An e-mail to NTV 7

I was checking my mails while turning on NTV7, it was showing MNN Entertainment which covers top news, sports, fashion, entertainment and stuff. There was a short report on A Cut Above Academy's year end hair show by the student. A Cut Above Academy is something like a hair dressing school. To my horror, I saw one of the reporters (named KC and he's a guy) that is nick-named fashion guru wearing a tight collar white tee with a black "tie" or ribbon or whatever that is around his neck as a tie.

I've got to warn you, KC is a built man, his arms a too huge for the tight tee and it's like anytime he will burst out of his tee like incredible hunk.

It's horrible, really horrible. so, i decided to write an e-mail to MNN NTV7. below is the content of the e-mail

Dear editor,

I was watching the midnight repeat of MNN entertainment this morning (19/1/06) and I saw KC in the a cut above function. to my horror, he was wearing a tight tee with a so-call-tie. If he is called the "fashion guru" please make him dress in something better. A tie tee surely makes him seems like he is going to break trough his tee anytime, and the tie or whatever that is sure looks weird on a tight tee. For god sake, if he is named fashion guru and is going to introduce more fashion for the NTV7, please make him wear something more sensible.

Thank you.


We'll see what's the respone like.

Sharky getting drunk

I will be starting to drink my half a liter of bacardi lemon starting at 9pm tonight. lets hope that i can finish it before i get drunk.




I shall tell you how will i end up. puke? drunk like hell? i don't know. we'll see about that.

10 things we hate about guys

1. sissy. Being like the primary-school-girls-go-to-toilet-in-a-whole-group is not going to make you look cool. The "if you go the I go also" thingy doesn't work for guys.

2. The girls-like-me attitude. Just because a few girls confess that they like you does not make all the female in this world likes you. Just because we treat you good doesn't mean we have a thing for you. Mom told us to love the "special" ones.

3. Keep the bedroom thingy to yourself. We are not interested in how you fuck, how "tight" or "lose" the girl's "hole" is because most probably your cock is tiny.

4. Don't come back from overseas with a fake ascent. It's stupid and it's not attractive. Learn from movies are not advisable.

5. You are not as smart as you think you are. Just because you earn a few bucks more then average then you think you are good in everything while we all know you sucks in everything but we don't want to make you look like a loser because we care about you.

6. When you talk about your past achievement, we pretend to be shocking and admire you a lot. Honestly, sometimes we just want to make you happy without telling you we have better achievement then yours.

7. Don't tell lies to impress us. We hate liars most.

8. We are not those bitches who are after your money. If we are really into your money, your bank account will be dry now and we could dump you ages ago.

9. If you want to court us, just confess. We hate guys who can't decide things. If you can't make up your mind, we'll date the next guy and forget about you.

10. When we say no firmly, we do mean NO!

Birthday Song

visited a friend's blog, saw his entry on birthday and remembered that my birthday is near again.



pazuzu/Alvin's blog

Since last year, I hate all kinds of celebrations.
I didn't have the mood to celebrate CNY (Chinese New Year),
I didn't really want to celebrate my birthday,
I think Valentine's Day sucks because I don't a boyfriend back then and a few dinosaurs are flirting at me which makes me want to puke.

back then, I welcomed my birthday by talking crap online. i actually hope that no one remembers my birthday so it will be treat as a normal day. But then, the unexpected always happen.
By the strike of midnight, a friend in KL actually called and sing happy birthday in english and cantonese, after some talking and some wishes, i hung up the phone.
And then , Alvin called. I had no idea how he manage to call me and sing happy birthday while playing his guitar (he is in a band and his band's name is channel 1.

It was cool and he sings well! Anyway, wish him all the best on singing Happy Birthday to the person he likes this year. Lucks man!

Virus!

Was cleaning my messy room and I found a booklet with the title that is rather scaring

VIRUS BUILDING TOOLS AND SCRIPTS

that was a title for my assignment for the subject : Information and Communication Security Issues (ACT) back in college.

well, there is an introduction - summary of the whole booklet. Next is the types of virus builder or also known as virus constructor which means the software use to create virus, well, normal ones like visual basic and Unix are also use to create virus. eg of some REAL virus builder,virus constructor utility and stalker X Constructor. Then I have macro virus constructor to create virus for, yeap, u guess it, MICROSOFT WORD, EXCEL, POWER POINT AND ACCESS!

then I talk about types of virus, we have macro virus which you can actually "accidentally" create them really unintentionally, e-mail virus that blow your server and annoy all your friends in your address book by duplicating, and "hide" itself with nude photo of Angelina Jodie or One Night In Paris and send to them. Boot virus, file virus bla blew blew.

this is the part I want to talk about. When I read the part about file virus, there is this line I bet I don't have any idea what the hack is that back then.

" file virus will infect low lever function such as DOS driver calls, INT25h and INT 13h, which will make it become stealth."

I have no idea what the hack are those back then and I have no idea what the hack they are now.

and I talk about prevention and laws and regulations. And this is the part that amuse me. I actually found the source code for Anna Kournikova virus, ILOVE YOU bug and Melissa virus. Impressive right?


the source code is still available! Pay me and I'll give you the address. muah ha ha ha

Gays and ak kua

A very funny chat I had with a friend about gays and ak kua. Below is our conversation


friend says:
LLH from anta
I says:
that one is ak kua lar
friend says:
he got fired from anta .. cos harrasing student lah
I says:
gay and ak kua different lar
I says:
izit
I says:
how come
friend says:
u say leh ..
I says:
walau eh??
friend says:
my fren oso victim
I says:
the one in MMM de right?? ak kua one? with glasses?
friend says:
yup
I says:
he harras guys ah?
friend says:
yala..
friend says:
of cos lah
I says:
how?
friend says:
i'm not sure ..
I says:
touch guys'private part?
I says:
or carrassing guys?
friend says:
i donno lah ..
friend says:
jus know he got fired cos of this nia
I says:
u didnt ask... haizz....
friend says:
ask who? ask LLH ah?
I says:
then he go there do what ler?
friend says:
hahaha
I says:
ask the victim lar...
I says:
interview them
friend says:
business development

that's our topic of today. gays and ak kua. i would like to define the differences between the two.


gays: guys who like guys. who are into guys only, girls that get naked infront of them, their "brother" won't "wake up". They are crazy of Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise, Orlando Bloom, Colin farell etc. BUT, they still want to be man.

ak kua: guys who thinks they are girls. They are just stuck at a man body. They want to become woman, have boobs, get pregnant. They want to chop off their "bird" and change into a hole and get that "bird" to go stay in their hole. And they like guys too.



Brad Pitt in dress.



excuse me, I need to puke. Give me a minute.

uwekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!

I rather look at Johnny Depp's in Edward scissorhands look





ahhhhh......That's better.

gays or ak kua, they are just bastards that want to snatch the getting extinct species call guys from us girls. ak kua get bigger boobs they our tiny NATURAL boobs. (man! I have no idea why guys love boobs that are bigger then the size of their head, I bet dying in boobs is the best way to die.)

they will touch and squeezes guys bumps if they see some hot guys. They will even touch their chess, caress their arms, admiring their strong arms that can hold them tight.

I need to puke again.


uwekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!! wekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!! blekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!

give me another sec. wekkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!

I am not prejudice at gay, gay are fine with me. Leslie Chueng, Elton john, George Michael. But if guys start getting intimate with another guys... I'll start puking.

ak kua that are pretty are still acceptable. But ak kua that are still very "manly" are causing me


uwekkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!

I remember the time, we have this sign at the toilet door of the college "NO GIRLISH BOY ALLOWED IN THE GIRLS TOILET" to prevent ak kua from using the girls toilet.

weeekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!! I remember the very gross ak kua in college.

ok, I can't continue on, I need to puke now. We'll talk about this another time.


uwekkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


note: names and place names has been change to protect myself from getting sue personal privacy

i have a bad mouth

As I was "bad-mouthing" about myself this afternoon, the bad luck actually stuck me till tonight.


















I'VE GOT A. E. R. O. P. L. A. N. E. D
(that bugger doesn't deserve a big huge boeing 747 or a real cool sonic jet)

Yeap, by a really good friend of mine (i'll let you figure out who that bugger is) who said want to go clubbing with me.

somehow i have a bad feeling for this year, especially clubbing.
1. i stand between pubs waiting for people i don't give a bloody damn about, walk here walk there meet people i don't give a shit who they are
2. my really really "virgin" night of "clubbing" was at 1st Jan night, where me and my friend and my boyfriend spend the night at woclands at Jalan Ban Hock. I had a bad fight with my boyfriend.
3. on the 1st Friday night, I've got aeroplaned really hard.


life sucks!

2005 & 2006

On the last day of 2005, I:

1.cut my finger
2. lost my 40k per annum job
3. have a big fight with my mom.
4. spend my last 30mins doing something stupid.

On the first day of 2006, I:
1. had period
2. jobless
3. fight with boyfriend.
4. spend my first 2 hrs doing something totally dumb

it's not so bad, right?
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.
it's going to be a good year.

B. U. L. L. S. H. I. T.

it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.
it's going to be a bad year.


yeah, it is a bad year.

how i welcome my first moment of 2006

warning: whatever you are going to read is extremly boring, please bring your pillows and blanket and if you have soft-toys, remember to hug them while you read. in case you fall asleep, do not blame me.

i can discribe my last moment of 2005 and first moment of 2006 in really short:
1. leave home at 11.30 31/12/2005
2. reach trivillion mall.
3. cheer for 2006.
4. reach grappa at 12.30am 1/1/2006
5.reach earthquake at 1.30am 1/1/2006
6.reach home at 2.30am 1/1/2006

woah!!! i heard u say. go 3 place, so happening ah? well, let me make you feel bad because i feel bad about myself. here's a more complecated version.


leave home.
reach trivillion mall.
look for someone.
shake hands, welome 2006.
wondering around.
calling others, looking for people again.
go to grappa.
walk around at soho.
stand between grappa and soho.
meet some people, shake hands and pretend to be happy and smile at them
waiting for someone else again.
went over to earthquake.
because some idiots who mistaken celebrating new year is to get too drunk and were fighting at each others so we stand outside of the place and wait for someone else again.
go home.

yeah, i know, how this spell.

B. O. R. I. N. G.

let, me tell you more. i was wearing a 3 inch high heels, a very low cut v-neck dress and i was wordering around the place and standing in between pubs. i feel worst then a prostitute because my legs were aching like hell and i was bored till death.

i am a complain freak and here's my complain. here what really really really happen.
we reach trivillion and start looking for someone by walking trough the really crouded place. shaking hands of people i dont know and dont give a damn while pretending to be happy and smile all the way. Trivillion was having this street party and everyone was cheering and dancing and having a great time. i don't know why, but this must a tradition for "kuching-knights", call and look for their friends whenever they reach pubs and discos, shouting "where are you?" when you know he/she is in the place. can't they just look for their own fun then look for more friends and squeeze at a tiny table and sharing 4 cans of beers among 10 people? their idea is to be the more the marrier(1st, save cost on all the liqour because soomeone has paid it and they can just jump into the table and court girls. 2 or 3 person cannot have fun because they have to share the cost of the liqour.

and at midnight, there were these balloons "falling down" from the celling and lots of people were bursting the balloons to get the tiny number that's hidding in the balloons. there were aunties and babies in the crowd too. well, one thing for sure, you can "found" your friends in the crowd because everyone "happen" to be there.

then, there is this friend of a friend at grappa and they call one of the guys to go over to the place. so we went over. the whole place was so crowded so we stuck at the shop between soho and grappa, chatting with friends and do the "kuching shuffle" (dancing by road side). and then, wait for a friend of a friend again. and after waiting for that friend, waiting for another friend of a friend.


i can't stand girls who "shake" hands by just touching your hand only. if this is how you "shake" hand, then don't even show your hand because your hand is so precious, you can't shake it or there will be wrinkles. who the fucking hell do you think you are? oops, sorry, you are the queen of kucing ah? (yeap, cats! i purposely spell it this way) soli soli.

at the end of the day, what i have was, wait for people, standing around like a prostitute, shake hands, waiting for more people, standing by the road side, and go home.


my last day of 2005 and 1st day of 2006, i didn't touch any alcohol!suprise? i am an angel you know?