Ximplicity v2.0

I guess we’ve been reading and hearing a lot of news about Tibet and we’ve seen enough of mottos like:

Free Tibet!!

Free Tibetans!!

Gives Tibet back to the Tibetans!!

Gives Humanitarian to Tibet!!

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Seriously speaking la…

What do we know about Tibet, China, Tibetan and Humanitarian Rights?

or,

How much do we actually know about the relationship among these 3?

ask yourself la..

or,

you can try this:

“Describe what you know about Tibet Issue in your own words without any help from google”

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you don’t need to challenge me, because i can tell you i know shit about the Tibet Issue though it has been around since the 60s, most importantly, i don’t fucking care because i’m not here to side either. i chose to STAY NEUTRAL on this topic.

however, what i’m sure is that this is definitely not an overnight issue, the history between China and Tibet must have been longer than any great grandfather stories, with thousands of twists in between. a twisted great grandfather story which involves Tibet, China, Politics, Political interests, Economical Interests, blah blah blah.

when things got politically involved, it could be messier than your pubic hair.

just look at our own Malaysia Political scene, it’s muddier and dirtier than Klang River.

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now tell me, who are we to say Tibet does or does not belong to China?

Tell me, who are we to say Tibetans do or do not need to be freed?

Tell me, do you even know TIBET is a blady Deriviated name given by Europeans?

tell me la….

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how many of them who shouted “FREE TIBET” has actually gone to Tibet THEMSELVES and STUDY THEIR CURRENT SITUATION?

what i was trying to say is: STOP SHOUTING MOTTOS JUST BECAUSE THE MEDIA PAINTS YOU A PICTURE.

simply shout motto DOES NOT mean you care, it just makes you look like morons because you don’t even know why you are shouting it. you want a good example? Sharon “fucking-stupid” Stone is a damn blady good one.

if you really care, READ the history and STUDY the current situation before you pick any side.

HERE’s a pretty nice article i read who stands on neutral ground as well

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and by the way, if you are seriously interested in picking any side, here’re some articles you should spend a little time reading, i’ve done the search for you

>HOW MUCH YOU REALLY KNOW ABOUT TIBET?<

i’ve also picked a few that really matters.

>About Tibet<
>Tibet Through Chinese Eyes<
>International Tibet Independence Movement<
>Tibet Overview on BBC<
>Why some Western media wage ‘asymmetric warfare’ on China<

Now, Start Reading!

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Now Listening: Goo Goo Dolls - Can’t Let It Go

at this point of time, i’m sure most blogs on the net would be blogging about the craziest petrol hike in Malaysia history ever.

Petrol, Diesel Prices To Increase At Midnight Tonight

PUTRAJAYA, June 4 (Bernama) — Petrol and diesel prices will go up by 78 sen and RM1 per litre respectively at midnight tonight, Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi announced Wednesday.

The prime minister said the new price for petrol at the pump would be RM2.70 per litre and diesel, RM2.58 per litre.

Abdullah told a news conference at his office the Cabinet had agreed on a cash rebate for Malaysian owners of private cars and motorcycles to ease the burden of the rise in the fuel prices.

Read the full story from Bernama >HERE<

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RM0.78 hike for RON97 petrol..

RM0.78!!!!!

it’s a blady RM0.78 hike!!!!!!!

can you fucking believe that!?

sigh…

pak lah, do you have any idea what the fuck are you doing?

i can already sense there’ll be protest coming up somewhere, sometime, SOON….

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am tired queuing up like a fucking retard just to fill up the tank like every other poor bastard.

will write more tomorrow.

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good night, poor Malaysians who’ll be getting poorer…

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Now Listening: MYMP - The closer i get to you

sorry peeps, please don’t mind me of the vulgar title, but that was the exact words that pop into my mind while i was talking to these 2 young punks at Midvalley earlier today at Starbucks

Me: Hi, excuse me, sorry do you mind if we switch tables? because me and my friend need the power outlet for our notebooks, they’re out of juice and we’ve gotta work on something using the notebooks…
Fucker A: (staring at me) eh, do you feel like moving?
Fucker B: (shaking his cock like hairstyled chicken head) I’m very comfortable here
Fucker A: My friend doesn’t want to move, anyway, we are leaving soon (showing me his half empty glass and pointing to another emptied Caramel Mocha Venti plastic cup)
Fucker B: (he was giving me that blady fake friendly smile)
Me: oh okie, thanks.

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40 mins later

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the 2 motherfuckers still sticking their fat, tight ass to the chair, with his still half empty glass still in his hand and an already empty Caramel Mocha Venti. if we were to wait for the 2 of them to leave, we’d already be growing mushrooms..

i just don’t understand why are there such inconsiderate motherfuckers around. i mean, come on la, if i was ever them, i would’ve gladly switched the seats with someone who took the sincerity of walking up to me and tell me they were in need of the seat because the power outlet is just right behind my seat, Which, I WAS NOT USING IT AT ALL, and the other seat wasn’t that bad anyway. even if i don’t think the other seat was going to comfortable, i will definitely not hog the blady table like noone else’s business. i know, it’s other’s peoples business if they don’t feel like changing, but come on la pls, at least be someone courteous, and nice. by not saying “EH, DO YOU FEEL LIKE MOVING?”, give others some face la! dumbass…

anyway, the evil side of me took over and i took the “liberty” of snapping some photos off my lousy ciplak camera phone and post a very blurry ass photo of that 2 assholes..

Arsehole with his half emptied glass for 40mins (Fucker A).

Cock like Hairstyled Chicken head lala (Fucker B).

next time, be courteous..

and the both of you messed with the wrong fella la because i’m another evil fucker.. muahahaha !!

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Now Listening: David Gray - Nightblindness

was at a meeting the day before, for an upcoming project that needs a lot of hardwork and effort..

half way through the meeting i’ve already felt a sense of hostility. i offered my hand for a handshake to show courtesy of co-working, what i’ve gotten was: my hand froze in mid-air, i wasn’t even a good stairs to walk down the stage, as the chinese said.

i was thinking: WHAT THE FUCK?

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i’m trying to strive as well, don’t you realize? and i’m under the same pressure as you to hit the target. i am trying to be a friendly co-worker and you’re putting tension. it’s very obvious that right away, i know where i was standing and i know i need not give this dumbass a single piece of courtesy from that point onwards..
fine then..

i posted questions, industry terms as well as procedure right at his dumbass face to let him have an idea of who is he dealing with if he’s gonna put hostility into the working environment, and the outcome? he knows shit about the industry and yet wanna do things his way, replying with laughable answers and making a fool of himself. i mean, c’mon la, if you have no idea what your role is and if you’re not sure about the concepts, stop trying to act like a smartass, will ya? most importantly, i am not here to post a threat to you, dumbass. stop becoming such a snobbish ass, buck up yourself and be friendlier to your soon-to-be co-worker.

you might want to see yourself as my boss, but i’m sorry, you’re not even up to par yet, ironically, everyone knows that.. i pity you, why? because when you excused yourself to the washroom, your partners said: “we’re sorry, please bear with him for now, he doesn’t know what he’s saying.”

sometimes, i’m just very curious about why are people so protective of themselves, to the extent that they could say something clearly which doesn’t make sense and eventually make themselves look like a stupid idiotic dumb fuck. i mean, if you don’t know shit about what you’re saying and the consequences of saying such a word, then don’t say it. it’s better than you’re actually making a fool of yourself after saying it, isn’t it? always look at the whole picture before you’re even making a conclusion.

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at first, i thought you’re a nice guy and all when i first got to know you, however, it’s very obvious now that i’m only correct partially. i mean, when you’re a friend, you’re nice, but when it comes to work, you are just a snobbish dumbass. frankly speaking, i can’t see a happy and enjoyable working environment ahead with you in the picture, but no choice, i’ve promised and i’m going to deliver.

you’re right though, let’s look at the results and performance before we could say “it’s a pleasure to work together with you”. you burn my spirit and i’m up for a tough fight, i’ve given myself a 3 months probation, let see who claims the flag in the end.

FYI, i swear i’m gonna kick your fucking ass.

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Now Listening: MYMP - Constantly

that’s fucking bullshit, ok?

the next time i hear this again, i’m gonna bitch slap whoever who said that. sorry it may sound a little too harsh, but yeah, i’m gonna bitch slap you. dun feel me too materialistic, but money really means a whole fucking lot to me. ironicaly, you know what? i just met some bastard earlier today who said that, and in a very sarcastic tone.. ittle did that bastard know, that blady little prick just SPOILT THE FUCKING REST OF MY DAY.. DAMN IT!

the words he said still buzzling my ears and it’s fucking painful. according to him, whoever thinks money is important is someone who knows nothing else but earning money and thinks that money can buy everything. they deserve to be looked down on, stepped on and spitted on.

i say: FUCK YOU!

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trust me, if you haven’t had the days when you need to thank god if you have a 10 dollar note in the pocket, or you’re in those situation whereby you actually need to think of ways to survive a day on a fucking 5 dollar note. if you’ve ever gone through days like that, save your breathe and cut the crap. and don’t you ever say such hurtful statement, you dirty little prick!

so i say: childish fuckers who would ever say that sentence are most probably idiots who hasn’t made a living on his own before.

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now, i agree money can’t buy anything, but if you have not even a cent in your blady wallet, there’s nothing else you can do but to be starved to death. you can’t even feed yourself!

so, you say money is not important? you tell me…

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Now Listening: Maroon 5 - Won’t Go Home Without You

curse those bastards, people who steal from others without them knowing.

the crime scene: sardin packed Nanjing Street, Shanghai
suspect: unknown
victim: ME
item: Canon IXUS 60

yeah, my IXUS Point and shoot was gone for good, while i was happily shooting with my new baby in Nanjing Street, someone snatched it away from my sling bag, the moment i was about to take it out to self-snap, i realized it was gone, probably for quite some time already because the charger was dingling around the zip. yeah, double confirmed, it was snatched away fom me, together with the photos in the 2GB SD card i snapped while i was in KLIA on the way to Nanjing Street, what the fuck…

curse those motherfuckers who has nothing better to do but to be a thief.

curse them, curse their siblings, curse their parents, curse their relatives, curse their friends, curse their loved ones, and i’ll even curse them all the way back to their ancestors…

you dirty, filthy little rat, society garbage are deserved to die in a very disgusting way… damn you..

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Now Listening: James Blunt - You Are Beautiful

was at Sunway Lagoon Surf Beach NYE H2O Beach Blast earlier on helping a friend for the event.

honestly, whoever the organizer is, listen up,

YOU SUCK, and you suck BIG.

it’s by far the WORST NYE Count down party ever since lin peh started partying every NYE..

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why?

because the concept of the whole party is a little.. err..

1. first and foremost.. BUFFET DINNER for a NYE countdown party?????? *duhrrr..
2. then, very bad program flow, that means a lot of bored to death moments, i saw people sitting at their dining table doing nothing, playing with their stupid party pack
3. fucked up performances, except for the featured performers.
4. bad services, fucked up liaison, little or no entertainment, except for sitting at the chair, listening and staring at the stage
5. very very dis-organized sections and fucked up event layout. some patrons were asking me where to get what and where should he be seated, goodness sake.
6. and by the way, what the fuck you’re still selling beverage, food and beer coupons within the premise? i mean, come on la, you’re already charging the patrons a bomb but giving them shit, and you still want them to pay extra but get more shit?

..puui!! it doesn’t worth even RM40 for the entrance. let alone the blardy fact that you’re charging RM120 at door and RM100 during pre-sales?

and you still dare to put it on the ticket “ONLY inclusive of 1 ENTRY, 2 hours Buffet Dinner + 1 Beverage..” lagi PUUI!

i guess you must have made big bucks from the sub-quality iteniereies you’re giving to the client, don’t you? ah well, both Sunway and you are a good combination for this event though. because both of you are also

BLARDY FUCKED UP MONEY SUCKERS !

however, on a smaller scale, you’re quite lucky as AdamC, Natalie and the rest of the hitz.fm crew were there to bring some life to the party, you also have Bittersweet that sounded as good as album, Aseana Percussion Unit (APU) which was really cool as well as the Riley and Durrant Sound System who made the last 3 hours of the party a pretty cool rave party.

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well well well… i shouldn’t have ranted so much on my first post of 2008, here’s something for you i did on the surf beach out of total boredom

HAPPY NEW YEAR, FOLKS !

got these 3 video clips off youtube and was jaw dropping shocked that it happened on the Christmas eve

no matter how much i dislike the police most of the times, i do pity the poor fellas patrolling Gurney Drive that night.

i really wonder what is the reason for celebrating Christmas nowadays has become. and since when throwing water bottles and spray cans become part of Christmas eve celebration?

this look more like a riot to me than a Christmas eve celebration

this bunch of brainless motherfuckers simply turned the beautiful gurney drive into a battlefield on a supposedly peaceful Christmas Eve.

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think again..

why are you out there counting down to Christmas?

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SHAME ON YOU, PENANGNITES

that is actually the name of a site i’ve made a while ago.

some of the friends had been asking me what is the meaning of the title then.. but i thought it’s self-explanable, isn’t it?

anyway, to make it really simple, i’d do another round of explanation here. unspeakable means cannot tell, and confession means confession la, the whole phrase means a confession i cannot tell lo

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and then, for goodness sake, without fail, they will certainly ask this next question..

Huh? why ah? why ah? why cannot tell wor?? cannot tell who?? sienz…

(strictly speaking, that’s 3 questions squeezed into one, the uniquely Malaysian English style.)

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anyway, the point is, this title i made a while ago came back to haunt me recently.

it feels like a very terrible nightmare, i’d say.

it wakes me from my sleep, it makes me shiver when i’m awake, and it makes me speechless most of the time when i’m with the intended ‘confessionee’, it makes me feel damn emotionally attached, it makes me feel weird for not being able to be my true self..

it’s pretty scary, really, because it makes me so not me at all whenever the intended confessionee is around.

somehow, feelings like that could take you way back in time to the days when you still wear school uniforms, then you trembled seeing the girl you like from the opposite classroom. it was all natural and sweet then, unfortunately, that kind of feeling at this age means a lot more than just natural and sweet simply because there are far too many concerns and worries got stirred up together. i don’t know, i guess maybe when people get older, they tends to concern a lot, irregardless to whether it’s real or not, damn it. or, simply put it this way, this love thing ain’t no game no more, ya feel me?

the worst thing is, this intended confessionee of mine, err.. i don’t know how to explain it to you because who knows, she might be reading, i can’t reveal too much. the most i could say is, it’s damn blady complicated la. stories about her not-so-glam-histories, her temper, her expectations, her unpredictable thoughts, blah blah blah.. i don’t know, but those things really do halt me a little.

but the one thing i want to stress is that, problems aren’t the intended confessionee’s but mine. just for example, you think i would care about her not-so-glam-histories? as far as i know, when it comes to this blady little game called relationship, i’m on the list of being a sucker in most of my social circle, no matter how i put myself in denial, that’s how people perceive me, they said..

but, believe me, i meant it when i say what’s over is over, what’s past is past, as long as she doesn’t repeat it when she’s with me, i’m totally cool.

so, the problems are really mine, like i mentioned. i’m an old man, i concern a lot, don’t forget that.

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oh, and the sickening part that disgust me is, how can i fell for someone whose marital status isn’t single?

i can still feel the pain of being torn apart, ALIVE, by situation like that 3 years back, all thanks to some sickening bastard who’ve decided to step in and take away a part of my life while we’re at our weakest time?

so, how could i be such a sickening bastard i hated most and step into the muddy pool of others’ weakest time?

how can i??

you tell me la..

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ahh.. whatever it is..

FUCK IT LA…

not gonna think about it now.

because IT’S DAMN BLADY COMPLICATED LA !

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it was a tiring day, not sure if my brain is still in sync with my typing fingers.

and btw, sorry for being such an emo bastard on an early tuesday Morning.

i hope i didn’t spoil your tuesday morning.

whoever you are. good night.

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Now Listening: Nouvelle Vague - Waves

was pretty sick today and yet have a very important wedding dinner to attend.

so i decided to get myself together in the evening and go for a haircut somewhere just near by instead of the usual salon i get my hair done.

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the outcome?

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my hair was cut so short it makes me looked like a blady school kid.

worse, it makes my already chubby face looked like a blady watermelon with hair on top.

why i can slim my waist and all but not my face? someone teach me how to slim my blady face can ah?

barger, i gotta live with that ‘watermelon-with-hair-on-top’ fact for quite a while since it’s so short now and it might take some time to grow back to a cut-able length again.

NIAMA..

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anyway, the wedding dinner at Sunway Resort Hotel was all glamorous and happening.

it’s really good to see so many friends come together for such a happy and joyful moment.

however, the sad thing is that.

somehow, there tends to be some inconsiderate bastard who would say something stupid that will make ppl feel sick.

ahh.. what the fuck la. no one give a shit about those fellas anyway, only poisonous stares and some poking and swearing behind their backs.

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tired, good nite now..

Now Listening:  Nouvelle Vague - O Pamela