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I got this from Johnson. This is the layout for this weekend’s Reinforce 3 rave.

Check out the Shuffler’s board in front of the DJ console!

I cant wait 😀

However, the problem is, I’ll be having a 10AM class the next day. I’m so gonna die…

Malaysia Parliament was dissolved last Thursday. Election will be held on 21 March.

I haven’t registered myself as a voter though. I heard that we can do it at the post office. Well, the last time I was in a post office, I had to line up fucking long. No more post office for me.

During the previous elections, Malaysians would rush to the nearest super market to stock up their food supplies. This was due to fear of racial riot. On 13th May 1969, there was a bloody racial riot that killed hundreds of people. This happened after the governing party lost to the opposition party (which mainly compromise of non natives).

Dad told me many stories about 13th May. Luckily for him, he was back at his hometown that day. Some of his friends weren’t that lucky. A friend of his was walking around town then suddenly he saw many people started running. He was puzzled. Then someone from the crowd urged him to run as well. Apparently, machete welding men was chopping any rival races they saw.

Malay men setup blockades at Federal Highway. My dad’s lecturer was cruising on Federal Highway, and unknown to him, a racial riot has started. He had no idea what’s going on. As he approached the blockade, the men hit his windscreen and urged him to come out. Without hesitation, he stepped on the pedal, banging everything in front of him, and escaped that ordeal. He would be dead if he didn’t.

The Chinese did their part at the riot too. Remember the now defunct Rex Cinema at Chinatown? Well, during the riot, Chinese triads were waiting outside the Cinema. As the movie ended, the Chan Ho Nams and San Kai (aka triad members) chopped any Malay men they see.

Sounds like a thriller movie but i wouldn’t want to be in it.

Martial law was declared after that. No one was allowed on the streets. Another friend of Dad was stuck in a hotel for days without proper food. The patrons of the hotel had to share bread for few days.

This post might sound like an incitement. But this is the truth, and the truth shouldn’t be withheld from the public. The younger generation should not be deprived of such knowledge as it serves as a warning or lesson to all of us. I hope that this incident would never happen again. Amen…

LOL! that was a good one, doc. didn’t notice it until after a while, haha!

and one smart method, chuoming 😉

– ryuu

and i’ll post my doppelganger series #3 here while i’m at it, just coz i can. WAHAHAHHAHA! (sorry ah xes. u can delete it once u see this. heh)

the doppelganger trap (#3)

yup, this is the third issue of the doppelganger series. for those that doesn’t know, you can refer to part 1 and part 2.

few weeks back, there is a group of people, within the s@lsa community who planned to have a vacation in phuket, which later changed to pangkor. this group of people are quite the elite group within the community. i was invited to the getaway, but i declined the invitation because i foresee that i will not be able to make it during weekends (weekends are a luxury, plus i might have to work way after office hours every day, and friday and saturdays are definite cases). i was asked again a few times, at which i declined every time, because i simply couldn’t make it.

and then suddenly the invitations stop coming. phew, i thought. it’s damn difficult to say no, u know, even if you have valid reasons. i just hate disappointing others. but… oh well. something i have to learn to change.

back to the topic, things were quite for a while. then one day, a wednesday, at a s@lsa outing at a club in a particular hotel, this girl came up to me and asked, “hey, u got the sms about the hotel ya.”

me : “huh? what hotel?”
she : “the pangkor trip!”
me : “huh? what pangkor trip?”
she : “didn’t u get the sms from me?”
me : “no, i didn’t get anything from u” (quite simply because i didn’t have your number and vice versa?)

she looked bewildered and then went off to look for the person who organized the trip (quite an authoritative figure) and there was a commotion amongst them for a while. i was confused but i didn’t want to pursue more coz i didn’t want to give the impression that i have changed my mind. so i let things settle at that.

the trip was just a few days after that, and they came back telling me how much fun it was and how i should’ve gone. -__-;;

anyways, 2 weeks after that trip i found out the reason for the commotion. apparently one of the girls, on hearing that i declined the invitation, decided to take matters into her own hands. she sent an sms to me, asking me to go. and the sms reply was, “ok, no prob.”

the problem was, that wasn’t me. that was the … urm.. cough-doppel-cough-ganger-cough. i didn’t even have her phone number, and yes, not even now as i’m typing this entry. not once did they realize that it wasn’t me, and all the coordinations were done thru sms. the organizer and another fren who at the beginning invited me, didn’t want to budge in, because they thought the matter was safe in her hands. they were like, “wow, we’re so close to him and couldn’t get him to go, but this girl just snap a finger and he said yes! damn geng!”

aih. sad case. too bad that wasn’t me. they didn’t realize this (for about a week or more, all the while coordinating the trip with him) until the last moment, 2 days before the trip. upon this realization, the other girls were like “URGH. THERE IS NO WAY, ABSOLUTELY NO WAY I’M GOING ON THIS TRIP WITH HIM!!! DO SOMETHING!”

so the girl who invited him had to do the difficult task of breaking the news to him. i dunno what she told him, but i think it’s somewhere along the lines of “sorry, mistaken identity”.

a bit sad for him though. not really his fault. but well, wat to do? i still don’t like him. gossips are circulating slowly but surely about his attitude, and it’s just a matter of time until somebody mistakenly thought that the the gossips were referring to me.

boo hoo

– ryuu

Where got people post his own login password on the blog wan?????

Kihkihkih! :PbPbPb

– doc

Ok, so finally after countless attempts by xes pleading for me to blog in his site, I finally agreed to help him in reaching 1mil hits a day.

So anyway, let me introduce myself. I’m chuoming, I’m gonna be 23 this July, I’m studying the Bar in London, and I can’t wait to go back home this July. I’m from Kelantan but I don’t live in trees and I go to KL either by plane or train, not on horse back or on a cow. I graduated from the same uni as xes and unfortunately he was my housemate for the 3rd year, together along with wen dee.

I like computer games, utopia, porn, anything funny espacially racist or sexist jokes no matter who it’s directed at, I cook damn good fried rice and I am only 167cm in height. I like basketball and I know nothing about football. I like all kinds of music BESIDES too heavy metal, trance, techno, ah being shit, westlife, backside boys, mariah carey (dislike ONLY the music) and many more.

Ok enough about me for now, will try to blog as often as my schedule allows me, i.e. doesn’t clash with my utopia time. Hope I do get everyone’s support cause if not I’ll go to one corner and cry. Adios for now!

After lunch with the gang @ Uncle Maverick’s place, I headed down to CLP board to hand up my bank draft. Feeling stingy, I didn’t want to park my car at privatized parking. I found a metered parking by the road side (thinking = yay dirt cheap). As I got out from the car, a young rugged Indonesian kid approached me.

“Berapa jam boss?” (How many hours boss?)

He took out a pen knife and started stabbing the parking meter’s slot. I looked at him in disbelieve. It seems that by doing that, the timer on the parking meter increases.

I got pissed. He has no right to collect money from me. But to be on the safe side (so that the fucker wont scratch my car or puncture my tires), I handed him RM1 and left. If it weren’t assize time, I would have chop off his head.

Upcoming event..

Yes, no weapons (ahbengs and osama bin laden please refrain yourself from bringing any weapons of mass destruction), no drugs (too all junkies, stay clean la) and no under 21 years old (kids please stay home and play with your transformers and barbie dolls)