Friday, December 29, 2006

New Beginning...

A few more days left before we embrace a brand new year. It's time to reflect on what has happened to us throughout the past one year. And it is also a good time to analyse what have we achieved in the past one year period. Some of us have new year resolutions, but as for me, making new year resolution is not what I do each year. But looking back for the past one year, there has been ups and downs. Guess it's a natural life cycle. As for me, I cant say that I have achieved much in this year. Life is pretty like roller coaster, except that the end of the ride is a downward fall with no end in sight. If I were to put my emotions into chart form, it would be like something like below.

Yeah, i am pretty down at the moment. All the positive aura has been sucked dry and left only the negative aura. Energy all gone. Shessh.. Getting more and more negative. Could it be the bad fengshui is blocking my fortune and health life?

Damn it. It's time to stop blaming on the world and anything that goes against me. I need to pick myself up and kick asses!! Need to be strong. Fuck it. I am going to fight this war. I am gonna kill all the negative forces within me. And I will win this one.

A brand new year, a brand new beginning.

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Are you stupid?

If you wondering whether you are stupid or not, go try this test. (courtesy of Ah Fee)

I scored 72 points. A lil' stupid. That's what the test says. How insulting. Maybe i have to start accepting the fact that I am a little stupid. Cheh..So, what is your score?

Friday, December 22, 2006

Zouk - Ghetto Heaven

Clubbing ain't really my cup of tea. After all, being a 26-years-old-and-still-single doesn't help as the feeling of getting old starts to creep in and sucking all the energy out of me. The last time I went clubbing was last year, attended Phillip Wu's birthday bash at Rush.

Anyway, i got myself 5 free passes to a party down at Zouk, courtesy of Not much effort was needed to win the passes, just be the first sms thru when the cue to call was being played on air. The event of the night was called ""Nelly Furtado's Loose Party" cum single-party. Woo hoo~~ A party only for singles!! Ho ho ho.. An opportunity for me to unleash my wolfie and make the girls screaming for more!! Need to spread out my genes and breed like a horny bunny.
Attire of the night - Guys must wear black top and girls must wear red top. How I wish that there will be girls with red hood, then it wil be a perfect scene to make the pose like how wolf and lil' red riding hood did in my earlier post. But like any horny wolf, fantasizing about such thing is not a very difficult thing to do, right?

Jason won5 passes too (Both of us won the contest. No need to be jealous) but on the night, only 7 of us went - Jason, Big Bad Me, 4-eye-guy, Philip, Brenda, Lee Kien and Mr Chen. Couldn't get anyone to fill up the other 3 passes, so wasted la the tickets.
Party started about 9pm plus. 2 of Fly's deejay kicked off the event with some games. Some of the Dj present were Flyguy, Shel and Hansen. Btw, I knew Hansen earlier during my school days. Seremban is not a very big place, so he was introduced to me by a fren's fren. He was also in the same college as 4-eye-guy. I was told that he went deejaying a few years back, but I didnt know that he was among the deejay in Flyfm. And I have never paid attention to him before in airwaves. Think I should start paying attention to his program now. Hehehe.
There were a few games event. I didnt pay much attention to the games though as my uncanny eyes were scouting around for prey, i mean pretty chicks (for supper). The crowd wasnt attactive enuff as the black-to-red ratio was roughly 3:1. Competition! Dang. There was also some dance performance. Apart from that, there was a grand prize offered in the night- a trip to Phuket for 2. Thailand! I love thailand!! But all of us didnt put any effort to participate in the game, therefore we can only be full of jealousy when a pair were announced as the winner. Double Dang!!
The event ended around 11.30pm. Suprisingly, streams of people came out from nowhere. And by the time it reached midnight, the whole dance floor was packed with people. And of coz we didnt waste the opportunity and hit on to the dance floor rightaway. Jason was showing off his dance moves and danced all around the place while the rest of us kept ourselves to the middle of the floor.
After tiring ourselves, we cabut about 1.20am. And I was thinking whether to take MC or not for tomorrow.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Time and Tide Waits for No One

In this era, things are moving extraordinary fast. The digital world has bridge the gap between human. Businesses are conducted at such fast pace and throwing globalisation right to our face. Everything is happening at such breakneck speed and we can't afford to slack or we will be left faraway behind. Speed is the key to success in anyting and everything.

We have fast food, drive-in McD outlets, . Photos can now be developed within a few minutes time at any photoshop. We have Milo 3-in-1. No more hassle of making Milo the old way anymore. Internet banking is taking over the conventional banking method. No more waiting for hours to do transactions the old way. Even the government has cut down the waiting time to just one or two hours for IC registration.

Now, there is a new business which is also conducted in a pretty fast way, and it is right here in our country. Malaysia Boleh!! Boleh or not, it seems that marriage is done in a fast way, in a coffeeshop. Just walk up to coffeeshop and you will get to choose any girl as wife. As long as you have cash, business is sealed right away.

How brilliant the person who tot of this idea. Waht a genius he is. And Malaysia is definitely proud of u!

But wondering if they offer any 7-days-return-guarantee-if-not-satisfied scheme. That would be more attractive i say. Or if they can throw in a buy-one-free-one, that would even be better. Imagine there is a promotion during the annual Malaysia Mega Sale Carnival. I bet that lots of men would be rushing for it. And who dare say that men don't like shopping?

At the current situation, they only offer "products" from Vietnam. Let's see whethere this business can sustain itself and incorporate more nationality in the business.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Grawl.. Scared or not??

A lovely pose with a beautiful lady. Wat a classic!!
- Big Bad Wolf and Lil' Red Riding Hood

Dick and Rick - An Inspiring Real Life Story

Here's a true story about how a father and his special son emerging as the greatest team proving that loves and family strength can overcome all odds and difficulties. Something which we can learn and inspire from.


Dick and Rick Hoyt are a father-and-son team from Massachusetts who together compete just about continuously in marathon races. And if they’re not in a marathon they are in a triathlon — that daunting, almost superhuman, combination of 26.2 miles of running, 112 miles of bicycling, and 2.4 miles of swimming. Together they have climbed mountains, and once trekked 3,735 miles across America.

It’s a remarkable record of exertion — all the more so when you consider that Rick can't walk or talk.

For the past twenty five years or more Dick, who is 65, has pushed and pulled his son across the country and over hundreds of finish lines. When Dick runs, Rick is in a wheelchair that Dick is pushing. When Dick cycles, Rick is in the seat-pod from his wheelchair, attached to the front of the bike. When Dick swims, Rick is in a small but heavy, firmly stabilized boat being pulled by Dick.

At Rick’s birth in 1962 the umbilical cord coiled around his neck and cut off oxygen to his brain. Dick and his wife, Judy, were told that there would be no hope for their child’s development.
"It’s been a story of exclusion ever since he was born," Dick told me. "When he was eight months old the doctors told us we should just put him away — he’d be a vegetable all his life, that sort of thing. Well those doctors are not alive any more, but I would like them to be able to see Rick now."

The couple brought their son home determined to raise him as "normally" as possible. Within five years, Rick had two younger brothers, and the Hoyts were convinced Rick was just as intelligent as his siblings. Dick remembers the struggle to get the local school authorities to agree: "Because he couldn’t talk they thought he wouldn’t be able to understand, but that wasn’t true." The dedicated parents taught Rick the alphabet. "We always wanted Rick included in everything," Dick said. "That’s why we wanted to get him into public school."

A group of Tufts University engineers came to the rescue, once they had seen some clear, empirical evidence of Rick’s comprehension skills. "They told him a joke," said Dick. "Rick just cracked up. They knew then that he could communicate!" The engineers went on to build — using $5,000 the family managed to raise in 1972 - an interactive computer that would allow Rick to write out his thoughts using the slight head-movements that he could manage. Rick came to call it "my communicator." A cursor would move across a screen filled with rows of letters, and when the cursor highlighted a letter that Rick wanted, he would click a switch with the side of his head.

When the computer was originally brought home, Rick surprised his family with his first "spoken" words. They had expected perhaps "Hi, Mom" or "Hi, Dad." But on the screen Rick wrote "Go Bruins." The Boston Bruins were in the Stanley Cup finals that season, and his family realized he had been following the hockey games along with everyone else. "So we learned then that Rick loved sports," said Dick.

In 1975, Rick was finally admitted into a public school. Two years later, he told his father he wanted to participate in a five-mile benefit run for a local lacrosse player who had been paralyzed in an accident. Dick, far from being a long-distance runner, agreed to push Rick in his wheelchair. They finished next to last, but they felt they had achieved a triumph. That night, Dick remembers, "Rick told us he just didn’t feel handicapped when we were competing."
Rick’s realization turned into a whole new set of horizons that opened up for him and his family, as "Team Hoyt" began to compete in more and more events. Rick reflected on the transformation process for me, using his now-familiar but ever-painstaking technique of picking out letters of the alphabet:

" What I mean when I say I feel like I am not handicapped when competing is that I am just like the other athletes, and I think most of the athletes feel the same way. In the beginning nobody would come up to me. However, after a few races some athletes came around and they began to talk to me. During the early days one runner, Pete Wisnewski had a bet with me at every race on who would beat who. The loser had to hang the winner’s number in his bedroom until the next race. Now many athletes will come up to me before the race or triathlon to wish me luck."
It is hard to imagine now the resistance which the Hoyts encountered early on, but attitudes did begin to change when they entered the Boston Marathon in 1981, and finished in the top quarter of the field. Dick recalls the earlier, less tolerant days with more sadness than anger:
"Nobody wanted Rick in a road race. Everybody looked at us, nobody talked to us, nobody wanted to have anything to do with us. But you can’t really blame them - people often are not educated, and they’d never seen anyone like us. As time went on, though, they could see he was a person — he has a great sense of humor, for instance. That made a big difference."
After 4 years of marathons, Team Hoyt attempted their first triathlon — and for this Dick had to learn to swim. "I sank like a stone at first" Dick recalled with a laugh "and I hadn’t been on a bike since I was six years old."

With a newly-built bike (adapted to carry Rick in front) and a boat tied to Dick’s waist as he swam, the Hoyts came in second-to-last in the competition held on Father’s Day 1985.
"We chuckle to think about that as my Father’s Day present from Rick, " said Dick.
They have been competing ever since, at home and increasingly abroad. Generally they manage to improve their finishing times. "Rick is the one who inspires and motivates me, the way he just loves sports and competing," Dick said.

And the business of inspiring evidently works as a two-way street. Rick typed out this testimony:

"Dad is one of my role models. Once he sets out to do something, Dad sticks to it whatever it is, until it is done. For example once we decided to really get into triathlons, dad worked out, up to five hours a day, five times a week, even when he was working."

The Hoyts’ mutual inspiration for each other seems to embrace others too — many spectators and fellow-competitors have adopted Team Hoyt as a powerful example of determination. "It’s been funny," said Dick "Some people have turned out, some in good shape, some really out of shape, and they say ‘we want to thank you, because we’re here because of you’."

Rick too has taken full note of their effect on fellow-competitors while racing:

"Whenever we are passed (usually on the bike) the athlete will say "Go for it!" or "Rick, help your Dad!" When we pass people (usually on the run) they’ll say "Go Team Hoyt!" or "If not for you, we would not be out here doing this."

Most of all, perhaps, the Hoyts can see an impact from their efforts in the area of the handicapped, and on public attitudes toward the physically and mentally challenged.
"That’s the big thing," said Dick. "People just need to be educated. Rick is helping many other families coping with disabilities in their struggle to be included."

That is not to say that all obstacles are now overcome for the Hoyts. Dick is "still bothered," he says, by people who are discomforted because Rick cannot fully control his tongue while eating. "In restaurants - and it’s only older people mostly - they’ll see Rick’s food being pushed out of his mouth and they’ll leave, or change their table. But I have to say that kind of intolerance is gradually being defeated."

Rick’s own accomplishments, quite apart from the duo’s continuing athletic success, have included his moving on from high school to Boston University, where he graduated in 1993 with a degree in special education. That was followed a few weeks later by another entry in the Boston Marathon. As he fondly pictured it: "On the day of the marathon from Hopkinton to Boston people all over the course were wishing me luck, and they had signs up which read `congratulations on your graduation!’"

Rick now works at Boston College’s computer laboratory helping to develop a system codenamed "Eagle Eyes," through which mechanical aids (like for instance a powered wheelchair) could be controlled by a paralyzed person’s eye-movements, when linked-up to a computer.

Together the Hoyts don’t only compete athletically; they also go on motivational speaking tours, spreading the Hoyt brand of inspiration to all kinds of audiences, sporting and non-sporting, across the country.

Rick himself is confident that his visibility — and his father’s dedication — perform a forceful, valuable purpose in a world that is too often divisive and exclusionary. He typed a simple parting thought:

"The message of Team Hoyt is that everybody should be included in everyday life."

David Tereshchuk is a documentary television producer. He currently works for the United Nations.


Thursday, December 14, 2006


Tot that changing job would be a good thing for me. But instead of green pasture greeting me, all i could see is dark horizon looming over. Never knew that life with nothing to do would be so freaking bleak! A young lad full of hope and spirit is slowly morphing into a ghoulish zombie. The emptiness is sucking the positive energy like a massive black hole and sucking me dry.

I can only hope for ray of light to rejuvenate and turning me back into a real human again.

Until then, the clock is ticking. Wolf turning into a zombie.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

First time blogging in a big bad world...

Finally. A blog of my own. Took me a year plus to move my lazy ass to sign up for my own blog. Kudos to Ho Sang for recommending me to start my own blog. I must confess that I am not really literate in this IT world, but i wil try to learn how to manage this bloody blog. Already having some minor hiccups while toying with it.

Ok, since this is a first blog of mine, wonder what should i write for the opening and introduction. Hmm.. Guess Big Bad Wolf ain't got a big bad brain ehh.. Hmm.. Speaking of big bad wolf, just in case you guys didn't know, this has been my beloved nick for quite sometime. Those in msn should know that i am well known for this nasty and controversial nick. hahaha.. No particular reason why i chose this nick, except that wolf has been an interesting animal (for me). Don't get to see one here in malaysia. Hoping to see one and with my "caring" and "friendly" approach, i am sure i can get to tame one to become my beloved pet. Wolf and wolf. Wat a match..

Okie. Aint much to write now. Shall update more in the near future.

Btw, came across this song and funny lyric. Guess this wil be my theme song. Damn farnee~~~ Hav fun guys..