carl's cals.

aeons after carl's jr's much hyped(by my friends and brother) opening, i've finally been to the place for a meal. 10 bucks and you're too jilat to eat anymore.
well, for 10 bucks you stuff your face with chilli cheese fries, a unlimited supply of drinks, and a burger that easily owns burger king's once uber(to me at least) whopper with cheese in size.

and so i ate, and ate, and ate, and EVENTUALLY finished what was supposed to be slightly short of a full meal in size.

and then i couldn't take it anymore.
i was up to my neck in chilli cheese.

because i had to pick a chilli cheeseburger and more chilli cheese fries.
chilli cheese is a mixture of minced beef, cheese and peppers. no sambal or anything.


(image to scale. well, approximately)

anyway, back to the point.
it was heaven, and hell after.
carl's jr owns.

and then i went online to check the calories.
and then i decided to kill myself.

here's what it looks like. looks a lot better in the pictures, but tastes a lot better in real life. x)




i drank only 700ml of drink. it is free-flow.
i drank only 700ml. ignorance is bliss.

and still....

THATS IS 2144 CALORIES!

oh my goodness. ONE WHOLE DAY'S recommended intake for an normal moderately-active person - in one meal.

that's it. tomorrow, blading, badminton, and a diet.
do not go to carl's jr unless you plan on starving yourself the next day.

now you know how the americans get so big.

and you wonder why nobody has ever tired that supersize me routine on it?
i doubt anyone has lived to tell the tale.

heartlanders
fact vs fiction

heartlanders, as you all might know, is this really cheesy serial on channel 5 that just recently finished screening. weird english, strange logic, and a uber cliched storyline plagued attempt at a positive potrayal of the singapore police force.

i do not doubt the police, as singapore remains one of the most crime free places around, but i shall just relate a recent event that further convinces me that whats on screen is pure munkaecrap.

it was rather amusing. x)

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screams rang out in the night air.
the peaceful chattering of crickets shattered by a loud serena-williams-plus-cat-in-the-heat-cum-street-fighter-match noise.

something about the police, yadda yadda, and throwing of some stuff and a strongly accented indian womans voice screaming.

must be the drunk indians from the nearby indian bar or something.

gah. i cant stand writing like this. i shall get straight to the point.
apparently some 3 stupid indians,
(hold on a sec. i shall make this clear. indians are not stupid. just happens these few were rather foolish. )
tried to beat up a taxi driver.

whoa, cool, woohoo.


(hmms. sorry. the taxi driver was the victim, but i couldnt get a picture. hahha)

so those stupid &*?>})(*&^&% people woke me from my sleep. made a ruckus, and ran up to their rented room on the second floor(one floor above mine).

and the police were called in.



yippess. vincent ng and his aaron aziz sidekick(although they looked a lot more like your local handphone sellers) led by a guy who looked strangely like the person who makes keys at the roadside. i might be wrong though.

they storm the place, knock on our doors and asked us if we were any indians lived here.
come on. get real police dudes. do i look indian to you? oh yes, i'm an albino indian.

so they go to the second floor knock on the door.
no reply
no reply

and so they decide toooo....stand around.
and stand around
and stand around



and then i see a policeman walking towards the car door.

oh wow! they shld be getting some powertools to get through.
yipee! some fun.

and then i notice that he was carrying something to the car.
which strangely looked like a RICEPACKET.

thanks. some people beat some people up and you go have supper.
they say toa payoh and balestier have some pretty good food. but hellooo... we seem to be having a case on our hands....


bleah. and so they waited, for like a whole hour.












and then i fell asleep.
WHAHAHHAHA anticlimax! some sorta excitement.
now that part is true. i mean. most people probably fall alseep before the show ends anyway. x)

oh. and sorry for the bad pics. the stupid mosquito netting around my whole house + rain + a handphone camera(which daniel thinks stinks at night) contribute to the poor quality. ;)

i was browsing throught thinkgeek.com recently and i found this really interesting thing about Schrödinger's cat.

so you'd ask, what is Schrödinger's cat?
its a coool theory!

just like "predestination and freewill" and if "i went back into time to kill my grandfather" and other arguements. this is really an interesting read. :)

"The basic idea; If the outcome of a circumstance is presently unknown and by observing the circumstance you will disrupt it, then it exists in all possible states simultaneously... Simple! "

-excerpt from thinkgeek


and i thought "hmms... sounds cool."
and i googled it.

and tadaaa!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schr%C3%B6dinger's_cat

wiki was the best, and if you cant get to the cat page, just scroll down and find the link.
his stupid name makes it hard to get the page. bleahhh.

fantastic brain sprain material!~ must read!

i just realised i haven't blogged in ages.
ages in this context refers to slightly more than a week.

been busy juggling painting my room and leveling up my rakion character.
i know all you girls out there reading this would probably be thinking.. "boys... ugh."

but hey. i remember someone saying last year that in singapore, more girls watch porn than guys because guys are too busy playing games.

games are a lot more appealing.

daniel by day, lvl7 mage by night!
well. almost level 8. ;)
rakion is hard to level. so dont come around and tell me about your level100 orc shaman in some other game, or i impale you with my ice bolts, or fireball you or something.

on to the updates.
changed my phonenumber, plan, and phone.
so if you didnt get the new number, sms my old one for it.

i miss my palm. sure this k750i is pretty cool... but a palm is a palm.
maybe my next phonee...

my room's undergoing a makeover, not all that extreme.
painting's almost done, need to get the new furniture and it'll be complete.

the first thing i've done that's a little related to architecture.
although it's more like interior design.

when i'm done i'll see if i can put up some pictures...
...but only if it's nice.

time to go scrub the floor for a new layer of lacquer for my parquet.

watched 'into the blue' today.
some show with a stupid storyline, predictable intended twists(whee. lets pretend to be prophets!), and not much action.

but i rate it 3/5 stars.

why?





because jessica alba is in it.





and in a bikini half the time.





wheee. 3 stars! ^^
i wanted to put a picture of her on my blog. but my mom and bro are behind me negotiating tuition stuff.

she - is - hot.

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now i shall state my take on the bloggers who got jailed.

you could say i'm a racist.

indian jokes are my favourite.
in secondary school, my class had a fair share of indians.
we derived entertainment from making fun of indians, while the indians made fun of us chinese.
double yellow lines, oreo cookies it was all in good fun.
mutual racism.

nobody stoned anyone else, nobody got into fights, much less went to jail.

what i call racial TOLERANCE.
tolerate. you bear with it.
at most...
compromise. people laugh at you? people degrade you because of your skin colour?
do it back.

whiney people who only know how to go crying to the police about racist bloggers?
they can go take their anti-racist sentiments, turn 'em sideways and shove it up their candy&$$es.
lalala... like a certain someone in the papers on sunday, but with someone who has such a big mouth around, i'd better not say anything else.
don't like their posts? go and visit the barney site and have truckloads of good, clean, love each other gh3y crap.
report em? that's going a little far ain't it.

going to jail for blogging is just absurd.
but i shalln't diss the government because the big daddy says its wrong.

whats wrong with being racist?
those who go too far would eventually be burned at stake or stoned or something.

makes me pissed just thinking about it. gahh. i shall stop for now.

technojunkie
junkie, def. - a person who derives inordinate pleasure from or who is dependent on something (sugar junkie) (television news junkie) (technojunkie)
techno, def. - short-form derived from technology. does NOT include techno music.

daniel is, by definition, a under-funded techno junkie.

technojunk
definition


the new treo 700 (aka treo 670)
http://www.engadget.com/entry/1234000867059961/

call me a little harsh, but i just cant stomach it.
i had heard of it from my classmate, but i never really searched it up.
it was like the loch ness, or a ufo.

then one day, i had too much time on my hands... and googled it.
curses be on me for doing that.
now to the phone.
hmms. looks like a treo 650(daniel's dream phone), sized almost like one, can do what a treo650 can do and maybe more, and it runs on windows mobile 5.0.

now what's wrong with the picture.

WINDOWS MOBILE 5.0. YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT.
its a palm phone working on windows os.
all hell breaks loose.
i think the armageddon has just been hastened or something.

i had a treo 600, which i loved a lot, although it betrayed my by clonking out after countless drops. it was the best phone i ever had, and so many a times i've stared into the little plastic box at singtel shops, drooling over the treo 650.
but alas, money was not in my favour.

put plainly. palm os rawked my sawks. palm own3d windows.

and now what happens. gahhh. i am devastated.
oh, and it supposedly has a 240x240 screen as opposed to its 650 predecessor which has a 360x360 screen.

BOYCOTT PALM PRODUCTS!
not commercial yet, daniel sincerely hopes that its all just a rumour.

that's the end of daniel's tech review.

looking for a good read?

http://museum-of-twits.blogspot.com/

this is soooo amusing. wonder how long it'll survive though.
all the good reads eventually get pulled down.

makes me ponder about just what makes a good read.

anyway. just take a look.

blogger has gone a little wonky. anyone got the same problem? the post window is a little strange.

anyway.
i finally revamped my fishtank.

2 shanshui (soft-shelled turtles)
3 bumblebees (some form of goby)
2 black ghost knife fish
3 black coolies
lotsa veggies

okay. so i bought a reasonable amount of things to add to my 2 bichirs(9 headed dragon fish, according to the local fish shop auntie) and 2 crabs.
and then i realise my tank still looks empty due to the fact that the shanshui stay on a platform near the water surface, the black ghosts hide in the pieces of wood and in the trees(sea veggies).
and the coolies keep burrowing.
bumblebees still stay on the rocks, but they're so tiny they dont make a difference.

so the 'air' remains underpopulated.
anyone know some weird looking fish or something which dont hide?

gahh.
well, i think the trip to pasir ris was worth it, even though i had to tolerate ivan.
ohh. and ivan the thesaurusman said something today.

ivan says:
"how long can they survive in capacity?"

wow. shows thesauruses can make mistakes sometimes. (: