SEX is the passion of my life. I love SEX, I adore SEX and I crave for SEX. The mere mention of “SEX” sends a thrilling sensation down my spine. SEX not only makes me a happier person but it never failed to bust away all the nerve wrecking stress. SEX embraces my life with love and gives me the ultimate satisfaction in life. SEX injects warmth and comfort in my life, making me feel pampered and nice and makes my life so much more worth living for. OH! SEX is so orgasmic, it makes me feel like I’m high up in the sky, which is why it is so addictive. If I can, I’d love to have SEX all day long especially in the comfort of my room. Though I’ll have to admit that it’s not always carried out in the room.

What would be my best recipe or ingredients in my SEX life? Not too much and not too complicated I would say. Well here goes…all that I need to get me going at SEX are:

1. A firm bed or a mat big enough
2. Chocolates or ice cream
3. Good music.

It’s as simple as that. I’m absolutely sure that everyone loves a good SEX. No? You don’t agree? You’ll be lying if you say no.

By this time your brain must be working overtime thinking that I’m some slutty whore perv. If you’re actually thinking about that, then obviously your brain is darn murky, massively polluted by years of pornography and dirty little jokes that you throw at each other in your little toilet talks. Muahaha…alright it’s time to shed some lights, I’m talking bout SEX not sex. SEX is the abbreviation of Sleep, Eat, Xcercise. Further explanation of what I do for SEX:

1. A firm bed (to sleep) or a mat big enough (for pilates)
2. Chocolates or ice cream (isn’t it obvious?)
3. Good music. (for all, S, E and X)

That’s all I have for now and before I end I just wanna wish everyone, “Have a GOOD SEX!”

After a series of flake off for the past 3weeks or so, I told myself it's time to go hang out again. Sorry guys, I just had a very long downtime and productions just has to be shutdown...phew! luckily no millions were lost. Anyway we all agreed to hang out in Starbucks at the ever so famous AutoCity (btw, that's the only available so called "chic" place in town). Predictably there'll be at least one camera on hand during each outing. We minum kopi setarbak, chitty chatty and last but not least "chiak chiak chiak". What's "chiak chiak chiak"? o.O? It's not makan okay? It's the sound of our cameras trying really hard to do the Fatal Frames and the Zero Shots.

As meaty as I am, I still try my very best to strike my best pose that hides all those extras gained through constant consumption of McFatty. Below is the comment from one of my peeps:

"Eh don't try so hard la. It's a fact ok. No matter how hard you try to hide it, what camera tricks you pull, outcome still the same la"

Well here's the best shot for the night:

Urghhh! FAT!
Andddddddddddd NOW, I'm gonna prove than MiniVin is wrong! By pulling of some genius camera tricks and by trying extra extra SUPER hard with lotsa believe in yourself ~ "I Can Dooooo Ittttttttttttt" then by all means you'll definitely definitely be able to achieve your wanted super slim shot.


TADA!

Everytime I look at this picture I gasp like "OMG, I so look like one of those super models". Look at the high cheekbones! See MiniVin, See! See! See! It fxcking work!

Sorry dude, if the supermodel picture above scare the crap out of you and you shit in your pants, I'm so so sorry. Thousands of apologies. I've watched my series over and over again and I'm bored out of my head so I've decided to do things differently this time. Instead of posting up my ala ala best shots, I've decided to make lawak bodoh of myself by putting up something more repulsive and see how would I feel about it the next day.

There’s a little habit of my mom that I found rather bizarre. Below is a conversation between me and my mom that clearly demonstrates the bizarreness of her habit:-

Me : Hello
Mom : Hey dad and I are on our way back home. Do you need me to grab some food for you and Matthew?
Me : No, thanks mom. We are too full from gobbling down McFatty so yea we don’t need any more food.
Mom : Are you sure? You really don’t want anything?
Me : Yes, I’m sure mom. Absolutely and positively sure.
Mom : Okay then, I won’t buy anything. Bye
Me : Bye

Half an hour later…Front door opened. Mom came in happily chirping:

Mom : Hey guys, I bought you some fried chicken!
Me : I thought I told you we don’t need anything.

She just smiled and walked away. Seriously that wasn’t the first time. Not the second nor the third but she freaking does that ALL THE TIME (yes pardon me but I just can’t help emphasizing that). Why the hell should she bother calling and ask when she’s gonna buy them anyway. I truly couldn’t relate to it. I thought my mom is the only one behaving that way but little did I know that moms of my friends carry the same disease too. I guess that’s just a piece of the unconditional motherly love that every mothers has ~ always caring, always giving and always loving. Though she crawls up my nerves at times but I greatly appreciate her for being there for me through thick and thin. I LOVE MI MOM

p/s: I wonder if I’m gonna carry the exact replicate of the disease when my time comes…*ponders*

It’s not that bizarre after all!

The official name is QingMing Jie but it is also widely known as Clear Bright Festival or Tomb Sweeping Day or All Souls Day by some English paper. It's a day celebrated by the Chinese community on the 15th day from the Spring Equinox to honor past ancestors. The ceremony comprises of cleaning and sweeping the graves, offering of food to deceased and burning of joss-sticks and joss papers.

This year my eldest uncle, dad, mom and I went to perform our duty and pay our respect to Grandpa on the 28th of March. We started of as early as 5am in the morning to avoid the traffic jam and to avoid fussing over parking space. We are gradually phasing out the burning of joss-sticks and joss papers because we are aware of the inflating pollution that is sweeping us throughout the world. We can't discontinue it abruptly as we do not want to distress Granny either. Anyway it's a good thing that we are slowly scrapping off the harmful burning ritual. We started the service early and thus we finished early too. We left the ground at about 8.30am for some "Chou Cha" before heading home

3 of my own experience showed me how caring our masyarakat is.

2005 – On my way to school, a truck ran into my car from the back because the dim-witted driver didn’t bother to pull up his handbrake on a downhill road when he stops for the red light causing my car bumper to droop down. Driver did not stop to apologize or to see if I needed help. What’s worse is none of the onlookers bother to stop either.

January 2008 – On my way to my uncle’s house, traffic light turn green…everyone is moving forward and so am I. A guy whom I doubt has a driving license at all charges his car towards mine when it’s red light for him! Boy ain’t I glad I was quick enough to response, I swerve my car away from his. But still his car manage to harass mine >.< . Anyway, I stop my car by the side of the road to check if everything is fine. Just as expected, driver didn’t stop to apologize and no one bothered to stop, only a friend of mine who happen to pass by, stop to ask if everything’s okay. February 2008 – Another traffic light incident. Did I mess with the traffic light in my past life? Anyway a huge ass truck forces its’ way into my lane and crashed my back bumper. No apology and no one stop either. Was smart enough to take down a picture of the truck with my phone ^^ and I was crazy enough to follow the truck to it’s destination to demand for an apology. Wouldn’t have done that if there weren’t others around. He was shocked that an elfin like me would dare approached him. Tried to blame me and make it seem like it was my fault but am no baby to be pushed around. His nervous eyes betrayed him and in the end his coworkers agreed that he should apologize and compensate the damage. Doesn’t cost that much to fix my car and thus I decided not to ask for it. Called him the next day to tell him that he doesn’t have to pay for the damage and here’s how the conversation went: Me: “pak cik tak yah bayar balik wang repair tu la, sebab tak byk. Saye pun tau cari makan bknnya senang kan, tapi lain kali kalau pak cik terlanggar orang, salah ke tak salah, kene la turun dan tgk kalau kalau org tu perlukan bantuan”

Pak cik: “minta maaf la yer…pak cik tak tahu terlanggar kelmarin. Tapi terime kasih byk byk yer”

He kept repeating “terime kasih byk byk” 3 to 4 times. At least he’s sorry and I am just glad things end well.

Are we living out the saying “Kita Masyarakat Penyayang” or is it just a phrase we carry at the tip of our lips and not our actions? SAY it like you MEAN it…

~SPREAD THE SEEDS OF LOVE~

Parents, BE MORE RESPONSIBLE! 02 Apr 2008, on my way back from work, I saw some kids playing in the middle of the road, kicking a ball, running and jumping around merrily with the parent looking from the side of the road. Is this how some parents educate their children these days? What will they become when they grow up? Scum and punk-asses who think it’s okay to break the law? “Who said so?”, you may ask. “My parents said so”, you may get. Children are the seedlings of our future but what have we done to cultivate them into good seedlings?

Way to go parents! More rempits are on their way! >.<