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2007-05-04T17:28:00.000+08:00

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When Stunts Goes Wrong..

2006-12-03T22:03:00.000+08:00

A'Famosa Resort - Animal Safari's entrance, approx. 200 metres from the entry gate, where the car is parked.. and where a stunt that none of us would even think of doing, happened..

the rain was pouring with supreme orgasm, waiting 20 mins in the souvenir shop and 1 rm3.50 cornetto, patience went dry and we walked to the drop off area where lotsa similar ppl like us were stucked.. staring around for any possible equipment to cover and run to the car.. sadly, nothing came close except for taking a plastic beg to cover the head - silly thought. Approach the indian receptionist and asked to borrow an umbrella, apprently she had lent hers to some1 else already. Her next statement "go take the resort shuttle and ask the driver to drop u at ur car la" Genius, we tot of that but i hesitated.. somehow after the indian's comment we ran straight to an bout to roll shuttle, honking with halfway already out of the drop off zone.

Hopped on and then instantly the shuttle moved on. Immedietly realized that we have no way to communicate with the driver, fuck! we were at the last couple row out of 8 rows and no path to get even close to the driver. For some security reasons the driver and passenger were divided with a divider. next...

"1108, jump!" the next thing.. she lays face down on the road side, my next move was without a concious mind, pure instinct with no objective of action but to JUMP! While i was supermaning in the air, something strucked my mind "jian no matter wat u need to slow down the force by running with the direction of the shuttle b4 stopping" .. smart, not sure where that tot came but it was smooth and cool landing, phew~!! thanks to hollywood, now when think back, really wonder how gaya it looked if it was filmed but screw that, turned back and ran towards her.. besides the behind car who witnessed all these stunts for free and applausing for enchos by honking so damn loud, she is no where at sight.. ahhh~ already in the car, i went in too.. thank up down left right that it's nothing more than bruises on the knees and eye brown.. and we changed in the car.. to be honest, changing underwear, wet underwear to be exact with the added stickiness and moisture, on the driver's seat is asking hell out of me.. i was without undies all the journey back home..

Stunt Summary:
Platform: Shuttle bus with 1.2+ meters elevation from ground
Speed: 30-40 km/h moving vehicle speed
Duration of Action: with gravity (9.8 ms-1) and only 1.2m height, 1.2/9.8 = 0.1224 seconds / stunt - plus in some few split seconds for running towards the edge (pre-stunt movements)
Plot of Stunt: Instinctive dive when seeing target (1st stuntman), or target down (2nd stuntman)
Physics Reason for Failure: Trying to beat the inertia by drastic maintaining of still position and squating
Physics Reason for Success: Following the flow of direction and beating the inertia by slowing it down
Casualties: 2 years old watch, some skin and flash, blueblack with handphone mark
Lesson learnt for next stunt: Yes
Possible reason for not wanting to attempt future similar stunt: phobia

Being Gay Coming True?!

2006-10-18T10:27:00.000+08:00

This must get it blogged, after all these while of slight trigger on to blog but eentually didn't, this time is a must.

Someway deep in sleep yesterday, not so deep considering i was wondering in a dream. None of the content i could recall but i so damn can remember me doing a blowjob!!!! ##@#!!#!#! guess who? my own lil' brother~! It's really like those video clip where only those gymnastic or yoga master that can bend their back so much to bite their own dick, i did that too, in my dreams.. i really did..

The even more disgusting thing is that i think i kinda enjoyed it~!

ps: probably it was just ice-creaming my finger while dreaming, hope mom didn't see that..

Twisted & Pulled?

2006-07-12T09:38:00.000+08:00

1 of the strangest and out of expectation dream just came to me yesterday.. dunno how it started, but when i remembered.. i was in the sky flying in a helicopter, it was kinda like a plantation, really muddy and some factory buildings where we were flying around and landing for god knows wat.. in the cabin, some stranger some familiar face but i dun remember any.. the highlight - at 1 stage, i was asked by the captain to take control and drop him somewhere.. the sterling was simple, he instructed "just twist and pull". That's wat i did and it took off..

But again, this is a dream.. was wondering, what exactly was i "twisting" & "pulling" that made the helicopter flew up high.. if it's my dick.. then it's awesome.. dreams..

Having the guts?

2006-06-21T23:06:00.000+08:00

Happen to come across 2 different individual, from totally different world & culture, but together speak the language of extreme sports.. and oh boy they do get into extreme when u trigger them to start talking bout it..

Guthmar, geez any1 would have tot he was an Indian IT wizard..not till u lay ur eyes on him..woshhh~! that charm will turn gays on like nutz.. turned out to be an Austrian educated in the States and currently the 5th year in S'pore. Well the reason for him to come to our office, all the way from the lands below.. hmm to forge a partnership with 1.com.my.. with www.day.com, Communique has been 1 of the most complete Web Content Management System, utilized by many great corporation - benz, VW, DHL, McD~! just to name a few.. the 2 hours time he was impressive.. man the way he conducts himself with facts and keywords all over his nice voice tone.. definitely people that we highly regard.. Going for lunch with him was a lil' more casual.. yet there was something that is not clicking that much~ he knows so much in the things he does, making us sounding a lil' "out" in our things.. but when conversation gets a lil' leisure.. the guts just settled down and it was much more nicer conversation (mostly asking)..

to the extremes.. SKY DIVING~!! Apparently he forms and brings sky divers all over the world together.. was kinda pissed with Msian air.. there was once he managed to gather 120 divers from all over the globe, went over to Segamat, along with 2 helicopters ready to free fall.. too bad our local coklat cops must always play their role.. asking for 100k SD.. !$@#^!#$&!##!$&#!$

He shared his experience, 4km above ground..remembering the most being the one that propels u forward like a bullet head looking down by placing both arms on side and hunch a lil'.. geez listening to him with his actions really turns u on! u can even twist and turn around 180, now with the face looking upwards and pointing a o!o towards ur buddy above u..

Sea sports extreme.. the newest hype being " kite board surfing ".. wonder whether i got that right.. it's like grabbing on to a pole that connects to a kite, while both feet on a surfboard.. the mechanism? when the kite tilts to a 3 o'clock angle, the elevation will be the greatest and u will lift up to a height of 20 meters~! wooHOo~!!

how extreme can i be? let's see how the guts react to this..

Dear oh calf..

2006-03-23T11:52:00.000+08:00

Every great footballer will surely need to endure a period where they are out injured.. guess my time has come.. by no means i'm a great footballer, just someone that enjoys playing football for sure, more accurate, futsal..

out of the many sticks that i have on my body.. there a mild console to myself that at least it's not the worst stick to get injured.. my left calf.. didn't know that it was that serious when i got kicked, took a break and volunteered to be the gollie for the next 5 minutes.. but soon after that got back to scoring and kicking and running, doing it all the limping style'! When time's up.. my calf is so out~ can hardly stand still and with that.. i knew.. that i'm out..

The weekend passed with painkillers and eventually felt better. Until painkillers wore out and realizing there might be some action to be taken..after all it's hurting me and i can't do normal exercise, not even walk properly..

Finally, i lost my virgin in it and went to a tit-da.. well not big-tits, it's a Chinese traditional doctor that uruts and massage and treat muscular, bone, joint pains.. In Puchong Perdana (thanks for direction from Yong), here i come..

Was welcomed into the treatment room by a non-puberty kid, must be the doc's son. Sat beside the doc and explain my pains.. he's frenly, likes to smile and laugh.. but that specs oh gawd it reminds me of DR. Sim Moh Lim, always slipping and sliding down..

1st half :
The worst massage feel.. on my clogged feet and then up towards the calfs.. it's not painful but it's a terrible feeling, just like rubbing on a blue black spot that is just about to burst.. resisted to shout out, after all.. he said it's only warm up!! ~10 mins

half time:
Asked me to walked around and fuck it man, it has loosen up and i tot that i'm good to go.. nah..

2nd half :
Lying face downwards in a vertical position, started of by the devilishlismistic-est feeling.. imagine hitting the elbow towards the hotspot and turning clockwise 3 rounds followed up by anti-clockwise 2 rounds and ending it up with direct pressure straight on the spot~! This is only 1 set.. it went for 7-8 sets !)*^%)*@^%))#@!#@#$! after that, there was a warm burning feel when he red-lighted the hotspot while he was making his next weapon to blast at me.. ~7 mins

extra time:
Those small hammer always gave me chills.. but i realize that my concept of the hammer is wrong all these while.. there's actually pin/needles on the surface of the hammer, and wat it does is to knock tiny holes for the blood to bleed out.. for instant, i felt that there are many worms squirming out of my leg.. ewwww~ it was followed up by the SUCKER! a vacumm sorta thing that numbs the spot and drills out the blood.. oh and my calf went flat right after that.. ~12 mins

golden goal:
Time to sooth it out by splashing the lotion on to the leg and wrapping it up.. this is the best feel whole nite, cooling refreshing just like the feeling of rinsing my naked dick into a cooling waterfall.. it's a stick too after all.. ~4 mins

and now, my down there feels soft.. and very very itchy..

Tired of Words..

2006-03-15T23:51:00.000+08:00

Can we as human beings, with our 5 senses, get so tired and sick of something, that we just dun realize only until when we lose it out.. and then, missing it so much that u just wouldn't want to let go..

Confused? simple.. dun we all just get all so fed up with words.. oh yea those 24 characters that when combined can be such a beauty, or more towards a beast.. it can be oh so soft when u treat it gently, and stick up so tough when u condemn it hard..

which brings to the art of communication.. there ought to be misses and tougue leakage that occur and many out of the most times, requires more paragraphs to reverse the effect of 1 single word.. even worst if it's a cursed sentence.. wat made words so powerful.. who defines the intensity of words.. and who made us react in different way on the sensitivity towards each word.. after all, our life is more than words..

How many will we have..

2006-03-15T23:33:00.000+08:00

Put a hold to the crush thingy..as suddenly when u are in the mood to blog..so many things just comes in 1 shot and just dunno where to start..

just finish going through an oh so long mail from beng, somehow..he still gives the feel of being truly concern, real, and very very willing to offer a hand..no matter it's his shits, his craps, or his scandals, even his bullshit sometimes sounds real..WTF?! well, the one that i truly can share everything with is so far away and it's sad that we only resort to emails to share our life..ah yea those italk skype techy things are cheap but nah..our medium is email..

it made me think, how many real friends that we really will have in a lifetime. Friends that can touch ur soul, influence ur heartbeat, or even trigger the release of testosterones.. most importantly, to be there when really needed, even though sometimes u dun realize that u need them, they will still appear.. oh gawd i'm sounding so mushy and it gives me goosebumps..

thinking a lil' while.. the figure can be so scaring.. there are many friends for leisure, and even more for pleasure.. spending real entertaining and amazing time together.. but for the sore purpose of joy and play.. probably they will be serious when facing serious situation but u look at them as more of a joyous friend..

Is there anything to be done to have more heart to heart friends? or is the mere digit(s) what we are supposed to have.. is there a statement that goes by saying if u have many real friends, they are not real anymore.. probably we can afford to accept only the one(s) in our lifetime..

Crushes..

2006-01-16T13:49:00.000+08:00

It hit me quite sometime, tat i shud really record down the feelings i had for other ppl. This shhud be done as soon, as i still have some of those memories lingering around. Well, it's just normal for ppl to have feelings for somebody else. Being a shy guy, most of this is known only by myself. Now that the body has grown up to a saturated state, I believe it's a MUST to jot it down and remember it for a long long time to come..not to risk forgetting these moments..

*coming soon*

Saigon - Eye Screams

2005-11-13T22:36:00.000+08:00

They actually make slippers as small as fingers, using worn out tyres, speaking bout recycling and reproduction..

They actually use things like this to attract customers to their restaurants. How bout, "Malaysia Jugak!"

Hoh this is classic. They have all their trees on the street painted white approx. 1 meter from the roots. Decoration? ur head. Vietnamese guys were the uninterupted nutritional boost to the tree's growing up. If the government does not move in to protect the trees, it will be rotted with acid and fungus. And the hottest tree on the street can be judged on it's popularity few years back.

St Mary's tears case. Wonder is there any explaination for this? It crowded the whole church area and prohibited our scheduled visit in there. There's a culture of ppl selling these pictures to get some profit.

How can we guys not fall in love with this!! White Cheong Sam high school uniform. Let me share a picture with 2 "angels". Authorities actually promote them to keep their hair long and straight, prohibiting curls and coloring. Awwww..Can high school gals be more pure, innocent, and virgin like Vietnamese high schoolers?

Saigon - The War Torn

2005-11-13T21:35:00.000+08:00

1st blood of the Vietnamese taste was on the 1st step into the airbus. Yupe~that color, typical Vietnamese. But there's a need to mention on the air stewardess' uniform. Maroon tuxedo-kinda cutting, with a silky white longs that make them look so arhh - innocent, there is not even of tought of wanting to see what's beneath it, as it's really toooo innocent to think anything like that. "Bif or fis", was how they address the selection of beef or fish during food serving.

1.5 hours later, we touched down on a place that somehow made me recalled on Kuala Terengganu's airport. An immediate glace and I recalled WAR. Several barracks caught my sight:

It's again Proud to Be Malaysian when we step in the building, immigration was packed with a very long queue, at least 30 mins spent there. Not much breaking time as we were straight away directed to our hotel. A here starts the culture shock. Thinking that KL city is congested with jamming cars, freaky enough to scare tourist visiting our country? Then u will sweat knowing that Ho Chi Minh City is a hive of Bikes!

It's really like a force of squeezing all sperms into a narrow passage, with an additional feature - horning is as common as guys getting horny. And don't even think that crossing a single lane road is as simple as "tengok kanan, tengok kiri, dan tengok kanan". In Vietnam, u gotta multiply that with 5 and still find urself stucked in the middle of the dotted lines, with the extra chill of cold sweating and adrenaline madly rushing. How often do u see a policeman taking a red torch, waving and walking with us across a road, with bikers dun give a damn and non-stop bombarding their horns.

Sunrise on the 1st morning took us to Cu-Chi Tunnel, the web of tunnels Vietnamese dig to kick off american asses from their soil 30+ years back. By being there, that we actually feel how much patience and dedication Vietnamese has in digging. Wonder what is on their mind while they dig with so much enthusiasm. Wat was their motivation? probably they would see an american bitch where they can kidnap back to their underground camp and blast it all on her? After all, they do almost everything underground - cooking, eating, medic. They even filter out the cooking smoke b4 the it hits the surface.

We had the opportunity to actually be a duck in their tunnel. A totol natural sauna, adding in flashbacks of being in war, sweating is a must-must. And when the person in front gets out of sight, all I can do is to use the camera flash to snap the path in front of me. The 2nd round was a 50 meter tunnel, this time I was smelling straight behind the guide's ass. "lai lai lai" is the only mandarin word he says, and right after that he dissapears! God damnit that guy really made my balls drop. I was cursing for spiking my hair too high as it frictioned against the tunnel top and caused statics. I intentionally blasted my own version of atomic fart, damnit but the silencer was on this time, and no one seemed to have any effect on it watsoever. Wat a classic it would have been.

1st Break Of The Working..

2005-11-13T21:15:00.000+08:00

Who would fancy a trip to Vietnam as compared to other more fancy destination to spend a rare 1 week break? Nah..not even my humble self. The anticipation was almost non-existance even in KLIA b4 departing. Oh maybe the fact that it's my 1st time going on a real tour with my parents, and aunty uncles which is almost 3 times my age. Also, the 1st time taking Vietnam Airlines was kinda refreshing (minus the 1 hour departing delay) but others..didn't look forward for much except u know..Vietnamese chicks..

A lil' intro, the tour group consist of 19 ppl. Out of that, 9 is our own ppl. Any nice gals that i was looking forward to meet in the group? erm..just to say that my hormone was hardly triggered. To add salt, the tour leader was a disaster. It's the 1st time she's guiding a group~! No introduction, no briefing, basically..no voice. There will be no more comment on her in the following writtings. It's not good to criticise ppl that actually "lead" an eventually unforgettable trip..

Trying to be Imaginative in a joy ride..

2005-08-31T16:39:00.000+08:00

A white deer made it's way through the huge forest, containing giant elephants, charging rhinos and flying eagles. A vacancy was finally found and the deer decided to give way and do some sunbathing. Obviously fans dun fancy sunbathing and proceed to catch some cold air, while munching seaweeds pretzels and enjoying some out of the world chocs. The gigglings coming out was unique, the laughters sounds so happy and innocent, and with 1 hear u know it's from this fan.

In no time, this fan blew up to a place that I would never had imagined existed - Cool breeze overlooking forest below the podium, along with an overview of 120 degrees angle of seaview on an elevated level..unbelievable~!! Biting on sour and spicy hot tom yam seafood, squashing on soft tender green curry chick, added on with saliva enhancing mango achar with chick floss and anchovies, golden crisp of squid with preserved juicyness, even the white rice tasted much better with this kinda ambience. The occasional strong breeze made the food cunsumption rate more urgent, can't believe how much spicyness level the tougue can witstand, so unlike it..*bluurrrr* it was freezing even with jeans, on skirt? the fan deserves my upmost respect~!

Soon, a great scene appeared right in front. the sun was starting to set nicely, blending along perfectly with the thick clouds. It's like there's something behind that is trying so hard to burst and get attention..and wat came out..was 2 rainbows, side by side, being the centre point of red-blushy clouds background..amazing~~ It came across my mind that this kinda represents the shyness that sometimes i feel, hiding behind the surface..waiting for the moment to break out and say watever my heart wants to say..with the rainbow showing the colours that will bring to life after we let our heart out, to another heart that accepts it..

I like this fan a lot, I'll always be a fan of it myself, as someone involved in being cooled and fan-ed on, not as someone that has the capability and business to control the direction, even more impossible as to be part of the fan's life now that the 3 blades that operates it is almost redefined.

This fan fits nicely in every part of house that you can think of, and is wanted and loved by most spectator that came across it. Does this include me? or is there another part that completes the whole package of this fan, to make it an even more beautiful "fan"..

Music of the moment: BSB - Just Want U to Know

An Introduction up North...

2005-08-30T18:14:00.000+08:00

Aunty lily, went through an operation to remove the tumor in her uterus. The Op took placed 2 weeks ago, with plans to go visit her during the past 2 weekends came to nothing due to pa and ma's schedule. This weekend we made it there. It was my 1st trip to Sg. Petani. Along with aunty lilian and lil' xiao, it was a still a long dark journey on a friday nite.

I'll skip all this and straight to the next day, a day that made me feel good..and sad at the same time.The morning broke it's virgin by an sms around 8am+, I ignored it till 845am where I decided to check it out. It's an enquiry on whether is my butt gonna be in penang island later on today. I had this plan in mind on the day that i knew there will be a trip up north. The purpose? Having meet-up(s) with ppl that i always enjoy being with.

Leaving out plans of parents to visit mom's siblings, i drop off on to Butterworth's jetty..got my butt stucked on the 1st row of a RM1.20 ferry seat. Was truly excited to hit the shore. The reason? Gonna meet-up real soon.

Sooner, a white deer was within sight, with a "book fan" tat directs navigation. This "fan" was gorgeous, probably the fact of always looking forward to be exposed to it. The "fan" was hot and cold at the same moment, confusing my tiny lil' brain by combining skirt with long sleeve tops.

Basically there are 2 kinda fans that we know off. - stand-fan and ceiling-fan. To describe this as ceiling fan will be inappropriate as the navigation is not always 1 direction. Well this "fan" can be more appropriately related to a lack of lubrication stand-fan. The turning of direction was occasionally jerky and stucky, which appears to bring many cuteness and fun-to-watch on the clumbsiness. To add in more joy and excitement, there are occasional "sqwuekk" and out of a sudden screams. Nice way to kick start a joy-ride.

Music of the Moment: Padi - Menanti Sebuah Jawapan

Resume Speaking it Out..

2005-08-30T13:07:00.000+08:00

There has been great pause in the blog posting..well yea probably it's the dry season where things dun happen much? nope not really..there's been the last day of university life..graduation trips to borneo and Mount KK..even the much anticipated convocation wasn't been blogged at all..

Of late, there's this urgency to speak up..but there is not much place that can leave down what is going up in my mind..really does amazes me how somethings get so prominently stucked in the head..

Sensing a new phase of progress..

2005-06-16T21:03:00.000+08:00

Finally it happened..after 2 months delay..i've moved from that storeroom into an actual office..though there were some nice memories back in the old office..it's time..and a time that we all here so look forward to..

New environment smells like a new era over here..everyone seems to have a different spirit and motive..a refreshing feel and more fruitful scent of air to breathe in..It's the time where we can settle down and really kick some web ass..to be frank..sales have been looking really promising with new projects sticking their face on our glass doors..

Ups and downs..we are certainly on a high now..at least I am..weird cuz..smell of success covers $$$ until like cents doesn't exist..

10th scream: she can't get it going..

2005-02-18T11:05:00.000+08:00

It was this time of the year again that my parents both went overseas together, which in the sake of tradition, cars show off their temper on me and make my life miserable. Having 3 cars under my supervision, i gotta rotate around and arrange a lil' which car to drive around. I placed her in cyberia's basement carpark for 3 days, and the 4th day, she cant get herself started. It went off on a jerk, and that's it, no more sound except for that 'tak tak tak' sound the spark pluck makes..damn! my 2 cousins who i brought along were hands of help..pushing her from behind, with me in the driver seat, placing the gear to 1st, and stepping on the clutch. On a certain degree of speed, i released the clutch..and it worked!! damn i was happy for her..but for the next few times, this routine was required on her..and i got damn sick of the pushing releasing process. Got a new battery which cost my quite a lot considering 3 of my uncles+parents are in New York for this CNY. Basically all my ang pow collection went for her. Damn, and now which her new heart..she tends to heat up much more than usual..WTF..

9th scream: busted on the high..

2005-01-25T01:56:00.000+08:00

There she goes, got too high on the way..burst into the worst condition i've ever seen..after the Fitness First workout..i was in a shivering mechanic mode..no sweat though..i'm so experience in the tyres department already..

Hell loadsa Health..

2005-01-25T01:41:00.000+08:00

I've been given this opportunity to test out a work out session in Fitness First over at The Curve. A ex-school mate of mine is actually a member there and he brought me in for a 1 time zero-payment work out session.

Gawd do i loveeee this place. I've been amazed by the feel of having so many heavenly features surrounding me (pls excuse myself, it's the idea of healthy ppl around). All sweating it out and burning it down wherever i lay my eyes on. The trendmill area has 4 rows of machines with 20++ machines per row, and in front of all this, is loadsa TV showing various channels for testosterone driven ppl to look and imitate Baywatch lifeguard's style of running. I did my share of 15 mins and that's it..i was already sweating like a dog.

Upstairs..step by step I sense i was walking into the venue i will spend the rest of my life in..not that i'm obsessed with machines and mirrors, but the scene of ppl working out kinda turns me on. Got my share of shoulder presses and wings lift which seems so much more effective than the gym here in cyberia or campus..it's like the feeling of ur muscles being steamed up just like ur dick, this time via pushing, not jerking..

830, and starts a session in the group workout area. It's called "BodyPumping", well sounds cool but when my foot stepped in the room and see wat the others were taking..i knew instantly this is gonna be a hell of a super time..not knowing how the session will be conducted..i took things like how the others did, got a spot back at the corner (not becuz i was shy or afraid, just that i was slow). Here it starts..the 1st step of losing my body virginity to the best routine i ever did in my life..the music was great, the menuveurs were new to me, and the feel of it? 1 word..horny..

Fresh Approach to Blogging

2005-01-03T01:55:00.000+08:00

To stimulate more user friendly reading..most coming blogs will be expressed along with images as much as possible..Back to the concept that seeing is actually more mind-relaxing than imagining..

Bull's eyes not on a bull

2005-01-03T01:50:00.000+08:00

Check out the pinky spot there..
Geez..1 of my personal favourite 2 feet animal on the planet..and he (she) flashed this to me..

A trip down..

2004-12-13T12:12:00.000+08:00

2nd day: woke up at 630am. Apparently woke up my friend who was sleeping on the bed beside me in this freezer room. Did big did small and went buffet with him. Told me bout the sickness of making way to Spore the day b4. a short distance took him 2 hours? Maybe his timing really sucks but i was in no mood wat-so-ever to stop me going over there. Probably is the drive that i will be meeting up with a fren and at least have some sorta plan rather than wandering alone back here in Msia. I'm going overseas.. Hopped on a 730am bus and hit the imigresion counter in 15 mins. But wat from that instance onwards was nutz. The bridge was totaly congested and there's several getting off the bus. How am i supposed to know wat to do? sit and wait was the laziest solution i guess..and that's was i did..after this bumper to butt session, i went down towards Woodlands Checkpoint to check? nah..to queue again..this time around, it's a brother to butt session.. Kranji MRT--> Yi Shun MRT station and met up, walked over along all the high rise habitates and actually stepped foot into 1 of it. There were 3 lil' monkeys in there which i so adore their cuteness. But soon found out their fault knowledge was so much advanced when i was their age. Went over to Wild Wild Wet by clutching on to 1 of the male cutie through out the trip there. It feels weird to constantly hold on to someone's chest like that, moreover this is an un-pubertied one. Over the theme park, it was some sorta lagoon waterpark. Cool! since i haven really been to any water park b4, yea not even sunway lagoon. The rides there are fine, with 1 being great! It's some sorta pirate ship on a small tube thingy, the queue was long and slow but damn it was worth the wait. The tube was meant for 2, unfortunately, human do chicken out and it was cool cuz i almost freaked out myself! The zoom down was almost 180 degress downwards and damn it shitted the most out of me..

Knowing some unknown..

2004-12-13T11:12:00.000+08:00

Few months back, i was being "offered" a post of being a "kerani" for a UM project that i am not involved at all. Well besides sacrificing my name to fill in the vacancy of "kerani", the other thing i did was going back to UM once in a month to collect me "allowence" for using my name..nothing really beneficial, until my dad pop up a question "jian free next weekend? let's go to JB"

The last trip with parents was errm..back to dad's hometown? the next previous one was, to mom's hometown? the next was a loop of the previous 2 places..and this time to JB? with the highest possibility of jumping over to the island under us, sounds kinda stimulating for me..

Here it goes..
1st day: got lost in JB town, seeing the hotel from far, then not so far, then near, and quite near..yet still not being able to get in within touching distance. Apparently, JB road leads u to turn around and a mazz of rounds before actually reaching the destination..There's this place called Bahrain Walk? Galdrum Walk? or some sort of Walk that cars get so heaviliy involved in joining the human crowd. The food court was a cool concept, located on a small stretch of back road in Msia that actually doesnt stink and disgust. The place we sit though, was crappy. Full of smoke and not a single bit of vandilation..well fine considering this is still Msia. The food? Let's keep it silence b4 Singaporeans feel cheated.

2nd day: I'll place this on another post as it might be too lengthy on a single post

3rd day: family day? yea..mom's sister came over from Singapore on the best timings on sundays. She reached our hotel at 630am!! On a sunday? Saturdays are excusable but sundays? I gave her a good smile as it was really a while since i last laid my eyes on her. Went over to her JB house which she bought for no reason, just to clean it up and leave it empty for the coming weeks. Met up with my cousin bro. And boy he really is the man! Looks very hyped up tai lou big boss style. All black sleeveless with long hair huge eyes baggy shiny black pants. He took along with him 2 mobiles, but apparently he has 6 in total. 1 for office wise, and the rest? well each representing the number of pussies he having. I'm against this behaviors, but he can't help it. He said it's the pussies that sticked over to him..

Back from silence..

2004-12-13T11:08:00.000+08:00

Geez, I really did miss blogging, so much been in my mind yet unable to blog it can be frustrating at times. I’ll flash back on those moments 1 by 1..

Same Birthdays?

2004-11-26T15:21:00.000+08:00

Date: 1/1/1983
Venue: A bed
Weather: Hot and then cold with high density of moisture
Action:
I was trying so hard to squeeze my whole tiny lil' body through the so-called guy's "heaven". My eagerness made me try so hard to rush myself out of mom's protection layer to smell the hospital's air, even before I was expected to. Was fully covered with bloody juice all over my body. Feel so cold and shaky, but at the same time feel so naked that all the hot hot nurses are staring at me..made me blush (lucky the blood covered my face, but damn the blood can't cover my dignity) . Before I noticed, they were chopping off 1 of my 2 long long sticks, and soon I was no more physically attached to mom. I can hardly see the chopping process but like everyone, when someone physically plays around with the stick(s), I can sense it. What great experience huh? I'm sure you faced it as well, maybe in a more interesting manner than mine.

Till now, I've came across 4 person, that shared this similarity with me. Somehow same place where Earth orbits the system.

Jan1 82: Primary school, always 1 head higher than me. Sports freak but turn out to be a bouncy dude when we last met 3 months ago.
Status: Lost contact..

Jan1 88: Child-hood and annual meet up, settling down nicely in Japan. Again, very sporty with a slim tall figure. Into ice-skating, volleyball, swimming, stuffs like that..super smart in calculations, and freakingly fast in keyboard typing.
Status: Hope the annual meet up remains, else considered lost contact..

Jan1 83: first noticed during a Bakery Workshop. A cutie which always seems happy and cheerful. Very into sports (as in seeing, observing, looking, staring at hunky macho muscular built-up guys, from wat i observed).
Status: Contactable..

Jan1 84: The naughtiest among all of Jan1's. Training colleague that enjoys criticising and teasing and sometimes scolding me. The reason? "Don't you guys think that jian is very nice to qi fu?"quoted. Somehow smart like all Jan1's, friendly, like to laugh and make funs like all Jan1's, BUT happens to NOT click well with other Jan1's. The theme against other Jan1's? "My birthday is the best!"
Status: In touching distance..

8th scream: Out of lubricant will heat things up??

2004-11-24T18:26:00.001+08:00

Morning drive halfway to training. Dad called and said she dun even have a single drip of black lubricant in her store. He filled it up and told me to beware not to let her be too dry else she will explode! I'm pending for the moment to complete this up as I will only check on her when I'm done in the office..

7th scream: She almost gave way to physical

2004-11-24T18:26:00.000+08:00

Not at the scene. Mechanic driving her back home and got hugely attack from the left. I was not convenient to visit her as she restrict me to see her while she was having treatment. Happy to see her back all freshen-up and sexy, but since that day on-wards, she gives a high frequency moan whenever she is doing it fast..

6th scream: Her life was threatened

2004-11-24T18:25:00.001+08:00

After my 1st day of industrial training, just paid RM10 for 10 hours parking in the lot. A turn to the right and she was bang on the right. Superman did 3 sommersault right in front of me, and sadly can't stand properly after that stunt. She was hurted the worst after all this years, yet still being strong and fetching superman to hospital. After all, this bodily assault by superman proved to be nothing compare to all these years of ass on her huge thighs, with driver jerking her round stick, as well as calling for the break when she's on the high velocities..

5th scream: She was kissed by a black

2004-11-24T18:25:00.000+08:00

Opposite Menara Telekom, start to pick up after a traffic light. Saw this black taxi from far but didn't realize he was gonna kiss her until he actually kissed her. Took a bump of excitement and suprise, but as ppl says "The 1st kiss always leaves memory.."

4th scream: She was over-heated after over-stressing herself 2 hours non-stop the day b4

2004-11-24T18:24:00.001+08:00

Highway outside UNITEN, slow lane. Soared temperature, what else to do? stop by the road side and act cool and smart. Lift up the front bonet and was greeted by gas evaporating straight at my face. Waited for the engine to cool down, opened up the radiator and geez..totally dried-out. No liquid around except for a brand new battery juice. Poured it in and resume driving like nothing had happen. Nope, she won't give in. She is leaking enthusiastically. A Chinese dude stopped over and gave me his "assistance". What happened from then on is not even worth flashing back..

3rd scream: Someone did it on her from behind

2004-11-24T18:24:00.000+08:00

Dad driving just outside Gasing. Korean lady kissed her gently, gentle enough to create a fall of her ass. Having a low-down butt until the next morning.

2nd scream: Her rubber was Internally Over-pressured

2004-11-24T18:23:00.000+08:00

Back to Cyber, normal speed. Just before a curve there was this part of road: Not a flat chest, but a curved in smooth surface. There must be thousands of wheels having physical contact with this part, including me, but this time around, my tyre got too high, too excited, and stimulated a burst. It was loud, I dun believe I can ever have such an interior explosion on my own self..

1st scream: Her 1st lucky Dual-combo burst

2004-11-24T18:22:00.000+08:00

Night time, happen to drive along Jln Gasing, must be the road I was trying to be a smart-ass an explore short-cuts. Eventually I gave up and took the normal route back, and there it goes, my 1st encounter of dut-dut-dut-dut. Being alone (as in totally alone in car as well as at home) I tot that something wrong with the engine and it's gonna explode or some crap like that. Gawd knows it was the tyre?! It was dark, and I admit to be a coward by not stopping down and check it out, but instead drove slowly back home. Parked in and yea, flat tyre. Gave in a lil sweat by screwing and twisting iron sticks & small nuts for the 1st time ever. Cool, got it change. Next following morning, driving to Subang airport to help a Panjang fren get his passport done. Sri Kembangan, and out of a sudden, dut-dut-dut-dut crap sound again!! I instantly knew it was a flat black ass again. Without any more spares, I made my way to the seek for a tyre shop. Got conned for a brand new tyre..

Cars too have period?

2004-11-24T17:32:00.000+08:00

Cars are such great amazement and huge convenience. Only when they are obedient and do wat they are supposed to do, without giving much fuss and agonies.

Throughout my driving careers, I do have my fair share of crappy relationship with cars (i'll address my car as a her from this point onwards). Amazingly, most of them not due to be carelessly or clumsyness. I'll try to express to myself why is she the one that's playing most of the tricks.

One cool general fact regarding me and her, is that we seem to enjoy more and share our "happy" moments when my parents are out-station, overseas, holidays, honey-moons, practically all the moments when i don't feel like destroying their mood and start worrying bout me.

Here comes a series of relationship I had with her..

High School Homo-sapiens

2004-11-22T12:39:00.000+08:00

Lately, I've been hooked up kinda frequent with high school frens. Being kinda on-off relation with them, makes me wonder how cool it turns out to be gathered with these cool asses. 1 first thing is that they make u feel like a member instantly. Not a lot of things to talk about, but definitely loadsa physical and nutz incidents to carry out (geez, am I sounding too gay??)

All this arouse 2 weeks ago with a so called "class gathering BBQ party". Well kinda bullshit to be frank with half out of the 15++ people are gals, and gals that I haven lay my eyes on before my whole life. Well still allrite since we went there for the food and most of the gals are unavailable (kinda in a mood for a guy day that night).

The chill of high school hang-out are always the naughty/childish part. We strip each other out either willingly or not, and splashed into the swimming pool.

I learnt a lesson: wear white pants with black undies to a pool-side BBQ and u are up for plenty of show-time.

Smart ass jian actually wore a white pants with black undies and damn that shows. Getting out of the water was a no-no at 1st but when it comes to dragging more ppl down the pool, I gave it a damn. There were so much physical involved that those pictures taken was truly like a gay conference in the pool (deflection restricted the view of our bottom half, making it appearing kinda nude-y). And the fun turn to be heaty as we start planning stripping off ppl's pants in the water. Apparently, being the one suggesting is never a cool thing to do as u will be the 1st target of a so-called plan. I went like "should I give in or let them do it on me?" or "fuck u all I have my dignity!" Well guess I am not that open to strangers around. I kicked and struggled and yea, gym work-outs might be the way out. However I lost a button, a pants button. And the rest of the night, I was holding my pants on the tip like I'm obsessed of touching my lil' willy.

After that we proceed to transform ourselves into dry version. Wholy-cow this tiny classmate of mine is indeed petite. God knows what it looks inside but his pants was pushing up my dick most of the time. What can I say..he likes the feel of something pushing against his willy all the time? Imagine wearing that pants and watch some teen-testosterone flick such as "EuroTrip". Well not really a stimulating movie but still there are effects here and there.

Futsal Chills

2004-11-19T10:47:00.000+08:00

I've been hooked up with lotsa futsal sessions lately, 3 times in less than 1 week and a possible extra session tmr. Does this make me a futsal fever fella? Considering I did not even touch football after those hype futsal period almost 2 semesters ago. So wat's the big deal about this small version football that got me fastened on to it. To be frank, it's no big deal. 10 guys chasing after 1 ball seems like basketball, just that we are allowed to kick the ball rather than tossing, throwing, squeezing, and patting the ball with our hands.

4 Futsal Chills:

It's a foot game, not a hand game
We see and hear and definitely know what most people can use their HANDS and do ANYTHING with balls, but using feet? nothing much they can do. Which comes to the point that we can have fun using our legs too. Even though legs can't clutch or grab or have a grip on the wonders of the world (yea those wonders u are thinking right now), feet can have their fair share of fun.

Easy Penetration
Dun get me wrong, in futsal, penetrating the ball is much simpler. With smooth field, softer and supple surface, ain't it everyone's dream to be able to have physical contact with? applies more to guys probably but the fact remains, it's nice to penetrate the ball. Force it through the stick-y stick-y legs will be easier and more pleasurable. It hits the target more accurate without much bump. No restriction to where u place it, it will be reachable..Ain't that cool!

Simple Stimulations
I believe that in futsal, we dont need much stamina and energy to feel the high. Unless u are those that have no faith at all with balls. Everything happens in a glance. And if u place your eyes on those distractions sitting beside the court playing their hair and posing their boobs, u will be easily detected and caught red-eyes, red-faced, and maybe red-ass too being whacked up by the gal's boy. But great thing bout this is with distractions, we play to full concentration, not to impress the chick, but to electrify our nerves knowing there are spectators. Anyway back to balls, the truth is scoring seems much easier and when it starts flowing, it's hard to stop the spree.

Extreme Exhaustion
Is this a chill? Hell yea! u will feel out of order after the game. Well similar to any activity that involves balls. Even my dad gotta admit that when he plays squash using his wooden sticks (those days) hitting a smacking his tiny black balls, it can be damn tiring. Anyone involved in this kinda activity, will feel it heartly..

Dozing off is not peaceful?

2004-11-18T14:19:00.000+08:00

Coming out from a meeting that was lengthly and unproductive, makes me fresh! Not during the meeting, but the sense of feeling that the meeting is bout to end. The morning session went fine, with ideas coming out, words and jokes flowing in, and in the end, a result which looks quite special in a way. We intended to create a website for the blinds in pure black and white, kinda gray-scaled to be exact. And with the yellow flower fading into gray-scaled slowly, just can't wait to see how the graphics designer will present it. "True beauty doesn't come from colors, it comes from life.." We wanted the blinds to realize that they are also part of us, and the greatest happiness comes not much from seeing, but feeling..

Back to the point of dozing off. I was sitted striaght opposite the boss today. But that didn't really bother my desire. I had at least 3 encounters today, that I almost gave in to my dreams. I know my eye lips are shutting down. Do I wanna control it? The answer is yes..but should i control it? yes again..but CAN I control it? nah..it's impossible! This speaks at least 50% in the room. The boss obviously can't doze off, Tai lou seems ever steady. But look at Skinny, he's falling like a drunk head. I noticed that boss saw him, that was emberassing, but boss is always steady, he ignored it totally. If I was the boss, it's either knowing the boredom and speed up the meeting, or giving a smile to Skinny. Either way, will all bosses do that?

I came to a point during meeting that i Din pay a shit to the boss's words. Flashing back to a moment when I was driving back from KLIA after picking pa up. It was those 2-3pm sunny hotty sweaty moment. The road was kinda empty but still, it's a highway. Pa was to exhausted from his trip and was snooring his way throughout my drive. Probably influnce by that over-covering-my-music-snoore, I gave in..without knowing..with a fast zoom of motor passing by my side, i opened my eyes..and in front of me, a truck's ass huge and black. I was totally shocked and gave it a huge break. My heart was pounding like nutz as I still hear my dad's continuous snoore. The beat of my heart with his snoore might give a catchy beat to any listener, but crap shit I was freaked out. Pretending nothing happened was all I can do..

Unblind your world

2004-11-17T14:08:00.000+08:00

Being in this lil' company "creating websites", 3 of us trainees so-called web programmers, learnt something to be frank..and that's to fill out our office hours doing stuffs that are nothing engineering, nothing electronics, and nothing useless..all we do have purpose, but what purpose amazes my own self. To satisfy the boss? To fulfill client's desire? To please MMU that we are learning something? I believe the correct answer is that we really do learn, in a way that we might not have realized. We learn how to put up with the boss, how to accept his craps and ignorance at times when we so look up to him (I still do respect him for what he've taught me).

I was assigned to the Society of Blind Malaysia, somewhere in Brickfields, to meet a client that the boss himself have never met. I was given no prior briefing on what to gain from the meeting. All was told was a simple sentence,"Go get all information on how they want their website to be done". Well considering the boss was kind enough to accept this charity duty of designing their website for free, I thought of this as a great contribution I can provide to the society. I was amazed. The new colleague that went along with me, both of us stunned to be welcomed by a blind. We were not prepared at all to be dealing with a blind. The meeting went fine, as we got used to the astonishment. It opened our eyes on how smartly these ppl make use of what they have, to compensate and live with what they were facing. It made me kinda sympathy and appreciate what normal actually means..

Hot-conditioning

2004-11-17T14:02:00.000+08:00

How bout my strategic location in office. At 1st, I was placed with my monitor facing directly to the boss's sister. So direct it makes my guts shrink when I do any non-office related stuffs. Got my cool break few weeks later as the boss bought in a new pc and we gotta reshuffle. Now, with my back against the wall in a tiny lil' corner of the office, I am suffocating my life here. 1 air cond for the whole office? Still tolerable..Ppl in this office seems to be like Africans taking a break from 30++ degree Sahara dessert life and wanting a 28 degree air cond holiday. Come on! not in here~~Ppl here also seems to be immune to stuffiness and airless situation. The admin gal, is sneezing her way off while i'm like a dog licking hot dogs.

The best place to breathe in the office? the toilet..I can let loose there, discharge whatever that can be released, and also suck in some suprisingly non-stinking toilet oxygen. 1 thing though, whenever the boss goes in the toilet, and u happen to be the next one after him, prepared to do any business in a flood. He seems to have no control on his hose and let it be in command to spray-out. This will explain also why he tries to cover up by flushing so much water on toilet floors. Thus, killing off the enjoyment of my time in the only venue in the office I take full pleasure off. .

The REAL Exposure

2004-11-17T12:15:00.000+08:00

The purpose of Industrial Training Programmes:
Expose students to the actual real working environment
Well yea I was exposed, to too much radiation. 2 other monitor's ass are facing straight at me everyday I work. The boss said he feels sorry for my parents, as in the Lee family, for I'm being the only son to seed for more Lee's. I was even told that the radiation from the monitor can go through huge walls, geez..how bout penetrating a fat pig's ass? The side effect? Brain tumor, skin cancer, blah blah..(list goes on).. prostate cancer?! crap! Am I gonna have a mutated child? It sounds scary but true. That's why I buzzing off at the 1st chance to leave this place. The boss is hiring a new graphic designer at the beginning of next month, which happens to be the time we trainee leave. He ask me cutely, to stay for the new gal. We have had glances at the new designer, looks cool and posed, but a couple more weeks just to get to know this gal? And in return risking my lil' brother to be impotence?!

Letting Everything Speaking

2004-11-17T11:40:00.000+08:00

Well here goes, after long temptation of not wanting to create my own blog, I couldn't resist it any longer. What's the big deal bout wanting to have possession of my personal blog? Cuz I believe my blog will serve as a recorder that speaks my life.
From my personal life to my training life to my studying life, all I speak is the truth. I might not say it out as it serves to be most genuine to feel what u actually feel. It certain ways, I believe this will open up ppl's eyes, and also slightly trigger some nerves, but the concept remains, what I go through everyday, are entitled to my own personal opinion.
1 thing bout my blog, it's not to impress anyone, not to make any impact on anyone's life. It's serves to fulfill my desires, satisfy my needs, and add 1 more property way under my belt.