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Predatators In A Shopping Mall

2010-07-04T00:01:00.012+08:00

Hope you all still remember the movie Snakes on a Plane.

I still remember reading somewhere when to expect snakes in your plane and the top tip was when you find Samuel L Jackson in business class. LOL!!

Back to my point of the post..Well my encounter today was close to that of snakes in a plane, only thing it wasn't in a plane and nor the snakes were involved. It was in a larger area, Dataran Pahlawan in Melaka to be exact and much more dangerous creature than the snakes, its the PREDATORS!!! From the movie made famous back in 1987 by Arnold Schwarzenegger.

A lot of people were terrified with these creatures suddenly appearing behind them.

The Predator on a escalator

The predator not too happy with me taking its photo and thus getting ready to attack me

It came closer, looked me in the eyes and walked off. Guess it saw another Arnold Schwarzenegger in me

But I had other ideas. Managed to stoop it in its tracks to take a picture with it. It fearfully obliged.

Check out the lase from its right eye getting ready to attack the photographer which is why the picture turned out so bad. The photographer was trembling with fear

I was wondering what in the hell these creatures were doing going up every floor in Dataran Pahlawan. That was until I reached the cinema and saw this

They were actually there to see their 'close relatives' in action in the new resurrected Predators film. But they went back disappointed because they were a week early for the screening of the film.

Blame it on the Japanese

2010-03-23T17:19:00.000+08:00

I know I have not been updating as much as I used to. Don't blame me. Let me tell you my side of the story.

Initially, after Deepavali, I was rotting in Melaka until the end of December. So I had nothing much to update on. Then on the 17th of December, I went for an interview to this Japanese company, MW and I was immediately offered a job there as a Procurement Engineer and was told to report for work the following week itself.

As all my stuffs were still stranded in my Sunway room, that weekend itself I had to rush to Sunway and pack all the things that I have been accumulating for the past 6years, throw them in whatever bags I can find, and bring them back to Melaka.

With such short notice, I didn't even manage to meet up with most of my friends there :-(

On the 22nd of December 2009, I reported for work and since that very day, I barely have time for myself.

My 'official' working hours are from 7.30am to 6.30pm except for Mondays and Wednesdays. I exempted this two days not because I get to go to work like most of the others do at 8am but on this two days, I must be at work by 6.30am.

BLODDY 6.30am!!! Get there for early morning meeting where the managing director will shout at everyone. Then we exercise in front of the company with employees from other companies looking and thinking, "what are those retards up to?"

And I usually come back from work after 8pm. In my appointment letter, it was clearly stated that I should work no more than 72 hours a week. Wonder if I can sue them.

By the time I get back from work, I will be totally exhausted. I only have time to take bath, eat , rest for bout an hour before I hit the bed at around 11pm. As a result i even gained some weight due to lack of exercise and sleeping straight after meal.

And to make matters worst, my current job description has got nothing to do with what have studied. People have already advised me to leave the company as soon as possible so that I won't forget my engineering stuffs.

And I took up their advise and started to look for a new job. And thank god I was called for an interview for this German company MU.

After 3 interviews within the company, I was offered the position of assembly engineer.

Well at least now my working hours are from 8.30am to 6.30pm unlike 6.30am to 6.30pm.

And I have also joined my new colleagues for futsal sessions as well. The best part, it was sponsored by the company.

Hopefully, I can get more time for myself and to update my blog more often.

Wish me luck on my new job.

Bye Bye Japan, Hello Germany..

The Unexpected Greeting

2009-10-23T21:09:00.010+08:00

This year, Deepavali was a little different from the previous few years. Ever since I left home to study in Taylor's then Monash, I have never had the privilege to come back home to celebrate this special day with my parents thanks to the smart people in Cambridge and Australia that insist on having exams during Deepavali.

Since I have graduated now, I was able to celebrate it with my loved ones. It was just like any other day I would say except for the oil bath and the shows shown in TV.

Every year my dad receives Deepavali greeting cards from his friends. Every year it is gradually decreasing as more people are opting for the call/sms method. As expected, a few greeting cards came after Deepavali the following Monday. As I was browsing through the envelopes, I found this:

What?! A greeting card for me?!!!

And I got excited. It is not always I get greeting cards you know. Some more can write my name just as in my identification card.

I removed the envelope,

Not a bad looking card eh..

I flipped open the card

Upon closer inspection

WHAT!!! The Melaka Ketua Menteri himself signed and sent me a greeting card?

Looking at the card, my dad became tak puas hati because I got a greeting card from a VIP and he didn't.

And so he did some Sherlock Holmes work and came to the conclusion that I received the card because I am a registered voter and I live in the area where the Ketua Menteri runs for election every 5 years. So you know where I am going rite? Or maybe he even knows who I voted for for the election last year around. Hehehe..

As I stared at the card longer, I burst into laughter. Wanna know why?

His signature is so funny...As though he hates his own self.

India

2009-10-14T14:00:00.005+08:00

A few weeks back I was in India visiting my relatives. For the uninformed, I am only the 2nd generation living in Malaysia and I have relatives everywhere I turn in India. Just for the record, I have relatives occupying a whole village in India. That is roughly 30 families all in the area of 100 meter squared

But that wasn't a problem for me. It was their lifestyle that I find very hard to adapt to. So to give you some hints on what I went through, I have compiled some facts about India that you will definitely not find in your itinerary when visiting India.

Kissing in public is strictly prohibited

In Malaysia, sometime you can get lucky and people won't notice it. But in India, people are everywhere and you better not push your luck. It is taboo there.

Pissing in public? Sure go ahead. Anywhere you like

Since toilets are very limited over there, you can see people answering nature's call like they have just got a call from their girlfriend/boyfriend.

Road usage

- They drive on the freaking wrong side of the road.

- The most important component in a vehicle is horn

They sound the horn for basically everything: overtaking, entering a corner, exiting a corner. Heck they even sound horn when they are nearing a railway track as though the train is going to slow down for them to pass.

- Priorities in road

1. Cows

If you bang a cow, there are a few possibilities that might occur
~ You die from the accident and the cow walks away as though nothing had happened.
~ Both the cow and you die from the accident.
~ The cow dies and you will be alive for a little longer before the cow owner comes and kill you

So no matter what happens, you will still die.

2. Goats

The same reasoning as the cows

3. Vehicles

It is like riot everyday. I have no idea how they can drive over there. I remember there was one time on the busy main road, we were looking for a landmark and we missed it. The driver just coolly makes a u-turn at the busy street. I as a passenger almost died from cardiac arrest.

4. Pedestrians

I'm guessing since the population there is overflowing, so the importance given to pedestrians is almost zero.

Toilets

Since for most people, the public is the toilet, public toilets are rare commodities over there. Even if you do find one, it will not be clean. Believe me, it was nightmare every time I went to these public toilets as they are dirty beyond imaginable. After thinking long and hard, I have decided not to post the picture of the toilet that I have got.

Now that you know something about India, I would like to wish Happy Holidays and enjoy your stay there to anyone who is intending on visiting India. I hope my guide gave you some insight about India to prepare you for the trip.

VANAKAM. WELCOME TO INDIA

Project Alpha

2009-10-12T01:50:00.016+08:00

Russell Peters once said (sounds like he's some big shot politician), "we (Indians) need the f******* deodorant".

How true!

Me being an Indian, am no different from others. Sweating has become part and parcel of me.

I sweat just as easy as 1,2,3. Yes..I am not kidding. Just say 1,2,3 and I am already perspiring and soon after expiring. That is how bad my sweating problem is.

I still remember a few months back when I used to walk to my university that is about a kilometer away from the place I stay, I would have been bathed in sweat by the time I reach my classroom.

Maybe they saw me entering their campus

Of course sweating is no comfort. My self esteem is affected *ahem* and I stink (I am sure some of my friends would say I stink all the time but that is so untrue).

It is not like I have not done anything to lessen the effect, it is just that nothing worked for me. Some worked but left white stains on my beloved football jerseys.

Looks as though I did something naughty with my clothes

Since I am into sports and sports apparels, I make it a habit to drop by any sports shops that I come across wherever whenever I go. That is when I saw this

The Adidas Action 3 Antiperspirant. It caught my attention because all that you can see in Adidas stores in Malaysia are some shirts and shoes. This was something different.

Out of curiosity, I bought one, the Adidas Action 3 Fresh for the price of RM16.90. I have to say, I am quite impressed with its design as well as performance so far.

If you compare to other deodorant available in the market, the price is not that cheap. But believe me, it makes up for the quality it delivers.

First of all, this is the first of its kind that does not have a cap/cover that goes along with the can. This allows people like me to just 'grab-n-spray' instead of 'grab-remove-spray-n-replace'. Now you know why I call myself slacker.

The spray knob can be pressed without much trouble or force and without smearing my fingers.

And it also claims that it will avoid any whitening stains on the clothes. So far I have not encountered any problem from using this. So it must be true.

I personally like the smell. Not too strong not too light. Just nice I would say.

I've always had this bad habit of doing the research after purchasing the product. Some regrettable and some not. I came back home and went online to check about this product and found out the ambassador for this product is none other than Petr Cech himself.

His advertisement cracked me up when he talks at the end of the ad.

Something that changed my life

2009-09-24T14:55:00.018+08:00

It never really occurred to me how important a graduation carries until the date of 5th Sept 2009, where I walked (more like rushed -shd have taken 'how to walk macho' crash course with Vj) to the stage to receive my scroll from the hands of Monash Chancellor.

It was the most memorable and proud moment in my life thus far. After more than 17 years enduring the education system in Malaysia, it was a token to appreciate the hard work that I have put into becoming who I am today.

Of course I wouldn't have reached this far without the help of my parents, lovely sister and great friends who have been there for me when I need them most. You know who you are. For that I am truly grateful.

It also hit me that I am no longer a student. Its a different ball game from now on. I am stepping foot into a different world, the working world (hopefully someone will be there to hire me).

Till I get a new job, I plan to cherish this graduation moment.

Operasi buang topi

Don't ask me what is Zhou doing behind me

I wonder where I left my certificate?

More Than Just Music

2009-08-10T02:16:00.012+08:00

*Since I have a few friends who check this blog at their workplace, the following post is NSFW (Not Safe for Work)*

When I was a kid growing up (Yes..I have stopped growing..at least in height), I listen to Hip Hop musics a lot. And Hip Hop songs are so famous for the vulgarity as well as the hot chicks shaking what they're momma gave them. Due to that reasons, i have gotten the wrath of my parents countless of times, even till now. Whenever I watch these songs being played in the TV, my mom will go like, "I am so going to discontinue this Astro package (referring to the variety package)!!". Well let's just say that my mom has a very good sense of humor.

Hip Hop is not only about vulgar lyrics and hot girls. When you do/can catch the lyrics, they have very good message embedded in it.

Hip Hop acts as a catalyst in giving children the early form of education especially to us, males. No I am not making this up. I have evidence to back my statement.

For example, the latest Pitbull song teaches you how to count not only in English but also in Spanish. How good is that? You get to learn to count in 2 different languages!

Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas teaches not only to count backwardsbut also spell out words such as delicious, tasty and her own name Fergie. To catch you off guard, Will-i-am purposely spells the word tasty as T-A-S-T-E-Y to see if you are really paying attention and learning something.

To the parents out there, do not deprive your children of these early precious education Hip Hop has to offer. And if your children do not have any interest in studying, do not bore them with the lectures such as, "You can have a lot of money when you study hard now". Just show them this video and see how pumped up they are to study and excel in life.

My favourite rapper, Kanye West has even identified that all studies and no play is ain't gonna do any good. So he came up with this song to encourage not only children but everyone to keep fit.

So to the parents out there, don't get angry when your children is indulged into Hip Hop. They are just looking for the spark to enlighten them. So do encourage them to watch and hear more Hip Hop songs. The I love you, you love me is so outdated, you have to be on par with what music has to offer to the growth of your children.

I especially like the way he teaches summation of numbers in this video.

Mach 3 Turbo Vs Quattro Titanium

2009-08-09T03:07:00.000+08:00

Hair on my body and face (except on my head) grows exceptionally fast.

Although I am quite lazy to shave as often, I am being forced to do so at these times when I am hunting for a job to at least look presentable in front of the people who might turn out to be my next employer or even people who might help to get me a job.

All these years, I have relied on my trustworthy Gillette Mach 3 Turbo to perform the heavy duty of trimming and shaving my facial hair.

I think when I bought it 4 year back, I paid about RM25 for it and now it only cost about RM18 and comes in two different colors, blue and red. The cartridges are killer though. Cost a whooping RM35 for a packet of four.

In terms of design, it has 3blades and the green strip at the top turns white after a few uses indicating it is time to change those blunt blades.

I am currently back in Melaka and I have forgotten to bring my Gillette back with me. So I bought myself a new one. Only this time, I wanted to try out something different. My attention was caught while I was browsing through the men grooming section in Jaya Jusco. It is called Schick Quattro Titanium.

Sounds really cool right?
Well the price was about the same as the Turbo but a packet of 4 cartridges costs only RM25. The thing that really caught my attention was that it has 5 TITANIUM blades. 4 at the front and another at the backside for precision shaving on sideburns and goatees. Sounds like you going to slaughter rather than shaving with those Titanium blades.

After all, I am an Indian and immediately the Indian in me was telling, "more blades means MUST be better."

More blades does not mean I am going to end up like this

So having 5 blades really any better than just 3?

In terms of comfort, I think the Mach 3 does a better job than the Quattro. Even a brand new set of Quattro can cause a slight pain when shaving. Not sure why though. Its either the Titanium blades is really useless or my facial hair is super strong. I am thinking it is because the Mach 3 has blades that are more flexible and is designed in such a way that it mimics the contour of your face when shaving. Quatrro lacks a little in this department.

As for the shaving itself, both the blades perform almost identically. Despite the Quattro having 1 extra blade at the front, it is of no use when compared to the power of Turbo. But the 1 extra blade on the backside is really useful. It makes it easier for me to shape my sideburns more easily.

There was one major flaw that really turned me off while using Quattro. You see from the picture above, the cartridge of a Gillette and a Schick are almost of the same size. That means the blades of the Quattro are more closely packed. This causes hair build up in between the blades and these things are impossible to be removed. As you use it more often, the hair just keep clogging and as a result, shaving causes agonizing pain as though someone is using a pair of tweezers to pull your hair out.

Less cycle means more money spent on buying the replacement cartridges. A Mach 3 cartridge can give me maximum 5 to 6 shaves while the Quattro only gives maximum 4.

To sum it all up, saraslacker's weapon of choice is still Gillette's Mach 3 Turbo. This also proves me and my Indian mentality wrong that more blades = better.

Think of it this way, when you do cut yourself while shaving, you have one less blade to worry about.

Just don't ask your wife/girlfriend to shave you

United in Malaysia

2009-08-01T12:56:00.021+08:00

No I am not going to talk about Malaysian politics but instead I'm going to talk about Manchester United's pre-season tour to Asia. I know you might complain that I am outdated and bla bla bla..but I've got nothing much to update besides this.

Well most of you know that on the build up to this tour, various competitions were held throughout Malaysia and the most attractive competition that got every Man Utd fan salivating is this

And all you have to do is fill up this form below and send it them

Just in case you don't know how the competition works, after you submit the form, if your slogan is catchy enough, the Hitz.fm DJs will give you a call and you are expected to answer most Manchester United related questions correct within 30seconds. When the competition ends and if you are among the top 3 with the most correct answers, you will be invited to the Hitz.fm studio with the morning crew to answer more Man Utd trivia questions and then commentate on the 'imaginary' Malaysia XI vs Man Utd match. The person with the most correct answers and best commentary gets to follow the Man Utd team wherever they go during their stay in Malaysia. How cool is that!!

Although the age was a major stumbling block for me to enter the competition, I just tried my luck. No harm in trying since I've always been quite lucky when it comes to joining Hitz.fm competitions.

And so I filled up the form and just in case you were wondering, I did not lie on my age nor my IC number. When it comes to slogan I suck big time. I always can't think of anything creative. Although there were 300 characters given to complete the slogan, I figured slogans are supposed to be short, creative and catchy. So I just simply typed what came to my mind and it was something like this

Nike and Manchester United form the ultimate partnership because both are best in the business.

Okay go on..laugh all you want..I know it sounds lame.

When I clicked the submit button, it said an error had occured and asked me to try again after a few minutes. I already had my doubts as I was thinking the form got rejected because I did not meet the age criteria. So I tried again and the same error message popped up.

Dejected, I gave up on the competition.

On 10th 0f July 2009, Friday night at about 11.20pm, when I was walking in my house in my boxers thinking what to eat, my phone rang. It was a Selangor number. I picked it up and it was Adam C from Hitz.fm on the line telling me I was chosen to compete for the Nike Reporter Competition and I was the last contestant chosen. Overjoyed and at the same time totally unprepared for the questions that they are going to ask me. Nevertheless, I managed to answer 5 out 6 questions correct but Adam told me I am unlikely to be in the top 3. I will get a Nike goodie bag instead for my participation (which have yet to arrive).

Can't really complain as I wasn't really expecting my form to be entertained in the first place since I did not fit into the age range and I wrote a lame slogan. It turned out my slogan was not so lame after all..

I went up to Sunway on the 16th and on the 17th Man Utd landed in Malaysia where they stayed in Mandarin Oriental Hotel. That very day, Indonesia was rocked by the bombings at Ritz-Charlton Hotel and JW Marriot Hotel, one of which Man Utd were scheduled to stay during their tour there. Immidietly, United's official website announced that they are cancelling their trip to Indonesia fearing for terrorist attacks.

Su Ann called me on that morning asking me if I wanted to join them to follow the United team around KL. I agreed and together with Wai Kit, Jon, Aaron Raj and Syaza, we headed to the KLCC park where Nike futsal competition was being held. There we saw

From left: Darren Fletcher, Darron Gibson, Nani and Rio Ferdinand

They were sitting merely a few meters away from us. They played an exhibition match with the winners of the tournament. Here are some more pics form that event

Adam C, host for the event

Me, Su Ann and Wai Kit before the event

Syaza said I looked like some football coach in this

Goofing around after the event. Jon in black polo T while Aaron is in England jersey.

Walking back to carpark. Syaza is the one beside Su Ann.

After a short rest, we headed to Bukit Jalil stadium to watch the team's training session. By the time we reach there, the session has already started.

On the 18th, Alex joined the group and we reached Bukit Jalil at 2pm. By then it was already packed with people. We had fun taking pictures and doing the mexican wave around the stadium and booing others who dare to turn up with rivals jersey such as Liverpool, Chelsea and even Barcelona. The Barcelona fan supposedly took off his jersey after being booed countless times.
There was also an Arsenal fan but fortunately for him he didn't turn up in the colors of the gunners.

Aaron acting as though he just attended an Arsenal match. Check out Su Ann's hand at the side

As I have yet to recieve any pics from my friend yet, I will upload the matchday pics later..

United won the match by 3-2 but Malaysia gave United a run for their money. I'd have to say for both of Malaysia's goal, luck played a huge part in it. Rooney and Nani scored in the first half while Owen scored the winning goal on his debut. Both Malaysia's goals came from Mohammed Amri Yahyah.

After the match, United's website announced that a second match with the Malaysian XI is scheduled on Monday to replace the cancelled Indonesian game. But since none of my friends wanted to go, I didn't attend the match.

Overall, it was a very memorable experience. I am glad I went for the KLCC Futsal Tournament as I managed to get a close up on some of the stars of Man Utd. This whole experience is like a warm up before I head to Old Trafford to watch United play again..one day..

Bitter Sweet V 2.0

2009-07-12T16:28:00.017+08:00

As promised this is the second version of bitter sweet.

My classmates and I have been planning a BBQ by the beach for quite some time and we decided to have it straight after the exams on the 1st of July 2009. The venue selected was Port Dickson beach. Not the best, but nonetheless, a beach it was. With the juniors included, there were 20 people turned up for the BBQ.

Myself and Jason, as the organizers of the event, was given the task to buy all the necessary items and foods. In the morning on that day, Jason Ng, Pang (from electrical) and Alex went off to Giant in Pyramid to buy all the stuffs and then meet up at Vj's place to marinate the chickens.

We left our backpacks (3 in total as for Alex, his Oakley was all he needs for the trip) in the boot of Jason's car and went off for about 40minutes. And when we came back, all our bags were missing. BLOODY MISSING!!! On closer inspection, we realized the keyhole to the boot was jammed by a screwdriver or some sort to open the boot and the bugger took all our bags. The worst 'mangsa kejadian' was Pang as he lost his Zara shoes and a few clothes as he was planning on another trip after the BBQ with his classmates. I lost a number of things, which includes

1. My Nike backpack which served me well during all those trips for four years
2. The towel that was bought by special someone
3. My external HDD with my collection of 'stuffs'
4. My crappy MP4 player with very good SONY earphones (I really liked this earphones because it was the only one that can fit into my ears as it has the silicone type ear buds)
5. My house keys

I was just glad I didn't bring my PSP along that time.

Since we parked in the old wing, which was supposed to be the in the vicinity Sunway Resort Hotel parking, we reported to them but they, in turn led us to the Sunway Pyramid Parking Helpdesk. Although the people at the helpdesk were not in charge for these kinda incidents, they were willing to help us and showed us some CCTV footage but to no avail. What is lost is lost and nothing we could do about it. The plan must go on. And so we headed to Vj's house. Throughout the journey, Jason was constantly apologizing for what had happened but it was not his fault at all. So no need feel guilty my friend. Moral of the story: Park in new wing or bring your bags with you all the time or better still, be like Alex, act macho and don't bring anything at all except your Oakleys (that's very important).

We dropped Alex back in Uni as he with his CFBC (Carol Fan Boy Club) members wanted to leave for Seremban early to hang out with TPK before us and taste the ~~pantat~~ tantat there.

After marinating and loading all the stuffs onto the car, we gathered in Uni to wait for others and left for PD at around 3plus and reached PD at around 5pm. Had a small kicabout around the beach and soon it was time to set up the BBQ pits ans get the party started.

We bought chickens, burger patties, hot dogs, marshmallows, crab sticks, fish balls, 10 bottles of soft drinks and a few packets of Twisties. We managed to gulp down everything except for the Twisties. My personal favorite was the marshmallows. Slightly burned on the outside while inside oozes with the creamy chocolate (Am I getting you salivating yet?).

We had some uninvited guests from the Majlis Perbandaran Port Dickson. They gave us a friendly advise to clean up the mess before we leave and they were walking around the place as thought they were looking for treasure. Then I realized they were actually looking out if we had any alcoholic drinks with us.

We had the second session of kick about n the middle of the night where you can't even see the ball nor the person standing in front of you. We just kick in the hope that it reaches someone.

At around 11pm, everyone parted and the sorrow of losing my backpack was lost at the end of the day.

Here are some pics from the BBQ.

An intro to a new person in the blog: Lancau Paul. He was very upset coz no one told him the dress code for the beach outing :-S

After having the first session of kickabout, he walked back to the mat and he turned to this..

All the worried engineers performing 'life-saving' surgery on Paul

The terrorist giving some insight on the procedures.

ITS ALIVE!!!!

Soon he was laughing..

Jesper the Sabah-an (Loves to get touchy-touchy), Vj and TPK. It always cracks me when I see TPK's face in the pic and the shirt he is wearing..so contradicting

More pics to follow

When I went back to my apartment, I had another headache trying to get into my room.

Bitter Sweet V 1.0

2009-06-30T09:57:00.009+08:00

It seems like life in Monash just started. Boy time does fly. 4 years on and I'm almost at the end of the journey already..almost..hopefully there won't be anymore hiccups.

Throughout this journey, I've met various people, just name me and I've met them. Crazy, cool, smart, annoying and funny to name a few characteristics.

Turning the clock back 4 years, I remember just joining Monash and was very depressed due to lack of friends and companion (although the class was very big). Everyone seemed to be not friendly (TPK will surely beg to differ, arguing that I lan see and do not want to mix around). The handful that I know of didn't really click well largely due to language barrier I would say. In order to overcome my depression, I used to travel back to my Taylor's apartment to spend the weekend with my old housemates (Chong Bing and Ngie Chang) and Su Ann. A huge thanks goes to them for saving my life then.

Move on to 2nd year, the number of students branched into Mechanical were just a handful (most went into Electrical). This allowed the mechanical bunch to get to know each other well. The one who can't get along gets left out. Fortunately for me, together with Wei Lun and Zhou, we formed the 'holy trinity of noise'. No matter where we go, we won't be out of the spotlight. Wanna know why? Well I'm sure most of you know how loud I laugh. Imagine when it triple folds. That is 'HOLY TRINITY OF NOISE'. During exam period, anyone studying with us will move out due to the noise made by us. We even had friendly bets to predict how long a group of students can last before they lose their patience and move out of the room. Some move out quietly, some curse. We will feel bad for a while and then back to making noise again. Personally I would say the second year was the best year in Monash.

The 'Original' July 05 mechanical bunch + 2 extras frm Electrical
Back, frm left: Wei Lun, Suren (electrical), Jason Ng, TPK, Tommy, Sara, Vj, Carol, Su Ann (electrical), Kuo Haw, Brandon, Jason Lai, Jason Kok.
Front, frm left, Ling Tu, Zhou.

The bunch that I hang out with
Standing frm left: Ling Tu, Sophie, Caroline, Brandon
Sitting frm left: Sara, Wei Lun, Zhou, Tommy
Missing from pic: Jason Ng, TPK, Vj

During the third year, most of them went over to Australia, leaving the already small batch into even smaller group. But new friends were made in the shape of juniors: Alex and Aqel to name a few. This two smart ass introduced gung ho studying style. Stay all day long in uni to study during exams. I kinda liked it given that I can't really study with the distractions of internet at home. Aqel even went one level ahead and slept in uni in the name of 'studying'.

And finally the forth year. I guess I don't really need to explain much about this year as I started blogging during this year. So if you want to know, feel free to browse through all my posts.

Fusion between July 05 and Feb 06 batch in Genting (Actually only 2 sesat fellas from Feb 06)
Back row frm left: Vj, Alex, Jason Kok, Sara
Front row frm left: Kuo Haw, TPK, Wei Lun, Aqel , Jason Ng

Fusion Part 2 during my birthday

After all the knowledge, laughter, misunderstanding, compromise and 'stuff' shared and exchanged, it has come down to the part where we all venture into different paths in life. It has been an unforgettable experience. I would like to thank everyone who made me who I am today and hope we will never lose contact and will still find time to keep touch or meet up for yum cha session every now and then.

Good luck and I will miss you guys.

PS-If you realise, the topic states that it is version 1.0. That means there'll be another version on something that happened to my friends and I recently. I'll update when I have enought materials to write about..which I think shouldn't take long..

Randoms V1.0

2009-05-23T02:37:00.032+08:00

A lot of things have come and passed through this time (the period where I didn't update my blog). Just that it was quite hard for me to find time to update as the workload was just unbearable. Now that some have been done and dusted, I've got some time to spare on my blog. I'll try to highlight some of them which is worth mentioning.

No Sun No Fun
This is my solar water distiller. No...not the top picture but the one a the bottom. Well it is not purely mine. Both TPK and I worked together on this. If I don't give proper credit to TPK, he will send me a message that will sound something like this, "Slutty la!! YOUR solar water distiller all!!".
Well after a few modifications, it is capable of harnessing about 400ml of clean water a day. Not bad considering most materials used was of standard household stuffs. During this times, the Sun is our best friend as without him shining upon us, there won't be any result to show.

Two final year students wearing slippers in the lab. Shh..don't tell the lab technician

During the early stages of the testing, it always rained whenever we put up the rig which made us dub our design as the solar rain maker. But after some modifications, the maximum we have reached is about 600ml.

All Talk and No Substance
The 3rd and final presentation of the semester, which also happened to be the most important of them all. The presentation on my FYP. I'd have to say it went well. Except that our supposedly 25minutes long presentation was somehow cut short to 13minutes. And also for some reason, all the lecturers were gobsmacked by our presentation that no one asked any question.

The highlight of the presentation was again Tommy and Vj. Tommy being his usual self, while explaining something about his preheating method, used the word Penunu Bunsen instead of Bunsen Burner and the whole theater erupted into laughter prompting TPK to name them as the engine dream team: machodian (referring to Vj the macho and cool factor) and a comedian (referring to none other than Tommy).

I guess Carol does not need introduction in my blog. She as usual swept all the lecturers with her commanding presentation.

Work Overload
All the workload *insert reports, assignments, case study and laboratory work here* were given wave after wave that it seemed to be no ending to it. It was way too many submissions during the week that I nearly lost control and did this to my beloved computer.

Thanks to the crash course from Vj, I managed to compose and maintain my coolness under extreme circumstances. Now that some of the works have been submitted, there's more time to sit down and slack a bit. Just a bit as I've my research paper and thesis paper need to be done as well. Exams starts in3weeks time and have to buck up and find time to squeeze in studying as well.

B'day
Well over the month or so, two birthdays came and passed. One was Vj's and the other was TPK's.

TPK's Cake

Vj's Cake

Vj opted for a barbecue at his house while TPK treated us to Shabu Shabu in Puchong. Although it's a bit late, better late than never. Happy belated birthday wishes guys.

At Shabu Shabu

At Vj's house

At Monash Project Lab. If only Carol knew, Jason wouldn't be smiling

United We Stand
I just realized I've never really blogged about the football team that I support in my blog. For the uninformed, I support the Red Devils. UEFA Champions League Final in Rome against Barcelona need no introduction is looming around the corner. Hope Man Utd can retain the title. And for the first time in my life I'm going to watch Man Utd performing live thanks to their pre-season Asia Tour. Really looking forward to that occasion.

I think that is all I have for now. Back to work and racing against time to meet the datelines. Although presentation has passed, More experiments need to be carried out to obtain consistency.

Till then chiao!!

Presentation

2009-04-06T18:34:00.007+08:00

"Thank you Vj. Good morning everyone." It was supposed to be like this. But I ended up saying "Good morning everyone. Thank you VJ." Haha..but I think most didn't notice it.

I think my whole group did very well. Jon was good, TPK was trying to explain some things the class were totally clueless at, Tommy although memorized a few lines, he's getting better at it and Vj as usual, was calm and collected (wanna cover macho only). As for myself, I did pretty well, making funny faces and cracking jokes when other group member of mine were busy or shall I say trying to convey the message through to the rest of the class. I even went on to give Jason Ng a mini version of my laughter between my presentation coz he decided to laugh at me just coz I look dead serious while presenting (which he claims so not me). I can be serious at times my friend (wahh...scary le). Managed to crack some jokes as well in between my lines which was not practiced earlier. Tommy was quite upset with me though as I addressed him as Tummy instead. But it is all solely for fun and laughter, no hard feelings man.

I think all those presenting for bout 4years or so really is a good practice. A friend of mine once told me Monash is very good in terms of nurturing their students to do presentation so that when work comes knocking, you won't have trouble in expressing yourself. Well, I've got to agree on that.

The rain is really getting to my nerves nowadays. Making my FYP to not progress and making me to keep on postponing my running plan. And I think I'm getting fatter again..call me vain.

Edit
Today is a very sad day for me. My only hope of living my life is slowly fading. The very same word "One day, it'll come" I've been uttering to myself, seems all so wasted. I am so speechless, powerless, my motivation to study has gone. My hands are trembling, I can't type properly..all this because..MEGAN FOX IS A MAN!!!! I wanna cry. Source

Hopefully it is just a propaganda to hype up the upcoming Transformers movie..*fingers crossed*

Genting

2009-03-24T14:59:00.021+08:00

It's been sometime since I've updated. Mainly due to nothing much really interesting happening lately. As promised in the previous post, this post is on the recent Genting trip that we had on the 18 and 19 of February, 2weeks before our semester commenced. All the 'batangs' from the mechanical engineering batch (TPK, Vj, Jason Ng, Jason Kok, Alex, Aqel, Kuo Haw, Wei Lun and myself) went for the trip.

If not for the free 1 night accommodation at First World Hotel courtesy of Vj and the countless amount of discount coupons by Jason Kok, none would have ended up going. Jason Kok was like our Santa Claus on the trip, popping out the coupons on almost anything that we wanted to try.

We drove up in TPK's and Aqel's car to the cable car station and took cable car up. Jason Ng and surprisingly Wei Lun is afraid of cable car rides.

Ng's cable car phobia taking control

We did what most people in Genting does. Play! But no one gambled. Maybe it was because of me who didn't bring any long pants with me. So they didn't wanna leave me alone. Sorry guys.

The worst part was getting to eat a proper food over there. On the first day, for lunch, all decided to eat at Burger Kings. But walked to the KFC beside instead after stunned by the price of their (Burger Kings) set meals.

At night, Jason Ng crashed on the floor while Vj, Wei Lun, myself and Alex took the bed. Vj and Wei Lun occupied a blanket while the other blanket was supposed to be for myself and Alex but ended up on Alex and Jason Ng as Ng slowly pulled the blanket to him leaving me with no protection what so ever from the freezing cold. The part where both Ng and i trying to pull the blanket was really funny, with Alex in the middle totally clueless on what was happening.

I wished i had a lot of pictures but Vj refused to pass me the pictures he took so I have to make do with Aqel's pictures instead.

Vj, Jason Kok and Jason Ng. Ng happy happy before his terrifying cable car trip up to Genting

Alex kena tangkap basah trying to do something naughty to TPK when TPK is preoccupied with his keropok

Alex rough actions caused TPK to pass out and made Alex regret for not being able to control himself under the cold

This is...oops..sorry wrong picture :-P

Ng realizing his family jewel shrunk due to the cold weather and starts panicking

Wanna know why TPK is not looking at the camera? Because he can't see shit without his glasses.

The following series of pictures will explain to you what reverse civilization of human being is. Enjoy

Check out how Wei Lun covering macho at the side of pic

And my favorite picture (because i'm doing the leg thingy of course) and because of Wei Lun's gay pose

PS - Sorry I've not been updating my blog as regularly as last time (This is where Vj will drop a message in my cbox saying sorry no cure). I just couldn't find anything interesting to blog on. Maybe I'll try to dig out something and blog but my univeristy work has been really piling up and taking up most of my time. And my FYP is also picking up the paces although there's stumbling block every now and then. Thanks for all the people who have asked me to update regularly esp you 'oldman'. It shows that there's people who do drop by every now and then to check my blog although I've not been updating it. I'll try my best to update it more. Till then chiaoz

Me Birthday

2009-03-02T19:45:00.031+08:00

Although this is a bit late, I just managed to get hold of the pictures and some videos taken during my small birthday party with my classmates at Sushi Zanmai Sunway Pyramid on the 12th of February.

The night before was Jason Lai's birthday and the whole engineering bunch gave him a surprise visit (more like crashing his romantic dinner) to this restaurant called Full House in Ara Damansara. We surprised him with a birthday cake and we ate it finish before we even ordered our main course. And after we had our dinner and just having a chat, another cake came and I was thinking, "Very good. Second cake just in time for dessert and was happily clapping and singing song thinking the cake was meant for Jason Lai. Then I realized all the eyes were on me instead of Jason Lai. It struck me quite late that the cake was actually for me as an advance birthday celebration. I felt like a retard clapping and singing for myself. Come to think about it now, it still cracks me up.

Back to my birthday party, there were 13 of the who turned up and we had lots of fun laughing and making havoc in the restaurant which was nothing new to us considering we have been famous for making so much noise that we usually keep track of the time taken to displace the people on our next table to a table further away from us. And the most noise were generated by none other than Wei Lun and myself.

After the dinner session, we all went to Starbucks for a yum cha session and spent about an hour or so there before we part for the night.

I'll pick a few pictures and let the pictures do the talking instead

Love birds; Top: Ezi with Aqel(hit by Nitrous Oxide). BottomJason Lai with Gen Syn

Love Birds...NNNOOOTTTTTT. Caroline and Wei Lun

The part where I was 'raped'

Tommy spreading some love

Group photo

Wait..I can hear it moving

And tadaa, my prezzie delivered from Jason Ng's womb

Lun more interested than I am to see what I've got

And true to his nature, tries on my present before me

Moved to Starbucks to create havoc there after being chased out of Sushi Zanmai

Engineers at work

And last but not least, my favorite picture of the night. TPK being possesed and Vj looking overly worried on TPK's condition while Jason Ng happily strutting his stuff not realizing what was happening behind him.

I had blast that night and I hoped everyone who came had a enjoyable time as well. Thanks for making birthday this year an unforgettable one. Thanks also for Tommy for giving us a demo of his cheong kay skills by performing a song for me.

Wish you were there Sophie

Next post..GENTING!!!!

Excuse Me Sir, You Are Balding

2009-03-02T03:17:00.005+08:00

That's exactly what the girl at Jusco asked when I was back in Melaka, accompanying my mum for her grocery shopping.

Apparently, this girl works for some Hair treatment saloon and she offered to show me how bad my baldness is by using some high tech gadgets..which turns out to be a camera that focuses on your scalp and can determine how many strands of hair a follicle (is this the correct term) has. Supposedly, a normal person can have up to 3 strands growing in an opening. Mine unfortunately has either two or a single strand.

She continued to explain that my scalp is oily and has dandruff which blocks the hair from growing. And then she showed some pictures of hair loss among adults and she told me the moment she saw me, she was expecting me to be around 28-29 years old. She told me my hair is of a person in his 40s'. How sad is that!!! When I told her i just turned 23, her face went something like this

And then came the allergic part to all Indians. The part where we have to pay to get a treatment for my hair. The moment she said, "this special offer of RM48", my mum immediately said, ok we have to leave. BYE BYE and dragged me along with her.

I actually do not need a stranger to tell me that I am balding, I knew about it long ago. Being an Indian, it is hard to accept that I am losing hair when I have hairs growing at all sorts of places on my body except for my head. The reason behind it can be blamed on my family background. My dad is partially bald. But close friends of mine will not believe me when I blame it on my poor dad for my lack of hair growth.

Hair loss can also be related to excessive masturbation. I am not going to go further into this topic. You google it yourself.

My final semester starts today and here I am blogging rather than getting a good sleep. Class starts at 1pm. So no rush there. Marketing exam results will be out this week. I hope God still loves me. I'm counting on You to get me through that paper.

I'll do a post on my birthday party and the Genting trip we had during the break when I've collected all the pictures from my friends. Till then good luck to me and my friends to get through this semester unscatched.

A Place Called Indian High Commission

2009-02-17T11:54:00.004+08:00

Although my family have been residing in Malaysia for over 25years, my mum is still under PR and maintains her Indian passport. So one in 10 years, she has to travel to the Indian High Commission located in Jalan Duta to renew her passport. We (my mum and I) made that one of those trip yesterday.

Since it was located in a very secluded area, our options for transportation there were very limited. To save time and be there early, we opted to take a cab instead. Thanks to my dad who said the embassy will open at 8am, we were waiting in front of the embassy like some refugee as early as 6.30am. Then we were told they don't open till 9.30am at a place that has no proper place to even sit down. Thanks dad.

Surprisingly, we were not alone. There was an old man who were there way early then us. And he was sitting there in front of the embassy as though he never left that spot for days. We were second in line. Soon after that, Indians started to flock that area. We waited there patiently and watch every staff drive into the embassy. At around 8am, the guard asked us to form a line so that everyone can be checked before gaining entry into the embassy. And so we queued up and waited..waited...and waited...and waited..for freaking 1hour.

At 9am, the guard checked our bags and let us in. Inside the office, what do you know, we formed another line. This time to get our number. At 9.30am, the lady came to the number counter and sat down and started asking the old man in front of me what was his purpose there. The funny thing was majority of Indian who goes there are Indians speaking only Tamil. And the staffs working there speaks only Malay and English. Which idiot hired them in the first place? Don't they know what customer service is?

Because of this, all the staffs there behave like they are having PMS. Very rude and cranky. There was this lady that keeps screaming at her customers including my mum and I as though we owe her money or something. All this for being slow in producing the relevant papers. HELLLLOOO..if I don't bring the paper and you scream I can understand but you are only open for 2 and a half hours (Yes..they are open from 9.30am to 12pm and they wont issue the numbers after that) and the remaining 4hours or so you are going to end up drinking coffee and chatting away. Why don't you treat your customers nice a bit.
Just a bit

To top it all of, the payment counter does not even have a RM1. The passport cost RM154. So we gave her RM155 and she said no change. What is the payment counter for without RM1? I was totally clueless.

We got everything done by 10.30am and I sent my mum back to PuduRaya and I went back Sunway.

My mum and I will be going there again for another dosage of the screaming lady to collect the passport...soon.

Just Been Kissed

2009-02-10T19:48:00.016+08:00

My summer semester has official come to an end. I have no freaking confidence in the paper that I have just written. Hopefully Ting Ding Ding will be generous enough to close an eye while marking my paper...hopefully.

Two days ago I was back in Melaka for Thaipusam (You can read about Thaipusam here). Some of my friends were nice enough to wish me Happy Thaipusam, although Thaipusam is not a celebration, more like an religious occasion for us Hindus. I have been carrying a milk pot for the past 13 years and this year is my 14th. It is the simplest form to fulfill your vow.

Devotees carrying milk pot

Some of the more extreme devotees

While I driving back after lunch the very same day, a bugger (no offense to you TPK) was waiting in at the traffic light, reading newspaper. then when the light turned green, his wife sitting in the passenger seat screamed at him saying the traffic light has changed. Without looking if the road in front him is clear, he pressed on the accelerator and with a loud 'BANG, CRASH, THUD', he 'kissed' a stationery Proton Wira in front of him. Unfortunately for me, the driver in the Wira was me.

I don't know why but the moment I heard the load crash, the first thing occurred to me was, "Oh shit, who did I bang?!" The my mom who was sitting at the back seat was like, "Aiyoyo..kaadiah yevano eedicheta (someone banged our car)!!!". Come to think about it now, my mom's action was very funny.

Then I got out to check the damage. My bumper was bent and lowered. The Chinese guy who banged me was very apologetic. He offered to change the bumper and everything was settled without any hassle.

Kissed on the butt

About a month back, while my house is still under renovation, the Wira was always parked outside the house and one night some drunk Manipal student got angry because he couldn't get a kiss from his girlfriend, so he decided to 'kiss' my car instead and realized he could be caught for 'molesting' my car, so he ran away. The condition of my car now is very depressing after being 'molested multiple times' thanks to other horny cars getting attracted to my car.

Kissed on the cheek

But my mom told he all those dents have been fixed. So lets all hope for the best and
LONG LIVE MY WIRA!!!!

=.='

2009-02-05T23:29:00.004+08:00

While I was completing the 25 random things about me on my Facebook, I came across this advertisement and I nearly fell off my chair laughing.

Check out the detailed explanation.

Best Complaint Letter

2009-01-30T00:33:00.012+08:00

Been back in Melaka for bout a week now. Still haven't found any motivation to start studying for the upcoming marketing exams in a fortnight time. Basically slacking off...big time. Surprisingly I've been playing futsal every other day.

Recently my FYP partner and Aqel did a marketing presention on space tourism project by the Virgin company headed by Sir Richard Brandson. As I googled my way through some websites, I came across this letter wrote by a Virgin Airlines passenger to Sir Richard Branson himself complaining about the on air food and entertainment system. It was chosen as the best complaint letter by the company.
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Dear Mr Branson

REF: Mumbai to Heathrow 7th December 2008

I love the Virgin brand, I really do which is why I continue to use it despite a series of unfortunate incidents over the last few years. This latest incident takes the biscuit.

Ironically, by the end of the flight I would have gladly paid over a thousand rupees for a single biscuit following the culinary journey of hell I was subjected to at thehands of your corporation.

Look at this Richard. Just look at it:

I imagine the same questions are racing through your brilliant mind as were racing through mine on that fateful day. What is this? Why have I been given it? What have I done to deserve this? And, which one is the starter, which one is the desert?

You don’t get to a position like yours Richard with anything less than a generous sprinkling of observational power so I KNOW you will have spotted the tomato next to the two yellow shafts of sponge on the left. Yes, it’s next to the sponge shaft without the green paste. That’s got to be the clue hasn’t it. No sane person would serve a desert with a tomato would they. Well answer me this Richard, what sort of animal would serve a desert with peas in:

I know it looks like a baaji, but it’s in custard Richard, custard. It must be the pudding. Well you’ll be fascinated to hear that it wasn’t custard. It was a sour gel with a clear oil on top. It’s only redeeming feature was that it managed to be so alien to my palette that it took away the taste of the curry emanating from our miscellaneous central cuboid of beige matter. Perhaps the meal on the left might be the desert after all.

Anyway, this is all irrelevant at the moment. I was raised strictly but neatly by my parents and if they knew I had started desert before the main course, a sponge shaft would be the least of my worries. So lets peel back the tin-foil on the main dish and see what’s on offer.

I’ll try and explain how this felt. Imagine being a twelve year old boy Richard. Now imagine it’s Christmas morning and you’re sat their with your final present to open. It’s a big one, and you know what it is. It’s that Goodmans stereo you picked out the catalogue and wrote to Santa about.

Only you open the present and it’s not in there. It’s your hamster Richard. It’s your hamster in the box and it’s not breathing. That’s how I felt when I peeled back the foil and saw this:

Now I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking it’s more of that Baaji custard. I admit I thought the same too, but no. It’s mustard Richard. MUSTARD. More mustard than any man could consume in a month. On the left we have a piece of broccoli and some peppers in a brown glue-like oil and on the right the chef had prepared some mashed potato. The potato masher had obviously broken and so it was decided the next best thing would be to pass the potatoes through the digestive tract of a bird.

Once it was regurgitated it was clearly then blended and mixed with a bit of mustard. Everybody likes a bit of mustard Richard.

By now I was actually starting to feel a little hypoglycaemic. I needed a sugar hit. Luckily there was a small cookie provided. It had caught my eye earlier due to it’s baffling presentation:

It appears to be in an evidence bag from the scene of a crime. A CRIME AGAINST BLOODY COOKING. Either that or some sort of back-street underground cookie, purchased off a gun-toting maniac high on his own supply of yeast. You certainly wouldn’t want to be caught carrying one of these through customs. Imagine biting into a piece of brass Richard. That would be softer on the teeth than the specimen above.

I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was relax but obviously I had to sit with that mess in front of me for half an hour. I swear the sponge shafts moved at one point.

Once cleared, I decided to relax with a bit of your world-famous onboard entertainment. I switched it on:

I apologise for the quality of the photo, it’s just it was incredibly hard to capture Boris Johnson’s face through the flickering white lines running up and down the screen. Perhaps it would be better on another channel:
Is that Ray Liotta? A question I found myself asking over and over again throughout the gruelling half-hour I attempted to watch the film like this. After that I switched off. I’d had enough. I was the hungriest I’d been in my adult life and I had a splitting headache from squinting at a crackling screen.

My only option was to simply stare at the seat in front and wait for either food, or sleep. Neither came for an incredibly long time. But when it did it surpassed my wildest expectations:

Yes! It’s another crime-scene cookie. Only this time you dunk it in the white stuff.

Richard…. What is that white stuff? It looked like it was going to be yoghurt. It finally dawned on me what it was after staring at it. It was a mixture between the Baaji custard and the Mustard sauce. It reminded me of my first week at university. I had overheard that you could make a drink by mixing vodka and refreshers. I lied to my new friends and told them I’d done it loads of times. When I attempted to make the drink in a big bowl it formed a cheese Richard, a cheese. That cheese looked a lot like your baaji-mustard.

So that was that Richard. I didn’t eat a bloody thing. My only question is: How can you live like this? I can’t imagine what dinner round your house is like, it must be like something out of a nature documentary.

As I said at the start I love your brand, I really do. It’s just a shame such a simple thing could bring it crashing to it’s knees and begging for sustenance.

Yours Sincererly

XXXX

Source

Just to be clear with anyone who doesn't know what a baaji is, it is the Indian version of curry puff.

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The letter really cracked me up. And I think it is safe to say the mastermind behind this letter has to be an Indian. I even read that Sir Richard Branson called this guy to apologize and thank him for the letter. And he has also been invited as a food taster for their new on air food menu. That is some complaint letter.

Something to Get You Thinking

2009-01-18T21:34:00.003+08:00

When I was back in Melaka, my dad asked me a question. More like a brain teaser. Both my dad and I couldn't find an answer to the question. So I'm leaving it to you to work your brain and get me the answer.

The scenario

3 friends always go to this specific restaurant to have their lunch. One day, each of them ate for RM10. So they paid RM30 and left the restaurant. But the owner of the shop, knowing the 3 people are regular customers, asked the waiter in the shop to return RM5 to them. Since RM5 is hard to divide among 3 people, the waiter took RM2 and returned the remaining RM3 to each of the 3 friends.

So mathematically, each of them now ate for RM9. RM9 times by 3 (Number of people) gives you RM27. Add the RM2 that the waiter took, that leaves you with RM29. The question is, where is the RM1 gone?

Please enlighten me by leaving comments.

Lesson Learnt

2009-01-17T11:59:00.008+08:00

I am back in Melaka now. Having some prayers in the house. While I was in Melaka Sentral something unusual happened.

You see I always wait for my parents to pick me up from outside the open air car park. As it was a hot day, I decided to stay somewhere inside the car park, behind a shady lorry where I can still see if my dad has reached.

Out of nowhere, this dude in his 40s wearing a blank white Tshirt rode a motorbike and stopped right in front of me. I was taken aback. Just to be safe, I took a step back to maintain about 1m distance away from him. While sitting on his motorbike, he asked me a few questions..

Dude: Eh apa you buat kat sini?
Me: Tunggu ayah.
Dude: You tunggu sini nak pecahkan kereta dan curi barang eh?
Me: NO!!
Dude: Apa yang kat pocket awak tu. Keluarkan..
*For safety reasons, I always put my wallet as well as my handphone on my front pocket*

Me: (While taking out my wallet and handphone..which I think I shouldn't have done)Handphone dan dompet.

Dude: Buka dompet tu. I nak tengok.
*Then I realised something is not right*
Me: You ni siapa? Kerja sini?
Dude: I ni kerja RELA.
Me: You ade ID RELA? I nak tengok.
*The moment I asked for his ID he changed his story*
Dude: I datang sini bukan nak ambil duit you. I kat sini nak jaga keselamtan you.
*Bloody hell, just now accuse me of damaging private property. Now want to protect me pulak*

After that he just left on his motorbike. Then I realised he was not there for my 'safety' but to rob me. Here's why I think so

1. He failed to produce his ID.
2. He wasn't wearing any RELA uniform.
3. The car park allows motorbikes to park for free..which gives access to these type of people to come in freely and rob you.
4. The moment I asked him for his ID he fled.

I wanted to drop by the management and complain to them about the incident but my dad was already there. So I thought I'll do it when I go back there again this Sunday.

I'm glad that any unwated incident for me or my money was averted. Lesson well learnt.

Signboards

2009-01-07T19:28:00.012+08:00

Since this is my second post of the new year, I shall post on something funny that I came across in the internet recently, signboards. You might have seen some of them but nonetheless, have fun..

Very efficicient air conditioning service. So cold that'll cause your..

They are more interested in your cash then your life

No escaping this area

Too much of Heroes is not good

No comments..

Its about time you teach your dog how to read signboards

Safety first ladies

Thank you..thank you for noticing (Russell Peters style)

And my favorite

Do not pee around or else you shall risk losing your..ahem..

Have great year ahead people..

Happ Moooo Year

2009-01-01T12:40:00.006+08:00

Another year, another new chapter. As for me, this chapter will be one of the most important in my life. Graduation, job hunting and ~~girlfriend hunting~~ gaining work experience.

The first major achievement in my life is going to be me getting the scroll. My parents have put in a lot of effort to get me to who I am today and I do not wish to disappoint them.

The job hunting part will more or less shape up my future. So I've got do some thinking on it. I do know some people (thanks to my dad) who offered to lend a hand when it comes to finding a suitable job.

So since this is the year of the cow and for Indians, cows are sacred animal, I hope this year will be prosperous for myself, my family and my friends.

Happy Mooo Year!!

Off I go to chase my destiny
Edited
What is New Year without resolutions. It doesn't matter if you really keep up to the promises (which I think will happen to most of the people and I am no different), you just have to have some resolutions just to give you some objectives throughout the year. So here goes my list

Graduate with honors in Mechanical Engineering
Keep pushing myself to run further in shorter period of time (Current personal best stands at 10.2km in less than 50 minutes).
Get a job

Its Alive!!

2008-12-30T23:16:00.005+08:00

And I mean my internet connection in Sunway. Since I was having trouble with my land line I cant really apply for streamyx.

Then came this guy called Mahsa Teh. He set up a small booth outside the place where I'm staying and while I was walking back from my weekly futsal session, half dead, dragging my sorry ass all the way from Sports Planet Subang Grand, Mahsa called me like how those pedofiles would call small children to trick them into doing something bad, "Boy...you student? Want to apply for Internet?". Although initially I was quite reluctant to answer his questions, my attention was caught when he said, "no need fixed phone line one".

He then dropped by my place to give me a demo on the connection. My housemate and I were hooked. Although it was priced at RM138 per month, he gave us the assurance that you get what you pay for. And that's 1.5Mb per second. And this to prove it to you.

1522 kbps download speed and 239 kbps upload speed

The only thing was that we have to pay 3 months in advance but I get 1 month free. So all in all I'm a happy man. So more blog updates as well.

On a shorter note, I was heartbroken with the loss of my secondary school friend. Although I was not so close to him, we studied in the same primary and secondary school and stayed somewhat close to each other. The news saddened me even more as I was told that the nature his death was not natural. It brought tears to my eyes. May you rest in peace.

Reporting In

2008-12-03T22:22:00.004+08:00

Basically nothing much changed since the previous post of mine. Still inhaling all the dust thanks to my home renovation. Finding it hard to even sleep as the construction workers start to drill holes in my house at 8am and end at 6pm, depriving me of my precious sleep. The renovation work is expected to be done by the end of this month. But I won't be around to watch the work progression in my house as I'll be starting my summer course next week and off I'll go back to the boring Sunway life and continuing my FYP from where TPK and I left off...have we started yet?

As for the past 2 weeks or so, I've been spending most of my time in my room watching all the movies in hard disk(the home desktop computer has been moved to my room :-) and making space for more movies that I'm downloading.

Although its kinda hard to believe, I'm currently enjoying doing cardio. I jog around my housing area and day by day I increase the distance I run. Up to date, I think I run bout 6km in less than 30 minutes. I'm not sure if the running helped me reduce the love handle around my waist, but it certainly helped me sleep soundly even with the drilling and banging noise from the renovation. Not sure if I'll be able to continue this cardio excercise when I'm in Sunway as I tend to get lazy when I'm there. Hopefully that will not be the case..

I think that's all I have got. Before I leave, I came across this book on the Internet and it kinda caught my attention in terms of the title.

Why only 5 habits? Because 7 is too many. HAHAHA

Home Sweet Home

2008-11-11T23:01:00.003+08:00

Exams officially ended last week. YAYYYY!!! And I came back Melaka yesterday thinking of having the comfort of home and mum's cooking.

How wrong I was. My house now in under renovation and my house is in a mess. The things are all chucked to 1 site of the house so that the renovation can be done. The mess is so bad that I had to force my way through the piles of things just to access the computer. And this renovation has also hampered me of good home cooked food. AARRGGHHHH!!!

And this is expected to continue till the next month or so..and that's when my summer course starts. Come on everyone say it with me, "AARRGGGGHHHHH!!!"

On a funnier note (at least I thought it was funny), while I was out with my old Taylors friends (Priscilla, Lentty, Peter and Lentty's bf) to Mid Valley 2weeks ago, we were having a conversation on the current movies we caught up in the cinema when Peter brought up the title Bangkok Dangerous.

Peter: Bangkok Dangerous is so boring. And the movie has a sad ending.
Lentty: Yeah..Pang Bros movies all have have sad endings.
Me: Hmm..if you want happy endings, you should watch Bang Bros.
Peter/Lentty/Priscilla: Laugh their heads out.
Lennty's Bf: *Giving us a 'Don't know what's happening' reaction
(The reason was that he only watches 'Asian' movies)

Haha..HAPPY HOLIDAYS PEOPLE!!

PS- On my obsessions post when I posted a picture of customized AF1, if you see a big fat nose, look again..but if you see a girl bending down, you are on the right track =P

The New Me

2008-11-03T17:48:00.023+08:00

I've been typing this post for quite sometime but couldn't finish it as I was in the middle of exams and at the same time my home internet connection got terminated for some weird reason.

Although most of my friends have already known, I'll write bout it anyway. Bout a month or so, I went under the knife to 'beautify' myself. YES..u heard me right! I had undergone a cosmetic surgery so that (in the hope) more girls will turn their head towards me. So how the surgery changed me? Let the pictures below do the explaining.

Before

After

I'm sure all of you are like this right now

=.='

Haha..sorry. I just couldn't help it. But I did went for a cosmetic surgery...not to alter my face but my thighs (NO..not the thing dangling in between) and my hands.

You see besides giving me life, brain (if you think I have any any) and senses, my dad must have taught, "Hmm..I shall give my only son something special, bonus with no extra charges. And so he passed on to me this something called familial multiple lipomas (don't ask me what it is, I'm too lazy to explain but you can read it here). To cut the crap, I've body is infested with lumps of fat, growing on my hands, stomach and thighs which grew more obvious ever since I started working out. For the information of all those shaking their head profusely either in disbelief or just don't believe me, yes I do work out..once in awhile.

My left hand before the surgery. How many 'ball-ball' can you spot?

And so I got it removed. A grand total of 33 lumps were removed. Even the doctor admitted he became restless removing so many. Poor chap. Currently, my hands looks like I've just been attacked by a knife. The doc asked me to drop by for round 2 during the holiday to extract the remaining lumps.

After the op

During my first appointment with the doctor, he told me "Oh, these lumps no need to worry la. Harmless! Only thing is that girls don't like to hold you hand with these lumps there la."

So since I'm 'free', any volunteers? (Girls only please)

Dead Blog?

2008-10-21T20:48:00.002+08:00

Well it is of course not dead...yet. I've just been quite busy with studies (exams) and of course my FYP. And I won't even be going back Melaka to celebrate Deepavali with my beloved family. To top it all of, my home internet connection got terminated. So I just can't get the idea out of me to blog something in the crappy university of mine. But stay tune, I do have something lined up for the future.

So for all my friends who drop by every now and then to check for the update, thank you for your support and stay tune for the future updates. Sorry for the lack of update

Series Bonanza

2008-09-26T01:11:00.014+08:00

For the past few weeks, various series have been premiering in the US and the fever have caught up with my friends and I as well. After the mistimed writer's strike which caused many series to be stopped half way or to end abruptly, this new season of series really got a lot of people ecstatic.

As for myself, I follow Prison Break, Heroes and Chuck. I try my best not to start watching any new series as it'll be like digging my own grave as the exams are around the corner.

I watch this three series for different reasons.

I'd pick Prison Break as the best from the crop. The story line is just superb and it makes me wanting for more every time an episode ends.

Followed by Chuck in second place. I like the humor portion of it. Hopefully the second season will not be short of laughter as well.

And finally, Heroes. As usual it all started with a lot of question marks all over it. Hopefully I don't have to wait till next season to answer those questions. And I watch Heroes for 4 main reasons.

From left: Dania Ramirez, Hayden Panettiere, Kristen Bell and Ali Larter

GOD!! There goes my exam (preparation)!!

Obsessions

2008-09-25T18:51:00.006+08:00

My close friends would know that I'm obsessed with two things. Football jerseys and shoes. Although lately jerseys have overtaken the shoes in terms of collection, I still go crazy over Nike Air Force Ones..especially if they are limited edition. Recently I came across this custom made Air Force One. Although its not a limited edition material, its worth mentioning due to the work of art done on it.

Do you see what I see?
(Leave me a comment on what you see..)

Hitz.fm Viewing Party

2008-09-23T14:14:00.006+08:00

Last Sunday, my friend, Su Ann and I went to Republic Pyramid for the Che vs Man Utd viewing party organized by Hitz.fm. How I managed to get the passes u may ask. I basically called them up and I went on AIR!!! The DJ that answered my call was Natalie.

Natalie looks very tall and thin in real life.

Our phone conversation went something like this

Natalie: Hello thanks for calling Hitz.fm. May I know who is on the line please?
Me: I'm Saravanan.
Natalie: So it's S-A-R-A-V-A-N-A-N?
Me: Yes.
Natalie: So you rooting for Man Utd or Che?
Me: Man Utd.
Natalie: Okay Saravanan, I want you to sound happy. Can you do that for me?
Me: Yes.
And so the recording started.
Natalie: So Saravanan, why do you think Man Utd is going to win on Sunday?
Me: Urm..because Man Utd going to end Chelsea's home record.
Natalie: Wohoo..congrats. You've just won two passes for the Hitz.fm viewing party at Pepublic Pyramid.
Me: Okay
Natalie: Say the okay a bit more happier
Me: :-S..OKAY
Natalie: Let's try that again.
Me: OOKKKAAYYY!!!
Natalie: Good!

And so our conversation ended there. Didn't knew saying a simple okay can be so tedious.

On Sunday night Su Ann and I went. Due to the insufficient passes, her bf was not able to join us. Sorry Wai Kit.

The atmosphere there not bad. Free flow of drinks/beer and food thanks to the passes. Natalie, Ean and Jean are the Hitz DJs that turned up for the party.

At the end of the day, Man Utd lost their solitary goal advantage in the 80th minute and the game endded as stalemate.

Check out the Asian among the spectators. Such a cunning laugh he has. As though he jus managed to con someone to buy his ciplak product

Overall, it was a enjoyable day meeting new people and meeting the Cruisers who were extra nice towards us, especially Su Ann =P

Something Funny

2008-09-20T03:29:00.003+08:00

Sorry for the lack of update for the past week or something. There's been really nothing going on in my life that is worthy of a post. Even my FYP progress have come to a halt after my presentation. Shh..don't tell this to Dr Kenny k. Keep it a secret between us..

I was browsing the web out of boredom and I came across this page that states some of the worst company domain names in the internet. So let me break it down for you, in no certain order.

1. www.expertsexchange.com
Need professional services? They'll do a great job for you.

2. www.whorepresents.com
Want to bring Paris Hilton to your crib? This is where you find their representatives.

3. www.penisland.net
Need a longer lasting, easy to grip...pens? You've come to the correct place.

4. www.therapistfinder.com
Need to fix your nagging back pain? They'll find it for you. maybe the do something else as side business as well.

5. www.powergenitalia.com
It doesn't get better than a power generator company based in Italy. Does it? And the site in under construction. To give you a bigger and better, generator of course.

Hope this cheered you up a bit. Have a nice day.

Summer Steamboat

2008-09-10T08:54:00.000+08:00

After our presentation, we met up for dinner at this buffet steamboat restaurant called Summer Steamboat Buffet at Mentari Court to celebrate Tommy's 22nd (02/09/08) and Caroline's 21st (04/09/08) birthdays.

Nothing much to say in this post except we basically owned the place with the amount of noise that we generated. So I'll let the pictures do the talking.

All happily munching away

The drunk (right) and the one who got him drunk (left)

Tommy with 'I am Incredible Hulk' pose which made Caroline go "WOW, sungguh bergaya"

The '60 year old' posing with his 'granddaughter'

The steamboat place that was turned into a roadside satay celup place by us

And lastly, group photo without 4 others including Tommy who went back early

Presentation

2008-09-04T23:58:00.000+08:00

Its been while since I last updated. Actually there have been a lot of things to talk bout. But i think I'll break them up so that the post does not end up to be super long and its taking ages to upload the photos (sorry for the blurry pics). In this post as well, I will introduce some of my classmates that make my clock tick by the day.

After all the butterfly flying in my stomach and hourly visit to the loo, my proposal presentation was not as bad as I expected to be. I'd say my presentation was above average which was reflected through the marks that I got for my performance (4/5). But if I start comparing with some students who sets the bar very high (4.75/5), I'll be a very sad boy.

Yours truly in action minus the shaky leg

Making his first appearance in my blog, none other than my FYP partner, TPK @ Tham Pak Kwan

I had to say both TPK and myself did a good job in presenting our slides. Although I have to admit my legs were shaking uncontrollably when delivering my speech, I think the long pants did a good job.

Another Indian in my class, Vijendren @ Vj and Tommy with his 'formal' attire and macho pose

I did not stammer nor did I forget my lines. Thanks to my blabbering like a retard sitting in front of the computer screen and practicing my lines.

We were worried we might get bombarded with some tough questions because there was this lecturer who can't stop asking questions for each and every presentation done. But miraculously, he just kept quiet during our Q&A session. And another thing to note was our supervisor, Dr Kenny ffk us just when we wanted to present. Okay he didn't actually walked off on us. He was about to have class when we were out to present. So the person who evaluated us is none other than Dr Kenny's best friend, Dr Keith.

of the 3 Jasons' in my class. 1 This is Ng

The youngest yet the smartest girl in our class, Caroline. After her presentation, the number of people in the classroom was reduced to half. No presents for guessing why

PS - There have been some complaints from my friends who read this blog saying that this blog of mine is turning into a FYP progression report. Well, sorry guys, I can only write what revolves around my life. I know, my life is sad.

Kena Screw Round 2

2008-08-28T19:26:00.000+08:00

The continuation to the previous post, I shall continue with the remarks TPK and I got for our Research Proposal paper. This time it was not 'that bad' as we initially predicted, hugely thanks to the research that TPK did before meeting him.

But the research alone didn't spare us from the comments by Dr Kenny as he has already prepared his 'speech' for us. His words was, "Lack of reference". And for our work, we got a grand total of *drums roll* 6/10 as our marks and it contributes 5% to our final marks. What a way to start off the year long project!

Next week is presentation week. Proposal presentation to be exact. I'm pretty sure everyone have their story to tell when it comes to presentation and I'm no different. My main concern is my stammering. Hopefully I can get thru this unscathed. Come on everybody..pray for me..

Note to self - Dust off the formal clothes and shine the shoe..

Kena Screw

2008-08-22T19:02:00.001+08:00

Well let me start off this post just by giving you a brief definition of what screw means as given in the online dictionary.

1. A cylindrical rod incised with one or more helical or advancing spiral threads, as a lead screw or worm screw.
2. The tapped collar or socket that receives this rod.
3. A tapered and pointed wood screw.
4. A cylindrical and flat-tipped machine screw.
5. A prison guard.
6. The turnkey of a jail.
7. Salary; wages.
8. A small paper packet, as of tobacco.
9. An old broken-down horse.
10. A stingy or crafty bargainer.
A metal pin with incised threads and a broad slotted head that can be driven as a fastener by turning with a screwdriver, especially:
1. A tapered and pointed wood screw.
2. A cylindrical and flat-tipped machine screw.
3. A prison guard.
4. The turnkey of a jail.
5. Salary; wages.
6. A small paper packet, as of tobacco.
7. An old broken-down horse.
8. A stingy or crafty bargainer.
A device having a helical form, such as a corkscrew.
A propeller.
A twist or turn of or as if of a screw.
Vulgar Slang The act or an instance of having sexual intercourse.

I'm sure many would have thought I'm writing this post to announce to the world that I've done as written in the definition number 6. Sorry to disappoint you all, but this post is not going to be on my sexual encounter.

Unfortunately, we Malaysian have another meaning for the term 'kena screw', which also means 'kena marah' or more commonly used among chinese are 'kena tiao'...wait...'even tiao' has two meanings as well and one of them refers to definition number as 6 above (what a coincidence :-P).

Let me get straight to the point. As I've already mentioned in my first post, I'm currently doing my FYP under Dr Kenny. Since we have not progressed on anything on that, TPK and I came up with a design of a solar water distiller that we want to work on and went to meet Dr Kenny to show our design.

After looking at the rough sketching of our design for what seems to be an eternity,

Dr Kenny: So have you calculated what are the amount of radiation your design can collect?
TPK and I looked at each other
Me: No sir.
Dr Kenny: OK, have you calculated the flow rate your design?
TPK and I looked at each other again
Me: No sir.
Dr Kenny: *Taking deep breath* U see, this project is extensive. I think you have to do research on the previous journals and study the pros and cons of their design and study the solar radiation throughout the day in Malaysia and see how you can make your design better.
TPK and I: *Heads held low* OK, thank you sir.

So my friends, although it may not sound as bad as I started this post, it was actually quite embarrassing. We knew Dr Kenny not going to 'screw' us with any vulgar words or swear at us. But having already studied under him for 2 years plus, TPK and I know its bad enough. The word 'extensive' he used proves that
1. Our design is crap.
2. What the hell have you been doing so far?
3. Be more serious on what you do.
To make matters worst, TPK reminded him about our proposal paper, which in my opinion, has nothing really informative. And Dr Kenny asked us to meet him next week to talk bout the paper as he haven't looked at it.

Stay tune for 'Kena Screw Round 2'!!.

Back To Melaka

2008-08-18T19:00:00.000+08:00

Just in case my loyal followers of my blog (I'm sounding like my blog is so damn famous only) didn't know, I was back in Melaka to attend some function with my parents for the weekend.

I ~~don’t~~ rarely skip class. As my Friday is only occupied by an hour of class, i was tempted to skip the class and head back to Melaka on Thursday itself. But no...being the good boy i have always been ( I can see a lot of heads shaking left and right and muttering 'my ass' in their mind already) I decided not to skip the class. On Friday, when I was getting ready to walk to class, my partner in crime, sorry partner in thesis, TPK called me and the conversation went something like this:

TPK: Hey let's go eat lunch at pyramid.
Me: But I've got class.
TPK: But you're not going. (See how certain he is)
Me: Oh is it. Why ah?
TPK: Coz you injured your leg and you can't walk all the way to uni.
Me: Oh yeah ah. Okay la...come lets go eat. You fetch me la.

So much for my will to go to class. After lunch I headed to Pudu Raya not knowing the school holiday just started and the station was packed...I mean REALLY PACKED. I only managed to get the 7.30 pm bus thanks to my untimely trip back to my hometown. I spend the remaining 5 freaking hours walking aimlessly around Times Square.

Saturday night was occupied with the function. And my parents and I won 2 lucky draw prizes. What are the odds rite? One of them was a 2Gb Pendrive(Company's name) thumbdrive and the other was this piece of baby
Its a HP officejet all in 1 (printer, copier, fax and phone). And where do you think it is now?
Sleeping soundly in my store room of course. Anyone knows how much this thing cost?

Injury / Forum Gathering / Birthday Shoutout

2008-08-14T15:25:00.000+08:00

As most of you have already noticed, while playing futsal last Monday, I strained my left calf. And it's kinda weird as I got the injury without being tackled or roughed up by anyone. I just merely passed a ball and my calf muscle gave way I think. And the next thing I know, I was like "Aiiyyooo Amma..my leg!"

When I got back, I used the most trustworthy injury treatment method that I learned from the world wide web. Its called RICE and it does not mean that you eat more rice or apply rice on the injured area. RICE is the simplification of Rest, Ice, Compress and Elevate.

Rest - Rest is very important so that you don't aggravate the injury and so that your body has the energy needed to heal itself. This explains why I skipped class the next day and this also means no porn for at least a few days to come. :-(

Ice - Anything cold acts to relief pain and most importantly reduces blood flow to the injured area to reduce swelling. After the swelling goes away, the ice then can be used for Teh O' Limau Ais.

Compress - Compress the affected area with bandage to limit swelling. Not to overdo it though. Or else rather than reducing the swelling, you'll be reduced of a leg due to lack of blood circulation to your leg.

Elevate - It is said its best to elevate your injured area above the heart when sleeping. In my case, I put my leg above a pillow. I'm not too sure why though. Being always twisting and turning in the bed, my leg always ends up under the pillow rather than on top.

My calf after 2 days

Me sad coz can't join in the fun

Moving to the second phase of my post, yesterday I went a futsal gathering with members of the football jersey collectors forum. I obviously can'y play. So I just sat at the side and watched the others play. All very nice guys.

Group photo after the futsal session

Went to Mamak Bistro at SS14 after that for yum cha session. And me being me..

ate damn a lot (tats Ayai next to me)

Before I end the post, Happy Birthday Su Ann!! Although its a day late its still better late than never rite? Btwn, i think my post time is a lil screwed up. when i post it today 14/08/08 just say 4.20 pm, it shows I've posted at 12.20 pm. Anyone can help?

How To Increase Traffic To Your Blog?

2008-08-11T11:11:00.000+08:00

As I jumped onto the blogging bandwagon, it's all so normal for me to just look at my Sitemeter bar increase informing me the number of visitors that have dropped by my blog to read my crappy 1st post. I'm sure every blogger takes pride at the number visitors they get per day and I'm no different.

So what does it take build your reputation in the blogging world? I have compiled 5 top tips on how to become an ultimate blogger that has traffic so high that makes the KL peak hour traffic jam looks like a very minor problem.

1. Witty and Funny

Requirements: A good sense of humor and an upgraded library for word usage
Think of: Kenny Sia
Kenny Sia is one of the success story of a small town Kuching boy that made it big through the world wide web. His picture above itself is enough to laugh your ass out. But his style of writing is what stands out from the rest. He conveys his message in a very funny manner and its hard to argue that within two years of launching his website, he has gone to achieve a lot of things and his website is a living proof for it. Go and read it yourself.

2. Cam-whore

Requirements: Pretty face (works best for female), a great body and a digital camera.
Think of: Dawn Yang
This blogger cum model is one of the hottest you can find in the Asian region. Originates from Singapore, her blog have led to her becoming a professional model and gracing the cover page of the magazines like FHM and Maxim Singapore. Although she has been condemned for going under the knife to fix her imperfections, I'd say why not? At least she's getting paid for what she is now and she looks HOT!! And the more revealing you wear, the more male visitors will drop by to say HELLO!!

3. Condemn the Government

Requirements: BALLS (A pair of big one indeed) and a lot of money just in case you get sued by the civil servants or to bail you out if jail when u get prisoned.
Think of: Raja Petra Kamaruddin
He is a member of the Selangor royal family. His blog, Malaysia Today aims at Malaysian politics and social scenes. Due to his critical views on the local politics, he have been arrested a few times and some civil servants have sued him over defamation. His entries are very humorous and for people like me who aren't as much interested in politics, his blog keeps me updated with the local news.

4. Celebrity

Requirements: Famous, female preferably and plus point if acted in a stolen sex tape
Think of: Kim Kardashian
Well since I've caught your attention with the last phrase in the requirements section, I shall begin with that. She had a sex tape leaked onto the internet made by then boyfriend, rapper Ray J. She is a socialite and actress by profession. Don't ask me what movies she's acted because i myself don't know. Although her blog just acts to promote her larger than normal assets with pictures of her in bikinis, we guys just don't mind. The less words the better!! There's also rumors going around that she might be the latest addition to the Pussy Cat Dolls.

5. Celebrity Stalker

Requirements: Paparazzi connections and media research
Think of: Pink is the New Blog
The editor of this blog is Trent Vanegas. He writes on celebrity gossip stories surrounding the Hollywood. Who doesn't like gossips? especially when it comes to the likes of Jessica Alba, Megan Fox and Lindsay Lohan. Oh not to forget, the editor is also the founder of Queerty, a website dedicated to gay lifestyle. Yes u took the words right out of my mouth.

So my friends, now you know what makes their blog so famous and make hundreds, maybe thousands of dollars from advertisements alone. As for me, I've decided what course of action to take to increase traffic to my blog. The next time you drop by my blog and find pictures of me in some compromising positions, don't be scared. It's all part of the plan.

Hello, Apa Khabar, Vanakam, Namaste

2008-08-10T01:18:00.000+08:00

Hello everyone, since this is the first post of mine, I shall begin with something happy.

This happened like two weeks ago when my FYP partner, TPK and I went to meet my supervisor, Dr Kenny. We were asking him what were we supposed to do for our project. So while he was busy answering our retarded questions, he was playing with his bottle cap..No not the bottle caps that we used to play in our schooling years. Just an ordinary blue bottle cap which he swung left and right as though he was carrying a wand or something trying to animate himself when suddenly the cap fell to the ground underneath his table.

There was dead silence in the room for a while. He looked at the bottle cap for a moment then realizing he can't reach it, he went like "So where were we?"

TPK and I came out and burst out laughing. Funny! No? Well sorry for my poor attempt then. I shall try harder next time or I should just close this blog and go back to 'stalking' other people's blog as TPK puts it.