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Having started work is kinda exciting and to another extent, kinda shitting me. Its great to be able to do something that I love to do. That’s right people, you’ve guessed it, I like hitting balls. Not just any balls, nice fluffy hard yellow balls. For those of you who think I’m gay, please leave my site right now. Working at Albert Park Tennis Reserve is so cool because I get to play tennis and get paid for it. YAHOO!!!!! I usually YAHOO!!!!! Until the weekend comes because that’s when I have to take over the kid’s party. Its great teaching kids how to play tennis and to be working with them but sometimes, I just want to take a sub-machine gun and shoot all of them.

I sometimes wonder whether when back in the days when I was 6, I would be like them. Little monkeys running around the court playing Star Wars Jedi fight with tennis racquets or just playing baseball and trying to hit the ball as far as they can. Most probably when I was their age I would be something like them but who cared anyways. My mom was smart about it. Monkey all day until I was too tired to monkey anymore. Sigh, working is fun but at the same time, it can be a drag. Heck, at least I'm getting more than $RM4 unlike at Hugo Boss Malaysia. SLAVE DRIVERS!!!!!! (But I still love the brand!!!)

Anyways, I also want to make another HUGE MASSIVE SHOUT OUT to my bro who just celebrated his 21st! Hope you’ll grow out of your stink eh buddy? You’re coming along well so keep up at it man!

Opener of a month!

Last week was pretty much a full on ‘opening’ week. Played pretty much 72-holes of golf over the span of four days down at Sorento and got second with no prize which ultimately sucked, but at least I’ve got the recognition. Pretty much opened myself up at the after party where I absolutely got wasted to the point where I drank water out of a fish bowl because there weren’t any cups nearby. Had a massive hangover the next day and didn’t wake up till about 2pm. Came back to Melbourne and pretty much rested all the way till Thursday night which was my “Not so Good” (Team Name) indoor soccer match opener where we drew 3-3.

Saturday was awesome. I played on SHOW COURT NUMBER 1 (MARGERET COURT) at Melbourne Park. The feel, the lines, the court, the space and the acoustics…OHHHH MAN!!!! SO UNBELIEAVABLE!!! You hit a tennis ball in there and you’ll be wishing never to leave the court. It was immaculate…and truth be told, I can’t even describe what its like playing on a freaking SHOW COURT!!!

Sunday was “Bananas” (Team Name) basketball season opener and we won 38-29. I didn’t do much really. I thought of myself as a defender distracter. Pretend to know what I’m doing, draw defenders and let my other teammates do all the scoring. I managed 7 points but what the heck…we won!!!

Time has turned his heart cold. Solid Snake, Stone Cold Steve Austin and The Rock Bottom. Dropping the People’s Elbow onto the walls of Jericho. Screw all this shit, take that, shine it up real nice and shove it up your candy a$$. Why is he so angry? Ice-ice baby!!! That is what he needs but he’s just getting cut. He’s spending money like a nose-bleed to satisfy this void.

He wants to do this on his own. He doesn’t know where to start. He wants to help but can’t reach out. What does he do? He’s wandered way off the road. He’s hungry and tired. He wishes he could hold and embrace the world in his arms but the world is causing him so much pain.

LET GO, LET GO!!!

I just can’t…it’s so hard…want to be more like me and less like you…

The Fight Song

The screaming of Korn and Marilyn Manson have kept me trully awake and alive over the past few weeks. Rage exploding but kept within. So much anger but kept in check. Seizure Of Power, I truly want. The Beautiful People definately Got The Life.

Word up, you’ve lost the zeal. You’ve lost the zest. You’ve lost yourself. Tainted Love if there is anything but to describe it. I feel like a Brick In The Wall. Stuck and confuse. Cemented to my preordained destiny which God has planned. Somebody, smash this wall and set me free like the people on The Dope Show.

Life has always been messing with me. Can’t it chow and let me be free. Can’t I take away all this pain but I try to every night all in vain. Feeling like a Freak On A Leash.

The saltiness fills my mouth and the hurt drains my soul. Blinding all senses. I need my Personal Jesus and the Sweet Dreams. I Don’t Like The Drug But The Drug Likes Me. This Is The New Shit, I take my face and bash it into a mirror but, I’m Here To Stay.

Lost in thought

The India crew will be arriving shortly and the Philippine crew tomorrow. This is going to be fun having nearly 6 people camping in my house. I don’t know. Would I actually consider this holiday period a real holiday? Not to sure. She’s now in Penang and hopefully she’ll be back soon. She says she’ll surprise me but over the holidays, we’ve been at each other’s throat almost everyday. I guess we are treating this as a break.

I haven’t been doing much actually. Most of the time I’m at home watching TV or eating. I’m getting so fat now. I haven’t been playing much of my tennis and golf. I feel so restricted and I don’t know whether it’s worth continuing on. In the meantime, I’ll just take each day as it comes.

Inhaling and destressing

WOHOOO!!!!! I'm back ya'll in the wonderful and stupendously humid country of MA-LAY-SIIIIAAAA!!!!!! Oh man, the food is oh so wonderful and GOOD (two-thumbs up wiggling). Not to mention everything is so super duper cheap again. Yipee!!!

Now, every since I’ve gotten here, the only thing I can’t stand are these stupid flying blood sucking bugs called mosquitoes. They really really really piss me off!!! More than what dre an ever do with his stupid raving feng wei move then ever possible. Hence, the first part of the title, “Inhaling”. Yup, you’ve guessed it correctly (even if you didn’t guess anything ((you super blur things)) I’ve been spraying shieldtox and ridsect all over my room and wherever I go till the extent, it has become my new oxygen). This thing is like constantly with me. Its become like my 6-th appendage. (you guys don’t’ ask me how I got six. Its common sense)

The second part of the title, “Destressing” has truly and is still being accomplished. Aahhhh!!!!!!!! (Stretch arms and fold legs on a long chair. Life is indeed good back here :P I get to eat all the lovely food again!!! YAHOO!!! Nasi kunyit, roti canai, char kueh teow, chicken rice, asam laksa, oh man, the list goes on and on and on (like the everyday rabbit).

Tennis and golfing has gone into full swing (although panda really disagrees with it) I’m definitely going to become black…hahahahahahahahaha!!! Bu then there is shopping to sorta weigh things into balance I guess. Hmmm…oh prince of Persia 3 is coming out!! I CAN”T WAIT I CAN”T WAIT!!!!! Except, I don’t’ have a pc to run it on…that is something to worry about. Oh and that reminds me, my tv downstairs has totally died. Hahahaha excuse for antoher tv!!! Wah wah..gotta go, gotta run like the wind and get all these things sorted out! WAHOO!!!! Cousin’s party this weekend!!!! Lets get retarded (BEP STYLE!!!)

MIS-SINGK

Hello all!!! Yes, been a very very long time. Actually, this is kinda getting repetitive. I’ve been gone for sorta long stretch of time and I always come back apologising. Sigh sigh…anyways, I’M GOING HOME!!!!! YAHAOOOO!!!!!!!

Tis is great news indeed. I can’t wait to indulge on all the nice food and the tennis and golfing and clubbing and partying and DRINKING BABY!!!!!! YIPEEE KAYAY!!!! Besides that, I’m stoked that the apartment is finally sorted out and all it needs are just a few final touches (eg: shelves to display my wonderful SPAWN collection) and just me in it I guess. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

NO!!!! I FORBID YOU SEAGULL FROM ENTERING MY UNIT WITHOUT ME SUPERVISING YOU WITH A TIGHTFUL GRIP OVER THE LEASH I PUT YOU ON! Seeing as to what you did to my last unit. (Bundy and rum tastes so GOOD!!!!)

Sigh what next? I guess got to prepare now to go to Philippines for the mission trip. OH!!! I’ve been asked to be best man!!! HOW AWESOME!!!! But…… what do I do? That tis depressing indeed. Hmmm…I guess just a fill in on what has been happening since my last blog…had exams. Marketing decision analysis was a B*ATCH and all I want to do is to pass it. The other three were okay and I guess passing shouldn’t’ be a problem. Monash uni is being very homosexually ghey by not letting me enrol into mandarin for next semester’s subjects. Been cleaning and packing up my place to prepare it for a long time of idolising and not to miss out, been practising so much Tekken, my fingers have already developed calouses around them so I don’t’ get blisters anymore.

Joke of the day: “What do you call a sighk (Turban wearing people) that is lost?”
Answer: MIS-SINGK (missing for all you blur people out there)

GYAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!