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unhappy days...

2006-11-16T22:54:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was one of my unhappiest days in my life.

Early in the morning, I revieved a call from my dad, saying my uncle is admitted to the hospital. I was like WTF!! Didn't he just came out of Institut Jantung Negara with the doctors saying he's fine? He suffered a mild stroke, cause by a burst in one of the veins in the brain. The news hit me like a tonne of bricks. It just hit me hard. I had a hard time accepting the news.

He is now in a semi-coma condition and as of now, half his body is paralyzed. I have yet to see him. I'm planning to go tomorrow, but I'm afraid I'll just burst into tears upon seeing his condition. He IS my favourite uncle all these years along. I still remember the time when I broke my leg, he came to Assunta Hospital with my favourite cartoon toy at that time. And not to mention the countless birthday presents from him.

How can this happen to him. He's no thief or robber, he did not kill anyone, WHY MUST THIS HAPPEN !!
WHY ....!!!!!

Knowing his condition now just saddens me deep down to the bone. It's a very hard moment for me. To juggle between work, friends and my uncle. In front of friends and work, I need to put up a smiley face, but deep down, I'm just suffering. I don't know how long can I keep up with this. Maybe I'll be the one to have a burst in one of my veins....if this prolongs...

The thing now is that the doctor said that he is stable, if he maintains in this condition. But if it worsens.... God knows what will happen. I can't even bear the thought of it.

Since I'm no doctor, the only thing I can do is to pray for him every night. I do hope that anyone who reads this blog just help me in just praying for my uncle. It's no obligation, I'm not asking you to pray every single moment of the day, just a thought will do. Even if it's just for 5 seconds.

Please...

perhaps .. ?

2006-11-14T23:27:00.000+08:00

Perhaps what?
I would really fancy knowing also..
perhaps I can be taller?..
perhaps I can be smarter?..
perhaps I can be better looking?..
perhaps I can be Casanova?..
perhaps I can be a lot of things but myself

I do wish all of the above
but in reality, you are what you are
if you're fat, YOU'RE FAT..

the 'happenings' are slowly dissapearing
forget it I'm slowly doing
how successful i'm not too sure
maybe in the process, i'll die?..

time will tell as usual

the drive, the 'happenings', the fly

2006-11-03T22:07:00.000+08:00

Drive as far and fast as I want to; the parking lot is the destination regardless what. Which to choose poses a problem every single time. EVERY SINGLE DAMN TIME!!! Where do you want to park, drive in or reverse in, how long you want to park, to pay for the parking coupon or just leave it, to double park or not, and etc. Just when you think everything is ok, you are slap with a summon from the police for speeding. LIfe is just too unpredictable, and guess what; YOU GOT TO LIVE WITH IT REGARDLESS YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!!!

Days are getting more and more boring. Friends are getting more scarce these days. It's like searching for a needle in the haystack. If there are more than 2 person having drink together, it's a bonus; really. Some are busy with work, some are busy with life partner, some with potential life partner. Like now, it's a Friday night and guess what, I'm still at home. It's been a very long time since I stayed home on a Friday night. Now, all I can say is ' I'm bored'.

By piling work in office on myself, I keep myself numb and tired. Forget what's 'happening' around I must. But, when I close the lids on my eyes everytime, the 'happenings' appears. How I wish it would have a switch whereby I can just turn it off everytime it appears. A foolish thought I know. But what can be done when we are only human.

Was in Port Dickson 2 weeks back. It was nice, but it could be better. Alone at the beach I was, thinking about 'happenings'. My time alone with the open sea and the sound of the waves were interrupted with the arrival of a few friends. Their presence did hinder my time with myself, but was overcome in matter of minutes. By then, I was just enjoying the sound of nature; waves splashing on the beach. It was one of those moments I have longed for. It did help in soothing my battle scarred brain; but the damage was too much even for nature to heal.

PD was where I can release stress with the help of an ancient chinese gambling tool; Mahjong. Lame it may sounds, try after playing for 3 -4 hours, it kinda kill more brain cells than studying the night through. Drunk was a state I intend to be in; but was rudely stopped by the thought of my tonsils. I had an infection at that time.

Fly as high as I want, but when energy or fuel is gone, I will just fall back onto ground.
By flying high, you'll fall, but with just a splat and you are dead.
By flying low, you'll be dragging yourself along the trail when you fall. More pain and much longer time for you to experience the pain. Sadly, I choose to fly low. Since this path I have already chosen, I must endure the time and pain; but to what extent I can endure, even myself I do not know. Time will tell, and I do hope it come as soon as possible as I think I can no longer endure the pain anymore.

Shy, My Downfall

2006-10-20T20:14:00.000+08:00

*song Michael Buble - Home*

Ahh.. Sitting here in my room with the lighting strikes going all over the place while updating my blog. Nice scenario innit? Well, I really don't know what to write in this part of my update. Hmm, let try something emotional.

I'm actually a very shy guy. Especially towards girls that I fancy. Friends who knows me thinks that I'm a crazy nut who goes blabbering all over the place when little do they know about me deep inside. Friends I know have been asking me when I'm gonna get someone to share my life me for as long as I can remember. Some of them said do not deny this and that and etc. For me, it's not denial. I'm just very selective about the reality that I accept. And I do think a lot of people does the same thing.

Friends did say, why shy? Just gung-ho and go. Bang the wall. Learn from experience. You ask, you'll get a 50%-50% chance. By not asking at all... well... 0%. =). For me, it ain't so easy. Theoratically, yes it's workable. Practical wise, it's really up to me and frankly, I'm just short of guts. But then again, by staying silent, the other party might not be realizing that you have feelings for him/her. That's what I do most of the time. =)

I've never been no Casanova or Valentino like some of my friends are. Bold as they are I'm not. I'm just a fat and ugly bastard who likes to keep everything in the closet. I've lost out a few due to me being silent and not pouring out my feelings like flushing meadows. But then again, it's my choice and I got to live with it regardless whether I like it or not. Definitely no one likes to be alone. So is my answer to that, a no with a capital N.

Shy as I can be, you wouldn't even be able to imagine. I can accept customers saying NO, friends saying NO, parents saying NO, to me, but the thought of some girl you fancy saying NO, that alone is enough to stop me at my tracks. Yeah yeah, my friends will want to kill me when they read this part. =). But this is a sad part of me that been living within me for the past 25 years. It ain't so easy to change. Sometimes I really do wonder if I have a Jekyll and Hyde personality which instead of Hyde, you get Casanova. =) . If I really do, then whenever Casanova is needed, I just shove him out to control me then. =). Wild imagination, but stupid idea right? Finding someone who is right is like one of human's main mission in life, and if that is not done by yourself, you deserve to be shot in the head.

Once upon a time, I can't even talk to girls I fancy. The sight of them stunned me with silence. Never have I really be able to flirt. Not that I know if I really did anyway. But thank god, I manage to change that. Still slow, but it's changing. At least I'm talking. =). Sad innit?

Let's just wait and see what the future has instore for me.

things people do..

2006-09-29T12:12:00.000+08:00

*song currently being played "I Would Do Anything For Love - Meatloaf"*

Been around these days crashing into a few of my friend's blogs. I gotta say, it's not as pleasing as I expected it to be.

Very emotional. Good?.. Don't think so. The song i'm hearing now really suits a few of my friends. You know who you are guys. Love love love. Can't it really drive a person mad? Yes, it can break you. But to the extent as in being all down and exiling away from your friends? You must be crazy. Love above all should be the happiest thing in life that you can experience. If it's causing you sleepless nights, mood swings, no appetite to eat, can't even come out with a decent joke, then Love is not what you should venture into. Why get urself all stressed out for when everytime people say "Live A Happy Life"? Correct?

*song currently being played "No More I Love Yous - Annie Lennox"*

Enemies here... I am making. But what are friends for? Friends will kick you to the ground, but friends at times will also help you in getting up from the ground. Humans are always the worst kind of living lifeform in taking advices. Advices are always coming from every direction, regardless from whom it came from, but we never listen do we. Our ego always gets the better of us. We think we know everything there is to know but in reality, we know NOTHING. Especially when you are in a situation, you get so indulge in the situation that your mind does function as it should be. That's where friends with advices comes in. BUT NOOOO... You shooo them away with your own reasoning that your actions are correct. Ok..enough about all this shyt, time or some fun...

I've just come to realize something. And I do think every knows who are they. They are the "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles". Heard of them before? Yeah, I think you do. I do think that the Americans are just dumb ass. Seriously, they can't even differentiate a turtle from a tortoise. If all of you cartoon fanatics like me remember correctly, the 1st episod of Ninja Turtles, the kid was holding all for "TORTOISE" in the bowl aquarium when he felled and accidentally freed those "TORTOISE" into the sewer? Remember? Those are TORTOISE, but why do they have to call them turtles?

It's easy to differentiate a turtle from a tortoise. Turtle are those with blade like fins for legs whereas turtles have hooflike legs with claws.. Right? Maybe it doesn't sound right having "Teenage Mutant Ninja Tortoise". HAHAHA. I might be wrong, cause I'm no turtle or tortoise expert. Just my opinion anyway.

Ok ok, enough of me blabbering all over the place..

Till next time..

Cheers...

Hair Cut!!

2006-09-20T18:31:00.000+08:00

Realized that my hair was getting kinda long, so went to the saloon over at SS14 to get my air trimmed. Met up with Shannon. Sat down, and the 1st thing the hairstylist asked what how do i want my hair.Since I can't make up any decision, (I went to the saloon not knowing how to get my hair cut), I told the girl, "Just cut whatever you feel that is comfortable". And so it goes, snip snip here, snip snip there. I was closing my eyes for about 80% of the time. Just want to have that feeling whereby you dunno what to expect out of that haircut.

The moment I open my eyes, OMG, my hair was shorter than those of a hamster. Hahaha. Well, she said it looks good for me if I don't comb it. Hmmm, then the longer I look at it, well, it actually looks not bad. Friends might say something else though. I'm not the best judge of taste anyway. Then after Shannon finish styling his hair with gel and goo to make it stand, his hairstylist came over to me and said that Shannon's lucky, then saying that his friend here (me) wanna stand also cannot. She meant my hair, but Shannon was saying to the hairstylist don't say until like my friend cannot stand (he meant that I cannot sustain an erection)Hahaha, we did have a good laugh over that issue.

Shannon, I wanna clarify here that I DO NOT have problem sustaining an erection.

Cheers..

It's been awhile

2006-09-20T17:39:00.000+08:00

It's been a while since I've updated my blog.

My friend Shannon asked me a question today. What's love and in love? Being blunt, I search the web and found this. The phrase 'Love' from dictionary.com means a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. Hmm, how about in love? Nothing. Being in love ain't the same? I thought it always was. Well, I guess there is not so much of a Casanova or St. Valentine in me. No wonder I've spent Valentine'd Day alone. Love is a very subjective issue. Let's say, you see a guy that you like on the streets, so you call that love? You say you love the steaks over at San Francisco Steakhouse, are you supposed to have a relationship with the steak? This is all just hypothetical. Love, love, love. It's a beautiful word, but when used wrongly can create confusions.

Let's just skip the rest of the story. Got kinda lazy to continue. I was talking to Shannon just the other dayand we've just realized that this year was a very funny year. We had ups and downs this year, not only to us, but to most of our friends. Sad to say, mostly experienced down. How sad is that? Stories of friends being this and that sometimes kinda put you down. You feel sad and down, but there is nothing you can do to help. The only thing you can do is to be a good listener. Sometimes, friends talk to you not looking for solution, but just to get a companion who is willing to listen to all of his/her problems. And I've been through a number of it just this year alone. By hearing all this, it kinda sinks into you sometimes you know. Unless you are a very very carefree person, you might be emotionally distrupted by these stories. Making you depressed and feeling down. I'm already halfway there. Sinking deeper into the abyss, not knowing what awaits u down there.

Whenever I'm down, I'll automatically think of this song. I think Julian knows this as well. You gotta s-m-i-l-e to be h-a-double p-y. I dunno why, this song just perk me up. Hahaha.

Anyway, gotta fetch me mom from work now. Will blog again when time allows me to.

Cheers...

Good and Bad..

2006-07-03T12:08:00.000+08:00

It's like a blink of the eye and now World Cup it's coming down to its closing stages. Teams that I've supported wasn't to be seen in the semi-finals. Teams like Spain, Argentina and sadly England. Even Brazil lost out in the quarters. That is why I'm not so keen in watching the semis.

Well that's the bad, the good is, FERRARI ARE BACK.. They basically dominated the US Grand Prix from start to finish. Leading it 1 - 2 all the way. WOOOHOOO... Schumi as usual was exceptionally good. But the best result of the day was from Massa. This shows that one a given day, Massa can clock times as fast as top group. GO MASSA.
Well, since Montoya rammed into the back of Kimi causing that 6 car melee, Kimi has more reasons to leave the Mclaren team. We're halfway through the season and yet, Kimi has not annoucned whether would he be staying in McLaren. With Alonso coming in, it is not yet known which driver in the McLaren outfit is leaving the team. Sad to say, most of the people speculates that Kimi will be leaving.

Anyway, don't care who's leaving or coming. As long as Ferrari wins.... GO SCHUMI... GO MASSA!!!!...

Cheers...

Tonsillitis!!!.. Do you want them?

2006-06-27T11:18:00.000+08:00

*aching in pain while writting*

Yeah, for those who knows me well enough, yes again, my tonsillitis is acting up again. It's glowing red, big as ping pong balls with white puss covering it like chicken pocks are few of it's distinctive features.

Tonsillitis (ton-sil-lie-tiss) is an inflammation of the tonsils caused by an infection. Often a few doses of antibiotics should ge rid of them, but mine has a special issue. Ever since a long time before, more than I can remember, the size of my tonsils have been extremely HUGE. And I do mean HUGEEE.. Ask any of my friends for reference. And the size never subsides. Even without any infection or being heaty, the size remain slighty smaller as compared to when infected.

How massive you might be thingking. Well, just put it this way. If I were to have a fever or sorethroat which leads to the tonsils being infected, the hole that is available for breathing and eating (you know yourself how big is the hole in you throat, if not, please go look in the mirror now) is only about the size of 2 Tic-Tacs being put together.

Hahaha, the next best solution as given by my family doctor is to go for an operation called tonssilectomy. In lay man's term, removal of tonsils with surgical knife. :P Anyway, would really like to put a picture of my tonsils up now but I can't seem t find the picture that I've taken before. Well, nevermind then.

TONSILLITIS RULES!!!!
ROCK ON!!!

Cheers..

Cybersex, Joke Continued..

2006-06-16T10:27:00.000+08:00

sweetheart@hotmail.com has just signed in

wellhung: hello sweetheart, I have missed you

sweetheart: missed me for what??...you are very bad with cyber

wellhung: sorry, I just say it as I feel

sweetheart: well you should say it as you not feel

wellhung: ok…I am sitting here and with a raging hard-on…it is aching and bursting to be released from my skin tight pants

sweetheart: oh my…are you hard for me darling?

Wellhung: yes…I imagine you as a beautiful young lady with perky boobies and long sexy legs

Sweetheart: now you are talking...I am wearing only my underwear…a lacy bra, G string, suspenders, stockings and high heels

Wellhung…OMG…my raging hard-on is even harder!!

Sweetheart: release it darling…I unclip my bra, lift up my perky breasts and flick my long tongue over my hard nipples…I pick up my dildo and slowly circle my hot and juicy love nest…thinking of you. Please do me slowly…I want a long and satisfying experience.

Wellhung: I stand up...a look of outright shock and disbelief!!...my head is bowed…my keyboard is covered in goo…oh noooooooooo!!!

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Listen For L-O-V-E

2006-06-15T03:05:00.000+08:00

There are times when we are timid and shy about expressing the love we feel. For fear of embarrassing the other person, or ourselves, we hesitate to say the actual words "I love you." So we try to communicate the idea in other words.

We say 'take care' or 'don't drive too fast' or 'be good.' But really, these are just other ways of saying 'I love you,' 'you are important to me,' 'I care what happens to you,' 'I don't want you to get hurt.'

We are sometimes very strange people. The only thing we want to say, and the one thing that we should say, is the one thing we don't say. And yet, because the feeling is so real, and the need to say it is so strong, we are driven to use other words and signs to say what we really mean. And many times the meaning never gets communicated at all and the other person is left feeling unloved and unwanted.

Therefore, we have to LISTEN FOR LOVE in the words that people are saying to us. Sometimes the explicit words are necessary, but more often, the manner of saying things is even more important. A joyous insult carries more affection and love within the sentiments which are expressed insincerely.

An impulsive hug says I LOVE YOU even though the words might be saying very different. Any expression of a person's concern for another says I love you. Sometimes the expression is clumsy, sometimes even cruel. Sometimes we must look and listen very intently for the love that contains. But it is often there, beneath the surface.

We say I love you in many ways - with birthday gifts, and little notes, with smiles and sometimes with tears. Sometimes we show our love by just keeping quiet and not saying a word, at other times by speaking out, even brusquely.

We show our love sometimes by impulsiveness. Many times we have to show our love by forgiving someone who has not listened to the love we have tried to express. The problem is listening for love is that we don't always understand the language of love which the other person is using. A girl may use tears or emotions to say what she wants to say, and her boyfriend may not understand her because he expects her to be talking his language. Thus, we have to force ourselves to really listen for love. The problem with our world is that people rarely listen to each other. They hear the words, but they don't listen to the actions that accompany the words or the expression on the face. Or people listen only for rejection or misunderstanding.

They do not see the love that is there just beneath the surface, even if the words are angry. We have to listen for love in those around us. If we listen intently we will discover that we are a lot more loved than we realize. Listen for love and we will find that the world is a very loving place after all.

It is not the presence or absence of people that makes the difference because a person need not be lonely even if he is alone. Sometimes it is good to be alone. But that does not make us lonely. It is not a matter of being present WITH someone. It is a matter of being present to someone.

So remember... If you love someone, tell them. Remember always to say what you mean.

Never be afraid to express yourself. Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you. Seize the day and have no regrets.

Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today and are what it's all about anyway.

LOVE is a happy thing

It makes us laugh.
It makes us sing.
It makes us sad.
It makes us cry.
It makes us seek the reason why.
It makes us take.
It makes us give.
Above all else it makes us LIVE.

Something I found of the internet. Hilarious..

2006-06-11T17:52:00.000+08:00

I was browsing around the internet just moments ago when I came upon this funny thing. This is basically a MSN sex chat created by someone who has ample time one his hands. Although this is just a makeup story, but it's worth your time reading it. I was literally laughing my ass off just by reading this. It made my day. Here it goes..

sweetheart@hotmail.com has just signed in

Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?

Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?

Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Wal-Mart. I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner. It's smells funny.

Sweetheart: I want you! Would you like to screw me?

Wellhung: OK

Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.

Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.

Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.

Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.

Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.

Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.

Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.

Wellhung: My hands suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse. I'm sorry.

Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.

Wellhung: I'll pay for it.

Sweetheart: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.

Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?

Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly...I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.

Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.

Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.

Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!

Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.

Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.

Sweetheart: What?

Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.

Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.

Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.

Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing you hard tool.

Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!

Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take of my panties!

Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you... ummm... wait a minute.

Sweetheart: What's the matter?

Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking!

Sweetheart: Are you OK?

Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit! I'm turning all red.

Sweetheart: Can I help?

Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?

Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.

Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.

Sweetheart: Come back to me lover.

Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.

Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.

Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?

Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

Wellhung: I found it.

Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.

Wellhung: Me too.

Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately our naked bodies pressing each other.

Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.

Sweetheart: Why don't you take off your glasses?

Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.

Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.

Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover!

Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.

Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!

Sweetheart: What's the matter now?

Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.

Sweetheart: Mmmm, yes. Come on.

Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know...thing...in your... you know...woman's thing.

Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!

Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.

Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!

Wellhung: I'm flaccid.

Sweetheart: What?

Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.

Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around, an incredulous look on my face.

Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my wiener is all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.

Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.

Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.

Sweetheart: Go to hell! I'm logging off, fuck off you loser!

Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh nooooo!

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Updating Blog

2006-06-08T09:28:00.000+08:00

Hello once and all,

Decided to update my blog again. After a laylow period of like 3 - 4 months.
Don't really know why this happens, but then again, shit happens. You agree don't you?

Nothing new has happened so far except for he fact that I've hurt my back again. It all happened yesterday night as I was running up the stairs. I oversteered, then twisted again. Now I can't even put on my pants without suffering in pain. I'm supposed to be a young and healthy and vibrant young man. But, the backpain makes it look as if I'm 80 years old in age and health. All thankx to the game called golf and the lack of excercise that I do. Whoever who wants to take up golf, all I can say it's good luck.

Let's cross my fingers, and I hope that you do too, that my back will be healed in time then I can go golfing again. But in the meantime, I will be doing something more laidback, FISHING...!!

Was at Laguna in Kelana Jaya last saturday and boy what a day was it. I started fishing from 3pm till 10pm. 7 hours of fishing, and guess what, I got a fish and one only. And it was only 6cm in length. Yeah yeah I know, that's kinda suck. But fishing is a waiting game. Can' wait for this Saturday, Tow Foo Sport Fishing Lake. Yeah, although it'll be almost an hour plus drive from Subang, but it should be worth it. Anyone interested in taggin in along? I got extra equipments. Hahaha...

That's it for now.

Cheeerio...

Snatch Thieves Deserves To Be Executed

2006-03-07T20:19:00.000+08:00

Hidehiyo,

Yeah I know, it's been a while since I've updated my blog. To be exact, it's about 5 months. But then again, here I am, blogging away eventhough no one reads my blog. :( But, still I maintain that happy go lucky personality.

LOOK AT MY TOPIC.

Dear children, this is what we will be discussing in our class today. Class commencing now!!

Student Alvin : Teacher, what is a snatch thief?

ReverendKJ : Well Alvin, simple said. A motorcycle, driven by a sane guy, having an insane guy sitting behind, goes on a rampage of snatching civilian's properties when they least expected it. God, what has the Malaysian people has become of. The best of all, these snatch thieves do not have any guilt or whatsoever after doing that.
Next question please.

Student Julian : Ooo, so teacher ah, what you saying is that these olang, sit on a put put che, and go alound culi people balang lah? Is it ah? Twue or not? Aiyo, my che che baru kena yesterday, she jatuh oh, hand hak cheng now. So charm.

ReverendKJ : I'm sorry for your sister. Have your family lodge a report with the police?

Student Julian : My papa call oledi lor. But no use lah, my che che missing her handbag oni. Inside nothing much, you see a teacher, my che che bleast veli veli flatted one. So inside her bag ah, a lot a lot of tissue one. She ambil the tissue then she "MMPPPPFFFF!!!" (ReverendKJ covers Julian's mouth with his hand instantly)

ReverendKJ : Okay, now that Julian's mouth is now occupied with the tissue that I've used just now from the toilet, let's continue. Any other question?

Student Shannon : Teacher teacher, me me me!!

ReverendKJ : Yes fatty, opps. Yes Shannon?

Student Shannon : Have you have any example of a story sir?

ReverndKJ : Yeah, the matter of fact that I do have one. You see, I have a friend by the name of KJ, not me ok student. It's not ME!!! UNDERSTAND?!! OK let's begin. Well, one fine day, KJ was with another friend SL who decided to take a drive down to PJ Brother's accessory shop to buy something. They were looking around when SL decided to change the speakers in the car. Was talking to the salesman when SL was asking him whether can it fit in his car or not? So they decided to take a walk to the car which was parked not too far away from the premises. The salesman look at the speakers and could not say can or cannot. He ask SL to consult with the workshop people who was stationed at the back of the shoplot. As they we walking towards the back, KJ suddenly felt someone reach for his neck from behind. Unable to react instantly, the snatch thieves got hold of the gold chain KJ was wearing and tug it like he was pulling some big ass cow muthafucker!! Alas, the gold chain did came of but KJ was still standing there firmly, not knowing what to do. He was OWNED!! Of all the years KJ has practiced Teakwondo, this was the one chance he can put into use what he had learned so far. Yet, he was standing there like a piece of wooden block. SL was another blubber standing there doing nothing. He was OWNED too. Well, they can't do anything, KJ and SL are like the hundreds and hundreds of victim to the notorious snatch thieves. As the reverend and teacher of this school, I damned them to hell.

Student Shannon : Teacher!! You just said hell. You said a bad word.

ReverendKJ : Shannon, it's ok to use all this kind of foul words against bad people.

Student Shannon : Teacher, if like, Julian is an asshole and so is everyone in this class. They always give me a wedgie and it hurts my penis like hell

ReverendKJ : Shannon, you know what you just did?

Student Shannon : What teacher?

ReverendKJ : You've just gotten a free one year rights of getting wedgie for the rest of the semester. You've just made enemy with everyone in this class. Including me!! (ReverendKJ gives Shannon an extreme wedgie!) OK class, let's get back to the topic for today.

Student Oak : Teacher, like that if those snatch thieves are caught, do we only put them in jail?

ReverendKJ : Well, I'm proposing the government to not only jail them, but to castrate them as well.

Student See Hoe : Like that do u mean (See Hoe grabs a pen knife on the teachers table and strip and starts to saw his own dick off).

ReverendKJ : Yes See Hoe, that's how you do it. But let's wait till you are able to find your little ol penis then we shall go on further with this castrate thing. Student Wai Hang, why are you so quiet and kept your head down? Wha are you doing?

Student Wai Hang : I just saw that See Hoe can't find his own dick and I took out mine to compare. Why is mine so big? (ReverendKJ took a look)

ReverendKJ : Jesus Christ!! Now that is what I call a huge dick. Student Wai Hang, can you please step out in front of the class and stand on my table to show everyone what a real dick looks like. (Wai Hang walks up and stood on the table proudly). Ok? Enough? Girls, stop salivating. You girls are flooding the classroom. Now, it seems that we are way off our topic today again. Let's get back shall we?

Student Loco : Teacher, why do you call them snatch thieves?

ReverendKJ : Well, let's do an experiment. Loco, take out the lunch money your mom gave you today and look at the door there. Ok, just pretend that I'm on a motorcycle. Brrrrroomm... (ReverendKJ snatch the RM10 note from Loco's hand) See, that's how it's done. Now Loco, you can go back to your seat.

Student Loco : But but but teacher, my lunch money?

ReverendKJ : Well, did you just not lost your RM10 to the snatch thieves?

Student Loco : Yeah oh.. ok then.

ReverendKJ : (Ahhh..free lunch today) *smiles in a sinister way*

School Bell : RINGGGGGGG!!!!

ReverendKJ : Ok class, that's all for today. Before you go, Wai Hang, please put your pants back on. And someone please help Julian to remove his underwear from his head from behind.

This story is now relation to anyone whatsoever in real life. All characters are created based on the writer's own free will and mind. Please do not feel offended whatsoever. And if you do.....TO THE HELL WITH YOU..

Bwahahahhahahahaha... *evil*

Thumbmazta's The Game, Drinking Is Insane!!!!

2005-11-05T11:02:00.000+08:00

First of all, I would like to have to opportunity here to wish both of my friends a very happy birthday.

Yesterday in conjuction with their birthday, we were at Decanter, Sri Hartamas having a drinking session. Finally, I was introduced to this so called game "Thumbmazta" for the 1st time after hearing it for a very long time from people who had played it before. Needless to say, it was a quite interesting drinking game. It's a game when you're stone, your dead. Warning, this game is not for the stupid and slow reaction kind, you'll just get pissed drunk. Believe me, I've seen my share of it yesterday night. But on the other hand, if you're the "Thumbmazta", it's nice just making people drink. Especially Tek and his incredible feat "Making Ellie Drink". That was good, really good.

Then came the dice session, in my opinion, makes people drinks faster than "Thumbmazta". But nonetheless, "Thumbmazta" rules~!!!!! All in we had quite a good night out.

Cheers...

Car-Fing

2005-10-29T20:01:00.000+08:00

Hmm, you all must wondering what in the blue hell is with my title "Car-Fing". I got that terminology evolved from "surfing". Let's just start with the story ok?

I think it was last week Thursday when it was raining very heavy. It was then my dear old sister decided to give me a call to pick her up from work. Left house at about 5pm and off I go, down to Shah Alam to pick her up. After picking her up, we were expecting a very congested traffic. Sure, raining, malays balik buka puasa, dare to tell me it's not congested? Decided to take the NKVE to skip most of the jams around. It turns out to be a bad decision. Little did we know about 100 meters was flooded by waters overflowing from a nearby river. Ahh...what a time. 2 choices, either wait for the water to subside (which means waiting period from 1 - 4 hours) or, gung ho and cross the flooded path.

Hmm...well, you guessed it, I crossed the flooded path. Not having the patience to wait that long, and being mock by a Daihatsu Charade (you know, those you can find in the 1980's), I made the decision. The Daihatsu just overtook me and crossed the flooded path while I was deciding. Well, if he can, I can too, right? After moving in slowly into the flooded area, I've come to realize that it ain't that shallow afterall. I was having water on top of my engine hood (meaning, the engine is flooded, water is halway up on my door, the exhaust pipe is submerged under water and etc). I maintain the rev of the engine and just prayed that it would not die down on me. If it does, I can't open the door and push the car as water will overflow into my car faster than I can say the word "FUCK". Finally made it over the flooded path, car jerking for a while, then it smoothen down and off I go, waving goodbye to those who are stuck behind while yelling "LOSERS"!!! Nah, I made the last part up. But after the crossing, made my way home and lived to tell the story another day.

So, understand what's car-fing? It's a new sport I've just develop. So people, next time it rains heavily, just don't stay at home, get your keys, start the car and go CAR-FING!!!!

Cheers...

Thai Massage

2005-10-28T19:59:00.000+08:00

Father, I have sinnned. Sinned for not updating my blog often enough... :P

Ahh... Finally I've decided to update my blog. Been quite lazy these days.

Most recent encounters : Thai Massage... (clean thai massage ok...no hanky panky)
I think it was like last week when my fren Lay Yen decided to drop me a line to invite me to a revitilising thai massage over at Sri Hartamas. Me having longed for a good massage decided to tag along with her and her boyfriend. Shortly after 5pm we were at Sri Hartamas as our appointment was at 5pm. They had this most outstanding name for the shop... you guys ready?.. It's Zouk Har Saloon. Basically it's a massage parlour trying to disguise as a hair saloon to avoid detection from cops. Well, what the hell. Overall it was good, having most of my bones and muscles being twisted like a rubber band, was quite nice. Warning to those thin people, it's painful. Me being quite big size felt the pain all over, thin people out there, I leave it to your imagination.
And it's cheap, it's like RM 45 for 2 hours worth.

Tomorrow is my sis b'day. Would like to wish her a very happy b'day. Can't wait for her dinner treat. Hmm...I wonder where is she bringing the family tomorrow. San Francisco Steak House maybe? I'm salivating as I'm writting.

SLURRRRRPPPPpppp....!!!

Well anyway got to go now. Hiroshima needs bombing. Will keep up the good work of updating my blog.

Cheers...

Just Wrtting Crap

2005-10-10T17:26:00.000+08:00

Ahh, finally I feel like blogging again. Haven't been doing so for the past week or so. Things are still quite the same, me being fat and single and boring. Yesterday was quite a nice day for me. I think..

Hmmm, currently I have this song playing on my windows media player, Linkin Park, In The End, hahahha. I would like to dedicate this song to someone I know, and if you are reading it, you know who you are. It's not my fault, you've dugged your own grave literally yesterday night.

Puasa month is currently now on the go. Couldn't stop from resisting myself to go to those puasa market near my house somewhere in USJ 4. Ahhh, the sweet smell of FOOD!@!@! I was there Saturday, and I tell you, I was greeted by murtabak, ayam percik, pisang goreng, karipap, air kelapa, nasi lemak, mee goreng and etc. OMG, luckily this only happen once a year. I was supposed to buy some food for my grandma as no one is at home to take her to dinner. So I went to the Appolo restaurant near my house to buy claypot chicken rice for her, which actually tastes not too bad at all. After that, I made my way up and down the street in the puasa market in search for food for me, myself and I. Hmm, I was tempted to buy everything on sight. Silly ol' me. But finally decided on the murtabak, ayam percik, keropok lekor, some karipap and a packet of fresh coconut water. Now Shannon, you understand why I didn't have dinner at F4 with you guys. Hahaha.

Sunday was good. Had F1 race and the A1 race on the same day. F1 was interesting, having to see Michael Schumacher making a minor comeback. But alas, his car is still not up to par to the performances of Mclaren and Renault. Both of them being somply amazing. But the best part yet is still Kimi. Although I do not really fancy him that much, but I gotta admit that his driving skills was just superb. Period, not else. Schumacher did a good job in fending off both Kimi and Alonso and boy, that was something interesting. Having a slower car but still manage to fend of overtaking maneuvers from both Kimi and Alonso. Verdict, best race of the season.

A1 was relative interesting with our dear old ex-F1 driver Alexander Yoong qualifying 18th out of 25 cars. Hmm, why am I not suprised with that. But what I'm suprised at was that Alex manage to claw himself up to 5th place in the first corner alone. I wasn't expecting that out of him. Maybe I misjudge him. But shortly after that he was relegated back to 6th position when Germany overtook him into 5th. The 5 cars in front was flying away, Alex was in 6th holding up the traffic. Hahaha, so typical of Alex. Cars were basically stacking behind him. The next race was even more interesting. Alex manage to hold onto his 6th position and started of there in the main race. Again by the 1st corner, he slip into 2 position. I was like "What the hell?" But that joy was shortlived even before the 11st lap was over when he was overtook yet again. Again, as expected. *evil grin*. By then I've lost interest and did not watch it. Just checked the results, he ended up in 18th position upon completion. Well, at least he did a good job in the starting of the race.

Well, hate it when I blog too long. Anyway need to go fetch my mom now from work.

Cheers....

Money Lenders Aka Loan Sharks

2005-09-27T12:09:00.000+08:00

Funny, I was walking down a street the other day and I came by a telephone booth, patched with those so called 'Offical Money Lender' stickers all over like they were a freaking billboard. Is it allowed? Hmmm... I wonder. Just decided to rant on this subject while I'm on it.

Loan sharks can almost be found anywhere regardless of their race. They can be Indian, Chinese and even Malay and etc. Yes I do agree that sometimes people do go to loan sharks because of 2 reasons:-

1. Fast Approval (grants are avilable on the spot)
2. Any amount is available (imagine trying to go to the bank for a loan of RM500)

But the thing is, is it worth it? Their interest rates is so complicated that I think even some of the loan sharks themselves find difficulty in understanding it. But nonetheless, the interest raises like the beanstalk in 'Jack and the Beanstalk'. It'll just start growing ever since the second you take the money into your hand. They are just like parasites sucking off every single cent that you earn. What you may earn might only be enough to cover just the interest for the day. Not calculating whatever interest that was accumulated over the period. So, am I wrong to say that they are parasites?

A lot of people had succumbed to the wrath of the loan sharks. Most of them would leave the country into Singapore or Thailand when they aren't able to fork out with the moeny. But why? Is it all worth it if I may ask? Is it really worth it to have your life completely turned upside down? If you're lucky, you might be able to run away to another country harmlessly. But what if you're caught? Fancy losing an arm or a leg? Or better yet, putting your whole family in danger? Why am I writting on this subject you may ask? I've personally known a few people who did receive this so called "financial assistance" from loans sharks and now are on the run.

Life ain't too beautiful from them ever since the day they commit themselves to feed the Loan Sharks by simply just borrowing money from them and not having enough to pay back.

Lamb Fest..

2005-09-21T11:08:00.000+08:00

Haven't been very hardworking in terms of updating my blog recently. Just got very lazy these days.
Anyway, here I am in the next instalment of my colorful life.

Well, last sunday on the mooncake festival was an excellent night. Gathering of relatives at my uncle's house and the ample amount of food was just the best. We had bbq, fried mee hoon, pizza and etc. We started with the same old routine that everyone does, light up tons and tons of lantern and just scatter it around the proximity of the garden. We've lighten up I think about 30++ lantern. It was such a beautiful scene with the lanterns just hanging at almost everywhere possible.

Enough about the lantern stuff, now let's talk about food!!! Bbq stuff was prepared by my uncle. There were squids, prawns, kampung fishes and the best of all....... LAMB!!!! The was just so much of lamb that I've asked my uncle, " Can we really finish all this?" But alas, my stomach prevails. To count, I've consumed about 6 pieces of prime cut lamb. Mind you the sizes of the lamb ain't small. Chotto matte, I have yet to include the number of pieces of pizza, prawns and squids and on top of all, 2 plates of fried mee hoon. Now let's try something. Imagine all the food I've mention on top, picture it that all the food is right in front of you now. Ok? Imagine having to finish all of it. Easy? Hard? I guess you'll know how FULL I was at that time. I can barely walk!!!... Simple said, I just stuffed myself silly. But I would like to say it again.... THE LAMB WAS GOOOOOOOD....!!!!!

Cheers....

Mahjong King

2005-09-04T12:19:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was a good day for me. Me and my bunch of friends decided to have a pizza party over at Shannon's house. It all started at abou 7pm when I reached Shannon's house. We just chilled out for a while while waiting for the others to confirm attendance. Finally, we've manage to get Julian, Wai Hang and Elicia in for the pizza party. Thinking of what to do during the pizza party, we've stumbled across an excellent idea, MAHJONG. But the sad part is that Shannon couldn't find his mahjong set as well as mahjong table. So I called Bernard to borrow his tools namely mahjong and the mahjong table.

At 8pm, me and Shannon went over to Carrefour to purchase our pizza as well as drinks for the night. By 8.30, we were done and went over to Bernard's place to collect the essential tools. By 8.45, we were already in Shannon's home. Once settled down, on I go, stuffing myself silly with pizza of all kinds. I was quite suprised that we've manage to gobble down 4 large pizza's with only 5 person eating. Man, was I full. 1st came the Playstation 2. We started off playing Street Fighter 3 with Julian owning us most of the time. Then we played puzzle bubble, and to my suprise, Elicia manage to pull up a few upsets.

Finally, the last 'kaki' for mahjong has arrived, Wai Kit. Got the table up and ready and away we go. Just put it into simple words, I owned everyone. :P. But the commotion during that time was not at our table, but at the Playstation 2 fiesta. Julian, Wai Hang, Elicia and Bernard were playing Burnout 3. A racing game whereby you're supposed to take out your opponents. It was something like Need for Speed and some demolition derby game mix. Elicia was basiclly kicking the shit out of Bernard, Julian and Wai Hang. They were losing so much that it was time for me and shannon to take up the next challenge. Shannon went ahead and challenge her resulting in losing to her again. Then I came in with not much confidence in winning since she was on a winning streak. Hahaha. I manage to scrape through and win by a small margin. What kind of gamers are they I tell u losing like this. I came in last and manage to win. What noobs. Hehehe

But after that we continued with out mahjong session until about 3.30am. Simple said again, I was the King of Mahjong. :P.

New Bed

2005-09-03T15:25:00.000+08:00

It's been a while since I've updated my blog. So here I am again.

It was Wednesday 31st of August, the sky was as beautiful as normally has been. Morning came by and slap me in the face. Upn descending from my room to the living room, my dad was there again pestering me to buy a bed. Due to FENG SHUI reason, he did not fancy me sleeping with my mattress on the floor. Come to think of it, the Japanese are sleeping on the tatami on the floor without any bedframe rite? Someone should go there and teach them a thing or 2 about FENG SHUI. So off I go to Ikea to find my dream bed. I called Wai Hang to follow me there as I hated the idea of shopping alone. The journey was horrendous because of the traffic. Traffic was really bad that day. But in the end, after a gruelling task of getting through the traffic, I finall landed in the basement parking of Ikea. I've always seem to have luck with finding parking when no one else can because after taking the ticket, there was a parking there welcoming me with open arms. Yeah.

I would like to make the shopping part relatively short. So simple to say, the model that I wanted, had been sold out. It was on sale and had a 50% discount price tag on it. So it went like hot cake. Called my dad informing him that I wasn't able to get hold of the bed I wanted. Then he replied he will shop one for me.

So when evening came, I was in the living room watching tv, when my dad came back. He told me he had bought a bed for me. I was like ok but then was before he mentioned the price to me. That sleeping contraption costs RM 769. OMFG. But since he was paying, no problemo on my side here. Hehehe. He told me the bed was bigger than my current one as the new one has a width of 3 and a half feet as compared to my current 3 feet. With the bed arriving on Friday, I was frantically doing some interior design for my room to accomodate the bed. I've used excel to draw up the gridlines to the exact measurement. So with 2 plans, I showed it to my mom because she's the Feng Shui master in the Choo's residence. So with her nodding her head means that it's all system go.

Friday came about, the bed has arrived. I haven't even move anything in my room. Because they need to install my bed, I was left with no choice but to just move the table to the center of the room. Hell was finall unleashed. All the wires under my desk, computer wires, were like anaconda snakes during mating season. Everything was so tangled up at that time. Finall in about 10 minutes, the bed was installed and off they go and there I was, left with massive amount of things to be cleaned. I was doing the shifting of the cupboard and tables and chairs and etc alone. Ask my dad for help, you wanna know what's he reply. Here it goes "I've bought the bed for you, and it's your responsibility to arrange all the furniture yourself." ARRRGGGHH...

By the time I was done, I was dead tired but satisfied. Everything is in place according to my design. It looks cleaner now. A lot cleaner. You can ask people who had previously visited my room before the current state how does my room looks like?. And all of them will reply you with just 2 words, DOG HOUSE.

Anyway, kinda lazy to continue writting. Cheers..

Blood Soaked Hands

2005-08-29T09:57:00.000+08:00

Finally I'm fresh enough to update my blog.

Saturday was the day my whole family including my aunts and uncles came down from ipoh to celebrate my grandma's birthday. Nothing special there so I won't go into it.

But right after the dinner, my aunts decided to makea trip to Genting. So at about 10.30pm, we've left on a journey to a place I describe as heaven to me. :P. So the journey there was relatively normal. Nothing exciting happened. Upon arrival, I expected it to be jam packed with people, but the moment I enter the car park in First World, there was a parking slot available. Hmm, is that a sign that tonight might be a good night for me? Hehehe. So after locking up the car nicely, off we go to the CASINO, my favourite place in the whole of Genting. Walking gracefully with confidence, I walked past the gates of heaven aka casino entrance.

It was a nice view, after all, I haven't been into the casino since Jan 2005. So my mom and my aunts went straight to the slot machines department and me my uncle and my sis adjourned to the roulette area. It was those new roulette gaming machines. In front they have the roulette wheel with someone there spinning the ball but in front of was some sort of contraption touch screen machinery. My uncle got a place 1st as I was still patiently waiting. Luck must be really on my side as although there were a lot of people, I manage to get a place beside my uncle. So off I go to deposit RM100 in the machine. KACHING!!!! and off I go. Hehehe. It was approximately 12.30am at that time. My money was like a yoyo, up and down up and down with no clear cut view of either I was winning or losing. So the last half an hour was quite nice as I manage to roughly guess where the ball will land, and, VOILA, that's where I was showered with money. Wait, let me rephrase that, not money, more of like pennies and quarters. Did not actually win much, but enough for a few dinners at the mamak stalls. :P

So it was about 2.00am that I've stopped playing as I had reached the target I want. Then come the waiting game. My mom and sis are staying overnight but I'll need to fetch my uncle and aunt back to Subang, and at that time they were not prepared to leave. So there I was walking around the casino in circles looking like a thug who's scouting the area for cameras and security guards in prepare for a heist. By 4am and still walking around, I was dead tired. At about 5.45am, my uncle and aunty decided it was time to go, I as pleased yet afraid. Pleased that I can finally leave and go home and sleep, afraid that I was too tired to drive. But what the heck, JUST DRIVE, my mind told me. At about 6am, we have set our journey back to KL in motion, the weather was bad as it was raining and quite misty. Me being sleepy with the mist and rain was basically a blueprint for disaster. Deciding to drive real slow, my foot did not leave the brake pedal for like half the distance down the trecherous roads. At approximately 6.30am, we were down at Karak Highway. I was still sleepy and ask my uncle to keep his eyes on the road for me. Poor unlce, he can hardly open his eyes let alone watch the road.

After about 10 or 15 minutes on the Karak highway, on a streched of road suddenly I was relative fresh, not sleepy at all. Since the highway has no lights whatsoever, I can only see as far as my car headlight shines. Off in a distance, I saw a blurry vision. It was like something was in the middle of the road. I was like WTF, a barricade in the middle of the highway?. Am I on the right road or not? As I approach nearer, to my disbelieve, but there's Kelisa parked horizontally on the 2 lanes highway and off I go, slamming my leg on the brakes. It was actually 3 lanes but 1 lane was closed for construction. Me and my uncle did not get out of our car because if we do, we might be rammed by another car from behind. So we sat in the car for about 10 seconds pumping my brake lights and putting on the double signal lights to warn cars. After having a buffer of about 2 cars behind us, we've finally decide that it was time to get out.

Upon getting out of the car, I can hear people whispering for help. OMG, there was still people in the car. I rushed to the car and when I did, I saw 4 person in the car. 3 guys and a girl. But luckily all 4 of them are okay, no one was dead. It was 6.45am at that time. My uncle called 999, and me on the other hand with the help of 1 more person from the car behind, get them out of the car. The driver and the passenger was both soaked with blood from their forehead as their head smashed into the windscreen breaking the windscreen in progress. The passenger was relatively easy to get him out, but the driver pose a problem to us. His side of the door won't budge. Moving across the seats might provoke injuries that he might already have. So with not much choice available, I got the people form the backseat out 1st and asking the guy in front to stay put. The guy behind was also in daze as I think his head knocked onto something and was bleeding badly. Staggering out of the car, I helped him onto the side of the road. By only rescuing 2 person, my hands was already soaked with blood. Hence the title of my blog. I was like a murderer out of the some horror movie. Then came bring out the girl from the backseat. Actually she was quite cute to my suprise. She was the only one in the car not bleeding from anything. But she twisted her ankle fiercely and I have to help her to the side of the road.

The last was the driver, with the backseat cleared, we lowered the passenger seat so that we can slowly escrt him out of the car. And indeed we did. He was in a much worse condition as he did not know where he was and his face all covered in blood. I did not know why, but people behind our car just kept sitting in their car with only me, my uncle and another good samaritan from the car behind us helping out. What assholes!!! After calling 999, we've decided to push the car to the side of the road so that it would not obstruct the traffic. My main concern is looking at the extensive damage to the car, can it still move? So, the 3 of us started pushing and yes, it moved. Finally after an exhausting effort, we manage to get the car to the side. With all 4 of them rescued out of the car, called 999, pushed the car out of traffic obstruction. I'd say we did a good job. Mission accomplished. Except washing my blood soaked hands. :P. I asked the girl on what happened because when I look at skid marks on the road and on the side barrier, there was no evidence that the car hitting onto anything. The girl told me that they slammed into a lorry. I then asked them whether did they see the lorry up front, and the girl replied they did not as it was quite misty. Come to think of it, I did slammed my brakes when I saw them lying horizontally on the road as I coud not see clearly too. They had their accident just minutes before we arrived.

With that, my uncle told me we gotta move on 1st. as he is expected home by his children, he swindled his children saying that he's going out dinner with us. Bad father. Hahaha. So we asked the guy from the car behind can he say back and take care of the situation, he said no problem. So before we left, I took a bottle of water and washed my hands. After clearing all the blood, we left, bidding goodbye to the guy who stayed back. By 7.30 am Sunday, we were back in Subang when my uncle suddenly received a call from the police station asking where is the place again. My uncle had already told 999 clearly where the accident took place. But come to think of it, it was 6.45 when my uncle called 999, and they only replied us at 7.30 asking for the place means that rescue haven't been dispatched yet. Hahaha. Is this what you really expect from the Malaysian so called emergency 999 thingy?

Ahh shit, overwritten again. Gotta stop here now. I'll continue it next time.
Cheers..

Cheesecake Escapade

2005-08-27T17:11:00.000+08:00

Here I go again. :P

Ahhh, wanted to update my blog asap this morning, but was delayed due to me, myself and I. I can't believe it, I made a cheesecake today. HAHAHA. It ain't easy making it. My mom used to have this eletrical mixer which mix the contents for you automatically. But for the past week, I've been searching high and low in the choo's household, but it's nowhere to be seen. The best part is that the whisker is also missing. For those people who do not know what a whisker is, it's a kitchen utensil for mixing things together (the manual way). So I end up with a freaking fork, I was beating the mixture silly I tell you. Like how people beat the eggs, there I was sitting down there for half and hour just mixing the ingredients. My arm nearly broke from that. Well, let's skip that and just a moment ago, I've taken the liberty to be the first guinea pig / lab rat to eat the cheesecake. Wanted to make my sister eat it first, but she was wise to my plans. So in the end, it was up to me and me alone to taste it.

It was my first cake, so I was kinda nervous. All the images flashing by as I was cutting the cake, images like me having an extreme stomachache, dying from food poisoning, and the lists goes on. Just joking, I've total confidence in my ability to cook. :P. So here I am finally done cutting the cake. Then after gathering up enough courage, I finally took a bite. 1st thing that went through my mind was, 'Hey, not bad!!!'. To my suprise, it tasted actually not bad. It's edible, if you like food. :P.

Then came my sister and my aunties. My aunties, disbelieving that I could bake a cheesecake was accusing me of buying the cake. Well, they were just joking with me. So after everyone got their own piece of the "KJ's Cheesecake", I ask them for their opinion on the cake. Hmm, everyone just seems to have to same answers, "Not Bad, Very Nice, and Mmmmm... So was it good? I think so. :P

Well, here ends my cheesecake escapade. Kinda lazy to write more as I need to get prepared for my grandma's birthday dinner. Then after that it's off the GENTING HIGHLANDS. Wooohoooo.

Cheers...

Good Looking or Money?

2005-08-26T09:02:00.000+08:00

Here I am again, reluctantly, blogging again. But guess what, I think I'm getting the kick in this blogging thingy. Was out yesterday night as usual. Come to think of it, I've been out every night since the dawn of age. :P. Went to a pool club for a few games, which turns out to be 3 hours... GODDAMN.. I was quite tired by the end of the 3 hours ordeal. Game was not too bad. Still couldn't relinquish my old form in playing pool. But the magic do appear once in a while, and everybody will be like ..WOAH!!.. :P.. But still, got my ass kick by Michael yesterday.

As we were playing, we as usual, being guys, scout around for fine ladies. Whether to look at or to drool over is another story. We've come to noticed something that I've in my mind for a very long time. In fact, not only me, I can tell you that most of my friends are having the same thought. The thing is, whenever you see some fine ladies or girls, they do look good, but their other half (boyfriend), looks like something from the jungle. You know what I mean. Yup, our dear old distance relative in the jungle, the monkey. Some might prefer the word gorilla, chimpanzee, orang utan and etc. It's just a personal thingy on what to use. The whole situation is basically similar to Beauty and the Beast cartoon. Why is that so? That's the question that most of my friends and me have in mind. So this is where my topic on top comes in : GOOD LOOKING or MONEY?

I believe that you've heard before, people saying things like pretty girl - ugly guy or vice versa. Now why is that so? It's no that I'm saying pretty girls - handsome guys do not exist. They do, but in minor figures. I think the ugly guy thing is a bit too extreme, I would like to change it to not so good looking. :P. Now back to my topic. Why? Do those not so good looking guys have more money?, very good in sweet talking? big dick? If there's a beautiful girl out there, whom is not attached at the moment, is having 2 guys going after her, A and B. A is good looking but comes from an average family which has not much spare cash to waste and B is not so good looking, but having loads of spare cash to throw around. Which would the girl choose?. I would think that a lot of my friends which are girls would strongly disagree with me on this topic, they would say things like, money doesn't matter as long as he treats her right. Bullshit, everything in this world evolves around 3 things. Money, money and money. If I were to be the beautiful girl from the scenario above, I myself would definitely choose B even though he much worse looking than A. Like they always say, looks doesn't matter, Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And he has more money. :P

Hahaha, I think I may be a little off the topic. So what do you think people? Do girls today really look at what we use to call as "Real Love"? I think the more suitable word is "Money Love".

I better stop here because if I do continue, I can write a book out of it. :P
That's all for today folks.... Cheers!!!!

blog? what is that?

2005-08-25T11:40:00.000+08:00

Hahaha. Sorry, I'm just laughing at myself. Finally a blog for me. dun look at me that way, even i myself couldn't believe it as well. but well, things do happen unexpectedly, u agree dun u?

Seriously, if your looking forward to be reading some interesting thing here or looking at perfect vocabularies, i'm no ENGRISH teacher or STOWY TELLAR, so flake off. :P

But, this blog will be filled with tons and tons of rubbish (in other words, useless information) and hopefully, u can get a glimpse of my pathetic yet amusing life. Life with me actually is not that bad. i've used to have a very very bad hobby about 9 months ago, most of my close frens know what was it. but sorry, not revealing it in here. well, the truth about my hobby is that, i do enjoy those times i've spent there, but the money spent ain't worth it. but and i do emphasize on this very much .... IT WAS BLOODY FUN!!!!!!

So i'm lucky that the hobby was a seasonal thingy, didn't last for long, maybe about a year or so. I just did not know why, when one fine day, i was like just threw everything (hobby) just out the window. still wondering what made me do it. it'll be nice to find out.

well, that's all folks, see ya another time.