Another year, another start, another adventure.

Look at the date, today is 25th. It's someone else's birthday (ahem...) and yet I ate a slice of birthday cake that is meant for me in the morning right after I woke up at home. It has been this way for many years now (though it's not like 5 o'clock early in the morning everytime...) and of course I can somehow foresee what my parents would do every year. Yup my birthday is around the corner but "quite unfortunately" though it does not fall on the day that I'm home (wouldn't make much difference anyway) and so my usual "mini celebration" (erm... not quite...) has got to be today morning in that brief 8 minutes time.

Frankly I do not celebrate my birthday, now don't get me wrong that I did not get wishes from friends or presents or what, but I meant "no fancy dinner/meal or celebration (you know, like those kinda buffets that we used to attend with invitation to MANY people), no special presents, no wishes from family (they never did, so do I), no candles no nothing". I could hardly remember the last time I really "celebrated" my birthday, was when I was like... erm... 7 or 8 years old? Now that I've mentioned it, I would like to describe a bit about my childhood birthday celebrations. They used to be my happiest moments, though again no fancy meals and such, but of course there will be cake (I never missed cakes every year in my whole life, and I love them), AND the most important part for me, is that there will be tons of (I mean "many") toys surrounding me with the cake in front. Yes I once fond of toys; Transformers, Matchbox, Power Rangers (my ultimate collection), Gundams, "Pasar Malam Plastic Classics"... you name it. My mom used to be very strict and so no computer and video games for me last time, but "mild level" of Digimon is acceptible. So far I could recall that I have stuffed two full plastic boxes (huge ones) of toys, and now they are on display in my other house, nicely attached and posted. Not that I like to collect bunch of any plastic figures or so called "junks" but I actually do have a taste and "class". To visualize this point, I've actually collected almost RM 1.5k worth of toys (Power Rangers was the culrpit, I meant "High Quality Officially Genuine Power Rangers Plastics cum Metals Figures or Toys or Models" or whatever...). Yes, picky as to say I am. All in all I would most likely get some "high quality toys" every year from my parents and aunt (both are my hardcore toys sponsors throughout my childhood). I still remember clearly the phrase "Mighty "Morphine"(Morphing) Power Ranger!", I was a big fan of Power Rangers for many seasons lol...

So much for my childhood memory, of course I did not get any toys on this morning (I wished I could get something else, but none that was present. Not that I would blame them for that, of course I do understand about my parents' financial situation...). And as usual, "Khai Yuen there's a cake inside the fridge, cut it anytime you want and you might as well have it for your breakfast, cause I did not get any bread for you yesterday." It was a chocolate cake (I don't think I missed any "chocolate" too in my whole life whenever on my birthday, I love it...), I mean CHOCOLATE CAKE, because I can see nothing else besides chocolate. Chocolate toppings chocolate cream chocolate wrapping and of course, chocolate cake LOL. Anyway, it was a reasonably cheap cake compared to other branded cake shops, this one is from Tesco. No I wouldn't mind it, as long as it's a cake, and hey it's chocolate! XD

And so I ate the thing, cut it myself, no candles no birthday song (it was 5 in the morning duh, my parents were sleeping...), all by myself. Instead of a "mini celebration" I would say that it was just another normal breakfast, except with that "Happy Birthday" letters on the cake. I had done with it after about 8 minutes, ate to my heart content and put the remaining into a tupperware and into the fridge, and I told my mom to share it with my dad and grandpa when they wake up.

That's it for this year, just another year. But then I suddenly realized something when I was on the train back to MC; my mom has never failed to provide me with cakes every year, well actually my dad pays for it but she chooses it, and yet I've never said that "particular phrase" to them at all. And so I would like to take this opportunity here to say...

Thanks, mum and dad.

"Sometimes time really matters"

As of May 1, 2007:


As of June 16, 2007:



Sometimes, it's not just about the improvement by a mere 3 seconds or 1 second, but it means a lot, it actually brings about 1 to 3 more months of joy and sense of achievement, until I can break it again...


1. Have you ever tried to travel from PJ to Setapak after classes from 8 a.m. to 12 p.m., play basketball for about 2 hours, and lepak till 3 a.m.? And get up at 7 a.m. just to lepak again before rushing back to PJ for class again? I went back to have a "short nap" from 3 p.m. to 7 p.m. after that, and then from 9 p.m. all the way to 6.30 a.m... Amazing how I could sleep like that isn't it? Oh my... And have you tried brushing your teeth with your finger, and not changing your clothes for one whole day?

灯灯灯凳!!~

After being "DC" from the online world for weeks (not fully "DC" afterall...), I've finally quit slacking off and have decided to spend "a little" time in PD computer lab to get on with my post, on this filthy keyboard (=_=)... SERIOUSLY most of the keyboards in PD look like someone has just peed on them, often covered with dust (but I don't think they are simply "dust") and "dirt" (uhuh..?). I felt sooo uneasy whenever I have to use them, oh well, can't help anyway.

I've not planned to blog beforehand so I do not have any particular idea in mind, so I'll just get through with this "quick" and "brief"...

Recent thoughts:

1) If I ever "gay", it would have to be L, no one else. DAMN YOU REM!!! (in honor to our beloved L)

2) Is it only me or what? I've noticed weeks ago that ALL of the anime I've watched use clamshell phones, do Japanese know what is "candybar"???

3) I've had a ride on a bullet train. If you ever interested in riding one, you don't need a visa and passport for a trip to Japan, you can get one in my Introductory Calculus lecture...

4) It sure rains a lot...

5) It sure is hot when it doesn't rain.

6) I ran out of games to play... Seriously.

7) TimeNet is a murderer.

8) You can actually get by without getting scold by parents when your housephone bill exceeded RM600.

9) And you can actually push your phone bill over RM600 (there IS a reason why I was DC'ed for long...)

10) If you still don't blog after a long while, you won't get the chance to do so anymore.

11) The elevated vehicle bridge over the roundabout near MC and Nissan is finally completed, thanks to it the traffic there is much more improved and well-organized. This morning I got my first ride-through from MC to PA, it was fast (uhuh, and NO more congested early in the morning). Odd enough though, I began to worry, sure that bridge is to bring convenience and a time-saver, but then it indirectly (and inevitably, since it doesn't make sense to just put a traffic light in the middle of the road which is not more than 2 kilometres) causes the cars to speed across the bridge all the way down until the junction into PA block (and continues after that). Today I've experimented (ahem... "experienced") that, the MC bus was running sooo much faster than it used to be when it takes the bottom road. Let's think about this, UTAR is well reknown and beloved by many Chinese (achoo!!~) and many chose to further their tertiary studies here, imagine many people from outstation or natives that stay in Section 17 or so, and every morning they will have to cross the road to UTAR PA without any assistance from any traffic lights or safety guards (primary school?) or traffic police (?) or bridges (sorry but my english is poor, do you have any other substitution to refer to a "smaller sized bridge"?? @_@) or zebra crossing or whatever... Yea you get my idea here, with THAT thrusting speed of the cars it's impossible to put an instant break in times of emergency, and so accidents have a high chance to occur in the very near future (my humble deduction). Should we start worrying right after it happens? Or is it better to do something now? At least build some mini bumpers (again, what do you call those lines?) or paint a zebra crossing before you open that road! Oh come on Zzz...

12) Ampang Yong Tau Fu is no match to the Yong Tau Fu near the entrance of my town, erm... HUH!?

13) Despite that I've stopped onlining in the past few weeks, I am still able to grab all of Ai Otsuka's albums (except for her compilation album, that comes afterwards). Regardless that I'm updating my blog so darn late, I've had them all... Now? Working on Yui (blekk). I can't stop now, not when I'm bored to death without any interest in games anymore (some occasional hacking in Dota). But of course it is an end to my online routine at home, I can't do that anymore, not that I can't do it at UTAR... XD.

14) Ivan is a nice guy (no you don't need to treat me to a meal or what... XD)

15) DAMN I still don't get the chance to see Kelvin drives!! (=_=)

16) My (T5) and my neighbour (T6) tutorial class are S C A R Y, I can sense many CGPA 3.8+ scorers in these two classes, seriously I'm freaking out...

17) I've managed to escape from a super hot stove, yet found myself in another freaking haywire fridge!! Guys remember how we used to complain about the air-conds in PA block? Now I don't get the same problem here in PD, but it's a bit over... Especially in these stormy days, I'll consider to get a jacket soon... Damn...

18) Where in heaven is my new phone!!? (if my mom ever read blogs...)

19) Where in Malaysia is my new spectacles!!? (if my dad ever read blogs...)

20) Are you guys gonna reserve it for my birthday surprise??? (if my parents ever read blogs...)

21) My new little puppy is CUTE~ Kawaii... (all dogs to me are cute except for Chiwawa), show you some photos sooner...

22) I've heard that SOMETHING (unfavourable) happened on last Saturday (June 11) in UTAR, anyone can update me on that? XD

23) I'm bankrupt this month... Aiks...

24) I can't sleep later than 11 o'clock lately... It's cause I will fall before that, I wonder WHY.

25) I will have to find alternative sources to download Japanese songs, I can't rely on download manager anymore. So if anyone ever have any good sites (with direct download links on the exact songs or WinRAR archive of the original albums) please do let me know, you will be a life-saver of me.

26) Oh, I saw a magnificent paragraph regarding a SUPERB Japanese female artist's information, I'll highlight it here...

"Sony released a deluxe box set for Seiko in July 2006. The box set contains 55 CDs, 860 songs cost 100,000 yen and has a play time of over 80 hours."

If you are counting with your little fingers, put that down, I'll tell you. It's ~RM 2857.19... I don't know about you, but this is my first time in my life that I've seen such amazing fact.
Full cover story at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seiko_Matsuda

27) I'm starting to get bored eating rice box (I mean the rice inside okay?) in MC alone, really hope to meet new friends soon so I won't have dinner alone at night anymore...

28) My eyeballs are gonna explode in a few more minutes, and my songsdownload have completed, sayonara.


(Oh lord please grant me great strength and courage so that I can come back to this wonderful place once more, for that I've found my salvation in blogging that I can release "something" that has been kept in my soul for weeks... Ah Men)<<--- (is that the right way to say a prayer?)

Dud

Woke up at 5 today, got to rush to UTAR for an early orientation. Something is just not so right today, I felt uneasy and somewhat, tired. Maybe I didn't get a good sleep last night (well I have forced myself to sleep at 11 p.m. so that I could get enough sleep for the early activities, oh well... You can't just get yourself back on track to normal sleeping time right after you have burnt the midnight oil for about 3 weeks non-stop... And I rolled on the bed until 2 a.m. =_=). And so, I dragged along my heavy head and tired body to UTAR, bus, walk, LRT, whatever...

Somehow I regretted when I reached there, it was only 7 a.m. while the darn orientation starts at 8 a.m. (ahem, that's what they said). At first I supposed it was not such a big problem, since I haven't eat my breakfast (I brought along breads). The moment I was searching for a place at the canteen, I met my secondary mate Adrian, not that it's the first time I ever see him in UTAR, and he'll be taking Actuarial Science too. He brought along one female friend with him, we had a short chat while having my breakfast, until his other female friend came, and another male friend along. I felt never-before-alien and extremely embarrassed in that circumstances, so I left the group. I had not a slight idea of what to do right after that, it was still early, so I've decided to take a tour around PD to get myself familiarize with it (frankly I will still get lost in it). But what a luck I had, I could only gain access to 3rd floor, since other levels are either locked or blocked, crap.

I had no choice but to go back to the main entrance, sit at the staircase, glaring at the crowd (yes, somewhat angry, and tired), while kept poking Kelvin. And then suddenly Ipoh Boy, S, walked towards me and asking for the whereabout of Jess, and how in the world should I know? I was kinda surprise to see that tag on him, it was written "Crew", hmm... Not bad eh?

And finally our grand orientation gets its kick start when our si tau poh, Cynthia stepped forward and announced the commencement of registration at the car park area (you were great Cyn, but WAY too great... Lol). And so we lined up (I saw lineS, but I'd rather call them curves, whatever) and waited for our turn. This time the orientation got so much more organized than the last one I attended 1 year ago (*curse*I have waited for 4 hours for the last orientation, lining up!*curse*), where they sorted out the foundation students from the degree students, looks okay to me (great work Cyn, beers from me). In the progress I saw S (again), asking whether I want to be in the same class as him and Jess and the gang, I did not refuse (neither did I planned to beforehand), I was tired at the moment and anything will work for me. And so I "jumped the queue invertedly", to the back row (=_="")... Together with Jess's gang. I saw Michelle, Hyung Ying (did I spell it correctly?), and don't know who don't know who don't know who don't know who (I suppose all are TD3 gang?), and again, felt kinda alien and extremely paiseh in that situation Zzz (why do most TD1s have to take engineering? Groan...).

After listening to Cyn's shouting for twice among the crowd (again, WAY too great XD), and overhearing some chit-chatting and gossiping between the people (erm... Zzz), we finally got our turn. Show the student bill and IC, wait for the data input, and grabbed our stuff. On the way to the briefing hall Jess fled with gang, and again I was left alone, chit-chatting with Patt and S at the basement, bound into Cyn and got poked (=_=") for not helping in the orientation. I'm such one lazy person you know...

And so and so and so I went alone into the hall, found a sit. Waited for about half an hour, injected some JRocks (luckily I brought along my wife), then it starts. (Ooh you looked amazing on the screen Cyn! I mean only on the screen XD JKJK...). They started the introduction with some lame jokes (erm... No offense, the people actually laughed, but laughed as they are lame. Your partner seemed to be nervous, kinda ruined the thing up... It was like the joke is being planned earlier and forcefully spitted out. Well of course it is okay to plan a joke, but why THIS obviously? Or did I get it wrong?).

And he bla she bla they bla UTAR bla everyone bla... I can't concentrate, my funny head is getting serious that I couldn't wait to get the hell out of that place at once. I sms'ed S to get his stuff back (I kept the shirt and miscellaneous for him temporarily) and that he screened me out of that hall as coincidentally he was standing post at that hall. The lights are off when the people are watching the video and so I got away quite easily. After saying goodbye to S I went up-stair to the DSA, as I expected, not a single student there, good for me. I went straight in the office and sit down while had a talk with one of the officers there regarding scholarship application. And as I expected too, I screwed it. The minimum requirement for UTAR scholarship is a CGPA of 3.8, and yet I can only get a max of 3.6 or 3.7 , junk Zzz. Another failure in my life.

After leaving the DSA in sorrow, I headed for the library (is it the same level? I lost count @_@) to get my student ID done (that was what I thought), and then being instructed to head for the ICTC located at the different level instead (Zzz). When I reached the ICTC guy asked me to wait till 1 p.m. for the photo taking session, I was totally clueless as we didn't need a photo-taking session last time during foundation when we could just bring our own photo and get the job done. Yea right AS IF I'm gonna stay till 1 o'clock (it was 10 a.m. when I last spoke to with guy Zzz).

Finally I left UTAR, headed for the bus stop and waited for the bus to LRT station (damn the sun is the usual case today T_T). A family of three walked towards me from the opposite side of the road and asked about the bus route and schedule. That family came from Alor Setar (Hmm...) and their daughter (cutie) takes Actuarial Science too, but she has gone through form six before this. We chatted our way while waiting for the bus, they asked about the living style in Pee Jay, expenses, hostel, UTAR... Oh well...

Reached home at 12.40 something... (yea about 2 hours =_= geez...). After the journey to and fro I was totally exhausted, what with the headache some more, so I got myself in bed right after the wash-up, until 7 p.m. (dinner time). What a day.

(Gosh my head... Argh...)

Thoughts: "Probability" is crap today, it's very unbelievable that my MP3 player acted weird. Well the ratio of female artists to male artists in my player is almost a 50:1, but then today I kept got the chaining of male artists' songs when I put my player on randomized playlist, strange... Out of the 236 songs? Hmm...

Oh, and if your parents are government servants, congratulation for the pay rise. *raised eyebrow*Finally another rare occurrence of good deed from our government, well, great work. (The market index actually rose, what an immediate effect =_="" You can exchange US dollars for a lower rate now, 3.33 if I'm not mistaken...)

The art of cleaning

Cleaning rule No. 1: Wake up late, real late, like 12 in the noon. To make sure yourself have enough sleep and energy for what's coming up.

Cleaning rule No. 2: Have a full breakfast, like 1 donut, a gallon of milk, and a big bowl of "Fish Head mee hun", without fish head. This full meal will prepare you to face the challenges coming in the next few hours.

Cleaning rule No. 3: Do not bathe first, if you have the habit of bathing when you wake up. As you will dirty yourself soon anyway, so don't even bother to wash your face. Just brush your teeth, for the breakfast.

Cleaning rule No. 4: Wear casually, real casual, say, even a pyjamas will do. Prepare to get wet as you perspire and soaked up by the water in the process of cleaning.

Cleaning rule No. 5: Check and determine whether the weather of the day suits for your task. For the fact that a blazing hot sun is enough to crush even the strongest soul on Earth. A damp and windy weather is the element that you need.

Cleaning rule No. 6: Start off slow, but steadily. Don't rush yourself to finish the current job just so that you could do other chore in time. You would find yourself wasting time to clean something up if you have not concentrated at all, it will not be clean after all, trust me. If you have other matters to attend to, do not hesitate to put down that cloth and shoo.

Cleaning rule No. 7: Get those songs rolling, plug in your MP3 and start injecting yourself with the energy while doing work.

Cleaning rule No. 8: Do not give yourself a chance to rest. No don't stop. Do everything in a push while you're still at it.

Cleaning rule No. 9: Do not treat dust and pests as your enemies, instead say hi and see you again to them. Be gentle and friendly, you will need to deal with these kinds frequently in the future. "Aren't Malaysian Courteous?"

Cleaning rule No. 10: Do not put on mask if you know your nose is allergic to dust, doing so will only worsen the situation and make you feel uneasy.

Cleaning rule No. 11: Take your time, even if it means whole day. Say like, 4 hours.

Cleaning rule No. 12: The most crucial part, take a thorough shower after everything is done. And then enjoy staying in your clean and shiny house.

The Best Is Yet To Come

An cuimhin leat an grá
Crá croí an ghrá
Níl anois ach ceol na h-oíche
Táim sioraí i ngrá
Leannáin le smál
Leannáin le smál
Lig leis agus beidh leat
Lig leis agus beidh grá
Cuimhne leat an t-am
Nuair a bhí tú sásta
An cuimhne leat an t-am
Nuair a bhí tú ag gáire
Tá an saol iontach
Má chreideann tú ann
Tug aghaidi ar an saol is sonas sioraí inár measc
Céard a tharla do na laethanta sin
Céard a tharla do na h-oícheanta sin
An cuimhin leat an t-am
Nuair a bhí tú faol bhrón
An cuimhin leat an t-am
Go sioraí sileadh na ndeor an ormsa nó orainne a bhí an locht
Ag mothú caiite s'ar fán
Cén fáth an t-achrann is sileadh na ndeor
Tá áilleacht sa saol
Má chuardaíonn tú e
Tá gliondar sa saol
Cuardaimís e

la la la la la la la la la la la la la

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Do you remember the time
When little thing made you happy

Do you remember the time
When simple thing made you smile

Life can be wonderful
If you let it be

Life can be simple
If you try

Whatever happened to those day?
Whatever happened to those night?

Do you remember the time
When little thing made you sad

Do you remember the time
When simple thing made you cry


Is it just me
or
Is it just us

Felling lost in this world?

Why do we have to hurt each other
Why do we have to shed tears?

Life can be beautiful
If you try

Life can be joyful
If we try

Tell me
I'm not alone

Tell me
We are not alone in this world
Fighting against the wind

Do you remember the time
When simple thing made you happy

Do you remember the time
When little thing made you laugh

You know
Life can be simple

You know
Life is simple

Because
Best thing in life is yet to come

Because...
Best is yet to come

Washed out crap...

Okay, I know I've made an irreversible turn in my life, but I didn't know! Horror and thriller have never been my taste, not that I hate to watch them, I even had a sort of desire for them during my childhood (you know, kids, endless search for "excitement", whatever...). But now? I'd rather avoid them as possible. I'm not too keen in watching the disgusting and chilling scenes in those movies anymore, save me from goosebumps. I began to question where did I find that sort of "joy" when watching them before I grew up (=_=).

Anyway, I've watched it. At first I thought this is a pure post-apocalyptic movie, like Armageddon, Deep Impact, The Day After Tomorrow, The Sinking of Japan (I skipped this one), Sunshine (skipped it too), or, as far as it goes, even The Greenhouse Effect (?), Volcano and War of the World (they are not too "apocalyptic", just the destruction of something! Give me something to shoot at...)? Well I love those! Not that I'm a psycho who enjoys watching the end of humanity and the loss of life or the like, but I've always been long seeking the true origin of mankind, and curious on how everything will end. Every time I get something from the movie itself, it clearly delivers the message that everyone should starts doing something in order to save ourselves (can we?) from extinction.

But in the end? The god damn title fooled me, it should have clarified more clearly that it's a science fiction/horror! I felt a bit of uneasiness when the movie started about 3 minutes, and the whole thing begins after that. This thriller never fails to deliver the non-stop action (which I think it get its compliment for) and spine-chilling scenes, seriously it never stops! Just when you think this is going to be a peaceful and "happily ever after" or the sort, there comes a zombie popping out from nowhere onto the darn screen and scaring you out. Oh did I mention that this movie is sooo resemble to Resident Evil (story line and techniques used)? But I prefer this XD.

As the movie poster says, "WEEK ONE: No Trace, WEEK TWO: No Warning, WEEK EIGHT: No Control, WEEK SIXTEEN: No Cure, WEEK TWENTY EIGHT: No Escape." Me too felt the same way when the movie starts screening...

FIRST MINUTE: No Trace
SECOND MINUTE: No Warning
EIGHTH MINUTE: No Control
SIXTEENTH MINUTE: No Cure
TWENTY-EIGHTH MINUTE: No Excape

The film opens with husband and wife Don and Alice hiding in a boarded-up cottage in the countryside with four others as the Rage infection spreads across the mainland of Great Britain. Although they initially seem to be safe, the cottage is soon attacked by the Infected and the inhabitants become separated. Don finds his wife cornered by an Infected individual in a bedroom, pleading for his help. However, rather than put himself at risk by intervening, Don shuts the door on her and flees the cottage, escaping on a motorboat on a nearby river.

Twenty-eight weeks after the outbreak and six months after the last of the Infected starved to death, a U.S.-led NATO operation commanded by U.S. Army Brigadier General Stone begins to repopulate the country, starting with the Isle of Dogs in London, known as District 1. Among the survivors flown in from European refugee camps are Don's children, teenage Tammy and twelve-year-old Andy, who are reunited with their father. Escaping from District 1 to visit their old family home, Tammy and Andy discover that their mother is still alive. Medical checks conducted by army doctor Scarlett confirm that Alice is infected but does not show any symptoms. Scarlett believes that Tammy and Andy may have inherited their mother's genetic immunity to the Rage virus.

During an unauthorised visit, Don kisses Alice and becomes infected from her saliva. After violently killing her, he attacks several soldiers, spreading the infection. Stone orders the execution of Code Red, a prepared plan to deal with another outbreak, and snipers attempt to shoot the Infected without harming any uninfected civilians. However, the situation soon spirals out of control and Stone orders the army to kill everyone. One sniper, Sergeant Doyle, is uncomfortable with these orders and abandons his post, joining a group of survivors including Scarlett, Tammy and Andy. Attempting to lead the group to safety, Doyle is contacted by helicopter pilot Flynn, who arranges to meet him at Regent's Park. Doyle's group make it out of District 1 just before the U.S. Air Force firebombs the entire area, incinerating the Infected and civilians alike. However, some other survivors and Infected, including Don, also manage to escape into wider London.

At Regent's Park, Flynn, who was expecting to meet only Doyle, refuses to evacuate the other survivors and tells Doyle to meet him alone at Wembley Stadium in north London. Running from the Infected through the streets of central London, Doyle, Scarlett, Tammy and Andy take refuge in an abandoned Volvo V70 when they are confronted a cloud of poison gas released by the army. When Scarlett cannot start the car, Doyle sacrifices himself to push-start the vehicle and is killed by flamethrower-wielding NBC soldiers. Following a helicopter attack on the car as it travels through Westminster, Scarlett, Tammy and Andy take refuge in Charing Cross tube station. In the darkness, Scarlett is killed by the infected Don, who then attacks and bites Andy. Tammy shoots and kills her father and discovers that while Andy is now infected, he is immune like his mother.

Reaching Wembley Stadium, Tammy and Andy are rescued by Flynn, who uses his helicopter to fly them over London, past the White Cliffs of Dover and across the English Channel towards France.

In an epilogue captioned "28 Days Later", Flynn's helicopter is shown abandoned. The film ends depicting a swarm of infected running across the terrace of the Palais de Chaillot towards the Eiffel Tower, indicating that the infection has spread to Continental Europe.

-Wikipedia (Sorry but I'm lazy to summarize a movie that I dislike...)

It's a sequel to its predecessor "28 Days Later"
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/28_Days_Later

It's watchable. but still, crap for me.

Okay okay I know I was just being paranoid! In fact these two movies seem to be just fine to the audience worldwide, it has good reception because of its well taken action scenes and its good portray of the deserted mainland of Great Britain when the god damn virus spreads, so grab the ticket if you are into pissing your pants off (nah it's not that scary anyway :p, just disgusting) and wants to get a rough idea of how you can actually exterminate millions of people in the future if you ever wanted to do so. The conclusion? I don't like this movie, my personal taste. (actually I was kinda annoyed by its occasional frenzy movement of the camera in the early scenes when the zombies attacked, but maybe this is the technique of directors used to capture action scenes, or is it a method to actually "censor" the unwanted gores, but it sure makes me feel dizzy and uneasy, don't know about you guys.). After all this is an interesting thriller that promised to be as intriguing as ever, feel free to go for it. But if you haven't watch Spider-man 3 just yet (SHAME ON YOU :p), make it a top-most priority before getting a bite from this zombie. (Actually I'd rather watch it a second time... Well... No turning back now.). By the way, they are planning for a third installment, I doubt I will go back for another bite (=_=).

So long...