I Saved The Day Again! However...
It is just one of those days where arguments happen in the household. Again my mother tries to defy what I say , which is like defying the laws of gravity. I had been explaining to both my parents over and over again as to the many tests I had done to determine if our internet account was working or if there was something wrong with my modem.

1. I tested my friends' (plural) internet account from my house with my modem and it worked.
2. I tested our internet account at my cousin's place with their modem. It did not work.

So it would have only meant that there was something wrong with our internet account. Just because my paternal cousin told my mom something different she believed him ever so faithfully. These are my parents for you. They will believe and praise everyone else except me.

So today the argument was about the internet still working and I again explained the reason why and the various tests I made to prove my theory. Again she did not seem to get it into her head. Naturally at this point of time anybody would just lose it and raise their voice. I did. She tells me not to shout at her and asks me why I am so angry. Other than the fact that I had explained to her thoroughly lots of times before and that she ALWAYS does not listen, gee I don't know... why would I be angry?

An hour ago I was on the phone being put on hold for the internet service provider technical support line. Apparently my 'session' with them never ended since that day my computer got fried. Well that made alot of sense. Anyways they reseted my connection and I am now able to use my internet account as usual. Well the customer service has come a lone way since they first started. The staff that attended to me was actually courteous and competent. Kudos to you TMNET!

So I felt that I should explain to my mother what happened just so that she would know. Of course she gave me that look where I did not make sense to her, as usual. She just had to somehow turn it into some form of argument so I just went back to my room to prevent from another useless argument happening. When it was time for dinner she tried again to pick a fight with me asking me why I had to buy such a high end computer. I told her that I still needed to edit images and videos and all that. She says that I did not need to since I did not plan to work in the creative field. Oh, so my interests and hobbies and possible portfolio additions are a waste of money too I guess. Mind you, this is coming from a person who spent shitloads of money buying new impractical computers and laptops for her 'work' which she usually uses for a little image editing (nothing like using effects and all that) and word processing. These computers she buy are Apple computers which costs more in total than all the total expense of my computers which I only upgrade necessarily (not purchase brand new ones).

My dad on the other hand thinks that the whole world is out to con him of his money. His theory was that the ISP people were using our account, and that when I called to ask about it, they quickly disconnected it and told them they reseted the line for me. Good Game.

I Am Zeus!
Mood:  accident prone
Now Playing: Nan Quan Ma Ma - Mu Dan Jiang
So... I thought the last time I bought a new computer, it was going to last me at least a couple of years. I guess I was somewhat right. Lightning fried my computer's motherboard last Friday while I was out. It was like the biggest lightning and thunder ever experienced in a long while. So huge that I heard it while I was in the shopping complex not too far away from my house. When it hit, I was like "there goes my computer". I hated being right at that time.

This must have gone into the umpteenth time my computer get strucks by lightning in my entire history of owning computers. I hate my house's location, as in why does it have to be the lightning hotspot?

Earth, wind and fire... heed my call!

I finally managed to get everything working in order. It was kind of a hassle with the hardware and all. I'll explain in person if any of you are interested in details.

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Monday, my friend Bee Lee organized a trip to the Euro Theme Park right beside that same shopping complex I was at on Friday. Those who came were the Youth members of my church. One of them included a special someone who was the reason why I went in the first place. I tell you the truth, I was never fond on rides. So I did not go on any of them. However the theme park event was just the beginning of what I would like to think, one of my best nights ever. I got to spend quality time with her eventhough it was short lived, by the rain. It looked like something out of a movie where the rain ruined the whole moment or something but oh well. Whatever time I had with her is as usual, more than I could ever hope for.

The Sun Is Shining
Now Playing: Hoobastank - If I Were You
Apologies for any devoted readers of my blog!
Oh, Attila (and Pam) if you're still reading my blog, I have to apologize to you too. I had said that I would write a letter explaining the life experiences I had... experienced while I was in Australia but it has already been a few months already and I have not gotten around to doing it yet. Truth be told, I was like in a 'dark era' where alot of series of unforseen circumstances happened one after the other leaving me no time to get anything which requires thinking done.

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Anyways... yesterday I went to work at 12:30pm and only finished work at 12:30am. Thank God it is not my permanent job. I am freelancing for a company which mainly does video production and post production as well as plan events. You know like when there is an exhibition, the are the ones who will design how the booth or stall will be set up. Oddly they received a website project which apparently the boss could not refuse. So they needed someone who would had knowledge of embedding their designs into html. That is where I came in.

Yesterday I was called in to assist one of the designers there because the another guy called in sick. I did my best in designing with what limited resources was available. At first I thought my design was too simple and plain and nothing much to captivate the audience. When the client's representatives came to look at the designs, I was certain that our design would be a sure reject but I fired up Adobe Illustrator and showed them my design anyway. They said it could be worked on and I got to it right away with the other guy. At the end of things it looked like it had potential. I was really happy with myself.

Another incident at work yesterday happened to me as well. My boss hires this guy who is in charge of handling events equipments (I think) and he turned out to be my ex high school mate. I only knew of his existence when I was in form 2; 14 years old. He was a delinquent with rude speaking manner. He disappeared shortly after and I guess this is where he resurfaced. I am sure he recognized me but I pretended to not know him. Which by the way, is what I do to 90% of my ex high school mates if ever I encounter them. Lets just say that I was not fond of the people at high school.

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When I returned home yesterday I watched Adam Sandler's Click. It was actually a really really nice show in terms of plot and how it was portrayed. I guess I am more analytical now after taking a course on video producing. Watching it on how they portray Adam Sandler and Kate Beckinsale as husband and wife really made me feel warm and fuzzy and had me thinking, "I'd like a relationship like that!" The movie to me has an overall 'feel good' feeling to it as opposed to Adam Sandler's previous works which were mostly slapsticks and raw comedy. Which personally I have enjoyed. Kate Beckinsale is hot!

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I got a call tonight from my boss as the company saying that the clients actually preferred my design over the other one which another staff at the company designed. They chose mine! Woot! It seems I still have some creative essence left in me! Praise be to God!

WHY THE FUCK!?
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: Big Japan - All The Fish In The Sea Are Stupid Sluts Anyway
So today I went down to Low Yat with my dad to get the price quotation for the guy who has 'hired' me to do so. I do not know about payments though but I am definitely not expecting much, or anything.

So yeah I got a price quotation from the All IT Hypermart store. Why you may ask? Don't they have other shops which provide somewhat slightly cheaper prices? Yes you may be right. However the All IT Hypermart store has better service and also there were no people at the counter so I could get first priority in service. Furthermore most other shops were ran by Malays. No offense. I am not a racist or anything. I just had lots of bad experiences with Malay staff at these places in Low Yat. Let us just say they could not meet my requirements. So yeah I got the price quotation from there. It was somewhat good because the person who gave the quotations actually wrote his name on the piece of paper. It makes it seem like there is actually responsibility taken over there.

Anyways then I went to buy DVD-Rs. I still have this problem where I do not really know what is the difference between DVD-R and DVD+R. Internet articles I have read do not really say anything but that it is a way how they are being burnt. I mean come on. Everybody would have suspected that. I used to buy Imation brand for CD-Rs so naturally I looked for the same brand only this time for DVD-Rs. I found it weird that the Imation DVD-Rs did not indicate the size of their dvd capacities whereas other brands indicated clearly they were 4.7GB in space. Not feeling safe I decided to go for the Mitsubishi brand. Clearly I did so because of the brand.

Lastly I went to get a usb drive for my aunt from brisbane whom I promised I would get for her while she was still in Malaysia as it may have been cheaper than getting one in Australia. The storekeep which I purchased the usb drive from was a Malay guy. He talked to me in Mandarin. My dad talked to him instead since I knew nothing about Mandarin. Apparently this dude went to a chinese school. I guess he talked to us in Mandarin in hopes he could please the customers. Tough luck. I know nothing about Mandarin.

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Don't you just hate it, when you're the type of person where you treat your things very carefully and somehow or rather you still manage to screw up and damage them by accident? Well yeah. I noticed today that I dented my subwoofer speaker's grill with my chair. I placed it right at my feet because there is no other space for me place my things. My dad packed all my things in boxes and stuffed them under my desk which left me no leg space at all. Furthermore the place where I used to put my computer casing also is occupied. I really hate it when people move my things around and they think it is for the better. There was nothing wrong with its previous arrangements why the hell do they have to make things worse for me? It is my room damnit. Leave it alone!

Previously I also realized there was a scratch on my mobile phone's screen. That really upset me so much. The thing is I do not even know how that happened. As far as I know I never had it collide with anything. These kind of things really make me feel like just throwing them the fuck away and buying new stuff altogether. Problem is I do not have money to replace them. I am so angry. I am so helpless. Life sucks.

Back to Life
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: Michael Bolton - Can I Touch You There
So... my grandmother passed away last Thursday the 10th.
My sister woke me up at 6:30am on that day and told me that we had to rush to the hospital as something was up with grandmother. So I just washed up and left. We arrived there at University Hospital at 6:50am and I saw the doctor which talking to my aunties who were already there. It was not a good scene. What I feared had happened. My grandmother had in fact passed away. The whole room was emotional except for me. I wish I could have cried at that time but my body's defect prevented me from doing so. No matter how hurt I feel, I cannot cry. It just does not seem to function for me anymore.

My parents, sister and two aunties went back to my grandmother's house originally to get her clothes to dress her before putting her body in a casket. While I stayed behind with my two other aunties to settle the bill and all. The entire process seemed eternity to me. The whole day was dark and gloomy.

While waiting to a certain point, one of my aunties who stayed behind told my dad not to bother coming back with the clothes and that it would be faster and more convenient to just bring the body back to the house and settle everything there instead for at that time, it was already day time and was rush hour too.

My dad came to pick me up and we headed back to my grandmother's place. I then followed my dad to go get some breakfast. I was freaking hungry already before and my dad somehow managed to read my mind. My grandmother's house is somewhat at the foot of Bukit Bintang. We walked up to Bukit Bintang and bought nasi lemak from a road side stall, which I give credit, was very good in terms of taste, price and portion. We then walked back down and ate at a makeshift stall owned by some indian guy who seemed to focus on selling drinks. I asked my dad how come that it is not usually pay per arrival of drinks. My dad said that he had often come to this place ever since he was a kid and that the owner knew him. I was impressed. It was then I realized nothing much has changed in that area. It seemed as if time stood still.

I managed to catch up with my cousin Justin, who went to the same primary and secondary school as I. After a while my family went home and would return later in the evening for the memorial service.

My eldest aunty; my dad's eldest sister showed me off to her neighbours who came for the memorial. She used to look after me when I was a few years old. My parents were always busy working and doing their own stuff so they sent me to my aunty to be looked after.

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Friday 11th - The Official Service(?)

My family went back to KL to my grandmother's house to get ready for the service. Chloe and Alex had arrived that morning; one day earlier than they had originally plan due to the unforseen circumstance. They were sleeping when I arrived. Shortly after,
Bee Lee arrived. He came straight from work but was at least a couple of hours too early for the service. He said he came early to avoid the jam. So we went to Little Havana, which was right beside my grandmother's house for a drink. We went with my sister. Bee Lee ordered a pitcher of beer. I had two glasses on an empty stomach. When I tried to get up, I felt dizzy and my vision was blurred for a short while. It was funny. Could I have been on my way to becoming drunk? After that I walked with Bee Lee to Bukit Bintang and ate KFC for dinner. I felt so much better after that. Never drink on an empty stomach!

The service soon started and my Young Adult members and friends showed up one by one. I was very touched and glad that they showed up. Furthermore members from my church came too. I hope my father would have been moved by their kind gesture.

One of my church members whom I was suppose to help with assembling computers for him came as well. As predicted, he actually had the "decency" to asked me if I had finished getting a quotation for him. I will leave it at that. I shall maintain my tolerance.

Literally all my relatives; aunties, uncles and cousins were there. I was quite happy that I got to have reunion with all of them.

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Saturday 12th - The Funeral/Burial

Woke up early in the morning and went to KL again. We had a short funeral service. Towards the end of the service, the pastor was advertising about the various services held at his church. My cousin Justin and I were like... WTF!?

The entire family rode a rented school bus to the cemetery where my grandfather was buried. My grandmother was to be buried beside him.

The cemetery was somewhere in Sungai Besi. According to my father, that place used to be a chinese area until there was a military camp there and so it is... not a chinese area anymore. We had some difficulties getting there because inconsiderate bastards parked on the side of roads where they were not supposed to be parking.

When we arrived at the cemetery. I saw alot of tombstones which had pictures of the deceased on them all broken. Apparently the kids that lived nearby used as target practice for their slingshots. It was a chinese cemetery so obviously the kids were not chinese. As that area was inhabited by non-chinese. Excuse me a bit, I am being politically correct or safe here.

My father said that my grandfather's grave was very unique compared to others over there that he had followed the proper chinese style which I am assuming based from China. My grandfather was supposedly a very knowledgable person in Taoism and that people would often seek his advise on how to hold proper funerals.

After the burial, we went back to my grandmother's place for lunch. One of my aunties suggested another family dinner later that day. At this point of time I was kind of tired of traveling to KL so often eventhough I was not driving. So I told them I would not be able to make it and went for my church's music rehearsal instead.

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Sunday was as usual. Church service and lunch after with my friends.

Bee Lee stopped by Comics Corner near Atria after lunch. All these years I never knew where the heck that Comics Corner was in the Atria area. Now I did. The keeper of the shop was a familiar face. Some old uncle whom used to visit my friend who was the keeper of Comics Corner at the Plaza Yow Chuan @ Ampang. That old uncle and an old aunty; whom keeps the Comics Corner at Subang Jaya use to visit my friend at Ampang every now and then. I know because I used to hang out over there quite often after my school hours. Which reminded me, that I should go visit my friend soon.

Later in the night, we had dinner with some of my aunties and my cousins Chloe & Alex (they're married couple; Alex is my cousin in law).

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If you think that was it. No... we had another dinner yesterday night near my grandmother's place again with maybe two-third of the entire family. This time it was a farewell dinner for my eldest uncle; my dad's eldest brother who came from Perth, Australia.

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I had lunch at One Utama with Shawn today to collect some fees from him. After lunch we went to arcade place thingy beside GSC.

I tried this beat game where you had to press buttons according to the timing of the scrolling bars on the screen. Like o2jam if you will. The freaking thing was in japanese. I accidentally chose hardest level and chose some song. The bars went by so fast and I did not even know what happened. Five seconds later, it was the game over screen. Hilarious!

It has indeed been a long few days for me. Today I am feeling so lazy. Even watching animes or playing games seem like hard work to me now. I will have to go to Low Yat tomorrow to get quotations for that church guy and also work on my curriculum vitae.

Studying days are over!
By the way there are more details during the whole funeral event but I am just too tired to type them all out.

Long Gloomy Day
Mood:  down
Now Playing: Hitomi Mieno - Dearest
I just came back from my grandmother's house. She got admitted into the hospital the day before. She passed away approximately at 6:30am this morning at University Hospital. That place is terrible. The staff all around the area were like busy chattering away, in their own little world and even laughing out loud. Don't they have the decency to shut the hell up in the hospital? Especially when there are serious situations happening all around.

A long while after, I finally got to go to my grandmother's house and wait for the whole process of dressing my grandmother's body up and putting it in the coffin and all that. I have currently returned home. It is 3pm now. I will have to return back to my grandmother's house in Kuala Lumpur later in the evening for some family gathering thing.

I am so tired.

It's Been A Hard Day's...
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Aqua - Be A Man
Well I woke up early this morning to accompany one of my church member to Low Yat to show him around the place, scouting for computer parts. He wants me to help him assemble three systems for him. Two for his office and one for his home.

Shortly after coming home, Enoch asked me to accompany him to the t-shirt shop where we're suppose to look at the sample t-shirt I had designed for my church's oncoming Young Adults and Youth camp. It looked so much better than I had expected it to be.

Shortly after coming home again, Bee Lee called me and asked if I wanted to go Low Yat again. I was like... **** No! I'm tired!

I currently only have a couple of hours to rest before I have to make my way to church to help Enoch supervise or oversee the Youth meeting, followed by rehearsal with the band for tomorrow's service. Although my weekends are always this hectic, I still love my weekends here in Malaysia.

To All Of You
Now Playing: All American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret
So... I'm back again within minutes after posting my previous... post. This is the time where I condemn and criticize other people merely because I dislike them for how they behave and act.

Let me stir some fecal matter up. I was at Afzal's blog where he had links of his other "friends" blogs. So I clicked on one of them whom I used to know and wished I never. Reading her blog, it seems that she has not changed much. The significant qualities anyway. I am amazed how people can go on living their lives with their pride thinking that they can continue living their lives the way they currently are and hope that everybody else would change their ways for them. The best part of it is they are aware of their flaws but yet they do not think it is a bad thing and yes people should learn to deal with it.

In a boat, if nobody wants to make the first move in rowing, nobody will get anywhere. People keep waiting on other people to make the first move. I think it is really stupid. Is it really that difficult in making the first move? Is it really difficult to set an example for others to follow? Is it really difficult to be the one who will lead others to the right way?

Family? Meh.
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: Ishida Yoko - Shiawase no Iro
A series of shitty events happened these past few days.
First and foremost I would like to thank God for giving me some job opportunities. A fellow church member has asked me to help him get computers assembled and later also develope a website for his company. Although I find it a bit sudden and somewhat a chore, I am glad to be given opportunity to help out with those situations. Another friend of mine has an uncle who needs some stuff 'put together' for his website. Sounded simple but I do not trust those words and have yet to meet up with him.

Ever since I came back my mother has been giving implications for me to get a job as soon as possible and also start paying for things in the house. Yesterday I was just thinking about our family situation. Here I am being pressured to get a job and all that while my sister all her life has been doing whatever she wants to do and had my parents to support her. She has this job in the States where she told me she makes barely enough to survive on her own. This was when I asked if she could help support me while I was studying in Australia. Of course I am putting what she said in a filtered and nicer way and I cannot remember what exactly she said. Now I hear that she might think of stopping her job to do her masters and my mom is going to pay for that. Do I really need to give my commentary on this? When I said I wanted to do a masters, I got told to work and support myself for it.

I remember telling those people that asked me if I missed my parents while I was in Australia. I said no. I said I would miss my friends and the food more than anything. I was right. I was never close to my family members at all. They were always so involved in their own lives. The most they would ever want to do is just make sure we do not die from lack of things like food. I may sound dramatic to some of you but it is the truth. Those of you who know my real personality would know that I am speaking the truth.

Meanwhile I still have to write up a resume to hand out in hopes of getting a job that I would actually enjoy doing. Life sucks. There is no rest.

Oh and also I woke up today from a dream where I stabbed some guy in his throat with my house keys because he stole something from me and acted like an asshat. After waking up I went downstairs to see if there was breakfast for me and there was not. My mom was eating her own food and said "I thought you said you didn't need to eat one meal a day?".

So she assumes from my statement where I said I can go on everyday skipping a meal be it either breakfast or lunch; that I want to actually do it and that I wanted to skip breakfast on this particular day.

What a great way to start the day!
I am so not in the mood to do anything productive today.

The Reality of Being Home
Now Playing: Phantom Planet - California
So yeah... I'm back home in Malaysia for good! Praise God! Which means I have passed all of my subjects. I arrived back home yesterday morning at 6am. As usualy my regular flight number MH128 piloted by Captain Dato Mohammad Johan. I always take the night flight and apparently it is always piloted by this guy.

Well its great to be back home with my friends and family. Especially the food! I am sorry to say that I really do not miss the "excellent quality" of Malaysia's broadband. As I've mentioned before that they are biting off bigger than they can chew by accepting more applicants while not even being able to provide their currents customers with better quality.

I visited my grandmother today. She is of old age and is going through it's effects. So much has changed since the last time I saw her during Chinese New Year early this year. When I first saw her today and her current condition, I felt like a part of me just died. If I could cry, I would have at that moment. I felt a great sympathy for her. The disability of not being able to speak my mother tongue did not help make me feel better. Well I just hope that she has the will power to fight on but also I am hoping that she no longer has to suffer this ordeal. It was just painful for me to watch.

Well the sad story aside. Today in church a girl greeted me sort of welcoming me back from Australia. I was surprised in a delightful way because I never would have thought she would take initiative to approach me. I dare say that she has grown to be more beautiful and lovely. Which makes me fear for myself.