so last year i partied with Snoop and the dawgs, this year i can't celebrate since grammy past away. so here's wishing everyone a muruku'less Deepavali or Diwali or whatever you wanna call it.
i'm just gonna go curl up in bed tomorrow, anyone wanna see me make an appointment with my bolster.
(p.s; oh i gotta a call from one of the companies i sent resumes out to. so that means my first fear of the resumes not reaching them i cancelled off, now lets check how jinxed i still am)
Monday, October 31, 2005
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
bottoms up..
its 3 farking o'clock in the morning and i have the urge to get wasted. seriouly wasted, completely wasted, did i mention wasted. i wanna drink till i drop. get up next morning (or late in the afternoon, or the next day) and realize i dropped in the front yard, in a pile beers bottles. smelling like a heineken and with a bump on my head..
damn, the punk kid who had the nerve to do things like that, died a long time ago, actually i killed him and hid his body in my piano.
damn, the punk kid who had the nerve to do things like that, died a long time ago, actually i killed him and hid his body in my piano.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
if you thought the Simpsons was bad.....
so the weekend was just my brother and i, my parent drove up to Penang for family prayers. so i had to cook for my brother and i just realized my brother is THE LAZIEST person in the world, he doesn't do his dishes, probably never done em' ever. i had to wash his plates from saturday till sunday. it was kinda infuriating but it got me thinking as well.
i mean, if i had never left home, i'd be exactly like him and i got a taste of what my mother goes thru with us. she does our laundry, our dishes, cooks for us, cleans up after us, house keeping, God, everything and yet she has the energy to get up everyday and go to work. and she works till 11.30pm. she is Wonder Woman.
but my dad and my brother just have to realize that she can't be Wonder Woman for much longer, and i'm tyring to help in as much as i can but honestly they gotta get their asses up do something. i came back from the UK and the house was in a complete MESS. my room was like a storage room (filled with my brother laundry which he was too lazy to even put it into his closet). i spent almost a month cleaning up the entire house, today i realized that my brothers clothes are still on the sofa downstairs and i've been teling him to take it up to his room for weeks and the thing that annoys me the most is that he keeps giving me this answer; 'Mommy will do it for me...' and when i tell her, she says she will do it for him!!! WTF!!!!
she already washed it for you, folded it, ironed it for you, least you can do is take it up to your FARKING ROOM. i hate to do this to my brother, great guy but he is 27 years old and he depends on my mom to find him his socks and underwear in the mornings?! oh don't get me started on my dad. he has never ironed his work clothes himself, in 30 years my mom has done it all for him and he can actually complain that my mom has no sense of fashion when she sometimes irons a pants that don't really go with the shirt. you want her to iron your clothes, least you can do is pick out the clothes you wanna wear. my dad nor my brother ever say thank you to my mom for all the things she does.
she gets up at 5.30am to prepare breakfast for my dad and brother, when they leave she washes the clothes, dry em, folds them, then leaves for work her self, she comes home at 11.30pm, cooks for my brother and dad, do some housekeeping or something, watches tv till 2 or 3 in the morning, then goes to bed, the routine continues everyday. i mean she doesn't say a word to her son and husband who are abusing their privilege but she yells at me for telling her to go to bed early instead of watching tv. so i've given up on that too. i do what i can, clean up after myself, cook for myself, try, oh god have i tried to keep the house clean but seriously its starting to get to me. i told my mom i'm moving out in a year or two, she kept quiet and walked away in disapproval. i thought if i moved out she'd be less one burden but ofcourse that means my brother and dad get to drain more out of her. i have a great family, whom i love and cherish very much but sometimes i just wanna tie them down and smack the shit out of them! my dad is 60 and can't even make his coffee in the mornings. every sunday is my mom's day off, she gets one day to rest and he gets up at 8am and wakes her up for BREAKFAST!!! and if she gets up grumpy, there goes the sunday, the whole day the both of them will be throwing tantrums at each other.
i think the year away from home has taken the idiot out of me, i don't wanna live like this any longer, i don't wanna ask my mom to make me milo anymore (though its the best damn milo in 13 states). i don't wanna ask her to do anything for me, though no one can do it like she does it. i blame her for the way my brother and dad turned out, she's 'baby'fied both of them and now they don't wanna grow up and she's not doing anything about it either. i tried telling my family that this can't go on any longer and no one listens to me, so i've given up telling them, i'm walking out as soon as possible, cause this is wrong and i don't wanna be apart of it. sometimes i feel i should have stayed in the UK. the grass is always greener on the other side.
anyways...
someone asked me how come i don't update my blog as frequently as i used to, i told her i have nothing much going on in my life and besides, i started a scrap book about a month ago, you know, personal thoughts, scribbling, bitching that sort of stuff, i got thru one book last week so i started another this week. i didn't know what to do with the old one, so i burnt it today. i'm getting weirder by the hour, fat as well. i better hope i get a job soon. i sent out 50 resumes last week alone, and i counted how many i've sent in this past 2 months, a total of (drum roll please); 139, and still no farking replies. i'm jinxed with job hunts, always have been! wanna go back to the UK and meet up with my best friend Hoover 1500?! GOOOOOOOOOOOODDDD.....
i mean, if i had never left home, i'd be exactly like him and i got a taste of what my mother goes thru with us. she does our laundry, our dishes, cooks for us, cleans up after us, house keeping, God, everything and yet she has the energy to get up everyday and go to work. and she works till 11.30pm. she is Wonder Woman.
but my dad and my brother just have to realize that she can't be Wonder Woman for much longer, and i'm tyring to help in as much as i can but honestly they gotta get their asses up do something. i came back from the UK and the house was in a complete MESS. my room was like a storage room (filled with my brother laundry which he was too lazy to even put it into his closet). i spent almost a month cleaning up the entire house, today i realized that my brothers clothes are still on the sofa downstairs and i've been teling him to take it up to his room for weeks and the thing that annoys me the most is that he keeps giving me this answer; 'Mommy will do it for me...' and when i tell her, she says she will do it for him!!! WTF!!!!
she already washed it for you, folded it, ironed it for you, least you can do is take it up to your FARKING ROOM. i hate to do this to my brother, great guy but he is 27 years old and he depends on my mom to find him his socks and underwear in the mornings?! oh don't get me started on my dad. he has never ironed his work clothes himself, in 30 years my mom has done it all for him and he can actually complain that my mom has no sense of fashion when she sometimes irons a pants that don't really go with the shirt. you want her to iron your clothes, least you can do is pick out the clothes you wanna wear. my dad nor my brother ever say thank you to my mom for all the things she does.
she gets up at 5.30am to prepare breakfast for my dad and brother, when they leave she washes the clothes, dry em, folds them, then leaves for work her self, she comes home at 11.30pm, cooks for my brother and dad, do some housekeeping or something, watches tv till 2 or 3 in the morning, then goes to bed, the routine continues everyday. i mean she doesn't say a word to her son and husband who are abusing their privilege but she yells at me for telling her to go to bed early instead of watching tv. so i've given up on that too. i do what i can, clean up after myself, cook for myself, try, oh god have i tried to keep the house clean but seriously its starting to get to me. i told my mom i'm moving out in a year or two, she kept quiet and walked away in disapproval. i thought if i moved out she'd be less one burden but ofcourse that means my brother and dad get to drain more out of her. i have a great family, whom i love and cherish very much but sometimes i just wanna tie them down and smack the shit out of them! my dad is 60 and can't even make his coffee in the mornings. every sunday is my mom's day off, she gets one day to rest and he gets up at 8am and wakes her up for BREAKFAST!!! and if she gets up grumpy, there goes the sunday, the whole day the both of them will be throwing tantrums at each other.
i think the year away from home has taken the idiot out of me, i don't wanna live like this any longer, i don't wanna ask my mom to make me milo anymore (though its the best damn milo in 13 states). i don't wanna ask her to do anything for me, though no one can do it like she does it. i blame her for the way my brother and dad turned out, she's 'baby'fied both of them and now they don't wanna grow up and she's not doing anything about it either. i tried telling my family that this can't go on any longer and no one listens to me, so i've given up telling them, i'm walking out as soon as possible, cause this is wrong and i don't wanna be apart of it. sometimes i feel i should have stayed in the UK. the grass is always greener on the other side.
anyways...
someone asked me how come i don't update my blog as frequently as i used to, i told her i have nothing much going on in my life and besides, i started a scrap book about a month ago, you know, personal thoughts, scribbling, bitching that sort of stuff, i got thru one book last week so i started another this week. i didn't know what to do with the old one, so i burnt it today. i'm getting weirder by the hour, fat as well. i better hope i get a job soon. i sent out 50 resumes last week alone, and i counted how many i've sent in this past 2 months, a total of (drum roll please); 139, and still no farking replies. i'm jinxed with job hunts, always have been! wanna go back to the UK and meet up with my best friend Hoover 1500?! GOOOOOOOOOOOODDDD.....
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Little By Little
been awhile...
so whats been going on, besides getting fat and extremely lazy, i guess its same ol same ol. hey have any of you watched the movie 'The Longest Yard'. it is whacked out funny man. i watched the 70's version of it when i was in the UK, starring Burt Reynolds and i thought that was funny.
its weird how everyone i talked to, not many people have watched the original version of the movies that comes out, like 'The Italian Job' starring Michael Caine, how many of you out there have watched it? or the original 'Ocean's Eleven' with Sinatra, Dean Martin and Samy Davies Jr.? and i bet NO ONE even knew 'Gone in 60 Seconds' was a remake? well anyways here is what i think, if you get to watch the original version, you get a better understanding of where the film was coming from, the deeper message, then you get to see where the remade version wants to take it and ofcourse you get too see how the old school actors did it, especially the role of the villain. oh well thats what a movie buff thinks anyways...
go listen to this song;
Little By Little
By Oasis
We the people fight for our existence
We don’t claim to be perfect but we’re free
We dream our dreams alone with no resistance
Faded like the stars we wish to be
Y’know I didn’t mean… what I just said
But my God woke up on the wrong side of His bed
And it just don’t matter now
Little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of
As little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off
Little by little you have to live it all in all your life
And all the time I just ask myself why are you really here?
True perfection has to be imperfect
I know that that sounds foolish but it’s true
The day has come and now you’ll have to accept
The life inside your head we gave to you
later...
so whats been going on, besides getting fat and extremely lazy, i guess its same ol same ol. hey have any of you watched the movie 'The Longest Yard'. it is whacked out funny man. i watched the 70's version of it when i was in the UK, starring Burt Reynolds and i thought that was funny.
its weird how everyone i talked to, not many people have watched the original version of the movies that comes out, like 'The Italian Job' starring Michael Caine, how many of you out there have watched it? or the original 'Ocean's Eleven' with Sinatra, Dean Martin and Samy Davies Jr.? and i bet NO ONE even knew 'Gone in 60 Seconds' was a remake? well anyways here is what i think, if you get to watch the original version, you get a better understanding of where the film was coming from, the deeper message, then you get to see where the remade version wants to take it and ofcourse you get too see how the old school actors did it, especially the role of the villain. oh well thats what a movie buff thinks anyways...
go listen to this song;
Little By Little
By Oasis
We the people fight for our existence
We don’t claim to be perfect but we’re free
We dream our dreams alone with no resistance
Faded like the stars we wish to be
Y’know I didn’t mean… what I just said
But my God woke up on the wrong side of His bed
And it just don’t matter now
Little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of
As little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off
Little by little you have to live it all in all your life
And all the time I just ask myself why are you really here?
True perfection has to be imperfect
I know that that sounds foolish but it’s true
The day has come and now you’ll have to accept
The life inside your head we gave to you
later...
Monday, October 17, 2005
Toyota Vios - For Sale
Toyota VIOS 1.5 G SPECS (A) 2004
price RM7x,xxx
one owner, low mileage (19,000), all original parts, execellent condition, well maintained engine, exhaust pipe finishing added, accident free, NHV protection (noise, heat and vibration) full car installation, fully tinted, window visor added.
Drivers point of view; excellent car for city drive, not too big but commodious for 5. good fuel consumption and efficient VVTi engine. nice for long distance drives as well. it is no collector's item but Toyota has certainly come up with the goods, value for money.
a test drive can be arranged. those interested or know of anyone interested, can contact me by email of give me a ring +60192320274.
price RM7x,xxx
one owner, low mileage (19,000), all original parts, execellent condition, well maintained engine, exhaust pipe finishing added, accident free, NHV protection (noise, heat and vibration) full car installation, fully tinted, window visor added.
Drivers point of view; excellent car for city drive, not too big but commodious for 5. good fuel consumption and efficient VVTi engine. nice for long distance drives as well. it is no collector's item but Toyota has certainly come up with the goods, value for money.
a test drive can be arranged. those interested or know of anyone interested, can contact me by email of give me a ring +60192320274.
Friday, October 14, 2005
Toyota Frenzy...
i was having a nice cold Milo outside my house at around 3am when this 1992 Toyota Corolla strolls slowly into my lane and goes into reverse back out. i was not bothered, probably some guy made a wrong turn, right, but just 15 minutes later another Toyota Altis comes strolling into my lane and this guy goes all the way to the end, makes a turn and goes out. two Toyotas in the spring of 15 minutes making wrong turns? then i look around and there were Toyotas all around me;
an Altis, parked inside my neighbours house..
outside my house, another two Toyotas, a Vios and a Camry
looking past my dad's car inside another one of my neighbours house, there was another Camry and also a Vios (this Vios a bit funny, no number plates!).
i decided to take a walk around my neighbourhood, just in my lane, two doors down to my right there was another Vios and Unser, to my left there was a Prado Cruiser and another Vios. my neighbourhood could be the 'Toyota Neighbourhood'. can you imagine, one day, everyone drives a Toyota?! like in Demolition Man where everyone eats only at Taco Bell.
oookay, i seriously need more things to do....
an Altis, parked inside my neighbours house..
outside my house, another two Toyotas, a Vios and a Camry
looking past my dad's car inside another one of my neighbours house, there was another Camry and also a Vios (this Vios a bit funny, no number plates!).
i decided to take a walk around my neighbourhood, just in my lane, two doors down to my right there was another Vios and Unser, to my left there was a Prado Cruiser and another Vios. my neighbourhood could be the 'Toyota Neighbourhood'. can you imagine, one day, everyone drives a Toyota?! like in Demolition Man where everyone eats only at Taco Bell.
oookay, i seriously need more things to do....
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
greatest childhood...
remember there was one kid in school every other kid hated, cause he had all the cool gadgets. i think i was that kid. for the past two weeks i've been cleaning my house, most of the things that i've been throwing away were my dad's junk until monday, when i opened my closet, and boy do i have junk too. well not exactly junk, considering how many sweet memories (and bitter ones too) they brought back...
i found my StarCom toy collection, this kinda pissed me off cause half the set is missing. last i saw one of these were at one of my cousin's place, BROKEN..i am missing my StarMax Bomber my favorite toy of all time.
i found my Formula One pencil case i used when i was in primary school, argh argh argh (my Tim The Toolman grunt), this was the coolest pencil case ever, i rememeber getting into a fight because of this thing. this kid wasnted to play with it and i was the snobbish kid who wouldn't let him play with it, so he thought he could bully me into giving up but i kinda threw the first punch (such a rowdy). i am still trying to remember the kids name (i bet we were never friends =P)...?
speaking of Formula One, i found this electronic thingy...one of my favorite things when i was a kid. it made so much freaking noise, like there was actually a race going on next door. my mom would scream at me when i start playing with this contraption. now you know why i love Formula One So much huh...
i found a box of sea shells that i collected in 1987 when i was at Teluk Cempedak, Kuantan. freaking 1987!!! we went there for Christmas, the whole family. weird how my family used to do a lot of vacations together, well not anymore...well i kinda kept this one and threw the rest.
as a kid i had weird hobbies, one of them was collecting my parents expired credit cards. don't ask why...
do kids today even know what this is? i used to have sooo much fun with this Frisbee at beaches.
i found my pocket chess set, which i used to carry to school everyday, good times, i was known as the 3 move death king, don't pray pray ahh...
i even found toys i used to play with as a toddler, more good times..
my 1994 championship winning Tamiya, if you're wondering which car won it, its the one on the far left, called Liberty Emperor. suped up with aeroplane fuel, i wish..
told you i had weird hobbies, i collected badges too, theres one popeye, Visit Malaysia 1990, Joey Macintyre from New Kids On The Block, David Copperfield, and does anyone remember Pepsi looking like that?!
and i did flower pressing too, geeky, but i loved it. somebody up there must really hate me, cause i found a pressed WHITE daisy in it. kill me now, kill me now!!!
also in the closet, i found the forgotten stash...
also found stored deep up in my closet was a box filled with my G.I. Joe action figures, huge containers of Lego, a banner stretching 15metres long, saying 'Schumi Rox Sepang' and a shoe box, filled with porn, owner please come and collect it A.S.A.P. (you know who you are)
damn, i really am like Tim The Toolman, today i painted the lawn chair, i ran out of wood lacquer so i painted the whole thing black, heahehaehee. i set up a nice table and chairs outside my house my house, looks like StarBucks now. so guys come on over to my house, we can go thru the forgotten stash and talk about the good old days. oh yeah Ric, this is why i didn't come out today, hehahehae, turned it on you instead, but seriously that; 'i come see you once is like seeing you so many times' was no doubt the biggest load of crap i've ever heard!
later...
i found my StarCom toy collection, this kinda pissed me off cause half the set is missing. last i saw one of these were at one of my cousin's place, BROKEN..i am missing my StarMax Bomber my favorite toy of all time.
i found my Formula One pencil case i used when i was in primary school, argh argh argh (my Tim The Toolman grunt), this was the coolest pencil case ever, i rememeber getting into a fight because of this thing. this kid wasnted to play with it and i was the snobbish kid who wouldn't let him play with it, so he thought he could bully me into giving up but i kinda threw the first punch (such a rowdy). i am still trying to remember the kids name (i bet we were never friends =P)...?
speaking of Formula One, i found this electronic thingy...one of my favorite things when i was a kid. it made so much freaking noise, like there was actually a race going on next door. my mom would scream at me when i start playing with this contraption. now you know why i love Formula One So much huh...
i found a box of sea shells that i collected in 1987 when i was at Teluk Cempedak, Kuantan. freaking 1987!!! we went there for Christmas, the whole family. weird how my family used to do a lot of vacations together, well not anymore...well i kinda kept this one and threw the rest.
as a kid i had weird hobbies, one of them was collecting my parents expired credit cards. don't ask why...
do kids today even know what this is? i used to have sooo much fun with this Frisbee at beaches.
i found my pocket chess set, which i used to carry to school everyday, good times, i was known as the 3 move death king, don't pray pray ahh...
i even found toys i used to play with as a toddler, more good times..
my 1994 championship winning Tamiya, if you're wondering which car won it, its the one on the far left, called Liberty Emperor. suped up with aeroplane fuel, i wish..
told you i had weird hobbies, i collected badges too, theres one popeye, Visit Malaysia 1990, Joey Macintyre from New Kids On The Block, David Copperfield, and does anyone remember Pepsi looking like that?!
and i did flower pressing too, geeky, but i loved it. somebody up there must really hate me, cause i found a pressed WHITE daisy in it. kill me now, kill me now!!!
also in the closet, i found the forgotten stash...
also found stored deep up in my closet was a box filled with my G.I. Joe action figures, huge containers of Lego, a banner stretching 15metres long, saying 'Schumi Rox Sepang' and a shoe box, filled with porn, owner please come and collect it A.S.A.P. (you know who you are)
damn, i really am like Tim The Toolman, today i painted the lawn chair, i ran out of wood lacquer so i painted the whole thing black, heahehaehee. i set up a nice table and chairs outside my house my house, looks like StarBucks now. so guys come on over to my house, we can go thru the forgotten stash and talk about the good old days. oh yeah Ric, this is why i didn't come out today, hehahehae, turned it on you instead, but seriously that; 'i come see you once is like seeing you so many times' was no doubt the biggest load of crap i've ever heard!
later...
Monday, October 10, 2005
brooms, bedsheets and my bowels
a freaky story...
so last week my friend Nirpal, poor fellow was involved in an accident around 10pm sunday. the dude was rear ended by a drunk woman. she rammed into him at such speeds his car took flight and hit the car infront, causing him to be sandwiched. he was stuck in his car, cause the doors got jammed and the by standers had to help him out of his car by yanking the door loose. poor fellow had a few bruises but nothing broken just his ego. this is the second time he has been rear ended like this since he got his car, dude i don't know if its cause you're a Punjabi everybody seems to bang your backside, heahaheahe.
not over yet...
so then after he settled everything here the dude headed back to Melacca almost around 1am. reaching Melacca on the highway, pitch black and raining. the dude suddenly sees this motorcylce dude cut across him, avoiding him he steers onto the slow lane, where there is a body lying in the middle of the road, avoiding the body the swerves again, this time another car was avoiding him, he avoids the car, engine stalls. another car nearly rear ends him again, on the same day! weird how the students in Melacca are all ending up in road accidents. dey, Singh be carefull man.
you know besides me cleaning my house, (which i am really liking) sleeping and the on and off Diarrhea i'm suffering, i dunno which i like best, dozing off on my porcelain throne or on the sofa tired from cleaning. i think today i am constipated instead.
Bangsar Pasar Malam..
Ric : soo! hows life?
Me : SUCKS
Ric : why? no job?
Me : yeah that too, and my best friend always FFK me...
Ric : hey..where got (apek voice)
after 3 times of saying 'eh, wanna go out?' i finally get to see his sorry excuse of an ass. i think this is like what, the third time i'm seeing him ever since i got back from the UK. bastard always ask me to drive up to 1U to see him not once driven down to see me! hey, you still have to make it up to me for blowing me off two weekends back!
so last week my friend Nirpal, poor fellow was involved in an accident around 10pm sunday. the dude was rear ended by a drunk woman. she rammed into him at such speeds his car took flight and hit the car infront, causing him to be sandwiched. he was stuck in his car, cause the doors got jammed and the by standers had to help him out of his car by yanking the door loose. poor fellow had a few bruises but nothing broken just his ego. this is the second time he has been rear ended like this since he got his car, dude i don't know if its cause you're a Punjabi everybody seems to bang your backside, heahaheahe.
not over yet...
so then after he settled everything here the dude headed back to Melacca almost around 1am. reaching Melacca on the highway, pitch black and raining. the dude suddenly sees this motorcylce dude cut across him, avoiding him he steers onto the slow lane, where there is a body lying in the middle of the road, avoiding the body the swerves again, this time another car was avoiding him, he avoids the car, engine stalls. another car nearly rear ends him again, on the same day! weird how the students in Melacca are all ending up in road accidents. dey, Singh be carefull man.
you know besides me cleaning my house, (which i am really liking) sleeping and the on and off Diarrhea i'm suffering, i dunno which i like best, dozing off on my porcelain throne or on the sofa tired from cleaning. i think today i am constipated instead.
Bangsar Pasar Malam..
Ric : soo! hows life?
Me : SUCKS
Ric : why? no job?
Me : yeah that too, and my best friend always FFK me...
Ric : hey..where got (apek voice)
after 3 times of saying 'eh, wanna go out?' i finally get to see his sorry excuse of an ass. i think this is like what, the third time i'm seeing him ever since i got back from the UK. bastard always ask me to drive up to 1U to see him not once driven down to see me! hey, you still have to make it up to me for blowing me off two weekends back!
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Party at the Pearl - Part II
happy birthday cuz...
this time around it was a 21st birthday, my cousins and it it was one i couldn't miss. so my brother and i drove down for the weekend, tried to sink the island with Sambuca and Jameson at arms. can't imagine this guy is 21, seems like yesterday he was just form one, and i thought him how smoke for the very first time. walking into StarHill like we owned it, cigi in mouth.
i dunno about you but the traditional 'happy 21' on the cake seemed a little lame so when they sent me to get the cake, i had to rub some of my talents into it. the worst part was when my grandmother asked whats written on the cake. i turned to my aunty and said, i think you can explain this the best...
after blowing out the candles we hit SegaFredos again, partied till it was closing time, some of his friends came over, his lecturer and principal were there too. weird how the principal, Johnson and i managed to have a decent conversation about the good oldschool music; Bryan Adams, Sting and the Police, Bob Dylan. damn i'm old.
ofcourse then i met one of Balan's classmates, the last time i met this guy was during their orientation night about 2 years ago, he was the host that night. god is this guy loud. i am starting to think he swallowed a mic as a child. either that or his parents dropped him on his head, hard. no heart feelings bro, you cool. so long as you keep that hat on, BELIEVE...
they say a picture paints a thousand words and this one supposedly spells 'World Class Education' of Olympia College, which after hanging out with these guys, i seriously doubt it. when you have your college Principle crossing his fingers about getting you a scholarship, you know you're not world class.
then again, Mr. Sidney thought they were talking about him, sure they were Sir, sure they were...
me and my bro George came home on Tuesday, couse i had food poisoning. well i'm still suffering from it. damn i look like a burnt out Vespa and smell like a fish tank. so much for eating all those good Penang food. the best was my aunty's ginger mutton, god i could have just gone all day with just that dish, as i'm typing now, i am salivating, damn!
well, now i gotta run back in to the toilet, later...
this time around it was a 21st birthday, my cousins and it it was one i couldn't miss. so my brother and i drove down for the weekend, tried to sink the island with Sambuca and Jameson at arms. can't imagine this guy is 21, seems like yesterday he was just form one, and i thought him how smoke for the very first time. walking into StarHill like we owned it, cigi in mouth.
i dunno about you but the traditional 'happy 21' on the cake seemed a little lame so when they sent me to get the cake, i had to rub some of my talents into it. the worst part was when my grandmother asked whats written on the cake. i turned to my aunty and said, i think you can explain this the best...
after blowing out the candles we hit SegaFredos again, partied till it was closing time, some of his friends came over, his lecturer and principal were there too. weird how the principal, Johnson and i managed to have a decent conversation about the good oldschool music; Bryan Adams, Sting and the Police, Bob Dylan. damn i'm old.
ofcourse then i met one of Balan's classmates, the last time i met this guy was during their orientation night about 2 years ago, he was the host that night. god is this guy loud. i am starting to think he swallowed a mic as a child. either that or his parents dropped him on his head, hard. no heart feelings bro, you cool. so long as you keep that hat on, BELIEVE...
they say a picture paints a thousand words and this one supposedly spells 'World Class Education' of Olympia College, which after hanging out with these guys, i seriously doubt it. when you have your college Principle crossing his fingers about getting you a scholarship, you know you're not world class.
then again, Mr. Sidney thought they were talking about him, sure they were Sir, sure they were...
me and my bro George came home on Tuesday, couse i had food poisoning. well i'm still suffering from it. damn i look like a burnt out Vespa and smell like a fish tank. so much for eating all those good Penang food. the best was my aunty's ginger mutton, god i could have just gone all day with just that dish, as i'm typing now, i am salivating, damn!
well, now i gotta run back in to the toilet, later...
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