VOI: October 2002 Archives

After -me-'s last posting, i received emails from people asking me who -me- is. Some even suggested that -me- is me, in that i'm using a pseudonym to write as -me-. But i promise you, i'm not -me- (gosh, that's confusing) and i have no idea who -me- is.

I have my own theories. I thought that -me- might be a woman, although his writings seem to represent the male perspective. With his latest entry to the VOI, it seems that he is a he. Its either that or he's very well informed about the inner workings and intentions of the male species.

Hahaha. You may disagree with him on many points (i know i do), but just take everything with a pinch of salt, and enjoy a humourous read.

Some people were never meant to fit into the traditional concepts that we have of "education". Some people were just not "built" for the class room chair, for the endless deadlines, the chalk on the board, the lectures from a drone we call "teacher". I'm not one of those people.

But a friend of mine is. She's a person who has "failed" in school, but is unwilling to give up because she doesn't want to be a failure. I've suggested to her that giving up is not failing. Failure to realise when its time to try a different tack is.

I must have been 6 years old when dad brought home my first personal computer (PC). It was a spanking new Apple II with a whopping 32kb (!!) of memory. Even back then, Apple had the coolest designs and this is reflected in the sleekness of the Apple II. It came with a 5.25 inch floppy drive (no hard drives back then), a 16-colour monitor and a keyboard that made typewriters feel proud. Its hard to describe how much i learned with that RM5,000 piece of plastic and sillicon, how much fun it gave me, and how it started me down the path of Geek-dom.

Read the History of the Apple II

I have no idea who -me- (that's all this person wants to be known as) is, but the stories that -me- has shared with the VOI have been absolutely hilarious experiences. What makes the stories even more valuable is that each seem to have a deeper meaning above and beyond the humour. A blend of humour, education and just silly logic = a great, GREAT read.

Catch up on the latest tale of Mat Yan and -me-, this time about women and what they talk about.

Thanks, -me- for your willingness to share. I really appreciate it.

I think the 100% vote Saddam just received from his people can mean only one thing: war is only moments away in the Middle East. Had a very interesting chat with Angel Fidelis, a good friend of mine. From her perspective as a Christian, things don't look too good.

As Scott Bakula of "Quantum Leap" fame would say, "Oh, boy."

It was 1995 and the "Gods" were visiting my place of study, the International Islamic University Malaysia, Matriculation Center. The gods i'm referring to really did seem like ones to me: their poise, their eloquence, their self-made style, confidence oozing from every inch of their being. It was truly inspiring to watch them debate that night, in a hall packed to the brim (it was standing room only), and the applause they received afterwards was deafening, the issues they had made us think about lasting (it was a debate about free speech).

All i could think about at the end of it, as i sat there looking at them come down from the stage was: i want to be like them. I wanted to be like Taufik, Latif, Ganesh, Robert and the rest.

The "debate gods" in 1996: from left to right Fahda, me, Imran (my mentor), Dr Rashid (hidden; club advisor), Dr Nik (patron), Dr Ariff (hidden; club advisor), Taufik (God # 1), Muhammad (God #2), Latif (God #3), Dawud, Robert (God #4) and Uzma (God #5)

Wrote a letter to some of the major dailies in Malaysia (The Star and New Straits Times) suggesting that they consider running a competition to find the best malaysian blog. Not sure how this will pan out but its just an idea i had after reading about the competition that was run by the Guardian (UK) to find the best british blog. Been doing some searching, and it seems that there are a very large number of Malaysians who create and maintain blogs, especially teenagers and young adults.

Let's see what happens.

Had a very interesting discussion with a friend over lunch today, about our horoscopes, and how it has an influence on our personality. Personally, i've never believed in horoscopes and stuff like it, but it is interesting to note the coincidences that invariably appear. Or maybe these coincidences occur because our mind plays a trick on us and we want to be associated to those values that our horoscopes say is what we are.

{ a friend } says:
Virgo Male [August 23-September 23 - Virgo]
If you are dating a Virgo male, go slowly. They hate to make mistakes. He will take you out to nice clean respectable establishments, and go to the movies with you. He does not go out dancing or rabble rousing with the guys. He is a solitary person, whose social group is small.Virgo males are inclined to computers, and the geeky stuff. How
Aizuddin says:
ah shit!! that's so true!!!
Aizuddin says:
where did you get that?
Aizuddin says:
hahahah
Aizuddin says:
solitary person? yup
{ a friend } says:
However, he could balance your checkbook for you. Do not dress like a slut. Be chic!
Have no children from previous marriages. Don't be too talkative. He shies away from party animals. He wants to date someone with a purpose in life. Be interesting, and invite him to your workplace. He can visualize his name hyphenated after yours on the nameplate on your desk.
Aizuddin says:
"purpose in life" - YES
Aizuddin says:
"shies away from party animals" - YES
{ a friend } says:
Virgo men can be workaholics, that way they can avoid "nooners". Virgo males are not usually sexually promiscuous. Sex won't happen until you push for it but be sure to have your STD test results handy. He will marry you in time, lots of time, be patient. Your Virgo male won't divorce you, once in love, it's for keeps!
Aizuddin says:
actually, i prefer the term "family man"
{ a friend } says:
hahaha
Aizuddin says:
"won't divorce" - YES
Aizuddin says:
"not sexually promiscuous" - DEPENDS before or after marriage LOL

When both my father's parents were still alive, it was a tradition in the Cheong family to gather at their house every Sunday for brunch and to catch up with each other's lives.

For me, it meant smoochy kisses on the forehead and cheek, and some quality time with my cousin, Chiah Howe, who's just a month older than me so we could really relate. On one such Sunday (i was 4, this was in 1980), it was bright and sunny outside, i remember. By the end of the day, i was lying flat on my back, in a deep state of unconsciouness, on a hospital bed.

Had a very long discussion with a friend of mine who lives in the Philippines. He's a law student, very brilliant and he gave me some advice on my intention to take legal action against Warta Perdana. There are many more, very deep issues to this that i had not thought of before that is making me reconsider.

{ a friend }: yup. sounds fair enough. you do realize they just might run with a headline that says you're suing them over the incident?
aizuddin: yeah
aizuddin: would that be bad?
aizuddin: they can do that?
{ a friend }: depends on what your libel law says. that's permitted here.
aizuddin: sheesh

Dear {friend},

Goodness, you really sleep late don't you? Any particular reason for that? Could it be the coffee you had last night with the ladies? :) That's something that i've always wondered about: coffee doesn't seem to have any sort of effect on my whatsoever. Caffeine is supposed to make you hyperactive and thoroughly awake, but no matter how much of the stuff i consume, i still seem to feel groggy once it gets late at night (about 11.30 pm is when i start losing bodily control over my eyelids). *sigh* Was so difficult to stay awake during uni for those all night study sessions... the only things that keep me awake is either sex or taking a bath. After a while it gets a bit ridiculous to take a bath every 20 minutes (that's how long each bath keeps me up) to stay awake, so i just give up and hit the pillow.