Another one of my O2Jam Moments, yay~

Finally passed a song higher than lvl 25, here it is:



Now, to work on those lvl 30 and above songs ...

Sometimes I just don't understand why some people can be really stupid.

Maybe, just maybe I should have taken a more cautious step to keep my own private data safe from harm.

My dim witted sister erased all my saved cookies for webbies and the history of my webpages over at Firefox. I mean "WTF!!!", tons of websites URL, tons of remembered passwords, tons of saved websites that I frequent don't remember just goes off like a small breeze that comes and goes so quickly.

What fucking retard is this? I used her iPod without her permission and now she wants revenge? What fucking retard is this?

Okay, I'm one of those kepoh peeps and I tried this from Shannon's blog:

Try it yourself, and see what you are.

For me, this is as close as 90% of my true personality, when matched with this Daemon.

I know, Daemon sounds like 'demon', but then again, meh, people are running out of new names lol. This was taken from the Golden Compass, coming to the silver screens in December.

I couldn't think of a more direct title so this will do.

Anyways, it's kinda surprising that I came down with an illness, but I usually fall sick only when there's an outbreak of some sort, and you guessed it, this time it was a food poisoning outbreak.

Well, it all started around Sunday night when I had to do my business, then went to bed after a shower (and after my business). Throughout the whole night, I was tossing and turning from the heat build-up near my tummy. I was like thinking "Okay, time to wake up. I can't be sleeping with this pain all night."

Earlier the next morning, I had a bad business, it was the first step showing me that I was getting sick. Okay, I thought I could ignore all that and just went on with a normal lifestyle, but I was dead wrong, pfft.

On Monday night, I had fish porridge. I suspect it was the fish chunks in the porridge, cause my mom and dad ate just the porridge without the fish, but then again, who knows how and where I got the illness from. And so, another night of tossing and turning, but the worse part of it is, this time, I'm feeling extremely hot, it was as if I was having a fever. Yep, I had a fever alright, but it was not as fatal as the food poisoning.

I went to the doctor on yesterday to get myself checked up, hoping I would get myself better ASAP. As I had suspected, it was food poisoning after all. What made this the worst so far was it's contagious and there has been an outbreak of this. Okay, this time, I'm a little worried. I usually wouldn't be so worried when it comes to food poisoning as it is just a minor case, but mine was kinda serious and it made me think that being picky when it comes to eating can be good at times.

A lesson learned, never eat stuff at random, it can, or might kill you.

Well, today I had the most ... unusual and probably most annoying dinner ever.

In a glance, it was almost 5 hours long and I feel the Ah Bengness in my environment started to take a toll on me.

We came at the dinner site at about 7.30 p.m. or so, which was supposedly to start at 7 p.m. As typical as a Malaysian we were, but there were others that came at 8 p.m. or later (so, the duh-ness). As we sat there with my uncle, aunt and cousin, I hardly talk to them (communication gap la brader).

Well, when the dinner did finally start, a few of the attendees started going on stage to sing. MY EARS, MY PRECIOUS EARS! Ah well, I just bare with the thing like I usually do and just had the first menu. Guess what? It took them about 20 minutes for the next one. With all due respect, I know a speech by a YB (Yang Berhormat) is important, but 20 minutes till the next dish? Wow ...

The following dishes were prolonged as well due to the auctions they have on 'blessed' items. Everything started with 8s as the price. My uncle seemed to have bid for a rice bucket that was filled with rice and like suppose to bring a symbolism of that there will always be something to eat and the bucket will always be filled with rice for consumption.

Throughout the whole auction, the people were shouting prices and the voice boomed so loud it even interfered with my thinking. Oh my god, only ah bengs shout at the microphones, I mean, it already increases your voice, do you have to scream at it too?

The dinner ended with all the items successfully auctioned, sadly, some people could not stand the wait and left earlier (wise choice maybe?). I did not have a satisfying meal and made me kinda cranky and this is why I'm ranting here.

Anyways, the point is, sometimes when it comes down to this, I'm kinda embarrassed to call myself a Chinese for a fact that, chinese people are very rude, kid's version of rude defies even the laws of sanction. I seriously am pissed with this, and maybe, just maybe, I would even stop considering myself as one, a chinese.

After the incident that happened yesterday, it made me realised how everyone has their limits.

Maybe it was wrong for what I had started, but it had brought to another compromising talk and settled what needs to be settled.

I hope the things that were discussed would change for the better.