Its been awhile since i blogged. I seem to have ran out of things i feel like sharing to the world. I guess this phase of my life, the blogging phase, is over. What can i do? My brain is falling asleep and my body is aching. My neck is semi sprained. It hurts when i turn left. Ouch. I need an orthopedic pillow.
Next week is going to be a busy week. There is Youth Camp, Holiday and holiday. To you people who are suppose to go down to Melaka, WE HAVE NOTHING PLANNED. I am worried but i am mentally too tired to plan. I have a bad feeling. BUT we can just wing it. I mean, its only december, school holiday. Nothing much. Im sure without booking any hotels we can still find cheap accommodation...
Now on to my topic, HEROES.
To those who watched or follow heroes, i hope you can relate to what im about to say.
HEROES Season 2 SUCKED!
Wow so pretty~ :p
YES IT SUCKS!
Originally, like normal tv series, heroes was suppose to have 22 episodes together with a 8 episode spinoff called The Origins (where i assume will show the origin of the powers? or at least some sort of explanation). BUT thanks to the WGA strike or the writers strike in America, many tv shows were canceled or abruptly ended. I mean, No script = no show. (Writers demanded increase in pay saying that only the directors and actors get the money whereas they were not recognized and not appreciated.)
WELL, Heroes too, which is under NBC, (i think) could not escape this fate. 1st move after rumours of Writer's strike- ORIGINS CANCELED! After strike- TADA 22 episodes became 11 episodes.
HMMM... what happens when one cut out 1/2 a show? Can u imagine Titanic being 1 hour long? Or 1.5 hours of Lord of the Rings? Heck, Frodo-im gay- Baggins would still be hugging Sam- im gayer-Gamgee in the land of ultimate gayness- The Shire.
Not many shows leave you with such a feeling: Angry and cheated.
('Lost' being no.1)
Sorry to those who have not watched and plan to in near future. You are in for a disappointing ride.
Heroes 2 in the first few episodes introduced SO many new characters with 10 or more parallel stories running at the same time. WOW SOUNDS IMPRESSIVE DOESNT IT? Well most of the time, it left me saying "Not this story again? So damn boring." The characters are unimpressive, no character development and often leaves one thinking "What the heck?". To make matters worse, they had to cut it short. Intro-ing so many chars then suddenly ended the Season leaving you wondering "What was the purpose of all that?" Its these kinda things that make me angry. I had all these theories that maybe this will happen or that. BAH!
Ok, the worst part:
Peter Petrelli is G A Y & A N N O Y I N G.
I was watching this with her and her sister. They ask "Why is he (Peter) so stupid?"
Reply: He was stupid from the previous season. They have to keep it consistent. He cant SUDDENLY become smart. That would be wrong.
And then a scene from the last episode showing Suresh.
"Yes, he's also stupid from the other season. Must keep consistency."
Peter Petrelli, the most powerful "Hero" with the "purest of heart".
They should replace that with "Lurus seperti Bendul" (translation: Straight as an Okra... lol)
Where do i begin with this fella, 1st of all his stupid "im serious.im cool.Nothing phases me." look. ITS ANNOYING. Erghh.. feel like slapping him n stabbing his eyes.
Maybe there was a reason they introduced him as a male Nurse. (Murse)
2nd. He cant even use the correct power at the correct time. No this is not his fault, its the director and writer Tim Kraig.
I can walk through walls but i had to use my Telekinetic powers to pry open a humongous safe until my nose bleed. Why? Because i r stupid.
Upon reaching the safe.
Peter: So what do we do now?
Adam: I guess you'll have to pry it open with that brain of yours.
Not to mention he can actually read minds. But instead of readin them, he ask questions.
I mean COMMON.
The whole season is just flawed everywhere.
After the 3rd episode, watching it became a chore. but i just had to finish it.
The Season Finale, like the 1st Season's finale, was stupid,abrupt and deliberately leads to the 3rd episode. There is a limit to cliffhanger endings.
Conclusion, i will not watch heroes season 3 until all 22 episodes are out. Maybe ill just dwload all and fastforward watch it all.
Gay characters. Dumb storyline. Crap finishing. Stupid show. GRRR.
Im dumb for watching it. I feel cheated.
i know- terrible post. its called post for the sake of posting. So tired. No motivation. I felt bored just writing it.
Thursday, 6 December 2007
Wednesday, 28 November 2007
Shocking discovery. Thank you premonition.
Discovery. Today i discovered that all the dates i planned for my overseas expedition were wrong. YES. ALL WRONG. Basket! i clicked on "key dates" and clicked Jan and Feb. Then just recently i felt something amiss. Past experiences had taught me well. Immediately i clicked on the UNSW website. It was down for updating. For 2 days i suffered the agony of not knowing whether this hunch was just a hunch.... i could not rest...... ok fine.. overdramatize.. what the heck man.. i slept, totally forgot about everything,important or not, n just continued my normal life la. Twerp. You.
Today i check. YES website up! Click. Hahhhh... my dates correct... but wait... why so weird... why got "except medical course".. EHH.. check2.. eh ..but medicine is the same as the rest.. For a moment there i was bit shocked... better double check.. eh.. why... WHY GOT 2007 ON TOP LEFT CORNER??!!
WHY WOULD MY PERSONAL UNSW PORTAL which i have 2 type in student ID and password show me a date of the January/February 2007 Orientation?! WHat kinda misleading crap is that?
(Some would say "Arent u the moron for not checking properly!?". May those "some", during their next trip to the movies, be seated next to a person who reads out the lines in BM just seconds ahead of the actors/actresses. And he munches on his popcorn. MUNCH MUNCH SLURPPPPPPP.)
And worse, there isnt even a 2008 calander/dates/events on my portal. I had to google it and it came out at some other place on the website. What the heck man. So those of which i told my date of flying off to, well, add 1 week to it. Coz sure as heck aint going 3 weeks b4 my classes start! thats crazy -_-
Anyway, luckily still early so just have to go reschedule my flight. Erghh..
Today. VBS- a kids program in church. Like a camp. but for kids.
I realised that kids this generation:
1. Have crap construction skills.
2. Have very short attention span
3. Less respect to elders
4. Smarter- conventional smarts. Called "seng mok" in canton.
5. Do not listen to instructions very well.
6. Want to get punched in the face by a 19 year old guy who's lacking sleep.
7. Have handphones at std 3-4. Same model as mine summore. Or better.
8. Wants to be stabbed in the face with my clenched fingers.
By kids i mean Std 3 and above.
Now you might be wondering why i would have the strong desire to launch them from a building and see them land safely on the roof. By land i mean crash-land head first. And by roof i mean a pot of molten lava.
Because they scream and shout real loud, producing high pitch supersonic sounds.
I ignored. But into the 30th minute i was getting a slight headache. They were screamin like 2cm from my ears and pulling my hair. I didnt know if i could hit them or scold them coz that stupid girl kept calling her dad with her HP and reporting me. But tmrw ive decided i dont give a shit. And my mom told me i can scold them. So dont be surprised if tmrws post is "Mike-1, small boy-0."
MWAHAHAHHAHAHAHA~
I was about to post lyrics to a kiddie song composed by a guy who according to a 1 std6 boy, has 1 ball. (but i refrained myself)
Kids these days. I never said such things when i was young. "Football? Basketball?Fish ball?" I am good boi.
Ps- There is no such thing as premonition. I lied.
"But but.. Phoebe in Charmed has the pow.."
*Molten pot o lava -1, slightly gay Charmed watcher -0*
The world silently claps.
Just like when they banned Mariah Carey from acting,Rihanna from cutting off that forehead-hiding fringe and NBC from making another season of Lost.
Lost,a show that started out so well but is now meandering all over the damn place.
"Puzzles are meant to be solved, not prolonged. You can only tease viewers so long before they feel like they’re being mocked."
Today i check. YES website up! Click. Hahhhh... my dates correct... but wait... why so weird... why got "except medical course".. EHH.. check2.. eh ..but medicine is the same as the rest.. For a moment there i was bit shocked... better double check.. eh.. why... WHY GOT 2007 ON TOP LEFT CORNER??!!
WHY WOULD MY PERSONAL UNSW PORTAL which i have 2 type in student ID and password show me a date of the January/February 2007 Orientation?! WHat kinda misleading crap is that?
(Some would say "Arent u the moron for not checking properly!?". May those "some", during their next trip to the movies, be seated next to a person who reads out the lines in BM just seconds ahead of the actors/actresses. And he munches on his popcorn. MUNCH MUNCH SLURPPPPPPP.)
And worse, there isnt even a 2008 calander/dates/events on my portal. I had to google it and it came out at some other place on the website. What the heck man. So those of which i told my date of flying off to, well, add 1 week to it. Coz sure as heck aint going 3 weeks b4 my classes start! thats crazy -_-
Anyway, luckily still early so just have to go reschedule my flight. Erghh..
Today. VBS- a kids program in church. Like a camp. but for kids.
I realised that kids this generation:
1. Have crap construction skills.
2. Have very short attention span
3. Less respect to elders
4. Smarter- conventional smarts. Called "seng mok" in canton.
5. Do not listen to instructions very well.
6. Want to get punched in the face by a 19 year old guy who's lacking sleep.
7. Have handphones at std 3-4. Same model as mine summore. Or better.
8. Wants to be stabbed in the face with my clenched fingers.
By kids i mean Std 3 and above.
Now you might be wondering why i would have the strong desire to launch them from a building and see them land safely on the roof. By land i mean crash-land head first. And by roof i mean a pot of molten lava.
Because they scream and shout real loud, producing high pitch supersonic sounds.
I ignored. But into the 30th minute i was getting a slight headache. They were screamin like 2cm from my ears and pulling my hair. I didnt know if i could hit them or scold them coz that stupid girl kept calling her dad with her HP and reporting me. But tmrw ive decided i dont give a shit. And my mom told me i can scold them. So dont be surprised if tmrws post is "Mike-1, small boy-0."
MWAHAHAHHAHAHAHA~
I was about to post lyrics to a kiddie song composed by a guy who according to a 1 std6 boy, has 1 ball. (but i refrained myself)
Kids these days. I never said such things when i was young. "Football? Basketball?Fish ball?" I am good boi.
Ps- There is no such thing as premonition. I lied.
"But but.. Phoebe in Charmed has the pow.."
*Molten pot o lava -1, slightly gay Charmed watcher -0*
The world silently claps.
Just like when they banned Mariah Carey from acting,Rihanna from cutting off that forehead-hiding fringe and NBC from making another season of Lost.
Lost,a show that started out so well but is now meandering all over the damn place.
"Puzzles are meant to be solved, not prolonged. You can only tease viewers so long before they feel like they’re being mocked."
Tuesday, 27 November 2007
Happy Birthday Alice Bong!
i just wanna wish Alice Bong a Happy Belated Birthday!! =)
She's *** years old but still looks young!
She's *** years old but still looks young!
Monday, 26 November 2007
5.5
i finished 5.5 liters of distilled water under 24 hours. From time of purchase, 5.30pm-Sunday, to time of completion, 1.30pm- Monday i have drank that water mercilessly. Below 24h including my sleep time u know.. I am proud. Hope my blood doesnt get too diluted n must go hospital. Read it in newspaper once. "What a dumbass!" i thought.
Friday, 23 November 2007
This has to stop!
(New "happy" song added. The music is so misleading isnt it? Lyrics r funny. enjoy!)
Ok, its 1 am now.. not too bad..
What is it that has to stop? Habit. Which?Poking animals with sticks..Blogging in the middle of the night.
Nearly all my blogs are written at around 2am or so. Yesterdays was really late.. i dont even know what time.
I normally have to strain my eyes and forcefully keep them open while blogging about things ,majority of the time, are totally random, without focus and just down right crappy. Off the top of my head stuff. (If the word "hair" or "hat" even cross your mind, please allow me to prod you off a cliff. Please.)
I was this close *puts thumb and pointer finger together with a gap of 1mm apart* to deleting the post about my kitchen. Blogging in the middle of the night,half asleep, has similar effects to blogging when drunk.
Would you see a sane and sober person shout "I AM THE NEW IRON CHEF!! IRON CHEF 2007 B*!(@*"?
No...
Now what possessed me to write such nonsense? Lets see.
Many years ago, i read on In-tech, a pullout from The Star, about the addiction that is blogging. A new sort addiction. One which causes grown men, professionals, to sit on their toilet seats for hours with the shower on just so they can throw a piece of their mind out onto the internet.For their readers. But more importantly, for themselves. I mean, does one really need to read about your dreams of being iron chef? or the drama of your relationships? or a persons experiences of a party/trip/holiday? And during that time, i thought "lol, these people got no life. So boring. Until must escape from wife so blog in toilet"eee
But now i have been sucked into this blogging phenomenon by evil critters, of whom i shall not name.
"Hmmm.." It then hit me that some people actually "feed" on such things. I mean, would you rather read a person blog about his IT Job: "Today i programmed 010001011010010001 and it changed the world"
OR a teenage girl with some relationship drama: "Then when i told him i love him, He said THANKS!!? LIKE O-M-G. W-T-F" (pronouce letter by letter! DO IT!)
i choose neither.
ok maybe the latter just for kicks.
Ahhh.. its 1.12am and im back to sidetracking, blogging bull and just wasting your time. Isnt it nice? i waste my sleeping time, you waste yours. We can be friends.
Gnite.
bottomline- i will try not to blog too late and maybe once in awhile write things of more substance. Its like a habit. When i touch the keyboard, nonsense just spew right from my spinal cord straight to my effectors of the finger muscles. Yes, its sleeping. Brain, ignore these readers. Spinal cord, u owe them icecream.
ps- i like the song nirms. Nice job from a local band. They're suppose to be performing at OU for the 2nd Flyniversary. oh well..
Ok, its 1 am now.. not too bad..
What is it that has to stop? Habit. Which?
Nearly all my blogs are written at around 2am or so. Yesterdays was really late.. i dont even know what time.
I normally have to strain my eyes and forcefully keep them open while blogging about things ,majority of the time, are totally random, without focus and just down right crappy. Off the top of my head stuff. (If the word "hair" or "hat" even cross your mind, please allow me to prod you off a cliff. Please.)
I was this close *puts thumb and pointer finger together with a gap of 1mm apart* to deleting the post about my kitchen. Blogging in the middle of the night,half asleep, has similar effects to blogging when drunk.
Would you see a sane and sober person shout "I AM THE NEW IRON CHEF!! IRON CHEF 2007 B*!(@*"?
No...
Now what possessed me to write such nonsense? Lets see.
Many years ago, i read on In-tech, a pullout from The Star, about the addiction that is blogging. A new sort addiction. One which causes grown men, professionals, to sit on their toilet seats for hours with the shower on just so they can throw a piece of their mind out onto the internet.For their readers. But more importantly, for themselves. I mean, does one really need to read about your dreams of being iron chef? or the drama of your relationships? or a persons experiences of a party/trip/holiday? And during that time, i thought "lol, these people got no life. So boring. Until must escape from wife so blog in toilet"eee
But now i have been sucked into this blogging phenomenon by evil critters, of whom i shall not name.
"Hmmm.." It then hit me that some people actually "feed" on such things. I mean, would you rather read a person blog about his IT Job: "Today i programmed 010001011010010001 and it changed the world"
OR a teenage girl with some relationship drama: "Then when i told him i love him, He said THANKS!!? LIKE O-M-G. W-T-F" (pronouce letter by letter! DO IT!)
i choose neither.
ok maybe the latter just for kicks.
Ahhh.. its 1.12am and im back to sidetracking, blogging bull and just wasting your time. Isnt it nice? i waste my sleeping time, you waste yours. We can be friends.
Gnite.
bottomline- i will try not to blog too late and maybe once in awhile write things of more substance. Its like a habit. When i touch the keyboard, nonsense just spew right from my spinal cord straight to my effectors of the finger muscles. Yes, its sleeping. Brain, ignore these readers. Spinal cord, u owe them icecream.
ps- i like the song nirms. Nice job from a local band. They're suppose to be performing at OU for the 2nd Flyniversary. oh well..
Wednesday, 21 November 2007
Sometimes...
.... some people just arent grateful..they are never satisfied..a compliment say.. "awesome!"?.. NO! thats not enough!!
Just yesterday i was telling myself, "hmmm.. maybe i should add some music to my blog.. or change the background.." and guess what? just when i thought i left someone in the dust.. she pounced right back up with a super cool layout with nice music too. Unfortunately, only those invited will get to feast their eyes on suchawesome superfabulousness, that is her blog: the slothoworm. Its pretty! Its cool! (THERE! HAPPY?!) haagen daaz? theres one in sunway pyramid 2.... *eats the ice cream* awwww..no more~
Since clicking on the blog, i have been depressed and no longer wish to do anything to my blog..... i just want to sit around the house moping and drown myself in self pity........
lalalala~ twerps! i have no car today la! Thats why! 1st day of my official freedom and i dont have a car! Dad took it coz my bro took my dad's car. Aiyohhh... suppose to go survey laptops.. =\
Aaaaa... didnt get to post this in the afternoon due to many disturbances.. one of which is Oscar (aka No.1 dog in the world) pooping in the kitchen (ok maybe no.2) and i was too hungry to continue.
("dont say shit, say poo")
I didnt have a car, didnt have house key, had to clean dog shit, kill 100 red ants with dish washer and slippers and had no lunch. hmmm.. sucky day? not so..
My dad actually told me he'd gimme back the car when i need it (i told him i'll be going out..) but he was busy. So i asked her to pick me up instead. I went lunch (myself) then off to do some of her errands (in return can get 2 use the car-moms orders) then went shopping with her.
Walked quite allot but didnt really buy that many things.. Why? coz she only purchased 2 things.. 1 of which was rather pricey... by her standards.. (if by mine, everything also pricey! DIE COMMERCIALISM DIE!) but it was really nice.. i did question her many many times "are you sure?" but she was so certain.. oh well, JPA does give their scholars quite abit of money. T-T
Also a random thought of which has nothing to do with anything that happened to me anything during today: I tell you the media really sucks shit..Planting thoughts into people making them think they're looks arent good enough.
Watched the movie "identity" and went home.
Upon reaching home, i felt hungry. Ill take the opportunity now to say this: Sometimes i am shocked at how innovative i am. The pure genius of my actions. (i think such ingenuity is inherent in guys exclusively =p) Let me lay them out.
The power of 10% of a guys brain.
I first thought "maybe should drive to mamak nearby" but was to lazy. So how? COOK! (well not really)
After thinking, i chose a packet of indomee:kapitan flavour over the common chicken flavoured maggi mee.
Tore the packet. Took the small pot. Smack it onto the stove. Should i boil water with electric kettle? But its full of quite hot water already boiled! Boil again means waste electricity=destroy earth. DAMNIT! *pours hotter-than-warm water into pot. Starts fire with the 1st match. (no screwups allowed thank you.)
All the commotion causes my dad to shout something not really audible from the kictchen. "I CANT HEAR WHAT YOU SAY? IM IN THE KITCHEN??"
"Got Pau!" "Got meh?? Where?" "In the fridge" " OK!" I pry open the refrigerator door and scan for the pau. Nothing! See a suspicious looking red plastic bag. JACKPOT! Takes 1 pau! *Hungry stomach takes over mind*
*Takes 2 pau* Screw the mee! Pau can eat faster *brain seizes back control of body- Puts back 1 pau* Can eat both! summore water boiling already. Looks at the very cold pau. How to heat this bloody thing without destroying its texture?? Oven.OUT!steamer..OUT! (never use for years.dont even know if its working.) microwave?will taste weird n abit hard. OUT! ARGHHH.. COOK MEE 1st! Water boils. Mike tosses (yes 3rd person now) the mee into the pot. Looks at clock. 12.16am.
Now here's the important part;
He sees the steam coming out of the pot. Water. Boiling.Steam. Pau. Suddenly it clicked in his mind. All the pieces of the puzzle fit. He takes a large metal sieve. Puts pau ontop the boiling pot. GENIUS move! Not wanting to waste precious time Mike carefully cuts sachets filled with chemicals which tickles the tastebuds. Vege oil! Black sweet sauce stuff! Flavouring powder! Chilli powder! He mixes them ferociously with a terribly short fork. Just his luck for picking that particular fork. 3 minutes up! He switches off the fire not wanting to waste gas. Pau,off the sieve! Mee,in the sieve! Hot water in bowl! Hot water back into pot! Pau back on sieve! Sieve back on pot! Still got steam! Wait! DOnt waste that heat! HECK IM NOT LETTING YOU DISPERSE TO THE SURROUNDINGS FOR NO REASON! PRODUCTIVITY!! EFFICIENCY!! RAAAGHHHHH!!! (War cry btw)
With lightning reflexes, he grabs an egg,forms a crack line (hmmm..lol) and breaks it into the now kinda warm water (but got steam!!!). The multitasking master now mixes the mee with the flavourings. The mee is ready. Egg? *checks* what the heck! still not done. Pau? Grabs it.. wahh top is quite hot, bottom even hotter! Tears it open. Pokes a finger in. -_-" cold! Noooooooo!! But my mee is ready! Must eat when hot. FREAK! *puts pau in microwave - 15secs* egg? STILL WATERY! WHY!!?? Pours out the water.. NO WONDER LA! NOT HOT AT ALL! Restart fire full blast, put abit of oil and bloody fried the egg in the pot. Look at the spontaneity! He grabs the pau and put it at the side of the mee and puts the scrambled egg s next to it! WOW! LIKE... WTF MEAL IS THAT? PAU? SEMI CRUSHED EGG AND MEE??!!
The judges taste it. Judge 1 nods. He likes it. Judge 2 shows no emotion. The crowd boos. and the 3rd.. it all comes down to this. The millions of hungry people are rooting for him. THUMBS UP! THUMBS UP! He's the IRON CHEF of 2007!! A record time! Done by 12.28-including eating it! What a feat!! WE HAVE A NEW IRON CHEF PEOPLE!! BEATING THE LOBSTERS, OYSTERS, SASHIMI and BUDDHA-JUMP-OVER-THE-WALL with some RM1 noodles and mere will power!!!
*mike wakes up*
.................................................................................. (wha.....)
Who hack my blog and post nonsense? B*st*rd....
Just yesterday i was telling myself, "hmmm.. maybe i should add some music to my blog.. or change the background.." and guess what? just when i thought i left someone in the dust.. she pounced right back up with a super cool layout with nice music too. Unfortunately, only those invited will get to feast their eyes on such
Since clicking on the blog, i have been depressed and no longer wish to do anything to my blog..... i just want to sit around the house moping and drown myself in self pity........
lalalala~ twerps! i have no car today la! Thats why! 1st day of my official freedom and i dont have a car! Dad took it coz my bro took my dad's car. Aiyohhh... suppose to go survey laptops.. =\
Aaaaa... didnt get to post this in the afternoon due to many disturbances.. one of which is Oscar (aka No.1 dog in the world) pooping in the kitchen (ok maybe no.2) and i was too hungry to continue.
("dont say shit, say poo")
I didnt have a car, didnt have house key, had to clean dog shit, kill 100 red ants with dish washer and slippers and had no lunch. hmmm.. sucky day? not so..
My dad actually told me he'd gimme back the car when i need it (i told him i'll be going out..) but he was busy. So i asked her to pick me up instead. I went lunch (myself) then off to do some of her errands (in return can get 2 use the car-moms orders) then went shopping with her.
Walked quite allot but didnt really buy that many things.. Why? coz she only purchased 2 things.. 1 of which was rather pricey... by her standards.. (if by mine, everything also pricey! DIE COMMERCIALISM DIE!) but it was really nice.. i did question her many many times "are you sure?" but she was so certain.. oh well, JPA does give their scholars quite abit of money. T-T
Also a random thought of which has nothing to do with anything that happened to me anything during today: I tell you the media really sucks shit..Planting thoughts into people making them think they're looks arent good enough.
Watched the movie "identity" and went home.
Upon reaching home, i felt hungry. Ill take the opportunity now to say this: Sometimes i am shocked at how innovative i am. The pure genius of my actions. (i think such ingenuity is inherent in guys exclusively =p) Let me lay them out.
The power of 10% of a guys brain.
I first thought "maybe should drive to mamak nearby" but was to lazy. So how? COOK! (well not really)
After thinking, i chose a packet of indomee:kapitan flavour over the common chicken flavoured maggi mee.
Tore the packet. Took the small pot. Smack it onto the stove. Should i boil water with electric kettle? But its full of quite hot water already boiled! Boil again means waste electricity=destroy earth. DAMNIT! *pours hotter-than-warm water into pot. Starts fire with the 1st match. (no screwups allowed thank you.)
All the commotion causes my dad to shout something not really audible from the kictchen. "I CANT HEAR WHAT YOU SAY? IM IN THE KITCHEN??"
"Got Pau!" "Got meh?? Where?" "In the fridge" " OK!" I pry open the refrigerator door and scan for the pau. Nothing! See a suspicious looking red plastic bag. JACKPOT! Takes 1 pau! *Hungry stomach takes over mind*
*Takes 2 pau* Screw the mee! Pau can eat faster *brain seizes back control of body- Puts back 1 pau* Can eat both! summore water boiling already. Looks at the very cold pau. How to heat this bloody thing without destroying its texture?? Oven.OUT!steamer..OUT! (never use for years.dont even know if its working.) microwave?will taste weird n abit hard. OUT! ARGHHH.. COOK MEE 1st! Water boils. Mike tosses (yes 3rd person now) the mee into the pot. Looks at clock. 12.16am.
Now here's the important part;
He sees the steam coming out of the pot. Water. Boiling.Steam. Pau. Suddenly it clicked in his mind. All the pieces of the puzzle fit. He takes a large metal sieve. Puts pau ontop the boiling pot. GENIUS move! Not wanting to waste precious time Mike carefully cuts sachets filled with chemicals which tickles the tastebuds. Vege oil! Black sweet sauce stuff! Flavouring powder! Chilli powder! He mixes them ferociously with a terribly short fork. Just his luck for picking that particular fork. 3 minutes up! He switches off the fire not wanting to waste gas. Pau,off the sieve! Mee,in the sieve! Hot water in bowl! Hot water back into pot! Pau back on sieve! Sieve back on pot! Still got steam! Wait! DOnt waste that heat! HECK IM NOT LETTING YOU DISPERSE TO THE SURROUNDINGS FOR NO REASON! PRODUCTIVITY!! EFFICIENCY!! RAAAGHHHHH!!! (War cry btw)
With lightning reflexes, he grabs an egg,forms a crack line (hmmm..lol) and breaks it into the now kinda warm water (but got steam!!!). The multitasking master now mixes the mee with the flavourings. The mee is ready. Egg? *checks* what the heck! still not done. Pau? Grabs it.. wahh top is quite hot, bottom even hotter! Tears it open. Pokes a finger in. -_-" cold! Noooooooo!! But my mee is ready! Must eat when hot. FREAK! *puts pau in microwave - 15secs* egg? STILL WATERY! WHY!!?? Pours out the water.. NO WONDER LA! NOT HOT AT ALL! Restart fire full blast, put abit of oil and bloody fried the egg in the pot. Look at the spontaneity! He grabs the pau and put it at the side of the mee and puts the scrambled egg s next to it! WOW! LIKE... WTF MEAL IS THAT? PAU? SEMI CRUSHED EGG AND MEE??!!
The judges taste it. Judge 1 nods. He likes it. Judge 2 shows no emotion. The crowd boos. and the 3rd.. it all comes down to this. The millions of hungry people are rooting for him. THUMBS UP! THUMBS UP! He's the IRON CHEF of 2007!! A record time! Done by 12.28-including eating it! What a feat!! WE HAVE A NEW IRON CHEF PEOPLE!! BEATING THE LOBSTERS, OYSTERS, SASHIMI and BUDDHA-JUMP-OVER-THE-WALL with some RM1 noodles and mere will power!!!
*mike wakes up*
.................................................................................. (wha.....)
Who hack my blog and post nonsense? B*st*rd....
my very 1st photo upload
Double post! (take that!)
Anyway before i left PIKOM, i discovered a few pictures on the server and stole them with my handy thumbdrive.. heh3..
This is an event in a bar/pub called Paradisso at The Lodge Paradise Hotel. Its the shittiest hotel ever. I heard it was old. When i was doing promotion, some of the most common reactions were "Next to Wisma Genting? Is it Istana hotel?" "There's a hotel next to Istana?" and "Interesting..."
The hotel walls look like its never been painted in a couple of millenniums. Cracks on the wall! I was like "wth is this crappy place" but then the bar,shockingly, was nice (compared to hotel).
This is the entrance to a bar called "Paradisso"
Btw ext to the stone path are streams of water ok! just that cant see.
My colleagues at the event.
From left to right: (Top)Me, G'ny,Victor. (Bottom) Grace,Jen,Nurika,Molly.
mike: get that thing done now!!
When its still bright. the side view.
Can u spot me?
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No wonder not enough food 1st round.
Nearing the end. A few more people enjoying the band called MP3. -_-" Its made up of ex-pikom chairman and few other friends. One guy (not in pic) was a really good singer. Good voice.
Ahhh.. will miss the people there. My colleagues are really nice. One thing i commented to my boss prior to leaving was that people here are nice.
Gnite all. Uploading pics are really a waste of time..
Anyway before i left PIKOM, i discovered a few pictures on the server and stole them with my handy thumbdrive.. heh3..
This is an event in a bar/pub called Paradisso at The Lodge Paradise Hotel. Its the shittiest hotel ever. I heard it was old. When i was doing promotion, some of the most common reactions were "Next to Wisma Genting? Is it Istana hotel?" "There's a hotel next to Istana?" and "Interesting..."
The hotel walls look like its never been painted in a couple of millenniums. Cracks on the wall! I was like "wth is this crappy place" but then the bar,shockingly, was nice (compared to hotel).
This is the entrance to a bar called "Paradisso"Btw ext to the stone path are streams of water ok! just that cant see.
My colleagues at the event.From left to right: (Top)Me, G'ny,Victor. (Bottom) Grace,Jen,Nurika,Molly.
mike: get that thing done now!!reality- she's incharge of this event. Dont know why im pointing around. lol.
When its still bright. the side view.
Can u spot me?
....................................No wonder not enough food 1st round.
Nearing the end. A few more people enjoying the band called MP3. -_-" Its made up of ex-pikom chairman and few other friends. One guy (not in pic) was a really good singer. Good voice.Ahhh.. will miss the people there. My colleagues are really nice. One thing i commented to my boss prior to leaving was that people here are nice.
Gnite all. Uploading pics are really a waste of time..
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