Those were the days...

You know, in life there are many things which have to give way to better things... well this is not one of them...

i think its the equivilant of a house womans morning coffee, because there is just way too much gossip... LOL...


i miss the days where we use to go mamak'ing every night or rather every other night, i cant remember but i think we stoped going because we were all too busy... what a crap reason.


Rafael gregory is so going to the mamak today, even if its me alone.. any one wanna follow?

Pheonix

thats what i am right now, from the ashes of yesterday to a new me today.

the new part of me will be now blogging more often as i need a place to write my thoughts, random scribbles on paper dont work anymore. hence this will be my scribble book .

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Some times i wonder, do people really have no brains or is it due to a lack of common sense, i mean if it is your job to do, do it... dont have to be bitchy while doing it, but hey its your life right and we should stand for what we advocate in so much.

so here is a toast to those who love to talk highly about themself, may they always be in the coulds unknowing because ignorence is pure bliss...

BEING...gay......

now though the title may get u guys and gals jumping to conclusions... let me set the record straight... i am not gay... outgoingly crazy and fun.. not gay...

so the reason y i am writting this is coz well... after reading rob's post and alex about them coming out... well it really reminds me of when i helped my friend, who shall be known as X for personal privacy to come out.

well X is a friend.. not very close but well...close enuf i guess... he had been strugglng for about 3 years to tell his parents.. i few of his friends knew.. but to tell his parents were.. well as any one gay knows.. is not easy...

so when he did tell them after his SPM last year well... i think the worst happend to him... well.. robb maybe forgot this.. his parents went to the extremes... he was the only child and the parents blamed each other for who's mistake it was.. and it resulted in a divorce... harsh i know...

X was way sad.. and dipressed.. and during the divorce when custody came... neither one wanted him... they fought over the house car and even cat... but not the son... in the end.. X told his grandparents about the acctual reason for the divorce the lie the parents made up was that both cheated on each other...(it seems so gossip girl) and well.. the grandparents who could not support a teenager going to UNI took him in..

in 3 day's it would be one year since he told them... things are still kinda the same... but luckly for him.. he scored 11A1's for SPM and got a schollarship. X is much free now but still wonders if he should have even told his parents.



so for those who have come out.. thank GOD u do not have parents like these.. and for those who are thinking of comming out... dont worry... things will get better...

mommy...

In just a blink of an eye she sees her children growing up and time is against her. Her only son is leaving for University barely noticing the remorse in her eyes as she watches him go. She has to let him go. Let him spread his wings and leave the nest. He is sad to leave but at least has something to look forward to. A new life. Freedom. Friends. What does she have to look forward to but a phone call from her only son. He is swamped with work, sleeping. The calls become less frequent but he still thinks of her. Always. She is a working woman. Always busy with keeping everybody happy and helping others. Not even once stopping to do something for herself. It is from her heart that he has learned the meaning of love. The meaning of passion. The meaning of perseverance. She awaits for that one call that would brighten her day. An everlasting bliss. How much she would want to hear his voice even if it was just to ask her for money to buy a branded new outfit. Even though there is no money to give. She will find a way. She always does. To know that her only son is happy and safe is all she needs. His eyes are blinded by so many temptations. So many distractions. He is but blind to the very essence of this lady who has sacrificed her whole life for him.. But a new dawn has set and....

He will try to become a better son. A better brother. He has been away long enough to know. Just know. He will forever be great full. Nothing will come in between the love of a mother and her son. The most wonderful gift of love he has been given from God is his mother.

Nokia Nuffnang Silent Halloween Rocks

now... this wont be a story like what others wrote... but rather an interview with satan... so my commentary will be in green and what he is saying will be in blue.
now... though many people didn't talk to him.. and he was sad ... well... i still can bet u no one knows what his name is... haha... but i manage to catch up with him and get the story of his success in getting one of the prizes.. which was...the nokia 5220.. for the best gamer..
so for his story ... well i never thought one would go to the extends to try to win a phone..
first is the journey to KL as he is not from kl.. so he takes a bus aroun 2 pm to the nearest KTM station.. (the shirt he was wearing was like 2 weeks not washed and guess what... he wore it yesterday the whole day and to sleep... so yeah...)then he takes the KTM to central...(runs from the bus to the counter like no tommro only to be waiting at the counter to get his ticket for 15 mins... haha)and the time is like 4 now... so he changes train... once again runs down the escalator and bumps into people... never say sorry also... haihh.. takes yet another picture... and heads to get his costume.. the time is like now 5 and money... o my... seriously running low.. like 6 bucks left... now he gets to KLCC and runs like a mad dog through KLCC... to get on to the other side... almost knocks an old lady down... haihhh... pity the woman la..
due to the lack of cash.. he decides to walk to the club.. in the hot sun... and drags the photographer along...

worst part... both get lost...(when lost also can take picture..*notice the sky how bright... god it was hot!) in the end the photographer have to use his phone to find directions..

because of stuborness of satan not wanting to ask direction.. he gets lost for about 20 mins... aimlessly walking.. getting honked at..

then he spots the club... (acctually the photographer did... doesnt matter)... looks into wallet... see's only 5 bucks... apprently he counted wrongly after leaving costume shop... ZZZzzzz
goes to 7 eleven can gets a big bottle of water and 2 buns.. one for him and one for phographer... the time is 5.55so then what else to do... camwhore la... why... (too scared to go in..hahahahaha)
photographer have to go in first...

while he tries to change.. photographer takes a few pictures of the club.. note that in the picture below... the sun is still so bright until the inside of the club floor looks so bright..


then photgrapher is requested to the bathrooms... why... to help him put on eyeliner... haihh... which he cries everytime photographer bring the crayon stick close to his face..


the final product... photographer on the left... hero of the day on the right... (crying hero)..

then... finally sees people coming in... and gets happy... (happier when he saw the nuffies change..


by about 7.30 ish the place was full.... let the party begin!

Liang was the MC of the night and he was the bomb... fun and outgoing.. so the night started off with a speech... (very short) from timothy tiah

sorry no pic..

well the IAC bands from nokia come on and well... honestly the bloggers didnt really support them la... well i know why i didnt support... hungry like mad....(only one stupid bun in the stomach)


after the makan... it would seem like everyone was ok.. dancing la.. playing games... poping other ballons..lol..(that got preety violent).

picture from joshua's blog

it was during the balloon game that i saw her.. i mean.. him...??? i mean... it.... urmmm..!?!?!. i saw.,.. PARIS HILTON!..

but my photographer was mising... so couldnt take picture with my precious...(urmm.. i think the contacts need to be changed..)

so in the middle of the pic is paris hilton.. just for those who went there...

it was fun games.. and the prizes were great too... movie tickets and rm100!!... fantastic!!

then came the highlight of the night... the silent dance... now to all out there... we are the first in malaysia...!!... though it was weird... can only hear people laughing and talking.. everyone on the dancefloor was groving it... props to kelly who was great!

sorry joshua... this pic is too great... to be left there in ur blog...this are all the winners..

pics and work courtesy of jousha

ok... so if any of u guys acctually read all of this... where the heck did i play the games... (all the time).... i played it like... whenever i could... i think i played like 50 times...(i think more than 100)

so wait... thats not the end... well i know u guys are getting tired reading this but trust me... u wanna read the end..

so after getting my prize... i grabbed my things and i ran... yes ran back to KLCC... that was like at 10.20 something... so after running non-stop for about 10 mins we reached... and F@#$ the doors were closed.. so run again all aorund KLCC to the other enterence... thank god got in... then take LRT to central... time curently.. 11.10.. this is where the last 5 bucks went... buy ticket... to go back home.. so go down and wait... 11.15... 11. 20... shit dont tell me no train... haihhh... then announcement.. the last train will be arriving in 3 mins... god sent la..

thats not the end..

now from train station how to go back home... the transport we had could not come.. so... taxi lor... rm 15 bucks.. wait.. where did that money come from... came from photographer... running to his room to tkae money then run out of campus to give the taxi man...

then the day ended... but through out the whole day... with all the running and walking.. guess what the photographer which was me if u havent guessed it already had to endure... a freaking cut ....




so in the end... we do it all for our friends... NAVIN who won... haihh... now hopefully its my turn to win...

THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!

p.s. thanks to navin for the adventure of a lifetime...(never to be repeated again)
and thanks to shoilin tiger for the photo as well as jousha for ur photo's too...

Halloween!

just a very quick post between studying... this was taken at the nuffnang halloween bash yesterday!

p.s. im on the left..

guess what i found...

now im guessing that those who read the papers would know about this... but well.. its just shows how malaysian we are...

now i typed in google 'truly malaysia' and this appared..



yes yes... for those of u who don't know what it is... it is a chastity belt (PAMPERS to nath and yennie)

to me i think its a cross between a pampers and a

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... so what does this have to do about truly malaysia... well... read the following..

KUALA LUMPUR, Malaysia - Women should wear chastity belts to prevent rape, incest and other sex crimes, a prominent Islamic cleric in northern Malaysia was quoted as saying Friday.

Abu Hassan Din Al Hafiz, speaking in the northern state of Terengganu, said chastity belts could protect women from a growing number of sex crimes in Malaysia, The Star newspaper reported.

The best way to avert sex perpetrators is to wear protection,’ Abu Hassan told a crowd of followers. My intention is not to offend women but to safeguard them from sex maniacs.’

well all i have to say is...EDUCATE THE MEN... what the heck.. the problem to solve rape is by making the victims wear protection not stopping the criminals..

haihh.... trutly malaysian mentality...