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Sibu flood!

January 26, 2004 by HB

flood central roads

There was a flood in Sibu in many areas of the town today. The water
levels started rising last night, allegedly from the rains in Kapit
(upstream from Sibu via Rejang River). The central roads were even
flooded and unfortunately I did not take the Sibu town/Lanang Road
route but the parallel one, passing through Jalan Alan (!!!) instead.
Jalan Alan is a notoriously low level area where I was also caught
unaware during the rainy season last year. I drove through anyway…

flood drive photo
I have crossed swords with greater foes than you, puny pool of water!

I did not manage to take any photos of me navigating the Jalan Alan
route though because I was too busy doing battle with the water. I felt
like I was driving a boat instead of the car and had to rev the engine
really hard to keep moving. I feared it would stall in the middle and
it nearly did, I think water got into the exhaust and it wouldn’t start
properly. However, revving the engine (which I would imagine would
clear the water out) helped and I was soon on my way again.

flooded cars

The above photo was taken today at Jalan Alan. Two cars stalled
there – a Proton Perdana and a Proton Iswara. I managed to get through
all right though (always rev the engines hard – amateur advice, but
tried and true nevertheless). The Jalan Salim interchange was too much
for me to brave though:

flood_trailer
You may not pass!

I reckon if that trailer didn’t dare to risk it, it would be common
sense for me not to pass that way either. For what it’s worth, it was really deep, much deeper than the Jalan Alan flood. Here’s a final photo to cap it all up:

flood perahu

The police were getting out perahus/sampans (boats) to rescue trapped people.

I got out alright though, except my car had partial amnesia…the
front licence plate was washed away by the force of the water pressure
while driving through the flood lar. :p

On another note, I’ll be flying to KL early tomorrow and I won’t
come back to Sibu again, I’ll be flying straight to Kuching on the
morning of the 31st.

Guess the price of my nasi campur (photo included)

December 30, 2003 by HB

Guess how much this combination of nasi campur costs? There’s more
sotong pieces than meets the eye, some of it is obscured by the chicken
drumstick. No, I didn’t play “Hide the sotong” intentionally, it was
due to the real estate on the styrofoam packs. By the way, “Hide the
(most expensive item)” is a technique where you cover up a more
expensive item with a less expensive one – like covering a drumstick
with cabbages. This is an extreme example, it’s just to illustrate the
point. I’ve never done that intentionally though, not for any moral or
personal reasons, it’s just coz I don’t bother.

The way things work over here is like this – you get handed a plate
or take away pack filled with rice and you choose whatever you want
from the array of dishes displayed. You can opt to have as many items
as you want and the portions you choose is up to you. The price (which
can vary depending on time of the day, whether you’re a regular, as
well as many other factors) is tallied up when you’re done, based on
your choices. However, “Hide the xxx” doesn’t work all that well
nowadays, because the proprietors usually check underneath due to the
popularity of this method.

Back to the post, my lunch has a drumstick, sotong and chili covered
brinjals. You don’t eat for a couple of days and then you feel hungry
enough to eat a horse. 😉 Anyway, guess how much this nasi campur pack
costs?

Police: “Ambil gambar itu untuk apa?”

November 8, 2003 by HB

It all started at around midnight today (that’s Friday night, it’s
still Saturday now). I happened to be at the Sungei Wang area and saw
this apparently destitute guy sleeping at one of the support beams. He
doesn’t seem to be in top physical condition as well, from the crutches
he was using. Anyway, I gave him RM 2 (that red drink container is the
receptacle he was using for this purpose) and took several photos of
him.

Anyway, he didn’t mind being photographed, and he was going on about
how his legs hurt and he kept on dozing off in the middle of the
sentence so I figured I’ll leave him alone after taking the photos. I
was still in the area though, was talking to some people when two
police came up, one male and one female and stopped beside the guy.

The female police is the one wearing the jacket with reflective
strips. She proceeded to rouse the sleeping guy by kicking him…now, I
understand that there are laws against these situations, but obviously
the guy had some sort of injury from the bandage on his leg so
personally, I didn’t think that was necessary.

Anyway, I had my digicam slung around me like always and I
immediately started it up and started taking photos of the scene.
Unfortunately, my digicam defaults to red-eye correction flash upon
startup, so the photos are really terrible, since my position allows
too many reflective materials into the frame eg the metal railing, the
strips etc. I couldn’t use no flash since everyone was moving, so going
without flash would result in a blurry photo.

The ideal setting would be fast/quick flash but I didn’t have time
to change the settings before the law enforcement officers managed to
get the guy to move. Now, obviously taking photos with red-eye
correction flash is not very discreet since there’s a pre-glow before
the actual strong flash. This did not go unnoticed by the police,
especially since I took several photos in quick succession.

The male policeman walked up to me and asked “Ambil gambar itu untuk
apa?” (“Why were you taking photos?”). Now, here’s the funny thing…I
should be worried about a law enforcement officer standing beside me
and looking at my digicam, especially while I was putting it back into
the carrying case, which does not only store an extra CF card, a spare
battery and another USB cord, if you get what I mean.

He was obviously waiting for an answer…I should have been
concerned since the carrying case was open and at a slightly higher
angle, Things^TM which would not pass the scrutiny of the police would be visible and the Things^TM in question would be enough to get me into a fuckload of trouble. To top it off, I had More Things^TM in my backpack! Either Things^TM or More Things^TM would have resulted in shit hitting the fan on their own, and two collective Things^TM…now that’s should have make me a little anxious to say the least.

Strangely, I did not even feel so much as an iota of mild
trepidation, which was surprising since it’s my 3rd day without sleep
and paranoia usually sets in around that time. I was completely calm
and worry free. I zipped up my digicam carrying case, slung it back
around me, grinned at the policeman, gave him a friendly pat on the
shoulder and said “Oh, tak ada apa, ini untuk koleksi sendiri sahaja.”
(Oh, no reason, just took it for my personal collection.”). I gave him
another big grin, waved and walked away, leaving him smiling in a
decidedly puzzled fashion.

Disclaimer: The usage of the words Things^TM and More Things^TM in this post refers to a counterfeit digicam battery and several pirated DVDs respectively, which may not be legal. Things^TM and More Things^TM
are not to be interpreted as an allusion to any illicit substance,
because I do not possess anything like that. I reiterate that it’s just
a counterfeit digicam battery and several pirated DVDs. However, you
should neither be bringing Things^TM nor More Things^TM around, regardless of what tangible objects the words refer to. You never know who you’re going to bump into. 🙂

In hindsight, drawing attention to yourself from the police by
taking full flash photos of them in action is not a very bright thing
to do when you have Things^TM and More Things^TM in
your possession. I would not do it again, I thank my parents for the
genes which allows me to be real friendly when the need arises, the
“Hey, buddy, how’s it going?” kind of friendly, and also for a
relatively innocent looking facial profile with a repertoire that
includes a Shit Eating Grin^TM, which seems to be rather effective in diffusing situations like this. =D

I didn’t even get good photos due to the flash going off so
hard…it’s a good thing luck was on my side. Even though taking photos
in public is perfectly legal, dealing with police here requires a
delicate assessment of the situation and a careful evaluation of the
psychological state the policeman in question is in, to either:
1. Be real friendly
2. Act submissive
3. Appear to be busy
lest they get sudden and uncontrollable urges to question you and
search your digicam carrying case and your backpack and take you in,
which is not unheard of in my hometown, but I’ve not had that happen in
KL so far.

I’m glad I made the right profile projection and chose #1. I think
it was that friendly pat on the shoulder that closed the deal. 😉 Hail
Mary!

Oh right, I added something new in the sidebar, look under Photo
Gallery. No flames please, it’s only for people who want to. :p I’m not
sleepy but I shall brute force myself into a state of slumber now, lest
I go into Day #4 without sleep. I will reply the comments tomorrow, I
bid thee farewell and good night.

KL Monorail

October 28, 2003 by HB

Raja Chulan Station

I took the monorail from Stesen Raja Chulan (it’s practically
outside the building where I work) to Stesen Bukit Bintang today. Yes,
that’s just a station apart. Yes, I could have walked instead. No, it
wasn’t raining. It was drizzing though…for a while at least…
*cough* I just wanted to use the monorail.

Anyway, instead of the 10 am – 3 pm hours the KL Monorail was
running before, it’s now running from 7 am – 8 pm, a much more
practical timetable. However, instead of the RM 1 to any station fare,
it costs at least RM 1.20 now and stations further away costs more,
like how the LRT system works.

Entertain yourself with a photo of a KL Monorail pulling into the station:

KL Monorail

The photos are much smaller and lower in quality (highly compressed)
now due to bandwidth issues. Back on topic, I noticed that there is a
TV channel called “Channel M” at the stations. I would assume the M
stands for Monorail.

Channel M

The channel just shows advertisements, including a disturbing one
involving a tiger and some sheep getting wet…it was a detergent
commercial. Anyway, a monorail pulled up before long and I was aboard
for less than a minute before arriving at Bukit Bintang station.

Stesen Bukit Bintang has an overpass to connect the two platforms
and to get people to the right side of the street (since the platforms
are on opposite sides of a highway). Stesen Raja Chulan has an
underpass instead. Anyway, I went to Bukit Bintang just to go to Sungei
Wang Plaza and get soft Famous Amos cookies.

Cost of trip:
Stesen Raja Chulan -> Stesen Bukit Bintang: RM 1.20
Double Chocolate Chip with Pecan Nut Soft Cookie: RM 3.50
Chocolate Chip with Macadamia Nut Soft Cookie: RM 3.50
Stesen Bukit Bintang -> Stesen Raja Chulan: RM 1.20

KL Monorail ticket

Anyway, after getting the cookies (yeah, I really just went to get cookies), I took the monorail back.

A funny thing happened while I was getting back…this old man
strolled up to me and said in a very soft and conspirational whisper:

“asdas asdasdsa sadasda”

“What?” I asked him.

“sadsds asdadas asdasdd”

“I’m sorry, I can’t hear you lah. What were you saying again?”

“Lei ga la len mou la ah.”

I looked down. Yes, the old man was indeed right. My zipper was
undone. Oops. Heh. That was funny though, how he walked up to me and
whispered so softly to inform me of the state of undress I was in.
Wait, lemme check what color my underwear is. Okay, done. It’s blue.
Now that’s not very discreet. Very nice old man, to walk up and inform
me like that. 😉

Interior of a monorail

I corrected my zipper orientation inside the monorail. Not too long
after that, I was accosted again, this time by a monorail attendant.
“Encik…”, he went and gestured with the tip of his hand held walkie
talkie at the “No Food/Drink” sign. I was still going at the soft
cookie at that time. 🙂

KL Monorail map

Bangsar Pasar Malam (Night Market) @ Jalan Telawi

September 8, 2003 by HB

A couple of us headed down to Bangsar pasar malam last night to get
some fresh produce. It’s only open on Sundays from what I heard from
Richard, unlike Sibu pasar malams which are open every day of the week.
Anyway, we had dinner at the place right in front of the pasar malam
before heading in. I saw this perfect roti tissue while walking in, so
I ordered that but unfortunately, there seems to be two roti canai
stalls because my roti tisu was quite dismal:

One of the less aesthetically pleasing roti tisu’s around.

Anyway, I didn’t finish that one, don’t really see the appeal in
roti tisu since it’s just a roti canai. Shaped like a hat. I got
another roti pisang to eat, that was great, I like eating roti pisang
without the curries, coz it’s sweet by itself.

Roti pisang (with bananas inside).

Well, after that we walked around the pasar malam to get some
vegetables and other stuff for cooking. Here are the photos of the
Bangsar pasar malam at Jalan Telawi photo shoot:

Fresh vegetables!

Photos of Jalan Sultan Ismail – Jalan P. Ramlee – Suria KLCC – Bangsar

September 5, 2003 by HB

Here are photos of my trip back from work. I took these set of
photos yesterday coz I left the office at 7 pm which is early (I left
at 9 pm the day before) and still bright so I decided to take photos of
the route I use to get home:

This is what it looks like when I step out of the building I work in. The KL Monorail currently only runs limited hours.

Walking down the street – it’s Fitness First. There’s always some sort of program going on.

This is Warp Disco, I hear it’s the place to be if you don’t
like pretentious “trance” clubs. 😉 It’s just a 3 minute walk from my
work place. Kananga International is just beside and interconnected to
Komplex Antarabangsa if that helps.

Walking into the intersection, there’s this mysterious metallic structure.

This is the intersection of Jalan Sultan Ismail and Jalan P.Ramlee, where there’s a string of entertainment venues.

The metallic structure is Nouvo – it’s the sister club of Salt (Melbourne) if you’re wondering what kind of club it is.

Next up is Chakri White House.

Modestos and Bar Ibiza is opposite it.

After that, it’s Suria KLCC – the shopping mall beside the Petronas Twin Towers (tallest building in the world as of now). You can catch a glimpse of the girth of the twin towers beside it.

Walking through Suria KLCC to the KLCC Putra LRT station.

Still walking…

It’s straight down the left of the main entrance. Head right into the station.

Here’s the ticket vending machines.

This is the train pulling into the KLCC station. It runs once every 7 minutes.

I get down at Bangsar LRT station.

and take the Ecstasy bus home. Triton 02. It’s a yellow tablet with
a smiley face imprint. Didn’t test out as anything with Marquis or
Simons. Suspect bunk, but when I take it, it brings me where I want to
go. Home, that is. Enough stupid jokes, I’m going back to work, I have
to stay back tonight to finish up a project that’s going live on
Monday. By the way, I don’t have time to apply for a phone line and an
ADSL connection at home yet due to my work hours, so I won’t be posting
until Monday. Please don’t refresh during the weekends ok? 🙂

The Tallest Book Tower + The Biggest Pushpins Jalur Gemilang @ Sunway Pyramid

August 25, 2003 by HB

Those photos of the two dubious records for entry into the Malaysia
Book of Records would be posted below. I reckon veritas should try for
The Largest Amount of Benzodiazepines A Person Could Eat Without
Falling Asleep since it doesn’t seem to take much to get into the
Malaysian Book of Records. 😉 Anyway, I just came back from mamak so
I’ll just post this and head to bed. Mamak photos will be up tomorrow.

Anyway, this is a continuation from the previous day – we went to Kota Raya after lunch and caught a bus to Sunway Pyramid.

There were lots of people ice skating at Pyramid Ice.

Which made me crave ice cream for some reason…

Baskin Robbins has this Summer Sundaes sundaes going on.

We had the Tropical Luau and the Banana Bay. That new cheese cake
with chocolate ice cream flavor is pretty good. Anyway, the Tropical
Luau has a cake base and it’s okay, but now the Banana Bay is the way
to go. Very sinfully rich, heaps of caramel on top and it even has a
caramel base. Thick caramelly goodness. 🙂

Melaka Fest was going on at Sunway Pyramid – a tourism to Melaka
promotional festival, where there were becas going around, carrying
people and attempting to run shoppers over and performances of all
sorts.

There were men with umbrellas.

Prancing men with umbrellas.

There were even women with umbrellas.

And tea pots, no less…

Finally, there were two “records” being displayed for uh…public appreciation.

The Tallest Book Tower in Malaysia, fashioned to look like the current tallest buildings in the world (Petronas Twin Towers).

It was made with books from Dr. Mahathir, don’t you dare dispute the
“101% garunteed sold out!” claims the publishers make. Why, I think
this tower took more than a couple of the books to make.

The Biggest Jalur Gemilang (Malaysia’s national flag) made with push pins.

I thought it was straws and dared my gf to take one from the middle part. 🙂

Anyway, that’s it for today, I’ll be working early tomorrow morning,
so I’m heading to bed. I’ll reply all the comments tomorrow, thanks for
the feedback! 🙂

The laundry fiasco @ Roberts Hall

May 26, 2003 by HB

[Update: (3:31 AM) Just received another note. Scanned and added below.]

I was so fucking pissed off just now…was all ready to (action which
would result in an assault conviction) the person responsible. I have a
quick temper and the stimulants (caffeine, caffeine, told ya in the
McDonalds post back there) coursing through my bloodstream exacerbated
things and I was dead set on waiting in the laundry room to physically
confront the asshole that removed my still damp laundry from the
dryers. The problem today was caused by the fact that 2 of the 6 dryers
in the laundry is out of order, another one keeps on stopping so you
have to constantly restart it, another one only blows cold air, so that
leaves 2 dryers for the whole of Roberts Hall. One of those only
produced slightly warm air while the other (which my laundry was in)
had true hot air. I had returned to find my laundry:
1. Stuffed in a corner cubbyhole with a fucking wet underwear that isn’t mine
2. Stuffed in a center cubbyhole with a sock that isn’t mind
3. Scattered on the floor
Tell me you wouldn’t give in to violent urges if this happens to you.
There’re some fucking inconsiderate ressies who wouldn’t think twice
about conveniently removing your laundry on the grounds that it is
already “dry”. Yeah, it’s easy to see that the outer clothes (the outer
part of the bunch dries faster than the inside of the bunch) is
somewhat dry and pretend that the ones in the middle of the bunched up
laundry isn’t still damp. I was very pissed off about the way my
laundry was scattered and stuffed indiscriminately too. Fuckers!!!

I waited a while, but didn’t have the patience to stay the whole
night, so I took the person’s laundry out and put mine back in (the
dryer is rightfully mine until my clothes are dry). This was when I
noticed that the person responsible is female (from the contents of the
dryer). That’s no excuse though, but I stopped my violent ideations (is
this sexist behavior?) and stormed back to my room to write a message
to stick on the dryer instead. I didn’t take a photo or scan my message
(yup, I still remember about images even in this state of mind :p) but
I did take a photo of the dryer (that’s the picture above) after I
stuck my message in there. I managed to exercise restrain and worded it
politely, but I also wanted to send a message that it is UNACCEPTABLE
BEHAVIOR to do that. The message is blurry because it’s cropped from
the larger original photo size (the one above) and that had suppressed
flash on. It goes:

If the text is not legible to you (I did try liberal sharpen filters, but it’s still blurry) here’s a transcript:

My laundry
is obviously
NOT!!
DRY. Please
refrain from removing
(crossed out text) clothes which have
not dried. I do not
appreciate the way you
stuffed and scattered my
laundry into the cubby holes!
I have put mine back in. Call
me at (my cell phone number) if
you feel this is in error!

Needless to say, being annoyed does not make one eager to observe
the grammatical and sentence structure rules, but it gets the point
across. I stuck that onto the dryer and waited for the phone call. I
didn’t get one though, so I just returned to the laundry room 30
minutes later (coz my laundry should be dry by then) and saw that my
laundry was still in the dryers and my note has been untouched. Or so I
thought…upon closer review, the note isn’t the one I wrote. She has
posted a reply and stuck it there instead. I looked for my note (wanted
to scan it) but it wasn’t anywhere in the laundry room nor the garbage
bin (I checked) so I figured she took it with her. That’s why you have
to settle for the blurry pic and the transcript above. Anyway, this was
her reply:

Now that made me feel really bad. I wasn’t angry anymore (stopped
after 15 minutes). I have a quick temper, but I can’t stay angry for
long. That’s one of my good personality quirks. 😉 I also felt guilty
about everything coz it wasn’t her fault after all and she was victim
to this mysterious laundry room asshole as well. Anyway, I put her
laundry back into the dryer so she wouldn’t have to queue if someone
came in before her. She was next anyway, and it was the least I could
do. She left her number (mosaic applied for her privacy) so I called to
apologize. She wasn’t in and I got her voicemail so I left a message to
apologize for the mix up and told her that her laundry is in the dryers
now.

I still didn’t feel very proud of myself though, so I called again
10 minutes later and got her on the phone. I apologized for the mix up
and she apologized too (though she didn’t do anything wrong). She also told me that she lives just one floor above me!
I was mortified…I knew who she is now. It’s the friendly girl from
upstairs whom I don’t know personally, but we have a “hello-and-smile”
relationship. How embarrassing…but it’s cool though, ended the
conversation with “everything’s okay” from both parties. So all’s good
and well. Except for the mystery laundry messer…you just wait till I
sn…er, drink some coffee and I’ll be coming down on you like a
ton of bricks. If I’m still angry that is…right now I’m more tired than
anything. I’ve been up since 10 pm yesterday and that’s just over 27
hours, which should be nothing…except I’ve been exhausted since early
afternoon. Anyway, that’s the Roberts Hall laundry fiasco. 🙂

[Added @ 3:31 AM]

I just received another note. It was stuck outside my door and I
only noticed it when I went to the toilet just now. That’s very nice of
her, really appreciate the kind gesture! 🙂

Front:

Back:

Mosiac applied to name and room number to protect her privacy.

I’m very disappointed at the predictable and immature way I reacted
at first though…I thought I had the “temper, temper” bit under control,
but apparently not. However, it’s been 6 months since my last one, and
that’s pretty good progress. 🙂 I don’t want to send myself to an early
grave with the strokes and the heart attacks. I just lose it over silly
things, that last time was so ridiculous I feel stupid. Please don’t
laugh, but I actually got into a pissing match in IRC! Yes, the realm
of retards and trolls. *hangs head in shame* It was a local channel and
this teenager was just provoking me, getting my panties all in a twist
by talking shit about my father. I retaliated by telling him to walk
the walk, and told him to meet me at this car park near my house in 10
minutes. He further irritated me by going “hahaha” and not replying to
my challenge (yes, yes, I know I’m childish when I’m pissed) so I
questioned his manhood in the main channel, using classics like “Do you
even have balls down there?” and “Pussy, what a fucking coward” and it
took 35 iteration before he finally got pissed enough to accept, so off
I went (in my pjyamas, no less), grabbed the nearest thing (2 by 4),
and drove out in the rain at 3 am in the morning.

I circled around the area for a full 25 minutes and got soaking wet
but didn’t see anyone. I called my friend who was online and in the
same channel, and she said that guy was in the channel! This made me
twice as pissed and I drove back and made about 300+ taunts using
creative variations of all insults possible, I even had to resort to
“Your mother’s a slut” before he really got pissed and said he’s coming
out now. So off I went again, I was helluva cold in my wet PJs and I
had to wait another 30 minutes and no one turned up! He must be
laughing his head off in his comfy room. What right thinking person
would waste so much time for nothing? Just stupid me. Anyway, I wasn’t
pissed anymore after that, the cold just made me want to go home and
take a hot shower. While showering, it just occurred to me that it’s
not possible for a 16 year old to have a driver’s license! Now you know
the extent of my silliness. I’m not a hardass or anything, my panties
just have a high affinity with knots, so that’s why such things happen
to me. Oh well, back to assignments. I could have finished one if I
hadn’t started with the written version of verbal diarrhea.

Roberts Hall, Stairway 8

May 18, 2003 by HB

The winds blew with much gusto today…so much that the zest of it
managed to jam the stairway door shut with sheer force. I was getting
my laundry from the dryers and got trapped outside with the stairway
resident advisor. We tried to get it open with another guy from the
next stairway, but it was really jammed shut. Our RA went to get the
maintenance guys while I waited outside for 20 minutes with my large
basket of laundry. Every resident who passed by thought I was locked
out and asked if I needed their keys (all stairway doors are locked
now). The RA came back later and said that the maintenance guys are on
the way and she went to the back to see if she could get someone to
wake up and try opening the door from the inside. Before she could, one
of my neighbors came down and opened the door. Sweet salvation! 🙂 It
can be opened from the inside, just not from the outside, coz of the
way the lock is jammed past the placeholder.

Anyway, here’s the semi-regular MP3 (MP3 of the Week?). I’m getting
close to my monthly 5 gig bandwidth allowance, this month saw two
spikes in traffic from The Shroomery [shroomery.org] forums and an Erowid
[erowid.org] experience report veritas submitted last year, which just
got added a couple of days ago (with direct linked images, no less).
Both are quite painful, especially the Erowid one…I was surprised at
the bandwidth that was eaten, Erowid must be generating heavy traffic
even in experience reports of conventional pharmaceuticals. Anyway, get
the MP3 while you can. This is an old one from NOFX, came out in ’94
and I just love this track, the lyrics are funny. Satire at it’s
finest. Heh.

NOFX – Whatever Didi Wants [sixthseal.com]
(right click, save target as)
[3:01 minutes 96 KBPS STEREO 44.1KHZ 2.07 MB .mp3]

[Edit: MP3 deleted]

Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it

I wouldn’t walk 500 miles
When I could fly coach, but almost anything
I wouldn’t swim, across the Nile
When I could get a amebic dysentery [emedicine.com]

I would do almost anything for you
Coz if there’s anything you want
I’ll probably get it
You tell me what you need
I’ll try not to forget it
You need someone to blame
I’ll say I said it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it

I wouldn’t climb the highest mountain
Could get a blister, but almost anything
I wouldn’t throw, coins in a fountain
I may be needing to make a phone call

I’ll call you collect whenever I could
Coz if there’s anything you want
I’ll probably get it
Just tell me what you need
I’ll try not to forget it
You need someone to blame
I’ll say I said it
Whatever Didi wants she’s gonna get it

You are so beautiful
You are so beautiful to me
We’re gonna try and get it right!

It doesn’t seem like you’re a million
Miles away, no.
But maybe one or two
That doesn’t mean, I never loved you
I love you long time, when you’re on top of me

I love you as much as anyone could
Coz if there’s anything you want
I’ll probably get it
Just tell me what you need
I’ll try not to forget it
You need someone to blame
I’ll say I said it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it

Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she’s gonna get it

The Kollective MANGA!

April 30, 2003 by HB

The original photo has been resized and compressed so any resulting artifacts are my fault.

The cast has been inked by Daniel
[geocities.com]! I say he did a wonderful job, very nice indeed. I
can’t draw at all, and I was impressed that it only took him 2 hours to
sketch this out. You probably need to read the post
[sixthseal.com] to know what this is about. This is Daniel’s first
draft, so comment if you want him to make changes for the second draft.
It’s a great first draft though, I like how the characters came out.
Eh, I look too feminine in this sketch, gotta submit a change request
to the artist. Haha! Here’s a photo
[sixthseal.com] for the second draft. 🙂 This was taken about two weeks
ago, the pair of jeans that I was talking about isn’t very visible, but
the shirt would be good and it’s nearly a full body length shot. Thanks
buddy!