During my trip to Vietnam, I visited the War Remnants Museum. As the name implies, it details the passage of the Vietnam War. Near the exit, there is a photo gallery dedicated to soldiers and victims of the war. Near the exit of the gallery is a guestbook where visitors can leave their comments and a signature.

Naturally, many of the visitors, after viewing the horrifying exhibits of weapons, bombs, mutilated corpses of war, have a lot to say about war-mongers and all their anti-war sentiments. Lengthy passages from foreign visitors are abundant in that thick guestbook. Malaysians, however, found a better way of saying things.

Guess that pretty much sums it all up, eh?

Must. Blog. This.

Kevin is currently recording his next single featuring this song. When I first heard him play this song live the first time, I thought, damn, this song is awesome! But I was quite disappointed to find out that it never appeared in his first album, Midnight in St. Kilda. But with this version, and the single in the works I’m very much overjoyed.

It’s coming real soon, I can’t wait :D

I’ve come to an important realization. It’s almost like a pillar of light that had just burst through the clouds and shone this knowledge upon my being. I just realized that, during an argument between two people of opposite genders, the man will always hold himself back.

He would only shift his weight when he’s about to let go of a booming fart coming from the dinner that the woman cooked for him.

You know what I do when I don’t have anything good to write about? I look around and see if I can steal ideas from anyone. And you will see blog posts like this once in a while.

It’s that time of the year again. Though I’ve been out of the loop for quite some time, now that I’ve sunk my feet back inside the muddy field, I’m beginning to feel the vibe again. In a way, [a weird, sick and twisted one, if I may say so] I’m feeling excited, and scared at the same time. It’s a feeling I thought I’ve lost a long time ago, one that I haven’t felt for almost a whole year.

Despite all the weirdness and bullshitted-ness [if that's even a word] of it all, I believe the cosmos has yet to turn its back on me. In fact, just for the occasion, the almighty Hands have decided to lighten things up by misting out some humour into the air, as is evident in the minds of fellow students around me.

Good luck for the finals, everyone!

So I was rounding up the people who were going to have satay with me. One fella however, had a better idea…

Me: So you coming?

Yu Zong: wat time?

Me: 8pm
Me: gather at cyber around 7

Yu Zong: oo
Yu Zong: ByteblasterII

Me: ???

Yu Zong: [LPT1]

Me: wtf?

Yu Zong: shit
Yu Zong: wrong msg
Yu Zong: hahaha

Me: wrong window LOL.
Me: LOLOL XD

Yu Zong: sorrrry!!!
Yu Zong: so
Yu Zong: satay kajang?

Chatlogs are indeed fun to read.