Month: December 2002

New Years Eve. It’s just another day for me.

New years eve
Initially I planned for a quiet New Years Eve. However, after a long argument with Melody, we headed to Bangsar for the countdown.

Initially, I thought we’re doomed. I thought the traffic would so be so bad that we’ll eventually end up doing the countdown in the car. However, parking was easy. We did it in 15 minutes.

Bangsar’s main road was packed with people. So pack that people had to push and shovel to move. But yet everybody wanted to stay on the main street to countdown. Melody and I on the other hand bought 2 jugs of Midori illusions at echo jazz bar.

The crowd in echo was really bad. Most of them can’t dance. They swung around like monkeys. Furthermore, the DJ didn’t turn out for work thus they had to play CDs to entertain the crowd. There was even once a group of guys started stripping one of their friend’s pants. They did that in the middle of the dance floor.

Yit Meng and his friend dropped by at echo. He was disappointed with the crowd too.
Countdown was horrible. Everyone tried to squeeze him or herself onto the main road. We couldn’t even walk out from echo. Moreover, some rascals from the upper part of the shops were throwing stuff down to the crowd.

We left the place in a state of boredom. But oh well, it’s better than staying home doing nothing.
– 2:35PM

Jin Han brought me to Lifestyle shopping complex to fix my phone today. Before that, we went to another hand phone shop to quote the price. We headed to Lifestyle after the shop wanted to charge me rm100 plus and they wont provide an extra phone for me to use while they fix the phone.
As I approach the butch working on the stall,

“How much to fix it?”
“RM90, what’s wrong with it?”
“The screen’s gone blank, I guess it’s the LCD, How much to fix it?”
“RM90, it will only take 15 minutes”
“Will you provide me with an extra phone while you fix my phone?”
“You don’t need one, I’ll fix it in 15 minutes! Now go walk around and come back in a while”

She took less than 15 minutes to fix it. The stall was totally unprofessional and messy. I can’t believe that she could fix a hand phone within minutes in such a place.
– 11:00PM

Hen, Wai Keong and I went to a gym at Kuchai Lama. It was my first time to a gym and obviously I had no idea how to use all the equipments. Hen taught us couple of sets to follow. WK and I worked our arms out to finish the sets and by the end of the day, we could barely move our arms. Hen on the other hand was steady all the way. It seems that he works out frequently. We started out with some weight lifting while lying on a bench. We added more weight as we progressed. Hen was forcing us to continue lifting it even though our arms were shaking and trembling. According to him, if we stop halfway, our strength will not increase.

The KENT Sepang F1 rave is 2 days away. The tickets price ranges from RM40 to RM80 and obviously all of us were aiming to get the RM40 tickets. However, the RM40 ticket is only available to KENT clubbers member and since they refused to renew my card, my friends and I planned for hours to deceit our way into getting the RM40 tickets. We planned for few hours for our ultimate plan. I drove down to Bangsar with Hen and Ping Sheong with our ultimate plan. Hen planned to use Jin Han’s card with Jin Han’s identity card while I use Ping Sheong’s card (the problem is that Ping Sheong already used his card once)

Hen’s plan worked! The girl selling the tickets did not suspect anything even though there was a clear distinction between the photos on the identity card with Hen. However, Ping Sheong could get tickets for me. The girl knew that he reused the card (she scanned it first) and therefore refuses to issue a ticket for him. I was disappointed with our failure and planned to buy the RM60 ticket but decided to use my old KENT clubbers card as a last resort. It worked! But I had to lie in order to get the ticket. I had to fill up a new application form and state in the form that I am a smoker (I’m not a smoker). Our hours of planning were down the drain, none of our intended plans were used.
– 11:50PM

The roads leading to shopping centres were badly congested today. It was congested yesterday too and I guess it would be congested again tomorrow. Melody and I wanted to head to Midvalley Megamall to catch a movie. Unfortunately, the traffic was so bad that I had to make a U-turn.

We ended up in 1U Shopping Centre. Once again, the road in was congested. It took us a while to park my car. As soon as we got out from the car, everywhere was filled with people. Melody and I bought some stuff and left the place as soon as possible. While we were on our way out from the car park, we saw a car had one of its tyres plunged into a drain. The driver couldn’t get it out. I laughed as soon as I saw a girl was driving it (I always have the tendency to blame women drivers when I see an accident).

We were on the verge of getting out of the car park when we saw the accident. I took out RM1 to pay for the parking fee and was ready to pay the person standing next to the automatic gate. However, he wasn’t looking at me and was talking to his friend. The automatic gate was wide open. The first thing that struck my mind is that, the parking must be free! I drove straight out passing the automatic gate and soon there’s a loud thump on the roof of my car. It was the barricader. I stopped the car and the guy that was supposed to collect the fare ran towards my car. I opened my window and the Malay guy started screwing me in Malay. He was speaking so fast that the only words that I could catch were “kereta seratus ribu pun tak boleh bayar satu ringgit ke?” and “bodoh! (stupid)”. I gave him the RM1 and closed my window behind he could finish his sentence. This is what I get for laughing at people’s misfortune. This is clearly an example of instant Karma! My negative behaviour is punished with this!

Christmas eve
Dad and I went over to my sister’s place for her open house party. They were also celebrating my nephew’s 14th birthday. It’s been years since I’ve seen them and boy, my nephew (second eldest nephew) looks damn gay. My youngest nephew is now in Standard 4, studying in a Chinese school. By the way, my sister is married to Alex, a Malay man and converted into Muslim. And to those who have known me for years and thinking “What sister? Since when you have a sister?” I didn’t know I had a sister till last September. She’s always been a part of the family but I don’t know anything about our actual relationship until recently. The funny thing is that I’ve always been brought up as an only child in the family and also with the belief that I’m the only child. Some of my friends asked me whether did the advent of a sister negatively affect me. I guess not. I’m all right with it but when the news first hit me. I was shocked and confused. How the hell and what the hell happened? The relationship of my family is a very complicated one. But it’s a very personal matter. I shall not discuss it here.

My sister is married with 4 kids and works under a big firm. She’s currently reading law as a part time student. She seemed even more hardworking than me.

My niece, who shares the same birthday as me (24th September 1999), is damn cute! She has big round eyes with a fair chubby face. She looks different from my other nephews as she looks more Chinese than the others.

Dad and I spent the whole night eating Sarawak Laksa and talking to my sister and her husband. My nephew would sometimes come over and say couple of sentences. Dad had to shower him with praises in order to shut him up.

It was already 11 o’clock when I came home. My friends were already drinking in echo, Bangsar and I had to meet up with them there. However, driving out to Bangsar at that time would be suicide. I tried calling couple of taxis but all of them refused to bring me there. I decided to skip Christmas countdown and stay home till Umeng calls me.

We ended up in Bangsar ½ hour after midnight. The place is still filled with people and rubbish.
I downed couple of glasses of whisky coke once I arrive. Most of my friends were tipsy by then. By the end of the night, I was fucked.
– 10:00PMMERRY XMAS!
– 7:19PM

I made it. I didn’t sleep throughout the night! I spent most of the time packing and talking to my housemates.

My taxi came 20 minutes before my train. I quickly packed my bags and bid Charles farewell. I guess it?s the last time I?ll see him in Sheffield.

My flight to Mumbai was delay 1? hour. I almost bore myself to death.

Damn Singapore Airlines. Seats were terrible (I was stuck in the middle between two ladies who never initiated any conversation throughout the journey) and the food tasted horrible. There was once I went to the Business Class?s toilet because the queue in the Economic class was too long. The toilet was 2 times bigger than the Economic class?s toilet. I happily did my business there, cleaning all the blood clots inside my nose (due to the dry air). Suddenly, someone was knocking on the door. I responded with a knock back and went out to see who was it once everything was done. It was a stewardess and she seemed pissed. I smiled and walked back to my seat. Few moments later, a stewardess, in a hostile tone, said, ?Please use the toilet located on the end of the seat?. I replied, ?okay?. And throughout the flight, I notice that some stewardesses were avoiding serving me. Bitches.

I caught couple of short winks during the flight. Watched some old and new in-flight movies. Read my newly bought book, A Prison Diary by FF 8282 written by Sir Jeffrey Archer. He notes down his daily life in prison starting from day one to day 30 (currently, there are 3 volumes for this book, I bought the first volume. There should be more to come since Archer is still serving a 4 years imprisonment for perjury). His accounts on prison life in United Kingdom sounds fair. He wasn?t abused and people there respect him. I was expecting him to write something about being butt fucked (just like American History X, Edward Norton was forcefully being butt fucked in the prison shower).

Mumbai (formally known as Bombay) airport changed a bit but not significantly. The unfriendly airport authorities and the strict custom checks were still there. There are couple of new shops opened, selling alcohol and cigarettes. While we were disembarking for transit, I overheard a conversation between a European man and lady. The man said he was looking forward for the transit, as he wanted to relax at McDonalds and smoke. I said to myself, ?McDonalds? Boy, you guys will surely be disappointed. All they have in Mumbai are a bunch of unscrupulous traders selling overpriced goods at US dollars.
20 minutes before arrival in Singapore, I finally broke the ice and spoke to the lady sitting next to the aisle. I thought she was reluctant to speak to me, as we did not exchange a single word throughout the flight. However, as soon as I finish my first sentence, she spoke non-stop. She?s heading to Canberra to meet up with her husband and probably get a job there. I told her how boring Canberra is, she agreed because all her friends told her the same thing. I told her that if she likes nature, then she would like Canberra. The last time I was in Canberra, there were wild parrots, kangaroos and huge man made lakes there.

Changi Airport is like a shopping centre. There were plenty of shops selling loads of stuff ranging from computer hardware to clothes. There?s this shop selling Singapore Airlines Stewardess uniform, ideal for people who want to fuck a stewardess. I spent most of my time at the airport cinema. It?s free and their seats are damn comfy!

There was a lot of waiting in this journey back home. I had to wait for my train to Manchester airport, I had to wait in Manchester Airport for an extra 2 hours because my flight was delayed, I had to wait in Mumbai for my transit, I had to wait 4 hours in Singapore because I missed my flight back due to Kuala Lumpur due to the delay (total 24 hours). Despite all the obstacles, it?s well worth it! Glad i’m back in Malaysia!

Canberra 2002 – East Aussie backpacking trip – beautiful man made lakes.

– 11:50PM? I’ve been very busy ever since i’m back. I barely slept (i had less than 5 hours of sleep daily) or even had the time to write my journal. This will be a short post. I’m going out in 10 minutes time. Will update everybody soon.
– 1:33PM