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Whatever happened to just watching TV?

Its the school holidays, so its not unusual if u see your siblings who are still schooling stuck in front of the telly. God knows they resisted the temptation (willingly of forcefully) to indulge when its a school night.
Mum had promised ichin (9 yrs old) that she would get to watch as much TV as she wanted when its the holidays. So, i wake up in the morning (morning/midday actually ;p) and i would find her on the couch, watching shows with bizzare animated colored cretures, in a pose usually with her butt on the edge of the seat.

I sometimes join her on the couch. Often time resulting in me changing the channel to Travel or Starworld. Of course she grumbles and walks away from the telly, disinterested of course.

So ok, thats normal u might think, but not for me. It mystifies me now why she does not nag on like she usually does. Fyi, following a sudden takeover of the telly, by yours truly of course, a slight war usually follows. Me with my skills as an older brother trying to persuade her to let me watch a Seinfeld rerun, and her giving her usual "Its not fair, i wanna watch" speech.

Now, there is just silence……she raises the white flag up even before the first exchange of words takes place. So here i wonder, where does she go? What happened?

I did not think of it much at first, but as i was enjoying my comedy dose, a faint giggle came from my room.. 0_o? apekah?

Wut the? why is ichin giggling on about? i was naturally curious (like i am about a lot of things apparently), so i went to have a look on wat on earth she was doing in my room.

"ichin, wat are u doing?"
"i am watchin on your kopite"
"watchin wat?"
"utube"

err..(-_-")

who taught her about u tube? it never cease to amaze me on the rate she is growing up. I remember being her age. being clueless..and here she was high surfing the net, watchin u tube to boot!!!

mum still has problems opening her email…;p

dad brought her to work one day, and let her loose on his computer at the office

ichin: "papa, where’s ur mozzila firefox?"
dad : "err, my komputer is old, why do u need it"
ichin: "to watch u tube!"

so u might think that the telly is giving a big influence on kids nowadays. well then, i guess we have something more to worry about….YOUTUBE

i duno wat she watches there, usually random videos of spongebob and homemade videos. She giggles although i see nuthin funny about them, children are so easy to please.. A shot of the nostrils will send her into a fit, and a video of them flaring (kembang2 idong) will make her go nuts.

If only everything else remained that simple. (~_~")

as i am writing this, she is poking her head every 5 mins to see if im done with using the computer.

"Is it my turn yet?"

"soon ichin, soon"

time is relative, subjective, so unbounded its perception that no justice can be done to figuratively describe it. we take it for granted when its not envy of us, when its not breathing down on us, pressuring us…but when time is the very thing we strive for, it seems that the stranger we left outside our door has now broken into our ignorance and has turned ruthless..making us eat every second we wasted before..through our noses..

its a funny thing,
time can move ever so slowly when ure in an uncomforable spot. Say u were to sit beside a blazing furnace, 10 seconds can seem like forever plus one..anxious to get ur butt out immediately, and cursing all the way why is it taking so long for it to be over..
but if u were to sit beside a loved one, someone u enjoy being with..an hour can seem like ten minutes, a day passes by far too quickly..for all u care, forever doesnt seem like a bad idea..and of course,u’d still be cursing..because time was just coming too fast for u..

ive thought to myself countless times, if time travel was made possible, to wat point of time would i go back to? wouild i like to change the past? would i like to look into the future?

if u had ONE chance to time travel, wat wud u do??

the thought of going back into the past was enticing.. u could go back and mend any wrongs u did, any past regrets that has been keeping u hostage all these years can vanish..but then, how do u decide which events had the most effect on u? how wud u know,that mending past mistakes wont lead to other mistakes afterwards? they say that there is a turning point in everyone’s life..that exact point that really defined wat u will become, wat kind of a human being u will grow up to be..im not sure about u, but i just cant seem to find that one particular point..

some might want to go to the future..wanting to know where theyre headed..yes, i myself would like to see how i wud fare in the world, say 10 years from now..will i be rich?have kids? still be single? own a ferrari?
all of us have our own ideals on what kind of life we want to lead in the future..we have it all played out in our brains, how big is the house, wat colour is our car, and yes, all of us imagining to be filthy rich..
so, with all the ambitions in mind, wat do u think will heppen if u were to time travel into the future, and find urself not to your own expectations?
guys:
chickless, houseless, and stuck in a dead end job
girls:
hunkless, houseless, and being fat

it seems that ure preparation all these years have gone to waste doesnt it?
and to top things off, theres that space time continum thing, so the future u see, is the future u get, no change2 ke, nak tukar2 alternate future ke..that wud probably suck..ur future is bleak, u know it, but u cant do zippy about it…

watching Back to the Future, time travelling seems fun, but when i rili think about it, it can have some dire consequences..

some day, sam brilliant scientist is going to find a way to really time travel, and hurrah for him..but if i was asked to test it out, go into the past or future..id tell him a big fat NO..

wat defines us is our past, i wont change it because im happy with who i am
and we live in the present and move for the future,
its not the destination, its how we get there.

its the holidays, and im here stuck at campus..
its not a matter of not being able to go back home, its a matter of not being able to go back home with a clear head..they say ure not supppose to bring ur work back with u home, but i guess theres just some stuff u can leave behind..
not implying that im a workaholic..God knows how far from the truth that is…me?workaholic?..more of a lepak-holic…

sometimes i wish that work would magically be done by themselves, sit around on our bums and voila, finish!!!..if only..;p

couple of days back, had a get together..kinda like a makan2 cum family gath..u know, get all the aunts and uncles together and hear the chit chat on this and that….i do like these gatherings, make me feel blessed to have such a large family (9 aunts 2uncles..and a batallion of cousins)…although only some came, it was enuf to fill the house…

in the midst of all the hullabaloo, all i had in my head was,
"where the gulai kambing at??"..go figure…;p

herm…
before, when i was a chumpy kid..(still am chumpy)…at these family gath, id wud hear that usual comment

"oloh2, sehat nyoh~"
or
"besa besa anok2 u lonih", saying to mum of course
and my favourite
"guano koho bulat nih? supo pinge muko sore2"

and theres some other bits and pieces they said…conclusion…not fun…(-_-")

but the other day during the recent family gath, i got new comments..0_o?

"tinggi nyoh fasyan…guano nih?"

"koho seroh napok lonih"…^~^

so ok, its kinda like a compliment…i think…i mean, it is isnt it?
hahahaha

its amazing how much u can change over the years..we may not notice it, but our aunties sure do!!!

only when we open our wallets and catch a glimpse of our IC photo we realize…damn, i look like someone id like to beat up dulu…

some of us have our faces so round, u cant see the blue backdrop in the passport photo..

some of us so thin, all u can see is the blue backdrop…

as of now, im not sure if the change in me mentally and physically is going to be for the good or for the worst..but for all i care, i like changing…u wudnt want to be stuck the same ol u now wud u??

I AM ME

wat are we but actors and actresses on this open air stage, where things come as they go, scenes in life be the object of critisism by others, and  evryone  can never seem to be who they really are..there is no larger silver screen than our view on the world..no larger casts of artisans than that of the people around us..no horrific life events impossible or improbable (minus all the sci fi stuff)..

to view the world as an almost perfect place can almost be fictional..some imagine the world as a placid place, away from all the waves of all things terrible..

theyre dillusional…

yes, some may argue that the world isnt perfect bla bla yada yada….but in my opinion, its not the world that’s not perfect, it the people living in it that’s imperfect..but rather than saying that we,humans, are the cause of a lof of our own damn troubles, we blame it generally on the world..planet earth being commited for our selfish crimes

our first instinct is to blame others for our own failures

it seems its the trend nowadays..i myself have been guilty of this crime too..

being the one accusing is bad, but being the one accused is worse..
"its ur fault that we failed"
if its slightly bit true, then we can do nothing but come to terms with the fact that we screwed up, shit happens..
"im sorry" seems like a good start

but still, pointing fingers is just a crappy escape

TO ERR IS HUMAN (corrected)

i bleed, i breathe, got no wings to fly, no cape to wear, i make mistakes

its not the world,sometimes its ABC (area beyond control), but we cant blame it on the earth..nature has its laws,its our fault we didnt follow them..

the defining moments for me to know a person, is how they handle failures..
fail and point to someone, ure goin to fail the rest of ur life..

failures who continue to fail are those who think others have failed them,and havnt bettered themselves

failures who succeed are those who knows they failed,moved on and have bettered themselves

a person who does not know but thinks he knows, is a fool…avoid him
a person who does not know and knows hedoes not know…is a child, guide him
a person who does know, but do not know he knows..is a dreamer, tell him
a person who does know, and do know that he knows..is a leader, follow him

just my two cents in writing

why do kids these days seem to grow faster??

i wudnt have noticed it myself if someone else hadnt pointed it out…the other day, i went on a family outing to Subang Parade..the whole family went, jalan makan angin sorta thing..
as usual, if my sister went along, it wud be either me or mum or any of my other bro who wud hold her hand, u know, just in case she gets lost or sumthin..
that day, i was on hold-her-hand duty, so while parading thru the massive, holding on to i-chin’s hand (we call her dat, her real name is nisrin), she suddenly let go..and the following dialogue ensued

me: i-chin, hold my hand, nanti u get lost..
i-chin: i dun wan to, i tired
me: nanti u get lost, bang-ngah kenot find u
i-chin: heloooo…im nine bang-ngah..
(a moment of silence from me)
o_0..??..did she just say ‘helooo’..did she just blonde talk to me??

me: how about u hold my pinky, just in case..
i-chin: ok2, hmph..(makes a sour face)

ichin at 5 or 6 yrs old..cant remember

so okay, she maybe nine now, but where the heck does she learn to blonde talk??..it seemed just yesterday she was a little sweet bundle of giggles..can dukung her here and there..

i blame it on cartoon network,(-_-")

my bro after me, rite now 15 yrs old, is oready taking 0-levels exams..learnin add maths, fizik and stuff…i learned most of those stuff at 16 yrs old..even the education system seems to suit a more hyper youth growth rate..

the more younger generation seem to grow faster, while i cant help feelin like i age at a snail speed pace..my bro who is 11, asked me wheter he cud update the flash codec for my comp…0_o??

at 11, i was scared to even touch the bloody keyboard..

and owh, he want to buy a new school bag at TROPICANA LIFE…double 0_o?

yeah2, i know that this is the information age and so forth..i just wonder, will these people have a memorable childhood like i did?..going to the padang, main tepi longkang tangkap berudu, naik basikal sampai eksiden and having a bloody knee..kids these days are too tied up with their mobile and chat and frenster (cough2x)…

i can rest assure that i have some intersting tales to tell to my kids and grandkids about my childhood,about how i use to spend time petang2 time skolah rendah..but can the same be said for those living their youngster years drowned behind their flashy mobiles internet alter ego..

kids grow up faster, but i dont feel like im getting any wiser…

all i can do now, i just let it flow, and maintain my cool…

discussion prior to the start of construction

these babies are RM 400 a piece!!!

some of the less work moments

bot test run

‘minor’ adjustments..(-_-")

more on the way..

every screw,nuts,bolts,all working in unison with each other..it really is a beautiful thing..

OUR ROBOT MOVES!!!!

after countless hours of labour, our robot can finally walk.rolling high on its 4 inch wheels…like a babys first steps, it wasnt smooth,and although it just inched forward…but go forward it did..and thats all that matters right now….before, it was a pile of aluminum, now its a WALKING, GRIPPING and RELEASING pile of aluminum!!!!

i dubbed thee, Droidmaster 1  XP

there isnt a word that can best describe the feeling i have right now…hours of man labour now finallys seems worth it..all those long nites seems worth spending…yes, before this our confidence has been swayed, staggered, unsure of how it’ll turn out..but tunite it seems, it didnt turn out all that bad..

there were times when we felt like running full speed into a wall..felt like we wanted to just throw that pile of metal to the dogs..

PRESEVERANCE!!

presevere we did, and thank GOD we did..if not it’ll just be another pile of scrap metal in the corner (me macam tau which robot will end up being scrap metal..;p)..huhuhu

got no pictures to share rite now..ill upload it as soon as i get my grubby hands on it..

rite now, it needs improvement, fine tuning and stuff..hopefullly in the future it’ll ride more smoothly..God willing

shud be fast asleep right about now..body’s tired..mind’s scattered…but the pillow right now doesnt seem to be too inviting…

staring blankly in to space, day dreaming (favourite hobby of mine)…tgh2 kusyuk tuh, saw a cicak (WTF do u call it in english??), and it totally snapped me out of my daze and got me into teringat kembali muvi Cicakman

yerp, im one of the poor saps who had enuf guts and not enuf smarts to watch the ruddy muvi..and for u poeple who havent watched it and can find it in u to go a nd watch it..DONT!..with every fibre of my being, im telling u not to go and waste u precious cash or time on it…

ure goin to feel like a total DUMBASS once the muvi’s over…ure goin to hate urself for wasting two hours of ur life watchin the ruddy movie..ure goin to feel like u want to cause someone a great deal of pain…and of course u will want ur money back..

ill give it a little bit of credit..the CG didnt suck quite as bad as id imagine..but the plot seriously needed some tuning..suck-ass scripts wth suck-ass plot..not to mention the costume was utterly disgusting..ive seen hobo’s with better clothes on than that cicakman costume..

and the fight scenes…lets just say, ive seen retarded kids act out a fight scene more realistically…(-_-")

as someone delicately puts it…"if u want to experience a slow and painful death,watch Cicakman…"

i will raise my glass do that one missy

and please, ive had enuf of Apek in the malay muvies…get some other people to act for the love of GOD!!!!! coz his act…its gettin old…

as of now, the most promisgin local muvi ive seen has got to be SEPET

keep it simple, keep it real, and itll keep me watchin

yerp, me writing here in this blog is a sure sign of me on holiday..been on holiday for quite a while actually, but never really gotten round to blogging..yet..so here goes

my creative juices have all been sucked away mecilessly by my recent finals…DAMN IT!!!..so my poor writing can only be naturally, and delicately blamed, on the insane driving finals i just had to go thru..which by the way, i hope, with all the microbes within me, i havent failed..

call me lazy, call me a bum,or call me a handsome opportunity waiter if u want (snigger2), but i sure as hell dont know wat to do at home other than laze around on my buns staring at the ceiling..it drives me nuts to find that i cant enjoy myself at home..WTF…im at home for pete’s sake!!!..there must be somethin this pathetic lifeform can do to fill his time!!

why am i so lost at home??

perhaps its because its been quite a while since i was home..made me lost my sense and place .my daily routine i abide militarily at campus suddenly had to come to an abrupt end as soon as i stepped in the house..if my day use to start at 12 p.m and sleep time wat after subuh..here at home, im expected to be fast asllep,dreaming of cows and sheeps, by 11…argh..i luv sleep, dunt get me wrong, but the young blood in me craves for sumthin more!!!..theres mapleys to attend to, teh o ais limau at the bistro with my name on it!! chics to hit on!!.;p

when ure used to roaming around the streets of tronoh and chitter chatting with ur buddies over the casual teh tarik at mamak stalls during the wee hours of morning, tucking in early can suddenly seems….boring…

mum once said that the best times are when ur in ur college/uni years..and i aim to make that a motto i wil pass on down to my kids, and their kids, and my kids kids to come..

say ‘aye’!!!

and to make matters worse, ur broke..open ur wallet to a gaping hole staring right back at cha..

bored at home, nak kluar tak berfulus..right…chemistry for a not so fun holiday..

however, holidays does mean i can finally catch up on my reading..been quite a while since i dug into a really good book, and lucky me, dad just came home with a pile of it..although i think most of them are motivational books, im not a picky jerk in that dept..ill read thru anything if im bored..even read thru a shopaholic once..o_0

no, im not a big fan of chic lit..just happend to stumbled upon it once…or twice..

and owh, its my favourite time of the year…DECEMBER..hahahhahaha!!!

wanna guess why??? XP