Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
So, I attended Masayo's first gig with her band Maosun, went to Genting with half of Symposium, Prince William gets married, went for Neal's late birthday party, I've got a job interview in a few hours, and Osama bin Laden was just killed a while ago. What a week.
Yeah. Since I've been lagging on life updates, might as well post up everything here in one shot. So, Masayo's first gig, was last Sunday. On Easter. I attended church for Good Friday and Holy Saturday, and I attended a heavy metal gig for Easter Sunday. LMAO. After getting a bit lost on where to go, we ended up at One Cafe, which seems to be KL's top spot for heavy metal gigs and functions. It's not a very impressive place, but its got food, booze and space for performances, so eh, I guess its alright.
Masayo was awesome. A female growler. Well done.
I was quite impressed by most of the bands. Most did pretty well. Two bands I could not stand were a punk rock band, and a grindcore band. The punk rock band was so dull that I actually fell asleep while they were playing. Like, really, sleep! I was tired, but to make my eyes close is quite an effort. And the grindcore was bloody annoying. They would play for a minute or so, and stop. Then the guy would say some stuff, bitch about the crowd, and then start with another song that lasted a minute. Granted, its how grindcore is like, having short songs, but I felt it really killed the flow. Plus the guy's "speeches" were obnoxious and a nuisance. Not to mention they played over 10 songs, overstaying their time limit by way too much. Zzz.
On Tuesday the same week, I went to Genting with Justin, Redzuan, Masayo, Miki and Henry. It rained, so we didn't go to the theme park, and mostly just chilled out, talking and hanging out, enjoying the cold weather, while the smokers went insane there.
Lol. That lady didn't want to move out of the way.
Also, Justin and I had long wanted to go to Amber Court.
The Bleeding Hotel. Hell yeah.
After hearing stories after stories, we decided to explore the place; once in the morning, and once at night. In the morning, Justin, Redzuan and I checked out the place. Upclose, we realized that the blood-looking stuff was actually red moss that was slowly overtaking the whole place. The carpark had the worst of it, being covered virtually EVERYWHERE. We explored a bit, took pictures, went inside. Nothing happened. We returned at night, minus Redzuan (due to Masayo's concern), and explored again, going to more areas this time. Justin and I took pictures, and tried some cool long exposure shots. Even then, we saw absolutely nothing to show the place was haunted. I checked nearly all my pictures, upclose for any signs... NOTHING. Nada. Zilch. Even the security guard confirmed that nothing haunted the place. Of course, we need to stay there to really put the nail in the coffin, but otherwise, this is more or less proof that nothing scary happened there. In fact, the place is actually very serene. Very awe-inspiring. Nothing scary whatsoever. It is beauty.
This picture was the closest thing that would be odd. it's merely my shadow, in a position that seems impossible. And even then its probably the effect of the lights. Nothing out of the ordinary regardless.
And on Saturday, I had church service with Peter J. Daniels, a godly businessman who's got insane reputations for doing business and making tons of money. There was a guy who paid 1 million just to speak with him for an hour. And afterward, that guy ended up making millions more, because of Peter J. Daniel's solutions. That day though, he spoke mainly about our potentials in God, as well as a few stories. Highly charismatic and entertaining.
I went to Neal's house afterward to celebrate his birthday, a few days late. Met with his friends, some I vague remember from last year. Wai Kwan and Fei Yan were with me as the only TOA students there, lol. The rest were his secondary friends, or connected through them. While there, I met Jehad's girlfriend, named Lizzie. I had a GREAT conversation with her. At first, it was just small talk between a few of us, and it went silent. Then it all began once she said "I like your pentagram". And that started a long and deep conversation into the occult, left-hand path and gays, lesbians, David Reimer and stuff. Apparently she's practices the occult too, following along the lines of The Temple of Set. Pretty cool meeting someone who actually practices this. I read up on it, heard of stories, heard of people, but actually personally knowing a person who practices occult religions is much more interesting, especially when they can hold a good conversation. And she's got a tattoo, and is polyamorous. Basically she's a combination of a lot of factors that I've always been interested in. Awesome person to meet. Anyway, the food and alcohol were was aplenty. We had way too much food, barbecued beautifully, and had a good time talking with Neal as well. Since he's dropped to later semesters, we haven't been chatting and meeting up as much, so it was a good time. Talked a lot on friendships and what they mean to us. Interestingly, he said that Wai Kwan, Fei Yan and I were his closest friends in TOA. And we also spoke about the friends we would die for.
One last thing that's on my mind. Osama's finally been killed, after such a long time. I really think its awesome, that after such a long time, finally he's paid for his crimes. Sure, some people aren't impressed that he's killed 10 damn years after the 9/11 attacks, but then again, he was well protected, and well-hidden. Assassinations aren't that easy. Israel should know, considering how many assassinations they've done. I remember when I first moved to Malaysia, a mere weeks after, the news of the 9/11 attacks were shown one morning when I woke up. One thing that creeped me out was that they used United Airlines flights. It was the same airline I used to travel to Malaysia. Who knows if I had left to Malaysia a few weeks late instead. Also, I was shocked, because I had been there before, and it felt weird that a building I had been in had been destroyed by terrorists. You know that feeling of how when you visit a place again after many years, it still looks the same? I would never have that again, for the World Trade Centre. Then later, as it became apparent that Osama was a major part of it, I read the Canadian news on how Canada was taking a more offensive role in Kandahar. About how many Canadians were killed by roadside bombings, and the many pessimistic articles about how NATO wasn't having much success when it came to finding Osama. Yet their day has come, and justice delayed is not necessarily justice denied. I find it funny that so many countries are congratulating the US for their job well done, and saying its a step against terrorism and stuff, while most don't do as much militarily. A lot of the countries in NATO offer humanitarian, technological and financial aid, but when it comes to the actual deployed forces, only USA, Canada and Britain actually contribute anything really worthy. They're the ones who risk their lives on foreign soil, who actually die. All that "moral support" by the other nations won't help kill terrorists. You really need to give credit to these countries, and others that contribute troops. They risk lives, the most valuable of all.
I read so much on the history of the world, and most tyrants were dead long before I was born. Hitler, Stalin, Pol Pot (recent, but I was still young), Mao Zedong. The classics. I read about what they did, their rationales, and know that they died long ago. Yet when it came to Osama, his death happened when I was grown up, mature enough to understand world politics and all. And it just seems like "whoa", knowing that he's finally dead. Like I'm living through history. Yeah, sure, I've lived through hearing about the Georgian war, the Israel-Lebanon wars, the Libyan invasion, Afghan and Iraqi invasions, but they've always been more on "countries". This is about a person, who had great influence to create Al Qaeda, a group which has caused untold suffering on its victims. They're still alive despite the death of their leader, but at least its a major blow to terrorism. I'm actually living at a time that I know a major tyrant is dead.
And despite such a hallmark in world history, I am amazed at the idiots who don't know what the hell is going on. Click here to see some Facebook posts that put retardedness to a whole new level.