Just the other day, I received a call. I looked up the phone and Pei Ping was in the other end.

I picked up the phone, “Helloooooooo?”.

“Hoi! What happened to you? Are you ok anot?” she asks.

“I’m alright la… wassup?”

“You didn’t update your blog. Can you like write something so that we all know you’re well and ok?”.

Before that, I have countless enquiries of why I didn’t update. It’s simple la. I damn lazy.

Plus everyday is a hectic day.

Last time, I blog because I had nothing else better to do. I felt that the more fulfilled my life is, the lazier I want to blog.

Ok lah, I’ll continue pretty soon. Whadya say?

Had the most fun time go-karting. I wish I could do this every day.

Group picture. Me with my serious gangsta-of-the-block look.

Second group picture. Me pretending to be a cute little flower.
This must have been the craziest week I’ve ever gone through. Meetings were set as early as 7.30am.

By the time I reach home, it’s already like 6pm and there’s just so many things to do. Proposals to submit, suppliers to call, quotations to prepare, planning to do.

And this time, I cannot use laziness as an excuse not to post anything.

Just yesterday I went out dinner-ing with Esther. And that also didn’t last for 30 minutes. Poor Esther, I had to force her to down Coke.

On a side note, I hate giving cuts. I’m just whining though. It’s how businesses is ran anyway and it’s fucking crooked.

Yeah that’s what I have. One whole set some more.
Woke up quite early for work yesterday. Appointment was at 7.30 am believe it or not.

Went gym again for 3 hours after 2 months of awol. Worked out too hard till blood shot up my head and I almost fainted in the gym. Damn kiasu.

Thought my body could take it cos I was still fresh in the evening. So I went and played futsal with friends at 10pm with bro-in-law. My first time in a futsal court after 10 years.

Scored 3 goals. Undefeated as goalie. I am teh pro. But I pancit very fast.

Reached home at 12.30am. Took a bath and waited for my hair to dry before going to bed.

And now while typing this post, I can’t feel my arms, back, neck, legs, feet, abdomen, shoulder and tongue. I need massage *hints June*.

Thank God I still have 2 working body parts. My head and my erm… little head.

UPDATE: Someone just told me online that he saw me walking down the road like a robot with a huge papaya shoved up my ass.

I know I know it’s the New Year. We are suppose to start with a fresh bang, filled with positive attitude and optimistic mentally.

Hmmfff. Not me. Really.

It’s not that I don’t want a better life. And I’m not saying that I won’t strive for one. I’m just doubtful that would happen this year seeing how the year ended.

Let me tell you all a story…

Once upon a time, there was a guy… whose full name is ermmm… Abdul Hakim Mohanarajah Lim Ah Beng (just in case some of you say I’m racist later). I think I’ll just call him Nemo for short.

Nemo likes to eat a lot. But fortunately few years ago his dad was there to control his appetite.

Then one fine day Nemo’s dad moved on. And his horny mother got another dad like getting a new shoe from Vincci.

The new dad didn’t know how to control the fella’s meal. So Nemo ate like there’s no tomorrow. In the end, he had to purge.

But he was afraid to purge. Because he know that once he purge in the toilet at that capacity, the whole toilet will definitely mess up and he hates washing the toilet. So he did what normal people would do. He shoved a cork up his ass.

He thought that it would solve his problem. It actually did temporarily. But not for long cos he’s still eating like a whale.

Now that his rectum was about to blow, he is sitting quietly at one corner waiting for the inevitable to happen. The new dad saw some shit stains has already appeared bit by bit on the floor but he just remained ignorant. Can actually smell the pungent odour.

He wanted to tried to slowly berak in the toilet, but he knows once the cork is released, hell will break loose.

The end.

There’s 2 ending to this story.
Ending 01: Nemo will burst out like an atom bomb. The cork will hit his mom and his shit hits the fan. Fire in the hole and GG.
Ending 02: Nemo will not burst out cos he is damn steady and can hold his shit. But he will die of rectum cancer.
Got my drift?

Ok let me predict what I “might” have to endure for the year 2008:

1) My petrol and toll expenses will go up and the reason will NOT be because I travel more.
2) Selling off my 5 year old car would not be able to clear of my 1 year remaining bank loan.
3) My favourite mee stall will charge me RM4.50 per bowl of small mee instead of RM3.50.
4) Going to pasar malam to buy food would be like walking through the Pavilion for food.
5) I’ll hear people get mugged. At least once a day.
6) Instead of foreign maid working for us, some of us will be working as maid for foreigners from Middle Eastern countries. In our own country.

I don’t think I should continue anymore cos I think I’m gonna be pretty pissed off later. Happy New Year.

A couple of weeks back when the internet connection suffered, Starbucks was my only escape.

All I’m gonna say is, if I am going to drink another iced chocolate from that Starbucks; I’m gonna puke not only the drink itself, but also my large intestines and the mother’s milk I drank when I was 2 years old.

But than a couple of days ago while I was walking in the Cineleisure, the sky suddenly litted up. Beams of blinding light shot down from the sky. Soft and soothing music fills the air. Angels sky flew down from the sky swiftly and bringing me a message from the gods.

The message was in a form of a drink.

It also means “Here, have some Hollys shit!”.

From today onwards, I’m gonna go to Hollys if my internet connection were to ever go down again. The place is wifi-ed and I won’t have problems people peeking at my Facebook.

But what I like most is that its new to me and I haven’t jelak the place yet.

You guys should try the iced chocolate yo! It tastes like those chocolate susu that we used to purchase when we’re in primary school.

Brought June with me to the place earlier this week to work out from home.

She finished her work within 1 hour and her big glass of coffee within 5 minutes.

Anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!1 How did you people celebrated it?

I didn’t really went to any big gatherings this year. Just June and a couple of close friends in some small and fine restaurant.

I don’t really believe in partying anymore believe it or not. Seems like partying with or without reason is the “in” thing these days. I’d rather party for a reason and yes I believe people will start to call me Uncle Eddy.

So anyway I joined the Missus and some few close friends in a small place in SS14. Forgot what’s the name of the place already. I really liked the place cos we were served with a lot of half naked decorations.

Check out the zhao geng nips yo! Gold kaller yo!

When I say everywhere, they were really everywhere. Nipples here, nipples there. There was one standing in the middle of the room peeing somemore!

Ah Wai and Ah Fai.

Ah Fai and Ah Ston.

I don’t think I will be doing any new year resolutions this year. It seems like they never worked for me at all. I’ll prolly just aim to make more money.

This is the amount of June’s allowance per day.

At the end of the dinner, the host served us with a drink which the name sounded something like “yagamasta” or something like that.

Tasted like alcoholic ribena.

Took 2 shots and I went yagga yagga yagga!

Went to Sunway Pilamit to see fireworks after that.

Ahntie, Ahwai and Ahfai.

I don’t know about you, but I felt that the fireworks are not really as impactful this year. Seems like either pyros were on a budget cut or it was planned to be plek-plek-plek for 3 minutes.

On a side note, I think I’m finding great pleasure in drinking rather than smoking. It should be healthy. Isn’t it?