In this past week and a half I've been thinking about my next blog, and yes I still remember what I am going to talk about. Australia Day is tomorrow, and I don't know what it is, but can me Un-Australian! Ok I am grateful to be living in a good country with good health and educational services, but there are just certain people who absolutely piss me off. Also, for some weird reason, patriotic people piss me off too. The obsessive use of the flag is just so annoying to see around everywhere. While watching TV, there's this advertisement speaking of the importance of celebrating Australia day....
Well you know what, I spit on your lamington drives and screw Kylie! I salute the guy on the couch and give that bastard a punch in the face! Australia day is just another excuse for people to get off work and get drunk and start shit on people who aren't deemed "Australian". Screw Australia Day, its the day your bloody convicts came to Australia, that's what you're celebrating! The arrival of rejects into a country which was already inhabited with people. And what became of this, the evolution of bogans...
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
1eight
Yes this is my first blog post as an eighteen year old. How does it feel you ask? Excellent...too bad Internet doesn't really exert sarcasm, so I'll just say it straight out. It's nothing much. It's not like when Mario eats a mushroom or anything, just feels like still walking along the path and jumping over tunnels. Although I wish I got a flower, to shoot away all those unwanted things in life. Like First day Uni nerves. Or growing up in general. I Don't want to grow up.
So on the eve of my birthday, I was listening to this song. Seems kinda sad, wishing myself a "happy birthday", but I did it anyway! But for all the birthday messages I got though, were quite warming. Plus, if I got 5 bucks for every time some one mentions something about being legal or anything...I would be rather rich. That seems to be the comment people will resort to when stuck on a birthday message, or just run out of ideas for a heart felt message. Oh well, who gives, I'm eighteen now. My tb days are over now...not that I really had any, I |-|0p3. No longer will I feel guilty when I stay awake past midnight or if I say the word "shit".
Had a nice day today at the beach. Besides the fact that the waters were calm and waveless, was rather pleasant. And still got to pig out in the end, so double thumbs up. The Party at Winnie's was also good as well. Who would have thought that playing with grapes could be so fun.
Well, knackered after today and idealess as well. P3@C3 0u7
So on the eve of my birthday, I was listening to this song. Seems kinda sad, wishing myself a "happy birthday", but I did it anyway! But for all the birthday messages I got though, were quite warming. Plus, if I got 5 bucks for every time some one mentions something about being legal or anything...I would be rather rich. That seems to be the comment people will resort to when stuck on a birthday message, or just run out of ideas for a heart felt message. Oh well, who gives, I'm eighteen now. My tb days are over now...not that I really had any, I |-|0p3. No longer will I feel guilty when I stay awake past midnight or if I say the word "shit".
Had a nice day today at the beach. Besides the fact that the waters were calm and waveless, was rather pleasant. And still got to pig out in the end, so double thumbs up. The Party at Winnie's was also good as well. Who would have thought that playing with grapes could be so fun.
Well, knackered after today and idealess as well. P3@C3 0u7
Monday, January 4, 2010
New Years Resolutions
Well first blog of the new year. 2010 has arrived and so has a new life. Despite that, I don't plan on setting any new years resolutions. I am a realist, I know I won't stick by them at all. I know i won't even try to accomplish them properly. And what I also know is that by the time this blog post is over, I would have forgotten about them already. So I'm just going to live each day as it comes and just carry on with my life as if nothing ever happened.
Having come this far without even knowing it, I just like to look back on the times that was. Back in the days of having fun without all the stressed involved with it. It all began back in the days with my dear Family Friends, Maovin and Rong-Yeei.
1. Back in the days when our parents would have their little karaoke sessions, and us kids would dread the living hell out of it (who would have known that we would come to love it so much). Us kids would be sitting in the back enjoying our games. First it started out with the "Good Boy". The little cheap Malaysian imitation of the Nintendo. Mind you, you could enjoy all the games of Nintendo for a cheap cheap price. It created endless fun for us kids, with all the 2D pixelated glory the "Good Boy" offered to us. Soon enough time went by and us kids grew up, to enjoy the evolution to "PlayStation". As the games improved and graphics got better, this fueled the competition Team Jun-Chang, Maovin and Rong-Yeei would have against their older sibling rivalries.
(oh god i actually found a picture of one)
2. When we ever got tired of the "Good Boy" or "PlayStation", or had technical difficulties, us kids still found a way to entertain our selves. We would create Plays in which we would perform to our parents. There could be the typical game of 13, in which was the biggest craze back in those days. There was the occasional game of monopoly (with altered rules in order to suit out preferences, WOOT FREE PARKING). Then came the little fad we had. The "Vinyl Wrestling". During my time in my first Beechboro house, the kitchen would be covered in vinyl. What we also discovered was that socks are slippery on vinyl. With our creative little minds, every night there was a gathering at my house we would all pull out the socks in our wardrobes and whack em on. From there, we would wrestle it out sumo style to see who is the victor left in the kitchen! Oh this was fun back in the days.
3. When ever the night nearly came to an end, we could always sense it coming. It came in a process of steps we had carefully observed and analysed to create the perfect count down to home time.
-1. When the music was off, and no change in discs were occurring, this left us with at least 20 minutes left. In this time we would be frantically finishing off our games or sneaking in another quick one while the parents would be finishing off there little chatter.
-2. Then came the jingling of the keys. This was warning number two and meant there was 10 to 15 minutes left. The parents would be getting out of their seats and getting ready to leave the house by preparing to rev up their cars.
-3. At the call of the parents voices, this meant 5 minutes was left. We would be packing our games or cards and sadly getting up towards the door. The parents would be having there last minute chatter and hopping in cars. Sadly we would wave goodbye and that concludes the fun night we had.
-4. This step was a special case for Rong-Yeei and I. Leaving Maovin's house, there would a certain set of lights in which we would meet up at before we descend to our respective paths. From here, we would have a last second second bye. This is where we wind down our windows and wave to each, laughing at the fact that we said goodbye earlier. No matter how many times we did, we still got a kick out of it and had a little laugh or chuckle.
Since this blog is getting rather long, I shall conclude it at this. Stay tuned as I will add more in later posts as a part of my trip down memory lane. This has been a fun blog to post, hope you people enjoyed it as much as I have.
Having come this far without even knowing it, I just like to look back on the times that was. Back in the days of having fun without all the stressed involved with it. It all began back in the days with my dear Family Friends, Maovin and Rong-Yeei.
1. Back in the days when our parents would have their little karaoke sessions, and us kids would dread the living hell out of it (who would have known that we would come to love it so much). Us kids would be sitting in the back enjoying our games. First it started out with the "Good Boy". The little cheap Malaysian imitation of the Nintendo. Mind you, you could enjoy all the games of Nintendo for a cheap cheap price. It created endless fun for us kids, with all the 2D pixelated glory the "Good Boy" offered to us. Soon enough time went by and us kids grew up, to enjoy the evolution to "PlayStation". As the games improved and graphics got better, this fueled the competition Team Jun-Chang, Maovin and Rong-Yeei would have against their older sibling rivalries.
(oh god i actually found a picture of one)
2. When we ever got tired of the "Good Boy" or "PlayStation", or had technical difficulties, us kids still found a way to entertain our selves. We would create Plays in which we would perform to our parents. There could be the typical game of 13, in which was the biggest craze back in those days. There was the occasional game of monopoly (with altered rules in order to suit out preferences, WOOT FREE PARKING). Then came the little fad we had. The "Vinyl Wrestling". During my time in my first Beechboro house, the kitchen would be covered in vinyl. What we also discovered was that socks are slippery on vinyl. With our creative little minds, every night there was a gathering at my house we would all pull out the socks in our wardrobes and whack em on. From there, we would wrestle it out sumo style to see who is the victor left in the kitchen! Oh this was fun back in the days.
3. When ever the night nearly came to an end, we could always sense it coming. It came in a process of steps we had carefully observed and analysed to create the perfect count down to home time.
-1. When the music was off, and no change in discs were occurring, this left us with at least 20 minutes left. In this time we would be frantically finishing off our games or sneaking in another quick one while the parents would be finishing off there little chatter.
-2. Then came the jingling of the keys. This was warning number two and meant there was 10 to 15 minutes left. The parents would be getting out of their seats and getting ready to leave the house by preparing to rev up their cars.
-3. At the call of the parents voices, this meant 5 minutes was left. We would be packing our games or cards and sadly getting up towards the door. The parents would be having there last minute chatter and hopping in cars. Sadly we would wave goodbye and that concludes the fun night we had.
-4. This step was a special case for Rong-Yeei and I. Leaving Maovin's house, there would a certain set of lights in which we would meet up at before we descend to our respective paths. From here, we would have a last second second bye. This is where we wind down our windows and wave to each, laughing at the fact that we said goodbye earlier. No matter how many times we did, we still got a kick out of it and had a little laugh or chuckle.
Since this blog is getting rather long, I shall conclude it at this. Stay tuned as I will add more in later posts as a part of my trip down memory lane. This has been a fun blog to post, hope you people enjoyed it as much as I have.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
2009, Year of Regret
We've come a long way. 18 years in the making, and to screw it all up at this one point. This year has been filled with many regrets. A year filled with the number 68 haunting all my tests and exams. I now hate the number 68. Always thinking about the future and not about the present, I seem to have derailed from what I hoped to achieve in the future by stuffing up the present. I have let myself down. I hope this is an eye opener for me for the future, so I don't make the same mistake ever again.
Well enough depressing talk, time for a good ol' blog. 09, gone so fast, just like every other year. Only a few years ago did 1999 seem like a not so distant past, and to think about it now... it's been one whole decade! Time has just gone, KAPOOT. Boy will I miss the days of saying OH something...bring on the double digit years! So let's see, what is there to look forward to in 2010. Turning 18 and going clubbing? University? FIFA World Cup? Movies? To be honest, not really looking forward to any of them.
Anyway, it's time for another installment of Jayc Oliver.
Today's menu: Bacon and Mushroom Omlette with Mashed Fotatoes.
Preparing the food to be cooked.
Might I also add, those eggs were cracked with ONE hand, oh how pro I am. That is before I noticed some egg shells landing in there, never mind, nothing a fork cant solve. First step was preparing the bacon, mushroom, tomato and onion mixture. Being the douche that I am, I went to add oil into the pot. What is wrong you might ask, well turns out its a non-stick pot. I might as well just drink the oil. While stir-frying I couldn't help myself but attempt a little toss around. I know you guys want to hear an epic fail and see a picture of all the bacon and tomato everywhere....but I SUCCEEDED!!! The secret is in the flick of the wrist...I think.
After cooking the bacon, mushroom, tomato and onion mixture, I decided to have a Yakult break. Malaysia's Vitagen is actually way better, with their variety of different flavours.
This is one the things I make sure to drink when I go to Malaysia, grape and apple are personal favourites of mine. Next comes the frying of the egg. Once the egg is nearly done, add the mixture to one half the side and sprinkle cheese over it. Being the creative self I am, I added coriander as well, because I am just oh so chef like.
Finally comes the flip, make or break of the omlette. Here it goes.....
Well it wasn't all a success, wasn't much of a fail either. I give it 70%, still a B. Leaving school and yet it still comes and haunts me somehow *shivers*. Well in the end, it didn't turn out so bad after all. I went to mash the potatoes and served on a plate. Although the recipe instructs to serve on plate and eat immediately, I couldn't help myself but to play with my food.
I like the second photo. Well the meal didn't turn out that bad at all. I give it 3 Acdomallii's out of 5.
P.S. Through out the year, I've learnt that my mum has a little school girl crush over Wang Lee Hom.
Well enough depressing talk, time for a good ol' blog. 09, gone so fast, just like every other year. Only a few years ago did 1999 seem like a not so distant past, and to think about it now... it's been one whole decade! Time has just gone, KAPOOT. Boy will I miss the days of saying OH something...bring on the double digit years! So let's see, what is there to look forward to in 2010. Turning 18 and going clubbing? University? FIFA World Cup? Movies? To be honest, not really looking forward to any of them.
Anyway, it's time for another installment of Jayc Oliver.
Today's menu: Bacon and Mushroom Omlette with Mashed Fotatoes.
Preparing the food to be cooked.
Might I also add, those eggs were cracked with ONE hand, oh how pro I am. That is before I noticed some egg shells landing in there, never mind, nothing a fork cant solve. First step was preparing the bacon, mushroom, tomato and onion mixture. Being the douche that I am, I went to add oil into the pot. What is wrong you might ask, well turns out its a non-stick pot. I might as well just drink the oil. While stir-frying I couldn't help myself but attempt a little toss around. I know you guys want to hear an epic fail and see a picture of all the bacon and tomato everywhere....but I SUCCEEDED!!! The secret is in the flick of the wrist...I think.
After cooking the bacon, mushroom, tomato and onion mixture, I decided to have a Yakult break. Malaysia's Vitagen is actually way better, with their variety of different flavours.
This is one the things I make sure to drink when I go to Malaysia, grape and apple are personal favourites of mine. Next comes the frying of the egg. Once the egg is nearly done, add the mixture to one half the side and sprinkle cheese over it. Being the creative self I am, I added coriander as well, because I am just oh so chef like.
Finally comes the flip, make or break of the omlette. Here it goes.....
Well it wasn't all a success, wasn't much of a fail either. I give it 70%, still a B. Leaving school and yet it still comes and haunts me somehow *shivers*. Well in the end, it didn't turn out so bad after all. I went to mash the potatoes and served on a plate. Although the recipe instructs to serve on plate and eat immediately, I couldn't help myself but to play with my food.
I like the second photo. Well the meal didn't turn out that bad at all. I give it 3 Acdomallii's out of 5.
P.S. Through out the year, I've learnt that my mum has a little school girl crush over Wang Lee Hom.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Stress
Today is Monday. Tomorrow is Tuesday. The day after that is DOOMSday! Yes siry bob, TEE results finally come out. After so many weeks of relaxation and forgetting about school, it's all about to come crashing down. The stress has kicked in, and not until today have I started to breathe heavily. So come tomorrow at 11.59PM, I will have a good reason to be on the computer. I will be facebooking!!! I mean waiting for the clock to strike 12. All year, people have been telling me not to stress out, "you should be able to reach a 90 TER". That gave me hope and confidence. My parents on the other hand, "you are doomed, we're expecting something like a 50-60 TER". Thanks mum. And followed by a "you should become a plumber or an electrician, go learn a trade straight away".
No mum, I do not suit that look. To make matters more exciting, my dad will buy me something if I reach 90 and above. I'd like to feel cocky, but in the back of my head it just doesn't feel that way. Come Wednesday, I could either be really happy, or really sad. I hope to win lotto. If not then then the happy will do I guess. I shall do a happy dance:
On another note, I have been rather addicted to band hero. In no time I shall be a pro and flaunt my stuff in Timezone and at sad parties. Another addiction is Dragonball Kai. Pretty much Dragonball Z all over again but without pointless filler. Half the time, all the memories. Although after catching up on the past 34 episodes, I must wait week by week for each episode now. Sucks being on time.
No mum, I do not suit that look. To make matters more exciting, my dad will buy me something if I reach 90 and above. I'd like to feel cocky, but in the back of my head it just doesn't feel that way. Come Wednesday, I could either be really happy, or really sad. I hope to win lotto. If not then then the happy will do I guess. I shall do a happy dance:
On another note, I have been rather addicted to band hero. In no time I shall be a pro and flaunt my stuff in Timezone and at sad parties. Another addiction is Dragonball Kai. Pretty much Dragonball Z all over again but without pointless filler. Half the time, all the memories. Although after catching up on the past 34 episodes, I must wait week by week for each episode now. Sucks being on time.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Christmas Spirit
Ho Ho Ho Merry Everyone. In the spirit of Christmas, here's a special edition to my blogging. Alright that drained a lot of spirit out of me, that's about all the Christmas you will get out of me. The closest thing to opening presents for me today was opening the Milo tin to get make my Milo. Ever since finishing primary school, there hasn't been much Christmas spirit left in me. It all existed in the life of primary school with the happy colouring in and little last day of school parties. Not to mention all the cartoons and movies that used to be on TV around this time of the year. Oh what a memorable time it was. Well Christmas in Malaysia last year wasn't too bad either. Was quite a surprise how festive it got around that time, I bet half the people there don't even know the meaning of Christmas.
Well my Christmas day has begun with a jog in the morning so far. And what I have learnt, spitting is a pretty hard art to master, especially when becoming more exhausted. Spitting actually takes a lot of effort, trying to get the perfect round shape without leaving behind a trail of spit from the droplet to your mouth. I remember running around UWA one day and my friend catching me spitting on myself. No, I did not intentionally spit on myself, I had lost the strength to actually make a good one, and it came back and hit me in the hand. And take it from me, it is not a good feeling.
Well my Christmas day has begun with a jog in the morning so far. And what I have learnt, spitting is a pretty hard art to master, especially when becoming more exhausted. Spitting actually takes a lot of effort, trying to get the perfect round shape without leaving behind a trail of spit from the droplet to your mouth. I remember running around UWA one day and my friend catching me spitting on myself. No, I did not intentionally spit on myself, I had lost the strength to actually make a good one, and it came back and hit me in the hand. And take it from me, it is not a good feeling.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Acdomallii
Ok, my weekly blog has become more like monthly. When this first started, I was going to be committed to this blog, weekly blogs, but some how I just became lazy like always. Another thing I have become lazy with are my morning jogs. I haven't gone in maybe two weeks now. I remember the first week, my dad woke me up, and my excuse to not go jogging was because of a bad blister on the side of my two feet. Yes, it did hurt some way...but deep down I didn't want to jog either, so I just went back to sleep. Another week I skipped for a reasonable excuse. Seeing as I joined the gym, YES THE GYM!!!, I felt I can do my jogging in the air conditioning rather than outside. And if any of you are wondering, I did jog at the gym, I'm not THAT much of a slacker.
Well nothing much has happened recently, besides work and other random stuff. How ever, something really interesting happened at work one day. A work mate, David, and I had embarked on the creation of a new word:
Acdomallii /Ak-dom-ah-lee *in french accent*/ noun -
1. the special muscle in your body which can tear while wrestling with Thiago Alves or from over straining
2. any object one decides they want it to be
3. a location anywhere one decides they want it to be
Acdomallii verb - the art of doing anything with great awesomeness.
As you can see, it is a rather useful word to use anywhere in one's vocabulary. Me and my friends believe this will be the next 'LOL' and will sweep the world by storm. This word was influenced by the great Georges St. Pierre.
On another note, I don't know whether there is a problem with me and movies, or a problem with other people. I never seem to be satisfied with many movies people make it out to be. I say this following the viewing of "Avatar". Firstly, there were good animations in the mesmerising scenery and attractive colours. Secondly....wait that's it. During the start of the movie, I was just thinking to myself, what makes this movie the blockbuster of the year or some shit like that. After the first glance, I can see the visual aspects were good. After that, I was expecting god twists in the plot. How ever, after seeing such a simplistic plot with corny and predictable lines...I was majorly let down. *spoiler alert* and apart from the scientist dying, no one else died anymore. BLOODY happy and predictable endings. This movie is a reminder of the Transformers franchise. After great expectations from one and two, I was still left disappointed after each movie. So tell me people, is there something wrong with me? Or are people just so easily amused these days. I want a proper action movie! Which leads me to looking forward to an upcoming movie, The Expendables.
I want my 16.50 back...
Well nothing much has happened recently, besides work and other random stuff. How ever, something really interesting happened at work one day. A work mate, David, and I had embarked on the creation of a new word:
Acdomallii /Ak-dom-ah-lee *in french accent*/ noun -
1. the special muscle in your body which can tear while wrestling with Thiago Alves or from over straining
2. any object one decides they want it to be
3. a location anywhere one decides they want it to be
Acdomallii verb - the art of doing anything with great awesomeness.
As you can see, it is a rather useful word to use anywhere in one's vocabulary. Me and my friends believe this will be the next 'LOL' and will sweep the world by storm. This word was influenced by the great Georges St. Pierre.
On another note, I don't know whether there is a problem with me and movies, or a problem with other people. I never seem to be satisfied with many movies people make it out to be. I say this following the viewing of "Avatar". Firstly, there were good animations in the mesmerising scenery and attractive colours. Secondly....wait that's it. During the start of the movie, I was just thinking to myself, what makes this movie the blockbuster of the year or some shit like that. After the first glance, I can see the visual aspects were good. After that, I was expecting god twists in the plot. How ever, after seeing such a simplistic plot with corny and predictable lines...I was majorly let down. *spoiler alert* and apart from the scientist dying, no one else died anymore. BLOODY happy and predictable endings. This movie is a reminder of the Transformers franchise. After great expectations from one and two, I was still left disappointed after each movie. So tell me people, is there something wrong with me? Or are people just so easily amused these days. I want a proper action movie! Which leads me to looking forward to an upcoming movie, The Expendables.
I want my 16.50 back...
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