Arcbound

Worm Attack!

2009-03-20T09:34:00.005+08:00

Tolong!!!Ofis aku kne attack!TOLONGGGGGG!!
hahaa padan muke!sape suruh xpatch window!
hmmm...skrg spe yg susah?aku jugak!!xpasal2 aku kne cleanup worm nih..

Its all began when our server2003 got infected..honestly aku xtau r client mne yang bawak worm tuh..budget AV power r..so bio jela worm tuh beranak pinak kt hospital server2003...hahaha..kitorg mmg baik ati...xsampai ati nk halau worm tuh..sian gak kt diorg xde org ske n xde tmpt tingal...klo ade pon esok luse dh kne halau..

tp sejak dpt bilik kt server2003 worm tuh dh jadi penyewa tetap dh..rilek jek die bawak suku sakt die masuk client2 lain..tp cm aku ckp kitorg pemurah..so biakan la diorg...n then the problem start. Worm2 nih dh mule nk tunjuk belang n melawan tokey..AV kitorang plak pengecut! stakat detect n quarantine jek..bengong!

TARGET: WORM_DOWNAD.A /Win32.Kido.CG/W32.Conficker

PROBLEM:

Login account kt Active Directory (AD) keeps on locking out. Even dah unlock pon die akn auto lock balik.Time ni belambak2 la user call ckp xleh print (through network printer).
Access to related antivirus sites kne blocked.
Service cam Windows Automatic Update Service kne disabled
High traffic on affected system’s port 445
Hidden files even after changes in Folder Options

*yang paling obvious account kne locked out la…penat aku nk unlock account tuh..hehhehhe…

OUTBREAK:

Network Shares (Brute Force Attack)
Menatang worm ni akan masuk network gune windows “Default Share” (Admin$\system32) dgn membrute force password administrator. Haaaa....nilah sebabnyer user account asik kne lockout. Worm tuh akn try login smpi la account user tuh terdisconnect dlm domain n account became locked. **untuk yg gne domain log in shj!
Removable Drives
Hmm...bus express yg bawak virus ni masuk dlm server aku – USB Removable Drive. Disini diingatkn bahawa sy mengunakan term “server aku” sebab aku yg jg server!hahahaa.Virus ini akn create satu hiden file dlm root drive iaitu –

Autorun.inf
RECYCLER\S-5-3-42-2819952290-8240758988-879315005-3665\jwgkvsq.vmx

SOLUTION:

Cara-cara untuk menghalau worm ini adalah seperti berikut:

Disconnect from network klo pc still connecting to network.
Turn off system restore utk XP –nk elak re-infection once worm dh remove.
Masuk safe mode klo boleh la..tp klo xleh hentam je la normal mode.
Update AV-donlod cleaning tools untuk natang virus nih…rasenyer sume AV dh release update n patch untuk worm nih.
Finally bile dh remove tolong2 la update windows tu ye..

Sekian…..

Puteri Gunung Ledang The Musical

2009-02-16T16:50:00.009+08:00

Last night, incrediblely and unbelievablebly i went to see Puteri Gunung Ledang the musical ! Well its my 1st time going to a theather! i never set foot in Istana Budaya before..but there always a first time right?

So..wut did i noe about theater?From my understanding which is from an old memory during my school years, its supposed to be boring,kelam kabut, rough transition between the scenes, lousy music, a bunch of people talking with high voices and the list go on and on...

That is my 1st impression about theater la..nak wat cmne kan.aku nih buknyer berdarah seni..aku berdarah merah type-O.So mmg aku blind n blur pasl seni2 nih..except computer arts.dats where my passion is...

Ok..ok..back to the main story...once upon a time and its start raining gumball?(cilok from Bed Times Story).SO there i was walking to Istana Budaya (after aku park kete la>>>byk gile kete..sungguh tak kusangka.)OK im in!wahhh..terlopong aku sekejap....leh tahan gak Istana Budaya nih...n aku tgk rmi gak r artis2 yg dtg...tp aku nih xbpe nk knl sgt artis Malaysia nih..so aku xtau nme diorg..huhuh..mintak maafyer artis2 malaysia sekalian!
->sehebat2 istana budaya aku nk komplen gak...their space for the seat are freakin small..hmm maybe coz kitorang amik seat yg plg murah kot...hahhaa..xpe la.abaikan komplen aku tuh....

~hmm..aku byk kje r..aku bg komen aku je la...Refer to my expectation above, i waz amaze n WOOOOW!all my schoolish thought bout theater gone in an instant..the opening wuz superb...terlopong aku sekali lg....korang bayagkn ek..stage kt Istana Budaya tuh leh naik turun..cm magic plak!Elevated Stage tuh!kagum2..the lighting effect+ special fx+actors+music all are perfectly blend in...i love the music and the lighting...its givine me the mood...

owhh...magic pon ade gak tau!nenek kebayan menjelma n *poof* ilang...n *poof* kua tmpt lain lak....gile terer..mesti diorg blaja ngn fuyoo magic nih...aku xtau la cmne PGL The Musical Season 1 n Season 2 cmne..org ckp die lain2....xtau r betul ke x...

haaa..yg lpg bez ialah sultan melaka..hahhaa....spe lg klo bukn Adlin Aman Ramli..hhahha..xbley blah..Sultan Melaka menari2 nk dpt bini baru nyer pasal..n care si adlin tuh menari mmg rse nk pecah perut...seriusly..i never watch him dance before..hahahhaa...his acting pon mmg spontaneus! as expected from a man of theater. meanwhile AC Mizal as ruler of majapahit plak kinda remind me of the japanese Kabuki.But i cn rely tell that he is rely into his character...the puteri n hang tuah?erm so so la acting diorg..xde pape yg menarik pon..hahhaha..

"Yea..yea..yea...dpt bini baru!"

~bile abis jek theater tuh ade la sidang autograph..sedang duk tgk2 org tgh beratur nk amik autograf, kitorg nmpk la Hans Isaac..rmi gak la org brebut nk amik gmba..termasuk la si Huny n Lyla nih..tp melepas.wakakkaka..tu la..suh g awal2 xmo!bile diorg g mamat Hans tuh dh smpi kt pintu dh pon..ekekkee..xpe2..lainkali le ek..nti aku contact Hans suh wat private autograf session tuk korng....

Org tgh nk amik autograf

Hang Tuah Moden..hehehe...Pu3 Gunung Ledangnyer tgh bz.

Huny n Lyla

*wink^wink*

Sahabat baikku- Keroro

Tempt mndi bunga

Itam n Putih

She so shweet!

Secret Geek A-Team Hacks Back, Defends Worldwide Web

2008-12-03T10:17:00.004+08:00

Kaminsky was alone in his Seattle apartment when he discovered a security vulnerability that could leave banks, online retailers, and ISPs open to hackers.
Photo: John Keatley

In June 2005, a balding, slightly overweight, perpetually T-shirt-clad 26-year-old computer consultant named Dan Kaminsky decided to get in shape. He began by scanning the Internet for workout tips and read that five minutes of sprinting was the equivalent of a half-hour jog. This seemed like a great shortcut—an elegant exercise hack—so he bought some running shoes at the nearest Niketown. That same afternoon, he laced up his new kicks and burst out the front door of his Seattle apartment building for his first five-minute workout. He took a few strides, slipped on a concrete ramp and crashed to the sidewalk, shattering his left elbow.

He spent the next few weeks stuck at home in a Percocet-tinged haze. Before the injury, he'd spent his days testing the inner workings of software programs. Tech companies hired him to root out security holes before hackers could find them. Kaminsky did it well. He had a knack for breaking things—bones and software alike.

But now, laid up in bed, he couldn't think clearly. His mind drifted. Running hadn't worked out so well. Should he buy a stationary bike? Maybe one of those recumbent jobs would be best. He thought about partying in Las Vegas ... mmm, martinis ... and recalled a trick he'd figured out for getting free Wi-Fi at Starbucks.

As his arm healed, the details of that Starbucks hack kept nagging at him. He remembered that he had gotten into Starbucks' locked network using the domain name system, or DNS. When someone types google .com into a browser, DNS has a list of exactly where Google's servers are and directs the traffic to them. It's like directory assistance for the Internet. At Starbucks, the port for the low-bandwidth DNS connection—port 53—was left open to route customers to the Pay for Starbucks Wi-Fi Web page.

So, rather than pay, Kaminsky used port 53 to access the open DNS connection and get online. It was free but super-slow, and his friends mocked him mercilessly. To Kaminsky that was an irresistible challenge. After weeks of studying the minutiae of DNS and refining his hack, he was finally able to stream a 12-second animated video of Darth Vader dancing a jig with Michael Flatley. (The clip paired the Lord of the Sith with the Lord of the Dance.)

That was more than a year ago, but it still made him smile. DNS was the unglamorous underbelly of the Internet, but it had amazing powers. Kaminsky felt drawn to the obscure, often-ignored protocol all over again.

Maybe the painkillers loosened something in his mind, because as Kaminsky began to think more deeply about DNS he became convinced that something wasn't right. He couldn't quite figure it out, but the feeling stuck with him even after he stopped taking the pain pills. He returned to work full time and bought a recumbent stationary bike. He got hired to test the security of Windows Vista before it was released, repeatedly punching holes in it for Microsoft. Still, in the back of his mind, he was sure that the entire DNS system was vulnerable to attack.

Then last January, on a drizzly Sunday afternoon, he flopped down on his bed, flipped open his laptop, and started playing games with DNS. He used a software program called Scapy to fire random queries at the system. He liked to see how it would respond and decided to ask for the location of a series of nonexistent Web pages at a Fortune 500 company. Then he tried to trick his DNS server in San Diego into thinking that he knew the location of the bogus pages.

Suddenly it worked. The server accepted one of the fake pages as real. But so what? He could now supply fake information for a page nobody would ever visit. Then he realized that the server was willing to accept more information from him. Since he had supplied data about one of the company's Web pages, it believed that he was an authoritative source for general information about the company's domain. The server didn't know that the Web page didn't exist—it was listening to Kaminsky now, as if it had been hypnotized.

When DNS was created in 1983, it was designed to be helpful and trusting—it's directory assistance, after all. It was a time before hacker conventions and Internet banking. Plus, there were only a few hundred servers to keep track of. Today, the humble protocol stores the location of a billion Web addresses and routes every piece of Internet traffic in the world.

Security specialists have been revamping and strengthening DNS for more than two decades. But buried beneath all this tinkering, Kaminsky had just discovered a vestige of that original helpful and trusting program. He was now face-to-face with the behemoth's almost childlike core, and it was perfectly content to accept any information he wanted to supply about the location of the Fortune 500 company's servers.

Paul Vixie organized experts from around the world to address the DNS security flaw.
Photo: John Keatley

Kaminsky froze. This was far more serious than anything he could have imagined. It was the ultimate hack. He was looking at an error coded into the heart of the Internet's infrastructure. This was not a security hole in Windows or a software bug in a Cisco router. This would allow him to reassign any Web address, reroute anyone's email, take over banking sites, or simply scramble the entire global system. The question was: Should he try it?

The vulnerability gave him the power to transfer millions out of bank accounts worldwide. He lived in a barren one-bedroom apartment and owned almost nothing. He rented the bed he was lying on as well as the couch and table in the living room. The walls were bare. His refrigerator generally contained little more than a few forgotten slices of processed cheese and a couple of Rockstar energy drinks. Maybe it was time to upgrade his lifestyle.

Or, for the sheer geeky joy of it, he could reroute all of .com into his laptop, the digital equivalent of channeling the Mississippi into a bathtub. It was a moment hackers around the world dream of—a tool that could give them unimaginable power. But maybe it was best simply to close his laptop and forget it. He could pretend he hadn't just stumbled over a skeleton key to the Net. Life would certainly be less complicated. If he stole money, he'd risk prison. If he told the world, he'd be the messenger of doom, potentially triggering a collapse of Web-based commerce.

But who was he kidding? He was just some guy. The problem had been coded into Internet architecture in 1983. It was 2008. Somebody must have fixed it by now. He typed a quick series of commands and pressed enter. When he tried to access the Fortune 500 company's Web site, he was redirected to an address he himself had specified.

"Oh shit," he mumbled. "I just broke the Internet."

Paul Vixie, one of the creators of the most widely used DNS software, stepped out of a conference in San Jose. A curious email had just popped up on his laptop. A guy named Kaminsky said he'd found a serious flaw in DNS and wanted to talk. He sent along his phone number.

Vixie had been working with DNS since the 1980s and had helped solve some serious problems over the years. He was president of the Internet Systems Consortium, a nonprofit that distributed BIND 9, his DNS software. At 44, he was considered the godfather of DNS. If there was a fundamental error in DNS, he probably would have fixed it long ago.

But to be on the safe side, Vixie decided to call Kaminsky. He picked up immediately and within minutes had outlined the flaw. A series of emotions swept over Vixie. What he was hearing shouldn't be possible, and yet everything the kid said was logical. By the end of the third minute, Vixie realized that Kaminsky had uncovered something that the best minds in computer science had overlooked. This affected not just BIND 9 but almost all DNS software. Vixie felt a deep flush of embarrassment, followed by a sense of pure panic.

"The first thing I want to say to you," Vixie told Kaminsky, trying to contain the flood of feeling, "is never, ever repeat what you just told me over a cell phone."

Vixie knew how easy it was to eavesdrop on a cell signal, and he had heard enough to know that he was facing a problem of global significance. If the information were intercepted by the wrong people, the wired world could be held ransom. Hackers could wreak havoc. Billions of dollars were at stake, and Vixie wasn't going to take any risks.

From that moment on, they would talk only on landlines, in person, or via heavily encrypted email. If the information in an email were accidentally copied onto a hard drive, that hard drive would have to be completely erased, Vixie said. Secrecy was critical. They had to find a solution before the problem became public.

Andreas Gustafsson knew something was seriously wrong. Vixie had emailed the 43-year-old DNS researcher in Espoo, Finland, asking to talk at 7 pm on a hardwired line. No cell phones.

Gustafsson hurried into the freezing March evening—his only landline was the fax in his office a brisk mile walk away. When he arrived, he saw that the machine didn't have a handset. Luckily, he had an analog phone lying around. He plugged it in, and soon it let off an old-fashioned metallic ring.

Gustafsson hadn't spoken to Vixie in years, but Vixie began the conversation by reading aloud a series of numbers—a code that would later allow him to authenticate Gustafsson's emails and prove that he was communicating with the right person. Gustafsson responded with his own authenticating code. With that out of the way, Vixie got to his point: Find a flight to Seattle now.

Wouter Wijngaards got a call as well, and the message was the same. The Dutch open source programmer took the train to the airport in Amsterdam, got on a 10-hour flight to Seattle, and arrived at the Silver Cloud Inn in Redmond, Washington, on March 29. He had traveled all the way from Europe, and he didn't even know why. Like Gustafsson, he had simply been told to show up in Building Nine on the Microsoft campus at 10 am on March 31.

In the lobby of the Silver Cloud, Wijngaards met Florian Weimer, a German DNS researcher he knew. Weimer was talking with Chad Dougherty, the DNS point man from Carnegie Mellon's Software Engineering Institute. Wijngaards joined the conversation—they were trying to figure out where to have dinner. Nobody talked about why some of the world's leading DNS experts happened to bump into one another near the front desk of this generic US hotel. Vixie had sworn each of them to secrecy. They simply went out for Vietnamese food and avoided saying anything about DNS.

The next morning, Kaminsky strode to the front of the conference room at Microsoft headquarters before Vixie could introduce him or even welcome the assembled heavy hitters. The 16 people in the room represented Cisco Systems, Microsoft, and the most important designers of modern DNS software.

Vixie was prepared to say a few words, but Kaminsky assumed that everyone was there to hear what he had to say. After all, he'd earned the spotlight. He hadn't sold the discovery to the Russian mob. He hadn't used it to take over banks. He hadn't destroyed the Internet. He was actually losing money on the whole thing: As a freelance computer consultant, he had taken time off work to save the world. In return, he deserved to bask in the glory of discovery. Maybe his name would be heralded around the world.

Kaminsky started by laying out the timeline. He had discovered a devastating flaw in DNS and would explain the details in a moment. But first he wanted the group to know that they didn't have much time. On August 6, he was going to a hacker convention in Las Vegas, where he would stand before the world and unveil his amazing discovery. If there was a solution, they'd better figure it out by then.

But did Kaminsky have the goods? DNS attacks were nothing new and were considered difficult to execute. The most practical attack—widely known as cache poisoning—required a hacker to submit data to a DNS server at the exact moment that it updated its records. If he succeeded, he could change the records. But, like sperm swimming toward an egg, whichever packet got there first—legitimate or malicious—locked everything else out. If the attacker lost the race, he would have to wait until the server updated again, a moment that might not come for days. And even if he timed it just right, the server required a 16-bit ID number. The hacker had a 1-in-65,536 chance of guessing it correctly. It could take years to successfully compromise just one domain.

The experts watched as Kaminsky opened his laptop and connected the overhead projector. He had created a "weaponized" version of his attack on this vulnerability to demonstrate its power. A mass of data flashed onscreen and told the story. In less than 10 seconds, Kaminsky had compromised a server running BIND 9, Vixie's DNS routing software, which controls 80 percent of Internet traffic. It was undeniable proof that Kaminsky had the power to take down large swaths of the Internet.

The tension in the room rose as Kaminsky kept talking. The flaw jeopardized more than just the integrity of Web sites. It would allow an attacker to channel email as well. A hacker could redirect almost anyone's correspondence, from a single user's to everything coming and going between multinational corporations. He could quietly copy it before sending it along to its original destination. The victims would never know they had been compromised.

This had serious implications. Since many "forgot my password" buttons on banking sites rely on email to verify identity, an attacker could press the button, intercept the email, and change the password to anything he wanted. He would then have total access to that bank account.

"We're hosed," Wijngaards thought.

It got worse. Most Internet commerce transactions are encrypted. The encryption is provided by companies like VeriSign. Online vendors visit the VeriSign site and buy the encryption; customers can then be confident that their transactions are secure.

But not anymore. Kaminsky's exploit would allow an attacker to redirect VeriSign's Web traffic to an exact functioning replica of the VeriSign site. The hacker could then offer his own encryption, which, of course, he could unlock later. Unsuspecting vendors would install the encryption and think themselves safe and ready for business. A cornerstone of secure Internet communication was in danger of being destroyed.

David Ulevitch smiled despite himself. The founder of OpenDNS, a company that operates DNS servers worldwide, was witnessing a tour de force—the geek equivalent of Michael Phelps winning his eighth gold medal. As far as Ulevitch was concerned, there had never been a vulnerability of this magnitude that was so easy to use. "This is an amazingly catastrophic attack," he marveled with a mix of grave concern and giddy awe.

It was a difficult flight back to San Francisco for Sandy Wilbourn, vice president of engineering for Nominum, a company hired by broadband providers to supply 150 million customers with DNS service. What he heard in Redmond was overwhelming—a 9 out of 10 on the scale of disasters. He might have given it a 10, but it was likely to keep getting worse. He was going to give this one some room to grow.

One of Wilbourn's immediate concerns was that about 40 percent of the country's broadband Internet ran through his servers. If word of the vulnerability leaked, hackers could quickly compromise those servers.

In his Redwood City, California, office, he isolated a hard drive so no one else in the company could access it. Then he called in his three top engineers, shut the door, and told them that what he was about to say couldn't be shared with anyone—not at home, not at the company. Even their interoffice email would have to be encrypted from now on.

Their task: Make a change to the basic functioning of Nominum's DNS servers. They and their customers would have to do it without the usual testing or feedback from outside the group. The implementation—the day the alteration went live to millions of people—would be its first real-world test.

It was a daunting task, but everyone who had been in Redmond had agreed to do the same thing. They would do it secretly, and then, all together on July 8, they would release their patches. If hackers didn't know there was a gaping DNS security hole before, they would know then. They just wouldn't know exactly what it was. Nominum and the other DNS software vendors would have to persuade their customers—Internet service providers from regional players such as Cablevision to giants like Comcast—to upgrade fast. It would be a race to get servers patched before hackers figured it out.

Though the Redmond group had agreed to act in concert, the patch—called the source port randomization solution—didn't satisfy everyone. It was only a short-term fix, turning what had been a 1-in-65,536 chance of success into a 1-in-4 billion shot.

Still, a hacker could use an automated system to flood a server with an endless stream of guesses. With a high-speed connection, a week of nonstop attacking would likely succeed. Observant network operators would see the spike in traffic and could easily block it. But, if overlooked, the attack could still work. The patch only papered over the fundamental flaw that Kaminsky had exposed.

On July 8, Nominum, Microsoft, Cisco, Sun Microsystems, Ubuntu, and Red Hat, among many others, released source port randomization patches. Wilbourn called it the largest multivendor patch in the history of the Internet. The ISPs and broadband carriers like Verizon and Comcast that had been asked to install it wanted to know what the problem was. Wilbourn told them it was extremely important that they deploy the patch, but the reason would remain a secret until Kaminsky delivered his talk in Las Vegas.

Even as Kaminsky was giving interviews about the urgency of patching to media outlets from the Los Angeles Times to CNET, the computer security industry rebelled. "Those of us ... who have to advise management cannot tell our executives 'trust Dan,'" wrote one network administrator on a security mailing list. On one blog, an anonymous poster wrote this to Kaminsky: "You ask people not to speculate so your talk isn't blown but then you whore out minor details to every newspaper/magazine/publishing house so your name can go all over Google and gain five minutes of fame? This is why people hate you and wish you would work at McDonald's instead."

With a backlash building, Kaminsky decided to reach out to a few influential security experts in hopes of winning them over. He set up a conference call with Rich Mogull, founder of Securosis, a well-respected security firm; researcher Dino Dai Zovi; and Thomas Ptacek, a detractor who would later accuse Vixie and Kaminsky of forming a cabal.

The call occurred July 9. Kaminsky agreed to reveal the vulnerability if Mogull, Dai Zovi, and Ptacek would keep it secret until the Vegas talk August 6. They agreed, and Kaminsky's presentation laid it out for them. The security experts were stunned. Mogull wrote, "This is absolutely one of the most exceptional research projects I've seen." And in a blog post Ptacek wrote, "Dan's got the goods. It's really f'ing good."

And then, on July 21, a complete description of the exploit appeared on the Web site of Ptacek's company. He claimed it was an accident but acknowledged that he had prepared a description of the hack so he could release it concurrently with Kaminsky. By the time he removed it, the description had traversed the Web. The DNS community had kept the secret for months. The computer security community couldn't keep it 12 days.

About a week later, an AT&T server in Texas was infiltrated using the Kaminsky method. The attacker took over google.com—when AT&T Internet subscribers in the Austin area tried to navigate to Google, they were redirected to a Google look-alike that covertly clicked ads. Whoever was behind the attack probably profited from the resulting increase in ad revenue.

Every day counted now. While Kaminsky, Vixie, and the others pleaded with network operators to install the patch, it's likely that other hacks occurred. But the beauty of the Kaminsky attack, as it was now known, was that it left little trace. A good hacker could reroute email, reset passwords, and transfer money out of accounts quickly. Banks were unlikely to announce the intrusions—online theft is bad PR. Better to just cover the victims' losses.

On August 6, hundreds of people crammed into a conference room at Caesars Palace to hear Kaminsky speak. The seats filled up quickly, leaving a scrum of spectators standing shoulder to shoulder in the back. A group of security experts had mockingly nominated Kaminsky for the Most Overhyped Bug award, and many wanted to know the truth: Was the massive patching effort justified, or was Kaminsky just an arrogant, media-hungry braggart?

While his grandmother handed out homemade Swedish lace cookies, Kaminsky took the stage wearing a black T-shirt featuring an image of Pac-Man at a dinner table. He tried for modesty. "Who am I?" he asked rhetorically. "Some guy. I do code."

The self-deprecation didn't suit him. He had the swagger of a rock star and adopted the tone of a misunderstood genius. After detailing the scope of the DNS problem, he stood defiantly in front of a bullet point summary of the attack and said, "People called BS on me. This is my reply."

By this time, hundreds of millions of Internet users were protected. The bomb had been defused. The problem was, there was little agreement on what the long-term solution should be. Most discussion centered around the concept of authenticating every bit of DNS traffic. It would mean that every computer in the world—from iPhones to corporate server arrays—would have to carry DNS authentication software. The root server could guarantee that it was communicating with the real .com name server, and .com would receive cryptological assurance that it was dealing with, say, the real Google. An impostor packet wouldn't be able to authenticate itself, putting an end to DNS attacks. The procedure is called DNSSEC and has high-profile proponents, including Vixie and the US government.

But implementing a massive and complicated protocol like DNSSEC isn't easy. Vixie has actually been trying to persuade people for years, and even he hasn't succeeded. Either way, the point might turn out to be moot. Kaminsky ended his Las Vegas talk by hinting that even darker security problems lay ahead. It was the type of grandstanding that has made him a polarizing figure in the computer security community. "There is no saving the Internet," he said. "There is postponing the inevitable for a little longer."

Then he sauntered off the stage and ate one of his grandma's cookies.

Source :Wired

My First Game Console

2008-09-09T12:55:00.004+08:00

Still remember these thing?

Micro Genius game console..that is my 1st video games...tringtla al kisah zaman kanak2 aku dlu...darjah bpe ntah aku pon xingt tp yg aku tau mse tuh aku skola rendah lg la...parents aku pon bli la video game nih..punye la seronok nyer aku..ye r..1st time aku bru nk mengenal game dan video game ni la yg menjadi pendorong aku untuk menjadi obses dgn gadget-gadget elektronik yg cangih mangih...huhuhu...
I don't rely quite remember the occasion why they bought it but i think bcoz i got no1 in the exam...yeahh..i used to be smart back then.now my brain are full of junk...SPAM!SPAM!
Then they bought me the console but there's a catch!i only allowed to play during the school holiday..in my case..cuti penggal terakhir..alaaa..cuti yg paling lame tuh..cuti semingu xleh main!
and my mom keep it in her room..huhuhu...so i got no choice but to obey the rules..well back then im a good boy...hehehe...n the bez part is..i still have the console n its still working till now....everyone who had the console have dozen of the catridge but i only have 1...hahaha..i duno how i can keep playing that 1 tape but it have 9999 games in 1..hehehe....well since i rarely plays wit it so i wont get bored...
erm the tape are very expansive..price range between 70-100bucks...so i juz stick wit that 1 tape..times passes by....when people are now playing with sega console games with games like street fighter n mortal combat, i played my micro genius with only 1 tape..and when people starts playing sony playstation1...im still playing my micro genius console.....hahhaa...see!how me n my game console survive?hehehe....
Ok..enough of the flashback memories...i juz wanna say that now the tapes are rely2 cheap...during my last visit to Mydin...i suddenly saw the tape for the game console n it only cost 8bucks..so cheap....

Erm..now the console is still in my mom's room but still in good condition...even until now i rarely played with it since i alredy have a new game console....but the rules still applied though...hahahha...cn only plays whn im on holidays!

Gempar Dato Siti Nurhaliza Di Dera

2008-08-28T10:47:00.001+08:00

Cuba Cari Yop...

2008-08-27T17:11:00.003+08:00

Daya penglihatan yg amat tajam diperlukan dalam mencari yop di dalam video dibawah...konsentrasi 150% juga diperlukan jika anda ingin mencari yop....
Pertandingan Cuba Cari Yop bermula sekarang!

Need For Speed : Undercover

2008-08-25T18:00:00.006+08:00

Finally the new Need For Speed game series will be coming out...hope it doesn't suck like Need For Speed : Pro Street...damn lousy game..i already seen the trailer...nice grafix!.at first i was afraid that it only will be on ps3 but now im glad it has a ps2 version..hahaha...wait til i get my hands on it..but it wud be awesome to play it on Ps3..damn awesome.....

Now
Presenting
Need For Speed : Undercover

I Been Tagged!

2008-08-21T08:23:00.002+08:00

1. Do you still talk to the person who hurt you the worst?
> yeah...in my situation i don have any choice

2. Do you like to dance?
> everybody put ur hand up,move ya body to the beat till we drop

3. Are you obsessed with someone?
> 100% stalker

4. Do you like more than five people right now?
> Huh?wut do u mean by like?

5. Name something that you would like to eat right now?
> Chezy wedges,dominoes pizza,Nachos, & SUSHI HANA

6. Did you get any compliments today?
> No..i mean who am i for people to compliment?

9. Do you steal people's boyfriends or girlfriends?
> Stealing gf are a waste of time n money..i rather steal a macbook pro, ps3, iphone 3g, golf gti, bmw m3, bmw x6, n steals from dk kecik!

10.Are you happy?
> with her? yes i am damn happy..in general? 50%

11.Who was the last person you texted and what?
> popoit (my Uncle)- ajk balik seremban coz ade kenduri

12.Who was the last person you talked to?
> myself

13.Are you moody?
> im a guy...i don hv pms..hahahahha

14.Last person you chat with?
> ajiem

15.Have you ever tried to get back with an ex?
> wuts the use of it?

16.Have you ever toilet papered someone's house?
> huh??

17.Have you ever gone camping?
> yes

18.Do you love someone?
> yup

19.Have you ever gone to the beach?
> yes

20.Have you ever had a stalker?
> im the stalker..who ever heard a stalker being stalk?

21.Who was the last person to make you mad?
> no 1

22.Are you thirsty?
> no.. got my St. Martin's House of Tea peach flavored tea rite here beside me

23.Are you listening to music? What are you listening to?
> Neyo- closer

24.What do you do before bed?
> get to the bed

25.Have you ever lied to your parents?
> yeah

26.Have you ever worn your best friend's clothes?
> nope..diorg size budak2

27.Who and what do you miss?
> java programming

28.Name five things you did today?
> well it only 8am so..wake up,bath,drive to work,buy breakfast, answering this stupid tag

29.Last person who you yelled at?
> no 1

30.Future kid's names?
> mac,centrino,amd, ati n nvdia

31.What is your mood?
> rave

32.Is anyone jealous of you?
> xde kot

33.When is the last time you got chocolates?
> forget already

34.Where were you 2 hours ago?
> HOME

35.What were you doing last night?
> layn CRANK in Blue Ray..fuckin awesome!!

36.What does your hair look like right now?
> look like hair!

37.Has anyone ever used you?
> yup

38.Has anyone ever told you that they like you more than as a friend?
> yup

39.What have you eaten today?
> patoto bread

40.Is your hair naturally curly, or straight?
> ask my hair..dont ask me

Kasut Baru Ajim

2008-08-20T12:00:00.003+08:00

Hehehehhe...update!! update!!
ajim bli kasut bru!! n aku sekadar mampu melihat sje.....
kasut playez yg bersalut emas 18k.....
D price? priceless r beb..kasut mhl tuh...

1000th song on my playlist

2008-08-19T10:27:00.003+08:00

Ne-Yo : Closer

Closer
closer
closer
closer

Turn the lights off in this place
And she shines just like a star
And I swear I know her face
I just don't know who you are
Turn the music up in here
I still hear her loud and clear
Like she's right there in my ear
Telling me
that she wants to own me
To control me
Come closer
Come closer

And I just can't pull myself away
Under Her Spell I can't break
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
And I just can't break myself no way
But I don't want to escape
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop

I can feel her on my skin
I can taste her on my tongue
Shes the sweetest taste of sin
The more I get the more I want
She wants to own me.....
Come closer
She says "come closer"

And I just can't pull myself away
Under Her Spell I can't break
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
And I just can't break myself no way
But I don't want to escape
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop

(Come closer)
(Come closer)
(Come closer)
(Come closer)
(Come closer)
(Come closer)
(Come closer)

I just can't stop nooooo
I just can't stop nooooo
I just can't stop nooooo
I just can't stop nooooo

And I just can't pull myself away
Under Her Spell I can't break
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
And I just can't break myself no way
But I don't want to escape
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop

And I just can't pull myself away
Under Her Spell I can't break
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop

Congratz to neyo for being the 1000th song in my playlist. Ur sure r lucky for being the 1000th song in there beside its my favourite song for now...hahahha....i sure do enjoy dancin to the beat...come closer...

Back to Shoutmix

2008-08-01T09:12:00.005+08:00

~recently i changed my chat box from shoutmix to oggix...i left it for a couple of days..but smthng seem like missing...somehow i prefer shoutmix.i thnk becoz of its simplenes n neat design for which oggix it seems like a little messy...but oggix do have it advantages..with oggix, you can reply the user msg by lefting ur mesg rite below the user msg...that wut makes my heart to move n try out oggix...i try to customized it to look like shoutmix but failed..now im back to shoutmix..hahaha.....

PSP Hacked & Modified

2008-07-22T10:00:00.003+08:00

Recently hacked my psp...but stil using the same firmware though.. 3.90 m33-3

*hacked
-install screenshot plugin
-modified psp coldboot screen (from sony entertainment to asherapth's psp)
-modified psp gameboot (added Gear of War gameboot)
-modified wave in front of wallpaper

all these screenshot are taken by using the screenshot plugin...

Screen Shot : Loco Roco

Screen Shot : Game Menu

Screen Shot : State Shift

Screen Shot : Gear of War gameboot

Screen Shot : PSP coldboot

Screen Shot : Wave in front of wallpaper

A sweet poem for a sweet gurl - Fatin Hana

2008-07-19T16:20:00.002+08:00

I’m sure that I will always be,
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight

Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
With just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun,
As 1.7321

Such is my reality,
A sad irrationality

When hark!

What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds.
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued,
Your love for me has been renewed

Cory Doctorow's Futuristic Tales of the Here and Now

2008-07-11T12:36:00.001+08:00

Cory Doctorow's Futuristic Tales of the Here and Now - Upload a Document to Scribd

Faber Family Retreat 2008 - 2

2008-07-09T15:31:00.003+08:00

This will be the laz part....

After breakfast, we all went to the beach, brekfast at 730am..erk?wut about the volleyball match?hehehehe..the gurls canceled it coz they r still sleeping...so we all went to the beach, there is no1 playing voley there..so we thought that we cn still play it..i went to get the ball but its closed..opened at 900am..wtf..y so late?so we all gave up on playing the volley...next stop? the banana boat ride....

From Left : Fiza, kak Aisyah, Kak Su-E, Yusma, Kak Ashi

huhu..diz is my 1st time riding a banana boat...lepas tulis name kt kaunter we all pon gear up!kne pki life jacket....pastu we all pon naik r mnde alah banana boat tuh....huhu..bez gak naik mnde alah tuh..dh smpai tgh2 laut tuh driver boat pon menterbalikn banana boat tuh.abis sme org jatuh berguling2 dlm laut yg dalam tuh....huhu..mmg thrill...floating in the midle of the sea....cuak tuh cuak r...tp abg driver tuh dh pesan..klo jatuh jgn pikir ape2...kosong jek...mmg betul pon abg tuh ckp...klo x nti kang pikir yg bukn2 xpasl2 panic tgh laut tuh..hehhehe..mase naik bot tuh yusma punye r takut.nasib baik die xpengsan jek..hehhehe.....byk kali gak r kitorng naik bot tuh....once, we all ride it n i wuz the only 1 who fell into the ocean....coz sepatutnyer sme jatuh tp diorg(those on the banana boat) balance balik so that xterguling...so aku sorng jek tercampak...tetibe driver boat tuh jerit "tuh mnde blakng mu tuh?tuh2.."sambil tunjuk kt dlm laut tuh...perghhh....aku dh pk mnde lain dah..dh r jauh lg aku kne swim bru leh naik banana boat tuh....for a second i was in panic n scared like hell...but i got a grip on my self n tell myself there is nothng there!..huhuhu..cuak2...leh plak driver tuh wat lawan antarabangsa time aku kt tgh2 laut tuh...ceh....

Gear up before the ride

All aboard!!

After the ride, we all juz berendam di dalam laut bermain2 ombak....waitn the time to check out at 12..so propabaly we stayed at the beach until 1130am..

12noon- check out form the hotel....n we all back in kl....huhuhu....so much for my 1st Family Day with Faber..overall i have fun...n i become closer with them(healthtronics staff)....

Faber Family Retreat 2008 - 1

2008-07-08T15:55:00.006+08:00

Erm sambung cite semalam….

We supposedly arrive at 3pm but we ended up arriving at 430pm. Trun je dr coach tuh everyone went to the checkpoint to check in. Luckily I was in the same room with Kamal n in the next room is Amirul n Mat. Owwhh…..forgot to mention...I got myself a steam iron from the lucky draw…ha3…just a steam iron…not bad I guess…

We arrived at Awana Kijal, it look like it’s gonna rain. Aduh…xdpt r main banana boat klo ujan…After checking in, aku ngn Kamal pon trase cm nk mndi laut..tetibe ujan plak..so terpakse r simpan jek hajat tuh..n then we thought that if we cant swim in the sea at least we can swim in the swimming pool...but I think that the resort management wont let us coz of the thunder..hehhee…nti kang sia2 je mati kne panah petir..so that evening we juz hangout in our room..but at 6pm the rain stop…

Its time..Autobots transform and roll out….aku ngn kamal pon menderum keluar dari bilik menuju ke lobby. Fiza, Yusma, Kak Ashi, Kak Aisyah, Amirul sme tgh tunggu kt lobby..We all juz want to explore the resort.

Photo shoot before going to the beach
(from left: ntah,fiza,kak aisyah,kak su-e,kamal,yusma,amirul)

Lepas photo shoot tuh,kitorang pon bergerak ke destinasi.. Bile diorang nampak jek beach..sme berlari..well except me r…hehehehe…tgk..aku g pantai pon pki kasut..diorg dh memane ntah cmpak slipper n sandal diorng…

After that we headed back to the main land..hahhaa…bile dh smpi darat, kak aisyah n amirul menyewa basikal untuk menjadi polis peronda di kawasan resort. The rest of us keep on walking. Tetibe Yusma berkate “Ei ade beach volley!Jom g tgk” so there we was watching a group of guys playing volley…”Jom kite main esok nk?” klo xsalah aku Fiza yg ajk…”erm!kul 6 kite trun main volley” answered me…Set!kul 6 esok kitorg main volley…..n that’s another story….back to the original story…while kak Aisyah n Amirul are bz patrolling the resort, we are thinking of something that we can play…n then we found 1! A giant snake and ladders..hahhaa..this could be fun…diz is how the giant snake and ladders looks like…..

Thanks to our model of the day, Miss Fiza for showing us the giant snake and ladders.

Diorg amik gamba xtungu aku! Mentang2 aku g amik dadu..xpe..xpe…so we played the game until 1 of us wins!ok..Guess the winner…is it Kamal?Is it Yusma? Or is it Fiza?me? Hehehehe….padan mke korang!spe sruh xamik pic aku byk2.kan aku dh menang!hahahaha…while playing, we all have a surprise visits from Faber Group MD…we stop playing at 7pm coz we need to be prepared for tonight dinner. The theme was Tropikal! Since Im to lazy to buy anything to match the theme, I juz wear whatever I have…We got to be quick because the seat are on 1st come 1st serve basis…like always gurls always late..we the boys came early n find a spot..i it’s a very nice spot….near the food…hahhaha..n it’s the only table there…hehhehe…n mcm bese pic aku mst xde..erm ok r..continue esok plak....

Tropical Night Dinner

Faber Family Retreat 2008 -Blast Off

2008-07-07T12:50:00.011+08:00

Finally its today, Faber Family Day. It will be held in Awana Kijal Kemaman,Terengganu. So wake up at 630am to pack because i promise Kamal that i wait for him at 7am. Pagi tuh aku tumpang Kamal yg datang bersame mak n kakak die..They were rely nice people..Glad i know them..at 8am we arrive at Faber Towers, the gathering spot..Upon arriving, there's a lot of cars in the parking lot..its the Treasure Hunt contestant..The treasure hunt was open 4 those who went with their own vehicle...aku naik bus jek..so xdpt r masuk treasure hunt tuh...

Treasure Hunt Troopers b4 launch.

3 Gurls mencari pasangan (frm left : kak Yusma, kak ashi, fiza)

After the launch by Faber Group MD, its time to depart...the Treasure hunt troopers already departed but the bus departed an hour late...someone cleverly left his IC at home..nasib baik umah dekat..klo jauh mati r nk tunguu berejam bru bertolak...huhu..tgk dak nih..dh excited gile nk pegi Awana.........hehehe..ikuti sambunganyer.....

Tired n Very Sleepy

2008-07-04T15:58:00.004+08:00

I didnt sleep lasnite coz trying to complete the project for today presentation. So tired n sleepy...n the most dangerous thng of all is im driving whn im sleepy..this morning i doze a couple of time while driving....i cnt help it..im so sleeepy...luckily nothng bad happen to me but it rely scared d hell out of me...i try to drive faster so that i wont doze of to much but the same thng happen...so for precaution i drive slowly...even if i hit smthng it wudnt cost my my life...i hope so.....

But anyway, my hardwork pay off...the MD are pleased with my work n i have only 2do a few changes....hehehe...n tomorow ill b in Awana Kijal..yahoooooo!!!!yup2...my company will held a family day there....so..diz evnin im going straight to bed..hahaa....got to redeem my loz sleeping hour...hehehe....later whn i get back i post the pic...

no mood to do the changetoday...im in awana's mood..hahhahha..

Sweet Sweeney Todd

2008-07-02T09:57:00.002+08:00

Got nothing to do laznite...arrive home at 730pm...fixed myself with some nasi goreng+telur mate+2 sausages..that shud be enuf 4 me..hehehe..open the tv..nothing good 2 watch since this season of Life has ended....So...searching 4 some dvd..but normal dvd..hehehe...a blue-Ray quality dvd..this shud be good....Sweeney Todd on Blue ray..hahahhaha...
Very2 clear n sharp image..i felt like crying when i see the quality....hehehe..32"+HDMI Dvd player...waaaa..so satisfied...the sound,the image,the satisfaction,the action....speechless and priceless....wonder wut wil happen if i watch it on real blue ray player...
"PS3 suddenly come to my mind"

1st 4 days

2008-07-01T15:35:00.002+08:00

Today is the 1st 4 days that i will b in Faber. Soo many things 2do in 4 days before going in with the company MD. Aduh....its my 1st time presentation n already i have to face the MD and his group of BOD...cuak2....eh?wait a sec! that supposed to be this friday story! back to the topic.

So like always arived 7am at the office (Faber Towers)...well i always arrives early at Healthtronics too!lepak2 sambil bekfes n tengok ari dari gelap jadi cerah..hmmm bez gak r....lebih kurang tgk sunset gak rasenye...tp yg ni dipangil sunrise..huhuhu.....

830am..mule menekan butng lif ke tingkt 10..thats where Faber Medi-Serve is and my new office for 4 days...4 ari lg aku akn ke tingkt 20 plak beradu tenaga menentang MD n his BOD..hahaha....

Takde bende yang bez pon kt sni except banyak kedai makan jek...Oleh kerana aku xkenal sesape kt sni trase r sunyi...aku kenal bape kerat jek....tu pon yg involved same dlm projek ni..tu jela kot yg aku nk merapu2 kt sni...

Download Day 2008

2008-06-17T08:29:00.002+08:00

Its a once in a life time opportunity! Sape2 yg nk masuk Guiness Book of Records inilah masenyer!! its easy and every1 can do it! Interested?

Mozilla Firefox is trying to set a world records with the most downloaded software in 24Hours. All you have to do is download the new Firefox 3 during the Download Day which is today...well since we are early a day from them, it shud start at noon. Then your name will be placed in the Guiness Book of Records...Its easy right? You dont need to squirt milk from ur eye or breaking bricks with your forehead or burned yourself in an attempt to break a world record...u juz simply dowload it...

How? Easy! juz click here! or u can just click the button above and pledge to download firefox3 on download day. Currently Malaysia have 8177 pledges and counting! So what are u waiting for? Start pledging now!

Metal gear Solid 4 Limited Edition PSP

2008-06-16T15:21:00.009+08:00

In conjunction with the release of the new METAL GEAR SOLID 4, im also releasing my own metal gear solid 4 limited edition psp..hahhaha...hmm sedikit kekecewaan berlaku semase menempahnyer...sepatutnyer,mengikut imaginasi artist its supposed to look like this...

but when it arrive...haiii...lain drp ape yg di minta..tp atleast aku still puas ati! ye la.design aku,psp aku, mane taknyer...xde org ade psp cam aku..haha3..nilah rupe psp aku skrg...dh jd psp version Metal Gear Solid 4 dah..hahahha..puas ati..puas ati...hhehehehe....patut kah aku tebuk yg kt balakng tuh bia die nmpk silver ring mcm imaginasi artist atau bia kn seperti gamba dibawah?

Gamers Fantasy

2008-06-10T14:08:00.006+08:00

Every gamers sure dream of having a hot, sexy gurl who plays games as their gf...n guess what?

She really exist!!

She's hot....

She's sexy.....

She plays video games...

She's on GTA:IV...

N of coz! My favourite....

She licks PSP!!!

plus!she also will have her own manga style action figures...Apparently the folks at Southern Island were so enamored with the real Chobot when they met her at Comic Con, they decided they needed to make a couple of little statues of her. Each of the statues, designed by Kerry Shyver, will be sold as limited edition 500-piece runs. The foot-high statues will be hand numbered, but will not feature any licking... instead she will be nibbling on a 360 controller.

More about her >>
Her Blog >>

Fuel price again...

2008-06-05T14:20:00.003+08:00

~So it seems that the new fuel price will be effective 2day..n thanks to that..i stuck in the jam for 2hours yesterday!every1 rushing to the gas station to fill their final fuel for 1.92bucks a liter....Later in august, the goverment will increase the fuel price again! n i heard that there will be no more subsidy for fuel in august!
When evry1 in the nation are worried about all the price will rise, Pak Lah calmly give a very very very good advice.

"In order to face the increase of fuel price, we must change our lifestyles"

Yes indeed..a very very good advice coming from a person who got fuel for free!

78 cent boost for fuel

2008-06-04T17:31:00.004+08:00

Today is the day that our prime minister Abdullah Ahmad Badawi will announce the new fuel price.
From 1.92 bucks per liter, it has now increased to 2.70 bucks!!
WTF!! Its almost 3 bucks!!
Expected to be effective in August this year, he said that this increment are only effected to a few. It means that those who have small salary are not subjected to the new price..but in my opinion..do they rely wanna do that? How are they gonna implement it? By sticking stickers on the car?
With the massive increase of fuel price, surely the price of other items will increase rapidly. The dominoes effect will surely take place sooner or later.
Owh..there is a huge storm outside...its raining heavily..its more like a sign to me...from morning till this afternoon the weather was perfect but then at 5pm it suddenly change.
The sky waz black as the night, the thunder roars fiercely...as if they were mad with the increase of fuel price..strangely enuff it happen at the time Pak Lah was about to announce the new fuel price..

cant wait to c the news 2nite...got to hear what the people will say bout this..and perhaps..some malaysiantoday news...or DR.M and Anwar blog..they surely have smthng 2say bout the fuel price...

Who Farted?

2008-06-03T08:28:00.002+08:00

On my wat to work diz morning like always im listening to FlyFM pagi show n there is a segment call FlyFM's Alarm Call. Its a segment where listeners send a request to FlyFm to wake them up in the morning.
So diz morning, they called a girl to wake her up n the gurl wuz like soo excited saying she wuz suprised that they call her n then suddenly there a fart sound n the gurl spontaneously say sorry!
HAHAHHAHA...OMG..she farted on air!Hahaha..then Phat Fabes & Ben (FlyFM Dj's) ask her to make a shout out...
She juz hang up the fon..hahhaa..she muz be rely3 embarrassed...i think she kill herself after dat..muahhaaa..imagine u r on air and the whole world can hear u...n u farted!hehhehe...
Its a nice situation isnt it? farting on air!

Im bz right now

2008-05-12T15:41:00.007+08:00

Rite now I'm bz plying these games :

Medal Of Honour : Heroes 2

Official Site

IGN

Monster Hunter Freedom 2

Official Site

IGN

Patapon

Official Site

IGN

God Of War : Chains Of Olympus

Official Site

IGN

Syphon Filter : Logan's Shadow

Official Site

IGN

Crash Of The Titans

Official Site

IGN

The New Love Of My Life - Putri Sophia Parker

2008-05-12T11:53:00.006+08:00

I met her 3 weeks ago at Damansara Jaya. We met by surprise n I dreamed of her for so long but i didn't have the chance to know her very well. I ask everybody bout her n they all said that she is nice n pretty,n I wouldn't regret making her mine.For the last 2 month I've been doing research on her,digging every info I could find bout her..I want to know everything...n I mean everything so that when she is mine I can make her feel special.Perghh...aku memang dh angau dah ngn die....every second I keep thinkin bout her...how to approach her..how to communicate with her...how to hold her soft hands...
Semue org ckp rugi if I let her go..juz go get her..tp aku takut..xde confident..aku takut nti after aku dh dpt die takut aku tak terjage die..n aku takut aku akan menyesal...Lots of my fren keep convincing me that I wont be regret..the only thing I will regret is dat aku lepaskn die cmtu jek...Kawan-kawan aku sme dh janji nk tolong aku..yeahh..they rely help me a lot...mcm2 yg aku dpt tau pasal die...So? ape lg yg aku tunggu?
Hmm..I'm juz waiting for the rite time n moment...aku xnk kecoh-kecoh n gopoh-gopoh...juz rilex man...be cool n stay cool....hehehe...
So..bile mase yg sesuai aku akan dapatkn die.."haihh..when is the rite time?how long r u gonna wait?"kawan aku Shelly tanye..."If u make up ur mine call me..I'll help u out!"...hmm shelly plak yg xsabar2...rilek r..
Sehari sebelom cuti hari pekerja...aku duk kt ofis...keep thinkin bout the rite moment..esok cuti..hmm..dah-dah..aku dh nekad!!esok aku nk daptkn die..xkire r..aku pon anta message kt shelly!ewah2..ske plak minah nih...upe2nye die dh setkn meeting point aku ngn die...erkk?alamakkk...forgot to tell her name r...her name is Putri Sophia Parker.*Ehem*Ehem*die mix....hehhehe..ok2 back to shelly..die dh berpakat ngn Tony to meet me up wit putri esok kt Damansara Jaya, near KDU COllege.Hish..berdebar plak aku nk g jmpe putri...
So esok b4 aku bertolak pegi KDU College, aku msg shelly bgtau die aku nk gerak dh...ALAaaaaa..minah ni betul r..she said she not gonna make it..she ask me to call tony..erm ok r..die pon wish aku good luck..Mse tgh drive nih kepale aku pk mcm2 nasib baik aku slamat smpai kat KDU College tuh..aku pon call Tony.."Tuutt..tuttt.....tutt..tuuttt..hello?"tony r tuh yg jawap..nih turn aku plak ckp,"ay tony,im here already ma..where d hell r u?"..n jeng....jeng..jneg...jawapan yg paling menyakitkn ati.."Owhh..sowi2...cud u wait 4 a moment?Im eating my bekfes!"ceh..dh pukul 11am bru nk bekfes...hmm..semalam sure pegi clubbin nyer mamat nih..bengong....so trpakse r aku tunggu...hishh..bley plak die g bekfes ngn putri aku..erkk?lpa plak..bukn akunyer lg r...hehhehe...
Finally..the time has come..ermerm..berdebar2 nih...tony dh smpai n he is bringing Putri with him..gosh..she is beautiful...erm let me describe her..beautiful, sexy slim body..aouch!its hot...smooth curve..damn..she is killing me..tony introduce me to her...
OMG..OMG..I'm freaking out..I'm touching her hand!im touching her hand...hahhaa..aahh..her hand are soo soft..smooth..(hey..do I sound like a pervert?..no la..if u meet her u also feel like this!)
Then suddenly,my brain got overload n boom!I came out from my mouth spontaneously "I wan u 2 b mine!"I said it to her..its our first time meeting n I said like that to her?am I dumb or what?Surprisingly..she juz stay there quietly..no response..so I juz take her hand n leave...owhh..I left tony behind..hahhaha..don wan him to be kaco daun..n now..I'm hepy with her..I rely love her soo damn much..its been a long time since I fall in love last time....back then I fall in love with my Sony ericsson W810i walkman phone but now I have a new love life...my Sony PSP...I love u Puteri Sophia Parker...

Isn't she hot?told ya....so sexy n slim body rite?..u can see how smooth her skin..waaaa...

Mark 2 & Mark 3

2008-05-09T11:37:00.007+08:00

MARK 2

MARK 3

Seriously...i prefer the mark2 design coz it look more fierce and powerful...but the Mark3 design is kinda sporty isn't it?
Wouldn't it cool to have one of these Armour in our closet?hehhehe...Enjoy guys....

Iron man

2008-05-09T10:29:00.007+08:00

Yahooooo!! Finally I got to see Iron Man semalam..hehehee..abis je office hour aku pon rush pergi ke MidValley...Office hour abis kul 530, iron man kul 620..s*It...memang rush gile babi r..dh r jam...tp xpe...ape susah?LRT ade...hehehe...
Arrive at MidVal at 645..alaaamak..mati r aku..dh stat dah cite iron man aku...n plg cedih cian kt dk kecik..kne tunggu aku sorng2..ish2...showiieee....
Smpai2 je aku pon tru berlari towards GSC..no popcorn n no coke...aku rela xminum air drp terlepas Iron man..tp masuk2 je tgk xstat lg..yeahh!!!bagus..bagus...
GSC ni cam tau2 je aku lmbt n siap tunggu aku smpai bru die nk roll cite tuh..hehhehe....
Ermm..ok2.bout the synopsis...i juz skip it k?lets juz pretend that we all know about iron man..for those who don't..consider yourself lame! hahaha..juz kidding..

Skip the synopsis n straight to the review....

At first i was thinking that this movie will just be like the rest of others comics brought to life movies...awesome trailer but stinky storyline...you know wut i mean...Amazingly..this movie keep me sitting quietly with its action and cool effects...It was wayyyyy to cool n i bet all the guys in the cinema are dying to be iron man.
Robert Downey Jr. has done a great job in portraying as Tony Stark/Iron Man in every aspect of Tony's life! From his playboy lifestyles, his jokes, his career, Downey played all the part very well...The director, Jon Favreau also has done a great job, slipping some humor in the movie...u got to see the scene where tony first tested his mark2 suit.
And like always, Stan lee himself also appeared in the movie..juz keep ur eyes open for him..hehehe...
Gwyneth Paltrow stars as Virginia 'Pepper' Potts the loyal secretary for Tony..While Jeff Bridges plays Obadiah Stane / Iron Monger aka the Villain...Obadiah steals the original iron man design from which Stark created when he was taken prisoner by Raza the leader of The Ten Rings who order him to create the "Jericho Missile" cluster bomb.Obadiah then recreated a new version of the armor and become The Iron Monger. From the look of it, it is bigger and stronger than Stark iron man armor.Obadiah modified it to become the ultimate weapon.
Guess what?

Robert Downey Jr. Confirmed For Iron Man Sequel

Yahooo!!Another great movie is coming...owh yeahh..here is some tips...don't leave the cinema until all the credits are finish..there is a short clip at the end..juz stay there and quiet..yesterday nearly all the audience have left the cinema except for me and dk kecik(which i force to stay), 2 couple, and a row of guyz...and at last, the clip appeared....Samuel L Jackson appeared as Nick Furry, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D saying that tony has become a part of a larger universe and an upcoming project called The Avengers...now that is something!! i expect that in the upcoming Iron Man, there might be Ant-Man,Thor,Wasp, and of course....Captain America..since they are the originals Avengers...and Terrence Howard might become as War Machine.

Here's more info on Iron Man at IMDB

Don't Lie to yourself

2008-05-07T10:18:00.000+08:00

God is the only one who can do everything.

We humans do what we're capable of.

MaXShit Broadband

2008-05-07T08:39:00.000+08:00

MaxshitBB sucks! I registered for maxShitBB at the curve when they have a promotion there like a week ago...Registration only cost 100bucks on that day. I was thinking of getting a wireless broadband n I just go for it even though I know that from many of the subscribers complained that the service is such a let down. So I thought maybe I give it a try since I live in a HSDPA area...
The promoter said the activation will took about 24H but it took longer than that...It took 3days for the activation to complete to enable me to log on to the internet..Finally i log on to the internet but i was frustrated...
The speed is unbelievable slow! I remember that dial-up was faster than this...The connection says that its connected on HSDPA...but the speed is around 100kbps..i cant even sign in into YM! or MSN Live...not to mention downloading attachments from my email which takes ages to complete...Arghhhh!!stupid maxShitBB...Its my first run on the MaxshitBB and i didn't get 3.6Mbps? (owh yeah..i subscribe the power package)
The connection is also not stable...it get disconnected a lot..n when it reconnect, the connection is on EDGE..WTF..i didn't subscribe MaxShitBB to use EDGE!!FCuK!
Imagine being stuck with this FCukin MaxShit for 18months..Shit..im in hell!hahaha....but then...a hope came down from the heaven..n it shines soo bright that i cried in happiness...MaxShit has pull back the 18months contract..so now i cn terminate this FCukin Broadband....
Better if i subscribe Screamyx..what choice do i have?There a also a lot of complaint on Screamyx, but the connection and speed is better than MaxShitBB...n at least i can download torrents or wutever there is to download....On MaxShit?nope..u can't download any torrent..funny how the promoter said that he can download using torrent with MaxShitBB...hahaa...cheapAsS!
So...if u thinking of getting a wireless broadband, think twice or get info from the existing subcribers...

Coincidence

2008-04-28T15:16:00.000+08:00

~ Its a very very small world after all...never in my life i been in a situation like diz before...it rely struck me in the head..hahaha...and it also feel just like a typical malay movie...but without the sound effect and the dramatic act...last friday i had a chat with zai or kak zai as i addressed her...well its mainly about me becoz she worked at healthronics b4...n im the new guy...we talked and talked until the topic is about terengganu came out...
I lived there and she said that her fiance is 'org terengganu'...n i wuz like relly?
she couldn't remember the place but i told her that im staying in Geliga....n then i went home...owhh yeahh..forgot to mention that this event happen when im about to went back home....

N then it came to today...like always im having breakfast alone...(wut do u expect?im new!) all of the sudden, kak zai came with her fiance to have breakfast too!n she said "Kenal tak?" n wooooo...shocked as hell..it was amir....a childhood fren of mine...same school same gang...n we even cycle to school together...Never had i imagine a situation like diz...i mean how small this world cud b?

guess whut?they r getting maried diz saturday..hope i cn make it....soo im taking diz chance to wish them ...

"Selamat Pengantin Baru"

Future Memory

2008-04-23T10:40:00.000+08:00

People are always worried about something
They regret yesterday
Then worry about tomorrow
While they worry , time passes by
Today become yesterday
Tomorrow become today
But when u regret the sins you will commit tomorrow ,
Can u make up for them today?

Love is a fallacy

2007-08-08T10:27:00.000+08:00

Love is a Fallacy
Max Shulman

Cool was I and logical. Keen, calculating, perspicacious, acute and astute-I was all of these. My brain was as powerful as a dynamo, as precise as a chemist's scales, as penetrating as a scalpel. And - think of it! - I was only eighteen.

It is not often that one so young has such a giant intellect. Take for example, Petey Butch, my roommate at the University of Minnesota. Same age, same background, but dumb as an ox. A nice enough fellow, you understand, but nothing upstairs. Emotional type. Unstable. Impressionable. Worst of all, a faddist. Fads, I submit, are the very negation of reason. To be swept up in every new craze that comes along, to surrender yourself to idiocy just because everybody else is doing it-this, to me, is the acme of mindlessness. Not, however, to Petey.

One afternoon I found Petey lying on his bed with an expression of such distress on his face that I immediately diagnosed appendicitis. "Don't move." I said. "Don't take a laxative. I'll get a doctor."

"Raccoon," he mumbled thickly.

"Raccoon?" I said, pausing in my flight.

"I want a raccoon coat," he wailed.

I perceived that his trouble was not physical, but mental. "Why do you want a raccoon coat?"

"I should have known it," he cried, pounding his temples. "I should have known they'd come back when the Charleston came back. Like a fool I spent all my money for textbooks, and now I can't get a raccoon coat."

"Can you mean," I said incredulously, "that people are actually wearing raccoon coats again?"

"All the Big Men on Campus are wearing them. Where have you been?"

"In the library," I said, naming a place not frequented by Big Men on Campus.

He leaped from the bed and paced the room. "I've got to have a raccoon coat," he said passionately. "I've got to!"

"Petey, why? Look at it rationally. Raccoon coats are unsanitary. They shed. They smell bad. They weigh too much. They're unsightly. They-"

"You don't understand," he interrupted impatiently. "It's the thing to do. Don't you want to be in the swim?"

"No," I said truthfully.

"Well, I do," he declared. "I'd give anything for a raccoon coat. Anything!"

My brain, that precision instrument, slipped into high gear. "Anything?" I asked, looking at him narrowly.

"Anything," he affirmed in ringing tones.

I stroked my chin thoughtfully. It so happened that I knew where to get my hands on a raccoon coat. My father had had one in his undergraduate days; it lay now in a trunk in the attic back home. It also happened that Petey had something I wanted. He didn't have it exactly, but at least he had first rights on it. I refer to his girl. Polly Espy.

I had long coveted Polly Espy. Let me emphasize that my desire for this young woman was not emotional in nature. She was, to be sure, a girl who excited the emotions, but I was not one to let my heart rule my head. I wanted Polly for a shrewdly calculated, entirely cerebral reason.

I was a freshman in law school. In a few years I would be out in practice. I was well aware of the importance of the right kind of wife in furthering a lawyer's career. The successful lawyers I had observed were, almost without exception, married to beautiful, gracious, intelligent women. With one omission, Polly fitted these specifications perfectly.

Beautiful she was. She was not yet of pin-up proportions, but I felt sure that time would supply the lack. She already had the makings.

Gracious she was. By gracious I mean full of graces. She had an erectness of carriage, an ease of bearing, a poise that clearly indicated the best of breeding. At table her manners were exquisite. I had seen her at the Kozy Kampus Korner eating the specialty of the house - a sandwich that contained scraps of pot roast, gravy chopped nuts, and a dipper of sauerkraut - without even getting her fingers moist.

Intelligent she was not. In fact, she veered in the opposite direction. But I believed that under my guidance she would smarten up. At any rate, it was worth a try. It is, after all, easier to make a beautiful dumb girl smart than to make an ugly smart girl beautiful.

"Petey," I said, "are you in love with Polly Espy?"

"I think she's a keen kid," he replied, "but I don't know if you'd call it love. Why?"

"Do you," I asked, "have any kind of formal arrangement with her? I mean are you going steady or anything like that?"

"No. We see each other quite a bit, but we both have other dates. Why?"

"Is there," I asked, "any other man for whom she has a particular fondness?"

"Not that I know of. Why?"

I nodded with satisfaction. "In other words, if you were out of the picture, the field would be open. Is that right?"

"I guess so. What are you getting at?"

"Nothing, nothing," I said innocently, and took my suitcase out of the closet.

"Where are you going?" asked Petey.

"Home for the weekend." I threw a few things into the bag.

"Listen," he said, clutching my arm eagerly. "While you're home, you couldn't get some money from your old man, could you, and lend it to me so I can buy a raccoon coat?"

"I may do better than that," I said with a mysterious wink and closed my bag and left.

"Look," I said to Petey when I got back Monday morning. I threw open the suitcase and revealed the huge, hairy, gamy object that my father had worn in his Stutz Bearcat in 1925.

[The Stutz Bearcat was an expensive sports car, very popular in the 1920s.]

"Holy Toledo!" said Petey reverently. He plunged his hands into the raccoon coat and then his face. "Holy Toledo," he repeated fifteen or twenty times.

"Would you like it?" I asked.

"Oh yes!" he cried, clutching the greasy pelt to him. Then a canny look came into his eyes. "What do you want for it?"

"Your girl," I said, mincing no words.

"Polly?" he said in a horrified whisper. "You want Polly?"

"That's right."

He flung the coat from him. "Never," he said stoutly.

I shrugged. "Okay. If you don't want to be in the swim, I guess it's your business."

I sat down in a chair and pretended to read a book, but out of the corner of my eye I kept watching Petey. He was a torn man. First he looked at the coat with the expression of a waif at a baker's window. Then he turned away and set his jaw resolutely. Then he looked back at the coat, with even more longing in his face. Then he turned away, but with not so much resolution this time. Back and forth his head swiveled, desire waxing, resolution waning. Finally he didn't turn away at all; he just stood and stared with mad lust at the coat.

"It isn't as though I was in love with Polly," he said thickly. "Or going steady or anything like that."

"That's right," I murmured.

"What's Polly to me, or me to Polly?"

"Not a thing," said I.

"It's just been a causal kick-just a few laughs, that's all."

"Try on the coat," said I.

He complied. The coat bunched high over his ears and dropped all the way down to his shoe tops. He looked like a mound of dead raccoons. "Fits fine," he said happily.

I rose from my chair. "Is it a deal?" I asked, extending my hand. He swallowed. "It's a deal," he said and shook my hand.

I had my first date with Polly the following evening. This was in the nature of a survey; I wanted to find out just how much work I had to do to get her mind up to the standard I required. I took her first to dinner. "Gee, that was a delish dinner," she said as we left the restaurant. Then I took her to a movie. "Gee, that was a marvy movie," she said as we left the theater. And then I took her home. "Gee, I had a sensaysh time," she said as she bade me good night.

I went back to my room with a heavy heart. I had gravely underestimated the size of my task. This girl's lack of information was terrifying. Nor would it be enough merely to supply her with information. First she had to be taught to think. This loomed as a project of no small dimensions, and at first I was tempted to give her back to Petey. But then I got to thinking about her abundant physical charms and about the way she entered a room and the way she handled a knife and fork, and I decided to make an effort.

I went about it, as in all things, systematically. I gave her a course in logic. It happened that I, as a law student, was taking a course in logic myself, so I had all the facts at my finger tips. "Polly," I said to her when I picked her up on the next date, "tonight we are going over to the knoll and talk."

"Oo, terrif," she replied. One thing I will say for this girl: you would go far to find another so agreeable.

We went to the Knoll, the campus trysting place, and we sat down under an old oak, and she looked at me expectantly. "What are we going to talk about?" she asked.

"Logic."

She thought this over for a minute and decided she liked it. "Magnif," she said.

"Logic," I said, clearing my throat, "is the science of thinking. Before we can think correctly, we must first learn to recognize the common fallacies of logic. These we will take up tonight."

"Wow-dow!" she cried, clapping her hands delightedly.

I winced, but went bravely on. "First let us examine the fallacy called Dicto Simpliciter."

"By all means," she urged, batting her lashes eagerly.

"Dicto Simpliciter means an argument based on an unqualified generalization. For example: Exercise is good. Therefore everybody should exercise."

" I agree" said Polly earnestly. "I mean exercise is wonderful. I mean it builds the body and everything."

"Polly," I said gently, "the argument is a fallacy. Exercise is good is an unqualified generalization. For instance, if you have heart disease, exercise is bad, not good. Many people are ordered by their doctors not to exercise. You must qualify the generalization. You must say exercise is usually good, or exercise is good for most people. Otherwise you have committed a Dicto Simpliciter. Do you see?"

"No." she confessed. "But this is marvy. Do more! Do more!"

"It will be better if you stop tugging at my sleeve," I told her, and when she desisted, I continued. "Next we take up a fallacy called Hasty Generalization. Listen carefully. You can't speak French. I can't speak French. Petey Burch can't speak French. I must therefore conclude that nobody at the University of Minnesota can speak French."

"Really?" said Polly, amazed. "Nobody?"

I hid my exasperation. "Polly, it's a fallacy. The generalization is reached too hastily. There are too few instances to support such a conclusion."

"Know any more fallacies?" she asked breathlessly. "This is more fun than dancing even."

I fought off a wave of despair. I was getting nowhere with this girl, absolutely nowhere. Still, I am nothing if not persistent. I continued. "Next comes post Hoc. Listen to this: Let's not take Bill on our picnic. Every time we take him out with us, it rains."

"I know somebody just like that," she exclaimed. "A girl back home - Eula Becker, her name is. It never fails. Every single time we take her on a picnic-."

"Polly," I said sharply, "It's a fallacy. Eula Becker doesn't cause the rain. She has no connection with the rain. You are guilty of Post Hoc if you blame Eula Becker."

"I'll never do it again," she promised contritely. "Are you mad at me?"

I sighed deeply. "No , Polly, I'm not mad."

"Then tell me some more fallacies."

"All right. Let's try Contradictory Premises."

"Yes, let's," she chirped, blinking her eyes happily.

I frowned, but plunged ahead. "Here's an example of Contradictory Premises: If God can do anything, can he make a stone so heavy that He won't be able to lift it?"

"Of course," she replied promptly.

"But if He can do anything, he can lift the stone," I pointed out.

"Yeah," she said thoughtfully. "Well, then I guess He can't make the stone."

"But He can do anything." I reminded her.

She scratched her pretty, empty head. "I'm all confused," she admitted.

"Of course you are. Because when the premises of an argument contradict each other, there can be no argument. If there is an irresistible force, there can be no immovable object. If there is an immovable object, there can be no irresistible force. Get it?"

"Tell me some more of this keen stuff," she said eagerly.

I consulted my watch. "I think we'd better call it a night. I'll take you home now, and you go over all the things you've learned. We'll have another session tomorrow night."

I deposited her at the girls' dormitory, where she assured me that she had had a perfectly terrif evening, and I went glumly home to my room. Petey lay snoring in his bed, the raccoon coat huddled like a great hairy beast at his feet. For a moment I considered waking him and telling him that he could have his girl back. It seemed clear that my project was doomed to failure. The girl simply had a logic-proof head.

But the I reconsidered. I had wasted one evening: I might as well waste another. Who knew? Maybe somewhere in the extinct crater of her mind, a few embers still smoldered. Maybe somehow I could fan them into flame. Admittedly it was not a prospect fraught with hope, but I decided to give it one more try.

Seated under the oak the next evening I said, "Our first fallacy tonight is called Ad Misericordiam."

She quivered with delight.

"Listen closely," I said. "A man applies for a job. When the boss asks him what his qualifications are, he replies that he has a wife and six children at home, the wife is a helpless cripple, the children have nothing to eat, no clothes to wear, no shoes on their feet, there are no beds in the house, no coal in the cellar, and winter is coming."

A tear rolled down each of Polly's pink cheeks. "Oh, this is awful, awful," she sobbed.

"Yes, it's awful," I agreed, "but it's no argument. The man never answered the boss's question about his qualifications. Instead he appealed to the boss's sympathy. He committed the fallacy of Ad Misericordiam. Do you understand?"

"Have you got a handkerchief?" she blubbered.

I handed her a handkerchief and tried to keep from screaming while she wiped her eyes. "Next," I said in a carefully controlled tone, "we will discuss False Analogy. Here is an example: Students should be allowed to look at their textbooks during examinations. After all, surgeons have X-rays to guide them during an operation, lawyers have briefs to guide them during a trial, carpenters have no blueprints to guide them when they are building a house. Why, then, shouldn't students be allowed to look at their textbooks during an examination?"

"There now," she said enthusiastically, "is the most marvy idea I've heard in years."

"Polly," I said testily, "the argument is all wrong. Doctors, lawyers, and carpenters aren't taking a test to see how much they have learned, but students are. The situations are altogether different, and you can't make an analogy between them."

"I still think it's a good idea," said Polly.

"Nuts," I muttered. Doggedly I pressed on. "Next we'll try Hypothesis Contrary to Fact."

"Sounds yummy," was Polly's reaction. "Listen: If Madame Curie had not happened to leave a photographic plate in a drawer with a chunk of pitchblende, the world today would not know about radium."

"True, true," said Polly, nodding her head. "Did you see the movie? Oh, it just knocked me out. That Walter Pidgeon is so dreamy. I mean he fractures me."

"If you can forget Mr. Pidgeon for a moment," I said coldly. "I would like to point out that the statement is a fallacy. Maybe Madame Curie would have discovered radium at some later date. Maybe somebody else would have discovered it. Maybe any number of things would have happened. You can't start with a hypothesis that is not true and then draw any supportable conclusions from it."

"They ought to put Walter Pidgeon in more pictures," said Polly. "I hardly ever see him any more."

One more chance, I decided. But just one more. There is a limit to what flesh and blood can bear. "The next fallacy is called Poisoning the Well."

"How cute!" she gurgled.

"Two men are having a debate. The first one gets up and says, 'My opponent is a notorious liar. You can't believe a word that he is going to say' . . . Now, Polly, think. Think hard. What's wrong?"

I watched her closely as she knit her creamy brow in concentration. Suddenly a glimmer of intelligence - the first I had seen - came into her eyes. "It's not fair," she said with indignation. "It's not a bit fair. What chance has the second man got if the first man calls him a liar before he even begins talking?"

"Right!" I cried exultantly. "One hundred percent right. It's not fair. The first man has poisoned the well before anybody could drink from it. He has hamstrung his opponent before he could even start . . . . Polly I'm proud of you."

"Pshaw," she murmured, blushing with pleasure.

"You see, my dear, these things aren't so hard. All you have to do is concentrate. Think - - examine - - evaluate. Come now, let's review everything we have learned."

"Fire away," she said with an airy wave of her hand.

Heartened by the knowledge that Polly was not altogether a cretin, I began a long, patient review of all I had told her. Over and over and over again I cited instances, pointed out flaws, kept hammering away without let up. It was like digging a tunnel. At first everything was work, sweat, and darkness. I had no idea when I would reach the light, or even if I would. But I persisted. I pounded and clawed and scraped, and finally I was rewarded. I saw a chink of light. And then the chink got bigger and the sun came pouring in and all was bright.

Five grueling nights this took, but it was worth it. I had made a logician out of Polly; I had taught her to think. My job was done. She was worthy of me at last. She was a fit wife for me, a proper hostess for my many mansions, a suitable mother for my well-heeled children.

It must not be thought that I was without love for this girl. Quite the contrary. Just as Pygmalion loved the perfect woman he had fashioned, so I loved mine. I determined to acquaint her with my feelings at our very next meeting. The time had come to change our relationship from academic to romantic.

"Polly," I said when next we sat beneath our oak, "tonight we will not discuss fallacies."

"Aw, gee," she said, disappointed.

"My dear," I said, favoring her with a smile, "we have now spent five evenings together. We have gotten along splendidly. It is clear that we are well matched."

"Hasty Generalization," said Polly brightly.

"I beg your pardon," said I.

"Hasty Generalization," she repeated. "How can you say that we are well matched on the basis of only five dates?"

I chuckled with amusement. The dear child had learned her lessons well. "My dear," I said, patting her hand in a tolerant manner, "five dates is plenty. After all, you don't have to eat a whole cake to know that it's good."

"False Analogy," said Polly promptly. "I'm not a cake. I'm a girl."

I chuckled with somewhat less amusement. The dear child had learned her lessons perhaps too well. I decided to change tactics. Obviously the best approach was a simple, strong, direct declaration of love. I paused for a moment while my massive brain chose the proper words. Then I began:

"Polly, I love you. You are the whole world to me, and the moon, and the stars and the constellations of outer space. Please, my darling, say that you will go steady with me, for if you will not, life will be meaningless. I will languish. I will refuse my meals. I will wander the face of the earth, a shambling, hollow-eyed hulk."

There, I thought, folding my arms, that ought to do it.

"Ad Misericordiam," said Polly.

I ground my teeth. I was not Pygmalion; I was Frankenstein, and my monster had me by the throat. Frantically I fought back the tide of panic surging through me. At all costs I had to keep cool.

"Well, Polly," I said, forcing a smile, "you certainly have learned your fallacies."

"You're darn right," she said with a vigorous nod.

"And who taught them to you, Polly?"

"You did."

"That's right. So you do owe me something, don't you, my dear? If I hadn't come along you never would have learned about fallacies."

"Hypothesis Contrary to Fact," she said instantly.

I dashed perspiration from my brow. "Polly," I croaked, "you mustn't take all these things so literally. I mean this is just classroom stuff. You know that things you learn in school don't have anything to do with life."

"Dicto Simpliciter," she said, wagging her finger at me playfully. That did it. I leaped to my feet, bellowing like a bull. "Will you or will you not go steady with me?"

"I will not," she replied.

"Why not?" I demanded.

"Because this afternoon I promised Petey Burch that I would go steady with him."

I reeled back, overcome with the infamy of it. After he promised, after he made a deal, after he shook my hand! "The rat!" I shrieked, kicking up great chunks of turf. "You can't go with him, Polly. He's a liar. He's a cheat. He's a rat."

"Poisoning the Well" said Polly, "and stop shouting. I think shouting must be a fallacy too."

With an immense effort of will, I modulated my voice. "All right," I said. "You're a logician. Let's look at this thing logically. How could you choose Petey Burch over me? Look at me - - a brilliant student, a tremendous intellectual, a man with an assured future. Look at Pete -- a knothead, a jitterbug, a guy who'll never know where his next meal is coming from. Can you give me one logical reason why you should go steady with Petey Burch?"

"I certainly can," declared Polly. "He's got a raccoon coat."

Takde Class~HUHU~

2007-07-19T10:39:00.000+08:00

~Hehehe...arini aku lansung xde class..sme class cancel..muahhahaha...so cm bse aku mmg bgn awl pagi..kul 730 bgn mandi sme n thn g wat breakfst..and like always, im the only 1 who r alive in the house..evry1 are dead sleping...excpt for zul,min,and zamani..they seem to hv classes...So pas mkn aku pon start r activity aku tuk arini..hehhehe...satu activity yg mmg aku tunggu lme dah....Thax to syaz.."kerokerokero"......

~hmm..thx to syaz aku dh de robot keroro ni..hahaha....so arini leh r aku wat robot ni...xde class..yahoo!!!!.....bez gile aku rse...semangat berkoba2 tuh nk wat model ni...bukak2 je plastik n kotak die trus aku amik gmba..kenangan tuh......

~So aku pon stat r wat model kit tuh..hehehe..dgn penuh detail dan kasih sayg tau...aku wat slo2 jek..menikmati tuh..feeling tuh penting beb...kekemasn tuh lagi r penting...tgh2 aku concentrate wat model kit tuh..ajim bgn dr tido....rupe2nye org tesco call ckp nk dtg..hehehehe....

~SUPRISE^SUPRISE~

Huhu...our washing machine dh smpi..kikiki...aah semalam kitorg g bli washing machine kt tecso...bijak kn kitorng..its the last sem n we juz bought a washing machine...kikiki....but evry1 seems happy to get a new family member.."mr. washing machine"....

~Mr.Washy(nme manje die) mmg rajin..stat2 die dtg trus mule wat kje....his first job?hehehe..washing the towels...add a spoon full of washing powder, a small cup of softner and....~wallla~our towels r soft n clean not to mention fresh..all thax to mr. washy..we love u!!kikiki....

~ok2 back to my model kit development...hehehe...dh pas sme sibuk2 nk test mesin basuh tu h aku pon smbung balik wat model kit tuh dgn penuh feeling...baru aku pahm feeling keroro mse die tgh wat gunpla die..ekekekek...sronok xtrkate...mcm model tuh tgh bercakap2 ngn aku plak..hahaha.....n finally....hasilnye..jeng..jeng...jeng.....

~Keroro ngn hovercraft die~

~Keroro Robo MK-II~

~Action~

~Henshin~

~Nmpk cam dh siap..tp sebenrnye model kit ni xsiap lg...it still don't have a soul...i have to paint it first...lain kali r aku paint..marker pon aku xbawak....nti klo dh siap paint bru r nmpk hidup n real skit..huhu....tp Overall sme aku puas ati r...n hehehe...esok pon xde class gak...so...muahahhaha..tungu r cite esok plak...