Life of a choko--boy

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2006-05-07T06:42:00.000-07:00

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!

2006-04-24T06:45:00.000-07:00

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!!!

2006-03-29T05:00:00.000-08:00

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

2006-03-21T23:48:00.000-08:00

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

2006-01-14T01:02:00.000-08:00

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

2005-11-29T17:31:00.000-08:00

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

2005-11-23T04:19:00.000-08:00

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!!!!

HEEE-HEEE!!!! (MJ style)

2005-10-18T22:10:00.000-07:00

No matter the amounts of child molestation charges, scandalous alcoholic drink pushing, plastic surgeries, medical injections and child dangling over balconies, Michael Jackson ceases to amaze the world over. It’s just amazing what this guy has done and what kind of image he has implanted in the 6 over billion heads in this world. His slick moves, drawing “Heee-HEE!!!” each time he pulls out the “lightning leg kick” into the crotch grab. Yes, the all famous crotch grab. There’s so many variations that man, he should trademark it. Imagine how much money he’d make. Anyways, beside the crotch grabbing, what has he done for this generations. I guess, the “The King of POP” kinda says it all doesn’t it?

If it wasn’t for him, could we say that we would hear Usher and his smooth voice with his very similar like MJ moves? I mean, okay, this would probably be a one sided argument because I am a dire fan of the all great MJ himself and yes, I do watch the moves and practice them but to no avail, only he can pull of those moves. No matter how anyone else does it, they’d just look retarded-ly weird doing “lightning leg kicks” and crotch grabs. But I tip my hat off to him. He is trying to recover so please give him a break. Anyways, this is a totally random blog but yes, MJ, you rock my WORLD!!! HEEE HEEE!!!!!

Scandalous topic? I don’t think so…

2005-10-13T22:30:00.000-07:00

Having a debate where the two groups were divided into Asians VS Westerners (GO ASIANS!!! WE WON!!!!!) was rather weird considering that the topic off discussion was sex before marriage. And the weirder thing, we Asians had to side sex before marriage. Shouldn't it be the other way around? This meant total disaster and yes, our minds went ecstatically wild over the issue.

It was shocking to hear that girls have a greater input into this then us guys (unfortunately for the Asians, there was only me and another guy in the group). All we males did was nod our heads and agree. Out of no where, these two girls, one indon and one kinda mixed asian, started talking about the Paris Hilton SEX TAPE!!! NOT ONLY THAT, THEY WENT INTO DETAILS ABOUT THE BRITNEY SPEARS ONE!!!!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FRIGHTENING THAT IS???? No doubt, chicks that watch porn are cool :P but not when they talk about it so openly in the class and we guys were completely shocked out of our brains!!! Any who ha…that was that. We won the debate with the points of it’s in, its being supported through contraceptives and sex education, and the all supreme celebrities of Hollywood.

HOWEVER….I reckon a better topic to debate about is whether drugs should be allowed in sports. Yes, you read it right…I think DRUGS should be allowed in sports competition! WHY? BECAUSE!!! IT’LL BE SO COOL!!!

Don’t you think it’ll be really awesome to see people jump three story buildings in high jump? Throw javelins out of the stadiums piercing cars in the car park? Run the 100 metres in 5 seconds? Imagine all the literally, “freaks of nature’ doing sports!!! Yeah….this was all going through my mind during the sex before marriage debate. Kinda weird how I just suddenly think about these things. Just indicates how mentally deranged I am.

Anywho ha, I’ve already moved into my new place at St. Kilda Rd but it aint all that rosy. Fatefully, today I received a phone call from Freedom furniture shop…and they tell me my furniture will be delayed by another month!!! FREAKING BASTARDS!!!!! How stupid is it to deliver a dining table without chairs? and they are blaming it on the Australian customs. Yes, I agree the people working at customs are tight arse biatches, but you can’t sell furniture, tell you customers they will be delivered in a week, call them up 2 weeks later and say “oh, very sorry sir, some of your things will be delayed by another month due to high demand!”. NO SHIT RIGHT?? CHRISTMAS IS COMING!!!!! PRODUCE MORE OF THEM DANG FURNITURE DINGBATS!!!! (I’M FUMING IF YOU CAN’T TELL :P) but yes, since I haven’t blogged for a while, I’d figured I’d at least put these little details down. Right…now I’ve got to do lots of housework such as vacuuming, dusting and washing dishes with laundry. After that, gotta prune myself before I go to bed…PEACE OUT YA’ALL!!!!

1mm in a 9ft Deep Pool

2005-09-29T22:10:00.000-07:00

Hello all!!! Sigh sigh…been super super busy. First of all, need to apologise to a few people. Sorry dre and seagull that I didn’t make it for the visitor’s event at church on Thursday. I hope you understand my situation. Parents are down to help me move in so can’t really leave them hanging in the furniture shop when I’m going to be staying in the new place. So yeah…I’m afraid that for the next two weeks at least, I’ll be missing for some, hmmm….maybe lots of action. Been canceling lots of appointments, missing training and just yeah….blogging and watching a gay (literally) gay show on tv is not helping. ANYWAYS….switching to the ps2 (thanks dre…oww you heaps and I will bring street fighter on Sunday. GUESS WHAT?? DAD IS COMING!!! YAHOO!!!! LORD I PRAY THAT YOU WILL OPEN HIS EYES TO THE WONDERFUL WORLD THAT YOU CAN OFFER HIM LORD. THANK YOU FOR BLESSING ME WITH A WONDERFUL FATHER AND I PRAY THAT YOU CONTINUE TO SHINE UPON HIM LORD WHEREVER HE MAY BE. AMEN!)

I’ve been up to nothing but staring at furniture, assignments, furniture, assignments, mattresses and the grand finale for today, sofas. Yes, this dreadful two weeks will be dedicated to the sole fashion of furniture.

Congrats and just a shout out to big Al on the start of a new and true to be exciting blog. (You know, there are downloads to install the word ‘blog’ into Microsoft Word dictionary????? WTH right???)

Oh actually, yeah last night was kinda cool. Had a pot luck dinner cell group meeting (I know its very asian but don’t pay it out you ausie people). Not to mention there was an hour of action packed poker which ended disastrously because everyone just gave up which then proceeded to the very fun but extremely embarrassing topic of boys and girl (but that night, was mainly about girls…and how shallow I was :P). to give you an indication of how shallow I was, don’t know why but yeah, just wanted to see the reaction I would get if I was completely shallow, I would have given myself the rating of being 1mm in a 9ft deep pool. That was how shallow I was. The talk ranged from ideal girls to fantasy girls. Characteristics (mainly physical…hence my shallowness) and personality. But but but, it was a good laugh so don’t get me wrong. GIRLS…I AINT SHALLOW OKAY! It was just one of those nights where everyone reaches a point of tiredness and things get a little bit weird.

I hate my internet connection. I hate the place that I’m staying in and I extremely despise the homo MLs staying next door to me. They make to much freaking NOISE! OI WO YAO CHI SUI CHIAOU NI ZHE DAU MA?? BANYAK BODOH INI PUNYA ORANG!!!

Yes, anywho, anyhow, I’m going to play a bit of PS2 now and yeah, prepare tmrw for another day of non-stop furniture action. YAHOO!!! (not…)

Long time no BLOG!!!

2005-09-22T14:20:00.000-07:00

Well now. Hasn’t it been like almost three weeks since I last blogged. Anyhow, things are rather getting busy at my end. Had to move out of my current room because management decides to refurbish my entire floor and relocating me to the 2nd floor. What BIATCHES!!!! Seriously, I’m moving to my ‘new’ place in two weeks time and they can’t even give me any lee-way. Well, I’m going to be rid of this place so don’t want to fuss anymore about it. Well, I actually can’t complain much cause the new room has a TV!!! I can now watch stuff and not be so backwards when people are talking about shows and news. Hehehee…the only thing I have to complain about is the freakin shower. There is no water pressure what so ever. It’s like standing there, and the shower is like dribbling water onto me. I’d rather stand outside on the street and shower when it rains cause them drops of rain got more pressure than my shower!!!!

Busy busy busy as well because I’ve got assignments. Now, I’ve got a dilemma. I love group assignments because they don’t really overload or kill and nervous systems in your brain if everyone works together but for the past two years of having group assignments in uni, I’ve ended up with some group where there is always someone, just that one insignificant little numbskull of an idiot that never wants to contribute/lazy/all up loser that just brings everyone down. This time, it ain’t no ang moh but some honky that carries around a Louis Vuitton bag! Okay okay, yes, some people have referred to me as ghey but come on! This has got to be the most extreme okay. Anyhow, he’s to busy working that he can’t join our group meetings so to be honest, he can go screw himself.

Other then that, I’m nearly nearly recovered from my three week long sickness but still the cough and the ever present phlegm is there. Parents are coming down this weekend! YAHOOO!!!!!! And may the process of moving into my new place begin.

Oh, been invited to a “Beach night” at one of them clubs by my friends so deciding whether to go or not. It’ll be truly interesting but my parents will be here so might be under tight supervision :p

YAY!!! I’ve been drafted into the OCF’s soccer ‘A’-team and I’m playing on the left wing. Last year we lost to OCF Parkville so this time, let us hope for not a repeating performance but a better performance. This weekend will be a bomb! Elton’s 30th dress up party will be super super awesome because I’m going as someone who I think is the bestest best in what he does (apart the recent hype about him and I’m referring to when he was still black) so yeah…been practicing and watching his videos and learning the finer aspects of his stupendous incredibelouse moves!!! Actually, feel like watching some now so I’ll catch ya all later!!!! CIAOUZS!!!!!

Case of the nose bleeds!

2005-09-01T09:53:00.000-07:00

I’ve been sick for about a week now and I’m still recovering from it. This week has been a torture week for me. My friends from KL that visited me left on Monday. I had to hand up an assignment which I totally bombed and failed. I had to burn the midnight oil for an assignment due on Tuesday. On Wednesday, it wasn’t relaxing as I had to study for a mid-semester test on Thursday. Now, I’m tormenting over a presentation speech for tomorrow. Sigh, the highlight of the week? TWO SUPER NOSE BLEEDS!!!

The first happened in Crown Casino on the last night before my friends left. They wanted to do something fun even thought we’ve been there about 5 times during their stay here in Australia. I was dead tired form the 10 late nights I’ve had to endure and plus I was at the height of my sickness on Sunday night. So, everyone finished their gambling rounds and we were enjoying our $2.80 fish and chips. I got up and said, “I’m beat, I’m going to head off. I’ve got to hand up an assignment due at 10 tomorrow!”. Everyone agrees with me as it was 5am so we started to pack up. Whilst walking out of the casino, my nose got itchy so I scratched it. Next thing I knew, I felt “water” coming out of my nose. “AHHHH!!!!!” shouts one of the girls. NOSE BLEED CASE #1.

After a super boring lecture by Dr. Yelena Tsarenko on data analysis, I hoped onto the train to head back into the city for a power nap. I needed one soo badly as I was really sleep deprived. Anyhow, while sitting and reading my techy newspapers with new gadgets (THEY HAD A REVIEW OF GOD OF WAR…DROOL), my nose started itching. So being a normal human being, I started to twitch my nose. And next thing I knew, “water” started flowing (yes flowing because it just exploded). Blood started flowing out of my nose like opening a tap. NO!!! Blood did not explode out of my nose Naruto style but it was flowing and flowing. I put my right hand to my nose while my left rummages to open zips to my bag, finding the tissue and pulling it out. At that time, my right hand was blood soaked. Like literally, I could have filled half a shot glass with the amount of blood coming out of my nose. People in the train just gave me like my own perimeter of space. They though I was some SARS case. Well of course I am!!! I’m SMART AND REALLY SEXY!!! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!! Well anyhow, I’m lucky enough to have a thai-girl (NO NOT TIGER if mispronounced) help me to take out tissues and handed them to me. She kept on telling me in her weird accent, “Head up! Head up!” while already looking weird with my nose bleed, standing with my head up, right hand bloody and stains of blood around the floor with my face and shirt, I looked kinda spastic looking up into the air don’t ya think? But anyhow that was NOSE BLEED CASE #2

Case close of the attack of the NOSE BLEEDS!

I'm the viking master!!!

2005-08-21T05:19:00.000-07:00

“WoooWoooWOOOooWOOOOO!!!!!” (Hes the viking master, Hes the viking master!!!)….WOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! (who da hooligan???)

!!!I’M THE VIKING MASTER!!!

Yes, super eventful weekend? Prior to the weekend, my friends from KL studying in UK all came down for a holiday!! YAHOOO and yes, they are still here and will be here till the 29th of August. Anyhow, the weekend away at Alpha Camp was so totally AWESOME! Those of you who went and disagreed, I will personally administer a kamikaze nanchaku smash onto your head! Hmmm, started with the ride there. Raining! And miserable. Me and Al were cracking jokes left, right and centre while Grace and lil’ Al were just like totally enjoying their Macers meal and ignoring us. Well, they did share some jokes but overall, it was a quick ride to the ranch. When we got there, it was time for dinner. T’was okay but anyhow, I was saved from starvation thanks to the McDs I had earlier. Anyhow, after dinner, we had our talk and after that, it was super and then GAMES TIME! YAHOO!!!

The youth headed to the games “warehouse” as it was a tin shed with stuff in there. The blokes, being blokes, we started playing cricket with a torchlight and a tennis ball. Kind of lame but we all had fun. The girls were playing some sorta bowling thinga-ma-jiggy. Anyhow, after that the boys all had a poker game (SO WASN’T YOUR WIN AL!!!). Anyhow, had no idea what the girls did as they left the warehouse. Anyhow, when we finished our poker at 12, we headed up to the hall and the girls were there playing some sorta weird singing game. Don’t know what it is called but they were singing the tunes of the songs using sentences from the bible. Eventually, the boys took over the situation and we played a different game.

Now, if you are ever bored out of your mind with a bunch of good mates, call me up and I’ll teach you how to play VIKING MASTER! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Super super funny!!! And everyone had a blast. We then proceeded with an animal game and again, I dominated with the best animal impersonation.

!!!I’M THE KING OF THE HORSES!!!

MUAHAHAHAHAH!!!! We played the number game and we all headed back to bed. Next day, breakfast was awesome. I ate so much!! Yummy yummy! And the talk continued. After the talk, we were given an opportunity for a response. I’m quite surprised that almost everyone started praying. Even though there weren’t many people that stepped up, saw lil’ al and seagull praying between themselves and that was cool! I went around and help to pray for Thad (He’s super awesome and cool!!!! 5 star cool!!!). Suddenly, out of no where, there was screaming and I look in the direction where it came from. It’s scary to experience a manifestation let alone cleansing. The amount of screaming (its loud as well), kicking, thrashing, head swinging and more screaming. I couldn’t believe it that it took 5 people to keep this aunty still!!!
After response, it was OUTDOOR GAMES TIME…YAHOOO!!!!! Seagull and I had a little competition and I was the man!!! Hehehe, good try but there is always next time. I so wanted to BMX!!! I even brought my flaming shorts to suit the occasion. I was let down by the fact that the BMX were like 3 feet high and were for kids. So, off we went to the flying fox and low ropes course. Before we reached the site, there was a trampoline and I did my flips and it was fun!!! Low ropes course was a little bit challenging but nothing as hard and painful as the flying fox!!! Talk about ultimate wedgy and jewel strain!!!

We headed back around 4.30 and well, I went back and met up with my friends. We had dinner and then, clubbing. Sigh…now, I’m suffering the overdose excitement over the weekend because I’ve now got to do some work and super tired as well. So see ya guys and gals very soon! CIAOUZS!!!

I was bead-smacked!!!

2005-08-15T12:00:00.000-07:00

I was for a tram on the intersection of Elizabeth and Lonsdale Street. Being the good Samaritan I am, I stood behind the yellow line that was painted on the road. The “safety line”. Suddenly some dude starts honking and obviously I turn and look but I notice that a tram was coming our way so I didn’t peer my head over the yellow line.

Suddenly, “SMACK”. Yes, I was hit by a tram. Actually, to phrase it correctly, I was hit by a part of a tram. You know the m mirrors of the tram. There is a string hanging from them and it ends in a bead for the tram driver to pull into place. Yes, I was smacked in the head by that. Now, not to say that I’m a total wuss, but IT HURTS!!!!! Seriously, let me chuck a small bead at your forehead and see how much it hurts. Even heading a soccer ball don’t hurt that much. Sigh, but yes, another exciting adventure of Choko!!!

2nd Place

2005-08-08T00:00:00.000-07:00

Got 2nd place in the basketball competition. It was a brilliant two day team effort and I’m happy to be part of it. Unfortunately, we couldn’t go to Sydney to represent VIC in the Australian Malaysian Student Society competition but oh well, there is always next year to look forward to. Apart from that, I guess that means I save $200. Don’t have to pay for my trip to Sydney. I ain’t complaining. 2nd place isn’t all too bad. It has been a while since I won a medal. Sorry seagull, couldn’t make it service today. A little tired and reluctant to travel. Anyhow, God bless you all and take care peeps!

Super Saturday!!!!

2005-08-07T00:00:00.000-07:00

Howdy ho!!!! Sigh, this week has been a total blur. It’s gone by to quickly. I’m so behind all my readings and work. I’ve gotten all my assignments as well and can’t be bothered to start on them but I have to. Yes, it is becoming a dilemma for me. I’ve been having too many late nights. Being it poker with the guys, tennis and crashing at places or just staying up to do work and watch the occasional anime or two. Last week, I only went back to my place to grab clothes and sleep in it for only 5 nights!

Anyhow, today is a Saturday. It has been a most eventful Saturday. It started with the continuation of poker from Friday night till about 3am. I didn’t quite get to sleep because I was playing a basketball competition in 7 hours time. Anyhow, I did make it in time to the venue at Albert Park Aquatic Centre (that place is so huge! It’s even got a wave pool!). We played two games and I reckon the first game was the harder of the two even though the second game was pure physical cause it was just getting to rough. Anyways, this tournament is the first ever Inter-varsity (how American) Malaysian Student Society Competition. Yeah, it does sound kind of lame but it’s still a competition and we can win something at least. I reckon we’ve got the best team because everyone plays almost league except for me. I didn’t even know why I’m in it. Anyways, it is quite strange this tournament. I didn’t know Malaysia had 6 foot 4 inches white people because there was one in the first team and I didn’t know that we have Malaysian Africans as well because they were clearly there to totally KO us out of the court in the second game. We won both games and I only scored 6 points but, I MISSED A LAYUP -_______-!

Yes, twas very terrible. I couldn’t make it for the third game in the evening because I had to go home to eat lunch, do laundry and get ready to play tennis in Glen Waverly at 4.30. Tennis was indeed fun and will always be fun for me. I LOVE TENNIS!!! Anyways, today it was doubles day. Al, AndyQ, Wes and me. I won both sets which I partnered Al in the first one and then Wes. MUAHAHAHAHA!!! I made 2 big whole ACES!!!!

Sigh, now it’s the end of the day and I do actually have to call it an early night because, sniffles have to play for the semi finals for basketball tomorrow. I do hope that we win…

Its like listening to Eminem rapping while on steroids

2005-08-02T19:00:00.000-07:00

Whasup!!!! Ching ching wakka ting with the bang bang on the dam!!!!

Now, don’t ask me what the heck that was but I just felt like writing something stupid to introduce this blog. Time passes by so quickly right? Its like listening to Eminem rapping while on steroids. Its so fast you don’t know what the heck has happened and how you have arrived to the point in which we call “NOW”. Yeah yeah, I wont’ be all to psychological and play on your minds.

Hmmm, last week was okay. I mean I was out most of the time but it was enjoyable. OH, IT WAS SO SCERWED UP ON WEDNESDAY!!!!! OK OK OK, Doctor Yelena Tserenko did quite well keeping me awak and intrigued through out the whole lecture but there was this stupid scent in the air that started to piss me off. It was kinda irritating at first but then it got really smelly and I was in pain and gasping for air. I was the last person sitting at the left end of the row and the row behind us extended a little more. There he was thinking it’s his crib, sitting one seat to the left behind me with his legs all spread out and dozing off. Now, the fact that he did a leg spread and he was sleeping didn’t at all bother me. He could roll of the chair and down the steps for all I care but he had smelly feet. Let me repeat. He had BLOOMING WITH FUNGUS, SKIN PEELING SMELLY FEET!!!!

A sane person would usually hide a foot like that in socks and in shoes. This guy didn’t care about anything and he was wearing slippers which meant that I had to cope with this stupid odor for two hours! Now, the effects of his smelly feet are let me tell you, exactly the same as chlorine okay. When in Chemistry and History class, I studied the effects, properties and the destructive powers it has. I had a first hand experience of inhaling somewhat of chlorine for two hours straight. The fact that the air-conditioning came from left to right didn’t help.

My eyes started to tear, my nose started to itch at first then became irritated. I started breathing through my mouth to cut out the odor but that still didn’t work and my lungs felt like it was caving in. could almost feel myself breathing out water. In other words, I WAS DYING, but I refuse to be brought down by a stinky foot! I fought on and survived. Yes, air outside never felt any better and fresher then that. The effects only went away the next morning. So stupid. I have the same class tomorrow and if I see this guy again, I’m decking out of the lecture. I even told the stupid idiot off! “Oi pall, can you put on your shoes! Your feet kinda stink!” (my friends all started laughing when I asked him) all he said was “Ohhh….ermmm….*pause*….*PAUSE*…sorly!” don’t’ you wish stabbing people with scissors isn’t considered a crime?

Anyways, uni is starting to get on my nerves again. The work load and the amount of reading is pilling up. Other then that, life is treating me well. N8 guys night was really awesome and elton’s open house was really cool despite the fact that MattP took up the TV so no Karaoke and people abandoned RISK in 15 minutes. We didn’t even complete a single round. Sigh…BLEACH IS SO COOL!!!!!!!!! And and and, I’ve started playing starcraft again. Aahhhhh…the carriers, battlecruisers and zerglings are in the air!!!

BUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! WHO KILLED COCO POPS?
:P (just wanted to end with something stupid again)

Start again!

2005-07-26T18:34:00.000-07:00

Today, was boring. It’s the beginning of a new semester which means, new lecturers and tutorials. MUAHAHAHAHA!!!! Yes, my timetable this semester isn’t too bad. Mondays are off like last semester. I’ve got one subject a day, hence three hours a day from Tuesday to Friday. Not to bad a timetable and I can’t really complain much.

Today, was Organisational Change day! YIPPEEE-WOKA-YAY!!

NOT!!!

Lecture was boring. Put me to sleep but still managed some notes thanks to Vinzi. But after that was a tutorial. Now, it’s a weird impression when all the students arrive earlier then the tutor himself. But anyhow, he arrived not to long after the last student came in. the minute he spoke, something exploded inside me. The words

PANSY FAIRY!!!

Yes, he’s small, short, scrony-thin and speaks in an amazingly high voice. As if he had one testicle shoved up his anus and sigh…you get the idea. Every time this guy spoke, I felt like leaning over to the side behind of Vinzi and just splurging my lungs out with laughter. Like the MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA, GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA (roll around on the floor, legs kicking in the air and arms flaying all over the place as if I was on fire sort of thing) type of laughter. Yeah, I’m going to have to bear with these people for another 11 weeks. This weekend, sigh, on Friday n8 wants to have a Go-jilla night. Man, there are so many other things more interesting then watching some guy in a spandex screwed up T-rex suit!!! Seriously but plans aren’t definite yet so I won’t bag him out till there is a definite plan.

Tomorrow is Marketing Analysis day with Dr Yelena Tserenko. I HAVE HER AGAIN!! STPUPID RUSSIAN AUNTY THAT CAN’T SPEAK PROPER ENGLISH AND SOUNDS LIKE SHE’S GOING TO START CRYING AND HAVE A MNETAL BREAKDOWN LECTURER!!!!! Sigh…here we go again!!!

Noticing Myself

2005-07-19T04:30:00.000-07:00

On the train from Glen, I stopped and thought for a moment. Looked around me and noticed the carriage was entirely empty. “Wow!” I thought. “I’m in another empty carriage again, how cool!”

I pulled out my book and started reading it and shuffled around in my seat. I ended up sitting across two seats and my legs were daggling around. After about 10 pages through, I looked up and saw someone vaguely familiar. I looked at him, and thought “Hey, what you looking at?” He had dark complexion, and his hair just blended into the night blurred out by the fast passing background. Rather well dressed with an interesting twist to his shoes. Suddenly, quotes of what I’ve heard throughout the day passed me.

“Man, you are really black!”, “You eat so much!”, “Why you so ghey?”

I realize that yeah, I am relatively black or tanned and I eat nearly half my weight and yes, I’m very happy but is that all I am? I reflect upon my school days and the report cards I would get at the end of semester. They always say the same thing. “Desmond is a bright and talented student but he will succeed more if he concentrates in class”. “I can see that Desmond is well loved by his peers but if he were to put in more effort into his work, it would boost him to greater heights.” Is that the story of my life? I wonder to myself as I sat alone on the last carriage of the city-bound 10.58pm train.

I sighed to myself and he looked at me again. It was like a stare-off. The phone rings and I answer it. “Hey man! Yeah I did call you but are you busy? Oh, just wanted to check to see whether I sold my business statistics textbook or is it with you. Yeah, I thought so. Thanks dude! Oh wait, you are going to university tomorrow right? Cool, see you then, bye!”

I turned to face my book again. After 10 or so pages, I looked up and still, I saw him but this time on my left. What is this guy doing and what is he staring at? I notice two moles on his left cheek. I wonder if they are cancerous. Before leaving Alpha, I was speaking to Alice about property investment. The conversation started with, it is so easy to make money and ended with you have good business sense Desmond. Slightly embarrassed I replied thank you. I notice movement in the second carriage up ahead. I ignored it and continued with my reading. From the corner of my eye, I see the connecting door open and this tall guy walks up to me

“Sorry for interrupting but can you spare some loose change for food?”

I reached into my pocket thinking, I better give this guy something. He might just pull out a knife and stab me. I found a 2 dollar coin in my pants and handed it to him. While fiddling around in my pocket, being the nice beggar person he is, he started a conversation.

“How was your day? Oh is your feet oka…oh, cools shoes! Did you get them like this? Is this the fashion now?” I found a two dollar piece in my pocket and placed it into his out stretched hands. “Thanks mate. You have a good day!” I thought to myself “Man, Australia must have some of the richest beggars on the face of the earth! They themselves are wearing Country Road, Billabong beanies and Nike. They even know what Puma are and they are still begging for money!!!” It was quite hilarious for a moment but it all died away.

When I grow up, will I be like him? I hope I can put my “good” business sense to use and not having end up like this guy walking around train carriages at 11.15pm at night asking for money. I got of at Flinders Street station. Hoped onto the tram and sat down waiting for the 3rd stop. A man approached me “Would you like a free ticket?”

I’m sitting here on at my computer, just reflecting about my life. Where will I Be? Whom will I be? What will I become?

NOOO!!! MY ARM!!! No more tennis :'(

2005-07-04T05:55:00.000-07:00

Howdy all, I’m so upset. Well, I think I had it coming for me because the pain started before I came back. I have to stay away from tennis for a bout a week. SNIFFOLES!!!! I think I tore or at least strained a ligament or tendon in my playing arm while serving. Coach said I miss-hit my serve so got to rest the arm for a while. That means I can’t play. NOOOOOO!!!!! This is so bad. I came back to play as much tennis as I can but now I can't. Well, I guess there are other things to do apart from tennis. Played against Shah Alam club and caned them 6-2, 6-0 in half an hour. To be honest, it was a complete waste of time. I was walking around during the match. Oh,Speaking of which, tomorrow I have a golf game with all the uncles. This will be interesting. I haven’t picked up a club in ages! Okay for about 5 months, but that is ages right for a 12 handicapper. So 30 bucks in the pool, four full flights and the winner gets 200 bucks. Man, hope my swing is still with me.

Anyways, today I also went gadget shopping! YAY!!!! Bought a few things but yes, gadget shopping here is nothing like in Melbourne. Things are so much cheaper and so much more advanced. Things in Melbourne are seriously dinosaurs. I got my iriver back and I’m so super happy so went to buy a cassette converter to play it in the car. Other then that, got wireless router for the house and also bought rechargeable batteries for the phone (my mom threw the original ones out…so blur right?) and I’ll have to return back because I couldn’t decided which ink to buy for my fax/printer. SO CONFUSING!!!! WHAT’S WITH ALL THE NAMES??? X401, B1298 & blah blah blah 8. Can’t they just say, Lexmark 4. There…simple right? Sigh…bought tones and tones of games and movies. Sorry seagull. I know you don’t support piracy but it’s in all Malaysian’s blood. Looks like I know what I’ll be doing for the next few days.

I think I’ll go take a shower. Expecting a few people in a moment to come over and watch the movies with me. YAY!!! BRING OUT THE POPCORN AND DRINKS!!!

I'm really getting OLD!!!

2005-06-29T18:00:00.000-07:00

Yes, from the title, you can tell this will be very depressing. I'M GETTING OLD!!! Like seriously, we moved into our new house in January. Obviously because I'm studying in Australia, I don't stay in it much. So now I'm back, parents have forced me to help out with the things in the house like cleaning and gardening and moving furniture. Today, I went furniture shopping, and you know what I ENJOYED IT.

Silence right? I can hear a strand of hair drop...

Yes, I went to IKEA and parents left my all the honour and responsibility of buying a couch for our entertainment room. That room is the best area of the house. It’s got the POOL TABLE!!! My new wife!!! She’s so beautiful. Made of wood and covered in the most elegant blue cloth. She’s fast and the noise she makes when you pot a ball…oh…just beautiful. And and and…IKEA is so super nice man! Like, I almost want every room because the way they do it up is just so super cool!

Yes, I’m pretty much sure this is enough of a reason to say that I am tremendously ageing. Now apart form that, I love shopping now. Its so fun!!! Yeah yeah…and not only that, I’m beginning to appreciate art, scenery, literature and adult food (if that makes sense). Sigh, I think I’ll just leave it as that. If I go any further, I might just become gheybo oldie which will so totally ruin my reputation. Anyways, I’m off to get ready for another bashing round of tennis. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

After that, its back home for dinner and out for clubbing. YEAH BABY YEAH!!! Hope I don’t get to drunk because this time I’m going out with a new group of friends :P

Thousand apologies!!

2005-06-26T21:45:00.000-07:00

Yes, as you can tell, its been a long time since I've blogged. Currently, I'm back home in the hot sweaty country of good food, Malaysia. Since I've been back. it has been nothing but party party PARTY! Not to mention I went beserk when my friends and I were clubbing on Friday. Had to much to drink. So yeah, that pretty much sums up what I've been doing back here. Oh met up with JMah and it was kinda wierd because, this time, I was driving him around KL. Hahahaha...but showed him around and he needed to meet my cousin for some business thingo. Apart from that, MISH!!!! YOU DIDN'T CALL ME...*sniffoles*

OH!!!! THE TENNIS!!!! THE WONDERFUL TENNIS. I am so obsessed with this sport. I woke up today at 6.30 to play till 9. went to church, called my coach whether he had any free courts and played from 4 till 7. This is how obssessed I am about hitting tiny yellow ball. Anyhow, ITS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GAME!!!

OH!!!! SHOPPING AS WELL!!!! THE FOOD!!! Hahahahahahaha...I have utterly no time to talk about it because I'm going out again. YAY!

But but...I'm loving my holidays. I'm treating it well and its treating me well at the same time. I can't belive my sister is going to Spain and my dad is going to Turkey! I come home to see you guys and you are leaving me? NOT FAIR!!! Sigh sigh...well, I'ma off to get ready for more partying GYAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Ciaouzs ya'll!!!

Tennis....NOoooooo!!!!

2005-06-06T00:45:00.000-07:00

Church was awesome!!! Super duper cool!!! Yes, it seems that today was soul searching day. Yeah…it was, well, indescribable because I really think the spirit came down and hung around with us. After that, I was invited for one uncle’s daughter’s birthday where I got to eat home cooked food. Staying alone and being a not so good cook, having home cooked meals is always a plus for me and yeah, it is something that I seldom turn down unless it’s really necessary (like I got hit by a bus).

Yeah, today we played soccer on top of the hill at church. The ground isn’t level so now my legs are feeling the side effects but I’m not complaining because I scored 3 goals! YEAH BABY YEAH!!! Now, to make sure that I put my tennis cancellation into good use. I have to study my marketing because it’s the stupidest subject on the face of the earth because I feel that I will never use it in my life ever.

I’m watching the Roland Garros Men’s finals or also known as The French Open. Man if you don’t even know what this event is…WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING VISITING MY BLOG??? Hahaha…joking but yes, I will be down because I love tennis so much and you don’t even know what it is. I feel sorry that you are missing out on such a wonderful sport!!! You know what the worse thing is? I’ve actually canceled my tennis game for the next two weeks. Do you know how distraught I feel? For those of you who don’t know, my tennis racquet is my wife. I have 2 of them so the other one is my mistress. The tennis court, is my home and the tennis ball, let’s not go there shall we? Now, watching this match, Nadal against Puerta is making my hands and feet itch. Why? Because I want to play tennis!!! Sniff, after making that decision to cancel, my heart, literally tore into two and dropped to the bottom of my belly.

First set tie break. PLEASE WIN NADAL!!! I don’t like the way Puerta looks. Hahaha…what a way to make things blunt. Man, sometimes I wish I was out there playing. Do you guys ever wish that sometimes you were ppopular? Hahaha, if it was me, I’d let it go to my head so maybe that is why I’m not. NOOOOOooooo…he didn’t. Never mind, don’t worry because there are still 4 more sets. I’m not sure whether I’m going to stay up until the whole thing finishes because I haven’t showered yet.

Anyways, I’m going to leave it here because I want to watch this super interesting match. Don’t know whether I’ll stay awake for the whole game because it looks like its going to be a long game. Cioaz all!!!

Japanese men + beer = tragic scene…Japanese men + beer + ping pong + snooker table = disaster just waiting to happen

2005-06-02T08:37:00.000-07:00

Now, I was happily doing my work law notes when a group of happy Hill Billy Japanese guys stepped into the room. I can’t remember how many of them there were but less then ten definitely. I would say they aged around the young 20s and their style of dressing was way out there…in the zone peeps! Magically rainbowed hair, whacked out clothes that flare to sweep the floor clean of dust mites and facial hair that would scare the beast-man himself. The last Jap to enter the room was carrying a plastic bag and I wonder what it contained. YES!!! GLORIOUS ALCOHOL!!! What does this all mean? Looks like these guys are getting pissed of their faces tonight. OMG THIS HOT CHICK JUST WALKED BY!!!! Sorry, random. I’ll get back to Japanese men. Hahahaha, I sound so gay.

Now, like usual, they sat round the table, everyone had a bottle and yup, Cheers in Japanese. I couldn’t’ really here them because I had my techno music pumping in my ear while trying to study without getting distracted by these colourful flock of birds form the land of the rising sun. They had a gulp after the huge cheers and sat down and started talking. Two headed to the snooker table and another two started to play ping pong. It wasn’t too bad at first because they seemed to be doing things normally. I mean like, play ping pong normally and play snooker normally. You know what I mean? Then, the dude playing ping pong just started to annoy me. Okay, when playing PP (short form of ping-pong because typing it is starting to POO me off and its cramping the fingers in my right hand) the ball will sometimes fly off to the corners of the room because the dude isn’t’ skilful to hit the ball back, considering that he downed his bottle. See, that is where the problem started. The PP table is on my left and the door was on my right and I’m sitting in the middle but behind sort of thing. Don’t worry, it just means that I could see both the door and table when I was working. The ball would so ever often fly across my peripheral view like a shooting star (it was orangey) and go out the room through the door. The first few times it happened, I didn’t realise it but it starts to make my eyes hurt when after you see a shooting star, you see a black hole following it (his shirt was black). I’d see them form the corner of my eye chasing each other like butterflies on Viagra and run back to the table.

Hello!!!! CLOSE THE DOOR YOU KNOBS!!! Sigh…that was one of the problems. The other problems I have with these guys are that they don’t know how to microwave food. Now, those of us educated enough, we know not to put anything metallic into the microwave because it’ll get hot and yeah, our parents tell us so that we won’t explode the microwave. These Japoes, put a whole lasagne package in there. Wrapped in tin foil and man, it was amazing what happened in that microwave. It’s like watching a nebula star being born right in front of my eyes. These idiots were so high by this time, they just chucked it in the microwave and left to start chatting and shouting and doing whatever they were doing. The sparks and pops you could see and hear. The pops were so loud I heard them through my headphones! Like fireworks man. You know those silver ones on a stick where you light it, sparkles and white light shines. Yeah, this is what happened in the microwave. When it was finally done (awww…no more shiny fireworks) they ate with so much zeal (wow…I’m actually using super words here) that when the lasagne plate landed on the table, it was finished.

Okay, so after the feasting on the pasta, they went back at it after another round of beer. I don’t know but why do Japs get drunk so easily? Maybe it’s because they have super high levels of testosterone…which explains their perverted-ness and love for Hentai. Anyways, I will not digress into that topic but yeah. The weird stuff just starts to happen. Now have you seen the video clips for the band POD? There was one where they were playing PP Shaolin kung-fu style. Now imagine colourful peacocks doing that trying to fly across the PP table and do shots behind their back and between their legs. Considering there was no blood shed, I’ll tell you exactly what happened.

Point number one. Serve, jump between the legs “SMACK” the bat broke into half.

Point number two. Serve. Return forehand topspin, backhand top spin accompanied by war cries of some ancient Kazuya clan and accompanied by a volley of spit. Chop block with a cry of someone getting castrated without anaesthetic and the ball floated out the door. CLOSE THE DOOR YOU STUPID FOBS!!!

Point number three. Serve followed by the bat flying halfway across the room. Now, how stupid is that. Serve the ball and not try to knock out your opponent you freaks!!!

Point number four. Serve, forehand return X 2, backhand chop, super smash…his hand and along with the bat and the ball into the table. Ball broken. I thought that would be the end of it but NOOooooo…they had a back up ball.

They went conservative for the following ten points or so but then after that, it was like watching Serena against Maria Sharapova in a tennis match. The screams and groans…like hyenas mating during the winter moonlight…disturbing.

Point number X. Serve, backhand return and FLY!!! Seriously, this guy dived across the table. He was so insanely drunk that he flew from one end of the table to the other just to return a ball. Talk about the dedication and the pain he must have felt when he landed on the floor.

Point number X + 1. Serve, and FREAKING HELL!!! OUT OF NO WHERE A POOL BALL COMES FLYING FROM THE CORNER OF THE ROOM ACROSS MY VIEW AND BANG…INTO THE DOOR. It seems that one idiot was playing PP with a pool ball. Now imagine the PP ball as a shooting star. This pool ball was like a meteor. Like Armageddon size meteor that if you wanted to destroy it, you’d have to drill to some stupid depth, plant an atomic bomb and somehow get out of there in time to escape the blast and the millions of space debris and not to mention the black hole it will create.

This is the most painful things I’ve seen in my life. I thought getting *itched smack by a girl was bad. This was beyond anything worldly possible but I’m glad it happened right in front of me…These FOBS start playing ninjas. They must have been so smacked up high by this time they don’t know what they are doing. Three monkeys with pool cues thinking they are Donatello from ninja turtles and two peacocks thinking they are girls and using the bats as super powered paper fans. This is so stupid. The guys using the cues in one team and the bats in the other I assume. They start converging and mock fighting with each other. Now seriously, how is a PP bat going to defeat a pool cue? Its like fighting a dragon with your little finger okay.

Yeah the fight starts. Like watching a Japanese version of crouching idiots hidden nutcases. Sounds of ‘whoa!!!’ ‘watcha!!!’ and ‘kapow!!!’ start coming out of their beer filled bellies. And kapow it happened. Two things happened. One peacock ran into the PP table, testicles first…trying to run away from a flying pool ball (something like HADU-KEN). Yup, KO! YOU WIN! The next one looked like it really hurt. I have to admit, watching this Jap twirling the pool cue like a cheerleading baton was awesome. What made it spectacular was how he twirled it so much, it flew out of his hands, up into the air, smacked the ceiling and counter attack *SMACK* his forehead. I think he just concussed right there and then. See what I mean by tragedy just waiting to happen?

Please people, do take my advice and learn from this.
1) Never party with Japanese peacocks
2) Never have drinks with them because you’ll be a peacock just like them
3) Never eat any food they prepare because you’ll turn into a peacock
4) Never play PP with them because you’ll hurt yourself and the table
5) Never play ninjas with a bunch of peacocks because its dangerous
6) When you see a pool cue twirling peacock, be prepared to take out your camera phones and video cams to capture the coutdown to disastour. *SMACK WATCHA KAPOOWWW!!!!*

Just listen to me okay…I don’t want to start calling you a peacock.

Other then that, my days were filled with nothing but study. Oh I had dinner with 4 single and attractive girls. Hahahaha, joking. They were all from my high school and we thought we’d meet up but yeah, I was the only guy so it’s not something unusual since all the people that know me think I’m a pansy. Ciaouz peeps!!! I know about how I’m suppose to study but I’m so happy I finished all my case notes for law that I decided I must blog this stupid incident.

Sorry guys...not much blogging till end of exams...

2005-06-02T00:16:00.000-07:00

Sigh…you know what is depressing, studying instead of blogging. Why? Because I’ve realized that for the sake of me staying in university without having to extend, I have to pass. That being said, I have to study and hence there forth, I don’t’ have much time to blog. So from now on, pretty much, I’m just going to be summarizing heaps of stuff so don’t’ count on anymore beautiful articles like the previous post I put up.

Today was a depressing day because I went for IB lecture. Not only was it depressing, it was a complete waste of time but useful to some extent. Usually, the last week of lecture is all about the exam. The tips, tricks and sicks of the E-X-A-M comes out. Now, prior to this lecture, I was a good boy and I did my notes for all 12 weeks. After going to this lecture, I found out that I only needed to study 6 weeks worth of notes. -_____-! That is some really depressing stuff.

On Monday, it was also depressing. Hahaha, I sound so mediocre by saying this is depressing and that is depressing. All and I lost in tennis!!! The undefeatable duo were brought down and ‘twas terrible. So distraught I was that I couldn’t study! NO lar…just kidding. We were both just tired towards the end of the game because we started 2 hours earlier then ShermanW and his dad. What to do? Only another rematch is our option.

Yes, in fact, I need to do laundry. In fact, I also need to clean up my room. In fact, my place looks like a complete mess. It’s as if a beluga whale decided to make my little cozy studio apartment its wonderful deep blue sea-like home. Don’t ask me how I got to that description, just continue reading on. This is what studies can do to your brain.

Yeah, decided to continue on my Corporation Law notes and I’m super depressed because it looks like I will have to restart again. Simply because of the fact that I have no idea what I did and what structure I created to follow. See, sometimes being hard working and starting revision early, is worse because you just forget where you left off.

My hair is getting extremely long. I don’t know what to do with it. I can’t style it because it just falls due to gravity and I can’t cap it off because its to long and its irritating when your hair is left in a position under the cap. It starts to get all painful and stuff. See, I’m such a cheap skate that I want to wait until I get back to Malaysia because it will cost me $5 Ringgit ($2 Aus dollars) to get a haircut. Maybe I’ll just ask my friends to do it for me. Sigh sigh sigh, and decisions decisions.

All in all, I guess I better get started on my new set of Corporation law notes. I spent something like 3 days on them and I can’t even remember what I was doing. Talk about being a GOLDFISH!!! (Yes seagull I’ll let you have this one. Seagull = 1 Me = 10000…muahahahahahahaha) Take cares you all!

Mentos should be renamed to Marijuana-tos

2005-05-30T14:00:00.000-07:00

I will now proceed to argue this case of why the all time favourite sweet (well, maybe not all time favourite but some people just like it) should be renamed to something sounding like a drug.

First we shall discuss packaging. Now, for those of you who haven’t seen a Mentos package before its tube-like and about 6 inches long (WTH?? YOU HAVEN”T SEEN ONE? WHERE ARE YOU FROM? PLUTO? Don’t worry, I’ll pray so that Mentos will arrive in your alienated world and you’ll thank me for that). Now, don’t you think that the packaging is trying to boy-cot the whole drug issue? I mean first of all, the spell Mentos in capitals and behind the strong blue are a delightful assortment of colours (depending on what flavour). Now, for example, if you pick up the new so called ‘limited edition’ Mentos grape, as usual, there is a strong capital Mentos smacked in the middle of the tube and behind that is the ecstasy colour of purple. Can’t you guys see it? OMG…so slow. I’m pretty sure the manufacturers are laughing their head off at the whole concept o it because it’s just so plain simple. Eat one pill of Mentos, your world turns purple and you start seeing Mentos everywhere in capital strong blue letters! Not to mention, the adverts! You’ll see sheep riding lawn mowers mowing your farm size of a garden and running over your poor dog!!! Talk about how violent this thing will make you! If you noticed that I used pills rather then ‘a’ or ‘candy’ of Mentos is because it is a pill! Just larger versions of your regular doctor prescribed medicine but at least it’s chewable so I’ll give them a point for that.

Another thing is you notice on the packaging in minutely tiny font is “Chewy Dragees”. What does this say to you young boys and girls? CHEWY DRUGS!!! See what I mean by the whole boy-cot issue? They should just come clean and say “Chewy Drug-seeds”. They hide the fact that its drugs by misspelling so that little innocent kids don’t and their parents don’t notice that they are selling drugs at your local Safeway, Milk Bar or wherever you can buy Mentos. Another thing about the packaging which I absolutely despise is the fact that they don’t put any content table. For health freaks like me who watch my ever so tanked and ripped body, I would like to know what I’m taking in especially when it comes to candy. If you look at the packaging, there is no such table or what so ever. For those of you already disillusioned by Mentos, the bar code IS NOT A TABLE!!! Health regulations state that any packaged food come with a table of contents to inform consumers about what the product consists. See, for all we know, the manufacturers could have some hidden machine in the back of the factory shredding up leaves of weed into some ethanol like liquid which they bribe officials into approving that it is ethanol (which is alcohol I think…) which their excuse is they siphon this alcohol to some excluded Siberian Scandinavian factory where they make bombs for all I know and the reason they do that is to keep the economy going by employing the homeless but instead of doing what I just said, once the officials walk out of the door, DUMP!!! Straight into the Mentos mixture and yup, into our system and WOHOO!! The lyrics of Kylie Manogue (I think that’s how you spell her name but like I cbb) will be heard come out of my bottom “Cause I’m so HIGH WITH YOU!!!” rather then “And I need YOUUUUUU!!!”

Okay, enough with the packaging because I go on and on about how it’s shaped like a small *X* object or a small bong/smocking device once all the pills are taken out. Next, I will discuss how this is the most economical drug there is on the market. Now, ever since purchasing a tube of Mentos, I’ve been hooked on it. I can actually finish the whole tube in ½ hour. For the price of $1 you get about 15 pills. Talk about MALAYSIAN CHEAP SKATE CHEAP for those of you who love drugs and are tight on money!!! Now, we all know what ecstasy pills look like from movies and some from personal experience (no insults intended). They are small, like Panadol but always have some sort of seal/picture/sex goddess printed on the top of the pill. Now, since Mentos is trying to boy-cot the whole drug scandal thing by being a low cost drug, they obviously can’t put a picture on it. Not efficient and production costs will increase and economies of scale won’t be realised. See look what it’s doing to my head, economic jargon is already splurging onto the page. If they did imprint seals, smart kids might go to their parents and ask them what the picture means (when the seal is a sex goddess dancing around the pole) and their parents get outraged at the profanity and complain and eventually Mentos shuts down. Though I wish that would happen for the sake of my health, I DON’T!!! If they actually invested the money into putting a seal, they might as well put “Chewy Drug-seeds” and table of contents which states Marijuana = 40kg per 1 tube. So that being said, No seal!!!

Now, some of you might find this a hard thing to consider but Marijuana-tos is an object of mass destruction. The tube can be used as nunchakus! OMG, you can’t see it? Imagine two Marijuana-tos tubes tied connected together with metal chains. Now, if singular-ly speaking (is there such a word? See what I mean, it messes your brains to the extent where you make up words which just sound okay) you take a tube and proceed to lightly, I SAID LIGHTLY YOU KNOB! to smack yourself over the head with it, it actually HURTS! Hahahaha…so stupid, I got you to do it. Now imagine having these tubes flying around in circular captivating motions connected by a chain and *SMACK* across your face? OUCH right and not to mention the 16 hit combo. For those of you who can’t count, 15 pills + 1 tube = 16 hit combo. Someone in the background please shout MARVELOUSE!!! The pill is designed with a solid/hard outer layer and soft inside (like liquid bombs except they don’t’ explode. Now, the theory behind this which I so magnificently discovered is that if you were to chuck a pill at the wall, the wall will crack and no damage will have come to the pill. Why? Because of the hard layer outing…DUH!!! Now, out of all physics and chemistry, why is the inside soft? Simple! This is to hide the mystery of some unexplained deaths. Have you heard how sometimes, someone dies but there is no murder weapon in sight, no gun shot wounds, no haemorrhages. Nothing, nothing at all but the victim is holding a tube of Marijuana-tos in their hand. For those of you who are smart to realise that chocking is the cause of death, I applaud you with my butt cheeks and say correct but can you explain how? I can…muahahahahahahaha!!!! Simple, when someone chokes on a pill, because of our saliva (its acidic) it melts the outer/hard core of the pill. WRONG!!! Our saliva isn’t acidic enough to break this outer layer. Come one, what are you thinking about? It can break walls and you think you got super saliva? PFFTTTT!!! As I was saying, because the temperature of our mouth is about 40 degrees plus (depends on whether you have bad breath or not) the soft liquid centre start to become volatile. For those of you who do chemistry, heat gives particles energy and blah blah blah. YES, THE INSIDE IS ACIDIC. So, the acid inside becomes ‘activated’ due to the temperature in our mouth and starts melting away the hard layer of the pill. That is why, the doctors dismiss the theory of being choked because by the time they get to the murder scene or do autopsy, the pill has totally melted from the victim’s larynx and yeah, the body stops producing body heat and therefore, the acid ‘deactiviates. There you go all you CSI freaks!

The taste of Mentos is sweetly heavenly. OMG it is so delicious and ADDICTIVE hence proving that they put addictive substances into the pills! Need I emphasize my point, it is a cheap and very accessible DRUG! I mean, the pills also come in the mesmerizing colours as the packaging. The ‘limited edition’ grape pills are dangerously purple and I’m actually eating one now and my screen is slowly turning purple and I can see the words I’m writing slowly float of my computer screen into the air and popping like bubbles before emitting a grape-like sense of smell in my room! Please, those of you who haven’t been addicted by Marijuana-tos, stay away from it because it is dangerous. I recommend something less profound like drinking milk and eating cereal to curb the addiction of Marijuana-tos but like I said, IT’S ADDICTIVE and not working. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Don’t ask me what happens about withdrawal symptoms because this article is as crazy as it is already. This is some WHACKED OUT, SHIZZLE MY NIZZLE ONE OF A KIND, SUPER FLY PUMP IT UP, PEACE OUT OF A PILL. I’m going to go and eat some more Marijuana-tos…BYE PEEPS!!!

(This article is absolutely and definitely false. If you are one to believe it, you are a TOOL and a complete waste of carbon on this earth and not to mention oxygen. Anyhow, hope you had a good time reading this and take cares my fellow readers :D Hahahaha, what a superb title! )

Weekend summary

2005-05-29T23:46:00.000-07:00

Well well, if it hasn’t been quick enough, another week has just flown past. Hmmm, I think my weekend posts will most likely be somewhat of a summary because I’m never in during the weekends which I think I should stop because exams are around the corner.

Let us continue, Friday evening instead of heading to OCF I decided to try out Journey and it was awesome! Well, I liked it and yeah, hmm decisions. Mel spoke about the book of Esther and the way she did was so cool and easy to understand. GREAT JOB! Then fellowship after that was heaps great and there was food which is always a plus for me. I didn’t make the train so I ended up crashing at TB’s place and yeah, wasn’t too bad. Chatted guy stuff and well, went to bed about 4. I was introduced to Niko (I think this is how you spell it) but that’s TB’s dog. All I have to say is that it is one super hyper active spoilt dog. I wanted to pat it on the head, and immediately it rolled over onto its back and wanted a belly rub. Since I have such a soft spot for cute doggies, I gave it a tummy rub but after I finished, it still wanted more and decided to jump me and lick my face. This is always a no no for me because its yucky. Not only is being kissed by a dog yucky, Niko’s breath really really stinks okay. It reminded me of this Honky in boarding school where he didn’t brush his teeth, showered once a week and kept food in his room without throwing them out for a whole semester. EEEWWWWW!!! My face is only to be kissed by me, mom, sis, my BFs and my future GF (that’s if I ever get one…sigh). I reckon that if I get kissed by a dog, I would have a severe case of breakouts and that is the last thing I want because my complexion is as bad as it is. My hair is kind of long and it’s getting hard to style it too. I cant’ do Beckams anymore because my hair just drops down. We woke up to DKhor in TB’s room and he was scolding us for sleeping in. We forgot that TB had a meeting at church so yup, got ready and headed off.

After meeting, DKhor, SeanC, LV Deb, TB and me went off to Chadstone to pick 3 phones. On the way, we had to pick up LV Deb’s friend (she is really pretty but yeah, everything was spoilt when after they intro me to her, they said I was gay…another sigh) in the end, only SeanC got his 3 phone and no one else wanted one. Me and DKhor went cloths shopping and yeah, helped him out to look hot for the ladies out there. Pretty much after that, they dropped me off and I headed back to the city. Caught up with a family friend over dinner and had a good chit chat about things and life in general. After that, I turned out the lights to sleep. Prior to sleep, I did my quite time and had my little conversation with my heavenly father. For some reason, I just had a thought which I wrote down and hopefully will be able to complete it and post it up but I cried over it because I don’t know, I felt touched in a way. God works in mysterious ways.

SUNDAY -> wake up, got ready and rushed like mad for the train. I had 10 minutes to catch the train and I actually made it despite the fact that I cramped my toes. Now, I must tell you, there is no exhilarating feeling greater when running to catch a train because you’ll never know whether you’ll make it or not. When I actually sat down in the train, sweat started pouring out of my pores and yeah, looked like I took a shower and had to start stripping off my layers of clothes. NO, I wasn’t giving the grandma’s in front of me a free show! Don’t get any ideas. I didn’t even make dance. I was like WHAT? But yeah, went to Intensity and watched MPasta and SeanC play DDR and they are utterly and truly insane. How can your feet move that fast? It’s like watching two jackhammers going at it on four arrows indicated on the dance platforms. Hahahaha, I totally owned Adders in Daytona and plaid Tekken TAG which I so totally complained about because the joystick was so hard and terrible and I couldn’t execute my super high-tech moves. Worship was awesome and JMah’s message was really good. NO!!! He’s leaving to Bayside or Bayswater, can’t remember. Well, I think that’s a summary but yeah, sorry about this being an utter bore. It’s just that I haven’t posted anything up for a while so I thought I’d just write stuff down. However I’m working on a few good ones which when the time comes and when I complete them, I promise you my fellow readers, they will be my classics. I myself have to get back to my studying.

GOOD LUCK TO ALL YOU’S WHO ARE HAVING EXAMS!!! YOU CAN DO IT AND REMEMBER, SMILE SMILE :D!!!

2005-05-27T00:04:00.000-07:00

YES!!! MY ASSIGNMENT THAT I”VE BEEN COMPLAINING ABOUT IS NEARLY COMPLETE!!! I JUST HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT TILL 2PM TOMORROW AND I’M DONE!!! YAHOOOOOO!!!!

Yes, anyhow, hmm hmm hmm…man, it’s so cold! It just feels like a giant picked up the whole sate of Victoria and chucked it into his refrigerator. It’s so cold! I’m wearing like three layers and the outer two are jackets! Well, I’m blogging and talking to tiger ( the reason I call her that was well, it was her nickname and she is born in the year of the tiger) at the same time and its weird because, well, it just feels weird. I guess there is still a bit of tension between us.

Next topic PAH-lease!!! Today will be a short one because I actually want to wake up early tomorrow and do some household chores such as ironing, washing dishes and vacuuming my room. Plus, I also want to go to the gym because I haven’t done that for the past week and its turning me into a slack lazy coach potato.

Nothing really that interesting happened today. Oh wait, yes! Something did happen which I was quite shocked and insanely wanted to introduce my friends Bat, Machete and AK-47 to him. This dude in my marketing research methods class comes up to me and asks,

“Hey, would you mind if I join you group project? I know it’s kinda late and would understand completely if you said no. I’ve been trying to contact you but McAllister (our tutor) wouldn’t give me you details due to privacy issues”

in reply I said, “Hmmm…I can’t give you an answer now because my group members aren’t here but I will let you know. What is your phone number?”

OF COURSE NOT!!! Can you imagine this GIT? I think I’ll have to introduce him to another friend of mine, Bazooka! (Yes, when I was young, I just loved bazookas, also known as rocket launchers, and still do). Obviously in the end, we replied NO WAY IN HELL but of course, in a nicer and polite way. What a free loader. Not to forget, one guy from my group is a total free loader. Doesn’t mean that you are a student representative you go away on your meetings and come back late and not contribute any work at all. Sigh, but I’ll know who to stay away next time. Thank goodness I will never have to deal with him after tomorrow. Good luck to him in his exams because he has no idea what we are even doing.

Well, I’m going to sign out. My computer is going gay on me. It won’t open up sites that I normally visit (NO!!! ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK OKAY!!! I’m A MORE DECENT PERSON THEN THAT) such as my blog and my e-mail pages. Anyone with computer expertise please help me! I think it’s from the virus I got form tiger over msn. It was nuts! It hung my entire system by opening a chat message to everyone in my msn list which is about 150 of them. Imagine the overload work my poor laptop has to do. Don’t worry, this old piece of metal is going to be reformatted when I’m back for holidays because it’s just getting worse and worse. My eyes are getting dilated again so I better go off before I walk into another glass door! Ciaouz all and God bless!!!

...introducing my friends Bat, Machete and AK-47...

2005-05-26T01:07:00.000-07:00

Another day gone! Never again I will be able to relive it. Whisk away at the blink of an eye. Ohh…I felt ever so popular today because within the first hour of my waking momnets, I received three phone calls. How cool is that? Well, back to life, it’s like what you see on a train ride. It’s just blurry and colorful. Man I hate Microsoft word as well, it just spoiled my mood what so ever. I hate the fact that Americans got to screw up everything especially spelling. Colourful is always underlined and must be replaced with colorful. How annoyingly stupid is that? Great, now that I’ve changed it to English (Australia) its being underlines again. GAACCCKKKTTT!!!!! Anyways, back to what I was saying, life is like the view on a train ride and before you know it, your at your destination (meaning we all kaput) and prepare for the next trip. Hmmm…I’m starting to worry myself talking about stuff like this.

Sigh, life is tuff. Like my MSN nick suggested, was it God’s intention to create torture/pain/anything that causes discomfort? ED gave me quite an interesting answer. She said “I think torture resulted from human's sinful nature” which to an extent I find true. If it wasn’t for Cain having to bash him over the head and killing him, then I guess the world would be a better place? What do you think? Seagull gave me this interesting verse which I will ponder upon to find an answer. Thanks again for the verses and keep on smiling!!

“For which I am suffering even to the point of being chained like a criminal. But God's word is not chained. Therefore I endure everything for the sake of elect that they too may obtain the salvation that is in Christ Jesus, with eternal glory" (2Tim2:9)”

Now this is something that will make any guy’s day. My brothers, if you are ever having a time of boredom, count on this site to keep you informed and well entertained. Not considering the fact that I know the guys that made and wrote everything on the page, it’s just amazingly funny! Please, if you ever have the time, which you should cause exams are around the corner and you need relaxing material to read visit www.suckball.com. Yeah the name isn’t all that glorious but you’ll be amazed with the things the site has! (No I’m not advertising for them and not getting paid either)

Now, if there is anything more I hate, it is smoke. Not flaming smoke you get when you can’t cook your scrambled egg properly (Man, if you can’t cook scrambled egg, I will pray for you). This is the type of smoke emitted by faggots sucking fags. I’m sorry about the language but I hate people that absolutely have no respect for the welfare and health for others. Now, I don’t’ mind if you are smoking out in the street or in a smoking room. Smoke all you want! Smoke till your lung fills with tar and one day, we use them to make sidewalks for all I care. However, this is what these stupid Asians are doing at my apartment. They smoke in their apartments, they smoke out in the corridor and they just smoke non-stop. Hello?? Not everyone in the world thinks smoking is cool and now I seriously think my health is dissipating exponentially because I’m always feeling depressed and tired these days. I sleep to the smell of smoke it STINKS!!! I NEEDA MOVE OUT OF HERE ASAP!!! The air ventilation in this building is so crap that if something died, you’d need to tear down this building to extract the corpse. Man, its really starting to get on my nerves.

Another thing that I hate is people walking all over me. I’d do something about it but at this moment, it’s a bit hard to fix. Yes, my group assignment. These two guys think I’m a push over or what? Man, they shit me off so much. They take no effort into learning the program which is totally essential for the exam and they ask me to do things which they can do cause I’m already oh so occupied with the software side of things. See, our assignment is to analyse a questionnaire and its results using this software called SPSS (anyone that knows how to use SPSS, please contact me because I desperately need your help). They ask me things like, “we need you to think of ways the questionnaire could be improved because we think that it’s a bit vague”. Hey buddy, shut your face and do your part of the work. I ain’t going to answer that question you white devil piece of faeces! I can’t wait till the end of Friday because I’m never going to work with them ever again. The nerves this guy has!! I’m explaining something to him and this chick walks in “Can I have a minute to talk to you josh?” By golly yes!! You have a whole freaking hour to talk to this fugly (fat and ugly) curry chick who wants to organise a “Multi-cultural night” and ignore me forgetting that this piece of trash assignment which will never be of use in our life is due on Friday. I'll introduce some of my friends Bat, Machete and AK-47 and see how multi-culturla they'll get on his ass if he anywhere near remotely pisses me off tomorrow!! The other guy thinks he’s a smart arse. He e-mails me the presentation slides with an attached message: “Des is a penis!” See, this proves that Australians are still intellectually challenged. Some of them anyways and the ones in my group. What kind of civilised person would send a group member a message like that? These people still htink that i live in a tree-house for all i know. Why not you do the work yourself you w*nker? I mean like WTF right? That’s it! I’m going to bear with it till this Friday. No more complaining about this. Only two more days to bear with the nonsense these idiots are giving me. I can’t believe my grades are dependant upon what these jokers are doing.

Well, things are going to get a little busy form now on because exams are around the corner. I also think I’m definitely getting fatter. Actually, heaps fatter because I’ve got a gut developing which is worrying me despite the fact that I exercise a lot. The reason why I’m saying this is because I sit on the floor quite often because I like to do work on the floor. I mean there’s heaps of space and yeah…can lie down but all in all, its not good for my posture because I’ve got a weak back. That being said, I think I’m getting fat because whenever I sit down, my legs die. Yes, I think I’ve developed so much fat around my legs that when I sit they all fall to the ground (due to gravity) and start blocking all my arteries and veins, hence cutting any form of blood circulation to my wonderful squiggly toes! Well, that’s enough garbage coming out of my mouth for today and oh…the laundry is calling for me. Got to go pick up my wonderful fresh lavender smelling clothes :D

What a day, or two days...

2005-05-25T01:31:00.002-07:00

I’m so super tired and I’m not going to do my marketing group assignment because the members in my group are completely useless. We were suppose to meet in uni at 2. I didn’t get much of a good rest the night before cause was up talking till 4am with Al. hahaha…what we talked about, well, I’ll just keep that private and confidential. Yeah…back to my group assignment. These ang mohs really ‘si ka liaou!!!’ because they don’t do the work they are meant to do. Since the both of them don’t know how to use SPSS (stupid marketing software that pisses me off) so I do the analysis and type it up in English for them and they still don’t understand. Not only that, the two hours of our meeting was wasted on funnyjunk.com. WHY WHY WHY??? I’ve just lost all hope for this assignment. Just hope that by tomorrow they’ve got things to show me and they’ve done what I’ve asked them to do.

Yesterday was so fun. Well, the first half of the day I spent doing heaps of marketing work for the assignment but the second half was super COOL. Played tennis and Al was my doubles partner. We played the first game outdoors and it was heaps close. Tie-break 7-4 to us! GO US! Then it started to rain and luckily it was time for us to move indoors. We played another 2 sets and won both. 7-4 and 6-4. GO US AGAIN!!! Muahahahaha…the undefeatable duo. We work well and yeah, I think its going to stay that way. I still think he should change his racquet from the frying pan to at least my spare reacquet. I’ve used that thing and its not pretty. Each time I hit the ball, it goes “PANG” and yeah, it just feels completely and utterly wrong. I did 3 Pete Samprases and it feels so GOOD! If you don’t know what that means, its just this,

I serve to you and you pop it into the air because my serve is just so incredibly good :D while its in the air, I come charging into the net like a raging mad bull and jump. I soar through the air, like your royal ‘highness’ AIR JORDAN hang time and all. With my finger pointing at the ball, in the air, racquet waiting to unload one mother of a bazooka, in your face smash! “KABOOM” muahahahahahahaha…it does make one feel good.

Man my laptop is incredibly being very homosexual these few days. It’s always lagging. I wonder what my RAM is doing. Its doing things that I don’t want it to do such as mating anti-virus with anti-spyware. I don’t understand why human invented such complicated things. Its like asking, GOD, why you invent us with so much defects huh? Oh well, that’s another one I can ask when I meet him. I barely made it through today awake let alone alive. I was stoned of my face. At one point in the law tutorial, I smacked my head unto the table and people were just looking at me because I just dozed off to sleep. Also had a shut eye during the group meeting because these jokers didn’t do their work so I thought, hey, 2 hours of rest is something I could use.

YES!!! Today is the last day I see MOLEY SHREK! REJOICE!!! She flew through the lecture today but yeah, didn’t really matter because I still don’t understand a single word she says. Hmm…met up with buddy P cause I’ve not spend time with him lately and yeah, I felt that I should at least have dinner with him because he’s a good friend of mine and one of the first friends I made here so we went for dinner at this Thai food but seriously, I think the restaurant was Chinese trying to pass of as a bunch of Thais. So funny, looking at the picture menus, everything had rice and meat and egg.
“Hey man, are you sure you brought me to the right place? It looks like Chinese food. What happen to the Thais pineapple friend rice, green curry chicken and stuff like that?”

“Neh…where got Chinese cook garlic chicken? Aiyo..just eat la, don’t’ feel like walking anymore”

“Fine, you have a point. Okay okay…I’ll take this garlic chicken with egg dish. Are you sure this is yummy? The picture makes it look like hospital food and the other thing, can it fill me up?”

“Can no problem. I eat before wan. Very nice. I give you some of my rice, you know I don’t eat much la. I very full. Ate earlier.” (I just love our Malaysian accents. Its da best!!)

Needless to say, yes, it kind of tasted like hospital food grounded it tones and tones of MSG and flavoring. The sauce was extremely salty and even a SOLO couldn’t keep the taste away. While eating, two mainland Chinese girls passed us and all I have to say is, HOT HOT HOT and nice behind! Very rare to find those walking around the city at 10 at night. Sigh…well, I’m all for a singles meeting n8. organize one and let me know. Please don’t do it when I’m back in Malaysia because that’ll be totally pointless for me you know. Man, buddy P, you suck lar serisouly. Intro me to Wei Shan and Crystal and they both not interested. What the heck right? Well, Crystal is pretty but Wei Shan is hot! Sigh, but it does look like my singles run will continue on.

Yup, I’m off to bed now to try to recuperate some hours of sleep. Ciaouz you all!!!

A summary

2005-05-23T15:57:00.000-07:00

Me: Well well well, what do we have here? OMGORSH!!! It’s Mr. Assignment!!! How are you?

Mr.A: “You’re not doing me! Finish me! Don’t leave me till last minute. Oh come on hurry will you?”

Me: “WHAT??? YOU SERIOUS??

Pull out gun “BANG BANG BANG!!!” take out bazooka “TE TE TE…fire in the hole!!! szziiiiiiiieeeuuuuuu……KABOOM!!!!” take steam roller “squish quish and splat”

Me: “You happy now?”

Mr.A “May I remind you that I’m due on Friday?”

ME: “@!*)(&^RT(*Y^&_!@*(^_(!*^%)_(&^_)(!^#@_(*!&^)*&#!%$)*&!%_(!*#^”

Yes, this is my feelings towards anything that reads assignments, projects, coursework, homework and any work that involves uni. IT SUCKSaaa!!!! I’m so deranged form this semester’s work. So deranged that its affecting my thinking. I can’t even hear properly. Sigh sigh sigh…maybe it’s a sign of ageing? Who knows? Hmmm..haven’ tbeen keeping up with my blogging.

Okay okay, well Friday you know and yeah the BGR talk at OCF was totally awesome!!! Actually, it was a forum but I can’t believe how funny it was. I thought it be some serious in your face messages. Well, there were some serious parts to it such as “God created Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve” so there goes my homosexual dreams of mine :P there were three couples on the board so we as OCF-ers were allowed to ask them anything. The first question, how did you guys meet each other/get married? JMah & wife + MRB and wife were quite funny but the 3rd couple, my goodness…their story was more like torture then romantic. THE POOR DUDE HAD TO WAIT FOR 18 MONTHS BEFORE HE COULD GO OUT WITH HER!!! I’m like what the heck??? Who on earth has that much patience?? Well maybe he did but man, if the girl did that to me…let’s not go there. Throughout the whole night, everyone was joking but these couples…TOO SERSIOUS MAN!!! Hahahaha…yesterday, JMah asked me…how come so little couples in OCF?? I burst out laughing. “You want the serious answer or the stupid one?” “Both”

Serious = “Everyone is overseas students so most likely they finish and go separate ways so nobody wants to get all committed and stuff. Also, since we are studying here, hey, lest you forget, this is Melbourne uni and the crème of the crop come here to study man!! So the last thing on their minds are getting a partner (yeah right…whoever says that, I’ll bash yous in the face cause I know yous lying. If you a girl, I slap you on the hand and go tsk tsk!!)

Stupid = “hahahahahahha…the girls in OCF have somehow or rather made a pact among themselves never to go out with any guys from OCF. WHY? Simple, the girls think the guys are super shallow hence no depth in the relationship. However, we guys in OCF will never go out with girls in OCF because (1) YOU GIRLS ARE SHALLOW (2) and OCF girls, very KIASU!!! No fun ler…”

Hahahahha..so funny so funny last weekend. Sigh…Saturday was homework day with more SPSS and marketing nonsense. At night I went to my CG port luck dinner. I cooked chicken curry and I stuffed it up completely. It was too watery. I added to much water and yeah…instead of curry, it was more like soup! But I left over the stove for a while and some water evaporated so wasn’t too bad but still -____-! JT cooked fish and when I came back from Safeway, the apartment unit was covered with smoke. “WWWOOOOTTTT, we having disco!!! Where the smoke machine…EEEwwwww..smeels like fish” when everyone got there we then ate the food, chit chat and stuffy and we played games. My goodness, our games of charades looked like hysterical laughter with the person not knowing what to do (guys v girls). Okay to prove my point that I’m mentally getting unfit, my ‘thing’ to act was Serendipity the movie. Yeah…guess what I heard. “SURRENDER-PITY” I was like what the heck kind of movie is that…oh well, just act it out (no limits were set on the movies so could have been some Mars made one for all we know). I looked like a dehabilitated retarded fish like choko coloured animal okay. I acted out surrender (guy being shot at then raising a flag) and one guy shouts out Marry Poppins. I think my heart stopped and time stood still. I was just imagining a toilet bowl being flushed for some reason. Anyways…pity was a bit harder cause I acted out some dude being beaten up and begging for mercy. We got it in the end so my effort wasn’t all to wasted. Yeah…the excitement died down and we ended up watching FA CUP FINAL! How disappointing I might add.

I only stayed to watch the 1st half and went back. So boring man. No action at all and I can’t believe that goal was dis-allowed (is there such a word?). Stupid ref, how much did you get paid for that?

Sunday morning, aiyo…this seagull, memang pening kepala okay. This one cannot help. I pick her up form my uni to go to Glen cause she had accounting lecture. I don’t’ know, when I talk to you, my IQ become zero and self esteem = non-existant. NO LAH!!! JK JK JK…she’s cool but so super random. Went for a short dance session (couldn’t’ do much, knee still can’t bend all the way so quite restricted in movement) and then played bball with my mentor, dre, n8, TB and oh whats his name, some guy form Chinese service. Yeah...went for Well being service and it was awesome apart form the fact that my contacts were shriveling up in my eyes! So I had to listen to the sermon with my eyes closed. Not a good thing cause I dozed off and came back. In and out of consciousness. Hahahaha…well, KFC!!! So yummy but super greasy. Me and psych will finished a family feast together. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! We the man!!! Mikey tagged along and he’s cool man!! We taught himt he way of being Asians and yeah…that meant dissing each other’s mom. So stupid. Went home and sleep after that :P

OOooooo..i’m playing tennis soon!!! Muahahahaha. I’m going to get ready now. I love tennis!!! Its da best game in the world. Keep smioling everyone!

Anyone for a joke?

2005-05-23T10:29:00.000-07:00

A Malaysian is having his breakfast (coffee, croissants, bread, butter and jam) when a Singaporean man, chewing gum, sits down next to him. The Malaysian ignores the Singaporean who, nevertheless, starts a conversation. Singaporean: "You Malaysian folk eat the whole bread?". Malaysian (in a bad mood): "Of course". Singaporean (after blowing a huge bubble) "We don't. In Singapore, we only eat what's inside. The crust we collect in container, recycle it, transform them into croissants and sell them to Malaysia." The Singaporean has a smirk on his face. The Malaysian listens in silence. The Singaporean persists: "Do you eat jam with the bread?". Malaysian: "Of Course." Singaporean (cracking his gum between his teeth and chuckling): "We don't. In Singapore we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, and then we put all the peels, seeds, and left overs in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam to Malaysia." The Malaysian then asks: "Do you have sex in Singapore?". "Why of course we do", the Singaporean says with a big smirk. Malaysian: "And what do you do with the condoms once you've used them?" Singaporean: "We throw them away, of course". Malaysian: "We don't. In Malaysia, we put them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing gum and sell them to Singapore." Now, you know why Singapore banned chewing gum!!

MUHAHAHahahaha...Thank you God for inventing humour :P

Just a thought...

2005-05-22T01:59:00.000-07:00

While hanging out with my mentor yesterday (He’s so COOOOoooolll!!!!) he asked me a very interesting question. “Do you ever question God why he lets certain (bad) things happen to you?” [This occurred after we received our parking fine…what a stupid w*nking copper] Back to the point…yes, I have questioned the almighty one about this millions and kazillion of times. Those of you who don’t know my history, well, yeah here’s the most important part of it.

The year was around 2000. My parents decided to accompany me to the ISAKL (International School at Kuala Lumpur) basketball tournament. I joined my fellow GIS-ians on the basketball of the Japanese school in Subang. Warming up and shooting hoops was just a normal drill and we were pumped up like anything cause our girls squad played in the same venue and yeah…there were some hot ones in there ;) It was such a great day cause both teams one the first 2 games and it came to our 3rd game. Boys went first and the girls as usual cheered us on. 5 years ago…man, we were still little midgets running around the basketball court and our hopes of dunking was still very far and I still can’t dunk :’( We played Alice Smith and they are like hmmm… like the black and white, water and fire or heaven and hell version of the ISAKL tournament in Malaysia. They were a school full of chuck butch arrogant whites and we were a school full of stick-like lanky puny Asians. “Brrreeeee” the ref’s whistle goes and the game started. It was 2 all when the accident that changed my life occurred. Alice Smith attacked but missed and we fast break. I was playing second guard on the right and I started the breaking pack. A 1-2 pass to my guard and I was three steps from a death-defying hang time. They had a defender but I didn’t care because I would draw a foul if he were to touch me so…step, dribble, step and jump! Some said I looked like the air Jordan signature on Nike’s shoes but I thought I was flying to score in this guys FACE!!! Instead, an elbow was pointing straight at my face.

Black is the most versatile colour in the world. On clothes, its slimming. With pinstripes, it makes one look taller. On a car, “GANGSTER!!!” In a funeral, it represents mourning. But I found out one of the ways black has affected me. Loneliness. Darkness. I was scared. I was swallowed into this pitch black eternal sunshine. What seemed like an eternity in darkness was a split second in the span of time.

My eyes opened. Facing the floor I pushed myself up. Something was definitely wrong. I couldn’t feel the floor though my hands and lower body. Cold and searing fear shocked through my body. I managed to walk to the sideline to request a substitution. Tiger, (the girl I had a major crush on at that time) came up an offered me some M&Ms. My coached held my face and said “Son…you look okay”. “Thanks but I’ll sit down to recover for a while”. “Sure no problem” turns to the bench and proceeds with the substitution. Sat down, took and placed an ice pack form my drink esky. I decided to walked to the bathroom, mom trailing in the back. Empty blue tiles line the floors with a flickering fluorescent light illuminating this medical looking toilet. I stood and stared into the mirror. I recognized this person and I see him everyday but something is different. I saw two of him instead of the usual one. My left face hung by the flesh. My jaw hanging like a Christmas tree ornament. “Yup…you’ve done something alright”. “Moeng…you okay?”, “Yeah mom, but I think I fractured my cheek bone” responding to mom (I love you so much dad, mom and sis. Thanks for being and always being with me) “I’ll be out in a second”

An internal bomb exploded in my heart. Ever been punched? Ever been stabbed? Imagine some one punching your face with a knife. Very few can. I couldn’t imagine it but this pain, torture exploded and I screamed! But without any strength left in my voice, my heart cried out for help. It’s like a horror movie. You look at your distorted self and blood starts oozing out from your nose. I washed myself up quickly and went out to see my mom. “We need to go to the hospital”

The rest was a quick blur. We packed our stuff, waved good luck to my friends and off we went. I remembered screaming “it hurts it hurts” kicking my sister, making a racquet in the back of the car. Everyone kept quiet. We arrived at the emergency ward at Bangsar Medical Centre. I got my x-ray done and the guy handled me like I was a toy. Smacked my face onto the board and say “Jangan bergerak ya” “DZIU”.

“You’ve got a fractured cheekbone and we have to operate on you immediately. Numerous blood clots and bone fragments can be a danger if we don't remove them”, “Is there a qualified doctor in the hospital?”. “Yes, we have called him in.”

...Mom..."Before he goes, can I pray for him?”. “Yes sure!”

“Lord, we want to pray that you bless Desmond, be with him father Lord. Bless the doctors and guide them through the procedure. We pray that you have mercy and that you bring him back to us safely Lord…Amen”

“Hey, does this thing work?” I don’t’ feel sleepy yet.”. “Just count to 10”. Fine…”1, 2, 3….” I was thrown back into an ocean of blackness. No waves, no wind, just BLACK. Why is black such an infuriating colour? I myself love the colour of black and look great in it but I’m terrified, mortified and stupefied by the colour. Nothing. Nothing at all…loneliness...

“Hey, you’re alright now…We need you to move onto this table to bring you upstairs”. Dad, mom and sis came rushed to the door when I approached my room. Everyone was happy. Happy I was okay and made it through the 5 hour operation. “mom, how do I look?” “You look fine”. In all honesty, I knew I didn’t. When the commotion died down and my medication given to me, everyone left the room and I went to the bathroom for the call of nature. I’m sure you all know Frankenstein. Yeah, imagine an Asian version of that on me. Instead of the normal choko-brown complexion I’m used to, blood, red, purple and black. A mixture of the most dreadful colours in the world fused together highlighted by green protruding stiches.

“WHY!! WHY THE HELL DID THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME HUH? WTF DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE THIS? I HATE YOU I HATE YOU! WHY ME??”. My walk with God dissipated to a submarine Christian. I only surfaced once a week on Sunday. God become like an ant. So insignificant. He took away so much from my life. My looks, my capabilities to play sport, the mental game I had to put up with and not to mention, the rumours that went around the school. I only got the answer two-three years down the track.

“What are mere mortals, that you should make so much of us? For you examine us every moment. Why won’t you leave me alone – even for a moment? Have I sinned? What have I done to you O watcher of humanity? Why have you made me your target? Am I a burden to you? Why not just pardon my sin and take away my guilt? For soon I will lie down in the dust and die. When you look for me, I will be gone.” (Job 7: 17-21)

So, to answer my question, I believe things happen for a reason. My mentor explains…It happens as a consequence of what (things good or bad) you’ve done…it happens because you’ve been idle and not done anything and God wants you to do something…or you just happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I believe all three of these reason are valid to me. I didn’t have a good relationship with God at that time and did nothing about it and yeah…just happened to lay up at the wrong time (if one could put it so bluntly as that). Without his grace and mercy, I could have been blinded, partially paralysed, or who knows…the most dangerous thing was one of the fractures occurred along the biggest nerve that ran down my face. This was God’s way of testing me. Appreciating life…and I’m so much closer to him now because of what has happened. Remember, God will not test you beyond what you cannot take.

“These trials are only to test your faith, to show that it is strong and pure. It is being tested as fire tests and purifies gold – and your faith is far more precious to God than mere gold. So if your faith remains strong after being tried by fiery trials, it will bring you much praise and glory and honour on the day when Jesus Christ is revealed to the whole world.” (1 Peter 1:7)

*Thanks seagull for the bible phrase. It proves that God DOES have a sense of humour!!!

Choko go OUT!!

2005-05-20T18:34:00.000-07:00

Thousand apologies to those that diligently read my blog. (yeah right as if anyone does…). Anyways, yes…yesterday’s blog was missing because and wait, I have a very good reason was because I went to watch STAR WARS EPOSIDE III!!!! Muahaha! Now for the sake of those people that still hasn’t watched the film yet I will not spill anything about it except I WISH I COULD BE A JEDI!!! I mean, how cool are light sabers? If you don’t know what a light saber is, you deserve to be bludgeon with a Kit-Kat bar because where have you been? Living underneath your toilet seat? One thing I still don’t get and quite get over is why does Yoda need a walking stick? He’s the most agile and stupendous fighter of all the Jedi (I believe that the plural word has no ‘S’ and also it just sounds better).

SEAGULL!!! I GOT NO MORE CREDIT BECAUSE OF YOU…I can’t even send sms!! (yeah…I’m so blur because I just realized it)

Sigh…yeah…watched Star Wars down at the Glen and crash at friends place. Woke up and yeah…he has a Scratching machine and I played around with it. The only sound I was scratching was my head because it looks really difficult. Those of you who think you can pick up two turntables and start scratching away like a monkey, please think again. Yup yup…and we ate rather yummy breakfast which I cooked (Yay! I’m so proud of myself :D) and after that, we went to the city to walk around and stuffy. WE GOT A TICKET!!! How stupidly dumb is that?? So pissy off and it totally destroyed the whole day. The worse thing was, there was a guy parked next to us and he told us how the copper waited there for the time to expire. Hey BOZZO, why didn’t put in 50 cents for us you numbskull and save us a $50 fine. Stupid old ausie idiot !^&%(*#^#^<*?>(*$@)^! So annoying these type of people.

Tonight is the big BGR talk about OCF…well, don’t know how it will go but JMah is talking!!! Hahahaha, I’ll sit in the back corner and just laugh at him :D Ooohhh…I’m so evil. Oh cool and also after OCF I’ll be playing poker at friends place with a little stuff to drink. Don’t worry everyone, I won’t drink till I spew cause I actually got to walk about halfway across the city so yes, I will watch my drinks (Yes mom, I’ll be a good boy). Hmm…I have another 4 minutes to write before I have to get ready for OCF. What else what else interesting happened today.

OOOooooo…yeah, today I went to hand in my assignment at uni and I totally didn’t know what floor it was on. So I started at floor 8. Stuck my head out “nope!” and went back into the lift. Pressed 6 and the same thing happened. I went through all floors except floor one. It turns out, I was in the wrong building and I was like “NOOOOOoooo…I’ve got to go for lecture!!!” so yeah…was very stupid of me. I HATE Fridays as well because I only have one lecture and its at 3-5pm. WHO ON EARTH HAS THIS BAD OF PLANNING SKILLS??? MY TURTLE CAN PLAN SOMETHING BETTER THEN THAT!!! Anyways, at least she made up for it by keeping the lecture an hour but OMG this lady, you see, she’s Russian and when she speaks, she sounds like she’s going to cry and yeah…kinda hard to understand a word she says. Her “coefficient” sounds like “cay-a-fising” which I totally burst out laughing cause I thought she said “gay-fishing”. A little embarrassment point as everybody stared at me.

Well, went home but OH OH, on the tram there was this REALLY REALLY REALLY HOT ASIAN CHICK THAT SAT NEXT TO ME!!! (I prefer asian chicks. Not cause i'm racist, just that I won't know what to do if they weren't asian. Culture clash you see?) I had to get off the next stop and I was like “but but but…I want to stay on” well, I got off but nyeah…I’m sure more will come my way :D I’m a very optimistic person hahaha…so yes I think my 4 minutes is up and better make a move.

Wednesday, today no more

2005-05-18T16:35:00.000-07:00

Hmmm...The meaning of the title just means that I will never be able to live this Wednesday ever again. Doesn’t’ that sound oh so depressing? You only get to live each day once so we should live it to our fullest right? If I were to follow that saying, then why did I spend 6 hours doing my assignment when I should be walking around the city seeing the sights, walk the walk and check out stuff :P I shall not elaborate on that but yeah…why on earth did I actually spend 6 hours of my life doing a piece of assignment that will never serve its purpose in the future of my life? I guess the only purpose is that if I don’t hand it in, the chances of me failing this semester is higher so that’s enough of a motivation to get me working. My parents would throw a fit at me if they found out I failed…you know what Chinese parents are like. They’re fierce, more fierce and FIERCE!

I enjoyed today better then yesterday. I still had to see Moley Shrek today but yeah…no more energy to complain about her anymore. I was so disappointed though early on in the day. See, I actually think my International Business teacher is HOT…well until today when she actually walked around the class to proceed with the tutorial…She was hot when she just sat at her table and tutored us. What she did today, was so uncalled for. She actually looked kinda old under the copious amounts of makeup she applied to her and I was like “NOoooooooo!!!” yeah after that disappointing tutorial, I had law with Moley Shrek. After the utterly monotonously boring lecture, I had macroeconomics.

This is a subject I enjoy, well the tutorial part of it. My tutor, hmm…lets call him Macro Chen is from mainland China so he speaking lika dis when he tea-ching us in engalish. I still remember the first tutorial with him and ever since, he’s been the best tutor I’ve ever had. He starts off by saying something like “Gooda aftanoon a-very-body. My name is *****. I willa be tea-ching you Macro eeconomiks for da semesta! I am a pod-graduat studant and yeah…I love eeconomiks because whenever I speaka bout eeconomiks I get very exciteda…” YES he did say that…but ever since then, his classes has never bored me and they have been extremely funny because he likes to swear a lot. For instance he says “Whenever youa watch da news, the govement say the nominal GDP incris by 4%, is all BULL**** (feaces for those of you who are incompetent of reading censored stuff and also, I’ve decided not to incorporate bad words because I remembered that I have youngens reading my blog)”. Today was exceptionally funny. He was teaching us about money demand and this was the reason why he got interested in economics because there is actually a theory that goes against the trends of expectations. That being said, he told us about his brother, who is in England working in some high profile bank as he was an Oxford undergrade and full scholarship Cambridge post-graduate. “ he went against the trend during the 1998 Asian crisis and it earned him a house and a Porche in London. He started saying because of that, his brother earns 975,000 pounds a year. Everyone in the class was like…”WWWooooaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!”

Then out of no where he says “My brother is GAY! …muahahahaha (in the evil chinaman way)” and we were all shocked…my eyes popped out 3 inches out of my head and I nearly smacked my jaw on the table but a split second later, I burst out laughing…luckily everyone else laughed cause I might have gotten b*tch smacked by Macro Chen. “I think he’s gay because he’s earns to much money, and he has to go through an arranged marriage” hahahaha…can you believe the things this guy says? I absolutely love this guy (in a non homosexual way of course so don’t’ get any ideas). Yup yup…then after that, I went home. Those of you who know my Wednesday timetable must be wondering what happened to my 3-5 class. Well, YES I DID SKIP IT but for a good reason. I came back to work on my assignment from 3 – 7 okay…I’m sure that made up for it.

GOOD LUCK SEAGULL FOR YOUR DEBATE!!!

Yes, I’m taking a break from my assignment by doing this. I think working long hours on the computer is a bad thing because my head feels really light now and my right eye is completely diluted and all I can see through it is this big patch of blotchy white and black stuffy. Oh yeah…I WILL NEVER EVER PAY OUT PRAYER MEET EVER AGAIN! Why? I guess because the fact that before I go for it I always feel some sort of depression or lethargy but after that, I always feel absolutely great so thanks to the people in my CG for praying for me. I can’t believe that I actually told them to pray for my mental health. Doesn’t that make me sound mentally deranged? Hahahaha…but I am…recently, I’ve just been thinking about totally weird stuff like why on earth do I feel so lonely or depressed or bored…but to come to think about it, I’m actually quite fortunate. I got heaps of cool friends like yous all :D and I’ve been blessed to be able to come over here to study so I should learn not to complain but but but…I LOVE TO COMPLAIN!!!!

Yes another point to illustrate that my mental health is totally dwindling, this morning I went to Flinders station to catch the train to uni. Instead of taking out my train ticket, I took out my National bank card and ‘attempted’ to put it into the validating machine thingy but it wouldn’t go through. I thought to myself “Ehhh…nani nani…why won’t go in one (yes in my Malaysian FOBy accent)” and I looked at it… “wait, isn’t the train ticket blue? How come this one is black? Oh…oookkaaayyyy :P” [please do keep in mind that I said this in my mind. If I said all of this aloud then I would classify myself as mentally deranged] After I went through, I realized the inspector was starring at me and I quickly ran to my platform to catch the train.

I’m WATCHING STAR WARS III tmrw…muahahahahaha…that being said, I better get back to my assignment so I can watch the movie without feeling any guilt tmrws. BYE BYES ALL!!!

Great…now my X is pissed off at me…what am I going to do? Help… :’(

Let's get it started (Retarded as I would prefer...)

2005-05-17T01:00:00.000-07:00

Yes, hello all!!! I'm back from uni and am very excited about this whole blogging. I was thinking about it through lecture and this might be my complaining/release anger area. Its better to do it in a non-physical way right? I'm sorry if my blogs ever bore you as I always try to make things interesting. To make things more private on behalf of my friends, I'll be using nicknames so don't get to paranoid and freak out about some of the neames you read here. SOOoooooo...lets begin!!!

I HATE TUESDAYS!!! Ever since this uni's semester started, I HATE TUESDAYS!!!! Why? Because, because I have the worse possible time table which was ever created in a humanly way! I have an hour law tute at 11am and the lecture is at 4pm. HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE??? WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU NEED 4 HOURS BREAK YOU LAZY BUMMS!!!! Anyhow, luckily, recently, group assignments are popping everywhere like hair on a bald monkey so my 4 hour dilemma has been slightly solved. The only thing that hasn't been solved is my lecture. I've got a 'Moley Shrek' as a lecturer. Yes, seagull, you haev countlessly heard me complain about her and told me not to be mean but some people, you just have to be mean to them to be nice...you know what I mean? Yes okay...Moley Shrek is super pissing off annoying. She's like a human version of shrek as the name implies and has this MOLE (please feel free to go through the whole process of teh Austin Powers Mole Insult) but talks like a robot. Things would be a lot more interesting if she had the irish accent but NOooo...she's got to lecture us in none english language. Okay, who on earth uses 'per se' in a conversation? HELLO??? we have passed prehistoric Shakespearean language (No insult to the language because it sounds really good if you pull it off in front of a date). The annoying thing is that when she spots people talking during the lecture she just stops talking altogether...looks...stares (I think the mole has power... seriously cause people stop speaking after it) and then stares...and then...out of the possible things she says, she goes "please concentrate/refrain from speaking, not to far from the end of the lecture". WHO on earth would stop speaking with such a pathetic command? Should be something like "SHUT UP YOU STUPID MOFOS OR I'M GONNA BELT YOU WITH A CHAIR AND SHOVE THIS MICROPHONE UP YOUR ARSE!!"...ahahahaha....I would pay to see any lecturer do that. I'm just glad I have another 2 weeks of Moley Shrek...anymore, my brain will shrivel up to the size of a dust mite.

My favourite tennis shirt has been spoilt!!! Now it has ring-like spots around the right side of the shirt. Its either my fault but as if I dont' know how to wash my clothes using a machine. Its definately the machine and I'm very inclined to think its the machine because previouse washes, the shirt has turned out fine. I think I'll speak to the receptionist and ask them to reimburse my shirt. It costs me 60 bucks and its NIKE!!!! *sniff*

Prayer meet at 8. Hmmm...I don't know. I'm not a big fan of praying aloud especially when there are other people around me. It's something that I've not been able to get used to but still trying...and the fact that you have to tell everyone how your week has been and prayer points. YES I'M SHY. Doesn't seem quite obvious to the people that know me but I am. The bad thing is, its super draggy. We always end up talking about wierd stuff and not pray...grrr...quite reluctant to go because got 2 and 1/2K word assignment due on Friday. I'll decide later. Sigh...sigh and more sighs....problems, decisions and worries but apart form that, my day was good. Well, time to get my head cracking on my 2 1/2K word IB essay which is due on Friday...DAD!!! REPLY ME SOONER CAUSE I NEED YOUR HELP!! (As if he's gonna read my blog)...also need to reply an e-mail from a friend form Japan.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIGER!!!!

The starting point

2005-05-16T19:49:00.000-07:00

Well, here it is, my first ever blog. After being bombarded by hordes of people to start a blog, I HAVE...SO HERE IT IS. I'm actually now in uni so I won't blog so much because I have a group assignment meeting in about 20 minutes. Quite wierd, I'm starting my blog on my X's birthday :P. If you are wondering, yes I 'tried' to call her but I can never get to her stewwpid phone. Man, there is this indian lady eating her nasi kandar creation and its stinking up the entire computer lab room and now she's beggining to bug me because she's starting to pick her teeth!! EEWWWW!!! Yes if you haven't noticed, I love to complain so yeah...be prepared to get loads of wierd situations where i just complain and complain. I don't know how this will turn out on the bloggy page so just testing out. I'm suppose to be doing research now but I'm reading the naruto summer movie on-line. YES...NARUTO IS SO ADDICTIVE AND FUN :D

Well, hmmm...I can't really think of much to add to my blog now but i will get back to it after uni. In the meantime, I've got to head of to my meeting. I HATE SPSS!!! (stupid puffy sucky software)...its for my marketing assignment. Man, I better go before I die from the smell of nasi kandar...