Hardsequence @ Cream


DarkRavers & Bass Agents
It was awesome!!!!!!!!!!
The beat was hard and fast. The dance floor almost went crazy! Farrrr muccchhhh betterrr than PD rave…
Darren, fellow blogger from Miri is down in KL. Sharon and I picked him up at Sg Wang before meeting Big Ben, Sui Lin, Liz, Wen Hui and Calene @ Cream.

The crowd

Me, Jon & Big Ben

The girls..dont ask me why they have the same handsign..
Initially Sharon and I were stuck in a jam for half an hour. Darren had to wait for quite some time for us to come. When we were about to reach…I said, “I think it’s easy to spot him.. he’s the only guy on the streets with phat pants”. It’s true. We got hold of him within few seconds….

Darren..he’s taller than I thought…
Cream’s service was satisfying as well. Staff were very, very polite and efficient…unlike Atmosphere Club, *ptui* Unfortunately, Darren was told off for talking pictures. wtf?
Since girls get in free before 11PM, there were loads of girls. For once, it wasnt a sausage party.

Christina endorses this event!
Overall, it was awesome. I hope they’ll have another Hardsequance again 😀
Check out the POWAH of Melbourne shuffle.
http://www.xes.cx/download/www.xes.cx-Hardsequance-hardcore.zip

Shangri-la Hotel Lemon Garden Cafe

This is where the Chocolate Fountain is located.

Lemon Garden Cafe
RM88 pp
There you can have…

sushi, sashimi, tuna..oooooooOo orgasmic…

Unlimited supply of oysters as well. But one has to fight for it as many people will be fighting for it as well.

Fresh seafood as well. sort of fresh.. my mussel was stale.

Outside Lemon Garden Cafe, you can hang out at the lounge and listen to live performance

and drink this huge ass beer…..

Best of You

Best Of You Foo Fighters lyrics
Artist: Foo Fighters
Album: In Your Honor – Disc 1
Year: 2005
Title: Best Of You
I’ve got another confession to make
I’m your fool
Everyone’s got their chains to break
Holdin’ you
Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn’t have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can’t choose
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh…
Oh…Oh…Oh…Oh…
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love
You die to heal
The hope that starts
The broken hearts
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
I’ve got another confession my friend
I’m no fool
I’m getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new
Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh…
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I am dedicating this song to my friend, Ms. I aka Ballz.
Dear Ms. I,
Losing him is not the end of the world. You are still loved by a lot of people. Hurting yourself with a blade does not change a thing although you said that it made you feel better.
Stand up to him, Stand up for yourself…

So I am blessed…

Today on the way home from KL, i had a gut feeling that i was going to get into an accicent. Everyone was driving crazily today. Don’t know why? FUCKING HELL!!!
I had a Waja in front of me that braked abruptly. Then the Wira behind me almost kissed my bumper. Beside me, it’s a kancil who decided that she wanna join in the party hence came into lane when all that happened. MAHAI…stupid Kancil! one more inch, she will bang into me and killed me. Anyway, She braked so hard that her head hitted the steering wheel. Thank GOD! She smiled at me. She was quite sweat lar but that did not mean that i couldn’t show her my middle finger. Hence, i did.
Then on the road heading from Jalan Parlimen to Jalan Duta, a DAMN Proton Saga suddenly decided to change into my lane. Mahai, couldn’t he see that i am surrounded by 6 to 8 motorcyclists and we are going at 80-90km/s. Sadly, he didn’t. My heart almost skipped out when i saw him coming in. I had no space to move. All i could think of is to release my accelerator and hope that the motorcyclist would sped up…Thank GOD, no one was killed.
Later on near the toll plaza, I changed swiftly from the right lane to the mid lane so i can use the Touch n Go. The moment i did that, the Storm beside me decided that he wanted to do the same. So, half of his car moved into my lane. Thus, trying to squeeze me out…I looked the rear mirror and saw the MPV behind was still far away. So i signalled and moved slowly to the right again. Nevertheless, the MPV decided that he was bigger than me so i had no right of way in his lane. He decided to speed up when half my car was in the right lane. Therefore, i was sandwiched between a Storm and a MPV…”DIE!!! DIE!!!” i thought to myself. Lucky the Kancil in front of me speeded up hence i pressed my accelerator and sped up front.
MAHAI!!! WHY DON’T PEOPLE USE THE DAMN SIGNAL LIGHT AND CHECK THE REAR MIRROR BEFORE YOU CHANGE THE FUCKING LANE. THIS IS NOT YOUR GRANDFATHER’S ROAD,U KNOW!

The Client Part 1

One of the beauty of being in practice is the different people you will meet. You will be amazed, how dumb and helpless a person will become when he/she is desperate.

I had this client, S. S has my mobile phone number. Yeah, thanks to my clerk who don’t really understand my “Don’t give my phone number to the client” policy. S’s wife had just passed away so he wanted us to extract a Probate Certificate from the Court. It’s a simple lar…real simple one. All i need to do is make sure that all the Cause papers are in order and i would be able to get the Grant of Probate. The day before the hearing, S wanted to know what would happen during the trial. So i brief him…

“Mr. S very simple only. I will tell the Registrar that all our papers are in order and we will get the Grant of Probate.”

Sound simple right. IT’S DAMN SIMPLE LAR! GOD DAMN IT! Apparently, S was still very worry. He was worried that i could not wake up for the hearing. He sms-ed me at 7pm.

“Frank, Remember my Probate hearing tommorow morninig. Thanks”
He was worried that i didn’t leave my house early and hence stuck in the jam. He sms-ed me at 8am

“Frank, are you in Shah Alam Court yet?”

8am lar! The hearing don’t start until 9am.

Fine enough. I appreciate his kind reminders. As usual, i arrived and parked my car in Shah Alam Court at 8.30am. He said that he would be there around that time as well. I waited and waited…no sign of Mr. S and his two Petitioners.

At 9.30am, i called him…

“Mr.S, where are you?”

“I am stuck in the jam lar?.”

So much for all the reminders to me, Mr. S?

Finally he came at 9:45am and we got the Probate.

Then after, the nightmare starts…he would sms me every two or three days to ask me to extract the Certificate from the Court. Comon man, i am only human and the Court don’t work for him. I tried my best.
Later on, i changed my number. Mr. S could no longer sms me anymore. Instead he CALL my office…

“Why everytime i call you, you always tell me that you are chasing the Court for my Cert but no News one?”

“I am really chasing them hard.”

“Yeah but not good enough. You kept telling me the same thing everytime i call you.”

Bugger that is the truth, wah. What do you want?

Then he went on to give me stupid one liner…

” Serionsly Frank. If i am a rapist, i would like my case to be delayed as long as the year of 2020. But I AM NOT.”

Sorry Mr.S, i didn’t graduate from Hogwart, School of Wizardary and Witchcraft. I cannot jinx the Court staff when they refuse to work fast.

The difference between ™ and ®

I work in the Intellectual Property Department in one of the law firms in Kuala Lumpur. Unfortunately, I will not reveal my firm’s name here due to the fact I wish to remain anonymous (though posting my own photos doesn’t help!). Frank and I are worried that one day we’ll get into trouble for things we posted here 😀

Anyway, a basic Intellectual Property FAQ.

Have you ever wondered why some trademarks have the sign ™ and some on ®?
Wikipedia explains the difference..
The use of the ™ symbol next to a trademark, usually in the top right-hand corner, means that the trademark owner claims certain exclusive rights in relation to that trademark. Although this symbol only denotes that the owner holds unregistered trade mark rights, such rights can be enforced by way of an action for passing off.
The ® symbol is used to denote that a trademark has been registered with the government trade marks office or registry of a particular country or jurisdiction. Upon registration a trademark can be enforced by way of an action for infringement.

For example..

hsbc-curry.jpg
HSBC is a registered trade mark hence they can sue anyone who infringes (i.e. uses a mark which is identical or resembling as it is likely to deceive or cause confusion in the course of trade) their trade mark.
hsbc-curry.jpg
HSBC definitely can sue this bugger for infringement/passing off..
Bank not amused by abbreviation use
BY ROYCE CHEAH

KUALA LUMPUR: The next time you drive around Bangsar and see a bright yellow sign with the letters “HSBC”, do not mistake it for the financial institution with the tag line “The world’s local bank”.

The sign is actually for a restaurant, and the “HSBC” abbreviation stands for Hot & Spicy Bangsar Cuisine.
When met by The Star, owner N. Mangaladavi said that the bank was not amused, initially.

“I thought spicy food and banks didn’t have anything in common, but the bank’s management visited this restaurant soon after it opened in 2001 and sent me legal letters asking me to change the name and logo,” she said.

WHAT’S IN A NAME?:

S. Nadarajah, one of the owners of the restaurant, welcoming customers to the eatery in Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur, yesterday.

But the 65-year-old businesswoman maintained that she had done nothing wrong and said the bank had not bothered her at all after the initial visit.

“However, I still wanted to use the name because I felt that food and banks had nothing in common.
“So after the visit, my son went to the Intellectual Property Corporation of Malaysia (Myipo) office and applied for our restaurant to be registered as the owners of the “HSBC” name under Class 43 (services for food and drink),” she said.

She added that this was done in 2002.

On April 28, she received a letter from Myipo stating that her application had beenrejected by them.
Checking with Myipo, it was learnt that the restaurant’s application was rejected because the name was “likely to deceive or confuse the public”.

A Myipo spokesman said it was wrong for the restaurant to want to use that name, and that HSBC bank had the right to take the owners to court.

The restaurant, which serves Chinese food, has since prospered and says that some HSBC bank staff also frequent it often.

When contacted, HSBC bank declined to comment.
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2005/8/18/nation/11788781&sec=nation

Salem Revelation – Return of the Melbourne Shufflers @ Port Dickson


The time has come for this long anticipated rave.

The place was huge. It has 2 rooms and also a Ferris wheel smacked in the middle. Sound system was mediocre and there was a little bit of overlapping between the 2 rooms. It was some sort on the beach..without the seashore though.

It was disappointing. There are soooo many things I want to complain about this rave.

Our phone lines were jammed (probably due to overflow of traffic) and since the place was huge, we spent half of our time looking for friends. I came with Sam, Ivan, Kelynn and Big Ben. Big Ben was no where to be seen right after he was swallowed by the sea of people. It took us an hour plus to meet up with Ping, Hen, Kiang, Sharon, Sui Lin and Cris.


Big Ben & Joyce – minutes before they were swallowed by the sea of people.

There were not enough toilets as well. People had to line up for quite some time just to use the toilet. Ivan and I didn’t bother lining up and ended up watering some plants behind the toilet. We weren’t the only ones though O_O
Parking was shit as well. But we found a nice spot at a golf course, just opposite the entrance to the rave. So while disembarking, a guard suddenly screamed,

WOI!!! INI GOLF COURSE!! TAK BOLEH PARK KERETA!! APA NI PARK KERETA SINI” (WOI THIS IS A GOLF COURSE. YOU CANT PARK YOUR CAR HERE! WTF!!!)

It seems that we drove into the golf course using a walkway, ran over their dividers and parked on their green. Ops..

The place was packed, packed and packed!. The music was so-so. Johan Gielen’s set was disappointing, it was not as good as the one he played last year. As for Scott Project, damn.. it was so-so as well. They played the usual stuff…..mega mega white thingg…


The girls..


Sharon, Sui Lin, Me (Showing my disapproval towards the rave) & Ping


These 2 girls were dancing seductively on the stage. They managed to attract a huge crowd and also posed for pictures. I wonder if they were paid for doing that.

However, there was a mixture of all sorts of clubbers and ravers from all over Malaysia. I bumped into fellow reader, PaKaP from Johor and his friends but lost him after that.

We had to walk quite a bit when returning to our cars. While walking, a car was behind us. He pressed the horn loudly…and someone in the car screamed, “WOI!! GET OFF THE WAY. HAM KA CHAN (WHOLE FAMILY DIE)!!”
Definitely clubbers from an ahbeng village in Malaysia!!!!!!!

We left about 4am. I left with Kiang, Ping and Hen. Big Ben was still no where to be seen.
Damn, this rave sucked. I feel so damn TAK PUAS!! (NOT SATISFIED!)

Video: http://www.xes.cx/download/www.xes.cx-fireworks.zip

While it was down….

My internet was down on Tuesday…So, how do i feel when i learnt about it on Tuesday evening?
“Hmmm…no problem lar..Telekom Problem. I just prepare my Skeletal Submission for Thursday case lar.”
The next day, the Landlady ( i share the Broadband with my landlady) call Telekom. They said that it could be there broadband software. They had a lot of complaint from Bukit Raja’s resident. And how do i feel?
“diu lar, Software problem! What have Klang’s port do with PJ’s? Aiya, never mind i just study tommorow’s case lar.”
On thursday, the Landlady told me that the it was the Modem. She send it out to be repaired and we probably would be getting it back in a month time.
“Fuck! One month…what am i gonna do after i get back from work. I don’t fucking have a TV!!!..ARGHHHHH…stress!!!”
On Friday, i tried to play Championship Manager to kill time. Then all of a sudden, my power supply blew…ARRRRRGH…NO INTERNET AND NO COMPUTER!!!
Finally on Saturday, i replaced my Power Supply with a better one and MORE powerful one…The landlady manage to borrow a modem for the Low Yat people. Now, i have my computer and internet back.
Thank You, God.