Sunday, August 31, 2008

My Homecoming Merdeka

Woke up at 7 in the morning that Saturday morning. Couldn't sleep. Because it was time to fly!
My friends had all gone and I was alone in the room that's situated at the corner of the top most floor of the hostel, Nice(pronounced as Nis). Dom was elsewhere before I even get to wave him off. Quan's brother and mom personally came to pick up his stuff on t
he TOP MOST floor. Nelson and Eddy were already crashing at their friends house to hit Sunway Lagoon. Teo was kind enough to leave an apple behind on his table and texted me to remind me to have a healthy breakfast. So I packed up, in the deafening silence I had a look around the room to make sure nothing was missed as I stood at the doorstep(Nelson was perpetually reminding me to turn off all switches and lock all windows just cause he doesn't want to come back to see the room end up looking like a typhoon hit it or got charred black. Heh, pffftt so what, no big deal x))
*Klick Klack* I hammered the lock that was, as usual, being stubborn.
Kuang said, "Hayden, let's go." which was quite a common phrase I got used to from him and I was glad at this one. It was time to leave this "home" for the real one!
I had Kuang & Pei Chen for company though their flight was at around 1.40pm to Kelantan whilst mine was at 3pm back to Miri. It's definitely costly to eat at any airport. We ate at McD's and the cheapest meal there begins with rm11. I had an upgraded Big Mac meal and it was definitely filling(I believe the large coke did the most job).

I have to admit the journey home is never pleasant and I still feel the effects of motion-sickness from riding a taxi, a train, a bus, an airplane, and finally my car x) but it feels dame good to be home! :)

New potatoSLAM Poll is up. CAST YOUR VOTES!

YEAH! The new potatoSLAM poll is good to go! On behalf of potatoSLAMmers, I would like to apologize to the frequent viewers and supporters of our humble blog for not living up to the "monthly" poll due to difficulties in bringing quality to our poll. WE definitely try* our best x)
This time credit goes to ChrisJVK for bringing the ideas and selections for this current poll just to coincide with the ending of the Beijing Olympics and Merdeka 2008! Enjoy!

Here are the results for the previous poll:
If you have to rob a huge bank, who will be in your heist crew?
1. My best friends. ---------------------------------3
2. Ocean's Eleven.Of course,I'm the Boss. -----12
3. Barney & Winnie The Pooh. -------------------9
4. Blackwater Mercenaries. -----------------------3
5. Make history by pulling it all off - SOLO.----12

Monday, August 25, 2008

Curtains Fall: Beijing Olympic Games 2008

29th Beijing Olympic Games come and go
Started off with a wonderful opening ceremony
Went on with an exciting turn of events
Ended with an incredible closing ceremony
The standouts; we'll now see

Usain Bolt, Jamaica - too fast, should go for doping test
Usain Bolt took to the tracks
Was vying for gold with Tyson Gay and Usafa Powell
Bolted his way to 100m gold with a new world record
Bettered that feat to 200m gold with another new world record
Teamed up to win 4 X 100m relay; another gold and a new world record

Michael Phelps, USA - too gay, should check his swimming suit
Michael Phelps looked like a gay at times
His swimming feats throughout the games sure were gay
I lost count of the records he manage to break
The fact that he hauled up 8 gold medals
And won the 100m with a 0.01s margin; the silver medal dude sure dulan

Some participant I forgot who, N/A - the splash was like...LOL
Women synchronised 3m platform dive was great to watch
Not that they looked hawt or beautiful as some looked like crap
It's the precision of their water entry that was mesmerising
Something which one of the participant didn't achieve
She spinned in the air as she dived but didnt make it in time; landed horizontally like LOL

Liu Xiang, China - from hero to zero
Liu Xiang was the face of Chinese athletics
World record holder was vying for gold in 110m hurdles
In Athens he was in no-man's land
In Beijing he was a hero
Took off his shirt before the start as if he so man; then abandoned his run due to injury :(

USA Dream Team, USA - how many MVPs in that team kan...
In basketball there's the USA dream team
Humbled to a bronze in Athens
But Kobe and crew dunked their way to gold this time
No teams got within single digits against them
Hosts China got knocked out in the quarters; Yao Ming cant wait to get back to NBA action

Lee Chong Wei, Malaysia - silver nia nvm...got Datukship leh!
And of course there's Lee Chong Wei in badminton
At times looked unstoppable in his semi against Lee Hyun Il
Then met Lin Dan and his partizan crowd in the finals and LCW's face was as white as dough
Played like an amateur and got destroyed by the lo siao face Chinese 12-21, 8-21
It was so terrible that 12 + 8 isn't even 21; but if Badawi happy with silver can liaw lo

And so China was the overall champion
Not surprising as they were the hosts
2012 London Olympics is next up
Hopefully Chong Wei will play better for gold next time round
But he just got himself a Datukship; Datuk Lee Chong Wei vs Lin Dan sounds like a gg

Sunday, August 17, 2008

A Saturday V

A Saturday V
On a certain Saturday,
In the dead of the night,
When the frogs began to play,
And crickets hit the symphony right.
All this,
Out of sight.

We were literally distant,
She spoke for my choice,
Close to silent,
But her voice,
A sorrow concealed within,
This was not her usual self.
Her grief vaguely showing.

Nevertheless, it was made clear,
The unlikely end made its appearance.
It was all that she had to fear,
Which led to blame without vengeance
And desolated her will.
All hopes turned false,
Her backup plan yielded nil.

I did not grasp flawlessly,
But I definitely tried to
Give her hope sincerely
And maybe pull her through.
I was certain,
Though I tried to light her a candle,
Her grief was still present.

It was quiet,
I unconsciously detected,
But we were not tired,
Hence I was deeply affected.
She denied everything,
But I constantly acknowledged her.
So the clouds were slowly departing.

I have not seen it likely,
But I can feel her smile,
Nearly perfectly,
Like she is freed of her denial.
She laughed her hushed merriment,
As we gave amusing remarks,
And lived a joyful moment.

I was contented and all,
But it was too soon,
For the curtains would eventually fall,
Then came the full moon.
But it was for her gracious being
That I must accept this.
And maybe,
Just maybe later,
We might meet back at those crossroads,

And have a beautiful walk together.

Jokes for sometimes! Political!! barely!!

A setback in Iraqi-American relations

Saddam Hussein and George W. Bush meet up in Baghdad for the first round of talks in a new peace process. When George sits down, he notices three buttons on the side of Saddam's chair. They begin talking. After about five minutes Saddam presses the First button. A boxing glove springs out of a box on the desk and punches Bush in the face.
Confused, Bush carries on talking as Saddam laughs. A few minutes later the second button is pressed. This time a big boot comes out and kicks Bush in the shin. Again Saddam laughs, and again Bush carries on talking, not wanting to put off the bigger issue of peace between the two countries. But when the third button is pressed and another boot comes out and kicks Bush in the privates, he's finally had enough, knowing that he can't do much without them functioning well. "I'm going back home!" he tells the Iraqi. "We'll finish these talks in two weeks!"

A fortnight passes and Saddam flies to the United States for talks. As the two men sit down, Hussein notices three buttons on Bush's chair and prepares himself for the Yank's revenge. They begin talking and Bush presses the first button. Saddam ducks, but nothing happens. George snickers. A few seconds later he presses the second button. Saddam jumps up, but again nothing happens. Bush roars with laughter. When the third button is pressed, Saddam jumps up again, and again nothing happens. Bush falls on the floor in a fit of hysterics.

"Forget this," says Saddam. "I'm going back to Baghdad!"

Dubya says through tears of laughter, "What Baghdad?"

* * *
Who would have been President?
Bill and Hillary were going down a back road and stopped at a gas station.

As the worker was filling up their car, he said to Hillary "I went to high school with you". She recognized him and agreed with him.

Later as they were driving down the road Bill said "If you had married him you wouldn't be married to the President".

Hillary said "Oh yes I would--he would be President."
* * *

Make the world happier
Bill Clinton, Hillary Ramrod Clinton, Al Gore, and Tipper Gore are flying aboard Air Force 1 on their way to visit the Communists to share their success stories about taxing Americans.

Bill: "Why don't I throw this hundred dollar bill out the window and make someone very happy."

Hillary: "Well, why don't you throw ten hundred dollar bills out the window and make ten people happy."

Al: "Why don't you two jump out the window and make me and Tipper happy."

Tipper: "Why don't we all jump out the window and make everybody throughout the United States and world happy."

* * *

The development of a new stamp
The Post Office briefly considered issuing stamps with Bill and Hillary's faces on them. However, test marketing verified that the customers would spit on the wrong side of the stamps.

* * *

The Adventures of Bill Clinton
It's Friday night and President Bill is working late in the White House.

Suddenly the big, red telephone on his desk rings.

[President Bill]
Hello! Hello!

[Voice on the line]
President Bill! We have a report that Boris Yeltsin just ordered the launch of all Russian missiles in a full-scale nuclear attack against the United States!

[President Bill]
Oh no!!!
He said he wouldn't do that!
That dirty, rotten jerk!

Bill slams the phone down. He goes the receiver back in the red telephone's cradle.

President Bill grabs the briefcase next to his desk, whirls the combination locks, flings open the lid, and jabs in a series of top-secret access codes. A voice comes over the briefcase speaker.

[Voice on the line]
Mr. President, is this a drill?

[President Bill]
Listen to me.
We're being attacked by the Russians.
Launch a full-scale response immediately.

[Voice on the line]
Are you sure, sir?

[President Bill]
Yes!!!
Fire the missiles!!!
Fire the missiles now!!!

[Voice on the line]
OK Sir, we're launching them this minute.

[President Bill]
Thank you, son!

The speaker goes silent and President Bill collapses in his chair. Suddenly, an aid flings open the door and bursts into the room.

[Aid]
Hey Bill! Neat joke, huh?
Sounded real, didn't it?
Attacked by the Russians! What a gag!
Hey, you want something from the kitchen, Bill?
How about a pizza or something?
Say Bill, are you OK? You look kind of pale.
You OK Bill?
Bill???
* * *

Asking the Wizard of Oz
President Bush, Dan Quayle, Ross Perot, and Bill Clinton all traveled together to see the Wizard of Oz. Upon arrival, they were brought to see him.

First, President Bush went to see the Wizard and said, "Everyone says I have no compassion or feelings, I wish to have a Heart". So the Wizard said, "So be it".

Second was Dan Quayle. He told the Wizard, "People think I'm unintelligent and have no common sense whatsoever. I want a brain. The Wizard said, "So be it".

Third to ask the Wizard was Ross Perot. "People say I have no confidence, and I lack conviction. I wish to have some courage". The Wizard granted this wish as well.

And then Bill Clinton approached the Wizard. The Wizard looked at him and said, "Well, what do you want?" To which Clinton replied, "I'm here for Dorothy!"
* * *

Helping the United States of America
One night, Bill Clinton was awakened by George Washington's ghost in the White House. Clinton saw him and asked, "George, what is the best thing I could do to help the country?"

"Set an honest and honorable example, just as I did," advised George.

The next night, the ghost of Thomas Jefferson moved through the dark bedroom. "Tom, what is the best thing I could do to help the country?" Clinton asked.

"Cut taxes and reduce the size of government," advised Tom.

Clinton didn't sleep well the next night, and saw another figure moving in the shadows. It was Abraham Lincoln's ghost. "Abe, what is the best thing I could do to help the country?" Clinton asked.

"Go to the theatre."
* * *

What are you doing there?
A man was walking along when he spotted a small boy busily constructing something. He approached the boy and was shocked to see him playing with cow manure! For lack of anything better to say, he asked, "Little boy, what are you doing?"

The boy replied, "I am making George Bush with this manure, Mister."

Now thoroughly taken aback, the man asked, "Why are you making George Bush? Why not make, er, Bill Clinton?"

The boy answered, "Oh no Mister, I can't make Bill Clinton."

"But why not?" asked the man.

The boy replied "Well, Mister, there isn't enough here to make Bill Clinton."
* * *

President Clinton meets some voters
President Clinton is shaking hands with the voters after being elected for the second time.

"Pleased to meet you," says one old man, "I've heard a lot about you in the past few years."

Clinton laughs: "You can't prove any of it!"

* * *
Clinton at the May Day parade
The May Day parade in Moscow is the largest, most important military parade of the year. For 1992's parade, Yeltsin and Gorbachev invited Bill Clinton to come watch it with them. The parade commenced with a battalion of tanks, followed by a division of infantry, followed by armored personnel carriers and mobile artillery. They had mobile ballistic missile launchers, electronic jamming vehicles, and throughout the entire time the formations were overflown by squadrons of the most advanced interceptors, fighters, and long-range tactical and strategic bombers.

Clinton, who had never been this close to war in his life, was suitably impressed. Then he noticed that, way back at the end of the parade, there was a disorganized, messy bunch of men in rumpled suits tagging along behind the last artillery pieces. "Who are they?" he asked.

"Ah," said Yeltsin, "those are our economists!"

"But I thought this parade was military..." said Clinton, confused.

"Mr. Clinton," said Gorbachev, "have you SEEN the damage those men can do?"
* * *

A new dog at the White House
Bill Clinton is walking a dog around the White House lawn early one morning.

He walks it past the guard's post, and the marine says "Mr. President, is that a new dog?"

Clinton smiles, and replies, "Why yes, I got it for my wife."

The marine looks at the the dog, looks up with a smile and says, "Excellent trade."

* * *

The punishments in hell
A man dies, and he's looking in the gates of hell.

There he sees John Kennedy with an incredibly ugly girl. The man turns to the Devil and asks why John Kennedy is with this hideous looking person. The Devil replies, "Well, John has done some bad things in his life and that's his punishment."

The man looks around a little more and sees Bill Clinton with a beautiful model. The stunned guy asks "What's Bill Clinton doing with that model?" The devil replied, "Well, that model did some pretty bad things in her life."

* * *

Writing a new policy that will change America
Bill Clinton has just had a major new policy decision that he thinks is going to "save" America. He decides to talk it over with Senator Dole.

Dole says, "Well Bill, the Republicans aren't to sure about this. Why do you go back to the White House and write a 20,000 word essay on your ideas, aims, etc. If you give it to me by 8 A.M. tomorrow, we'll think about it."

So, Bill goes back and does probably that hardest night's work ever. He really puts his heart and soul into the paper and proudly hands it over to Bob the next morning.

Bill was told to come back the next day when the republicans would pass judgement. The next day, Bill again trudges in and Bob says, "Well Mr President, we were impressed with the paper, but there were a couple of spelling mistakes. Here's the deal. I'm giving you a pair of dice, and if you role 1 to 11, we won't pass it."

"But what if I get a 12?" Bill asks. And Bob replies, "You get to roll again"
* * *

Thats all for now! till next time guys/girls/peeps!
*note: now cant on9 here and there bloody busy T.T but anyways see ya!

Friday, August 08, 2008

A Fresh Start For or Or orh?

Eh what la you guys don't post liaw mer? I don't see Rol's freetime feedback, nor Hay's or Bui's freetime posts, nor VK's daily freetime whatever posts. Anyways, I'll just continue my story before me lunch.

We checked into our room, handpicked since we registered quite early for foundation level. After some cleaning up and a bid farewell to we parents, we moved on towards the lives of independance. Doesn't sound that extravagant anymore now, doesn't it? xD What was stored in hand for us was the dread of all beginnings - Orientation Week. The days began with LOTS of briefings; made snoozers and losers out of us. But still we prevailed with useful sorts of information gained, with what we thought was good enough - but it wasn't. Our facilitators were our coordinators during the orientation week, who held utmost power in manipulating us freshies.
*Note: The following sentences to come may be exaggerating and hyperbolic and may be up to the reader's extent to think, fantasize or refer back to logic for assistance. Still, there is still reality written in here and should not be mistaken for imagination.

There were merciful facees who adhere popularity among the weak hearted and those seeking sanctuary. Even though peace was given, it only lasted a moment. There came in facees with iron grips and strict confidence in their nature which were most feared among freshies - The Discipline Department.
Those characteristics can be related to situations where we had a fun time after moral activites where everyone was laughing and enjoying with the hearty games. Then after a quick minute, our mood would be turned to silence and despair when the person in charge of assessing our every wrong movement, came in. This was the time everyone knew that we won't be going home 'alive' but we'll be heading back, faces down.

Now it became customary in UTP that everyone shud arise from their seats the moment the word 'Announcing' came unusually fast out of the speaker's mouth. This may sound easy but the problem wounded us when we had to get our butts of our seats in a split second. Maybe a good exercise for the senses and the legs especially; but doing that at 1am in the morning after a tiring and hectic day seemed to encourage our grouches.
The words do come fast after having a look at our perfomance. The speaker commented,"Too. Slow." Slowly he speaked to ignite the tone of looking down on us. When some of us smirked, he would say in his usual slow and cool but firm voice, "Don't smile. I don't like. Your smile."( This sure shut me up xD) With that phrase said, it became a motto well known to us freshies.
What more to say is that we were forced to memorise and sing the Uni's anthem as well as Petronas' too. With respect they treat it with alot of spirit until the speaker can call us all "Rubbish." with added effect he also claimed "This is the. Worst. Batch. I've ever seen in. My life." We were pinned down I guess.

Forced to sing the song with hardships because the song did not have a one-sided tune; but there's even a "Alright guys, u sing it like this. Girls, u sing it like this" So we received comments like "Why do I still hear some of the guys singing the girls part?" Seriously, a song to be respected for such a depth in tone controlling.
We practised for 2 nights until nearly 2 in the morning. On 1 particular night, (I missed out a serious info beforehand) after we were released at 1.30am from the soaring of our throats, we headed back to our villages/hostels to rest in peace for the night. Unexpectedly, to me, I was disturbed by a switch of the light in our room. Then I asked Bui,"What's up?" still half-awake looking at my watch which read 4 in the morning . "Time to go", came his reply. Only then did I notice a constant and perpetual ringing of bells going on outside and people shouting and banging on doors.

I got up, took my handphone and wallet, and walked out to the field ground; where everyone in the village gathered. I sat down with everyone on ground as ordered and noticed that the people standing were facees. One of them stepped up and said "Nice guys. You are all officially dead. You've all been burned." That's when I realised that the situation called for was a Fire Drill. To save us all from burned, we were dropped with blastings of icy water from the firehose. All we could do was 'shiver'. That was considered our revival back to life from being burned as well as our morning bath.

WELL, I'll stop here for now. As usual I haven eaten lunch yet. Now I'm starving. Catch you guys later! PS: Post up guys!