The Bite
Chimy Changa

Passing By

By Kington
The door handle eases of it's centre as if it was made out of rubber when I push it open.

"Cheap door"

The black and white marble lining all polished covers the whole lobby with a central gazebo of white being the concierge.

I swallow my earlier comment.

It's warm so I pluck up my sleeves a bit to expose more of my upper arms to the cool aircond.

As we approach the restaurant, the head waiter steps out to greet us.

I glance right and I see a young woman staring back at me her hand pausing in the air to whilst replace the cutlery.

We lock eyes briefly.

She's pretty with her sharp features on her soft cheeks forming a slightly cunning face with her long hair framing everything so beautifully. Her jeans and her shirt tell me she's a traveller possibly arrived or preparing to leave.

I turn my attention back to the menu being shown to us and she continues picking out food from the table.

We decide against Japanese and enter the coffee house instead.

1 hour to go.

"the mussels are good"

I scoop up a plate of it and the day's meal sponsor picks a few of the juicier ones.

Turning around I notice her picking at the local appetisers.

I pick a bun and head on back to my table.

As she passes by she looks at me again and I glance briefly at her just long enough for her to know that I noticed.

She takes her seat and I look across the table to know that I'm lagging behind on the mussel massacre.

As I sink my teeth into a tough foccacia bun, I look left and I catch her stealing another look.

"Be more discreet dearie" flits through my head.

As she continues eating I examine her table in between plucking the flesh from the mussels. 3 young women, 1 elderly woman and 1 young man. Looks like a family without a father.

I notice the bag resting against the table leg. I'd guess it's hers.

We continue to glance at each other throughout the rest of the meal and briefly lock eyes once in awhile.

Finally our eyes meet and neither of us turn away. I give her a subtle smirk and she gives me a quiet smile.

I go off to check out the fruits and as I scan around looking for anything worth taking, I feel her vision focusing on me. I pick out a 2 mangosteens and turn around to head back to my table.

She looks away. As I approach her table she turns to look at me once more and her eyes trail me to my table as I take my seat, she rejoins the conversation at her table.

The bill is paid as I finish my mangosteens.

I give her one last look. She doesn't turn around.

And we leave the place.

Dear girl...If only I could be sure you're from the same place. Maybe we'll catch the same flight. Maybe there'll be an empty seat next to yours which I will so gladly fill because I'm travelling alone. Maybe we'll meet at some party if we're from the same country.

But until we meet again. If we ever meet again. We're both travellers and this is really as good as it gets.

And I'm off to the airport.
 

Thai temperatures causes bizzare dreams

By Kington
I saw a really really pretty girl on Monday but I wasn't sure if she was really that pretty cause it was just some side view from far away.

Tuesday she took our orders. While my dad was picking our fish/lala and vege and stuff and trying to tell the guy in his smattering of Thai how to cook the stuff, I was trying to keep my jaw from hanging open.

THAT LENG. Then she walked off possibly due to the fact that she couldn't understand what the monkey's arse was my dad saying half the time. That or she walked off coz she shy the Malaysian guy staring at her.

My dad says we're eating dinner there again today....WOOT!

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Been having really weird dreams in Thailand the past few days. On the first night I imagined I as talking to joel and suddenly he said "Imagine Pui Yean was a computer game level...Like super mario style."

I woke up stared cock around for awhile and went back to sleep and then suddenly. "eh you know ah me an Joel were talking about what would it be like if you had your own level like as in some game designer made a whole level based on you"

The next night I was having dinner with a friend of mine then we did some silly crap and I woke up snickering on the couch/hammock downstairs. I spent a few mins staring at the blank tv screen in front of me.

And the coup de gras. I was walking around some oddly built place talking to random people which all seemed like a normal dream till I woke up and realised I only talked to female friends the whole dream through only spotting 2 male friends but never talking to them.

The following dream was about driving in a really dangerous parking lot which was FREAKING massive. I think this was induced by watching the kingdom and how other people drive in Thailand.

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One of the dudes I'm working with told my dad one of the ladies in the other section of the factories likes his son.

My dad replied "lady or lady boy?"

Then my dad took me aside "I don't think you should stay here too long should send you back soon"

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.

Yesterday was full of errors and a Texan man shouting F*** at people because we accidentally dropped a former breaking most of the moulds. Tech glitch really. Dude came over and said sorry in the end. Well needed comic relief.
 

Work Orders/ OMGWTFBFFBBQMCQLASERGUNPEWPEWCHEWNEW

By Kington
Day rolled by with good lunch. More crap. More scolding for falling asleep again. And seeing some very nitpicky men toy around with milimeters, grinding sets and an arc welder for 4 hours.

And then just about when I was really bored. Figuring I might as well go wash my face. And that things could not possibly get more daunting.

On the way back from the toilet. I heard a loud clap. I glanced around and I saw the eyes of all the women in the end of the factory that I hadn't really been to so far was staring at me and grinning.

I just thought "WHAT NEVER SEEN GOOD LOOKING GUY BEFORE AH?" and walked off. Then I figured "maybe they've never seen a young fella here before marh something of an oddity"

When we were leaving we just popped into the main circuit room to check the circuits. And I took a glance at all those ladies.

And I noticed "WTFBBQMCQ ALL CHECKING ME OUT AH? ALL STARING AT ME! ALL SMILING! Are they looking hair to shoes the sure fire signs of getting checked out?....Oh shit. That girl just played with her hair shamelessly flirtatiously...DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

I'm not even allowed to go Bangkok. I'm getting shamelessly checked out by aunties. I'm holed up in a factory in the middle of nowhere which is in a district which is 45 mins from bangkok.

DIE LAH I WANNA GO HOME.
 

Highly paid

By Kington
I'm probably the most highly paid part time worker in the country.

I earned over 14 bucks per hour yesterday. Plus I got to see Flo Rider. Supposedly. Don't look like him le.

Plus free food, free drinks and a real interesting job.

OH yeah things are good.
 

Just wasting time

By Kington
My parents are coming home today.

I've gotta go pick them up from the airport today. YEAH I GET TO DRIVE DADDY'S CAR! OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH!

So they've been gone for like the past 1 and a half weeks.

As expected for over a week I've slept no earlier than 4 am.

Been doing all sorts of wierd crap recently really making full use of the holiday.

Even went to Cheras to see Kurt last night. Turns out he lives REAAAAHHHLLLYYYYY near to Sri Garden.

Tried the extremely powerful 21.

Experienced the world of a pick up artist.

Saw my engine spew white smoke. And saw Bird freak out and jump right out of the car.

Played cards in a park at night while eating McD and telling ghost stories. And saw Keong freak out.

Explored an odd and frustrating part of KL.

Finally went to Cheer.

But now with parents home. Things have to take a turn for the good boy. No past twelves anymore. No coming home smelling like ciggarettes(not my fault on that count). No late night Nasi Lemaks.

Oh well if I ever run out of things to do I guess I could catch a train to Times Square crack a book open and hope there's some cutie behind the counter.
 

Fury

By Kington
He did that.

To her.

I've always just lightly defended her when he's made less than favourable comments about her.

But when I called her in front of him and he told me what he did to her.

He made me regret what I did 2 years ago.

He made me regret not taking care of her for these past 1 and a half years.

When he told me I was shocked.

So thats why she's afraid to have a prolonged conversation with me.

I'm going to draw those circles around her.

And if he kills himself by accident by attacking again.

I hope he realises that he's dealing with a master and he should stay away from the master's sister.
 

BAH tourists!

By Kington
"OH MY GOSH I DIDN'T RECOGNISE YOU STANDING OVER THERE! YOU LOOK SO DIFFERENT WITH YOUR HAIR ALL SPIKED UP AND ALL DRESSED UP LIKE THAT!"

The more and more the squealing voice told me I looked diffrent and patted me on the back for previous endeavours in other places. The more and more I thought to myself.

"You F---ing idiot what the crazy crap are you doing here tonight agreeing to come here and agree to try this to begin with?"

This isn't me. I don't need this especially with the life I already have. I'm having a blast without it.

I said another prayer.

I quote my sis "Is there any sense in picking up a chick from a night club?" and with a glance around the then company of 100% non virgin, 100% dance floor dirty dancers and 100% probably trying to get laid. And I thought, Nah. This ain't my idea of fun.

So maybe I'm just travelling. I feel like a lonely planet author. Travelling places. Studying cultures. Maybe involving myself a bit in them. But never really truly getting my feet head wet.

Being tourist is what Mr. Seedy enjoys best I'd guess.
 

Malaccan plan?

By Kington
Certainly scared Xin Yi by scolding Kurt.

But still going to Melaka and having a free place to stay would rock. But leaving in twilight with 1 crapping guy, 1 emo guy and 1 ecstatic guy cause he's finally getting to visit his girlfriend's house is like turning the car into an iron maiden of suffering. Seremban jam is ALSO incredibly frustrating. Oh and did I mention I'm also fetching her sister which doesn't like me very much?

But as a guy who agreed to drive all the way to Penang and back for a plate of Lorong Selamat Char Kuey Teow. I think a few plates of O'Chien should be in order. Oh yeah. Kurt pay pls.
 

I NEED TAH SLEEP!

By Kington
I woke up at 1. And after much groaning and shuffling very much like a sleep zombie I took the first in a string of many baths.

So I picked up the phone and talked to a really old friend. And bang.

I got stuck with him for the night.

And the rest of the night was spent suffering in BarCelona. My friend wanted me to learn how to circulate among people better and hopefully score with chicks in a club. And I thought I was already a legend. OOps.

I went just to give him the "hey I tried it and it's not for me"

And yes I did bloody hate it. After the 5th time of introducing myself while having to shout repeatedly into ears while changing pitch so it wouldn't get garbled in the bass pumped out by the massive speaker the size of a coffin. I was insanely annoyed. I was beginning to wonder how they managed to pick up their respective chicks until we left the club and I discovered I was the only 1 with my vocal cords intact. Being bored shitless in a group of other people's dangerous friends is a sure fire guarantee for silence.

So what else is there to do in a club? Drink? Nope cause as a guest it's not right to take other ppl's drinks. Dance? Tried but almost all my muscles we're already in shreds from previous exertions leaving me moving like a jellyfish robot. I'm now double leg limping for my efforts. Like just kena Anuar attack. So that left me with just taking a seat, while avoiding the drunk guy and wondering about when I can hop off from this.

Finally after some time we left.

After that hopped off to Devi's corner in Hartamas where there was a huge fight. Best teh-o-ais I ever had.

I left them early citing that I was feeling like crap and when I reached home Bird replied my sms. I found out he was still awake and deciding that since it was too early to go to sleep or too late to go to sleep depending on how you view it we took a walk around Lake Gardens till the sun was up.

With me telling horror stories yet again about pick up artistes. If I told anyone else the shock and horror of your world being shaken like bingo balls in a mixer would leave you forever mute. The dude is just sorta used to me telling him about the really seedy bits in Mr.Seedy's life.

Needed it after all the debauchery that happened the night before. I mean earlier today. Uh you get the idea.

Had breakfast in PBD.

And laughed about how none of us had actually slept the previous night.

Good night people. I'm overdue by a day now.
 

Oh Pudding

By Kington
I didn't get to see Queenie's little monster.

She woke up at 11 plus. And I woke up at 12 plus. Way way way too late to go see the pup.

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So the stuff is due soon. And I don't know the time. So I'm pitching ahead to one of my pets. Asking her to do a little recon.

I'm putting my hope in her.

Sigh. Even with my parents gone off for my sister's convocation. I'm not all alone at home.

Granny is visiting and my aunt and uncle is actually staying here to make sure I don't bring back any girls/drive the wrong cars/smoke any weed.

Sure thats fine and all since I don't do any of that *wink wink*

But since they're here...I can't drink. And I can't hop off anywhere too strange.

Screwed lah.

Oh and they speak cantonese only.
 

We Shall Resume Abnormal Programming

By Kington
11AM I got a buzz with the vibrations running through my bedsprings.

Groggily patting random patches of bedsheet I managed to find the phone.

"Can I come over?"
"Sure but you realise there's nothing to do in my house."
"On my way."

I let him in and proceeded to uncoil myself onto my living room couch burying my face into the backrest with my ankles dangling off the armrests. He picks up the newspaper and begins to read.

"The dude dahm emo lah cannot tahan."
"You know what he needs?"
"What?"
"To understand how to find hapiness and satisfaction in everything that he does. Then only he can be truly happy."

I roll over and through squinting eyes I see him gesturing for me to carry on.

I roll on over back to press my face into the couch to avoid the sunlight.

"When he can find that, he can have the ultimate joy, with that whenever he picks his nose he'll even feel ultimate bliss."

And with that I go back to sleep.

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"It's pronounced BARH-THER lah"
"Oh I always thought it was batter"

I turn the wheel and engage third geer and we roll down the slope.

"Ok this is how it goes. Barter is trade. Ok? Batter is the thing you fry stuff in. And well butter is something I only wanna do to 2 things in my life."

"My toast and.................My girlfriend."

I engage fourth gear and keep going.

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Moral of the story. Don't ask me to explain things when I'm groggy. Unless you enjoy those answers.