A new site, a shiny-new Wordpress platform, a new web domain and new content to come (none of those cruddy ‘I hate life’ blog posts). Above all, this site will be much more informative, interesting and coolsome to browse through.

Indeed, this was a crazy hiatus - many things happened while I was hibernating: two sets of exams, my birthday, public holidays; including: labour day and Christmas, and soon enough, we’re going to hit the new year. Being away for such a long time is some-what justified - I’ve been developing this site of course! However, the viewer-base has dwindled since I didn’t post anything so basically I have to regain my audience (which I plan to do by spamming these linky site things).

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Update: Thank you so much for your support. I raised an undisclosed amount which will help to save lives of starving children.

School is so hard now-a-days. The work is a burden; I don’t get to sleep until my homework is done. This is usually around midnight. This means I have sleep deprivation. My eyelids are as heavy as gumboots as I blink slower and slower. Today I was happy. I got to sleep in, my Saturday morning Chinese class was cancelled because my teacher was sick. I woke up at 12pm. That’s 12 hours of beautiful sleep. I feel like I’m in a low point in my life - but I should feel blessed. I am better off than most in this world. There are people worse off than me and you. A lot worse.

Half the world - nearly three billion people - live on less than two dollars a day.

This year I’m doing the 40 hour famine. Nearly a billion people entered the 21st century unable to read a book or sign their names; The lives of 1.7 million children will be needlessly lost this year [2000] because world governments have failed to reduce poverty levels - we have taken life for granted.

The 40 hour famine is a World Wide event held annually to help ones who are holding onto life by a disintegrating piece of string, ones who ration each grain of rice, each molecule of water, ones who die of medication which costs a mere $2, one Big Ben mince and cheese pie. My objective is to stave myself for 40 hours, living on juice and barley sugars. In doing so, I get sponsored by sympathetic, rich and caring people (such as yourself), but ultimately help the ones who are dying and in need of life’s fundamentals.

Just because you don’t know me personally is no longer and excuse for not sponsoring me. This can now be done via the internet, via your shiney looking visa, mastercard or amex card. Common, help the ones in need. Give basics, give life.

My first bad Trademe trade, the seller was trying to squeeze everything out of me. On the 10th of February 2006 I saw an auction for a cheap Microsoft keyboard (I already had a nice keyboard, but it was cheap and therefore wanted it). Before buying I proceeded with caution. I asked the seller the following:

Is it in good condition and would you be able to parcelpost it? Thanks.

And he replied:

yes it is in good condition apart from the missing thing on the underside which you flip up to raise the keyboard. yes would be able to parcelpost

Note he said it was in good condition. Further down the track I received the keyboard and to my surprise found that it was indeed in the worst condition ever. Let me describe it to you. The spaces in-between the keys were filled with dust, spilt coffee, feathers, unknown scum stains and bubblegum. To summarise, it was in anything but good condition. I asked for a resolution to this problem and he offered a refund, but this would mean I would have to send it back (not worth it). I told him that it was in really bad condition and he failed to recognise that. I proceeded to give him a neutral feedback. He retaliated. I sent him images of the keyboard. He replied with:

I’ll tell you what I’ll do

He gave me negative feedback; obviously losing the battle of truth and honesty and ability to analyse ‘good condition’ from ‘bad condition’. I questioned his actions and he said he felt hurt that I called him a liar and that I gave him a netural feedback. He went on further to say:

What do you expect from a keyboard which has been sitting around for months waiting to be put on tm [trademe]. You shouldn’t expect secondhand things to be in mint condition and you should ask more specific questions next time.

Alright. This guy is obviously stupid. He makes up a stupid excuse that it’s been in storage for ages. I bring it down to neglect and lies. How can storage leave the keyboard with coffee stains and feathers and all kinds of grundge and bubblegum. No exceptions - that is in bad condition.

To save my 100% positive feedback reputation, I quickly acted and fasely appologised (the internet is great to hide a false face) and removed the feedback. He did so soon after. Take a look at the pictures to follow and judge for yourself - would you call this keyboard in ‘good condition’?

Click on the images to get in-between the keys.

Ever seen someone apart from people on WhatNow and clowns on TV getting (cream) pie-ed? For the first time ever, I witnessed a real-life pie-ing of someone - but with a mince and cheese pie. The run-down is as follows:

Hugo lines up at tuckshop. Eugene pushes in front of him, Hugo questions his actions and then Eugene starts to swear at him. At this moment I question Eugene’s violence. Eugene orders his food, then as he leaves, smacks Hugo’s head. Hugo retaliates. Hugo pushes Eugene down the stairs. Eugene drops the pie which he was about to consume on the floor. Furious, he picks up the pie and runs towards Hugo. I shout out Hugo’s name to warn him. Mince, cheese and pastry rains down. Pie hits Hugo’s top left part of his head. A carnage or mince and cheese is spread on the tuckshop window frame and on Hugo’s forehead and hair. Hugo retaliates once again. Eugene throws some weak punches. I assist to breakup fight (I’m so involved). Fight breaks up and Eugene is called to a teacher. Hugo is made to recall these events, with minced meat all over the show.

There are always dick in this world. It’s these people I hate. These people don’t deserve a place in a developed country.

Hundreds of chickens have been found dead in east China - and a court has ruled that the cause of death was the screaming of a four-year-old boy who in turn had been scared by a barking dog, state media reported.

The bizarre sequence events began when the boy arrived at a village home in the eastern province of Jiangsu in the summer with his father who was delivering bottles of gas, the Nanjing Morning Post reported.

A villager was quoted as saying the little boy bent over the henhouse window, screaming for a long time, after being scared by the dog.

“One neighbour told police that he had heard the boy’s crying that afternoon and another villager confirmed the boy screaming by the henhouse window,” the newspaper said.

A court ruled the boy’s screaming was “the only unexpected abnormal sound” and that 443 chickens trampled each other to death in fear.

The boy’s father was ordered to pay 1800 yuan ($NZ332) in compensation to the owner of the chickens.

Reuters

When I see and hear things like this, I want to act upon the stupid-ness and chaos these people create. On the somethingth of January, about last week, I was at Birkenhead fruit and vegie shop called Pak ‘n Fresh. Just as we walked from the carpark we heard in the distance someone shouting:

Thief! Thief, thief, he’s a thief!

As we looked back, we saw a ‘brown’ boy running away with a Man’s bag who looks like he was from the Middle East. Friends accompanied this boy, all laughing as he ran down Hinemoa St. Everyone stopped. No one helped. They all turned their heads and watched - were they scared, or just didn’t have time to think? I guess this too was my reaction. I was holding the shopping bags, and if I hadn’t thought twice, I would have chased him. As we walked the path of the ‘brown’ boy, a guy came out of his ‘Korean BBQ’ store and conversed with a neighbouring shop owner:

What happened?
Don’t know, I think it was a robbery. The boy ran down that way.

I don’t think anyone caught them. The scary thing was, I saw this all coming. The ‘brown’ boy was situated about 1 metre away from my while I was at the fruit and vegie store. You could tell and smell he was looking for trouble. Why do people do this to fun, whilst causes others pain and distress. As we neared ASB bank, there was another ‘brown’ boy, he walked into the bank’s doors, kicked the automated doors and as they opened, he swore.

I think there is a problem in parts of Auckland, however this incident, I am sure of, is dwarfed by the events which occur in South and West Auckland.

This is a true story which happened to an office worker in the City of Auckland. The man, which we will name KJBihfouahgfja, went to McDonalds to buy a burger (actually the place of purchase was not confirmed). He then went to sit outside an old church to consume his burger. The church was situated relatively close to the Auckland City Mission HQ. The Auckland City Mission helps the poor and unfortunate. One person who was from the Auckland City Mission sat next to KJBihfouahgfja and stated:

When you finish your burger, I’m going to beat you up.

Of course you don’t come across this statement often and you therefore treat it as a teaser statement. This was not to be the case on this occasion. KJBihfouahgfja was beaten after he consumed his burger. He sustained bruises and a cry. He also filed a police report later that day. I guess we could learn from this that life is no joke, the truth is always out there. Don’t take chances folks.

This is a decal I found on a Toyota 7-seater car. Most of the Japanese imports have ‘funny english’ mottos on the sides of the car, this one is particularly peculiar. A larger car, which was also manufactured by the same company, Toyota, was also spotted with a different motto, however this was on a separate occasion and I fail to recall the ridiculousness of it anyway.

I love to have fun, I love my family and friends. I love this beautiful planet Earth. The reason why I choose this car is because it will totally satisfy my requirements for outdoor living. Well - tomorrow, where shall we go?

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