A funny conversation (overheard)

I had a meeting today with my IE client and our project has finally
been signed off. It’s a culmination of a year’s work and it was kinda
sad for things to end, strange as it may sound. πŸ™‚

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Anyway, I saw that Bakers Delight @ Clayton is finally open to the
public. I just got a hot cross bun, and it was pretty good. They were
offering samples of bread on the counter too.

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Well, I’m feeling strangely sleepy now, so I’ll just be quick and
tell you a funny conversation I heard while on the bus. Anyway, there
was this group of Malaysian people sitting around me. I don’t know
them, but I overheard their conversation mentioning they’re from KL.
It’s impossible not to when some of them were opposite me and some
beside me.

Anyway, this guy (looks Malaysian as well) comes in at the bus loop
at Monash University and sat beside the Malaysian girl opposite me.
After a while, he struck up this conversation with the girl:

Guy: Are you Malaysian or Indonesian?
Girl: (looking disinterested) Malaysian.
(looks away again)
Guy: I figured you were. You had a typical Malaysian accent.
Girl: (looking annoyed) I’m Malaysian so of course I have a Malaysian accent.
(her friends around laughs)
Guy: Yeah, you have a very distinctive accent from which I can tell you’re Malaysian.
Girl: (looking very annoyed) I’m proud to be Malaysian.
Guy: Hey, so am I.
(extends hand)
Girl: (considers for a moment then the auto-reflex kicks in) …
(she didn’t say anything in reply)
Guy: (insistent) So, where do you live?
Girl: Halls.
(looks away)
Guy: Which hall?
Girl: (looking at her friends for help) Ah…this is my stop.
(starts to make a show of gathering her plastic bags while avoiding eye contact with the guy)
Guy: (not to be dissuaded) What’s all that for? Is that your daily shopping or what?
Girl: It’s for a week. And some are for friends.
(looks away)
Guy: So what are you into? Alcohol? Drugs?
Girl: Nothing.
(gathers her shopping bags and gets up, the halls stop is there)

Heh. It was funny how that guy was going on like that. I figured he
didn’t start the conversation on the right foot, but he was also the
annoying type and he couldn’t afford to be that without scoring high in
the looks department. But I reckon it’s the “Malaysian accent” thing
that did him in. I heard the girls bagging him while walking into the
halls. I didn’t know them though, they’re from a different hall, but
that conversation sure was funny. Heh.

THE KOLLECTIVE

Disclaimer: This post is not intended to be taken seriously.
It’s a brainstorming session about fictitious events which is meant for
a manga (graphic novel) plot. It’s not to be interpreted as an
intension to commit any illegal activity.

Edit: The Manga’s first draft is here [sixthseal.com]!

Daylight saving time is ending!

Woo hoo, we gain an hour today, fellow Victorians! πŸ™‚ Set your clocks back to 2 am at 3 am.

More about the THE KOLLECTIVE: Me and my bunch of friends used to
kid around like this, bouncing ideas off each other about what company
we’ll start and who’ll be in it. πŸ™‚ I suddenly felt like doing that
again after reading the “starting up Burger King” comments (link
below). Thus, I posted this:

Link of the Day: Do you want to rule the world with an iron fist? JOIN US AND TAKE OVER THE WORLD! We need YOU! [sixthseal.com]

on the previous post. πŸ™‚

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I did a bit of Photoshop work during a break while working on my
assignment. I am aware of the distinct lack of designing skills on my
part. =D This is our logo. Yes, that’s my eye and I apologize about the
slightly bloodshot condition and the unsightly details. πŸ˜‰ I used macro
mode to take a photo of my right eye and I surprised myself with the
clarity and sharpness of the detail. The pupils were even reflecting
the digicam and monitor! I was inspired to do it by fuzzy’s [absolutely-fuzzy.com] logo creations for her design project. πŸ™‚

Anyway, the eye idea is from the Illuminati “all seeing eye” on top
of a pyramid design. It strikes fear into the hearts of our adversaries
and sends a general message out that WE ARE WATCHING YOU! The red
colors of THE KOLLECTIVE font symbolizes bravery, if I remember my
“color symbols of the Malaysian flag” lessons in high school right. The
bold uppercase font is meant to convey strength and send a “resistance
is futile” message. The “Leading the wild into the ways of the man…” is
a pet axiom of mine paraphrased from the bible. The phrase is meant to
convey our resolution in taking over the world.

THE KOLLECTIVE: It’s going to be a large company with lots of
divisions specializing in different things. That’s our official front,
anyway. The main income will be acquired by drug manufacture,
distribution and retailing. The company will not be involved in the sex
industry even though it’s lucrative because I think that it’s seedy and
dirty. Unlike many others, personally I think recreational drug use is
much more acceptable that being involved in the sex industry. Firearms
dealing could be in our future expansion plans though. There is no
leader in our organization, decisions are made by majority voting. Our
goal is to aggressively take over companies one by one either through
buying them out with our war chest or using strong arm tactics. Our
final aim is to take over the world and rule the world with our
collective iron fists! *loud, prolonged and slightly insane evil
laughter*

Why the emphasis on drugs? Drugs = quick and fast cash flow. πŸ˜‰

Current members:

Huai Bin aka killuminati

Official job description: Computer science consultant
Off the record: Synthesis of recreational compounds to finance
our operation. First, simple pseudoephedrine -> methamphetamine and
as expertise grows, safrole -> mdma. we’ll pool our money to rent a
small warehouse in a remote area of Sibu, buy a pill press,
get the precursor chems and make pills with ‘K’ (for ‘K’ollective, you
can’t fit “THE KOLLECTIVE” on a pill!) imprinted with the “all seeing
eye” design on them. good, quality pills and we’ll undercut the
competition by selling them slightly above cost! Not only that, I’ll
also synthesize exotic chemicals from PiHKAL and TiHKAL by the much
respected Dr. Alexander Shulgin
[cognitiveliberty.org] and press them into pills which are labeled
properly, including dosage guides. I’ll tap the niche market yet!

Frank aka frank_omatic

Official job description: Legal representative
Off the record: Sue everyone to supplement our income. get us
out of trouble should our lab be discovered. europe representative to
distribute our pills. we’ll make huge ass pills with 200 mg of mdma and
push the amsterdam competition out of business! From the previous
comments (his words): As for all our money, i will put them in it some
off shore bank in South America. Don’t worry i will take care of the
legal document. We will open a investment company and a charity
organisation to “wash” our black money.

Daniel aka DieHardX

Official job description: Architecture consultant
Off the record: Sabotage other company’s architecture, make
buildings fall down and all that. singapore representative to
distribute our pills. pills will be smuggled in as ‘architecture
components’. use your philosophy ideas to think about unorthodox ways
to increase our grip on the world!

Adrian aka IQ0

Official job description: Chemical Engineer
Off the record: Applying his engineering background to make pill
presses and other machinery required for making drugs. His reverse
osmosis knowledge would be useful to produce clean pyrogen (sp?) free
water for our drug manufacturing.

Christopher aka Ah Siang

Official job description: Human Resource Director
Off the record: He’ll be in charge of recruiting people for our
strong arm division. The strong arm division is not part of THE
KOLLECTIVE and has no voting rights. Recruitment can be from militias,
soldiers of fortunes, gangsters, ah bengs, it doesn’t matter. We pay
them well and we overwhelm by numbers. Our army would be equipped with
.45 millimeter side arms for normal enforcement, confrontation,
harassment and intimidation campaigns. We’ll also have to buy AK47s
from a corrupt country who’s willing to sell automatic weapons for cash
in the near future. That would be necessary for gang warfare with
established cartels when we graduate into the big leagues. Our
organization’s resignation policy for our strong arm division is very
simple and promotes loyalty. Feel free to leave anytime. However, if
any disclosure of the organization’s activities is made, we’ll give you
a very nice “severance package”, which will ah…”set you up for life”,
so to speak. πŸ˜‰

Wen Jia aka teddybwear

Official job description: Horticulturist
Off the record: She has offered to cultivate our cannabis,
opium, coca and all other plants with recreational potential. That’s
good, coz shifting this responsibility to her gives my mom the ability
to concentrate on our underground pipe distribution network! Heh. πŸ™‚
She’s particularly interested in cultivating new strains of cannabis,
which is good. We’ll corner the cannabis market yet, with the help of
teddybwear, we’ll create a new ultra high THC content strain for the
connoisseur market. She’ll also be cultivating normal indica and sativa
strains to sell to the commercial market. Our product will be cured
properly, no shortcuts guaranteed! Our organization is committed to
ensuring that the cannabis is dry before weighting it for sale too.
Unlike our competitors, you’re guaranteed to get your money’s worth for
the weight! We’re not going to spray the cannabis with water to
artificially increase the weight or anything like that. And that’s THE
KOLLECTIVE guarantee! πŸ™‚

Other people I’ll like in THE KOLLECTIVE:

My dad aka Khemistry

Official job description: Administration
Off the record: Graduated with first class honors in chemistry. Arm him with Rhodium
[rhodium.ws] and the equipment and the precursor chemicals and we’ll
make a good father and son manufacturing team. πŸ˜‰ However, I have a
feeling he wants no part in this operation. He’s a devout Christian and
is sure to disapprove of our methods for producing quick cash flow.
Hah! πŸ™‚

My mom aka Magma

Official job description: Earth Science Director
Off the record: Has a degree in earth sciences (geography) so
she’ll be in charge of analyzing rock structures and all that so that
we can achieve our final aim: a worldwide underground tunnel system to
bypass the traditional air/land/sea smuggling routes and have our own
undetectable routes to distribute our goods. She’s also very interested
in plants so she can be our official horticulturist and cultivate
cannabis plants, poppies, coca plants etc. Again, I don’t think she
wants to be a part of this too. Heh. πŸ™‚

My sister aka Doc

Official job description: Medical professional
Off the record: Final year med student. She’ll be responsible
for providing discreet medical care for the members of THE KOLLECTIVE.
The nature of our fund raising will inevitably lead to conflict with
other similar organizations and she’ll provide assistance for gunshot
wounds and other occupational hazards related to the business. Like my
mom and dad, she’ll be against our less than legal approach to achieve
intensive positive cash flow, so information should be supplied to her
on a “need to know” basis only. πŸ˜‰

Michelle aka Ga|adriel

Official job description: Pharmaceuticals Director
Off the record: I’ll need her pharmacy background for drug
synthesis. She’ll also be the director of our pharmaceuticals
department so she’s also in charge of getting the precursor chemicals
for the synthesis. Since she’s a pharmacist, she can also prescribe us
with much needed benzos as running THE KOLLECTIVE is going to be a very
stressful and anxiety-inducing job. πŸ˜‰ She would also be the source for
‘diverted pharmaceuticals’ like benzos, (meth)amphetamines, morphine,
oxycodone, fentanyl and other legitimately prescribed drugs with
recreational potential which we can sell for additional income.

Anna aka bear_bear

Official job description: Public Relations
Off the record: Nothing off the record. She’s qualified to be
our public relations person since she did that for her degree. Her job
would be to convince the world that we’re a legitimate organization and
divert attention away from our illegal shenanigans and emphasize our
legitimate achievements. She’ll also be in charge of making periodic
donations to charity to build up our image as an organization who cares
for the community.

Karen aka mInjuEnz

Official job description: Accountant
Off the record: My girlfriend is qualified to hold this position
but I don’t want her involved in any illegal schemes so mInjuEnz will
be in charge of our financial bookkeeping instead. Heh. She’s doing
actuarial studies which is close enough to handle the finance side of
the business. She would also provide risk analysis for not only our
organization’s legitimate expansion but our drug cartel control and
expansion. She’s also in charge of doing some creative accounting to
conceal our money laundering.

Ung Hing aka Zion

Official job description: Aeronautical engineer
Off the record: He’s doing aeronautical engineering so he’s
going to do maintenance and possibly upgrade our currently non-existent
fleet of planes that’s carrying our precious chemical cargo while the
pipe network is awaiting completion. Who’s going to fly the planes?
Everyone takes turns. πŸ™‚ Okay, let’s all take flying lessons this
Easter break.

Diana aka ying

Official job description: Medical professional
Off the record: She’s also studying medicine and we need more than one doctor.

Datina aka LoLI_PoP

Official job description: Legal representative
Off the record: We’ll need more than one lawyer too, since
things can get bad very fast if our illegal activities happens to be
exposed. Otherwise, she’ll be working with frank to file frivolous
lawsuits against other companies for additional income

Justina aka Jus

Official job description: Medical professional
Off the record: You can’t have too many doctors. Or lawyers for that matter. πŸ™‚

Okay, I’m going to stop here. I can’t believe I wasted an hour
writing this! Oh well, at least technically I didn’t lose an hour coz
today’s the end of daylight saving time. Haha! Writing nonsense is fun
though, I like doing that, which was why I started a blog in the first
place.

I have too much time on my hands.

No, wait…I don’t! My assignment awaits!

Add your name and any expertise or experience you have to the
comments if you want to join THE KOLLECTIVE. Join us now and rule the
world, or be ruled by our collective iron fists when we take over the
world and our reign is absolute and irrevocable!
Muahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Hungry Jack inside a Shell station

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I’m really busy with the hurdle requirements for one of my
assignments which is due tomorrow, so here’s a photo from my collection
to entertain you. I took it a couple of weeks ago, and it’s a Hungry
Jack (a Burger King franchise) inside a Shell station. How
convenient. I’ve never seen a fast food outlet inside a gas station
before. Convenience store, yes. Fast food outlet, no. πŸ™‚

Law toilet graffiti

Just finished my tutorial. Posting this from the labs. I had an
early lecture today at Clayton. It was in one of the Law Faculty
lecture theatres and I was amazed to see that they have “waiting rooms”
in front of the lecture theatres. We do have something like that in the
Block B lecture theatres, but nothing on this scale. They had heaps of
seats and some of them are comfy ones like sofas. The lecture theatres
were in a semi-circle around the lecturer podium, quite a different
arrangement compared to other lecture theatres which are more like
movie theatres. Anyway, I found a bit of nice graffiti in the first
floor law building toilet:

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The speech bubble goes: “Hello, I’m dead. I was killed by boredom during a Torts lecture.”
The small thought bubble coming up of the guy popping up on top goes: “THE HORROR!”
The sides has TOO KOOL FOR SKOOL
The main feature is a light bulb (?) ending with a screw and sporting shades. There is a crossbones design at the back.

Well, the US has already dropped several bombs on the southern
no-fly zone, in the northwest, command and control sites and a missile
launcher. However, this is not considered the real attack. So what is
this then? A pre-emptive strike?

My tattoos

For Likki [blogspot.com]:

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This is the one on the right wrist. Just a plain barb wire design I
did back in 1997 in Christchurch. Did it on a whim while passing by a
tattoo place. I’m just impulsive like that. The tattoo artist forced me
to give it a 2 hour cooling off period to consider it. He actually said
24 hours coz I was just 16 then. Heh. Managed to convince him that I’ve
given it serious thought after 2 hours. Didn’t regret it, however I had
to wear a bandage around it during Form 5 in Malaysia because of school
rules. A running joke was that I was so accident prone my left wrist
was always fractured. πŸ™‚

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This is the one on the left, done in 2000 in Melbourne. It’s between
the wrist and elbow and reads “Louisa Lee”, my girlfriend’s name. The
tattoo artist also asked me to seriously reconsider this as she has met
plenty of people who did tattoos of their girlfriends/boyfriends and
came back a couple of months later after they have broken up to do a
cover up tattoo. I was forced to give it a 2 hour waiting period before
she would do it. I was with two other people so we just went to Burger
King and talked. One of my friends wanted to do one of her boyfriend’s
name too, but she was underage. It’s 18 for tattoos here. It’s done in
gothic font and the inside of the hollow fonts are purple bleeding into
a white center. The color doesn’t really come out on the digicam. I
actually have before and after photos of this taken, but they’re back
in my home in Malaysia. Those are intriguing, if you like to see blood.
πŸ˜‰ I never regretted this either, and I’m still with my girlfriend.

Mine are currently pretty standard stuff but I want to do a big
piece on my back with a large crucifix and Jesus with his thorn of
crowns and wounds and everything. The cross will have INRI on it and
below I’ll have “Leading the wild into the ways of the man”.
Unfortunately, my father threatens to disown me after I bounced the
idea off him. πŸ™‚

Another one I wanted to do is a large dragon (not ah beng style)
starting from my right thigh and winding around my body and the head
comes up above my right shoulder and it’s breathing fire and there’s a
scene of hell on my chest and stomach and they’ll be little flying imps
trying to put the fires out with buckets of water. One of the fires
will be engulfing my left chest around my nipple. There will be another
wall of fire on my stomach to border the scene from hell. I thought
that would go well with the crucifix on the back. Oh well, that’s what
I’ll like to have someday. Just need to convince a couple of people
that this is a good idea. πŸ˜‰

I’m not quite sober now, and I strongly suspect I’ll regret making this post tomorrow.

Old photo of me (1997)

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Aha! I found an old picture of me (circa 1997) in my autograph. Yes,
I had one back in Form 5. I was going for a Keith (Prodigy) hairstyle
and I had a nose piercing through the middle part of my nose then. I
remember being forced by my Biology teacher to remove the piercing the
next day. She won’t let me go on the field trip otherwise. Hah! This
was in Christchurch, New Zealand. I was doing Year 12 there at that
time. Come to think about it, in that year alone, I had piercings on:
the middle part of my nose, the right side of my nose, two on my left
eyebrow, 5 on my left ear, my lower lip and my tongue. Not all at the
same time though. And it cost me NZ$40 for each one, except for the
tongue piercing which was NZ$100. I also got a barb wire tattoo on my
right wrist too, for good measure. Geez…I was such an attention freak
then. I admit it! I did it all for attention! :p Well, I was studying
in Riccarton High School
[riccarton.school.nz] then. Er…looking at their webpage, I noticed that
the principal is still the same. I had a few run-ins with him during my
time there. Wonder if he still remembers me…Now, I’ve removed all my
piercings (except the tongue piercing – it wasn’t visible) after my
1998 image makeover (returned to a Malaysian high school), but I did
get another tattoo in 2000. Unfortunately, I also lost the tongue
piercing due to the stud disappearing down the sink in a teeth brushing
accident. Couldn’t get it replaced coz they don’t sell those things in
my hometown. Hmm…the urge to pierce is with me again…

Behold, I draw again

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This is what I always drew in high school when our art teacher said “bebas” during art class. Bebas
= free, which indicates the topic of the day was to draw anything you
want. As you can see, I’m not very gifted in the arts, so inevitably,
I’ll hand up this picture. It was always drawn this way too, a house, a
sun in the top right hand corner, a pond with a duck inside (complete
with lines depicting the movement of the duck), a tree on the left side
of the house and several clumps of grass at the bottom left hand corner
to fill up the blank space. It feels good to render my favorite piece
of art once more. πŸ™‚

Out with the old, in with the new

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I changed the Cascading Style Sheet because I was caught in a wave
of dysphoria while looking at the old one. The spice extends life. The
spice expands consciousness. This new one looks cleaner, nicer. I am
afraid of Track #6. The “All hail The Creator” one. The Creator cometh!
Whose pupils are dilated? Is it yours? It’s gotta be yours, coz it’s
not mine! The little fan sits on the little bed and spins its little
blades. Flange flange flange. Nevermind, lah. Ting ting ting, bells a
ringin’. Hlp, I’m drownd. That was from Bag of Bones. One two, buckle
my shoe, three four, shut the door, five six, pick up sticks, seven
eight, lay them straight. London bridge is falling down falling down
falling down. London bridge is falling down. My fair lady. Please
define. You better do it soon, because the stick is very angry. hahaha
Erm…yes.

A haiku:
Rice is long and grain
The small grains are sun and soft
Bring me to a boil

Mindfuck! Newspower! Your store with more! Oh, so much more, baby.
Needful things, you see. Flange flange flange. Paleolithic 35,000,
Neolithic 25,000, Mesolithic 15,000, Besi & Gangsa 2,500. Will I
live to see tomorrow? One two, buckle my shoe, three four, touch the
floor, five six, eat up sticks, seven eight, mash them straight. London
bridge is falling down falling down falling down and London bridge is
falling down my fair laydee. And this is me going Goooooooooood
Mooooooooooorrrrrrrrrnnnnnnnnnnnnnniiiiiiiiiiiinnnnggggggggggggg
Melbourne!

The lid of a rice cooker is his hat. Please don’t take it away. It
needs the hat to shade himself against the sun. Why is a passport a
passport? Hmm…something to think about eh? Or not. I don’t give a fuck
either way. If you want, think about it. If you don’t want, fuck off,
no one is pointing a gun to your head and forcing you to do anything.
Just remember Bi-Lo, where there is extra value for YOU! Yes, you heard
me right! Extra value, just for YOU!

I’m going to throw up. Delirium, schizophrenia with a unique 3D
shape. Urg. Knock knock knock says ICQ. Three times lucky, says OCD, my
friend Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Whoever he is. Quick review, I
feel a need to write. The smallest things are significant. And the
fnords are everywhere, don’t you think otherwise. London bridge is
falling down, falling down, falling down.

Everytime I go to the toilet I feel an urge to puke. 755-25-25 Pizza
Hut Delivery! PLUR. Peace Love Unity Respect. An overturned saucepan
with boiling hot margarine on the floor. Floosh floosh floosh. Intense.
Saucers. Not the flying kind. It’s so powerful. Oh my God, It’s really
so powerful. What a powerful mindfuck! It’s a Teacher! Man, it’s so
crazy over here. So crazy…

I see! No really, I see!!!

If I’m not making sense, it’s because I’m not making sense.

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