Avatar plagiarised Avtaar?

This is ridiculously funny.

http://www.fakingnews.com/2010/01/rajesh-khanna-breaks-his-silence-accuses-james-cameron-of-plagiarism/

I don't know how the comparisons of scenes can be made that way, but I sure hell give them credits for being so observant.

I think I also can give a few examples of English and Chinese movies that have the similar scenes!
Maybe I should alert them too, to go file a court case against James Cameroon.

HOWEVER, it's hell of a way to get on the news: ride on someone's wagon.

(I'm already helping to promote by blogging about this, no?)

self-layan pre-2010

eherm. cough. clear throat.

for the sake of having the last post of 2009 up, i'm gonna ramble for no particular reason.

i thought i was the only person who rarely blogs anymore.
But when i see the blog links of my friends, I felt like i fit in the group again...

BECAUSE almost everyone has not been blogging for months and a year!

*self layan is still layan*

And i'm bored shitless in the office, and that's probably what's happening to other companies as well when all are suddenly clearing the leave.

*what should i layan now?*

oh, and i feel old.. so OLD that i tak layan christmas anymore.
Probably won't layan new year too.
I mean i have celebrated it 23 times.
What is different?

Btw, santa. I even forgot to wish for a gift.
Can i do it post-xmas? Like now?

I want a Blackberry.

Thank you.

RIP John Tan, with love.

I have no idea what to blog for quite some time.
Nothing amuses me anymore, life is not mundane, but nothing was out of the box.

Monday morning I received a call from someone I least expected to pass me a news that I wouldn't have expected to be so soon.

He has news about John Tan.

The guy who keep me entertained from pm till am over the phone.
The guy who taught me some computer technical terms.
The guy who taught me to listen to some songs.
The guy who told me what was it like to love someone, truly.
The guy who told me the love he has for his family and friends.
The guy who listened to my problems and advises.
The guy who listened to me nag on about my life without prejudice.
The guy who would skip sleeping to listen to me talk.
The guy who I can share secrets with no doubt.
The guy who was my first close male friend.
The guy who became my first puppy love.
The guy who became my first boyfriend.
The guy who let me feel the innocent love of childhood.
The guy who told me I'm special for who I am.
The guy who's understanding and told me I'm the same too.
The guy who made me feel sad and worry for him.
The guy who actually convinced me on LDR.
The guy who disappear on me without notice.
The guy who can make me forget my anger of him when he's back.
The guy who made me wonder of his whereabouts from time to time.
The guy who can live in anonymity without hesitation.
The guy who has great talents but kept low profile.
The guy who many people loved.

Yes, there's finally news about him after last seeing him 4 years ago.

After 4 long years, I met him again.
At his funeral.
He still looks the same.
And I heard he was still himself until his last day.
Low profile, anonymous and full of love (without showing it).
It took half a day for that news to sink in.
That he's no longer around.
That I can finally stop thinking about ways to keep in touch with him.

RIP John, and you'll always be loved by all of us.

Toy Boy? Schweett..

That guy has balls to go on a leashed parade.

But the 'Pretty Woman' song makes my hair stand. I don't know why.
LOL.





If that's what Miss World Malaysia 2009 is about, kudos!

wrong timing

I was chatting with a friend about our history on relationships.

Then I replied, "I'm always on wrong timing" for some question he asked.
I then realised, it's either wrong timing or I'm so stubborn, I like doing things the opposite way.
I just like rebelling.
Or Chinese called it 'fan jin'.

When there's someone who likes me, I don't.
In some cases, I like them after they stopped liking me.

OR, I will like someone and he doesn't like me.
Just when I got over him, he'll give hints that he likes me now.

But it's all fruitless ordeals because of the wrong timing.
So am I 'fan jin' or I'm just cursed with stepping on the stone at the wrong time?

I'm confused now.
So, I guess if it wasn't because of the wrong timing, I wouldn't have ended up with the wrong guys?
Bad assumption.

Still confused.

Scarry moment

I suddenly realised I have so many scars on me at the moment.

Probably have been collecting them for a while, because they go back to months ago when I was tracing back when I got each of it.

I have this surgery scar on my stomach and it's turning redder now. I still remember wishing it would be skin-coloured scar so that it's not so obvious. I think it's the alcohol making it red.

Then there's this scar on my knee when I fell on the way down from hiking Broga. It's now dark brown in colour, the size of 20cents. My tendency to scratch the scab previously has probably left me a very visible scar.

Related to the scar on my knee, is my sprained left ankle. If I move it at this certain angle or fling my leg around, then it will hurt. I'm quite sure this injury will come back to haunt me at old age.

The scab on mt left index finger has just came off yesterday. I accidentally stapled it almost 2 weeks ago.

On my left arm, there's this scar, also scab came off last few days. I scratched myself when I was bathing just because I was rubbing 'daki' out. (Don't laugh!)

Then my face has red-brown pimple scars all over. Few weeks ago, they started emerging as much as I had prayed for more money. I feel like a teen again, when the puberty hits.

And then I fell in the toilet almost 2 weeks ago when my dog was chasing me around. I landed on my butt with a thud! Couldn't remember much though, most probably because I'm a bit high on alcohol. Now it's dark purple and the bruise is bigger than a 50cents.

I am scarred!!!

If I'm ever suspected dead but unidentifiable, do look for all the scars above. I don't think any other girls will have as much scars as me. Thanks.

Trashes in Archive

Just when you thought my blog is dead, I'm back again :)

And while I left blogger opened on my Explorer for half a day, I found something to share.
These are some of the weird/sick/funny/sad/touching emails that I found in my email archive.

YEAR 2010

Don't know if this is just a sick coincidence but....

2007 - Chinese year of the Chicken - Bird Flu Pandemic devastates parts of Asia

2008 - Chinese year of the Horse - Equine Influenza decimates Australian racing

2009 - Chinese year of the Pig - Swine Flu Pandemic kills hundreds of pigs around the globe.

Has any one else noticed this???!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It gets worse........

next year......
2010 - Chinese year of the Cock - what could possibly go wrong? (I wonder too!)








Irena Sendler





This is for everyone who is not recognized for the good deeds they do.
And this is true!
The prize doesn't always go to the most deserving; it goes to those who want to push the agenda.



In May 2008, a 98 year-old Polish lady named Irena Sendler died.

During WWII, she got permission to work in the Warsaw Ghetto, as a Plumbing/Sewer specialist but she had an ulterior motive. She KNEW of the Nazi's plans for the Jews. Irena smuggled infants out in the bottom of the tool box she carried and, in the back of her truck, she had a burlap sack for the larger children. She had a dog in the back of the truck that she trained to bark when the Nazi soldiers let her in and out of the ghetto. The soldiers wanted nothing to do with the dog and the barking covered the noise of the children. She managed to smuggle out and save 2,500 children before she was caught; the Nazis broke both her legs and her arms and beat her severely.

Irena kept a record of the names of all the children that she smuggled out which she kept in a glass jar buried under a tree in her back yard. After the War, she tried to locate any parents that had survived and reunited the families. Most, of course, had been gassed but she helped those children to be placed into foster family homes or adopted.

In 2007, Irena was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize but was not selected. Al Gore won - for a slide show on Global Warming!
LET'S SEND THIS ONE AROUND THE WORLD - GOD BLESS HER and may she rest in Peace.

DUMB STORY

Interviewer: "What is your birth date?"
Dumb : "13th October."
Interviewer : "Which year?"
Dumb: "Every year."


The Manager asked Dumb at an interview... .
"Can you spell a word that has more than 100 letters in it?"
Dumb replied: "P-O-S-T-B-O- X."

A tourist from U.S.A. asked Dumb whether any great man was born in his village...
Dumb said, "No sir, only babies were born here."

Dumb was doing an experiment with a cockroach.
First he cut off one leg and told it to "WALK! WALK!"
The cockroach walked. Then he cut off its second leg and told the same. The cockroach walked.
Then he cut off the third leg and did the same.
Finally, he cut off its fourth leg and ordered it walk! But the cockroach didn't walk.
Suddenly, Dumb said loudly, "I found it. If we cut a cockroach's four legs, it becomes deaf."


Dumb went into a hotel. To wash his hands, he went to the washbasin.
Then when he had finished, he started washing the basin.
Seeing this, the manager asked what was he doing.
Dumb pointed towards the signboard "* WASH BASIN * "


Interviewer : "Just imagine you're in the 20th floor of a building and it's on fire. How will you escape?"
Dumb: "It's simple.. I will just stop my imagination. "


At a political rally, Dumb was arrested.
Why??? Because a lady journalist with a badge which read "*PRESS*" pinned on the right part of her blouse walked past him... and he did it!


*Name has been changed to Dumb to avoid any misunderstanding*

Blogging with caution is one hell of a headache, as we all know, the funniest forwarded email you get is always not politically/racially correct.

Pringles says 'Click Me'

This is a really cool website banner by Pringles.

http://awardshome.com/cannes2009/pringles/can-hands.html

Keeps people hooked on to it.

And won Gold Lion in Cannes.

Enough said.

Warning: Make sure you really have ample of time, and is bored shitless if you want to click on it. Because you'll can't stop clicking.

Cheers.

Twilighters

Hey twilight fans!

I love the Twilight movie more than alot of people. So much, that I bought and read all the 3 sequels in two weeks time.

Edward Cullen is cute... very hypnotising to be exact. And is probably the sweetest, most loving vampire around (if vampires do exist).

But I'm not that hardcore of a fan yet. Not till I'll tattoo words/phrases/images of Twilight onto any parts of my body. Not even on my fingernails, no thanks.

You guys who imprinted Twilight onto your skin permanently really showed me the extend of a 'hardcore fan'. I surrender, and bow in respect.

My favourite phrases:

"If I could dream at all, it would be about you."

"There are no rules that can bind you when you find your other half."

Sweet!

To those who chose a nice design, good for you.

To those who chose a not-so-nice design by an inexperienced artist, chillex. Be grateful that laser tattoo removal now exists.

End note: Thanks to Lainey who posted up about this on Facebook.

Images from Geekologie.com

Roller coaster to hell

A dear friend once told me:
"Life is like a roller coaster. It will go down and come up again."



I remember being so pessimistic, replying:
"You forgot the gravititional force, it comes down faster and lower than it will go up."



Which is true, if you put physics in the theory.

The roller coaster I'm on seems to be on its way down to hell, because I don't see the bend that curves up. I'm emotionally and physically harrased.

First there's the surgery to go through.

Then more injuries along the way. Got smacked by basketball, sprained an ankle, scabs and scratches all over, paper cuts...

Then emotionally, you tend to dedicate your heart to the wrong person and another person dedicate feelings that I do not intend to want.

I am drained from work and have thought about going back to studies more often nowadays. Things used to be more busy previously but recently, I just can't take it anymore. To make things worse, I'm agitated at every single thing in work.

I wanted to quit smoking but failed. It's probably a psychological thing, it gives me the comfort and takes my mind off things.

At least I lost my fondness on alcohol !

the RARE exception

People are always making assumptions by generalising things.
Do they ever realised that most things will not happen 101% as how it usually happens?
Or, do they NOT realise that some rare people have very different characters that do not comply with the norm?
That they could be the rare exception?

It's like how most people will say 'I'm sure she's with him because of his money' if they saw this really young pretty lady with an old balding man.

And how people will think, 'He must be driving his dad's car' if they saw a boy driving a Ferrari.

I'm not gonna be pretentious by saying that I don't do that.
In fact, I do it very often.

However, when it comes to feelings, I never practice it.
Feelings are so subjective and the way that each human respond to it varies.
The marginal error is probably 90%.
That's a big continuum for possibility of error.
You think?

Even if 9 out of 10 friends tell me the same thing, regarding feelings...
I never believed them.
Until I get sucked into it.
I then made my point and proved all 9 were wrong.
But do I wish they're right.

Sadly, the reality does not bend over its back for your own liking.
Nor does it treat you any better than what we call 'cruelty'.



End note: I'm very sure someone will come and comment that I'm a drama. :)

Important story to tell.

Random recents in short sarcastic sentences:

Worked till for 7.30am this morning for 21 effing hours straight.
Got back, looked in the mirror to find a haggard disastrous looking person staring back.
Went to the fridge, grabbed a chilled mask, plaster it on the face, shut all curtain and windows, on the aircon and slept.
Woke up 2 hours later to find the mask had dried off all its moisturising essence and realised it's time to go office again.
Menggila in the office for another 5 hours.
Headed straight to Starbucks to chill 'cos no one is free to dine with me.
Typed this gila-fying pointless entry.

Let me tell you a story about the sun.
I went back home from work this morning with the sun rising.
On the same day, I went back home from work for the second time with the sun setting.

Now, let me tell you what I saw while I'm typing this:
- Two half naked fat boy just walked past me, their bellies jiggling like Jell-O.
- This guy next to my table was staring at this other girl from another table, exchanged glances and the girl giggled.
- oH, the two jell-O bellies boys walked past again.
- This dude stepped on my laptop charger while walking past me. *stare cock at him*


To end this post, I just want to let you people know that what kinds of rubbish things I say/type/do when I'm high on caffeine and not having enough sleep.

Point proven, no?

layan-ing bored people.

You know how to layan bored people on MSN?

Like that:


-sammy- says:
hor
-sammy- says:
yan
HorYan says:
y
HorYan says:
e
HorYan says:
s
HorYan says:
?
-sammy- says:
why
-sammy- says:
you
-sammy- says:
so
-sammy- says:
mou
-sammy- says:
liu?
HorYan says:
eh
HorYan says:
why
HorYan says:
do
HorYan says:
you
HorYan says:
entertain
HorYan says:
me?
-sammy- says:
because
-sammy- says:
you
-sammy- says:
should
-sammy- says:
ask
-sammy- says:
jamie
-sammy- says:
where's
-sammy- says:
your
-sammy- says:
photo
-sammy- says:
&
-sammy- says:
you
-sammy- says:
also
-sammy- says:
entertain
-sammy- says:
me
-sammy- says:
wat
HorYan says:
becuz
HorYan says:
i
HorYan says:
am
HorYan says:
bored
HorYan says:
like
HorYan says:
that
HorYan says:
how?
-sammy- says:
then
-sammy- says:
i
-sammy- says:
speechless
-sammy- says:
lo
HorYan says:
wat
HorYan says:
the
HorYan says:
effffffffffff


And we typed in this format the entire time.

I love layaning bored people.
It's equivalent to fun.

Inhuman.

Is back to working life but could never let go of the life she had during that one month of stoning.

So what happened when you tried to combine two lifestyle into one?
A slacker life.
A workaholic life.

It becomes an inhumane way of living.

I sleep at the slacker time and wakes up with workaholic time.

I go out and about having outdoor activities that I've not done for a long time.
But also spends a frigging long time in the office walking about like going marathon.

I eat yogurt in the morning and drinks coffee at night.

I treated everynight like a Friday night.

I played basketball 3 times a week and goes hiking without having to nap.

I injured myself and still go limping around, resisting to rest at home.

I think I'm turning inhumane, having endless supply of energy.

I prefer to have the power to teleport, thank you.

that was it.

and it was really just 'that'.

At first it feels like a complicated thing.
To risk it or not to risk it.
Anyone having too much fun wouldn't risk it.
I think I just did.
I always do.

*smack self*

Why can't I for once be an idiot that leech on false hopes and take the dead end road that was laid with beautiful sceneries along the way?

Because an idiot always get the happiness all the way, and end up an idiot only at the end.

The smart ass always tries to be smart in finding out the truth.

And yes, the world is always filled with cruel truth.

Only ignorance brings you away from it.

Agree?

Is sooo in love.

I liked saying 'I'm in love' because I find people love gossips too much to ignore it.

The first assumption: Does she have a boyfriend?

The second assumption: She has a crush on someone?


First reaction: Who Who?

Second reaction: Finally, someone!

ZzzzZzzzz....

I love this little drama too much to ignore it.
I love seeing people getting all so excited.
When the fact is....

I'm not in love with someone. Although I wish I could.

I'm in love with a song, crooning to it.

It's 21 Guns by Green Day.

You got your answer now.
So, stop congratulating me :)

Still and stoned.

Wake up in the morning.
Speedy gonzales on the way to work.
On the pc, check emails, reply emails.
Then talk to internal people and client.

It never ever ends and every morning starts the same way.
It always starts with a crisis regardless big or small.
There was nothing different to start my day.
I need sweet and beautiful, not crisis-driven.

Maybe see a rainbow on the way to work.
Maybe a 'good morning' msg from people who missed me.
Maybe breakfast that was waiting on my table.
Maybe seeing everyone smiling away.

Just small little thing like that.
Is what I need to get the morning blues away.
Today I ended up feeling stoned at 7pm.
My mind just stopped ticking right there.

Can't think of what to do, where to go.
Who to see or how i looked.
Drove aimlessly, find a place to chill and stoned.
Really really still, and staring at the space.

I was just waiting for a miracle to happen.
For signs of good news.

Dental nightmare.

I am going to tell stories about my dream again.
I don't know why, but my nightmares are so vivid these days.
No snake this time.

You might have guessed it properly.
My teeth are falling out!!!
I lost 2 teeth, somewhere on the front, and was so obvious.

Then I saw my dog's jaw has blood dripping.
He lost 2 teeth too and blood is oozing out.

Yeap, then it got scary.
Hahaha...
I don't know how...but me and my dog lost 2 teeth each.
I was thinking alien abduction.

That's all the crap for today :)

Yesterday was too good and alot of fun.
Urbanscapes & Barsonic:

Artsy fartsy people.
Performances.
Fedora.
Redbull vodka.
Music.
Whacky people.
Dance.
Da da da da da da dat.. woop woop~

Father's Day

A creative ad by Durex.

Not that I love this more than my dad..

By putting this up and not wishing him Happy Father's Day.

But this sure cheered me for that few minutes.

Today's morning special.

At 9.30am,

Hitz.FM morning crew said that they hate Mondays. So they are bringing back Friday night.

Then they played songs like 'Love is Gone' and 'Right Round'.

I was bouncing in the car, reminiscing my last Friday night until they decided to end their gimmick.

Their 'boss' called and asked them why are they playing these songs.

They replied,
"We hate Monday so today is Friday"

The 'boss' asked,
"So should I let you all off from work now and come back to work 3 days later since it's Friday now?"

They answered,
"Yes, if you don't mind. Haha!"

The 'boss' demanded,
"Please get back to normal Monday"

Then I went back to sulking to celebrate Monday Blues.