Category: General

Everyday I used to get about 20 penis enlargement emails, 15 mails on sex deprived house wife yearning for attention, 10 emails about Paris Hilton sex videos, 5 emails about debt reduction emails and sometimes email from a Pastor telling me grandfather stories about how great god is.

However, with the advent of the new anti spam laws by the US and Australia, the amount of junk mail I received a day has been reduced dramatically. No more penis enlargement emails, thank you. No more sex deprived housewives, thank you (Get a dildo bitch). No more Paris Hilton videos (I’ve seen it, and it sucks). Unfortunately, I still get emails from the Pastor telling me grandfather stories.

Btw,
I wanna watch

Troy
Tupac Resurrection, and
Spiderman 2!!

Tick.tock.tick.tock…The long awaited moment has finally arrived!!! Woohoooooo!! It’s the Christmas vacation once again! After being put through 2 and ½ months of sheer madness of intensive studying routine, it is definitely time for a good break. Day in day out, nothing but work work and more work, which seems like I’m close to having a mental breakdown. That’s how mundane one life can be when they are doing the BVC. The bottom line is..I can’t wait to fucking graduate!! Nevermind the fact that I’ll be a soon- to- be unemployed barrister, as long as I lead a stress-free life, i’ll be happy 😀 At the mo, Let’s just move away from this nasty topic…

Ok-la, I gotta at least give my life some credits. My housemate and I finally decided to throw a party last night. After having talked about it since the first day we moved into the flat, we finally did it. One of the highlights of the night was the DARE session. Yes, CM..it was your brilliant idea ;p Alex could never run away from his famous hokkien songs. He had to stand on the street in the cold, singing out loud his renowned hokkien song so that we could all hear him from the top of my flat. Everyone agreed that he had done a damn good job by entertaining us across the street 😀 I’m sure he wouldn’t mind showing off his talent a lil’ more if he need not freeze his ass off in that cold winter night. Another classic dare, cm had a half of a wine bottle shaft in his pants and the other half sticking out from his half zipped pants. Like he said, it looked like an unrealistic 15- inched long erection 😀 At the end of the night, it was all good fun and humour.

Mama and Papa will be arriving at the land of pee ( sweet scent of England 😛 hey the streets of England smells of pee!! ) tomorrow afternoon. Unlike previous years Christmas celebration, this year will be special with the presence of family warmth.. gee..I’m getting all christmasy…….i am Walking in a winter wonderlandddd…:P Merry X’mas everyone!!

ghee,myself,chuo ming

the ladies..

Alex singing his hokkien songs at gray’s inn road

Meng choo, shane and I

– 3.36AM

The Communists in Malaysia
Recently, 2 Chinese nationals were arrested for kidnapping another Chinese national for a ransom of RM100K. Criminal activities by Chinese nationals were pretty rampant lately.

Couple of my mother’s tenants were victims of another crime committed by Chinese nationals. One day, the tenants went out for a day trip, leaving all their belonging totalled RM40K locked in the house. When they came back, all their belongings were gone. The house was burgled.

They were pretty puzzled with the disappearance of their belongings, as they told no one about their trip except this girl. So they called the police and the police conducted a search in the girl’s house. They found couple of their belonging but the rest was gone. It seems that the girl has sold their belongings. The girl was subsequently arrested.

Unfortunately, the girl was released. Apparently, the girl’s family in Shanghai has some sort of underworld influence. So strong until the tenants were afraid that the gangsters would hurt their families. They decided to drop the charges and reject the offer of RM7, 000 by the girl as compensation. Where is justice?

If I were a victim of such crime, I would:
1. Get the police to torture the bugger, you know the usual police torture, make her sit on ice, cane the soles of her feet, (INSERT YOUR FAVOURITE TORTURE HERE) just usual stuff la. (Apparently today an arrested kidnapper complained to the media that the police tortured him. The police assaulted him till he lost couple of his front teeth)

And then after she was released, I’ll go up to her and say,

“Wahhh… what happened to you?? I didn’t know police in Malaysia does that…oh you poor thing”

This is the implementation of the law, “Keep your hands clean – You must seem a paragon of civility and efficiency. You hands mare never soiled by mistakes and nasty deeds. Maintain such as spotless appearance by using others as scapegoats and cat’s paws to disguise you involvement” – Robert Greene, 48 Laws of Power.

pikey said:

Dear Santa…
Another 2 weeks or so, Christmas is here. And then another 1 week will 2004 New Year!! How time flies. Back in my First Year during the uni days, I read about Santa Claus who is staying at the North Pole, which based on today’s geo-political location, it’s at Rovaniemi, Finland. I wrote him a mail and posted it to Santa. No kidding, I mean what’s the harm of writing to Santa right. I know being a 20-year-old writing to Santa is kinda …erm… ridiculous but then for the fun of it, what the heck. Everyday, after lectures, I was eager to go back to the residential hall and check out if there was any reply from Finland. Few days later, no reply. Another week, no reply. Maybe Santa was too busy that he forgot to reply my mail at all. Sniff sniff. Soon I didn’t even bother to check the pigeon-hole mailbox at all.

Then one day, it came!! I was astounded to see a colourful, full of elves pictures envelope tucked nicely in my mailbox. It was from Santa!! On the envelope was some printing of United Nation’s UNESCO promoting Christmas or something and then there was this catchy phrase that says “Santa Clause comes from Finland”. Hahahahaha. Yesterday as I was reading the paper, there was this article about who is the real Santa Claus. A few countries near the Artic Circle claimed the right ownership of him. For one, there’s Greenland (basically Denmark cos Denmark owns Greenland), then the Finnish and the Swedish. It’s funny how Norwegian being higher up north at the Artic Circle doesn’t lay a claim on him. And you know what, there’s actually a conference every year to solve this issue and every year, Finland still has the winning vote.

And I know it’s abit wee late to send a snail mail to Finland, cos by the time Santa reply comes back, Christmas is already over. But then, what the heck, Santa is available whole year round. Erm.. well, that’s what the Finnish say. Here’s the address,

Santa Claus’ Main Post Office,
Santa Village,
FIN-96930
NAPAPIIRI

HO HO HO~~~~ 😀

I asked my Finnish friend about it. She said that place really exist! Here’s a photo of that place, courtesy of Eeva Keskinen!

Alternatively, you can visit the website here

I stayed up till 3AM reconstructing my link page last night. It pisses me off beyond belief that most of the people on my links doesn’t have a link icon. So being a perfectionist, I drew the link icons for them. Well, not to mention I stole some from Lynn’s website. You guys owe me sex.

Click on the links link on top, to those who I left out, please leave a note (with your link icon too of course) and to those who I removed, eh hello? Draw me a link icon la!!

wookookoo and Gayvin favourite pub – Black Cock Inn. Located at Beswick, a 16th Century town in Lake District, England.

Every morning 8 o’clock, I wake up shake my c…..
Every morning before class, I have a problem looking for parking. Sometimes I would have to resort to tiny or obscure places to park. So today I was lucky, I found a place to park as soon as I arrived. It was under a fruit tree (some sort of fruit that human doesn’t eat) so I happily parked my car and quickly left.

7 hours later…

Oh my godd…my car was bombarded with bird shit and rotten fruits. To add salt to wound, I found out that my car ran out of water to wash the windscreen. I raced for a car wash with bird shit and fruits all over my car. It was not good I tell you…

While on my way to Mad Valley for lunch with Lynnzter, I was stuck in a massive jam in Old Klang Road. It took me 10 minutes just to move 500 metres. Then I was stuck in the same place for 2 minutes. I was so pissed off and furthermore I was late. So from the far left lane, I turned my signal and rammed over the divider to the other side of the road. Yeah, I love Old Klang Road, it’s the land of the lawless!

In Old Klang Road, particularly OUG, you can park your car anywhere and don’t give a fuck about it. Tow trucks and traffic officers don’t exist at all.

Dad’s birthday is this Thursday. I had no idea what to get for him so I resorted to my usual birthday present. I headed to Watson’s, got him toothpaste, toothbrush, dental floss, shampoo, throat lozenge, cotton buds, painkillers and shoe polish. Hey it’s good man! What can be better with presents that you can use and comes in a bunch! Well, I didn’t get him condoms….

Lynn, her friend Nini and I had lunch at Secret Recipe. Then I had the orgasmic bun, the bun that makes you cum, well you know, Rotiboy!

Check this video out. It’s darn funny 😀 (Size: 800K++)

And I wanna watch Infernal Affair 3!!

Johnson, Don, Samantha and I went to Salak South, a war zone area with roads that has potholes as big as meteorite craters. The queue was pretty short as compared to the Identity card (“IC”) renewal place in PJ. And fortunately, we were the last 4 to get the forms cause the counter limits the people for a day. A form with a number is given to us to fill in and hand it back to the lady. Due to the long queue (!! It’s not long at all, it took us about 15 minutes to line up for the form), a lady decided to cut queue and got herself shit loads of forms. However, her form wasn’t numbered hence she wasn’t given an appointment to renew her IC. Serve her right, kiasu fucker. Haha.

Our appointment was set at 3PM so we headed back home for a short nap. The application was finish by 4PM. We had to take a photo and scan our thumbprint. I heard that our photo would look distorted cause somehow they IC would stretch our face horizontally.

The new IC could store our driver’s license, medical record, act as an ATM card and so on. Although it might sound convenient, I think it would be a security risk to all of us.

Read TV Smith’s commentary about the new IC.

I got the job. 😀

This being my last week to spend late nights out with friends, I mentally ran through what we have been doing the past few nights. We went Breaker$ the other night? we planned to go yamchar the day after but ended up in the foos scene? and then it was foos again the next night? then we really really planned to go yamchar but HAH surprise surprise, no prizes for guessing where we ended up once again. You guys are ADDICTS, I tell you.. ADDICTS! But it?s nice to be able to play with them coz they are ever so patient with me (What are you doing?! My grandmother also can shoot harder than you-ar!) and so willing to teach me (First you set the ball then push then you pull then you slide there then set the ball again then flick your wrist like this then you then you then you? by which I start to space out?). So where ARE we going tonight? Coo? the choices seem endless? coo?

Anyway, almost similar to Leong?s latest post, an animal was also found in my house compound today ? but alive! A Tortoise! Not those mini terrapins but a big tortoise! No idea how he wandered into the house though. Now he?s chilling out, swimming around a basin my mum put him in. And he?s named Coolio for now coz he looks so damn cool. We probably keep him for awhile and check if anyone in the neighborhood lost a pet tortoise. If there are no takers, we probably release Coolio in the pond behind my house where there would be abundance of bread and kangkung thrown in by the kids, men and women daily who go there for their evening walks. All the tortoises, terrapins and fishes living there must be so goddamn sick of bread, man.

It?s funny though, this isn?t the first time a pet of some sort has wandered into the house. A Persian cat once came into the house and wouldn?t leave, hence our first pet Puffy who has since left us for a better place (heaven, of course) 3 years back. Then there was the hamster that ran into our kitchen, whose gender was mistaken right until she gave birth to 8 healthy hamster babies. So, hehe, the name Dexter was promptly changed to Desiree. Both those animals have naturally left their footprints on our hearts, contributing to the loveliest times of our lives and I wonder if Coolio wandered into the house for a predestined reason or other. 🙂

Next week will be the start of a new beginning for me. And I wonder if it is going to apply in more ways than one. Here’s to new beginnings, health and happiness to all readers of this site and their loved ones? *clink* 😉

I got this from ratz website

Kent Choice: e.Motion Featuring Kevin Saunderson
Date : Saturday, 13/12/2003
Venue : Atmosphere, TwelveSI
Time : 9PM till late
DJ : Kevin Saunderson (Techno pioneer)
Genre : Techno ( Detroit style)
Damage : RM50 (inclusive of 1 drink), RM25 (before midnight, for first 300 KCC members, inclusive of 1 drink)

DJ Mixing Marathon
Date : 26 – 29 December
Venue : Rooftop, Sungei Wang Plaza
Time : 10am onwards
Damage : FREE!
DJ : DJ Maverick’s attempt to break the 80 hours non-stop world longest DJ spinning. Without the help of drugs. He did it before, so he will do it again!
Genre : Techno, Hard House, Hard Trance.

I’m looking forward to Uncle Maverick’s set. YAY party for 2 days non stop!!

As for this weekend’s rave, god damn it, it’s RM50. I used to be a KCC (Kent Clubbers) member (hence i would be entitled for a cheaper ticket). However, they kicked me out from the club even though I’ve been a loyal member of KCC for 3 years. The reason was that I’m a non-smoker. Only smokers can be a member of Kent Clubbers. Anyone got a spare card to spare?

Speaking about Darulsalam cafe in SS15. It used to be a popular mamak until it was renovated into a high class cafe. So one day, Cris, Abby Lu and I had a drink there..

Waiter: Drinks?
Me: limau ais please.. (Malay name for Lime juice)
Waiter: Sorry we don’t have limau ais here.
Me: err.. okay, teh o ais limau please (Malay name for ice lemon tea)
Waiter: Sorry we don’t have that too.. Look at the menu please..

(I looked at the menu)

They don’t have limau ais or teh o ais limau but only Ice Lemon Tea. By changing their name to Darulsalam café from Restaurant Darulsalam, they “high-classed” their drinks by changing it into English. What nonsense is that.

While working today, a ninja came to my office. She was asking whether or not she could chamber in this firm. So I went to talk to Steven, and said,

Me: Steven, a malay girl wants to chamber in this firm..
Steven: Chamber? I don’t think we have enough space for her. Look at the office now, we had to fight for a chair to sit!
Me: She’s outside waiting for you now..
Steven: Errr…is Miss Tan around? Ask her to talk to her.
Me: She’s not around…
Steven: err.. okay, I’ll go talk to her after I finish this.

15 minutes later, he’s still in his room. It seems that Steven didn’t really want to see the ninja. So I chatted with the ninja and I had to break the news that the firm is full. I thought she would stay and take a shot at her luck. However, within minutes, she left the office without saying goodbye. Ninjas are good at disappearing.

I was assigned to sort out passports of foreign workers for a Due Diligence Report. A Due Diligence report is a report of a company’s asset, financial status and other material information. Our client wanted to list his company on the share market, so we had to prepare a due diligence report. So today, they sent us a bunch of passport to show that their foreign workers are working in Malaysia legally. However, due to the incompetence of one of our client’s employees, she sent us duplicated copies of passport. I had to sort it out one by one, and mind you, there were about 250 passports to look at. One of my bosses quoted a friend of hers,

“The Bangadeshi workers are very good, so good that US firms sometimes offer them jobs in USA”

“But the Nepalese on the other hand, they are the worst. They don’t even know whats the red light for in traffic lights”

Hehe, sorry for the racist posts lately, cant help it la. 😀