Saturday, September 25, 2004

Early morning double whammies....

I can't believe I'm gonna post something depressing after a happy post.....argh.

Referring to the previous post, my hostel block is waterless. In laymans terms, I haven't got the chance to do any serious cleaning since the Grease night.

Imagine me today waking up. Usually when I'm still in bed, I always strain my ears to listen to any showering sounds (my room is next door to the bathroom). Y'know what I heard? NOTHING. Aw crap. I asked my dude who was coming into the room, "is there any water?" Well, you know the rest.

Great. So I pullled out my phone and text'd about whining about not having any water for 2 f'king days straight. I hit send and waited... And I got rejected. Huh? Curious, I text'd for my credit balance. Y'know what it said? I got RM0.03 worth of credit. Aw fuck!!

Like any champions, I always start the day with some good ol'fashioned cussing and cursing and swearing and all those shit. Talk about a double whammy in just one morning!

I'm really depressed because I had two whole days of fun, killed off by just two different items in the span of just minutes. I continued cursing back into bed. But I was too depressed to do anything. So I just moped.

1. I can't believe the hostel block is without water for 2 days straight. Who the hell is responsible for this shit?! I'd like to give a piece of my mind over this matter. Or rather, a piece of my fist.

Yes, I could just go and shower at the neighboring block, but I am a creature of habit. I don't just waltz to the adjacent block and just pop in for a quickie shower. I shower thoroughly, with the related shower items. I don't like to just go in and douse myself for a few minutes. I'd rather not shower at all than shower halfway thru.

Yes, please commence with the "eww, you're smelly" joke. I don't care. Thankfully I don't have any socializing to do (well, except coming to this cybercafe and typing this blog. But I do have a good perfume. So sue me). Maybe I'll collapse to the pressure and maybe I'll have to go to the adjecent block to have a shower. I really do need the cleansing. But if i will go the the other block later today, that means that my block will be without water for another fucking day! Ghaarggh!! Fuck the management!

2. I really can't belive I lost a whole load of call credits. The question is: who stole it? Basically, my phone's become a public property. People ask my phone to call or to message someone. I'm a nice guy, so I just give them. These people basically don't have phone credits of their own, so they ask for mine. In my case, I always keep my phone credit stocked. I'd rather not have a creditless phone. But then I become their phone booth. If they want to call/msg, they just reach for it and ask my premission to call. I usually say yes, and they just phone away.

This time, the perpetrator just picked my phone and just wated my credit without my knowledge. Fuck bollocks! Now I can't even call out, heck, not even a message out. I wanted to point my finger to any of them, but I'm too nice of a guy. I just bite my lips. But this is too much to bite my lips. This time, I'm enforcing that no one shall ever use my phone ever again. I can't risk it again. I am quick to get phobias. Especially when that thing is important.

But then again, I risk being a selfish person. Not a nice guy anymore. But fuck all of them. Will they remember me as a nice guy, willing to help? Hell no, I bet they'll just remember me as someone who they can freeload easily without fuss.

Nice guys have feelings too. And I'm dissapointed right now.

Because I guess I acted like a really helpful robot, they think I don't have feelings. Even more as I am a good listener.

I am a fairly good listener. People can talk their problems to me, and I will listen faithfully. I'm not good at giving out advice, but I can listen to their problems and try to take off some of their emotional load.

But a listener also has a mouth, and he too wants to talk about his problems. He also needs someone to listen to him, to take off some of his load. But the same person who talked their problems to the listener is unwilling to listen to the listener. The implied idea was that they have their own problems and it might be bigger that the listener's problems. Newsflash: The listener's problems ain't that big compared to theirs. It's not the problem that matters. What matters is that someone is willing to listen to the listener's problems. The listener actually appreciates someone listening to them, but who will he appreciate if nobody listens to him talking?


HOLY SHIT...I'VE DEVIATED FROM THE TOPIC AT HAND. But hey, this is my blog, and I wanted to talk whatever I want.

Meh. TTYL.

GREASE is the word (part deux)

(Sigh, can't believe I didn't have enough time to blog yesterday. So today, I spent the first just two hours browsing and surfing. After that, I closed all the unncessary tabs (go FireFox!) and here I am now, undivided! Let's get blogging!)

Wokeh, we return to the story...


So there we were, at the open stage, without any chairs in sight. We were supposed to be on stage at 9pm, and the props people are going haywire. I had to help them blow up balloons, which is a sad sight as I ran out of breath after each puff, compunded by a really pathetic phobias of exploding balloons. Pathetic, innit?


Oh, the maintainance people are a bunch of pricks. No street lights. The only light source was from the stage. The rest of the yard was black. The whole class was pissed at the maintainence crew for the lack of professionalism, but we couldn't stop and talk about it. Time's counting down!

The backstage was bustling with activity. The props people are busy putting the stuff on stage and the cast were given touch-ups. One dude looked like his face was drained of blood. As for me, the usual thing my body would do is sweat. Holy, I was sweating like crazy. The makeup people told me to just dab the towel on my face instead of wiping it, or I would risk ruining the makeup. Ah hell. I looked around, and took the chance to just sit and cool down.

Then, it's showtime!

The whole show was a blur to me (hell yeah. What, you want me to narrate each scenes? I'll upload the program book later for you all to see). When I had to change into something else, I weant backstage and just opened my shirt there. Needless to say, some of the crew had the (mis)fortune to see my body. Whatever. Everybody was tense! All they want was the show to be successful.

Soon, we were at the end of the show. Everybody was glad. Then the final curtain comes down. All the cast and crew went up on the stage to the cheers of the crowd. Euphoria.

The rest of the night was a blur, as if I was taking in booze. If you count the euphoria of a successful show as alcohol, then I was in a drunken stupor. In other words, I'm too malas to dictate anything else.

The next day was an okay affair, but was watered down by the lack of water in the block. Damn. The highlight of this day was that the boys went to the Pengkalan Balak, near Tanjung Bidara and we went for dip. Fun day.

Personally, I think the staging was a huge success. The class really had their hearts into this. Well, also because this staging is 30% of the final marks in TLD092 Languange and Drama class. But whatever it is, the class had a fun time doing it. The smiles all around after the show was worth the 30%.

Of course lah, during the production time, from the conception of the idea of GREASE to the the final rehearsal, there were full of bickering and howling. I for one, try to avoid these bickering. I'd rather stay at the sidelines just watching or rather doing my real job in the working committee. Some lecturers brand my class as misfits and rebels. I tried to brush it off, saying it was biased. But when I saw the bickerings and other unprofessionalism stuff the 'mates are doing, I guess those lecturers are speaking the truth. I turned a blind eye because this is my class they're talking about. Don't diss my class. We're misfits, rejects; but we are the best.

Nevermind lah. Ah, I've uploaded three photos: two were from the after show party and one is a sunset off the Pengkalan Balak beach. Point your browser to http://photos.yahoo.com/dickmulder1.

Umm...I guess that's all the updates I've got about GREASE. In the end, I really love the show and the kids were really dedicated in doing their roles. Screencaps from the video will come soon.

Ja ne. My butt's already sleeping.

Friday, September 24, 2004

GREASE is the word!

This is (hopefully) a huge update in a loong time...

Yesterday, 23rd September 2004, was our class' presentation of GREASE. Dammit it it was fun!

The day started with the boys trying to finish the prop cars that we started yesterday night. Of course, being boys, we're doing the prop cars last minute. But we struggled thru the day and managed to finish it by 3pm-ish. Then we went up to our rooms and just chilled for a bit.

Then by 5.30pm, we had to go and get make-up. Yes...make-up. We got our hair done by a senior nicknamed 'Pogah' which means 'Pondan Gagah'. Yes, you can laugh.

By 8pm, we went to the stage. It was an open stage. The maintenance crew of the campus should've arranged the chairs and tents already. But when we got there, the chairs are nowhere to be found, only lots of tables. And the streetlamps are not even switched on! Shit!

(Aw dang...time's run out. I'll continue later can ah?)

Sunday, September 19, 2004

A 'lucky' day?

Meh..i think today I got a lucky star behind me or something.

My Alor Star dude called me in the morning, saying that he's going to KL.

A few minutes later my Kangar dude calls me.

If my Michigan dude called me, I'd rather drop dead and die happy.

But I didn't die. But I'm happy. I could call today 'a happy day', or something. Something not corny kot.

Sorry for the lack of updates. Busy maa!

Ja ne. And sorry for these one-line updates. Malas.

Monday, September 06, 2004

Still blanko...this is pathetic

Another day passed without any other blog ideas showing themselves up. My blog is getting lamer and lamer, which is kinda a good thing.

Too much distractions around today. I can't even get a decent PC time for myself. I also really need to reply to that email from that precious person. Really, too much on my mind to get blogging.

I like being busy, but if it clashes with my PC time, I kinda get angry. PC time for me is a personal time. A time where I could compose my thoughts into a linear equation and solve it easily. I treat every email personally, utlizing my mind to compose the thoughts. I also spend this time surfing my favorite sites, like megatokyo and such.

Being busy is something else. Being busy means doing work and there is a possiblity that it'll get multitasking. Most of the time, being busy means me helping out my peers. I cannot devulge in personal stuff as destroys my focus.

For example, right now as type this entry. Beside me is my classmate, Nani Syafrina. A really cute girl, and she's also playing as Sandy in Grease. Usually I'm okay by all this. But right now she's writing an essay and occasionally asks my help to correct her mistakes. This is a perfect example of busy time clashing with personal time. I can't even focus to write this blog, and I don't want to be rude to Nani by not helping her. To add insult to injury, my metabolism's going under, and I'm sleepy to boot.

Of course there are solutions. I could just tell Nani not to bother me, but then it would be rude. I absolutely hate rudeness. Another solution is to stop writing this blog, and find another time to write another, better blog. I'll guess I'll do that now.

Sunday, September 05, 2004

Back to the real Blogging

Back to the real blogging for me. I posted something before using mail-to-blog feature Blogger have, and it turned out bad. Meh.

Gawd, I never realised blogging could be so addictive, just like drugs or sex :P. Yesterday I didn't have the chance to go near a PC, and there was a lot to blog about, IMO. Actually, yesterday was really uneventful, but I was full of thoughts and my fingers are itchin' to blog it.

Er.. you got it wrong there, sir. Yesterday was eventful, being that there was Grease rehearsal in the morning.

Grease? yes, Grease. Grease is the word we're talking about! My class is going to do a staging of Grease on the 23rd of September. We've been busy doing rehearsals all along. Where do I fit in? I play the jock, Tom. And also a backup dancer on the "Greased Lightning" and "We Go Together" songs. Yes, there will be songs and dancing. If there's a picture,I'll put it up.

Speaking of pictures, click to http://photos.yahoo.com/dickmulder1 for my photo album. I promised to put up pics if available, and now it's available.

The first two pics had been taken during my best buddy's graduation ceremony way back on the 25th of July. The subseqent pics are of me taken by my roomie. I was, in fact, trying to write a blog on paper during the time the picture was taken. But I won't put the blog up here. Too personal. :P. The pics were taken only recently last week.

Enough of past tense. How about the present tense? Well, the best thing that happened to me today was getting an email from a precious person. She promised me that email for a long time. She couldn't write it then, because of studies and a dead phone line. But now i have recieved her email, a whopping 15kb of it. Quite long, and I enjoyed every word. I really wanted to reply to it right now, but.... I'm hungry. Can't focus to write the reply, let alone focus writing this blog. Whoops.

Uh, I guess that's it for today. Haha.. yesterday, I have a lot of stuff waiting for the chance for me to blog it. But right now as I sit in front of the PC, thinking of topics to blog, nothing comes to mind. How ironic. Does this means the start of the end of this site?

Hungry maa. Ja ne.

A test post using email blog

This is a test post using the blogger's
mail-to-blogger thingie. Lesse how it works. If it
works well, Well-- it's well lah. :P

I wanna see the formatting if i use this feature. I'm
still testing the waters.

Will put up a good update in a moment. Jya for now.


[editus rex latte]
Uh, I don't think I'll be using the mail-to-blog anytime soon. My formatting's gone whack. I think it's because I use plain text email kot. Plus the fact that there's the email advert at the end of the post. So I'll guess I'll stick to the traditional way. That's me, the conservative.

Friday, September 03, 2004

Blogging withdrawal...or something like that

I'm only an hour into this blogging scene, and I'm already itching for another post! Crazy shit I tell you. But I bet by the next few posts, I'll get lazy and just not posting anymore, most likely abandon this site, leaving it to collect dust. I've done this before. But just hope that this project is continuous.

I have to lay out some more ground rules for my blog. It only applies for me. I have to remember to put any links that i find in the blog. If I have pictures, I'll try to include it.

Uh, what about those "questionable" sites that you go? For, that, I only have one word: No. I will never ever put those questionable sites up here. Remember, this is public domain now (a pitfall of having a blog). I still want to keep the privates private.

Blogging, for me, is about putting my thoughts online. People will read it, no doubt. People will comment on it, god forbid. It's a personal soapbox for you. I could say some of my thoughts are..(here's the word again), "questionable". Meaning it might not go well with the public. Meh, whoop-de-doo. Who cares.

I still haven't promoted this site to my dudes yet. Contemplating....

In other news, My Michigan dude flies back to Michigan today. I try to put up a brave face, but i have to say that I regret not spending enough time with him. But hey, the dude's in his final year already. By next year, I can borrow his GameCube, whether he likes it or not :p. Well, here's to you, Adlee Hishamuddin, godspeed, and lose some weight!

I've gotta stop writing for now. Save the blog ideas for later entries. If I put it up all of them now, then I'll be dry like a desert. Take time to brew the ideas. Heck, I'll make that into another blog rule.

Ja ne. Again. Friday prayers...

My first blog

Uh..Hello world?

Well, welcome to my first blog thingie. I decided it was high time I should make a blog, and on 3rd September 2004, 11.50am, I've created this. "Grasshopper Dreams", at....uh? Shit, I forgot my own address?! [editus rex: It's http://syaoranblues.blogspot.com you dope.]

So much for that welcoming post. Not even a hundred words, I said a profanity. I apologise for this and in the future times if you are appalled by swearwords. I'm sorry, I curse a lot, and i don't intend to change it. Not for anything in the world. You don't like it, just leave.

Objective? It was in my mid-to-long term plans that I'll set up a blog. But as long the M bug bites me, there's no chance in hell for a blog. But now? There was a sudden urge to create a blog. (Jeez, i wish this "urge" were present in my so-called studies...)

Probably it's because of sudden new insights about life that experienced. Apparently, I learned a lot about life these past few weeks (literally). And because of that, I felt that I had to put it in a blog, as a reminder to me.

I also like to email my friends (i call them dudes or members) just about anything that is happening with my life. unfortunately circumstances has ket me choose the blog route. What circumstances?

1. The M bug. Hehe, can't help it maa. Plus, typing the same content for 2 different people? C'mon!
2. My current internet access. I always access the internet from the campus library. even though it's quite fast, the connection's not always reliable and sometimes I can't even open my own inbox. That suXorz.
3. Still in the library. this time its the people itself. they hog the PCs all around. I usually don't got a chance to use it. And when I do, people are always making noise around (uh, hello people, this is a library? Where are your fucking manners?) And also, when I "accidently" look what they're surfing, what do i see? Fucking Friendster. I HATE FUCKING FRIENDSTER. What a load of crap. Waste of time and resources.
   

Uh... I guess that's it for now. I still haven't got the hang of the compose window. I can't get a grip on the font or the size. Probably I'll go the Notepad way. We'll see.

AND.... the blog above is not finished yet. I'll just post it for now, just to see the results. Plus, who the hell types a long intro blog?

Ja ne.