Monday, March 13, 2006 - 3:40 pm

The Post, Decrypted

This is the "translation" for thgiR etiuQ toN s'gnihtemoS:

Testing. Testing.


Dang! I shouldn't have visited the porn website. It's just as I suspected! My computer has been infected by virus! Now, everything I type appears in reverse.

Great, now no one understands what I'm crapping about.

Actually, this has nothing to do with any virus. It's just that I've been smoking pot and I'm currently a little cracked. Not long ago, I read about reverse speech. Today, I discovered something similar to it, Google Mirror.

For those who don't already know, it's the brainchild of Anthony Chan. My guess is that he conceived the nutty idea after falling off his bed one morning and knocked his head. (But he insists that it was just caffeine doing the trick.) Google Mirror is a functioning mirror version of Google. (Duh!) Meaning, everything on Google is displayed as a mirror image.


Of course, you'll also have to type your search queries in reverse - a feat which the common could not achieve without a considerable amount of effort; but hardly a tall order for geniuses.

For your information, Ah Egg and I have been experimenting with the idea of instant messaging in reverse and found that to be of no challenge at all. So, when he challenged me to blog in reverse, I gleefully took up the gauntlet.

Now here am I, crapping away in reverse with some impatient idiots swearing at the monitor simply because this is above their head. There're certain things that can't be helped. So, for god's sake, don't blame yourself if you've no idea what this nonsense is about.

Just in case you haven't noticed, this post isn't exactly a mirror image. I couldn't figure out how to achieve that. The most I can't do is this, typing in reverse, from the end of the post to the beginning. I feel so sorry to disappoint Ah Egg who sincerely believes I'm smart enough to do almost anything. But, considered it done, okay?

Hmm... I'd really like to know how many persons managed to decipher my message.

Sunday, March 12, 2006 - 12:16 am

thgiR etiuQ toN s'gnihtemoS

.egassem ym rehpiced ot deganam snosrep ynam woh wonk ot ekil yllaer d'I .mmH

?yako ,enod ti deredisnoc ,tuB .gnihtyna tsomla od ot hguone trams m'I seveileb ylerecnis ohw ggE hA tnioppasid ot yrros os leef I .gninnigeb eht ot tsop eht fo dne eht morf ,esrever ni gnipyt ,siht si od nac I tsom ehT .taht eveihca ot woh tuo erugif t'ndluoc I .egami rorrim a yltcaxe t'nsi tsop siht ,deciton t'nevah uoy esac ni tsuJ

.tuoba si esnesnon siht tahw aedi on ev'uoy fi flesruoy emalb t'nod ,ekas s'dog rof ,oS .depleh eb t'nac taht sgniht niatrec er'erehT .daeh rieht evoba si siht esuaceb ylpmis rotinom eht ta gniraews stoidi tneitapmi emos htiw esrever ni yawa gnipparc ,I ma ereh ,woN

.teltnuag eht pu koot yllufeelg I ,esrever ni golb ot em egnellahc eh nehw ,oS .lla ta egnellahc on fo eb ot taht dnuof dna esrever ni gnigassem tnatsni fo aedi eht htiw gnitnemirepxe neeb evah I dna ggE hA ,noitamrofni ruoy roF

.sesuineg rof redro llat a yldrah tub ;troffe fo tnuoma elbaredisnoc a tuohtiw eveihca ton dluoc nommoc eht hcihw taef a - esrever ni seireuq hcraes ruoy epyt ot evah osla ll'uoy ,esruoc fO

.egami rorrim a sa deyalpsid si elgooG no gnihtyreve ,gninaeM )!huD( .elgooG fo noisrev rorrim gninoitcnuf a si rorriM elgooG ).kcirt eht gniod enieffac tsuj saw ti taht stsisni eh tuB( .daeh sih dekconk dna gninrom eno deb sih ffo gnillaf retfa aedi yttun eht deviecnoc eh taht si sseug yM .nahC ynohtnA fo dlihcniarb eht s'ti ,wonk ydaerla t'nod ohw esoht roF

.rorriM elgooG ,ti ot ralimis gnihtemos derevocsid I ,yadoT .hceeps esrever tuoba daer I ,oga gnol toN .dekcarc elttil a yltnerruc m'I dna top gnikoms neeb ev'I taht tsuj s'tI .suriv yna htiw od ot gnihton sah siht ,yllautcA

.tuoba gnipparc m'I tahw sdnatsrednu eno on won ,taerG

.esrever ni sraeppa epyt I gnihtyreve ,woN !suriv yb detcefni neeb sah retupmoc yM !detcepsus I sa tsuj s'tI .etisbew nrop eht detisiv evah t'ndluohs I !gnaD

.gnitseT .gnitseT

Friday, March 10, 2006 - 4:00 pm

Big George, the Greatest Man Alive

Describe a person who has had an influence in you, and share with us why and/or how the person has influenced you. ~Nanyang Technological University (NTU) Scholarship
What is it with essay writing? Almost all scholarships require the candidates to submit a 500-word essay. Oh, here I go again, writing another ("slightly" off-topic) essay for lazy boys and girls, free of charge.

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During my childhood days, Ultraman and Power Rangers were perhaps the most popular cartoon characters. You know, it is typical of children to worship those adrenaline-intoxicated heroes endowed with super powers and charged with great responsibilities to save the world from destruction. But, as I grew up, I found worshipping cartoon heroes to be a little too childish. So, now, I idolise George Bush instead.

Kidding? Of course I'm not! Just in case you pictured the wrong guy, I'm talking about this George Bush.


Not this little buddy, you idiot! Yeah, admittedly, the faint resemblance is quite confusing.


Yes. I'm referring to the same Bush who goes by the nicknames: Dino, Landslide, Boy Genius, High Prophet and God-knows-what-other-names. The President of United States. Captain America. The "keeper of justice". Person of the century!

Who else could be a better role model if not Bush himself? After all, he is a self-appointed sheriff of the world. He leads the crusade against evil of all forms. He fights super villains like Osama and crushes evil empires like Saddam's. Whatever he does - sending troops into a wild goose chase after Mr Terror, invading Iraq and capture Mr Dictator in his pajamas - is for peace and not for any personal agenda. The world is a better place because of dear George. I wouldn't even bat an eyelid if he were to be appointed as President of the World! Jesus is perhaps the only one who loves us more than Big George does!

Big George is also one of the few honest politicians who do not lie. I faithfully subscribe to Fox News, you know. It's the only news network that is ethical enough to tell the truth to the hoi polloi, unlike some other networks that serve as mere media for propaganda purposes. Whatever bad things they tell you about Big George are nothing but baseless lies. When Big George says Bearded Guy Osama is cowering in the caves, then it is true; when Big George says Bad Guy Saddam is collecting weapons of mass destruction as toys, then there should be no doubt about that. Like the other George (yes, Washington), he is the most honest president in the history of the United States.

Big George also has a strong command of English. He is a politician afterall. And a successful politician has to be good in making public speeches. You know, some people have the innate ability of sending their audience off to slumberland the moment they start a speech. Big George, however, has a unique style of talking. They call it Bushism. Often, the president's speeches either leave the audience scratching their heads or make their toes laugh. It is funny to know that Big George is sometimes confused about his own gender.
"I want to thank my friend, Sen. Bill Frist, for joining us today. … He married a Texas girl, I want you to know. (Laughter.) Karyn is with us. A West Texas girl, just like me." ~Nashville, Tennessee, May 27, 2004
And when he said this:
"Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we." ~Washington, D.C., 5 August 2004
I'm sure he meant it as a joke.

Anyway, all in all, Big George is not only good-looking, brilliant, honest and funny. Above all, the compassionate Big George loves us all. He is the greatest man alive. Oh, I just want to be like him when I grow up.

Monday, March 06, 2006 - 1:29 am

Doomsday!

Boys and girls, cats and dogs... Be afraid. Be very afraid. Cry as if you've never cried before; pray as if you've never prayed before. Because, come March 13, the results for SPM 2005 will be announced.

There's no room for comfort for 2005 STPM-ers either. The suffering extends for another 3 days.

Oh yeah. I'm really scared. Really, really scared. Just in case you took it as a sacarstic remark, here's a photo of myself.

10 days 09 minutes 32 seconds to go... The timer is still ticking... I'll be dead before I know.

But, I just want to say thus much, "People, I love you!"

Help me. Somebody. Please!