I hope that my New Year’s Eve celebration will look like the following videos.
HE-MAN & LION-O @ 80’s Cartoon Party! (Part 1)
HE-MAN Hooks Up! THUNDERCAT C-BLOCKED! Cobra Island Rave 2 (Part 2)
Life’s so good for a cartoon character. 
Anyway, if I am too drunk and annihilated to update later, Happy New Year and farewell 2006, you won’t be fucking missed. 
My result after taking the Quiz.
I am kind of glad to know that I’ve got a somewhat New Yorkish-tinge in my conversational English accent. Admitably though, I remember quite a long time ago during my tertiary years that an Australian lady actually approached my friend and I as to our country of origin, seeing that she had a hard time pinning our accent. She actually said that my friend and I had a very “clean” and “different” accent from what’s she’s accustomed to listening to from students that came from my country of origin.
Though indeed wasn’t anything very notable but still, it was a very interesting encounter to say the least. 
Simply because it was hard for them to actually stereotype us based on our conversational English.
Ah…
Come to think of it, this all reminds me of this website, Overhead in New York, to which I should pay a visit to practice the local New Yorker slangs.
I think I need not explain the reasoning for the title of this post.
Why?
Because the above conclusion was derived from an extremely informative Saturday Night Live segment that I just had the pleasure of viewing.
“Communication” by The Cardigans
For 27 years I’ve been trying to believe and confide in.
Different people I’ve found.
Some of them got closer then others.
And someone wouldn’t even bother and then you came around.
I didn’t really know what to call you, you didn’t know me at all.
But I was happy to explain.
I never really knew how to move you.
So I tried to intrude through the little holes in your veins.
And I saw you.
But that’s not an invitation.
That’s all I get.
If this is communication.
I disconnect.
I’ve seen you, I know you.
But I don’t know.
How to connect, so I disconnect.You always seem to know where to find me and I’m still here behind you.
In the corner of your eye.
I’ll never really learn how to love you.
But I know that I love you through the hole in the sky.Where I see you.
And that’s not an invitation.
That’s all I get.
If this is communication.
I disconnect.
I’ve seen you, I know you.
But I don’t know.
How to connect, so I disconnect.Well this is an invitation.
It’s not a threat.
If you want communication.
That’s what you get.
I’m talking and talking.
But I don’t know.
How to connect.
And I hold a record for being patient.
With your kind of hesitation.
I need you, you want me.
But I don’t know.
How to connect, so I disconnect
I disconnect
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The Cardigans - Communication
Who are the hardest hit victims of this catastrophe?
The dolphins of course!
I mean, the international link for the South-East Asia region has been damaged so badly that I’m certain that all the major teleco’s have already started to mobilize their army of dolphins in a massive effort in ’smashing’ the damaged cables back into place.
Those poor, poor dolphins. =(
God bless those poor, over-worked dolphins. =(
As one can observe from the current theme on my blog here, it can only mean one thing…
Santa Claus is coming to town!
And man, does he look ready to dish out some ‘joy’.
Santa posing for the camera before beginning his gift giving OP in the more ‘unfriendly’ OPFOR nations.
Don’t worry folks, the Heckler & Koch MP5A2 (as evidenced by the fixed butt stock and Navy trigger group) he carries should be more than sufficient enough in taking out any hostiles that might, regretfully, decide to engage him. Plus, I must applaud Santa’s smart choice of weaponry, seeing that he does technically operate within a CQB environment, with chimneys, rooms and all.
Why? Cause I like, and hopefully as do the one’s who visit this blog!
Now, enough talk! Time to enjoy more Didem!
God, I can never get tired of watching this…
Oddly enough, I have this weird desire to play Prince of Persia after watching this video. 
Watch the following video and draw your own conclusions. As for me, I firmly hold on to my belief that he is indeed such, a borderline metro.
He-Man does 4 non-blondes
Evidently, as buff he is, he seems to be extremely in touch with his feelings. Then again, wasn’t He-Man the first ever buff dude to wear ‘pink‘?
Then again, he might not even be metrosexual to start with! Hmmm…
I guess there’s more than meets the eye in the going on’s of Castle Grayskull… In which I’ll provide even more irrefutable evidence in my next post.
You know something?
After making the last 2 posts and just reviewing photographs during that period has made me realize what were the things that used to make me very happy with my life.
Feelings of kind heartedness and the free good will towards humanity and the pleasant hope that everyone in the world is indeed full of kindness.
The things that make me happy are,
The ‘Flying Fox’ platform. Hilarity soon ensues.
In the year 2004, a group of friends and I attended a small 3 day Paramilitary camp as sponsored by a political party here in my village, called the Sarawak United People’s Party (SUPP). My friends and I were grouped into teams, with other attendess, and were led by some ex-military personnel in the training, which were our Drill Sergeants.
In the first day, we all underwent a military-styled obstacle course that was climaxed with a “rope gliding”(?) event called the ‘Flying Fox‘.
