Hard, semi-hard and soft?

If you're from my school, you would know this incident. If you're not, well, I guess you'll just have to read to find out. =D

(Warning: This post contains scenes of pure disgust. Viewers who just ate or who is about to eat is warned to think twice before reading on. kyle-sui.blogspot.com isn't responsible if any of its viewer should vomit onto his or her computer or laptop. Now, don't say I didn't warn ya.)

Now, I am sure you are all aware of the cases of poops lying around the science lab block? It's frickin smelly and it's frickin disturbing the students who were having their studies in the science lab. I mean, who would be desperate enough to shit in the science lab block? It's not like our school did not provide toilet to you, albeit a smelly and an unmaintained one. >_>

Then, there was this one day that me and my class went to the science lab to do our project. As soon as we step into the block, we could already smell the poop. Taking it as usual, we walked towards the stairs that lead to our destination which was located at the top floor of the science lab. And when we reached upstairs, guess what?

Yeah, you've guessed it (seen it, actually...), poops. Three poops, with the tissues still around and they looked fresh. What's more? They were all arranged accordingly; soft, semi-hard, and hard. Pretty generous of that student who pooped, eh?

The soft shit. Pretty watery and looked like chocolate fudge. This one was far most the smelliest one.
The semi-hard shit. Half watery, half hard. Doesn't smell as good as the previous one either.
Well, I tried to take a shot of the hard shit but... it was already cleaned away before I was able to take the picture. I only managed to get the picture of the stain. If you look closely, you can see some flies around.

Pretty disgusting, eh? Well, there was another similar case as well in class 3 Jaya. Poops littered everywhere of the class. There's even one time when the student who were responsible for this shitty situation wrote something on the wall.

"I will continue shit in this class. You cannot do anything about it," (or something like that... I don't know.)

That kid's got guts, I'll give him that. Truth to be told, I do know the kid's identity but right or wrong, I still want to respect his privacy and decided not to tell. But if you ARE curious about his identity, click here.

After that 'day' in the link that I posted, the kid moved to another school and coincidentally, the poop cases had stopped. Now there, I'm not accusing him for being responsible for the poop cases or anything, it's just that it happened in such a coincidence and all the proofs were against him. It's hard not to assume that he was responsible for the poop cases.

But still, thank God that the case had stopped. I can finally study in peace whenever I am in the science lab. Boy, if you were there in my shoes, you would definitely be as glad as I am now.

(Note: the post ends right here. The following content does not have anything related to the title of this post but if my faithful readers would like to read it anyway, be my guest. =D However, viewer's discretion are advised.)

Now, I assume that some of you had clicked and read the link that I posted above there. One of the lines from the link caught my 'writers' senses' and my head automatically began making up a short story.

"You know, if he was having the knife with him when I chased him, he could have hide and one place, wait for me to appear, and strike me. Thank God it didn't happen."

What if that really happened? If it does, here would be the scenario:

The wind blew and hit hard against his rough teenage features as Daniel Mark ran madly across the hallway of the top floor of SMK Seri Mutiara. Heavy breathing filled the air over the sounds of running footsteps as he turned around a sharp corner, barely missing a glance of an escaping figure that had just turned into the science lab's block. Knowing that he was close to his target, Daniel fastened his pace.

It all happened in just a few minutes ago where Daniel and one of his friend, Darshini stayed back after school for their debate competition project under the jurisdiction of Miss Adlina. All was going well until Miss Adlina suddenly received a call by the headmistress of the school, Pn. Hajaah Halimah. The headmistress informed the teacher that there was a student who had just threw some books from the top floor and damaged the school's fountain at the ground floor.

Being assigned to the role as a prefect for the past four years, Daniel and Darshini was given the task to investigate the incident. They started their investigation at the ground floor while paying close attention to the upper floors for anybody suspicious. A peeking head at the top floor caught Darshini's attention.

"Daniel, look over there. I think there's somebody there," Darshini's melodious voice echoed through the empty school as the unknown figure realized that he had been spotted and broke into a run.

Daniel immediately sprang into action and dash to the top floor. Once there, the unknown figure was no where to be seen and Daniel noticed a bunch of bags scattered around the entrance of the music room.

Must have belonged to the school's choir members... Daniel thought to himself and upon further investigation, he found out that some of the bags were opened and emptied and the contents were scattered messily on the ground. Daniel began suspecting that the unknown figure was trying to steal the choir members' belongings and was unsure whether if he succeeded.

"That bloody bugger..." Daniel muttered to himself and was about to investigate further when the unknown figure revealed himself and ran to the other end of the hallway where a walkway that leads to the science lab block was located. Though it was just a glimpse, Daniel could tell that the unknown figure was an Indian male. "Hey, you!" Daniel called out and chased after the figure.

Soon, they were engaged in a pursuit. Daniel's speed and stamina had served him well as the running culprit was already in his sight when he started pursuing him. The male turned into a corner into the science lab block and soon followed by Daniel.

But Daniel had wished he didn't.

In front of Daniel's eyes in that instance was the sharp blade of a butcher knife coming in dangerously close to him. He didn't expect it coming; a student having a butcher knife in his possession was the last thing he would ever expect. It was too late to avoid it without injuring himself and lose a large amount of blood.

Daniel back-stepped, attempting to minimize the depth of the knife that would dig into his flesh. It was a little late as he could feel the coldness of the metal from the knife splitting his clothes, as well as his skin apart. He immediately collapsed onto the ground and screamed in agony as crimson liquid began spreading on his blue prefect uniform.

Daniel could feel his consciousness fading away as his visions were beginning to blur. The culprit walked towards him, holding a butcher knife that had Daniel's blood stain on it and said something to him but Daniel couldn't hear. In the next moment, the culprit lift his leg and the next thing that Daniel felt before losing his consciousness entirely was an extreme pain that stung him on the side of his head.

After that, everything went black.

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Well, that's about it. Oh and before you say anything, let me clear up a few things:

1. Daniel did not die, nor did he get wounded by that butcher knife. (Thank God)
2. The culprit was caught and was punished accordingly.
3. This was entirely fiction and was thought up on-the-spot. It did not happened in anywhere and anytime. In other words, it's fake.

That's all, basically...

Kyle

Powernet's football match.

Sorry for not updating, been pretty lazy nowadays, especially with all the recent on-going events (which will be blogged about... I hope >_>). Anyway, here's yet another famous delayed post (one month delayed ==) from yours truly, Kyle.

There was this one day where my dad invited me to attend a football match that his company, Powernet, organized.

The company where my dad work in's logo.

The match was on a Sunday morning, in a public field located in Bentong, Pahang. Since it's Sunday and the match was in the morning, I'd figured 'Why not?' Since I won't be doing anything on Sundays besides sleeping until both of my parents yell at me only to wake up at around 12 or 1 something in the afternoon. Besides, I can warm my body up a little before the 'Street Thugz' have a futsal match with this team called 'City Youth Academy'.

Dad called me 6 in the morning, took a bath, changed into my football outfit and headed out at about 6.30 in the morning. We had a light breakfast at McDonald's.

Speaking about McDonald's, when I was taking the tomato sauce, there was this one aunt in front of me. She was trying to get herself some chili sauce as well, when she pushed the button for the sauce, nothing came out. Out of frustration, she repeatedly pressed it again and again. Then, a certain liquid burst out instead of chili sauce and guess what? It sprayed onto ME instead of HER. I mean seriously, what the hell?

Darn it, I didn't knew what that liquid was, it looked like rotten mayonnaise and smelled like one too. Great, I haven't even step onto the field and I'm already smelling like an abandoned trash can by the alley. I desperately try to wash the stain away, it was too darn smelly, I tell you. Thank God, that stain was gone but the smell remained, only a little though.

After eating, me and my Dad had a few conversation about games and glitches, how to drive and all. He even told me that he initially wanted to teach me how to drive before I go for my test but because of my house area's uneven grounds, he wouldn't want to take the chance.

Stopped by a petrol station to refill. While waiting, I noticed how great the morning scenery is. The mountains were covered with mists and the air around was so refreshing. Here's a few pictures that I managed to take.


Reached there at about 7.20 and me and my dad still had some time to prepare. Each teams was given a uniform, my dad couldn't fit into his red uniform and guess what he said?

"Oh, inilah taktik awak la ye? Buat baju yang ketat dan susah untuk bergerak kepada musuh lain,"

LOL

Luckily, my dad was already wearing a red uniform, apparently an old Manchester United uniform.

I met with some of my dad's colleagues and chatted with them. Took some pictures of the field too.

Some of the workers that came early was cleaning the shack.

The field.

One of the players, as well as the organizer.

Soon, everyone arrived and I noticed that me, my dad and one of his colleagues were the only Chinese around while the rest are Nepalese and mostly Malays.

Cina sudah pupus! LOL

One of the teams. Disciplined enough to line up by themselves.

Anyway, the organizer grouped all the teams together after that and wanted explained the rules of the game. But the other groups were taking their sweet time to group together, pissing the organizer off. And coincidentally, I snapped a picture of it. =D

"Yiish, mana semua bangan pekak ni pergi ni?"

Oh boy, apparantly he's a Chelsea fan. After a few shouts, all the teams finally assembles.

Each team has their own unique names that would sound wrong and make you laugh at the same time.

The organizer, telling the rules and regulations of the game. For a second there, it does look like he's scolding all of them.

Okay, now to the teams' names. There are a total of six teams.

First of all, we have...

Cabai Hijau FC.
I know what you're thinking but it isn't cibai, though that was my first impression as well. XD
This team has the advantage when it comes to defense. They didn't play much offense, just defense.
Alright, next off

Cuak FC.
No... I don't know why and how they thought of this name. But they're still red, coincident eh? That's my father's team. With him being the captain, he strategically organized the players based from their abilities on the field.
Next!
MKT FC.
Now, this is one name I can explain on how they got it. You wanna know what does MKT stand for? You sure you wanna know? Okay...
(M)agnum
(K)uda [Da Ma Cai. Lol, what the hell?]
(T)oto
Pretty unique, eh? Laughed like hell when I heard what it stands for.
Anyway, this team consists of Nepalese and has an admirable defense and passing skills on the field.
Up next...
Rimba Bara FC.
Nothing much about this name but they have a pretty good stamina. They can run up and down the field without getting tired.
NEXT!
Tiger FC.
LOL, presenting the Chelsea wanna-be. XD
But, they still can't be underestimated by their looks. As they say, don't judge a book by its cover. This team, as its name itself implies, played just as greatl as a Tiger. They have a great goalkeeper (the second one from the left, standing.), a great defender (the one flashing a thumbs-up. No joke!) and a great striker (the one standing beside the keeper.)
And finally...
(No pictures... DO'H!!! They didn't want to take.)
Astagan FC.
I don't know how did they thought of this name out. Don't ask me. Their uniform does resemble Arsenal though.
The strongest group so far. They have this one player that really stands out among them. He has great stamina, great passing skills, superb shooting skills and dribbling skills. The team mostly depends on him only to score.

The match goes according to groups and there is no elimination in the match. The points given are as follows:

If a team wins, the team would be awarded with three points.
If a team loses, there would be no point awarded.
If both teams ends up with a tie, both of them would be awarded with only one point.

The list of matches.
The scoreboard.

First match in the first round was...

MKT FC (0 - 0) Rimba Bara FC

Second match:

My dad in action.
Cabai Hijau FC (0 - 1) Cuak FC

Then, onto the last match of the round:

Astagan FC (1 - 1) Tiger FC

Then, on to the second round. The first match was:

Rimba Bara FC (0 - 1) Cuak FC

On to the second match:

Astagan FC (1 - 0) MKT FC

Finally...:

Cabai Hijau FC (0 - 2) Tiger FC

Had launch after the end of the second round. The company brought Chicken Rice. Nothing much out of the ordinary. My dad tried sneaking away to smoke but he couldn't escape my 'sharp' eyes. XD

"Try to sneak away, eh? Not so easy!" That's what I said that time. You can see my dad's head behind the Honda City.
You're so busted when I show this picture to mom unless you get me my dream CPU. >=D

After eating our lunch, we continued on with the first match of the third round:

Astagan FC (3 - 0) Rimba Bara FC

Up next:

Tiger FC (3 - 0) Cuak FC [Lots of stupid goals, if you ask me.]

Lastly:

MKT FC (1 - 2) Cabai Hijau FC
Lol, before the match started. The Cabai Hijau was taking their sweet time getting into the field. One of the players that weren't playing got angried and shouted.
"Oi! Cibai Hijau, cepatlah. Cibai betul,"
Everyone LOLed at that.
The goalkeeper. Lol, run baby, run!

The sun was starting to fry us alive but the forth round went on:

Cuak FC (2 - 1) Astagan FC
That was one awesome match, everybody says so. Well, because it's Astagan versus Cuak and they all thought that Astagan would kick my dad's team's butts. But they were wrong as my dad devised a strategy that turned the tables around. It was really amazing, the way my dad's team was playing that time. It was all coordinated so beautifully.

After that:

Rimba Bara FC (1 - 3) Cabai Hijau FC

Lastly:

Tiger FC (0 - 0) MKT FC
Now that's a surprise...

When it was time for the fifth round, I then realized that I'm going to be late for my match back at Challenger. Vicky and Sagilan were already calling me. Oh boy. I told my dad, he said he'll try his best to bring me there. Anyway, let the fifth and also last round begin!

First up, we have:

Astagan FC (4 - 0) Cabai Hijau FC
Lol, talk about a case of bullying.

Then later on:

Rimba Bara FC (0 - 1) Tiger FC

And finally:

MKT FC (1 - 1) Cuak FC.
What's my dad doing just standing over there?

Well then, with all matches done. Here's the final result from the score board.


Darn, Tiger FC was leading, Cuak and Astagan tied. Then, I thought I could head back to KL already but I was wrong. There is still the semi-finals! I dropped to my knee and shouted that time... almost.

I wanted to take some pictures but my handphone's battery died. Anyway, here's the result anyway.

Cuak FC (1 - 2 [Penalty]) Tiger FC
Astagan FC (1 - 0) Cabai Hijau FC

Astagan got first, Tiger got second while my dad's team, Cuak, got third. Still an achievement though and I'm proud of my dad for it. My dad couldn't wait any longer, so he immdiately left the match to send me to my match without receiving his medal. We were rushing back to KL only to meet with a massive jam that made us stuck at the same area for almost an hour.

Barely reached the challenger in time but I still managed to make it. I entered the match last minutely and I almost made a score against my opponent. Sagi was crossing the ball to me just before the game ended. I was about to shoot the ball in until one of my opponent scored it for me instead.

LOL

I was like, 'what the hell? My goal was stolen!'. Eveybody from Street Thugz laughed.

After the match, I asked Sagi how was the game earlier. He told me that Street Thugz has been playing, using the same players, for two hours straight while the City Youth Academy swtiches players every 5 minutes or so. We scored more than 50 times, they only scored not more than 10 times.

Damn, we must've trashed them really hard in their faces. Well, after that, the Street Thugz had a small talk with the City Youth Academy's coach. We wanted to hire him as our coach.

The coach told us, he would be glad to train us with some conditions met:

He needs two days to train us every week.
He needs our commitments.
He needs a field to train us on with.

We have it all. But the problem is, the timing. Our time schedules were too tight, so unfortunately, we have to cancel it.

Went back home after that at about 7.30. Was dead tired and was about to go up to our rooms when my mom and my brother noticed me and my dad's skin. Apparently, me and my dad got a tan. xD


Well, football match was fun. I get to learn from the way the adults were playing an actual football. It was sure worthy waking up early in the morning and spending my time there in Bentong. Except for the part where me and my dad got darker. DO'H! ><

Kyle

Dad's 45th birthday

Yeah, I know it's a little TOO late for this post but hey! Better late then never, eh?

Anyway, this happened during the 3rd of March on the day of Tuesday. It was my dad's 45th birthday. I didn't knew his age at first until I asked my mom. Seriously!

But then again, from time to time my dad would even forget me and my brother's age. There's one comical scene that happened between us some time ago. It's about my brother's age and it happened last year. My brother's 12 and I was 16 that time. Here's how the scene went.

Dad: Jian, what's your age again?
Me: He's 13 this year. (LOL!)
Dad: Wha-? Really? Oh, so how many A's you got in UPSR?
Me: He haven't taken his UPSR yet.
Dad: ...

Lol, you should've seen the looks on his face. Priceless!

Anyway, the day started out pretty normal. Dad fetched me to school and I wished him after I got off the car. I planned to get him something nice for his birthday but my mom said don't have to waste too much money and I didn't know what to get for him this year either.

I asked my dad what he liked as his birthday present and he urged us to not get him anything. He doesn't mind. But being the good son that I am... *cough cough* I still think that my dad STILL deserves something.

So, after school, I headed straight away to 'King's Confectionery' and get my dad a birthday cake. That's the least I could do anyway. Then another problem hit me, what cake does my dad likes? I don't think a grown up man would enjoy colorful multiple flavors ice-cream cake, now do they? Since my dad enjoys eating chocolates and bananas, I got him the Choco-Banana cake which cost me RM33.00

I even had his name written on it. Nice, eh? =)

So after I went home, I kept the cake in a fridge and waited for my dad to come back. We went out for dinner and had western food in this restaurant called 'Rendezvous' in Taman Billion. I recommend it to you people out there who enjoys western food. The foods there are nice and their specialty, the 'Cheese Fondue' will definitely melt your cheesy heart away.

We came back and I brought out the cake and lighten it. Dad was surprised and couldn't stop smiling while we sang the birthday song.

It was a little blur but...well, it's still good enough.
My dad, cutting the cake.

My mom took the responsibility to cut and divide the cake while we enjoyed it. Couldn't get a picture of her eating her cake. DO'H!!

See? My brother enjoys the cake so much that he's giving me a thumbs-up! LOL.
Well I gotta admit, the choco-banana cake was delicious.

The night basically just ended like that. I still think that I could do more than that to celebrate my dear father's special day. Ah well, maybe I'll try again next year, if I wasn't selected for National Service that is. O_O

Well dad, Happy Birthday! =D

And thanks for all the care (and lectures...) that you gave me since the day I was breathing. I appreciated it. There is no one that could replace YOU in my heart....... 'yet'. LOL!!!

Kyle

P.S.: Dad, if you happen to see this post and wish to thank me. You can do so by teaching me how to drive. =D

All the craps that happened after the last post

Darn it, after so long. I finally get the time to blog again. Anyway, here are the followings that happened before this.

I celebrated my Dad's birthday.

Went to Bentong, Pahang, and play a friendly competition with my father's company.

There was this recent case about thievery and shits. No kidding, there ARE really shits.

I played handball under the rain.

Went for cross-country and ran under the rain and debated this morning. As well as registering for Undang.

Those are what I'm gonna post after my rest. I'm just too darn tired right now. I'll be back... whenever I'll be. So... later!

Off to bed.

Kyle

Sick bastards... they'll never stop coming.

Yesterday night, I was strolling around the net to check my e-mails and what-not as usual. Then I happen to come across this e-mail by Trisha. It was entitled 'Must See!'.

Well~... Usually I would just delete the e-mail without a second thought because I would always think that those e-mails would only contains craps like 'A clown's gonna go into your bed tonight if you don't forward this e-mail to a certain amount of people' or 'Send this mail to all your contacts and if you receive back a certain amount of mail back, a miracle will happen to you tonight! You can FLY!!' those kind of rubbish mails.

No offense, people, I just don't believe in stuffs like this.

But since I was free, so I thought "Ah, what the heck?" and decided to read the mail just for kicks. The mail, shockingly, reveals an activity conducted somewhere in china. The mail was a vote mail, which requires readers to send in their names or e-mails at the end of the mail. Anyway, the mail involves the process of producing fur coats which turns out to be... well... FUCKING SICKENING!!!



Nice fur coats, eh? Wouldn't it be nice if you wore it during cold days like winter and what-not? I bet you would look classy in that, being warmed by the furs on the coat, ain't it not?

But!

Everybody, have you ever wondered what the hell you are wearing? (Don't go on telling me 'it's fur coat!' or 'it's shirt!' because I'm fully aware of that, mind you.) You, ladies and gentlemen, especially the ladies, are wearing the skins of what was once an animal.

Yes, an ANIMAL! A cute little furry animals such as raccoon dogs, dogs, cats, squirrels, bears and such.

These furs are from their skins, being used to survive the harsh weathers that mother nature has to offer. But, just for the heck of fashion, these animals' fur are being taken away from their flesh be it skinned alive or dead.

The Chinese in the video grabbed one of the animals, stomp them to the ground to break their bones, snap their necks, whack them in the head with a metal rod, crush their necks and skin them ALIVE!! Those poor animals tried to struggle but was powerless to do so.

Tears rolled down my cheeks when I watched them being skinned alive, struggling through the pain as their skin is being tore out from their flesh. Their screams broke my heart. I was speechless after I watched the video and I held back the urge to vomit as well that time.

I wonder what kind of sick bastards are those people. I mean, if they take out fur from animals that are dead, I would not mind but killing one just to get its fur? Isn't that a little too much? These sick bastards made me feel ashamed to be a human.

I...I... I just don't know how to describe it. You be the judge.

Warning: This video is not intended for people with weak hearts. Video contains scene of explicit violence and gore. Viewers are warned!

Pledge to go fur-free at PETA.org.

See how heartless and cruel these bastards can be? I'm just too furious to think straight right now.

Anyway, at the end of the mail, there's a sign thing that list the amounts of people who protested towards this crisis. I, no offense, will not write my name in it. Instead, I will post it here in my blog. I want everyone to know the bitter truth about the coat that they all fancied and I wish those of you who read this and felt the same way as I do will do the same.

SAY NO TO HEARTLESS KILLINGS!!

For more information, please DO visit:
http://www.furisdead.com/facts.asp or http://www.furisdead.com/index.asp

Kyle