Website Redesign

Hi all. Finally I have finished redesign my website and let me know what you guys think.

alvinsim.com Logo

Finally I have time to sit down and draft up a logo which I can use to represent me for my freelance work. Below are two drafts. What are your opinions? Frankly, I like no. 2.

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The Day I Got Robbed

Why do people steal or cause hurt to other people? Then I should ask, “Why do people commit crime?” Then if we look at the bigger picture, “Why is there war?”

My house just got broken into. He took few hundred ringgit of cash, which was the apartment’s maintenance fee and my tag heuer watch which I rarely wear and was given to me by my father. Those are the items currently missing according to my bro. My total lost is RM2,000++.

That thief not only stole the items, but my happiness and security. How can I still be happy after hearing that news and how do I know that this incident won’t happen again?

Right now, I hope that moronic nincampoop suffers for what he did not only to me but also to other unfortunate ones.

Although he deserves to die but he can’t and must not. I hope he suffers for everything bad deed he does. I hope he suffers so badly that he weeps and begs for mercy everyday and everynight. I hope he suffers so badly that he wished that he is dead but he cannot die. I hope he suffers so badly that he wished he was never born.

And finally, I hope that Kira or Hell Girl would get him. I do not hope for vengence but the world is round and what goes around comes around.

Choose

I am currently listening to Trainspotting‘s OST. I’ve watched it one or two times six years ago and I find it f***ing brilliant although there are few scenes which were disgusting.

After a chat with my friend about this movie, I think I will check out the novel after I have finished reading The Hobbits which is taking forever. I am a very slow reader.

I like the intro and here’s the transcript:

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. 

Choose a fucking big television.
Choose washing machines, cars...

Choose good health...

Low cholesterol and dental insurance. 

Choose fixed-interest mortgage payments. 

Choose a starter home.
Choose your friends. 

Choose leisure wear and matching luggage.  

Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.

Chose D.I.Y. and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning.  

Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows...

stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.

Choose rotting away at the end of it all.  

Pissing your last in a miserable home;
nothing more than an embarrassment...  

to the selfish, fucked-up brats
that you've spawned to replace yourself.

Choose your future.
Choose life.

I chose not to choose life.
I chose something else.  

And the reasons?
There are no reasons.

Who needs reasons
when you've got heroin?

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