tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52561068023465028962024-03-06T01:44:58.772+08:00Desmond KiuBlunt opinionsdeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.comBlogger187125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-64943192513307440282010-01-28T23:44:00.003+08:002010-01-29T00:35:32.713+08:00FINAL BLOG POST!<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />This is it!<br /><br /><br /><br />It's taken me 2 years to finally realize that this blogging thing aint exactly my thing. So ima put an end to all this... for a couple of reasons i will disclose.<br /><br />I will also talk about the 2 years of bloggine experience. How I've started, how i got into it in a few burst of times, how i got frustrated and how im finally getting out of it.<br /><br /><br /><br />The first reason i've decided to call it quits is because im really finding it a struggle to update my blog. Because time aint on my side, firstly. Secondly, less & less time as the years go by - not a good sign at all. Thirdly, because im too lazy to upload & resize all the pictures i take wherever i go. Because of that i dread blogging but i have the urge because my blog's still running - so you know that feeling kinda suck.<br /><br />Last but not least, more people come to my blog by searching for the word "tee yam", than my own name. And tee yam actually refers to (according to RPK of Malaysia Today) datuk koo tee yam, the triad boss of Malaysia, who the "four heavenly kings" of the Malaysian triad society report to.<br /><br />One day, i reposted 2 paragraphs from an article from Malaysia Today regarding this person and ever since, his name appeared on this graph everytime i check my analytics. FML<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431822105579006722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE-S2QN-3Cq4rbJp2dxPCNm-a94Ecm5i07BO8e86bO7BGS_wCRXxCzU1PmUr0jPd5lmu0txzhHMXbnEIhw4iiTkMyxfW8wRw_sTof0r9ZRbw_CpTDpMHq-Yzi_licxcsNzsGIcN3t-pWY/s400/Blog+Post.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p>If you haven't also realized, it's not only that. More people ALSO come to my blog by searching for the word "altantuya", than my own name. FAIL. hahahhaha</p><p>And just in case you've not spotted"free gay sex"... lol FML</p><p>Now the blogging story. How i started blogging was totally from peer pressure, like smoking. Specifically a colleague of mine, Audrey Ooi... and more so Timothy Tiah, someone i've worked very closely with ever since i met him. And speaking about Timothy Tiah, he contributes a quarter of my traffic because he's linked me from his blog. </p><p>So early in 2008, when i just got back from a vacation and was still on leave and had a bad hang-over i decided to chill at home ... i started my blog. I think i wrote about 3 blog posts ... and Timothy linked me, so i got some traffic and i was running Nuffnang ads and i made like RM2+ and i thought i was on a journey to make a million bucks, and i suddenly got really busy at work i didnt have time to write genuine blogs i started reposting articles from the net i thought were popular so people would search for them, come to my blog and make me some money. After 2 years, i've made RM102.50</p><p>Anyway, if you've not already seen, i started off as "Encounters" and what an influence <a href="http://timothytiah.blogspot.com/">http://timothytiah.blogspot.com</a> had on me i made my blog my own name too. </p><p>Not long after that i got into it for a while when Kenny Sia put my blog link on his short-talk. In that week alone, i got more than 5,000 unique visitors. </p><p>So i started writing a few more genuine blog posts to retain the traffic. It wasn't until 3 when i got really busy at work again. </p><p>Today, at bad times, i get about only 200 unique visitors on my blog a week. Not even retained 10% ?... lol </p><p>Along the last year, i got a few shots of motivation when there were a few strangers (like 2) who walked up to me and said they read my blog. Also had a few friends (like 5 or 6) who told me that they do the same. So i tried... again... and...</p><p>Today i thought of just shutting it down but due respect to all my followers (8 to be precise.. lol) i thought i let u know first. </p><p>I will however be Twittering still. So you can still follow me at twitter.com/desmondkiu. Much shorter but much more commitment. </p><p>Cheers everyone!</p>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-74978350883851911712010-01-21T23:47:00.003+08:002010-01-21T23:57:48.800+08:00The Italian man who went to Malta<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />You son of a beach! LOL<br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_N1Cmt_QB0&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_N1Cmt_QB0&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Now imagine Rais in Malta.... #yorais<br /><br /><br /><br />In the morning i go down to the restaurant, i tell the waitress i want "2 pieces of roti"<br /><br /><br /><br />And the waitress say WHAT?<br /><br /><br /><br />I tell her i want 2 ROT - TI<br /><br /><br /><br />And the waitress say fuck off, we dont serve rotten tea.<br /><br /><br /><br />I say you no understand, i want ROT - TI on my table<br /><br /><br /><br />And the lady say i no rotten tea you son of a beach<br /><br /><br /><br />And i say you watch out lady, i will use the ISA against you.deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-56829949232547990202010-01-17T01:58:00.003+08:002010-01-17T02:37:13.452+08:00Heineken Green Room @ KL Live feat 2manyDJs<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Heineken pulled off their 4th Heineken Green Room at KL Live yesterday night, in pure electro fashion. Key act of the night was 2ManyDJs - they drove the crowd mad, they made the dance floor crack. They fuckin killed it!!!<br /><br />If you haven't heard of 2ManyDJs, check out their "5th of Beethoven". On a live set, it was way different, way magnified.<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_veg1TXYVQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_veg1TXYVQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Before they came on, there were a line of other DJs RT @<a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/futuresoundasia">futuresoundasia</a>: Green Room set times: TAG - 9pm Agrikulture - 10.30pm GXXX 11.30pm 2manydjs - 12.30am Lapsap 2am<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlypZfUnKM4_6st-AqGM2-onyYkigbRFk5jYbPa_Uy6Md7UWmybqYO09ssL4VV7Gqar2r35Ejifl8sGGMLfFjeOb37iIj0aQPKm_x0y4QctO5VNwuXxLeM4DFQnNNuml4KOW11NEfC1wo/s1600-h/Green+Room+KL+Live.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427400656181942482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlypZfUnKM4_6st-AqGM2-onyYkigbRFk5jYbPa_Uy6Md7UWmybqYO09ssL4VV7Gqar2r35Ejifl8sGGMLfFjeOb37iIj0aQPKm_x0y4QctO5VNwuXxLeM4DFQnNNuml4KOW11NEfC1wo/s400/Green+Room+KL+Live.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></p><p>12:30AM: </p><p>The crowd got excited. They felt something big. Something that will completely rock the house. </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtHI3HkCywr6QrLVqax4Cm8v4OYya0M916pYsnBFDwDv32M1lxnMWCr6K9VKY4VUmHOIrvTVQOvE6Bwr0QDF9YTcTangomZf4XbeT54et_HgsTuWq35Tb0UXnj6j092Qu9a231vffGT8/s1600-h/Radio+Soulwax+KL+Live.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427400653135602834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtHI3HkCywr6QrLVqax4Cm8v4OYya0M916pYsnBFDwDv32M1lxnMWCr6K9VKY4VUmHOIrvTVQOvE6Bwr0QDF9YTcTangomZf4XbeT54et_HgsTuWq35Tb0UXnj6j092Qu9a231vffGT8/s400/Radio+Soulwax+KL+Live.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />And they fucking rocked the house. Absolutely love their concept of displaying electro animations on a sceen behind their deck. And they go with the beat.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii50DPqyzl-3Vohyphenhyphen1TE5_AFwaBpArwo3oqTOsiTycO8j7NS6fsv8h5_qJEFrGO2fVe0M4UK034FlEixdshrmoggbpxJNhOhGeLAeb7gb3hy43zLfcA8yUqNPcIk6NWF-Mu7T7rTeZOQ7c/s1600-h/2ManyDJs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427400647437258850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii50DPqyzl-3Vohyphenhyphen1TE5_AFwaBpArwo3oqTOsiTycO8j7NS6fsv8h5_qJEFrGO2fVe0M4UK034FlEixdshrmoggbpxJNhOhGeLAeb7gb3hy43zLfcA8yUqNPcIk6NWF-Mu7T7rTeZOQ7c/s400/2ManyDJs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP2q83XYGICZibli-CE5ZOtNzffHTVKg6tlnwVEkatgD1l2bttrBmQct2gJvBaRxNasWsU1S5yozByhhGPn8zXsbdmT6cKD9qnKjSbnWjhzSeetSlqHu-7Y3133uN6mq4cNZw2K8RYuII/s1600-h/2ManyDJs+KL+Live.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427400644288905938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP2q83XYGICZibli-CE5ZOtNzffHTVKg6tlnwVEkatgD1l2bttrBmQct2gJvBaRxNasWsU1S5yozByhhGPn8zXsbdmT6cKD9qnKjSbnWjhzSeetSlqHu-7Y3133uN6mq4cNZw2K8RYuII/s400/2ManyDJs+KL+Live.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />This was the best ever Heineken Green Room! And i ain't the only one RT @<a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/twilightaction">twilightaction</a> props to @<a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/futuresoundasia">futuresoundasia</a> and @<a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/HeinekenMY">HeinekenMY</a> for the best Heineken Green Room so far - 2manyDJs killed it!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi87-UYfSjE-QNSUfMVnELjO0REPlZMbhe0E6syl8BJIB27m8bD5FFzvyJh5qUWuHllD4tQIu65ejJdOsaQusH3H552dZW3qV8kyqpoHeLzlk-zOnakGg4psyUnPyn2pAqgYvUgyaHIX7M/s1600-h/Heineken+Green+Room.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427400635390277650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi87-UYfSjE-QNSUfMVnELjO0REPlZMbhe0E6syl8BJIB27m8bD5FFzvyJh5qUWuHllD4tQIu65ejJdOsaQusH3H552dZW3qV8kyqpoHeLzlk-zOnakGg4psyUnPyn2pAqgYvUgyaHIX7M/s400/Heineken+Green+Room.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br /></span>Beethoven apart, Zombie Nation was also a fucking classic. It drilled a million jabs of energy into the crowd that never stopped pumpin<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_rp2VMDzpu1GBp-8EMPeBsf6Iy2Oulp11iV-9DrIN1e1Z_9cLArckT_pAIVYmub7-y4G8xtMWTrtEjpS2M4GcVR3W3H4xpLLiuV_ybYpgAbpe4Hi5zxahQGzrHKIdE_qeyZ7gyKnyJRk/s1600-h/Zombie+Nation+2ManyDJs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427399937896295650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_rp2VMDzpu1GBp-8EMPeBsf6Iy2Oulp11iV-9DrIN1e1Z_9cLArckT_pAIVYmub7-y4G8xtMWTrtEjpS2M4GcVR3W3H4xpLLiuV_ybYpgAbpe4Hi5zxahQGzrHKIdE_qeyZ7gyKnyJRk/s400/Zombie+Nation+2ManyDJs.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Jasmine Ho & Huai Bin<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb9e-Qvl-zTpeKZdrBYy2R9sZwRzNSDSk3c51hunrZQpSFOWwyMso95XYWU8tCHgphLs8MsRfUUkp33Bmtu7vsheMhthsqRKp1fezBP6MLsZZeOS1Ejvy1eKQBJoRPMrvdDbRq5SpNWwQ/s1600-h/JHO+%26+HB.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427399933285846946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb9e-Qvl-zTpeKZdrBYy2R9sZwRzNSDSk3c51hunrZQpSFOWwyMso95XYWU8tCHgphLs8MsRfUUkp33Bmtu7vsheMhthsqRKp1fezBP6MLsZZeOS1Ejvy1eKQBJoRPMrvdDbRq5SpNWwQ/s400/JHO+%26+HB.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>Take 2</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii-PYGXESWoKdyycMqSqRZYASssNLhwAhlwTNQJPNi1SOgo_YkVGKOtC0tT-rXWbP32Y0G6z16NtDgUNHLTyU1t5iHhZbw9VvfHrdkrbqbhbEZ0FlB9fcX_2rntVIxwYZNUQDdfplFQWs/s1600-h/HB+%26+JHO.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427399922195677026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii-PYGXESWoKdyycMqSqRZYASssNLhwAhlwTNQJPNi1SOgo_YkVGKOtC0tT-rXWbP32Y0G6z16NtDgUNHLTyU1t5iHhZbw9VvfHrdkrbqbhbEZ0FlB9fcX_2rntVIxwYZNUQDdfplFQWs/s400/HB+%26+JHO.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span>The crowd went wild for a solid 1 & a half hours, 2ManyDJs never lost a second. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglhyphenhyphenjbIm_fgWwIQa2pr_3_Xqb-9SAOVo0EN_kCJfFX_eYAU9e1RO8HYCJDRZy2h-w5SRRJ8uwWjbBNrlqLu2dBI2Y4PzuOhkwpVLtkGciHgyuo_SjdNaQos74PNvojszNy71Lt3zZQegY/s1600-h/HGR4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427399918218624914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglhyphenhyphenjbIm_fgWwIQa2pr_3_Xqb-9SAOVo0EN_kCJfFX_eYAU9e1RO8HYCJDRZy2h-w5SRRJ8uwWjbBNrlqLu2dBI2Y4PzuOhkwpVLtkGciHgyuo_SjdNaQos74PNvojszNy71Lt3zZQegY/s400/HGR4.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span><br /><br />2ManyDJs ended with a blast. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF0DBnKPdzZSio1gyi3FPYW1qgZ686dhdRDWrobMyZY25o26orVdkE8Ja67osVp24DogBtblqTXIiMrNpyUzynzP9hToasCZbRS9DZCHw7Rzn8oWWh-5TjdDP9A8njvs6Y5WOmYMHHLvw/s1600-h/2ManyDJs+Heineken+Green+Room.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427399909277982914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF0DBnKPdzZSio1gyi3FPYW1qgZ686dhdRDWrobMyZY25o26orVdkE8Ja67osVp24DogBtblqTXIiMrNpyUzynzP9hToasCZbRS9DZCHw7Rzn8oWWh-5TjdDP9A8njvs6Y5WOmYMHHLvw/s400/2ManyDJs+Heineken+Green+Room.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br /></span>Well done @HeinekenMY ! It was a sick event ! The first ever Green Room, where i stayed till the very end.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-43190313432575258622010-01-10T10:15:00.006+08:002010-01-10T17:11:51.572+08:00Social Media is a Fad<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><p><span style="color:#000000;">Think social media (which represents the zillions of conversations on the web) is a fad? I think its far more than a fad, </span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">So much so that my boss uses it to get people, on urgent work matters, she cant using emails. </span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">So much so that if you put all the people in Malaysia who uses Facebook (5.8million - according to ComScore Nov 09) in a state, it will be Malaysia's largest state ahead of Selangor with a population of 5 million. </span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">So much so that China blocked Twitter because it posed a potential threat to national harmony... now isnt that line just so fucking familiar LOL... i guess China is so big they do not want members of their "ISA equivalent" to be chasing Twitterrs everyday</span></p><p>So much so that Malaysian blogspots (not even counting Xanga, Live, WordPress, MySpace) are read by more than 5 million eyeballs, far more than any newspaper in the country. The Star newspaper has a distribution of about 300K. </p><p>So much so that in the last general elections, 65% of the voters who switched to the opposition had an influence from blogs<span style="font-size:78%;"> (Source: ZentrumFuture)</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;">Fad?</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">Well whatever you're thinking now, at least its still more fashionable than building a flash website (with an overkill of branding its weaved into the pixels) that hosts a flash game with branding blowing in your face - you need to wear shades - and encourages participation by giving away a laptop with the branding engraved on the screen & battery & charger however you break it, you'll still see the branding.</span></p><p>And if you dont get it right now, you could prolly still sit in your cubicle because we're talking about 20% of the entire market. But in the next 10 years, there is another 33% of the national population - who are now embracing social media like eating chips - who'll lose touch with you.<br /><br />Take look at this video:<br /><br /><object height="295" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sIFYPQjYhv8&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sIFYPQjYhv8&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /></p>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-66742791724951532702010-01-04T23:58:00.007+08:002010-01-05T01:02:33.698+08:00The "Allah" issue, My proposed solution to the GovernmentToday, ima talk about religion & politics. If its social issues & politics - you call is socio-political, so i don't know if there's such a thing called relio-politics but heck, that's what ima talk about now. Relio-politics.<br /><br />Recently in Malaysia, there's been some conflict on the Christian usage of "Allah" and its been significantly hyped up by the media. The conflict, in much simpler words, pertains an issue with Roman Catholics calling their God by his name, Allah. In English, it's God, in Bahasa Malaysia, it's Allah, just in case you were wondering. And Jesus is a prophet sent by God/Allah, just in case you were wondering again.<br /><br />Well it all started from some disgruntled Malaysian Muslims (or Malays) because Christians called their God, Allah, in Bahasa Malaysia. They felt that it was a threat to the Malays because that might confuse the Malays into worshipping the wrong God or something to this effect. They also feared religious conversions because in Malaysia, religion sort of governs the country - they put it above the law - because Islam is the official religion of the country. I mean they fucking threathen to can you if you're a fucking hot Malay chic who drinks alcohol. So that's what im talking about.<br /><br />As a result of the disgruntled Malays, a ban was imposed on Christians for calling their God by his name... wtf.<br /><br />Lately, there's been some ammendments. The high court lifted the ban and Christians were allowed to call their God by his name again. It was a great way for many Bahasa Malaysia speaking Roman Catholics in Malaysia to usher into 2010.<br /><br />As a result of this the Government, via the media (Star to be specific), has claimed that the current situtation is "pressing" and has been "aggravated" and they hope that it will not be "aggravated further" - implying that the Malay sentiments pertaining the issue has been "aggravated".<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">"I hope the situation will not be aggravated further and the Government does not encourage any demonstration or gathering to be held," he told reporters Sunday after presenting incentives to pupils in the Pekan constituency who excelled in the UPSR examinations last year.</span></em><br /><br />And the Government wishes to ease off the "aggravation" & the "pressing situation" by appealing the court's decision of lifting the ban on Christians calling their God by his name. Here's the article from Star:<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">PEKAN: Prime Minister Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak urged Muslims to remain calm over the High Court decision to allow the Catholic weekly, Herald, to use the word ‘Allah’ in its publication.</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">He said the Home Ministry would appeal the court’s decision and that he would keep the Rulers briefed.</span></em><br /><br />Now, i've spoken to a few of my Malay friends, not representative but a dipstick, and they seem to be happy about the high court's decision of lifting the ban. Simply because it could indirectly lead to unity amongst the religions, a bond that's been torn apart. Because they believe (their 'teachers' even tell this to them at their marriage courses! haha wtf) that Muslims, Christians & Jews worship the same God. 1 boss - God/Allah.<br /><br />So i do not know why the media (Star to be specific) is playing up the issue of Malays being "aggravated" and the "pressing situation", sorry but why the fucking fuck for? Unless, there's a hidden agenda behind this whole scenario. I mean, I don't know.<br /><br />So my proposed solution to the government to solve this issue is to explain to the Malays that Christians communicate with God through Jesus & Muslims communicate through Muhammad. Jews communicate through im not sure, but i think Abraham? But they all report to the same boss, God/Allah. It's just like going to Sunway, you can use Federal Highway, or you can use LDP, or you can use NPE - different channels, but same destination.<br /><br />I give you 1 more analogy, something you can better relate to. You have a ruling coalition called Barisan National (BN). Under this coalition, you have UMNO, MCA & MIC. Different channels, but they report to the same boss, BN. Under UMNO, you have Najib as the leader. Ong Ka Ting runs the MCA business and Samy sits on MIC's throne. So just TRY and imagine that Najib is Muhammad, Ong Ka Ting is Jesus and Samy is Abraham. And so this doesnt go wrong, you need to imagine that Najib doesn't control Barisan National. It's probably an Agong - just imagine ok.<br /><br />So now, you cannot say that MCA followers cannot call their boss, Agong, because UMNO followers also call their boss, Agong. If MCA followers call their boss Agong, then it might confuse the UMNO followers. Same boss, HELLO?!<br /><br />And with all due respect, i cant compare God to a boss - simply a terrific understatement but just so we can all relate.<br /><br />I believe, and i believe everyone will second, that if you are a commited Muslim, or Malay. You can very well differentiate a Bible vs a Quran, a Church vs a Mosque, a Priest vs an Imam to name just a few examples.<br /><br />So by explaining this to the Malays, they might probably understand the dynamics between these religions because trust me - do not over-estimate them - they might not be aware. And i also refer to alot of Christians in the country. I've heard Christians say that converting to Islam leads you to hell and how all Muslims are terrorist - now fuck that. Same boss my friends, its what you're more comfortable with and how you want to communicate with God. Ultimately, Islam or Christianity of Jew, they worship the same God.<br /><br />As a concequence, this understanding could potentially evolve into unity amongst the religions in the country as they realize that its fucking stupid to hate each other. This could lead to genuine unity (respect for each others' religions) - what i see as 1 good aspect of <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>1 Malaysia</strong></span>.<br /><br />I am not criticizing your decision of appealing the rule but im appealing for your re-consideration of your decision. I am sure you've meant good but as an end-reader, it came across to me as though the Christians have caused "aggravation" amongst the Malays and BN (or more specifically UMNO) is trying to solve the issue, thus being the hero for the Malays. You're not so inhuman to think of such political propoganda right? I trust you're not.<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Signing off,<br /><br />A humble citizendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-16220231702182126282009-12-25T15:56:00.001+08:002009-12-25T16:12:14.262+08:00Pope knocked down by lady in red, at Christmas mass<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JM6iS8o-RMc&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JM6iS8o-RMc&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><br />Moments before celebrating Christmas Eve mass, Pope Benedict XVI was knocked to the floor after a woman lunged at him as he walked down the aisle of the main church in the Vatican.<br />As security men tried to tackle the woman, both the pope and Roger Etchegaray, a French cardinal, were knocked to the floor in the confusion, Federico Lombardi, a Vatican spokesman, said.<br /><br />The 82-year-old head of the Roman Catholic church who appeared unhurt, was quickly helped to his feet and resumed the mass at St Peter's Basilica on Thursday, making no reference to the incident as the service started.<br /><br />Etchegaray, 87, suffered a broken femur bone and was taken to hospital, Lombardi said.<br />The woman, whom Lombardi described as "unstable", was detained for questioning by Vatican security police.<br /><br />She was the same person who tried to jump a barricade to get close to the pope at last year's Christmas Mass, the spokesman said.<br /><br />In his message to more than 10,000 people during the Christmas Eve mass - held two hours earlier than the traditional midnight hour this year to ease the pope's busy holiday schedule - the pontiff urged the faithful to put aside the complexities and burdens of daily life and rediscover the simplicity of the Christmas message.<br /><br />"We live our lives by philosophies, amid worldly affairs and occupations that totally absorb us and are a great distance from the manger," he said.<br /><br />"In all kinds of ways, God has to prod us and reach out to us again and again, so that we can manage to escape from the muddle of our thoughts and activities and discover the way that leads to him," he said.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Source: Al Jazeera Agencies</span>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-1416077162270255332009-12-24T14:58:00.002+08:002009-12-24T15:32:15.019+08:00Dear smokers,<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Can you believe how much of an idiot you were when you picked up smoking?<br /><br />You picked it up just because your friends did, you thought it was cool and you wanted to belong.<br /><br />Some will argue that they picked it up because they were stressed-up. Fuck you. Did anyone ever tell you that nicotine & tar cures stress - your doctor? your parents? ... or your stupid friend who blamed it on stress just because he didnt wanna sound like a loser for wanting to belong.<br /><br />And revisiting the cool factor, tell me... how on fucking earth can smoking be cool? You stink like shit, your breath smells like a dead rat, you have undead gums, your teeth turns urine yellow, you pant like a mad dog from walking up a fleet of stairs, girls turn off when you kiss them you dont get sex... COOL?!? lol.. fucking not cool.<br /><br />But the problem is, and the very problem is, 10 years ago, it WAS cool! So cool that when you're so broke, you still allocate some money for smokes. So cool that sometimes you'll walk miles for a pack of ciggies when you're desperate. So cool that you go through shit just so you can smoke during your school break time. So cool you borrow lighters from strangers on the street just to light up your ciggie. It was that cool! How is that cool? honestly, i still dont know.<br /><br />And im saying all this because im the exact idiot i was just describing.<br /><br />Today, after more than 10 years, i realize that its totally not cool. And what took me more than 10 years to realize? I don't know, im just too stupid i guess. But good to know (im just being human) that there are still ppl who think its cool after more than 10 years. hahahha<br /><br />So this is gonna be one of my new year resolutions in 2010. I've tried quitting for 2 weeks, twice - ended up smoking more. So this time around, I will be more realistic. I will take 1 year to quit, by 11:59:59, 31st December 2010. Any earlier, i see it as bonus.<br /><br />I've actually started to consciously cut down. And in the process i've realized many things. For example, smoking is not really a physical addiction, even after 10 years. When im with my parents, i dont smoke for a few days and i do not suffer from retraction, from any claimed symptoms of flu or fever. You're just totally OK because when you're with your parents, they're like mental smoke repellants - you see them, you dont think of smoking.<br /><br />And that kinda proves my hypothesis of it being more of a mental addiction, not totally but more of it. It's things that you do that triggers the brain to tell you that you need to light up a smoke now. Like going to the loo to do the morning business or when you're drinking coffee. And basing it on this claim of mine, i've managed to drop my morning ciggie.<br /><br />My friends used to tell me that they cant dump without the ciggie. And this statement made me light one up every morning coz my brain has been telling my body that I cant take a dump without the ciggie. In this whole month, ive been taking my morning dumps without needing to light up a ciggie. So again, its a mental thing. Totally mental.<br /><br />But after a month... im still smoking but at 30 - 50% less now... im starting to realize that its not always a mental addiction. There are 2 ocassions that trigger an intense urge to smoke, and its more than a mental urge... it feels somewhat physical as well.<br /><br />1. Alcohol. When you start drinking, you body calls for nicotine, your lungs call for nicotine, your blood, your saliva everything calls for it..... When i was with my parents, i dont drink, so i discovered this later.<br /><br />2. After hours of crunch time at work - you just fucking need a ciggie. And this is the most crucial because for the pass 5 years and for the next 15 years i believe, it will be crunch time every weekday at work. And this is hell something i need to address & overcome. Again, when i was with my parents, i dont work, so i discovered this later as well.<br /><br />To overcome 1, i might need to quit drinking - which is an alternative im not willing to take yet. So ima try find ways to drink and overcome the urge.<br /><br />And ima take the next year to think of a solution for 2....<br /><br />Merry Christmasdeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-3013800844536626592009-12-20T18:03:00.011+08:002009-12-20T19:06:12.329+08:00Tis' the season to be jolly FA LALA LA LA LA<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />I just came back from re-watching Avatar, in 3D, and as i was just saying on Twitter, watching it in 2D was just like reading the story-board. You do not see the movie until you see it in 3D. And the movie was pure awesomeness, even after watching it twice in the cinema, well in different effects at least.<br /><br />I could really connect with the movie as I used to control a Troll in World of Warcraft, and the trolls you see in this movie is exactly how Trolls are - live in jungles, they're archers & sharmains - hunters & regenerators, they ride on horse-like & bird-like creatures, they have pointed ears & devil tails... it's amazing how Avatar brought all these troll aspects to life.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_RIRixODaQv2lnBjVnDSnWaBIM9Qy8x5YFOJOMXDPUZvlmM0NR21BLkB2ukc-cQ6zSreTJpKyogp_XFo70he9A5Th-0BK_npxIRfRKF6VSrXeErEwaRCI5vBbtggp2ynmIHodqND-aM/s1600-h/avatar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417261466925511138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_RIRixODaQv2lnBjVnDSnWaBIM9Qy8x5YFOJOMXDPUZvlmM0NR21BLkB2ukc-cQ6zSreTJpKyogp_XFo70he9A5Th-0BK_npxIRfRKF6VSrXeErEwaRCI5vBbtggp2ynmIHodqND-aM/s400/avatar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Anyway... coming back to reality, Christmas is just around the corner! and it is certainly nice to see Christmas trees all around ya, hear Christmas carols float in the air and see places you go to jazzed up with a vibrant Christmasy feel!</div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkO4jL47-hvrUaTDug0_L9uDwFOPbbxDneumo4Il_eWpcJcqPV3YoSDdupQGyA-tP56L73XDxdDDGlwzwJ37iLVZ5OE5MVrLYIURbLlFAdbTBrJlcJy-wzA6tGZWpXN4C9ZZyQEWBO9YQ/s1600-h/the+curve.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260520010137954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkO4jL47-hvrUaTDug0_L9uDwFOPbbxDneumo4Il_eWpcJcqPV3YoSDdupQGyA-tP56L73XDxdDDGlwzwJ37iLVZ5OE5MVrLYIURbLlFAdbTBrJlcJy-wzA6tGZWpXN4C9ZZyQEWBO9YQ/s400/the+curve.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Pavilion's taken it to a whole new level wit this majestic setup.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZab8McXs2uIRRIlcV7Yzp_0sgNS8croBE1irqRhxbtRyQNceDNNo3yC2kBzGujTKN26uSB9TFJodyUOzKrZ_FBCdyYHMXD9VJ4WP6_Wx9bSMXZ61h6Z7HkZC-auHSa5mrZElejnKoJ5s/s1600-h/paviliion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260509378421442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZab8McXs2uIRRIlcV7Yzp_0sgNS8croBE1irqRhxbtRyQNceDNNo3yC2kBzGujTKN26uSB9TFJodyUOzKrZ_FBCdyYHMXD9VJ4WP6_Wx9bSMXZ61h6Z7HkZC-auHSa5mrZElejnKoJ5s/s400/paviliion.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>People are getting into the Christmas mood too. Was having lunch with my colleagues to other day and this guy came into sight.... Audrey insisted that i took a picture of him and tweeted it.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260513572707698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilQ1QsHX-B2j8vcf02oVcqltqR-a6gB2vZOF1WqCViPh47Vn0Ds3C3t1PKA006GKGqm1RorptsnS_Mgs04VsmTqjJqk5-eyXc_b0-IviHQdshPb0IfRaiLdxupAJEvu2LqRYf7xM6Cs0E/s400/starbucks+christmas.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>LOL... I like the spirit but he just came across looking more like a bad santa! haha. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>Christmas season in Malaysia also falls in the holiday season, and its absolutely great to hear colleagues & friends take time off and spend time with their children at home or on vacation. It's the only time of the year where they can escape the system (the system that puts you under debt, encourages you to get into more debt & forces you to work your ass off to repay the debt) and spend time with their offsprings - what we humans are mandated to do. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>It's also great to see kids rush to the supermarkets to buy their Christmas socks so they can hang it on the wall (so papa or mama can put Christmas pressies in their socks while they're asleep) and wake up thinking Santa has climbed down the chimney or came in through the window to leave presents in their socks.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCzTkN5WspiOp-DdSZ1c9K9hSDAxrNGxyrJR1Yq6Wkk-wcnukyc3B_EDFmx8XfXT3DStw3yIx88MmxYWVDAf6i0rleYMOSfA_ixPsDGVfSC1N7Vf8QNN-nsiFM38K7XrQowuGFQqT4Ws0/s1600-h/Santa+chimney.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260180225336658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCzTkN5WspiOp-DdSZ1c9K9hSDAxrNGxyrJR1Yq6Wkk-wcnukyc3B_EDFmx8XfXT3DStw3yIx88MmxYWVDAf6i0rleYMOSfA_ixPsDGVfSC1N7Vf8QNN-nsiFM38K7XrQowuGFQqT4Ws0/s400/Santa+chimney.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a</span><br />It's nice to see gifts being sent around - wine, cakes, cupcakes..etc<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJzLDczwD7cZ3xtNT-m-mDUfd4GP_PhoBdAyC8p-F_CVGiHtjLBYD__h_hnwiI32wz-lr9cKKJo-m8zwnsdwIvxavvkT6ThMSgE-OQT0o5BBxIA181Z4lpHeIgRH1ZrcfzSVyA0UEbGgU/s1600-h/christmas+cupcakes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260169230116034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJzLDczwD7cZ3xtNT-m-mDUfd4GP_PhoBdAyC8p-F_CVGiHtjLBYD__h_hnwiI32wz-lr9cKKJo-m8zwnsdwIvxavvkT6ThMSgE-OQT0o5BBxIA181Z4lpHeIgRH1ZrcfzSVyA0UEbGgU/s400/christmas+cupcakes.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a</span><br />And as much as i love the commercial Christmas, for it reminds you of the season, i do not forget God. I've not been to church every Sunday.. but i try and make it more frequent at the Christmas season. Which is not ideal - you should be going every Sunday - but... yeah LOL</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417261693465449282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGDq_xJhhJIX4Ttnk7SWTL0CRcYxnOmGolAYvJOqavC2KPG_JZfbA5mfXVSpsB70Bb21251Ap5Un7dBpsZEWjppSLRZYccTzZBpVHETOzEQHvcfohMS-0Mb707lgRBPsklCLZUXvh8IMQ/s400/church.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />And kids, you do not worship Santa in Christmas! hehe, you worship God :) God sent someone to renew the lives of humans, who were plagued with sin, and thats the ocassion we're celebrating. Not santa climbing down the chimney to leave a present in your socks. I mean its still OK to practice that myth for the sake of 'feeling' Christmas but just have in mind that that is not representative of what Christmas means :) </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>So not forgetting the real meaning of Christmas, our department did a trip to a speacial home. From what i heard, its a home where kids with abussive parents live in protection when they're dads are awake at home. Alot of their dads are drunkards btw. And if any of you daddies are reading this, drink responsibly for fucks sake! your kids need you and you're supposed to be taking care of them and not have them refuge in this home... </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>Anyway, the kids were awesome. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>We sent them the A&W bear to dance & play games wit em...</div><div></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKdeGcHGHzs-V8yYHnPzsNTDuLBpqAH7CIJcVEpAJi9sG_vz1yzf2AEupBKnIKVhPMp_ogjxb9RSHFmqOa4JSTpVZYEcjRrwAcI-_R0-MbehqFH4DJLn8fFckOMjt0GXRXyJ9HsNGUzX8/s1600-h/A&W+bear.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260167917071762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKdeGcHGHzs-V8yYHnPzsNTDuLBpqAH7CIJcVEpAJi9sG_vz1yzf2AEupBKnIKVhPMp_ogjxb9RSHFmqOa4JSTpVZYEcjRrwAcI-_R0-MbehqFH4DJLn8fFckOMjt0GXRXyJ9HsNGUzX8/s400/A&W+bear.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a<br /></span>We also bought presents for all the kids in the special home, and i was tasked to buy this kid a Christmas present. Neelesh. 7 years of age. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX2wcp5uWhYKVpYO0vW75fo4DxtZHDof7oTXC1Yk_hyphenhyphenBXmQFrRZ5cOCB-Cd58RtUcUCIkfFsUVvGehCs5S1WHZMHf6vSOROa8agrqTjIgCn6R55Tox8d572f7Y7YkFrSG5voOTXPbBqVE/s1600-h/neelesh.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260163968084130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX2wcp5uWhYKVpYO0vW75fo4DxtZHDof7oTXC1Yk_hyphenhyphenBXmQFrRZ5cOCB-Cd58RtUcUCIkfFsUVvGehCs5S1WHZMHf6vSOROa8agrqTjIgCn6R55Tox8d572f7Y7YkFrSG5voOTXPbBqVE/s400/neelesh.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br />a</span><br />This is what i got him. Really wicked spiderman pencil case, where you can press buttons and errect like sharperners & compartments - you know the kinda pencil-case you really wanted when you were about 10 years old or less. </div><div><br />Got him a Marvel stationary set as well to fill up his pencil case and a colour pencil set with a colour book to draw on. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>He was so happy he went showing it around to all his friends - he better be!!! hahah i never had this when i was 10.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb8garCTy4BdbrY0oqLwEdoIkvbFGDmT5r1Y6rlJtbH_Gbmuz8dYHjtg2RgLL14D77mJLmtVi2yutd9DqFALrr4aRK3Nt9uYVGtfG-kVFd-T5PQ4z-hRHKC4SBe4F4fJgjdp8kXZu2fDs/s1600-h/spiderman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260158886510818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb8garCTy4BdbrY0oqLwEdoIkvbFGDmT5r1Y6rlJtbH_Gbmuz8dYHjtg2RgLL14D77mJLmtVi2yutd9DqFALrr4aRK3Nt9uYVGtfG-kVFd-T5PQ4z-hRHKC4SBe4F4fJgjdp8kXZu2fDs/s400/spiderman.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a</span><br />Besides, i've also been buying tissue paper off the blind ladies who walk around asking for donation when we go out during lunch time. I do smell some exploitation & scandal... i've never failed for many many reasons i'll spare now, but i just hope a small part of that money really does go to the blind ladies. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>So i've been buying alot of these tissues packs and i really only use 1 to to wipe my mouth & hands after lunch and i'd leave the whole pack in a red basket i have in my work cubicle. But every time i turn to the red basket for a tissue, there's never really any in there. So with that, i feel really good for the tissues are put to good use as well. One stone kill 2 birds. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>Oh btw, talking about Christmas, i was having dinner at a fine dine the other night and i overheard the table next to us. The guy bought like this bottle of really good red wine. And he said that he was gonna get a few bottles during Christmas so they drink up and not get drunk because during Christmas, red wine turns into the blood of Jesus. Talk about the true meaning of Christmas huh...</div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">aa</span></div><div></div><div>Anyway......</div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>Merry Christmas! (in case i dont update my blog again before this coming weekend! haha) </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-75448766019878688492009-12-15T23:46:00.004+08:002009-12-16T00:56:49.598+08:00My 7 wishes for ChristmasI have 7 wishes for Christmas and i took some time i dont have to blog this so happy reading! I'll be touching on World Peace. Environment. Knowledge Network. Governance. Human Values. Media & God and i hope they make sense to you<br /><br />1. All the Muslims in the world to unite under 1 cause. The Catholic church & thousands of protestant denominations in the world to unite under 1 cause. And the Jews to also unite. These 3 parties to sit down on 1 table and realize that they are all worshiping 1 God - i mean come on, its not as simple as ABC but Moses, Jesus & Muhammad reports to the same boss, so how difficult issit to understand that we - Muslim or Christians or Jews - we're all brothers & sisters in 1 God. Or are we just fucking retards? So my first wish is for these 3 religions to make peace & stop firing rockets & think of building nukes to kill each other.<br /><br />2. Preservation of the environment. I wish that worldly events, such as "Earth Day", are further encouraged and amplified to bring awareness and education to the human race. So smokers realize that the ciggie butts they litter gets swept into the drain, drain flows in the to river, river flows into the sea - the place you wanna be on a vacation. So ignorant Malaysians don't ask for a plastic bag just to store a stick of chewing gum and then later throw it out their car windows. So the Chinese wont continue to save money & buy hair moose. So the fucking factory owners do not spill waiste into the rivers to save money and now i cant fucking swim in the river that runs by our country house.<br /><br />3. I wish for the every success of the One Laptop per Child (OLPC) policy. So the kids who run on the streets of Chow Kit because their mums are fucking men at home for money, so the kids in Africa who eats sand from starvation, so the kids in the slumps of India - who will never get their hands on a textbook - can see and feel and learn from the world. From the abundance of information on the net. From people in the US, UK, China, India, Malaysia and every other country in this world within a click on their laptops.<br /><br />4. I wish for transparency. For governing administrations to practice full democracy and transparency in governing. So citizens dont fall from 16 floors of a building for no reason. So greedy Chinese politicians do not get away with billions in cash for building a port. So talented people do not have to be in fugitive because they are upholding the rights of their fellow countrymen. So criminals do not become leaders of countries. So race representatives do not fight for power everyday and forget their original cause. So people representative do not get away with building balinese mansions using the citizens money. So judiciary manipulators do not get away by just saying korek korek korek. And the only way we can achieve this is to have all the key pillars of administration - the executives, the judiciary, they auditors, the monarchy & the arm forces - to be independent of each other.<br /><br />5. I wish that the human race realizes the worldly agendas that are plagueing them. That are immensely causing the deterioration of human values. Example 1. The persistent struggle to over-empower women. I believe in equal rights for women. But i do not believe is the over-selling of "girl power" to the extent of women neglecting their human duties of providing offsprings, just because they wanna be as capable as men. Example 2. The constant endorsement of homo-sexuals - Prince, Elton John, Adam Lambert - to persuade the human race to go against the sexual nature of humans. Examples 3. The pervalent endorsement of marriage splits / divorces. An American celebrity gets remarried at an average of 3 times in their lifetime. And that actually sounds pretty conservative.<br /><br />6. I wish that the human race will wake up from their state of denial and hypnotism and realize that many of the celebrities they are adoring through the media (Madona for example) are singing praises to Lucifer and they are singing along to it. And they should pity the celebrities they adore because they are just as well victims, puppets. The next 10 times you sing along to a pop song, try and digest the lyrics and see if you find anything perculiar. If you're lazy, just go watch the Madona video clip - the one where she's in full black and she turns into a black dove & black dog. Watch the controversial Lady Gaga video clips. My friend, who studies religion, was just telling me that "Hollywood" in the Pharoan times, is a magical stick that is used to hypnotize people. Now try and put that in the "Hollywood" context. Here, i wish that there can be some form of 'human value' auditing, so our kids do not grow up to be whores & druggies & satan worshipers.<br /><br />7. I wish that the world embraces God. For those who still doubt, look at yourself in the mirror. Think about every cell that runs in your body, how every organ works with every organ in your body. Think about sex - how good that feels. Look at the trees. Look at the night & day, the earth & water - how they are perfectly in harmony. Look at the flora and the fauna - the millions of species discovered & yet to be discovered. Think about all the layers of earth & layers of air. Think about re-generation. Think about growing up. Think about the human brain. Think about your 5 senses.<br /><br />YOU SERIOUSLY THINK ALL THAT JUST EXISTED FROM A FUCKING EXPLOSION?!?!<br /><br />Now think about the human brain - fucking think about how smart and intelligent you are. Think about your analytical skills - how you react and make decisions in crucial situations. Think about your emotions, your emphaty. Think about the conscience in you, like an angel that reminds you that its not right, when you're stealing or cheating or doing something wrong.<br /><br />YOU SERIOUSLY THINK ALL THAT CAME FROM MONKEYS?!?!?<br /><br />Believe in God.deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-62943891472567072192009-12-15T00:54:00.002+08:002009-12-15T01:03:52.349+08:00Pakatan Rakyat to introduce free wireless Internet?I am reposting this blog in FULL SUPPORT of Raja Petra's demand from Pakatan Rakyat. Not entirely for political reasons, but for more affordable (and hopefully reliable) broadband.<br /><br />Sweden & Norway have made a 1MB broadband connection a legal right of every citizen in the country. Legal right my friends, meaning you get to sue the govt & win the case if you do not have access to a 1MB broadband connection.<br /><br />Malaysia? For some reason, i just cant connect to my home router and im now surfing on a 582bps connection on celcom broadband and that's just pathetic. We shout about the IT era and MSC and whatever bullshit & we cant even provide proper broadband to our citizens.<br /><br /><strong>Raja Petra Kamarudin</strong><br /><br />I have been urging Pakatan Rakyat to introduce free wireless Internet in the states they are governing since March 2008 but to no avail. Soon we shall be celebrating the second anniversary of the 12th General Election and still no free wireless Internet in sight.<br /><br />Pakatan Rakyat is sleeping and thinks it can win the next general election by doing nothing. I am fed up of trying to convince them about the importance of the Internet to the opposition cause. If Pakatan Rakyat has a death wish then so be it. But just so that I can say “I told you so” when the results of the next general election is announced and Pakatan Rakyat gets sent back to wherever it crawled out from, I want you to see the video presentation below to understand why I am so upset.<br /><br />Pakatan Rakyat does not seem to understand that it is at a disadvantage when it comes to the mainstream and electronic media and they therefore need the Internet to get their message across to the voters. Ten years ago there were only 280,000 Internet users against eight million voters. Today, the ratio is one-to-one and in time the number of Internet users are going to outnumber the number of voters.<br /><br />It is plain and simple. He who controls information on the Internet can influence the thinking of the voters. At the height of the Vietnam War, four out of five Americans bought newspapers.<br /><br />Today, it is only two in five because Americans now obtain their information from the Internet.<br /><br />The number of newspapers sold in Indonesia today is half what it was during the Reformasi days -- at the height of the anti-Suharto era -- in spite of the increase in population. And this is because Indonesians now also depend on the Internet for their news and information.<br /><br />Rupert Murdock has predicted that by 2030 the print newspaper would be totally replaced by the Internet. So Pakatan Rakyat ignores the Internet at its own peril. Let us just hope that on 19 December 2009 the delegates to the First Pakatan Rakyat Convention will discuss this issue and do something about the matter.deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-71543620212482613262009-12-12T14:38:00.009+08:002009-12-12T15:29:31.482+08:00Phi Phi, Maya, KhaiThis will be the last of Thailand, i will blog about for a while. Too much Thailand reminds me of the nasty transvestites who molested & ransaked me in Phuket.<br /><br />And yea, if you're ever thinking of going to Phuket, don't. But go to the islands surrounding Phuket like Phi Phi, Maya & Khai (what i covered). At the tourist centre, i saw a list of many other islands - the likes of James Bond island (just because Bond shot a movie scene there - they fuckin capitalized on it and named the island by Bond's name, so they can rack in more cash from tourism wtf). I also saw an island called "Similan Island". Similan in Hokkien translates to 'What the dick' Island. Still not comparable to "Bangla road" tho.... lol racist mother fuckers.<br /><br />Anyway, when i was headin out on my Island tour, and it was end of the year - so the tides were rough - and i was just watching how the Tsunami swept away Phi Phi island the night before, and I was headin to Phi Phi island, and the boat engines broke down & had to be restarted a couple of times, and when the engines ceased, the boat swayed when hit by the violent waves - and i was freakin out for a bit lol.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnLoigGOdtXe8lrJ17C_x7zms36-IT8lPfC7RmZ6fIvXs-VmqMGlQOWR5q2wILihh5GvvORTVWRjOfDp8UYyTrOIBFg_PjZ2K2Iso5k2RfXc5zDrVX9d_i9z5xMJtQhXYdsaAKjWlO7KU/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+179.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414238076154846466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnLoigGOdtXe8lrJ17C_x7zms36-IT8lPfC7RmZ6fIvXs-VmqMGlQOWR5q2wILihh5GvvORTVWRjOfDp8UYyTrOIBFg_PjZ2K2Iso5k2RfXc5zDrVX9d_i9z5xMJtQhXYdsaAKjWlO7KU/s400/Phuket+Trip+179.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><br />Anyway, bout an hour out, the weather calmed down and we hit Maya island, the island where Leonardo Di'Caprio (that sissy boy) shot "The Beach". And i swear everyone, every fuckin one will know that "The Beach" was shot here because the tour guide repeats it like 3 million times he makes sure it sinks into your memories.<br /><br />"This place, is place in Hollywood movie. Hollywood movie. HOLLYWOOD MOVIE. The Beach. Leonardo Caprio... Anybody know movie, the Beach?"<br /><br />"OK we 10 minutes out from place in Hollywood movie, the beach....the beach"<br /><br />"OK ladies and gentlemen, we almost reach Maya island, Leonardo reach here before, so pls get ready. We go down take pictures, must take pictures. Place in Hollywood movie"<br /><br />"OK we here in Maya island, welcome! you are at place where Hollywood movie is shot. Enjoy"<br /><br />WTF<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414238072822397426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVc6_qLZSL_-gMc7S2Y4zmuz3VKnThEwQcZN3ofBS4c0ZOESQ9mxX1tYS9Oz1U2xGUA6Enu-vzqf9a-QBN4iTrS3DgE02bzS-_se716QJqSkFbxeYOYmq9N0wVAA9m7_oGdV5FKIniNC8/s400/Phuket+Trip+188.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1Rp5WaRhcKfBUqzdsx9ndR-FBLEojBD5jWmtlPionrj7n6Pyrz2C68uu41ON9v0eMRjtT1Q0ZxzwhcdqD1qaOUwEm1on3uOjXXRdKnhlNhaA2kKy-ie8tiSzAVi93Pi-eltzDwOO-Ig/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+191.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414237624054216386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1Rp5WaRhcKfBUqzdsx9ndR-FBLEojBD5jWmtlPionrj7n6Pyrz2C68uu41ON9v0eMRjtT1Q0ZxzwhcdqD1qaOUwEm1on3uOjXXRdKnhlNhaA2kKy-ie8tiSzAVi93Pi-eltzDwOO-Ig/s400/Phuket+Trip+191.jpg" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414237613488501874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ9niKJuqHX2-Vst3mryIWgYQbzvVzh02gdxhKG1P5Wb4poQVheqqmmujABHP0I5tZvdf_UTKwmB94vigLIr-94b4GwavxkFB5USbE1KUWUCF-Zp_P3FmoMBt8zOl3fePWk5cuJYNs530/s400/Phuket+Trip+203.jpg" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>Despite the over-selling, the place was definitely pretty, apart from being over-crowded with white ladies who take pride of their saggy ceculite-filled asses, they wear G strings to show it off. Fuckin eye sore.... </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>We then adjourned to Monkey island. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>The island which has monkeys at the beach obviously. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>And what was quite interesting was that the boatman brought 3 cups of Coca Cola and 2 combs of banana to the leader of the pack - and that in exchange for them to stay at the beach for pictures and behave. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>I have monkeys dropping on me when im jogging in the park so i wasn't impressed at all with the sight of monkeys. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>The whites were however dazzled... totally impressed.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIGI56gPfaqqzhEKpemTTgV3aqHfAsdcrxLZwq3c7XBgvauHaErb5AtJhMELYJVa6nSxw4ltftNOrOCBsa6FXBtxfc7W3apSQcipbq7QLjVRJve0wainhYAmGXwcxQO5DtGcwMhKL26uM/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+214.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414237618151953826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIGI56gPfaqqzhEKpemTTgV3aqHfAsdcrxLZwq3c7XBgvauHaErb5AtJhMELYJVa6nSxw4ltftNOrOCBsa6FXBtxfc7W3apSQcipbq7QLjVRJve0wainhYAmGXwcxQO5DtGcwMhKL26uM/s400/Phuket+Trip+214.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br />a<br /></span>This was PURE AWESOMENESS! </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>Snorkelling at Phi Phi Don. </div><div><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivLGLLYskZWdRgL61WkTvDuNykOGRBJhc7jF2VGG9rPDB8Mb-fhQSyguexbb1nk3RmbQFujZaTk80kruvdcdwExdwe7mc6eZPW9XlmYmSrjPq6oOlaesJFnjErhWZWbWQ8ELA6_V76xvk/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+226.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414237609235120370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivLGLLYskZWdRgL61WkTvDuNykOGRBJhc7jF2VGG9rPDB8Mb-fhQSyguexbb1nk3RmbQFujZaTk80kruvdcdwExdwe7mc6eZPW9XlmYmSrjPq6oOlaesJFnjErhWZWbWQ8ELA6_V76xvk/s400/Phuket+Trip+226.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSrkjtJLJedTNPbBtYl58St9Qnz36uzPjp_g_dPAZy4SX7yn0_2JJC0loKHSfs_PN-xj_W8LPA_EnAbLLJkv5JDb7HY1eBci0cveuQts_EMY8y3dQ9Jkckt0kinxA60qzZdT3OD_dp2zw/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+227.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414237605032729650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSrkjtJLJedTNPbBtYl58St9Qnz36uzPjp_g_dPAZy4SX7yn0_2JJC0loKHSfs_PN-xj_W8LPA_EnAbLLJkv5JDb7HY1eBci0cveuQts_EMY8y3dQ9Jkckt0kinxA60qzZdT3OD_dp2zw/s400/Phuket+Trip+227.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a<br /></span><br />EWW the ocean smells so salty its like a pool of piss. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinujH4jH43seMWlh4UgvysyfjrsfL8pIUbY0pYhktt0RI74nwZv15Qgcj4ql6JNAmd2h5-Mi9TgU4KYcxI6hiEzP4XmBUH8s0gzloVzqpkLXfPNyZ0YEd2Z8EYi86h6V71G6FCkGvwToc/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+230.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414236600546693362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinujH4jH43seMWlh4UgvysyfjrsfL8pIUbY0pYhktt0RI74nwZv15Qgcj4ql6JNAmd2h5-Mi9TgU4KYcxI6hiEzP4XmBUH8s0gzloVzqpkLXfPNyZ0YEd2Z8EYi86h6V71G6FCkGvwToc/s400/Phuket+Trip+230.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a<br />a<br /></span><br />This is where we stayed in Phi Phi Don. And its got a majestic view.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKWQjvfXaozzB0od3Swbc1w9W-m2RBXfgWdD-n71gd0SCDn3nRslYyKkhmRp_YE8CYaBr7G0WvDVfGbOzegbaSR9QTicOWfY2wmoXO43uMqmZiQmqr-HbVx7jf3kkROzgdDoZg5vNazs8/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+237.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414236597601188818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKWQjvfXaozzB0od3Swbc1w9W-m2RBXfgWdD-n71gd0SCDn3nRslYyKkhmRp_YE8CYaBr7G0WvDVfGbOzegbaSR9QTicOWfY2wmoXO43uMqmZiQmqr-HbVx7jf3kkROzgdDoZg5vNazs8/s400/Phuket+Trip+237.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#000000;">These challets are all newly built after the Tsunami wipe out where more then 1,500 people were killed. So to be really honest, i didnt have 100% peace in mind when we were at Phi Phi Don... lol </span></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#000000;">Would you?</span><br />a<br /></div></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi43K39nwNQnGagIuXeQeqxFG_erdP_tTs3O9wB3a_GtzCfXuWS-pgBxbQX7qK_GF7iXh8v7Eu5rOqKwUJBR_kfeNd1d2T7VGz7KbjaezAZAG-gru11XGXZj8TcbeCxSwE7S-gDTBS6Sds/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+232.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414236585794212098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi43K39nwNQnGagIuXeQeqxFG_erdP_tTs3O9wB3a_GtzCfXuWS-pgBxbQX7qK_GF7iXh8v7Eu5rOqKwUJBR_kfeNd1d2T7VGz7KbjaezAZAG-gru11XGXZj8TcbeCxSwE7S-gDTBS6Sds/s400/Phuket+Trip+232.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />aa<br />a</span><br />The final island i covered was Khai island. And i remember this place for how expensive it was lol. I had to pay 150 bahtss to sit down on a chair. Paid 100 bahts for 5 visits to the toilet. Another 300 bahts for some water & ice-cream... lol not that its not affordable but.... for things you dont normally pay for<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414236583046356610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfUeSezfbtAyKANdtkWIWMPnY524s_75ndQ0pA_V9lwiqn-k-E_uDXuju_GuqqUtuawIwJTGj_gR0hl9IAOr4SO06ntrPtAcXYCQjvkBNZk7j-eEqd5R7uu8I2V-7oy78Vt0847RMVgHM/s400/Phuket+Trip+252.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Y2xYEHRhTu2b044h33hEenmtlMkEqu3bePu2H7LfLq73MHVZATjhGfShHHpf5lvFfYGNlx-4v0WXdQRtCRPPo1NqMAHlV9did6UuuoXBzbY5jxc_3glSlmh6yZtLGaAyjiHsdVozzIo/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+248.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414236574365286690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Y2xYEHRhTu2b044h33hEenmtlMkEqu3bePu2H7LfLq73MHVZATjhGfShHHpf5lvFfYGNlx-4v0WXdQRtCRPPo1NqMAHlV9did6UuuoXBzbY5jxc_3glSlmh6yZtLGaAyjiHsdVozzIo/s400/Phuket+Trip+248.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Looking forward to another island trip in December!!!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-37251881062696908742009-11-22T18:11:00.005+08:002009-11-22T18:54:26.296+08:00Patong Beach, Harassed & robbed by transvestites<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Patong Beach is the hotspot in Phuket island. Where all the Go Go bars are, where all the commercialized boxing rings are, where all the pubs & night clubs are, where all the confused humans are, where all the rejected westerners are, where all the young Australians boys who are bud & pussy starved are. Patong Beach. Good men go to heaven, Bad men go to Patong Beach.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406869202251695362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyZVwh0y25CfCBoPSOBGuHYqY4P7II7EeYffYYp3HOpQRqr50twUTpnkT4XffX_wLJUXMJxECZI2NZi7D_JKQMvqzDr5i08RK73KuRl0lg3wNsyFxk941BP5Yjd6hD9RACarB_fdmEoXs/s400/Phuket+Trip+012.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Very commercialized tourist destination - you could smell the irish & the aussie influence in the place with quite a numbers of irish & ausie pubs.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406869210202610818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKAqs3KpBB0ggB2g9k7Q1YQSTQpm5ICrHNbEDDw66XiqKY_u8usSaouyHXoVvS4iOzE7EjCNT_kPUqK0nE1GKhFMI_bLM_8J9Rzk6aWakSFEdeJVuBWO5go9u3IOzTd8mG0pNCIhD712k/s400/Phuket+Trip+015.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">Leprechaun!</span><br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406869214685210786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXNpKNZ05XpTg9SM0JMbJoyh05yLU8Ah3UtHgMdmdQDLDYheFwLhyphenhyphenhAJeEwlb-PwBwjbAUS2SFuKVsglsLXDfnYUszPnma6jHXLi3N3j2mTN5qxxdJ1NTHam0rAXvzG6A9H71c4OGO6rA/s400/Phuket+Trip+028.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />aa</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#000000;">This is the hotel i stayed in, Leelawadee Boutique Hotel. Pretty decent hotel at one end of Patong Beach. </span><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUfnN2tukO0_DtT0w6PrMrBk5xM0NRnxZGjSrepgqyZxH7CeSXnKJyceUHLk89QrtUcSDlM_HJbnzwwpdyycHY0sTrKf9pFBl6dy2Qf7ca3nz44gVVyKKyksi2EHgQWktoakwTCgUjqYw/s1600/Phuket+Trip+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406871249233258002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUfnN2tukO0_DtT0w6PrMrBk5xM0NRnxZGjSrepgqyZxH7CeSXnKJyceUHLk89QrtUcSDlM_HJbnzwwpdyycHY0sTrKf9pFBl6dy2Qf7ca3nz44gVVyKKyksi2EHgQWktoakwTCgUjqYw/s400/Phuket+Trip+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a</span></div><div>Beach buggies for rent.<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDLJ6iT5m89pSbBZffm60dcF8St8g704Fo_omOKdbp0cOzbr6aVrMmIxjYv7wCvq1dcNy8cC6gvChP9yojDUYh2Ree_MK0K_O6YKQ5jcWdlcSi2TXGUMjuOE9PCG4sdpkeByKmdnl0nik/s1600/Phuket+Trip+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406871246056002738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDLJ6iT5m89pSbBZffm60dcF8St8g704Fo_omOKdbp0cOzbr6aVrMmIxjYv7wCvq1dcNy8cC6gvChP9yojDUYh2Ree_MK0K_O6YKQ5jcWdlcSi2TXGUMjuOE9PCG4sdpkeByKmdnl0nik/s400/Phuket+Trip+040.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>When the sun sets in Patong beach, alot of cursed Thai humans turn into werewolves, i mean 'lady boys' and they invade the main street of Patong Beach, Bangla Road. As you've just read, even road names in Patong are racists hehe, talk about hell. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>And they are utterly, absolutely, definitely, 100% DISGUSTING. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>You can still see their supressed little dicks dangling from inside their panties. </div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406871261934323682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNeqyLIrHz6XWlEBaiwGh7u3qLCixVGWEnDvCeSDcYrDVfp5fQkxqnRmTva1AL2FK7VncJsdQL26D7AEEHhzh9cDribPPApJMKFl6gkFoZEf0JrFO1xn_lsqgK207N0QyN-Ka28-ijNNM/s400/Phuket+Trip+053.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />And this is what my title suggested. As i was starring at how horid they were - quite amazed at the sight actually - these two devils came to me and acted really surprised that they've spotted a Chinese on the street.<br /><br />In Patong beach, you just see white & brown. The whites (mostly english & aussie) are the ones spending and stuffing dollars into pussies, the browns (locals or bangladeshis) are the ones who are trading by the paveway & beach. You dont see yellow.<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />So they came to me really quickly and looking very susprised they went "da ge, ni hao".<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />I said "Hi"<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />And before realizing it, one of the devils snatched my right hand and put it on his sillicon boobies. Man, i thought i touched a basketball.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-2SSZn_Btogt96rrTZihRx07-U5NSuAEiywZ-G61RnnXAGYemjtDC_lPmgCqtv6FfPlqJYTCImSPEJpgn2b1iNJ-NwEGYXSKIMGHFFvt3_DRH6QLXuYT6b_0A6McBBH2K-l_f2BXYbM/s1600/Phuket+Trip+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870622037296050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-2SSZn_Btogt96rrTZihRx07-U5NSuAEiywZ-G61RnnXAGYemjtDC_lPmgCqtv6FfPlqJYTCImSPEJpgn2b1iNJ-NwEGYXSKIMGHFFvt3_DRH6QLXuYT6b_0A6McBBH2K-l_f2BXYbM/s400/Phuket+Trip+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That wasnt the end of the story. They asked for money and almost created a scene because i refused to pay them 200 Thai Baht (each) for "touching them".<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Fuckers. I thought i should've been compensated instead. BEWARE!<br /><br />I enjoyed the pancakes by the beach. My favourite = Nutella + Banana<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOWi_rEujB2fULV6gD-1aUGYPQYu0m_o44WwBJEZ2O4AIKJxIE1M4fMJugwO1ojPzZWE5FB7OgiCpfxnUc8iJHUhRTcF-ppx9Xx0fxaFtzBID887NB7H87ItoWq3GdcWlI8yxIsWvarBc/s1600/Phuket+Trip+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870621216118386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOWi_rEujB2fULV6gD-1aUGYPQYu0m_o44WwBJEZ2O4AIKJxIE1M4fMJugwO1ojPzZWE5FB7OgiCpfxnUc8iJHUhRTcF-ppx9Xx0fxaFtzBID887NB7H87ItoWq3GdcWlI8yxIsWvarBc/s400/Phuket+Trip+058.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a</span><br />Double seater jetskis go for 1500 Baht per half hour. One seater ones go for 1000 Baht. Para-sailing is 1500 Baht for 2 circles around the bay. This is where you get your rides from<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOEMpz3WBnYuA7Tb_UMj8ylN3pwSZjnCp3vSnDA09-dqznOAnQ5gj_uWE1ZZ0mIda6mxxyK5pIxtH9bTRRUu_sY3RoXuQhGpfH6Kms4u1HNIRZLpcZ1bug5p-hXmwXRkAQBqF6iffCgkg/s1600/Phuket+Trip+070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870614000666146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOEMpz3WBnYuA7Tb_UMj8ylN3pwSZjnCp3vSnDA09-dqznOAnQ5gj_uWE1ZZ0mIda6mxxyK5pIxtH9bTRRUu_sY3RoXuQhGpfH6Kms4u1HNIRZLpcZ1bug5p-hXmwXRkAQBqF6iffCgkg/s400/Phuket+Trip+070.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"><br />a</span><br />The cables are pretty fucked... from the Tsunami.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ0-BzVTFKPM7EhyGNvqCZWIvBw3o9b1dmt-q3wVrplI5s8zL2vACY4k8PYbD7M0M5jpIt6NdiC9N8f_roM7-UBW013j4f-nEssHEZYVRSzm75rMdx0lSoCSFgipVhydjDo63VPYszpN0/s1600/Phuket+Trip+081.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870610929383090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ0-BzVTFKPM7EhyGNvqCZWIvBw3o9b1dmt-q3wVrplI5s8zL2vACY4k8PYbD7M0M5jpIt6NdiC9N8f_roM7-UBW013j4f-nEssHEZYVRSzm75rMdx0lSoCSFgipVhydjDo63VPYszpN0/s400/Phuket+Trip+081.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br /></span>This was the mosque that did not crumble in the Tsunami... i think. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6d1nifhY8_pp4VOD0JLFhnaqZ-RgQeuJVJczNmqVRaeJKPfaHT6SaZcqeaeWE1cFuCEqpTZXDf16DD8mEvtPHbFMdSB_EtsUM13ydiBtP2cz-nCZbWMZ8VsU47G4jqp45qncAL9pu9Eg/s1600/Phuket+Trip+090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870608701266146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6d1nifhY8_pp4VOD0JLFhnaqZ-RgQeuJVJczNmqVRaeJKPfaHT6SaZcqeaeWE1cFuCEqpTZXDf16DD8mEvtPHbFMdSB_EtsUM13ydiBtP2cz-nCZbWMZ8VsU47G4jqp45qncAL9pu9Eg/s400/Phuket+Trip+090.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br /></span>Random.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKCNyAbBHPgK5jE3fpesS-f-j6PKOVR7xZCj5eKAEsPDoiwrsER645_VbrqYRCl9_k61-ScpG43FJ0WB3xNWDNkY6-cG5aoDX8MHlv5kDoYea6BG-YNdSDUhMxTJdgDjIgGX4Q_aCQAzY/s1600/Phuket+Trip+155.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870037988182850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKCNyAbBHPgK5jE3fpesS-f-j6PKOVR7xZCj5eKAEsPDoiwrsER645_VbrqYRCl9_k61-ScpG43FJ0WB3xNWDNkY6-cG5aoDX8MHlv5kDoYea6BG-YNdSDUhMxTJdgDjIgGX4Q_aCQAzY/s400/Phuket+Trip+155.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is where all the Tiger shows are broadcasted live. The World Famous A GO GO bar.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu1Ipbos4Wt82P2RhNXfcgPgiwbjiMSzvfvtBNlj0zod7_3YXW93SeP3c-MXufn2mdTtkWNX67sO51phqajb0isvH5c2GumhENi7JZNLBZqlOXLJNqAakEYmDOUiqQfVndnmvEje-rIeE/s1600/Phuket+Trip+164.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870033740067202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu1Ipbos4Wt82P2RhNXfcgPgiwbjiMSzvfvtBNlj0zod7_3YXW93SeP3c-MXufn2mdTtkWNX67sO51phqajb0isvH5c2GumhENi7JZNLBZqlOXLJNqAakEYmDOUiqQfVndnmvEje-rIeE/s400/Phuket+Trip+164.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Right next to it, is another Tiger show outlet. This is even more direct - Its called TIGER.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZjiciOd26Sa0zOY6a0vmN7BCeA5qfXuuQMrEdSj1d6Nwh_xxMih-FGhLqs_gc1j1HRG3JsKdkaO8v8WF6_bMzmneZ7eoFmYmUNH_Tb7GT1nh-Euu3e7zWiJ6FomH7Ovcakm5W9mn_4xc/s1600/Phuket+Trip+166.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870030469972578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZjiciOd26Sa0zOY6a0vmN7BCeA5qfXuuQMrEdSj1d6Nwh_xxMih-FGhLqs_gc1j1HRG3JsKdkaO8v8WF6_bMzmneZ7eoFmYmUNH_Tb7GT1nh-Euu3e7zWiJ6FomH7Ovcakm5W9mn_4xc/s400/Phuket+Trip+166.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br />a</span><br />If you love seafood, you'll love Phuket. I really enjoyed the lobsters & oysters. Fresh & cheap. </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406871261589076930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvmlu_QlL2zipxsT22j_E2ktSsuJr6deF81qO4aGjOpOUqEDXnUT9IXPIqaqiyBpBy4lQdhyphenhyphenz2IopfKwXVJH7ful17VbhVKB5SOPfbRFcvN8ntP2MazHS0b3O-RfrAoU8Wnt39rhYPyzE/s400/Phuket+Trip+048.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9AEexwtU0gULgRgS508iB9e84FuXBeJgAjKLhWsP8_OmjOTPlN-K5FKZif7rQHzEgNmEzde2ptTcI2o6KVPxBDm_CM066gHhXTHq-C1q3Y85OS8RwRBRmPkfUNyqzqF_lzdmhd1h85g/s1600/Phuket+Trip+171.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870027970781234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9AEexwtU0gULgRgS508iB9e84FuXBeJgAjKLhWsP8_OmjOTPlN-K5FKZif7rQHzEgNmEzde2ptTcI2o6KVPxBDm_CM066gHhXTHq-C1q3Y85OS8RwRBRmPkfUNyqzqF_lzdmhd1h85g/s400/Phuket+Trip+171.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The signature dish - Tom Yum Goong<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdatI-2DH0hNDJWXuuUGt5YA0m9PMkihsHajbDPQ1RFipdzPTLrfh5MScOIhchZbzzru9ldiQhet2aHQzH5JgOG9Tar8NA07y0Q8QJkfMD_tXNooy2D36remPUscoGfDLx9oADeYvIqM/s1600/Phuket+Trip+175.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870017917421618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdatI-2DH0hNDJWXuuUGt5YA0m9PMkihsHajbDPQ1RFipdzPTLrfh5MScOIhchZbzzru9ldiQhet2aHQzH5JgOG9Tar8NA07y0Q8QJkfMD_tXNooy2D36remPUscoGfDLx9oADeYvIqM/s400/Phuket+Trip+175.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br /></span>This is how Mc Donalds pose in Phuket.<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406869217281162546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimE2WV78mu6_ryd1Xg54Up55otAXtJDvBmOveX011k7FUrPl-0oDndT2fNmX8VCmfMiLMRfkptCAWKmrd-7bGBIg_qexx9a81sTBK_MzWzxMrVifQIV9l09CuzGK6CWJy1VZWBO7HeB0Q/s400/Phuket+Trip+016.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><br />Guess what pie was this? Something i've never heard of.......</div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406869225810878290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjivbVB2zxYRc0_vm0P_94-Lz8_JvMEzFftLKKQsZrQvwlA04OtoJ7Hry45uPN889kH2zC0pXU12KqyXGlnPd3uXj0NoAqCA9eGYWesESn3F4En14greYYjQc_-FPzBO2qNuB0vi6Xa-sQ/s400/Phuket+Trip+018.jpg" border="0" /><br />Its a Brocolli pie.... and its got bacon bits inside too.... tasty shit. </div><div> </div><div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-76633507788399052822009-11-11T21:06:00.002+08:002009-11-11T21:21:01.477+08:00Malaysia in 20 years time<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />This is a reposting of an article that was published on Sin Chew Daily, based on the views of Lee Kuan Yew. This article is very timely as it elaborates on my arguments in the previous post - about how the most crucial element for new-generation Chinese to secure a place in this land, will be their very own competitiveness.<br /><br />I will be agreeing with most of the arguments in this article except how the shrinking Chinese population is not caused by low fertility rates among the Chinese in Malaysia.<br /><br />I'll beg to differ on this point. Based on my observations & chats i've had with many mid-aged Chinese in the country, it is very apparent that we're getting more & more time pressured. This will be a classic example: Compare the hours you are clocking in at work, VS your parents.<br /><br />Time pressure causes stress. Stress causes low fetility rates. Of course im not saying this is the key driving factor. It's one of the factors, coupled with migration ... etc etc<br /><br />And i CANNOT agree more that MCA - Malaysian Commedians' Association - who has a very crucial task of protecting the rights of the Chinese in Malaysia, is not only neglecting their obligation but further blurring the vision of the Chinese in this country.<br /><br />Happy reading.<br /><br /><br />If the Doomsday prediction never comes true, New Zealand will remain as picturesque after a hundred years, with cows and goats roaming all over the country sparesely populated by humans.<br /><br />A hundred years later, Singapore's foundation will remain rock solid. The tiny city-state will continue to lure new immigrants, and many new-generation Singaporeans will see their lineages traced back to those of migrants.<br /><br />How about Malaysia a hundred years from now?<br /><br />Lee Kuan Yew did not seem to see things that far. He only set his sight 20 years later.<br />He said all constituencies in Malaysia would be dominated by the Malays in 20 years' time, and the leadership in this country would value the Chinese population less and less.<br /><br />The Chinese population would continue to slide, he added, not because of the pathetically low fertility rates among the Chinese in this country, but because those who could afford would have sent their children overseas, who would decide not to come back.<br /><br />"And those migrating to Malaysia will be from Islamic states, making the country's Islamisation inclination more and more pronounced."<br /><br />Statistics don't lie, and the current political and social ecosystems are not here without a reason.<br />MM Lee's predictions are by no means novel. But his well-thought remarks have touched the hearts of many a Malaysian.<br /><br />If this is what the country should look like 20 years from now, we can imagine Chinese Malaysians to be like apes in a forest sanctuary a hundred years down the road, where we need to sharpen our eyesight to carefully scan through the entire swathe of forest before we can catch a glimpse of one or two of them.<br /><br />That comparison is, most certainly, exaggerated, but I really hope we will not be reduced to a rare species by then.<br /><br />The ratio of Chinese population in this country has been on steady decline over the decades; so has their political status here. Very soon, they will be completely engulfed by the powerful waves of aggressive Islamisation.<br /><br />This is the pessimistic side of the outlook of their destiny.<br /><br />But Chinese Malaysians cannot afford to go on this way, and wait helplessly for such a destiny to befall them.<br /><br />They have to take the initiative to accentuate their own strengths and be in firm control of their own fates before they can divert such a predestination.<br /><br />The next ten years will be key to the future destiny of Chinese Malaysians. If the country's policies get more and more ethnically-oriented and religiously inclined, the future of Chinese community is well within our imagination, and Chinese Malaysians will exit the country in droves.<br /><br />On the other hand, if community-centric ideologies get diluted, conflicts between mainstream and minority races get thinned down, the common Malaysian identity gets consolidated, and the spirit of secularity stays very much relevant, then Chinese Malaysians will have a much more promising future here.<br /><br />So will Malaysia.<br /><br />Whatever happens to this country or our society, the most important element for new-generation Chinese to secure a place in this land, will be their very own competitiveness.<br /><br />In this age of globalisation, when national boundaries are increasingly obscured, people will find a greener pasture beyond our shores if our internal conditions remain this bleak.<br /><br />We cannot afford to talk about what will happen to us a hundred years from now. We need to buck up and fight for our near-term opportunities.<br /><br />Meaningless and unnecessary squabbles, like the one currently taking place within MCA, will only serve to bog down the pace of the Chinese community further, blurring their vision of the clear and present danger.<br /><br />What the Chinese community urgently needs right now is high-calibre and farsighted leadership, not one engrossed with endless infighting.<br /><br />(By TAY TIAN YAN/Translated by DOMINIC LOH/Sin Chew Daily)deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-72414199232476340552009-11-08T15:24:00.003+08:002009-11-08T16:23:29.543+08:00Robbed by Malays, because he's not Malay<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />It's been a while since i caught up with EJ, a friend i currently share the house rent with. On this note, im most pleased that ill be movin out to my very own place very soon - no more strangers at home, no more wanting to use the kitchen but someones using it. Not that i hated it but it just didnt feel like 'home' :)<br /><br />Anyway, we caught up this morning and he told me that he got robbed on Wednesday night, at a cyber cafe situated within the Pelangi Condominium in Bandar Utama.<br /><br />I wasn't surprised initially, with a robbery incident, as many of my close friends & colleagues have been somewhat involved in robberies (as victims of course) in the past months - laptop snatch, mobile phone snatch, break-into-car-handbag snatch, mum's car got broken into.. bla bla<br /><br />But this was more than a 1 on 1 robbery.<br /><br />This was "They took on the whole cyber cafe with Parangs"<br /><br />Interesting.<br /><br />I prompted EJ for more info.<br /><br />So how was the robbery carried out?<br /><br />EJ: Oh, we heard the scream of a young lady who went, "what are you guys doing", and she was very quickly pushed to her table and held to the tip of a parang. A hooded Malay guy sternly said to the lady "dont move and keep your mouth shut" (in Malay)<br /><br />How many of em?<br /><br />EJ: Errr.. about 4 i think<br /><br />We're they masked? Did they cover their faces?<br /><br />EJ: No.. they just had hoods. The cyber-cafe had CCTV cameras so the footages are being passed to the authorities.<br /><br />It suddenly reminded me of how Altantuya's daddy passed a pile of documents to the police. Of course, i didn't say it... so i went on to prompt.<br /><br />So did they rob everyone?<br /><br />EJ: NO.. They came in and said that they were not gonna harm the Malays and asked them to move aside. They then asked all the others to take out their mobile phones & wallets.<br /><br />WHAT?!?!?! ... they just robbed the non-Malays???<br /><br />EJ: Err yes... why are you so surprised?<br /><br />I am surprised. Fucking surprised.<br /><br />Why rob just the non-Malays?<br /><br />Well it didnt take more than a minute to tie things together and get to the root of that particular problem.<br /><br />1. You do not rob unless you need to. Unless the "need" arisses you won't rob because every human body is attached with a human conscience. Something spiritual that will poke you and say "hey, you're doing the wrong thing" before you even conduct it. But unless, you are deprived of a fundamental need - shelter or food - it might compell you to beat the conscience. The point is, the conscience is something that's damn hard to beat, not unless you're compelled to.<br /><br />So the hypothesis, or my theory is, these Malays are deprived... somehow. Could even be drugs so my above point becomes invalid. but nevertheless,<br /><br />2. They only robbed the non-Malays. Meaning, they have associated their deprivation to the non-Malays. They are in my opinion getting back at the non-Malays, who they THINK caused them to be deprived of whatever they were trying to get.<br /><br />Now this is DANGEROUS! Because yes, the non-Malays (mainly the Chinese) have populated the CBD and to those who are unaware, you might have the impression that the Chinese are 'greedy', controlling the Malaysian economy and marginalizing the other races.<br /><br />Now, if you're reading this, you must realize that you're WRONG. You have such thinking because you have been somehow influenced by some arguments you've heard of in a ceramah or the FTA channels on TV.<br /><br />Pls give my argument a chance.<br /><br />I am a Chinese and i live in Malaysia and i work in the CBD. I have a white-collar job and i have no life. Why?<br /><br />Because my parents forced 6 days of tuition on me for 10 years. Made education my FIRST priority, so prioritized i was grounded for 3 months before any major examination. My parents made my grandparents give me lectures about how education will determine my course of life.. bla bla bla.. education education.<br /><br />My parents also stopped going overseas, stopped expensive meals, kept to the same car for a while, so they could save enough money for me & my brother to further our studies in Australia. They never bought me my own car, they didnt buy me an Optimus Prime toy, they didnt buy Air Jordans for me to play basketball, they didnt buy me LV wallets - and all these i begged for. Just because the money needs to be saved for my education.<br /><br />So much importance was placed on education i wasnt given much of a choice.<br /><br />And im telling you that its not easy going to tuition and your friends are in the snookeriums & cyber cafes. You get your parents to send you to a prom nite and your friends take their own CLKs & 3 series to the prom.<br /><br />So when i got over the education bit, i was FUCKING relieved. But i realized that its gotten worse. I dont get my parents & grandparents drilling "education" into me no more but now i need to pay phone bills, parking bills, car loan, house rent, utilities, highway tolls, car service, insurance, road tax, government tax, traffic summons, EPF, alcohol bills, ciggarettes...............<br /><br />And THANK GOD, my parents drilled that "education" thing into me.. otherwise, i would have not survived... i would have became a robber myself.<br /><br />I do not get to live in DBKL homes where you pay 100+ bucks a mth for a house. I do not get 5 or 10% off a property that i buy. I do not get the lowest interest rates when i buy a house, I do not get 30% and own part of a company because i was born a certain race, I do not get grants easily, I do not get permits easily, I will not get free books for my kids next time, I will not get scholarships for my kids next time, I will not be able to place my kids in local universities next time (not that i want to), I will not get welfare if i stop work... summary is I AM IN NO POSITION TO NOT DO WHAT IM DOING TODAY. I STOP, I DIE.<br /><br />So you see, I as a Chinese, need to work my ass off in the CBD, otherwise i die. Because of this i will only have max 2 kids because i have no capacity to have more than 2 kids because i need to work my ass off to make my life work. Otherwise i'll die.<br /><br />So yes, FUCK THE CHINESE for taking over the CBD... for controlling a major stake in the national economy... for whatever other reasons you think.. FUCK THE CHINESE.<br /><br />But, you need to understand my friend. WE GOT NO CHOICE.<br /><br />And to prove my point, go look at the race split 20 years ago and look at it now. You will realize that the Chinese population is shrinking because we are working our ASSES off to make our life work. AND NOT BECAUSE WE HATE KIDS... we love sex and we love kids my friends.... just like you. We're after all the same breed - human beings, my friends.<br /><br />Now, who's really robbing you my friends, are people who have misused BILLIONS of government funds on PKFZ for example. Those BILLIONS of ringgits could be used to provide you free books, welfare when you're jobless, free medicine for your sick kid, free internet for your kids to gain knowledge & immensely improve public transportation... etc etc<br /><br />Blame it on people who have represented you and who have built massive balinese mansions, which they could never afford.<br /><br />Blame it on those who give away giant contracts without open biddings. And korek korek korek, blame it on those who manipulate the judiaciary and make money out of it.<br /><br />Now all these people are not necessarily all Malay, but my point is: Blame it on these people, your leaders... and not the Chinese in general.<br /><br />We, the Chinese are victims as well... just like you.<br /><br />It's came to my utmost concern that some people are starting to blame it on the Chinese in general, when the Chinese like i say again...victims as well.... just like you.<br /><br />DO NOT FALL INTO THIS TRAP. Again this is just my personal opinion, but theres a giant conspiracy going on to protect certain individuals of their positions. And they will go to the largest extent to protect their positions. This "racist robbery" is a clear example. DO NOT BE MANIPULATED, i trust that you're wise enough to make your own judgement.<br /><br />Thank you.deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-56363307174773126802009-11-05T21:54:00.008+08:002009-11-07T02:21:22.004+08:00Nine Emperor Gods Festival / Mah songWhen i was in Phuket last week, i participated in what the local Phuketans call "The vegetarian festival" which sounded very tame & friendly<br /><br />And not participation by will, more like i was trying to pay Phuket town a visit and i bumped into this festival.<br /><br />Anyway, this festival was huge. So massive an entire stretch of road that cuts through the main city area was shut down for this procession, in commemoration of "The vegetarian festival"<br /><br />As we blended into the crowd, it was in fact very welcoming initially as everyone was in white and there were emblems on some of these white shirts that goes "Save the planet" .. "Go green", which i thought matched the team of the festivel - The vegetarian festival.<br /><br />Well not until i saw this - i was perplexed.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_wj4RQe_5I1rqlAKNPP-KQMDSvkgZPLmY1v6d7G3LRAw1gOC6RqMlR60q5LDiTP_4vcnyhEnMO5dgnxHv7tY51ETbAx97PC7zL0eYQZ-9R7XFQkDvc96DTDPN0fAO7VPyEkTr2Ib9NM/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624200759014658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_wj4RQe_5I1rqlAKNPP-KQMDSvkgZPLmY1v6d7G3LRAw1gOC6RqMlR60q5LDiTP_4vcnyhEnMO5dgnxHv7tY51ETbAx97PC7zL0eYQZ-9R7XFQkDvc96DTDPN0fAO7VPyEkTr2Ib9NM/s400/Phuket+Trip+111.jpg" border="0" /></a>It was literally a transvestite, marching down the road... possesed. She, i mean he was shaking his head and didnt appear to be aware of his surroundings.<br /><br />Freaky.<br /><br />I wanted to knock off and head back to Patong beach, but the more i saw... the more it hooked me on.... talk about bizzare culture.<br /><br />I then came to see this "lady in red".. possesed by mediums too. She had the voice of a very young girl and was asking around for candy.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRbjlQzvdRs1LqSDo1AvU0N_H8LET6xnI4LOvLArOeF-DzzJvlbBBufPTIjtS2lcQwUVsV8dPMrRuudq0AGhFMiO9hR5HH9T8STSb_T8cuZJvo93geWWMhHKEwObo2MvfkhkNZosblxZE/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+109.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624194603871666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRbjlQzvdRs1LqSDo1AvU0N_H8LET6xnI4LOvLArOeF-DzzJvlbBBufPTIjtS2lcQwUVsV8dPMrRuudq0AGhFMiO9hR5HH9T8STSb_T8cuZJvo93geWWMhHKEwObo2MvfkhkNZosblxZE/s400/Phuket+Trip+109.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div></div><div>If possession sounds quite negative to you, they actually take it as a blessing. Here's a phrase from wikipedia, explaining why they actually invite spirits to posses their bodies. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>" Mah song ม้าทรง are the people who invite the spirits of gods to possess their bodies. Mah ม้า is the word for horse in Thai, and the name mah song refers to how the spirits of the gods use the bodies of these people as a vehicle, as one rides a horse. Only pure, unmarried men or women without families of their own can become mah song. At the temple they undergo a series of rituals to protect them for the duration of the festival, during which flagellation and self-mutilation is practiced </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>The festivities in Phuket include a procession of mah song wearing elaborate costumes who pierce their cheeks and tongues with all manner of things, including swords, banners, machine guns, table lamps, and flowers. While the face is the most common area pierced, some also pierce their arms with pins and fishhooks "</div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>This will kinda set the scene for the pictures you are about to see.<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQrd955UMJtmCuFbtnF8ZGp6PDp6oRKrHeSXiv8f9_u9vxIjmYip93qxz25YPK-EXUr_oZqRqb_Oj4v28-SLfawyrrhOmPakK2jZga6nABBp7pNYzT-_2G0t0B6_DtKNUpjc8zBk_RAk0/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+114.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624190926537170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQrd955UMJtmCuFbtnF8ZGp6PDp6oRKrHeSXiv8f9_u9vxIjmYip93qxz25YPK-EXUr_oZqRqb_Oj4v28-SLfawyrrhOmPakK2jZga6nABBp7pNYzT-_2G0t0B6_DtKNUpjc8zBk_RAk0/s400/Phuket+Trip+114.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIMZotbTxqRIBVbMvN_nQ7bzPxkDMid-qV58tmYLtB7Gb0gIBR33nAJPqh1Wcn6QKat3jLb9YKf5pgUKxauTtyAjE5zEmUF8ebniDNHVoq_jPAK-sgaqzQrKtrMpEC7tx-ln9yA1Ynko/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+115.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400623632001351890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIMZotbTxqRIBVbMvN_nQ7bzPxkDMid-qV58tmYLtB7Gb0gIBR33nAJPqh1Wcn6QKat3jLb9YKf5pgUKxauTtyAjE5zEmUF8ebniDNHVoq_jPAK-sgaqzQrKtrMpEC7tx-ln9yA1Ynko/s400/Phuket+Trip+115.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIoE8XeQHiZJvnOqBizTomTwnys-W13hXHKYqhjuCADB81zxNFtfW4S6SeW3sepsO375TVOwX-aztnlSwr9bRK1YZPNU43WDRVyPHPCocPjF3mIt0ODKr-_M_v4aLioKmIVjPyjMoF4Zk/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400623627449267730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIoE8XeQHiZJvnOqBizTomTwnys-W13hXHKYqhjuCADB81zxNFtfW4S6SeW3sepsO375TVOwX-aztnlSwr9bRK1YZPNU43WDRVyPHPCocPjF3mIt0ODKr-_M_v4aLioKmIVjPyjMoF4Zk/s400/Phuket+Trip+121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiINZYCLZCNfeHYXH7cxI0WcsZm8OoXb38c0NU4HS8_IHHMht07wRBN2wnxXNm6rRZOWv8i9AGEyMLo_xOPdcchIVd01DIfwEE5BMOOkbJmhXcGogyhdNWLVq5nKfuOuFWocFtVLw3sOBU/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+122.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400623624653914866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiINZYCLZCNfeHYXH7cxI0WcsZm8OoXb38c0NU4HS8_IHHMht07wRBN2wnxXNm6rRZOWv8i9AGEyMLo_xOPdcchIVd01DIfwEE5BMOOkbJmhXcGogyhdNWLVq5nKfuOuFWocFtVLw3sOBU/s400/Phuket+Trip+122.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Now take a look at the boys by the road holding on to polls which had firecrackers dangling from them. Well i won't be surprised if you're imagining what those are for but you'll get it at the very end of this blog post. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ2QcQkTULx0RL54pwraJJqaKGYYhdmJA-ZHdufB5K_THcnyBlvi5HUYswXDSJ9zFGcHaPHSNRBjyIz_hr5rdYZU8cohz4w6s2kiIJwSKX8twBgxif87K0N6gE5GJS9g6heMB0_tUrY2c/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+124.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400623618724392450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ2QcQkTULx0RL54pwraJJqaKGYYhdmJA-ZHdufB5K_THcnyBlvi5HUYswXDSJ9zFGcHaPHSNRBjyIz_hr5rdYZU8cohz4w6s2kiIJwSKX8twBgxif87K0N6gE5GJS9g6heMB0_tUrY2c/s400/Phuket+Trip+124.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Some of the possesed Mah Song's not only marched down the street, but they were also blessing practitioners who gave praise, in bow, to them. They carried black background flags, with alot of Chinese characters and symbols printed on them, and they put it over the faithfuls' heads. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPo-DtKo_XnA5bY8lvHVaENAtX7aIOsBblMQehQi1ZRMWV7DM6LgbeuDVVIuTHt3tVTXyp9p5uwzDlxmoT6DCJiDtFjY4SRpr-03b8y8UKXJtY0GjY9rGEWwvSZc7XP5c8IOm5-Mx8z0U/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+125.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400623614760273762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPo-DtKo_XnA5bY8lvHVaENAtX7aIOsBblMQehQi1ZRMWV7DM6LgbeuDVVIuTHt3tVTXyp9p5uwzDlxmoT6DCJiDtFjY4SRpr-03b8y8UKXJtY0GjY9rGEWwvSZc7XP5c8IOm5-Mx8z0U/s400/Phuket+Trip+125.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Transvestites again. With all due respect, isnt going against your nature (God has given) going against... God? I mean from my religious upbringing, this is what i was taught so again, with all due respect, i find this a bit difficult to comprehend. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>And the explanation from Wikipedia did say that you will need to be "pure" to be able to become a Mah song. </div><div><br />So i was actually staying away from the transvestites, worried that they might have invited the wrong spirits in them.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilJUerzYObpGmG7iIDUfz9u5QuyiBj3DlgMFKe5RuVJeKvvRQXNcc19FvXoTZsLAZUS5zGToCYN9vBEiFEwg5Kpx4fK6nWOHff3xVjAS2wENLPBhOczLdqSWIB0tSFNHvXMB44Y5G8XX4/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+126.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620235993851442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilJUerzYObpGmG7iIDUfz9u5QuyiBj3DlgMFKe5RuVJeKvvRQXNcc19FvXoTZsLAZUS5zGToCYN9vBEiFEwg5Kpx4fK6nWOHff3xVjAS2wENLPBhOczLdqSWIB0tSFNHvXMB44Y5G8XX4/s400/Phuket+Trip+126.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />More possesed Mah songs. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNx9PxyjpbCv1SED69k7yWk329tfU3l_jgdZd7-bNClM6MIZKkS9ffhiY6_4jX7fXO6nFLQQvLVzCWMh_G7ZQLYdG_DJyGjcIzG6Moik_BckX3cT0Byj6ZfRWPcG7oEFrzv1bKsqVwZ4Q/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+128.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620230137464658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNx9PxyjpbCv1SED69k7yWk329tfU3l_jgdZd7-bNClM6MIZKkS9ffhiY6_4jX7fXO6nFLQQvLVzCWMh_G7ZQLYdG_DJyGjcIzG6Moik_BckX3cT0Byj6ZfRWPcG7oEFrzv1bKsqVwZ4Q/s400/Phuket+Trip+128.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtlj7KllUzH8PhV0Pqi8dL0T5WTpCgemKPo8ND0t_xo_5KG4Iu57EoTZ4OTiz1ibvEKqG85KuB7Cdy5vaJgCE2UkWHgzXVsB_1V5YvAae87nk7pT7d1BFkhiJxw4zBPaPfQ2T2-2BquoU/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+129.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620227626326514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtlj7KllUzH8PhV0Pqi8dL0T5WTpCgemKPo8ND0t_xo_5KG4Iu57EoTZ4OTiz1ibvEKqG85KuB7Cdy5vaJgCE2UkWHgzXVsB_1V5YvAae87nk7pT7d1BFkhiJxw4zBPaPfQ2T2-2BquoU/s400/Phuket+Trip+129.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtVkSAVMHXyWxVZk45E89YENGkRtcxK9HYf60AVNi6tGSuYwsn3CmG9Nt-YlEMOwNU9VqIepzA1BiHMb4dCwvIBum1dYwp4BNkVDgrVyzLdevOVY7bZAnuIDY83RdCJCZ4kMhXMfDxCg/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+132.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620223170270642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtVkSAVMHXyWxVZk45E89YENGkRtcxK9HYf60AVNi6tGSuYwsn3CmG9Nt-YlEMOwNU9VqIepzA1BiHMb4dCwvIBum1dYwp4BNkVDgrVyzLdevOVY7bZAnuIDY83RdCJCZ4kMhXMfDxCg/s400/Phuket+Trip+132.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />After most of the Mah Songs marched back from the waters, back to the temples, some statues were ferried across the streets. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>What was quite interesting was: The people who were carrying this particular statue seems to be sponsored by Tesco. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6dMYyQS1m1XY_dM4fHhSlAuZRFUQf16cMFRQ84CkMuv-CbCXNkdHajCzXNTjoQu8fX6008oQORHD3mAGKRkoFchCQ0G_aNMbzKI-DW45TrqQRqie3lWHrinTm2QF-wKOXv7GQ11lc94/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+135.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400620219439219426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6dMYyQS1m1XY_dM4fHhSlAuZRFUQf16cMFRQ84CkMuv-CbCXNkdHajCzXNTjoQu8fX6008oQORHD3mAGKRkoFchCQ0G_aNMbzKI-DW45TrqQRqie3lWHrinTm2QF-wKOXv7GQ11lc94/s400/Phuket+Trip+135.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH518UAzeF1puSPgoGl8lTB6mpdvwxtn-JJSvR_IT6Q8m66xsNhSYym8ZFagpg3EHaNa_nERgX-TUFzKGIITv-zL8_Nfzi2MUdoMoHO89nhtAGbvgSkEKqEQB475nrI6geHS7SsuVu8Sk/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+136.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400618903285175682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH518UAzeF1puSPgoGl8lTB6mpdvwxtn-JJSvR_IT6Q8m66xsNhSYym8ZFagpg3EHaNa_nERgX-TUFzKGIITv-zL8_Nfzi2MUdoMoHO89nhtAGbvgSkEKqEQB475nrI6geHS7SsuVu8Sk/s400/Phuket+Trip+136.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />WOW... i definitely stayed away from these 2 buggers. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmn1VKI7A7ZeIMSyymJX4xL1OcvqFM6-Ypbt527U5Ym4GZRZttn7rI8wH4YsBFimfcHMAM_xCcY_0mO6luOmNsfu76RMME808AzFm3XrhMaFm792_goVH9A2iBX8Uw2nzy7aEAjnyRfmM/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+138.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400618898449006866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmn1VKI7A7ZeIMSyymJX4xL1OcvqFM6-Ypbt527U5Ym4GZRZttn7rI8wH4YsBFimfcHMAM_xCcY_0mO6luOmNsfu76RMME808AzFm3XrhMaFm792_goVH9A2iBX8Uw2nzy7aEAjnyRfmM/s400/Phuket+Trip+138.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And now this is what the poles of firecrackers were for.... BLASTING the gods to kingdom come<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY15bH6oncphjDqSA5m39MyyRqN-esrtAjxkWHP-6YWZfHCsi_Mgmp5meezSL5Jr0IJagAdN8JJoMVn9LR3FeUamDSGTrknQ9uFOlUB4wdovmcZDbHpsp3Dpgv6UDF9ShL7abi_sNi1No/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+146.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400618893552614658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY15bH6oncphjDqSA5m39MyyRqN-esrtAjxkWHP-6YWZfHCsi_Mgmp5meezSL5Jr0IJagAdN8JJoMVn9LR3FeUamDSGTrknQ9uFOlUB4wdovmcZDbHpsp3Dpgv6UDF9ShL7abi_sNi1No/s400/Phuket+Trip+146.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Crazy ass shit man... </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_IlKgil_nEK1l-xsWmUDZuXsjEzhjzojO6cJtotS3D-BOW5c71N5RiVB7v9MKX0rTyi97FP0Gxrf_fPDiT0rfrAVpSY0yAC8rr0fJqW544nTHonZX4caw_xvuYwYG9Dd9rrQ4rsnUDE/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+147.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400618892279010786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_IlKgil_nEK1l-xsWmUDZuXsjEzhjzojO6cJtotS3D-BOW5c71N5RiVB7v9MKX0rTyi97FP0Gxrf_fPDiT0rfrAVpSY0yAC8rr0fJqW544nTHonZX4caw_xvuYwYG9Dd9rrQ4rsnUDE/s400/Phuket+Trip+147.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxcQZav-PEMdtd_qnRgKY0bqmFHkAsnE3NiwWTkq4BEbvpbdzFFsyW_ZWyLy32qyGc6696ZJHSoGSnwz7SGr2ASg-teossyVJ-cEswqTxaRW5iW8mjE9F70W57LnyPsWcXshNVyxwcm8/s1600-h/Phuket+Trip+149.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400618885707476450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxcQZav-PEMdtd_qnRgKY0bqmFHkAsnE3NiwWTkq4BEbvpbdzFFsyW_ZWyLy32qyGc6696ZJHSoGSnwz7SGr2ASg-teossyVJ-cEswqTxaRW5iW8mjE9F70W57LnyPsWcXshNVyxwcm8/s400/Phuket+Trip+149.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-56107098050147730852009-10-30T20:31:00.008+08:002009-10-30T21:42:25.893+08:00Kapas IslandI must say that the October month has been quite a fulfilling month for me so far... alot of work done, achieved some significant milestones in my career and at the same time balanced it out with 2 island trips in Kapas island, which i'll be writing about now, and Phuket island, which i'll blog about in the next post.<br /><br />If you're looking for a short getaway from the hustle & bustle of the city, yet easy to plan and affordable, try Kapas Island.<br /><br />If you're sick of how commercialized Bali & Phuket is... walking along the beach and you have 1 million men & women & confused humans touching you & trying to sell you stuff... try Kapas Island.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376394370133138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhecCryqodcVXEK94shEJzcToXV4fRzlphnQUkEPV4pdsDcz7lPXOuqjNo7iefIuDF5N0mNqTTLObmJIdSc4eq5-PNW5tIBM_U_z2GRHfRH_N3gKzyEsvZnnPgWjdBrCfVLKUfx2QsGln8/s400/Pulau+Kapas+015.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />It's just a 1 hour flight from KL to Kuala Terrenganu. From there you will need to hire a driver to ferry you down to Marang Jetty and from there, hire a boat man to take you out to the island. It's only about a 30-45mins boat ride so if you get sea sick from this, you're a fucking sissy.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVG9ezxwKfiJEQjl1OeBVZ7_ST2qEnMJbPR7ZsxOTDrrAeYsNm8FV7NXZOe8Vt3a7nKHvCE-7WbFztLERlIXQCyc9WQPIVdpUxczqUVHQo8EkvcyGl_g3vcRmvgO0HypTCWjJyUhirpHc/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376398484737938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVG9ezxwKfiJEQjl1OeBVZ7_ST2qEnMJbPR7ZsxOTDrrAeYsNm8FV7NXZOe8Vt3a7nKHvCE-7WbFztLERlIXQCyc9WQPIVdpUxczqUVHQo8EkvcyGl_g3vcRmvgO0HypTCWjJyUhirpHc/s400/Pulau+Kapas+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />There are a couple of resorts on Kapas Island. I've not seen all of them but based on the 3 ive seen - they all have their own unique expressions.<br /><br />I actually put up in a resort called "Qimi". Some of the girls complained about the lack of facilities & the dirty toilets but i actually grew fond of the place, not because of the dirty toilets, but how much it resonates with mother nature.<br /><br />There were no tar roads, hardly any steal, no aircon in the room, most of the challets were built from hand krafts and not manufactured goods. Mother nature. Pure bliss.<br /><br />This is the challet i stayed in.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC7rRTa0SxU0R7mJOTkMewg4tK7yBibv9CwtZfCsBHJPMTkhjeMpE2Cl-V9zryF2_IwezZ3RibMf8-6lPeCt-hY2-FzbbVwDxRjNsbS1hH7peNxGxRzdio3q_DnygkxXXi7jVuYJu_E8s/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376385239261122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC7rRTa0SxU0R7mJOTkMewg4tK7yBibv9CwtZfCsBHJPMTkhjeMpE2Cl-V9zryF2_IwezZ3RibMf8-6lPeCt-hY2-FzbbVwDxRjNsbS1hH7peNxGxRzdio3q_DnygkxXXi7jVuYJu_E8s/s400/Pulau+Kapas+025.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>On a green island, you'd be expecting insects & mozzies so they fixed nettings to protect you from insect bites when you hit the sack.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYeGQwvamq7QFS80ol351DfdpQqUdAgupEmWruoR3-Op9NDgCqsvi8_U0Pnaz-lfzkLICviVoXY3ChVhid5rKDzRktQgQ0GRzu3pL_h0NF4y8sx2PsqAtzM0_ACV6Go23b6pahMddZ3g4/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376379180384322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYeGQwvamq7QFS80ol351DfdpQqUdAgupEmWruoR3-Op9NDgCqsvi8_U0Pnaz-lfzkLICviVoXY3ChVhid5rKDzRktQgQ0GRzu3pL_h0NF4y8sx2PsqAtzM0_ACV6Go23b6pahMddZ3g4/s400/Pulau+Kapas+026.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div> </div><div>The challets had balconies too, where you could just sit & chill & get bitten by mosquitos. </div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376200192024466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedO96FWzlYOsKTGuAzWPzdGOruJnaREQaFtN5n_JSNeI9VHl53tJtOl7Eo_Ukc-MbbeCvc8oXwRobYQmTbdVeFSYIj1oklkPW4cGYozQATpE_buxhmH-754F4Fl0cNXyGUPYvWJQ17J4/s400/Pulau+Kapas+040.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><div>Well, one of the reasons (actually the main reason) i came to Kapas Island was because a mate of mine, Seif, was gonna dedicate his dick to 1 pussy... or in more conventional terms - getting married.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAEYw6LZfTEfFVoBUi6IkUK2i6qJB2WAFanPGUYoa8JIJdItAEK9WHE718tGBeOr8rP7Mq3dEr4f3DeJQfE977XDncN42Wkj2QfllQOuZZIr0FemogQ9qC2_bLNoWjfUBTZeg34kxMYdE/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376209612650690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAEYw6LZfTEfFVoBUi6IkUK2i6qJB2WAFanPGUYoa8JIJdItAEK9WHE718tGBeOr8rP7Mq3dEr4f3DeJQfE977XDncN42Wkj2QfllQOuZZIr0FemogQ9qC2_bLNoWjfUBTZeg34kxMYdE/s400/Pulau+Kapas+032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>This is the groom to be, doin what a groom gotta do - prove to his wife that he the man.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8eJJKLgLT_wBfMI4OFYdki_BLNeMQ9SI_5Len_I4pwvU7dIQyBDboisOjduRnkhEoPpOR17KGyFdunbYtQEW77IoU4SvQnj3nXo2NYpKDy5cvi7-r3pc3Wwp1Ym-7RwBzyykdh4HEUg/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376203671986994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8eJJKLgLT_wBfMI4OFYdki_BLNeMQ9SI_5Len_I4pwvU7dIQyBDboisOjduRnkhEoPpOR17KGyFdunbYtQEW77IoU4SvQnj3nXo2NYpKDy5cvi7-r3pc3Wwp1Ym-7RwBzyykdh4HEUg/s400/Pulau+Kapas+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>A pretty picture to show off.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQk4MKfqadHMQ78xXE-P-ISyEO_kgT4qN1ffZDGBmks9mLvTgZUt524zyqAp71jPFChsv-jLWh_BLxkZ0y8q5mWCWBoxhY1jXRf2U1Kc1CE7ilYxDXhBKoY20tpIlAnCwxEUIFrGlC2gI/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376195777522882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQk4MKfqadHMQ78xXE-P-ISyEO_kgT4qN1ffZDGBmks9mLvTgZUt524zyqAp71jPFChsv-jLWh_BLxkZ0y8q5mWCWBoxhY1jXRf2U1Kc1CE7ilYxDXhBKoY20tpIlAnCwxEUIFrGlC2gI/s400/Pulau+Kapas+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Tell me how you'd feel waking up from an afternoon nap to such a view. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkDUa2m_EpaW4wyD9YiIjhwSpVNtC_ZfaWjc2hSMk3hw6ppoi3xEfmL9Qxp2pklAo79-W2LRuJ6Eiq4hZKel2kK-Fgmp-ZMdRpdAc3aU34DBS1NKUadQ-C6BgQ6bBBhDDasIDao_vBeS8/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398376192178842258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkDUa2m_EpaW4wyD9YiIjhwSpVNtC_ZfaWjc2hSMk3hw6ppoi3xEfmL9Qxp2pklAo79-W2LRuJ6Eiq4hZKel2kK-Fgmp-ZMdRpdAc3aU34DBS1NKUadQ-C6BgQ6bBBhDDasIDao_vBeS8/s400/Pulau+Kapas+043.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Playin with sand with Arston's kids.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Q32H0tMpvqLywz21VtdZxplg0kd0V1cHSdxPqVikDZTOfXFc-Rye72ycrw0sJjxLGOFa1NchXDFqBTIDUBA84LRWIBCD2lQ37O7yMKUL6OIn89OsUXYZN0-88VK8ExKYAvMB_q6CPrA/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375976861244450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Q32H0tMpvqLywz21VtdZxplg0kd0V1cHSdxPqVikDZTOfXFc-Rye72ycrw0sJjxLGOFa1NchXDFqBTIDUBA84LRWIBCD2lQ37O7yMKUL6OIn89OsUXYZN0-88VK8ExKYAvMB_q6CPrA/s400/Pulau+Kapas+047.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>Are'nt these Russian kids just adorable? </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigeS1rTfOgG3KBOuh-YX49AftCVmrkA50AbhyphenhyphenA4tKB96h9cz-ssaq0SLG2qg348YWbXOqcvWFlvj6c_b0g55lHcu3We_viA7c_d0oe0wlg7cvSBKq7ykltzbGH45D-zzdyeyq-CPgYqrU/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375971838419874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigeS1rTfOgG3KBOuh-YX49AftCVmrkA50AbhyphenhyphenA4tKB96h9cz-ssaq0SLG2qg348YWbXOqcvWFlvj6c_b0g55lHcu3We_viA7c_d0oe0wlg7cvSBKq7ykltzbGH45D-zzdyeyq-CPgYqrU/s400/Pulau+Kapas+048.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another picture............ not updating my blog for a mth has taken its toll on me (you loose your cock & bull story to describe every picture)<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-TyHpwJwR3GS0oAmQybIOzTC4jZtRgQodtfaJHMDxW1KMmjW2JFpKOgewH_gz5wbIJIFGdERZ3CvZcE5Y7tr0oLUzI5AoYTrPu5jSRYKtwNF13sDzDl4SoH5oQSeUChZNG9OHcJF5UM/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375972695739650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-TyHpwJwR3GS0oAmQybIOzTC4jZtRgQodtfaJHMDxW1KMmjW2JFpKOgewH_gz5wbIJIFGdERZ3CvZcE5Y7tr0oLUzI5AoYTrPu5jSRYKtwNF13sDzDl4SoH5oQSeUChZNG9OHcJF5UM/s400/Pulau+Kapas+052.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The rest houses were awesome. </div><div><br /> </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijHOlbB7_K2tZd4iaog5NL7I3SCFQokP8KJE9V4T0tazAHX_pzD-yrk3kOcDSdsq1OTmE61f-lDywKylZ4L3pzrE0QdugKgXJcBvGQ-rHXDGWHqZcHDiT1VovJVvHey0jokkBQUkJPq8M/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375969476968114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijHOlbB7_K2tZd4iaog5NL7I3SCFQokP8KJE9V4T0tazAHX_pzD-yrk3kOcDSdsq1OTmE61f-lDywKylZ4L3pzrE0QdugKgXJcBvGQ-rHXDGWHqZcHDiT1VovJVvHey0jokkBQUkJPq8M/s400/Pulau+Kapas+053.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdyK_aOa4lq8_IBw3KR8HEp1TSdPRFWJx_hz9kSTOZHFY1KsO9xeZW_4pPBScwX14L8QkYdH6yIjnvAAmCoTWEe5sCkCXiGN74bm6QNXmVbWeZy4lhArxrEtGsAu_B3Rr5rjoyhEVCGs/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375961856850274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdyK_aOa4lq8_IBw3KR8HEp1TSdPRFWJx_hz9kSTOZHFY1KsO9xeZW_4pPBScwX14L8QkYdH6yIjnvAAmCoTWEe5sCkCXiGN74bm6QNXmVbWeZy4lhArxrEtGsAu_B3Rr5rjoyhEVCGs/s400/Pulau+Kapas+054.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This challet is also comin up and i heard they're gonna put a jacuzzi in it.... sounds very manufactured but, at least they're hidin it inside some giant pebbles they've stolen from the beach.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMiZR_8fNRglD19_2e5LTXuvcr8IMGTikK6m0Q4VZ-JBuDNHTeVxdlNy7q4Aev_vboNXfJY0zK4JEMT9GHKYeZMgTS90PADuQ3v4pLIhgsuXgflonDR5wL3ZXSJddmghQHk4Ij7KxwRXo/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375720937356242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMiZR_8fNRglD19_2e5LTXuvcr8IMGTikK6m0Q4VZ-JBuDNHTeVxdlNy7q4Aev_vboNXfJY0zK4JEMT9GHKYeZMgTS90PADuQ3v4pLIhgsuXgflonDR5wL3ZXSJddmghQHk4Ij7KxwRXo/s400/Pulau+Kapas+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Bride & groom exchanging their vows in front of mother nature's arch. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrr5SxuKt2lOV4Wog-OtaSlliNJSRIUN1WlD6wQreSfXHctpKASp4SWHQo68QJPpuSLW3TF-1-tQsgMZdaBABofgXo-9_OYH8Xq0JOtzGnRxY_P9noiTQ3YxN_10-uIjilPztsag3zXo/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375714762613506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrr5SxuKt2lOV4Wog-OtaSlliNJSRIUN1WlD6wQreSfXHctpKASp4SWHQo68QJPpuSLW3TF-1-tQsgMZdaBABofgXo-9_OYH8Xq0JOtzGnRxY_P9noiTQ3YxN_10-uIjilPztsag3zXo/s400/Pulau+Kapas+062.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Such a tradition that friends pose for a picture with the bride & groom after they exchange vows. </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwjPsq6ytyskzJL4k4Y5wPmYyuWpJhkNT0xq_jWppRXPLb8HSx1pADrGo-Fwqx-JeEaYIjqEsPUzpOnZheBwA906gxVcPFoNMQhUO-jS8eWjDE9WUNbHHaYjQX7UqySDOgqHE2z8-YGTo/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375712073021042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwjPsq6ytyskzJL4k4Y5wPmYyuWpJhkNT0xq_jWppRXPLb8HSx1pADrGo-Fwqx-JeEaYIjqEsPUzpOnZheBwA906gxVcPFoNMQhUO-jS8eWjDE9WUNbHHaYjQX7UqySDOgqHE2z8-YGTo/s400/Pulau+Kapas+071.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />More pretty pictures.... from Kapas Island. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinm63xXfcz56oyJqo_6Dy6UaQQLZge7jnyHOl-kgRBPhTfKRpKgDC-KtsS2oSmkDwX_aPByuecM1IJFBFgpEd4jwTFDqlvah-5yEi8C9ThAKluvE3TT8EWb5ypo5jSzHhyN3U0nOI_38A/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+098.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375701676743154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinm63xXfcz56oyJqo_6Dy6UaQQLZge7jnyHOl-kgRBPhTfKRpKgDC-KtsS2oSmkDwX_aPByuecM1IJFBFgpEd4jwTFDqlvah-5yEi8C9ThAKluvE3TT8EWb5ypo5jSzHhyN3U0nOI_38A/s400/Pulau+Kapas+098.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NVdSvoXVQyMco8YOUKlpPKcbFhexRoNwbEVYArEKTjjQ716I5UM1PqfL2VT3rS8lKjj6BprZKs_koyzBFqOs0h6uwN9Z7ciR6xfthooeFIGv6wcqDJdzGQ_I25eFirIK5YTSBpOPZuk/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+099.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375696707472354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NVdSvoXVQyMco8YOUKlpPKcbFhexRoNwbEVYArEKTjjQ716I5UM1PqfL2VT3rS8lKjj6BprZKs_koyzBFqOs0h6uwN9Z7ciR6xfthooeFIGv6wcqDJdzGQ_I25eFirIK5YTSBpOPZuk/s400/Pulau+Kapas+099.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJCGVBri5Q6qJO2sl2s42jtp1ZCALrr3YmjQ5D5Bmn97SWa0mlojqfYS_mUvqXGCvKP8z-VRK2iEdiaXfC0BIs8OedG7Kzd3gHBYgJNzpD1zbydHZcPCHb1Ho968h5VUJHbcp-L46tank/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+104.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375412666015650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJCGVBri5Q6qJO2sl2s42jtp1ZCALrr3YmjQ5D5Bmn97SWa0mlojqfYS_mUvqXGCvKP8z-VRK2iEdiaXfC0BIs8OedG7Kzd3gHBYgJNzpD1zbydHZcPCHb1Ho968h5VUJHbcp-L46tank/s400/Pulau+Kapas+104.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Every meal is covered when you rent a challet. And every meal, they set up tables on the beach, laced with flower petals and such.... so you have your meals to the sight of a seashore & to the breeze of the sea....</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-s0Ou5pdDI1mBlFAaQwgHeHnOSleqemn2VOP4AvdjavwkCQZyTbSn3xFWCV-sMwftPoy2whMsqa-SThP_xQJSfRxVtl4JPqj3Xxic8G9n_MUWnxo1Ak14LSAPxCqHjOqOLpetu3cVZpY/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+107.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375408815031906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-s0Ou5pdDI1mBlFAaQwgHeHnOSleqemn2VOP4AvdjavwkCQZyTbSn3xFWCV-sMwftPoy2whMsqa-SThP_xQJSfRxVtl4JPqj3Xxic8G9n_MUWnxo1Ak14LSAPxCqHjOqOLpetu3cVZpY/s400/Pulau+Kapas+107.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Only took a picture of the food 75% through it but they serve a variation of food... from local grilled fish to pasta & sausages. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>All the food is cooked with love from Rose, owner of the resort. I din't have a single thing to complaint about the food.... exotic & mouth watering. </div><div><br /> </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj82lYCoq2TQtK8xqMPrLRZCuvsDyQEpqM_yAXKRhrBy7SkzRQ5qWH2yobL-plpTaxWWQecybXw1NjIRkrQkL8f2YU1za3Vu8wtE32mSg84QqKZZOeX4VdICKyGg8SOOFf0qUl-mXIOtPs/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375406506832658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj82lYCoq2TQtK8xqMPrLRZCuvsDyQEpqM_yAXKRhrBy7SkzRQ5qWH2yobL-plpTaxWWQecybXw1NjIRkrQkL8f2YU1za3Vu8wtE32mSg84QqKZZOeX4VdICKyGg8SOOFf0qUl-mXIOtPs/s400/Pulau+Kapas+111.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A typical night by a camp fire. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfQ9KvXxp5Wg4LmraU5MPphJp8eG1jbWHPKsH8p9MCWJde3WafmUm2lmXI1RgDPyUTHKru1PCbQbeQ3dhqFdGFMYhO94sRJyL-NMcZSkS65OTCF2UlNFMn5j0T-EZIXiNT5ttVmzNiCR0/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+119.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375401823986402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfQ9KvXxp5Wg4LmraU5MPphJp8eG1jbWHPKsH8p9MCWJde3WafmUm2lmXI1RgDPyUTHKru1PCbQbeQ3dhqFdGFMYhO94sRJyL-NMcZSkS65OTCF2UlNFMn5j0T-EZIXiNT5ttVmzNiCR0/s400/Pulau+Kapas+119.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />In summary, i absolutely fell in love with Kapas island & will have no hesitation at all to revisit the place. </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUwhS7Jlk2ye2SLRaw2u_t4J-plwdNsVCucrttBUQTHq8LJ1Xym2osz6x9fPffIwLyZgzhbRFG953UZ6KbvtTOw1EShn2shBKWSJDQAACaGHZiU29jcd98rpchi_MgiaZydb-9n9iJ4hU/s1600-h/Pulau+Kapas+124.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398375399163785170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUwhS7Jlk2ye2SLRaw2u_t4J-plwdNsVCucrttBUQTHq8LJ1Xym2osz6x9fPffIwLyZgzhbRFG953UZ6KbvtTOw1EShn2shBKWSJDQAACaGHZiU29jcd98rpchi_MgiaZydb-9n9iJ4hU/s400/Pulau+Kapas+124.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div> </div><div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-19900725089360038422009-10-05T01:49:00.007+08:002009-10-05T02:47:46.570+08:00Arthur's Day - Guinness' 250th Anniversary!<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />A week before Arthur's Day, which was celebrated in Sunway Lagoon on the 25th Sept, Arthur himself went down to greet all his fans in the local pubs around Bangsar, Sri Hartamas & Taman Tun in Kuala Lumpur. All 3 days of the weekend.<br /><br />Of course he didn't ressurect from his dead - that'd be pretty creepy, but popular homegrown blogger Kenny Sia, impersonated Arthur Guinness and gave Guinness drinkers a chance to win mosh pit tickets to Arthur's Day and watch the Black Eyed Peas up close & personal.<br /><br />And to win those tickets, you need to know your Guinness well. Like what colour is Guinness (hint: it's not black) and where's its origins.<br /><br />This is Arthur Guinness in Souled out, Sri Hartamas. Accompanied by his 2 of 21 children - and 2 daughters of course. After 250 years, he's missed partying a hellot. Girls too - daughters too.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyww6TvAfgF3TCgEtjRIm4RS0wxXex5ZS34tTxfnVGb2g-74TLr_v9paNfhDOY8SP0R9hDyAoyD12ISuBBP9xDO08sruPsMyQOTIiOouDbtjmoknt0nIM-2C8tpz5WmoMwMcdoD7_0ME4/s1600-h/arthur+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388805289792549394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyww6TvAfgF3TCgEtjRIm4RS0wxXex5ZS34tTxfnVGb2g-74TLr_v9paNfhDOY8SP0R9hDyAoyD12ISuBBP9xDO08sruPsMyQOTIiOouDbtjmoknt0nIM-2C8tpz5WmoMwMcdoD7_0ME4/s400/arthur+032.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />This guy in Sid's pub, South Bangsar couldn't answer the 5th & final question to win a pair of mosh pit tickets - and that exact question was - "what is the colour of Guinness?". The 5 questions need to be answered within 119.5 seconds, the exact time required to pour a perfect pint of Guinness Draught.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388805299430210642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_eQlsO2CWRUc749v1vsQ2SF0y1_j78KjDuac820BRoBE24LSR9fK7MDScfy1xTG97d4vkI9kVm-RrzpQvH0No3srL_Uai300awBf0KWY4p0l497p_9EPRoz3o_5_PX4S-FqWoGZ1IT6g/s400/arthur+024.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />Homegrown blogger <a href="http://www.kennysia.com/">Kenny Sia</a> is so popular, Arthur Guinness visited his Google mark in Bangsar Village. And he posed as Kenny Sia<br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388805523249126098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Kpk7XgA0qW8fbW9U0TQAaDi6jlbr383Ti6vbmSigeYg3Iwj3QJbw6sPD0Vbjd-X1t7Gw5xG3KBCmQLNaSqVOiG07gqnUMIuCLizHDv2qBYomDEEJd53iO5QNyLsYYcj26BoSlCrbGyw/s400/arthur+027.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br />a</span></p><p>A week after Arthur Guinness painted the town black, Black Eyed Peas landed in Kuala Lumpur, to perform for their 4th time in a country laden with racial & political controversies. </p><p>Their concert was initially restricted for only non-muslims but the restriction was eventually lifted as a result of public pressure. Inspite of that, heavy guidelines were still imposed on for ex. Black Eyed Peas' dress code. </p><p>Consequently, Fergie was so covered it's like watching porn ... and the pornstars' arent undressed. </p><p>Arthur Guinness must've been disappointed but Fergie's touch was even better. After 250 years, especially. </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvmK2KdPd1Yt7k220hL7gxwukEH3Ws7yy2rI6bq_J8pU9NBGpPVedOjzEvXClgddmQdqqm0klim1tCP0dAEolgVbjPtTbnq0Pl-TEA8Tp7In9b1jUWFZUqNsM7-NiS9MpF4iJwbvhdUDc/s1600-h/Black+Eyed+peas+Arthurs+Day.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388805280939583442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvmK2KdPd1Yt7k220hL7gxwukEH3Ws7yy2rI6bq_J8pU9NBGpPVedOjzEvXClgddmQdqqm0klim1tCP0dAEolgVbjPtTbnq0Pl-TEA8Tp7In9b1jUWFZUqNsM7-NiS9MpF4iJwbvhdUDc/s400/Black+Eyed+peas+Arthurs+Day.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a</span><br />The meet and greet session (press conference) for the media & celebs. For the priviledged to be up close & personal with the Black Eyed Peas in Hilton Kuala Lumpur.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZppfeKUDCOI0UtVsdY8G3g1Eg8QBBdW6Yj0atvvghQgnU2ERjZQajjIGflanxATQ8I8T_95bPplC1RQfJbV7pQ49_7puIbN_WdKGfOx2m3czaKzuVszN_fFlZC0cOUxc7RNm4rksnHh4/s1600-h/Black+Eyed+peas+Kuala+Lumpur.jpg"></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388806985990192866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG_QBxhGLZV9o3Lnbnrw4HPAZaG3EC00dvtpSnfx9Poc8p31E_y8kYF7OoMPT_TPt3zgq2_w8CbT6CsqiOoh85yBzf347vjJOr5Cene8f4O0Hb6utcEbxufLSi2qHNkHINokOkjL7rQFA/s400/meet+and+greet.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br />a<br /></span>While the media interviewed & took photos of the Black Eyed Peas, Sunway Lagoon was going through its final stages of setup, preparing for the biggest celebration of the decade - Arthur's Day!</div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>I paid a visit to Arthur's Lounge - and experiential room setup for Guinness adorers to pour their own pint of Guinness and experience for themselves, the magic of the 2 part pour.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQQCV0zo0BK3ZT6HxEAK5guw4-TeK94skD9ZbsAlTUZc0UC2lS7RnUd1S9xp_6GPsHmgsMU_sr6tJcavJS9FDLVTn6iWnWdNqjMpwQTBcRYr2n3i0vk2NGof3QWuI9H6iuEPCpToFZ_M/s1600-h/Arthur's+lounge.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388804704650930402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQQCV0zo0BK3ZT6HxEAK5guw4-TeK94skD9ZbsAlTUZc0UC2lS7RnUd1S9xp_6GPsHmgsMU_sr6tJcavJS9FDLVTn6iWnWdNqjMpwQTBcRYr2n3i0vk2NGof3QWuI9H6iuEPCpToFZ_M/s400/Arthur's+lounge.jpg" border="0" /></a> Kenny Loh, G2 & Edmund Wong, GroupM<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br />a<br />a</span><br />The stage. Guinness black.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdopHdCmm6AYfQowENFaJNa-vOQmMZSoOT1P32m82CkK76MlmssZYWFglUK5b-z6txFe3IKDTnAgGyAK0nWwzzFgm0wStJ9RDXSuATO25AzVDD1nCfB3rbnBzWU1XhjQt-LBtT2iKLBA/s1600-h/Sunway+lagoon+Arthurs+Day.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388804694505154706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdopHdCmm6AYfQowENFaJNa-vOQmMZSoOT1P32m82CkK76MlmssZYWFglUK5b-z6txFe3IKDTnAgGyAK0nWwzzFgm0wStJ9RDXSuATO25AzVDD1nCfB3rbnBzWU1XhjQt-LBtT2iKLBA/s400/Sunway+lagoon+Arthurs+Day.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br />a<br />a<br /></span>8:00pm - the celebration begun. And ima zoom straight to 10:30pm where the Black Eyed Peas make their appearance. A highlight within that zoomed-through 2:30 hours was MC Hotdog - apparently a popular Taiwanese act - nothing significant to me. And that was pretty much it. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>The Black Eyed Peas came on stage and the crowd pretended that was the first act of the night - they screemed & flashed their phones. They went crazy. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>2 statues were erected - they looked like inflated structures. Background scene for BEP's performance. Pretty wicked stuff. </div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib3suNz6agibCrxYU1wQn0tS1lSCbHrL7i4a2b1Ze4jxFgUorG0UI-WEHto6rY6EfWRvhtBYI_zA-UORoiWi9D4cxeTUxmax50rVPU18p8zvf-zYlimPR-15aD-99WzOFCDKwPZ3wRiA8/s1600-h/Arthurs+Day+Statues.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388804687714688418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib3suNz6agibCrxYU1wQn0tS1lSCbHrL7i4a2b1Ze4jxFgUorG0UI-WEHto6rY6EfWRvhtBYI_zA-UORoiWi9D4cxeTUxmax50rVPU18p8zvf-zYlimPR-15aD-99WzOFCDKwPZ3wRiA8/s400/Arthurs+Day+Statues.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a<br />a<br /><br /></span>Fergie came on - the crowd went nuts again. But Fergie didn't pull through - as best as she could - on Arthur's Day. She couldn't find her voice ocassionally and had to rely on the crowd during high pitches. Her eyes looked exhausted and "influenced" and she hardly took off her sunnies. </div><div></div><div>But that was being meticulous. Generally, she rocked!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZho9D8j_P5zAWBKmCGPpLpUUTSUzb2xNy0KFxVXR8KBodd_MmxkC4Oe2bEi5c7X2DzQRbMbfiHUvpvGmHRD9wLKG2ihYMRr-URRyj_iBhVAQVura9Tqi6L52PgJntDnufr3BMwe5GBSc/s1600-h/Fergie+Arthurs+Day.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388804680474896370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZho9D8j_P5zAWBKmCGPpLpUUTSUzb2xNy0KFxVXR8KBodd_MmxkC4Oe2bEi5c7X2DzQRbMbfiHUvpvGmHRD9wLKG2ihYMRr-URRyj_iBhVAQVura9Tqi6L52PgJntDnufr3BMwe5GBSc/s400/Fergie+Arthurs+Day.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br />a<br />a<br /></span>But Will I Am, completely stole the show. He too had his sunnies on, but he was far more energetic. Apparently, he flew in slightly earlier than the crew and performed in a pub in the Asian Heritage Row and night prior to his concert. </div><div></div><div>He fucking stole the show. </div><div><br />The crowd went wild when he spun to smell like teen spirit, nirvana. </div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeBrpZLwHoH1W0E0-GIydh06vfcFkpSgZgJLWeJDMG84FBlxkyIbD2uIROXUmONN5TaMEngBuzL0V1Ruk5m0JnKNGYEtGICyq4gQZ6E9IcnSiOYOvw-fFhxCMuFZBikdX3TO_VMR6hKRU/s1600-h/Will+I+Am.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388803882831040386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeBrpZLwHoH1W0E0-GIydh06vfcFkpSgZgJLWeJDMG84FBlxkyIbD2uIROXUmONN5TaMEngBuzL0V1Ruk5m0JnKNGYEtGICyq4gQZ6E9IcnSiOYOvw-fFhxCMuFZBikdX3TO_VMR6hKRU/s400/Will+I+Am.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span>The 3 male peas.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ScRk48GNYjYyWst-SnJrpuAoIraDBeZGu65EM3Kh-vTvOFZ3pbNeNXca6BqhARn1g9Frab3k4MHGNsk8X4f3rsboS4bHanMKBF62IkgIr8I4dzyTIDEIarZkD607LDl_ea2IoGguSV4/s1600-h/Drive+home+safe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388803875937913682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ScRk48GNYjYyWst-SnJrpuAoIraDBeZGu65EM3Kh-vTvOFZ3pbNeNXca6BqhARn1g9Frab3k4MHGNsk8X4f3rsboS4bHanMKBF62IkgIr8I4dzyTIDEIarZkD607LDl_ea2IoGguSV4/s400/Drive+home+safe.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br /></span><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a</span><br />The Black Eyed Peas knew how to end their concerts with a bang - they bowed to Kuala Lumpur<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz9Xcl7XU4p1CGRLijrPa4d4-maQ3_xxaxwWzOwQEBBmHILuCBHe9QLvHpg4UEx2_Vvv2eKpwK4XS7f2Kytex_SIqjfrVXiuntnn5KX3JtzLqDrz663bmX_g6YGBG2VrqgZIKzxXs_0dY/s1600-h/Black+Eyed+Peas+Bows+to+Kuala+Lumpur.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388803859459705362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz9Xcl7XU4p1CGRLijrPa4d4-maQ3_xxaxwWzOwQEBBmHILuCBHe9QLvHpg4UEx2_Vvv2eKpwK4XS7f2Kytex_SIqjfrVXiuntnn5KX3JtzLqDrz663bmX_g6YGBG2VrqgZIKzxXs_0dY/s400/Black+Eyed+Peas+Bows+to+Kuala+Lumpur.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><span style="color:#000000;"><em>"Sayonara Gozaimas!"</em></span></div><div> </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>And left with amazing fireworks! </div><div><br /> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388803871123008098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKDFuHRIDd0Zw3hB8nrdSkApSNjictv1MWT_9KPzTLYHdVM1ERzipeJ-erB_MPC4V5-PFV4pYL9zW1_4EZXrl-ALyepCtVgtZbIva8RgD6h42sYxdFQvldwmrfmfh2ovP9H7ttbcUUEEo/s400/Arthurs+Day+Fireworks.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>What was also a very responsible gesture from Guinness, was the Black Eyed Peas's final message - a drive safe line. Guinness also distributed free mineral water at the exit of the concert. Kudos to Guinness!</div><div> </div><div>A few years back, you'd be imagining Guinness as a beer for the uncles, drunk at coffee shops. What do you think of Guinness today? </div><div><br />To Arthur!</div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfjpK3mFGzd_szmMN9dCEcx-nNVAqVyLk_MqqOn6EtRyFNDqwWzdxtPbWTT78Kg9UDmFaWMd6fOi8BQaG9pz6yezk36WXp_jG-MO3QY-j2Ze6iheI_IHQOyyN_O3LDr3cocsQl9942DGM/s1600-h/To+Arthur!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388803851617148594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfjpK3mFGzd_szmMN9dCEcx-nNVAqVyLk_MqqOn6EtRyFNDqwWzdxtPbWTT78Kg9UDmFaWMd6fOi8BQaG9pz6yezk36WXp_jG-MO3QY-j2Ze6iheI_IHQOyyN_O3LDr3cocsQl9942DGM/s400/To+Arthur!.jpg" border="0" /></a> Iryne Liew, GAB. David Tan, G2<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-53697539765272996652009-09-29T23:20:00.003+08:002009-09-30T00:30:13.201+08:00CONMAN, LCCT, KLIA, BEWAREIt was a Saturday morning at a quarter to 6. Was checking in for a 7AM flight back to Miri. It's not the first time i've booked such an early flight so pls remind me of my stupidity. It was actually prompted by some savings... bout 200 bucks for 2 people but its so not worth it. so not.<br /><br />To be checking in at a 5:45AM, and living in Bandar Utama, you kinda need to leave your place at 4:45AM and get the cab at your place at half pass 4AM. To be safe, so unless it doesnt come, you have the option to call for another cab.<br /><br />The night before, i had to clear my work before my 4 day weekend and i didnt finish till half pass 1 in the morning. 3 hr sleep or no sleep? ... i chose no sleep but slept for 1 and a half hours. And that totally fucked me up.<br /><br />The bazaar feeling LCCT and the long queue didnt help either. I was worse than dead. Was fucking cursing at everything that was a lil different from normal to me. Like ugly tattoos & pretty boys with japanese gigolo looking hair.<br /><br />Finally, it was my turn to check in. And pls remind me, i could have checked in using one of the electronic booths coz i had no luggage but i forgot to record my reservation number...wtf what a fucked up mind does to you.<br /><br />Anyway, back to the check in counter, passed the IC to an attendant at the check-in counter. BTW, he was a guy.. thin.. DVD seller looking, japanese gigolo died yellow looking hair - like a porcupine that's just got back from a royal rumble.<br /><br />He took my IC, punched some alphabets on the keyboard and looks at me and goes "Your credit card payment fail" ... at that mood, i was thinking "failed, not fail, you fucking illeterate". But i was like "what? not possible... i have a reservation number" - just that i didnt bring it - but i dint say it.<br /><br />This chinese attendant then looks at me with that expression like he's thinking "Dont fuck with me, im the one looking at the screen" and he went, aggitated, "Credit card payment FAIL".<br /><br />And because he flinched, i was like what the fuck, all the way through a dead state, i just wanna fly home... so i went "so can i pay here?".... i was actually telling him i cant coz i never remember a checking counter accepting monetary transactions... its normally at a different counter.<br /><br />He went yes and i went like "how?".. he went "credit card or cash".. professionally.<br /><br />Very suspicious but surprised at the same time, with the pressure of the queue and the impatience and to be safe, i gave him my credit card. Nevertheless, STUPID.<br /><br />BUT... i was smart enough to monitor and realized that he doesnt have a credit card terminal. I got fucking aggitated at that point. I raised my voice and i was like "DUDE, do you even have a credit card terminal here? So what the hell are you doing?!?!"<br /><br />He held to the credit card, punched my credit card number into the keyboard like really fast... and said "Online payment" and gave it back to me and said "payment approved". SHIT... that really got me thinking on board the plane. for 10 minutes la before i KO'ed. In that 10 minutes, what went through my mind was like a mental masturbation.<br /><br />1. A checking counter doesnt do monetary transactions<br /><br />2. You cannot make a transaction online without keying in the 3 numbers at the back of your card. He didn't turn it around.<br /><br />3. My credit card has a verification process at the gateway before you can pay. It will ask you personal questions that im pretty damn confident he cannot answer. no fucking way... questions like your mum's name.. how the hell will he know?<br /><br />4. I got a reservation number. My credit card was charged (i dint remember this at that point of time). So how the fucking way my "credit card payment fail"... FAILED you idiot - pass tense.<br /><br />When i woke up, everything came into place.<br /><br />He is a CONMAN.<br /><br />He wanted some cash.<br /><br />He saw that i was in bad shape... no sleep<br /><br />I payed for the tickets a couple of mths back so i could've forgotten bout it<br /><br />He tried to see if i was stupid enough to pay cash. For if i did... i could have lost that money. Although i can lodge a complaint, it will just fuck me up again... you know, customer service shit.<br /><br />If i wasn't looking, he could have take down all my credit card details.<br /><br />All he had to do was to say that my credit card payment failed. EASY... fucking easy. He tried me, that mother fucker, i didnt have full brain capacity but im still too smart for you, prick.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">BEWARE FOLKS!!!</span>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-73960399441200465782009-09-22T12:07:00.002+08:002009-09-22T13:50:18.364+08:00Arthur Guinness in Kuala LumpurI spent the whole of Friday & Saturday nights out in almost a dozen pubs, ferrying <a href="http://www.kennysia.com/">Kenny</a> around - as Arthur Guinness.<br /><br />In conjuction with Arthur's Day, which is happening this Friday at Sunway Lagoon - <em>those of you fans of the Black Eyed Peas, do go get your tix now</em> - Guinness has decided to warm it up by reviving Arthur Guinness, who painted the town red on Thu, Fri & Sat nites, greeting all Guinness & BEP fans and reminding them of his big 250th anniversary this Friday.<br /><br />For those who knew their Guinness well, they also stood a chance to win mosh pit tickets to the Black Eyed Peas, how exciting! Coincidentally, Arthur also bumped into Pierre, a friend i've met through <a href="http://www.timothytiah.blogspot.com/">Timothy</a> - and he too got a pair of mosh pits... he knew all his Guinness by just reading Kenny's blog... and after winning a pair in front of his 3 boys, he steadily went "sorry, the other pair's for my girl"... well, i guess they were drinking on his tab so they got nothing to say lol.<br /><br />Anyway, ima be posting some backstage pictures ;)<br /><br />This is Kenny, after being dressed up as Arthur Guinness. Maybe he shouldn't be holding his head so high. I mean i like the arrogance but the black sideburns are revealing! HAHAH<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2R_rmUrd3-UWu3tx11GDJMKzXf6FZVgXXfvCF3JunMzIhWG5kOHmGzp1Ac5hgZ-zqPKx-xSSl_Nw-VSfaTt1LRxvGJTq9VB8n_0BBF1Hf8MuvaX0MHMcUEeU38DD3tp-OcEs-9nXVMmE/s1600-h/arthur+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383770321948408738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2R_rmUrd3-UWu3tx11GDJMKzXf6FZVgXXfvCF3JunMzIhWG5kOHmGzp1Ac5hgZ-zqPKx-xSSl_Nw-VSfaTt1LRxvGJTq9VB8n_0BBF1Hf8MuvaX0MHMcUEeU38DD3tp-OcEs-9nXVMmE/s400/arthur+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><br />Not exactly backstage anymore but this is Arthur interacting with the crowd at Sid's pub in South Bangsar. To be honest, i've never quite been to this pub before but they serve pretty decent sausages and they pour really good Guinness! so i'll definitely be coming back.<br /><br />Kenny actually started off with a running nose and a cold brain - the weather was wet - he was supposed to greet Guinness drinkers but the first table he chose had nobody drinking Guinness but he was able to quickly turn it around - "OH, non of you are Guinness drinkers here... HOW CAN?" .......... LOL<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaUuyVvP2qrbDnG7ALtUFQkngYQ5zDceEvrdeXM_fP0xOEvk-t1lvM3SB7kEeyo5a9itSwKI7KoAwigSs7PVXxIoV95eec9h5ppKTCA8uN5wyIwhdOvAZXuZ9QBntuBrBF95ULTZfc9_A/s1600-h/arthur+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383770314541154066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaUuyVvP2qrbDnG7ALtUFQkngYQ5zDceEvrdeXM_fP0xOEvk-t1lvM3SB7kEeyo5a9itSwKI7KoAwigSs7PVXxIoV95eec9h5ppKTCA8uN5wyIwhdOvAZXuZ9QBntuBrBF95ULTZfc9_A/s400/arthur+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a</span><br />These bunch of Chinese boys were givin it to Arthur quite alot but they really enjoyed his company. And they were all drinking Guinness - so well deserved. Something quite significant they did was when they toasted to Arthur, they did it Chinese style - "Tooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Arthur!" haha<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5MMzTS3nRpuLKmHex6Bov0qLzfXmEkxWlJMyyq_66n5Mq7jNGwO-P1MGNbYu28f91-lz2gh1KLnv1t7nN5LjA3YpZQBXXPi3IWFVKiVUgoZ8jN9ZDvr5DXD7UfHu2_FGXTNGV390KHJw/s1600-h/arthur+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383770303906557682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5MMzTS3nRpuLKmHex6Bov0qLzfXmEkxWlJMyyq_66n5Mq7jNGwO-P1MGNbYu28f91-lz2gh1KLnv1t7nN5LjA3YpZQBXXPi3IWFVKiVUgoZ8jN9ZDvr5DXD7UfHu2_FGXTNGV390KHJw/s400/arthur+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a<br /></span><br />These ppl knew Kenny so when they spotted him, they went "HI KENNY!"... but Kenny in the line of duty professionally answered them... "WHO's KENNY?!"... "Im Arthur!"<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8IsHpbNsmZgzjD1WyZ1xmxU70bj8whb7cb88WVu19rte2zCGL3Z62mWPuChyphenhyphenMysvUsN-7pX5wvHKvxA8Jktr9aYNiHU373x2aMjbh2jO9uZbV-k63ZF4KOPFWj5dwmQIU46YsJcUFc0s/s1600-h/arthur+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383770299060734946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8IsHpbNsmZgzjD1WyZ1xmxU70bj8whb7cb88WVu19rte2zCGL3Z62mWPuChyphenhyphenMysvUsN-7pX5wvHKvxA8Jktr9aYNiHU373x2aMjbh2jO9uZbV-k63ZF4KOPFWj5dwmQIU46YsJcUFc0s/s400/arthur+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><br />These guys got lucky and won a pair of mosh pit tickets to the Black Eyed Peas.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkb00ea-aeXyasb2XLLuCzdUs7lMuNCw2y9K0j8Vl3U99J0Op8mrDakAXo1bjH8ixVoevjb6e9Z1XqvOL-xrpYECbUYEvsEzlWNElaAEDHmgS8wKPkjoo44n2b-ofLpB1lLdx5zsxduok/s1600-h/arthur+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383768847480514242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkb00ea-aeXyasb2XLLuCzdUs7lMuNCw2y9K0j8Vl3U99J0Op8mrDakAXo1bjH8ixVoevjb6e9Z1XqvOL-xrpYECbUYEvsEzlWNElaAEDHmgS8wKPkjoo44n2b-ofLpB1lLdx5zsxduok/s400/arthur+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a<br />a<br /></span>And in any Guinness event, you'd be expecting some hot promoter girls ;) - Eejin & Chantelle. Apparently Chantelle is also a Miss Malaysia pageant. They both walked Arthur around and his 2 daughters ;)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggb5Wa6AV37nPsaZt_TjyQL8lnDgbTwib3FU-kwYMxbiog3LI9w0-FUB39pSUsfnBdtvB93o8ZjtHa3N-BbXj6H0O_8HBYaj8X75uTK_1y-JFUzuqoM_NgOAexQg7tR9GzjJw41Gkb90Y/s1600-h/arthur+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383768842914560178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggb5Wa6AV37nPsaZt_TjyQL8lnDgbTwib3FU-kwYMxbiog3LI9w0-FUB39pSUsfnBdtvB93o8ZjtHa3N-BbXj6H0O_8HBYaj8X75uTK_1y-JFUzuqoM_NgOAexQg7tR9GzjJw41Gkb90Y/s400/arthur+014.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a</span></div><div>This guy gave a go at the most pit tickets too. </div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383768822253150930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQXeY9L0Vhx6aP_6CP5NdMq4Qwyc61MZEqDkjfPbJhfO3XtxPWm1Pg2LBrWIsIXBax8Rr9CrXVot_zC97M_Sp3OID21gsgbxYD1FJrgy_KT-Z_9-xJCuhfZOJejl7a8F0d4bebp7Gj3Js/s400/arthur+023.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />But he couldn't answer the final question - What is the real colour of Guinness? It's not black. Anyone wanna try?<br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383768818659929730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRpu6C-KRhODeZVK8Yq-MbyrG2dPpMqMCveUkz8XoPW4M29MIqz3KCJBKLOCkVPWrxAksyPqBAQSs0t_91FW_srKuCn4AKYc8BNQZb3L0_mQaV5e0r1vQInxWi5CogkTmbZof3SVYYDK8/s400/arthur+024.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">u</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">This gentlemen in red, is Arthur. And Arthur is his real name. Coincidentally, it was his birthday too. To Arthur!</span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2J5crF_mzQDHRV4Hz1924Dz7etkrRMf9LVl9xfuTb5U4B9a85Yo_FEzVZunj9mk2AwDwcp25yiQzt1OLBZHmRCkPfBJiqzP3ApxoJn9hCeCv1ny52kgHHevznHbNjpRo3BifpctT4tv0/s1600-h/arthur+017.jpg"></p></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2J5crF_mzQDHRV4Hz1924Dz7etkrRMf9LVl9xfuTb5U4B9a85Yo_FEzVZunj9mk2AwDwcp25yiQzt1OLBZHmRCkPfBJiqzP3ApxoJn9hCeCv1ny52kgHHevznHbNjpRo3BifpctT4tv0/s1600-h/arthur+017.jpg"><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383768832202851922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2J5crF_mzQDHRV4Hz1924Dz7etkrRMf9LVl9xfuTb5U4B9a85Yo_FEzVZunj9mk2AwDwcp25yiQzt1OLBZHmRCkPfBJiqzP3ApxoJn9hCeCv1ny52kgHHevznHbNjpRo3BifpctT4tv0/s400/arthur+017.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">Ivy, from Guinness, posing with Tien, Arthur and his 2 daughters. Arthur, "Wow, it sure feels good to be able to hold my daughter again..after 250 years" </span></p><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB_iGJIoFTkzpuQ__B9CewfnkAD5c4njwhu41zLjpZF_3o1LBFlAONhqmn8cfocbuBWtpC0jCQbCIFUIkujoUM9KKXhlpvSHu9Wyp_a9ykmnsr5oX63rNv1ZAAB58uIeeg2ekOV6wIiUU/s1600-h/arthur+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383767971130958354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB_iGJIoFTkzpuQ__B9CewfnkAD5c4njwhu41zLjpZF_3o1LBFlAONhqmn8cfocbuBWtpC0jCQbCIFUIkujoUM9KKXhlpvSHu9Wyp_a9ykmnsr5oX63rNv1ZAAB58uIeeg2ekOV6wIiUU/s400/arthur+025.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />a</span></div><div>Backstage. Arthur Twittering on his iPhone again.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBLG7wzxlj0ykQecKktZSNUxpAoKnv_T-pG3ZvwCIUrn1EybdPVRKDKiVCMIIbOjTo7HI6RlaSmYglMA5dK050umAzWBfdK0swjFBQfrLDwUb0-HqKM8x_7vpzVJOaznCb4MpzKIwsGBo/s1600-h/arthur+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383767964788469074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBLG7wzxlj0ykQecKktZSNUxpAoKnv_T-pG3ZvwCIUrn1EybdPVRKDKiVCMIIbOjTo7HI6RlaSmYglMA5dK050umAzWBfdK0swjFBQfrLDwUb0-HqKM8x_7vpzVJOaznCb4MpzKIwsGBo/s400/arthur+026.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Backstage again.. visiting Kenny Sia's Google map pin in Bangsar. </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383767946777490530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFNRSjbtDXsMSSpin4Nryz0tiktrtr_-HHE0p9KNlIf-F9rwqj_Vc1_2GMY44tvuZq0mdRESeegUu7-EmNmIRA5Q6s_qe29mXueSnN5oiPDPf-Q2vm7zsdUrgLblFuAlgPctlFaYI56y4/s400/arthur+028.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383767939502269394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAsls2RkDa8OF2-bdn46HuXvigFkPpYD8AdbcvU201D_wzFv8ADtBbDJFcibYdh8umjf28mZeqpyaE-vVyAVxp8QuY4YRGEeRhhOYl-BNMkq-SRl2p7HG4LyGjMFgLBvDF0TsSOqnsQXo/s400/arthur+031.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383767951126520674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil4I7BQJm1B2Ro9PJQlI-OUapq-a-PeKlCFzb6LxKtAecXZSL2BO5b5nicmWmW4n8W5288Q1m7JVcosNwES89QQM0ptDJpFtMINm9T5aXSMC3-961WIhrMqSSkSK26pxioN8XcJepa1jk/s400/arthur+027.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-59318665890006108652009-09-19T18:33:00.004+08:002009-09-19T18:58:11.129+08:00Fox vs Angie vs ArthurA quick poll to begin with.<br /><div></div><br /><div>Who's your sexy? </div><br /><div>The robot loving Fox? - who has often been compared to actress Angelina Jolie, with the media dubbing her as "next Angelina Jolie". </div><br /><div>Fox has been compared to Jolie because they each have a "tattoo collection", and status as a "built in sex-symbol".</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheFwD11-3I-EUJKQi0DqDkzT4zN8oYMPO9Cof-hD7mveyfRxSBAgj_uqJRg8fnNAJxz2Ah0o5wvS4zYuORotvOuykirFPVvNfrd-W4Vr1PkgrYX4JOjK4JOSEsBJgpr-vb-IxPlbSNuUg/s1600-h/megan-fox.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383125598369690930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheFwD11-3I-EUJKQi0DqDkzT4zN8oYMPO9Cof-hD7mveyfRxSBAgj_uqJRg8fnNAJxz2Ah0o5wvS4zYuORotvOuykirFPVvNfrd-W4Vr1PkgrYX4JOjK4JOSEsBJgpr-vb-IxPlbSNuUg/s400/megan-fox.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a </span><br /></div><div>Or the now thick lipped & charitable Angelina Jolie - who has adopted kids from 3rd world countries?<br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho-mc4vGrWXHMip7Ubf8LaqqRh23bVwi7dNgmjhhjlRjVBEGo0-kLAjFQksIW7q0Hjr2UJFVOLwdYnRM8RB0eg0NsNcM06ExyvhVjUyZkaf9P_jNIGDt2x3JnZktVhJPXGNE8PU0QDfBk/s1600-h/angie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383125395469727346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho-mc4vGrWXHMip7Ubf8LaqqRh23bVwi7dNgmjhhjlRjVBEGo0-kLAjFQksIW7q0Hjr2UJFVOLwdYnRM8RB0eg0NsNcM06ExyvhVjUyZkaf9P_jNIGDt2x3JnZktVhJPXGNE8PU0QDfBk/s400/angie.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><br />I've done a similiar poll on Facebook, yielding outrageous comments! LOL. Somebody even described Megan to be a "Plastic Blonde What the Fuck". </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>Nasty enough "Plastic Blonde" ... she calls Fox, Plastic Blonde What the Fuck. LOL... not that im denying it though. HAHAHAH</div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383127208538357218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr8BzBWIQzbhcHJ-4UN-PVfHxwlLhc3eleSHK3KE1OBN29Zt0QiroToHpiLVQMZ4MTGy9oG85_RVNWT1Rns_9c7w6W94jWIG7F9awk8fYuQCoAtNCuEVz-WAmW4b2jAVmix06d1DSSz0U/s400/angie+vs+fox.JPG" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">Anyway, fuck the mainstream celebs. </span><br /><br />There's something more sexy in town today. Someone iconic, someone in town to celebrate his 250th Birthday - Arthur Guinness.<br /><br />Arthur Guinness was the founder of the Guinness brewery business, an entrepreneur, visionary and philanthropist. Guinness laid the foundations for Guinness Brewery. At 27, in 1752, Guinness's godfather Arthur Price, Archbishop of Cashel, bequeathed him £100 in his will. Guinness put the money to good use and in 1755 had a brewery at Leixlip, just 17 km from Dublin. In 1759, Guinness went to the city and set up his own business. He got a 9,000 year lease on the four-acre brewery at St. James's Gate from Mark Rainsford for an annual rent of £45 - wikipedia.org<br /><br />I say this fucker got Chinese blood. How did he manage to negotiate for a 9,000 year lease at an annual fee of 45 pounds.... lol.<br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383125367380888114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHE0fiatDvUDHT6smOV3kX4awUdJdjL6-npKSdH2ejMzhVQnVnSBi-RPKoIbrr7gbwNJhxRIYmcRBkVf554MPlvmPn_Z1EchbV8WT-5FX8RfVUuR7Z9iYb1nonfw23lRfOItS4dzhWYUk/s400/Arthur+Guinness.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><span style="color:#ffffff;"><br /></span></p>After being quiet for 250 years, Arthur Guinness has decided to come to the town again and party! warming up for his 250th birthday celebration at Sunway Lagoon, where the Black Eyed Peas will be performing.<br /><br />After 250 years, Arthur has lost some height.. gained weight from drinking Guinness and to look young again, coloured his hair black.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383125378998840546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgajLZsq0OGXXx1xgVLyPLpZZKlrlnVHQSruBEAEY-Qlyhtg8T-H0hkwj0HHy0lXPpPe6WaGP_nMJT0CRm_StZpwkls-E2rAWbSYp8gL_rQQiRINPw6bhXb6SCETnYNDVEN29bMCndHnZ4/s400/arthurs+G+kenny.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />He has also caught on with technology... and he Twitters through his iPhone.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQOvKk8zyjoAqt4MSmEtElbPWw3dxYgv9D3dgXkqlWt1VvOcqltKi-Htd-4G7p7UyWJTJ4VL59r243IXvdeGPMUQMCqxdETO8zGsBLMccVBRP3IHLNA4GGtIWVp2pDf7uOAwYo7ZFwXHY/s1600-h/arthur+guinness+kenny.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383125392100620242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQOvKk8zyjoAqt4MSmEtElbPWw3dxYgv9D3dgXkqlWt1VvOcqltKi-Htd-4G7p7UyWJTJ4VL59r243IXvdeGPMUQMCqxdETO8zGsBLMccVBRP3IHLNA4GGtIWVp2pDf7uOAwYo7ZFwXHY/s400/arthur+guinness+kenny.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a<br />a<br />d<br /></span>Looks like he gets attracted to the Apple.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyeInzZumwPDLkhqXpbQtRdGHILJWaSK0CF5MUt5VqnPeN8rA-QlBnNRaXW7SQb32jopEonXqZUrADoctk-uNZQCS9gB2bbsZ7fmaO80DJWmn_2_vsNOHK6bAXofsnwFb9DGnd6fj6HPQ/s1600-h/arthur+g+kenny+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383125382943881522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyeInzZumwPDLkhqXpbQtRdGHILJWaSK0CF5MUt5VqnPeN8rA-QlBnNRaXW7SQb32jopEonXqZUrADoctk-uNZQCS9gB2bbsZ7fmaO80DJWmn_2_vsNOHK6bAXofsnwFb9DGnd6fj6HPQ/s400/arthur+g+kenny+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>Catch <a href="http://www.kennysia.com/">Arthur Guinness</a> at Sid's Pub and Social in Bangsar, and Souled Out & Backyard Pub @ Sri Hartamas... tonight!<br /><br />I got a feeling... that tonite's gonna be a good nite... that tonite's gonna be a good good nite!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><br /><div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-70311996349530867412009-09-13T20:37:00.006+08:002009-09-13T21:46:07.515+08:00Tiger's Tmusic concert<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />As a Chinese illiterate, you tend to find Chinese songs generally emo because they generally sing very emotional songs that are related to love triangles, break-ups, long distance relationships, heartaches and stuff like that. And to make it more emo, the guys especially, tend to shuffle between their masculine & feminine voices.<br /><br />Once I was in a cab and the cab driver was this Chinese guy who was singing to a very emo Cantonese break-up song he was blasting in his cab. If the solo didn't come on to take over the vocals, I wouldn't have been here to write this blog. Point is, they are so emo they can cause road accidents.<br /><br />Anyway, this is my personal stand on Chinese music and you can chose to have your own views but i've kept my distance from Chinese music. The only time i hear em is when im at the karaoke with my colleagues and when im in Taiwanese or Hongki restaurants.<br /><br />However, i made a leap of faith yesterday by attending the first Chinese concert in my life... i get more than aggitated listening to 1 Chinese track but yesterday, i attended 5 hours of such music. Well, because Tiger organizes really cool events so i thought id be there to check out the atmosphere and get a taste of an Asian concert.<br /><br />Got there at about half pass 8 and the corner of the stadium that was catering for the concert was packed. PACKED & sweaty ... and loud.... especially with alot of young girls screaming to their idols & singing along with glass breaking high pitches.<br /><br />I had a bad feeling about this but nevertheless, we made our way into the RM168 corner to our assigned seats.. which isnt VVIP but a pretty premium location relatively. We never quite got there and retreated. The young girls proved too vocally dangerous.<br /><br />So we got up 2 levels and chose to settle here... where we could smoke, have our own space, have the breeze blowin in from the open space behind and move around however we like. Well, the area didnt look too pleasant but we thought much better than be sardined within a sea of young girls and get no ventilation.<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380934097880278946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJad888bQOy6973OwvuhPTgCg_mvVCOvk60bEgVn3a62dEsohld49j76I_rCnR_JWUMJGDoThY-AAPh7a_ccXDKgY0lQXfzMUksv-l844vBs4ZWpB4acFLi1j6JC8-q_1i2znUSEce4go/s320/Ole+Ole+Bali+035.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">The view was pretty aite from up here. </span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380932443463253138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHkB-8v4oBPWNYnU8LzybQbbPzBArc3Pcf82qi7q_5z8PQkfxM8_Yqv8upEpRY2j6-oujnbXQd4LdeDMlBlkeKFiViHMyYn8PKOc9aON1TjUp4J7mpTniz-ZtvRb6UMyIK-bPwyaX-d0/s320/t+music+3.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />The concert took off with alot of soft shell boys singing to very high pitch songs. One of em looked like peter pan with the hat, brown hair and big round eyes.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380932426177374018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOfXLmNnUONMXkoSoejnZc0OXnDIqDvGLKV3qCD77xV_n66mNKiabCsNEff_V6g7E16F7AF0sNHCax-qY9vSwXNPBikrkR293U_S9ZHUDhFzvQUXa9SayyqvYoV1cXXc9LpbnKl2Gz7tQ/s320/t+music+1.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">u</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><br />There was also a Thai who sang a Thai, English & Mandarin track. Nothing special about his performance the the girls adored his looks.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380932448522959346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitjOad0VI2DAgy_JnKMdSD9TNM0-t8efUdaPJjt8JzflM5OWQy-w3HhKPlfZ9C68Af8y0fHEB26y1XHakIkcfGOxKHc9eTkBXnkgZsRH9KmtEj44evE5MeT7XcY9N3uv-Cinp0o8JXJL0/s320/t+music+4.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">u</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">u</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">u</span><br />Tiger beer also set up a mammoth tent right beside the stage. Dont quite know what it was hosting.. assumed that they had Tiger beer on sale.. but too big a risk to take as it would have meant a 1 KM walk from where we were stationed.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380932435496510722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2oyY62bso8R9bSYTOpH5qtSFmL87ts-kK16Yry8XCwaDzzhI6ruq82YfLC0fDRWxLGqpS2vGaXFPFvSxqk6Y_JKjUKzBYyXxceaVEJNiy3lpMusXErT7FPj8z3tHKSuegN0MZv8vAcAQ/s320/t+music+2.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">u</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">u</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">u</span><br />More and more emo tracks came on... this lady even had a Asian Sesame Street band dancing at the background.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380934121006074450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ7XdKNuHjCCqCOj_IrIHFeuyZTxJFGIvmq4Mp-mQ6F3ugSzj0shvW9zu-kyXtExsIhHDYSVqgyFqhnCuPYVMSKzssLon-uRoCCtIhZnsQHGx6GSg5MQRtzXLD1rArTnOgiiiAT7tVhZI/s320/Ole+Ole+Bali+046.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">h</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br />The situation didnt quite improve until Power Station came on... or better known as Tong Li Huo Che.... For once, somebody took the stage with guitars, drums a keyboard and proper sound system. Despite some initial technical problems, they stormed the stage making music and brought life to the whole environment. Previously, it was all noise.<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380932455361816290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZDUUWoWbapRR8a7MT0mczPqbVeZiujDmgyD2hMlP6jjAgTYWerUgje_xKvIBOXsxdlCwOPVmhjzE65-vMPA9xugjpV5KxFcklNdEFkWG1_7ETc9IenD3HW8YCShnlen5ejk2ICKqfKk/s320/t+music+5.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380933383519126322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgushdv_2m8Xstx0KJfVFHOBQVl1BJDawOFLKSNW0S-7TIzn8iTE8DmvDLJFjPlC14RoKfnLBt9CGN2KwTQBg0XFk9x6aznBlbtg7hZZ_pDfjMiRs1z_jxmw96vcMXmHnSsB12gDMGqF0I/s320/t+music+6+power+station+2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br />They also got short hair now and they look clean.. unlike who we knew them for<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380933390491684354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5srwTeawsvCiyG5vZ21rhIbH8juLw0Hn9FYQtngATYCMffmI_X_SgGNBGrqw24BKpIJ3R7kKuWJQxm5tHNQRoyNJH0fJCnVAF4mV3oV-_T53Kz1pgfT1kDvhOuEJrohw5LU-oAELVYo4/s320/t+music+7+power+station.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br />After 6 to 7 tracks, Power Station backed out from the stage to make way for other performers. Not only did they leave with all their equipments, they left with the power as well.<br /><br />It was a blackout at Tmusic. The cabels that were lying on the stadium tracks went in flames and probably caught the attention of all concert attendees.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380933411749390514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoLjnWXpFPg4_YWJ7H3h37Gs-_9aI3fsgA7tIhs4LG0vJGPySSO3s81CFUzvW9lH0kDtAYzq1t9R1Fa95B8NlDQy8ahoYjoKs8srefytCShrAK2fZteeFxvQCwxX2JYz1qwajksO8KFEc/s320/t+music+blackout.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br />Everyone got restless, including this lady who took her paper to somewhere with lights.<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380934102592840594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLgvRrYKZhAi1iSVxO9ZD6lMst_Guc3mFzN3zYwGkPyWMQD9z6AeaQ1IwF12bc5GUl2Ncc1bmhplEGNJv0M5KAJBkS-v3s6T8yQDg813_Vm6Ax2X2uBmRADkA_zFv044wHBup4Va3ABvM/s320/Ole+Ole+Bali+043.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br />The ground staff working hard to clear off the hazard.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380933397468122530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip4kL-r50RmQ1ER8YTHG3pyoXloTytRIeEgsLkzadLz5B6vfJL6GfF9yzPuhIhyuRka4U_6TjfpQIshtUlC_xivzYU0gfDiiUV38g07PGSKumr9VOQ4Mo8Z6hgSwIa2YLBebnSt5dz2CU/s320/t+music+8.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">d</span><br />The situation was tensed, people were deciding whether they should stay on or not, but i think 99% did as their idols were still backstage - mainly David Tao & Justin Lo.<br /><br />The organizers also did their bit to keep the crowd entertained while they ferry in alternative power. It was quite lame but they brought out David Tao so he could sing the chorus of his popular "Ai hen jien dan" on the loud hailer. I didnt look very promising but they kept it goin<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380933402425646658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrNB83U86zaktXbYegNrapFHLUkSIkh1WA5_nDO7ztmFjNgp4JrAt4PHpv2a_UASAl_uMNDv3cn9jJn-lqbMpc1bX9S2go5x1_rI5td66aXaRcBVFQ9G0slFoSclN2923xfNJfggouyk4/s320/t+music+9.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">i</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />And signs of a revival came.<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380934089774568770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3-dw-LMj4pz2sTPdq1oSKvuPJVhzBVl8HT4VbKzsdP6-n4RBbzXyhH7lwMZ6Z6dNHw4aVokO5uoo0afwf_AxwU0J2YdG_ei2QC2388Tr4qimOh_wsbPL9KqniVNgPWQ09roJKtuejUZ4/s320/t+music+blackout+2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">k</span><br />More and more lights came on.<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtHdGqzuimu8fwTUysUy1L4IUFCqvsp7LyeOpK0pnj7WfM44WV8jWoIAPOC0n2Hh1HWgx8VZGEXcZ-aNqvSlap2ja6YjIwcrTjYOR3clNFwcmBkoyVPF3TJkef8L_YGH4_w9fUXn_HkLA/s1600-h/Ole+Ole+Bali+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380934110590995218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtHdGqzuimu8fwTUysUy1L4IUFCqvsp7LyeOpK0pnj7WfM44WV8jWoIAPOC0n2Hh1HWgx8VZGEXcZ-aNqvSlap2ja6YjIwcrTjYOR3clNFwcmBkoyVPF3TJkef8L_YGH4_w9fUXn_HkLA/s320/Ole+Ole+Bali+044.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">And it was soon back to normal in time for Justin Lo & David Tao. </span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380937673188522354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-DHyWVanhkBtXCREXMF_Xe2RZJP5BoNVzgjMM2tW8wQnKvW476AvuUI6nqgXIbb6wrYVjZVUwxgq4lBr_pvZbWEvYxEGvIhehRq-Pr4eU419piR5AaAxBE6gBJffnrTRC6vaKZx9MNms/s320/t+music+david+tao.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><div>Well all in all, i did enjoy 3 - 4 tracks from Power Station, David Tao & Justin Lo... and even if i didnt quite enjoy the rest, i thought the blackout was quite and experience! ahha..</div><div> </div><div>Anyway, thanks to Tiger beer for this concert<br /></div><div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-5270557162960180362009-09-09T01:31:00.003+08:002009-09-09T01:51:37.724+08:00Yo momma so wetHave you guys watched this gay bitch Bruno in the movies? He's also behind Ali G & Borat and he's one HILLARIOUS son of a bitch. Everytime i think i about him, i LOL<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX69mQyyLF7OtDErf2N04PxUJ5e7Qjr-KSUHkYG7L2btY4bSOr9F3axoVjy9jfRb133AA5ynq_zacyotK3ErqhJ_ycf3oUadV8fHyGOSjYP8V1HplUDqT93SzMjMowmJJ1C9PFntOkDPw/s1600-h/bruno.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379150904754608114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX69mQyyLF7OtDErf2N04PxUJ5e7Qjr-KSUHkYG7L2btY4bSOr9F3axoVjy9jfRb133AA5ynq_zacyotK3ErqhJ_ycf3oUadV8fHyGOSjYP8V1HplUDqT93SzMjMowmJJ1C9PFntOkDPw/s320/bruno.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />And this classic piece of metal i saw at The Curve, will make yo momma so wet the car will drift away on a stream of juice.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjliyo7vxvf83B9i3U331RXugHQW1veNwSnKJwq_ww2dUArEdFdxNl0VRa3h8x9RrHjXW0EL5BF0y_c-JUiiRb_B2oYWf7Reo2F8EbkkDem7PKhXdS3jtjmvn_JR6zDt7y_1E7Dx5bwTQ8/s1600-h/car+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379150894909779970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjliyo7vxvf83B9i3U331RXugHQW1veNwSnKJwq_ww2dUArEdFdxNl0VRa3h8x9RrHjXW0EL5BF0y_c-JUiiRb_B2oYWf7Reo2F8EbkkDem7PKhXdS3jtjmvn_JR6zDt7y_1E7Dx5bwTQ8/s320/car+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiayGWAHlPWfZiJrCLvHJZUMOcqVUFCSAxYGkLyp8BIYezjrf4vq5IDK1LHNals3YxhA2WK0brNfQwH4EXjpZDVq4dNt1ixs40IiAf_5r4Er5-UbjbK4lu_pAz9ut3vXI1DvFVgLPvPLa8/s1600-h/car.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379150889539407874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiayGWAHlPWfZiJrCLvHJZUMOcqVUFCSAxYGkLyp8BIYezjrf4vq5IDK1LHNals3YxhA2WK0brNfQwH4EXjpZDVq4dNt1ixs40IiAf_5r4Er5-UbjbK4lu_pAz9ut3vXI1DvFVgLPvPLa8/s320/car.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-16793831875403861182009-09-07T21:26:00.003+08:002009-09-07T21:59:40.404+08:00Who's the man?<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />The man who's on the large, put on the radars of Interpol, most wanted man in Malaysia has hit back at the Malaysian media with now, webisodes!<br /><br />If his hands were not tied, he wud've prolly been the Obama of Malaysia, the man of "Change", the man who's embraced what the dinosaurs call "New media", what the new generation calls "My life".<br /><br />If words isnt enough for him to speak his mind, he's now just shot the new generation format of TV episodes called, Webisodes. Short clips in nature to cater for this new generation of selective hearing & short attention spanned people and fucking teases you to wanna hack into his computer to watch the subsequent webisode. With that said, broadcasted only on the internet.<br /><br /><br /><br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iQrZnhE-nd4&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iQrZnhE-nd4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />RPK went on the lam in April when he failed to turn up for his sedition trial. There is also a second warrant of arrest issued against him for failing to turn up for his criminal defamation trial. Despite being a fugitive, RPK continues to speak his mind and remains a thorn in the side of the administration of Najib.<br /><br /><br /><br />Now on a less political side of things, this is like discovering tressure in KL!!! The traditional Sarawakian "dried noodles" with swine meat, minced swine meat & swine oil.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378723321041921986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBe9ZBnfJynyI6zGIvO33uAeaO4KmaOtFiELj7TGy4i0XdiQZL9lCLPq3g4F1RTfHF1OTabBTAHxOJqcc06w8LxskNaHMcZpl1JXPHOaJMBIITKG60eXYIShOr1JT7QIOM1hnNRzCSls/s320/swak+noodles.jpg" border="0" />deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-28291025577248192492009-09-05T17:24:00.006+08:002009-09-05T17:52:44.259+08:00'Bo'Sex<span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><br />The older generation of Guinness drinkers in Malaysia congregated at the Mines Resort for a Gala dinner and a communial toast to Arthur Guinness, in conjunction with his 250th birthday. Arthur's the man! ppl still celebrate his birthday more than a decade after his demise - and he's just a brewer. I dont remember ppl celebrating (in such a global scale) birthdays of past prime ministers who have built countries or saints who have brought life to thousands.<br /><br /><p>Since it's the older generation of drinkers, the dinner didnt have rock bands performing, neither street performances nor international celebrities. It did have a drum performance, an umbrella performance and an opera singer. Of course a pretty Chinese host and plenty of sexy Guinness promoter girls. The uncles loved it!</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377912045907043794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwUmcAtDqho29ZohGQfMOW159fb2rUsXyPDCNMh0e39CNPNI6nB-LIOC_GARi86LcLbBwRo5f5VA8_wFkg7My7keROToDQG3r2FLeXkU21jr6o-nzJwj8lU8NFan-zBk2eIXnUL1VN1QY/s320/to+arthur.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br />They were ever so willing to get their temperatures checked!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377913948993109794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtbUU7BhQ7PNRzXC56B6PVFKZIkw_FXTMh-o1Y4vf12Eqm9uhe9YSRrdgwxWNgJUf8pBSPS6QCMJVBR7S64G7ZvkSyQXA-zYQIk4xQwAym1C6sRWyVPZrEv22UgpsbixK129yWOzhPDGY/s320/temperature+check.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br />a<br /></span><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /></div><div>After a week of Guinness, i had the chance to fly back to my hometown, Miri over the Merdeka weekends to chill a bit. Get rid of some stress, and detox from Guinness. </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div>At the airport when i landed, i saw a native carrying a backpack, with his name written on it. It was attracting some attention, especially amongst the Chinese youngsters so i got close to check it out. LOL </div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRYxR6Dbj_nvdMAcPBCtAnUSgL0drLojsQu6HKPJTORXXGaGFeddq0COkcXgfMzq9egs8hcnICu1gE8N9AJ2fC5wgrFeERnmACiIsrAr7mw4korLdH9u1SS-PIlym0VRZwyrqdWz3TIN8/s1600-h/bosex.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377912043626482226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRYxR6Dbj_nvdMAcPBCtAnUSgL0drLojsQu6HKPJTORXXGaGFeddq0COkcXgfMzq9egs8hcnICu1gE8N9AJ2fC5wgrFeERnmACiIsrAr7mw4korLdH9u1SS-PIlym0VRZwyrqdWz3TIN8/s320/bosex.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><span style="color:#000000;">'Bo'Sex in Hokkien means "I dont get sex".</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div>And he better watch out because Bonia might just take the opportunity to sue him since McDonald's is sueing McCurry. Bonia, "If McDonald's can sue McCurry over the infringement of 'Mc', why can't i sue Bosex over the infringement of 'Bo'"</div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377912057378699714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMiJt8lAJFUwSZRoO3u8fwuUD-lxDjxAypiDv4nf2dXgEC0bkFxvr2naUEw3z2C_uF9Xq5uLcVhspGMAkMyB63sv5u_wUdA9SbXgsWFWZ093pLzd7dS-dHpZOXp5JgJdVBJ-vQKeo7CRM/s320/mccurry.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span>Miri has a popular dish for tea time. Comprises of fried bean curd, squid, cucumber, pine-apple & water chestnut. You eat it with a peanuty sweet sauce - Rojak. My friend from KL tried it, he didn't like it. But it's a helluva dish for the Mirians. Im ok wit it, but dont like it as much as i did in the past.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377912479495114242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrf0iZK-mpTAIF-XsX5DCjRyldro6Gw5MGJ6flX7BQO0QIC32SyhgRoEM9IVnXqmoEylOBkjaHYDXGe9J35Hb_mocD1bAmd-LnkwgAXXtB30ju7rSDe37qlsNneCc3wp0GUfFU0npgYZY/s320/rojak.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">a<br /></span>And you do not leave Miri without GOOD seafood<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377912473755317570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHygvf75dXz0SmqGBctohADfsC-wSriocYRkSOrsTGO1ujz8BwS0AV2WRIEwjxWuKX5P8bVRmME6tt-Oxq6idgiWC7xyD-wjRLRYg_FL5utPozPrdGkt-RfePE3B4mJxUSFm7t6Sjt4Og/s320/lobster.jpg" border="0" />deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16179128980166760533noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5256106802346502896.post-44377338653409989952009-09-03T23:49:00.002+08:002009-09-04T00:05:02.846+08:00Nabi Isa = Jesus Christ<p><span style="color:#ffffff;">a</span></p><p>Isa (عيسى) merupakan seorang nabi yang penting dalam agama <a title="Islam" href="http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Islam">Islam</a>. Dalam <a class="mw-redirect" title="Kitab Suci" href="http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kitab_Suci">Kitab Suci</a> <a class="mw-redirect" title="Al Qur'an" href="http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Al_Qur%27an">Al Qur'an</a>, ia digelar Isa ibni Maryam atau Isa al-Masih. Kata ini diperkirakan berasal dari <a class="mw-redirect" title="Bahasa Aram" href="http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bahasa_Aram">bahasa Aram</a>, Eesho atau Eesaa. <a class="mw-redirect" title="Jesus Christ" href="http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jesus_Christ">Jesus Christ</a> adalah nama yang umumnya diguna pakai oleh pengganut <a title="Kristian" href="http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kristian">Kristian</a> untuk menyebutnya, sedangkan orang <a title="Arab Kristian" href="http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arab_Kristian">Arab Kristian</a> menyebutnya dengan Yasu' al-Masih (يسوع المسيح).</p>Source: Wikipedia.org
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<br />Tranlated to English: Isa (Jesus Christ) is a very important prophet to the Islam faith. In the Quran, Isa is referred to as Isa ibni Maryam or Isa al-Masih (Aram language). Jesus Christ is the official name of Nabi Isa in the Christian context. The Arab Christians refer to Jesus Christ as Yasu' al-Masih.
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<br />The point here is, Nabi Isa = Jesus Christ. I've never read the Quran but i have friends who practise Islam and they tell me that Nabi Isa is a very important prophet, as stated in the Quran.
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<br />So peace be with all the Christians & Muslims, there is NO NEED to wage 'Holy wars' or incite hatred between the 2 religions. We believe in the same GOD, Allah and we believe in the same prophet, Nabi Isa / Jesus Christ. We have so much in common.
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<br />Evil has been ripping the 2 religions appart and if you are true to your religion, you should believe in harmony more than any other causes. I bring this up because of this disturbing article on CNN.
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<br /><strong>In the court filing, Rifqa Bary stated her father said, "If you have this Jesus in your heart, you are dead to me!" The teenager claims her father added, "I will kill you!"</strong>
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<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(CNN) -- A Muslim teenager from Ohio says her father threatened to kill her because she converted to Christianity.
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<br />Rifqa Bary claims her father wants her dead after she converted to Christianity.
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<br />Rifqa Bary, 17, ran away from her family in Columbus, Ohio, in July and took refuge in the central Florida home of the Rev. Blake Lorenz with the Global Revolution Church in Orlando.</span>
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<br />The teen heard of the pastor and his church through a prayer group on Facebook. The girl's parents reported her missing to Columbus police, who found her two weeks later in Florida through cell phone records.
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<br />The teenager, in a sworn affidavit, claims her father, Mohamed Bary, 47, was pressured by the mosque the family attends in Ohio to "deal with the situation." In the court filing, Rifqa Bary stated her father said, "If you have this Jesus in your heart, you are dead to me!" The teenager claims her father added, "I will kill you!"
<br />Mohamed Bary told CNN a lot of false information has been given and "we wouldn't do her harm." He knew his daughter was involved with </span><a class="cnnInlineTopic" href="http://topics.edition.cnn.com/topics/christianity" _extended="true"><span style="font-size:85%;">Christian</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> organizations.</span>
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<br />"I have no problem with her practicing any faith," he said, but Bary admitted he would have preferred his daughter to practice the Muslim faith first.
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<br />Although Mohamed Bary said he did not expect his daughter to run away, Rifqa Bary was placed in foster care by an Orlando judge in August while the Florida Department of Children and Family investigated the threat allegations against the parents.</span>
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