The One with the Passion

A's pick:

Put your records on- Corinne Bailey Rae
J. Holiday- Be with me (instrumental)

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note: pls read this in a British accent. Don't ask me why but that's how it sounded when it was in my head. However, do not ask me to speak in the British accent for i know shit about it. and if you are as bad as I am in accents, you are required to read the following text in your head and no louder, in case somebody hears you.

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I've just come to realization recently that what i thought i needed was nothing more but mere want.
I realize that i don't need a passion to be a proper person.
And i thank Josh with all my heart for helping me realize this.
True. I don't have a "real" passion.
I don't have something that i can just come out and say, " OH. MY. GOSH. I. LOVE. TO. DO. THAT!"(except for this. this is American..duh..)
I like playing pool, bowling, tarot card reading, tennis, fashion and so much more.
but there isn't one thing that just shouts out "AMANDA!"
I was very upset at first because i went through quite a few conversations about it with a few of my VIPs.
And sadly, they didn't tell me what i wanted to hear.
Instead, it had made me even more upset with my "condition"
I kept thinking to myself that I'm abnormal.
Not even like a black sheep.
More like a needle in a haystack.
I thought to myself, " goodness, I am nothing.
I cannot be defined because nobody 'knows' who I am"
I thought that my passions would describe me.
Thankfully I've come to my senses now.
I have discovered that passion cannot tell me who I am.
Yes, I realize that I am being a little off but i think i can assure myself by saying that Hyrvl has gone even way off.
So, here you go.
I would like to say thank you again to my good friend Josh for making me realize that i actually have something that I can be proud of, myself.
My character, my own person.

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to keep you guys awake:

Teacher: you never get anything right. what kind of job do you'll get when you leave school?
Student: I want to be the weatherperson on TV

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The One with The Motorsport

Hyrul's Pick:

As The Rush Comes - Teisto
Silk - Christopher Lawrence

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I was totally smitten on how much Malaysian Motorsport have grown.....
Last night i found out that team A1 GP Malaysia had double win with Alex Yoong behind the helm...
Extraordinary performance from the team and Alex's moves in the final stints of the race...
prove now more than ever that he is a Goddamn Racer...

Congrats on the win Alex.. keep it up....

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It seems that Astro has it set on making Tuesday nite..
an all out motorsport nite..

we progressed from A1 to Asian Festival of Speed then onto Max Power and then onto some Australian V8 championships...

Several things in AFOS suprised me..
The Petronas Proton Team brought 3 Wajas to the forray and are competing quite well againts the BMW of Engstler Motorsport...
brings me back to the days when the Waja was 1st launched....
Proton said something about the Waja being Asia's answer to the BMW 3-series...
Bet the Germans were rollling around on the floor when they heard that..
but still in motorsport terms they managed to prove they are just as good..

The V8 championship was of no interest to me...
however the American GT championship always drew my attention..
Love seeing Astons, Ferraris, Lambos and Vipers dog-it out on the track..
Aston dominated in the last season.. Vipers seemed to be controlling this time round..

Plus...

I will be appearing on TV3 again soon..
for my participation in the ROK championship Round 4-5
Time would be Wednesday 12.30 am...
Date however is unconfirmed...

I almost missed the last one too..
Redza n I didn't managed to see our faces on the podium..
We thought the show was over.........

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These days...
whenever Dom,Neil,Nessa,Amanda and I hang out...
The conversations somewhat are riddled with Bunnies..
This of course is due to Nessa current SuicideBunny phase in her blog..
alot of bunny comments have been said..
those such aS:

*Lucy licks the Bunneh*

*The Bunneh sneezes*

*I will Kill u Bunneh*

oh oh..
also.... the bunneh have new shoes/tongs courtesy of yours truly...
heh heh (puji diri)

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i had a dream i was filthy rich once...
was such a beautiful dream....
i purchased a whale carcass..
and proceed to impaled it on top of the KL tower...
the news that morning was so interesting....

*look hunny theres a whale shishkebabed on that tower*

*you need your meds again*



ah such beautiful morning...........

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The One with The ....................

Hyrul's Pick:

Behind The Wheel - Playgroup


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oooooooooooooOOOOoooOOOOOoooOOOOo........................

it's like 2:55 in the frickin morniiinnn...
i am soooOOooo deprived of sleep....
my face is like 2 incis inches from the PC.....
i can't see the keyboard properly........

thus comes one conclusion.....
magnificent update.....

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i used to be retarded.....
honest.......

i used to believe imagine that i'm the universe..
and my nipples are 2 galaxies on opposite ends.....
and everytime i pushed them together, several tiny worlds get destroyed by asteroids....
what worst is that i also tought of my nose, ears and ass as blackholes lurking...
so when i dig for gold they're actually the remains of swallowed matter...
i make believe my mouth was hell and my dick was heaven...
thats why them tiny people thought of hell freezing over..
but turns out it's just me eating icecream...
getting to heaven however was quite difficult due to treacherous flares (hair)..
and they also gotta worry bout them guardians of heaven (balls)...

in my universe nobody goes to hell or heaven..
they end up in limbo..
which is actually my belly button...
explains the sagging when i'm old....

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see told you i'm retarded....


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The One with The Wake-Up Call

Hyrul's Pick:

Tao of The Machines - The Roots
The Mann - Paul Linford

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You know why the crime rate is up?
It's because our police is sitting on their bum doing nothing..
And i'm pretty sure they have no clue on what a telephone is..

It's 3:17am now - Sunday.
i was on my way back from PJ area using the LDP,
as i pass the Puchong toll exit,
i was greeted by a sight i could not believe...

all over the road i see over 200 rempits parking by the side
and several racing on the streets as if it was a legal drag race in Sepang...
the spectacle was amazing..(not in a good way)
it seems apparent that they have been here almost all night..
and i'm suprised on how they're getting away with it..
a cluster of those racing almost got ran into by a car exiting the toll...

and so being the vengful "concerned" motorist,
i dailed 991 to report this ludicrous behavior..
i was more shocked when it took 8 rings before anyone answered!!
then after finding out the location,
they forwarded me to a nearby station which took another 7 rings!!
and after all that, they land me some crap about the area not being in their juristriction!!

WTF!!

and the kick is that they can't even forward me to the station which is!!
thus i made another call this time to the correct station...
and to my utter repulse nobody picked up at all!!
so... pissed (the fucked) off and eagerly wanting to go home and sleep
i hung up and grit to myself..
then it dawned on me that i hate the fucking pits more than i love sleep,
and was really looking forward in giving the station officers a face full of my saliva..
being that the station is a mere stone's throw from my house (a plus) i decided to drop by..
met up with one constable outside the station and issued my hearty complaint..
they assured me that patrol cars are being despatched (bullshit)
and i could stay and make report..
i decided to take thier word and just left for home..

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i dont get it..
what's the use of the hotline if they don't even know how to answer?!!
and why does it have to take so fucking long?!!
what if i'm reporting a Murder in progress?! Rape?!! Theft?!!
or an accident with casualties on thier dying breaths?!!

I'm sad that this is the kind of nation we're living in..
Politicians blurt out lies and look to gangster and hooligans for support,
Police which are corrupt and incompetent,
Public who keep to themselves and do not voice out..

This Is Just Plain Wrong!!

*rant*

*rant*

*rant*

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A wise Japanese man once said:
"Pee on your cat for health and vitality"


He is obviously lying and crazy..


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