Updates..sort of

The sudden onslaught of a disgraceful coup d'etat in the silver state triggered my healing factor into overdrive unleashing an adamantium-laced berserker rage to decapitate pepper spraying amphibians of the fairer gender, while im betting 50 ringgit notes in a resurrected (albeit in a post-credit-multiple-ending form) deadpool on a blonde caucasian's leakage which at first listen failed to induce any ear-gasm of any sort thus cementing his legendary status of 'most disappointing return in the brief history of time'.

AMGZ I IZ BACK

If I were a boy even just for a day
I'd roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted
And go drink beer with the guys

And chase after girls
I'd kick it with who I wanted
And I'd never get confronted for it
'Cause they stick up for me

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man

I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
So they'd think that I was sleeping alone

I'd put myself first
And make the rules as I go
'Cause I know that she'd be faithful
Waiting for me to come home, to come home

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man

I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

It's a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake
Think I'd forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

But you're just a boy
You don't understand
And you don't understand, oh
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you wish you were a better man

You don't listen to her
You don't care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
'Cause you're taking her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
But you're just a boy

If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.
If you follow the alone star, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.
If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

If you ever feel ashamed, my love will get you home.
When there's only you to blame, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home,
Boy, my love will get you home.

I've been living with a shadow overhead
I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I've been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past
I just can't seem to move on

I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need them again someday
I've been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
Oh oh oh

I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine
I've been searching but i just don't see the signs
I know that it's out there
There's got to be something for my soul somewhere

I've been looking for someone to shed some light
Not somebody just to get me through the night
I could use some direction
And I'm open to your suggestions

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart again
I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end

Oh oh oh

There are moments when I don't know if it's real
Or if anybody feels the way I feel
I need inspiration
Not just another negotiation

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart to you
I'm hoping you'll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I'll be there for you in the end

Oh oh oh

Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.

Jinuary Goodies

First,Happy New Year to the 4 readers still checking this blog out.Your loyalty will not be rewarded.

Anyway,here's showing some love (no homo) to a homie of mine,the very talented,exceptionally gifted and extremely cunning linguist Jin Hackman aka Provokalizt aka Incognito aka P.Diddy aka Puff Daddy LOLLL.Jokes aside,dude's killer punchlines and deft wordplay would reduce weak emcees to shreds.For more of his bio and songs,check out his myspace, facebook and website. And he's dropping his debut album, Jinius At Work,end of Jinuary 2009.But before that, there will be some sneak peeks at some of the tracks from his album at Cloth and Clef in KL on 14th of Jinuary.Support your local hip hop this auspicious Chinese New Year month with a Free Show at C & C with Jin Hackman rocking the set and a Prosperity Burger! (Burger not included)

jovial putatortle

The other day I was bumping Rogue Squadron's stellar -_- mixtape in my car while going home from work,and was listening to this particular track from Familyboy titled After World Funeral.Maybe it was a stressful and tiring day,or maybe it was bjork's haunting voice looming over the track,what happened was I kind of spaced out while I was driving and listening to the song.And I was crossing a roundabout.Luckily bjork ain't got shit on me and I managed to snap out of it and maneuver my way across said roundabout without having my head smashed into my car's windshield.Fuck a swan-suit,damnit.

Awkward pause.


I mean not that pain means shit to me,being somewhat unfuckably invincible and all(or so I believed),but I don't think I can afford to crash my car again.

Speaking of car crash,after three weeks my car is still at the mechanic.Since there were tales of repairshops that replace your car's genuine parts with Taiwan-made ciplak stuff,I decided to take it back to Eon to have it repaired and claim my car's insurance. One thing about crashing a car:the frustration and angst was not so much about getting a bigass dent on a side of the vehicle,its the sheer follow-up work that comes with that.And not having a car for the next 3 weeks.Just to have my car repaired using my insurance claims requires me to go to the bank to get the car's ownership cert,going to JPJ to get a verification on my driving licence to prove that I drove more than 2 years (since I lost my driving licence before,and without verification I need to pay RM400 to Eon),going to the insurance company to get a copy of the cover letter or preferably the policy,and of course making and getting the police report.Notice that I separated the making with the getting,since you have to wait a day to get it because apparently the police's mission is to fuck with you by not giving you a report on the spot.Then again I heard that you need to pay ten bucks to bribe them to speed up the process,which being the stingy bastard that I am do not really agree to.Come to think of it the mechanic at Eon is probably waiting for me to pass him a RM50 note to speed things up too.

So for the past couple of weeks,I need to wait at the bus stop near my house like an ass and hail a cab to work,which cost me six bucks a trip for a 7-minute drive.That I can live with,however the 7 minute spent in the taxi listening to an old fart talking non-stop about his extremely mundane life/extremely skewed views on politics is quite unbearable.Imagine a person talking to you about how his neighbour is 'stealing his water supply' (Which I highly doubt one can do) and how the friendly staff at the post office doesn't give a fat fuck about his plights (maybe because its highly improbable) while attempting to give you the rough estimated amount of water he actually uses per day and how it does not have a positive correlation with the water bill.RIIIIGHT.

There's this chinese saying: one eats rice, but do not know what it really costs.Or something like that.My parents used to throw this pseudo-proverb at me whenever I wanted to buy something,implying that I know squat about the high price of whatever I wanna get.Basically,it is usually used by person A who fork out the moolah to buy stuff,to person B,who requested for said stuff. This phrase hits hard when you are shelling out your hard-earn salary to pay for whatever that you previously took for granted.Now every month when I get paid I need to put aside money to pay for my car loan,my laptop,my insurance,my petrol,my food,my internet bills,phone bills,and whatever pirated DVDs that I buy.You could actually hear your wallet wailing in despair and agony as you take out that RM50 note to buy the WCP Booty Bus:Hardcore and Uncensored series.Now I know how my dad felt.To feed us and put us through school I mean,not buying the WCP Booty Bus thingy.

Yes We Can

" If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.

It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.

It's the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.

I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he's fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation's next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House. And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics - you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to - it belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington - it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.

It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.

I know you didn't do this just to win an election and I know you didn't do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime - two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor's bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America - I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you - we as a people will get there.

There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can't solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it's been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers - in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.

Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House - a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, "We are not enemies, but friends...though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection." And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn - I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.

For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can.

A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America."

- Transcript of the acceptance speech from Barack Obama,44th president of the United States of America

It's Hip Hop Literature Time,Boys and Girls!

Some of you reading my blog may have notice the name Rhymeweaver popping up here and there every once in awhile.For those who do not know, dude's a,in his own words,a struggling rap artist hailing from Malaysia but currently studying in New Zealand (where the milk powder are melamine free) to be an English teacher. I met him in a friendster group for hip hop zealots,and RW, being the experienced rappuh that he is,taught us noobie rappuhs some tricks and shiznit on multiple syllable rhymes,recording techniques and other boring stuff to non-rappuhs.Anyway,I did a little post on his stuff awhile ago,and this will be another 2 cents worth on his new mixtape,The Rhymeweaver Presents THE MIXTAPE SERIES VOL. 1:Music From and Inspired by Classic Literature,or TRPTMSVOMFAIBCL, for short.Which is not exactly short.But I digress.

As the mouthful-of-a-title suggests,the mixtape contains 5 songs that took their sources from famous classic literature (well to some of you anyway),which includes Billy Shakespheare's Macbeth (Ambitions as a Rider),HP Lovecraft's The Shadow Over Innsmouth (Night of the Deep Ones),and a couple of songs on the Holocaust and Hitler (Maybe RW read Mein Kampf as inspiration besides Maus),and one Persian poem,Layla and Majnun.OK,to be honest,I haven't read some of the original works before,so I cannot bitchfit and wail about how RW should omit or include certain parts of the original works into his songs.But not knowing in detail the classic literature could be a good thing since it won't spoil your experiencing RW's intriguing tales.But of course those who know the original work can easily relate to what RW is talking about.And now I have no idea what I am talking about.Anyways.

I remembered when I first encountered RW,he introduced himself as 'a rappuh that specializes in multis'.And this mixtape is sprinkled with multis all around,which IMHO is no small feat because the songs are basically stories told through rhymes,and every line that follows the previous must have a connection,therefore it is amazing that he can spit lines of multis that makes sense and does not interfere with the flow/plot of the story.With his vivid storytelling,fantasy worlds with eerie creatures,meticulous plans of murder and the horrors of genocide comes to life.

I did notice though that RW likes to end a lot of sentences with 'pair words' (well that's what my teacher calls it anyway)with the conjunction AND in the middle ,such as:
breathing and crying
good and faithful
bruised and painful
pain and hardship
corruption and evil
servants and friends
bitches and wife
spouse and his son
slow and hobbling
oval head and round ears
cold and rigid
etc etc...

I am not sure whether RW purposely use this type of rhyming or he wrote it without realizing it,I for one whore this technique to death when I was writing essays in secondary school,and personally I think pair words are excellent for describing scenarios and ..well all sorts of stuff.But it sounds kinda good on the ears lol.My favorite track off the mixtape is without a doubt Night of the Deep Ones (watup Jin!),where RW describes a creepy encounter between a man and some locals of a small town,which turns out to be bizarre hybrid fish-man creatures. RW told the story with such clarity that you can actually see the whole tale unfolds in your mind's eye.Not really feeling the love story though (The Eye of the World) since I am just a bitter cynical bastard.

For those who like classic literature told with a breath of fresh air,download this mixtape quick, or preview it here.I'm sure you won't regret it.For those who like dumb shit club songs,go download Nelly's new album and give this mixtape a miss.Another reason why you should at least give RW a try is because dude's a hardworking man; he actually included in the mixtape: the 5 songs,the lyrics,cover artwork,notes about the songs,the original works,RW's biography,RW's links, preview of his upcoming mixtape,link to feedback,AND a subscription.ALL FOR FREE. Respect,homie.

through the wire

'Hey..I think we are going the wrong way,' said Yuva,my colleague at work.She was sitting beside me in my car,and we were waiting at a traffic light on the left lane of two lanes.

"Really?" I frowned,looking around, trying to make sense of the roads,sign boards,and landmarks around me.We were in the Tasek Industrial Estate,where multinational companies and gargantuan factories nestled side by side. Huge lorries and trucks slowly lumbered along dusty roads while relatively smaller vehicles like ours weaved in and out.Most days of my work I would be going around places like these,making appointments with lab heads,purchasers,managers and the like in hope of making a deal,selling some laboratory instruments or analyzers.

"I hate to say this,but you are right,"I muttered.We had been trying to locate a certain company for more than 15 minutes,to no avail.The feeling of frustration prompted me to make a hasty decision.

"We need to make a U-turn,"I hissed at Yuva.

'But how?we are on the left side of the lane.'

On my right side was a car,and behind it a huge truck that I assumed was shipping compressed gas,with the tank and all. Suddenly,the car next to mine moved into another road,leaving a vacant space in front of the truck.

I grinned."That's our cue." Immediately I put the pedal to the floor and drove into the empty space,attempting to make a U- turn from there.I stopped my car in a 90 degree angle to the lane in the space,waiting for a clear traffic.

I heard a faint rumbling.And out of the corner of my eye,I sense movement.I turned my head towards my window.

And saw the front portion of the truck approaching the right side of my car.

It all happened so fast.My face was against the window,staring right up the truck's head,seeing it looming over my car.My jaw dropped in horror as reality dawned upon me.Yuva was screaming and trying to get out the door.And at that moment I heard the sickening crunch of metal compressing against metal.I felt my car trembled,shaken by the impact of the incoming truck.The truck was edging forward slowly.And taking my car with it.

Gripped with fear,I instinctively honked,pressing my hand on the horn as hard as I could.I could feel my car moving as the truck picks up momentum.After what feels like a lifetime,it stopped.I could hear a ringing sound in my ears.I realized that I had forgotten to breathe. Slowly,ever so painstakingly,the truck back up.It took awhile for the truth to sink in:I'm alive.muthafucking damnit I'm still alive. I slowly open the door,and I realized that my hands were shaking.When I step out of the car,my knees felt like it did not belong to me; they were wobbling ever so slightly.Weakly,I looked at my car to survey the damage.My first thought was wtf I just bought it for 3 months and now look at this.

Luckily was that me and my colleague came out unharmed, although visibly shaken.The truck driver told me that he did not notice my car.Heck,he did not even know that he rammed into my car,he only realized when I started honking.I was told that had he not stop,my car would be under the truck.And me in it.Crushed to death.The sheer possibility of this ending made me be thankful of how lucky I am to come out unhurt. Thank *Bleep* (Note:Any mention or reference to any sort of omnipotent higher being with power to create and destroy is automatically censored.But after this,I may need to rethink.)

graduation

Before I got on stage I kept telling myself to LOOK INTO THE CAMERA DAMN IT.When I went on stage,the first thought in my mind when I was shaking my Naib Cansellor's hand was:' wow it's been a long time since I last saw you man'(He's one of my lecturers and had just been promoted).I was staring at his face in wonder like an idiot when that thought went through my head.And before I know it I was already walking off the stage.Sigh.Well at least the photo didn't really turn out as bad as I thought it would.

Merdeka for me

First of all,happy belated merdeka day,even though there doesn't seems to be any much festive merdeka mood this year,probably due to our currently fucked up politics and lameduck leaders making asswiping decisions.Yes,Anwar may not be all he seems,bla bla bla,but I would rather see him take over and take this country in some direction,ANY direction,instead of fucktards bickering over trick shit which has nothing to do with our country's economy.Any worse than it is now and I may be out of a job and on a one way ticket to join the rest of the Cina Babis in China.Where it is even harder to find a job,but what the heck.

Anyway,I am currently working in Ipoh now,as a.... Sales And Service Engineer.Mind you,I got a degree in Biotechnology, and I'm an Engineer now?My homeboys who need to study for one more year for their engineering degrees are gonna bleed from their ears once I tell them.But then again don't let the name fool you,what I'm actually doing is in charge of the sales and troubleshooting of Lab equipments,ranging from Atomic Absorption Spectrophotometers to Centrifuges to Automated Analyzers to chemicals and labwares.Some of the more sophisticated machines can sell for more than half-a-million each,however I doubt that I could sell more than 1 in,I dunno,3 years?Means that I'll be deprived of my commission for possibly a long time damnit.And since my work requires me to travel extensively,I'll be in my car a lot,which means I need to get more songs to bump that boredom out of me while avoiding accidents due to distracting bass thumping gangsta rap music.

I just came back from a two-week trip back to Sabah for my convocation.Yup,after some near disasters i did manage to graduate,albeit not with too good grades,but then again graduate is graduate,lol.My parents and lil' brother came over too for a 5 day trip,and took them to Kudat,the Tip of Borneo,which is the highest point in the dog's ears.If you know what I mean.When my parents went home,I spent the remaining of my time hanging out with friends from my uni,catching up with them,asking bout their new jobs (or lack thereof),and basically getting wasted in pubs and hotel rooms.Gonna miss them much,those close friends that had been a part of my life for most of my past 3 years.All the best to them,and we will meet again.Soon.

During these two weeks,I managed to squeeze some time in between to finish some of my stuff at Decipher's lab.I finally finished recording my verse of an upcoming song,and gau dim the chorus too (yeah its a collaboration,btw).And talking bout Decipher,Da Man just released a song from his two-man-band with Jessel known as Digital Licks.The song,named Forget Not,is actually in conjunction with merdeka,and serve to remind the listeners of the unsung war heroes in Malaysia,especially Borneo.the track is available for download at Decipher's page,so check out that hot song!

I Can Ride My Bike With No Handlebars

Something refreshing.Thanks to Jin Heezy for posting the link to this vid.

Flobots-Handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

Look at me, look at me
hands in the air like it's good to be
ALIVE
and I'm a famous rapper
even when the paths're all crookedy
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to scratch a record
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I know all the words to "De Colores"
And "I'm Proud to be an American"
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Me and my friend made a comic book
And guess how long it took
I can do anything that I want cuz, look:

I can keep rhythm with no metronome
No metronome
No metronome

I can see your face on the telephone
On the telephone
On the telephone

Look at me
Look at me
Just called to say that it's good to be
ALIVE
In such a small world
All curled up with a book to read
I can make money open up a thrift store
I can make a living off a magazine
I can design an engine sixty four
Miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I know how to run a business
And I can make you wanna buy a product
Movers shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the systems
I can do anything with no assistance
I can lead a nation with a microphone
With a microphone
With a microphone
I can split the atoms of a molecule
Of a molecule
Of a molecule

Look at me
Look at me
Driving and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be
Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let'em all die in exasperation
Have'em all healed of their lacerations
Have'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like'em and
I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command
I can guide a missile by satellite
By satellite
By satellite
and I can hit a target through a telescope
Through a telescope
Through a telescope
and I can end the planet in a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handle bars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

Boring.

Heeeyyy...How Youuu Doinnn??Everything's fine?Family's all good? Joker didn't slit your throat?Anyway,I'm updating my blog from my workplace in the Veterinary Research Institute since everyone is out for their totally time-wasting tea breaks (one at 10am,one at 3pm),and lets hope my ass doesn't get caught with slacking on the already-very-slackable-job. One more week,and I'm out of here.Not that I do not enjoy working in a relaxed,stress-free environment (unless the Nipah virus has another outbreak),however the mere thought of spending 8 hours(6 if I'm slacking,3 if I'm totally bored senseless and decides to head home and watch cartoons) in the lab doing nothing much,WITHOUT any pay/remunerations/fees/salary/allowances/donations whatsoever,is enough to make me feel glad that my industrial training is coming to an end.However,I'm really going to miss some of the staff here that had work closely with me for the past couple of months,such as Madam No Na, a chinese woman who speaks malay in the local accent and slang so freakin well,you'd swear she was brought up in a malay kampung.And Mr. Jamal,with his Taliban-esque beard,always helpful and willing to pass knowledge to the young noobs.

The past two weeks was hectic as hell for me,since I had to pass up my industrial training report before the deadline or else I would be cancelling my ticket to my convocation,and rushing here and there for interviews and gatherings.I went to KL on the 11th of July to attend a birthday party,and what a birthday party it was.Held in a kinda-posh restaurant(IZZI,if I'm not mistaken),the upper floor was booked,a DJ was on the ones and twos,good food,dancing,and lotta hot hoochie mamas.Happy birthday Jessie.It was quite fortunate that I sat at a particular table,where I got to know a couple of guys/gals taking up audio engineering at Lim Kok Wing and ICOM.One of the guy's name was Xylus a.k.a. Xephilas,a chinese dude who is one of the craziest mofos I had ever met.He screams and shouts and sings at someone's birthday party.While everyone was eating.And he didn't even know the Bday Gal.Not to mention taking a drum practicing kit where ever he goes,and showing us his mad skillz with the sticks.He's a drummer for hire,and plays in local underground gigs,including black metal.Whoa.And he does missionary work in Indonesia.And Marie,a malay-french-jap girl who has a band of her own(she's on the vocals),who talked non-stop and on everything under the sun even though we just met.And Naveen,a ceylonese who was kinda timid and quiet at first(prolly because Jovial was scaring him,lol),but after some whisky,began to get jiggy with it.We went to Mcds after the party,and chatted till 3 in the morning.How's that for a bunch of people you meet for the first time?

I took a leave on the 16th of July,just 3 days after I came back from KL,and travelled back to KL yet again for a job interview from a multinational company that sells lab instruments.The interview came off quite smoothly,but with the pay they are offering and the standard of living in PJ,I would be eating biscuit crumbs and leftovers.OK it's not that bad,but it's close.There are two main factors that will affect my decision on where to work,one is the pay,and one is the standard of living.One's a variable,the other is fixed.So after much consideration,a decision was finally made.

p.s: excuse the long post with few elaborations.I will give a much more detailed peek into my brain when I get my internet connection at home.But then again I may not give two hoots about my blog and just download tons of porn with Emule.See how lah.

The Hit Up For Download!

Just put The Hit up for download at drop.io , (thanks to rhymeweaver for the recommendation) just click the link,and then click save to download the song to your pc.Been getting some positive comments in my friendster and msn on the song,thanks for the words of encouragement y'all.By the way,check out malaysianemcee's interview with the genius beatmaker/partner-in-rhyme of The Hit,Decipher where he talks about his bio,his personal achievements,and the East Malaysian Hip Hop scene,which I was lucky enough to witness first-hand.Check it out.And download my shit.BOO YAH!!

Putting the 'MC' in Da Random MC

The Hit-Decipher and Da Random MC
beats produced by:Decipher
lyrics:Chris Pereira,Chow Jia Long

[Da Random MC]
first verse,first line, that's the hardest to write
need some ins-pi-ra-tion,man that's the hardest to find
I need a miracle,like giving sight to the blind
that incite reactions,like a jerk to the spine
okayyy,finally I got the first line finished,
now what am I gon' do bout the next five minutes?
should I be pissed Off and shit On rappers wit wack flows?
or maybe I should just cool Down,lighten Up, and make my track glow?
should I talk about your skills, or rather the lack of it
should I pick your peabrains and be John Malkovich?
you Myspace thugs and killers are real like counterfeits
every shitty line you throw against me I will counter it
you better off retiring with a fatass wife and rounder kids
your don't want no beef wit me,I'm the Quaterpounder,bitch
man I could do this all day and still not break a sweat
but do I really wanna waste time dissing nameless cats?

[Decipher]
Yo test your elements,step out of the water,
out of the pan and into the fire,
all hells loose,and your the one with the noose,
praying to the messiah,crying your his messenger,
only now you believe,when your on your cracked knees,
the deities would be laughing tears on these sleeves,
face the facts, retire now
and be safe from the backlash,
gone are the days of laughs n fake hugs,
we cleaning up shop, no bones under the rugs,
if we bumpin now, its only with shoulder shrugs,
nah I ain't stoned with herbs,
I get high on my own supply of written verbs.
I am what you've heard,
when your best 16 passes my wackest line,
holla at ya boi,till then,pretend that you know,
tell your posse and your family how tight you could have flowed with me

Finally!!!For all the millions!!!!and millions!!!of Da Random MC's fans in this arena,Da Random MC has COME BACK to Ipoh,and will be shaking all y'all hands,turn it sideways,shine it up real nice,and stick it up - your Candy Ass!!!IF YOU SMELL!!!~!!

Ya.Anyhoo.

For those who wanna know,I'm currently doing my industrial training/internship in the Veterinary Research Institute in Ipoh.For those who wanna make jokes about animals,sex,fingers and anal probes,NO,I'm just working in the Biochemical Department(However,I heard another trainee there that those in some other department are required to obtain the goat's dung for dilution and analysis,and you get it by sticking your finger in the rectum and pulling that shit out,fo'real).Everyday I run various tests and analysis on the protein,lipid,moisture,sugar content in feeds and pellets.When I'm not doing that,I would be preparing and running ELISA, or Enzyme-Linked Immunosorbent Assays to test for levels of antibodies in goat serum,or doing dialysis of antigens for purification purposes.Some days I would be doing extraction and purification of DNA from bacteria,then cutting of the genomic sequence using restriction enzymes,let it undergo polymerase chain reaction,then do an electrolysis for viewing of DNA bands and separation,and taking UV light photos of said bands.And also cloning of bacteria and plasmids and constructing a gene library.And then some.

But that's not what I wanna say in this post.Before I left K.K.,Sabah for Ipoh,I had the chance to meet up with a music producer residing in K.K. who goes by the name of Chris Pereira a.k.a. Decipher (check out his resume in his blog),an experienced rapper and helluva producer and a super duper nice guy (he looks stern,but is actually goofy as hell,LOL don't whack me man)who's been in the local music scene for quite some time.Actually he was in my friendster's friendlist for awhile,just that I only got to contact him 3 WEEKS before I leave for Ipoh.Which is something that I deeply regret because Decipher is like one of the few people that I can discuss hip hop with,since most people around me thinks that Jay Chou is the King of Everything Hip Hop In This World.Therefore,our first conversation revolved around things like The L.O.X,Primo,Big Pun,Styles P,etc.And talks of collaboration.However,that time I was having my Final Exam(the last Finals that I would ever have in my life,in fact)so I could not find time to hang out in his studio.by the time I gau dim all my stuff,including a trip to Sipadan (Which I will blog about it later),I only have two weeks time to meet him.Minus the days that I need to pack my stuff and luggage and parcels for Seamail and handing up of my dissertation and forms and shiznit,it was evident that time was not on my side.But somehow or rather I did finally managed to find time to go to his studio to hang out,write some lyrics,record a couple of tracks,met a gangsta-lean posse,took a few photos,and smoked some crack.The last one was a joke.I will be blogging about my experiences with Decipher in a few more posts since my online time is limited(actually its the moolah in my wallet that's limited,but you'll get my drift).However,I'm glad to say that I finally received the song I did with Decipher through email,and I had already uploaded it to imeem for you all to enjoy (or hate).This is the second track that I had with Decipher,where I took the first verse with him taking the second.The chorus is left blank for now,I seriously have no idea on what to do with it,I think when Decipher's in the mood he'll do something about it,lol.BTW,mad love to him for allowing me to hang out in his studio,for fetching me,for letting me flow over his beats,for letting me record in his studio,for teaching me stuff on how to produce a track,and for being a really good friend.and for giving me a new nickname:The Dragon.For real.I'll see you soon bro.Take care.And congrats on your engagement,may you have a lifetime of happiness with your girl!

p.s:comments and opinions on the song are welcomed,no matter good or bad,I will take it with a pinch of salt and a keg of beer,then piss it all out and will forget about it.No seriously would love anyone who is still reading this blog to comment on the song.Or maybe I'll take it to emceedavid for a review and get a smackdown from him.Anyway,this is my FIRST 'real' song,my SECOND recording in a studio,my THIRD attempt at recording a song (first was with HTLAN),and the FOURTH whatever of something-nothing.So there.Therefore,this signals the long road ahead of me,room for improvement,and most of all,proving that the 'MC' in my name is worth a lil' something.woot woot.

8 things i've eaten for breakfast

got tagged!from Oh Carol!I am but a fool!

8 things im passionate about
being jovial
friends and family
hip hop
good movies
knowledge
humor
food
porn

8 things i say too often
diu
mahai ah
diu matchat lei geh
yau hor nang mou?
hou lan chat diu geh wor
yau mou gam geh lan yeah?
lei zhoi gong doh yat chi
diu lei ah!

8 books i've read recently
my thesis-computer-based characterization of primate endogenous retrovirus from human genome project
and a bunch of books on genetics,biotech and shit

8 songs i could listen to over and over again
return of the tres-delinquent habits
camisa la negra-juanes
american boy-estelle feat kanye west
hip hop saved my life-lupe fiasco
bak datang-the rebel scum
the regiment rejuvenates-xs.one
crank dat-soulja boy (it grows on you ok wtf)
the hit-da random mc and decipher

8 things i've learned in the past year
im still slacking
goatees are only cool for certain people
most people say i'm fat
i hate studying biotech stuff
i love working with biotech stuff
i love working in government department
i am more jovial nowadays
jovial is more me nowadays

people to tag.
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