Month: December 2003

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!