Monday, March 26, 2007

Betrayal

This word itself rings echoes in the many minds of those reading this.

How often is one betrayed by one who he trust? Betrayal:- An act of breaking one's trust. Violation of a presumptive social contract in which what follows are loss of trust or perhaps even betrayal trauma where one lose confidence in others.

As much as I hate to label one who is a friend as a betrayer or traitor, as one branded as such for treason. Treacherous may it seems but do become complacent in life with those around you, as betrayal is near when you smell sourness.

Insert: "I've put my trust in you"


There was an era where massively multi-player online role playing games were the "in" thing, however, most of it were pay to play, that requires players to pay a fee before they can play the game. So, as enthusiastic as any gamer can be back then, I was one of those gamers. However, I was poor, hence, I took it upon myself to host one of those private servers. The game in which I've played and hosted was Rigorous Online, which was designed by war mongering North Korea and was a world wide hit. Many players played it, embraced it and integrated it as part of their lives.

Hosting wasn't the hard part, customizing the server files, the amount of effort needed to make the retarded fucking Rigorous Online to work was tough. Took a large amount of sleep of me, regardless; I persevered in fixing most problems that prevents me and my group of friends from enjoying our time in the server. All was well, until I can no longer host the server. Deciding I was selfish if the server went down because of me alone, I decided to pass the server files to a ,back then a very trusted friend, for him to host.

*Warning, heavy tone change*
As my friend couldn't get the server files working, I told him that he'll need to wait for me to settle things. As impatient as a high level reiatsu bearing captain, he decided against me to SEND my fucking server files to some backwater Muadzam transsexual barbaric retarded fool who tried to act as a girl, in which was revealed but still my ,back then very trusted friend, seduced by that amazon barbaric backwater Muadzam gay. It is rather disappointing, as someone with such high power level reiatsu but still easily fall prey of a shemale. Can't say I know what to say after all this.

To think that Noodle would be so irresponsible by claiming it's not his fucking intention in the first place to send the files. Of please, if it is not your intention to send, why DID you SEND it then? Don't go and tell everyone at least you tried to care for Revan. It'll be the laughing stock for all of those who shared the same high school as the Sultan of Brunei.

The moral of this story is, as in all walks of life, we will encounter such situations where betrayal might happen. And if when that happens, please, do everyone a fucking favor, don't be SOUR.

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It was originally my intention to stop blogging actually, as I'm not really a fan of telling people from all walks of life about my mundane daily tasks to downright detailing how I operate my water closet.

Regardless, due to recent turn of events in life. I will be updating again.
Cheers,
Yours sickly
The Antithesis to Sourness

Saturday, February 10, 2007

A Friday -_-

It was 2 days ago, Friday.. just after dropping of Su-lyn at the bus station. I had a short walk to the nearby building(forgot what its called, the one next to kota raya).

*tone changes*

barger.. u guys know ah.. they bloody shift those game shops, comics n hobbies n craft shop to the highest floor.. lift also not functioning.. damn gotta walk n take 3 flights of escalator.

damn i missed just walking down a few steps to get whatever i need and walk off..

basically the place just gotten a bloody overhaul , in which is good. things are more organised in place.. like... 1 floor for specific stuff

3rd floor, just below the 4th floor(game shops) is the food floor where u can find restaurants...some taiwan shop there was packed with ppl... maybe one day we shld go try...

couldnt find my GSD ZGMF-X20A Strike Freedom 1/144 model kit... ended up buying two games

Hitman Bloodmoney and Just Cause.
both game sucked... or maybe its just me losing interests in pc games...

oh well... -_-
basically KL's road during Fridays is just so fantastically awesome to a point that just to pass a stretch of straight road roughly 800metres takes about a fucking hour -_-

wonder who designed or pre programmed the timing instructions to the traffic light for that particular junction(jln imbi turning out to bukit bintang)

so i drove all the way to my sister's to pick her from her private school , painted in ffugly(that's fucking fucken ugly) green! some local ricers wanna be asshole driving a p1 savvy wanna show his AMT is better than my K3-ve auto transmission , cut me edi slow down made me cut him then cut me again, i ignored his retarded mentally of trying to compared some malaysia made metal scrap inserted with a renault engine with my also malaysia made metal scrap inserted with a daihatsu engine.

got my sis , got her home then sleep till i woke up later in the evening.

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Wrote this as a reminder to myself on how lame that I've become or current lifestyle. Will future post show a contrast evidence or will it remain the same.. I guess I'll see.

Thursday, February 1, 2007

Highway Survival 101

It all starts with going to LCCT with a near-empty tank, almost depleted wallet....


What happened is that both me & Sam were such smart ass that we went to LCCT without sufficient money
and to to mention Sam's BMW was running low on gas... -_- So after dropping of Debbie at LCCT. We both realized great things .... we need to pay toll... and need to pump petrol into his car... but the thing is.. we're out of cash...

Leaving LCCT and headed towards first toll....

*Situation as follow*

*Sam drives towards the toll and winds down his window*
Sam: "Eh kak.. kalau tadak duit macam mana ah?... cuma ada RM1 saja kak... *shows his empty wallet with a single RM1 note in it"

Toll Attendee: " Har!? Saman you la...."

Sam: "har? betul ke?

Toll A. : "Betul ke....."

Sam: "betul takda lah...*Still showing off his only piece of money"

Toll A. : "ah tak apalah... sama aje ...*The barrier rises*"

Sam: "ah...?... oh terima kasih ooh....*drives off*"


That is Sam's uberness in dealing with situations like this.... best part is we both laughed our asses off after passing the toll.. 6am in the morning. Not to mention later on Sam actually decides to FURTHER push his luck by going through 2 more tolls... weeeeeeeeeeeee
in total , rm4.30+rm1.60 +rm2.20 .... he saved rm8.10 that morning.

Ridiculously funny and fun to do...