January 1, 2005

Finally done (almost)

I’ve finally gone live!

After 2 freaking days of porting over the new design (that’s the consequences of using nightly builds instead of the stable official release of wordpress), i finally get everything but the photo section and music player in place. This feels so good! I get to release it on1.1.2005!

While i managed to port Daily Misery into a new subdomain, i had decided to get rid of the images from previous postings. This was due to the fact that i was reorganizing my image folder and under certain circumstances, deleting all of the image archives would seem to be a more feasible move.

Happy New Year everyone!

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2005 resolution

Before i start my listing, just want to let everyone knows that i’d just watched ‘A Beautiful Mind’ for the third time. Third time is still a charm and again there were tears in my eyes when J. Nash gave his speech in the Nobel Price ceremony. It has come to my realization that sometimes it takes movie as such for mass public to truly appreciate what academia scholars have brought to ensure continuing growth in human civilization.

Now, lets head into my 2005’s resolution.

  • 1.) Try to fulfill my long overdue 2004’s resolution (2003’s in some cases).
    2.) Hope i will get a job after i graduate this coming May and start sending money back to my parent. The longer it takes me to achieve this, the less i will think of myself.
    3.) Try to be nicer to the people i am not very fond of all this while.
    4.) Hope i can meet Karen sometime this year.
    5.) Learn how to make cheesecake for myself.
    6.) Spend less time in front of the pc, more outside with birds and squirrels.
    7.) Love, love more.

Now, what’s yours?

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January 2, 2005

Alvin’s faceoff

While i was digging through my stacks of cd-back up data, i found this rather interesting piece of art performed by none other than me myself during my first semester here in UNL. This is a classic face-switching snapshots, i can guarantee!

See i was trying to emulate this magnet sticker back then:

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And here’s my version. Well sort of, give or take a couple emotions.
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Pheuwww…that was hell lot of images to upload.

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January 4, 2005

Dilemma of a loving boyfriend

I was having a little chat with Akira just now and realize that all men(excluding spoiled rich kids) encountered the same problem when deciding what to buy their gf during special occasions - finding the right balance between the depthness of your love for her with the depthness of your money pocket.

Akira wants to buy his gf a birth stone come her birthday on this coming April. And the birth stone for the month of April? Diamond. Poor kid~

Unfortunately, he is just like me, a college student with no consistent monthly income, further burdened by the ever-increasing tuition bills. He is also just like everyone else in the elite manhood village - he loves his gf very much and wishes there’s something he can do to give her more. Well, i feel for you pal. The classic excuse of ‘love me for what i am’ is still usable, you know, as a last resort thingy. Feels like doing a Lobo’s, eh.

I wore the clothes you liked
You said they gave me that look
I even tried to like the food
I know you like to cook
I parted my hair on the left
I carried your arm on the right
I slept late in the morning
And I stayed out late at night.
I can’t give any more of my soul away
And still look myself in the mirror everyday
I can’t change any more
of what makes me be myself
And still have enough left
not to be somebody else
I’m not demanding as a man
Just asking you - love me for what I am.
I tried hard not to say
the things you don’t like to hear
And when to you it was apropos
I nibbled on your ear
I opened the door up for you
I kept my big mouth shut
Well I’ve been going down
While you’ve been going up
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January 5, 2005

When we come together….

Sometimes it takes massive trajedy of such magnitude to make the world come together. Sad, but true.

At the Elysee Palace in Paris, a somber President Jacques Chirac observed the tribute with government officials and about 600 civil servants. In Brussels, hundreds of officials gathered outside European Union (news - web sites) headquarters to pay their respects as flags flew at half-staff.
At Europe’s busiest airport, London’s Heathrow, all takeoffs and landings were suspended for five minutes to not disturb the silence. Pilots were told not to taxi or even start their engines.
As the board flashed noon at the Frankfurt, Germany, stock exchange, traders turned their backs to their screens, some with eyes closed. The regularly buzzing trading floor fell quiet, with only the ringing of unanswered phones and the hum of tickers audible. At least 60 Germans died in the disaster — the highest official toll of foreigners so far — and another 1,000 remain missing
Spanish National Television’s two channels broadcast images of the effects of the tsunami. The national radio station played choral music and read out damage reports. Most other private TV channels and radio stations continued with their normal broadcasts.

Britain’s Independent newspaper ran a white front page, blank save for the words: “To remember the tsunami victims … silence.”

In Rome, hundreds gathered outside the town hall, many with tears in their eyes, as bells tolled in several nearby churches.

Read more about the day of commemoration for the tsunami victims here.

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January 6, 2005

Mom’s birthday

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Today is my mom’s birthday. I want to take this opportunity to wish her a very lifetime of good health and happy birthday.

Beloved son,
Alvin.

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January 7, 2005

Bullshit

Cheers, the photo gallery page is up. Thanks to the brilliant simple PHP gallery script by Paul Griffin. Right now there isnt a lot of images being uploaded but rest assure the gallery will increases in size over time. I am still coding the flash player as it gets pretty annoying when it starts to play songs without having users clicking on the ‘play’ button. Webpage with sounds equals to bad usability and accessibility, i should’ve known that.

Next, this piece of comic by Sergio Villareal. It cracked me up big time. The words pretty much put everything in perspective.

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January 8, 2005

Meet my new beanie cap

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After enduring a long, overdue and exhausting journey, Karen’s Christmas present finally arrived safely in front of my door step. I gracefully grabbed it up and one can easily saw the widest grin beaming from my face. With the most gentle touch, I carefully opened the parcel. Wrapped beautifully inside were 2 cards and this cute beanie cap. I wont want to distort the posture of DM’s readers body hairs by disclosing the contents of the cards, but yeah, they pretty much fell in the parental advisory category. Let’s head to the cap, it was cute. I can really make use of this thing, especially when the weather temperature hovers around 5 to 10 Fahrenheit right now (about -15 celcius). Its going to be a long and cold semester when school starts this coming monday. I dont have to rub my ears everytime i come back from outside anymore! Wee!

Oh, as per Karen’s request, here’s a snapshot of Alvin with the beanie cap. Please do ignore the unbearable view of my closet, i had to hang all my laundry because all the damn dryers broke down. Its almost about time to move.

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I assume its ok to be a lil’ bit cheesy now before i close this entry.

I heart you, dear.

Ahem.

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January 9, 2005

Olive garden

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I went for dinner at Olive garden with some of my ‘Abelian’ friends yesterday evening. Abelian means people who used to spend time washing dormitory restrooms for a living. Yep that’s us! Maybe we should skip that part. Anyway, it’s been such a long time since i last saw these three donkeys. Susan just came back from a month long trip to western US, jumping from places like Seattle to San Diego. Rohit graduated and is now working at a local Lincoln’s company. Andrea seemed very happy with her new work place, which is always a good thing. Now, let me introduce the crews.

Here’s Susan and Rohit. Susan is the sweet, solf-talking girl from Miri, Sarawak. Rohit is this tall, thin yet brilliant guy from India. Second picture shows the lovely Andrea. She is always smiling.

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Here’s me and Rohit. The pan-cute head by head thing only works when both people are actually doing it you know, ROHIT!

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And the food: starts with the appetizer which was served with salads and yummy buns. Next on the line is my main dish, the mixed grill. As soon as i saw the gigantic size of this thing (the photo is lying!), i knew i was never going to have any chance to taste their cheesecake with raspberry toppings.

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Let me wrap things up with this cutie-patutie picture of Andrea and Susan. Rohit, that’s how we were supposed to do it!

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January 10, 2005

First day of school

>> It was the first day of school. My schedule sucked big time this time around. I got a class from 9.30 to 10.20, followed by the next one at 12.30 till 1.20. What am i suppose to do in that 2 hours time space. I tried to kill that time slot on the first day by attempting to do a sit-in in a Japanese lingua class. Turn out most of the students in that class were male, that just instantly killed the fun factor for me. See most of my CS class are already filled with male students, so i need a little co-ed environment to reaffirm my masculinity, so called.

>> After only the first few days of the monthly web-hosting cycle, Daily Misery had already consumed more than 1GB of the server bandwidth. Could it be a wordpress inner-working problem, or were there more people dropping by this site now, or simply the flash header was taking all the bandwidth? After i checked the web stats today, i found out the number of unique visitors had skyrocketed in the past few weeks, with many new unique IP appearing at the rate of tens everyday (spammers maybe?). At this rate, i afraid my monthly hosting package of 20GB bandwidth per month might just be able to cut it, hopefully.

>> I am really upset with the Malaysia postal service. Every single time, they lost my…. (why am i even wasting my time to write about this?!)

>> Feed on feeds is a must have for those who constantly reads articles from websites that provide rss/atom feeds. Unlike most desktop newsreaders, FOF is a server-side newsreader which means you can read news from your subscription/bookmarks sites from virtually anywhere provided you have internet access and a web browser. This software is so freaking cool, now i can read slashdot, Yahoo news, many many of my favourite blogs and xpbargains from one single browser window!

Update (2 hours later): I was told in class that the Software Engineering course for this semester had been canceled! Great, oh so great. No seriously. Now i can actually enroll for the Internet system and programming class that i had been drooling for ever since it was announced in the bulletin but unable to take it due to the fact that i have already fulfilled all my CS credits requirement. I have had quite a bit of hands-on experience with various internet programming language and really looking forward to learn more from this class. I just wish the faculty have told us earlier about the course cancellation. Anyway here’s the internet programming class description:

The special topics course, CSCE496/896 XML, has been a placeholder for a new course CSCE464/864 Internet Systems and Programming.
A survey of paradigms, systems, and languages for Internet applications, including client-side and server-side programming, object-based and event-based distributed programming, and multi-tier applications, object-based and event-based distributed programming, and multi-tier
applications.
Coverage this semester will XML, XHTML, HTTP, CSS, DHTML, JavaScript, DOM, CGI, Perl, PHP, distributed SQL services, Java applets, servlets, JavaServer Pages, and Web services. It is a great course for acquiring valuable technical skills as well as a larger perspective on Internet systems.
This course has been offered previously as a special topics course and counts:
* in the software track and 4xx level requirements for the bachelor degree in computer science,
* in the software systems technical elective area for the bachelor degree in computer engineering, and in the systems track for the graduate programs.
Register for this course as CSCE496/896, Section 3, Call Numbers: 7778/7779. I hope to see you there. It is a fun course.
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January 11, 2005

Stressed, tired, sleepy

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Essential ingredients to lead a successful life.

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January 13, 2005

Little puny me

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Using Terraserver’s satellite map software, i was able to pinpoint the area map around my residence. It has only been a few years back when i first watched ‘Enemy of the State’ starring Will Smith. Satellites surveillance technology was showed in great details in the movie, where high-powered satellites could zoom in till the very inch of almost anywhere on earth and produced ultra-high resolution pictures or motion videos to capture a specific target. Now almost everyone can do it from their home computer. According to terraserver’s website:

  • “You can easily navigate the enormous amount of information in TerraServer by selecting a location on a map or entering a place name. And now, a new Web service–called TerraServer.NET–enables Web developers to easily integrate TerraServer data into their own applications.”

Does that not scare you? It scares me a little.

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January 15, 2005

Garden state

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Mmmm……mmmm…..it was good.
Heck, it was an awesome movie.
Shut up! It was the best movie i’d seen this year (its January, but still!)
Zach Braff, you, yeah you. I am gonna keep an eye on you closely from now on.

Now all of you say this with me:

Natalie Portman is a very adorable girl. She is a very very very VERY adorable girl. And also very endearing.
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January 17, 2005

They (dumb people) just dont get it

“So how much you have to pay for this browser you have been talking about?”

“Oh, its free.”

“So is it like a shareware thing or ?”

“Nope, its free.”

“Does it come with spyware, you know, like kazaa and how about those advertising pop ups?”

“Nothing as such, i said its free.”

“You mean its like free FREE?”

“Yes, its freaking free!” *me, growing impatient…*

“Nothing in this world is free. And if its really free, maybe it isnt such a great software afterall..”

* I walked away, fearing i might started to take off one of my boots and stucked it into his big-ass mouth in any minutes.*

You wont believe how many times I have had such repetitive, identical conversations while trying to recommend OOS software like firefox, Gaim or Sygate to other people when they come to me crying about how their PC f***s their life up. First thing first, we, Computer Science students dont have a single clue why your Windows stops responding to your mouse clicks, or why your Internet Explorer starts behaving weirdly, or what is the best RAM in the market or simply why your internet connection slows down so badly you cant stream porn anymore with your mp3 player. WE DONT KNOW, because we dont learn such things in our syllabus. Now, after clearing this huge common misperception of what many people think of CS students are, let us head over to flaming part II.

The thing is, there are a lot of dumb people around us. There’s probably one beside you right now, and rest assure they will be the last species to extinct in this big wholly earth due to the fact that there are just SO MANY of them. These are the same people who worship certain proprietary softwares to the very end of their ignorant life but then start whining:”what happen to my pc?” when in fact its their window OS got hijacked by spywares, or simply because its time to run their ever-so-dependable auto-update again. Read my lips, nothing happen to your pc, its your Windows OS, and no, Microsoft’s Window does not equal to PC just as Internet Explorer does not equal to the Internet. These are the same type of people who come out to me and say:” Can you help to reformat my pc, i think i just got hit by a virus…” These are also the same type of people who would happily open emails with porn headings and atttachments of the size of BigMac. I know this is probably a harsh generalization of mine, but i can tell you, i am not too far off.

Dumb people will never buy the fact that some brilliant programmers would actually spend hours coding softwares and release them for free. Even if they do finally understand that, you can be sure they will start whining not so long after when they find out certain OSS are not entirely free as per se (some professional technical supports for instance). Even the word ‘DONATION’ is enough to generate an overhyped sense of phobia among them. As one of my friends who studies PHP like a religion puts it:”they will never understand the true spirit of OSS”. Nor will they ever understand why anyone would do that, or why is it so important that codes are being made public, just like why they dont understand why we cant fix their computers (we probably can, but many times we just dont feel like to).

I have got to chill~~

Btw, Bonnie Sommerville just took over from Elliot Smith :). So clear your cache and check out this fabulous song titled ‘winding road’ from her.

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January 18, 2005

Bible’s charm

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Can i be any more superstitious in my desperate attempt to improve my programming skills?

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January 20, 2005

Noel the great

Many girls talk about their teddy bears all the time, but not boys. Its more like the taboo thing where you dont say ‘I love you’ to your girlfriend in front of your guy friends. As stupid as some of these subculture, outdated thinkings might sound, those actions still remain as one of the few unforgiven acts within the manhood fellowship. And I am placing my future, career and my existing circle of friends in huge risk by writing this entry - that I have a teddy bear. For those who had already passed out when I made the first exclusive disclosure, good for you. For those who survived it, here’s another one - my teddy has a name. Its a HE and his name is NOEL (No·ël).

*I would assume everyone’s dead by now, either by laughing to death or shocked to death or simply by dont-know-how-to-react to death*

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Wokay, now that we’ve smashed the taboo into infinite pieces of uh…little broken taboos, let me introduce you to Noel - the great egoistic bear. Karen made me adopted him when we were celebrating my 20th birthday 3 years back. Little I could do back then since I badly wanted our first kiss that night, so I promptly complied. He has been with me ever since, crossing tens of thousands of miles from Malaysia to US, sleeping in the same bed with me and take care of my well being . In fact, he is solely responsible for many of my sweet dream sleeps. Whenever I have a deja-vu in my dream that some ugly looking, blood-sucking demons with oversized boobs are going to turn my cozy night into a nightmare, Noel will appears in my dream with his rusted Excalibur and protects me in anyway he can possibly think of. I am serious.

Here’s a few random facts about Noel.

  • » He always sleeps at the top right side of my shoulder.
  • » He wears a Rosary around his neck. He’s not that holy; I caught him watching Playboy one time! Wait, that was actually me..
  • » Karen loves to spray her favourite perfume onto his sweater. He doesnt complain. I cant complain. Sometimes I really think we are not that different.
  • » Noel was humping male dolls quite a lot lately. I never judge him. Karen and I had promised to love him no matter what’s his choice of sexual orientation might be. We will also stand right behind him should he decides to join the military or anti-globalization rally.
  • » Noel rarely smiles. He has always wanted to quash the stereotype that all teddy bears are cute and adorable.
  • » I didnt pack him into one of those sad looking postal box when Karen and I had a ‘temporary break-up’ a while back. He and I have so much history. Besides, he told me he was scared of dark.
  • » I’ve never said ‘thank you’ to him when he chased away those demons. I never say ‘Good Morning’ to him either when i wake up every morning. I never say anything nice to him. Yet he is always there.
Pixels of Noel’s life
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January 24, 2005

Prophesizing

Attending Applied Ethics class is proven to be an unheathy activity for people with dysfunctional way of thinking. According to my psychiatrist, I belong to that group of people.

Here’s some of the topics we are going to cover in class:

  • » Sexual morality
  • » Homosexuality
  • » Same sex marriage
  • » Adultery
  • » Prostituion
  • » Pornography
  • » Abortion
  • » Euthanasia
  • » Human cloning
  • » Capital punishment
  • » Welfare and social justice
  • » Animal rights
  • » Environmental ethics
  • » War
  • » Reparations for Slavery

If you happen to be one of Daily Misery’s veteran readers, you would probably be familiar with some of my positions/beliefs in regards to some of these ethical issues, and you are probably aware that I did write about them from time to time (not very often ever since Bush won the reelection). I believe this class is going to be of good value to me as I am sure I would be exposed to many other kinds of alternative thinkings that might serves as a way of learning new things and enhancing my knowledge of how critical thoughts are constructed and supported. I wont be suprised if some of my initial beliefs are gradually be substituted partially or wholly by alternative views come the end of this semester. But that is before my psychiatrist cum psychologist perscribed me with these following words:

“Judging from your passiveness and openness in expressing/accepting views about ethical values, you should probably stay away from disclosing, discussing or even write about your ethical views in public. You are also strongly advised to reject any sort of politically-oriented thinking as it is essentially a hopeless waste of intellectual effort (for people like you).”

I need a new psychiatrist, any good recommendation anyone?

* I learned a new word in class today - Beastiality. It means sex with animal. What?! I never came across this word before, seriously. *
* Also if anyone of you happen to be interested in what I think in regards to issues above, just drop a comment. I cant promise its something you would like to hear, but I can promise that I will be honest.*

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January 26, 2005

Friday Night Lights

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If you think Remember the Titans is good, you should definitely catch this one. But you will love this movie even if you are not a football fan (of which I am not).

Oh, here’s the trailer.
This movie is probably the best sport movie ever made, period. Kleenex might come in handy if you plan to watch it.

No seriously, watch it.

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January 27, 2005

Poet dilemma

If you can meet Pulitzer Prize Winning Poet W.D. Snodgrass, Academy of American Poets Past Chancellor, David Wagoner, Dr. Herbert Woodward Martin, Dr. Len Roberts and living legend Florence Henderson all at one time, will you? You bet I will run around naked just to shake their hands.

The chance presented itself when my poem got nominated for the grand prize in the International poetry competition, or something like that (I totally forgot about the whole thing until one of DailyMisery’s reader hat tipped me when she saw my poem in their online publication). I am supposed to go to this Walt Disney World Resort in Orlando, Florida, for their awards presentation convention from February 25-27, 2005. As soon as they mentioned that travel expense will not be covered, I knew I can only kiss all those poet superstars bye bye. Their appearance is probably the only thing that makes the trip worth going to, but no money. I really want to meet W.D. Snodgrass especially, I’ve read some of his poems and they are pure classic in a sense that:

  • 1.) I dont understand the stuff he wrote .
  • 2.) I sort of understand the stuff he wrote and I sort of think they’re beautiful.
  • 3.) He writes honest stuff, no bullshit or flowers or trees or sky.

See if I can actually meet him, I can ask him all the questions about the stuff he wrote that I dont understand. THat would be awesome. *Alvin clapping rigorously*

*sigh* Click read more if you want to read their letter of invitation. Oh by the way they are going to published a book with all the finalists poems in it. Now if only someone can actually buy that book and send it to me as a gift……..
(more…)

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January 28, 2005

NARUTO is back!

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NARUTO IS BACK! NARUTO IS BACK! My life had been so empty ever since Naruto went hiatus for months starting November last year.

I am so spoiled by this comic. *sigh*

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January 30, 2005

Do Re Mi and ME

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“Alvin, are you ready yet?”

“Yes mom…”

“Now be a good boy today, dont cry like last time. Its embarassing.”

“But I dont want to go….. I hate piano. I just want to play my LEGO.”

“Its only for an hour, your sister is going too.”

“Allright…”

I started attending piano lessons at a very young age (8 maybe?). Back then, my sister, Karen (not to be mistaken with my gf - Karen also) who is one year younger than me, took it together with me. I dropped out after one month but she carried on until recently when she got her 14th grade piano distinction.

I’ve always think the sexiest man on earth is the male pianist. I still do. Its funny how I’ve never came to terms with myself about why I would be so unhappy on attending piano lessons back then. Maybe it was because of the classroom smell, maybe the instructor is a very fierce looking creepy woman, or maybe I just want to play my LEGO and not do anything else but keep building my little pirate island of the block paradise within my own imaginary utopia.

I love piano. I love piano music and I love Keane. I also love classical music that has piano as their main concerto. I love when my sister practices her piano although it can be very irritating at times when the sound totally fills up the space of the house and drowns my 3d gaming sound. Thinking back, I wish my mom had been more dictactoring on me regarding this matter. I wish she would see me through those lessons and leaved me alone in the cold dark room crying by myself. But nah, my crying was probably loud enough to make her ears bleed - it was that bad. Besides, she did let me take taekwondo classes instead, which too didnt last very long after I was kicked right in my face during a district level competition back then. Oh yeah, I cried like a baby right on the spot and my coach couldnt do nothing but to throw the white towel (signalling surrender) into the ring. Apparently I do not have many fond memories I can be proud of when I was little.

Now, I can only stand by Karen’s side and watch her fingers dance through the blocks of black and white wooden nodes, guided by the melody notes of Gerard Hengeveld, Hélène Grimaud, Yundi Li, Hans Richter-Haaser and many others. All with such a soft, mellow flow and she obviously did it with such an apparent ease.

If you cant be a pianist, you might as well have one in your family.

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February 1, 2005

Uh huh~

Let me give you a run down of the type of mails one can possibly find in my mailbox during a normal day.
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Lazy entertainment for lazy people.

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$#@)($^@!^$(*#.

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The proof that the notion of being informative and biased can both co-exist at the same time.

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Delicacy of the day.

Here are some random segments of my recent life:
  • » Paid my tuition fee. Dont ask me the amount. I pratically went in and wrote the check with my eyes closed.
  • » I got 9 gmail invites to give away. Let me know if any of you want one.
  • » I also have 5 free Sony Connect online music downloads to give away (think iTunes). Edonkey and Kazaa rocks, but this is legal stuff. Adding 5 legal tracks to your 5000 illegal mp3’s collection might not be such a bad idea.
  • » As some of you might have noticed, I added Google Adsense on the left sidebar of this site. Mostly down to three reasons:
    1.) That blank #33333 space looks like it can use some decorations.
    2.) My sites has been getting consistent traffic of around 300 visits per day with over 5 GB bandwidth consumed this month, so I guess that’s should be enough to launch me into the millionaire sweet spot.
    3.) Daily Misery’s readers dont have to pay a dime by clicking the links to get additional info. that might have some connection with my site content, so its a win-win situation.
  • » I am starting a web service/consultant company with one of my friend. Will write more once we finalise all the details.
  • » I plan to give this to Karen as a Valentine’s gift. What do you guys think? PLEASE DO NOT CLICK ON THE LINK if you happen to be the girl with the name Karen who happen to be deeply in love with a boy name Alvin. You will officially void the warranty of any elements of suprise if you click on that link. Resist the temptation :).
    I also try to avoid from ordering gift from Malaysia’s e-commerce sites after last year incident. I ordered 999 roses for her from a local online florist like 1 month before V. Then on the eve of V (13th Feb), the freaking site emailed me that they have to cancel my order due to - get this - insufficient amount of roses in their stock. I made it very clear to them that currently there exists a very fine line between me being totally understanding about this shit and me grabbing my samurai and buy a one way ticket back to Malaysia and go to their doorstep and stuff all the clementines, roses and orchids into each one of their big ass mouths and make them sing ‘Desert Rose’ by Sting to my gf. They got the message. Karen received 24 roses instead.
  • » I need to take a pooh right now, possibly a big one. Later.
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February 7, 2005

Let’s celebrate

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Hereby I want to wish everyone within alvinwoon.com blogsphere a very Happy Chinese New year and Happy Valentine’s day. Apparently the desperate attempt to potray my sad-looking face for not being able to celebrate CNY with my family for 2 years in a row failed miserably. I badly need to work on my facial expression. Also, sorry for the over-exposure photo.

Peace, love and pillow.

Alvin. W

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February 10, 2005

Wilson the mafia

This is my friend - Wilson.

This picture, oh this picture. How am I going to put words into it? Isnt he like the cutest creature ever exist? I swear if you stare this picture long enough, you will spend the next 10 minutes laughing and redo the whole thing again.

Cant get enough of his face? Here’s more.

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February 13, 2005

Love’s day

Everyone,
Pancake, love and hugs.
Alvin

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February 17, 2005

Pendant is here.

I just received the pendant from Mondera. As some of you might have noticed, its not the same pendant I was talking about here. I went for a change of heart cuz the more I look at the previous one, the less I like about it. Oh well, she will just has to love anything I’d given her at the end of the day :D. Do feel bad about the delayed delivery though. I’ve always been late in geting my present to her and this time it will end up as a belated Valentine’s again. I will be the first to admit that I am a lame boyfriend. I am lucky obviously, but I always have a tendency to let lucky things in life slip pass me for various combination of peculiar reasons. I plan to keep this one, for a very long long time, if God’s will.

*sigh*

Oh right, here’s some pictures. Clicked on the pictures for the full size version.

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Also check out the new song iin my flash player by Bright eyes titled ‘Arc of time’. They are my favourite band right now.

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February 20, 2005

Tux the Linux Protector

She (or he?) has got to be the most famous penguin in the world. Meet Tux - the Linux’s mascot. Tux can be seen everywhere from the various Linux distros websites to the GNU irc chatrooms to the firefox newsgroup to Open Source cafe t-shirts. Tux is cute, Tux is free, you can bend it all you want. You can make it mini, you can make it mega. You can paint it with Pamela and you can make it oblique, yet Tux will always be Tux. So Tux rocks! Sing it with me, Tux rocks. He rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks! Ok, seriously, I read this article by Michelle Delio that basically talks about the origin of our favorite penguin. Here’s some excerpts from the article that I think has brilliantly put the fundamental paradigm behind Open Source in such a beautiful metaphorical perspective.

Anyone can employ Tux to promote a Linux-related product, and there are no licensing fees or any need to get official approval from someone to use the penguin.

“When I saw the new IBM Linux advertising campaign, I wondered how much of their multi-million dollar budget went to licensing fees for the penguin,” said a public relations representative who requested his name not be used.

“I was amazed to find out that anyone with a Linux-related product or project has the right to use the penguin.

“Normally, teams of always-angry lawyers fiercely protect logos. And when I discovered you could alter the penguin however you choose, I was flabbergasted. Logos are sacred, untouchable icons in corporate culture.”

But allowing people to add, alter and tinker with Tux has turned the portly penguin into a widely recognized logo, minus the usually high development costs that are invested into corporate design.

“Tux is an excellent proof of concept of the whole rationale behind open source and free software development,” said Marco Pastore, an open source programmer. “Release your creation to the community, let them do with it as they see fit, and you’ll end up with something wonderful.”

Tux is not the product of an advertising agency, and no money was invested into his development. Artist Larry Ewing first drew him in 1996 when developers began to feel that one of the things that Linux really needed was a logo. ….

Please do read the full article here.

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February 22, 2005

Ubuntu to give away.

Looks like its Linux week in Daily Misery :D. After covering our favourite Tux during my last entry, I am going to write about a Linux distro today. I hope I am not chasing away other frequent DM’s readers who happen to follow my love life, shit life and funny life closely all this while. Just for this week, bear with me :). Besides, Linux is fun, I hope you guys will read through the entry.

I have like 10 cd packages of Ubuntu linux OS to give away. Each package has two cds, one installation cd and one live CD. According to the forewords of their website, “Ubuntu” is an ancient African word, meaning “humanity to others”. Ubuntu also means “I am what I am because of who we all are”. The Ubuntu Linux distribution brings the spirit of Ubuntu to the software world. Here’s some screenshots of the chinese version of Ubuntu.

It is built based upon Debian. I am gonna cut through the crap here by skipping what kind of gnome or KDE Ubuntu is using and stuff like that. There’s one thing though that I like about Ubuntu more than the myriad of other linux distros out in the Wild Wild West - the flexibility of its software repository. According to the website, The Ubuntu software repository contains thousands of software packages organised into four “components”, on the basis of the level of support we can offer them, and whether or not they comply with our Free Software Philosophy. The components are called “main”, “restricted”, “universe” and “multiverse..bla bla bla. Basically you gotta try it to feel it.

Having said so, I still prefer Gentoo for various personal reasons. For me, any linux distros is worth a try. Judging from my web stats, a large majority of DM’s visitors are using Windows (about 85%). I am not on a missionary here, but just to let my beloved readers realize the simple fact that should some day, some time in the future, when you’re feeling lonely and want to reach for the nearest sharp object you can find to end your miserable trouble because your blue blue Windows for some unknown reason shows you the blue blue error screen, or it simply turns into a zombie, broken Windows or the spywares and adwares become too overwhelming, there’s a bright light down the tunnel. When that day does arrive, I want you to brave yourself to take a first major step toward that tunnel and keep walking. As the lights become brighter, you will see the image of a penguin appearing from the blurry fog. Dont be scared, its Tux and he wont bite. Tux will guides you to the source of the light - a happy utopia where many Linuxians are currently living in. Linux is the name, and you’ll never look back from that day onwards.

See, it doesnt sound biblical at all!

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February 24, 2005

Quick bits

Wokay, some quick bits of my recent rock-star alike life.

0.) She will melts your heart.

1.) DM went hiatus for two days to pay tribute to Malcolm X (you can still view the page here). He was an amazing person, fighting for what’s really important during a very difficult time. The thing is, there shouldnt be such thing as ‘race’, in fact I think we should abolish that word in the dictionary as well. It wont lead to a lost of identity since identity is not about your racial ethnicity or skin color or where you’re borned in the first place.

2.) Thanks to tanyat for the nice words in theweblogreview. Yep, Daily Misery got her virgin review from that site. Checks it out. Btw, the image slideshow on my header page changes every 10 seconds, not 30! :P

3.) Thanks for the emails and IMs you guys had been sending me. Sorry for not writing consistenly about my life lately (lol, some of you cried over the double combo long linux postings). I am cooking a long entry about one of my friend and her pet. Until I finish that, for those of you who got here from theweblogreview expecting to read some long funny entries, you can in the mean time read some of my old favourite entries in DM. I picked them randomly from my favourite category.

4.) I’ll be back. I promise.

Till then, finish your muffin, hug yourself and kiss the cheek of the person right next to you cuz life’s too short to just stay side by side without showing any affection.

Alvin.W

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February 26, 2005

Anti-beautification

Karen: Hey, some modelling agency asked me to attend their trial and photo shoot session.
Alvin: Uh, are you sure they’re not some dickheads trying to trick you into prostitution?

Karen: No! Its a legitimate company, a huge and well known agency.
Alvin: Oh, So you? Modelling? I know a very good optometrician. I wouldnt mind recommending him to them……

Karen: You want to die is it? *English translation: Repeat that again and I will kill you*
Alvin: You wouldnt dare. So are you going to the session?

Karen: Well, I am still thinking about it. What do you think?
Alvin: Electrical engineering student doing modelling? You have got to be the hottest nerd in town.

Karen: Hey! Seriously though…
Alvin: I wouldnt really mind. Besides, I dont really have much say in this, do I?

Karen: Hehe, nope. Think I will give it a try.
Alvin: Make sure I get a copy of the photos.

One month later
Hmm, an international package was dropped in my front door. Oh its from Karen. What did she send me this time? Her underwear maybe?
*My thoughts venture into its own fantasia*

Oh, it is those photos from her modeling session. Sweet, let me check it out….

2 minutes later
*Breath, Alvin, breath.*
*Remember your yoga class, whoosaaa……. whoosaaaa…….. whoooosssaaaaaaa~*

Not that I didnt enjoy the photos, I did. As always, My girlfriend looked gorgeous, if not a little bit different. Ok, the fact is I couldnt even recognize her. She looks so much better in person than in those photos, especially when her hairs are resting down. She will gets anything she wants from me when she rests her hairs down.

I am so gonna thump the photographer and stylist.

*Whoosaa….*

So here’s my three questions for whoever the photographer was.

  • 1.) Karen has an apple face, round and cute. So with her hair being tied up, wouldnt that make her face even rounder?
  • 2.) What and why is that circular thing on her head?
  • 3.) You want to die is it?
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March 1, 2005

Joyce and Lilo

This blog is in serious danger of turning itself into one of those self-absorbing, narcissist cum asshole type of blogspace if I am to write one more entry about me, Alvin, Alvin Woon or my obvious love for cheesecake. The last thing I want is to turn Daily Misery into another Truman show manuscript. As Daily Misery is fastly approaching 1000 unique visitors per day, maybe the time has come to show DM’s readers the background colors of my somewhat blessed life.

Of course, life is never about you or me, its more like a self-evolving experience involving people around you - its more about the guy/girl next door. Dont get me wrong, I appreciate that you guys love to read about what I’ve posted so far, but it would mean a whole lot to me if 10 or 20 years from now, if I happen to have the chance to reread back some of my postings, that my circles of friends or just people I brushed through during this time this year will also feature in this little history book of mine. I want to write about that hot chick who I buy coffee from every morning when I walked through Old Father’s Hall. Its about the African American guy next door who always say ‘Yo wassup’ whenever we bump into each other. Its about this guy in my work place who has a striking resemblance to Sylvester Stallone. Its about this China girl who always says sorry to me even though she’s done absolutely nothing wrong. Its about my roomate who has developed a somewhat interesting habit of ironing his shirt at 12 o’clock midnight. It’s about something that’s not about me.

Well, tonight, its about this girl with her rabbit, Lilo. I have known Joyce for like 2 years (give or take a few months). You have never seen a one million dollar smile until you’ve seen Joyce’s smile. Its that captivating. She’s one of those people when you told her you’ve just killed someone, she would say “oh, so what are you going to do? Do you want me to come over?”. That little cutie pie wrapped warmly around her arms is Lilo. See I have never doubt how passionate girls can get when it comes to this whole pet thingie - they probably would DIE for these cute creatures. But I can never understand their taste when it comes to the naming process. Lilo the rabbit? *sigh*. I have told my gf that if we do have kids in the future, I want to be the one responsible for naming our babies.

Moving on, Joyce told me Lilo can be a bitch at times, whatever that is suppose to mean. But the way she talks about Lilo, and how she would put on different pictures of her and Lilo on her MSN display on every other days tells me where she places Lilo within the little pocket of her heart. Thing is, taking care of a pet involves a lot of responsibility, not to mention the hierarchical level of emotional pains one has to endure when that special little life has to pay a visit to the mystic land of eternity. I can never take it. I remember too well when my mom accidentally ran through my little puppy with her car when I was eight; The worst part is she died slowly with her body still shaking during the last few minutes prior to her death and that little puppyish cries of her…. I didnt speak with my mom for one week. Every year, my sister and I would place flowers on that exact same place where my father and I had buried her. I probably keep the ritual going until I was like 10 or something. It was heartbreaking. It sure requires a lot courages but I am sure every single bits of it is worth many many bits of what may come through. Everyday I see Joyce, her face tells me so.

But life’s too short to worry about that. Especially when you have little creature like Lilo running around the house.

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March 5, 2005

*sigh*

Something for me to self-reflect on for the rest of the week.

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March 7, 2005

Sub-human civilization

Just when you thought the world couldnt get anymore worse…

I bit my thumb nail so hard that it bled when I read this today. Blank…its all blank in my head.

Never had I felt so helpless and angry before.

Tens of Thousands Said Raped in East Congo

By BRYAN MEALER, Associated Press Writer
1 hour, 44 minutes ago

KINSHASA, Congo - Militiamen and renegade soldiers have raped and beaten tens of thousands of women and young girls in eastern Congo, and nearly all the crimes have gone unpunished by the country’s broken judicial system, an international human rights group said Monday.

Hundreds of new rapes are reported every week, but only 10 soldiers and militants have been convicted of rape in relatively lawless eastern Congo since the end of the country’s devastating war in 2002, New York-based Human Rights Watch said in a report…


Full news article

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March 8, 2005

Poem repost

Since I had came across quite a few child abuse cases in the news recently, I think it would be appropriate to repost the poem I had wrote about a year ago, for which it generated quite a hype back then. I dont know why i would want to repost it, maybe its just that I am too tired of this beautiful world.

Butterfly scent, muddy pool,
Barbie doll and strawberry lollipop,
Sinful lust, teary eyes,
Bruised arm and tainted sheet.

Other kids have their daddy’s sing lullaby,
I have my daddy touching me and my baby,
It starts in a room so gloomy,
And ends with tears and oh, “I am so sorry’
It’s ok, daddy loves me,
He pushed me, hit me, curse me and r*** me,
It’s ok, daddy just has a bad day,
Then he did it again and again,
It’s ok, it’s really ok.
My panty is painted with blood,
And yet everything still has to be ok.

Neither those who knows cares,
Mommy would just turn away and close the door,
I beg him to stop,
I beg her for help,
I said ‘Please daddy, dont’ so many times,
That my tougue starts to bleed and melt,
Yet I was left starving for hope,
Too much shame were left to be felt,

I have always said to myself,
Maybe he will stop when I grow up,
He did, when he found Brenda,
She was just 6, my daughter,
Just like me, blue eyes blue,
Still too innocent to understand,
what her daddy was doing to her is wrong,
My daughter father is my father,
And my mother is my mother and her stepmother,
Even Einstein would be confused by the relativity,
and I am close to the edge of lunaticity,
For the love of God, she’s already a sick child
Born with homogenous genes from an incentous sin,
And now she is a sick child with post-traumatic disorder,
Brought down to earth into the hands of savage perversion,

I have to kill him,
I want to kill him,
I want to kill them all,
41 stabs, daddy laid on the floor,
Then I slit mom’s throat,
Standing upon the pool of blood,
I laughed,
then I cried.

Flower scent, grass playground,
4 white walls and countless stares,
Crime scene, 155 years,
Tired eyes and tainted sheet.

I dream of a home,
Where daddy sings lullaby,
and mommy makes pancakes,
A home where,
Daddy’s hand is to wipe my tears,
A home where,
I can never be too afraid to keep my room unlock,
A home where,
Daddy only comes into my room late at night to make sure I put my blanket on,
A home where,
The love of parenthood doesnt bend so far.
A home I can only dream of behind the bar.

© Alvin Woon
Crafted on 15th February 2004

*Inspired by a true story. Subject’s name has been changed

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March 11, 2005

3 years and going strong

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March 13, 2005

Poets die young

*untitled*
Along the mellow tones you dance,
through the sparkling sand under the wind,
an opening worth of a thunder kind,
every moves decorates every minds,
with the finale a wonder shine

Author’s note: I am just boring, ignore me. I think this is what I am going to do in DM for the rest of the week, or month - write one line everyday to hopefully complete the poem and cross out lines that seem funny, elegant and too good to be true. Do feel free to chip in anytime should you find yourself in an extreme state of boredom-ness. We have more than available space to share our…uh..boredom-ness. Besides, I am not very good at expressing myself with the use of minimal words, could use some helps here.

Lemonade anyone?

Oh lastly, when Song Hae Gyo cries, there’s ntg in world - that includes homosapien, dog, cat, squirrel and ameoba - that can hold back from crying with her.

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March 14, 2005

Du du…

*untitled*
Along the mellow tones you dance,
through the sparkling sand under the wind,
an opening worth of a thunder kind,
every moves decorates every minds,
with the finale a wonder shine

Captivating stares fill the room
under the dark ceiling beneath the hall
yet all are good in home
aint fair to spare anymore of this doom
just waiting for years for the sword to fall.
and to spend eternity enthralled*
trading curiosity for a lifetime of gloom*

Update: * by Kristof

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The coffee house

K, lets take a break from the poem brain-storming. I want to tell you guys about this coffee house that I frequent. Its called..uh..The Coffee House. I initially plan to blog about itonly after I take some pictures of it but we can do that later.

Stepping inside, one will easily be captivated by the aroma and decoration in this small but cozy main hall. It has sofas and table-chair combinations with plenty of magazines and newspaper to fill the day. For those who need some quiet space to read and study, you can go straight to the end of the hall where there’s another small hall with reminicense of the 80’s atmosphere. Most of the wall paintings are either portraits of women with bare chest or abstract pictures of emm..women with bare breast. This proves to be very helpful when your eyes get all sored up reading the textbook or newspaper. K, what make this coffee house so special that I made it my official study hall?

1.) It serves the best plain cheesecake in town. There’re also apple cheesecakes, buns and cookies. But damn the plain cheesecake is the softest cheesecake I have ever tasted.
2.) The coffee of course. They have like hundreds of variants of coffee beans with different syrup mixtures that will keep you up Up UP. Their Irish Mocha is heaven-like and normal coffee refill costs only 25 cent per fill - what a steal!
3.) Its quiet and they play jazz, soft alternatives or spanish songs which can be quite disturbing when all the drums and termelo starts kicking in. But overall very peaceful and quiet place to stare at papers with words.

I will upload some pictures soon. I wish every place I go in near future has a coffee house like this.

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March 17, 2005

Widget puzzle?

I cant imagine what I will do without my lovely widgets. I have one widget that let me take notes on a simple but elegant notepad-like interface. The second widget is the weather widget. They were so convenient, slick and informative….until this came along.

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See where the red color finger is pointing at? Ok, what the hell is the greenish white icon suppose to mean? Does it mean there’ll be flurry on this coming Thursday? Or a snowstorm? Typhoon? What is going to happen on Thursday? It might have not matter if you are in Malaysia or California where the sun and star smile at each other with the cloud dancing around and the moon sipping his cup of coffee relaxing. In Lincoln NE, all those elements get moody fast, hell they change more rapidly than Michael Jackson’s face.

Crap, it’s 16 minutes into Thrusday right now.

Update: One of my buddy just msn me that the greenish thing represents St. Patricks day. Why? Why does that have anything to do with how the sun is going to look like tommorow? Or how the rain is…nvm. This is bad usability design.

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March 18, 2005

I’m sorry I love you

K, now go away. I dont want you guys to see me cry.

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March 21, 2005

Flickr spelling time


aLVi for informationNWOHollywood BOWLn


Now its your turn.

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March 24, 2005

Child within me

As one grows older, he/she tends to drop of a few do’s from his/her pocket along the journey of life. Some were due to the time trend, some were due to physical / financial / demographical constraints and some others were due to the changes of personal liking. Some do’s might have also been substituted by other do’s.

I’m 23. As I venture closer and closer to the stressland of adulthood ( I’m still not in it, at least my brain isnt), I realize I no longer do some of the things which a 15 year old version of me would’ve done on regular basis. And I didnt even realize it all along. I no longer

  • » Feel excited about Chinese New Year. (you can blame part of that on my 2 year hiatus in this foreign land of obscurity)
  • » Tie my shoelaces. Right now due to time constraint, my shoelaces are always ‘readily’ tied just so that I can slip my foot in with apparent ease, run out of the door, hand holdings bagels and strap my messenger bag across my back - all under 5 seconds.
  • » Hit on girls that have sweet smiles. Actually I stopped doing that three years ago when I met Karen.
  • » Play counter strike. CS is taken over by battlefield 1942 ever since I arrived in US.
  • » Play soccer. I used to be David Beckham on the pitch. Now I am just David Belly Ham.
  • » Drink Sprite. Nah, the white liquid is totally taken over by the black-power combination of Coke and Pepsi….and coffee
  • » Laugh a lot. This is just plain sad. I used to laugh a whole lot, partly because I have a huge mouth (according to my gf), so even when I have one of those small laughs, most people will think that I am laughing my ass off.
  • » Wash my underwear. Just kidding, I still do that, just not as often as I would have preferred. Lol, again kidding.
  • » Go to church. I want to do that again, soon.
  • » I no longer watch NYPD and ER. Like many, CSI, Friends and 24 have totally taken over my 9.00 pm.
  • »Sing Sesame Streets tunes while I’m in shower.

To be continue……

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March 28, 2005

Little updates..

K, first thing first, I just got back from campus at around 12 noon (2am malaysian time) and found out my gf left me a voicemail. She just left a quick one saying ‘i love you…...and there’s an earthquake in Sumatra that can be felt quite strongly in Kuala Lumpur‘. She didnt say whether she was allright, and i tried to call back but the phone line didnt work. So what should i do?! What should i do?! *Calm down Alvin* *Whoosaaa…* But she lives on like the 10th floor of a super-high condominum. How can i calm the fcuking down?!!! *Whoosaaa*

That ought to get me worry more than a bit. Yahoo! news didnt help much by reporting the magnitude of the quake hovered around 8.2! This certainly takes another 2 or 3 years out of my life. Can DM’s malaysian reader please provide me somesort of real time updates on how the situation in Malaysia is right now? Did any buildings collapse or roads turn upside down or massive waves terrorizing through our beaches? Anything that will helps to make me feel a little bit at ease.

K, second updates would be emm, Malaysian night had just been concluded on a high note. Syabas to all volunteers and performers. There’s a lot of pictures out on the web since everyone pretty much own a digital camera for fun right now (kids nowadays, *sigh*). Here’s some pictures from some of my fren’s site. The list will grows in the next couple of days.

www.huineechin.com

Since everyone pretty much has the same set of photos, I am just gonna handpick some photos and come out with my own theme for this year event - Hot chicks of Malaysian Night 2005. Click on the pictures below to go to the photo gallery.

Btw I’m sick, so there might be some typo errors in this posting or I might get all grumpy in replying all your emails, rest assure I’ll be back running in the wild in no times. That is if I am still alive after taking some tylenol tablets that says in the label: expiry date: February 2004.

*You can however, kindly blame it on Yic Teng should there’s name spelling error in the photo gallery. She refers herself as Leng Lui or Super Leng Lui in there. She is the one responsible for captioning the name in all the pictures. I’ve always had chronic difficulties when it comes to remembering name and telephone numbers of ppl that i know. Dont take it to your heart cuz I even did it to my own close frens. I really did try….

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April 1, 2005

Massive storage

Sensing its my birthday, Google decided to increase my gmail storage from 1 GB to 2 GB. But I refuse to be selfish so I asked them to why not give every gmail account holders the same bonanza since I would really love that as my birthday present.

And they did.

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April 2, 2005

Let me die…

Ok, I seldom post celebrity pictures since I think they’re boring. But this picture from FunPic makes me realize the very fact that what might seems obvious to you might not be the case for other people. Please do click on the picture for the larger version to see what I mean.

And these are the first three comments about the picture, posted in FunPic:

1.) Ugh,hideous feet and toes (all 12 of them)
2.) especially not her feet, her knees and all the rest.
3.) paris - money = not so good looking…. ;)

DOH!!!! Am I living in another world right now? Is that all you guys see from the picture? Her freaking feet? There’s suppose to be something more important than her feet!! You know what, let me die, just let me die….

Update: Apparently I miss-interpret the first comment. It obviously showed that the commentor did in fact see what I saw in this same picture. Do reread the comment again.

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April 5, 2005

Interactive chat

One of the few softwares that the Redmond giant finally got it right. MSN beta 7.0

So much fun especially when you have friends in your contact list who is a maestro in mouse drawing.

*Alvin bows his head down to yic teng*

Updates: Miss Yic just clarified this with me:- she didnt use mouse; she used her laptop touchpad!!!!

*Alvin bows his head down 300 times to Yic teng*

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April 7, 2005

Pointing finger..

Should i somehow fail to graduate this semester due to the following reasons:

  • 1.) I fail my class/ess.
  • 2.) I punch my professor.
  • 3.) I forget to clear my university account’s monthy statement.

I shall blame it on the following people:

  • 1.) Audrey, for hooking me up with korean dramas, and push them all the way into my already congested daily schedule.
  • 2.) Battlefield 1942 development team.
  • 3.) Su Ann a.k.a pinkpau for writing her blog. I cried, laughed, banged my head against the wall, chuckled and cried again whenever i read this 16 year old girl blog.
  • 4.) One of my professor whom I refuse to name.
  • 5.) Chips, cheesecake and coke. I have had a couple of small hiccups and one major illness this semester because of these junkies. I have joined force with a couple of severely obese individuals to initiate a class action suit against the product manufacturers.
  • 6.) Mitch Albom.
  • 7.) Goldie for falling down from the sky.

No, I shall not blame myself. I will personally carry out my blaming games for the better part of my 2005’s summer and send each of you a carefully weighted portion of the total amount of money I will need to pay to register for new classes in the coming semester as a result of this unjustifiable delay in my quest to wear the oversize rectangular hat.

Regards,
Alvin

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April 10, 2005

Five wishes

I read a piece in TIME that talked about Terry Schiavo’s case and why it is so important for living people today to make their ‘wishes’ before they die. It gives 5 fundamental questions and I shall answer them here hoping that it wont be of use anytime throughout my life. Do reserve your ethical opinions in regard to this issue for other blogs or forums because I certainly dont intend to turn the lovely Daily Misery soil into another ethical battleground. Let this 23 year old old man make his wishes in a peace and fine manner, if you will.

» The person I want to make care decision for me when I can’t.
If I am married, my wife. If not, my eldest younger sister, Karen. She’s someone that I’ve always held close to heart.

» The kind of medical treatment I want or dont want.
Maybe it isnt obvious, but I’ve always thought that I’m someone who can take a lot of pain and still put on a wicked smile on my face with a V sign across my forehead. Just as long as people around me dont have to watch me go through the pain, especially people like my 7 year old little sister, the girl I give the rest of my heart to and certainly not father Woon and mother Woon. But should the doctor finds that I might be able to recover from whatever sickness I’ve gotten into, only that the whole medical procedure (surgery for instance) might be too risky that I might die as a result of it, I would want a second opinion and if those two opinions hold the same conclusion, I’d like to take the risk if I’m physically and financially capable of doing that, even if it means multiple correctional surgeries or intensive chemo sessions. If not, those two person mentioned above can take the baton from me. If however, the first and second professional medical opinions say that I have almost entirely no hope at all to recover from my current state, please do whatever necessary to let me go (pulling the feeding tubes, heart beat sustainer etc). I can only imagine how hard it will be for my family and friends to make such decision and how helpless and heartache they would have felt. Dont ask for God’s forgiveness if you askt he doctor to let me go, I will talk to him myself should I meet him up or down there. Do not ever initiate a court case or anything in the same spectrum to decide whether I should continue breathing. I came into this world through a normal sperm + zigot combination, living a full life like a normal person and I certainly wish to leave everything behind like a normal being.

» How comfortable I want to be?
Hmm…now this is a toughie. ‘Comfortable’ is a very very vague and subjective term. As I have mentioned above, if what the needles and pills and tubes do to me can help bring back my life, I can bear through most of the pain. But it means a whole lot to me that my love ones dont have to see me go through that. I will put in all my power remaining in my physically-drained body to make sure those two statements above wont contradict each other should such unfortunate event does present itself.

» How I want people to treat me?
Like how you’d have treated me if I’m not in that bed wearing those white cloth with tubes hanging out from my nose. Sympathy is probably the worst thing you could have given me at a time like this. I will despise you for that, even in my after-life. Also if I should find myself in Terry Schiavo’s state, it would be really nice if someone can sing me a Christmas Carol’s tune before they pull the tube. Make sure that someone sings it softly near either side of my ears (please dont scream, it wont wake me up) so that I can listen to it so well that I’ll be able to carry the tune along with me to wherever I go from there afterwards.

» What I want my love ones to know?
That it will really upsets me a WHOLE lot if the supreme court or the congress has to step in and decide what to do with my life. Also I love you all a lot, and there’s nothing to be sad about me going. Because I would have liked to think that by the time I leave, I’ve already left enough loves and marks in each and everyone’s heart that will make you feel that its such a pleasure, fun time and honor to be able to get to know me, and know me well when I’m still alive. Also to my parent, please do forgive me should I leave before both of you do. A father/mother should never have to put a flower on top of his/her child coffin. A son/daughter should do that for them.

Disclaimer: I’m sorry if you find this entry offends you in some ways because it was written with a little spice of sense of humor. People should never talk about death like they are some midnight show jokes. But I do mean every single words I’d written and with all my heart I wish I can die a normal death. However should the inevitable happens, I would want my love ones to read this. Now if you will excuse me, I have a lot of woods I need to touch.

Update: One email asked about my opinion about this Schiavo’s thing. Its almost embarassing that in all the sudden everyone is an expert in this whole ethical thing about passive killing or active euthanasia or bla bla bla. I’m not even going to pretend like I know what Terry would have wanted if she was able to live and tell. I’m a Christian if some of you think that should be put forth. Deep within my heart, I pray for her. But it was not quite the same kind of prayer that the protestors gathering outside her hospital were giving. If there’s one thing I know, it would be that Terry would want all of you to turn off your tv and just let her be, whatever that ‘be’ might be applied to your own context of moral values.

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April 11, 2005

Venn diagram of my current state of mind

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April 12, 2005

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April 14, 2005

Failure is almost a certainty

While the US congress debates on social security bills and whether or not to attack another middle east country, or while the Germany house of parliament discusses on measures to help improve the economic condition in the east side of the country or while the Singapore’s parliament discuss on additional funding to their Institute of Genetic engineering, my country’s - Malaysia - parliament debates about the indecency caused by the so called body-hugging uniforms of the Malaysia Airlines air stewardesses.

I would say that Vision 2050 seems like more of a realistic dream right now. We are a country full of slogans and nationalistic punch lines, and tag it along with minimal, half-hearted efforts, if any. We dont make things happen. We say out loud that THINGS WILL HAPPEN. We throw huge, luxury and splashing function nights or party to declare our VISIONs and GOALs to the rest of the world. But we dont make things happen. We put up advertisement (or propaganda) signs telling our own people we CAN DO IT and make it a national holiday just to commemorate the day when the VISION IS BORNED / DRAFTED / SET, but yet we dont make things happen. We dont, because things like the body-hugging uniforms of the Malaysia Airlines air stewardesses are more important than…uh i dunno….fighting poverty? corruption? social inequality? okok what about this…… try to keep up with the ROADMAP to the original VISION 2020?!! Oh wait, we dont have a roadmap for that?

Oh well, here’s the full parliament transcript about the uniform thingie I copied-and-pasted from Screenshots. Apparently we use a combination of English and Malay in parliament. English is in italic.

TANGGA BATU Idris Haron (BN-Umno): Ini pakaian pakaian pramugari MAS terlalu mengikut bentuk badan.

Some more, the current uniform design is ‘…low cut at the top and a high cut at the bottom’.

Pakaian macam tu boleh menjuruskan kepada perlakuan rakus penumpang lelaki di dalam kapal terbang. (Such dress will arouse the desirous behaviours among male passengers on the plane.)

Their sexy dress, make-up and voice will make the male passengers uncomfortable, especially during the boring flight journeys.

Saya sentiasa memerhati gelagat anak muda di KLIA dan apabila ditanya kepada mereka kenapa suka duduk di KLIA, mereka menjawab hendak melihat pramugari yang cantik.

Kata anak muda itu, gelagat pramugari yang berjalan dengan lenggang lenggok itu umpama ratu cantik dan ia bukan sahaja terhad kepada pramugari MAS malahan pramugari dari semua penerbangan.

AMPANG Dr. Rozaidah Taib (BN-Umno):
Hey, studies have shown violent behaviour in males is not related to women’s dress. Most of the sexual victims did not wear sexy dresses.

Why must women be faulted everytime there is a criminal act?

Instead, the issue of alcohol should be more important. If you have had alcohol, than even clothes which are not tight would be seen as very tight.

KUBANG KERIAN Salahuddin Ayub (Opposition - Pas): From what I see, the stewardesses are very shy and … had to cover their cleavage with their hands when they served food to male passengers.

MAS should consider altering the uniforms of the stewardesses. We are normal human beings. Sometimes it is not only that men will tackle women, but that women will also tackle men.

PENDANG Dr Mohd Hayati Othman (Opposition-Pas) I setuju dengan Kubang Kerian. MAS should not allow uniforms that exposed the legs.

BUKIT MERTAJAM Chong Eng (Opposition - DAP) Tangga Batu must first respect his own self so that teh Members of Parliament can be the role models for the society in understanding the issue of dress.

We have to debate based on knowledge. Tangga Batu you are so highly educated and had studied abroad. On this aspect, can you be more open? How can you say that when you see a sexy woman, you would think of releasing your frustration?

Studies have shown the women’s dress is not a factor that induces violent behaviour, but it is caused by males who do not know how to control their behaviour, and males who are ‘tidak beriman’ (non-religiously cultured).

KINABATANGAN Bung Moktar Radin (BN-Umno): Ini parliament tahu? Uniforms should not be an issue in debating the security of the country’s aviation system. (The Parliament was then in debate for the Aviation Offences (Amendment) Bill 2005.)

Let me tell you, They were some women who wore denim pants but have also been raped. So the issue in this debate should be how to enhance the service of MAS.

I normally don’t agree with Bukit Mertajam. But in this matter, I think I agree with her.

SRI GADING Mohamed Aziz (BN-Umno): Apakah Yang Berhormat Tangga Batu sakit ke kalau melihat perempuan jelita…. kerana setahu saya, lelaki lain tidak mengapa.”

PASIR PUTIH Che Min Che Ahmad (BN-Umno) I suggest the air stewardess must at least wear a thin tudung in accordance to the development of Islam Hadhari.

Via Utusan Malaysia and Malaysiakini.

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April 16, 2005

See anything familiar?


My dad took this picture while on a official trip to a rural area in my home state, Sarawak. Quote father Woon:

photo was taken at Ulu Sg. Engkari at one of the Stamang longhouse..dad took the photo of an old chinese jar that was taken from a fallen tree after a dream from the previous night by the Tuai Rumah (head of village)..and strange enough the photo turn out to be like this

If you stare hard enough at the picture, you can see….smth….
psst: human skull.
*Alvin runs far far away.*

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April 18, 2005

fcuking thing called love

She has a habit of falling in love,
I have a habit of not knowing what I really want,
We crash in like two locomotives moving in different direction,
and everything explodes into pieces of hurt and agony.

I smile when I’m suppose to cry,
I told her I slept well last night,
when in fact I cried myself to bed,
I told her I dont want anything from her,
yet I want every inch of her,
from the dyed hair on top of her head,
to the puny broken nail toes down her feet.

It’s a heartache,
and its aching so bad I wish I am gay right now.

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April 19, 2005

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