So its settled then. For so long now we have been through so much, now we might be saying goodbye for good. I mean the form 6 bunch anyway. Haha. Nice noeing u ppl. No... Its not a goodbye post~ We'll still see each other during the holidays. But its gonna come a time when we wont be hitching rides, hitting the malls or doing crazy stuff anymore. xDD (Yes... until the holidays.... then sumone's gonna buy the drinks, czu its not gonna be e. Hohoho)
So this is kinda a tribute to the 4 fellas I know, cared, known and for goodness sake cherished for the entire holidays. (Actually it was CC who forced me to write. Say I din bother much bout them enuff. T.T)
Heraus aka Chern Chiang
Ok. Ring leader who brought us together. He was the one who placed tat CD in our hands and said, eh, good game. Go home install. He was the one who 'chun' us with his lvl99 MaGnEsIuM and leeched us all into geng chars. Tat's when the whole RO gang thing started. Brilliant. Time wasting. Yet, briliant. It brought us together, it brought us down together, and its gonna be the one thing that we'll think back n ponder upon together. Dam... mayb i'll post the screen shots. But lazy la today.
Characteristics: Funny, Outgoing, Cheery, and Fun to Be With, Confidable.
Most cherished moment: Called everyone noob, became bloodthirsty and PKed everyone in sight.
*pk stands for ... err.... really.. I have no idea.. but its like killing other players.
Catch-phrase: I wannnnnnn!!
Most Uncherished moments: Became emo after sing k and we all got screwed. T.T
Radium aka Robson Ng
I said it once, I'll say it again. The most yeng person in the group. Still remembers his introduction: 'No, I don't go after girls. Girls come after me.' Recently bought a sweet new smoking ride. A white Saga. The joker and everytime you talk to him you get that 'za dou' feeling. Very easy going and is one hell of a peacemaker. He's the reason we're still together no matter how heated the arguement is. And he loves his hamsters.
Characteristics: Loveable (Girls only), Cool (Girls only), Dashing (Girls only), Funny, Ridiculous, Rude and Insane. xD And very gong 'Yi Hei'!!
Catch-phrase: Ngo Diu Lei Mehhhh, Ngo Yiu Da Sap Goh! (I wan whack 10 ppl!)
Most Cherished Moment: Standing up and scolding ppl who anger us.
Most Uncherished Moment: Nothing wor... walao...
Robson's wedding day. Tats the wife over at his left.
Mok aka Wai Kit aka Xenon
Lamer la. Lolz. But still a very 'important' person. Without him, L4D sure lose. Without him, CS sure get owned. Without him, nobody will get frost to death by his jokes. Very realistic person. The wise guy in the group. IQ lvl highest. Brain waves dam siao. GG. And the only true fren who drives 100000 miles from Old Klang Road to Cheras to ferry us around. Yeng anot I ask you? Salute u man!
Characteristics: Lame, lame, and lame. Wise, reasonable, farny, and the person who keeps his cool during an arguement.
Catch -phrase: Oso Ngo Diu Lei Meh, GG.
Most Cherished Moment: Act Jay Chou in Genting.
Most Uncherished Moment: Act emo for over 1 week due to scholarship pressure.
Tritium aka Chee Kar
A real pain in the ass. Life's definition of the thorn among the roses. (GG xD LMAO so untrue man, but still yeng.) Very stubborn and hot-headed. But the most street smart guy in the group. Can tell lies from truth, girls from non-girls and is most experienced in every vice and malice. And dam yeng oso. Drives the most exp car.
Characteristics: Flamable, Evil, but dam gong 'Yi Hei' oso.
Catch-phrase: I tell you. You go take a basin of *** then see your reflection first.
Most Cherished moment: Car broke down. He thought of a way to fix it. And it worked.
Most Uncherished moment: I'll publish the book soon.
And then there's me. Nothing much to say. But we exist and find comfort in each other's presence. Ain't no where that we go without consulting one another. Cuz we got each other to count on in a crisis. A toast to you guys!
PS: No time la... Wan go eat dim sum 2moro. Will upload the photos soon. Wakakaka.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
For that one person
You'll noe it when you read this.
Several parts of our lives require different kinds of methods to pass each obstacle set before us. Whether its simple or just just diabolically difficult. One of these methods is a true miracle. Something that is written in every song, book and tale, and its one of the most magical things available to mortals to get us through troubled times. Frens.
And no.. its not a post about what frens are, thier importance and bla-d-bla-d-bla.
Its more about views.
There will come a time when we begin to question. We begin to wonder. We begin to second-thoughtly doubt whether what we have been believing in is true. We begin to second guess where we're going. What we're heading for. And its this kind of times when we begin to see change. Its what drive us mortal forward. To build. To invent. To improvise.
But sadly. Not every improvision is well... suitable. A fren is a fren so long as the people who cherish this frenship continue to do so. Yet. Some seem to have different perceptions about what to expect from one another. And when we do not deliver. Chaos erupts. What could hurt more than a fren's uproar?
A kind of long lasting frenship is rare. Because it takes both sides to agree on the same thing at the right moment, at the right time. At the right place. Kinda impossbile. But it happens. And it has. So its to be cherished. And then there is the mediocre ones that don't seem to last, are on the verge of breaking, but are still bound together by trust, ties or just plain too-much-giving-and-or-taking, which is not really tat beneficial cuz its only a matter of time before the giver becomes too aware of it and the whole thing falls apart. Then.. there's the third kind. Now.. Its quite hard to put it in words. Either its just the use-and-dispose kind, the mutual understanding until everything settles get of my back kind, or the one that I want to focus on, because its happening - The self-distruction kind. aka, oversensitive.
Now, I'm not saying its a crime to pull out of a bad investment when you see fit. Its a good relationship between frens gone sour. Because one party thinks the other has deserted them fer better companions and so does the other. And yes, there are the complications of gender, race, politics, belief and all. But when you mark it all down and think abut it, its the same things we have decided to overlook when we agreed to have this frenship. Its the same package, bad and the good, that we have taken upon ourselves to give-and-take in order to let it run.
Maybe it was a misunderstading. Maybe it was oversensetivity. Maybe its.. I don't know.. a certain miscommunication somewhere here and there. Now its become a rather shaky situation.
And I just want to clear things up.
We have never abandoned you. Let alone feed all those attention, passion and love you have given us to the dogs. You are still a huge part of us. No matter what we might think or say. But the truth hurts, really. It was never us who discarded you. You figured it out the wrong way. But it hurts us because it was you who let it go in the first place. You traded trust for better frens of a higher rank. You traded time and attention for glory and fame. YOU decided to take what ours and turn it into what was yours. And you call it our-fault?
I am not pointing fingers. But its a sad truth. Ask me once and ask me twice. We have not for a second thought of you as an outsider. We covered your back once and we are always willing to do it again and again. But ask yourself if you have covered ours in return? Sure... You brought home better goods. But its not the goods or the riches or the spoils of your new-found adventures that we desire. Its the times we spend together, doing something we know is truly enjoyable together. That's what makes it special. You can join a new horde of Lords and Knights and spare us the silver while you take the gold. But it would have been happier to just sit along the side-walks and sing in merriment even in ragged clothes and torn apparel.
Maybe its our fault. Because we never knew what you wanted or needed. But yet again. You never told us. Maybe we overlooked something. Maybe we crossed the line doing something out-of-our hands. Then tell us what it is. Not wander off into the sunset and put the blame on us and say we didn't care.
Because we do. That's why I'm writing this.
Several parts of our lives require different kinds of methods to pass each obstacle set before us. Whether its simple or just just diabolically difficult. One of these methods is a true miracle. Something that is written in every song, book and tale, and its one of the most magical things available to mortals to get us through troubled times. Frens.
And no.. its not a post about what frens are, thier importance and bla-d-bla-d-bla.
Its more about views.
There will come a time when we begin to question. We begin to wonder. We begin to second-thoughtly doubt whether what we have been believing in is true. We begin to second guess where we're going. What we're heading for. And its this kind of times when we begin to see change. Its what drive us mortal forward. To build. To invent. To improvise.
But sadly. Not every improvision is well... suitable. A fren is a fren so long as the people who cherish this frenship continue to do so. Yet. Some seem to have different perceptions about what to expect from one another. And when we do not deliver. Chaos erupts. What could hurt more than a fren's uproar?
A kind of long lasting frenship is rare. Because it takes both sides to agree on the same thing at the right moment, at the right time. At the right place. Kinda impossbile. But it happens. And it has. So its to be cherished. And then there is the mediocre ones that don't seem to last, are on the verge of breaking, but are still bound together by trust, ties or just plain too-much-giving-and-or-taking, which is not really tat beneficial cuz its only a matter of time before the giver becomes too aware of it and the whole thing falls apart. Then.. there's the third kind. Now.. Its quite hard to put it in words. Either its just the use-and-dispose kind, the mutual understanding until everything settles get of my back kind, or the one that I want to focus on, because its happening - The self-distruction kind. aka, oversensitive.
Now, I'm not saying its a crime to pull out of a bad investment when you see fit. Its a good relationship between frens gone sour. Because one party thinks the other has deserted them fer better companions and so does the other. And yes, there are the complications of gender, race, politics, belief and all. But when you mark it all down and think abut it, its the same things we have decided to overlook when we agreed to have this frenship. Its the same package, bad and the good, that we have taken upon ourselves to give-and-take in order to let it run.
Maybe it was a misunderstading. Maybe it was oversensetivity. Maybe its.. I don't know.. a certain miscommunication somewhere here and there. Now its become a rather shaky situation.
And I just want to clear things up.
We have never abandoned you. Let alone feed all those attention, passion and love you have given us to the dogs. You are still a huge part of us. No matter what we might think or say. But the truth hurts, really. It was never us who discarded you. You figured it out the wrong way. But it hurts us because it was you who let it go in the first place. You traded trust for better frens of a higher rank. You traded time and attention for glory and fame. YOU decided to take what ours and turn it into what was yours. And you call it our-fault?
I am not pointing fingers. But its a sad truth. Ask me once and ask me twice. We have not for a second thought of you as an outsider. We covered your back once and we are always willing to do it again and again. But ask yourself if you have covered ours in return? Sure... You brought home better goods. But its not the goods or the riches or the spoils of your new-found adventures that we desire. Its the times we spend together, doing something we know is truly enjoyable together. That's what makes it special. You can join a new horde of Lords and Knights and spare us the silver while you take the gold. But it would have been happier to just sit along the side-walks and sing in merriment even in ragged clothes and torn apparel.
Maybe its our fault. Because we never knew what you wanted or needed. But yet again. You never told us. Maybe we overlooked something. Maybe we crossed the line doing something out-of-our hands. Then tell us what it is. Not wander off into the sunset and put the blame on us and say we didn't care.
Because we do. That's why I'm writing this.
Crush n Crushed~ There's a difference
So ok. Found some time to pour things out again. Everything went back to the way nature and its order intended it to be. Nothing misplaced, out-cast or tucked away un-neededly. All except this gaping hole of emptiness and hollow feelings that is engulfing me right now.
Its hard to discribe... There is that part of me. The normal, everyday, non-chalant me that tells myself 'Everything's fine. Life's good. Nothing to be blue about.' Then there's this emerging part of me that is soooo megre, so tiny... so insignificant but yet screaming out at me, telling me sumthing is wrong here. Somethings not quite right... Something... is out of place.
Yet I cant figure out what that something is.
=/
So I got back from another gathering today. RO frens and all. Left the house at 2.15 (thx to CC) and once at the LRT station, decided to take the KTM straight there. I 'assured' him it was the fastest way. Yea... Fast indeed.... 3 stations away... and the train betrayed us. T.T It came about 30 mins late. When we finally got on it was 3.30pm.... Sing K was supposed to start at 3pm. Joy~
But I wasn't wrong. We weren't last. GG.
Karaoke lasted for 4 hrs. Seriously. Insane. Felt nice to be able to sing n express myself again. Felt good. Yet... That's when all the trouble started.
I felt.. Well... crushed. Every song, every tune, every nicked tone or out-of-tuned tune, every low beat and high pitch, rap number and fuzzy RnB. It made me well.. quizzy. It brought back memories. Happy ones. Sorrowful ones. Some I had tucked away in my pillow and memories only to turn it over today to find them again. Some I never wanted to remember ever again. The melodies kinda reminded me of my chilhood, you noe. THose days when you were happy-go-lucky and could do without the pressure and pain. Then all the highs and lows of life. My first test. My first fren. My first crush... It all came back like a torrential flood. Merciless. Yet intriguing and full of nostalgia.
Maybe I'm overreacting.. But its so wierd... Every different song brought back a different person. A different part of me. It kinda made me realise what I've lost. What I've gained. What I've become.
Then apart from that, it was just fun to go high pitch and freak ppl out. xD
After the karaoke, makan. Mamak. Yay~
My plate of mee goreng ayam was RM7.00. No~
Plus drinks. RM2.40. Hell No~
Seeing Kira,Kwok,Iko n Reen acting crazy throughout the day. Priceless~
It was supposed to end with a movie. But we ended up going for Left4Dead instead. Lol. And yes... we lost. Cuz Reen pointed the gun at the Hunter that pounced on Kwok and was shouting 'What do I do? What do I do?' Background: Shoot la!!!! Then Robson owned everyone. (Swt... Bommer 10000km away oso can headshot??? walao eh) And Mok trie to paly hero. Until he realised Boomers make a lot of noise, and they dont, I mean don't make a good stalker. (Bluehhh. Bluehh. Urghhhhh. BibaBoom. Chik-Chik (Rob's shotgun))
Well.. bottomline. Kira didn't make it home in time for war. Iko was emo, yet she still sang beautifully. (Dam she's good! xD) Kwok was well.. Kwok. Mok was still intact. Reen was overly pink and hor** ahem* (must be cuz rob wasn't thr... T.T we became replacement sheep). CC was overjoyed about everything. Tricky sang too, and he's oso geng. And Robson was well... absent until the L4D part.
Lost in thought la now. It was a happy and fun-filled day. But something within me is totally screwed up. And the worst part is I cant tell what it is. Its like having a peanutbutter sandwich in the morning, then for the first time in your life you have the inkling that the peanut butter is not as sweet and tangy as it used to be.
Maybe my point of view is changing.
Maybe I'm changing.
Maybe not.
I don't know.
Its hard to discribe... There is that part of me. The normal, everyday, non-chalant me that tells myself 'Everything's fine. Life's good. Nothing to be blue about.' Then there's this emerging part of me that is soooo megre, so tiny... so insignificant but yet screaming out at me, telling me sumthing is wrong here. Somethings not quite right... Something... is out of place.
Yet I cant figure out what that something is.
=/
So I got back from another gathering today. RO frens and all. Left the house at 2.15 (thx to CC) and once at the LRT station, decided to take the KTM straight there. I 'assured' him it was the fastest way. Yea... Fast indeed.... 3 stations away... and the train betrayed us. T.T It came about 30 mins late. When we finally got on it was 3.30pm.... Sing K was supposed to start at 3pm. Joy~
But I wasn't wrong. We weren't last. GG.
Karaoke lasted for 4 hrs. Seriously. Insane. Felt nice to be able to sing n express myself again. Felt good. Yet... That's when all the trouble started.
I felt.. Well... crushed. Every song, every tune, every nicked tone or out-of-tuned tune, every low beat and high pitch, rap number and fuzzy RnB. It made me well.. quizzy. It brought back memories. Happy ones. Sorrowful ones. Some I had tucked away in my pillow and memories only to turn it over today to find them again. Some I never wanted to remember ever again. The melodies kinda reminded me of my chilhood, you noe. THose days when you were happy-go-lucky and could do without the pressure and pain. Then all the highs and lows of life. My first test. My first fren. My first crush... It all came back like a torrential flood. Merciless. Yet intriguing and full of nostalgia.
Maybe I'm overreacting.. But its so wierd... Every different song brought back a different person. A different part of me. It kinda made me realise what I've lost. What I've gained. What I've become.
Then apart from that, it was just fun to go high pitch and freak ppl out. xD
After the karaoke, makan. Mamak. Yay~
My plate of mee goreng ayam was RM7.00. No~
Plus drinks. RM2.40. Hell No~
Seeing Kira,Kwok,Iko n Reen acting crazy throughout the day. Priceless~
It was supposed to end with a movie. But we ended up going for Left4Dead instead. Lol. And yes... we lost. Cuz Reen pointed the gun at the Hunter that pounced on Kwok and was shouting 'What do I do? What do I do?' Background: Shoot la!!!! Then Robson owned everyone. (Swt... Bommer 10000km away oso can headshot??? walao eh) And Mok trie to paly hero. Until he realised Boomers make a lot of noise, and they dont, I mean don't make a good stalker. (Bluehhh. Bluehh. Urghhhhh. BibaBoom. Chik-Chik (Rob's shotgun))
Well.. bottomline. Kira didn't make it home in time for war. Iko was emo, yet she still sang beautifully. (Dam she's good! xD) Kwok was well.. Kwok. Mok was still intact. Reen was overly pink and hor** ahem* (must be cuz rob wasn't thr... T.T we became replacement sheep). CC was overjoyed about everything. Tricky sang too, and he's oso geng. And Robson was well... absent until the L4D part.
Lost in thought la now. It was a happy and fun-filled day. But something within me is totally screwed up. And the worst part is I cant tell what it is. Its like having a peanutbutter sandwich in the morning, then for the first time in your life you have the inkling that the peanut butter is not as sweet and tangy as it used to be.
Maybe my point of view is changing.
Maybe I'm changing.
Maybe not.
I don't know.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
A Little Bit of This and That~
So here's the thing. You ever wondered how it would be like to be ... I dunno... perfect?
I don't mean what people expect you to be. I mean. Just you. Urself. Des. Ever gave birth to a thought that you need to achieve perfection? I dun mean being a perfectionist either. Its more like.... you know what you want to do is at a point where it should be well, just right. But still.. for some utterly outragous reason, you know you can do better. There's sumothing that, even though the world signifies that you are at the peak of it, you knnow there is something else that you can concoct to make it even better, never-before seen.
I'm currently in this state of mind. =.=''
Recently, life has been more than my presummed bargain. Lol. Where do I start?
After Genting Highlands, Things were back as usual. Same old boring RO days, night makan nights, the same boring afternoons with the same old tv shows. Well... That was until we got this.
Jerr (was my name in R.O. Dun ask, I din't come up with it)
Jerr was sitting boringly in a quiet town called Payon one day. Until a dude named Kwok came by. They chatted, clicked, and kinda got along. Well... ok they were both talking non-sense, they both laughed at each other's ridiculous jokes, and yeah... they were friends. (Kwok u nub! GG). Then came the interesting part. From Kwok, I got to know his friends. Iko and Reen. Ok. Pause a moment. Remember the names, k? Iko? Reen? Good? Ok. Then came the ever cutesy Kira. (Pause again. LOL.) Then Tricky. (Dunno spell correctly anot tim.) Well that was the start of a really kewl friendship. Kwok was crazy. Reen was crazier (sexeh... she forced me to say wan T.T), and Iko was well... Iko. (which stands fer insane. xDD)
Well, I've never seen a bunch of people so out going. Lol. They were not only friendly, but at the same time jokable, laughable, and they care for one another. ^^
Well it starts off with a gathering at Times Square. (I failed to show up, was sick.. but noooo one believed me. T.T) Then we moved on to Mid Valley. (Sushi Kings!! Yummy!) Then hu could forget Iko's concert at Neway? xDD And the latest... hitting the club in Bar-Celona? Walao eh!
Imagine yourself facing someone who is lazy, ignorant, full of bullshit, self-pride and all kinds of ego, that craoks at a karaoke when you try to sing, that is owez unhappy when you are better than it at sumthing, that well... pretty much tries to make your life miserable for no reason at all.
It was suppose to come and fetch me and a fren of mine to the club tat day. But apparently, all you get is a message from his 'co-driver' and not even himself saying this.
I had to make the call summore. =.=''
XXX: Hello?
Me : Hello? Eh, reach ad ma?
XXX: Ermm... Not really.
Me : Ha? Means?
XXX: Ermm... A person you know in RO is driving the car now. Ermm... and he's in subang.
Me : Orh... (I knew hu it was, c?) So you mean... how?
XXX:Ermm... Can you take a taxi over? Or drive?
Me : Err... I thought you said you were coming to fetch? Can I know hu's driving?
XXX: Ermm... you really want to know?
Me : Er.. ya!
XXX: $%^&
Me :Swt. Can I talk to him?
Background sound was: No no no. I don't want to talk to him. No arr, I din say I going to fetch him.
Me: Thinking 'swt..... speechless' Nvm nvm... I find my own way.
He actually wanted to fetch Kira in Subang Jaya, instead of dropping by to pick me up like scheduled. Like... Wtf?
And I ended up driving myself there. Had I known he was going to ffk me earlier, I could have made my way thier right? Not wait a full 45 mins just to wonder what happened? Is something wrong? An accident? N call to get a shit response like this? Zzz.
So I ended up there, late. 10.30 was the starting time, and 11.45 was the time we got there. And you know what happens? The fella acted as though nothing ever happened, and can be frenly to everyone except u. I was like, wtf is wrong wif him? But it was over the din of music so.. heh. U cant hear much. I told my other fren abt this, and he was equally shocked.
I mean... Its ok if he had been ferrying me around, and I am such a jerk that I nvr said thank you, treated him to meals etc etc. Its kinda mutual you noe? But mayb to him, its a foot for a kilometre, you know, that kind of immature self-centred thinking? And if he wants to do the math, all he has ever done was whine, complain, take, brag, shout, yell, self-brag, complain (insert-coutles bragging here). Its sickening you know? Ever had a fren who keeps saying he knows everything, and that every part of the conversation is 'Aiya, I know a long time ago ad..' or 'Aiya I was there also mah!' and 'Aiya I was there, and I won wad! You all didn't see only'.
So just to let people who know who or what I am talking about know....
Some people are meant to be a friend you could cherish for life, no matter what they do, alas not onto you.
Then there are others who are not worth a penny saving thier ass when they are falling off the cliff called life.
Saving thier souls is a torment to yours.
But I'll still grab hold off him. Because he is my friend. But let it be known that such a ridiculous friendship shud no longer be apart of your life.
Peace out. God save his soul and whatever crap he might flame me back in return. We know more of the truth than you do, sucka!
PS:Iko having exam 2moro! Gambateh!!!!
I don't mean what people expect you to be. I mean. Just you. Urself. Des. Ever gave birth to a thought that you need to achieve perfection? I dun mean being a perfectionist either. Its more like.... you know what you want to do is at a point where it should be well, just right. But still.. for some utterly outragous reason, you know you can do better. There's sumothing that, even though the world signifies that you are at the peak of it, you knnow there is something else that you can concoct to make it even better, never-before seen.
I'm currently in this state of mind. =.=''
Recently, life has been more than my presummed bargain. Lol. Where do I start?
After Genting Highlands, Things were back as usual. Same old boring RO days, night makan nights, the same boring afternoons with the same old tv shows. Well... That was until we got this.
Jerr (was my name in R.O. Dun ask, I din't come up with it)
Jerr was sitting boringly in a quiet town called Payon one day. Until a dude named Kwok came by. They chatted, clicked, and kinda got along. Well... ok they were both talking non-sense, they both laughed at each other's ridiculous jokes, and yeah... they were friends. (Kwok u nub! GG). Then came the interesting part. From Kwok, I got to know his friends. Iko and Reen. Ok. Pause a moment. Remember the names, k? Iko? Reen? Good? Ok. Then came the ever cutesy Kira. (Pause again. LOL.) Then Tricky. (Dunno spell correctly anot tim.) Well that was the start of a really kewl friendship. Kwok was crazy. Reen was crazier (sexeh... she forced me to say wan T.T), and Iko was well... Iko. (which stands fer insane. xDD)
Well, I've never seen a bunch of people so out going. Lol. They were not only friendly, but at the same time jokable, laughable, and they care for one another. ^^
Well it starts off with a gathering at Times Square. (I failed to show up, was sick.. but noooo one believed me. T.T) Then we moved on to Mid Valley. (Sushi Kings!! Yummy!) Then hu could forget Iko's concert at Neway? xDD And the latest... hitting the club in Bar-Celona? Walao eh!
ok from left: kira, shk, cc, reen, rob, iko, kwok n some... dude with an ugly face
Imagine yourself facing someone who is lazy, ignorant, full of bullshit, self-pride and all kinds of ego, that craoks at a karaoke when you try to sing, that is owez unhappy when you are better than it at sumthing, that well... pretty much tries to make your life miserable for no reason at all.
It was suppose to come and fetch me and a fren of mine to the club tat day. But apparently, all you get is a message from his 'co-driver' and not even himself saying this.
I had to make the call summore. =.=''
XXX: Hello?
Me : Hello? Eh, reach ad ma?
XXX: Ermm... Not really.
Me : Ha? Means?
XXX: Ermm... A person you know in RO is driving the car now. Ermm... and he's in subang.
Me : Orh... (I knew hu it was, c?) So you mean... how?
XXX:Ermm... Can you take a taxi over? Or drive?
Me : Err... I thought you said you were coming to fetch? Can I know hu's driving?
XXX: Ermm... you really want to know?
Me : Er.. ya!
XXX: $%^&
Me :Swt. Can I talk to him?
Background sound was: No no no. I don't want to talk to him. No arr, I din say I going to fetch him.
Me: Thinking 'swt..... speechless' Nvm nvm... I find my own way.
He actually wanted to fetch Kira in Subang Jaya, instead of dropping by to pick me up like scheduled. Like... Wtf?
And I ended up driving myself there. Had I known he was going to ffk me earlier, I could have made my way thier right? Not wait a full 45 mins just to wonder what happened? Is something wrong? An accident? N call to get a shit response like this? Zzz.
So I ended up there, late. 10.30 was the starting time, and 11.45 was the time we got there. And you know what happens? The fella acted as though nothing ever happened, and can be frenly to everyone except u. I was like, wtf is wrong wif him? But it was over the din of music so.. heh. U cant hear much. I told my other fren abt this, and he was equally shocked.
I mean... Its ok if he had been ferrying me around, and I am such a jerk that I nvr said thank you, treated him to meals etc etc. Its kinda mutual you noe? But mayb to him, its a foot for a kilometre, you know, that kind of immature self-centred thinking? And if he wants to do the math, all he has ever done was whine, complain, take, brag, shout, yell, self-brag, complain (insert-coutles bragging here). Its sickening you know? Ever had a fren who keeps saying he knows everything, and that every part of the conversation is 'Aiya, I know a long time ago ad..' or 'Aiya I was there also mah!' and 'Aiya I was there, and I won wad! You all didn't see only'.
So just to let people who know who or what I am talking about know....
Some people are meant to be a friend you could cherish for life, no matter what they do, alas not onto you.
Then there are others who are not worth a penny saving thier ass when they are falling off the cliff called life.
Saving thier souls is a torment to yours.
But I'll still grab hold off him. Because he is my friend. But let it be known that such a ridiculous friendship shud no longer be apart of your life.
Peace out. God save his soul and whatever crap he might flame me back in return. We know more of the truth than you do, sucka!
PS:Iko having exam 2moro! Gambateh!!!!
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Genting Highlands
Sooooooooooooooooooo!!!! I'm back again. I didn't want to blog for the past few weeks, mostly because I was in the Himalayas somewhere doing chanting, soul-searching and riding mules up and down the steep slopes to get holy water. So I came back, took a breather... And I'm ready to face the world again! (Ok fine... I was doing some paperwork for my UTAR application, playing online games, drinking fizzy beverages and checking out late night movies. Sue me!!)
Genting!! Lolz. Nana hogged all the pics to herself and didn't leave me any. So... I did the only humane thing I thought possible. Steal!! gg....
The good thing about the trip was that it started off with 16 applicants. Most of them frens and close frens and really die-hard impossible to turn thier back on you frens. But due to the 'Ching Ming' plague it boiled down to this.
Yes... 6 people.
But somehow we made the most of it, noe?? xDD I tell you. The fun was tremendous.
The first day was kind of tacky. I left the house and met up with CC at the LRT station. If I remember, we were to meet at 3pm. Problem is we are boys. And we are Malaysians. So Malaysian Boys give you plenty of face when they say the date's at 8 and they pick you up at 9. xDD Kidding. But we waited fer them for about 30 mins, and sigh. had no choice but to help our poor selves to some cold, icy Coke and Teh Tarik at the nearby food court. So sad.... T.T
So when they finally came, (3.32 pm....) We blew certain degrees of water, laughed about it, bought our tickets like responsible adults, went on the bus, and blew more water. (Though Mok was emo/sleepy throughout the trip... )
We arrived way off schedule, and met up with Ck's mom at the Lobby of RESORT hotels. I told Nana we were in Highlands.
Nana: Ok I'm there. Do you see a Starkbucks?
Me: Huh? A what? Not coffee bean meh?
Nana: Nooh!! Starbucks leh!
Me: I see Coffee Bean here!
Nana: Are you sure its Highlands?
(Beyond the phone Ck was overheard shouting ..... 'Resort lar nubbbbb!!')
Me: Err... heh heh... Its Resort Hotel.
Nana: Swt la!!
And she had to walk all the way back there, big bad lugggage and all. Lolz. That's what I got for trying to be hero.
And for the rest of the day, we chilled and had fun. The only other memorable aprt was dinner at Sushi Kings. Yes!!! We are rich-ass hoggers!! We can afford it!! (Me to waiter: eh... set lunch plz....) Mostly Rob's idea. Rm20 fer a good meal. And in Genting Highlands. Sweet~
At night was all about movies. Well ok.... We didn't go to the cinema. Instead everyone chipped in to buy a really 'expensive' VCD, for only Rm24.99!! (RM4 ea... =.='' dam I'm pathetic). Real scary movie, and CC still pukes at the mere utter of No.5 now. xDDD
The next day was the golden hours of the trip. Gg. Outdorr theme park!!!!
Few things I found interesting:
1. It was Mok's 2nd time there. (Wtf! =.='')
2. Mok was afraid of the Spinner (Omg!! =.=''')
3. Nana was insane about sitting on the 'Cup'.
4. We were all no-longer afraid of heights.
5. Mok found out how scary 'Space Adventure' was. xDDD
6. I was good at lying about the third person being owez wet in the Log Fumes. (I ended up 3rd, and the least wet. Everyone else was chicken soup. Wahahahah!!! Evil~)
7. Nana still wanted to sit the cup. (Bluehhhh~)
8. We were childish. (Elephant and Haunted House?? C'mon!!)
9. The view was not that good on the Solero Shot.
10. Pirate Ship made Rob quizzy.
11. My luck sucks! (The ducky I hooked out wasn't giving me any Big Bears!! T.T)
12. ANd last of all, there were these hot-blooded super shoutable group that went on and on with 'Ai De Gu Li!!' 'Tap!Tap!Tap Tap Tap! Tap Tap Tap Tap! Tap Tap!' that drove us crazy.
The rest of the night leave it to Mok and Nana to blog about ba. Lolz. The posing section is not fer me. I'm normallll~
Overall... A really nice time spent. Hope we can do it again real soon~
Re: 3rd April.... A dark dark fer me...
So ok.. birthdays. Everyone loves em. Adroes it. A special and remarkable time of the year that revolves around fun, games, family, frens, loads of laughter and a stereotypycal cake with candles and presents. Yet somehow... This year things were indeed different...
I woke up on the same day with sores and a headache. The night before CK, CC, Rob and Mok took me out fer supper and Counter Strike. (=.='') But on a day that was suppose to be full of memories, to mark a day that I was born, a new beginning, things were not the same this year. Something was.... missing..
I spent the rest of the day unable to concentrate. Everything I did was turning bad. My computer broke down. I had a heated arguement with both my parents. Zzzz
I didn't get a happy birthday wish, no songs, no cake....
And then I asked myself this question.
So this is what it's like to lose your soul and wonder off course....
So I guess I can't blame anyone... I just have to focus.
I woke up on the same day with sores and a headache. The night before CK, CC, Rob and Mok took me out fer supper and Counter Strike. (=.='') But on a day that was suppose to be full of memories, to mark a day that I was born, a new beginning, things were not the same this year. Something was.... missing..
I spent the rest of the day unable to concentrate. Everything I did was turning bad. My computer broke down. I had a heated arguement with both my parents. Zzzz
I didn't get a happy birthday wish, no songs, no cake....
And then I asked myself this question.
So this is what it's like to lose your soul and wonder off course....
So I guess I can't blame anyone... I just have to focus.
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