A big wtf~

Never had i lost so much blood in one night, never had i watch such 'fantastic' movie , never had i felt such regret on the 6 bucks i've just spent, never had i felt so blur in a movie trying to understand 4 different type of languages and never had i felt so ashame knowing that Stanley Tong is Chinese.

If you guys have too much money and don't know where to spent it, overloaded with blood and want to donate to the public, have a fresh new idea on what to call your love ones', or even want to belanja your old friend just for the sake of pissing him off , do go and watch "The Myth". The only credit for the movie is the bollywood actress who starred in the show. Jackie is 1 lucky bastard. Mallika Sherawat exercising in her outfit and the part where she wore the sari was basically the highlight of the movie for me. *slurps*

Big boing-boings are heavenly comfortable. =P

Headed to Tanjung in USJ after the movie, and guess what, i officially lost another half-litre of my blood!!! Poor me. =( Great job waiter in Tanjung , you just defined dudewhowantstobekickedintheass. My Maggie Goreng tasted like watery tasteless mee and we had to repeat Kensei's order of 'Teh Ais' a dozen times just to make sure the waiter gets it right. He kept saying tehaistehtarik? Bukan , 'TEH-AIS' lar . tehaistehtarik? *vomits blood*.

That practically sums up my bloody night out. If it wasn't for the jokes that keep me occupied, i prolly ended up in hospital with severe lost of blood. Laughing replenish your blood =p Muahahaha

Looking forward to the weekend once more but this time please come up with a brilliant plan so we dont have to stick in a room full of chickies. Been sick for several days and it feels like shit. There will be an event in Lim Kok Wing, something like battle of the band thingy. Prolly will pop by there tomorrow night if there really is nothing LEFT to do.

I present to you, my art ;

My MeMe~

I am a swimmer. I am a champion among my brothers.

I am that baby who made my mom and dad shed tears. I am that kid who knows how to go his way. I am the kid who owns a toy every weekend. I am the kid who only remembers his grandpa for the best satay he made and never heard from him since. I am that kid who knows no pain but knows everything about crying. I am that kid who grows up with strangers twice his age and still look up to them as brother.

I am that boy that dreams to know everyone but is shy to start knowing people. I am that boy who afraids of nothing except for the silent treatment. I am that boy who expose his weakness and doesnt learn from his mistakes. I am that son who has his mother's eyes and not her courage. I am that son who looks highly upon his father not for what he is but what he has been through. I am the son who knows the meaning of hardship by sharing the burden with them. I am that son who told them not to worry about the future but worry about where to go for holidays.

I am that friend who talks crap and try very hard to please everyone around him. I am that friend who knows what's right for himself and not follow blindly just because it's cool. I am that friend who advise them to think first before acting. I am that friend who is grateful to whoever considers him as a friend. I am that friend that remembers the sacrifices made regardless of whether it is significant or not. I am that friend who will try to help his friends to get what they want and not get in their way. I am that friend who holds no grudges and make no enemies. I am that friend who listens when he need to and talk when he needs to. I am that friend that will lend you a shoulder to cry on and tries very hard to make you forget what you are crying for. I am that friend who doesnt want to share his personal experience because he thinks it's his problem to solve because and doesn't want to burden the people around him.

I am that boy who thinks that living in the beach with his love one is the closest thing to being in heaven. I am that boy who thinks alot and crap alot as well. I am that boy who is scared to commit to relationship because he is afraid of losing someone once more. I am that boy who thinks breaking up is like losing a piece of the heart and it can never be healed. I am that boy who day dreams about 'what if' just to past time.I am that boy who wants to do extreme sports like bungee jumping and sky diving but doesn't want to do all by himself. I am that boy who believes that everything happens for a reason and karma do exists. I am that boy who is always afraid of what the future has to offer for him. I am that boy who hates making decisions and chose just to follow them.

I am the boy who thinks this MeMe is not about self-promoting, but to share it with people who are reading it. I am the boy who can't put all the MeMe's together because it will be quite long to complete it.

Here i am, I am what i am.

La la la~ WASTED!

No mood. Sien ar !!

Actually i had posted some freaking long post a few days back and i'm not as lazy as you all think i am ok! HOWEVER, after writing halfway, was rushing out of time and ended up in zouk. Bloody wasted, and when i got home, forgotten all about it and pop straight to bed. The next morning when i woke up, the post is gone! ! ! ! GONE ! ! My 1000 word essay about friendship is gone. KNNCCB !

woosa~woosa~woosa~ woosa~woosa~woosa.

Here i am on a Sunday evening barbeque-ing in office spying on other people's blog. Came across a few interesting blogs posted by typical Malaysians. Cracked me up so much i couldn't stop myself from laughing. Like a pak chi chai only.

Well my 3 off days was superb. Let me see, to sum it all up, here is what i did ;gain a few kgs eating like a barbarian, watched 'Cinderella Man' (bring tissue paper for this show if you have a heart of a mice) and 'Flight Plan' (If i get lost in a plane, my mom would prolly said,oh well, there goes my son >.< ), went to heaven awhile in Zouk, puke 4 bloody times, laughed by my dad for being a sober and lastly had a haircut of a schoolboy.

Bizarre huh? That's life babeh, hou lan yes ar!!!

Lessons to learn;

1.) Save your recent post on a notepad if you are going out.
2.) DO NOT WATCH a boxing movie next to someone who fetish on Boxing Anime.
3.) DO NOT SIT next to a guy who sobs over the death of Trinity in Matrix.
4.) Do not drink ice lemon tea given to you by a friend.
5.) Do not drink fake ice lemon tea which has alchohol on it.
6.) Do not say 'W-a-s-t-e-d' and making a 'W' sign with your fingers cos it makes you look pathetic.
7.) Do not hang out with guys who have LDS (lack of dota-syndrome).

That's all i can think of. time running out. Later only do tag lar . Cipet kensei tag me for what, still small meh.. nia bu



ps: for more photos of me being a santa claus , visit http://te2k.multiply.com/photos/album/20

DONT LAUGH =.=

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Pranks and Goddess~

You know what they say about putting a smile when you get up from bed and you'll be happy for the rest of the day. Somehow, it worked for me until i received a phone call in the evening from a customer name Bruce. This joker ( i meant fucker) practically mess up my entire evening.
What happen was, as usual i was being friendly to all my customer until this guy called up.Standard procedures , i took his email address and i asked him to repeat himself as i wasn't able to hear him clearly (he's practically mumbling). You know what this fucker said? "why can't some people understand simple english?" That wasn't bad enough , so i explained to him that i needed his email address for reference purposes, and he bombarded me by saying , "can i speak to someone with better understanding of english or your manager in charge? i'm not speaking to some small , low class people! " I chuckled abit , and he interrupt "are you laughing at me?" Of course i said nope, but god i swear i wanted to say yes! If i said yes, i would have landed myself in some deep shit =P. To cut it short, he took down my name later and said he wanted to complain to the manager (like the fuck i care), so i asked my supervisor talk with him , and he couldnt even understand what my supervisor was saying!! LOL dumb bruce! Go fuck yourself or dig your ears.

Gosh, some people! Westerners are not superior, so dont act like one. Why didnt i thought of "your momma so fat" joke . >.< Ok, cheerful stuffs now, was listening to Hitz.fm while driving to work, and came across this session by Rudy about testing your companion's loyalty.It reminded me of a prank call that Big-boys.com did some time ago about this girl ringing up the radio station and saying that her bf loves her so much, bla bla bla and in the end , the dj called up the bf, and did a "bouquet flower" test on him. Guess what? Basically, the Dj will tell the guy that he had just won a contest and who would he want his bouquet of flowers to sent it to. If the guy said a different person's name from the caller, things would be really fucked up i tell ya. -O-W-N-E-D- on AIR! =P Bad call such as this is a NO-NO , http://www.big-boys.com/articles/prankcall4.html

Just finished watchin SIN CITY, another cool twisted movie that has a hidden meaning. (Though i dont know what it meant, i like the violent scenes >=D ) Heroes in that movie sure built tough like Caterpillar shoes. This show definitely will not show in Malaysia cinemas. It's more like watching a movie on Max Payne + Jessica alba. (you know what Marv, Goldie is not the goddess, Jessica Alba is!!!! ) *nose bleed*

Alright, running out of craps to talk about-, so keep blogging my thumbmasta kakis.. =p

nite~



*dreams of curry chee cheong fun*

Wierd~

M..u...s...t b..l...o.....g.....trying my very to best to rant some nonsense out of nowhere.
Monday blues once again and I felt goddamn lazy to get out from my bed and go to work. Luckily shift changed from 7 am to 10.15 am now. Meaning i have more sleep in the morning. ( Weee) For 2 nights, i've done nothing but watching my old DVDs back-to-back.Trying to spent some quiet night alone by myself contemplating on some twisted stuffs that i've been thinking lately. (and NO its not about suiciding or wanking)

Anyway, yesterday came across my first DVD that i bought and decided to watch it once more. Pulp Fiction. Freaking good movie , and you just gotta respect Quentin Tarentino and his wicked sense of directing. Simply fantastic and will make the audience goes "WTF" ? Although i watched it several times, i still couldnt get what he is trying to portray in the movie.Even so, dont miss the movie cos its a rarity to see travolta, jackson , thurman, willis and a black nigga who get f**ked in the ass all in the same show .

On Friday night, I got lured by my ex-colleague to some so-called function held in Times Square. From my office to the venue, it took merely 1 1/2 hours , thanks to the overpopulated KL filled with cars. JAM JAM JAM. Goddamn it, invent flying cars now ! anyhow, once i reached there, what caught my eyes was most people on the ground floor were all well dressed with blazers , coats and well-groomed. Even for the ladies of course.At first, he didnt tell me what the event was until we reached 5th floor where i saw some familiar faces. Right at that moment , i know i naik kereta already. As we proceed to 14th floor, i realized that it was a monthly gathering for SYN network. (SYN = Lampe Berge) . *-tengtengtengteng!* I've gotta admit that most of their members have great enthusiasm trying to make the event as cheerful and happening as possible.
Another thing that caught my attention was the way the speaker address his speech. You gotta be there to believe it. Of course everything he said made alot of sense but if you think it in another way, just imagine a salesman trying to sell stuffs to you. The speaker was trying to sell an idea , a money opportunity idea to you, and regardless of whether you wanna take a step into it, it's another thing. Obviously i had my mindset on listen mode and not on brain wash mode.
After that night, i just realized how weird some people talk when it involves money. Haih ...money, a root to all evil! ! ! ( even though u are evil , stay close with me *winkwink* ).

It seems like my working place just built a lil tension among ourselves. I realized that politics in working place are unavoidable. Mild back stabbing has started and i just hope that it doesnt go too far till it strains relationship among us. (its not me =.=" im a goodboy).

Can anyone explain to me why when one is left alone he will think of crappy stuffs which would re-jog his memory? Even the faintest memory from the past would just make his day worthwhile. Slaps *piakpiak* wake up boy! stop dreaming~~~~~

but what if i want to dream? dreaming is good. dreaming makes me smile =D~.
does it make you smile? or does it make your heart ache a lil? mine hurts as far as i know.

was it me? was it my fault? who cares right?

nobody is perfect anyway... not even you !

still can't let go of the past? why ?

i know why ! i gave you light and made you smile!

yes you did ! and i thank you for that !

days have been dim since the day you left...

and it's such a shame that we didn't end it with a ...

goodbye~


>.<


-dimiliki sekali lagi-!