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Fark.. I just feel like ranting today,yes.. the reason is none other than that is because the price of oil increase again! And kanasai.. RM0.30! I dont farking care what the govt. tell the people .. bla bla.. shit to justify the move… And.. damn, I feel like being treated as some kind of idiots when I heard this "Still, comparing our oil price to other ASEAN countries, ours still the cheapest." That’s the biggest bullshit I ever heard. It is farking not true! (It’s only partially true) Let me tell you why.. (although I’m sure most of you already know..) Let us take our neighbour for the comparison - SIngapore. We always have the impression that the living standards in Singapore is very high… everything very expensive.. but.. that’s not very true.. Ok, oil price in Singapore is SD 1.62, compare to Malaysia, RM 1.92. If we convert to US dollar, for sure oil price in Malaysia is farking cheap. But, taken into account the buying power in Singapore is far more higher than Malaysia, that RM1.92 is nothing!! An engineer in Singapore, just graduated, roughly.. will earn about SD 2.4k per month, compare to their friends in Malaysia, about RM2k. (Average ok.. don’t give me the shit Intel or Motorola give you RM2.4-2.6k, not everyone earning that much when they start to work.. for instance.. ME!) So, comparing the earning power for the same profession in both countries, Malaysian.. clearly losing behind..Simple maths, just say Mr A in Malaysia and Mr B in Singapore, both earning the same amount of money in their respective currency - RM200.00 / SD 200.00 salary. Mr A pays RM 192.00 for 100 litres of oil, left with RM 8 while Mr B pays SD 162 for the same 100 litres of oil, balance SD 38. I doubt Mr A can survive his day paying for his lunch and dinner with that RM 8, while Mr B can last for a week with that SD 38..  And, some more price of goods in Malaysia far more expensive than Singapore. In Singapore, a toothpaste cost you SD 3.00++, in Malaysia RM 6.00! That’s double what we pay with what we earn compare to our Singapore friends. Food, about the same, KL Rm 4 - 5, Singapore SD 4-5 also, but again.. we earn less than what they earn. So, what the ‘we are still the cheapest mean???" Fark la.. somemore, by logic, we are oil-producing country, we have cheaper labour compare to Singapore which dont have oil like us.. we are still that expensive!!!!!!!!!! Not just oil, damn.. if I want to compare… shirts.. dvds.. shoes.. all the basic necessities, comparing price of the goods - our salary, I can say it out loud.. our stuffs are faaaaaaaarkkiiiiing expensive!!!!!!!! Something must be wrong along the system..Ok, I’m not being unpatriotic here, bashing my own country, but I just can’t help it. I love my country (yeah.. Stallone style..) that’s why I care.. Those who never care are the parasites.. sitting quietly.. like puppets! So, to whom it may concern, please dont say out loud with your smelly mouth that our oil price is cheaper than other countries, technically it’s cheaper.. but actually it’s not. Fark you for treating me like an idiot! Even my little niece know that 1.92 is a bigger number than 1.62 Remember, I NO IDIOT!!!

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I watched TV3 Buletin Utama just now and I saw this this news ‘ Usaha Malaysia banteras cetak rompak dipuji.. bla bla.. ‘. Then this one one minister - KPDN-HEP if not mistaken, talked about it, apparently he was highlighting our government and authority efectiveness in curbing piracy. I was like.. WTF? Banteras? Dipuji? My ass.. Look around, it seems more pirated vcds available than before what to puji? I think the minister never go to pasar malam, take a stroll to the shopping complexes.. O-MAI-GOD!! He’s so not in this world. Oh yea, cost for MRR2 repairing work is estimated at 40 million. FORTY FARKING MILLION!! About 10 million USD! not rupiah!! We might as well build a new flyover..That’s a good way to spend money

  I was organising the files in my computer, and guess what.. I have changed a lot!! Let’s see..

1983 - 2 years old

1985 - 4 years old

1998 - Form 4 - class photo taking session

1999 - Form 5, photo taken before went for prayer gathering

2000 - 1st year, UTM Skudai, in front of cafeteria

2000 - after football match session.

2001 - showing off my ‘assets’

November 2001 - I forgot why I pose like that

Disember 2001 - Supper time.

July 2002 - Miri mari punya orang..

July 2003 - Pangkor Island, showing off my.. you know, it’s so obvious

August 2003 - Mooncake Festival

Disember 2003 - Langkawi

May 2004 - Esplanade Miri

Ogos 2004 - Air Papan

September 2004 - Mooncake Fest.

Disember 2004 - Allan’s bday

Disember 2004 - FKA night

March 2005 - After football match

March 2005 - Final year gathering

August 2005 - Convocation

August 2005 - Convocation

31 Disember 2005 - New Year Eve

21 February 2006 - Taken just now

Damn.. Physically.. I’m more horizontally challenged now! Farking fat and boroi compare to last time.. I need to do something, warghhh!! warghhhhh!!! Aku tak hansooommm lagi!!!!!! Sob.. sob.. sob…

Hi guys! I was browsing through the friends list in my friendster just now and man, how I miss those moments when I was studying! Haha! Reading some of the updates my old friends put in their friendster, reminds me of the sweet memories and nostalgic moments! Especially during the period of 1994-1999 in Kolej Bujang, Miri. I was staying in the hostel and really, it was fun! I really enjoyed my life back then. I learned a lot of things.. (bad and good things of course haha.. er.. more bad?? But I still turn out not so bad woh.. hahah!)

Let me share one of the incident that still make me smile everytime I think of it. It was in the year of 1995, I was 14, Form 2 student. This one night, (most probably Friday or Saturday night) as usual after the prep study, me and friends hanged out at the verandah, talking craps. I couldn’t remember exactly what were the topics, but it shouldn’t be other than girls! haha! Young and horny boys hanging out together, what to expect yea? So we were talking.. somebody mentioned about this new girl in the school, Form 1 student, let’s call her Miss C. She’s quite lookable.. attractive for a young girl.. (ceeeeeeeeehhhhhhhh!! hey, dont underestimate my taste for woman at that young age..kah kah kah!) And, there was this guy, our friend, (let’s call him AJ) (not same group with us) was having this some sort of relationship with her. (ala.. that time.. tulis tulis surat.. bla bla that kind of relationship la..understood?) And, damn we were kepoh that time! One of my friend suggested that we went to this AJ’s locker and dig out the love letters and read it for fun! It was about 1-2am in the morning at that time, and most of the people in the domitory already slept, left only few of us still awake. So we agreed to this brilliant plan.. and we sneaked into AJ’s room.

Jeng jeng jeng.. everyone was so excited.. moving in the dark ala ala rambo towards AJ’s bed. His locker was locked, and we assigned one of us to ‘take’ the keys from his pocket/under his pillow.. (we didn’t know..). As we closing in to the target slowly.. few of us was crawling on the floor! and others tip-toed to his bed. Reaching his bed, I still remembered I was hiding below the bed (AJ was sleeping on double decker bed) with another friend, one of us on the lookout, and the other 2 searching for the keys. Then suddenly… POOOOooOTTTT !!! Sounded like a bomb! The only sound at that time.. on that peaceful..quiet night.. Cilaka! My friend next to me farted! Cheebuy.. Another friend which was on the lookout started giggling.. And Mr. Farter just smiled.. Everyone was going to laugh.. but still holding out, because of the important mission keh keh keh! So, resuming our mission, I joined the other two looking for the keys.. damn this AJ where he put his keys! Just as we were busy looking for the keys, then again.. POOOoooT!!.. silence…. POooooooooooooottttt… Pooooooooottttt…. PoooooOOOOTTTT! The guys just couldnt stop farting!! We started laughing and scared of people hearing us, especially AJ, we ran out and laughed the hell out… HAHAHAHAHA! Mission failed..blame his lousy digestive system. Anyway, we still managed to read the letters later. That will be another story wink! wink!

Sorry if the story make you bored, I’m not a good story teller, maybe it’s not funny for you either, but for me.. it was damn funny…considering I was there, experienced it… The farting sounds.. sic. ahahahaha… For my friends, ex-Kolej Bujang, especially those who was on the mission that night, if you are reading this, drop me a message will ya! Miss you guys. Take care!

Be your own boss, feel like a boss, walk like a boss, fark like a boss, eat like boss, smell like a boss yeah! (lame.. alright.. :D)

Don’t cha wish your bf smell like me babeh..

Just came back from work. Damn, jammed like fark outside there. Everyday like this is driving me crazy. Hmm, maybe it’s not that bad after all. We can package this and promote it to the world! Maybe Tourism Malaysia or tour operators can promote Kl like this "Welcome to Kuala Lumpur! Experience yourself the magical moment trapped in the highway, streets and everywhere in KL! Truly amazing and mind blowing experience. Discounts for early birds! Book now!" Not bad, should try this out Malaysia Boleh bah! haha! Er, the reviews will be like "Kanasai! Only in KL you can get this farking licking good experience! Jammed everyday! Truly unbelieveable. Tak percaya? Ka - ki try lar (Experience it yourself)"

  Taken from my condo. Can the the cars crawling..wtf..

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Today is a sad day for me. My friend, 61 years old Pakcik Sarawak Tribune is dead, killed by some moronic apes. You know why? Because he reported a piece news which is deemed too ’sensitive’ for the readers to read. (Kinda like deja vu, remember that we always being told by bunch of baboons on some board on what movies we can watch, what type of songs we can listen to, and these baboons have this fetish - to chop chop and chop our movies, songs into unrecognised piles of shit? No wonder our movies and songs never grow up) Why can’t people try to understand that my friend, ST was trying do his job by reporting the facts, just like any true reporters/ journalists will do (maybe not those in this Bolehland). The only wrong thing maybe is that ST published the image/cartoon together with his report. Yes, the cartoon itself is offensive, but the action of publishing it for the sake of informing the readers what, which cartoon that we were talking is not. Any smart person who read that news by ST know that the intention is to inform, not to cause offence. Bleh, we are living in a so called free country, educated but somehow we are too dumb to understand, or we are just bunch ignorant apes. Enough said. Condolence to the family Sarawak Tribune. May you rest in peace, bro. get some chicks in heaven or hell

My line of work requires me to deal with the authorities quite often as I need to chase for approvals, submission status..’angkat angkat’ the fella.. make him/her happy (perform strip dance if forced to haha! :D) When we have few projects running, I’ll need to call them up. Typical conversations with them will be:

Scenario One :

Me : Hello, Selamat pagi, boleh sambungkan saya ke bahagian xxxx?

Operator : Encik tunggu sebentar..

Me : Ok.

En. A : Hello, Bahagian xxxx.

Me : Ya, selamat pagi encik, boleh saya bercakap dengan Tn. B?

En. A : Tunggu sebentar saya sambungkan.

Me : Ok. (waiting)

tut tut.. tut tut… tut tut tut tut tut tut… (the line goes off)

Me : Ma chee bye…

Scenario Two:

Early in the morning, about 8.30 like that..

Me : Hello, selamat pagi. Saya call dari perunding X, nak check status kelulusan pelan untuk projek tetuan Y, Pn.  D ada?

Pn. Z : Pn. D belum masuk lagi. Telefon balik nanti.

Me : Ok. Terima kasih

30 mins later,

Me : Hello, boleh saya bercakap dengan Pn. D?

Pn. H : Pn. D keluar sarapan. Baru je keluar

Me : Tak apa, saya call balik nanti.

Another 15 mins

Me : Hello, Boleh saya bercakap dengan Pn. D?

Pn. C : Pn. D sudah keluar inspection encik.

Me : …. Er, Ada contact no. dia tak? Handphone no?

Pn. C : Maaf encik. Kita tak ada. Encik boleh hubungi dia di talian ext. XXX

Me : Saya dah cuba call dia banyak kali, ada pegawai lain yang saya boleh refer?

Pn. C : Tak ada encik. Memang Pn. D saja jaga kawasan ni.

Me : Tak apa lah, saya telefon balik nanti.

Afternoon, after lunch,

Me : Hello, Pn. D ada?

En. K : Pn. D mc hari ni. Boleh telefon balik esok?

Me : cheebuy..! $#_$(X^^)_~!(*&)(0-!~

Yeah, it is damn frustrating trying to get hold of the officers. And they are farking outdated species which doesn’t own a mobile phone? (not that I believe that) Got few times, after trying the whole day, I couldn’t reach the officer, and the next day I called, the officer on leave, for 2 weeks. Pfftttt…. And nobody take over her work/file. And the client was chasing my butt off for his project status..

Wassup wassup guys.. San nin fai lok… (Happy Chinese New Year!!) I was back in hometown for CNY. It was great! After being away from home for almost one farking long year, the feeling of going back home is totally %*&4#9~!!! I took AirAsia back to Kuching on the 26/01. "Now Everybody Can Fly! " yeah.. but that was the worst flight I took so far, maybe the pilot just came out from the flying school. The plane landed and hit the ground hard and kinda ‘bounc ed’ few times before slowing down.. Cheebuy pilot.. thought he was on flight simulation kah!

Then from Kuching airport, took a taxi to the bus terminal. Omigod!! I don’t know Kuching taxi drivers so geng!! (Generalisation) The taxi I took was phenomenal.. Basically the only and useful skill that the driver has is to honk… honk… honk!!!  I observed his driving.. Hands on steering, both thumbs on the horn. Any cars that blocked his path, he just honkkkkkkkkked them!! Not suprised, less than 10 mins we reached 3rd mile bus terminal.  Man, the driver should drive for Malaysia, maybe partner up with Karamjit Singh.. power sial…Serious shit, the way that uncle handle the gears.. fuh.. zap.. zapp zapp… . Em, I also noticed that he loves to change gear..Memang kaki lumba pakcik ni..

It took me another 6 hours to reach my hometown (sounds like very ulu like that.. kekeke). And again, took a taxi to my house… met another taxi racer :D  This uncle also mempraktikkan the same techniques I saw in the Kuching taxi uncle before.. Honk Honk Honk.. Sharp corner no need brake, drifts in…ala Initial D weh..(melebih.. haha.. tak caya sudah) Wah, respect.. respect.. government or any racing associations.. or those Mencari Juara shows out there, should look into taxi drivers.. Less than a year, with serious training and funding (meh.. no need training pun boleh.. already geng!) we can compete in Formula 1 :D Alex Yong boleh ke tepi.. haha!

At last!!! Reached home Gembira dan syoknya!

View in front of my house..

Back home the main activities are :

Eat… sleep.. eat.. watch tv.. eat .. eat.. sleep.. watch tv.. watch tv.. eat.. sleep :D HAHAHAHA!

Yummy!

pretty sexy eh..

Tun Datuk Seri wishing you all Happy Chinese New Year! :D