hello everybody……i’ve recently diverted my attention to my new blog at www.sheonhere.blogspot.com
please drop by that site once a while when you guys are free. this one will still be actively dormant, whatever that means….hahahaa….
see you guys in blogspot!
How was dinner?
Was the steak overdone?
As your hair drapes over my arm as you sleep,
I wonder,
How could I have made it better,
Did I love you enough today?
Did I brake too hard on the highway?
I like to sleep after you,
For reasons important to me,
So I know I am loving your naked soul,
So I know I am loving you as who I am,
As you lay like a baby in the crib of my arms,
When the world is reduced to only you and me.
I become your sentinel,
When the Milky Way takes over.
And you are the only existence in my eyes.
The innocence of love exudes,
Fears diminish,
And it feels like God himself is touching my heart.
It couldn’t feel much better,
I don’t want to go to heaven,
For I just want to stay in bed with you,
And let forever takes it course.
If a Doctor’s (Dr A) success rate for treatment of a fatal
disease is 97%, consistent for 3 years; the said Doctor had treated and cured
98 people, with one death this year.
Another Doctor (Dr B) is less successful; his probability of
curing is 50:50. He has 20 cured cases this year with no deaths.
You contracted the disease.
Would you go to Dr A, or Dr B?
A chic friend of mine (she’s gonna be so happy I just called her that) just became a lecturer in Sunway College! How cool is that? A college where all the latest fashion are paraded pompously and students drive cars with ground clearance as high as their dicks are long. I drive a 4WD, I think I should be quite welcomed in Sunway College!
The money is in Education now. And Education is business.
Tan Sri Butt Ugly ought to be shot in his head twice, once for his over the top pomposity, and once for his hypocrisy. He talked about first-world mentality, he talked about being radically different, he talked about bla….bla…bla…………. My brother signed up for its architectural course at a cost of two limbs, 1 eyeball, half a liver, 6pints of blood, and 1 ½ kidneys. And the arch students were made to have their classes in a storeroom! A STOREROOM!!! Now, talk about being thinking in first-world-mentality, that is almost as good as a Nigerian scam!
A Love Comedy ceases to be funny once you realized the story line is somewhat a re-enactment of your troubled past, and you are the loser, but instead of a brilliant twist of happily-ever-after to it like in the movie, your’s is fucked-up and you’ve gotta live with the trauma for the rest of your life.
Many things i should have known by now. Instead of being a teacher, far from being a student, i became a cadaver. I lay lifeless as others pry my innards for self enlightenment. I became a specimen on how a man should live his live; vis-a-vis, how a man should not live his life.
The light at the end of the tunnel is dimming. Sadly, i’m not motivated to run.
Nobody’s doing much good nowadays…the pertinent question in everybody’s mind is always "what’s in it for me?". I dont deny that I also have such a thought in my fickle mind, but………
Sometimes, just forget about what do you get in return. Stop your car by the roadside, and go help the tortoise cross the road.
People are sooo freaking ignorant. So fucking selfish. So horribly egocentrical… You know what habit really really ticks me off?……Littering!!! Why oh why cant malaysians see that malaysia is already soooo full of rubbish? On the streets and in the parliament?….I’ve seen people complaining about how dirty the malaysian streets are, but, next thing i know, that very same person flicks his cigarette butt to the ground…..talk about hypocrisy. There’s a river running across the place i stay in KL, guess what ppl do? Yeah, throw bags and bags of rubbish into it. Like, how stupidly stupid can those brainless people be? If i have a license to kill, those bastards are the first few to go. Cigarette pack, plastic packing, tissue, water bottle, etc……..malaysians have no shame at all littering these on the ground.
There was this furore against this sexist statement made by these two human-ape hybrids. First and foremost, why are these languages used in the parliament? Secondly, why are these human-ape cross breeds sitting in the parliament? Thirdly, why are these creatures, still being voted again and again, to have seats in the parliament?
First. It brings shame to my face, upon watching how our members of parliament behave in the ..err…parliament (Go look it up on Youtube). Members heckle and jeer in a most childish and un-gentlemanly manner. Hey bastards, c’mon, with all the datukships and tansriships and millions of ringgit you currs don’t deserve, at least show some proper behaviour in the public eye, can ah?! And i add herewith, my total disappointment of our non-malay politicians, GO FUCKING LEARN HOW TO SPEAK PROPER BAHASA!!! I reckon half the time the floor is quiet, is because the other MPs are trying to understand what the hell the cinapek politician was talking about.
Second. The crossbreds are in parliament, because they were voted into their respective seats, by genuinely stupid voters, or corrupted voters. Hey, an MP is suppose to be the voice of a particular area that he/she represents, logically, this person should be like either among the smartest, most eloquent, and most respected person in his community. However, these two currs had proved without a doubt, that they are stupid fools. So, what do they say about in the world of the blind, the one eyed man is king is probably true…..
Thirdly, hmmm…i think i’ve covered this above.
It is not a secret, that i did not vote our current administration into office. However, i must clarify that, it is not as simple as it seems. I am only just not a supporter of a Uni-lateral government. I don’t support a monopoly in authority. I don’t support racial politics. I don’t support racial segregation.
General Election is beckoning…….cast your votes smartly.
Coming up next…………Sexism……
Some old buddies got me out of retirement from competitive basketball recently……… To the uninitiated many, the reason I opted for a retirement off competitive basketball, was that i thought i have had let my body gone through too much torture and torment, wear and tear of my joints and ligaments had given me enough of sleepless nights………. Thanks buddies…..
One profound experience in my sporting days that really etched itself very deeply into my memory, was our Fitness Training back in…2002. Nobody, absolutely nobody including myself, would believe it if told them that i did 90 sit ups, 90 push-ups, 90 star crosses, while doing sprints across the basketball court in one session! That session, sent me crawling (quite literally) from the court to my motorcycle……
If you guys are familiar with the Blip Testing for Fitness Level, you will know that a difference in 1level on the Blip scale, is…eerr…….vast. After 3 months of sadistic fitness drill…….i increased my fitness level by 100%!!!! Not that i was very fit to start off with anyway….but still…….100%!!! Just to give an example, before the drill i couldnt last a full game without my coach having to alert the ambulance twice; but the new fitter me, could last a full 4quarters game without dropping dead!!
Fitness training rules!!!! (p/s: it really does if you have the ex-national hockey captain as your trainer)
Anybody here likes squash? I do, but i couldnt survive for long within the four walls. Its not rated as the 2nd most strenuous exercise (after rowing) for chicken feed! Its fast, its hard, its fun, and it kills you……gosh!! Give me a racquet anytime dude!
Those were the days, when booze and gourmet meals were not part of my diet…… now…..hahahaha……..(sigh…)..Now?…
Age is taking its toll on me bones and joints, and rapidly increasing it’s greed. I’m 26, but i always think that i’m already 30. My bio clock is ticking fast, and my self esteem is still hibernating. Shit, i’m suffering from midlife crisis at 26! Hahahahaha….
So now, since that i’m a self professed Aging Man…….i think i will try to age gracefully. Don’t you agree? So, its golf for me now, nothing beats the orgasmic pleasure of thrusting your balls straight to the hole up in the distance away from the bushes, from some perfectly executed strokes to your rod. Hmm…..something’s not right…..whatever…like i care..*smirks*…..
2308hours, sitting in my office with my loyal and able office guard staring strangely at me……..my first blog entry.
The decision to start with this entry is because I am so damn bored. Nothing seems to be happening around here in BM. There’s no ……..err……anything at all! The nearest cool and happening water hole is in Juru Autocity. But immediately after a happening nite, the drive back thru the kampungs sends me down to depression again.
I was sent here by my HQ to be the pioneer staff to kick-off a multibillion project thats gonna send the price of roti canai shooting up, and create more millionaire politicians that we don’t need at the first place. RM90million for renovation, and the roof still leaks, nobody got sacked, nobody got interrogated, only in Malaysia, only in Malaysia. Farce……the parliament is a farce…..I’ll discuss politics in my next entry….
Yeah, back to my ranting.
Friends keep telling me…."go club hopping in Penang island lar…..". It’s like suggesting a thirsty castaway to drink sea water. Never once, I enjoyed clubbing in Penang, not once. Bootleg liqour or extremely watered down booze, no crowd control, frequent bar fights, frequent bar raids, ahbengs/ahlians, lousy DJs..etc…. Clubbing in Penang?…I’d rather go milk my pet cockroach….
Sigh………………..
