<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183</id><updated>2011-11-19T10:11:10.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utterly Blind</title><subtitle type='html'>Unabashed views of the world, myself and people around him for personal gratification. A written form of self mirroring.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;b&gt;email:&lt;/b&gt; alex.lim@gmail.com&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;msn:&lt;/b&gt;   alex.lim@gmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114560720316017901</id><published>2006-04-21T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T16:13:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Its been great blogging at blogspot. However I've moved on to my own domain: &lt;a href="http://www.seipokai.com"&gt;www.seipokai.com&lt;/a&gt;. So it means I wont be blogging here anymore. Thanks for the countless support and see you at &lt;a href="http://www.seipokai.com"&gt;www.seipokai.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114560720316017901?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114560720316017901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114560720316017901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114560720316017901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114560720316017901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114512273900337349</id><published>2006-04-16T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:38:59.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>I've finished my exams. With the burden off my shoulders, I feel absolutely fantastic. Though I think one paper was a disaster, my hopes of passing Internet Technologies is frankly very slim. Programming was ok. It wasn't all clear sailing but I have confidence in passing. I managed a distinction for Internet and Citizen Rights which is a good achievement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my friend invited me to go ride with him with the big-bikers. Should I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114512273900337349?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114512273900337349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114512273900337349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114512273900337349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114512273900337349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/04/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114473775696952053</id><published>2006-04-11T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T14:42:36.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Just finished one paper. Programming to be exact. I gave it a huge dosage of effort. So lets see the result of the paper in the next few weeks. My final paper is tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.seipokai.com updates: The domain is up and running, I've uploaded a temporary webpage to the webserver. You could drop by and have a look. It might hint what seipokai.com would look like. Say no more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114473775696952053?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114473775696952053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114473775696952053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114473775696952053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114473775696952053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/04/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114459768058345860</id><published>2006-04-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T23:48:00.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>Everybody.. my new domain is up: &lt;b&gt;www.seipokai.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take this chance to thank Greg for his generousity for hosting it for me. I'll be working on the new website as soon as I finish my examinations. So to all visitors of my blog, look forward to a newer and fresher looking website. I hav to admit my current site looks really deary. Anyhow theres gonna be lots of changes. I don't wanna ruin the surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another word of thanks to Greg! You are awesome mate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114459768058345860?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114459768058345860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114459768058345860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114459768058345860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114459768058345860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114449451287395649</id><published>2006-04-08T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T19:08:32.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams...</title><content type='html'>The dreaded four letter word: EXAM. Which is the reason why I haven't done any blog updates for the past 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAN is done. Scored! (Hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;The real battle starts on monday: C++ Programming 2 1-4pm.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Internet Technology 2 8-11pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten my coursework marks for my assignment based paper. It looks promising. Hopefully I can get enough points to score a distinction. I'm gonna give my all at CSCI 124 and rub it in Thomas's (Lecturer) face.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get some sleep. I haven't slept yet. Thats roughly 39 hours straight of being awake. So before I die of heart failure, I'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114449451287395649?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114449451287395649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114449451287395649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114449451287395649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114449451287395649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/04/exams.html' title='Exams...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114355457004546345</id><published>2006-03-28T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:05:54.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish</title><content type='html'>Its devastating in a sense knowing that those around you will never be around anymore. They won't be around to smile, laugh, cry and share together with you anymore. I'm sure I'm not alone when I mention about losing friends and family members. All that is left are the bittersweet memories of him/her that you reminiscence in their absence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to present I've tried living my life to the fullest, trying my best to remember those who are dear to me. Holding on to the essence of life which is happiness. I hold my friendships very dearly. Those that I've grew up with, cried with, laughed with, together traversing through times of trouble and happiness holds a very special place within my heart. Eventhough I'm not physically near them, spiritually I hold them close. Remembering the memories that we've made together. People come and go but memories, experiences and even their legacy will stay forever if you cherish them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish those around you. Live life as if tomorrow is your last. Look over the little things and look upon the bigger picture. We are shaped by those around us. It is those who cared for us that gives us our inspiration to wade through our darkest time. They are the one that cries together with you when you are crying. Smiling and laughing together when you're in your greatest time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forgive but do not forget" - what is the essence of this caption? My interpretation: Forgive those that have hurted you but do not forget the times when they've suffered along with you, selflessly sacrificing themselves, taking your hand and pulling you out of your darkest pit in the worst times. We all make mistakes at certain points in our life. That is definite. However we all have the ability to forgive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my family and friends: Thanks for making everything worthwhile. You are my existence. Thank you. If I've hurted you one way another I sincerely apologise with all my heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish everyone around you. Remember those who have left us. Do not forget them and their legacy. Their existence lies within all of you now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It started off so well&lt;br /&gt;They said we made a perfect pair&lt;br /&gt;I clothed myself in your glory and your love&lt;br /&gt;How I loved you&lt;br /&gt;How I cried...&lt;br /&gt;The years of care and loyalty&lt;br /&gt;Were nothing but a sham it seems&lt;br /&gt;The years belie we lived a lie&lt;br /&gt;I love you till I die&lt;br /&gt;Save me save me save me&lt;br /&gt;I can't face this life alone&lt;br /&gt;Save me save me save me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm naked and I'm far from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slate will soon be clean&lt;br /&gt;I'll erase the memories&lt;br /&gt;To start again with somebody new&lt;br /&gt;Was it all wasted,&lt;br /&gt;All that love?...&lt;br /&gt;I hang my head and Ill advertise&lt;br /&gt;A soul for sale or rent&lt;br /&gt;I have no heart I'm cold inside&lt;br /&gt;I have no real intent&lt;br /&gt;Save me save me save me&lt;br /&gt;I can't face this life alone&lt;br /&gt;Save me save me ooooohhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm naked and I'm far from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each night I cry I still believe the lie&lt;br /&gt;I love you till I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me save me save me&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me face my life alone&lt;br /&gt;Save me save me ooh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm naked and I'm far from home&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen - Save Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114355457004546345?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114355457004546345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114355457004546345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114355457004546345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114355457004546345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/cherish.html' title='Cherish'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114355246404290663</id><published>2006-03-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:38:25.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost again~</title><content type='html'>Lee Chien Fung. An old friend back in my childhood. Gone. My deepest condolences to the family and friends. You will be sorely missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114355246404290663?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114355246404290663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114355246404290663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114355246404290663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114355246404290663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/lost-again.html' title='Lost again~'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114346481800740692</id><published>2006-03-27T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:06:58.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help the LIVESTRONG organisation</title><content type='html'>For every picture you upload. HP and AMD will donate USD$1 to the LIVESTRONG foundation. Inspire those who are affected by cancer. Do your part and help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livestrongpc.com/index.php?hmlink=2&amp;jumpid=re_r138/06livestrongpro/externallaptop"&gt;LIVESTRONG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114346481800740692?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114346481800740692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114346481800740692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114346481800740692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114346481800740692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/help-livestrong-organisation.html' title='Help the LIVESTRONG organisation'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114322369765000948</id><published>2006-03-25T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T02:08:17.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visualise</title><content type='html'>Sit down quietly... close your eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visualise crystal clear blue sea... fine white powdery sands... sweet sea breeze against your temples. Raise your hands and feel the wind flowing around your body. Imagine the sweet sounds of brazilian bossa nova fluttering around. Imagine a world were there are no worries. No pain... Just the sweet wind in your face. Sweet sounds and emotions caressing you gently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah... what a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114322369765000948?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114322369765000948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114322369765000948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114322369765000948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114322369765000948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/visualise.html' title='Visualise'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114313079646945041</id><published>2006-03-24T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:19:56.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb again</title><content type='html'>Visualise a field where you are alone without anything. Thats how I feel right now. Lost and confused. I feel so numb. So unresolved. Was I expecting miracles. No but at least a notion of activity. Thats all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that too much to fucking ask?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114313079646945041?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114313079646945041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114313079646945041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114313079646945041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114313079646945041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/numb-again.html' title='Numb again'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114305219928877060</id><published>2006-03-23T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T02:29:59.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK</title><content type='html'>Thats the key word for the day... FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK you...&lt;br /&gt;FUCK me...&lt;br /&gt;FUCK everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114305219928877060?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114305219928877060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114305219928877060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114305219928877060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114305219928877060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/fuck.html' title='FUCK'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114292362944284001</id><published>2006-03-21T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:35:06.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break me.....</title><content type='html'>How do we stand amongst ourselves? Not only among our own peers, but among those within the greater picture? This puzzle we call life? Do you question your reality? Your reason of existence? What's with this unreasonable questioning? This is one of those 'jiwang' points of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain things have been going on around with my friends. And I've been comtemplating myself lately. A few have said that I'm a great friend. I look at myself and I don't find any of such strength. A friend said that I have principles which gives me my strength. I beg to differ really. I hold onto nostalgia and memories dearly. I hold onto the emotions and energy of pass important events in my life. I reinforce my well-being by leeching onto such energy. Somewhat looking back, I'm atkin to a vampire living off the blood of others. But I live of such energy. I find my greatest pleasures in being part of somebody's life. I find acceptance and achievement in that. Have I not done my part? I can't answer really. Am I leech? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that 'energy'. I feel I've somewhat lost a part of myself. How and why I have no definitive answer really. It just feels so humdrum all of the sudden or maybe isit because of the music I'm listening to at the moment. Hmmm? &lt;br /&gt;I'm fairly sure I'm not alone. I want to rekindle those feelings I've lost all these years and events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saturday I'm going on a hostel trip to two caves. I can hardly wait actually for two very apparent reasons: I miss the greens and another that we shall discuss on another appropriate time. My mindless ramblings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Farah, now that you're here,&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me exactly how I should have done?&lt;br /&gt;Farah, drives with her eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever inflict unwanted memories?&lt;br /&gt;I know you and I know it won't take you long&lt;br /&gt;to make me smile. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114292362944284001?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114292362944284001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114292362944284001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114292362944284001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114292362944284001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/break-me.html' title='Break me.....'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114271249359928328</id><published>2006-03-19T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T04:08:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mew - Symmetry</title><content type='html'>I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not happier than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not happier than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I really see you, or was it a dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that it was seamless,&lt;br /&gt;Not a trace of wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words that we have spoken&lt;br /&gt;Little did we know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bigotry, no tears shed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tried to be polite,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you were right,&lt;br /&gt;Only to find that you're unkind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ironically,&lt;br /&gt;You will always be&lt;br /&gt;Belle of the ball,&lt;br /&gt;Atleast to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not happier than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my words are frail, not&lt;br /&gt;Audible, they do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even convince me.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they are untrue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly with you the worst is&lt;br /&gt;Always true, and I gave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all the benefits,&lt;br /&gt;Of all the doubts I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never hope to be&lt;br /&gt;As benign as me.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how you&lt;br /&gt;Always get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ironically,&lt;br /&gt;You will always be&lt;br /&gt;Belle of the ball,&lt;br /&gt;Atleast to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mew - Symmetry (Frenger)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114271249359928328?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114271249359928328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114271249359928328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114271249359928328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114271249359928328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/mew-symmetry.html' title='Mew - Symmetry'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114210792875799718</id><published>2006-03-12T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T04:12:08.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help poor animals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.catzmedia.com/spca/petitions/index.asp"&gt;http://www.catzmedia.com/spca/petitions/index.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114210792875799718?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114210792875799718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114210792875799718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114210792875799718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114210792875799718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/help-poor-animals.html' title='Help poor animals!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114208712594316904</id><published>2006-03-11T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:25:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drivers ignite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/01large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/01large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best picture I've seen in years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad news. I can't seem to secure my ability to leech off my friend. However, I found a lovely free webhosting service which provides everything that I need. I've already secured my new domain: www.seipokai.com. I'll be working on the new webpage during the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114208712594316904?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114208712594316904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114208712594316904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114208712594316904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114208712594316904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/drivers-ignite.html' title='Drivers ignite!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114182147967367465</id><published>2006-03-08T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:37:59.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of the abnormal one part deux</title><content type='html'>Its been 3 weeks since my last post. I've been strung up by lorry-loads of assignments and reports. I've only got two exams for this semester but yet some of the subjects have been nibbling my free time away. Try researching about "Privacy impacts of smart cards" at 2am in the morning, with Internet connection slower than your grandmother along with the due date snapping beneath your very feet and you'd understand what I'm on about. Well... academic life is like that init? Much of the work is done at the last minute, asking for submission date extensions, copying source codes from peers and so forth. I've yet to have met anyone who'd done everything before the submission date. It sounds too 'cinderella'-like to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are a pebble's throw away and as usual in the typical fashion, i've yet done much preparation. I guess i'll start at this point. After hearing effy's result months ago i'm a bit at awe and that stingy, bastardly, competitive midget in my grey-matter is brawling for better performance. I'm not really trying to compete, but i'm pretty sure i've got much untapped potential that i have yet found out, i'd like to know what my limit is. And I think i'll do that. Get competitive. But i'm just bloody lazy really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the layout, i have some plans already. Its gonna be orange and black, two of my favourite colours really. Once i'm done with my examinations, i'm heading back home for brunei. I'm gonna set up a wireless network back at home and once everything is settled i'll be working on the new layout. I might be moving my webpage as well if i manage to force my friend to allow me to leech his webspace. Then its gonna be www.seipokai.com &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; everything goes to plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are new to my blog welcome and please leave comments. I don't want to be venting to myself. Pro-activity would be nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerio~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114182147967367465?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114182147967367465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114182147967367465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114182147967367465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114182147967367465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/03/return-of-abnormal-one-part-deux.html' title='The return of the abnormal one part deux'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-114036792308101835</id><published>2006-02-20T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T00:52:03.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick part ii</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of posting. I'm sick again. Flu this time instead of fever. The doctor prescribed me wtih some antibiotics, medicine, cough syrup and all the usual lists of drugs. I'm feeling much better and once I'm back 100% on my feet I'll start posting relevant writings. On another note Inti is having a poetry competition. Shall I join?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-114036792308101835?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/114036792308101835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=114036792308101835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114036792308101835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/114036792308101835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/02/sick-part-ii.html' title='Sick part ii'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113993725400390416</id><published>2006-02-15T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:17:03.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>A huge social event in rememberance and celebration of those in courtship &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; a huge commercial scheme to wring every single penny from unsuspecting people with unsensibly overpriced roses and chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Do I argue due to the fact that I don't have anyone to celebrate with? Do I argue because my life is a tad bit on the sad side? Or do I argue due to the fact that my brain works in tandem with logic and sensibility? What do I have against Vday? Nothing reallly, its just that I do not justify buying (or selling for that matter) outrageously overpriced roses as a token of love and emotions. Am I just being pessimistic? I have to admit, I am one of those who paid outrageous prices for chocolates, but I really thought it would be a nice gesture to a friend and a classmate. She bought something for me, and I'm not exactly a un-appreciative person, I might sound rather hum-drum... being all that: "You buy me a present and I'll buy you something back... " scenario, but a friendly gesture deserves another friendly gesture; Its a part of morality and being a gentleman really. Anyhow was I being to much of a pessimists in arguing the nature of Vday? You be the judge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113993725400390416?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113993725400390416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113993725400390416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113993725400390416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113993725400390416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113984955557525076</id><published>2006-02-14T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:52:35.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Exams fever this week. So no worthy posts are made. I've been spending sometime with my classmates 'teaching' them c++. I'm not even sure if i've done a good job. I will find out soon. We've got midterms later in the morning 8am. Time to call it a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113984955557525076?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113984955557525076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113984955557525076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113984955557525076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113984955557525076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/02/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113933537814358722</id><published>2006-02-08T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T02:09:57.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After CNY Hungover</title><content type='html'>Yes... its all over. The celebs, which frankly for me wasn't that much of a celebration. I enjoyed the week's holiday though, just being a fat, lazy arse around the house. Doing absolutely nothing unless necessary. Back in college, life is beginning to be much more hectic. Exams in less than a weeks time, I'm far from being prepared along with the irony that my classmates are asking for help on certain subjects that even I myself am having problem with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd recently purchased a used notebook from a friend of mine, not out of necessity I'm afraid, but for convenience sake really. " Why not buy a brand new notebook? Its not very expensive nowadays. ", Many asked me. Primarily I don't need one as I've got my desktop already which at this current phase is adequate until the tree shrew in my head  starts jumping around causing havoc asking for the "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Latest &amp; Greatest in Computer Technology!!!&lt;/span&gt;". I'd like something for (technically) menial tasks such as assignments, presentations which really don't require much computing power at all. And since at times I have to bring my programme work along with me back home or some far flung place, I'd like to have a computer which has not been molested by anyone. A computer which has been properly configured to look, feel and operate according to my liking, personalisation if you'd like. Yes, I have this knack of not liking others messing around with my property especially my computer. So what did I purchase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 3yrs ++ old Asus L2400D - BD$400 (RM820)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AMD Athlon XP Mobile 1600+&lt;br /&gt;-256MB SDRAM&lt;br /&gt;-30GB Hard Drive (Which is dead)&lt;br /&gt;-Lithium Ion Battery (Surprisingly still holds 3 hours of charge)&lt;br /&gt;-Licensed Copy of Win XP Home Edition&lt;br /&gt;-AC Adapter&lt;br /&gt;-Targus Carry Bag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laptop was in full running condition other than the dead hard drive, which fortunately is not rather expensive to replace. I'd purchase a Western Digital 5400rpm 40GB hard drive for RM290. So all in all RM1100 for my latest investment. Not too shabby really, knowing that it still is capable of performing as well as the newer notebooks and for the fact that its running an AMD processor which as should be known by now I prefer AMD's to Intels as much anyone prefer a lapdance from Angelina Jolie rather than their grandmothers, a battery that still operates properly and is from a reputable brand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what irks me? People which do not deserve certain things that gets everything without barely any effort at all. Such is the unfairness in the reality that we live in. A person that works till their bones on their fingers, and some bloke comes along waving their smile and gets all the glory. Thus ends the compulsory &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Irk of the Day&lt;/span&gt; part of todays blog entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113933537814358722?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113933537814358722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113933537814358722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113933537814358722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113933537814358722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-cny-hungover.html' title='After CNY Hungover'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113890143039027641</id><published>2006-02-03T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T01:30:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: A7X - City of Evil</title><content type='html'>I dpn't particularly fancy the new batches of metal musicians, the current trend of emo-core or emo-metal, silly high pitched screaming accompanied by silly lyrics. I prefer traditional power-metal, death-metal with epic riffs, hard-hitting grooves and killer drum work. Yes, I'd continue ramble on about my dislies, getting to the point:  once in a while a diamond in the rough appears. Presenting &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Avenged Seven Fold &lt;/span&gt; or better known as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A7X&lt;/span&gt;. What used to be a teenage emo-core band with endless screams and silly lyrics, their current effort &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;City of Evil&lt;/span&gt; shows that with age comes wisdom which in-turns equates into a very good album. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;City of Evil&lt;/span&gt; harks back to the glory days of power-metal, the golden years of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Helloween, Iced Earth&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Avenged Seven Fold - City of Evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Beast &amp; the Harlot&lt;br /&gt;2) Burn it Down&lt;br /&gt;3) Blinded in Chains&lt;br /&gt;4) Bat Country&lt;br /&gt;5) Trashed &amp; Scattered&lt;br /&gt;6) Seize the Day&lt;br /&gt;7) Sidewinder&lt;br /&gt;8) The Wicked End&lt;br /&gt;9) Strength of the World&lt;br /&gt;10) Betrayed&lt;br /&gt;11) M.I.A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album starts off with immediate urgency, thumping double-pedals accompanied by fast-paced speed-metal like shredding styled riff that gives a hint of what the next upcoming tracks are able to show. The highly technical and aggressive riffs, bass and drums of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Beast &amp; the Harlot&lt;/span&gt; gives way to soothing melodics, somehow sounding like a fantastic mix of Iron Maiden and Bad Religion. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;. M.Shadow's&lt;/span&gt; clear and very powerful voice comes in unison with the riffs. Nothing seems out of place: the aggressivity , melodics, lyrics and singing goes together in total harmony. Nothing stands out and yet none of the above factors overwhelm other parts of the song. Not many bands could  combine epic melodies with aggressive speed metal riffs. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blinded in Chains&lt;/span&gt; is another very good track. The song starts off with a very technical display of drum work and very-very-very good riff work which creates a pace that does not let off all through the song. The lead singers rough, clear cut voice blends perfectly well with the music. I particularly enjoy their work half-way through the track, its as if every band member are trying to out-do each other in their field: vocals, drums, bass, leads, rhythm and yet with the overwhelming show of technicality the essence of the song still exists which hardly is the case in overtly technical metal tracks. I also enjoy how they slow the pace down 3/4 in to song to a very gentle, sweeping-like pace with haunting vocal works that builts up to their original pace. Simply mind-bendingly good. Now i'd like to gather your attention to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Seize the Day&lt;/span&gt;    , which is very well within the leagues of the epic work of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GnR&lt;/span&gt;. Not many bands could pull off a sincere, gritty and traditional approach of hard rock which &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GnR&lt;/span&gt; has appropriately created and at the same time milestoned. And yet this relatively young band magically pulled of a fantastically epic piece that would do any &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GnR&lt;/span&gt; fan proud. The bluesy guitar work, sets the relatively relaxed paced and yet the groove is gritty, hard, maybe to the point of being dirty. The track brings the listener to a rollercoaster ride of emotions within the 5 mins 33 second track. How the pace is changed by the solo lead guitar work halfway through the track, the lead guitarist clearly showing his ballsy his guitar work, bringing you along the ride with his riffs and then suddenly the vocalists explodes into the track with a voice so powerful and lyrics so heart-touching, nothing could describe the emotions that are felt. Its been a long while since a song could move me so much. Rage, anger, sadness, contempt, sweetness, peace.. all that emotions into one song. A song that should be heard by all true rock fanatics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the tracks are melodic, aggressive and powerful. Riff junkies should jump to tracks such as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;M.I.A, Betrayed&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold - City of Evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 4 1/2 stars out of 5. Matured song-writing, epic intrumentalism, power, vocals and emotions into one album. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A7X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is developing into a force to reckon with. Forgoing they're emo-core roots and going to a very matured approach to power-metal. Simply a staggering development from what started as teenage angst screamo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113890143039027641?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113890143039027641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113890143039027641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113890143039027641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113890143039027641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/02/review-a7x-city-of-evil.html' title='Review: A7X - City of Evil'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113889614067311647</id><published>2006-02-02T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T00:16:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Chai</title><content type='html'>Another late post. Its seems this current trend of my indiscipline is getting worst. Another chinese new year. I wanna gather this chance to wish &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai, Xing Nian Kuai Le&lt;/span&gt; to all my chinese friends out there, yes its a tad bit late to do all the new year well wishes, I'd prefer to think better late than never. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to Brunei about a week ago, 2 days before Chinese New Year. My parents in their typical autocratism decided for us that we're going to KK for our CNY (Chinese New Year). It was not as I'd expected, I was looking forward to huge groups of scandily clad tourists that would look not out of place in FHM magazine. Sadly I was disappointed by groups of tourists that look more like shopping trolleys in bikinis. Its not a pleasant experience really, I was afraid that I'd my spoil my new camera phone. It wasn't all too bad. Its refreshing to go to the isles. I got my whole back sunburnt in the process as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Temburong's CNY celebrations is typically sombre. I really missed my celebrations in Banting. There's no electricity in the celebrations here, contributed by the small chinese community here. back in Banting there's the midnight prayers ushering the God of Fortune which is done on the stroke of midnite on CNY eve, the firecrackers, the visiting of friends and relatives, the CNY lunch and dinner, the Ang Pau's, the friendly gambling between relatives, the drinking, the chaos. I'd ramble on and on and on. This year, I've even forgone the tradition of buying new clothes, for the simple reason that I'd be wearing them for no apparent reason other than showing off to monkeys that thrives in Temburong. But its not all too bad this year. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/DSC00289.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/DSC00294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/DSC00294.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/DSC00291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/DSC00291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113889614067311647?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113889614067311647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113889614067311647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113889614067311647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113889614067311647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/02/gong-xi-fa-chai_02.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Chai'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113786950232941571</id><published>2006-01-22T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T02:51:42.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang Bang.. You Got Me!</title><content type='html'>Pleasant suprise! Its nice to hear from my old secondary school teacher who happen to drop by at my little blog. Greg, if you're reading this I hope you'll give me an email. Maybe we can arrange a little get-together or something. alex.lim@gmail.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113786950232941571?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113786950232941571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113786950232941571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113786950232941571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113786950232941571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/01/bang-bang-you-got-me.html' title='Bang Bang.. You Got Me!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113767303447797911</id><published>2006-01-19T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T01:08:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough...Cough...Weeze~~</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. Down with fever, no thanks to the obnoxious amounts of durians eaten as well as the constant raining in the evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been contemplating on some stuff that me and Nonnie was on about this afternoon. And a lot of things she said was spot on. And now i'm in this confused dilemma. Its akin to being given the choice of either a million dollars or Angelina Jolie... hmmmm... tough choice now init? There are multiple reasons to choose either one, but naturally I'm bound to one choice and only one choice. A moral dilemma of epic porpotions. This is not like me at all, I'm suppose to be the carefree one and now I'm entagled in this. Though I won't put much thought into it. I'd have time decide for me, partly because of the main reason that I'm bum lazy. And secondly I'd prefer not to gamble in situations such as this. We are talking about the lives of three person. (Yes I am human after all)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking a fine line. Very fine line between morality, responsibility and stupidity. Not the best way to tickle my fancy I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as exciting as being shot at by a blind man equiped with a gattling gun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113767303447797911?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113767303447797911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113767303447797911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113767303447797911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113767303447797911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/01/coughcoughweeze.html' title='Cough...Cough...Weeze~~'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113727058235393946</id><published>2006-01-15T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T04:34:29.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chipped no more??? Zoom no more??? £££ no more???</title><content type='html'>Justine if you're reading this, what happened to your fantastic blog?? And would anyone please be charitable enough to donate £1,000,000.00 to buy a Bugatti Veyron? I know the car cost £810,425.00 but I need the extra money to buy petrol and do maintenance. It does 100L of petrol in 7.5mins! If there's a time to believe in the God of Fortune, now is the time. Maybe Jeremy Clarkson would be nice enough to let me give his Ford GT the guns. Once would be enough! Or maybe the Aston Martin V8 Vanquish. Dear god, the noise it makes is simply hair-raisingly brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mumble* *mumble* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fumble* *fumble*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113727058235393946?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113727058235393946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113727058235393946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113727058235393946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113727058235393946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/01/chipped-no-more-zoom-no-more-no-more.html' title='chipped no more??? Zoom no more??? £££ no more???'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113724084932842910</id><published>2006-01-14T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T20:16:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burp~</title><content type='html'>I love to just sit around and watch human interaction, especially in trying times which equates to my fascination with Battlestar Galactica. I sincerely hope someone out there other than myself is watching the series. Its epic! Everything about the series is very good, the action, the acting and story line. Superb in everyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally had the chance to watch King Kong. Peter Jackson did a very fine job of re-making and re-imagining the  epic movie. Though I'm not particularly happy with Jack Black as Carl Denham. Carl Denham is suppose to be eccentric, selfish, obnoxious and some what menacing yet has that figure of attraction, like-able baddies. Yes that does sound like Jack Black, he is obnoxious, selfish and eccentric but not exactly villain material if you catch what I'm on about, I believe I'm not alone whenever I see Jack Black, you see an image of a bumbling wannabe rock star. Anyhow, I have to give credit for Peter Jackson, he did a great job in nearly every department (other than Jack Black that is). Personally I felt what was going on between Ann Darrow and the 25ft Ape. I felt sorry for the hairy beast when it fell to its death. The anxiety. And what more could I say about the action scene. Breathtakingly beautiful CGI, excellent thrills, the feeling of being lost was there in full abundance. A roller coaster ride of emotions and eye candy. Epic, simply epic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aeon Flux is another beautiful film. I had the pleasure of watching it on DVD. Its not exaclty &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fab&lt;/span&gt;. The storyline is rather simple. But, dear God, its such a beautiful film. The eye candy is fantastic. Its not overly littered with CGI. Just the right amount at the right places and time. Check out the little balls. Simple, but it does its job really well. I have to say its not a good example of Charlize Theron's fantastic acting (Monster). But watching her prancing around in a leather cat suit would shut a lot of people up. I have a rather soft spot for films that center on Autocratic Societies. The whole theme itself questions our state of humanity, its part of us to be in control, yet films such as Aeon Flux or Equilibrium explores the realms of human tolerance. How much control can we have or handle? A very good question at this point of our humanity really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats on my playlist today? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Static X - Start A War&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113724084932842910?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113724084932842910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113724084932842910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113724084932842910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113724084932842910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/01/burp.html' title='Burp~'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113683977350553694</id><published>2006-01-10T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T04:49:33.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrr</title><content type='html'>Read the news lately? An upcoming and famed consultant was crushed to death by a 20 ton concrete moulding that dropped 20 stories on to the deceased's BMW at a construction site. What are the odds of that? Yes, I might sound insensitive but getting smushed in "The World's Greatest Driving Machine.". I give my condolences to the family of the deceased and I give my full support of the government's actions. Hunting down errant contractors and laying down the iron hammer. What the people need is a dictator, that could grab hold on to anyone's that errant and give them a huge spanking. Like a manly mother equipped with a leather belt laying down armageddon on any snotty, irritating, candy-eating monstrosity. I sincerely think that freedom should be earned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get back to my little existence shall we? I was blundered by my last exam result. Apparently I failed c++ programming, presumably my strongest forte. So here I am back in college retaking it again. With every intention of blowing the paper to bits. I aim to ace. Nothing more. I've seem to have lost my creative touch. 2 months of non-sensical idiocity has put my brain in a frozen state. Someone or something has to give the pink stuff in my head a little jolt. Its 4.30 in the morning. This should normally be the time when my brain goes overdrive. Instead its as if the dentist had given me a massive dose of novocaine, works wonders when you don't need it to be, absolutely rubbish at times of need. At this point in time I'd like the second most important organ in my body to be operating at full capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is right around the corner. I'll be going back soon, for a week. Bloody wankers at MAS slid my throat. I'm RM436.00 lighter. "Sorry sir! We ran out student fares. We only have this available!". Thanks a lot you sods! They call it prime-time. I call it 'swindle every single penny from every sad lots that you can'.&lt;br /&gt;How could MAS be making huge deficits when they're able to "run out of student fares" at every appropriate time? Anyone tried purchasing tickets on Christmas or Hari Raya? &lt;br /&gt;You'd fully understand what I'm going on about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 5 o'clock in the morning. I'm off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113683977350553694?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113683977350553694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113683977350553694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113683977350553694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113683977350553694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/01/grrrr.html' title='Grrrr'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113648049030108988</id><published>2006-01-06T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T01:01:30.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of the abnormal one!</title><content type='html'>Its been months since my last proper post on the blog. Being on holiday has put a toll on my blogging habits. Somehow putting my brain on hold equates to lower levels of creativity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how would I sum up my holiday back in West Msia? Simply fabulous. Being able to meet all my old chums again, meeting old relatives, the smell of home, the wonderful taste of hometown food, the list goes on and on. Its been 4 years since I went back. Many things has chanced since then. Finally after uncountable years the expressway is done up, theres a huge Tesco's and many of my old haunting places has given way to further development and yet still its Banting. I enjoyed re-exploring the place and get re-acquainted with old places, the memories of my childhood there. Change is inevitable. Benny, my old childhood friend whom I hung out with whenever I went back changed a myriad of ways, in essence he still was the same guy I hung out with while we were young boys, but everybody grows up. He did. I guess I did as well. Met up with Justine as well. It felt so good to just lepak with her at mamak stalls, drinking teh 'o' ais, talking and smoking the nights away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new year. Another damn bloody cycle. One thing is for sure, I can hardly wait for my next trip back to West Msia. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113648049030108988?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113648049030108988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113648049030108988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113648049030108988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113648049030108988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2006/01/return-of-abnormal-one.html' title='The return of the abnormal one!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113474776130613225</id><published>2005-12-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T23:42:41.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobbo...</title><content type='html'>Its been great being able to visit all my relatives after all these years. I've noticed i missed my 4th aunt and 3rd uncle the most. Their incredible sense of humour, warm personality  and not to mention that 3rd unc is a fucking good cook. He boils a killer soup mate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, my parents was thinking of going to Hapchai rite? Well, naturally we didnt go, i was glad that we didnt go. I doubt i can take those hours of road trip. I've been acting really weird and wound up every since we left Banting. I hate long road trips. I dont have personal time for myself. Ever since i've reached back home, i've been in a more jovial mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Singapore in matter of days, cant wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113474776130613225?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113474776130613225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113474776130613225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113474776130613225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113474776130613225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/12/hobbo.html' title='Hobbo...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113411739555672135</id><published>2005-12-09T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T16:36:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Location: Banting</title><content type='html'>I'm in Banting, W.Msia rite now. Prior to my flight here last monday, my flight was delayed for 3 hours. I almost went hysterical when the friendly airline chap told me that my flight was delayed. They gave me a free meal, which is hard to get hysterical over and i was getting really really hungry. Anyhoo... Whilst reading my novel and waiting for my flight, a lady approached me asking for some help. She liked me to carry a blood sample and deliver it to someone from some company when i reached KLIA. I was a fair bit shocked with the predicament, but hell.. she told me i'm gonna get paid... so hey... why fucking not? So i checked the little package. I was expecting an aluminum briefcase with all sorts of electronics keeping the blood sample in good health, instead the blood sample was kept in a plastic container the size of a file with some documents in it. After making sure that i'm not part of an international drug smuggling ring, i took the blood sample with me. And whilst reaching KLIA... yes i got paid. RM 50. w00t...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then time i reached home it was way past midnite. The house looked like a rats nest, inhabitable by all means. The family and I stayed the nite at my uncle's house. The pass few days we've been busy scrubbing, sweeping, painting. Not the sort of things normally associated with holidays. Now the house is squeaky clean, we're planning to go to Kajang tomorrow, then onwards to Ipoh then lastly Hapchai, Thailand. The family and my cousins are gonna drive there together, visiting friends and relatives while on-route.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113411739555672135?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113411739555672135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113411739555672135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113411739555672135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113411739555672135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/12/location-banting.html' title='Location: Banting'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113356965413938451</id><published>2005-12-03T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:33:00.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woozy~</title><content type='html'>Its been a long while since i posted anything relevant online. I've been pre-occupied with things around the house. I'll be flying off to KL on monday. I'm off to miri later in the afternoon with my family. Things have been a bit frantic around the house, with my sister graduating and going off to college next yr. Preparations are underway for that. Sorry guys if i havent found the time to actually visit you guys or even give a decent call. I've been really busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note i'd like to thank &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deranged Taco&lt;/span&gt; for affiliating with me. Guy was nice, he even help make an affiliation image for me. You guys can go check out his site &lt;a href="http://www.derangedtaco.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Seems my little blog is getting popular... or am I just to in over my head? Anyhow, I'll update this blog once i reach KL. Another thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deranged Taco&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113356965413938451?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113356965413938451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113356965413938451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113356965413938451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113356965413938451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/12/woozy.html' title='woozy~'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113259052641717832</id><published>2005-11-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T00:31:43.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very down and disappointed knowing that i failed C++ programming, which is suppose to be one of my strongest suit. I've lost the battle against UoW, however I'm not backing down. I'll re-take the subject next semester and I promised myself that I'll score very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this delightful video while surfing around. Its a 4 kids dressed up in Mario guise playing the theme songs of the game on the marimba. Check it out &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3117004324521250241&amp;q=marimba"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; DVD, i nearly forgot what an utterly brilliant film it was until i watched it again. A movie that posts serious questions in a weird, odd, entertaining, disturbing, all-roud delightful way! I love movies that questions the current state of humanity, materialism, capitalism, all the questions that make up our current state of reality. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;American Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is another excellent movie of nearly the same tinge as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Anyone who hasn't watched both of this film should go and get the DVD's. Both are excellent films and are a must watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113259052641717832?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113259052641717832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113259052641717832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113259052641717832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113259052641717832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/11/bummer.html' title='Bummer'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113224607370278335</id><published>2005-11-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T00:47:53.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>Cuts, bruises, sound of bone crunching, flesh chopping, screams of pain, death &amp; desperation. The battle was fought fiercely. And now the deafening silence of the eve of an after-battle. Who has won? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;University of Wollongong&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th November 2005, judgement day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113224607370278335?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113224607370278335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113224607370278335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113224607370278335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113224607370278335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/11/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113216062601431488</id><published>2005-11-17T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T01:03:46.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling quite a fair bit anxious. My results are suppose to be out by monday. And here I am in a pool of my own anxiousness waiting for them still, its thursday today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the newspapers recently? Apparently they gunned down the Malaysian terrorist in Indonesia, and typically the Malaysian government is using it as propaganda to ward off *potential* evil-do-ers/terrorists/extremists. Non-sense like this wont happen if Bush isn't in the presidential seat. Thanks to him and his brainless coolies, the world isn't a very nice place to live in at the moment. If i was a muslim and everyday i hear news of the appaling state in muslim countries, someday or another i might snap too. Frankly someone should just get a gun and put the old bastard out, that'll fix everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this talk about security and anti-terrorism, talks of how to ward off suicide bombers, talks of getting more information and at a faster rate. What do we have instead? Less freedom of speech, stripping naked or having to take off shoes so that some smelly, fat, racist pig could put their greasy hands on you for *security* reasons when travelling to other countries and in this age of so-called globalism where we are united as one? Pathetic. Simply pathetic. If i had a choice and power, i'd take all the *influential* leaders, stuff them into a van and break their legs, naturally Bush would be first. In truth, i despise politics. But in the state of reality we live in right now, ignoring politics isn't a good choice. Aren't we the people suppose to have the power?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113216062601431488?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113216062601431488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113216062601431488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113216062601431488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113216062601431488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113147982968679030</id><published>2005-11-09T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T03:57:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickens Me</title><content type='html'>Bored stiff. Went surfing around and stopped over at &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my"&gt;www.nst.com.my&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And I stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Tuesday/National/NST40771923.txt/Article/indexb_html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sickens me that young children are exposed to such acts. Being abandoned by her natural mother, scalded, beaten and found wondering around at night. Such audacity! I can't imagine why a sane human being would do such a thing to a poor innocent child. Being abused physically and mentally, having no one to hold on to, no one to go to when everything and everyone fails her, having no taste of compassion nor love, being in the dark, eternal depths of loneliness. 9 yrs old and already exposed to the dark side of reality. How could anyone do such things to a child?? How??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question the state of our world today. Aren't we human beings the dominant species due to our intelligence, compassion, able to think and feel for people, other living beings or even things that has no life nor soul? I question the state of our world today. Anyone who questions my representation of present world in the form of a painting would resemble massive blotches of black, grey and red and silhouette of people, animals and leaf-less trees in the blackest of black, sprinkled in rain of red signifying bloodshed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sickening image really. And yet, in the darkest of times, a little part of me has hope still. And everyday I hang onto that hope, not only for my own little existence, but for what i believe and feel, an epitome of hope that good still prevails in the darkest times. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOPE&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113147982968679030?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113147982968679030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113147982968679030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113147982968679030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113147982968679030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/11/sickens-me.html' title='Sickens Me'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113138288328556779</id><published>2005-11-08T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T01:01:23.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap, Crackle &amp; Pop?</title><content type='html'>Visualise: A spanner, a nut(of the human kind) that irritates you, any sane human being would know what to do with the spanner, putting the nut out of misery. Whats this sudden talk about spanners and murder? Concept. Being at the right place at the right time with the right tools and the right people. And coming back to me, it seems i've been trying to experiment with brain retardation. Guess when one's bored, one does stupid things. I've got nearly everything, but somehow, some things are missing. Like having a faster Internet connection. That'd be nice, but frankly I'm out of ideas of things to download. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the pics from the barbecue, but i'm just to damn lazy to post them up. The sizes are just horrendously huge and I can't be bothered to photoshop over 100 pictures and post them up. I'll find time in my busy *smirk* schedule to photoshop them. The laziness streak is ongoing. There is much to do around the house, but I just don't have the energy to work on them. On a more serious note, I've talked to me mom about moving out, and she's ok bout it. Which puts a huge smirk on my face knowing i'll have some space for myself. I've got a good feeling it'll improve my results, which is gonna play a huge role if I'm going to australia for my honors and masters. Now, I've got to find a suitable time to coax my dad in buying the Sony Ericsson K750i i've been waiting for a while. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats playing on my stereo? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blondie - The Greatest Hits&lt;/span&gt;. I really enjoy listening to this lovely band's approach to pop-rock, with touches of punk, new wave, post-punk, blues, synth-rock. Its a bit eclectic to a certain point, but we won't be having the alternative rock scene we're enjoying right now if it weren't for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blondie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get myself a nightcap. Off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113138288328556779?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113138288328556779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113138288328556779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113138288328556779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113138288328556779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/11/snap-crackle-pop.html' title='Snap, Crackle &amp; Pop?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113084823615094108</id><published>2005-11-01T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T20:30:36.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home alast</title><content type='html'>29th Oct, Woke up at 7.30 in the morning, washed my face and brushed my nicotine and caffeine stained teeth. Packed up my monitor and my computer. The boys woke up while i was banging about. 8.30am, moses came over, stuffed his little car to the brim with our  computers and other valuables and jetted off to his place where it'll be home for our expensive possessions for the next 2 months. 9.00am, picked the guys up and went for breakfast, visualise a small little 1 litre car about the size of a dinner table filled to the brim with 5 guys, 2 of them are lard consuming fat arses that weights half an elephant. It wasnt exactly comfortable nor was it madly uncomfortable, by the time i reached the airport my kidneys are still intact and i still had my odd sense of humour. After a lovely breakfast of tiger prawn laksa and prior before the maddening drive to the airport, i've decided to go and buy a whole roasted duck to bring home. Taking into account the lard consumers in the car, i practically had to protect the roast duck with my life, holding it tightly like a rugby ball, making sure no one tries to wring it from my grasp and rapes the beautiful duck before my very eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the airport, the aircon was spewwing hot air, i was sweating profusely at the same time those two are still eyeing on my duck. It got slightly better while we where in the departure hall. They've decided to give up trying for my roast duck and i met a lovely stewardess in the smoking room. Had a short conversation while puffing about and hoping to see a fair bit of her cleavage. After my nice encounter, the boys decide to write a note complaining about the appaling state of the aircon, naturally with my utmost skills in writing volunteered, took a piece of paper, a pen and wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I came all the way from canada for this? Aircon like shit! &lt;br /&gt;                                            - Frustrated Canadian Traveller"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visualise myself as a fat, balding, half-drunk, smoking french canadian whore while i wrote that. Imaging as i like to call it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the airplane, the malay bloke sitting on my left and i are practically fighting for the armrest. Sadly he won, so he get to sleep in much better comfort than i did. Thank goodness the flight was short, and yet i pity the older folks when we had our landing. Nearing the runaway, the airplane slowly decended, at the point where i'd subconciously know that the wheels are touching terra firma, the plane seems to still be flying horizontally. Obviously the captain knew it as well so he decide: "What the hell... Lets imitate a roller coaster and see if we'd bring in more flyers for the excitement." and jabbed the controller and we practically bounced all through the runaway. The malay bloke next to me jolted awake, i'd bet he was thinking we'd crash landed or something. We've reached miri airport by that time, it was lunch time and my stomach had finished digesting the little remains of tiger prawns i had left. So went to the cafe, closed my eyes and paid RM18.00 for some sandwiches and orange juice. At this point, the roast duck looked very enticing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.40pm, we boarded a microbe airplane that was heading towards limbang. Basically a lawnmower with wings. I went all the way in front wanting to see how the pilot and co-pilot does their thing. The flight was very smooth and very coseting. A first for myself on this kamekaze machines. Halfway through the flight, we met with some very scary looking thunderstorm clouds, the co-pilot radio-ed the tower and got some directions. It was dark, there was lightning flashes and it looks as if in any second it might pour very heavily. The british pilot, gingerly flew under the black menacing clouds, jammed full throttle and zipped quickly through before it started to rain. That impressed me very much, until we got onto the landing part. Without exagerating, it felt like landing on a soft cushion of air, it was the best landing i've ever had and in a flying lawnmower as well! There was no feeling of the wheels actually touching on the runaway, no jolts, no bumps, non of that madness, just a slight screech and we're done, home-free. Simply amazing. Everyone on-board was visually surprised and impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm home. Been home for the last 3 days. And loving every minute of it, being a complete slobbering bastard, 3 square meals a day, cable television. 2 months of paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113084823615094108?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113084823615094108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113084823615094108&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113084823615094108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113084823615094108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/11/home-alast.html' title='Home alast'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113048767028654571</id><published>2005-10-28T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T16:24:26.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex vs Uni of Wollongong Part ii</title><content type='html'>Both sides eye each other with bloodlust. Men armed to the teeth impatiently wait for the call of war. The horns bellow, men steel themselves ,they rushed towards each other, blades unsheathed, wails of battlecries fill the air, shields clash, axes chop, blades slash... On the 24th and 25th of October 2005, blood is spilt again. Alex vs Uni of Wollongong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th November, the conclusion arrives, who has spilt more blood, who had more casualties. Who has won the battle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113048767028654571?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113048767028654571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113048767028654571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113048767028654571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113048767028654571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/10/alex-vs-uni-of-wollongong-part-ii.html' title='Alex vs Uni of Wollongong Part ii'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-113001321027801613</id><published>2005-10-23T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T07:01:58.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IntiMates Barbeque</title><content type='html'>Frankly i was expecting a typical boring barbeque. You go there, smile, say hi with some people you knew briefly, talk some crap with the mates, have some chicken, hotdogs and drinks and go back home thinking its a waste of time. I was pleasently mistaken as the barbeque was pretty wicked. Plenty of food, plenty of drinks, plenty of people, plenty of chicks, plenty of insanity and not forgetting good planning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter as usual is 'chong'. Going around asking people to do idiotic acts. I myself participated in one, and everytime it has to do with flour. Looking for a little candy in a big ass basin of flour aint exactly easy. Peggy was seen going around making sure everything is running slick, i gotta give both of them as well as the Inti Hostel Association kudos for a job well done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all everyone had a good time. The food was oklah... the rice was utterly crap. But the chicken and hotdogs was pre-fried before so we dont have to wait half a freaking day for them to get barbequed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Doom the movie is out. Anyone can atest the quality of the film without pointing out the details? Quake 4 and F.E.A.R is out too. All the nice ass games out during exam times. Fuck~. The finals are on monday and tuesday. After the finals i'm gonna chill at the hostel for a few days with the guys. Gonna get me-self F.E.A.R and quake 4 and have a ball of a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-113001321027801613?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/113001321027801613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=113001321027801613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113001321027801613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/113001321027801613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/10/intimates-barbeque.html' title='IntiMates Barbeque'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112904978187885581</id><published>2005-10-12T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T01:05:34.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic</title><content type='html'>I find myself in another bind ironically with myself. I like to rekindle past memories and the same memories are holding me by the neck, slowly choking the life out of myself. Strangle-holding myself due to small intricacies. Stupid. Pure and simple, just plain fucking dumb. And here I am blaming others for my own idiocy. Taking small details that any sane person would happily ignore, here I am holding out a grudge towards a friend whom i've known for ages. Some how I have to find a way to get out of this little pathetic phase in my insecure life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've guessed the best way to fix this inconformity is by getting away. I've decided to move out of the hostel next semester, possibly buying a car as well. being cooped up in a little air-conditioned room is slowly withering my life away. I miss a homely environment. Waking up and being able to go out facing nature, instead of facing people everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Have I grown sick and tired of people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yes. I need space. Lots of quiet time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully giving myself huge doses of personal time and space would eradicate the tiresome feeling between the both of us. I guess i've seen too much of his worst side. I wont start blabbering about his selfishness... but yes, i feel that's making the obnoxious feeling towards him. I need space for myself. I've always valued personal time and space. Not that i dont appreciate company, but i guess i had enough. I need time for myself. Space especially. Hopefully starting next semester this feeling would go away. In due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes blaming one's self is the best way to look inside and find out what the problem is. (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Keeping that in mind&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112904978187885581?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112904978187885581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112904978187885581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112904978187885581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112904978187885581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/10/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112842059762645819</id><published>2005-10-04T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T18:09:57.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvey Danger - Little by Little</title><content type='html'>Harvey Danger is an alternative/indie rock band. They sound really good and what makes it better is that their latest album is available for download on their website &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;absolutely free &amp; legal!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll review it when i have time on the other hand go grab the goodies at &lt;a href="http://www.harveydanger.com"&gt;www.harveydanger.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112842059762645819?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112842059762645819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112842059762645819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112842059762645819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112842059762645819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/10/harvey-danger-little-by-little.html' title='Harvey Danger - Little by Little'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112826904322495158</id><published>2005-10-02T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T00:04:03.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Path</title><content type='html'>The fragility of the human soul&lt;br /&gt;its time to heal&lt;br /&gt;time to rest&lt;br /&gt;from clutches of humanity's foul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring forth the swindlers &lt;br /&gt;Bring forth the killers&lt;br /&gt;Bring forth if you may.. i say&lt;br /&gt;i let you reap my gold&lt;br /&gt;i let you real my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ill-gotten riches you sow from me&lt;br /&gt;the ill-gotten uses you sow from me&lt;br /&gt;Never will it condemn myself&lt;br /&gt;in the realms of your trap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stand before hurt, in plight&lt;br /&gt;matter not as i still have might&lt;br /&gt;to reach the heavens&lt;br /&gt;to reach the dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the desires...&lt;br /&gt;to reach the light beyond the darkness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112826904322495158?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112826904322495158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112826904322495158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112826904322495158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112826904322495158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/10/path.html' title='The Path'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112806031168006400</id><published>2005-09-30T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:05:11.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self depreciating post of sugar crunching loveliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Foo Fighters - Everlong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello &lt;br /&gt;I've waited here for you &lt;br /&gt;Everlong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;br /&gt;I throw myself into &lt;br /&gt;And out of the red, out of her head she sang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come down &lt;br /&gt;And waste away with me &lt;br /&gt;Down with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow how &lt;br /&gt;You wanted it to be &lt;br /&gt;I'm over my head, out of her head she sang &lt;br /&gt;Chorus- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder &lt;br /&gt;When I sing along with you &lt;br /&gt;If everything could ever feel this real forever &lt;br /&gt;If anything could ever be this good again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'll ever ask of you &lt;br /&gt;You've got to promise not to stop when I say when &lt;br /&gt;She sang &lt;br /&gt;Verse 2- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe out &lt;br /&gt;So I could breathe you in &lt;br /&gt;Hold you in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now &lt;br /&gt;I know you've always been &lt;br /&gt;Out of your head, out of my head I sang &lt;br /&gt;Chorus- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder &lt;br /&gt;When I sing along with you &lt;br /&gt;If everything could ever feel this real forever &lt;br /&gt;If anything could ever be this good again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'll ever ask of you &lt;br /&gt;You've got to promise not to stop when I say when &lt;br /&gt;She sang &lt;br /&gt;Chorus- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder &lt;br /&gt;If everything could ever feel this real forever &lt;br /&gt;If anything could ever be this good again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'll ever ask of you &lt;br /&gt;You've got to promise not to stop when I say when &lt;br /&gt;She sang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112806031168006400?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112806031168006400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112806031168006400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112806031168006400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112806031168006400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/self-depreciating-post-of-sugar.html' title='Self depreciating post of sugar crunching loveliness'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112801195536411164</id><published>2005-09-29T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T00:39:15.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue</title><content type='html'>Fucking study week. Thought i could take the chance to get some R&amp;R and guess what.. i was bloody wrong. Assignments and test. Puts into perspective that i've got some studying to do. I'm not even sure if i will pass on of my test, i did put a fair bit of effort into my assignments. Well fuck that.. Onwards to the tri-factor of band reviews i promised! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kasier Chiefs - Employment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Audioslave - Out of Exile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Art School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; approach of post punk/art rock has a very strong 80's feel to their groove. I've been known to denounce 80's music or even the style as being stupid and just plain wrong, however &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kaiser Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did something right and hit me on the right tune. Their musical approach is very energetic and fun. First track &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Everyday i love you less and less&lt;/span&gt; starts out with 80's style synths and signature drums.. followed by slightly monotonous after a while but when the slightly poppy guitar riffs kicks in.. the fun begins. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I Predict a Riot&lt;/span&gt; is one of my favourite songs of the album. Once the track starts, you'd be able to predict that its gonna be fairly energetic. I particularly enjoyed the guitar riff on this track. Energetic guitar and drum wokr accompanied by hand-claps. Given the chance you should check out the video. Its excellent. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saturday Night&lt;/span&gt; is another really good track. Track starts with sound of an engine starting up, synthesisers and vocal hums, then the drums kicks in for a concoction of images of 80's bad hair cut, synth work and a bloody good time. Lyric-wise i have to say &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; arent the best on the planet, however their packaging is excellent: fun, energetic approach! And i guess thats their reason of being, having a bloody good time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Audioslave - Out of Exile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the love-child of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;RATM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Soundgarden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i think there's an identity crisis going on, tinge of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Soundgarden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s grunge and the famed &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;RATM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sound fused by blues heavy hard rock. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Audioslave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s sound is approaching hard rock with a slight tinge of grunge and funk. Listening to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Audioslave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is like a crash course of having both&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;RATM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Soundgarden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumbled together with hard rock as the main influence which isnt bad. Chris Cornell's voice is as always mind-shattering. Tom Morello, Tim Commerford and Brad Wilk shows they haven't soften down after the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;RATM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 's disbanding. Tom Morello's signature distort and effect heavy guitar playing-style perfectly matches Chris Cornell's strong gruffy voice which heavily shows in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Worm&lt;/span&gt;. Its fairly slow in pace, but its exceptionally powerful. Cornell's strong voice works exceptionally well with the rest of the band, like having a cigarette after a good meal, or an ice cold coke to wash down a double cheese burger. It just fucking melts together into a ear-melting sonic assault. I especially enjoyed Morello's signature guitar work half-way through the track, and Chris Cornell as usual did not disappoint. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Curse&lt;/span&gt; has a slight &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Soundgarden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feel to the music. Slow, distorted and powerful yet with a tad of grunge and heavy blues influence. Cornell soul-fully barks out the meaningful lyrics with his signature gruff. Simply heavenly. The highpoint of the track is where Cornell's vocal work gives way to the instrumentalists to show what they can do. Drums, bass and lead guitar are first class. "As i'm howling at the moon, why don't you kill yourself, i will be alone" - is that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Soundgarden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Art School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, having found some mp3's that my sister had in her pc and being the person that i am where i'm easily suckered by a good name, i double clicked and i'm wonderfully surprised by this obscure (to me) japanese alternative band. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Art School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; reminds of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Pixies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a lot with their heavily distorted yet melodic guitar work. The vocal work is in japanese so i have no bloody idea what the vocalist are singing about, but i did feel his songs. Some of the songs were heavily angst driven, its kinda like mashing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And its awesome. Theres not much i can say about this band, with the track titles in japanese, what i can tell you is if you have the chance to get some of the songs, have a good listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112801195536411164?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112801195536411164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112801195536411164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112801195536411164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112801195536411164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/overdue.html' title='Overdue'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112727020651723546</id><published>2005-09-21T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T10:38:07.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/drink11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/drink11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/drink21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/drink21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/drink31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/drink31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/cake2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/drink7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/drink7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112727020651723546?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112727020651723546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112727020651723546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112727020651723546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112727020651723546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112724268437290687</id><published>2005-09-21T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:58:04.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Ah Pui</title><content type='html'>We decide to celebrate Ah Pui's birthday together with mooncake festival. So after only 5 minutes of planning, i've thought up of an ingenius idea. I brought forth the idea and everyone seems to be ok with it. Moses called up and we zoomed off to buy 2 lovely cakes and a nice bottle of Chivas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a nice chap that we were, we treated Ah Pui with a nice pizza dinner. Moses bought a pair of mini cakes with lil dinky dragonball Z figurines stuck on top of it. My dinner was interupted by a phone call from effy. I was quite happy that she called so, I head downstairs and talked, put my hand into my left-hand pocket and fuck.. i'm out of cigarettes. After she wasted RM30 of her credit for a conversation that went to nowhere (Blame me, i was lacking in nicotine...) I zoomed back up and the pizza is gone... i wasnt starving but, hey i need to eat goddamit! Ordered another pizza and gobbeld a few pieces down fast. After duping Ah Pui to walk back to the hostel, moses and i and 2 other guys zoomed to the nearest shop to get some fags, then zoomed back hostel and set up the finale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was in place with the candles really sunk in... Condition: Use your mouth to get the candles after blowing them out... naturally while trying to get the last candle ... FACEPLANT! Coaxed him to taking a shower before he smears cake all over us, we got the real cake and *TADAA~* a lovely bottle of Chivas. You see our huge friend here cant drink for nuts. So tonite is his lovely night. We're gonna make sure he goes down HARD! I'll let the pics do the talking. Mind you it aint a pretty sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112724268437290687?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112724268437290687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112724268437290687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112724268437290687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112724268437290687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-bday-ah-pui.html' title='Happy Bday Ah Pui'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112688796143982252</id><published>2005-09-17T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T00:28:48.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Shit</title><content type='html'>Assuming you understand hokkien/teochew cursing and singaporean english, or else you wont understand jackshit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://s2.putfile.com/videos/d3-24814101697.mp3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112688796143982252?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112688796143982252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112688796143982252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112688796143982252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112688796143982252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/funny-shit.html' title='Funny Shit'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112666455910095004</id><published>2005-09-14T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T10:34:25.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids aren't alright</title><content type='html'>Someone please tell me what is the objective of Object Orientated Software Engineering in C++??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake my ass up at 7.00 a.m, drag my sorry ass to class and give 110% concentration in class, understood whatever the lecturer was saying... and still WTF is the reason behind this method of programming? I just can't seem to understand why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pc is finally up and running. After days of trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with it. Got rid of what shorted my motherboard and right now is running sweetly. Games runs smoothly and even in normal computing situation and applications it runs smoothly and finally got rid of the 'laggy' feeling. My old system wasn't slow, but it ain't fast either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class starts at 8 freaking a.m. everyday. I can't afford to miss any classes or else i'll be missing out a lot. My sleep deprived body isn't reacting very well to the early morning classes. Surprisingly i've not overslept. Still, i'm depreciating myslef of valuable sleep time. I can't wait for the weekends when i can sleep in really late. Anyone listened to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/span&gt;? Brit pop + garage rock = yummy. Check it out. Come to think about it, i haven't put up my review for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Art School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Audioslave's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; new album. I'll try to do that in the weekend... a tri-factor of band reviews!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112666455910095004?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112666455910095004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112666455910095004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112666455910095004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112666455910095004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/kids-arent-alright.html' title='The kids aren&apos;t alright'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112615697177309661</id><published>2005-09-08T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:22:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new wishlist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/ipod_nano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/ipod_nano.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/"&gt;www.apple.com/ipodnano/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112615697177309661?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112615697177309661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112615697177309661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112615697177309661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112615697177309661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-new-wishlist.html' title='My new wishlist...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112610866297059969</id><published>2005-09-07T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:05:08.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh for fuck sake....</title><content type='html'>I was early for morning class but late for my afternoon class. That starts the butt-fucking session of the day. Here i am running my new machine. AMD64 Athlon 3000+ processor which i borrowed from a friend who i helped build his new system. Thank goodness he's not gonna use his computer any time soon. So i'm mooching the processor now. Getting to the point. Apparently after waiting for 10 days, my processor seems to be still in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ordering process'&lt;/span&gt; . I was really pissed with it. Anyway while i was building the system i slotted in 2 pairs of 512MB DDR400's and woopie-doo... its not booting!?!? What could be the problem? After hours of troubleshooting and shouting at the blasted machine i found out that the rams are mismatched. So i called up my friend in the computer shop asking to change the rams, went happily to the shop to have them changed. Came back to the hostel, took the ram from the packaging ... wait a minute... why the fuck did he give me 1 512mb and a 256mb?!? So i have to go back to the shops the next day to get them changed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. My friend's purchasing department told him that my processor would arrive on the same day as well, so being the nice chap the he is, he informed me as well. I went to the shops happy and got butt-fucked instead, my processor is still in '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ordering process&lt;/span&gt;'. How hard does it take to order a little piece of silicon? Pissed off... and having to go through the bloody torential rain... i'm dripping wet, my dinner fell into the drain because of my idiotic bumbleness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm wet..i changed my clothes and dropped those new pair of rams into the computer and it still wont freaking boot. Explicits of different kind and of multiple languages came shooting out of my mouth. One of the new kids that moved in got a piece of my explicity. He just don't see the huge &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK OFF, I'M PISSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sign stamped on my forehead. So now its confirmed that the board is fucked. Proper fucked. So i'll head off to the shops on friday to get it replaced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112610866297059969?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112610866297059969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112610866297059969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112610866297059969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112610866297059969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-for-fuck-sake.html' title='Oh for fuck sake....'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112576493682020066</id><published>2005-09-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:28:56.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stomp on me you lil' bastard!</title><content type='html'>The lil' green men in my head seems to be having a heavy metal party. My head's been banging since the day i got back to kuching. Maybe its the polution, or the food. Heeps of msg isnt helping my already fucked up body. The goddamn aircon is freezing...not helping at all. I'm not a fan of panadol so i'm getting my hands and body as far away from that stuff as far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing ping pong heavily ever since i got back. Sweating it out is fucking awesome. Walking back to my hostel room reeking with sweat is one of my favourite ways of irritating the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already skipped one of my classes. Overslept. My schedule is absolutely mad. Class starts at 8am. It should be known already that i'm not exactly a morning person. The madness.. utter incompetent madness! A friend of mine finally got her Bruneian citizenship after battling thru years and years of Bruneian bureaucracy. Congrats. Hope i get my PR-ship too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking green men in my head is going for an encore. I'm going back to bed. I can practically see my breath in this room. Fucking freezing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112576493682020066?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112576493682020066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112576493682020066&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112576493682020066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112576493682020066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/09/stomp-on-me-you-lil-bastard.html' title='stomp on me you lil&apos; bastard!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112541236392339907</id><published>2005-08-30T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T22:32:43.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The STPRI hauntings....</title><content type='html'>So a bunch of little girls was thinking their sense of fun is calling "spirits" using an ouija board, then they didnt ask "it" to go back. So... "it" is pissed off asking for blood of those who have called "him" or some shit like that. There's a video of the sultan visiting STPRI when 4 girls got "possesed", i dunno if its available online. I have a copy of it. Its 118MB so i'm not gonna share it. LoL. The sultan is really pissed of in the video, he was tiao-ing people cos he wasnt informed.. The news should be available on &lt;a href="http://www.brudirect.com"&gt;www.brudirect.com&lt;/a&gt; Check the archives under last month. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112541236392339907?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112541236392339907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112541236392339907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112541236392339907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112541236392339907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/08/stpri-hauntings.html' title='The STPRI hauntings....'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112507995823395565</id><published>2005-08-27T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T02:12:38.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...giving up =  winning?</title><content type='html'>I find myself sitting quietly in my room in the dark. Everyone is asleep. Its 2am in the morning and i dont feel a bit tired. I got my results and its fairly disappointing. I'm glad i passed everything though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am sitting in front of this damn monitor in the wee hours of the morning, trying to comprehend what the hell i'm typing here. This is one of those days where everything is fine. Nothing went wrong at all and here i am contemplating who the fuck i am and what the fuck i'm doing here. This is one of those days where i sit there and watch everything pass by, finding flaws, faults and pointing them out to them. This is the obnoxiousness that i hate about myself, the self-absorbed bastard that i am at this right very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining a bit. Its a nice cool night. The music's nice. A japanese band called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Art-School&lt;/span&gt;. They sound very good. I have no goddamn idea what the fuck they singing about, but i'm connecting to the sound and the band which is a good thing in itself. I will put up a review bout them soon as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my typing is flowing naturally now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is a fucked up messed. I sound like a bitch cos i'm trying to grow my hair after years of keeping the short gelled-up hairstyle. Well i want a really messy, fucked up wavy look anyway. I've been using olive oil to spruce up my fair and its slowly working, giving my hair a fair bit of volume and healthy shine. Just had a nice shave. Gonna meet nonnie tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112507995823395565?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112507995823395565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112507995823395565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112507995823395565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112507995823395565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/08/giving-up-winning.html' title='...giving up =  winning?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112463091858511939</id><published>2005-08-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T21:28:38.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....?</title><content type='html'>Something to ponder upon -&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brudirect.com/DailyInfo/News/Archive/Aug05/210805/nite01.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as                              -&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Sunday/Frontpage/20050821075636/Article/indexb_html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touche?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112463091858511939?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112463091858511939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112463091858511939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112463091858511939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112463091858511939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='....?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112433843572565646</id><published>2005-08-18T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T12:16:05.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angst Driven Opulence or just plain yawn?</title><content type='html'>I havent posting online as much as i want, no thanks to the lazy/numb/obnoxious mood i'm in right now. 2 weeks break is very short and i wanna make sure that i relax as much as i possibly can before going back to kuching on the 28th. Out of the occasional duties, i mostly spend my days in my room, taking naps and going online. Not forgetting the chance to stuff my mouth with as much of ma's cooking as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thanks to my fucked up attitude and mood i dont feel like going anywhere or do anything. The typical uber lazy mood. No matter what, i have to get my ass up and go meet up with friends in bandar at least. Even if i dont owe it to myself i still owe it to them, so i might drop by in bandar during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are partly a complete disaster. I think i screwed up 2 papers. Guess i just have to wait until the results are out, the good ol' pray and wait technique. Hopefully i didnt fuck up those two papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introspectively i've been feeling guilty of messing around with fei chai's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weight&lt;/span&gt; issue, but at times he's just asking for it. At times i just cant seem to control myself. Its so damn enticing to open my slobbering mouth and insult him with a smart ass line relating to his weight. I think i'll put the jokes on hold and talk to him, get shit settled. I got myself Audioslave's newest album and rocks good. A review is coming up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112433843572565646?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112433843572565646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112433843572565646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112433843572565646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112433843572565646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/08/angst-driven-opulence-or-just-plain.html' title='Angst Driven Opulence or just plain yawn?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112359694665099423</id><published>2005-08-09T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T22:15:46.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B'day attack!</title><content type='html'>The boys bought a very nice cake, which half of it ended in my face or hair. Next was the good old fashion flour prank, i think they wasted 5kg of flour on me. Then was the worst... ICE COLD FUCKING FREEZING WATER... argghh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast. I really owe it to them. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112359694665099423?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112359694665099423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112359694665099423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112359694665099423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112359694665099423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/08/bday-attack.html' title='B&apos;day attack!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112314965797423199</id><published>2005-08-04T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T18:00:57.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Guys...</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the birthday wishes everyone. Sadly, i can't celebrate. Bloody exams in a few days. However you guys rock, thanks again. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112314965797423199?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112314965797423199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112314965797423199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112314965797423199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112314965797423199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/08/thanks-guys.html' title='Thanks Guys...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112238995274524944</id><published>2005-07-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T22:59:12.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyuk Nyuk</title><content type='html'>Plague with being slow these few days. I dont have the energy to do anything at all. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;Exams are right around the corner. So i won't be posting much until finals are over. Going home on the 13th of Aug. =) Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112238995274524944?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112238995274524944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112238995274524944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112238995274524944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112238995274524944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/nyuk-nyuk.html' title='Nyuk Nyuk'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112186197334009478</id><published>2005-07-20T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:19:33.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Razer Viper RM130</title><content type='html'>Anybody interested in a Razer Viper used for less than a week for a mere RM130? The owner bought it last saturday for RM160, but decide to sell it after finding out that his paw-size is too large for the mouse, so he'll be purchasing a Razer Diamondback Plasma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave comments or email me for details!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112186197334009478?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112186197334009478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112186197334009478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112186197334009478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112186197334009478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/razer-viper-rm130.html' title='Razer Viper RM130'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112178657414937206</id><published>2005-07-19T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T00:21:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eisley - Room Noises</title><content type='html'>Guys.. what we have here maybe the next indie sensation! No thanks to the fucked up local music industry which is heavily plagued by Taiwan pretty boy/girl pop, its nearly impossible to put my grimy hands on this soon to be mainstream band. SO... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naturally&lt;/span&gt; i have to p2p the entire album. Trust me, when it gets realeased in our back-water market i'll happily spend my cash on their cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, on a side note i'd like to say thanks to a fellow forum member for introducing this wonderful Texan indie band. So what's so special about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eisley?&lt;/span&gt; Its fronted by a lovely sounding girl. I don't have the details but what i know of that they're all siblings. I know for a fact that whenever we talk about a band of siblings we'll recall about those god forbidden "bands", but with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eisley&lt;/span&gt; its au contraire. This is a true, blue and very original indie band. I can't really categorise their music, its a very mellow mix of multi genres with indie on center stage. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Room Noises&lt;/span&gt; is a 12 track cd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eisley - Room Noises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Telescope Eyes&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Wasn't Prepared&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Golly Sandra&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marvelous Things&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brightly Wound&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost At Sea&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Lovely&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just Like We Do&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plenty of Paper&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Day I Slowly Floated Away&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trolley Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; In my humble opinion the first track says a lot about an album, and with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories&lt;/span&gt; it promises an album full of quality music.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories&lt;/span&gt; is a very beautiful song. One thing that captured my attention was the vocalist, her voice is very entrancing. The song as whole brings a wonderful feeling. A soft musical blanket that wraps around you. The melody has a slight celtic influence which if you will find out is scattered within the album. A few of my friends have told me that it has a slight &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cranberries&lt;/span&gt;-like feel to it, yet to my opinion &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eisley&lt;/span&gt; has their own musical style which is unique in the current music scene which is bloated with crappy pop-punk bands. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Wasn't Prepared&lt;/span&gt; is another piece i enjoy very much. Its a much slower number, a very dreamy and romantic number. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eisley&lt;/span&gt; seem to really enjoy playing slower songs and it doesn't feel as if the music itself is forced. They are born natural with slow pace, the vocals are the centre stage of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eisley's &lt;/span&gt;music, where the lead vocals and the backing vocals (Both Female) leading the music instead of the usual guitars, drums, base and synthesizers setting the pace with the vocals as filling. The lead and backing vocalists are very talented with playing with the pace and tune of the song. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marvelous Things&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; song that caught my attention of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eisley&lt;/span&gt;. The song itself has a very melancholy yet mysterious tune. With, as usual, the vocals setting the pace and tune of the music. The vocals starts the song with tunes and lyrics filled with mystery and once that feel of mystique starts to set in; a change of tune by a very heart melting chorus with a very melancholy feel changes the feel of the music.The music seem to entrance you and creates a dreamy effect to your sense reality. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brightly Wound&lt;/span&gt; is a very dreamy song. A song that puts you in your personal universe where nothing can go wrong, where you're still that 3 year old child, looking at the world in a much brighter light than you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i have lots to say bout this up and coming band, I won't continue onwards about the whole album, there's so much a person can take with my rambles; but definitely the whole album is a top quality stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Room Noises&lt;/span&gt; is a top-notch album. Try and get the album and have a listen. And you're entranced by the dreaminess, don't forget to spend some hard earn cash on these guys, cos they really deserve the support. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5/5 stars !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112178657414937206?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112178657414937206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112178657414937206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112178657414937206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112178657414937206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/eisley-room-noises.html' title='Eisley - Room Noises'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112157423481359560</id><published>2005-07-17T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T12:23:54.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... etc?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flowing rivers collide with never-ending sea&lt;br /&gt;infinite beyond, an endless journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking a reason to exist&lt;br /&gt;slowly but surely walking the endless path&lt;br /&gt;a journey of enlightment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the numbness away&lt;br /&gt;Send me to oblivion&lt;br /&gt;Let me float in  nothingness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112157423481359560?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112157423481359560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112157423481359560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112157423481359560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112157423481359560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/etc.html' title='... etc?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112150589497501037</id><published>2005-07-16T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T17:24:55.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Foo Fighters - In Your Hono(u)r</title><content type='html'>Just got me a copy of Foo Fighters - In your hono(u)r. So i gingerly skimped back to the hostel, happily open the plastic protective covering and do i see? 2 cd's for the price of 1? Shurely theres shome mishtake? But no... disc 1 for distortions, screaming vocals, thumping drums and bass. Disc 2 showcasing the famed foo fighters ballads. Wonderful... just simply wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit primal or some FF goodness? Pop in disc 1. Feeling a bit emo or some acoustic loveliness? Pop in disc 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foo Fighters - In Your Honour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disc 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Your Honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resolve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Deepest Blues Are Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;End Over End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disc 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What If I Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another Round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend Of A Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Over And Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On The Mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Virginia Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cold Day In The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Razor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Its FF's method of celebrating their ten years together rocking hard. A little gift to fans such as your truly. So what stood out in this album? The first track of the album. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Your Honor&lt;/span&gt; harks back to the days of foo fighters infancy, reminisence of their first album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Color and the Shape&lt;/span&gt;. It absolutely rocks. The riff is very heavy... and the showcase of Taylors signature drumming is very well executed. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Your Honor&lt;/span&gt; shows that FF can still kick ass after all this years. The final 30 seconds of this track is simply the best. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Your Honor&lt;/span&gt; is a must listen. I particularly didnt really enjoy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Back&lt;/span&gt; which is frequently aired on MTV. Though it runs in line with last album's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One By One&lt;/span&gt; which i didnt really enjoy as well. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt; is absolutely fan-fucking-tastic... A gem. It reminded me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aurora&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing Left To Lose&lt;/span&gt; which to my opinion one of, if not their best album. Hell is absolutely engaging. The song starts of with Dave's signature growl and loud, distorted leads. 10 seconds later Taylor hits it hard with the drums and in one whole swoop the song is whole. Its absolutely fantastic. The whole song is an epic by itself. It vaguely remind me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There goes my hero&lt;/span&gt;, in my opinion is their best song ever. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resolve&lt;/span&gt; is a slower number on disc 1, the pace of the song isnt too slow nor even fast. It maintains a slower riff in a more melodic approach. I personally think it has potential to be the next FF big hit on radio airplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go to disc 2 shall we? This where FF shows their softer side. Most of the work showcase here is acoustic, fairly slow and very ear friendly, perfect to introduce FF to non FF listeners particular those who enjoy the (ugh!) pop genre. What stood out? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miracle&lt;/span&gt;. Just like the title itself, the song is a miracle by its own right. The song is a straight forward acoustic love ballad, another point i like on this song is the very pronounced piano work, delicious. The pace is fairly fast comparing to the other tracks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miracle&lt;/span&gt; reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MIA&lt;/span&gt;, a lovely slow ballad on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing Left To Lose&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miracle&lt;/span&gt; is a wonderful ballad. Picture green landscapes and a loving couple running over it ala Bolywood. That feel good factor. Though a word of advise: Those who are having emo/relationship problems would practise caution listening to this track. Its one of those songs which gives you a feel good factor when you're in a good mood, and when mood is in vice versa mode... prepare to get fucked up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Virginia Moon&lt;/span&gt; is collaborative work between Norah Jones and FF. And shit! These two should work together more oftenly. This jazz influenced track is fucking S M O O T H. Get the CD, pop in disc 2 and listen to this track. It absolutely melted my ears and soul. Absolutely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Your Honor&lt;/span&gt; sonically covers two ranges of FF's musical approach. The main difference with this album and the older counterparts is they take the hard and soft approach to utter extremes. A very good all round album. I love FF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112150589497501037?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112150589497501037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112150589497501037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112150589497501037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112150589497501037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/review-foo-fighters-in-your-honour.html' title='Review: Foo Fighters - In Your Hono(u)r'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112105619022083461</id><published>2005-07-11T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T12:31:29.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>livestrong</title><content type='html'>Ever since the &lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.org/"&gt;Lance Armstrong&lt;/a&gt; foundation started selling yellow rubber wristbands nearly 1-1/2 years ago to raise funding for cancer research, i've always wanted to buy one or two, maybe more. But sadly our little part of the world is ignored by the livestrong fiasco. Those who dunno who this exceptional athelete and real example of a true survivor is go &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lance_armstrong"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who can get me livestrong wristbands please drop me an email or comment. I really like to buy one or two, maybe more. I've checked &lt;a href="http://www.ebay.com.my/"&gt;www.ebay.com.my&lt;/a&gt;, and frankly i'm not gonna pay rm50 for a rubber wristband. Those bastards making quick cash off something that was suppose to be for charitable could fuck off and rot. That includes nike and their lame baller id's. I wore them before... yeah...hell, someone gave it to me. How was i suppose to not wear something thats free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so much trouble for a dinky piece of yellow rubber? I absolutely adore him, he's an exceptional cyclist. He was one of the few cyclist in the world who inspired me to cycle (although i rarely cycle nowadays, i'll get on it when i fix my bike up.) Secondly, its a non-profit gig. solely to raise funding for cancer research. Anyone got any way to get Livestrong wristbands at decent prices please leave a message or an email: alex.lim@gmail.com. I'll happily pay for freight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112105619022083461?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112105619022083461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112105619022083461&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112105619022083461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112105619022083461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/livestrong.html' title='livestrong'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112101812473094540</id><published>2005-07-11T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T01:55:24.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 min of silence pls in respect to the London Bombing</title><content type='html'>I know you guys wont do it. But lets try when you read this post ok? 1 min of silence in respect for those who was involved in the London Bombing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the cowardly bastards that did such inhumane acts burn. Its one thing targetting the facists leaders and another for killing innocent people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112101812473094540?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112101812473094540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112101812473094540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112101812473094540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112101812473094540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/1-min-of-silence-pls-in-respect-to.html' title='1 min of silence pls in respect to the London Bombing'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112092320260148557</id><published>2005-07-09T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T23:33:22.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit happens</title><content type='html'>Shit happens... So take it easy. Drop by a message if you wanna talk, I'm all ears to listen. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112092320260148557?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112092320260148557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112092320260148557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112092320260148557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112092320260148557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/shit-happens.html' title='Shit happens'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112091925724482010</id><published>2005-07-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T23:03:03.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Finally</title><content type='html'>Enduring 3 days without internet is very painful. Not to mention damn fucking boring. Rumours has it that someone hacked into INTI server, dunno if thats true or not. Hmmm.. Hopefully no more problems with the internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended C++ programming extra class this morning, Mr Lai gave a "mock" exam to everyone as well. Wasn't tough, wasn't easy as well. I guess if i gave a bit more effort i could score real good in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself a pair of headphones, Philips SBC HP800... Man it really kicks ass. 40mm neodymium drivers, 3m of cable with 24K gold plated connectors for small and large jacks. The sound quality is really good, bass response is to the point of being scary. Good highs and clear mids. A good pair of headphones can easily surpass any PC speaker. Naturally 5.1 surround sound speakers provide more immersive experience to movies or games. I set up the headphones for surround sound with Nforce and wow... it really blows my mind. Watching DVD movies is a different experience altogether. It does a very good job although fairly expensive, after coaxing the retailer he sold me the headphones for rm77 rather then the displayed price of RM99. A fairly good deal i say. I'm very happy with my investment. Pairing this pair of suckers to my iPod is also a gem. Although walking around with those huge headphones carry unnecessary attention, but hell... i'm enjoying the sound, thats all that matters. I've been listening to Dianne Krall oftenly recently (its jazz). The sound difference between these suckers and speakers are just too great. These suckers ooze quality. Pure sound quality. A recommended buy i say. One thing, its fucking huge. Its a fair bit cumbersome, but one thing is for sure its not uncomfortable. The velour sound cap is very comfortable and offers very good ventilation and also decent sound insulation. One thing i love bout these puppies is that there are plenty of space inside the sound cap, so your ears dont actually have any contact with the headphones itself, it adds to the comfort and provides a stadium effect to the music, making music much more richer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112091925724482010?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112091925724482010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112091925724482010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112091925724482010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112091925724482010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/internet-finally.html' title='Internet Finally'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-112031677508370713</id><published>2005-07-02T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T23:13:03.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.F.F....Fraud!</title><content type='html'>First was a friend who had some shit going on because some chick whom he knew from the internet was claiming him as her "boyfriend". He never met her before, she told him all sorts of bullshit and lies. Dangling his trust on a piece of string, playing him as if his self esteem (which was low enough) like rubber ducky. A simple toy for her. After countless weeks of talking and trying to get his logic straight, he finally realised that he was just being a fool and mere entertainment for that bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend have a similiar problem as well recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF? All you fraudsters out there who think playing another person is entertaining, well you can fuck off and burn in the eternal flames of hell. You wanna be my friend? Come up to me and talk me to me nicely. Don't tell me shit, you want my emphathy? Well do you fucking deserve it? I'm just so sick and tired of all this internet chat room fraudsters. Not only do they suffer, their friends around them suffer along as well. Hope you had your fun, if you believe in Karma, its gonna hit you back hard sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another form of the lowliest scums on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-112031677508370713?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/112031677508370713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=112031677508370713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112031677508370713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/112031677508370713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/07/ffffraud.html' title='F.F.F....Fraud!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111980798880689453</id><published>2005-06-27T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T01:58:11.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Initial D Movie the review... (warning spoiler)</title><content type='html'>I just came back from watchin Initial D the movie. As usual i try to go into the cinema with an open mind. i wasnt disappointed, and i wasnt very well entertained by it. I could understand why the producers had to change majority parts of the original story line, trying to fit in the original storyline would be impossible. I really enjoyed how the directors display the relationship between Bunta and Takumi, which was far from fatherly love. And Anthony Wong was a real gem in the movie like he always has in his past movies. Lots of comedy in the movie. The part where Takumi had to drag his drunk father up to his room was really funny. The guy playing Itsuki was funny as hell as well. The drifting parts was exceptional. A very fine display of actual drifting skills. All in all there was only 3 scenes they had to use CGI, one was when the black Evo III crashed, where Takumi's engine blew up and the other when Takumi displayed his 'godly' driving techniques a.k.a the drain move. But the drifting was very realistic. Don't expect any flare at all, the directors and the producers tried to make the movie as realistic as possible and they did a fairly good job at it.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly Jay Chou displayed very well acting for his first out-take in the silver screens. He did a convincing job mimicking Takumi's silly and blur as hell character, or maybe Jay Chou personally is like that? Who knows... bottomline is he was convincing enough to be Takumi. And Anne Suzuki as Natsuki... *drool* The parts displaying the good times and worst time of Takumi and Natsuki was very well executed. I think i saw a few girls shedding a few tears and some sniffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go to the parts i hate shall we? 1stly the editing, the guys tried to mimic the anime and the comic representation. Personally i think it was too rushed. The camera work is a bit shoddy at times as well. 2ndly the directors representation of how Takumi blew his engine. It just wasn't convincing enough. In the comics and anime, Takumi literally blew a hole in his engine, spewed hot engine oil all over the car and the windscreen and he lost control of the car and skidded to a stop by the side of the road. In the movie they made a short CGI part showing the car mechanicals where the pistons was red hot and suddenly it just stops, the car loses power and slows down to lethargic stop. I was seriously hoping that the producers actually try to represent that in the movie according to the comics as much as possible and was very disappointed. There are other parts of the movie which i hated as well but thanks to Anthony Wong's exceptional representation of Bunta, he overcompensated for the lack of girth in the storyline. Point is: go into the cinema with an open mind, be awed by the drifting, have a good laugh and basically enjoy a good time. This is strictly a pop corn flick... Initial D fanatics i think you might want to stick to the anime or the comics. One thing is for sure, the drifting are top notch stuff. If you're open minded enough, go and have good fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111980798880689453?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111980798880689453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111980798880689453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111980798880689453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111980798880689453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/initial-d-movie-review-warning-spoiler.html' title='Initial D Movie the review... (warning spoiler)'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111968122508008401</id><published>2005-06-25T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T14:33:45.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talentine Night Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These guys played real good Incubus man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/Rocker_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/Rocker_16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 17 Rocking hard! Cos they came to enter themselves!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/Rocker_17_part2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/Rocker_17_part2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suck My Balls!" yeap, he said it to the fags! Group 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/Rocker_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/Rocker_17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick Vocalist... The guitarist was fucking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/Rocker_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/Rocker_12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 14 Kicking ass...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/1600/Rocker_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7992/696/320/Rocker_14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111968122508008401?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111968122508008401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111968122508008401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111968122508008401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111968122508008401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/talentine-night-pics.html' title='Talentine Night Pics'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111967892481817561</id><published>2005-06-25T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T14:08:32.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastards... fucking bastards</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Talentime nite in INTI. Its sorta a bad mixture of Malaysian Idol and prom nite. I won't start about the first 1-1/2 hours of the show just for the fact that it sucks and heavily plagued by bad P.A system. What you expect from a RM3 ticket rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue onwards about the other half of the show which showcase the better half of the solo performances and group performances. Before moving on to the group performances i just wanna say, Karen and co, you 2 rocked. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Torn&lt;/span&gt; was awesome. Very well executed. There were in total 6 bands performing. And all 6 exhibited real quality rock. Though the P.A system was crappy, they still manage to give a good show. Kudos to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What pisses me off is that half of the people in the hall walked out during the group performances / the rock show. I'm like WTF?!?!? See thats the reason why local rock bands dont get the recognition they seriously deserve, bastards and bitches that can't appreciate how much hard work, heart and soul they pour into this devine artform called rock. During the performances there was clearly a division among the crowd: The faggots and the rockers. Its not like we rockers (yes i am one) dont appreciate good singing or vocal talents, we gave really good cheers to the solo performances, most of them were pretty good. A rock band is a collection, all for one and all that crap. If you think playing synonymously together is easy, well you better get your head straight, its not. Walking out during a performance is the worst insult you could throw at a person or a group. To make matters worst a bunch of bimbos sitting behind me was heavily criticising a guy who was showcasing some really awesome classical guitar work. Well biatches, pack up your make up and your dinky toy decorated mobile phones, go back to your pink room laden with backstreet boy posters and taiwanese pretty boy cds if you think that guy wasnt talented, cos he fucking rocked. I couldnt catch the dude's name, the P.A system was that bad, but he performed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cancion Del Mariachi&lt;/span&gt; excellently. he didnt fumbled once and he gave a really good performance even though half of the audience were spoilers. What a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally three bands made a real impact to me. Since the P.A. system is an utter disaster no one knew their band names. However, One band really shoved it to the fags. The lead guitarist/vocalists was a short, stumpy, plump guy with long hair, a goatee and wore a white cap. While the rest of the band members was tuning their instruments a lot of people started to leave (typical beng and lian chinese, fucking scum!) The dude in the cap came up to the mic and said "Wah! Its ok we came here not to enter them, we came here to entertain ourselves!". We (Rockers) went wild and gave awesome cheers. Some guys at the back started booing, and the dude retaliated by shouting explicits. Thats showing them who had bollocks. Then suddenly silence and the guys immediately transformed into what i would say is the best performance of all. They were awesome man. The drummer of the band was really something else. Before they started he gave an awesome solo performance. They played 2 songs, the tune and the lyrics are lingering in my mind but i cant seem to be able to dig out the title of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another band gave a really good rendition of Incubus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talk Show on Mute&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Megalomania&lt;/span&gt;. The vocalist mimics Trent's real well. Either he has good vocal talents or he can really imitate, but the whole band gave a real good show. The third one played Incubus as well. They played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Skin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beware! Criminal&lt;/span&gt;. They were really good. The drummer and the guitarist was epic! Though the vocalist was a bit weak for my tastes. I think everyone should know that the music Incubus play which is a wild mix of nu-metal, blues, jazz, soul &amp;amp; funk is technically very difficult to play. Its very taxing for the drummer especially due to the transition from hard to soft which is very frequent in Incubus's songs. Well all in all everyone in the group performances gave a real good show. They played and sang with their hearts. That's what matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inti Rockers... Rock On!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest ah beng and ah lians who couldn't at least give a decent cheer... go back to your pity little existence and suck up to your pretty boy cd's or feng tau music. Inti rockers... live long and prosper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111967892481817561?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111967892481817561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111967892481817561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111967892481817561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111967892481817561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/bastards-fucking-bastards.html' title='Bastards... fucking bastards'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111954992530441449</id><published>2005-06-24T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T02:09:53.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh 'o' satu!</title><content type='html'>Watched F1 lately? No? Too bad, CSI or 24 can take a back seat, cos as weird as it seems there's so much drama going on in F1. At Indianapolis seven teams boycotted and did not even participated the starting grid. The drama unfolds further with recent events that FIA has brought a law suit to Michelin and the 7 teams. And I stand here proudly supporting what the 7 teams, including Sauber Petronas did. Its about time someone did something about the current FIA chief : "Mossy Mosley" and the unholy Ferrari - Mosley truce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wednesday was our Business Management Presentation. Though there were some slight hiccups and leadership problems within our group we pressed on and brought forth our very interesting topic which is "Linguistic Problems in our Society". Everyone worked hard, we even prepared a little montage to show how the problem in real-life. Lets just say our presentation rocked. Everyone did very well and i'm very happy and very proud for my group members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hanging out at Central Park with a fellow hostel-mate. My usual 'wee-hours of the morning' yum cha sessions are back on schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you hate it when you're halfway between sound asleep and wide awake? Kinda like having someone who wants to kill you but takes his own sweet time doing it. I've been very pissed off with myself about it lately. Its either i wake my ass up or i get back to sleep. I've been having that frequently lately. Can't explain why. Might be because that jackass of a roommate of mine comes back at 4 or 5 am in the morning, switching on the lights, making all sorts of different noises. Might be because i just cant stand the goddamn aircon. Might be a lot of things. Its bad enough not having much sleep, i doubt i'd like to be an insomniac. My noodles are as dead as it could be already without the help of insomnia. Fuck la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang is outside knocking on my door now. This concludes another entry and i shall go onwards to another Yum Cha adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111954992530441449?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111954992530441449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111954992530441449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111954992530441449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111954992530441449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/teh-o-satu.html' title='Teh &apos;o&apos; satu!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111920704162248413</id><published>2005-06-20T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T02:50:41.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update</title><content type='html'>A little thing i want to add to my last post. Regarding the newer bands around, i nominate a few outstanding bands that would make it into the "Greatest Rock Band of All Time". Like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Guns &amp; Roses&lt;br /&gt;* Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;* Metallica&lt;br /&gt;* Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;* Soundgarden&lt;br /&gt;* Alice in Chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everybody have heard a song or two from the list i come up with. The epidemic and famed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;November Rain - Guns &amp; Roses&lt;/span&gt;. Slash is a guitar virtuoso in his own right, his wild hairdo, top hat, cigarette in mouth stance and flaring guitaring is just mind-numbing; i was pretty sad when G&amp;R disbanded some years back, but their present reincarnation with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Velvet Revolver&lt;/span&gt; holds a true potential to be a strong force to be reckon with in Rock-dom if they continue with their current approach right now. Its been a while since we heard quality hard rock, and its about time that an influential band arise from the ashes to wash away the crap thats around presently.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nirvana's - Smells like teen spirit&lt;/span&gt; are current radio anthems. The showcase of youth angst and sudden demise of much beloved Kurt Cobain (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R.I.P Forever in our hearts, never will be forgotten&lt;/span&gt;) reinforced a shortlived band. Its nearly a decade since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/span&gt; hit the music scene and still their legacy remains strong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Radiohead &lt;/span&gt;isn't exacly a rock band by right, to eclectic to some people. However they are a huge impact in the alternative scene. Who doesn't like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creep or high and dry? Soundgarden&lt;/span&gt; was a huge presence back in the early 90's, showcasing some very fresh and to a certain extent weird form of grunge or stoner rock and till today are stil wildly revered by rock music listeners. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice in Chains&lt;/span&gt;, need i say more? Their demise was a heart-shattering incident to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we need are such quality bands, what's being sold to consumers of rock music is just utter insults to the essence of rock itself. Commercialisation can make or break some bands, and personally i think if a band holds their creativity and their true meaning of their music, commercialisation won't or have little impact on their music. So, yes, i dont really bite the 'commercialisation' cake. What's important is the music. These guys have to make a living so that they screw up more and sing more meaningful songs you know! (Kidding)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111920704162248413?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111920704162248413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111920704162248413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111920704162248413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111920704162248413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/little-update.html' title='A little update'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111919999960275501</id><published>2005-06-20T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T00:53:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I rant because i can!</title><content type='html'>I've been contested by a few people about my opinions of the greatest few rock bands that our workd has ever experience. My chosen few are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Led Zeppelin &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;AC/DC&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Iron Maiden (The true definitive of heavy metal if you ask me)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The Who&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The Doors&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;U2&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; If you are a long time rock fan (I'd prefer rock connoisseur but i'd use that term when i'm much older) i think you'd agree with my choice. If you'd heard of the interstellar guitar work of Jimmy Page, Thumping Drums of the legendary John Bonham, bass work of JPJ and Robert Plant's awesome voice, well words can't describe their music. Don't take my words for granted listen to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Immigrant Song&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stairway to heaven&lt;/span&gt; and be awed. And frankly who doesn't like the australian masterminds of hard rock AC/DC? Angus Young's frantic guitar solos in his school uniform get-up is striking and makes you want to grab and guitar and rock. Or Iron Maiden, some call them the originators of true heavy metal, but frankly i personally think Black Sabbath started the genre as well as stoner rock. Listen to Iron Maiden, the fluency of every band member playing symbiotically together, which in turn creates classic heavy metal tracks like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hallowed By Thy Name &amp; The Trooper&lt;/span&gt;. The guitarists are maestros in guitar riffs, the well executed drums and bass work complements &lt;span class="blkPnkHover"&gt;Bruce Dickinson signature voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Generation&lt;/span&gt; (Which i seriously doubt) by The Who's then i doubt you're human. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Generation&lt;/span&gt; was and always been the youth's anthem. C.S.I 's theme  are by The Who. And lets take The Doors -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Riders of the Storm&lt;/span&gt;. Isn't that a classic rock track if you've ever heard one? Now finally U2... these guys have been around for over 20 yrs and still going strong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where Street Has No Names &amp; With Or Without You&lt;/span&gt; are examples of their greatest work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you come up to me telling me that Yellowcard, Simple Plan or some other mickey mouse band are 'rockers' well i think you'll really need to go to Rock 101 with Jack Black in The School of Rock. No offense intended, i listen to the present bands as well like Korn, My Chemical Romance, Rage Against The Machine (Non of that Pop Punk crap which so wildly popular presently, thank you.) , but frankly they dont have that quality to be labeled as Greatest Rock Bands of all times. Its so sad that the recent generation of music listeners are expose to lesser quality material, with the barrage of marketting wizardry on young fragile gullible minds. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s I didn't include Beatles in not because they're not awesome. They are awesome in their own right. I particularly love 'Hey Jude'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So that clears that up. Hope no one shoots me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments pls.. I'd like to know what you guys think of real rock bands that made an impact on your lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111919999960275501?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111919999960275501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111919999960275501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111919999960275501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111919999960275501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-rant-because-i-can.html' title='I rant because i can!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111901214063852795</id><published>2005-06-17T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T20:43:15.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Patrol &amp; The Wallflowers</title><content type='html'>Its been long overdue. So today i bring forth a review of 2 bands that i'm currently listening to. Presenting (Drum roll) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snow Patrol &amp; The Wallflowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lets begin with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt; eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snow Patrol &lt;/span&gt;is strictly alternative. Some might call it emo-alternative. I'm listening to Snow Patrol's - Final Straw. Which i think is to date their best album. A wide range of musical influence in this album, from emo slow rock to emo-core and the good ol fashion alternative approach. Please not that Snow Patrol is a band using a more mature approach in their lyrics and even the way they play their music. So if you're expecting a simliar approach to bands such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dashboard Confessionals, Jimmy eat World or The Get up Kids&lt;/span&gt;, then you'd might be disappointed. If your ears are accustomed to R&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adiohead, Sonic Youth&lt;/span&gt; &amp; awesome &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Postal Service&lt;/span&gt;, then you might be very happily surprised with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snow Patrol - Final Straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;How to be dead&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Wow&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Gleaming Auction&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Whatever's Left&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Spitting Games&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Chocolate&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Run&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Grazed Knees&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Ways &amp; Means&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Tiny Little Fractures&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Somewhere A Clock is Ticking&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Same&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;We Can Run Away Now (They're all Dead &amp;amp; Gone)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Half the Fun&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to be dead&lt;/span&gt; is a slow and meaningful song. The lyrics are one of the best i've heard so far this year. In its essence its to describe one's affection towards another person. I particularly like how the song starts, with a touch of synths, electronic keyboards and soft guitar strums. As he starts to sing, the drums come in slowly, pause then comes the easy uniform guitar strums, a touch of synths and keyboards. The lyrics and tones of the singer compliments the tune very well. The rest of the song come in the similiar approach, except for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiny Little Fractures&lt;/span&gt; hard on edgy fast pace alternative all the way. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Run&lt;/span&gt; is on my replay list currently. I wouldnt know how to elaborate this song. It might bring joy to some, and tears to other. Bottom line is that the lyrics are top-notch and very meaningful, coupled with excellently chosen tunes, approach and soft yet decisive. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt; arent the usual kiddy pop/alternative/emo rock that you'd expect from the recent bunch new 'rock' bands. These guys exhibit very well written lyrics, very well chosen tunes and approach to their interpretation of alternative rock. Fast and edgy but it doesnt sound too heavy or too pop-rock-like, when they slow down it doesnt slow to a painstaking crawling pace, thanks to the lead singers decisive voice. This is strictly alternative rock for the mature genre listeners maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should know who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wallflowers&lt;/span&gt; are. Self described roots rock band. I have everyone know that i absolutely enjoyed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Headlight&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6th Avenue Heartbreak&lt;/span&gt;. These guys took a long break in between their last and their current latest album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rebel Sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;, I personally feel they have a winner in their hands. The time off they took reflects the approach of their latest album. Personally i think their current album is touching into pop-rock category. Yes its soft and very radio friendly, i can actually play this CD in the car and my mom wouldnt be complaining. The first track &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Days of Wonder&lt;/span&gt; is a very good song, perfect in its placing. Very upbeat and gives a very good first impression of the whole CD. The rest of the tracks doesnt disappoint as well. I particularly enjoyed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Beautiful Side of Somewhere&lt;/span&gt; which sounds a little bit like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Headlight&lt;/span&gt;. But they're roots rock influences shows very well here, Jakob Dylan's signature voice blends perfectly with the medium paced tune. A good show of the unforgettable &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wallflowers&lt;/span&gt; signature guitar, keyboards and drum style. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is edgier and faster. What blows me away is the really awesome show of guitar solos and keyboard works in this track. It might not be long but its a fairly good show of skills by the band members. The overall beat of the song is faster than the rest and a fresh new approach to the roots rock genre. The transition from soulful to upbeat is very well done and seamless. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How Far You've Come&lt;/span&gt; is a meaningful ballad. I'm a fan of Bob Dylan and in this track his father's influence shows. Jakob Dylan is an excellent vocalist and it shows in this track. The blues styled guitars/keyboards/drums approach in this track blends very well with Jakob Dylan's dreamy approach of singing. A topnotch track. A topnotch album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wallflowers - Rebel Sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Days of Wonder&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The Passenger&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The Beautiful Side of Somewhere&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Here He Comes (Confessions of a Drunk Marionette)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;We're Already There&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;God Says Nothing Back&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Back to California&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I am a Building&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;From the Bottom of my Heart&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Nearly Beloved&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;How Far You've Become&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;All Things New Again&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111901214063852795?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111901214063852795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111901214063852795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111901214063852795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111901214063852795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/snow-patrol-wallflowers.html' title='Snow Patrol &amp; The Wallflowers'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111891224076191755</id><published>2005-06-16T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T17:00:22.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.khcy.tk/"&gt;www.khcy.tk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng, you will be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111891224076191755?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111891224076191755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111891224076191755&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111891224076191755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111891224076191755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-loving-memory.html' title='In loving memory'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111874004397550755</id><published>2005-06-14T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:07:23.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utter Darkness</title><content type='html'>I've lost a friend and his wife due to a really back accident. I feel very sad and numb. To this point i can't believe that he and and his wife is no longer around. Though i wasnt very close to him, but the importnat fact is that i knew him and we hung out quite frequently together. He was a friend and this is a very great loss to me. He was a very good person, very generous and very kind. He will be greatly missed by me. I'm so numb, so speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111874004397550755?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111874004397550755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111874004397550755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111874004397550755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111874004397550755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/utter-darkness.html' title='Utter Darkness'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111813676061242213</id><published>2005-06-07T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:32:40.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intel Inside on an apple!? HORRORS!</title><content type='html'>I moved into my new room. A little bit of problem with one of the roomate but i think i can manage. So i was settling down in my room, happy that no retarded mongolian would be knocking and banging on my door at wee hours of the morning, and i went online and to my demise i say the words that took the breath and life out of me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Apple switching to Intel processors"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking! Outrage? Exciting?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always used PC hardware all my life. I've dabbled with Mac's once or twice. But nothing serious. I've never had much of an issue with PC hardware, non could be said for the iconic Windows famed for the BSOD - Blue Screen Of Death.&lt;br /&gt;Countless times i've met with frequent conflicts in the software environment, forcing me to think of alternative means of getting the closest i can to computing perfection, which until today was APPLE. And until today i was going to be a future Apple convert, but now i doubt i'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been an Apple purist. The sheer beauty of the systems, the wonderful Mac OS, the simplicity. But most importantly Apple signifies the guerilla of computing world. The idea that apple is here on earth but we just cant see them due to the flooding of PC's. When Microsoft, Intel (occasionally AMD) fumbles, Apple jumps out from nowhere fires a few blows with new OS features and new hardware and goes back in hiding again. Apple: Rebel with an anti-windows cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets stop my personal vendetta against this little scene and think it through on a more global scale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Apple using x86 hardware, future Apple products will be much cheaper than current prices due to economies of scale. Imagine an iBook or Power Book within the range of price you'd expect from Dell, HP, Acer etc. Sounds inviting doesnt it? And naturally when you buy an apple you actually buy the 'Apple Experience' which in lame-man terms should mean: "no more BSODS!" Nothing less than other world-ly praises could be given to the iconic Mac OS's. Stable,  Seure,  beautiful &amp;amp; easy to use. A real Windows killer if you ask me. If the news holds true, and Apple is moving onto x86, Bill Gates should be very worried with the ownership cost of Apple's and Mac OS X being significantly lower and much more attainable by the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if Apple are to use Intel hardware, we could see a far easier way to attain a significant number of PC users. Everyone knows that Intel has been marketting their architecture through brute, brainwash tactics. Until recently the "Ghz is kings" has been heavily utilised by every part of the x86 hardware industry. We humans being mindless sheeps that we are, naturally believe the bells and whistles which in return, most of the x86 are Intel based. Since Intel has a good percentage of the market, Intel inside Apple's has a very good chance of capturing a part of that as well. A huge market that's using intel's x86 hardware that has become very agitated due to windows instability and a product thats using Intel x86 that has the most stable operating system so far available for the general market. Looks like a winner isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Apple's move might kill of many potential apple converts to be like myself and in the process might turn off current apple users. How? Why? Like myself and most of not every apple fan/user... we are purists. The idea of an intel inside sticker on Mac machines is horrifying. PPC architecture has always been the king in multimedia applications. Try using Adobe photoshop and After effects on an apple and feel the difference. The idea that we are 'different' is no longer there, since people could say "Its the same as a dell, Intel inside what! Only difference is OS X nia mah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The realm of apple has been polluted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd might still consider Apple conversion if they were to use AMD hardware instead. But economically, it made more sense to be partnering with the world's largest Processor maker. Which is understandable. Let's see how it goes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111813676061242213?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111813676061242213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111813676061242213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111813676061242213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111813676061242213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/intel-inside-on-apple-horrors.html' title='Intel Inside on an apple!? HORRORS!'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111788341803051386</id><published>2005-06-04T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T19:10:18.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Informatics v.s Alex</title><content type='html'>I won the battle and the war!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS113, Maths for Computing : 'D' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i hate maths maths.. gimme a break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS114, HTML, Javascript &amp;amp; Java Applets: 'B'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank the heavens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111788341803051386?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111788341803051386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111788341803051386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111788341803051386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111788341803051386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/06/informatics-vs-alex.html' title='Informatics v.s Alex'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111753163089575466</id><published>2005-05-31T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T17:27:10.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retarded Mongolian Part ii</title><content type='html'>He just came and asked for a cigarette from me again... bastard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111753163089575466?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111753163089575466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111753163089575466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111753163089575466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111753163089575466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/retarded-mongolian-part-ii.html' title='Retarded Mongolian Part ii'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111753007044220634</id><published>2005-05-31T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T17:01:10.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 4 Tests over...</title><content type='html'>So as far as i'm concerned my range of gruelling test for week 4 is over. I passed maths. I havent gotten the other results yet so lets see if my efforts was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving from my current hostel room to the one below. No thanks to idiotic room-mates that me and fei chai have. Damn fuckers come back 3 or 4 o'clock in the morning smelling like they had a whiskey and cigarette butt shower. Makes all sorts of weird noises, banging and crashing as they go. Fucking mongolians. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note to myself: Get the fuck away from mongolians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Coming in and out drunk is one thing, another is having their idiotic friends come in and out as they please. For fuck sake cant they fucking knock? i commented one guy, and i think he barely understood what i said. How the hell they're gonna study here with zilch knowledge of basic english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opens the door, enters the room unannouced...&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Excuse me can you pls knock when you come in? Thanks"&lt;br /&gt;Retarded Mongolian: "Yes.. Yes.."&lt;br /&gt;...slams the door shut, then comes crashing in 5 minutes later to borrow a spoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wtf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way staying with them mongolians is a blessing in disguise, them drunkards arent in the room most of the time unless they need to crash and sleep. So most of the time me and fei chai have the room to ourselves. Much more privacy. And we get to bitch about those retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully by this weekend we'll be in another room with more hospitable room-mates. Me, Fei Chai and Hung Wei is moving together. So we'll be staying together. Its a much better approach since all of us know each other, more tolerable and much safer when it comes to our belongings since everyone can watch our for one another. Oh good, another day and another new maths topic... i have a good understanding of the formulas but i just cant adapt it onto the questions. Which means i have to practise more. I hate repetitive work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note to myself: Practise the goddamn discrete maths!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111753007044220634?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111753007044220634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111753007044220634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111753007044220634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111753007044220634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/week-4-tests-over.html' title='Week 4 Tests over...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111711040514962745</id><published>2005-05-26T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T20:35:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-shuffle me silly...</title><content type='html'>Guess what the main news in Brudirect was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;World Focus Brunei on Cabinet Reshuffle.... 4 top ministers lost their jobs!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well finally, someone finally got rid of the old farts. Kudos to the sultan for showing a big bag of steel bollocks, mowing out the trash and injecting new life in what i prefered to call a seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flawed&lt;/span&gt; administrative system. Good knowing that theres nowhere else those lazy-bum-ass motherfuckers in the government could run and hide. HM's watching, one wrong move... and its "off with his ..job.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in brunei, and such a major shake-up does affect me really. Knowing HM is kicking ass and booting those 4 incompetent fools out of the adminstration means that HM is serious in changing the people's attitude of his government, which till present is infamous for its in-ability to function properly or long immigration queues, endless waiting &amp; last but obviously not least: unprocessed documents! An example of such incompetency would be during the time me and fei chai went to the civil department to pay the water bill, and lo and behold! What do we see? a little sign that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buka Dari pukul 2.30 hingga 3.00 saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terima Kaseh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Translation: Open from 2.30pm till 3.00pm only. Thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuck sake.. who the fuck keeps the water payment counter at the Civil Department open for 30mins??!! 30 Yippey-Kay-Yeah-God -Forbidden-Fucking-Minutes??!!!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sultan booted the chieves of the Ministry of Home Affairs, Ministry of Telecomunications, Ministry of Sports &amp;amp; Youths and Ministry of Education. Hopefully with the newly appointed chiefs we're looking at more opportunities for outside investors which would naturally mean more money poured into the country which would mean more jobs which would fix the current unemployment problem and at the same time fixing the problem where most of the population are in debt. I'm hoping for better internet infrastructure and better telecommunications. The booting of the Ministry of Education is long overdue, frankly, the current education system of primary and secondary schools are just absolutely apalling. Stressing malay language in the current education syllabi of primary and secondary schools is another step backwards as well now that we're entering a world of globalisation and all that crap. There are serious flaws in the education sector, hope some one fixes that!. Hopefully we'll finally see some quality sportsmen or athletes, though i think the possibility of that happpening is quite low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111711040514962745?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111711040514962745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111711040514962745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111711040514962745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111711040514962745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/re-shuffle-me-silly.html' title='Re-shuffle me silly...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111696615305000090</id><published>2005-05-25T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T04:31:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark and melodic anybody?</title><content type='html'>Recently i have found interest in JRock. Bands such as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; X Japan, Malice Mizer, Dir En Grey &amp; Vidolls&lt;/span&gt; famous for their visual and sonic effects are in a league of their own really. Most of their works are very well mixtures of soft, melodic ballads and mutated versions of speed metal, thrash metal, punk rock, hard rock, alternative rock, neo-classical and victorian classical music. X Japan and Malice Mizer and 2 of my favorite bands. X Japan practice very well executed traditional ballads then without you noticing it, hard thumping drums and rip roaring guitars flare into the limelight... then back to the soft melodies of ballads once again. Nothing is like it. An audio trip to the unknown really. And my bare understanding of the japanese makes the music even more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While X Japan takes the ballads + Speed/Thrash/Heavy Metal route, Malice Mizer takes a much more darker approach to their music. Neo Classical and Victorian Classical Music takes center-stage as goth rock, death metal and soft ballads seeps in slowly but surely into their rip-rocking tunes. Their methodology of music is darker, scarier and to a point of being evil. Song titles such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Color Me Dark Red&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beast of Blood&lt;/span&gt; reinforces their strong dark, occult influences. Its a well known fact that i absolutely adore Cradle of Filth, a death metal band famed for their vampirism, satanic and occultish themes in their music. Malice Mizer takes those views, adds a softer gentle piece adds in Victoria Classical music... pops it into the microwave and set it to high temperature... What you get is something that is utterly out of this world. Something only the japanese is good add, symbiotic relationship between the new and the old world. All those bands mentioned are damn good at what they're doing. Its kind of hard to swallow their sense of rock music at first, then when those loose nails in your head gets hammered in: Everything is absorbed very well... as if a wonderful tenderloin steak accompanied by the best red wine. No abrupt lumps, no foul tastes... just one very well mix of several musical influences into one, making one fucking good mixture of fusion rock/death metal/speed metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the JRock bands above mention practice what's called Visual Kei, which basically means their looks are as important as how their music sound like. Check the get-ups of X Japan band members and also Malice Mizer.. shocking really, yet still not painful to the eyes, a sense of dark beauty with a no holds barred "I dont give 2 shits what you guys think about me!" attitude to boot. Marilyn Manson or cradle looks like brutes in comparison to these guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after a slump while exploring new music to please my senses, i've found something very different and very likeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to the point of being painful, yet soft as a woman's touch with a swirl of edginess, darkness and plenty of attitude to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malice Mizer - Beast of Blood&lt;br /&gt;Malice Mizer - Baptism of Blood&lt;br /&gt;Malice Mizer - Color Me Red&lt;br /&gt;Dir En Grey - Mask&lt;br /&gt;Dir En Grey - Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;X Japan - Kurenai&lt;br /&gt;X Japan - Rusty Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111696615305000090?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111696615305000090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111696615305000090&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111696615305000090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111696615305000090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/dark-and-melodic-anybody.html' title='Dark and melodic anybody?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111676609916894941</id><published>2005-05-22T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:48:19.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Anakin: Is it possible to learn such power? .... Sidious: Not from a jedi."</title><content type='html'>Fei chai and hung wei tagged along with me to catch Star Wars III - Revenge of The Sith. And it was absolutely fabolous. I've thought fondly of Episode II. Call me a geek if you want to but i fanatically follow the Star Wars saga religiously. Though i was quite disappointed of Episode I, and Episode II striked a good note to me though it lacked a certain material that i couldnt explain which was seen in the originals. So i went in the cinema with an open mind with as little expectation as possible and in return was happily surprised by the overall quality of the finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts of immediately with Anakin and Obi-Wan battling in space to rescue the Chancellor from General Grievious. It was non stop action from start to stop. Non of the hibby-jibby bull-crap in Episode I. The pace was set at a brisk state but not to a speed where non Star-Wars Fans couldnt catch. Character development was good but not exceptional, George Lucas needs to sharpen that part a fair bit before thinking of doing another chapter in the Star Wars saga. I sincerely hope he does, many Star Wars fans would disagree, saying that it would desecrate the "force" (pun intended) of Star Wars. One thing is for sure, the essence of Star Wars: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIGHTSABER BATTLES&lt;/span&gt; are abundant! A good show of skills by all the Jedi's. I especially enjoy watching Yoda strutting his stuff, showing that his old wrinkle green body can still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woop&lt;/span&gt; sith ass. Another part i enjoyed was character development between Obi-wan, Padme and Anakin during the transition of Anakin from Light to Dark Force. The show of betrayal and deception was very well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to hand it to George Lucas, he made an exceptional finale to the Darth Vader Saga. A fantastic Space opera nontheless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111676609916894941?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111676609916894941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111676609916894941&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111676609916894941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111676609916894941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/anakin-is-it-possible-to-learn-such.html' title='&quot;Anakin: Is it possible to learn such power? .... Sidious: Not from a jedi.&quot;'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111651568216333708</id><published>2005-05-19T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T23:14:42.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P=p(b)*p(a|b) / p(b) : p(b) = p(n1 ... p|infinite)</title><content type='html'>Statistics is: tough. Challenging. I like it. But one thing is for sure, the lecturer's methodology of teaching is.... appaling? She gets confused when she explains the formulas to us. So.. wth..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna ask another lecturer to help me out. See if he's willing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 assingments due next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am Fucked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111651568216333708?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111651568216333708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111651568216333708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111651568216333708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111651568216333708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/ppbpab-pb-pb-pn1-pinfinite.html' title='P=p(b)*p(a|b) / p(b) : p(b) = p(n1 ... p|infinite)'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111624083975162131</id><published>2005-05-16T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T19:11:27.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont have a title...</title><content type='html'>I dont have the mental capacity to think of another witty title. So there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally online. The server for the hostel was down for the weekends. So i lived through saturday and sundays without internet. Which wasnt that hard to do. Since i met a guy who was studying the same programme as i was and is as well a msian who was residing in brunei by the name of Hung Wei. So a lot of familiarities there. Me and fei chai has been dragging him along to the places we always haunt like the hui siang hawker food centre, saberkas etc. He's one of those good boys. Doesnt smoke, dont drink, listen to mom. Quite a total opposite to myself really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate mondays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am class to 6pm. I changed my LAN to wednesday. At least it wont be as intensive as mondays. I'm fucking tired as we speak. I've got a stack of things to do for the weekend. One assignment and one report to be handed in next wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought driv3r.. and sad to say it sucked. I had high hopes for that game. Though i must say the vehicle physics are real good. The graphics are so-so... what pisses me off was that driv3r was a complete no brainer ps2 ported game. A complete oblivious no budget port! fuckers! Oh well... i'm still playing it cos the vehicle physics are good. heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposed New Computer Specs:&lt;br /&gt;AMD64 S939 3200+&lt;br /&gt;Abit KV8&lt;br /&gt;1024MB Kingston DDR400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;price: RM1.4k ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaddaya think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111624083975162131?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111624083975162131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111624083975162131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111624083975162131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111624083975162131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-have-title.html' title='I dont have a title...'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111592211598476531</id><published>2005-05-13T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T02:21:56.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pr0c-ed up and ready to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;computer update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm on sempr0n.. Its not so much different than my old processor. Though yes its fairly slow in a few senses. I'm very happy that it operates at very damn low temperatures. At this moment its running at 37.9C which is a huge difference from my old barton doing 47-49C at idle. Plus i'm covered with 3 yrs warranty. Yumm~  What i'm not happy is that this processor doesnt clock very well. I had it up to about 1.72Ghz but it wasnt very stable. Sigh~ And i thought i could squeeze about 2.0Ghz out of this lil bitch. So i'm running a bit higher than stock: 1.54Ghz to be exact... Yes i know its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; 40Mhz.. but i've overclocked my ram to 177Mhz running at dual channel and it seems to compensate the processor a fair bit. Benchmarks wasnt too far off from my old processor. In 3Dmark2003 it got 10432(Sempr0n) rather than 11116(A-XP) and in 3Dmark2005 it got 4868(sempr0n) rather than 5569(A-XP) .. not too bad of a trade off considering this bugger only cost me rm220.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna coax my parents for money for an AMD64 S939 system when i go back to Brunei on 17th of August. Its gonna cost me roughly RM13xx to 15xx for an AMD 64 S939 3000+ , Abit KV8 and 1GB of Kingston. Planning to throw the ram into my sister's pc and let her have my current set up as well. She'll have a much faster and much more decent system at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;College Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Routine like. And maths a bitch. i really have to get my head on and practice probabilty. Term tests are about 2 weeks away, and i wanna show a good impression. My coursemates are a bit boring. No one seems to like to talk to one another. Theres only 4 girls and class and only 2 are nice to look at. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;Met a few indonesian dudes and both are very friendly, guess that reinforced why i like to hang out with indonesians a lot. Made a few frens. Some very nice ppl from Sibu, miri and other parts of sarawak. I like staying in my hostel. A lil home away from home. Though the internet connection is not that much to scream about but at least i'm connected. The cafeteria has a weird system going on. No cash transactions are allowed, to purchase food you have to get coupons from a special counter adn with those coupons you purchase food. AND as we all know cafeteria food is not very ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;appetizing&lt;/span&gt;.. but hey its cheap and they've got a huge selection of veges... i'm not complaining. Though fei chai has lots to scream about since theres not much meat to choose from: sausages, curry chicken, sweet and sour meatballs. I've got a full schedule from monday to thursdays and that leaves fridays till sunday to myself. Which is nice actually... 3 days off. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturers are pretty good. They are of good calibre and some of the lectures are a bomb to talk to. They're quite accomodating and i feel a huge sense of self respect from those guys. They are a commanding figure with lots of knowledged squeezed into their noodles.. and they demand respect and i happily surrender mine. Mr Lai and Mr Louis are awesome C++ programmers.. i've never seen such easy to write yet powerful methods of coding... I've got to stick to them more often. Both are fairly impressed that i have programming background. Though its just a sneeze comparing to what those guys can do: GUI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I still hate CCSI 101 though.. its just typing lesson. Though what gets me thru its the lovely lecturer. She is hot nontheless.. but she's happily married which i can clearly see from the diamond ring she's wearing and the title Madame Jennifer Ang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111592211598476531?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111592211598476531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111592211598476531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111592211598476531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111592211598476531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/pr0c-ed-up-and-ready-to-go.html' title='Pr0c-ed up and ready to go'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111572642588328793</id><published>2005-05-10T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T20:00:26.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sempr0n or not to Sempr0n?</title><content type='html'>I went to the PC centre in Kuching(again) just now. I brought my mobo, ram and graphic card to retest since i saw that they have a Computer diagnostic PCI card. And it confirmed my suspision of the processor. And i've recently i bought an ABIT mobo thinking that my Asus failed on me. I've got to apologise to Asus.. i shouldnt have doubted you. So since i bought a new motherboard in vain, what am i gonna do? Well i'm gonna try to talk with the manager to exchange the motherboard for a processor instead. Plus i have to buy a new power-supply as well. My thermaltake is failing as well. I found voltage fluctuations. SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its final.. my A7N8X Deluxe is spotless, alive and kicking. It survived my OCing endeavors with out a hitch. This proves my point of ASUS's overclocking prowess. However no praises to my processor however.  A sad goodbye is in order though. R.I.P my Barton 2500+ Athlon XP. Thanks for the years of supporting my overclocking habits. 1.8Ghz to 2.4Ghz was pretty damn good and you've performed flawlessly at those speeds till now. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna sleep in my drawer until dunno when. And i'm processor-less for the time being. Which means no gaming, no surfing, no overclocking.... nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. what a reality slap when i found out it was the processor that died instead. Though a part of me was very happy knowing my Asus is tough as nails. So what the fuck am i gonna do now?&lt;br /&gt;Looking for an Athlon XP is nearly impossible nowadays. Its either a new processor which naturally means Athlon 64 and new mobo or Sempr0n... Well teh sempr0n looks like a decent performer and a decent overclocker... however i dont think i'll be hitting my high speeds like i use to. Though i pray that i can hit 2.0ghz. My hostel room temps are really low thanks to the aircon. So i should be able to ramp it up more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. i wonder if my dad has paid Joe or not? I cant seem to reach him too. Joe if you read my post pls leave an answer in the comments or the tagboard to confirm with me so i could remind my dad again. He should have paid you eons ago.. my apologies man for the test of trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111572642588328793?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111572642588328793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111572642588328793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111572642588328793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111572642588328793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/to-sempr0n-or-not-to-sempr0n.html' title='To Sempr0n or not to Sempr0n?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111534754128484387</id><published>2005-05-06T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T10:45:41.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays anynone?</title><content type='html'>On mondays i have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSCI 111 from 8-10&lt;br /&gt;CSCI 111 (LAB) from 10-12&lt;br /&gt;CSCI 101 from 2-4&lt;br /&gt;MGMT 102 from 4-6&lt;br /&gt;LAN 1003 from 6-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm definitely gonna hate mondays. Yesterday's lab sesion was something else. I in all essence thought that i'm gonna do something i've never done before. And of all things, the lecturer asks the whole class to type a passage accurately, following the sample's format. I'm like WTF??? I'm really surprised that i have to sit in the lab and type some words. And another surprising thought is that most of the ppl in class couldnt type very well. Which shows how much computer knowledge they have. Not much by the looks of it. Thanks the years of countless MSN messenger sessions my typing has improved quite a lot. So see: there is a good point to chatting.&lt;br /&gt;I still havent fixed my computer yet. Gonna do it later in the afternoon with fei chai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111534754128484387?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111534754128484387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111534754128484387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111534754128484387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111534754128484387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/mondays-anynone.html' title='Mondays anynone?'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111528845191350631</id><published>2005-05-05T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T18:20:52.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zapped~</title><content type='html'>So i bought the el-cheapo Abit Mobo... And guess what? It failed on me too. Not because Abit sucks.. ( i havent had the chance to try the board out anyway.) But it seems those assholes at the Miri or Kuching Airport fucked up my Power Supply as well. I dont have the cash to buy a proper powersupply... so an el-cheapo will have to make due for the time being until i get back to brunei and get a proper one. I'm gonna make a formal complaint. But i have no idea how. Anyone got any idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm already in class. Mondays i'm gonna be having a full day of learning and on goes till thursdays. I wont be having class on fridays which leaves me 3 days of relaxing. I've attended Information Technology and Discrete maths class. Info Tech is.... easy? LoL ... Looks that way. It seems i'm gonna be repeating some of the stuff i've learned from Focus. Maths however is on a different level what so ever. Though we only started on probability... but its mostly statistics based which is always used in computing scenarios. So i gotta beef up on that subject a lot more. What i havent attended is System Management and CSCI 111 -&gt; what ever that is. I hope its interesting.. i dont wanna re-learn the same stuff which i've studied and knew already. Since i'm malaysian i have to take LAN subjects, i chose History cos i dont have much knowledge bout the history of my own country. I'm sure its gonna be interesting cos i do have a huge interest in History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hot chicks in my class just yet. Theres one cute lil' indonesian girl, but she seemed attached. Personally i feel quite alienated in this place. Totally different from West Msia... most of the local people here holds chinese much stronger than english. Its not a big secret that my chinese is equivalent to the shallowest puddle on the side of the right that you see at times. So there's a bit of a language barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomie is good ol' fei chai. There other two are (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horrors&lt;/span&gt;) Mongolians... speechless really...&lt;br /&gt;PC dead , no cute chicks in class, mongolians... sigh~ Like sucks aint it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111528845191350631?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111528845191350631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111528845191350631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111528845191350631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111528845191350631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/zapped.html' title='Zapped~'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111513928087316700</id><published>2005-05-04T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T00:54:40.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination: Kuching</title><content type='html'>So here i am after nearly 12 hours of waiting and travelling i am here finally in inti. I'm at this moment in the hostel. Its not that bad nor is it to grand. I've met a few frens here and they're are god sports although theres a bit of a language barrier.. everybody just freaking speaks FUZHOU!&lt;br /&gt;Theres quite a few pretty chicks around. I'm gonna enjoy this place. The hostel quite ermm... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hostel&lt;/span&gt; like. lol... The toilets just goddamn appaling. Though kuching looks quite a bit like banting. The smell, the sight and the sounds all bring back lovely memories of Banting. I miss home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a bit of a hiccup in my new endeavors. My motherboard died on me. Those bastards at the goddamn airports baggage attendants are just too fucking rough. Thanks a lot you retards. I'm gonna get myself a new and relatively cheap mobo. An ABIT NF7-S to be exact. Mom aint gonna like it but i dont have a choice now dont i? I need a bloody computer. Anyhow... Lets see how things goes tomorrow. I have lots of things to settle tomorrow. Bank accounts to open, bills to pay, classes to attend. I'm gonna have a full subject from morning to night. A full schedule... a full goddamn schedule... whoopee doo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concludes episode one. I'm of to LA-LA land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111513928087316700?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111513928087316700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111513928087316700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111513928087316700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111513928087316700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/05/destination-kuching.html' title='Destination: Kuching'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111478543010617435</id><published>2005-04-29T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T22:37:10.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>I'm finally at home. And i'm enjoying every minute of it. I'm leaving on the 3rd, which is on tuesday. And frankly i cant wait. Fei Chai is leaving together with me. So theres someone helping me with the luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 40 mins before this post, i was at a scene of an accident which happened just outside of my house. I was just on the way back from fei chai's house. That bastard fell asleep on me, so i had to turn back. I was just taking it easy and pumping up the music. It was quite a relaxing drive. Then at the corner before the entrance to my house, i see some people waving me down. So slowed down and parked on the side of the road. Right before my eyes was a scene where 2 cars crashed into each other head-0n. Both cars were a mess. It was a Toyota Kijang v.s. a Mitsubishi Magna. There was a family inside the magna, i'm surprised everybody made it out without a scratch. They were ok thanks to the airbags. A passer-by took them to the hospital just in case. The driver in the Toyota however was very badly banged up. He was bleeding badly and... his lips was dangling on a few strands of bleeding flesh. It was a stomach turning sight. There was a whiff of alcohol in the air. Someone must have been drinking. Minutes later the ambulance came. And they patched him up before driving him to the hospital. Then the cops came. How typical. So i left, I doubt i could have done much anyway. Being kepoh is definitely not useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of my accident. Well at least my lips wasnt hanging by the veins. Lucky.. lucky..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111478543010617435?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111478543010617435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111478543010617435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111478543010617435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111478543010617435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/04/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111461436775544979</id><published>2005-04-27T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T23:36:18.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborn..</title><content type='html'>Yes i feel that i've been reborn, freedom. The air that i breath and the steps that i take are way sort different than the usual strides and breathes while i was in-caged. Everyone has been really nice to me. Nonnie, Brian, Derrick, Kelvin &amp;amp; Joe treated me to a nice thai dinner which is a really nice gesture. Lovely colleagues and lovely friends. I feel as if the weight over shoulders has been lifted away. Floating effortlessly. No more angry customers, no more customer who just cant seem to undferstand "READ THE GODDAMN SIGN: NO BACKUPS!" , no more driving around endlessly looking for customer's houses, no more on-site servicing, no more... finally no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel heavy at heart that i have to leave my friends. And i do feel guilty they had to take over some left-over things that i didnt have time to wrap up. I feel guilty they have to clean up my own shit. I sincerely hope i dont leave a mess. Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss nonnie and our "Management" bitching sessions. And she is a wonderful friend. I hope my efforts of reconciling her and her ex-flame worked out. I'd love for them to be friends again. Brian's another gem as well, he's been awfully nice to arrange a place to stay for me while i was in service. And i will remember the intelligent arguments and the long english lessons i had to give to brian. Derrick's another guy that's been treating me very well, oftenly sharing his last few sticks of cigarettes with me which is a nice gesture. However he does so with verbal profanity of much variety. Kelvin is an old friend and i will miss our inhumane laughing sessions. Though i wont give 2 shits about his gropping habits.. Yes he likes to grope... Dont ask further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wonder memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont remember the awful management frankly. Not the best. Not the worst, but i'm happy i'm not a part of it anymore.. Muahahahahah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel my happiness...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom.. Reborn = Humanity, i am back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111461436775544979?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111461436775544979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111461436775544979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111461436775544979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111461436775544979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/04/reborn.html' title='Reborn..'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111418466958948138</id><published>2005-04-22T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T23:44:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refresh</title><content type='html'>At this moment in my life, i'm at a fork-road. 2 Routes, 2 choices and unlimitless outcomes. However, one thing is certain... I've set an aim to myself and i must have the mindset to try to achieve or over-achieve that above mentioned level. This is the point where i feel that i have control of my own life. For all this time, it has never been like that, as if my own destiny on a leash which is guided by an invisible hand. I doubt every move i make and make silly &amp; calculable mistakes. In good grace it seems such mistakes are lesser. Have a grown? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon a new chapter will start in my book. Forgoing the swirl of life and destiny. Frankly i question myself everytime i'm at doubt. However that must change. The people i have met and the experiences that i have been through has reinforced a strong sense of self confidence, however, such self-doubting questions still linger at certain very trying times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it wrong to question the unquestionable&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doubt everything but yourself, and stand in the path of righteousness. Questions are only answered when one dares to question the unquestionable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My egoism is equivelant to the Titanic. A one way journey to a bottomless depth. Forseeing myself as a symbology of a neo-egoistic is very unforgiving. Change is imminent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment in my life i'm really thankful that i've met a few people that made one hell of an impact to my life. Those who are willing to share their knowledge and reinforce my interest in what used to seem to be a bore or a chore. Such people have made a better person out of me. You deserve my thanks however small or large their contribution has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my next few blog entries are examples of a better stride in my newly lighted path. University here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111418466958948138?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111418466958948138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111418466958948138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111418466958948138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111418466958948138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/04/refresh.html' title='Refresh'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111401469246688471</id><published>2005-04-21T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:31:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The endless cycle</title><content type='html'>What fuels a person's passion? Ambition? Money? Love? Sex? Power? or Passion itself?&lt;br /&gt;What fuels my passion? I'd abruptly say passion itself however the other above mentioned factors come into play once too many times. Being in a situation fuels myself, at the oddest times would you get the brightest answers or maybe more appropriately called opinions. I am in a situation, a situation where a certain aspect of infernal politics comes into play. I am human. I get tired. I get wired. I hate being pushed around, i doubt anybody likes getting pushed around unless deliberate.&lt;br /&gt;What have i learnt after yrs of in service? I've learnt from not many people not many things, but what i've learnt about the most is how to be a better person. I doubt i can judge myself as a better person, however i do feel an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of what? People. Guess that explains my love for quiet places. Guess that explains my loner habits. Certain people bores me, certain people irritates me. Boredom i can handle, irritation however is a total different planet whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questionable thoughts with questionable answers. Life is interesting knowing that the next step you take could be your last. Some people do what ever they want to keep themselves happy with the thought of self-satisfication. Some people keeps themselves happy by yrs of devoted service, by giving oneself to another, sacrificing money, time and life in turn to make another person's life better. With out a questionale thought, such people are big at heart and demands absolute respect. Absolutely absolute respect. Sacrificial motives arent easy. Though personally, i'm more of a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;screw you, i'm gonna do it my way cos i'm gonna enjoy it&lt;/span&gt;" sort of guy. Being encased by a circle of responsibilities feels like a ball and chain to me. I stand for freedom. Rules are meant to keep people in line, prevention, not captivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again another post full of questionable questions without any answers brought to you by me, myself and my unnerving ego-ism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111401469246688471?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111401469246688471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111401469246688471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111401469246688471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111401469246688471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/04/endless-cycle.html' title='The endless cycle'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111395813062635068</id><published>2005-04-20T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T08:49:43.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The chosen one</title><content type='html'>The battle is over, it was a furiously fought war. I approached my opposition with utmost confidence and left with scars of slight defeat. I am worried of the final outcome. 2 months till result is out. I've made my choice after so many weeks of contemplating with myself. Finally i'm going somewhere instead of being stuck in the middle of nowhere. Time to reconcile myself with certain things i never even liked in the first place like discipline.&lt;br /&gt;I've been told by my old teachers from my 'old' computer school that most have found way better places to work. Which is awesome news when considering that Focus sucks big time. It used to be way better though. Good luck to you guys. Though it doesnt seem like it, i do appreciate what they did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111395813062635068?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111395813062635068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111395813062635068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111395813062635068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111395813062635068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/04/chosen-one.html' title='The chosen one'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111350074264427576</id><published>2005-04-15T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:48:45.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streets that has no names</title><content type='html'>As i always has started my blogging of explaining how life is shitty and how i always will be into the deep end of my existance: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life Sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days of working feels endless, like drones. Countless and with utter repeatance. I'm tired already. People say i'm good with people. I beg to differ. Though the friendship gained in this endless circle are uncalculateable in every way. I've talked to my mate about re-conciling his friendship what used to be his flame. I guess he didnt whole-heartedly agree however he did try to manage. I just hope he didnt do it out of respect for me asking, i'd like him to accept, no more no less. We hung out. However i'm still feeling a certain sense of hostility between them. I just hope they manage to work something out. I wont give 2 shits if it affects work, i dont practically care in the first damn place when it comes to office politics, but in ironicity both parties are what i regard as good friends though i've only known them briefly. A truce is a symbology of my friendship, a gift if you'd like. We had a group dinner a few days back. Though everyone manage to have some fun, both reluctantly tried to talk. in my eyes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; takes her as an enemy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; however... frankly,  i dont have any word to explain. Being peacekeeper is tough. I'm always dragged into such things. Why? Is it because i'm to damn nice? Or am i compensating my loneliness with knowledge that "i put them at peace, they are smiling again" sort of scenario? The vibrancy of a reconcilation fuels my existance? Or am i just a leech sucking off from people's happines? Angel or demon? Black or white?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111350074264427576?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111350074264427576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111350074264427576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111350074264427576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111350074264427576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/04/streets-that-has-no-names.html' title='Streets that has no names'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111263196298525826</id><published>2005-04-04T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T00:49:49.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of reckoning</title><content type='html'>A day of reckoning for many of us, as most ppl know the Pope has left us. Though i'm not christian, however i know how it feels to lose someone that is  important to you and your well-being, so my condolences to all christians. Today was a day of resting, and finally i good night's sleep which is paradise. Sleep is an important comformity nowadays. My daily lifestyle strecthed tight due to work and school. Thank the gods that i have one module left. So less strenous to my mentallity which is strecthed beyond reasonable means at this moment. A close and good friend of mine broke the news to me that he wil be leaving brunei very soon. Sigh~ I've learnt a lot from him, and he's been very kind and generous to me. Good luck in your future endeavors my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also found an interest in during the BITEX period son in a good note at least something good comes out of it. I hope the gods wil approve of my intentions and allow it to happen. Hope it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in confusion whether is should go to INTI or Curtin. Sigh... I'd like to do Uni of Wollogong's program... Though Curtin is a good choice as well... Sigh~ Though that personal interest of mine will be a very important factor in my choice of education. So... another chapter in my life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111263196298525826?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111263196298525826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111263196298525826&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111263196298525826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111263196298525826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/04/day-of-reckoning.html' title='A day of reckoning'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111237642065060781</id><published>2005-04-02T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T01:38:03.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore muscles, aching joints &amp; cruel intentions.</title><content type='html'>Bitex is an onslaught of both mind and body. I'm mentally and physically tired. The soreness in my legs will take weeks to recover. Nonsensical customers are the worst, I'd rather and happily endure whysical pain than facing them vis a vis. Expectations of myself are not what I've expected, I've wanted to make a shitlaod of money of this exhibition or what I prefer to call as a legal and mass produced scam of cheating cusomters of non-existent discounts and practically and financially worthless free gifts. I do have faith in the most of the products we have on sale. And it seems a lot of the customers agree, which helps in everyway possible. A few of the part timers are very hardworking and dedicated. A change once in a while. The rest are practically crap. I do fancy one or two of the part-timers. Hey nonnie hook us up! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm admist a crossfire. So much things going on everywhere. And i'm in everyway as confused as a person can be. Personal vendettas, internal (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;infernal?&lt;/span&gt;) politics, misunderstandings, miscalculations. lucky my pass exhibition experiences makes everyday more bearable. Everything's still in awry. I've always wondered why life cant be as simple as my little circle of friends. Guess if it was, we'd had less crap fucking up our world. Simplicity at its best is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life sucks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111237642065060781?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111237642065060781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111237642065060781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111237642065060781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111237642065060781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/04/sore-muscles-aching-joints-cruel.html' title='Sore muscles, aching joints &amp; cruel intentions.'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111211766857939305</id><published>2005-03-30T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T01:34:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of the onslaught~</title><content type='html'>BITEX is just around the corner, The day started with a full on asault at the mall with our high end servers, expensive casings, networking products, accessories and so forth. I'm burnt out already. Roughly one month to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9522183-111211766857939305?l=seipokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/feeds/111211766857939305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9522183&amp;postID=111211766857939305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111211766857939305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9522183/posts/default/111211766857939305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seipokai.blogspot.com/2005/03/start-of-onslaught.html' title='The start of the onslaught~'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10118584182222121411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pic18.picturetrail.com/VOL876/3269475/6691152/104049798.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522183.post-111194350223206431</id><published>2005-03-28T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T01:11:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused~</title><content type='html'>At this moment i'm dazed by the barrage of decisions in my hands. Inti sent me and email telling me that they accept my diploma certification with out any problem &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Finally)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At heart &amp; mind, i've made up my mind to go Curtin, thanks to Inti's Aus programme H.O.D's hostility treatment against potential students like myself + Curtin's got Networking courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theoretically it seems Curtin is the wiser choice: Nearer to home, the course i wanna do, better facilities etc, but what's putting me off is that intake is on 28th of JULY. Wtf.. 4 months away, INTI? intake is early may, which means i only have to work for shorter period of time and my brain would still be warm and ready for education instead of being dead and cold by July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told myself and agreed to work in that 4 months time and work has been arranged, but there seems to be a slight problem in that arrangement as well. Wtf again! Fei Chai is in Inti Kuching as well, thats another reason why i wanna go. My long time heng tai and also the controller of my inner beast. He's the one who usually holds on to my leash, telling me to yield when i go overboard. Confusion. I still have to talk to my parents bout it. I feel that july is such a long time away and i wanna start ASAP. I dont usually warm up to education very well so i'd like to keep the momentum while i still have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it all goes down to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Curtin advantage: Bach in Computer Systems &amp;amp; Networking, 4 hours drive from home, much better facilities.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Curtin disadvantage: Expensive, 4 months away until intake.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;INTI advantage: Cheaper, safer environment, 5th May intake, Fei Chai over there, New campus opening soon.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;INTI disadvantage: Bach in Computer Sciences (not exactly what i wanna study but still within my interest of being a total computer geek) 20+ hrs drive away from home or 1/2 hr flight, facilities are good but not on par with Curtin's.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Contributing factors: parents. They think i've made up my mind with Curtin.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  Confusion. Anyone? 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