Not Exactly a Model Material...

That night. alone at Aseania.

I took out my camera and snapped away.

Not bad for a 30-year old guy, rite?

Riiiiiiitttttttteeeee....

Malaysia Water Festival 2008 Has Ended... Phew!

Pix of Crazy People.

Everybody's gone gaga because of too much sun...

Brain over-heated...

Having your favorite shades imprinted on your face is no fun...

I OD-ed on Vitamin D and Sunscreen-Deficiency Syndrom.

Made a Few "New Friends" Ngeee...

My Baby is on silent Mode...

Slept Alone at Aseania... Hot Shower... A/C on lowest setting... Bliss!

Mr. Fairuz (Suara Pecah!), Ms. Sufina (nak "RELAI" katanya), Ms/Mdm/Ms Madonna "Jackson" John (kena gi X-RAY pinggang), Myself (Itam, suara pecah, akit lutut, sun-burned etc) all affected.

Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm...

What to say? So many things... But then again... Nobody's really reading this blog. How wrong... I learned today that some one is actually been following this blog... That, my friends make me think... I better becareful about what I type in here...

Anyway... Today was fun... I started work with my voice sounding like Macy Gray, then Louie Armstrong, then Itik Nila then Ramli Sarip and Macy Gray again... Sora takdak beb... Aiseh... Baca promo waterfest pun sora ala2 budak AF. Bengong tol... Dah la bulan ni aku kopak...

Tomolo got function summore... National Waterfest 2008. Guess who will be the MC for the Pantai Games? Saper lagi... Moi la! Mati la...

Abes keja, meeting plaks... I'm sad to say that my programs (Hollywood and Hit It Live) will no longer be aired starting this week. I will propose some other program (but it will take time to create a program and I dont really feel like creating anything at the moment, lantak la). Balik umah je terus londeh abis dengan niat suci murni nak membadak barang sejam dua... Last-last baru je tgh layan... Henpon munyik...

Cilakak siot... Wa kena april fool melalui telefon... My baby called soh bukak pintu.. katanya dia ada depan pintu... Nak kena la tu....

Anyway... I finished a big bottle of Ubat Batuk cap Kelapa Laut Afrika in one gulp.. I expected to get high and cure my throat... But nothing happened...

Then I went out and bought some asam jawa... Then I pikiaq to myself... Rajin sangatkah aku ini mau memerah dan membancuh air asam jawa ini? Hehehe... I singgah kedai and bought 5 bottles of tamarind juice. Esok jenuh diarrhea haku...

Then went back home la...

What happened just now inspired me to write this...

My relationship with that certain somebody is like Durian...

No... Not that it's stinky and illegal on planes and in hotels.

Durian... Not the siamese durian but the old fashioned traditional Malay Durian...

My relationship is like durian...

It's thorny and prickly... Hard to handle. Painful.

But inside it's nice... Considering the fact that durian is seasonal... But it's worth the wait...

Hehehe...

Only people who like durian will understand what's the fuss about durian...

Too much of durian will make you sick. No durian (if you're a durian fanatic) will make you go "Hmmm... When's durian season la... Teringin nak makan durian..."

OK. Tonight is durian season and I gorged myself on durian just now... Kah kah kah... Tajuk lagu yang "diubah sesuai sesuka hati mak bapak aku"...

Whitney Houston: All the durian that I Need/ I'm Your Durian Tonight/ I Will Always Love Durian/ Queen of the Durian/ Heartbreak Durian/ Could I have this Durian Forever?/ It's Not Right but it's Durian.

Madonna: Beautiful Durian/ Ray of Durian/ Durian to Remember/ Live to Durian/ Take a Durian/ Like a Durian/ La Isla Durian/ Substitute for Durian/ Express Your Durian/ Why's It So Hard to Durian/ Inside of My Durian/ This Used to be My Durian/ He's a Durian/ I'm Going Durian/ Durian is Surprisingly Good for You/ Another Durian, Another Hall/ Durian Fits Heaven

Roxette: (I could Never) Give Durian Up/ Dressed for Durian/ Sweet Durian, Sad Durian/ How Do You Durian?/ Durian-ride/ Durian Street/ You Don't Understand Durian/ I don't wanna get Durian/ Spending my Durian/ Fading like a Durian...

Sinead O'connor: Nothing Compares to Durian/ I am stretched on your Durian/ I Feel so Durian/ A Perfect Durian/ The Last day of Our Durian/ Three Durians/ Fire on Durian/ Black Boys on Durian/ Put Your Hands on my Durian

Obses bebeno pakcik ngan durian ni ek?

Haku dah gila dah... Baik aku tido... Sok pagi2 buta nak kena ada kat Pantai Chenang dah... Mati haku kalo tak jaga/ lambat jaga....

My baby bau busuk tapi comel...

q(*o*)p

Ngeee...

Busy Day... Got Plans to Get Busier... Voice Almost Gone... More Iced Water... More Ciggies... Please...

Me: Trying out the most expensive baju that I've bought with my own money in years...

A stageful of rich kids...

No matter what people say, I AM NOT STARING AT HER BOOBIES (tho they are nice boobies)!

Another one. Why is it when the ladies wear a low-cut dress gravity effects the eyes of the guy talking to them?

Bad la u guys... Actually I was helping this dear lady from Bolivia. Her camera got stuck when she wanted to snap my photo (reasons, UNKNOWN)

I'm Sharing Something Here...

Few painful moments in life compare to the heartbreak of discovering that we have been betrayed by the ones we love. And sometimes how we find out is the worst part of the discovery.

If love is an art, then so is the practice of finding devious ways to strike back at those who have betrayed us in love.

More simply, fear not the vengeful lover, a man's worst enemy is himself.

Very Much Needed: Some Pleasant Distraction.

Have you ever feel that you're losing grip of everything?

Feels like life is a slippery eel in a tub of soap water, trashing about while you're trying to hold it (for what ever reason, there is).

It's like baking a cake, you stir hard, you put all the best ingredient at the right measurement, then you take your chances in the oven. Sometimes the cake comes out superb, sometimes...


My baby's leaving me.

If that's true, then that's why I love my baby in the first place. A free spirit. Unaffected by outside influences. Unpredictable.

Life's never boring with my baby. If it's true.

If it's just a joke, it's gone too far... But I'll take that as a pleasant distraction as right now, my life is somewhat like this ____________________________________________________

Such a straight line.

Like calm weather before a storm.

I hope there's double rainbow on the sky when this ends.

I'm yearning to do something new, but too lazy to venture outside my comfort zone. This is bad.

Pix: Damn Huge Cicak (Tokay Gecko) Invaded My House A Few Nights Back.

This big-ass cicak is nippy... Seriously, never saw a cicak so prone to biting like this one. It's like a bulldog in cicak disguise. Siao... It barks like a puppy. It shits a motherload of shit the size of almonds... It's bluish gray with white and orange spots.

I'm Broke and a Little bit Peeved but I'm Happy... I Think.

I went back to my hometown, I brought back my mom, my sister and niece and nephew to Langkawi.

I'm broke. I did charity in SP. I'm broke. I was behaving like a good boy in SP. I'm broke. I dono la what happened (car repair exceeded my budget, not good in Maths... Never was...) I'm fookin' broke!

Anyway, I've endured a total house make-over (sighs) and raids on my tabung (sighs)... Took them for a ride on the Langkawi Cable Car... Got Pix... Got Vids (vids coming soon... Can't post em here now becos my mom will kill me if I do... Wait until She's back in SP lo...)

Me (keeping my cool walaupun dalam hati... Gayat siot!!!!)

Me on the suspension bridge... (still panicking becos later kena naik cable car to go down)

Me and my mom (dua-dua muka pucat... Hehehe...)

Rombongan Mak Cik Yah (from left to right... Nephew-Solihin, Niece-Shajarodtuddur, My Sis-Zuraidah, My Mom)

Today kena kerja plaks, lepas tu nak balik SP... Stay 2-3 hari...

Kopak... Camana nak buat lo? Nak mintak kat Abah, harus kena piat tinga (walaupun tak piat tinga... Malu wooo... dah umo 30 mintak duit kat abah... Mana nak letak muka?)

Sapa2 yang baca blog ni... Kalo nak buat donation... Sila mesej untuk account number... XXX after donation is optional... Kah kah kah... Yo-o-o la tu...

All the Mistakes I've Done... I'm Only Being Human

I've been here and unhappy, I've been there, I was unhappy too, so I moved.

I was happy here for a while, then I was unhappy again. So I decided to go back, to see if I could be happy there. I didn't find what I'm looking for. Then I decided to sit myself somewhere I'd feel safe, taking time to think. What am I looking for. I don't know.

So I continued looking. Here, there, everywhere. What I've found, I thought was the thing that I've been looking for. That was what I believed before I changed my mind. I'm still searching for my happiness.

Aren't we all?

Another Day... could've Been Better doh...

I'm abit annoyed with my life. The End.

Been Busy... So Many Things to Say... No Time to Write...

The 12th General Election was a nightmare during office hours...

8 March 2008 (Morning)

I woke up feeling refreshed at 8, left to work at 11, worked from 12pm-3pm.

Was sabotaged big time when during my working time the computer and printer was not working. Damn! Then went back but didn't sleep as I kena kerija lagi at 3 in the morning...

9 March 2008 (12.01 Midnight)

I listened to Ms. Lynn and Ms. Leos' session... They were cool. So I kena buat something hotter than what they did la...

2.15am
I arrived at the office.. Lepaking and showing off Mr. Lembu (my bantal bucuk at the office...)

06.05am
The show ended. It was hot... Had a great time with Mr. PKZ. Then we had breakfast with Ms. B(oss). it was sunday so it was supposed to be my off day. When I reached home, it was almost 8 in the morning (that's 24hrs without sleep for me)...

08.00 am
Because of it was a sunday and I was not supposed to work, I layan my DVDs la...

12.34pm
Was about to tarik selimut when the phone rang and Mr. Sugu called asking me to ganti someone at 3pm... Siao!

3pm
In my heart I was singing... La la la la.. Hari-hari kerja la...

7pm++
Reached home, parked my car then the phone rang... Ms CT Hanim and Ms. Ina Gomok ajak makan pizza... Since they ajak, they belanja... Pix...

Ms. Ina having breakfast for dinner... That's a Jumbo Sausage at Pizza Ria... It's big, thick and juicy (for a sausage). I always ordered this for breakfast. It's nice... But some how when she ordered that... It looked kinda sorta sexually-suggestive... Muahaha...

TAMAT!

11 march 2008.

10++pm

Had a guest at home... Watched DVD together, but cannot pay attention much to the guest nor the DVD, akit gigi siot! Last resort... Halau the guest and locked myself dalam toilet (I dont know why i locked myself in the toilet... I'm living alone... No point to lock the toilet... Duh~).

Smoke like mad, cannot tahan liao...

Someone said, toothache is even more painful than giving birth... i tak tau... Tak pernah give birth, no plans to do it... Physically not possible to do it... Muahaha... tapi I tau sakit gigi sakit hamat! Then.... Tada!

The cause of my pain these past few years... It would've set me back RM240 just to have some chick with a kinky chair to poke me with some needle, slice a bit of my gum and pluck it out...

I was in pain at that time, so the dentist would've said- No cannot cabut the gigi when sakit...

Fook it! I mean, why should I pull out my tooth when I'm not in pain??? I swallowed 2 pain-killer pills and some of "my secret recipe" and grabbed a pair of rusty pliers and pull it out ala2 the scene in Wild Thing.

I'm dumb-founded how something so small can cause so much pain...

Earlier today I met with an old friend... Not quite... But anyway... We chatted kat parking bawah rumah I.

He made me think about two things...

He said, it is cheaper on the long run to pay for sex rather than to maintain a spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend... Is that true?

I think, it doesn't matter what I think... Duh~

He also said, one will not be a homosexual when one have sex with a person from the same sex if there's money involved... Is that true?

Gasps, chokes, clears throat... I can't help myself but but to think-Is that an invitation?

I dono... But I remember a song by Meja... It's all about the money... It's all about the dum dum da di dum dum...

I'm going to bed... Night night world...

P/S: I didn't get the old restaurant on top of Gunung Raya (yet!). Some rich dude rented the whole area from LADA. But it's OK. Somehow something inside of my perfectly shaped head keeps on saying "It's just a delay... Not a denial... Be patient..." over and over again.

Remember what happened between My Baby and I? It's a case of "If you wish for something often enough, that thing will happen (so becareful what you wish for!!!)"

I'll be going out of this island very very soon... My court case's on the 18th, Larson's getting married (sighs) on the 15th. Most probably I'll be sending my car on the 15th, going back on the 16th. Duit lagi... Adusss...

In case some of the readers (I know there are quite a few text voyeours out there reading this) might have noticed... My posting is not as a personal as it used to be... Good... Because starting from now on... What happened behind closed door will remain behind closed door (even if the tingkap is open at that time...)

Muahaha... what to do? I lead and interesting life or so I like to think....

Fear factor

That's my dinner tonight. Fish and chips (changed the chips or fries to mashed potatoes as fries are oily and oil adds useless callories and fat to my diet tho).

It's not going to stay long inside my tummy as I am going to throw up shortly after eating it (puke break!)

And puke I did. Green, red, and yellow. Just Like traffic light.

RM9.90 for something to make me throw up.

Should've used my fingers to induce vomiting instead.

We all got to face our fears some time.

Anyway, I'm happy.

p/s: I have a pix of my puke inside the toilet bowl... But I'm too classy to post such classless pix.

A Day Well-Spent...

Shah came to Langkawi. With his fiance. I'm happy for him. Last time I remembered telling his parents when they asked me, when am I getting married? I'd always say- After Abang Jan kawen... Hmmm... Now that he's getting married, I can't use that lame excuse anymore.

I went makan with him and his fiance. She's cool. I had a good laugh when I spilled the beans on some of Mr. Shahs' habits to his fiance... He cubit-ed me under the table... SIAO! But seeing him so happy, it kinda makes me feel lonely. I guess. Because everybody seems to have somebody to love.

I only have myself.

I'm alone.

I only have myself to blame.

So I was feeling bored. I wanted to do something crazy. I called Ms. Mirinda and asked her out, but she was busy. It's OK.

Then I realised... Maybe Mad wanted to join... So I called her... I literally kidnapped Ms. madonna from the office and drove up Mount Raya. About 100 meters up, a big rat snake crossed the road... It was like 7-8 feet long. It was big. Too bad we didn't have the camera ready.

So we drove up there. We chatted. Idle chat. Nothing in particular. Just trying to forget. Then the song "Time" by Tommy Page was on the player... (Sighs)...

Anyway it was so cold up there. Mad is cool for a friend.

So before I get bored typing and you get bored reading...

Pix...

Me... Trying to be artistic with my point and shoot camera.

This is where I'm going to live. Hopefully, in the near future...

The reason why I want to stay there so badly... Nice view eh?


The smiling kidnap victim- Ms. Madonna John.

Me... Looking like somebody...

Me... Looking half-way like somebody and myself.

Me and my other baby.

Be thin by my birthday, or die trying right?

Lights... Lights... Lighter... Lighter... Flash...

Someone told me, I may be tough, for people who don't know me. I am cold. Unmoved. I don't care about people. True enough. I am being myself. After years of figuring it out for myself, I think I've found myself. I am me. Whatever that means.

You know who you really're when you're alone. No pretending. Just yourself. That's when the real you comes out from all what you created for the people around you. Just an illusion. Just a play. Nothing more. Nothing less.

I've been sad. I've been happy. I've felt complete. I've been empty. I cared. I don't give a damn anymore.

Me fresh from the office.

Me in the officewear that shocked the whole office.

Me in minimal clothing. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Reflection Time

People will never be satisfied. One can be alone and happy, but most of us chose to be with somebody. Happily attached or otherwise, that's a totally different matter. One can be thin and not loved, one can be fat and not loved too. One can be ugly and still find love, but in reality, it's hard for ugly people to find love. Good-looking people are not as lucky too.

One can be faithful and unhappy. One can be unfaithful but yet have a wonderful life at home. One can be surrounded by friends and still feel lonely. One can be alone and still feel complete.

From one end to the other. One can swing to and fro, back and forth and still end up swinging. It's all about being human, in a totally unpredictable world.

Whatever i'm doing, I do it for me.

Like a heart needs a beat... Its Nothing New...

CMYK Says You Are the Colors of My Days and Nights...

Mamat took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test! "mamat's Existing Situation- Willing and adaptable. Only at peace when closely attached to a person, group, or organization on a which reliance can be placed. mamat's Stress Sources The tenacity and strength of will necessary to contend with existing difficulties has become weakened. Feels overtaxed, worn out, and getting nowhere, but continues to stand his ground. He feels this adverse situation as an actual tangible pressure which is intolerable to him and from which he wants to escape, but he feels unable to make the necessary decision. mamat's Restrained Characteristics Feels listless, hemmed in, and anxious; considers that circumstances and forcing him to restrain his desires. Wants to avoid open conflict with others and to have peace and quiet. Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense. Sensitive and sentimental, but conceals this from all except those very close to him. mamat's Desired Objective Sets himself idealistic but illusory goals. Has been bitterly disappointed and turns his back on life in weary self-disgust. Wants to forget it all and recover in a comfortable, problem-free situation. mamat's Actual Problem The tensions induced by trying to cope with conditions which are really beyond his capabilities, or reserves of strength, have led to considerable anxiety and a sense of personal (but unadmitted) inadequacy. His inability to enforce his will causes him to over-react in stubborn defiance and by assigning to others all the blame for his own failures. Click here to read the rest of the results.

Of the BBQ Chicken and Buttered Rice Philosophy and The Truth

We all have our own problem. A few nights back Ms. Mirinda and I went to Papas' to try out some of his "famous" BBQ chicken with butter rice. It was good. It could be better, the chicken came out undercooked. It was tough to pick out the meat from the bones. So I asked it to be taken back to the kitchen. It arrived back with a second helping of rice on a new plate. Cooked to perfection.

So the lesson for that night was: Relationships are like BBQ Chicken, when it's undercooked, it's hard to separate the meat from the bones. Cook it well enough, even a slight stab with a fork or a knife will do the job. And dont forget, if you over cook it some more, you'll end up with something edible.

A test is a test, only when the chances of passing and failing is 50-50. Any outside influence favoring either turns it into something else.

If you push something away hard enough, long enough, often enough, it will soon go away.

It's amazing how many time you can get your heart broken, trampled, stabbed and not a visible scar showing.

I've waiting long enough. I've been pushed away often enough.

Scary Stuff...

If there are two MEs, the world will be a better place for myself.

One of me will be working while the other will be at home. Perhaps with my family.

If there are two MEs, I'd be cleaning my house, that'll make things easier and faster.

If there's two MEs, both will be working. Maybe one will do conty, while the other will do function. More money for me.

If there's two MEs, on the first day i realised there's more than one me, I'd scream "Oh my GOD! I've been cloned!"

Flash Back. Valentines Day

Me all dolled up and ready to run amok on stage for Love is Cinta Valetines' Night at Sheraton Langkawi Beach Resort.

Cute kan?

I sorta kinda look like my mom. Kah kah kah.

Me, from six in the morning until almost midnight. Penat giler.
Muka budak2 kelas depan says my cikgu friends.

Me, dengan comelnya posing ala2 anak Shrek.

Me again, lepas about 20 mins dalam bilik air, menyental muka penuh mekap. Dah lama tak buat modelling, lupa plaks betapa hazabnya menyental Creolan dari muka. Hehehe... Lepas ni, I terbungkang tido tak sedo apa2 dah until pagi. Best giler.

Post Valentines' at the Office...

I had a crazy day today. Got up early after a hard night ahem... entertaining people at Sheraton Langkawi Beach Resort. I practically borong habis the show. Muahaha... The magic's in the make-up babe (but that's a different story).

Then after waking up, showered up and went to the mechanics. Car's leaking engine oil. Menci tol! Then went makan with my baby. We ate at Kedai Hujung dunia. Got kari ayam kampung siot. Ada pedai ayam lagik. My baby kejam giler, dah la orang lama teringin nak makan pedai ayam. Time makan sambil tengah rancak nyembang ntah bila masa pedai ayamku my baby cilok. Kempunan ler.

Then hantar my baby balik, then went kerja lo. Kerja like usual. Routine liao. Busan tahap nak buat something totally crazy.

Dah habis kerja, maklum la, I kan AJK Keceriaan Pejabat, so bersosial dulu sebelum balik.

Time tengah sociallizing with kawan2 opis, I nampak something that caught my fancy atas meja Mr. Brahim... Pix (story continues below)...

That misterious thing. It's big (big compared to my wallet and lighter, but small je compared to... *Bleep)

This is how you pegang that thing just like a man. Mr. Khairul cakap... I macam ada experience je pegang that thing. Huh? What to do, I'm a fast learner.

Muka toya tengah cari idea nak menggila dalam opis. Baju Rotax Max (free), topi HM Aerospace (free jugak), Jeans RM19.90 kat Teo Soon Huat langkawi. Belt (ntah brape hinggit, listener kasik), anak seluar (RM29.90 for 3, dekat2 RM10 selai), Gelang (Labradorite RM80, Moonstone RM80, Garnet RM130)


Muka Jahat bila dah dapat idea. Tapi mangsa (Mr. Fazli) not co-operating. Dia dah tau sebab kecoh2.

Mangsa (Mr. Sugu Daddy) yang oblivious apa yang berlaku dibelakangnya.

Sakit perut tahan gelak dengan Mr. Khairul (juru kamera henpon aka tukang amik gamba).

Like the old arab saying- Life is like cucumber (or any hard, long thing of plant origin), today in your hands, tomorrow up your ass.

Hmmm... Hahaha....

Of Love and Long Dead Saint...

I dont care about the history behind the lore.

About some religion triumph over another or about roses and chocolates and gifts. About candlelight dinner or some cheesy romantic escapade for two.

About promises and all the "I love yous' ".

I celebrate tonight my love for my baby.

Yes. I've celebrated.

It's been a wonderful seven months together. Ups and downs. The laughter, the tears, the break-ups and make-ups. The slamming of the door, the pleading puppy-dog like text messages to come back. I'll remember it all. I hope this love will never end.

True love is like a ghost. Everybody talks about it, But not many has really seen it. I am among those who've seen it.

As for my friends, who are reading this (you know who you are!). What ever I did, good or bad, I love you all.

Loving ones friends is like sitting in front of the TV and being forced to watch their favorite movies. You have to watch it, but you dont have to like it.

We've been very patient, we've endured. I'm attached. Hopelessly in love with someone. Hope you (all of my single friends) will find someone who loves them, and who they'll love back (exactly in that order) dont be like yours truly here, I'm in love with someone who doesn't love me at the begining, who's still in denial about loving me at the moment- I'm masochistic!

Anyway, thank you baby for that lovely, unforgetable gift. I love you more than when I first saw you (as in saw you in THAT WAY kind of saw) seven months back.

All been said... Goodnight world.

Ms. Mirinda (she demam she said) and Me having pre-Valentines' Dinner @ Pizza Ria downstairs.

Ms. Mirinda (demam katanya) makan banyak siot!

Of Karma and the Rules of Attraction...

Faulty karma running full swing...

Do you believe in Karma? It's like what you give, you'll receive back. There's also the Law of Three. You do good, you do bad, you give, you'll get back three-fold.

Then there's the rules of Attraction. Not the movie you dummy. It's a good movie though. The rule says that if you want something often enough, bad enough, you'll get it. But becareful what you're wishing for.

It might come true but not as you expected it to be. You wish to be with someone. You get that someone, but that person might not love you the way you love him/her.

Something to Think About...

This is not about me.

Imagine two persons in love. One person loves the other more. And suddenly, one of them changed. Without warning. The other one set out to find out and found the reason why the other person changed. He/she's been sleeping with someone else.

Then imagne another couple. Both are quite in love with each other. They have their differences, but they love one another. Then the stress of life got to them. As a revenge, one of them went out to test the water and made out (making out means whatever things people do prior to sex, minus the sex) with someone he/she barely knew. He/she actually told his/her partner about this saying something like it's all your fault, if you hadn't hurt/ignore me in the first place, that'll never have happened.

What would one do in these kind of situations?

You be flexible? You stretch you patience until you finally gave out and break? Turn the other cheek, close your eyes and say "Anything, in the name of love"?

I'm too tired to think.

It's not about me anyway, so why should I care?

What I did today: Slept late last night (Am not telling what I did *Blush). Woke up early, prepared a hot bath for my baby, finish up the unfinished script for the 8th HM Aerospace Wing Presentation Ceremony. Dropped by the office. Printed the thing. MCed the function.

About the function. It all went smoothly. I always have this pre-notion about rich peoples' kids, but the guys are cool, respectful, which was totally unexpected. I joked, made people laugh, was quite popular with the parents, some actually came up to me, complementing me, made me blush. None actually asked for my contact number doh... So I'm not that good after all. Then I left without going to the luncheon. But the organizer must've hated me for the rates I'm charging them.

Stopped by the Bread Story to see Ms. Siti Hanim. Today's Little Desi's Birthday Celebration at Pantai Pasir Tengkorak (About 1 hour from Kuah- Where I live...). She said Mr. Hazani is coming back to Langkawi today and he'll be driving us there (what she didn't say was yours truly kena pickup him later at the Jetty... Dang... Traffic at the Jetty Point at 2pm was terrible!)

So I bought a hot dog and ate that in the car and drove home and do my favorite thing that I love most- Stripped naked and laid on the bed (simply- Paradise!) Then I made a mistake of sending a text message to Mr. Hazani saying that I'll be picking him up later, to which he replied he's arriving in 5 minutes, which means... I kena pakai baju balik, keluar and go pick him up right away. Isk!

So I went. Then we went to pick up Ms. Siti Hanim, then went back cos they want to mandi first. Then We picked up Ms. Ina and we went. In the car, I passed my time by staring at her (big) boobs shaking whenever Mr. Hazani hit uneven parts of the road. Then I'd announce how hard it shook in term of the richter scale. I know it's bad for me to make fun of other peoples' boobs but tt was fun.

Had a great time picking up people and dunking them into the sea without their consent. Muahaha... Victims were 2 McDs staff handling the birthday bash and of course Cik Ina Montel or maybe I should call her Cik Montel-ina as in Montelina?

Had great fun there tho I didn't mandi at all. I ate like a pig and slept all the way back to Kuah.

Now I am so damn tired. Called my baby to say hi (tanggungjawab kena jaga... Muahaha...)

Oh, yesterday I ran into someone who did something nasty to me a few years ago at the hotel.

So it was P.B.T. to the max. P.B.T. stands for Pay Back Time. As the classic saying goes "Revenge is a dish, best served cold".

Let's just say, what one can do to me, I can do much worst.

I'll Say... I Knew It...

December 30 2007- "My Other Baby" (That'll be Dat Fooking Rover) Broke Down.



December 31 2007- Sent "My Other Baby" to a mechanic to have it fixed. No rain in Langkawi from December 30 2007 -February 1 2008.



February 2 2008- Finally "My Other Baby" came out, looking shiny, polished, clean. Today it rained heavily for half an hour in Langkawi. Hmmm... Dah agak dah.


Argh... Asthma attack... Script for todays' rehearsal tak siap lagi, skrip konti for Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday tak siap lagi, the playlists, View Points, Malaysia Gemilang. Guling-guling atas lantai sambil meraung. Hehehe... Stereotipically over-acting (Erma Fatima+ Ogy Mat Daud rolled in one). Hehehe...

My Baby and I made peace liao. It's good to have someone I can really talk to. Azam tahun baru takmo gaduh2. But shit happens.

Kesian my baby. Wisdom tooth breaking out, shoulder-blade painful, back-pain and some other "injuries" in places that cannot be listed if here, if I want to keep this as 18U as possible. Hehehe...

From garang, segarang-garangnya, to manja, semanja-manjanya... Ngeee.. Enuff about my baby.

Anyway, I miss you lah "My Other Baby" :P

I miss you too, My baby.

Pix of "My Other Baby"

I know it's an old pix, will snap a photo of it to show its' true beauty later.

Looking for Something Real... In My Nightmare

Bored to death. Frustrated. Mostly Bored. Too much work. Too little motivation to do any of it. Not in the mood to clean the house. Not in the mood to meet someone new. Broke. Tired.

So melancholic. So polemic (whatever that means)...

Looking for Something Real

(Arousal is not intended with this partial nudity)

I found one.

I'm in love.

True to my horoscope, once this stupid crab finds someone or someones' toe that he likes, he'll hold on to him or her, even if it means losing a pair of claws or two.

If love is blind and falling in ove means being vulnerable, then I am, both blind and vulnerable at the moment. But only for that one person.

It's funny how I spent the day (more like two days of my off day) doing nothing. I was so depressed. I was mentally preparing for the worst that can happen between me and my baby.

I try to recall what really happened that day. Then I realised, all the pain that me and my baby were feeling at THAT particular moment doesn't mean anything.

Then I went out for a drink with Mr. Lee. It's been months since we last went out for a drink. So out we went to Saloma Cafe in Dataran Lang. Suprisingly, I was not hungry at all. So I ordered my drink(s) (dry season, drink more water and juices), and we chatted away.

Just two attached guys, talking, coping with problems, comparing notes (this one is not true lah!). We had a great time. Just to see an old friend and chatting like we used too. It seems that we're both been very busy lately. So much to chat about.

Then when I turned around (my crab senses was tingling all over, no shit!) I saw my baby driving pass. Once, twice. So I called my baby and suprisingly my baby answered my call. So, talk about turning a frown upside down (or issit the other way around? Not so expert when it comes to idioms anyway)...

Now, I think, what I've learned for these past few hectic days of my life is that. Everybody have their own personal definition of love. One maybe lucky in love while the other may not be so lucky.

So I'll settle down with this love, or what ever it really is with my baby.

For better or worst.

I spent the day infront of the computer learning new skill on Photoshop... The result...

In My Nightmare...