DI BAWAH PEMBINAAN.
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27 December 2009
25 December 2009
Batman vs Spiderman
Capture Spiderman and Batman. Throw them into an amphitheathre, make them fight for their lives, Gladiator style. Let's predict the winner.
Both fighters will be allowed to use their own weapons and gadget, along with weapons like swords and axes, but Batman will be without his Batmobile, and Spidey won't have tall structures such as a flagpole to cling to. They will fight on a level ground, sandy and dusty. Historically, sand was used to absorb the gladiators and the opponents (criminals, lions) blood.
Here comes the fight. Spidey with his agility and speed attacking a well armoured Batman. Batman is heavier, thus reducing his speed, but his punches and kicks are packed with power. Spiderman will dodge and evade the attacks and at the same time throwing in his kicks and punches. It will be no problem for Batman. His suit is built tough, like Ford Ranger.
But. Just for the fun of it, three lions are released from trapdoors in the ground. Those lions are starved and hungry for a kill. They will kill what is in front of them, and in front of them are a bat and a spider, enough to feed the three of them. What will the superheroes do? Both are intelligent enough. I doubt that they will kill the rampaging beasts. Spiderman will do the favour by shooting his durable webs at the lions, tying their feet as Batman watches them slump to the ground, eating dirt.
Now the battle continues. Batman needs to get the spider close to him, for he kicks ass in close combat. Spidey knows this and tries to keep his distance, as the fight starts to wear them out. Batman is throwing everything he has at Spidey but Spidey manages to escape. However he is unaware that the bat picks up a dagger and throwing it at full force.
It goes into Spiderman's left thigh, effectively eliminating Spiderman's agility. What will Spiderman do. The dagger is still in his thigh. Batman must think he can win this.
Spiderman, ko tu bijak pandai. Tunggula Batman datang dekat. Tembak web ko kat muka dia, close range, tak bley elak punya. Pastu ko belit la si Batman tu ngan web ko. Ambik pisau kat paha ko tu, tikam Batman secukup rasa. Ingat, one who lives, wins. hehehe
Both fighters will be allowed to use their own weapons and gadget, along with weapons like swords and axes, but Batman will be without his Batmobile, and Spidey won't have tall structures such as a flagpole to cling to. They will fight on a level ground, sandy and dusty. Historically, sand was used to absorb the gladiators and the opponents (criminals, lions) blood.
Here comes the fight. Spidey with his agility and speed attacking a well armoured Batman. Batman is heavier, thus reducing his speed, but his punches and kicks are packed with power. Spiderman will dodge and evade the attacks and at the same time throwing in his kicks and punches. It will be no problem for Batman. His suit is built tough, like Ford Ranger.
But. Just for the fun of it, three lions are released from trapdoors in the ground. Those lions are starved and hungry for a kill. They will kill what is in front of them, and in front of them are a bat and a spider, enough to feed the three of them. What will the superheroes do? Both are intelligent enough. I doubt that they will kill the rampaging beasts. Spiderman will do the favour by shooting his durable webs at the lions, tying their feet as Batman watches them slump to the ground, eating dirt.
Now the battle continues. Batman needs to get the spider close to him, for he kicks ass in close combat. Spidey knows this and tries to keep his distance, as the fight starts to wear them out. Batman is throwing everything he has at Spidey but Spidey manages to escape. However he is unaware that the bat picks up a dagger and throwing it at full force.
It goes into Spiderman's left thigh, effectively eliminating Spiderman's agility. What will Spiderman do. The dagger is still in his thigh. Batman must think he can win this.
Spiderman, ko tu bijak pandai. Tunggula Batman datang dekat. Tembak web ko kat muka dia, close range, tak bley elak punya. Pastu ko belit la si Batman tu ngan web ko. Ambik pisau kat paha ko tu, tikam Batman secukup rasa. Ingat, one who lives, wins. hehehe
Wondering.
If Malaysia is at war...
What will happen to her citizens. Will they unite and fight, or will they flee?
Our forefathers had been colonised by the British, enslaved by the Japanese, terrorised by the Communists, yet here we are, in relative peace, not pieces. Going forward, slowly but surely.
Will our armed forces be able to fight off the intruders? I am not doubting their ability, I am just wondering their capability.
Imagine this, fighter planes and bomber jets filling our sky, dropping heavy bombs, destroying cities. If KL is raided by enemy forces, tearing the capital apart, massacring the people, sparing no soul. W
here will the people go to? Neighbouring countries are not willing to aid. National borders are closed down to refugees.
The military won't panic, they will organise, they will devise the tactics to annihilate the enemies. Able men will lend their muscles, sacrificing their lives if they have to. At least that's what I thought.
But for now we are peacefully safe from such military threat. And we must keep it that way. Our nation is still young to fall again.
What will happen to her citizens. Will they unite and fight, or will they flee?
Our forefathers had been colonised by the British, enslaved by the Japanese, terrorised by the Communists, yet here we are, in relative peace, not pieces. Going forward, slowly but surely.
Will our armed forces be able to fight off the intruders? I am not doubting their ability, I am just wondering their capability.
Imagine this, fighter planes and bomber jets filling our sky, dropping heavy bombs, destroying cities. If KL is raided by enemy forces, tearing the capital apart, massacring the people, sparing no soul. W
here will the people go to? Neighbouring countries are not willing to aid. National borders are closed down to refugees.
The military won't panic, they will organise, they will devise the tactics to annihilate the enemies. Able men will lend their muscles, sacrificing their lives if they have to. At least that's what I thought.
But for now we are peacefully safe from such military threat. And we must keep it that way. Our nation is still young to fall again.
This is What We Call Crap.
There's a submarine, as big as the sunken Kursk, harbouring in my house's kitchen sink. a polar bear is wandering around in the freezer.
A vulture circling above, two royal guards patrolling my house.
Last night a Panzer was stranded nearby the mosque.
Apparently it was out of gas. Now where are all the elves that should be doing the house chores. Snow White should clean the bathroom so it will smell as fresh as the White House. Someone's feet stink like a public toilet on a Sunday. My hair's just centimetres away from beating Rapunzel.
I need a haircut, send for Edward Scissorhands, or Sweeney Todd, whoever available. It's a Friday and familiar enough it feels like being in Kedah.
They say it's gonna snow in the evening. Should i buy that? Well Schumi will now drive for Mercedes, if you get what I mean.
Playing futsal hurts my arms. Kicking the ball with my feet all the time and I feel the pain in my arms.
I'm waiting for a visit from Fernando Torres and her wife Olala (what a name). I will teach them how to play congkak. Hope he will beat Nemanja Vidic in that game (who saw red three times playing against The Reds).
Pisang takkan berbuah dua kali. The English translation for that sentence would be " Fulham would not win twice". But did they not??
I should go. I am going sunbathing in Honolulu, without a passport. How do I do that?
A vulture circling above, two royal guards patrolling my house.
Last night a Panzer was stranded nearby the mosque.
Apparently it was out of gas. Now where are all the elves that should be doing the house chores. Snow White should clean the bathroom so it will smell as fresh as the White House. Someone's feet stink like a public toilet on a Sunday. My hair's just centimetres away from beating Rapunzel.
I need a haircut, send for Edward Scissorhands, or Sweeney Todd, whoever available. It's a Friday and familiar enough it feels like being in Kedah.
They say it's gonna snow in the evening. Should i buy that? Well Schumi will now drive for Mercedes, if you get what I mean.
Playing futsal hurts my arms. Kicking the ball with my feet all the time and I feel the pain in my arms.
I'm waiting for a visit from Fernando Torres and her wife Olala (what a name). I will teach them how to play congkak. Hope he will beat Nemanja Vidic in that game (who saw red three times playing against The Reds).
Pisang takkan berbuah dua kali. The English translation for that sentence would be " Fulham would not win twice". But did they not??
I should go. I am going sunbathing in Honolulu, without a passport. How do I do that?
warming up..
sinner among priests
coward behind beasts
stoking belakang peti ais
hey it rhymes ok??? hahaha
that's all...muahahahaha
coward behind beasts
stoking belakang peti ais
hey it rhymes ok??? hahaha
that's all...muahahahaha
Merry Christmas
this page looks familiar...
it's been more than a month since i last posted something here..
well well..it's Christmas.
Malaysia is so full of festivals.
I am feeling a bit awkward right now, for i haven't been here typing whatever comes into my mind.
Kind of losing my flair..hahaha
i'll fix that...
Merry Christmas to those who celebrate..=)
it's been more than a month since i last posted something here..
well well..it's Christmas.
Malaysia is so full of festivals.
I am feeling a bit awkward right now, for i haven't been here typing whatever comes into my mind.
Kind of losing my flair..hahaha
i'll fix that...
Merry Christmas to those who celebrate..=)
08 November 2009
Let's Read An Essay. haha
I am 22 years old this year. It's already November, and 2010 is a stone throw away.
Where have I been all these years?
Well I was born in 1987, in Miri. It's the second largest city in Sarawak after the capital, Kuching.
The hospital where I was born was the same hospital where my mother worked. My two sisters were born there too. So there we were, a family of five living a modest life in a government quarters not too far from the hospital itself.
As far as I can remember the quarters that we lived in was on a small island called Pulau Melayu. There was a beach, and it was within walking distance from our where we lived.
We were there until I reached the age of five before we moved to Sibu. And in 1993 there was an addition to our family. My mother gave birth to my younger brother. He is now sixteen. I could still remember how cute he was back then. I even did the task of preparing the milk for him.
Education takes me places. I really lived by my family's side for only 12 years. When I was 13 I was sent to a school in Miri, but I found the school too uncomfortable, so I asked my parents to get me out of there. So I was back at home for a while before being sent away again, this time to a school in Kuching.
And there I was, 13 years old, and having to manage myself, surrounded by unfamiliar faces, getting homesick and wanting to go home. But soon I had learned to stand on my own, though not still, but I stood nevertheless! 5 years of my life was spent in Kuching, although I returned home 5 to 6 time a year.
When I finished school I worked at McDonald's for about 5 months. It was a great experience. I earned my own salary. I used the money to buy a mobile phone and also a Swatch.
Like I told you, education takes me places. In July 2005 I managed to land an offer to further my education. It was a great news for my parents and I, but for that, I had to go to Penang.
Off I went, young but not innocent, away from again. It was quite something, to be far away from home. I was homesick for the first couple of months, and after that I was okay, although occasionally I felt like I should be home, not in Penang, being around new faces, speaking a language I could not really speak at that time.
It has been about 4 years now since I first came to West Malaysia. I have about a year left to finish this course I am in. I am thinking of applying for a post in my hometown. I want to serve my people. Enough of spending my time in a land far from home.
Young, and not innocent.
Where have I been all these years?
Well I was born in 1987, in Miri. It's the second largest city in Sarawak after the capital, Kuching.
The hospital where I was born was the same hospital where my mother worked. My two sisters were born there too. So there we were, a family of five living a modest life in a government quarters not too far from the hospital itself.
As far as I can remember the quarters that we lived in was on a small island called Pulau Melayu. There was a beach, and it was within walking distance from our where we lived.
We were there until I reached the age of five before we moved to Sibu. And in 1993 there was an addition to our family. My mother gave birth to my younger brother. He is now sixteen. I could still remember how cute he was back then. I even did the task of preparing the milk for him.
Education takes me places. I really lived by my family's side for only 12 years. When I was 13 I was sent to a school in Miri, but I found the school too uncomfortable, so I asked my parents to get me out of there. So I was back at home for a while before being sent away again, this time to a school in Kuching.
And there I was, 13 years old, and having to manage myself, surrounded by unfamiliar faces, getting homesick and wanting to go home. But soon I had learned to stand on my own, though not still, but I stood nevertheless! 5 years of my life was spent in Kuching, although I returned home 5 to 6 time a year.
When I finished school I worked at McDonald's for about 5 months. It was a great experience. I earned my own salary. I used the money to buy a mobile phone and also a Swatch.
Like I told you, education takes me places. In July 2005 I managed to land an offer to further my education. It was a great news for my parents and I, but for that, I had to go to Penang.
Off I went, young but not innocent, away from again. It was quite something, to be far away from home. I was homesick for the first couple of months, and after that I was okay, although occasionally I felt like I should be home, not in Penang, being around new faces, speaking a language I could not really speak at that time.
It has been about 4 years now since I first came to West Malaysia. I have about a year left to finish this course I am in. I am thinking of applying for a post in my hometown. I want to serve my people. Enough of spending my time in a land far from home.
Young, and not innocent.
01 November 2009
Emperor
Once upon a time there was an Emperor. He owned a great empire that could match the Romans, and his influence and power spreading across the continents. His enemies feared and envied him, for he took down a city with ease. He was a conqueror.
But his great empire did not last long. One by one, the nation he owned struggled for freedom, but only to fall into the hands of his enemies.
And the Emperor was left licking his wounds. He was undone by a force that had overcame him.
But his great empire did not last long. One by one, the nation he owned struggled for freedom, but only to fall into the hands of his enemies.
And the Emperor was left licking his wounds. He was undone by a force that had overcame him.
28 October 2009
The Devil's Catched a Cold
I'm still left wondering how on Earth did a team that "they" mock as LiverFool ( couldn't pick a better one) manage to sneak two goals past the current champions, the team which is properly named, the unmistakably MANCHESTER UNITED? You see, as a Liverpool fan, I've got my share of sticks from "THE FANS", mocking and teasing me for supporting the team I love. My policy is to keep quiet and let them talk all they want, because they are not the ones who play week in week out. So last Sunday night was my big sweet revenge, because then they kept quiet and it was my turn to wear a grin on my face whenever I walked past one of them. Sweet. I guess "The Devil" is catching a cold by now. Poor Devil. Hands up to anyone who wants to make them sweat again. haha
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