Coming soon to a cinema near you:

MR MOUSTACHIO MAN

How'dya like the justice of my muscle buddy?

Eeppp *blush*

It was self defence I swear.....

It's a great thing to live in Malaysia.

You've got great food.

A multicultural society.

Nice weather.

But the sad thing is during festive seasons everyone hops over to the emergency lane and makes it a F1 track.

And another sad thing is the highways are all clogged making 2 hour journeys into 5-6 hours belian people have pity for Yi Yun her journey is 6 hours.

But the last sad thing I have to say is that even with so many years of independance and an EVEN LONGER track record of living together in this multicultural society someone still had to complain about the "Deeparaya" greeting.

*It's pollitically incorrect to delve further into that so I will be leaving that out but lets just say it's no longer allowed to be published.....*

I think I'm going to open up a new blog which is just full of random posting of art soon.

Originating during the mid 19th century, the Mafia served as protection for the
large orange and lemon estates surrounding the city of Palermo. From this,
the
Mafia began to spread its roots among the landowners and politicians of
Sicily.
Forming strong links with the government (it is more than likely
that many
politicians were members or collaborators) the Mafia gained
significant power.

According to many Sicilians, the real name of the Mafia is Cosa Nostra, meaning 'our world, tradition, values'. Many have claimed, as did the Mafia turncoat Tommaso Buscetta, that the word mafia was a literary creation. Other Mafia defectors, such as Antonio Calderone and Salvatore Contorno, said the same thing. According to them, the real thing was "cosa nostra". To men of honour belonging to the organisation, there is no need to name it. Mafiosi introduce known members to other known members as belonging to "cosa nostra" (our thing) or "la stessa cosa" (the same thing). Only the outside world needs a name to describe it, hence the capitalized version of the words: Cosa Nostra.

But I didn't go to europe anyway so I didn't go to the house of mafia.

But I went to Pn. Cecilia's house though btw.

Wheeeeeee. That day was supposed to be a special day. When a few of the belian guys were about to shoot open some heads as a gang.

But Pui Yean was there when The Sicilian asked me to help her with her com. Curse my bravado and my good nature. If Pui Yean wasn't there I might have lied till the earth bended again. Tch.

Thanky anyway Yean for helping me with the Nostalgia crap again.

So there I was in her car at 1:40 without having to ride in the booth la.

In the car we had:

1. Pn. Monica(talking)
2. Pn. Cecilia(driving AND talking)
3. Rebecca (Pn. Monica's daughter)(clamming)
4. Me (clamming and sweating)

So after we got Pn. Monica her monitor and sent her home it was time to make the SUPER long trip to USJ home of the sicilian.

On the way there I kept reassuring her that she was doing me a favour by keeping me out of the cyber cafe and that she could help me with moral all the way.

The sicilian likes music.

The sicilian's ancient piece of hardware.
A larger view of her room.
A view of the floor.

Anyway the buissness was her com was bellyaching from the lack of hard drive space.

5 gigs total does not make a hard drive these days. It makes a ipod.

After explaining to her the many many methods of solving her "real estate" problem with analogies of coffe tables houses shelves and desks she understood the situation.

I've gotta ask her soon which did she go for...

Getting a new cupboard.

Getting a larger coffe table.

Or getting another shelf on the cupboard.

Then she drove me back from USJ in the super heavy rain while thanking me and insisting she'd take me to yumcha and discussing sejarah techniques and moral techniques too.

The drive back was pretty scary.

Cause it was raining so hard I wondered how she saw where we were going to begin with.

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There are no photos of any other parts of the house because the gracious host refused to let me take any photos to begin with all the pics were taken when she went to go settle something.

Well I know the whole world is having problems with YouTube but my com is loading extra fast today so I'm just going to post up vids.

Quick changing important for when ur late for school!!!

Fancy dance moves for prom?

Don't need the keyboard to play o2jahm....



YOU NEVER WANT THAT ON YOUR COM!!!



James Blunt-Bloody cold

THE COLDEST HEART


THE FIGHT


Now you guys know what me and jorrel are humming in class all the time

There was no cabaret last night. Nope no exotic birds nor woman either. Nah not even pink elephants and bailey's.

Just 2 long conversations with 2 great friends.

Insane.

Now you know la when buds talk for a very long time all these love and buddy problems always come up so I'm kinda gonna just leave them out.

So 2 people.
1 male.
1 female.

Kept me up until 3.

Recently I managed to find Li San's blog.

Li San is this hot chick who is my mother's collegue's younger sister. Younger sister but still older than us so no hope la anyway not like there ever was much.

Kinda like a snowball's chance in hell.

BACK TO THE TOPIC uhh yeah so anyway the girl is and uber smart fella la so generally if I have the acorns of madness and bravery



she's got pearls of wisdom spewing out of her mouth like a pachinko machine.




Well the conversations lasted extremely long la last night anyway and I was so exhausted but when I opened her blog last night I kind of noticed that the blog kind of said something about our problems. Yeap all 3 of us.

She's the next oracle to be?

I'm just going to quote a bit here and there.

I know, girls are confusing right? *scratches head* Some of you out there would
probably go like'WTF??? BITCH!'. Sometimes I don't get girls either. Girls
usually don't appreciate what they have until they lose them.

I guess sometimes girls just enjoy the feeling of being wanted.
It doesn't matter who, when, where or how, but it's just flattering to feel
important, loved and being given all the attention to by someone. As for myself,
I wouldn't exactly call her a bitch. I just think that she's confused with what
she really wants and doesn't want. Ah well, aren't all teenagers so?

I'm so learning right now. But I guess we do have to do whats best for ourselves la anyway nothing really is a 100% solution. Doesn't mean you can't learn anything right?

http://if-only-i.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-dont-get-girls-either.html

Well most of our ed board photos turned out not so well this year so we did this at the party.

Me and my main supplier of pictures for the party. The ever pink Pui Yean(Miss Yeannyloops)

The cake. The heart is actually supposed to be a crown....

Cake cutting ceremony.

When we were opening the food and drinks Joel kinda grabbed a rootbeer bottle the wrong way. Causing it to shriek and puke all over the floor so we punished it for puking and put it outside.

Then we realised the error of our ways and that it was really Joel's fault so we sent him outside and locked the door behind him to get him to apologize to the rootbeer before we would let him back in.

Joel apologizing to the rootbeer. LOL.

In between we played some random games like puyo puyo, twisted metal, twister(which only had Darren the whole time coz most of us were shy), and Big 2 (cho dai di).

Yi Yun claimed she had played a Sailormoon version of puyo puyo before but......everyone owned her in it.....it was starting to get so sad we started to time how long it took for her to lose......
Don't worry la even if you suck at puyo puyo you make all of us look sucky in studies.

Peggy lost a round of big 2 and had to eat chilli as a penalty....^^

Lat lat dei dried chilli.....

Eventually things winded out and everyone had places to go and coz Kin Keong struck up a bargain with my mom to let me off for only 9-12. So I went home at 1230 XD.

Later on in the day I had 2 funny conversations with my mom.

Conversation 1

Mom: So you play all day arh shouldn't you be studying?
Me: No la I did work all afternoon then I went tuition I came back now back to work lo.
Mom: So you played all morning la?
Me: Actually it was kinda like I went to celebrate my birthday with my friends who wanted to celebrate it in the first place with me compared to you guys which just called home to wish me.
Mom: You were asleep la went I left the house.

The convo ended there because well there's no real proper comeback to my last statement.

Conversation 2

Mom: Your friend dunno how to bargain 1 la! He should've asked me "Aunty can we take your son out for 5 hours to celebrate his birthday?"
Mom: Like that I knock him down he still gets 4 hours! 4 hours a lot you know!!??

Kington: He good boy marh then it's not like bargaining was a very healthy thing to begin with. But I'm more surprised that even though you guys weren't going to do anything for my birthday you still capped him at 3 hours. A bit the gan right?
Mom: Blame your friend la for not knowing how to bargain lo.

Ganas sial. Never mind la Keong at least we did get away with something.....ehehehe....

I didn't feel like checking out the loot then so I just kept it till the next day.

The mailman came with a package from UK. With my name on it from my sister.

So with all the proper procedures my mom got to open it first and also got to go through all my presents first.

Whee?...

As usual the thing most parents say. "That shirt is ugly". No offense guys.

She also flipped open a random card and turned to me and asked me "Who's sarah??".
With my most defiant voice/mocking voice I said "Some hot chick"

Thanks Sarah.^^

Clockwise. In the plastic bag a shirt from O'Neil quicksilver wallet, a handmade card from Sarah and Henry, handmade card from Edwina, a card from the {BëLí-ĄñüŜ} gang and the package from uk from my sis.

My sister sent me Alpen Cereal bars!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!! I DAHM LIKE!!!!! Ok before you guys who pitched in and bought me all those things get jealous:

A) Alpen bars are the bomb

B) They cost a bomb

C) The package looked like the bomb
D) Mailing from the UK always costs a bomb.

Somehow you guys picked the right card for how I feel about all of you guys jumping out of the kitchen and scaring the balls off me.

Yeah I know when you guys opened the kitchen door I was already staring in that direction. But thats only because I react like an athlete sorry.

Anyway if you guys were wondering what the hell to get me in the first place I'll tell you now why it was so difficult to begin with.

a) I don't look like I have everything but you guys know I lack a lot of stuff
b) I seem as if I don't care if I AM missing all those stuff

Well the secret is I really only want few things. And they can't be bought.

Ah congratulations btw. You guys threw me my FIRST birthday party. Next time lets just go makan only la I'm happy enough like that.

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Mar-xha suggested I get a piercing for my birthday....where guys?

Yes I know it's the first time I've put a date as a blog title.

Let's see how many of you can figure out why.

Slept at 12:40.

Woke up at 6:40.

Groggily turn on handphone.

Curse at handphone with it's obscenely loud sms tone. Tries to go back to sleep. Curses handphone for spoiling a good night.

OK. WAKE UP TIME.

I empty my school bag and refill it with the day's necessities clothes la goggles la trunks and a towel.

It's Going Swimming With Khai Ming and The Crew Day.

Wheee.

Morning shadows.

Well actually going swimming with 2 guys sound shitty. So I called more people. Bloody penyu didn't want to come. Claimed willpower to do accounts.

So the suspects are...........

Su Ann is missing here coz she didn't come on that day.

Laura, Xin Dee and Trisha.

Always good to have the right company ^^.....hint hint....
We got there about 9:40 and Trisha and Xin Dee were just content to just talk talk by the pool side.....

So we got into the pool and started to swim.

Khai Ming embaressed us. Predictably.

After freezing for awhile and getting drilled by Khai Ming to swim Laura came.

Then Laura said coz she didn't bring any suit all of them didn't really want to swim.

So we got bullied by Khai Ming to keep going. And after awhile I got stubborn and refused to go so he gave up.

I was tired OK!!

Eventually we swam across the pool and checked out the girls which went to the kid's section.

Still dry. Shucks.

So we swam around and Khai Ming talked about swimming technique.

We checked again. Wet. HUH? So we joined them.

Guys stop drooling I know I said wet but thats just pool water. And they got in with their clothes on.

Ok compared to the bitching cold water in the mail pool. We have chilled water in the kid's pool. Ouch.

Then Group No.2 which is the original group who planned it all came. They get called group 2 cause they came late. Too bad.

After swimming and fooling around with the slide and stuff we went to shower and the guys played ping pong while the rest of us watched.

Then me and Su Ann hitched a ride home from Laura.

I walked to 7-11 after that and scooped up a Trophy ice cream. Had 4 slices of pizza for lunch.

Then took a nap shirtless because I had an inferno raging on my back. Sunburn. Like going to Australia and walking around shirtless during Summer. Crikey.

The rest of the day was pretty uninteresting so I'm just gonna leave it out but the begning was fun though.

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This post was done purely with the intention to irritate those that wanted to read about the surprise my friends gave me.

Thats coming in the next post.

I've got a cold.

Strong one.

Shit.

My face is bleeding.

I've just found some bad info.

But I'm so sick I don't feel any shock or anything upon finding out I just feel numb.

I can barely stand now because I don't have the energy and I'm supposed to go to Edwina's place later.

I've also got Pn Yap's tuition later.

So the best way to describe how I'm feeling now is somewhere between the music clip on the last post and "The Fray- Vienna".

I've been feeling pretty shitty recently so I haven't been putting up very good posts but here's another music video.

I'm only happy when it rains
I'm only happy when it's complicated
And though I know you can't appreciate it
I'm only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
I'm only happy when it rains

Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me

I'm only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad sad songs
I'm only happy when it rains

I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didn't accidentally tell you that
I'm only happy when it rains
You'll get the message by the time I'm through
When I complain about me and you
I'm only happy when it rains

Pour your misery down,
(pour your misery down on me)
Pour your misery down,
(pour your misery down on me)
Pour your misery down,
(pour your misery down on me)
Pour your misery down,
(pour your misery down on me)
Pour your misery down
You can keep me company as long as you don't care

I'm only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession
I'm riding high upon a deep depression
I'm only happy when it rains

(Pour some misery down on me)
I'm only happy when it rains
(Pour some misery down on me)
I'm only happy when it rains
(Pour some misery down on me)
I'm only happy when it rains
(Pour some misery down on me)
I'm only happy when it rains

(Pour some misery down on me)
(Pour some misery down on me)
(Pour some misery down on me)
(Pour some misery down on me)

I'm only happy when it rains
(Pour some misery down on me)
I'm only happy when it rains
(Pour some misery down on me)
I'm only happy when it rains
(Pour some misery down on me)
It didn't rain yesterday...shucks

Figure since I'm so far gone, oceans away,
I can lay my saber down today.
I miss the words I love the words, you did not say.
I miss the kiss you never gave away.

There goes the sun, oceans away
And days die young when you're gone and you're gone
There goes the sun, oceans away
And leaves the day for someone else

Honestly I thought that we could make it all the way,
Barefoot on beaches dancing against the gray.
But stone by stone the castle crumbled to the ground,
I stood and stared as you started to fall into the waves.

There goes the sun, oceans away
And days die young when you're gone and you're gone
There goes the sun, oceans away
And leaves the day for someone else

Here's to the man of your dreams.
I take it all in a box and make my way down to the shore,
Throw it in and begin to leave it to the waves.
Leave it to the waves.
Leave it to the waves.
Leave it to.........
Leave it to.........
The waves.......

Recently I broke my housekey's keyring.

And well home is where the heart is.

Does that mean I broke the keys to my heart?

I feel as if I have though those people that have never gained entry to me probably will never gain me until I fix my keyringless life.

It should be an omen I guess after all I broke it twice. I saw my keys fly everywhere. It was as if I was in my darkest moments again when I felt my heart break to dust scattering in the wind. At least this time I have special people around. Great people.

I can't feel anything anymore at the moment and food seems to lack taste to my toungue.

I guess it will be awhile till I'm fit to hunt again to breathe again to leap again but at least until then I have my friends out there.

Thank you very much.

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My performance in english seems to have sagged a little so I'm trying to practice here. And yeah my keyring really did break twice. I'm now using a keyring 5mm thick.

Remember the flooble box please people.

This is gonna be an awfully pointless post so I'm gonna at least use bombastic language.

ARISE my mind said with it's strong command my body heard it. ARISE yet it shouted again and I woke up turned the alarm off, it IS the weekend after all. Then my maid woke me up "kena vacum lantai lah"....Shucks.

I hauled my fatigued body from the floor and onto my mother's bed it was 8 am then and she was already at the gym. I left my body there and let my mind float around to possible worlds feeling every bit of the infinity sea that is the universe in my hike.

AWAKE AND ARISE FOR IT'S NO LONGER MORNING.

The strong pull of conciousness gripped me grudgingly I awoke to find the time saying 12. Ah.

I followed my sister dutifully to complete some errands in Atria. Then I filled myself on a light lunch and headed off for tuition. Feel a bit of the pull of the "voiceless men" there I felt myself sealing my mouth to hear the whispers.......and it paid off yet again.

Walking home in the smiling sun with it's flashy smile I felt heat building on my skin but yet i felt a fire building in my own heart about what I was to fullfill.

Later the day my family with the exception of my father supped in 1 utama where humans congregate daily to experience a whole myriad of feelings.

Before the end of it we had purchased ancient traditional cakes(mooncake) and we made our way home with our purchases.

But yet I had felt a poison taking ill of me from my innards.

Curse it all yet again I thought as I decanted my power and let it go. Although I had lost a good portion of my stamina I decided to settle some things online and educated my sister in the beauty of fear and the importance of constantly knowing where your enemies lurk (dota).

Before the night of my mind fell and the Endless Dream would visit me I sent a few messages bearing a very peculiar will which will direct something I've planned
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That night I received yet again more strange dreams about questions in my life and finally something came to me and started discussing my sins with me.........
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I woke up at 9 a large change from the previous day's late awakening.

I went to the toilet to brush my teeth and when I was done scrubbing I spat and I let it flow out of my mouth and I saw a swirl of red and white. I washed my mouth with water willed the bleeding to stop. I'm already well used to it anyway so my body will be able to handle it.

I cleaned the trappings of my feet which I wear daily to pursue my education (wash school shoes la). I changed the things that keep my family's water source pure.

And then it was off to see to an important matter.Security.

After a lot of mucking about with locks finally my sister educated me on the art of driving. In a nutshell.......F*** that clutch.

Then it was off to the kitchen to bake. Mixing, folding, molding lining all came together in an organized process to produce exquisite confectionaries.

When the deed was done I decided to go out and feel the wind beneath me. Even if I was on a 2 wheeled vehicle I could still feel myself at ease with the forces of the world.

Even though I travelled alone I felt my elements trailing behind me guiding me and whispering warnings which I couldn't hear.

When night fell again my phone once again became an avatar for my will. When Dream finally came to visit me he told me he had no stories for today and I would be able to rest easy for tonight.

OKAY!!!!!!!!

TIME TO ADRESS A PROBLEM HERE.

Well to whoever who reads this blog right..........please at least say something in the flooble chatterbox on the right over there because it's quite frustrating to have the flooble chatterbox get deleted for being inactive...MULTIPLE TIMES a year.

So thats all till I think of something else to blog about.

Anyway news report for all dj students and other schools to gloat.

We have to redo our paper 1 chem again people. Too many people were caught cheating.

They suck at cheating..........Belian rocks.........^^

As you all know Steve Irwin has passed away on Monday because he was stung by a simple stingray.

Well at least it's better than getting chewed by a croc and not being able to retrieve anything for the funeral......Crikey.....

Well here's some info on him from Wikipedia.

Stephen Robert Irwin (22 February 1962 – 4 September 2006), also known as the Crocodile Hunter, was an Australian naturalist, wildlife expert and television personality, best known for the television program The Crocodile Hunter, an unconventional wildlife documentary series broadcast worldwide and co-hosted with his wife Terri. He was also owner and operator of Australia Zoo, in Beerwah, Queensland, which was established by his wife along with his long time friend William Rollo.Irwin parlayed youthful experience as a crocodile trapper into an international television career, a feature film, and a series of accolades in Australia for his promotion of tourism and environmental awareness. Despite a macho image as a wrangler of large, dangerous animals, Irwin was a committed conservationist. Nevertheless, his cavalier showman's approach often drew criticism, especially an incident when he held his baby boy as he fed crocodiles at his zoo.On September 4, 2006, he was filming underwater documentary footage when a stingray that he was following closely extended its barb into his chest, resulting in his death.

Goodbye Steve Irwin.

Anyhoooooo if you've ever watched him in action on tv put a (tu) on you msn nick name.

Don't be a Jason and spoil the chain ^^.

Most of you people out don't take bio but I take bio and have a very happening tuition class out there even though it's only 4 students but here's some shots of the stuff we do.

This is another not for the weak of stomach post btw.

Salt crystal.nuff said.Syamsul and the prawn.......they don't get along.Small knife for the small fish.(the knife is as blunt as a brick)Big knife for a small fish. (cuts like a laser)Massacred prawn. Free Masons? nope the Free fish maybe.
Jack the Ripper also does fish.
Wow a fish can yawn.
Bellyaching?

The fish is finally ok.....for now.

All of it came from Terry Pratchett's "Going Postal".

"you're so crooked"
"you could walk through a corkscrew sideways"


"when you get that dangerous look in your eyes"
"and the word 'Friend' comes out of your mouth"
"it sounds a lot like the word 'Pal' coming out of"
"a guy in a alleyway offering you free cosmetic surgery"

"she said you weren't a complete arse"
"which is good"

"and she gave him a look which looked like she just found him adhering to the underside of her shoe"

"and how is the free hospital"
"some people don't die"

"He starts everyday with a quater pint of gin mixed with spirits of nitre, flour of sulphur, juniper and the juice of an onion. He says it clears the tubes."
"Good Heavens I'm sure it does. Does he smoke at all?"
"No-o. It looks more like steam."

"I heard if you fail to kill me after hanging me 3 times i'm free?"
"there's a reason they gave me the nickname 1 drop trooper"

"so would you prefer to work for me or do the 2 step sicily"
"i beg your pardon?"
"oh sorry i meant the hemp fandango"
(hemp= popular variety of rope stronger than jut)

After cheating a little I ended up with this.




I'M TOO YOUNG TO BE PAK LAH!!!!

After every good meal you need a good nap.

Checking out some old clothes.

My aunt planning my sister's next baking lesson.

We pretty much just ate and slept but before we came back to PJ we went to.........

THE ORIGINAL KLUANG COFFE STATION

The counter of the original kluang coffe station.

Dining*ahem* area.

Look at my uncle's eager face. ^^

The history cabinet of Kluang Railway Station Coffe. My dad pointed at the bottom right picture and said "My friend." O_O

Kaya bread and bun if you thought our mamaks made good toasted kaya bread eat this and you'll cry.

Ah the good old "kurang manis" sadly tak manis anymore la.

A good man who sure knows how to make it good!!

After that we headed to Yong Peng's peanut king shop. Nothing much but peanuts...

He's a king just like me. ^^

We got home about 9 and ate some hokkien noodles before going home.

I was just about to chill out then I remembered the following day was Monday. Suck ****.