venom… People claiming themselves emo…

Actually, if I wasn’t mistaken, the word was derived from the word ‘emotional’ no? In search of the proper definition of ‘emo’, I thence looked up the urban dictionary, with 7 different search results. :/ Meh.

Here are a few examples:

Genre of softcore punk music that integrates unenthusiastic melodramatic 17 year olds who don’t smile, high pitched overwrought lyrics and inaudible guitar rifts with tight wool sweaters, tighter jeans, itchy scarfs (even in the summer), ripped chucks with favorite bands’ signature, black square rimmed glasses, and ebony greasy unwashed hair that is required to cover at least 3/5 ths of the face at an angle.

Seriously? Hahahaha. Those are probably just people with their unique fashion trend (which I think is cool btw) creating rock music… How can THAT be emo? Next.

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Like a Goth, only much less dark and much more Harry Potter.

LOL! I guess I have to agree with this a little bit. Emo is too overrated these days. Too well, let’s just put it this way, mainstream and commercial. With so many bands being labeled ‘emo’ these days, we don’t even know how emo really is anymore.

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A group of white, mostly middle-class well-off kids who find imperfections in there life and create a ridiculous, depressing melodrama around each one. They often take anti-depressants, even though the majority don’t need them. They need to wake up and deal with life like everyone else instead of wallowing in their imaginary quagmire of torment.

This is uhm, kind of brutal. I wouldn’t say I’d agree or disagree with it BUT why label depressing people (no matter how much the severity is) as emo? They have problems, they need help. Give them a break and bring them to a doctor or at least talk to them please. Though, in contradiction, I kind of agree with the last sentence, still without help, they’d stuck in their own dramatised sadness, thinking they’re emo and are actually cool. :/

Okay, I think this should be it. My two cents on emoness.

Emo people, don’t shoot me please.

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