Xmas suprise

So, I was watching some old movie on the wee hours of Christmas.

My phone rang. Some unknown number.

Sigh. Another Christmas greeting perhaps. I picked up.

There was a little gal crying and sobbing at the other end.

"Where's my mommy? I want my mommy!"

I swear I wasn't sleeping with any hot mom that night.

I listened carefully and I was very sure that it was a little gal.

And the sobbing sounded real enough.

I hung up.

I continued with my movie. And another and another after that.

I love movies.

Team Fortress 2

So, some people had been complaining that I haven't been updating my blog. Well, I haven't really been around lately. Had been busy exploring new places, making new friends and discovering new horizons. My new world was pretty fresh, exciting and new everyday.

Until a power trip. A power trip that blew up my home router which disconnected me from my new found world. I'm back to the real world for a bit till I get that bloody thing fixed. Well, before I disappear again, I guess I'll talk a bit of this virtual world I've been living in, the world of team fortress 2.


Group picture before the massacre begins.

Welcome to the world of Team Fortress 2. I fell in love with the art concept the very first time I saw it. The characters just seem so lovable and fun, so I just bought it without much consideration. As usual, it was something impulsive and I started regretting a little when I got home. Heck. I pop the disc in and I stepped into the new found world. I never looked back.

Besides the art, the game concept was a whole new story. This game was all about different classes with unique strength and weaknesses. Each one of them have their own functions and team work was the key to the game. Game play was just capture the flag and territory capture, but the amount of fun provided was simply endless.


The first person view of a Scout, who is all about speed but also the most fragile.


Pyro doing his victory dance. A close combat specialist who torches you to the depths of hell.


Engineers, the main pillar of defense. Their sentry guns will rip any hostiles in sight.


Mr. Demoman who beats people up with a bottle of whiskey and Mr. Sniper who will pop your head a mile away.


The Heavy Weapons guy, slow and dumb, but deadly as ever.


The Soldier who blasts rockets from his bazooka.

So far, I'd say its a pretty balanced game but the rest of it depends on the other gamers out there. It can be pretty fucked up being teamed up with only engineers who just camp at base. Gaming with different people everyday can surprise you with things they do. There was once when this fucking n00b medic followed me (I was playing a spy disguised as an enemy) and healed me at the enemy's base, which practically screams "Shoot him! He's a fucking spy!"

Oh heck. I really need to replace that fucking router.

I am having withdrawal symptoms.

I need to reconnect....

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Pangkor, never ever again

After the wonderful Langkawi trip, I went for another island trip last weekend - Pangkor. If it weren't for a family trip, I would never even have considered going. The next time somebody wants to go to Pangkor, family or no family, I'm out.



Well, Pangkor is a really small island with almost nothing at all. If Langkawi is famous for its chocolates and booze, then Pangkor should be famous for its salted stuff. Salted fish, salted jelly fish, salted sotong, salted this, salted that. At least I have some interest in chocolates and liquor. Only my mom and aunts were ecstatic entering shop after shop buying more and more salted stuff.


A flower looks anytime better than any salted fish.


We tried squeezing 13 people into an Unser which obviously failed, so we took a bike instead. But zooming through the island on a bike turned out really fun. It was real fun till we passed a rubbish dump. I vomited on my brother's head.


A temple with disneyland theme. Donald Duck still looks a little bit Donald but Mickey turned out totally retarded.


Mickey Mouse with a down syndrome.

The only thing I enjoyed most during this trip was seeing my little cousins have fun. Their genuine laughter, their never ending energy, not a single worry for the world. I feel fucking old. Shit.


Cousins with the traditional Piss sign. Told them that the Piss sign was for losers and they never did much of it later on.


Cousins having fun.


Cousins having more fun. Fuck. There's no picture of me having fun.


These kids will pose with anything. I think they posed with every damn creature out there. They posed with the toad.


Posing with tortoise.


Posing with ...errr...watever...horse.


One heck of an evil rabbit.


Tormented turtle.


Flying in da sky.

The only consolation there was a lot of seafood and a lot of sleep. Real lot of sleep. Yup, I think that's about it for my recent vacation. I can't even think of anything else to write about it.

Pangkor is canceled out forever from my list of destinations. From now on, Pangkor no longer exist on my map.