B-Balling Canine

Baby: Hey you....you looking at me?!!!


Baby: I smell Rubber....orange, round play thingy rubber!!!


Baby: ORANGE ROUND PLAY THINGY RUBBER!!!! 'BARK BARK'


Baby: I gotcha...you're not getting away from me!!!


Baby: Watch me dribble, past you lawn chair!!!


Baby: I'm the queen of the court!!!


Baby: She passes one, she passes two. She shoots, she scoorrrreesss!!!


Baby: Hey Orange Round Play Thingy, are you dead...how come you no bouncy no more?


Baby: I'm tired, i killed the dangerous Orange Round Play thingy....


Baby: ehhh, what's that?


Baby: What happened to the Silver Take Me Places Thingy?


Baby: Black Take Me Places Thingy smells weird!


Baby: Nevermind, i approve...oh chauffeur, take me to the lake, I'd like to go swimming today!!!


funny thing happened to me last night concerning my car, tell ya later. now go play with Baby!!!

Crusade of the Anonymous Cs'

Anonymous C : "i saw in ur frenster, u dating an Indian? "
M: yes i am.
Anonymous C : "y ah? Indian woh.... ur parents don mind"
M: No, they don't. Im crazy about him and so is he.
Anonymous C : "ooo,...where did u all meet? "
M: he's an ex-Flexian
Anonymous C : "then, when u two want to marry how ah? culture difference? "
M: ALAMAK! I've told u enough. Don't intrude my privacy!

why is it i never get harassed? where are all the rude intrusion by my peeps, The Anonymous Is'. why have they not taken up the cause of crusading against me? have the Anonymous Is' had a paradigm shift? have they truly accepted the movements of the revolution? or are the afraid that this Indian doesn't take nonsense as an excuse for small talk? maybe i am too much of a celebrity, heaheahehae!! until next time, stay tune, same Anonymous C time, same Anonymous C channel. be good!

(ps. all those Anonymous Is' reading: DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!)

Talks between the Pink Perianth...

all men (who have 2 cents for a brain) knows women go gaga over flowers. with the power of knowledge over such a fact, comes great responsibility; you've gotta ask yourself a few questions before getting her flowers. for instance;

1. the million dollar question: Whats her favorite flowers?

2. the hundred thousand dollar question: How much do you spend on it?
(too expensive, she's gonna think you're showing off or trying to buy her attention, too cheap she gonna think, (yup you guessed it); you're cheap)

3. the ten thousand dollar question: When do you give it to her?
(when you've done something wrong; gives her the impression you assume you can get outta trouble just by buying her flowers. random acts occasionally is sweet, do it too often, she's gonna get freaked out, or think you're dating a florist on the side)

4. the thousand dollar question: What do you say, when you give a woman flowers?
(a. My, love....these here flowers do not do justice to the beauty that has captivated my heart from the day i met you.... [to cheesy]. b. *just slide it over to her and give a cheeky smile [weirdo]. c. *in a cool way just hand it to her and say 'ohh, something i picked out, while changing my engine oil in on my Chevy big block' [bleeeehhhhh]. d. gotta figure this one out carefully, just mumble something when she's all awed by the flowers)

5. the ten dollar question: What does she do with the flowers?
(if she takes it and immediately puts it in water, she's just overly concern for flowers. she throws it aside and goes gaga over you, she's just amazed at the fact you actually bought her flowers. if she's just doesn't say anything but smiling a lot and turning pink in certain areas, DUDE, YOU'RE GETTING LUCKY TONIGHT!!!)

finally.

6. the one dollar question: What do you do after you've given her flowers?
(this i'll leave for you to stumble, fall, break your necks once or twice and learn for yourselves [i could be pretending to know the answer or just genuinely broken my neck more than once].)

Flower Boy, saying Adios....

Such A Night - Elvis Presley

anyone watched the movie '3000 Miles from Graceland'? well those who did will remember this part at the end of the movie. althought the King was never really popularly known for this song, it's one of my favs.

Hello S-Type

eventually you knew this was coming...

buh bye to my (it was a really good car though) auntified Vios. now say hello to my suped-up Auntified Vios. (alamak, is this even worst than i think it is?)

when am i gonna get my hands back again on a 2.0litre, big bang engine that just roars with power at the tap of the accelerator, when, whennnnnnnnnnn???

Life Guards Bathroom Break

whats been up ya'll...

i'm back into the graveyard shift again, work sucks but i can't complain. how do you tell yourself every morning to do better today? how do you look yourself in the mirror and say, i'm going to be productive, pro-active, pro-whatever else there is...how? i do it all and at the end of the day i feel inadequate, i feel like there was something more i could have done, like i'm slacking in a few places...well enough of work.

my no BKT for a month came to an end last weekend. meet up with Ric and Shenn for lunch (with Michelle). whenever the brady bunch met up, it' always end up in conversations about auditing, cause these guys are mosty auditors or ex-auditors. seeing how Michelle is not and auditor i thought the auditing conversations would reduce, turns out, now they're talking about chinese dramas..alamakkkkkkkk!!! (tall, volouptous, big boobed indian girl [non auditor], where are you?) heahehae.....

we had our moment of truth, once again..it's all about testing me. the tests keep on pilling on me, and why i ask. in reference to my last post as well. why is it that we're often tested (especially me). i hate to be tested and yet i myself always test everything, muahahahaha...human nature i guess.

Buh Bye...Vios

Life will...

...always find a way to fuck you over, no matter who you are, what you did, when you did it, where you are and how you got there; FACTS of life!

Long long ago, in ancient times (when sms's cost 7cents and not 6cents)...

i was seeing woman A, things were good but somehow things became complicated and pretty fucked up when we discovered she still had feelings for her ex. i somehow found it in me to tell her to go back to him if she felt that strongly about him...strangely enough woman A did. but we still hung out a lot..and i mean a lot. then one thing led to another woman A started to fall for me AND have feeling for her ex.

me being typically me told myself i should stop seeing woman A, for obvious reasons, so i started dating woman B. during this period woman A was going thru a lot of stuff in her life..so me being me (always thinking i'm doing the right thing but not necessarily the best thing) decided not to tell her i had started seeing someone else. then finally i did tell her (can't remember how exactly)...

(damn it's complicating..even i'm losing the plot)...

now along the way, before i went out with woman B, i did talk to woman A (she left the country on a vacation and it gave me sometime to think about stuff) and i told her i'd still like to give us a chance but she said no. and she said she was not gonna see either me or her ex. then months later she told me (after i sproached her again with my ingenius idea) she was back together with her ex. so i persued woman B and what a disaster did that turned out.

woman B was a raving phsycopath. she would do things that would give you nightmares. (no doubt she was tall, volupteous and bloody stacked) but none the less the was two clicks away from the wacko land. somehow me seeing woman B infuriated woman A...it appealed to her as though i was cheating on her!! i know i know....

woman A and i got into a few chats and one thing led to another, she ended up telling me how she felt and to my suprise how she felt about me. just to recap, when i wanted her she didn't, when she wanted me i was with someone else. so things with woman B seriously took a slump. Madam 'half boiled egg' drove me insane and i walked out on the relationship (if you'd call it that). so me the idiot approached woman A again...to the FUCK hell SHIT, she tells me she's back with her ex again.....BLEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

this was a time i had to just walk away from everything...just than woman B approaches me and says, she wasn't serious the last time and now wants to give another chance and she truly wants to try...i put my foot down and said no.

(fast forward back to 6cents sms')

i'm now attached. happily too...very happily attached (should i stress this again). yes, very very happily attached, to a wonderful person (brownie points i hope)...and i come to know on the same day...woman A is not seeing her ex and is gonna be forced into marriage, arranged and woman B met someone, arranged and is getting married...

anyone wanna have Bah Ku Teh for breakfast, i'm on a one month no BKT oath. maybe it's cause of all the no pork this is all happening. I NEED PORK!! I NEED PORK!!! I NEED PORK!! I NEED PORK!!! I NEED PORK!! I NEED PORK!!! I NEED PORK!! I NEED PORK!!! I NEED PORK!! I NEED PORK!!! I NEED PORK!! I NEED PORK!!! I NEED PORK!! I NEED PORK!!!

(throw a little beef into it along the way too....)

does Santa need another helper?

i was thinking.....(on a long shot laaaaa) this whole Manufacturing Industry thingy, maybe...just maybe...it's not my thing. everyday is a war zone and i'm not really comfortable with people calling me at home on my off days asking about work.

i'm curled up with Shell, and suddenly i gotta talk about work and try and solve something, send people msg's and get them to go look at it, kinda sickening. i know it takes a different breed of people to be in this industry but seriously, maybe i'm not cut-out for it?

i know i can do a lot of thing...i know that much i am capable but hey, does that mean i gotta start all over from scratch, aiyaaaaa!!! i wanna do something creative, like building models or coming up with new toys, now that is awesome. i know what's my dream job...Resort Manager to a get-away resort on a tropical island...(with a warp speed train to bring me back to technology whenever i want!). an island where only tall, voluptous and stacked women come to sunbath and they always demand the resort manager to oil them up on the sand...

okay okay...enough dreaming. time to go check on my line

on the graveyard

"i'm too old for this shit"

remember that phrase? well i do (MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA). so to speak i'm finally living my dreams of the living prince of darkness. i love working on the night shift. when i'm off to work, i've got 'when the night....has come' playing in my head.

just too bad they don't have a really good vending machine in my company. one that sells sneaker and kit kats (damn i miss my uni days). you know what i miss the most are the sandwiches, ohhhhh, they are seriously 'to kill your aunty's ex-boyfriend for' delicious. and i'm talking about the ones that are all ready made and packed, not the fresh ones like you get in SubWay or something like that....grab one in the morning, then sneakers for lunch then chips and gravy for pre dinner...then the fun part of making my own dinner. well back to my bitching; i so wish they sold sandwiches like that here!!!

anyways, the only downside to being on shift is i'm missing my weekends with Michelle....(and my Champions League matches [duhhh...{had to go write that down}])

the first...

the first fight
the first fart between the both of you
the first kiss
the first moment of awkwardness
the first moment of silence
the first time your hands touch
the first time you accidentally touch at all
the first disapproval
the first sign of separation
the first naughty thoughts
the first quicksand moment
the first edgy conversation
the first scene of skin
the first blush
the first date
the first sexy proposal
the first embarrassing moment
the first announcement
the first sign he/she is trying
the first sign he/she is pretending
the first attempt
the first sweat between the two of you
the first uncomfortable moment
the first meetings of the opposites
the first sign of childishness
the first indiscretion for either one
the first sorry
the first 'i love you'
the first 'ohh i wanna tap that *ss'
the first 'you hang up first'
the first 'your needs more important than mine izzit?'
the first 'ARE YOU INSANE!!!'
the first 'wanna fool around'
the first time he opened the doors for her
the first walk on the beach/park/whatever
the first 'darling, how do you know?'
the first 'i read it somewhere'
the first 'i gotta get out of here...'
the first AUCHHH...
the first chicken soup moment
the first wanna go together
the first 'i am not used to this'
the first 'lets do something crazy!'
the first he bang/she bang story
the first 'about my ex.....'
the first 'you are way outta line there....'
the first motherly/fatherly touch
the first flower
the first 'you jump, i jump' movie
the first Cornetto together
the first Cornetto apart...

and it goes on and on until the first comes no more

Alcoholics Anonymous

at first glance, we'll be thinking;
'A Guinness man...'

then after a second look;
'wow... he's got a empty beer mug infront of him and now he's going for Guinness'



after a third glance;
'what is he doing mixing Guiness with a glass of milk for?'

then after a fourth and final analysis;
'now i get it....what's white like milk and goes well with Guinness, sold at seafood restaurants?'

and for those who were not there and do not know the good looking dude in the picture, they'd think;
'bloody indian, only know how to drink!!!'

center stage

will the stares stop? will they accept us for who we are? won't they just let us be?

i've often considered myself a controversial person. i know the things i do often offend people and the things i say cannot the accepted by the masses. it takes a special mind to understand where i am coming from and why i say or do the things i do....

but staring at me (at us) in public, is down right rude of the community. and i thought Malaysia has surpassed this sort of things?

Caffeine never felt this good....

what's been up, y'all...

i've been a bad blogger these days...i need to talk to my bloggie more often.

so lets see whats been up in my world of constant bickering. work is kinda getting edgy, the expectation and demands over me have pilled the pressure on. to be honest i was warned that this is how they run things. the don't take kindly to slackers and they live by the motto 'It's all about results'. so i came prepared for the ass whooping i'm getting on a daily basis. the poeple at work have been really awesome. though sometimes they're just to busy themselves to be nurturing me under their wings, i can live with that, i guess...

what else,

something major in this asshole's live; he found someone. yes yes...i've started dating again. see the story of how we met is really interesting. sounds more like a movie or sorta. so apparently she and i had joined my last company at the same time. we were in our induction together but we didn't notice each other. then we had trainings together (two to be exact) but still we had not noticed each other. then towards the end of my stay we were in the same project together and only now we had come to know who we were but still only on a name sake basis. she was in the test team and he was in the process team. eventually the time had come for me to leave the company and move on. (being typically me) i sent out my farewell email. she liked what i had written and she replied, also adding me on her IM.

so after leaving the job and she and i quite constantly kept in-touch via IM, and emails blah blah blah...eventually, i sorta started to like her, the way she sounded, she's the smart type. (so being typically me, again) i asked her out and she said yes. we're on our 5th date and so far is going great. we've learnt we have so much in common and the fact how we missed each other on 3 different occasions and only now realizing it (which is what i said sounds like the movie part). she likes the oldies just like him...interesting. well don't wanna jinx it by saying too much. keep you updated from time to time. though, being in the courtship stage is really really fun, heahahae....

lately i've been talking to Mohan more and more. the dude is a real inspiration to me. he's a dude who is just to good to be real, he is untouched and when he starts telling me about his experiences first hand, when he is experiencing it for the first time, he sounds so pure and i'm amazed at how much he has learned and grown over the last 2 years since i known him. he just recently broke up (first love thing) and i am seeing things of my past thru his pains, which sorta helps me relate to what he is going thru and helps me over come my past and helping him see the way to enlightenment as i did. i only wish is that he doesn't take as long as i did. i grow through our conversations...i guess he is sorta becoming my Navein. which reminds me about another dude who has been such an influence and is a no action lately, dude, come home!!!

brings me back to the topic of friends; Ricardo and Shenn are getting married at the end of the month. WOW!!! it's just started to sink in i guess. i have always long wondered how is it that i could once see myself there and now not...maybe time will tell. but i am amazed at the courage of people who decide to tie the knot. which reminds me Eleanor is getting married too. i'm going broke giving people Ang Pau's this year. i've already attended 8 weddings and i got 2 more to go!!! aiyoooo. which reminds me, hoi Ric you owe me a 100 for manesh's ang pau. maybe next time i'll give poeple like a dried leaf or something instead of money...TI pay me my salary quickly laaaaa!!! (got dates to go to)

sharing is caring...

she shared gossip with me!!! thats a whole new stage ain't it...

but honestly i've never heard that analogy before; if a woman shares gossip with you, then you're someone close. generally i've always thought women love to gossip, heahehaeha...

this is for making fun of....

my Barney and Friends song...

from....

where i sit....

i just hate it....

i finally had the courage to say what i wanted to say for the past 4 months now. i should be liberated, i should be ecstatic, i should be a lot of things but the one thing i shouldn't is exactly how i feel.

i did the right thing today but i feel horrible about it. the pain is so consuming that i've lost feeling of it. i hate it that i've done the right thing!

so i finally...

...left this:



for what?

i feel so used. it's hard (actually quite simple) to explain. i just feel so cheap and worthless. i feel i should 'lower my expectation' like a whole chapter lower it, lower it...i'm trough with the selfless acts. it's all me from now on. goodbye life, i'm off to live one!