Monthly Archives: June 2002

What Do I Mean?

Why won’t you take your place on this old chair
While you wait to get to a better place
Why did you pick it up, why did you dare
When you knew about the risks you would face?
Soon you’ll learn that it’s all about money
It’s how insignificant things matter
It matters not if you can move freely
It’s not how conditions could be better
However it stinks you can’t ask for change
Everything’s priced, nothing comes easily
This twistingly long expanse is their range
Behind these closed doors one’s presence must be
Shaken you will be, deterred your morals
Going through it is like movement of bowels

Meet Kleptoman… iac!

I’ve updated my Lyrics section, adding Caught For Stealing – Kleptoman! I’ve also bolded the more satirical of my lyrics so you know which is more serious and which is more, uh, funny?

The closest I’ve gotten to lyric modifier Weird ‘Al’ Yankovic was this song, Crime Pays – Absolutely Must Watch. Nothing else comes closer to popular mass media satire.

Gripe of the day: People who always can’t make it.

You know these people. You may even be one of them.

I can make it. Seldom do I say I will make it, and don’t; I seldom say that I can’t make it, either. I’m not tied down by:

– A boy-girl relationship (though I wouldn’t mind ;P )
– College (well so maybe I’m smart)
– Work (I can afford to skip, hehe)
– Parents (I’m a guy, I have a handphone, and I have the house keys!)
– Transport

The last part especially peeves me. I don’t have a driving license, and haven’t started learning. I turned old enough to have a license since the second day of work, and I haven’t had the time to go get out and get one.

And yet, I can go to any shopping mall in town. Here’s a localized example of areas:

Kuala Lumpur City Centre – there’s an subway train right below it, duh!
Bintang Walk area – a train station is a 5 minute walk away.
Midvalley Megamall – another train station a 10 minute walk away, or a 10 minute bus ride from yet another train station.
Sunway Pyramid/Subang Parade – a feeder bus ride from a train station.

The point is that public transport is there! The train station isn’t just there to look pretty, yes? Those raised tracks in the city are not aqueducts (water-carrying drains) but train tracks!

Then, you have buses. Buses are a bit more dinky and smoky and smelly and stuffy, and naturally cooled, but still, it gets you to a popular place!

Last but not least them taxis. The bus or train won’t go all the way, but a taxi would.

“My parents won’t let me go – it’s not safe!”

If you’re fairly street smart, you can take the LRT (high-speed, high-frequency train). It covers the whole city area, and a bit beyond. If you’re worried about being groped or pickpocketed, try to get a seat.

Finally, I leave you with some tips:

How to get a seat in a crowded train

Take the train to the end of the track! (Even if that’s the opposite direction of where you’re going!) Since most people get off before the end, you can get a seat easily!

How to get in an elevator that has lots of people waiting (This I learnt from college!)

Usually, the ground floor of my college will have loads of students waiting to go to the 8th-11th floor, but when the elevator arrives, it can only fit so many people. So how? Take a walk up one or two floors, then take the elevator down!

Sigh. I’ve typed too much for now. Go rest your eyes!

My First Wishlist… fulfilled!

Hit the bong then sing a song from your schlong
Plunk the funk from a swimming-trunkless hunk
Wait not long not in a thong it’s not wrong
To clear the chunk of gunk from radio junk
God knows plant a rose for his overdose
The band changed their men; a fan even can
Join their throes; music just flows – drugged-out woes
Back to the den, magic sand, no man’s land
Shake them, their life at stake give them a break
To heal from the peeled seal of fine-cut steel
When they wake for their sake just let them make
Their music reveal their zeal, their new feel
Once known Majestic Masters of Mayhem
Rock maximum, buy me their new album!

Red Hot Chili Peppers - By The Way album cover

(I hope that wasn’t too harsh a wishlist for a first one…)

Edit 17:05 +800 GMT 11th July 2002: I already have the album! Wahey the sock-wearing c*** rock funk punk metal rappers did it again! More on that soon…


I am cross-worded, with my new skin, Crosswords! Before this it was the Red Brick skin.

My language has become so slurry, so mangled, this is what came out in inspiration. This is, of course, a metaphorical, artist’s-representation view of what has become of my brain! A 90 degree turn and they all click!

I’ve added two links in my About Me section to some people who seem to be more deserving of website hits that I do. 😛

I’ve also added a whole bunch of Quotes, of all sorts. Just see if you can spot them; I’m too lazy to list them out here. Yes, lazy I am. Lazy is the second letter of my name.

Philosophical brain farting here:

There is so much hate and yet so much happiness when I type. I was feeling all worked out half a day ago, but I am at peace now. What peeves me is not that I was worked out, but that I lost it my worked-up-ness too soon. I didn’t even get to vent it! When I saw those people, the victims, all was forgotten. It seems like I can’t stay pissed long enough to address the problem. Sure, it’s a good thing, but it’s weird knowing that, like a nightmare. Just wake up and it’s all gone.

I was even supposed to blog about at least 3 peeves, but I soon lost the anger; the burning can’t-sleep fire to write about those 3 things. Geez. With the lack of anger, you guys must think I have become a teenybopper once again. I even gave a free CD to my sister, who nonchalantly asked me much much later where I got it. (She was hooked on to Dawson’s Creek at that time.) In fact, that CD is staring at me right now, lying near the monitor. I think to myself – are Steps dead?

What happens to pop acts if they don’t release ‘Greatest Hits’ albums? If releasing a ‘Greatest Hits’ is any indication of short-livedness, then I am glad, for Westlife has released that! (I know, the Backstreet Boys released their ‘Greatest Hits’ too, but I liked BSB much better than a bunch of weenie Irish copycats!)

Called Back From The Dead

Life has been screwed up recently, but heck – I am here to blog happily! (I will tell my horrific tragic stories later…)

My spanking new Nokia 3315! :PTake for example my vibrating, ringtone-composing, picture-message-drawing Nokia 3315! Sure, I adored and held on to my old Siemens C30 and its unique redness, but no – I must move on. The C30 didn’t have predictive text input, custom ringtones or The battery died 12 hours after 10 minutes of talk time. Half-an-hour of talk-time would have the same effect, but the point was that it was unpredictable. So I got myself one this last Sunday and gave the C30 to my mum (who promptly changed the glaring red backlight to a pale lime yellow.)

“It looks just like a Nokia 3310!”

Yeah, yeah, I know. It even fits the shape. What’s the big difference that made me pay 25% more than a Nokia 3310? Here’s what: (and it will be an article on Xfresh soon, y’hear?)

Auto-keylock. To think that only now Nokia would think of it, huh? Even an old brick like the Ericsson A1018S has it. So far, this is the only Nokia model out where I am that has this feature. And heck yeah I love it. There’s no longer that nagging feeling that you may be putting it in your pocket to be poked by your keys, accidentally SMSing other people (or worse.) Sometimes before I keep it away, I stare at it just to see it lock itself. Ah, the wonders of technology.

Blob-like keys. These soft-edged keys make it easier for your thumb to slide as you SMS. However, it still retains a solid, tactile feel (though nothing beats the C30, force-feedback-wise!)

– A Lithium-Ion battery. The Nokia 3330 (like a 3310 on WAP) had that, which is wayyy lighter than the 3310’s Nickel Metal-Hydrate batteries.

Reminders. While this is not up to Personal Digital Assistant / Personal Organizer standards, it sure beats having to carry a calendar around. I’m not so sure how the 3310 does it, though. 😛

– And last but not least the best way to pass time waiting – a picture message editor! Before this one had to go through websites, dig up credit cards and pay somewhat, or connect the handphone to a PC, but now it’s possible to do it on your phone! And best still, it’s not completely a tedious pixel-based process – you get some vector-based shapes to insert like circles, boxes, text and fills!

A close-up of my screen saverDo you want this exclusive Glaring Notebook screensaver on your handphone? Order now! Email your handphone number to me with a good reason why you visit my site often. 😉 I also do requests (I made an Afro for a birthday girl!)

“Yeah, but doesn’t the Nokia 3350 have almost all that?”

Sure, it’s got 6 keys besides the numeric digits and the */# pair, but it’s ugly. Ugly, I tell ya. Unsightly. It’s got lights that follow the ringtone, but I’m not into that. It’s got WAP (Wireless Application Protocol) but I’m not into that, either. It’s got phone memory, but I haven’t that many contacts. (This is a hint to give me your number, dangit!) It’s got 6 keys, but I think 4 is enough.

Also, I can masquerade my 3315 as a 3310. I can tap into the vast market of 3310 covers, unlike the misshapen 3350. It’s backward compatibility baby! Need I say more?

Back Whack!

Yes I am back from the land of whack where I will not have a corny knack of hitting the sack with my sonnets!

What’s a sonnet anyway? It’s simply an ababcdcdefefgg poem, with 10 syllables per line! (Read my sonnets and you might catch the idea.)

Anyway, I’ve updated my blog viewing system – you don’t have to click on each archived post to read it! Instead, you get to skip pages of 28 days’ worth of your health peppy poppy high-calorie Glaring Notebook adjective-injected posts!

Oh, and if you wonder what’s with this Red Brick skin having the Glaring Notebook signboard as text, it’s because it’s expandable! The Red Brick skin is designed to be horizontally and vertically liquid (as with a lot of other skins on this site!) Liquid in this case means expandable. Of course, there is a minimum width for this Red Brick skin, but it lives well within the lowest VGA resolutions one can point a stick or set a monitor at!

You may wonder why I don’t write about work. No, it’s not because they are watching. It’s more like the dynamics of work and stuff move too quickly for it to settle down in my brain. Everything happens too fast, I don’t have time to document. That’s why I write sonnets in college to describe my general feelings. That’s also why my crap ends here – because my bedtime is near! (Corny corny corny I know…)

Play It!

Wrap me around your strong little finger
I would do the job; I would do it all
Your perfume keeps me strong; it must linger
Waking hours you rob; one day I will fall
Never was I certain who you were for
Never did I know your unstable state
Unforseen circumstances left me sore
Soon I was chased by the guards at your gate
I became like rubber, your spare tire
You trained me to become shock-absorbent
But then, I smelt strongly under fire
The sweat I worked for you became pungent
Was this the end? Had I been stretched too thin?
I suffer for your polygamous sin