Friday, July 24, 2009

Back from the Dead


Hello everyone! Anybody misses me ?




* crickets and toads chirping and croaking *




Guess not. Bleh...




Anyway, as you can see I havent really updated my blog in a while. No, its not like I have lost the drive to blog or anything.




First, my router at home kinda blown its fuse so...there, no internet for like a month's plus already.




Second, I wanted some time off, because of...well... a series of unfortunate events which unfolded recently in my life.




Some things, I realize, you just cannot pen into words. Some things, you just cant solve on your own. Some things, you just have to let the hand of God pave the road for you.




I've learned a lot from my ordeal actually. I've learn to always choose my confidants carefully and wisely. I've learn never to trust Snakes. I've learn my destiny is NOT ALWAYS within my grasp and there will always be other FORCES intervening.




Ah well, I guess I should stop here before this becomes another emo post. BTW, the router at home is still broken and those freakin TMNET fella's just wont come over to fix the damn thing. And my mom keeps scolding me sayin, " C lar, all because of you, online evyday until the fuse "sot" edi!" :D




Wakakaka...




K lar...I got to go! Be back for more updates :D





*Beam me up Scotty *

Monday, June 15, 2009

20 Secrets Men Keep



Okie, I got these when I stumbled upon Marie Claire's ad on Yahoo! Seems interesting enough to pique my interest so I decided to go peek see. Here's the list of the so-called secrets MAN keep plus my dua puluh sen's worth.


WE LIKE TO CUDDLE

Mmm...couldnt agree more! I cuddle anytime, anywhere, even during my sleep, I cuddle my Patrick Starfish Bolster. Yes yes...I'm pathetic, so go screw yourselves.





WE THINK WE ARE GOOD IN BED


I love the elaboration's of Marie Claire on this one.


And she quotes, " Men are taught that confidence solves just about anything. You can be making a total mistake, but as long as you're confident, it will turn out okay. This may explain why we are so clueless at what we are doing in bed, but we act like we know."

This is soOoOoOO COMFIRMED, dont ask me how :D

GETTING TOO TIPSY ON A DATE IS A TURNOFF

If WE'RE going to be all drunk and shit, why bothering having a date at all...sheeshkebab'z...some people!




HEAVY MAKEUP IS A TURNOFF

This is I so agree. For one thing, WE dont want to go out with A CLOWN on date. Second, WE definitely dont want to get make up all over our lips if you WE kiss you on the cheeks. Third, I'd faint on spot if I were to see that 2-3 mm thick make-up/foundation crumbles, cracks off your face like its a mask hiding some hideous monster within!

WE PUT PRESSURE ON OURSELVES TO GET MARRIED

Mmm, this is true I guess to a certain extend. WE'VE all got ambitions, and with ambition comes the necessity to sacrifice freedom. Marriage further deteriorates the amount of freedom you'd have left, plus not to mention having to forgo your ambitions a couple of months, or years.




WE WANT TO BAIL THE MORNING AFTER A ONE NIGHT STAND

Yeah! Better get out before the chick wakes up and become sober again! Run!!!

YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND OUR SPORTS OBSESSION

" What is so interesting about 22 men on the field chasing a stupid black and white ball ?"

Sounds familiar or not ?

WE ARE AFRAID OF COMMITMENT

Commitment means that I've decided that the woman I'm settling down with is perfect and there is no one else out there for me. Commitment means I've found my soul mate, that I am completely secure with myself, and that there should be no going back. I don't know about you, but all of that is PRETTY HEAVY. I think the old adage "Girls mature faster than boys" comes into play here. Commitment is a sign of maturity, and it just takes some of US longer.

Im only 23 for GOD'S SAKE!!! The same age as Christiano Ronaldo and Rafael Nadal!!

SOMETIMES WE DO BLAME YOUR MOOD ON PMS

So ever wonder why WE all treat YOU extra nice at the end of the month ? Myth debunked! WOo HooOO!!




WE GET JEALOUS BECAUSE WE'RE INSECURE

This I dont quite agree. Me ? Insecure ? I dont know bout' the rest of the dude's out there, but if there's somebody hitting on my chick in front of my own eyes, I'd probably call the maxillofacial surgeon on-call to get ready to fix the fella's face after I MYSELF am done "hitting" on HIM.

WE HATE IT WHEN YOU TRY TO HARD TO BE ONE OF THE GUYS

Nah...this one I dont agree too. I think its cute :)

WE NOTICE WHAT YOU'RE WEARING

On inspection, the chick looks so pretty damn hot in that red dress, curves are normal, no abnormal bulges, no displacement, ...now I'll proceed with palpation.....

WE PLAY HARD TO GET...AND WE KNOW IT

Even WE can be picky, OK ? :D

Okie, I can see ladies dreaming of stabbing their high heels into my skull. Gotta run...:S
* BEAM ME UP SCOTTY!!! BEAM ME UP BEAM ME UP!! *

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Smooth~ Patrick...REAL SMOOTH~


Today, while trying to re-arrange my file's and at the same time deleting the useless ones in my external hard disc, I somehow managed to DELETE MY ENTIRE MOVIE COLLECTION!


Obviously, before deleting a file, there would be a window pop-up asking the user whether he REALLY WANTS TO DELETE FILE. Even if the user click YES, WHICH I STUPIDLY DID, the amount of movie files and info's were so ginormous that it couldnt have fit into the Recycle Bin, so it would have popped another Window to ask the USER, which is ME, whether or not I want to DELETE THE FILE PERMANENTLY!


Guess what...I somehow, someway, managed to click YES. Within a matter of seconds, all my hard work, all my precious movies, all my instant entertainment vanishes before my eyes!


Man, I guess sometimes my fingers work faster than my brain could think! Bummer'z!!!


So in a spite of panic, I quickly downloaded a data recovery software, only to realise later that...AN EXTERNAL HAS NO BACK BACK UP SYSTEM!!! SO MY MOVIES ARE GONE FOREVER!!!! NOOoOOOOOoOOO!!!!


So there goes my Lord of The Ring Trilogy ( EXTENDED VERSION! ), there goes my Bourne's Trilogy, there goes my Original Sin ( wahh!!! that was a classic!! ), my Matrix Trilogy, my this my that, my precious!!!!


GONE!!!


Smart Patrick.....REeEeeeEEeEeEEAaAAALLlLLllL Smart!!!


* Patrick bang's head on his dinner table repeatedly *

Friday, June 12, 2009

Surgeon's Conference



Doctors Conference -


Five surgeons from big cities are discussing on who makes the easiest patient to operate on.


The first surgeon, from Singapore, says, "I like to see accountants on my operating table. When you open them up, everything inside is numbered."


The second, from Bangkok, responds, "Yeah, but you should try electricians! Everything inside them is colour coded."


The third surgeon, from Bejing says, "No, I really think librarians are the best, everything inside them is in alphabetical order."


The fourth surgeon, from Jakarta , chimes in, "You know, I like construction workers... those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over."


But the fifth surgeon, from KL , shuts them all up: "You're all wrong. Politicians from Malaysia are the easiest to operate on. There's no guts, no hearts, no balls, no brains and no spines. And the head and the arse are interchangeable!"

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Morality...what is it ?



Morality, Ethics, Code of Honour, Bushido-ism, whats in all these word ?


EVERYTHING...and lately, NOTHING.

Often, people make their decision, commonly a life altering one, based on these codes of conduct alone. Often it leads them to their own peril and worse case scenario, TO THEIR DEATH. In our so-called well-mannered society, the common premise is that ITS THE RIGHT THING TO DO. Do it, and you're a hero, you'd be viewed as the PERSON WHO DID WHAT OTHERS COULD NOT, sometimes, MATYRED even.


However, sometimes, doing the opposite may not be so bad. People might not see it the way the person does, but at least HE SAVED HIS NECK RIGHT. And everything else...is COLLATERAL DAMAGE because of HIS DECISION. It aint easy to make, ok...sometimes it is, given a desperate situation EVERYBODY IS NOTHING and THE PERSON'S EVERYTHING.


Of course then the relevant question to ask here is, wont he feel GUILTY ? Answer to that is obviously a YES...and NO. Some people do it with a sense of satisfaction, like SELLING HIS BEST BUDDY OUT. But some people, with a tinge of morality and ethics left in him, would feel guilty. Probably haunt him his whole life, probably made a lot of enemies, probably would die anyway, probably would lose a few things but in the end, NO ONE'S TALKING. NO ONE'S gonna jeopardise anything NOW THAT THEY'VE GOT WHAT THEY WANT.


Somebody's got to be the FALL GUY sometimes.

The truth is, this whole morality ethics bushido or whatever crap you want to call it, its all BULLSHIT. At least from what I can observe from our current generation and era. With the economic downturn looming and hitting almost anybody's who's anybody here in this stupid planet, its pretty much every man for himself. People might not realise it, but eveybody's fighting and flipping tooth and nail just to survive out there. Its the freakin' jungle safari man! A DOG EAT DOG WORLD. Everybody's scrapping for bits and crumbs on the table, shoving, pushing and elbowing their way through.

NOBODY GIVES A SHIT ANYMORE. Morality, hell...you can just throw it out the window. Because it doesnt exist anymore. Every decision people make, even the world leaders, hey! They've got an agenda behind everything. People dont say anything really, even when its done in front of their own eyes.

Know why ? Because even though on the outside, everybody in this world's a Saint, deep down their subconscious, they all know, ITS A NECESSARY EVIL.

Well, now it beckons.



BECAUSE EVERYBODY'S GOT A FREAKIN SKELETON IN THEIR CLOSET.

Some people GOT LUCKY. NOBODY FINDS OUT. But others AINT SO LUCKY. So what do they do, they keep quiet. Some berates the other for their misgivings, shortcoming, mistakes, foolishness and the whole freakin' shebang. But GOD KNOWS THEIR LUCKY.

I'm saying all this cause' now I believe, no matter people say, it just purely hypocritism. What can I say, I'm a hypocrite myself. Im not saying Im a Saint. But isnt it irritating to see people whom you'd thought you know backstabbing. Isnt it irritating to see the so-called HOLIER THAN THOU'S well...being HOLIER THAN THOU when we all know its just an illusion.



What can I say, even Priest screw the Altar Boy in the confession box !
So what is morality ? What is ethics ?

Is it a tool of hyporcritism, or a shroud to cover shield the eyes of the masses from the truth, the reality ? You decide...

Im not always into these cryptic talks, but times have not been kind to me. I just need to share my mind.

This is Pat, signing out. * Beam me up Scotty * :)

Monday, June 8, 2009

Shootin' Ma Hoop'z


Strange, I have always felt that my hometown has this weird effect on my body. Here's the thing, I havent touched a basketball for almost 2 year and I havent exercised as regularly as I would have liked for obvious reasons.

So when I headed back to the place where I shot my first hoop, I was expecting to be "killed" out there by those annoying secondary school kids from Green Road, Sg Maong and Chung Hua. Oh, and definitely not forgetting my old time playing "buddies" and gangsta' basketballer wannabe's with all their usual pathetic dyed-hair-do and gangsta clothes.

Yea, imagine guys my age or 2-3 years older showing up at the basketball court in Sky Garden with long bleach, blond, red, green, purple rainbow hair, wearing designer t-shirts and jeans coupled with matching flip flops, with a Dunhill cigarette in their mouth shooting hoops like its nobody's business. Yea, I grew up playin' ball with these guys. They're pathetically idiotic, but their b-ball skills are top notch. :D

* I still wonder till' today, how on Earth could those guys run around, jumping in their tight/baggy jeans and smokin' cigarette at the same time! *

Anyway, like I said, I thought I would be killed out there but suprisingly, I still have my touches, my skills are still there, albeit a bit rusty, and my stamina's still like what it used to be! Maybe its the adrenaline, maybe its the joy or returning home, or rather, my homie's in Sky Garden's hoop joint got lousier with time. I went there with not much expectations and returned victorious after THREE 4 on 4 match wins, Patrick -aided of course :P. But anyhow, I was playing them secondary school brats and didnt have the time to test it against my Gangsta' homies.




So I would definitely be back tomorrow for a round of hoop shoots! :D


Makes me wonder why I was never a phenom in my uni days, but when I'm back home, my skills kinda level 3-4 times higher, I become faster and I shoot better. Maybe cuz' B-ball court in USM suck, with their lower than standard hoops and poorly maintained B-ball court.

Still, strange land this Cat City.

Oh well, like they always say,

AINT NO PLACE HOME :)

How true indeed :D

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Home Sweet Home


There is no place better than home...


How true indeed...


:)