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I Call Myself ZOMBiE CYGIG
"Educated" At Maha Bodhi School, Victoria School, Anderson JC, LASALLE College of the Arts
What I Do Lazing, Hobby Crafting, DIY, Graphic Design, Computer Stuff that you don't get it
What I Avoid Hipsters, Soccer, Apple Brand, Outings
How Am I Like Logical, Practical, Off-Beat, Anti-Social, Sarcastic
Nothing much these days. I had forgiven one friend, not the other. I still waiting for a response from the third.
Mylar X3i sounded...different from X3. The highs haven come out yet. THats the only complain i have. Loved the deep bass. But not sure about the other ppl. Maybe i will do a more detail test after M3i burnt in.
I got a response from MO. Not disclosing it here.
I never wrote in my previous entry, but I found out tt the Elastic Plaster quote is not original from the person who told me, its from a TW tv series. But i still do appreciate it.
1. Get into your room, off main light, leave only dim lights on
2. On your aircon to your comfort
3. Take your pillow and lie on the floor, lying on the bed will make u fall asleep
4. Take out your music player and earphones and play the music u like, can be pop, rock, classical. I prefer earphones over speaker cos earphones gives u sense that u are isolated from the world. IEM works best.
5. Lie facing front and close your eyes. Since u lying on floor, most likely u wun fall alseep too easily.
6. Ocassionally open your eyes to view the ceiling
7. go thru all your tots..if you find yout tots too over whelming, close your eyes and let your tots flash thru your mind...after a while things will get more sorted out
8. Continue till u finally feel relaxed and calm and able to sort out your thinking..
This works for me well. Was feeling terrible for the last few days cos friends pissed me off. They call it PMS. __________________
Explanation This is a straight forward advertisement i made for the Mylar IEMs. Simple for fun, and also to support the product. I had yet to see any adverts for Mylar, so i decide to make one myself.
The earphones itself are vectorized, along with all other things u see in this poster. Meaning to say resizing will never be a problem. I took a pic of the earphones from the forum and use to to trace and reproduce an illustration in vector form. Normally photographs of product are used in adverts, but due to constraints (no studio, no macro lens, no good skills, no time...) i tot of taking up the challenge of producing a detailed illustration instead.
As CrossRoads, at the moment of writing, do not really have got a logo, i decided to mock one up as well, adding to the overall aesthetics.
Feel free to use this poster, can put on blog, can print out paste on wall, can put as wallpaper, just remember dun anyhow claim it as yours or edit it without my permission. I wun edit unless its officially used. Contact me if u need anything. Be it used or left to rot, this is my token of appreciation to Jaben Networks and dedicated to Uncle Wilson, who patiently answered all my stupid questions. Thanks!
Inspiration Inspired by the Shure IEM brochures!!! LOL. Then i tot of making one to support Jaben Networks!!
Technical Details Software - Adobe Photoshop CS 3, Adobe Illustrator CS 3 Time taken - About three days Canvas Size - 4000x3000px
Graphic Designer - ZOMBiE CYGiG
Special Thanks: Tsun Lam, Wei Kiat, Yue Ting, Selina (honestly i got no one to put here...random inserting names)
This society is damn dark. Ppl nowadays cannot keep their promises. And when they break their promises, they never think of how the other part feels. They never attempt to make up for it. To them its a small thing to me is big. Alot of ppl like to shatter my dreams.
Your good friend comes to you, take an M16 and shoot you to hell. Just before you die u ask why.
He tell you he got no choice, He did not feel happy to kill you either, He feels sad for killing you, He says he kill you so that you will not obstruct him do his stuff.
Actually he wanted to play w me that day, Just happened timing cocked up, And i end up standing in his way.
Strange cos he was the one who ask me out to play, And he cock his timing up. Poor time management? End up i sacrifice for him.
The shot he gave me was swift and bold. Your good friend never even give you any chance. He never even try to help you.
I remember he told me to trust ppl around myself. I took his words. And now i died, In his hands.
There is this other good friend. He promised me a choco bar. I was excited. I was about to pick up my choco bar, When he tell me he got two choco bars. I said i only want one, Cos having two is not healthy, Im scared of seeing two choco bars, I only want one to satisfy my emotional need.
He insisted me having two, He say it must be liddat, It comes in a bundle.
I told him then liddat i cannot take, Cos i said im afraid of too much choco bars. He say cannot help it. But i tot he promised me just one?
I end up getting nothing. I ended up eating grass alone. All that he say is "what to do?"
I trusted my good friends, But all of them disappoint me. Not once, Not twice. Lots of times. All i need is someone to accompany me. So that i will not feel lonely. So simple.
But my good friends cannot even fulfill that. Yet on my part i try my best to help them. This is what i get. Ppl ask me put myself in other's shoe. But they got put me in their shoe? Do they know what is loneliness?
I starting to think, "good friends" is what i call them. "annoying ass" is what they call me. Need help call me. No need throw me. No one appreciate my sincerity.
I dun trust friends anymore. Trusting them makes me more depress.
I looked into the mirror Surprised to see fucking dark eye rings Even last time in AJC i never sleep for days also no liddat Then i cant hear things properly Dunno is cos my ear spoilt liao Or cos i never sleep enuff Somehow my hands cant coordinate w my mind Somehow my legs just no strength Must be the guard duties Too much too much.. Too shagged More to come
Also im damn upset Evertime i tried to show concern to a friend I ask what happened He always tell me nothing wrong But i know confirm got something wrong Say i kaypo but if he is my friend i wanna know So i can help Cos i concerned for all my friends Although i know i dun have much Maybe ten fingers can count I prompt and ask more trying to get more info But he got irritated I feel very upset Im trying to show concern and help Cos i treat him as a friend But he hide things from me and shoo me off Despite my good will Meaning to say he dun treat me friend enuff Thats very, very, very hurting Someone i deem as my good friend Dun see me as one Im very upset I want to cry This is not the first time Previous times were worst Perhaps im showing concern the wrong way Perhaps im thinking too much Perhaps i assume too much Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps...
Put your gentle hand on my cold chest To feel the heart-piercing depression beneth Engulfing my pathetic soul into darkness
I ordered my Ubuntu 7.1 9 October 2007, a month later today it arrived! Its faster than it tot, cos it says 6 to 10 weeks, and its barely a month! Honestly i dint expect it to arrive, i tot sure got some cock up somewhere de. Haha..free stuff is good!
I sat down there and took out my D2 and started listening for music as i waited for her. Im expecting someone to call out for me, it happened only after a few minutes...
"Eh u very old hor!" Tomato joked. Cos me sitting at the senior citizen corner. "Ya lor very old le.."
I stood up and walked w her towards Ubi center. Our neighbor hood is a rather tranquil one, it looked happy from the outside at least. Our evening stroll landed us to one of the coffee shop where we took our seat and i ordered my Chicken Feet Noodle.
I passed her the specs u got from thailand, and upon receiving my prezzie, she inspected the gift with care and keep it.
"Put it on lah!" "dunwan lah.."
After several persuasion, she carefully slided the silvery, thin, degree-less spec onto her face. the colour matches her skin tone, and the squarish design made her face look broader. In a way its quite cool and weird at the same time. Weird perhaps cos not used to it.
For no reason i just bursted out luffin'. She blushed a bit and quickly removed her specs. I tried to grab her camera HP to take a shot but she secured her phone to her self while keeping the specs in embarrassment.
As i ate she treated me our standard drink - teh-o-bing. She dint eat cos she is a vegetarian. And Chicken feet dun really look vegge in any sense. Then we started to rant and talk about our lifes. How NS sucks and how she stressed out in her A levels. And how our parents complained and screwed our lifes up.
After my tea break (ya tt chicken feet noo is tea break only), we went round the center looking a stuffs...and settled down at a void deck where she fished out her MylarOne X3 and we did a bit of audition there. I always enjoyed audio equipment audition session, be it with WK last time in AJ or with tomato, a casual listener. I took out my foam tips for her to try on, and let her compare between CK7 and Mylar 3. I dunno how much interest a girl like her will put into audio equipment, but she seemed to understand more or less what i talking about. Best of all she seemed to enjoyed her Mylar very much. I guess i gave the right thing for her birthday. . . . . . I peeped thru the entrance where i look for wk. Nothing there. I gave him a call and he confirmed he at the MRT station. I walked out and as i did so he tapped my shoulder. WK passed me his PSP and i stuffed it into my sling bag, trying to worsen my shoulder injury.
We headed out for lunch, i suggested the little shop opposite Bugis Junction tt sells wanton mee. The same shop Selina intro me a few weeks ago. Their wet wanton was much nicer than their fried ones, or maybe its just my personal pref. As we eat i started ranting about my dear poor life as a Turret IC and all the misfortunes i had in camp. I demoed my N770 also, which managed to crash dunno how many times cos WK launched so many applications at once. I got to take out the batt cos there is no reset button.
After lunched we headed to Kino to get my dad's D80 book. Then to SLS to look for SE M600i, SE W950i, NOK E60 and NOK E61. Different pricing different quotings. Dunno which is real which is cheat ppl money. Got one shop say got local warrranty, while the rest say singapore no have anymore local sets...
Quite a short stay and we moved onto his uncle's house to fix his comp. I striped the casing apart and ripped off the IDE cables and attached my own DVD drive. Cos the orignal config cannot detect any HDD or DVD drive. Wow my drive works. Did the usual booting of linux and testing stuff, then ia ttach back the HDD and now it can be recognised as well. Strange thing is i replace the DVD w the old one and it works now. Previously nothing was detected in BIOS.
I reformatted and installed Windows, but it froze at when system restarts after copying setup files to HDD. I tried a lot of times still same error. I formatted in NTFS both quick and non-quick.
As i do my work, more and more of WK's relatives filed the house, as i paiseh and quickely assembled everything back and run away. I think i will get a new HDD and replace the old one and see how to it. Money hard to earn :( . . . . . "See lah now i reach Clementi earlier than you!" Ah lam complained.
I pointed out tt he is early, not i late. Upon reaching the station, i gave Kyro a call to find out where is the pizza hut she working at.
Me and lam took sometime to locate the Pizza Hut, and on arriving we saw Kyro stationed there, expecting us, smiling away.
"Two person?" She asked professionally. "Yup, and i want SOFA SEAT."
She giggled and pointed us to one of the sofa seat. We sat down and ah lam was feeling weird, why we chose sofa seat? Kyro took up one of ah lam's fork and exclaimed "aiyo dirty!" and took it away. I stared at her in a wah-lao-how-can-utensils-be-dirty look. She saw me liddat and took away mine also. Leaving two other clean set scattered over on the other side of the table.
She stood beside us as we look thru the menu and started chatting to us...
"Eh got find any evidence?"
I searched my seat for any hair, wet patches, holes...no have.
"Haha at least the seat still nice, no holes" she said.
We all laughed and continued our conversation about this particular incident. Ah Lam was like damn weird cos he noes there is something wrong w the seats and location and all. Kyro went off to take her orders as i whispered to Ah Lam what happended.
"I knew it!" He exclaimed!
A few moments later our pizza and pasta came. This guy call Eric served Ah lam's pasta. There is something about this Eric that its not very convinent to write here in my blog. But well i got to discover someone special today! Haha.
Haha Kyro remained beside us talking cock to us.
"Haha just pretend u dunno me, this is interaction w customer." And at times where other Pizza Hut employees walk past she will call us by "sir" and ask if there is anything we wanted.
I took the cheese powder bottle and opened it to pour lots of cheese inside my pizza the way Tomato taught me. Then we ended up playing with all the powders we can find on the table. Spraying pepper all over and chilli powder on each other. Kyro was like "eh later i need clean up de leh!". We dint really care..haha..But we cleaned up the table after playing.
When we finish we asked for the feedback form...but sadly none left. I told kyro i got something to give her, my prezzie from thailand - Mr Dracular! She held out her silver tray (to fetch drinks one) then i put the CD on it, follow by Mr Dracular...and she faster take the tray away...like anytime she gg to serve customer with the dracular toy liddat..meanwhile me and lam ran away... . . . . . Simple events in life can make me feel much fufilled. But not everyday is liddat. It just take one event in camp to ruined everything and set me in depression mode.