The Woman Of My Life

I am trying to be as frank and truthful as I can with this post...

Let's start off with myself....

Basically, I am a very hot headed person,
A perfectionist,
full of unpredictability, meaning, things that really bug others will not bother me but things that others see as nothing might get me burning like hell,
etc,etc,etc..

I admit that I am not an easy person to work with......I demand the best from myself and of others....sometimes to the point that its being perceived as "bossy"...

People who know me well understand what I am trying to accomplish

People who don't know me well hate my guts like hell ( this is how I like it!! )...

My close friends know that I will always be there for them no matter what.....

My wife and family know that I will gladly die for them...

I am no Angel but neither am I a Devil...

I have since learnt to cool down and see things thru "wide vision"...this is all thanks to The Woman In My Life....My Dearest Wifey...


Hey, please don't get me wrong, I am not trying to show off or let off steam....its a fact that everyone is important to someone right? In my case its my wife...

I admit that I would not have accomplished as many things today if not for her...

Most importantly, I thank her for giving me the two best"est" things in my life....my kids, Isaac and Ivan....and another big thank you for being my wife...

More often than not, I have made her unhappy with all the travelling that is involved in my work but I know that she will always try to put on a brave front so that I don't feel any reluctantcy to leave the house....

She will also try her best o make me laugh by acting the goon whenever I have a bad day at the office.....nowadays she acts the goon quite often...kekekekeke

Thank you for being my wife, thank you for giving me two wonderful children. If ever so that I have to leave abruptly, I know that the children will be well taken care off.....

I Love You Wifey........

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Birthdays...??

Birthdays.....what is in a birthday?

Happy Birthday!!!!!!

Supposed to be a time where friends and family members rejoice the day that you came into this world...a wailing, bouncing, pink, healthy, cheeky package right?

Birthdays are celebrated around the world repetitively by all creed and races. In short, its a time of rememberance for when one came about...

For me, I rarely celebrate my birthdays....its not because I am shy to let the world know how old I am ( 37 this year ) BUT I will celebrate it only if my mum and dad are around....why? some may ask...

Its simple...to me, a birthday is not a time for rejoicing the day I came into this world BUT it should be a time where I remember the pain and suffering that my mum went thru bringing me into the world....without her ( and my dad ) there will not be a me or any birthday whatsoever to celebrate right?

Therefore, I always make it a point to remind my kids how bloody painful it was for their mum to give birth to them....

For Isaac ( 22nd June 2000 ), I had to keep fanning a makeshift fan for the whole 23 hours because wifey complained that she was feeling hot all of the time ( I was shivering with cold ). That, coupled with the fact that I had to "pakat" with the doctor to pull while I pushed my wife's stomach because she was too weak to do it. I cannot forget the sound the scissors made when the doctor made the opening bigger so that Isaac could pop out..aaaarrgg! Neither could I forget the sight of all the "bak kut teh" that splashed out together with Isaac and the sound of my wife screaming with pain and relief at the same time...ouch!

I regret to say that for Ivan ( 17th June 2002 ) the Doctor did not let me into the room because they needed to do a ceaser on wifey because Ivan was distressed. Wifey later told me that the Doctor called a bunch of trainees to stand around her while they did the operation. She even told me that she was conscious all of the time because they only numbed half of her body. She even felt it when the Doctor put his hands into her to feel for the baby...aaaaaoooouuch! Bloody hell, the Doctor was lucky that wifey related all that to me at home or I would have punched his freaking lights out in front of his students so that he could have a feel how it felt to be gawked upon...KNNCCB!



Anyways, back to birthdays....whatever what people might say, I am still of my PERSONAL opinion that birthday is a time for one to remember our mum's pain, suffering, agony and shame ( in some instances ) AND also not forgetting the torment that we put her through when bringing us up as opposed to common cultural practise.....as for dad, well, he had his pains and fun in the process ( thanks anyway..kekeke )

HECK, its 2 every1 his/her OWN....................

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I miss You like CRAZY

Live seems kinda boring after Suzy is gone......

Spent endless days day dreaming of the times I had with Suzy......

The tension I felt in her when the wind caressed her curves..........

The times when she gave me her undying and undivided attention........

The assurance of togetherness whenever I am astride her............

I really miss Suzy.......till today I still cannot forget her.....

My Suzuki RF600RR......

The consolation is that she's being sold to another owner who will love and take care of her as I have done. Be good to your new owner Suzy......see you when I see you.

And all I have left with me is faithful old Nolan.....


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Age Test

Guys, this post is specially for you....maybe you can apply it in real live...read, remember and learn..

A woman decides to have a facelift for her 50th birthday.
She spends $15,000 and feels pretty good about the results.

On her way home, she stops at a news stand to buy a newspaper.
Before leaving, she says to the clerk,
'I hope you don't mind my asking, but how old do you think I am?'
'About 32,' is the reply.'
'Nope! I'm exactly 50,' the woman says happily.

A little while later she goes into McDonald's and asks the counter girl the
very same question.

The girl replies, 'I'd guess about 29.'
The woman replies with a big smile, 'Nope, I'm 50.'

Now she's feeling really good about herself. She stops in a drug store on
her way down the street. She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the clerk this burning question.

The clerk responds, 'Oh, I'd say 30.'
Again she proudly responds, 'I'm 50, but thank you!'

While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next to
her the same question.

He replies, 'Lady, I'm 78 and my eyesight is going. Although, when I was
young there was a sure-fire way to tell how old a woman was. It sounds very forward, but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra. Then, and only then can I tell you EXACTLY how old you are.'

They wait in silence on the empty street until her curiosity gets the best of her.

She finally blurts out, 'What the hell, go ahead.'

He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around very
slowly and carefully. He bounces and weighs each breast and he gently pinches each nipple. He pushes her breasts together and rubs them against each other.


After a couple of minutes of this, she says, 'Okay, okay....How old am I?'

He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, and says,

'Madam, you are 50.'

Stunned and amazed, the woman says, 'That was incredible, how could you tell?'

The old man says, 'Promise you won't get mad?'

'I promise I won't', she says.......

'I was behind you at McDonalds.'

Waaaahahahahahaaa.......2 every1 his/her OWN...........

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Just For Today

I got this from something that I attended somewhere, sometime....it reads like this...

I Will Be Happy,
I Will Make Others Happy,
I Will be Active And Energised All Day Long,
I Will Enjoy Working,
I Will Be Of Service To Others,
I Will Count My Blessings For Today Is The First Day OF The Rest OF My Life..

At present this is how I am feeling....

I Will Be Sohai,
I Will Make Others Sohai,
I Will be Sohai and Sohai All Day Long,
I Will Enjoy Being A Sohai,
I Will Be Of Sohai To Other Sohais
I Will Count My Sohais For Today Is The First Sohai Day For The Rest Of My Sohai Life....

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Who is tat Muthahvuckar?

Got all heated up after another unfortunate encounter with THE motherfucker in my office...I try my level best to abvoid him like the plague but he always seems to appear in my face....FUCK!!!!

The bloooody sohai is famous for throwing a spanner into the works all of the time....why can't the stoooopid chauhai just die!!!! die la, please die!!!!! or just fall down the steps and break every fucking bone in his body? KNN...

Those who are not working with me have no clue to what I am talking about...very sorry....this post is just to let off some steam.

I am seriously contemplating to pull out of my present assignment just because of this shit head....as usual, THE bastard is trying to show that he is worth something to the company...maybe he is scared off getting the boot by the principals when he gets to retirement age..

I will fuck off now if I were him....for God's sake, the whole damn world knows that this bastard is worth shit to the company.....always on the take ( refer to previous post of Candy Jar/Ass ), always screwing things up, always lazing on the job, super taichi masterbater...worthless piece of horse crap!! So worthless and despicable are his actions that even the flies won't land on his exposed wound...stooopid son of a fuck!!

If I had one wish, the wish would be to have someone walk up to him and literally shoot him in the face point blank range....but please punch out all his teeth and break his jaws before they do that...thank you in advance.

Its so sad to say that his kid got all of the repercussion because of his and his wife's mouth....wonder when they will learn not to put people in trouble and act responsibly....

2 every1 his/her OWN......DIE MOTHERFUCKER!!! DIE!!!!!

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Who done IT?

One day during dinner, my youngest son ( Ivan ) asked my wife the most mind blowing question....it was something like this..

Ivan: Mummmy, can I get a Tattoo like Dad's? A big colourful one...

Wifey: Why would you want a tattoo dear?

Ivan: because Dad has one on each of his arms and I want one too...can I? can I?

Wifey: looks to me and puts on her " you see!!" face.

So, one fine day while in Penang, when we were out walking at one of the Malls...I sorta like came across one of those stalls offering temporary tattoo ( last about 2 weeks ) and I told wifey about it. We agreed to let Ivan get a tattoo done on his hand or buttocks or wherever he feels like it.


Ivan initially freaked out and refused to get the tattoo done but he eventually agreed on the condition that he gets to choose the tattoo design.


Our friend ended up with a dragon cum tribal based design that he liked, he even told the lady to do it in two colours for him ( black and green )....the whole thing lasted about 10 minutes and costed me RM32 including the additional colours.

All in all it was one hell of a good piece of work...I must say that it looks better than mine. Ivan was so damn proud of his tattoo that he told his mother that he wanted to get one that would not come off!!! Oh my God!! I took the chance to explain to him that a tattoo is a very,very personal thing and that it will not do him any good getting one now but we ( wifey and I ) will not object to him getting one when he has the right to vote...2 every1 his/her OWN right?

I dread the day Ivan start to ask me about " The Birds and The Bees"...sheeesh!! First thing I will tell him to do is to use a RUBBER no matter what..kekekekeke

For the records, his tattoed dragon head is fading and Ivan is now bugging me that take him for a new tattoo....any of you know of good temp tattoo kiosk around in PJ area please let me know ok? Thanks in advance...

Before I forget, I told wifey that in the event of a plane crash or some frightful accident where all the bodies might be mangled or burnt beyond recognition, she can always recognized me by my tattoos because its custom made and "customly" made for this purpose ( considering the frequency of me travelling in the course of my work )....thats the prime reason why I got myself tattooed..hehehe

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Goodbye Grandma

Went back to Penang on the 12th of this month to see the final step of my beloved Grandma's journey....the closing of her ash cubicle. Thanks to Pamela, Johnnie, Mandy, Timmy and all those who live in the Northern side who whole heartedly chipped in to make this occasion a success....THANK YOU, THANK YOU....

The ceremony went on well....started with offering and prayers ( 5 monks ) before the final sealing process. Grandma's favourite articles were brought over by my Auntie Cheng from Sungai Petani for this special occassion....her specs, a jewellery box, etc.

The whole ceremony was concluded within an hour....simple and fast...REST IN PEACE GRANDMA...I will forever miss you and thank you for all the hugs and kisses and for the guidance in making me who I am today...thank you..

All of us ended up by going to lunch at a hawker square after the ceremony. It was a chance to catch up on the past and present BUT I somehow felt that it will be like the last dinner that Jesus had....meaning that it will be a very, very long time before we can sit together again.

Anyway, it will be a waste of e-space to write on unhappy bygones....what I know is that Grandma has journeyed on to a better place where she will be with the ones she loves, who will in turn love her back unconditionally.....

MAY THE LORD BLESS YOUR SOUL AND MAY HE KEEP YOU SAFE ALWAYS...REST IN PEACE GRANDMA

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Why? Why? Tell Me Why?

I use the highway to work everyday without fail...and everyday without fail I will get stuck in a jam at the Damansara to Subang stretch....

Thats the bane of motorist in Malaysia.....hvuck!

Pay to get on the highway only to end up in a crawl....wonder which bunch of moronic idiots are in charge of traffic control and wonder to whose pocket our toll money goes to. Last time, it was stooopid Samy fucking Veloo...now? to who? his mother?

The PLUS ( highway concessionaire ) could at leats implement some traffic control over high density areas la.....I know in some countries they open up extra lanes by closing up the oncoming traffic lanes but sad to say that we have a bunch of LAZY PIGS over here....


The situation will worsen when there's an accident ( irrespective which side of the traffic ) or when there are some BIG BALLED hotshot with KNNCCB Police escorts, sirens blaring rushing on some mistress screwing errand....how nice it would be if their energy used for screwing were to be channeled into improvement for the Rakyat....fucking pigs!!

I know that everyone will forever be faced with traffic problems as long as the need to travel is there...I also know that any/all complaints ( be it to the newspaper, blogs and shouting our head off ) will be fruitless....maybe a 4 teired highway can help but I wouldn't put my money on it because of BolehLand's super fucked up policy of taking 4 years to build, only 1 year to use redundant system...KNN....

Hopefully, the new State Goverment can do something about this but I seriously don't think so because Grey is Grey no matter what shade it's in....

Well, its back to the daily crawl unless I choose to sell off my car for a bicycle....

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Those Were The Days My Friend

A good friend of mine and my God Sister sent this to me via email....tot of sharing with you guys.....

It's Back To The Future....zooooomph!!

One lousy day in the middle of the economic crisis, PM Mahathir was feeling extremely frustrated and cracking his nuts wondering how a neighboring country can be doing better than Malaysia.

One of his aides said, "I heard that the leaders consult Feng Shui masters to ensure prosperity for the country".

Dr Mahathir thought if that was the case, Malaysia Bomoh also can do it maaa, and off he went to seek the top bomoh's advice.

After reviewing the case, the bomoh told Dr M that there were 2 things that he must do :

Bomoh : Step 1. You must blame the crisis on SOROS
for everything.
Dr M : But why ?

Bomoh: Because SOROS stands for 'Speculate On
Ringgit Or Stocks'.
You must blame him, and look at ways to control the
ringgit and stock market.

Bomoh : Step 2 - You must get rid of ANWAR.
Dr M: What! why him ?

Bomoh: Because ANWAR stands for 'A Nation Without
Any Ringgit'.
Dr M: But how ? This is most difficult to do, he is
popular with the people.

Bomoh : Aiyoh, you bodoh lah! Look at your name,
MAHATHIR = Make Anwar Homosexual And Then Highlight It
Repeatedly.

WWWAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA...........2 every1 his/her OWN.......

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Who likes Candy?

Heard about someone getting caught with their hands in the candy jar?

Well, in the place where I work there is this guy who likes to put his hands in the candy jar...he thinks no one notices but if only he knew....if only he knew....

Sad to say the laws in BolehLand is not that "punishing" towards those who posseses a sweet tooth with hands to go with it.....worse to worse its 1-2 years jail for CBT ( Criminal Breach Of Trust ) and they come out a millionaire.....fvucks!!

Back to the candy jar bugger in my place of work.......

I dunno how he can face the shareholders with a straight face after swindling/stealing/cheating their money....really dunno how leh...

I sincerely hope that they will get tired of his antics and report him to the relevant authorities but thats super duper wishful thinking on my part cos it won't happen in a godzillion years...double fvucks. Been together for too long they say....been thru too much they say....well, its they mooolah and not mine...dun give a flying fuck what they do as long as I get paid every month.

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I am BAAAAACK!!!!

Just finished the shit project that got me shitless the whole part of last year...pheew!

Thank GOD I had the chance to work with a super bunch of people......people who do not shrink from their responsibilities, people who don't play taichi and such...thank you, thank you.

Just cam eback from Surabaya with 2 of my colleagues.....no special agenda...just hanging out, goofing off and having some splendid shopping done....not to mention coming back to the hotel pissed drunk in the wee hours everyday...EVERY FREAKING DAY!!!!

Firstly, I would like to apologise for not being able to blog hop as much as I want to because my STOOOOPID hard disk crashed on me.....KNN, 100 gig of data gone....finito...non recoverable...hangus...hancus...get my drift?

Lucky, for Ding and Nick, they got me back in operational mode in no time flat...thanks guys...owe you one kaukau lunch.

Till then, as when....2 every1 his/her OWN..............

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