Unfortunately, his watch has stopped, and he cannot tell if he is late or not. Then, he notices a patient similarly strolling about within the hospital fence.

Calling out to the patient, the man says, “Pardon me, sir, but do you have the time?”

The patient calls back, “One moment!” and throws himself upon the ground, pulling out a short stick as he does. He pushes the stick into the ground, and, pulling out a carpenter’s level, assures himself that the stick is vertical.

With a compass, the patient locates north and with a steel ruler, measures the precise length of the shadow cast by the stick.

Withdrawing a slide rule from his pocket, the patient calculates rapidly, then swiftly packs up all his tools and turns back to the pedestrian, saying, “It is now precisely 3:29 pm, provided today is August 16th, which I believe it is.”

The man can’t help but be impressed by this demonstration, and sets his watch accordingly.

Before he leaves, he says to the patient, “That was really quite remarkable, but tell me, what do you do on a cloudy day, or at night, when the stick casts no shadow?” The patient holds up his wrist and says, “I suppose I’d just look at my watch.”

Well to begin with, it’s been almost a month since my last update. People are starting to ask me if I’m abandoning my blog.

No.
I’m not abandoning my blog. Just been a little too busy adapting to my new life in University.
Still, I’m struggling to adapt, being far from mom, dad and brothers is kind of hard to take at first…but ah well, and I’m doing pretty good running up and down to JB every-single -week- from Melaka just to be with grandma on weekends.

Not doing my laundry is just an excuse to see them. Ha-ha-.

Well, now I’m on my very first semester break. On holiday for more than 3 weeks.
What bliss.

Now, about my University life in Melaka.

To start with, I have no means of transport .So; I’m left with no choice but walking and transport bus.
And Melaka is very, very hot.
Having to walk to classes and shops made me appreciate my rides with mom…MOM!!

Talking about her, she never fails to call me twice, the least everyday, one in the morning (she’s my morning alarm call) and one in the night. Just to make sure I made through the day.
And also multiple calls from dad. He calls me a thousand times a day. This is the only thing he says on the phone.

I cannot go out after 8.
I cannot go out with friends at all.
I cannot drive in Melaka.
I cannot flirt. Meaning, NO GIRLFRIEND.

Lucky thing I’ve found some real good friends in MMU, housemates, Yogen and Kumar are really helpful.
Khaled and his international friends are always there whenever I accidentally lock my room (which happens quite often).

Lecturers are good, my favorite is Mdm.Noradzilah. She is so funny. Don’t know why she has the tendency to call Indian guys from other groups with my name. Pity them. AND, she notices every time I don’t comb my hair. How cool can a lecturer be?

Life is pretty hectic there. Exams, tutorials, assignments are always handed in at the verge of deadlines.
You can’t blame us though. We are still getting used to it. Glad my friends always know of stuff that happens. Unbelievable. They always know all the dates and deadlines. And I don’t even know when my sem break ends. Pfff.

And…*drum rolls*

CHICKS…

The chicks…

I guess I’ll save that for another day.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   ~aiden

well, I’m just a mirror.
so , who are you pointing at ?

whoa..maybe I shud be a poet or something..Just a random post..think about it..

Yesterday was the most fucked up valentines day I ever had.. Not that I had a good one though .

But yesterday was too much that I couldn’t take it. Right from the start It was really f*cked up.. First I was all alone in my apartment on Valentine’s day..Let alone friends ,I was even far from my parents.. Next, no girl called me up and wished me..How pathetic is that. Not even one. I waited for24 hours and no wishes..

(Finally I got one after posting up my frustration in Friendster at 12.30 am). So my activities for that evening,

We went out …to Melaka Sentral (a bus station.)

My transport – a transport bus which made the bloodiest noise.

So after that, we decided to have our dinner. Dinner at a Mamak stall. At a dark corner of the road. There was not even candle ..

So we had to eat in the dark accompanied by the soothing music of “Goal!!” and the annoying sound of pasing cars.. After that,we had to walk all the way to our apartment since we couldn’t find any transport. And the most f*cked up of it all…

We,we and we was actually a GUY and me.

I had to spend the whole evening with a guy!! That is the most humiliating Valentine’s day one could possibly have.

p/s shud hv done it earlier but the connection here in MMU is really bad..

## and Im still single fyi ##

These are a fraction of my friends..
and I shall remember ..
WAIT.
Lets talk about the abominable stuff that happened throughout our school years for a change.

1. Alaginial-I shall remember,it is your father who taught me Geography
2. Andrew Wong-I shall remember, that I am your thaiko forever
3. Chee-I shall remember,I had a fight with you and I’m sorry about it.
4. Hoe Siang-I shall remember, that you resemble Phu Chu Kang so much in the early years of secondary school
5. Yi Ning-I shall remember,You’re the girl who cursed in tamil although you don’t understand them
6. Colin-I shall remember,That I tried to make you talk by annoying you so much and shall have the pride of being the person you talked the most with.
7. Daryl-I shall remember, your camera and superb photos but sigh..I’m not in your lens’ focus.
8. Glenn-I shall remember,we share the same birthday
9. Yuet Ping-I shall remember,the self-made birthday card you and Chooi Ping gave me
10. Chooi Ping-I shall remember,that you are the blurrest person that I had ever seen
11. Wei Jian-I shall remember, your perfectly shaped hair with tonnes of gel back in form 1
12. Ian-I shall remember,you told me what i should do as a prefect.*the real thing
13. Chian Woon-I shall remember,I had pissed you so much that I waited a year JUST to say sorry
14. Lashiny-I shall remember,I only started talking to you after you broke your leg.Thank you for that.
15. J-Cyn-I shall remember,I learned about football from a you, a girl.
16. Yi wen-I shall remember,that your name is actually Yiwen
17. Yuen Wen-I shall remember,that how much you are interested in guys,biologically
18. Chia Ching-I shall remember,all the absurd things you had done in class.
19. Han shin-I shall remember,you said something about my nose in chinese. I’ll assume its a compliment.
20. Jee Yan-I shall remember,How different you are in friendster
21. Kah Wai-I shall remember,stuff that you ask me about guys.
22. Ramanan-I shall remember, how scared I got when I saw your chest hair which is thicker than my dad’s
23. Sachin-I shall remember,that you are Barney’s No.1 FAN
24. Samuel-I shall remember, that you pinched my nipple countless times..and it hurt like hell
25. Kit Kei-I shall remember, that I should never pick a fight with you..EVER..
26. Ming Sern-I shall remember, that u bugged me so much I was thinking of changing school
27. Jae Rene-I shall remember,that u secretly laughed at my stupid jokes and dumb questions.
28. Jacson-I shall remember, never once I teased you when he, he and he teased you
29. Winnie HAR-I shall remember,You study in the same class as your sister
30. Yvonne HAR-I shall remember,You study in the same class as your sister
31. Firdaus-I shall remember,that I must dress in such ways when there’s a function in school
32. Andrew Raj-I shall remember,that I need to pay you for my site yearly
33. Thinesh-I shall remember,That I left you alone at the canteen when you first transfered to this school
34. Dharma-I shall remember, that you used to be shorter than me
35. Arronan-I shall remember, the number 9
36. Viki-I shall remember,your message to her
37. Kishaal-I shall remember,that we DO NOT look alike
38. Sobbashini-I shall remember,stuff that we enjoy telling each other

For the rest of you that I did not jot down here ..I’m sorry .I did not forget you.
Do stay in touch and hope to see you guys in days to come.

Well ..thats about it on my remorseful post about my friends.
Hope it can bring up memories (good or bad) .
Those who happen to read this can contact me through my msn or e-mail
msn v.kalai@yahoo.com
e-mail me@vkalai.com

I will miss u guys.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Ok stop !!

Lets do this again.That is not right..

Yeah!!! New year is coming

The new year is coming in another couple of hours and we ought to have new year’s resolutions which I hope won’t be screwed up like mine..
Ok maybe not that screwed up..
One resolution that I’m keen of not achieving is a few more inches in height.Sigh.

Anyway

Wishing all my readers a

Happy New Year !!

After class she walked up to me and
asked me for the notes she had missed
the day before, and I handed them to
her.She said ‘thanks’ and gave me a
kiss on the cheek. I wanted to
tell her. I wanted her to know that I
don’t want to be just friends. I
love her, but I’m just too shy. And I
don’t know why.

11th Grade…

The phone rang. It was her on the
other end. She was in tears, mumbling
on and on about how her love had
broke her heart.

She asked me to come over because she
didn’t want to be alone, so I
did. As I sat next to her on the sofa,
I stared at her soft eyes,
wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, a
Drew Barrymore movie,and three bags of
chips, she decided to go to sleep. She
looked at me,said ‘thanks,’ and gave
me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell
her. I want her to know that I don’t
want to be just friends. I love her,
but I’m just too shy.And I don’t know
why.

12th Grade…

The day before prom she walked to
my locker. ‘My date is sick,’ she
said. He’s not going to go. Well,
I didn’t have a date and in 7th grade
we made a promise that if neither
of us had dates we would go together
just as ‘best friends,’ so we
did.

Prom night, after everything was
over,I was standing at her front door
step. I stared at her. She smiled at me
and stared at me with her crystal
eyes. I want her to be mine, but she
doesn’t think of me like that,and I
know it. Then she said, ‘I had
the best time,thanks!’ and gave me a
kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her.
I want her to know that I don’t
want to be just friends. I love her,
but I’m just too shy. And I don’t know
why…

Graduation Day…

A day passed. A week passed. A
month passed. Before I could blink, it
was graduation day. I watched as
her perfect body floated like an angel
up on stage to get her diploma. I
wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t
notice me like that, and I knew
it. Before everyone went home, she came
to me in her smock and hat, and
she cried as I hugged her. Then, she
lifted her head from my shoulder
and said, ‘You’re my best friend,
thanks!’ and gave me a kiss on
the cheek. I want to tell her. I want
her to know that I don’t want to be
just friends. I love her, but I’m just
too shy. And I don’t know why…

A Few Years Later…

Now, I sit in the pews of the
church. She is getting married,now. I
watched her say, ‘I do’ and drive
off to her new life, married to
another man. I wanted her to be
mine but she didn’t see me like that,
and I knew it. But before she
drove away, she came to me and
said, ‘You came!’ She said, ‘thanks!’
and kissed me on the cheek.I want to
tell her. I want her to know that I
don’t want to be just friends. I love
her, but I’m just too shy. And I
don’t know why…

Funeral…

Years pass, and I looked down at
the coffin of the girl who used to be
my best friend.’ At the service
they read a diary entry she had wrote
in her high school years. This is
what it read: I stare at him wishing he
were mine. But he doesn’t notice
me like that, and I know it. I want to
tell him. I want him to know that
I don’t want to be just friends. I
love him, but I’m just too shy, and I
don’t know why. I wish he would
tell me he loved me…i wish I did
too…i thought to myself, and I
cried.

Ish..ish..ish.. touchingnyer ..
Just a dumb reason to blog after 2 weeks off..

No Sidebars Defined

Error message :You are seeing this message because the theme you are currently using isn’t widget-aware, meaning that it has no sidebars that you are able to change. For information on making your theme widget-aware, please follow these instructions.

Let me teach you how we handle this situation.
First take a deep breath and think outside the box.
You don’t need to ask people to do it.
Problem : Couldn’t put MyBlogLog Widget in my site.

Reason: As said earlier my sidebar isn’t widget-aware(what the heck is that, I don’t know)
Why:This all started after I changed my theme and my webmaster is in India .

Now this is the interesting part ..Keep reading.

How it got solved : I brilliantly accessed my old theme and copied the sidebar codes.(which had all the bloglog , in fact it even contained my Pagerank details and I disclose badge).
Then , I went to my new theme’s sidebar and erased all the details.
Instead of it’s own codes , i pasted the old theme’s codes in the new theme’ sidebar.
I was risking it ,I know, but wouldn’t be posting it if it failed now would I ?

Results:I thought since I changed the whole sidebar codes , my sidebar is now widget-aware but it seems that it FAILED.
So I did post it although I failed.
But wait.
Now my new sidebar has bloglog widget, i disclose badge and even pagerank status.
Smart eh ?
So who cares if my sidebar is not widget-aware.
I GOT WHAT I WANTED.
Now congratulate me people ..
I soooo smart la.
So what you think?Should I leave it as it is ?
Wouldn’t it bring  any problem ?

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Note:I do not encourage you to do the same.I only did this after i backed up my site and out of boredom.I suggest you wait for you webmaster to return from India(in my case) to do any sort of editing.Any damage to your site caused by this post is YOUR PASAL.

So anyone can help me out here.

How do you do backup?

Tell me , WTF as in (Why the Fcuk) is it so hard for all of you ..Yeah..you..you..
Don’t pretend like I’m not pointing at you.
You also never comment wan ok ?
..Anyway..why is it so hard for aaaalll of you to comment ?huh?huh?
Already I have no Bloglog widget to see whether anyone is actually clicking on my site or not..
..since i changed my theme .
Bet you didn’t even know that did ya ?

No.How could you?You never take interest in it.Because you never bother to comment.
No one say my theme nice also.Fcuk YOU.
Or MAYBE no one actually reads my posts..

If not why ?Why ?? Why???
Answer me you *@#$$%^..
I’m just so pissed of right now..
No more Mr.nice guy.
Suck my dcik la ..
I spend so much time writing , putting pictures, finding inspiration but no one comment .
FAAAAARK YOU..
YOU THINK WHAT , WRITING VERY EASY AR ?
So tell me..

• is my blog too lame for you to comment ?
• You just can’t find my stupid blog in PPS ?
• You think I just crap in my blog
• My blog is not important to comment because i only got PR2
• just because i don’t use vulgar words , my posts are not interesting ? Fcuk you la..Nah .. is it interesting enough for you now?
• What ? You see Aiden’s Blog only you skip la ..You dumbfcuk..
• Just because I don’t say ‘please do drop me a comment ‘, ‘let me know what you think’ and stuff like that?
• Or you’re just a fcuking retard that can’t find the ‘Submit Comment‘

No ?Not that? Then why won’t you comment in here.
Listen here you arss holes.When you don’t comment, it feels like no one is actually reading my post.
How would you feel if you’re in my shoes ?
You never mindla..You just b*tch about other bloggers also you still get so many comments.

And No.. don’t bother to read my About Me page after this..
You don’t bother comment but sibuk wan read about me for what ?
NO NEED !!!

I mean how hard can it be to write a line or two huh ?
Something like
yes aiden..true aiden..I agree..I disagree..
What ?So hard is it ?
Just type something and then click “Submit comment”

Sumore ..the worst of the lot are my friends.You know me and yet you just go away without a single hai bye ??
You no good people..
Sumore can say Sooo Lame behind my back..Nah..Faark you too !!

I tell you what ..
Read this

-I WAS HERE-

You don’t even have to write.
Copy that and paste it in my comment box.
Easykan ?
Not that I’m desperate for comments or what ..
Ok.. No.
Its so darn obvious ..
Yes I do need comments to keep me going.

There, I said it.
No need to hide-hide all..
I know each of you feel the same way ..you just don’t want your face value to drop to a big fat 0 don’t you?
Some so kiasu ..If comment kurang also cannot ..
Faark you la ..
I don’t have ANY comments ok..

I think ar I get more spam comments then your own comment la..

Farking embarrassing..

See i got two spams compared to 1 comment on my previous post. (click view image to view bigger

There ——–>

-I WAS HERE- (copy paste)
Just in case you missed it just now.