Insidious Review

The movie is scary as fuck..all you need to know if you want to watch the movie.

Corruption

Corruption is such an evil words, it eats someone alive then spit them out leaving it there to rot..A few weeks ago, something happened to blogspot and it was down for a couple of days, nothing serious then i noticed the corruption has taken effect on my account..

Last few days, i felt like my hand were tied cause i couldn't do anything to my blog, i couldn't click on anything, i couldn't sign in, i couldn't even do anything at all..it felt like my blogspot just died and i'm the last person on earth to know about it.

I noticed the top part of the blog where it supposed to have "new post" "sign out" and "follow" were gone, from there onwards the blog to me, was officially corrupted, i had to take drastic measure to hand..

Funny thing is, i tried my sister's laptop, it works and if i was using Internet Explorer instead too, it works but only on Firefox it doesn't, cause of source? wasn't able to identify however..I was inches away from creating a completely new blog before i decided that i can still blog from Explorer, i was ready to shut down and restart my blog from scratch..fortunately the light bub in my head shined before my hand took control of it's own..

Anway, i made minor changes to the blog to make it feel like a same man but a new day for it, same man different clothes..to forget about the past and move on to the future..

Bio_Nic Khronology was borned..

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Title Changed 3

Third time, third round, third entrance, third time the charm..

Being thinking of this name for quite some time already, wanted to make it sound more futuristic, advance and techno..

Changes were made due to some corruption and error with my account..for some unexplainable reason, some unexplainable things happened..

So ya..

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Long Distance

Being far away, being far apart, feeling distance between each other..I feel like i don't know hwy some people would bother going through a long distance relationship when it's clear that the distance will be the worst nightmare in that relationship..

The constant need of need of having that someone by your side is hellish too sometime, i mean every now and then people need room to breath otherwise things will get out of control..but then again the absence of someone's presence is another problem too.

Back then when i was in Subang Jaya, my roomate was from Johor, his girlfriend stayed in Johor while he proceed enrolling in SEGi college, during that time i see and hear alot from him talking about how he and his girlfriend is struggling about the whole not being to be with each other thing feels like, i don't need to have a girlfriend to know what that feels like, then again it depends on how faithful one can be to another..

Speaking about that, one of my friend's long distance relationship did not go that well with her boyfriend. After being send to some place else to enroll in college too, other people starts to come into the picture and things got involved pushing her away while the guy became more involved with the girl instead..i remembered telling her that long distance doesn't work and i was true. As bad as it sounds, it's reality..like i said, it depends on how loyal can one be to another.

The main reason behind this post is the fact that my dad now has a girlfriend actually despite him not telling me about it, it's pretty obvious though. That cunt that he likes is in Ipoh by the way and he's in Melaka..travelling up and down like some trail donkey for some no goodie two shoe girl, being as realistic as i can be i'm surprised my old man don't see things as realistically as i do, acting like some fully hormone teenage boy, it's sad to see actually.

Clearly he's been blinded by love, it's hard for me actually not because he prefer to spend more time with her than his 2 blood sweat tear blood and bone bond but because him travelling up and down, i don't know nor do i wished anything happen to him on the highway but how would i know right? Talking about it just makes me mad thinking about that sour cunt, i hope she rot..i can't wish for the relationship to end as badly as i want to because that would just be selfish, it's kinda like if you have a family member that works as a policemen..you can't ask them to quit them job just because your worries got the better of you, that's selfish.

So i stuck here, caught in the middle between my father and that Ipoh whore..there's nothing i can do about it besides pray that he see things more clearly..damn..

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Random 23

For the last few weeks i was an insomniac for 2 to 3 times, couldn't sleep due to the workers in my brain refusing to stop working and go back to their wives..probably scared of them or something..

Then for these few weeks, the brain took a 180 degree turn and the workers in my brain decided to take tea break nearly everyday from 4 something till 6 something leaving me sleeping for 2 hours, or sometime 8 something to 10 something..

So in return i became fresh and awake when most people start to feel tired, so now i'm typing this post at 1 AM, what do people do during this hour?

Sleep..

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I've Rent My First House

This house came to me and not the other way around, the owners were nice enough to let me handle it for them.. the house is pretty badly damaged inside due to break in which is very common in it's place..

Anyway, long story short, only just after a week of advertising, someone decided to rent it out for 700 per month and here i am with a thousand dollar in my pocket.

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L.O.L

I hate that word LOL, honestly it's stupid..first of for those who might know what that goddamn words mean, it's means laughing out loud and yes..it's as silly as it sounds.

First off i want to give a shoutout to the bugger that invent this 'words', apparently he/she had too much free time to go simplify words and everytime someone use it in front of me it pisses me off because it butchered the English language literally. I mean the English should to mean something but it means like we human just like to simplify it as much as possible..maybe because we hate spelling?

It's just me here talking about it, i don't know why, everybody else seems to be fine with it since they're using it all the time, lol here and there..To me, that's lame..saying you're laughing out loud when you're actually not..people say lol when they have nothing to say to the other person so they just 'lol'.. the more i think about it the more it pisses me off.

That word ain't the only word that pisses me off, other words like OMG, ROFL, IMAO..sigh, there used to be a time where English was spoken correctly and properly but not only are our Malaysian English as terrible as it can already gets, it's completely broken now. For those who doesn't know how to spell simple common English will like these new generation of words.

I'm speechless, absolutely speechless, what has happened to you my dear English? Thou used to all mighty beautiful upon our eyes but ugly has come and rule all impossible doubt and shamed your beauty into some realm of darkness, now we shall all suffered for the sin we never commit. You will never be the same again. Farewell

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Designer's Life

From time to time i still wonder what's the true reason of me to enroll into a college when all this time fate has decided that eventually i will be nothing that i've learned..what's the true purpose of going into a awful management college, stuck in a room with a hamburger owner and going through multiple companies in 3 months for 3 years for..what is the reason for it.

Back when i first graduated from high school, first thing that came to my mind is college, because obviously is the next best thing to do thanks to all the constant pressure from family and relatives. Of course that not the first thing i did, i first thing i did when graduated was taking a bite from a cigarette..the sour moist of another guy's lips touching mine..ahhh..then i work for 4 and a half month before the journey of Subang Jaya begins for me.

People always what you want to be when you grow up, and i always didn't know what i want to be since i don't know what i can and cannot be. So drawing is the only thing i like doing since young, so drawing might be my resource income..therefore, enrolling into designing for the life for me. Little did i know that what I'm about to learn has very little to do with pencil or sketching, it's all done in computer..I'm no computer geek so it was never going to be easy for me.

3 years flew by just like the wind that breeze through the air I breathed, within a blink of an eye i was about to enter another climax of my life..working. Without wasting any time i quickly searching for hundred of website to find vacancy where people is willing to take me in. Finding job has nothing been easy for me since what i always wanted to do i never get them..someone else is always living my dream, blowing my wish.. I remembered getting calls for some companies just to get rejected from them after wasting so much time going there by public transports.. This is not the first time i suffered many rejection consecutively to get something, i was struggling badly.

After more than 10 interviews i finally land myself a job..to my surprise it's somewhere very far, far enoough to said that if without my own transport it'll be torture to travel, and a torture it was. I quit.. like a snap of a finger.. i realize it's not something that i had in mind, i have to end it before it goes too far. Second came the most probably worse working place a man could possible be in..I was in a dirt bag where dirt money comes in everytime someone decided to change certain aspect of themselves, and i'm not that kind to agree to certain thing like that..not to mention i was the only designer in that place, everybody wanted me to do everything but nobody offer a hand, i quit again few days before getting paid..the extreme amount of relive to be free was overwhelming and i couldn't have been happier.

Everytime i quit a job i end up being back on square one, going through list after list of website again, adding it all up it was about a total of 30 interviews i did before landing my 3rd working place in 3 months..within a month i quit again for good this time. I was starting to think that maybe designing is not the path that i'll be walking down on..it was kinda like a sign that maybe it's time to say goodbye to this 3 years of my life and that this is not for me at all since beginning, maybe this is God ways of showing to me, oddly enough.

I realize how difficult my life could have been if i were to stay in that world of designing.. the 'Overwork Underpaid' phrase will come in just great and fits perfectly into the picture frame..I'll probably struggled more than the rest due to my lackluster skill of designing, during the whole searching of a job period, i've started to see the clearer picture, graphic design is not for me. They said that if some people are really good at what they do then they are meant to do those thing, I'm terrible at graphic..

I'm glad that i've left that lifestyle behind me, surely life is working out better for me now..though i had to leave my friends behind, sorry guys..

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Forgiveness

I've come to the term and agreement between me and myself that it's time to let certain anger and hatred go, that's it's not what i would like to live with or remember him by.. I've pour enough of blood sweat and tears to say that i've finally forgiven my father for the cause of his marriage divorce..

In a fragment of what i remembered when i was younger is only a small portion of what the real reality is..my dad is not a bad person, no dad in this world is a bad person..every father is this world is trying their best to give and provide by all mean necessary, it's just hard to see when you're not in their shoe or when you only see one angle of it.

Since the divorce I've always blame my father for everything that happened to it, I see him as this monster that killed the marriage and that whatever happened after that night is all because of him..many nights whereby there's lots of screaming, shouting, yelling, swearing,slamming terrified me through out..i never knew what to do yet I'm afraid if i don't do something, something else might happen.

They said that whatever happened to a person is almost certainly caused by past trauma in one's life..I was too young to really care or understand any of this till now, the sort of person my father is now is probably because of the kind of life my father lived when he was young, maybe his relationship with his father is nothing more but a string of blood, flesh and bone..maybe his father used to beat him up badly therefore the sin of the past come haunting the present now. I just saying maybe that what makes my dad and it's carry on to me..i have a very bad temper too when i'm ticked..which i regret to sometime..

I never really see or try to understand how my father felt at that time when my mum wanted a divorce. Some husband have no idea how lucky they are that their wife never come to term of using divorce paper as an option, my dad wasn't so fortunate.. one might say he bought this upon himself, but then again maybe my mum overacted..you know how women are, right. My dad lost everything that night when he hears those words, he lost a wife, probably his girlfriend for how many years.. i mean he'll gonna lose me and my sister, the house and everything else, he's never the same man to my mum again after that talk..it's like breaking up but in a higher ground.

Despite so, my dad still pay for mostly everything in the house..that's a sad life to be living, my dad spend most of his time in the room with his Facebook, yes he has Facebook because he can't stand being in the same area with my mother, remind me and my owner in Subang Jaya.. I thought it was hard to be the victim that have to sit through this but it's even harder to be the person that have to live through this. My dad is real nice and kind with the people around him, including my mum despite everything..i mean he even go as far as to buy a new handphone for her that was stolen in her office, and it ain't no cheap phone, he even collects tin can for some random garbage men just so that he'll have a few extra cents, how many people nowadays does that sort of things anymore?

So dad, I'm letting go of the anger, I'm tearing down the walls, I'm building you a bridge to come to the other side, I'm saying..i've forgive you.

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I've Rent My First Apartment

This time is a change of pace as i rent out my first apartment. Initially i thought this place will never get rent out as it looks like a big messy toilet, shit needed some plumbing metaphorically speaking..but God prove me wrong..

The first time i ever show it to a customer, they were upset, thinking that we agents are technician or plumber or carpenter, asking us how come we didn't do the place back for them. Dumb bitches never thought that if we do it whose gonna be paying for it right? Anyway, upset and all i thought this place will be a waste of time..again God prove me wrong..

So this second customer calls and wanted to stay, i told how shitful it looks from inside yet to my surprise the customer came back to me again..and surprisingly they still want to rent it out, i was pleased..it was an easy 650 i've ever made..

P.s the apartment i'm talking about is the one with the blue sticker..

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Easy A Review

Easy A is easily an A+ movie, excellent script and fantastic performance from Emma Stone

Fast Five Review

Fast & Furious was the best in the series until Fast Five came along and blow it's older sibling out of the toilet. Explosion, crashes, girls, race, money,thrill and excitement..a man's getaway to never ending car fantasy. Furiously dangerously good.

Gone Laden Gone

Osama bin Laden, the face of global terrorism and architect of the Sept. 11, 2001, attacks, was killed in a firefight with elite American forces Monday, then quickly buried at sea in a stunning finale to a furtive decade on the run.

Long believed to be hiding in caves, bin Laden was tracked down in a costly, custom-built hideout not far from a Pakistani military academy. The stunning news of his death prompted relief and euphoria outside the White House and around the globe, yet also fears of terrorist reprisals against the United States and its allies.

"Justice has been done," President Barack Obama said in a dramatic announcement at the White House.

The military operation took mere minutes, and there were no U.S. casualties.

U.S. helicopters ferried troops from Navy SEAL Team Six, a top military counter-terrorism unit, into the compound identified by the CIA as bin Laden's hideout — and back out again in less than 40 minutes. Bin Laden was shot in the head, officials said, after he and his bodyguards resisted the assault.

Three adult males were also killed in the raid, including one of bin Laden's sons, whom officials did not name. One of bin Laden's sons, Hamza, is a senior member of al-Qaida. U.S. officials also said one woman was killed when she was used as a shield by a male combatant, and two other women were injured.

The U.S. official who disclosed the burial at sea said it would have been difficult to find a country willing to accept the remains. Obama said the remains had been handled in accordance with Islamic custom, which requires speedy burial.

"I heard a thundering sound, followed by heavy firing. Then firing suddenly stopped. Then more thundering, then a big blast," said Mohammad Haroon Rasheed, a resident of Abbottabad, Pakistan, after the choppers had swooped in and then out again.

Bin Laden's death marks a psychological triumph in a long struggle that began well before the Sept. 11 attacks. Al-Qaida was also blamed for the 1998 bombings of two U.S. embassies in Africa that killed 231 people and the 2000 attack on the USS Cole that killed 17 American sailors in Yemen, as well as countless other plots, some successful and some foiled.

In all, nearly 3,000 were killed in the Sept. 11 attacks nearly 10 years ago, the worst terror assault on American soil.

Moments after Obama's dramatic late-night announcement on Sunday, the State Department warned of the heightened possibility for anti-American violence. In a worldwide travel alert, the department said there was an "enhanced potential for anti-American violence given recent counterterrorism activity in Pakistan."

As news of bin Laden's death spread, hundreds of people cheered and waved American flags at ground zero in New York, the site where al-Qaida hijacked jets toppled the twin towers of the World Trade Center. Thousands celebrated all night outside the White House gates.

As dawn came the crowd had thinned yet some still flowed in to be a part of it. A couple people posed for photographs in front of the White House while holding up front pages of Monday's newspapers announcing bin Laden's death.

It's a moment people have been waiting for..USA USA USA!!

4 Days Straight

April 29th till May 2nd..my company have this plan to promote a new shopping in Melaka called Hatten City, from April 29 till May 2 was 80& living hell and 20% worth it of joy..

I've never experience in promoting a shopping mall before, selling off a house is as hard as it can be let alone a shopping mall so when it happened, alot of things occured in my mind bringing all kind of old memories back..every day was a long day so this might be a long post..

Day 1
The beginning of the end, since day one we can sense all kind of weird crap..I was up and ready to do this shit but the owner and the people in charge with services treated us unfairly. First thing first because the show room and art gallery and everything else is in, let's called it Place A..of course it'll be easier if our booth is near here as well but instead we got send off to the opposite of the building, about 3-5 minute walk just to reach there and come back forth. At the same time, they brought in agents from KL and Singapore but we're the only Melaka agent that's doing this. So instead of treating us all fairly in the game, we felt like outsider and in the end both KL and Singapore agents kicked our ass badly, why..because they get all the luxurious treatment..it was bad sale for us.

Day 2
Same thing all over again, we're cast further away from others, it's hard to show customer anything since our structure model of the building didn't even arrive and some customers used us just for explanation then they went off to buy the unit by themselves leaving us with no case closed deal. To make matter worse, within a day and a half, them agents have beaten us with more than 100 unit sales..they got brochures while we only get flyer, they get to bring as many customers as they want into the showroom while one of us agent are only allowed per time..see the obvious love they have for us..by day 2 we only managed to close 2 deals.

Day 3
By day 3 i was getting lazy to compete with all these other agents, obviously we are way behind any of them at this point and the unfair treatment only worsen things but we have no choice but to continue wasting our time at the booth day in and night out. Boss was pretty unhappy with the sales therefore pushing us to work till 9.30 at night..which was a stupid decision to make because we were wore out at that moment and pushing us harder will not make thing easier but only angrier, even if we did work longer hours, sale won't mean shit since we are so far behind anyone else. But in result of this stupidity, we end up jammed in parking lot for nearly half an hour and in traffic, reaching home with a low battery.

Day 4
Praise the Lord that it's ending soon because i just can't take it anymore, first experience and i hated it, i never really liked stuff like this, i rather go out there and find houses to sale, more freedom and less working hours without boss breathing down your neck every sec. Thankfully we get to go home earlier today otherwise might have to sit through another round of traffic jam..In the end i think we only managed to close like 5 deals..while other KL and Singapore Slut managed to close a combined of 200 units perhaps, sluts..

I spend most of my time giving out that ugly ass of flyer to people, reminded me so much of my days when i was working in Living Cabin. The most torturous part for me is my shoe, i don't know why but my feet don't like shoes like this, i don't know how you call them but i called them office shoes, the type that office people wear..my feet was arching every single second i start walking, it's hurts badly like high heel for girls at the beginning. No explanation to my situation just know that my feet hates shoe like that, i took off the shoe and it was breathing again..and swollen as well, crap.

That's basically the nightmare i have to go through 4 times..the 20% of joy comes from the 3 beautiful young hot models that accompany us and entertain us during this harsh time. Really hot but not my type, too skinny..

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New-Blog-Skin 5

I've changed the blog design again, the previous one was too white for me to stay interested for long, looks like a mine's blog..silent and quiet..

Anyway, i've changed alot of the design in this new skin, blogspot don't provide much design choices which is a shame

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