xes is a horny bastard

Hellooooosss….this is ben blogging…xes has given me access to his blog and told me to wreck the hell out of it…but first..bertestingss first…

Yes it’s working..FINALLY!!!..weeeeeeeeeeeeee. So what am i suppose to talk bout? I guess i’ll just rant about what’s going on here in Melbourne. Firstly, the life here isn’t all that great as most of the people expect it to be. Activities ranges from gambling, movies, cafes, studying, clubbing, raving, illegal racing,etc. Nothing too different from the life style back home in Malaysia. Although i do fancy clubbing and raving here more. The raves here are like super huge with well known Dj’s coming down to strut their stuffs on their decks. Not to mention the chicks here in melbourne are fucking awesome. Anything from locals, ABCs (Australian Born Chinese), and Asians can just melt the hell out of me. Gawddd i’m like. craving for some right now *cry*. Oh well…..
2:05AM

Laptop repaired

Chinese Moon cake Festival is on this Saturday. During this festival, delicious moon cakes are consumed and children would be playing with ‘tang lung’(lanterns). Due to the competition and commercial strategy, moon cakes are sold months before the moon cake festival. Mum bought me a screw pine (pandan) flavoured moon cake last night. It’s cost only RM8.50 a piece unlike Melbourne where it cost $10 a piece (RM22.00)! However, I don’t really like moon cakes. It’s too sweet!
During my primary school days, my friends would come to my house at night to lit candles and lanterns on Moon Cake festivals. Our entire front porch would be literally covered with candles and lanterns. However, as years passes, none of us bothered to do so. But my mum would light one or two candles just for the sake of celebrating.
11:59

I finally got my laptop back. The problem with it was it couldn’t start up at all. I requested for extra ram to be added but the fellow forgot to do so. I even requested them to check my USB port but it seems they couldn’t fix it. Now I’m stuck with a lagged mouse. grr

Ben will be blogging with me in this website soon. Welcome abroad Ben!
4:44PM

lunch with soon yean and taxi driver fight

muahahahaha. but why did u guys fight? accident or he con u?


Posted by jo5 @ 09/14/2002 10:08 PM CST


hehe, there was once i got into a fight with taxi driver, fight until my shirt tore off. hehe


Posted by xes @ 09/13/2002 05:18 PM CST


sometimes u met good ppl sometimes the other way round, lucky u. too long never drive issit? haha


Posted by jo5 @ 09/13/2002 10:19 AM CST


It was about a year ago. I was rushing home to sleep from Melody’s place at Sri Hartamas. While speeding in Bangsar, there was this taxi that stopped on the side of the road suddenly without putting on any signal. Apparently he was picking up a passenger. I stopped and tried to squeeze my way out. While doing so, my car accidentally scratched his bumper. I looked at the side mirror to assess the damage and didn’t see any damage on the taxi. Desperately needed sleep, I drove off without bothering to get out from the car. While driving, the taxi followed me and I got out from the car after finally realize that I am obliged to talk to him. I slowed down and stopped in front of Megamall and got out from the car. As soon as I got out from the car, a middle aged Indian man charged into me with a baton. I blocked the baton with my hand. As the baton flew, I punched him on the face and gave him a roundhouse kick. However, it did not stop him. He managed to get hold of my head and tried smashing my head on the car. But he failed to do so and I pulled his head and soon we were on a dead end situation. We stopped and talked. I called my friends for backup but their phones were engage. While doing so, I looked for my car keys (it flew off while fighting).
My left earlobe was bleeding due to my earrings (I just enlarged one of the holes and haven’t fully recovered yet) and my eyesight was blur because one of my contact lens came off. The passenger was full of shit and said I deserved to be whacked. I was so pissed but I ignored him. I was in a 2 against 1 situation and both of the men were big size. However, the taxi driver and I managed to come to an agreement and I paid him rm50 for compensation (it was my fault anyway). He left as soon as I paid him and I searched for my car keys. I couldn’t find it and sat down trying to remember when did it fly to. Suddenly, the taxi driver came back. He handed me my car keys and apologized. We shook hands and exchanged numbers.
Minutes later, my friends came. Umeng drove my car back because my eyesight was blur. I didn’t make a police report because I was ashamed myself for being not responsible enough. This incident taught me a valuable lesson. Never run from a confrontation and always talks things out. Oh yeah, and also, when a person charges at you, a front push kick will easily stop them.
5:10PM

footie!

Fei Shia’s party was dull. She didn’t invite much of our friends and she spends most of the time talking to her other friends. There was plenty of alcohol but I didn’t drink at all but Fei Shia kept on forcing Soon Yean and Ping Sheong to drink. There weren’t many people at all. We left within an hour and headed to Bangsar. Babysun and Gerby on the other hand headed to somewhere else.

Bangsar was great. We had a great drinking session. Each of us (5 of us) ordered a jug of Illusion and managed to finish all of them. Soon Yean and I drank the most. We kept on competing and taunting each other to drink while Wai Keong, yK and Ping Sheong drank slowly but no doubt they were pretty drunk. The pub, called Echo, plays lousy progressive house on Saturday. They even hired a lady vocalist to sing. None of us danced. All we did was just drink and drink and drink. By the end of the night, all of us didn’t feel well, Ping Sheong and Soon Yean were pretty fucked and I had terrible stomachache (no idea why). We left at 3am, totally fucked.

3 hours later, my alarm clock rang. It’s time to play football. Most of us hadn’t had enough sleep or either hasn’t slept yet. It was dreadfully hot and the sun was scorching.
We played against a team of arrogant kids. Every time they scored, they would start showing off some annoying postures. However, we managed to beat them easily. Wilson, Ping Sheong and Gin Yew scored enough to shut them up.
Soon Yean puked twice while playing due to the alcohol we drank few hours ago. I laughed at him non-stop. hehe. I wanted to make him puke last night but he still could hold on and even taunted me to drink more. But this morning, while taking a break, he squatted down and started puking, my first reaction was to laugh. hehe

I’m exhausted. I’m going to sleep now. Nites.
2:23PM

Megamall day and Ipoh kai fan

Last night, Wai Keong, Soon Yean, Ping Sheong and I went to Ming Tien at Taman Megah. Ming Tien is a huge hawker centre that consists of 100 stalls. The place is designed in a tropical beach theme. Waiters are dressed in Hawaiian T-shirts and straw hats with Chinese actors’ name on their nametag (no idea why, but it’s hilarious). We sat under a small hut that kept on playing sounds of birds’ chirping, seashore and even monkeys screaming. As we sat down, each of us ordered a huge dish and shared. We ate till a point where food is no longer enjoyable but torturing. We were struggling to finish everything!

I woke up with a mild diarrhea. Must be the food I ate last night. uhhh slimy shit!

I bumped into David in Megamall just now. David is a BBC (British born Chinese) I knew from Sheffield. He’s here for a short holiday, staying in William’s place (another friend of mine from Sheffield) and he’ll be leaving next Tuesday. I wanted to ask him about the places that he went but both of us were going on different directions. I guess we’ll talk about it when we meet in Sheffield.

I had a fight with Chuo Ming on the phone just now. I cant fucking stand him. He keeps on pestering me with the Internet issue for our house in Sheffield. He loves ordering people around and he’ll get pissed if someone doesn’t follow his way. I just hate being ordered around. I remember once he asked Alex and I to look for someone but both of us were too lazy to do it, he ended up pissed and slammed the door at us. I guess we’ll have plenty of problems staying with other next month.

I’ll be going to Fei Shia’s place today. She’s celebrating her birthday today. My friends and i are heading to Bangsar after that. It’s been a while since i’ve been there.
6:53PM

bought burner

I bought the burner today at Megamall. The shop gave me a rm50 discount! Even though it’s a value buy the burner is bloody huge and heavy. I tried installing it on my dad’s desktop but it didn’t work properly. I think there is something wrong with my usb port. I guess I’ll replace it with a new one soon.

I paid for my air ticket to UK today. I’m leaving on the 28th of September. Boo hoo, I’m so sick of travelling!!
5:37PM

Accident last night and yamcha with MeuYan, Lola and their friends

The history of Wong Fei Hung: my all time idol http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Ginza/5990/wong.html
6:30PMI’m going to get a CDRW (burner) soon. I shopped around some IT centres namely Sunway Pyramid and Megamall. My god, there’s a big difference between an external and internal burner. Internal driver is much cheaper and its speed is much faster. On the other hand, the external driver is slower and much more expensive. However, I found a fast external drive with a much lower price. It’s an A OPEN 40 (write) x 12 (rewrite) x 48 (read) for rm540? Good buy eh?

The newest gadget. DVDRW! The new dvd burner could burn 4.9gigs worth of files in a single. But it cost a bomb. Fucking RM1000++ for one! Furthermore, the CDs arent that cheap either. I guess I’ll just stick to my CDRW until the DVD burner price falls.
6:24PMI accidentally banged into a motorcycle while I was reversing my car last night. I got out from my car immediately and apologized profusely. Thank god the cyclist wasn’t on the bike (he was about to get to his bike). He looked pissed and said “cho meh lei gam geh???” (in Cantonese “Why are you like that?” (implying why am I so careless”)) However, there wasn’t any damage at all but i offered to compensate him but he declined.
3:05PM

A visit to Segambut – to check out my car

A moment of silence for those who died in the September 11 tragedy.
6:53PM
Happy Birthday to Ben Hon!! May all your dreams come true! (except for the wet dreams and horny dreams of yours!)
5:45PM
My dad and I went to check out my car at Segambut this morning (note: it was involved in an accident couple of weeks ago, someone crashed into it when my tenant was driving it). The workshop is located in a secluded area without proper access to it. We had to brave through potholes and rocky road.
It seems that the workshop hasn’t started repairing my car yet and therefore I was able to see the condition of the car. My god, the front part was badly smashed but the engine wasn’t badly affected (but everything around it was smashed), the wheels of my car crooked and uneven, etc.
Fortunately, my tenant, Mei Mei wasn’t injured at all and dad even praised her for her crisis management. Right after the accident, she didn’t even break down and cry or even panic, the first thing she did was called my dad and everyone else for help. But for me, I will be car-less for the rest of my remaining summer holiday.

Dad brought me to the accident site after that, it was just a straight road, I wonder how that fellow could cause so much damage. Dad then showed me the police station and complained about it. Dad had to wait hours just to make a report because the sergeant wasn’t around. Malaysian police are really an inefficient bunch.

Dad also complained about the tow trucks operators. They are an unscrupulous bunch. They wanted to tow my car away and kept on pressuring and pestering my dad to do so. Dad ignored them and called Honda?s tow truck. According to Dad, the unscrupulous tow truck drivers will rip you off. They will replace your spare parts with cheap and low quality parts and charge you at a higher price.

Oh yeah, we finally fixed our main gate. We’re going to replace it will a new one soon!
4:24PM

Sent laptop for repairs.

I hate waiting in the airport especially the time before departure. My dad always advises me to check-in 2 hours before departure so that I would be guaranteed a seat. I arrived in Melbourne Airport 45 minutes departure and I was the second last one to check-in. The stewardess told me that I don’t have a choice for my seat location and there isn’t anymore window or aisle seat. I will be stuck in the middle for the 8 hours flight to Singapore. However, it seems that the seat I was given was one of the best seats! No chairs in front of me and therefore plenty of leg space! It was a comfortable journey.

It’s not the first time that I was given a good seat even though I’m late. During my trip back to Malaysia from Manchester, my friends and I arrived at the airport ½ before departure (we were late because Chuo Ming forgot his passport, we had to turn back to get it). We thought we are gonna be given horrible seats, but it was the other way round, Frederick and I were given seats with plenty of leg space!

I was looking forward for the in-flight movies on the plane. However, they played lousy shows or some shows that I’ve watched. I barely finish 2 movies before dozing off.
The transit time for my connecting flight to Kuala Lumpur took me 1 ½ hour. I heard that we could go online in the airport for free. All you need to do is just plug in a network cable into your laptop and into a docking station. I wanted to go online since I have some time to spare but I don’t have a network cable.

The flight to Kuala Lumpur took me 1 hour. It was pleasant, great view except for a rude Caucasian lady who mistakenly sat on my seat. She didn’t even apologise and gave me an unpleasant look. I had to say sorry and thank her for giving me my seat. What a bitch!

Things started to get bad as soon as I touch down in KL. Firstly, I missed my train to KL sentral. It wasn’t entirely my fault. I didn’t know that only certain lifts goes to the station’s entrance. I took the other lift that is just opposite the lift to the entrance and ended up stranded on the other side of train station’s floor (the floor is divided by the rail tracks). I was looking for the entrance to the other side but it seems there wasnt one. I had to take a lift back to the top floor and get to the station’s lift but the train left as soon as I got into the lift. However, another train arrived 3 minutes after the other train left.

The high-speed train ride takes only about 28 minutes. Tickets must go through a scanner to exit. However, the ticket I was given doesn’t work and I had to wait till one of the staffs sort it out for me.
I was glad that the trip back was almost over. I walked out from the station happily and waved for one of the many taxis parked outside. But they didn’t seem to respond. I asked one of the drivers and they told me to get a ticket inside the station in order to take a taxi. The cost of the ticket? FUCKING RM20!

It’s only been 1 ½ months since I left Kuala Lumpur but it seems there are heaps of changes. The old wooden shop houses in Batu 4 have been demolished to make way for the new highway. The coffeeshop I always go to for lunch has been renovated and added few new hawker stalls. The area around Yaohan OUG changed dramatically, all the trees have been chopped and even Restaurant 88 has been demolished. Worst of all, my house’s main gate fell off due to rust!

I took a nap as soon as I unpack my stuff and have lunch. Woke up at 6pm, watched tv and had dinner. Spoke to Melody after that. Good news, she’s coming back to Malaysia in 1 week time, hurraay!! Esmund dropped by to say hi and collected the duty free cigarettes I bought. Moments later, it’s ‘yamcha’ session. I showed Soon Yean, Gin Yew and Pao the photos I took in Aussie. They couldn’t stop laughing at the photos I took with my friends in Brisbane. It was hilarious to them especially everyone’s hairstyle. To them, everyone in Brisbane seems to be having fun rather than studying. hehe
3:28PMBad news. My laptop broke down! I was happily playing with it yesterday until suddenly the laptop shut down. I tried restarting it by pressing on the ‘on’ button but it just couldn’t start. I was so depressed! However, thank god my dad has a computer in his room otherwise I’ll be bored to death. My car hasn’t been repaired yet and the only source of transport for me in the evening is mum’s car.

I sent my laptop for repairs at this place called Wisma Academic. There are two sections in this building, the office section and the warehouse section. I stupidly end up in the warehouse section with a Malay man. The warehouse section is poorly maintained, dirty, graffiti every where and virtually deserted. It took us a while to realise that we went to the wrong place
The fellow in the laptop repair centre gave me a positive answer. He could repair it within days and it’s possible to fix it. Hurray!

Tsuen Hang called me this morning. He used to stay in my house when he was in college and now he’s a District Judge in Singapore. I was to be pretty close to him when I was a kid. He taught me how to play basketball and would sometimes play with him.
He was giving me tons of advises on the legal profession. I told him that I wanted to work in a small law firm and work my way up. However, he strongly advice me to get a job in a large law firm, so that I could extend my network and by the time I reach my 30s, I should go for a career switch. He offered to get his friends in Kuala Lumpur to get me a job after i graduate. Hurray!!
1:12PM

Good Bye Kagami aka Brian

Exactly 364 days ago, I saw Brian in Mid Valley Shopping Centre with his friends. I waved to him but he never waved back. He was one of my first few online friends. A computer expert, we never run out of things to discuss about. I never met him until years later. It was a coincidence. My friend and I were happily loitering in some petrol station’s groceries store. I bumped into m3ng and next to him was a big sized and hairy Indian boy. m3ng introduced him to me as Kagami (Brian’s IRC nickname). We gave each other a firm handshake and a smile.

365 days ago or exactly one year ago, I was woken by a phone call from MoreCool (Esmund) in the morning. The first thing he said was “woi, Brian is dead!” I was completely shocked, I told (Esmund) that I just saw him yesterday, MoreCool replied with a certainty that Brian is gone, the funeral is tonight, at 7pm, St. Xavier’s Church.

My friends and I planned to go to Genting Highlands a day before Brian’s dead. I decided to go ahead with it since the funeral was at night. I showed no emotion on his death while I was in Genting, probably I still couldn’t believe that he’s dead. As 7pm approaches, I was late for the funeral and I had no time to go home and change. Driving as fast as I could, I arrived in the church wearing a yellow t-shirt. Esmund, within the speed of light, quickly handed my jacket to cover up the t-shirt.

Loads of my friends were there in the funeral and loads of them were crying. I made my way to the room where the coffin is located. As I approach the coffin, Brian, with his face pale and scarred from the accident, lies completely lifeless. It’s not the first time I’ve seen lifeless bodies. Years ago, my classmate died of a motorcycle accident, her face was pale and scarred too. And both of these experiences were not pleasant.

Brian’s death was caused by a car accident. One of his friends was driving at high speed somewhere in Taman Mayang. The car lost control at a bend and the passenger seat (where Brian was sitting) smashed onto a tree. Brian died within minutes.

Brian was cremated 2 days later. Everyone gathered around his coffin before cremation and sang him a song. As soon as the song ends, the staffs started moving the coffin to the cremation room. Brian’s friends and family starting crying loudly and his friends started wailing out his name. I stood emotionless but no doubt I was sad.

Rest in peace, my dear friend Brian, it’s already 1 year since your demise.

Dedicated to Brian Oliver Corray http://brian.ultraunix.net/
2:33AM