on Friday, December 29, 2006
at 12:00 PM


Well, too bad we didn't take any pictures. Coincidence had caught my HelloMoto out of battery, ordered my conscience to ignore my camera when leaving the house, and filled Jote's phone with nonsensical, space-consuming messages and other documents. So i'd just wanna mark this event in my diary so that when we grow wise and white, we remember what stupid things we did when we were dumb and black the fun, laughter, peace and joy we had experienced during our childhood days.

Sam and I arrived at a conclusion that we were charged guilty for adopting unproductive behaviour and experiencing boredom on a Thursday night. Surfing the snail-speed internet and hopelessly channel-surfing on the idiot box consumed our souls inside out till the last cold-hard neuron in us.

Nevertheless, we soon realized that factual reality sent us a message of motivation and determination, denying the catastrophic outcome if we were to resume our unproductive behaviour at home. Thus, we decided to engage an adventure into the Outside World of NightLightsAndCarCrashes nearby stalls across the bridge of Khazak Dum Jalan Damansara. Grouping with Hann Tsong, son of Nissan Teh-rano, Jote, son of Pro-Jon Wira, and Sam, son of Perodua Kelisam, we marched into the cold wars of sipping Coffee and Tea along with some supper snacks, one they call, "Mumtaj".


wtf.


Sam alarmed us with his announcement, inspired by the delicious and savoury dish with the name "Village Rice" but somehow they pronounce it as Nah-See-Go-Ring-Come-Pong. Aiyo so we went to Nasi Kandar opposite lah. then we eat there la. on the second floor la. then we ordered some drinks. and then we talked about random stuff. and then jon couldn't stop trying to remember one of his old friend's name, someone he bumped into, not recently. And then we paid our bill and then we walked to the car, and guess who we saw! Hun Yee, Chong, Chong's brother, Marck and Hui Xin!



This is my blog ok. I can do whatever i want with it. Including torturing you with my mundane mundane-ness.



Yeala basically The four of us are stupid. We left Kandar at, i dono, 12am, for Joan's house.


Go there you know do what?


TALK SHIT.



Until 3am.


And all hail to either one of them, Sam or Jote, who found "Taboo" lying around behind Joan's couch.


Bismillah, Hallelujah, Amitabha. Tak baliklah kami semua. All playing until 5am. and guess what. the climax of the story is, we were jokingly wanting to go for a jog at kiara.


We completed 5km in 33 minutes, ending at 6.40am thanks to coach Sam.


Other useless information may include:-
  • Singing through the 5km at 6 in the morning, greeting all the fellow folk passerbies at kiara
  • Going to each dude's house to change and get some shoes before the jog
  • Another mosin session after the jog
  • Having a jolly-good rest after a sleepless-jog
  • Having three other friends who think alike - locking the door, pretending not to be interested in the jog, and coming down in appropriate attire few mintus later
  • It's an FM TRANSMITTER. not an iTrip. just because it's white.
  • This post is boring the crapping mothercheebuying shit out of you
  • Two mornings ago i had another jog, and i didn't cool down properly, so my thighs were aching all the way, added with some hardcore rock climbing with Camp5 Chris, there goes my day.
  • Limping all the way to Curse of the Golden Flower two nights ago, I still hadn't healed till i finished yesterday's 5km morning jog with my fellow dumbasses.
  • Now i'm feeling good.
  • Good night.

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the drinking kristyn

on Wednesday, December 27, 2006
at 2:03 AM


The only person whom i can't imagine her doing what i can't imagine her doing.

Haha.


This is for SHOUTING OMG OMG OMG until i almost became half deaf.









geez.

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on Tuesday, December 26, 2006
at 4:44 PM


Happy Super Belated Birthday

to my dearest

ElisaMakMeiYuen.

xD

Dinner was at her place on the 22nd (sorry for the late posting, got caught up with lotsa nonsense), which, she initially intended to have the usual invite-em-over pop party, but her mom soon suggested strongly that she try a proper sit-down dinner gathering, invite a few friends, full course meal, with a little wine.

Well, Yes.

Spiced up with a formal dress code.

(The Yellow Bow tie with Belated Bday Girl)




I arrived a little... well... untimely.

jiberlanjiao when i reached home i rushed out of the taxi from klia, changed, unpacked to find my inhaler and Sony Bean and hand phone.

So you should be thankful i even made it. to teman you all the way till two in the morning.

RARH.


So we began with the dishes, which were spread out to 4, 5 dishes? Splendid dinner I'd say. Although... uhm.. well, no offence nor implications to Elisa's mom nor their caterer, but, the servings were... well, a little small. BUT HEY. WOW. so cool weih. we get to suffer in agony with everlasting hunger enjoy a full course meal at Elisa's Balinese house!

Firstly, I was relieved to be in time for the introductory snack (whatever you call it, starters, appetizers, breakfast, afternoon tea), which was toasted baguettes with.. uhh... uhm.. yeah. and stuff on top.

I know my English sucks okay. don't hafta drill it in. And yes, i know i'm not good at identifying food.

And below, is a crossaint (HEY AT LEAST I KNOW IT'S PRONOUNCED AS KROSONG) topped with chicken and... uhm.. and...

and..

uhh..

uhm..

yea. stuff on the side.

Okay fine you win. ish.


We soon approached the main course, where we had a lovely choice of a delicious cut of medium-well done steak sided with PO-TAH-TOES and not those TAY-TERS or PO-TAY-TOES. or some super salty, which i should have complained annoyingly about but didn't a cutlet of fresh and healthy cooked fish and brocolli.

We also enjoyed a scoop of sherbet mango along the way, which is believed to accelerate appetite and digestion, some might say.




And lastly came the dessert, portraying lovely warm colours of strawberries and biscuit with a little cream topping.

And Viola.

A formal sit-down dinner, at MakMeiYuen's Diners.

Too excited about my new christmas present, so enjoy the rest of the pictures. xD




















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i tapped a hobo cuz i keep it gangsta

on Sunday, December 24, 2006
at 9:43 PM


Found something cool.

I TAPPED A HOBO
CUZ I KEEP IT GANGSTA.
- jomi

YourBirthMonth.

January i kicked
Febuary i slapped
March i licked
April i bit
May i dreamed about
June i held
July i bitch slaped
August i kissed
September i made out with
October i slapped
November i fcuked
December i tapped


YourBirthDate.

1 sponge bob
2 my friends pants
3 myself
4 a cherry
5 a hobo
6 p diddy
7 you
8 your ass
9 my TRUE love
10 a banana
11 a monkey
12 my neighbor
13 a taco
14 a goat
15 a football player
16 a pickle
17 bigfoot
18 my boyfriend
19 a lezbian
20 a mexican
21 a ninJa
22 a fireman
23 a homo
24 a gangster
25 a 1000 people
26 a noodle
27 my best friends boyfriend/girlfriend
28 a sandwich
29 a sexy babe
30 my science teacher
31 my uncle


ColorOfYourShirt.

White cuz i keep it gangsta
Black cuz im sexy and i do what i want.
Pink cuz im in love
Yellow cuz the voices told me to.
Blue cuz i hate myself
Green cuz thats how i roll
Purple cuz i can
Gray cuz dat bitch took my taco
No shrit cuz someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange cuz das how i roll.
Red cuz i was high
Maroon cuz i was drunk.
Teal cuz it was illegal
Brown cuz im emo
Caramel cuz Charlie told me too.
Striped cuz ur mom said so


Repost this as "I..." or else you will
have bad luck for the next 17 years.

may_xd's friendster bulletin post. i thought it was quite cool. w00t

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on Sunday, December 17, 2006
at 6:49 PM


off to Bali from 18th - 22nd Dec.


Hope i'll be 'having fun'.


Catch yall soon.


Anything urgent, i'm roaming.


URGENT ONLY.



recipient pays for calls on roaming.

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exams finished

on Friday, December 15, 2006
at 12:57 PM


As the students of the Certified Accounting Technician programme prepare for the final exams, they endure nerve-wrecking stress, long-hard lectures and never-ending putdowns from their parents and teachers, at this point in life, not just to please their parents and lecturers, but also to persevere what they aspire for.



Persistency, Ketidakberputusasaan and Courage were the core values required by the course undertakers of this 12-month programme. Many had lost these values on the way, as they could not possess the strength of belief and the resistance against distractions.

As the final exams were nearing, the CAT students had realized the depleting time constraint put on them, as he felt the panic and adrenaline rising in him.

The final four papers where the toughest of the nine, portraying the skill and technicality requirements of a successful and academically-achieving Certified Accounting Technician. At the end of 2006, the CAT students shall be ready.

(just some cool pics from SyUC)



(Okay maybe not this one)

(Michelle pic msg-ed me and said "look! DAMANSARA UTAMA MILK!")

And on the morning of my last paper, i found my lucky charm.

A fat cat.

seriously dem fat.


And my last paper, in the exam hall.

sigh.

Oh father in Heaven...

for all the things that i have done...

for the trouble i have caused...

for all the mistakes...

forgive me...

for i have sinned and practised disobedience...

for i have rebelled and succumbed to unjust behaviour...

for i have wronged many actions...

LETMEPASSMYEXAMS!

(actually i wanted to see my change in hairstyle from before exams to after. haha now so lala jor. Xd)

Well, that's it for all the exam-talk, hope you've enjoyed the boring and monotonous elaborations of a student accountant.

_______________________________________

duprom2006

okayla i'll run through the pictures quickly. gotta go for my rock climbing!

(which i have been in ages.)

This is the car park lift at Rennaisance Hotel.

apparently Marxha looks damn appealling very pretty in her dress in this picture.

And you'd be asking, WHAT IS THAT?

haha more like. who.

The A-Levels Drama King.

Tsong changed from a t-shirt while driving.

And Jon took the wheel.

Some skilled drivers we have.

Jon said he was in this toilet somewhere, and he pasang flash on his camera.

*click*

all the taps and urinals flushed simultaneously.

(but apparently,)

MYTH BUSTED.

no flush.

The lovely

Chong&HunYee.

And the grande chandeliers!

(is that how you spell it)

So jinn and alvin arrived, and... oh.

Alvin.

your hair...

uhh..

GrewShorter.

xD

TheGateCrashers.

that's Kevin, Alvin, Tsong's head, Elisa, Pei Lin's head, Ernest, Jinn and Jon.

Yes Pei Lin was like

WOI JOMI YOU SEE LA THEY SAID WEAR FORMAL ABIT LAR.

Haha we went in jeans a t-shirt.

Xd



The trivia session seemed boringly sucky a little less amusing, so the participants took a chance to leave the hall to get some fresh air. And to Jote's advantage, he was is familiar with the form 5s this year, and there he was, having more fun with his f5 dudes, leaving his partners in crime (getkreshers) to rot in the corner.

I'm so gonna get Sarah to keel you.

Kidding la. xD


They've got the... uhh.. what do you call that thingo behind all of us... an arch.. yea whatever. they had a flowered-arch entrance, they had little pot bouquets on the tall tables, and more flowery decorations at the registration counter, and the...

Yea, basically Kevin took one.

Stupid Chinaman.

We occupied the last table at the back of the ballroom which wasn't set up. Wa so ngam got 9 people fit in that table. Eh nola. one table fit ten. hmm.

omg.

haha.

sorry Marxha.

There was something about this prom i hated didn't quite understand. When there were performers playing on stage, the hall full of people was actually a hall full of camwhoring and photographing. Everyone was walking around, engaged in their own chatter and excitement, ignoring the stage which, i found a little disrespectful for the live band.

I mean. come on la. Saujana's prom had everyone satisfactorily seated and comfortable, watching a performance on stage. I had dubbed the event to be a little irresponsive on the audience's side, but to my realizing suprise, at least they were seated.

Unlike saaarrrrmmmmmm proms.

Aiya okayla after the 300 of them come find me and scold me bomb my home.

See jae, that's what i meant by Seri Saujana students having good character. xD


We were so bored, (of course bored la, it's not your prom, you stupid dumbass promcrashers) that we played the table-tapping game. You know you know??? Everyone's right hand over the left hand of the person on your right. And the tapping goes clockwise! Double taps mean reverse the sequence, and a knock means skip the sequence!

Always remember. it goes clockwise. xD

So that was it, we joined the dancing, lepak-ed, acted cool, took pictures, and went home.

In ernest's car.

Whoa. what a mad driver.

Haha okayla you don't drive madly. Just. not too bad. But oh well practice makes perfect so once you have practiced alot, you would be perfect! and no one is perfect! so you would be no one!

Uhh.

Rite.

Piss off, Agnes Good night yall.

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