syok sendiri can?: 2011

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

clowns and a bunny

Missed me?

Hahahah!

Anywayyy I was scribbling mindlessly one day.

And I showed Brian this.

Brian, my youngest bro.

And I asked if he could make this fellow out of plasticine.

A couple of hours later,

he came running to me with this.

Well, I find it cute.

Brian loves this PS game; Legend of Mana.

A few days later, I found a bunny on the table.

It was one of the monster pets you can keep in the game.

This.

Is.

Monster.

Baaahahahahahah!

Sunday, October 23, 2011

one obscene picture

This was a night ride.

On a lorry.

Three hooligans standing at the back waving hands and shouting in the wind.

Was a fun ride.

Papa hooligan was pumping petrol while three hooligan kids were jumping in the lorry.

In an entirely different occasion, this was a sunburn.

A really really bad burn.

Looks OK in the picture, ain't it?

No, it hurt like fuck.

Thanks to Port Dickson, Melaka, Pulau Perhentian and Pulau Redang sun.

All in less than a month.

Now THIS is something.

Something I'll only do once in my whole life.

Unless I'm desperate or something.

Padini Warehouse Sale.

INSANE.

But heyyy.

I got everything for RM5.

So I was still all smiles.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

muted

"Don't put your hopes too high. You'll get disappointed."

A stupid fella told this to me today. Funny, coz it almost felt as if he was talking about himself. And that fleeting pang of disappointment I felt. Please arr, it wasn't small.

I wonder what changed. How did you change?

Thing is, I welcome change. Change is good. If you change for the better, that is. Well if some changes are unavoidable, and it changes you for the worse, I really really hope it's only temporary.

This is me. If I love you enough, I would do more than enough for you. (I'm referring to people I love and care about in general) But if you think my doing more than enough for you is still not enough, I think you're taking me for granted.

Sometimes, I wish you can see all that's happening around you with your heart instead. Coz your head can't feel, idiot.

Monday, August 1, 2011

sunway medical centre

This goes way back in May.

Was at school with Johnny.

"Where to go for lunch???"

"Ming Tien? 666?"

(Our regular kopitiams at school)

"AGAIN? Sien laaaaa."

"Call Andy!"

*Calls Andy*

"Okay see you in 15."

*Hangs up*

"Where to eeeeeat???"

"..................."

"GO HOSPITAL LAA!"

"AWESOME!"

*Meets Andy*

"Where're we going?"

"Sunway Medical Centre."

"O.o"

Ahdoi.

Too long ago.

Can't remember much.

Hahahah!

Except Johnny wanting to break my bone so that I'd get admitted and

they'd get free lunch in a room all to themselves.

Where's the logic in that actually?

In the first cafeteria.

Tiny.

Andy was wearing his bro's jacket.

Looked good.

I love their stools.

Tiny.

And my nasi lemak was nice.

Wait.

Was I eating nasi lemak?

Don't look at Johnny.

Look at the guy behind Johnny.

**buff dude**

Our first round of food.

Look!

I had nasi lemak after all!

Bagus.

Memory's upgraded by 10 mb.

Got lost a bit finding for the other cafeteria.

So I asked a nurse for directions while the boys pretended to

study some educational cancer poster on the wall.

Andy in the BIGGER cafe.

**Andy APA JADI where're your eyes???**

**I see TWO sets of eyebrows instead!!**

More like very-clean-with-nice-furniture-and-separated-sections canteen.

Second round of food.

Warning: People who have stomach capacity smaller than Johnny's,

don't bother coming.

They serve in HUMUNGOUS DUNGOUS PORTIONS.

They're damn generous.

Johnny wanted lamb chop but it wasn't available that day.

After his plate of a lot of rice, a lot of vege and HALF A FISH,

he ordered another chicken chop.

Of course. Why not.

Then complained that his fish wasn't fresh, not tasty, the cook sucks,

but he's gonna eat it anyway coz he doesn't wanna waste.

BUT the chicken chop was AWESOME.

And we went back to school b.l.o.a.t.e.d.

*phew!*

So yeah, I recommend Sunway Medical Centre canteen for lunch.

Delicious and hygienic.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

boys

Woww.

I scrolled down and read the last few posts. Out of nine in the whole page, four of 'em are complaints. Omg what happened to my awesomeness??!?!? *blink blink*

Anyway, some random pieces of convo during tuition. Kids can be souuuuu amusing. Annoying, but amusing. Hahah!

Joachim is 10. Sheng is 11.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Me: Ok so do we use "haus" here or "dahaga"?

Joachim: Haus!

Me: Awesome!

Joachim: Yes! Coz earlier you said w *BURPS* S'cuse me. *looks at me, squinting* Heehee. Does it smell like mutton? *opens eyes* I ate mutton earlier.

Me: Joachim you're the most disgusting kid ever!

Joachim: No! You are! I'm awesome!

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

*after reading a passage together*

Me: So was the trip wonderful?

Sheng: No.

Me: Yes!

Sheng: *sighs* Yes. *rolls eyes*

Me: @#$#&$%# Ok now do number 5.

*at this point, he's very very bored*

Me: They went to two places. Where?

Sheng: Toilet. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!

*moodswing kao kao*

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Me: Can you please do number three?

Sheng: Go Langkawi.

Me: *ignores* Please do number three.

Sheng: Buy many chocolate.

Me: Chocolates. Do number three.

Sheng: Mummy buy wine.

Me: Bought. Do number three.

Sheng: Air Asia very small.

Me: Number three.

Sheng: Firefly bigger.

Me: Number three.

Sheng: Air Asia not nice wan.

Me: Number three.

Sheng: Firefly bigger.

Me: Number three.

Sheng: I saw Penang Bridge.

Me: Number three.

Sheng: On the plane.

Me: Number three.

Sheng: Number three.

Me: Yes, number three.

Sheng: NUMBER THREE NUMBER THREE NUMBER THREE NUMBER THREE NUMBER THREE NUMBER THREEEEEEE!!!!

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

*reads question*

Joachim: Gulungan remaja ialah..

Me: GULUNGAN HAHAHAH!

Joachim: Gulungan remaja ia..

Me: HAHAHAHAHAH!

Joachim: Yeah. Gulungan remaja.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Joachim: "Membanting tulang" is to work SO hard until the bone breaks.

Me: Joachim.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Joachim: "Masak akan perangai." This is like.. KNOWING WELL.

Me: Yeah? Yeah ok carry on.

Joachim: And cooking. And. And. And "fikir dengan memasak".

Me: Hahahah! What?

Joachim: Fikir *giggles* dengan memasak.

Me: Hahah! So you can only think while you're cooking right?

Joachim: NO hahahah! No. No, that's not what I meant.

Me: "Fikir dengan masak" meeeeans to thiiiiiiiink...??

Joachim: COOKINGLY.

Me: Hahahahahahahah!

Joachim: Stop laughing.

Me: IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH COOKING.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

So you roughly get the picture of my regular classes laa.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

eeeeee

Fucked.

One word describes it all.

How I feel.

All I do.

My life now.

Fucked.

AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!

I'm gonna run 10 rounds tomorrow.

Noooooo! I have meeting tomorrow.

I'm gonna run 15 rounds on Thursday.

Watch me run in circles.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

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BUT.

Then I see something inspiring.

Or hear a great news from somebody random.

:D :D

Or get a call from somebody totally unexpected.

:D :D :D

Or see some images somewhere that suddenly makes me just ooooooooze with ideas!

:D :D :D :D

Then oooooone stupid fly appears and *vung* *vuuung* *vung* *vung* all over me and I'm all