Tuesday, October 31, 2006

.filler post.

i think i've got a baby and a wife now.

my wife's got a big ass body!

the three of us don't look anything alike in any way!

i'll post pictures of my wife with my baby one of these days.

Monday, October 30, 2006

.the mischievious baby.

it came when i least expected it. the spizming hot jisms of yellow gooey liquid. damn that darn dog for pissing everywhere.

as soon as it pisses off, she jaywalks off like she owns the house. how can i ever punish that adorable face?

she looks at me with a distorted left eye and snickering lips. although her furs are messy by the sides of her mouth, she still amazes me. her charm seems irresistible but at the same time... i think she needs some disciplinary action.

i bought her a bell collar. this way, she'll be consistently disturbed by her ding-dongs. for me, it's an indication where that brat might be. which is good cause she's soooo good in hide and seek.

the ball that i bought for her is also somewhere inside the house. i wonder where she hid it.

i better hide my balls. in case she sees something similar and decides to chase it down like a cop on a drug case.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Saturday, October 28, 2006

Sarah M. Baby

the family of four is now five.

welcome to the family Baby.

.chargrilled McDee.

the smell of McDonald's Char grilled Chicken leftover from yesterday made me guilty.

i forgot all about being a vegetarian for nine days.

at that split second when i put in my order... everything seems to revolve around how much i wanted that piece of meat between my teeth.

damn you mcdee!

Friday, October 27, 2006

.hardly a puzzle.

i have a friend who lives with a couple.

my friend complains...

that the girl always come out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

that the girl spend enormous amounts of time in the room with the guy after coming out of the bathroom.

that his toilet rolls always go missing. in days and not weeks or months.

he is adamant that the girl haven't even showed her tits to her bf yet.

i wonder who's the victim?

the bf of the girl, my friend's naive brain or... the innocent toilet rolls.

i keep quiet.

.dustbin vandalised.

item : dustbin

definition : a bin that holds rubbish until it is collected , A dustbin is a container used to store refuse which can be made out of metal or plastic¹. Indoor bins are traditionally kept in the kitchen² to dispose of culinary excess such as fruit peelings or food packets, although there are also wastepaper baskets (sometimes called circular files) which are used in offices to dispose of (as the name suggests) waste paper and other office refuse.

types : industrial, pedal, stainless steel, lidded, commercial, residential.

uses :

1. weapon : to pick up and whack people's head. usually happens in street fights.
2. safety box : to place or discard evidences of mischief / criminal / adultery
3. residential : to sleep in by some homeless people
4. evidence : a place to capture images of speeding vehicles / reckless vehicles.

ops sikap takes a tragic turn. with all those cops out on patrol, they don't have time to stand still on a certain place. that's why they came out with this ingenious idea to place the camera in a dustbin and leave it there while they go for their "yam cha" sessions or buka puasa.

be careful, the cops are always improving.

.midnight blues.

everything in the world is not right when

someone wants to watch a midnight movie only to find out that the nearest cinema does not screen midnight movies on a thursday night.

god damn it.

i wish everything turned out better yesterday.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

.the prestige : a review.

Director : Christopher Nolan
Played by : Hugh Jackman (X-Men), Christian Bale (Machinist, Batman Begins) , Micheal Caine (Batman Begins), Piper Perabo (Coyote Ugly), Scarlett Johansson (Match Point, Lost In Translation).

the prestige revolves around two main person, Bourden and Angier. Bourden is wonderfully played by Christian Bale and Angier by Hugh Jackman.

The candy of the show is scarlett johansson. The movie revolves around a rivalry between Bourden and Angier. This dark movie shows how two person in the world of magic climbs up the ladder by outwitting one another in their magic tricks. However, this movie only revolves around one magic trick.

The original Transpotted Man is truly a magnificient trick and played to perfection by Bourden in this show. However, desperate for the trick that made Bourden famous, Angier wants the trick all for himself.

Along the way, their rivalry became intense by their constant interruptions.
Bourden killed Angier's Wife by a simple knot during a magic trick.
Angier shot Bourden's palm/fingers.
Bourden destroyed Angier's show by malicing one of his magic tricks.
Angier went to steal Bourden's magic trick.

However, desperate for the true magic of the original Transpotted man, Angier devised a lot of devious and cunning methods to dig up the truth.

At last, this movie manages to capture our attention by their trickery. the timeline is a bit messed up, but if you have half the brain i have, you should be able to figure it out at the end.

overall, i'd give this movie a solid 9/10

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

.world trade center.

i personally believe this is a lousy movie. no doubt it touches on all those touchy mushy feelings of might bravery, perservation and courage but i would prefer the movie with a tad more action, feeling and drama.

instead the movie revolves around 2 fellas trapped in the WTC who can't move! at least in Ladder 49, joaquin was moving and fighting. now, that was a nice movie.

WTC? it's just a bunch of rubbles with some sad people trapped inside who can do nothing but reminiscensce about their family back at home and you know, the usual regrets about life and why they didn't cherish it more and how they couldn't see them again.... bla bla bla.

they didn't even explain to me why the gun fired off by itself.

and how can a person who has retired from the marines impersonate one and enter the WTC aftermath location like it was his fucking backyard?

suits me but if you think that the terrorists has the precision to hit two towers before the people in the building even know what happened, then this movie goes on to show how stupid people can be in the face of danger.

overall, i think WTC was a farce. 2/10.

Monday, October 23, 2006


they say teachers are like candles, burning themselves to light the path for their students.

i wonder if love is the same.

.daily dose.

two days ago... deepavali right? and fuck, my friends and me JUST HAD to go and play blackjack. I mean, we usually reserve these gambling occasions for CNY only. But the master of the house HAD to tempt us with their usually innane games of BLACKJACK.

I mean, come on.. didn't anyone told you people that it's fucking unhealthy to gamble? Why gamble anyway? besides the usual illegal money profiting ways, another one good reason to gamble is because it enhances maths! yes, that's why us chinese are always good in maths. CAUSE WE rock when we gamble. Try playing mahjong or CHO DAI DI! it will surely rawk your maths off.

Don't you guys ever question our mathematical abilities again! haha.

yesterday, me and me mates went to play futsal and maybe tonight we're going out again. dunno where though. either to catch a movie or to autocity.

yeah, Happy Birthday JuvenileJulian.

p/s: i might be getting me pay soon.... crosses finger.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

.grammie's birthday.

yesterday was grammie's birthday. we were all gathered together to celebrate her big birthday celebration somewhere in batu kawan. the food was ok, not as fantastic as i hoped it to be but hey, who's complaining?

anyway, i noticed that when we reach a certain age, it doesn't really matter how old you are or how big your celebration is, all that matters is your family.

it matters to have your family all together in a place laughing and talking. i think that's what grammie wants the most. i don't think she really cared for what's on the menu or how big the restaurant is.

god bless her.

Friday, October 20, 2006

.KFC in a class of its own.

i was in KL and after my usual routine in the hospitals, i ended up hungry and stopped by the KFC in front of Pudu Station.

now, i don't usually write reviews or stuffs about restaurant but this one was quite unforgettable.

i placed my order and took my drink back to the end of the tables. somewhere inside so i can have some peace and quiet. there was not much people in there too. i think that's because it's due to the puasa month.

as i walked down to the place, i placed my drink on the table only to have the water fall down splash like a fat boy in a tub full of water.

i was embarassed but i didn't think much of it. i just took my stuffs and gathered it to another table. i told one of the crew and that's it. i went on eating.

about 5 mins later, the ast supervisor or someone came around and saw the mess. she asked the worker whether someone or anyone dropped their water. they said yeah.

i was acting nonchalant trying to act as if it wasn't a big deal. which it wasn't cause i didn't really make a big fuss or want my drink replaced or anything.

the girl said to me..
"if you want a new one, you can get it at the counter."

i was too dumbfounded to say anything. needless to say that was unexpected. i would expect such service from a high class restaurant but not KFC in front of PUDU.

but they proved that in a place of such class, they emerged the more diginified part. i mean, i always associate pudu with touts, cutthroat taxis, robberies, dirty surroundings.. and so on so forth.

but lies in the middle of this turmoil is a place who maintained a standard different from their surroundings.

i mean, i don't really know them nor will i be able to visit them often (KFC) but i'm just writing this to say that sometimes, amidsts all these bad things which happen in our surroundings, it is important not to be affected. that way, we can hold our head up high.

.colours of celebration.

.filler again.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Wednesday, October 18, 2006


I remember a prehistoric time when i was teaching kids. i encouraged them to ask questions. in fact, the more questions they ask, the happier i'll be.

in the first few weeks of teaching, they were quiet. but i was adamant to make a change. i wanted questions being asked. i instilled a feeling of transparency. i wanted everything i do to be known to them too. if they had any curiousity about any word and why the subject I needs the verb am and not is or are... i try to explain.

at least i tried in every possible way. sometimes i had to go back and check the dictionary or the internet. i went through all those trouble to help those kids. and all i wanted was a lousy paycheck at the end of the month.

the hard questions were challenging but i had my fair share of fun trying to find out the meanings too. the easy questions were.. relatively easy. unless it is coupled with a dumb kid, then the task all refers back to our methodology... how we explain the terms.

and as i look back at the newspaper these couple of days, i think .. i mean i guess that's what our PM is doing too. you know, instilling transparency and all.

he wants people to ask questions cause he believes he's not wrong. i know, all that yadda yadda shit where you don't need to be afraid if you're not wrong.

but i believe there are a lot of wrongdoings in the government. take the police for example, their patrols have increased these couple of days... and we attribute it to cari makan sebelum raya. right?

but why do we have that conception in the first place?

cause it is a norm. we've been experiencing it since like... when the dinosaurs roamed the earth.

can i ask the PM why corruption is still rampant despite all the great efforts utilized to eradicate it?

i mean, the AP issue is like soooo dinosaur. and why do people close one eye to such monumental structures among miniature houses?

our PM is trying to be transparent. and i know it's a bit different from me and my students. but the same thing is that they keep asking questions.

and we keep answering them.

but the answers don't actually stuck in their head. before long, they'll ask the same questions again. and i'll try to answer it again. then i see the same mistake being done in their homework.

why don't people listen?

after a few times, i was back to tyranny. cause it's much simpler that way.

why? cause I said SO!

p/s: i know, i know, i'm a bad teacher. but hey, i tried.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

msn fucks up.

can someone tell me what the fuck is wrong with MSN messenger LIVE? It keeps trying to sign me in for 3 fucking days already!

I mean, 3!!!

3 fucking days, not hours, not minutes, not seconds... DAYS!




I sat down and asked the waiter what's the menu?

She cited the usuals...

which are:
"Nasi Goreng" and "Koay Teow Goreng".

"That's it?" I asked.

She wasn't bothered to reply me this time.

She must be some fucked up waitress, I thought.

Maybe it was because I conversed in BM to her, thinking that she was an Indonesian Maid.
She must've been pretty pissed off at me. I don't know but she can't blame anyone but her mom. She was wearing some flowery pyjamas to work. Who wouldn't think that she was an Indonesian Maid?

I ordered a plate of Nasi Goreng.

It reaches in 5 minutes. Thank god the person cooking wasn't the same as the waitress. She would've spit in the food before i can say "ABCD".

I remped up my Nano. As I was listening to my Jay's Still Fantasy, my phone rang.


"Did you told the people in office about the documents the people were coming to take?"

"NO. why?" I asked.

"She's sending someone to come and take it now. Tell the people in the office."

"OK. I'll call them and notify them."

I closed and dialled the office.

"Hello? Who's There?"

"Worker SN here. Who's that?"

"It's me" I said. I must be some big shot to think that merely the sound of my voice should be sufficient.

"Yeah, What's up?"

I proceeded with the instruction about the whereabouts of the documents only to be greeted and replied with...

"huh? don have wor."

After a few missed explanations. I gave up.

I can't stand old and slow people.

I gave up, went back to the office, leaving my food halfway.

As I look back at the food, I think to myself...

"I'll be back for you. You just wait."

.got back my v3i.

i got my v3 back. and it's so cool. whenever i look at it, i feel as if i want to kiss it and rub it and molest it. then i want to touch it, set it on vibrate and.....

i think that's too much info.

Monday, October 16, 2006

.crazy stunt.


a. A usually rectangular pad of heavy cloth filled with soft material or an arrangement of coiled springs, used as or on a bed.
b. An airtight inflatable pad used as or on a bed or as a cushion.

a. To rest during the night.
b. to get some shut eye
c. to have wonderful padded sex
d. to jump around without injury and to do beginner's sommersaults

a. sponge padded
b. Spring
c. Water
d. Air

a. Single
b. Queen
c. King

Criteria when choosing a mattress:
a. Support
b. Comfort
c. Type
d. Size

Mode of Transportation:

1. Lorry
2. Car
3. Bike

i've encountered and done some dangerous stunts during my heydays but this one takes the pun out of ...


i think i've endangered my life taking this shot too. one hand on the wheel and another on the phone.

.4 aces.

we're almost back...

.a myriad of events.

saturday was hectic. i was out working till 2 and went to catch a movie with my friends at 2.45. Yeah, we watched Rob-B-Hood.

It was hilarious and superb. I had fun. I really loved the movie cause it was lighthearted and comedic to the extent of dumb. I mean, the best part was the tit-sucking part. I was laughing my ass off at that time.

and then after that i went to my cuz's wedding dinner. it was held somewhere in Batu Kawan/Tambun/Jawi.. whatever.

They had these dancers and one really loud singer who was talkative like shit. Well, at least I think she managed to heat up the venue. it was a little bit nonsensical and dumb, i was looking forward to it's end.

Cause I had appointments to GLO, Pg.

We had a blast there and I ended up partying till 3am. Met a bunch of friends there..

ShortBC, JumpingJJ, PoshPet, CoolIce, LittleP, SinfulYin, CuriousLin, WildMing, WeirdHan, StubbyBC, and ShortBC's BF.

I went with LittleMars and MildCoco.

That's when I had to go back and catch some shut eye.

Cause I need to wake up early on Sunday to go to MPSP(Kedah).

After that I ran some lab tests until late afternoon.

And then I was like... so damn tired I had to sleep the whole day.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

.first things on my mind.

I got this from pinkpau/su ann and i think it's rather cute cause naming the first things that come to my mind might give all of you people a sense of how sick my mind is. I mean, it's exaggerated but i think it's the best part of the whole meme thing. Besides, it's not actually a meme cause no one asked anyone to do it.
so, here goes...

1. My ex is still:

2. I am listening to:
some old song from the radio. i should really stop the stupid oldies in my workplace.

3. Maybe I should:
suck a cow's dick.

4. I love:
chocolate ice-cream and foreplay

5. My best friend(s):
are such assholes and bitches.. but i still adore them

6. I don’t understand:
girls and women and maybe some random animals who cross my path.

7. I lost:
someone i love dearly.

8. People say:
that i'm ok but they don't know the devil in me.

9. The meaning of my screen name is:
my name and my alter ego

10. Love is:
hard work but people who actually sacrifice for it knows how much it's actually worth.

11. Somewhere, someone is:
thinking of me. and how i could be such a bastard.

12. I will always:
remember her and her, and her too.... so many hers. and one him.

13. Forever seems:

14. I never ever want to:
suck a cow's dick

15. My cell phone :
is kewl but polyphonics is the shiznit.

16. When I wake up in the morning:
i contemplate going to sleep again. and i feel agitated cause i can't sleep anymore. i miss the times when i was studying. i used to skip whenever i'm bored. now i can't.

17. I get annoyed when:
i wake up. i also get annoyed when she says that i don't understand or that i don't sacrifice enough. the bitch.

18. Parties are:
made to last. so is orgasm... but the best things in life can be soooo short at times.

19. My pet(s) is(are):
my ego. i stroke it everyday. i feed it every day and i take care of it everyday.

20. Kisses are the best when:
it's done with someone we love.

21. Today I:
feel great. but i'm confused.

22. Tomorrow I:
will get a headache if i follow through all my plans.

23. I really want:
to succeed and i really want to take over the world

24. I want to ask:
a simple question to a very close person but i lost that opportunity a long time ago.

I really should get going, but I'm still confused about tonight.

.tough choice.

i'm torn between two places...

no.1 : go to GLOW. my friend's friend's birthday.

no.2 : watch Rob-B-Hood. A very nice movie according to a lot of people.

So, there I was contemplating where I was gonna have more fun. either partying around having a cup of coke in Glow and raving my head around or sitting in a nice comfy chair enjoying the relaxation and comfort of a cinema.

Glow is good. First of all, I get to meet a new bunch of friends which is good cause I intend to widen my network of social elites. But the relaxation I can get after a week's work is also looking good. Especially since I've been looking forward to such a nice movie for so long. All those depressing news were getting to me. (haze, corruption, accidents, deaths, killings, rempits, fines, ble bla ble)

Party or Movie?

It was quite a hard choice till I got a phone call from mom.

"Today your cousin wedding. Prepare to go tonight."

"But.. but.. but.. I already have plans tonight."

"don't care"

I might need to think of some wonderful fabulous excuse tonight. Or I can just go to a wedding and get the fuck bored out of my skull.

whatever happened to GLOW or Rob-B-Hood?

Friday, October 13, 2006

.all in a day's work.

i've always wanted to go to Pasar Ramadhan. For those of you nincompoops who don't know what a "Pasar Ramadhan" is let me just try to explain it in layman's terms.

it's actually a market full of different varying wonderful superlicious foods. these markets only sprout in the month of "Ramadhan". "Ramadhan" is actually the month before the Malay's Hari Raya Puasa. Ramadhan is a month where the Islams fast from early morning till late evening. That is from 'sahur' till 'buka puasa' i think.

whatever, if you can read whatever shit words i'm writing here, most probably you already know what it is. if you don't know how to read these shits, then most probably you wouldn't even know what i'm writing anyway. and best yet, you don't really care. right?

anyway, i went the other day and i wanted to get the laksa. unfortunately.. due to the location, we were gonna have the food there and then. i ain't not gonna order a take away "laksa". no! definitely not. but i guess i had to cause they were not putting out any tables. however, at that time, i was having plans to go another place later so i had to forgo the "laksa" and bought some burgers instead. lousy burgers.

however, thinking about the yummy laksa and how i missed it the other day... i wanted to go get it again a couple of days back. but i was lazy to go alone. so i called my friend and asked her to come with me.

her reaction was ... urm... how do i say this...

slow and cautious..

and i asked her "what's wrong?"

she said "you want to go snatch food from those hungry people is it? people damn hungry ady somemore want to snatch food from them?"

"damn it." i said "no lar."

sometimes my friends can be quite sarcastic bitches. lol.

yesterday was the 12th of October right. it was my friend's birthday, JoyfuLing.

JoyfuLing wasn't exactly the typical person who i would take the effort to remember his brithday but he's one damn lucky bastard. no matter what year it is.. i could never forget his birthday.

Maybe he just oozes sex appeal which i love to snuggle right up. yeah right.....

maybe it's just because he has the same birth date as my dad.

"Happy Birthday Dad".

So, yesterday we went to Auto-City Juru to celebrate. And we ended up in McD. What a fucking lousy place to celebrate someone's birthday. If I had my birthday in McD, i think i would die. Yeah, definitely.

I wanted to grab Coffee Bean's Honey Dew and so, we changed location and I ended up with the Orange Sunrise. Why?

Cause they were not having Honey Dew IB anymore. Which pretty much sucks up the day. I was soooo looking forward to HDIB. Fuck it.

Not to mention Swensens was closed too. So double whammy fucked up.

I'm trying to redeem my Razr V3i from my bro because I'm so fucking bored of a Nokia. (don't kill me nokia fanboys).

I mean, I have no qualms about it... but the ugly side of Nokia is starting to get to me.... Like how I can't flip it up to ooze some sex appeal.

Besides, the shitty phone can't do anything besides calling and sms.

which is the main purpose of a phone anyway right?

ohhh... i so miss MP3 ringtones. fuck polyshitnics.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

.call you back later.

i hate it when people says they'll call you back and then you spend like fucking 30 minutes or more waiting for that phone call which never came.

i fucking hate it when that happens.

i mean, how hard it is to remember calling your fucking mate back?

how hard? tell me?

if i ever get one more asshole who says this to me and never calls me back.. i'll plummel his rectum with soy sauce. don't ask me why but this is the nearest thing i thought of.

anyway, in mind of all those dumb people who can't seem to remember to call their friends back after saying those magic words.. i've got some plausible solutions which they could use.

1. if someone calls you at an unsuitable time like you're having a meeting, in a movie or having hot sex with someone other than your wife. don't tell him you'll call him back. instead, ask him to text you if you're having a meeting... or ask him to call you back (insert time before movie finishes) or ask him to call you back in 5 minutes.. since your sexual parade will end in 5 minutes.. if you're not over in 4.. speed it up.

2. if someone who you don't want to listen to calls you and you don't wish to talk to him/her... just make weird noises and moan while saying fuck me loud enough so that the person next to the caller can hear you through the phone. that way, they'd think he was having phone sex. this will surely get him to hang up. if you're in a public place.. just pretend that you're an answering machine.
"the number you have dialed is out of the service area. please leave a message after the beep tone. beep....."

3. Make a point or sign on your body. That way, you'll be reminded about the call everytime you see the sign.

4. write it down on your forehead. or ask someone to write it down on your forehead "call Lee BACK"

then the next time you see your fucking face in the mirror, you'll remember.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

.lovers or strangers?

is there a preconceived rule that people who can't be lovers has to be enemies or strangers?

they were sitting there. merely 10 steps ahead of us.

these were the people who i've spent 5 years of my life with. they were the ones i think i've known.. but you never actually know a person. you just merely know the reflection they portray right?

i reached the place and PlanetMars called me out. asked me to say that i came with him. and no one invited us.

"why?" i said.

"cause they're here" he said. they refers to my friends which i've known for more than 5 years.

"ok..." i said. but i guess it'd be hard to say that i came here only.. and with him only.

so we put our best foot forward and said hie to the two musketeers. they were there with their mates.. not anyone i know, i noticed.

then one of the musketeers asked us the inevitable,
"you're here to meet up with those guys?"

"yes, with PlanetMars" i figured that i might as well not LIE. besides, i doubt any story could be believable now besides the truth?

live honestly.

and then we went on to meet up with my other friends.

the two musketeers said they'd come and meet up later, if not to chat, at least to say hie i guess.

we sat there, each at our corners like strangers for almost an hour.
as they stood up to leave.

i noticed something.. they don't even bother to look back. they just stood up and go away.

i mean, i admit.. some of the people in the group are not really their best friends.. but i thought they were at least better than a bunch of sad and sorry asses.

as they leave, i felt a pange of twitch. it's not sadness. it's not regret.. just a feeling that i've never really known them. that they're different.

but i guess i understand them.. to one extent.

i felt no sadness when they walked away. just PITY.

pity that they can't rise above the challenge when it matters most... pity they can't face the challenge and has to resort to secret messages online or texting.

but at least one of them is better, one of them is coping. albeit he's following the footsteps a bit too close.

as i watch them leave, i made a vow that i hope i would never be like them.

why do we have to make it an option between lovers or strangers?

let's all be friends, regardless.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006


1. full name: Jimmy Ang
2. name backwards: Ang Jimmy
3. Were you named after someone: yes, my ancestors
4. meaning of name: fucked up
5. nickname: fucker, oi, cheebye kia, zimmy, eh...
6. screen name: jimmy ang
7. D.O.B: 2nd July 1983 (remember suckers!)
8. place of birth: Puau Penan
9. nationality: Penangite
10. current location: Puau Penan
11. star sign: Cancer
12. religion: Ye loi Fat Cho
13. height: dunno. bordering around 170 i guess
14. weight: 64 kg
15. shoe size: 8
16. hair colour: BLACK
17. eye colour: BLACK and WHITE
18. who do you look like: MY ESTEEMED DAD!
19. innie or outtie: nightie
20. leftie or rightie: nightie
21. gay, straight, bi or others: This question is gay. but I'm straight.
22. best friend : A lot
23. best friend you trust most: None
24. favourite pals: A lot
25. best friend of opposite sex: A lot
26. best buddies: A lot
27. boyfriend or girlfriend: I'm someone's boyfriend
28. crush: peanuts?
29. parents: Chinese
30. worst enemy: Kryptonite
31. favourite online guy: i'm not gay
32. favourite online girl: Everyone
33. craziest friend: A lot
34. advice friend: Whoever i can grab.
36. person you cry with: Refer to the above
37. any sisters: yes
38. any brothers: yes
39. any pets: dead
40. any disease: yes
41. pagers: dead
42. personal phone line: yes
43. cell phone: yes
45. pool or hot tub: HOT TUB and POOL
46. a car: yes
47. your personality: demure? HAHAHAHAHA
48. driving: yes
49. room: sex (first thing i can think of)
50. what’s missing: money
51. school: roxxors
52. bed colour: red blankies with dark blue sheets
53. relationship with parents: parent and son
54. believe in yourself: yes
55. believe in love at first sight: yes
56. good listener: no
57. get along well with parents: yes
58. save email conversations: no
59. pray: sometimes
60. believe in reincarnation: yes. da bomb!
61. make fun of people: all the time
62. like to talk on the phone: no. prefers f2f
63. want to get married: when the time is right
64. like to drive: MAT REMPIT
65. motion sickness: no
66. eat stem of broccoli: ??? why?
67. eat chicken with fork: and spoon
68. dream in colour: ya
69. type with your fingers on home role: ???
70. sleep with stuff animals: gay... no!
71. next to you: for now no one. next time... cun chick
72. on the walls of your room: lamps and nothing
73. on your mousepad: my mouse
74. dream car: Beemer
75. dream date: 2nd
76. dream honeymoon spot: G-Spot
77. dream husband or wife: why would i dream of them?
78. bedtime: none
79. under your bed: nothing
80. single most important question: what the fuck?
81. bad time of a day: when i wake
82. Your worst fear: losing my mobility
83. the weather is: not good
84. time: dunno
85. date: no
86. Best trick did on someone: i'll be killed if i reveal this
87. theme song: none
88. hardest thing about growing up: height
89. funniest experience: a lot
90. scariest experience: none
91. silliest thing you have ever said: dunno
92. scariest thing while you are with your friends: dunno
93. worst feeling: dunno
94. best feeling in the world: orgasm

no need. i got conned directly into doing this and i don't wanna do the same thing to you.

damn you angela.

Monday, October 9, 2006


i think coComments is a good proggie to track and keep in touch with all those comments you put up in multiple blogs or websites and you just can't remember which one you posted or which one you needed a reply from.

coComments is an additional feature which attachs itself onto your PC like a dead bug on glue and has this annoying box which asks u whethere u want to track this conversation. although annoying, it is small and hardly NOTICEABLE. unless it is located all the way up and blocking some of your texts. which is what is happening now as i type this msg.

however, i think it's worth all the trouble because the utility is good enough to track all my comments on all the available sites that i have commented.

and if i really comment and expect a reply, i would usually forget the address after a few days, especially those blogs i visit through PPS.
i can't remember their urls. it's fucking long can?

The utility has three main functions, mainly... to:

coComment keeps track of all the online conversations you're following in one convenient place, and informs you whenever something is added to a conversation.

Publish your conversations to your blog in a click, or send them to your friends via email.

Check out the top commenters, what articles and posts are generating the most comments, who's commenting on the same conversations as you.

this feature or utility gets a thumbs up from me and thanks to jolene from inkpots for recommending it.

Sunday, October 8, 2006

.misa campo is da bomb.

misa campo maxim shoot

OMG, he kissed me and now.. something's stuck.. gotta get it out!

hair up or down?

my stretchable Tee!

can't imagine life without me?

there's no bats here.. or spider webs.

misa campo. the new hot chick from maxim.
check out her myspace! yeah, she has one.
19 years old and from canada.
hot chick of the week. thanks to kaval.

more pictures :

this pic is from babeblvd.

.not so furious.

Hitz.FM JJ and Rudy's "Not So Furious!"

a parody of the fast and furious soundtrack, a song for the rempits and mat motors.
download file.

damn nice song i tell you! haha!

.fucking forwarded mails.

If you do not repost this with the title "1
to breakup", you are a heartless

And Sarah will come to you in the shower
drain, and will kill you the same way she

24 ppl have broken this chain and died.

You have 13 minutes...
and sarahs counting...

If you don't repost this in the next 10 minutes,
clown will appear by your bed tonight, while you're
sleeping and the same ending will happen to you.

When you repost this "(name of you
school)'s 'biatch list'. This isn't a joke

you see, these pieces of excerpts taken from some bulletin in friendster just shows how dumb and stupid people can be.

I swear to god, if someone forwards any mail or msg to me in my mail or friendster about this, i'll fucking castrate them. first of all, ain't no one's gonna track your fucking e-mails so that some kid from Botswana or some developing country can live to see the day. That's just fucking dumb. That's as simple a wish as some dumb guy giving you money to just bring you to a hotel for a chat.... if you believe them, maybe you should get fucked up pyschoanalysis.

second, ain't no CEO is gonna try to track when was the last time you used any fucking account in the web by forwarded mail or bulletins. You see, you nincompoop dickwad, they have this FEATURE called LAST LOGIN.. how the fuck hard is that to understand that they can fucking track you and after a certain time of you NOT logging in.. they will fucking cut you off the stupid community. If you have a life, applaud to you.. if you don't... then try to save it by forwarding the msg and making sure that you get less of a life.

third, no bitch or some hot model is gonna fuck your brains out just because you forward the fucking mail to ... like... 1000 idiots. (they're idiots for being friends with such idiots in the first place). If you believe that some high school crush will come running to you as if she's being chased by some mad cow once you forward it to 25 person, you'd also be inevitably stupid. thus you should die and fuck cows for a living in your next life as a dog.

fourth, no ghost is gonna visit you to rip off your brains or castrate you in the middle of the night and scream your name in the dark night for NOT forwarding mails. but i might castrate you and visit in the the godly forsaken zombie nights just to scare the bejezzus out of you! Screw you and your fucking ghosts. it's not my fault you're afraid of fucking ghosts, so don't come forward these shiznits to me and waste my fucking life reading those and deleting those shitty mails. especially since you titled it like "101 ways to have great sex" or somthing like dat. never mislead people.

lastly.... fuck you!

Saturday, October 7, 2006

.my tanglung festival sucks, how bout yours?

yesterday was tanglung festival or mooncake festival or whatever fuck they'd like to call it. my ugly perky bitching kinda relatives had to make one big fuss out of it and organize some get together shit. i don't want to know why they have the sudden urge to come out with such gay activities and get all of us into some depressive pretentious mood, but i have a feeling whatever the reason is, it's not gonna be as repulsive as my feeling when i reach the place.

anyway, being the good son that i am.. i accompanied my mom there. the journey there was as shitty as it is and before we even reached the place, we were mobbed by a fella holding a video camera! holy fuck! a person holding a video camera.. shooting videos. some people get paid to do that you know?

thank god my mom asked her not to shoot anymore cause she was not wearing make up and shit. yeah, at least she was not so pretentious as some bitching young gals who wag their hair like it was some dog's tail and act all "tinggi" liddat.

i was glad my mom asked her to stop or i was gonna drop kick her video camera to kingdom come. and then i'd snap her neck like a twig. which will result in me being a fugitive and a killer or maybe in jail.. which i don't like.

anyway, the get together was repulsive. the food was repulsive. the people was mediocre... i mean, they're all my relatives, there was no cute young chicks available for me there... just some dumb old relatives. argh.. sometimes, i hate my relatives.

anyway, at the end of the day.. after all the pretentious outing and all the mockup courtesy.. we went black, "blah la!"

despite all the pretentious shit.. i was glad i was there. i was glad they made a get-together.

cause then. i can show how much of a fuck-up they are.
little old females gathering, bickering and gossiping. can't really please them all.... (that sounded more sick than i intended)

bores the fuck out of my skulls.

Friday, October 6, 2006

.filler post.

alright, i'm back posting more shit so that you people who read my blog can indulge in daily shitty writings from me.

i want to talk about my day and what happened and so on so forth but i guess most of you people are so fucked up with your lives that you don't want to know about my perky bitching life. right?

i guessed so..

see, i'm even assuming answers. that's how much of an ass i am right now.
making preconceptions based on community surroundings.

anyway, i've set up my lab's website.. if you're any free... go visit it at http://www.phoenixlab.com.my

the page about us is not complete yet. so don't bugger me with your snotty little remarks. i'll twist your neck like a twig.

Thursday, October 5, 2006

.forwarded shit.

i'm busy so.. i'll leave you guys with these. really nostalgic stuff dudes.

brings tears to my eyes... NOT!

Especially for us borned and raised in Malaysia (esp. fond of the
memory of the Milo truck coming to school once in a blue moon to give
away free packet-chocolate- milk at school!). Miss the good old days -
despite its low-tech nature....

For your reading pleasure...some might be true.
Hope you will all enjoy reading it. This might bring you back the old
memory especially during those school days.....

Signs that you are a 70s' or 80s' baby:
You grew up watching G-Force, He-man, Transformers, Thundercats,
Silver Hawk, Woody Woodpecker, Chipmunks and Mickey Mouse. Not to
forget Ninja Turtles, Mask, Smurfs and Voltron too.

Girls watched Japanese cartoon like My Little Pony, "Xiao Tian Tian",
"Hua Xian Zi" etc.

You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in primary school after recess

You squatted by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and
brushed your teeth with a colourful mug.

Remember the days when the school nurse, comes with a list for the
dentist appointment, the sound of the drilling when your friend has a
fill in his tooth.

You remember the packets of milk we get in primary school to encourage
us to drink more milk. (It cost only 30 cent per pack)

In secondary school, girls go to the library to borrow their favourite
romance storybook.

In secondary school, girls altered their school skirt to shorten it
and guys will go to the school appointed school uniform tailor shop to
tailor make their school trousers to the then fashionable "baggy

During primary school days, the teacher will punish you using a ruler
to hit your palm.

A bowl of noodles soup cost only 30cent in primary school days.

When you were in primary school, girls like to go to the bookshop to
buy cute stuff such as animal erasers, various shape sharpeners,
colourful notebook etc.

Hankyu Jaya, Yaohan departmental stores used to be a favourite hangout
for families during weekends.

In secondary school days, you buy the Bata BM Turbo or Pallas Jazz school
Some guys like to wear those china made ankle high shoes. Some even
like to wear those very thick socks with their school shoes.

Internet? E-mail? What the hell is that?

So you thought a decade or more ago, your friends don't have pagers or
handphones in school.

CDs? What's that? Cassette tapes were the norm.
Movie tickets used to cost less than $5 last time.

The goodies from Mama shop used to be Chickerdis, Mamee , Kum Kum,
UFO, O-Ya, Ding Dang chocolate balls with toys in the box, colourful
hard "egg", "cigerette" bubble gum, KIKI Bubble Gum, pink bottle of
bubbles c/w a small tubes with yellow sticks to blow "more lasting"
bubbles that you can pop more air in or slam it on.

You never forget 'Ti Kam'.
When exams are over, the board games (e.g Monopoly, Donkey,
Transportation Comparison Card) & held video games will be all over
the class room.

Your favourite sound is the bell
For it's the homemade ice cream man.
The cream that tops Haagan Dazs!

And the other peddler you love is the old lady who sells juicy Muah
Chee and thick olden syrup rolled in a balloon the tip of a chopstick

Another bell is the recess bell, a time to get away from school work and to

Another time when there is no bell but all guys will anxiously wait
for it...The PJ (Pendidikan Jasmani), PE time (time for football)

Your favourite childhood games were playing "guli"(marbles) , five
stones, five bottle cover, zero-point, catching, "Pepsi-Cola one two
three" and/or "Police & Sentry"!

The best thirst quencher of all times is the yummy colourful ice tubes
you can buy from provision shops for only 10cent. To eat them,break
the tab and suck while holding the freezing tube!

All gals have a girl doll/strawberry shortcake/my little pony/pound
puppy, while all boys have a soldiers figurine (combat) or a rubber
band catapult that shoots folded paper!

Once was the era whereby ice-cream sticks were valuable items, then
came the paper aircrafts, chalk fights.

Some boys made their own guns from wood, and used 'Bacali' as the bullets.

Some even used matches to shoot and burn kids'lanterns during MoonCake

And your favourite holiday was Lunar New Year! New clothes, Ang Pows,
shopping, junk food and family outings!

Let's see, the majority of students in universities today were born in
1987 / 88.... They are called "youth".

For them, they have never heard of the song "We are the World, we are
the Children..." And the "Uptown Girl" they know is by 'West Life' but
not 'Billy Joel'.

For them, there have always been only one Germany and only one
Vietnam. AIDS exists since they were born.

CD exists since they were born.

Michael Jackson is already whitened.

John Travolta is always round in shape and they can't imagine how this
fat guy could be a god of dance.

They believe that Spiderman and Incredible Hulk are just new films.

They can never imagine a black and white screen for a computer.

They never know what is Atari or 'Game & Watch'.

They can't believe a black and white television ever existed and they
don't even know how to switch on a TV without a remote control.

And they never understand how we can go out without a mobile phone
when we were in university.. .

Let's check if we're getting old...

1. You understand what was written above and you smile.

2. Most of your secondary school friends are getting married.

3. You are always surprised to see small children playing comfortably
with computer.

4. When you see teenagers with mobile phones, you shake your head.

5. You spend less and less time talking on phone with your friends daily.

6. When you meet your old friends from time to time, talking about the
good old days, repeating again and again all funny stories you
experienced together.

7. Lastly, having read this mail, you are thinking of forwarding it to
some other old friends. You think they will like it too.....

Hahaha!.... Yes! We are getting old too......... ..

Brings back old memories huh?

Cheers to the 70s n 80s babies!!!

originally written by pinjui.

Wednesday, October 4, 2006

.big burden on my shoulders.

sometimes, i feel as if life has no meaning. we work, we get money, we spend money and we work again.

and when i'm down, the feeling of not having anyone beside me really pushes me to the brink. i know i should be doing more. i am doing more. i hope to be excelling and making the business bigger and better but the thing is i need time to learn and sometimes i feel as if i've not learnt it good enough and fast enough. life is no longer a brisk now. i can survive with minimal money but i want more, more to satisfy not me.. but at least to show people that i can be someone.

the pressure is really on me. i don't settle for mediocrity sometimes. i want something which can make me the best. i want to excel in what i do. and that's something i'm willing to sacrifice for. but for now, i just need someone to guide me and support me.

i feel so lost and alone now. i don't know why. but it's as if a heavy burden is on my shoulders. i need to fulfill a lot of expectations and if people say working in the family business is easy peasy come and go-ey should think again.

if you don't excel, you won't get fired.. yes, but you'll feel the pressure and the smite of criticism that can be poured down upon you.

i want this to work. more than ever, i want to know that i can excel and i can do something good if i put my hard work and effort in it.

i just need to make sure it doesn't screw up.

Monday, October 2, 2006

.sick family.

almost everyone in my family is down with some kind of sickness.
my mom's down with heavy cough/flu.
my bro's down with stomach ache/fever.
my sister's down with chickenpox.

it's a bitch. but i really need to avoid them like the black plague. not my bro or mom but definitely my sis. cause i ain't never had chickenpox yet. my bro's also having suspected chickenpox.

arghh! NO!

Sunday, October 1, 2006


as i moved my body to the beat, i couldn't help but wonder.. am i doing this right?

maybe sometimes i am too conscious of myself. i should just let the beat and the moves flow. but i can't help it. i seem to have this star attraction to my own image. i am always aware of what i'm doing and how it portrays to other people.

the music is getting louder and as the beat moves on, the DJ yells through the music. I move and I shout. it's not that bad after all.

I just need to get in the groove and relax a bit.

I should do this more often.

.random lessons.

When we look down, we know how big we are. When we look up, we realize how small we are. When we look in front, we see the obstacles and l...