HizeCool

When i was small, i was eager to be a scout. I remembered there’s one time where we need to gather at Merdeka Square (Dataran Merdeka) for an occassion. I can’t remember what’s it all about. I was late and it was Sunday. My mum brought me to Stadium Merdeka because I can’t differentiate between Merdeka Square and Stadium Merdeka. After rushing from home to the wrong destination, she then send me to Dataran Merdeka. This is one of the sweet things she done for me and everytime I replay the memory, i become quite emotional.

If i were to proclaim myself as a number 2 procrastinator, i believe no one’s dare to claim to be the first in procrastinating. Last evening, she asked me to grab the garbage and dispose it to the garbage store below. Here’s the conversation.

Mum : go throw the garbage now.
Me : Later lar, can wait right the garbage.
Mum : Isk, ask u do things, u procrastinate. (”She’s sad”)
Me : *silence

This morning, she ignored me. My heart hurts. I’m sorry mum if i hurt u last night. It just that when we are in good terms, she can joke around. I remembered she told my housemate that the more time we spend together, we shall had disputes and arguements over even a small little matter.

I don’t know why. I’m worried about her. She has no one to talk to after my dad passed away few years ago. She has no shoulder to cry on and no one to listen to her sorrow. She’s trying to be tough. I don’t think I even understand her completely. I feel such an infillial son. What the fuck… I’m going to make things up later this evening. ]]>

]]>

Ivan until 4.20 in the morning. He couldn’t get into slumber because his table fan already reached its end life. I was at CC when he called me up and decided to drop by for a drink.

Our topic were literally bitching how the company or employer mistreated us. From stingy and thrift boss to annoying and idiotic clients. Complain about being underpaid and so on, it really does kill the time. Right now, i’m trying to struggle to keep my eyes wide open.

Shit, care fucking no more. Gonna going to chat in mIRC. Anyone? Meet at DalNet #malaysiabloggers
]]>

I found interesting website that allow us to get connected with the old friends in Malaysia via kawanaku.com]]>

I asked my friend what item build i need to get in order to win this game. Boot of Speed, Nullis, Orge Axe and Broadsword to get a BKB. I was like, okay. Then i go for the bottom right alone facing Phantom Assassin. After level 6, i begin to look hero to kill. At that moment, Scourge had moving into the middle breaking a tower. Using my ulti, i manage a kill. Silencer death. After a few time me able to get the ultimate before he was to silence me, he started to get pissed off.
I presume it was a bug and it didn’t silence me at all. So, who was it to blame? He was furious and requested for a rematch. Reluctantly, we did and when i managed a first kill on the same person known as Ah Dee, he damn fucking pissed off and started for physically threatening me and Kelvin. I was like.. what the fuck? You call this civilized person? I was brought up not to prejudge a person but from his attitude, i can conclude that he was really an uncivilized bastard according to my former tutor in Kasturi Tuition Centre.

Sometime, it was hard to play dota. In fact, when i started to rematch.. i really losing the mood. Everyone was flaming each other. Calling names. Blardy hell. Can’t take up the game is it? Not sporting at all. Last night also the same condition. A bug causes one of the hero unable to use spells after revival. It become permanent on that hero. Pity, he had to leave the game.

I think sooner or later, the cyber cafes will become the next gambling center. Each team bet money and whoever win takes all. Imagine, most of the visitors of cybercafes are youngsters and even “samseng” also young and techno-hype type of people. =)

On the other hand,i’m currently chatting with an old time friend who curious about blogging. He was curious how much we can make per month via blogging. I didn’t answer him and i leave it for him to find out himself. Needless to say, MalaysiaBloggers.com is one of the best way to find out. Go visit them today. His brother started blogging for 4 months and started to get few cents via PayPal. Isn’t it cool?
Even Hustler had dedicated a post regarding traffic and making money online. Too bad he had been flaming and so on from someone whoever they are. He finally decided to close down the site for good. *wish he will be back and provide more stories for us*

I’m considering doing a photo gallery soon. The details still unsure and yet more to be give a deep thought about. I wonder if there’s any Setapakian who blog. ( I mean those who from class of ‘99) coz’ i met Ganesh and Harjit few days ago. Of course, both in different time.

Time to go now. time’s up here. See u on monday.]]>

At 3pm, i was ready for the most anticipated hours. Dota time. We played from 3pm to 3am for 12 hrs straight with 1hour break for dinner at 9.30pm. What was going on with me? Well, i managed to reach for mega-kill at the end of the day. It was fun while it last but right now, i’m damn tired and sleepy after all day long looking at the screen.

Today, my department head is off. Basically, i’m free but i still need to have something to be done. What was it…. i’m lazy. I walked to office this morning. Sweating and hot makes me even tired right now. ]]>

Colour Sound
MiA Art and Design center
153, Jalan Ampang

6-10pm (30-4-2005)

Contact Cassie for further details and tickets (012-3339 353)

RM 15 pre-sale
RM 20 entrance sale
]]>

=) more update later
I feel sick today as well.]]>

Based on Buangmasa.net’s economy rice golden rule, i did what been taught. 2 type of vegies and an egg. No drink. The old man charged me .. RM 3.00 NETT. I repeat, RM 3.00 NETT. I was like, uhh.. sure? I damn pissed. Then my female colleague had a dish with a fried fish and a vegetable. Total cost? RM 3.00 NETT
What the fuck? The other colleague had 3 vegies and only RM2.20 only.

My solution. I took the fork and spoon. Cleaned it and placed at my publication department manager’s office desk.

*update
This skills has been transfered from few friends to me
1) Chong Weng whom steal from labs during high school
2) Ethan whom steal a car sticker in the bright daylight at the TARC car park.
3) Jeans whom took the glass from a diner and place on her desk the next day.

Thanks to them! Cheers]]>

*update
migraine and heavy head.
anxious and moreover. ]]>