I'm so sick

What is the proof of one's manliness. Is it by having manly, hulking musk? or is it having killer good looks? From what I can tell, you don't need either. Here's a guide on some of the things you can do to make your manliness really shine! Go ahead, read up. Its perfectly FREE*

The Manly Thing To Do #1

As every good man knows, there's nothing that can make you any more manlier than smoking. But wait, there really is! Simply smoking is for the losers. Real manly men smoke and throw the buds and ashes on the carpet, on the road, anywhere really, except for the ashtray. Of course, what better way to flaunt your manliness than to throw them in the kitchen sink and clog the thing up. Ah, the mark of a TRUE man! Remember this well, if you dispose cigarette buds properly, then you're a sissy.

The Manly Thing To Do #2

Real man knows how to turn even the most seemingly useless items into profit. Take a look at this useless looking rubbish bin. By keeping unwanted items inside without throwing them away for some time, a man can start his own maggot farm. Congratulations sir! You now have a property of your own. Before you know it, you'll be able to export those maggots to all corners of the world and fill your pockets with lotsa cash. And I bet the ladies would be all over you then. Genius! So you see, it isn't always about the brauns. A real man need to have the brains, as well as the ability to have the cash rolling in with minimal effort.

The Manly Thing To Do #3

Lets face it, a real manly man should never do the dishes. They leave that to their ladies. But what if you are still single you ask? Why, of course the reasonable thing to do would be to leave the dishes in the kitchen until you get married - at which point you can tell your wife to clean that thing you've left in the kitchen 3 years ago. That, or you could also donate those fungus you've grown for medicinal purposes. Now that's how a REAL man should be!

The Manly Thing To D0 #4

Unfortunately, the free trial ends here. Did you find the guide to be useful? Interested in knowing more? For additional methods on how to further strut your manliness, please consult the author. Your own suggestions would also be highly valued for the upcoming release of the book 'How To Be a Real Man'

*For promotional purposes only. You may not make illegal copies of this guide




ps: starting from now I'll link the song title which I base my titles on.

I'm so sick, performed by flyleaf

Driver's High

Two days ago...

Manan (a.k.a Hadi) : Wei, ho nak gi rumah Guna x esok?
Me : Wokay, why not?

So the following day (which was yesterday), Manan, Star and myself went to Seremban by bus. The rest of us, Ah Seng, Shim and Syahir, went by car instead. Long story short, we got to Guna's house and were treated with lovely food, courtesy of Guna's mom's home cooking. Then somebody came up with the idea : hey, lets go to Vilo's house next! And so we did, and more food we had, though I could barely eat anymore since I was totally unprepared for this.

Once we were done there, somebody came up with another idea : hey, lets go down to Malacca. Zaini's place! And so we did. Yet another unexpected turn of events. We did pretty much nothing there by the way. Oh well, at least we got to eat some pretty good food before eventually going back to KL. And so that trip to Seremban turned out to be longer than I expected. Much longer really thanks to all the 'detours' we had. It would have been better if I wasn't very ill-informed of the plan. Still, its totally not bad at all.. aside from frequently running into raving lunatics on the road.

Please, please, drive safe people. Remember, the road has traffic lights and lanes for a reez.




Driver's high, performed by L'arc~en~ciel

A new beginning

Ok, I've decided that I'm going to make a splinter blog for all things video game. This blog will be mostly about all other stuff (not that I do much else other than video games anyway, but still..). If you're interested, please check out http://gaminwatch.blogspot.com/. There's pretty much nothing yet now but I'll try to update it soon.

Oh btw, I'm looking for some people to contribute to the blog too. So if you're interested, or acquainted to someone who might, just give me the word. Thanks

A new beginning, sung by Stephen Gately (I think that was his name)

The time has come

Its that time of year again. What am I talking about? video game season of course. The release calendar is just crazy between this time and December. Last year, I bought 6 or 7 games around this time. While I don't expect that I'll be toppling that record this year, the sheer amount of quality games going to be released this year (and also the ones already released) for this year's gaming season is astounding. I look forward to playing all those games that I've long awaited for so expect some reviews coming up soon. Oh, I should also rewrite that review of tales of vesperia. That one was a lil too crappy innit?

Anyways, here's how my future reviews are going to work. I will review the game strictly for what it is. Which really boils down to whether I had a good, quality time with the game. Don't expect to see me critically dissecting the game. I'll leave that to the pros at IGN or GameSpot.



The time has come, performed by Shoot HG feat. Shyboy

Before I Forget

I am really bad at remembering stuff, particularly those which involve numbers. Heck, I don't remember my own phone number. This also extends to dates. Honestly speaking, the only person's birthday I could remember at the top of my head would be my special lady's birthday - and even that is probably because its very easy to remember (April 23rd, ie. 23/4... 2 3 4, see).

Today, 26/10 is actually my father's birthday. As usual, I forgot about it. If it wasn't for my mom's cynical text message, I probably still wouldn't know about it well till now. I feel really bad about this so before I forget, I'm going to make this note here:

Dad's birthday is on October the 26th. I'll try to remember this next year.

So I'll tell you now, if I don't remember your birthday (whoever you may be), its not because I don't care about you enough, its just that my brain can't process numbers well. My apologies.




Before I Forget, performed by Stricken