happy jesus birthday peoples.
anyways, i've set my blog music autoplay. its good, turn it off if it pisses you off,
New Years Eve gonna kick ass! to start off 2009 with a bang, im sourcing for a straight happening events from 31st morning till 1st Jan 09's night. so a whole day slumber and preps for 30th dec awaits. though the news tells us that 2009's gonna be the shittiest year (worst-erer than the great depression) but i think, fuck that, live your life.
personally i think if you save now, you live frugally later with some slight comfort..
if you spend now, with all the discounts and offers, you would like enjoy, reap benefits. you live frugally later but lived to tell that it what a great ride you had pre-recession, but at the same time.
apart from that, if everyone does the same, spending ails the market, shortening the recession and pain.
OH!! how lucky am i. i dont know. i think ive been quite lucky lately. should've went to 7-eleven to 4D' or genting casino to milk out the oppurtunity. hope it doesnt run out till cny!
oh, and i before i forget, happy holidays peoples.
Been to many places and houses. mostly relatives, work. bla bla. I feel socially challenged, BUT!
Turkey Turkey Turkey. its fooodie heaven stuffings. it sounds disgusting but whacked a whole turkey's stuffings (consist of herbs and spices, sausagey something, cheese and potato) leaving none for like 30 others. huhuh...
Logcakes also.
Why log? and why bunny and eggs?
Been visiting, and seen alot of babies lately. and ive noticed that if its the son, the son would look like the mother, and if its the daughter, the daughter looks like the father. right right??
maybe i came up with a breakthrough.
no wonder my sister looks hideous just like my dad. huhuh. but i dont look like either of my parents. why's that? :(
I am very fat now. and my fitness is at probably at its 11-year low. kinda like the recession. I when i look at the mirror, im like skinny and fat at the same time. how pathetic is that? plus! i sleep alot and everything is slooower.
So all along, if any of you guys that hates or despises me and would love to beat the living shit out of me, nows the chance. (: satisfaction guaranteed! you can like gang up on me, or try surprise attack. but no weapons! weapons are for pussies.
cant be fucked to do anything, and i cant do shit even if i did, it takes forever. hell, it takes forever even when i take a shit now.
ive watched that hancock movie in dvd. its a show where will smith was naturally 'endowed' since born by God - with superhuman powers and could like fly. hes known to be the only one of his kind. but whenever he tries to save something, he would accomplish it but leaving behind a wreck.. kinda like he does more harm than good. until one day he saved a PR executive. PR executive did his part by coaching and representing him. image consultant kinda thing. then one day, the PR guy brought Hancock over to his place for dinner. and then Hancock found the PR guys' wife intriguing for some reason, bla bla bla.. scenes and events later, shocking discovery turns out that the PR guy's wife is just like him - naturally 'endowed' by God. then then some cool scenes and shit. she told hancock that they are like angels, immortal human beings, God's insurance policy when shit happens. ahhh... just watch the show.
cool parts i liked was when john hancock was flying drunk to some rescue destination and nearly missed an incoming plane. and it had Ludacris's Move Bitch playing.
and and hancock was in prison and he shoved a guys head into another guys' ass. hoho so cool
it was cool but the plot is thin as ice. 3.75/5 not bad.
productive holidays pic.
thats all for now, im at balestier macs.
currently im looking at these. more i look at it the more i wets my pants.
http://www.motorauthority.com/edo-competition-creates-fashion-car-with-designer-christian-audigier.html
http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&f=23&t=245424&i=0
and currently im addicted to this song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c69dHQ9b69g
bengster..
happy holidays again.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
K.Hell, Malaysia
I am back. from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
Hohoho.. Thank God that i am back home still alive and in one piece. (would get more into that later). I was
A week before the trip i was dying to go there. But it took a few days in that city for me to be dying to get the fuck out of that place. It was hell. The buildings, the people, the toilets, the traffic, cars, the air - everything- is fucked up.
Everything there is in Bahasa Melayu. In fact, even the chinese there speaks MALAY more fluently than me
But to be fair, there are things that are remarkable worth mentioning.
To start of, traffic there is terrible.
But on better days, kilometres of open roads puts the higher gears to good use.
makes me happy.
Oh, and the cars there are compilation of dangerous and faulty parts. But its all about the function right?? There was one time where a scrappy pre-1990s Proton tried to race with some Mercedes-Benz on the highway. Man, i tell you, the noise of the engine is biblical.
Oh, and one thing i just have to bring up, Proton Sagas are the ugliest vehicle on Earth. Have you seen one of them?? Its disgusting. I choose my words carefully and having me to use exaggeration demands alot. But Proton Saga takes the fucking cake man. Jumping fucking eyesore that car defines the word fugly -and more. Besides being a mechanical-equivalent of an asthmatic mosquito on crutches, it just seems to me, that the creative team behind it must have designed with only a ruler. Worst thing is, the country is INFESTED with those ratty shitboxes roving around.
God saved us when Proton came up with a newer Saga with a design much much more tasteful than its predecessor.
Other than that,
Half-past eleven Mercedes.
Pimp my Ride KL would have so much episodes.
Even the facebook is in Bahasa Melayu. Had a little difficulty.
My lodging: Capitol Hotel. Its smack in the middle of luxury shopping and ganja.
You see this everywhere with a parking lot.
wah, i tell you ar!! you eat your nut break ar...
Menara Keck Sai. Hurhuhurhuhruhur
Click to zoom to observe plate initials
Some card.
The KLCC. It seems to me that i underestimated the hype of the KLCC. It was literally a big deal.
From afar.
Lo and Behold.
WAAAAAAH!! Its so high up. you'd get nose bleed.
Well i took alot of pics after this. Didnt know where it went. Well, I did alot of crazy shit for 3 nights.
Then one night, we were involved in a crash in KL. It was late at 1am and it was raining heavily. Our car was going straight on the main road, and suddenly a bread truck crosses over the junction without signalling. Jam-braked but tires yield to the very wet road. The car slide straight to the rear-side of the truck and toppled over.
We almost died.
too lazy to retell the incident again for the 2425th time. get facebook.
Fella who spoiled the night survived.
Next day pics:
In the balai polis trafik.
I like taking pics of messed up shit when im messed up. Pretty cool actually. Wrist-slitting is so not art. This is like new goth. *screech
In trauma and shit so deep, i didnt wanna get out of bed.
Their mosques are GARGANTUAN. I felt compelled to enter especially after the incident, but i didn't anyway.
So, the highlife continues.
The Karaoke KTV technology they have there are like space-age revolutionary man.
Hey you, Mr. Q
They have more green tea variants.
Supercheap. My diet there consist of Ramlee Specials, Egg plaster Canai's (its what they call prata over there) and Double Maggi Goreng.
Wooh. Heaven.
Rina works here.
Some guy taking pics of the teppanyaki guy.
Limited-edition.
Don't ask.
More fun on the following day.
THE AFTERMATH (plays greek opera):
Square room! wheres the square room?!
Greenbox
Blue Cube
Red Box
Baby Jesus. Hur hur!!
Merry Xmas. Tis a time to not be giving. Falalalalalalalala.
Recession woot woot!
I'm still recovering. Would be back with a better and more intelligent post.
Booty Luv + Freak
Hohoho.. Thank God that i am back home still alive and in one piece. (would get more into that later). I was
A week before the trip i was dying to go there. But it took a few days in that city for me to be dying to get the fuck out of that place. It was hell. The buildings, the people, the toilets, the traffic, cars, the air - everything- is fucked up.
Everything there is in Bahasa Melayu. In fact, even the chinese there speaks MALAY more fluently than me
But to be fair, there are things that are remarkable worth mentioning.
To start of, traffic there is terrible.
But on better days, kilometres of open roads puts the higher gears to good use.
makes me happy.
Oh, and the cars there are compilation of dangerous and faulty parts. But its all about the function right?? There was one time where a scrappy pre-1990s Proton tried to race with some Mercedes-Benz on the highway. Man, i tell you, the noise of the engine is biblical.
Oh, and one thing i just have to bring up, Proton Sagas are the ugliest vehicle on Earth. Have you seen one of them?? Its disgusting. I choose my words carefully and having me to use exaggeration demands alot. But Proton Saga takes the fucking cake man. Jumping fucking eyesore that car defines the word fugly -and more. Besides being a mechanical-equivalent of an asthmatic mosquito on crutches, it just seems to me, that the creative team behind it must have designed with only a ruler. Worst thing is, the country is INFESTED with those ratty shitboxes roving around.
God saved us when Proton came up with a newer Saga with a design much much more tasteful than its predecessor.
Other than that,
Half-past eleven Mercedes.
Pimp my Ride KL would have so much episodes.
Even the facebook is in Bahasa Melayu. Had a little difficulty.
My lodging: Capitol Hotel. Its smack in the middle of luxury shopping and ganja.
You see this everywhere with a parking lot.
wah, i tell you ar!! you eat your nut break ar...
Menara Keck Sai. Hurhuhurhuhruhur
Click to zoom to observe plate initials
Some card.
The KLCC. It seems to me that i underestimated the hype of the KLCC. It was literally a big deal.
From afar.
Lo and Behold.
WAAAAAAH!! Its so high up. you'd get nose bleed.
Well i took alot of pics after this. Didnt know where it went. Well, I did alot of crazy shit for 3 nights.
Then one night, we were involved in a crash in KL. It was late at 1am and it was raining heavily. Our car was going straight on the main road, and suddenly a bread truck crosses over the junction without signalling. Jam-braked but tires yield to the very wet road. The car slide straight to the rear-side of the truck and toppled over.
We almost died.
too lazy to retell the incident again for the 2425th time. get facebook.
Fella who spoiled the night survived.
Next day pics:
In the balai polis trafik.
I like taking pics of messed up shit when im messed up. Pretty cool actually. Wrist-slitting is so not art. This is like new goth. *screech
In trauma and shit so deep, i didnt wanna get out of bed.
Their mosques are GARGANTUAN. I felt compelled to enter especially after the incident, but i didn't anyway.
So, the highlife continues.
The Karaoke KTV technology they have there are like space-age revolutionary man.
Hey you, Mr. Q
They have more green tea variants.
Supercheap. My diet there consist of Ramlee Specials, Egg plaster Canai's (its what they call prata over there) and Double Maggi Goreng.
Wooh. Heaven.
Rina works here.
Some guy taking pics of the teppanyaki guy.
Limited-edition.
Don't ask.
More fun on the following day.
THE AFTERMATH (plays greek opera):
Square room! wheres the square room?!
Greenbox
Blue Cube
Red Box
Baby Jesus. Hur hur!!
Merry Xmas. Tis a time to not be giving. Falalalalalalalala.
Recession woot woot!
I'm still recovering. Would be back with a better and more intelligent post.
Booty Luv + Freak
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