The AznGeek

Posted by psych at January 31st, 2007

A break from col, people, work, lecturers.. for a day. A break from forces, gravitation, satellites, enzymes, phosphorylation, embargos, trade sanctions, North Korea, China, UN Resolutions. Its more than enough time actually. Tomorrow’s a holiday. Far from perfect timing but I love college on Fridays. It gives me time to do things like this =) Been wanting to post for such a long time. Now I’ve got no excuse not to. Theres a new blogger on the blog. *Must Steal Thunder*

*Warning*Sorry to g33k out on you and go all tech-salivaty but my life as we know it is pretty non-happening right now. Hell no. It is probably at its climax right now, but with things I think is best left inside my head. Lets just say that my life is on track finally. (The usual finger-crossing now) It sure feels right. In any case it’s never been better. Never ever. Ever ever. Haha. I’m psyched with everything at the moment. Yeah. Tech time. Its my first review so its not like I’m overdoing it or anything =p. Enjoy my selfless pimping of a great gadget which has not let me down so far.

Yep, there she is. Not the most expensive, not the most feature-rich[I’m spitballing here]. But it’s sure as hell one of the best looking mp4 players in the market. The Zune. Haha. Well nice looking but still lucks out in other areas. Freaging bright and sharp screen. It beats the Ipods screen by a whole lot of colours. Side-by-side comparisons are actually sad for Ipod. It looks seriously washed out. But I’m not gonna post any pics because I’m not here to hate on Apple. Although I do kinda hate them.

Anyway. The player’s great. Controls are ok. Spec reviews and such can be found everywhere on the net. If youre thinking of getting a player, go for this. No disappointments at all. It looks awesome. Kinda heavy. But having carried the Ipod Video, its not much of a difference.The back is scratch resistant. The newer ones come with a screen protector out of the box so no worries there. No wall charger though mostly. Something about saving costs. Hoho. Yea great way of doing that. Another sucky thing. Viewing the screen from the side is perfect. No difference. The bottom though.. wow. Not good. The black areas are also kinda pixelated if your vid isnt of good quality to begin with. Anything else looks superb. Audio is soso. I actually thought a friends Iriver [forgot which model] sounded better. Maybe I’m just a noob when it comes to equalizer settings. It’s probably the sucky earphones that come with the player tho. Well not sucky per se but earphones that come with players are almost never great. I suck at reviewing. Haha. Didnt wanna bore people with random facts about the player. Like its 30gig drive. I think I’ve used 5gigs and I have no idea what else to put in it. Many features. Themes, wallpapers etc. AN FM recorder!!. Damn awesome feature. Quality’s pretty good too.
Some random pics of mine:

The best sitcom atm                 The back                         The front

Groundbreaking stuff =p. I’m out.

pSyCh

Posted by Morpork at January 30th, 2007

I am not one with Words so I shall not be as prolific a Writer or as professional as one. I shall, however, pretend to be born of the collective imaginary Readers’ imagination and come upon Azngeek as a being of Superior Power. How is it I am a being of Superior Power? Do you not see that all present documentation of Morpork and all that will document Morpork will always be a capital letter ‘I’ in referencing to ME!?

Posted by azngeek at January 29th, 2007

But then, I always get like this. I mean-I like girls. I get on well with them. And I like sex. Not that I’ve had all that much experience of it-not with another person being in the room at the same time, anyway. I just can’t somehow put the two together. I can be getting on really well with a girl but as soon as i get an inkling that there might be a chance of anything happening, I just freeze up. It’s scary. Sex is…well, it’s so rude, isn’t it? You wouldn’t think girls would like sex. You’d think it’s too rude for them. Doing sex with a girl, it’s a bit like putting a frog down their backs or scaring them with dead mice of throwing worms at them. They’re such sensible, grown-up sorts of people. And yet apparently even the nice ones like you sticking the rudest thing you have on your whole body up the exact, rudest part of their body that they have! It doesn’t make a lot of sense to me.

That’s a quotation from the book Doing It, by Melvin Burgess.(The thoughts of one of the characters regarding shall I say it, the taboo of eastern society, SEX) Contemplative book, sexual in theme, and in its own right a breakthrough in revealing the male psych in terms of sexuality. Not all males, but you definitely can see how the characters and thoughts are very much real. Very much every day. Modern day books about sexuality often revolve around the female psych. The confusion, ups and downs, and of course sometimes the down right horniness. Here, we see it from a males perspective. A revelation?I’d have to say so. Reading it, one explores the callousness of the male psych in terms of sex, but also explores how sympathetic they can be. Brings new meaning to too much blood going down there rather than the brain.

How did I feel reading Doing It, by Melvin Burgess? I felt angry, and disappointed in the development of some of the characters and how they handled situations. Somewhat jealous as well. I’m very much unlike them, and I know that I’ve been raised with a different culture. The humor is very much Melvin Burgess, and he pulled it off well. British slang I always find amusing as well.

Overall, I give it a 4.5/5 as a fun yet contemplative read.

So well there you have it. My first review.

Posted by azngeek at January 21st, 2007

So readers. Non-existent, and non-visiting readers. Come on come all. Yes I know. WTF.ZOMG.DIE.WHAT.THE.FUCK. Actual pictures. Sure it’s not ASCII art? Yes I’m quite sure. But, isn’t azngeek.com supposed to be a very distant site whereby the authors are nothing but mindless drones that generate random thoughts through a super computer. Well. If that was true, that would have been pretty cool. But we are one notch lower. One tier below. We are but boys transitioning into men. And over the past year or so, the azngeek has somewhat transformed from a non-personal, attention and acknowledgment seeker to what you’ve been reading the past few posts. We are beginning to write about things that matter. To us. Sometimes. Maybe. Or we could have made it up. But who gives a shit anyways. Well what I’m trying to say is, here’s us, getting close and personal. Cam whoring very well may not be our thing, but here’s a sad attempt anyways, us shameless asians. You can start gouging your eyes out now, and clicking on that ‘x’ button on the top right corner. But here’s us. Azngeek. And Psych. Close. And Personal. Leave comments if you will. Would love to get to know of, and simply get to know our readers. So here I go, and then it’s psych’s turn. Enjoy our moment of weakness and self indulgence people.

Azngeek

-Was born in the wild and raised by hamsters.

-Lied about the first meme fact.

-Was born in Malaysia, raised within a fairly liberal family, except when it comes to the opposite sex. Thus the how you say, disability in this department. Quite shy in them there hills for this particular social skill.

-Am an only son.

-The label geek has been with me for as long as I can remember. Till this day it’s still a mystery why. I may never know. (Unless being slightly able as an academic, and being highly involved and interested with technological happenings and the workings of technological urm stuff -How can a geek say something so unintelligible?-, and liking sci-fi and other forms of fiction as a whole could warrant this dastardly label? I think not)

-A strong believer in the wise words of some unknown person (Though I’d attribute these wise words to confucious, because he’s asian, and I’m asian, win-win situation); “Our bodies are temples”, and that we have to take care of our bodies. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not metrosexual. Actually, I’m the anti-metrosexual. Maybe it’s because I trashed my body as a kid, being the supposed geek and all, sitting on my ass, and just getting up to move from A to B for food, the idiot boxes, and pseudo-pretend-studying. Trying to make up for lost time I guess. About the metrosexual bullshit. Pink is not the new black people. I’m the new black.

-Passionate about animals, and by virtue of a person disliking animals, I judge the person instantly giving them -100000 armor, -10000 intelligence, -10000 strength, and -10000 agility. Through the prestigious and overly righteous pompous azngeek judgment, the person receives a negative 492,345 brownie points.

-Am not and have not ever really been into alcohol. I have my reasons.

-Aspire to use azngeek as a pimping portal for friends and strangers pimping people all over the world. Sif noob.

-Oh, you might have picked up I’m a gamer. Dungeon keeper, starcraft, warcraft, and counterstrike ftw. Ftw.

Psych

Heyo. Psych here. Azngeek got to go first. I feel disadvantaged. The title… I dont really get. Anyway since this is the bottom half of a pretty lengthy post, I’m counting on all you skimmers to PAY MORE ATTENTION >>>>HERE<<<<

I thought Photoshop could do wonders. I still don’t look like a pr0nstar. Dang. Shameless Asians r pwning the web. Need to practice camwhoring techniques. Not that I’m gonna become one. Lazy people are just not cut out for it. I’ll get straight to the meme-ing. Pointless unless I get a date out of all this mind-wrenching moment of vulnerability. Or I could just type out a bunch of lies and no-one would be the wiser… Hmm..

-My mind falls into the gutter very very often. I have the ability to pervert absolutely regular things. That doesn’t make me perverse. I think sex is extremely subjective and I just happen to view it in a slightly different light than most people. I’m not the only one though. I find more people like me everyday. We’re building an army. Well, no. Obviously.

-Sometimes I get emotional to the point that I just sit in my room with the speakers on almost full blast and just stare at the ceiling until I start seeing spots. Guess it’s a habit left over from when I learned about those burst vessels in your eyes which cause you to see floating objects when you stare at the sky. Once I read about it I just couldn’t stop doing it. Passes the time real quick.

-Read in the papers when I was in primary school about a guy committing suicide after he had his heart broken. I didn’t get it then. I get it now. Never felt suicidal before but I can understand why he did it. Not that it justifies his actions but I don’t think its impossible anymore like I used to. Just a random fact.

-I’m not afraid of getting into any more relationships with girls. Just very very cautious. Its stupid to feel so strongly about someone when you’re so young. So the next time it happens, its gonna be real. I know it.

Now on to the stuff I should have started off with:

-I freagin love horror movies. No matter how lame. Although some lame ones have really pissed me off in the past. I prefer newer Asian ones and classic American ones. The whole IKnowWhatYouDidLastSummer, Scream, running away from a guy with a knife thing wore off on me a long, long time ago. Bring on the blue babies, floating heads, possessed girls etc.

-I think I mentioned this before, but I’m masochistic. At least thats the only term in my dictionary which comes close to describing it. It used to be candle wax and stuff. Now it’s evolved into poking myself with blunt objects. Pens etc. I think its starting to get serious. Doubt I’ll start cutting myself. Scarring sucks. I just like non-invasive external pain. For example- breaking a leg or a knife puncture = BAD. Slight bruises and really really hard massages = SO SO GOOD.

-I like alcohol. I’ve never been pissed drunk because I know my limits =) But its nice to let go a little without being a drunk biatch. Unlike Azngeek, I think my body is a wonderland. I jog.. because of boredom and the need to look at the evening sun and the random girls who happen to be out at the same time. Ok sometimes I do it when I feel fat but that doesn’t happen all the time.

-This is longer than expected. Wth, its a Saturday. I love games. Not the sporty kinds. The PC kinds. Graphics with the colourfullness and crispness to make any able-sighted person wonder who ever thought to come up with it. Blizzard and Bullfrog have done all I ever wanted and more. I love them. I probably would be a different person without them. All those days, weeks and months with Starcraft, Warcraft2+3, DK+DK2, Diablo1+2 must have affected me on SOME level. I guess I’ll never know.

Well thats it. Not inspiring nor even interesting at some points. But my job is done. Let this post no be in vain. Hell there are some really weird qualities of mine up there. But then again, I’m just a regular guy so I can’t begin to imagine the things you are hidind =) Lmao. Not accusing. Just musing. Don’t know how this is supposed to end. So. Let’s leave it at that. Edit away Azngeek. Not sure if i left the html in tatters or not. You just Had to use colours didnt ya?

Posted by azngeek at January 19th, 2007

So dear readers.

Over the past 24 hours the azngeek has been accused off being the spawn of Satan, and get this, a slightly apprehensive psychopath that cracks under the tiniest of pressures. Ok. Fine. I lied. On both counts. But I got your attention didn’t I, all you 10000 gazillion non-existent commenters. And you 5 commenters. (Five because I can count five with one hand. You see. I can count dammit) I didn’t forget you, my huge sea of 5 commenters. I’m highly thoughtful am I not. I feel like I deserve multiple stars for this. And about the accusations. Well. There aren’t actually any super serious accusations where I’m supposed to be castrated and stuff. And FINE FINE. No one has actually REALLY accused me of anything, but you know sometimes, when you are hard on yourself for being a bum and not updating and like being the big geek that I am not working more on my website using-a-pre-made-skin-i-should-burn-in-hell, and you know just stuff like that. I’m ranting right now if you didn’t notice. It’s 1:46 am right now as I type this. But back to the accusations bit.

A-kew-sation 1 (I kill Sei Xien 1 - sounds like a movie does it not?, ala kill bill 1 or not)

Well I know I’m a muppet for not putting more effort into actually making azngeek all nice and pretty? Well. Simple. I like the minimalist design and I’m just plain lazy as you people might have gathered.

A-kew-sation 2

Why have I not been updating as much? Well partially because I’ve been busy. Busy with work. With life. And just sorting things out. Personal. And some not so personal. Some problems of others that I’ve kindly and imbecilically taken upon myself to right. Though don’t you even start on about how there’s no black and white between wrong and right. Otherwise you are asking for a balls clobbering time.

A-kew-sation 3
The lack of quality in the posts. Refer to A-kew-sation 2.

Posted by azngeek at January 17th, 2007

The dim lights flickers,
The typewriter stutters,
The hands they flutter,
Here it comes,
There it goes,
I feel it, in my fingers,
even in my toes.

A story unfolds,
One that was told,
By me dear friends,
Now who’s bold?
The heart at rest,
A story off the chest,
Timing’s not the best,
But here it is,
I bare my soul,
Leave me out in the cold.
Let it be my story.

One she never wrote,
She never told,
Even as we grow old,

She leaves me to my typewriter.

The dim lights flickers,
The typewriter stutters,
The hands they flutter,
Here it comes,
There it goes,
I feel it, in my fingers,
even in my toes.

Hay guys. This is my first poem in like forever :>. Completely azngeek material. Suiting after a semi-ramble-confession post if I might add. Confessions are better without proof reading. Has a sincerity to it. That’s what I think at least.

Random Quote : “Going to see Akon? Who are they? A Hong Kong boyband?”

Posted by psych at January 15th, 2007

Again. After so many weeks. Thought she left for good. Nah ’she’ is not some innanimate object which i name at the end of the post. Not a cookie. Not a fire hydrant, car, laptop, whatever. Its a girl. Made of flesh and skin =)
I like cute things. Cute as in chubby-and-adorable or whatever it is now. People find it unusual.. but its not a sexual attraction. More like a younger sister kinda adorableness you want .. your younger sister or good friend to possess. Nice start. Update in points coming up.
-Only three classes now so i get to chill for most of the day with brunch with friends at like 10 something. Swwweeeeet.

-Trump and the gay woman are/were at odds with each other. Just found out. Im not a huge Trump fan but I kinda hate her. Just because she scares me. I hate things that scare me. Evil Demon Clowns included.

-My Zen Vision Is not Here Yet. Its been 20 days since Christmas. Need to drive to KL to get cousin to give me my precious….

- Rice is in the Arab region promoting peace. Hope it works. Pardon me if I don’t hold my breath.

- Scary JuOn Blue Kidlike person was staring at me in the Train Station. Moved away from him.

-Totally forgot about making resolutions and stuff. So im just gonna settle with get into a good, stable, and potentially awesome relationship. Treat people around me better. Try daily wear contacts. They maketh me curious.

-A random lecturer told me my accent wasn’t Malaysian. What exactly does a Malaysian sound like? o0… People who havent lived here long enough should make comments like that.

I’m all out.

PS- Try to save resources. OK? Paper, water, waste etc. Itll make a difference. As if you didnt know already. If Mother Earth could bitch in a blog, what a blog it would be.

Its JON here btw. Not TIM. Thanks for reading.

pSyCh

Posted by azngeek at January 9th, 2007

Psych stole my thunder.  (Psych is Jon, Azngeek is me Tim, for the record, again!)
I was thinking of posting something has heart wrenching as that after having this stupidly painful conversation. Not with myself. That would just be weird. Not to say that I don’t talk to myself like I am doing so now. But that’s completely beside the point. Psych still stole my thunder. My moment of truth. To make people cry. To know that us masculine sensitive blokes still exist.
Psych talked about Y. And I won’t disclose her fullname either. For me, it’s V. She’s in league with Y. The type of girl that would make a man’s man, cry to sleep. They make us men feel like we are falling, falling a million miles from grace. From safety. To an abyss. V and another girl have made me felt like that. So I’m one down from psych. Everyone else have just very much been emotional rebounds. Ricocheting off the edges the cliffs from what would otherwise have been a painless free fall until the moment of collision. It really does suck big dirty Harry’s balls, when you think about it. That us masculine men would be rendered to masculine men that cry to themselves when they are alone in the corner of a dark room with grey walls and a freaky potrait of a perverted old man eyeing the masculine man. Quite disgusting really. I still refuse to believe that us men of men can just crumble. But then again, girls like that, with their smell, their smiles and their sickeningly perfect sense of fashion that seem to be aimed to go for a kill, without a license to do so, can do many things to a man.
I think that’s all for now… busy. Damn.

Kthxbye.

Azngeek