tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241730044133964772024-03-05T09:44:40.795-08:00Adrian's BlogAdrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-28427523197666959572009-09-10T18:42:00.000-07:002009-09-10T18:47:27.586-07:00Here comes goodbye<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Amupt1he1LY&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Amupt1he1LY&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />i find this song really sad for me because first you have everything you've ever wanted than it was taken awayAdrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-53512336326864666512009-08-23T21:01:00.001-07:002009-08-28T05:55:39.112-07:00Life after You<object width="425" height="344">i find the lyrics is the same as my life of what i'll been going throught <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xxxLXQDQKI&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xxxLXQDQKI&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-25747274997152397802009-08-23T20:39:00.001-07:002009-08-23T20:40:22.062-07:00Herbal Essences Commercial<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7qkmPUeqf0&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7qkmPUeqf0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-55952071742831273792009-08-23T20:32:00.000-07:002009-08-23T20:33:20.229-07:00Chris Daughtry - Poker Face<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t90dFkM9acg&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t90dFkM9acg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-75621071472711749552009-08-18T19:57:00.001-07:002009-08-18T19:57:23.086-07:00Dreaming Dog<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqrhZW9xIrY&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqrhZW9xIrY&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-42431252193388579002009-08-18T19:50:00.000-07:002009-08-18T19:54:30.688-07:00Tattoo Mishap<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJEQuNzzYXV64ZKnxO0Pf5JPR6-yIVAnf0dLCb-SGT8oYNE7IMA_iD0SdirYvsKNJHB11jFT3M_aNAA0-_5SnvOGNdNTgfG31y6Top7PLBLg4Pork4eSUY8_Zbm46C-U4b2lUX1d_qCM/s1600-h/article-1193384-055E4FE3000005DC-456_306x481.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJEQuNzzYXV64ZKnxO0Pf5JPR6-yIVAnf0dLCb-SGT8oYNE7IMA_iD0SdirYvsKNJHB11jFT3M_aNAA0-_5SnvOGNdNTgfG31y6Top7PLBLg4Pork4eSUY8_Zbm46C-U4b2lUX1d_qCM/s400/article-1193384-055E4FE3000005DC-456_306x481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348724776804437266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdGsww27gImvvGhq54CEOapYhFxABVcHfGP8sIx6ZNKDxR10sKf0L9BdGhafO2G3UmNm8LEmekAABI_9WoMW4ptSe_Ss-qyx-jdzK3ghNw1zQoXLCE763soBSAdpVPoyXMZyyPdcNYYDY/s1600-h/SNN1718A--280_826323a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 390px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdGsww27gImvvGhq54CEOapYhFxABVcHfGP8sIx6ZNKDxR10sKf0L9BdGhafO2G3UmNm8LEmekAABI_9WoMW4ptSe_Ss-qyx-jdzK3ghNw1zQoXLCE763soBSAdpVPoyXMZyyPdcNYYDY/s400/SNN1718A--280_826323a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348724778332495282" border="0" /></a><br />the victim reminds me a little of DUN WAN LERN.<br /><br />and looking at the poor tattoist's expression rends my heart.<br /><br />go <a href="http://www.google.com.my/search?hl=en&client=firefox-a&channel=s&rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&hs=u40&q=tattoo+56+stars+mistake&btnG=Search&meta=">here</a> to read more.Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-7501188363977919112009-08-06T19:47:00.000-07:002009-08-06T20:00:06.449-07:00Rubbish ManMostly everyone says that we should not throw rubbish on the floor or on the road but actually we don't have to listen to them. Why! because life is fair, if we don't throw rubbish on the road the rubbish man would be angry all the time because they will have nothing to do but if we throw rubbish on the road everyday the rubbish man would be happy all the time like the one below<br /><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/21/34692206_cc324a8c02.jpg" alt="Why are they happy to be with rubbish? by *junko*." title="" onload="show_notes_initially();" class="reflect" width="500" height="375" />Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-52481320241579154252009-08-06T19:41:00.000-07:002009-08-06T19:44:50.053-07:00Aline Vs Predator (shower)It's so cool that alien's takes a shower everyday in the morning.<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nrqSCn0sBPw&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nrqSCn0sBPw&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-16020642824597298142009-07-17T22:19:00.000-07:002009-07-17T22:22:22.623-07:00Women Park Car<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FXf6sxEPD4&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FXf6sxEPD4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-66538918745481360522009-06-29T17:58:00.000-07:002009-06-29T18:33:24.241-07:00Random things, habits or goals<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">So here goes the "ninth random things,habits or goals" about me:</span></span><br /><ol><li style="font-weight: bold;">I hate bad service at cafes and restaurants. actually i hate bad <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">service</span> anywhere.</li><li style="font-weight: bold;">I do love watches and i have five in deed.</li><li style="font-weight: bold;">I'm actually a lazy person, just like most people.</li><li style="font-weight: bold;">Every second being with my mother will be a joy to me.</li><li style="font-weight: bold;">Talking on the phone with my mother it's like the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">happiest</span> time of my life.</li><li style="font-weight: bold;">I really hate shopping for clothes on Chinese New Year.</li><li style="font-weight: bold;">I do not feel like my age, and i surely do not act like my age.</li><li style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">I love buying present for my family.</span></li><li style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Movies can make me cry sometime' </span><br /><br /></li></ol>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-58321498570134070062009-06-15T20:27:00.000-07:002009-06-15T20:29:07.562-07:00The Box That Killed Air SoledIt's really quite amazing what I can find when I'm roaming the streets of Ipoh looking for plastic bottles and cardboard boxes to recycle for cash. I was rummaging through a large pile of rubbish in the rain when I found a note written on a piece of curry-stained A4 paper. Allow me to present its cryptic contents to you.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To whomever who is unlucky enough to find this,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I beg you to ignore this. It's not as simple as you think. We do not truly know who we are. Would you feel the same if you found a box that could kill all the flies in the world? Well, maybe you would. And that's because you're not a fly. But imagine if a fly found the box. Do you think the fly would press the button? Do you think the fly would still press the button if the fly were aware of the fact that it is a fly? Because once the button is pressed, every single fly in the world will die. And that would include the fly that pressed the button. </span><br /><br />That's pretty weird. Maybe it was written by a drug addict. Or one of Dun Wan Lern's friends. For all I know, Dun Wan Lern wrote it. I was about to chuck the note away when I noticed something else. Right beside some empty Guinness Stout bottles was this box that seemed to be calling out to me. It was as if the box was sending a direct signal to my brain. It said: "Hold me, touch me and check me out, bay bee." And so I did. The message was so strong that I simply couldn't resist.<br /><br />I got hold of the box. It looked just like any other cardboard box. The only obvious difference was that it felt heavier. On the top flap were written the words <span style="font-weight: bold;">"Pray Hard If Ye Be An Air Sole"</span> and a large asterisk <span style="font-weight: bold;">(*)</span>. I haven't the faintest idea what the words meant. Who or what is an AIR SOLE? And that large asterisk --- which looked like a huge star --- made me scratch my head even more. I was stumped. I decided to lift the flap.<br /><br />Imagine my surprise when I found another box inside the box. And another. And then another. It was ridiculous. There I was, squatting under the pouring rain with this phony Chinese box. If it was a<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matryoshka_doll"> Matryoshka dol</a><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matryoshka_doll">l</a>, I could've sold it to someone for 20 sen, but nobody wanted a Chinese box made out of cardboard. At that point, all I wanted to do was to stomp on the boxes until they became as flat as roti canai.<br /><br />And then I saw it.<br /><br />Right in the middle of the smallest box was this red button that looked like Rudolph's nose, but smaller. It also reminded me of a gorilla's nipple, but smaller. There were some words written above the button but it was too tiny so I pulled out my magnifying glass and held it close to the tiny words. It said: "Prez Da Barten Yeef Yuh Wan 2 Keel All Dee Air Soles In Dis Werld." Needless to say, I was crushed. It was written in Benglish, and I failed my Benglish. All I could make out was "Yuh", which meant "you." I looked up at the sky and screamed at the rain clouds.<br /><br />"WHY MEEEEEEEEEEEE? WHYYYYYYYYYYY???????? I AM FORTUNE'S FOOOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"<br /><br />Blinded with rage, I flung the box against the wall and walked away from the rubbish dump. Later that night, I was sitting in a mamak stall watching some free tv and drinking an <span style="font-style: italic;">ais kosong</span> when I overheard this conversation between these two rich-looking old geezers who were smoking cigars. When an adorable black and white kitten walked past, one of them intentionally stepped on the poor kitten's tail. As the poor kitten ran away mewling its head off while leaving a trail of cat poo on the five-foot-way, the wicked old men laughed as if they had just won the lottery.<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: Hey, so did they find the box yet?<br /><br />Old Geezer #2: Not yet.<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: That's bad. Very bad.<br /><br />Old Geezer #2: I know. But what can we do? It has been raining every day.<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: Do you think we should pay them more?<br /><br />Old Geezer #2: Aiyah, no point in doing that. They don't like working with rubbish when it's raining. They don't like to get their hands dirty.<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: Maybe we should find someone else. What do you think?<br /><br />Old Geezer #2: Who do you have in mind?<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: Ape Yoghurt.<br /><br />Old Geezer #2: Isn't she taking her Masters now?<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: I don't think she has a choice. She owes me a few favours.<br /><br />Old Geezer #2: Then we'd better get in touch with her ASAP.<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: I'll call Monkey Butt.<br /><br />Old Geezer #2: And don't forget Sam Seng.<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: That Doctor Cess was a real fool. I mean how could he not know that he himself was an air sole?<br /><br />Old Geezer #2: Yeah, he should've consulted us before he pressed the bloody button. If he had done that, he would be here with us tonight, smoking a fine Monte Cristo while drinking a hot glass of teh tarik halia and farting non-stop.<br /><br />Old Geezer #1: It would've saved us a lot of trouble too. And now the box is lying somewhere while air soles continue to be born every minute. We must find the box ASAP and rid the world of air soles, once and for all.<br /><br />.................................................................................<br /><br />I had an epiphany, and finally understood everything. As I walked up to them, the two old geezers instinctively shrank away from me. After all, I smelled like all the baths that I hadn't taken for two months. I slowly raised my right hand, pointed at them both and said, "THE BOTH OF YOU ARE AIR SOLES. WHEN THEY FIND THE BOX, YOU'RE THE NEXT IN LINE TO GO." Then I laughed, the way I haven't laughed, for a very long time.Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-18669895693359454172009-06-15T20:22:00.000-07:002009-06-15T20:24:19.068-07:00Something New for Dun Wan LernThis is an actual newspaper cutting from The Star:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp9qcnfIOhnUiD2DntI02uVjlFiQhhTtMJa-xw-x7s06pPpDCdi2TlynTVP2DorxFd7OuQQhBSe8wIRk5GPRL-8r07fNoemccCYAZ9gkAzsPcbSjdbitrXjJ98Jw-zKYzJGn1CEcOJS-U/s1600-h/highchickenshit.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp9qcnfIOhnUiD2DntI02uVjlFiQhhTtMJa-xw-x7s06pPpDCdi2TlynTVP2DorxFd7OuQQhBSe8wIRk5GPRL-8r07fNoemccCYAZ9gkAzsPcbSjdbitrXjJ98Jw-zKYzJGn1CEcOJS-U/s400/highchickenshit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148154886472286882" border="0" /></a><br />(Click on the image for a larger view if your eyes are too small)<br /><br />The plot thickens...Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-54218911399724772102009-06-15T19:02:00.000-07:002009-06-15T19:05:02.249-07:00Mazda Zoom - zoom<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KKYVGXwmJd8&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KKYVGXwmJd8&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-19773335079266934932009-06-15T18:50:00.000-07:002009-06-15T18:52:47.795-07:00Do you think I'm sexy (*vomit*)<img alt="http://www.thehollywoodgossip.com/images/gallery/david-cook-no-pants_420x550.jpg" src="http://www.thehollywoodgossip.com/images/gallery/david-cook-no-pants_420x550.jpg" />Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-47889197509397849922009-06-15T18:29:00.000-07:002009-06-15T18:35:43.516-07:00Nestle Drumstick Gold<span style="font-family: webdings;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/trYf1I3YHd8&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/trYf1I3YHd8&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></span>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-60770946628494795892009-06-14T17:42:00.000-07:002009-06-14T17:51:52.688-07:00Rowan Atkinson - Plays Drum<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fJQNKIePGMQ&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fJQNKIePGMQ&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />how nice i can do that i real lifeAdrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-29505801195574148872009-06-14T17:14:00.000-07:002009-06-14T17:30:11.337-07:00A Volent Moral Tale<h3 class="post-title entry-title"> </h3> <div class="post-body entry-content"> One day, Arun was on his way home from school when he saw his schoolmate, Hamid, cycling with some friends. Hamid was a rather notorious character in school and was a source of terror for his smaller, weaker schoolmates because he loved bullying them, especially by robbing them of their lunch money and pouring hot curry into their underwear. The truth was, Arun was one of Hamid's regular victims. Just the day before, Hamid tied Arun's shoelaces together. Needless to say, Arun fell flat on his face when he stood up and started to walk. So it was everybody's guess that Arun wanted nothing more than to see Hamid get his just desserts.<br /><br />As Hamid and his ruffian friends cycled past, Arun overheard Hamid challenging his friends to a race. Before his friends could react, Hamid started pedalling like a crazy mouse on a wheel. He shot ahead and disappeared into a corner before his friends could utter, "3825, that was fast!"<br /><br />After Hamid turned a sharp corner, he stopped his bicycle in the middle of the road and turned around to see if his friends were catching up. When he saw that they were still lagging way behind, he tilted his head back and laughed at the sky thinking, "There's no way you fools will ever catch up!"<br /><br />Just then, a red, shiny Porsche appeared behind Hamid, who was still laughing out loud to himself. The sports car tooted its horn, but it was too late. The German-made performance vehicle knocked Hamid down and hence, poor Hamid was toast. He became trapped under the car and was dragged for several metres before the driver finally stopped his car, leaving a glistening trail of scarlet on the road.<br /><br />Arun saw everything. Hamid's friends ran over to his aid, but to be honest, there was nothing much that they could do. After all, several feet of Hamid's intestines were all over the road. Arun thought he saw his pancreas too but he wasn't sure. "I think I'd better do some revision on my Science tonight," he thought to himself.<br /><br />After waiting for several minutes, Arun finally made his way to a nearby telephone booth to call an ambulance. Then he took his sweet time walking over to where the dying Hamid lay, surrounded by his friends who were vomiting everywhere. As Arun got closer, he thought he could detect a faint smell of shit in the air. This was confirmed when he saw Hamid soiling himself uncontrollably.<br /><br />Thirty minutes later, an ambulance arrived. When the ambulance driver saw Hamid lying in a pool of his own blood, urine and faeces, he muttered, "Guys, for this kind of job, you don't need an ambulance. You call a hearse!"<br /><br />"Please la uncle, he's our friend!" *vomits*<br />"But he's almost gone! Furthermore, my ambulance will stink!" *belches*<br />"Please la uncle, have a heart!" *vomits*<br />"Okay okay, let me cover the ambulance with some plastic sheets first." *farts*<br /><br />Minutes later, they bundled Hamid into the back of the ambulance. As they were about to drive off, Arun noticed that they had left several pieces of Hamid's brain behind.<br /><br />"Hey! You forgot these!"<br /><br />So kids, the moral of this story is: Don't cycle around like you own the road. Always be careful and keep your eyes open for any incoming vehicles. If you don't, you are toast. </div> <div class="post-footer"> <div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"> <span class="post-author vcard"><br /></span><span class="post-icons"><span class="item-control blog-admin pid-906924418"><a href="post-edit.g?blogID=16258879&postID=8467560882861266224" title="Edit Post"> </a> </span> </span> </div> <div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"> <span class="post-labels"><br /><a href="http://earthquakeduck.blogspot.com/search/label/gross" rel="tag"></a> </span> </div></div>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-813675015454227222009-06-09T20:45:00.001-07:002009-06-09T20:45:36.296-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBeguUvuDzs&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBeguUvuDzs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-24690643342626838392009-06-09T20:36:00.000-07:002009-06-09T20:37:06.634-07:00Rowan Atkinson<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4d6Ak7K34f4&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4d6Ak7K34f4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-90549715558716924002009-06-09T03:00:00.000-07:002009-06-09T03:02:55.603-07:00Dun Wan Lern's Eassy (click on image to enlarge)<h3 class="post-title entry-title"> </h3> <div class="post-body entry-content"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRkFJL1IgeWXU6G5n-HnCppg41NcXWQwAQPF1Wtac8EJ7VmiQERMG-R_5eL4BqI5C_WzOxD3o5fCQ0fyEkqc8xM38g-6AGh-0_VPgyL0A_o3OWYb1tZNkj1nsTr7zJHOo692lrR2awY0/s1600-h/saraessay.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRkFJL1IgeWXU6G5n-HnCppg41NcXWQwAQPF1Wtac8EJ7VmiQERMG-R_5eL4BqI5C_WzOxD3o5fCQ0fyEkqc8xM38g-6AGh-0_VPgyL0A_o3OWYb1tZNkj1nsTr7zJHOo692lrR2awY0/s400/saraessay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088044888943581202" border="0" /></a> </div> <div class="post-footer"> <div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"> <span class="post-author vcard"><br /></span><span class="post-comment-link"><a class="comment-link" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16258879&postID=5107741726705524791&isPopup=true" onclick="'javascript:window.open(this.href," toolbar="0,location="0,statusbar="1,menubar="0,scrollbars="yes,width="400,height="450"></a> </span></div></div>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-43275652961626786792009-06-09T02:55:00.000-07:002009-06-09T02:58:57.255-07:00Keseronokan Translasi (Maaf, Bahasa Malaysia Aku Menghisap)<div class="post-body entry-content"> <span style="font-family: georgia;">I must've been tired, because when I sat down at the </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;">mamak </span><span style="font-family: georgia;">stall after my class ended, I looked at the menu and saw Minu Man, instead of </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;">minuman</span><span style="font-family: georgia;">. Now that's an idea for another one of my comic series: </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;">The Misadventures of Minu Man</span><span style="font-family: georgia;">. Then this got me thinking about how funny it is whenever you translate an English proper noun into Bahasa Malaysia. For instance, </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;">My Mind Is A Stinking Camera</span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> becomes </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;">Minda Aku Adalah Satu Kamera Yang Berbau Busuk</span><span style="font-family: georgia;">. To prove my point further, allow me to demonstrate with the following translations:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">1. The Chemical Brothers ---> Adik-Beradik Kimia</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">2. Spice Girls ---> Perempuan-Perempuan Rempah</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">3. Pet Shop Boys ---> Budak-Budak Kedai Binatang Kesayangan</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">4. Radiohead ---> Kepala Radio</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">5. Coldplay ---> Mainsejuk</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">6. Bent ---> Bengkok</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">7. Buena Vista Social Club ---> Kelab Sosial Buena Vista</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">8. Everything But The Girl ---> Semua Benda Kecuali Perempuan Itu</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">9. Johnny Cash ---> Johnny Tunai</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">10. Kaiser Chiefs ---> Penghulu-Penghulu Kaiser</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">11. The White Stripes ---> Belang Putih</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">12. Britney Spears ---> Britney Lembing</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">13. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory ---> Charlie dan Kilang Coklat</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">14. Mission Impossible ---> Misi Yang Tidak Mungkin</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">15. Die Hard 4.0 ---> Mati Keras Empat Perpuluhan Kosong</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">16. Ghost Rider ---> Penunggang Hantu</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">17. Fantastic Four ---> Empat Yang Hebat</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">18. Mr Bean ---> Encik Benih</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">19. Spiderman ---> Orang Labah-Labah</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">20. I Know What You Did Last Summer ---> Aku Tahu Apa Yang Kamu Buat Musim Panas Yang Lalu</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Now, I encourage you to come up with some of your own translations. It's a good way to practise your language skills. Who knows, you might even end up being a translator in the future, and in case you didn't know, translators make big bucks. This way, you don't have to end up as a part-time rubbishman/plastic bottle scavenger like me. : ) </span> </div> <span class="post-author vcard"> </span><span class="post-comment-link"><a class="comment-link" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16258879&postID=3674993164370448423&isPopup=true" onclick="'javascript:window.open(this.href," toolbar="0,location="0,statusbar="1,menubar="0,scrollbars="yes,width="400,height="450"></a> </span>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-12500924666230898292009-06-09T02:51:00.000-07:002009-06-09T02:53:51.998-07:00Desperation or Creativity<h3 class="post-title entry-title"> </h3> <div class="post-body entry-content"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZGyBtmez8-Kj3ARazOdKhuJmT8Z_OtbMemET_2sxGNNOsFkCeictCpvt_nHu70e6y-QWJoORxqBTWGakvxX8S4pH2UbJCMdZN9m3mZYGH63c3dK9vmH5H1Tr98CbZNd-g8qOxirHVKdw/s1600-h/findx.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSFn0YCBKhv-7jRxV-CtmW9N7fb9JSuL84Nyl1ethyphenhyphennGlqhyOx_4YYGNXvC6FxHHk0raf8D2DwM7AbzrFutJe169u4PE792rdm-hg6u-ypVdwXBUYS9VT-KRWyMH6JM86T73KE7PzwWDk/s400/batman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105456112153657122" border="0" /></a> </div> <div class="post-footer"> <div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"> <span class="post-author vcard"><br /></span><span class="post-comment-link"><a class="comment-link" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16258879&postID=3708975638941142628&isPopup=true" onclick="'javascript:window.open(this.href," toolbar="0,location="0,statusbar="1,menubar="0,scrollbars="yes,width="400,height="450"></a> </span></div></div>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-58358712972245401812009-06-09T02:47:00.000-07:002009-06-09T02:49:48.173-07:00Darth Vader Is Such A Loser For Reading Harry Potter<h3 class="post-title entry-title"> </h3> <div class="post-body entry-content"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUvrowcjQJnzglqN7k_brf-mwduTqOBZEFbIg6vGxPZxgGv793ZbHZ4UAr-t8PP27NgefAjwv_U9wpy3aMQvIwI9g9CICS7L-NnUBYs0dxewBiIrB6OKm8k6LLQB-IiNfBv5BS3UDenw/s1600-h/darthreadpotter.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUvrowcjQJnzglqN7k_brf-mwduTqOBZEFbIg6vGxPZxgGv793ZbHZ4UAr-t8PP27NgefAjwv_U9wpy3aMQvIwI9g9CICS7L-NnUBYs0dxewBiIrB6OKm8k6LLQB-IiNfBv5BS3UDenw/s400/darthreadpotter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096347029141519106" border="0" /></a> </div> <div class="post-footer"> <div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"> <span class="post-author vcard"> Posted by <span class="fn">earthquakeduck</span> </span> <span class="post-timestamp"> at <a class="timestamp-link" href="http://earthquakeduck.blogspot.com/2007/08/darth-vader-is-such-loser-for-reading.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"><abbr class="published" title="2007-08-08T23:06:00+08:00">11:06 PM</abbr></a> </span> <span class="reaction-buttons"> </span> <span class="star-ratings"> </span> <span class="post-comment-link"> <a class="comment-link" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16258879&postID=686515394275953920&isPopup=true" onclick="'javascript:window.open(this.href," toolbar="0,location="0,statusbar="1,menubar="0,scrollbars="yes,width="400,height="450">2 comments</a> </span> <span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"> </span> <span class="post-icons"> <span class="item-control blog-admin pid-906924418"> <a href="post-edit.g?blogID=16258879&postID=686515394275953920" title="Edit Post"> <img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /> </a> </span> </span> </div> <div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"> <span class="post-labels"> Labels: <a href="http://earthquakeduck.blogspot.com/search/label/grievances" rel="tag">grievances</a>, <a href="http://earthquakeduck.blogspot.com/search/label/pop%20culture" rel="tag">pop culture</a>, <a href="http://earthquakeduck.blogspot.com/search/label/%C3%BCbercool" rel="tag">übercool</a> </span> </div></div>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-70869536225487671712009-06-09T02:45:00.000-07:002009-06-09T02:46:00.637-07:00Yummy Right?I don't know about you, but all these talk about food has gotten me real hungry. So, <span style="font-style: italic;">bon appetit!<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVKDkDGj6Knm3GpGdd6hAltbpqsTsCTQ6zrR8WP7iFOR_rNNyEAwMD5EJWur3NxldH3m1U6xVM614eI__iiidqlLqdBcwTCwQPr5gZo71JcCCPvTih20uoAHAlXvxUUYVCEoiYgRqr0do/s1600-h/scakes.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVKDkDGj6Knm3GpGdd6hAltbpqsTsCTQ6zrR8WP7iFOR_rNNyEAwMD5EJWur3NxldH3m1U6xVM614eI__iiidqlLqdBcwTCwQPr5gZo71JcCCPvTih20uoAHAlXvxUUYVCEoiYgRqr0do/s400/scakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127588675652949682" border="0" /></a> <span class="post-author vcard"> Posted by <span class="fn">earthquakeduck</span> </span> <span class="post-timestamp"> at <a class="timestamp-link" href="http://earthquakeduck.blogspot.com/2007/11/fecal-matters-s-s-s.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"><abbr class="published" title="2007-11-01T02:09:00+08:00">2:09 AM</abbr></a> </span> <span class="reaction-buttons"> </span> <span class="star-ratings"> </span> <span class="post-comment-link"> <a class="comment-link" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16258879&postID=8540697105153379145&isPopup=true" onclick="'javascript:window.open(this.href," toolbar="0,location="0,statusbar="1,menubar="0,scrollbars="yes,width="400,height="450">4 comments</a> </span>Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1324173004413396477.post-66152062380995054462009-06-09T02:39:00.000-07:002009-06-09T02:43:13.511-07:00Other Words to Describe a Homeless Person Beside ''Beggar''<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHvk_x8mMS08YqNGmojVqH3QIU8EZNhHmj3SjmxRImFVQn6waDqfUQ9XProhYzw34QYvn06aBBPm-nzErU9Xadgqp_3Zvxclgx0dVwcMyXz5MMQdEqXqlRCPoItLb3tuU8tHXYzW8g-gw/s1600-h/homeless.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHvk_x8mMS08YqNGmojVqH3QIU8EZNhHmj3SjmxRImFVQn6waDqfUQ9XProhYzw34QYvn06aBBPm-nzErU9Xadgqp_3Zvxclgx0dVwcMyXz5MMQdEqXqlRCPoItLb3tuU8tHXYzW8g-gw/s400/homeless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149997590651028178" border="0" /></a>Kids, did you know that there are many other words which are used to describe a homeless person? For instance, you can use <span style="font-style: italic;">vagabond</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">tramp</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">vagrant</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">beggar</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">bum</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">derelict</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">mendicant </span>or<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;">panhandler</span> besides the generic "beggar."Adrian's bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07046666074298829847noreply@blogger.com2