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.

permalink


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.

permalink


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*

permalink


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

permalink


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.

permalink


April 11, 2005

Venn diagram of my current state of mind

permalink


April 12, 2005

Protected: The last one would be..

This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:


permalink


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.

permalink


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.*

permalink


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.

permalink


April 19, 2005

Protected: redialing

This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:


permalink

Archives/related

© 2008 Wonderful dreams demand a beautiful mind.