If you're bored enough...

If you're that bored....










Then watch these!














Keep your eye on the traffic police on the right (below).













Till then.

Videos

It all started with this:



Apparently this kid's mum told him off, or rather hurt him so badly that anger bottled up in him had to be unleashed. And it seemed almost as though he got possessed by an alien, an ape, Godzilla. Who knows?

He even managed to strip to his boxers under the covers, while being on a rampage at the same time. I have no idea why he resorted to using the remote control and the boot though.

Amazingly violent.

Now someone go get him an exorcist.

Way scarier tha Chuckie, don't you think?

I found another video, but this time, the kid got possessed by his GameBoy.

Just watch:





The poor (or rather lucky) kid soon had his own circle of fans. And one of them even made a remix of him!





Excited at seeing these videos, I then went into a frenzy where I began clicking all the related videos into new tabs. And look at what I found!




For those who don't know who Annelise Michel is:

Anneliese Michel (September 21, 1952 – July 1, 1976) was a German Catholic woman who was said to be possessed by demons and subsequently underwent an exorcism. Two motion pictures, The Exorcism of Emily Rose and Requim, are loosely based on Michel's story.
(Taken from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anneliese_Michel)


An Exorcism that happened in Philippine. There isn't much going on though, but this was actually taken from one of the shows on the National Geographic Channel.







Another one from the National Geographic Channel. However, it is set in India instead.

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Random Updates

Long Post Ahead

Ever since I was a young kid, I had this attraction towards body piercings and tattoos. Maybe it's because of the exposure to Thaipusam and the many other festivals when I was younger (when I was barely able to walk).

On a site note: Do you have any idea how freakin' heavy the kavadi is?!?

Anyway, after many pestering attempts to convince my brother that I was ready for a tattoo (I didn't need to pester my parents since they have long allowed me to get one. It was only my brothers who were in the way of me getting one), I finally got one!

I added that it was better for me to get a tattoo done by my very own brother than to have some other stranger do it for me. This pretty much convinced them as I was on my way to getting inked!

The tattoo design that I chose came from a well known graffiti artist known as Miss Van.

You can go google her nickname for her biography as well as her works.

I have a folder in my computer that has pretty much all her work that I can retrieve from the net.

The design that I chose was on the very last minute, as I couldn't decide which one to pick. However, I picked this design (below) in the end. And I think made the right choice. Besides, I think it looks pretty cool for a girl to have pin-ups on her body (whaaaaat.. I'm just saying).

It's the girl in the green dress by the way.

My brother was really peeved at my last minute choice (since I chose it on Saturday night, and was going to get inked on Sunday). Despite that, he still managed to come up with an awesome sketch (below).

I was ecstatic as I told him that I wanted vibrant colours rather than the pastel type (from the graffiti). And I even added that I wanted white highlights to make the lips more 'pouty'. And I got everything I asked for.

I was all set to getting inked when everyone began telling me how painful tattoos are, how much blood that will be and so on. Most of it was exaggerated because it was nothing near that.

In fact, I think I kinda' freaked some of the people (who were over there) out because I actually enjoyed the sensation of getting inked. My brother thinks I'm insane, but I enjoyed revealing to these strangers of my attraction to the smell of blood (how I was secretly jumping for joy at the tattoo convention when I smelled blood everywhere), my insane obsession over piercings (I still think piercings, but not too much, are cool. I have yet to see someone get a dermal anchor!) and how I found the inking process to be more ticklish that painful. I even showed them the goosebumps that I had whenever my brother went near the ankle/shin bone.


After an hour and a half, my brother completed the outline. And it actually looked pretty cool just in black and gray.

Bored yet?

Anyway, I think I was a pretty bad customer because I kept getting butt and leg (on the other leg) cramps. And I kept shifting my position as I watched other customers get themselves inked, or have a certain part of their body pierced. Kaypo mah.


After another grueling hour and a half, my tattoo was done!

Initially, my brother was worried that the colours might not 'come out' onto my skin, since I was pretty dark skinned. However, he still stuck to the same colours. And low and behold, the tattoo looks awesome. It'll get lighter and brighter after awhile as it is still in the 'healing process', thus explaining the redness and swells.


Overall, the tattoo process seemed fine. It wasn't as painful as many exaggerated it to be. Although, I must admit, that the shading part was pretty irritating as the fine needle kept tickling my nerves.

The 'dead' skin is slowly peeling away, and I'll soon be able to show my 'sticker-like' pin-up!

Till then.

Oh and just so you know, this tattoo has no meaning or impact to my life. I just love Miss Van's work, so I figured it'll look good on me.

Loves

The obsession is still on!

What happens when you leave a man alone in his office?


In this video, you get to see an officer boogie down to the song 'Nobody' by none other than the WonderGirls.




The fact that he was an male officer dancing alone in his office was simply amusing. However, I must say that he does deserve props for having to memorize the entire dance of the song. And not to forget the fact that he actually did the moves over and over again, just to have all of him (You'll get what I mean when you see the video) to be in sync with one another.


Simply an adorable idea!



He sure is enjoying himself! Look at how he sways his hips! He deserves to be on the original WonderGirl's vdeo! What'd you think?


Let's just hope his boss doesn't spot him on Youtube!

Crooked Brains

I actually had a bunch of links that I wanted to show in this post. However, the list decided to expand by itself over time.



At first, I did not understand why the site was named as how it was, but I soon understood. I have decided to leave with one, and only one link in this post, so that you can go crazy from there.

Click Here to visit Crooked Brains!
Click Here to visit Crooked Brains!
Click Here to visit Crooked Brains!
Click Here to visit Crooked Brains!
Click Here to visit Crooked Brains!


The pictures and topics there can pretty much make your brains a little crooked from all the clicking, I swear. It's an almost similar version to Stumble Upon, but this lacks the recommended sites.


Enjoy!


It is also place in "Sites I Love" so that you can visit it even when this posts disappears in the archives.

When insects aren't insects anymore

Not for the Weak-Hearted
This post might make your computer a little laggy as it contains over 10 videos.

Why begin the post with a clear warning? It's because today's post is pretty much about insects. Well, maggots to be more precise.

It all started with Syuh and her discovery of seeing videos of coke causing maggots to grow on pork.


Here's the video:

From what I know, maggots are the larval stage for the common flies. They feed on dead tissues, and take less than a day to grow. So is it really possible for maggots to be formed on the pork that had been soaked in coke? Coca Cola, like all 'gas drinks' contain carbonic acid which is 'strong' enough to cause a nail to rust. However, is it possible to cause pork to rot?

Anyone willing to try this experiment out for me?

That was where my own journey filled with curiosity began. I had the habit of clicking stuff that looks tempting to me, but I always end up hitting myself for making such a move. And this time, I did the very same. I went crazy over the 'Related Videos' bit and began clicking videos after videos.


First, I side tracked a little as I found a video that showed how 'powerful' ants were. Apparently, these ants were able to digest an entire house lizard/Cicak/ I-have-no-idea-what-its-called-in-Mandarin-nor-in-Tamil.


This, my friends, is simply amazing. Watch it, and you'll know what I mean.





Realizing that I was side-tracking from the initial task of finding more maggot videos, I hopped back on trail and this was the first video that I found. Maggots are also known as Botflies. And both of these dogs had maggots in them. Coincidentally, both of them are in Costa Rica (is it a botfly infected place?). I have no idea why there are botflies in the first dog, but I do know that the second dog was injured in some barb wires. The wounds were not healing (of course lah, infected what. Rusty barb wires right) and they soon discovered botflies near the mouth of the poor dog. Here are the videos of the process where both the owners try to remove the evil botflies.











For animal lovers, it may have been cruel to see such a painful process. However, the 'fun' doesn't end there. Here's one, where the owner of a cat found a botfly in the rat that the pet caught. The black thing on the left of the video is actually the eye of the rat. Obviously, it's been chewed up by the cat. But that's not the main point. The main point is to have a look at the botfly that's movig near the rat. Awesomely gross!






This time, it's a squirrel. It's a little more gruesome as the boyfly is wriggling in the squirrel the entire time. The main focus is again, not on that nor is it on the squirrel, but rather, the size of that bloody maggot!





Now that's all for the torurous part for you animal lovers. On to the more squimish parts! Botflies in humans!


Let's begin with this girl who had a botfly in her neck. What hit me hard was the hole that the maggot caused when it was squeezed out of the girl's neck. The freakin' hole is like the size of a bubble tea pearl!

Okay, maybe a little exaggerated. But still...






And on to the head. This unfortunate lady was returning from Costa Rica (See, almost all the cases are from there!). She seemed fine at first, but over the next couple of days, her head began swelling. Tests showed that she had a botfly growing in her head. Watch as the doctor pulls out the maggot from her head (you never know what's in you until it's too late).

She even gets to keep it as a souvenier!





The last two videos, have nothing to do with maggots. I happened to side track again as I found an interesting video about parasites growing in our stomachs because of processed food, fast food and all the major no-nos.


The creepy fellow actually looks like a small dragon!


Unfortunately, the embedded request is denied, thus you have to Click Here to see that dragon!

Click Here to see that dragon!
Click Here to see that dragon!
Click Here to see that dragon!
Click Here to see that dragon!
Click Here to see that dragon!


And lastly, the video that got me all freaked out. This video claims that we have worms in our faces. And the person actually proves it by wiping some stuff all over two man's face. Watch as this tiny whitish-transparent worms begin crawling out of the mans' faces.


Do we really have worms in our faces?!?!?



Loves.

Random Updates

Edited.

I finally managed to find some motivation to blog. True enough, as what Syuh said, many of my posts have been kept in drafts for a very long time, so much that it keeps piling up and up, without me completing any of it. But enough is enough, as there are many things to share!


Random Update.


Needless to say, it's the term break for me now. However, it's pretty unfair that the other polytechnics are having theirs at a different date to my polytechnic (yes, that means I can't get to catch up with some of my secondary school friends, and that includes you, Jeanice Mucuc).

And term break isn't really a break to me, as I still have three projects on my shoulders. You know, I actually hate projects now, for the fact that it is in groups. Call me selfish or self-centered but I actually feel that I work best on my own. This of course, has nothing to do with 'cramping me style'. I just don't like the feeling of having to wait for others, or to even have others wait for me. And the greatest setback is that everyone thinks or rather, have different perceptions of the project. This however, can be a benefit at the same time, as we can help cover each others butt.





Wait, why am I arguing with myself over such a topic? Written communication must have done something to me, with the argumentative essays and all.

Moving on...


These couple of weeks has left great and interesting impressions of some of my class mates. In fact, I got to scare them with my home made horror experiences, and even managed to put them in tough and uncomfortable situations (sorry about those times!) about unanswerable questions about religion, the spiritual world, their beliefs and also existence.




I was just being curious. True enough, there are many questions where both religion and science cannot solve. So who will give me the answer?

My mum thinks I'll die a horrible death one day, while trying to unravel all these secrets. But I'll most probably go mad before dying from a horrible death. Who knows?




The later part of this post has been deleted. It is not because I 'chickened out' or fear that a massive amount of parangs will be thrown at me. In fact, it has nothing to do with me fearing for what I wrote, as I will still stand by whatever I wrote earlier.

The reason as to why I removed the 'tale' is simple. I made a mistake. By penning my frustrations, anger and opinions down here not only makes it unfair for the 'victim', but it also causes loads of assumptions and its many other transformations to spread around.

For those who have seen it, good for you. For those who haven't, that's too bad. Whatever that is written in this blog is mere 'one ear in, and out the other' and I prefer no posts to be further discussed or spread around.

The vending of frustrations of that particular person, was indeed a major no-no and I sincerely apologize if she or anyone else takes insult to my words. I admit that I do have inappropriate terms when it comes to blogging. And the post may have sounded bitchy and idiotic.

I know that everyone deserves to have their version of the story told and so, I have decided to remove the 'tale' so as to prevent people from making guesses about who is involved and whatsoever. Besides, everyone needs to reflect on their own actions and from that, I found that I was writing away at my own free will without considering the feelings of those who were involved. Very selfish indeed.

However, as mentioned earlier, I still do stand by every word mentioned in the earlier version of this post. Mean, bitchy, whatever you want to call it. So long as I know that it's from my heart. Ignorant, but truthful. And they say, the truth always hurt.

PS: Whoever wishes to start a war/battle over what I wrote, I wish to gladly invite you to bring it on.



One more time now...





Loves.