the beginning is the end is the beginning
(Friday, December 31, 2004)walking past the 2004 boulevard is somehow shorter than how it really seems. some particular moments has been frozen forever in the chamber of memory and while some is best forgotten. even the best memories which i could recall is like a particular moment frozen in a frame floating in the midst. well, i guess age does damage to people somehow. as much as i wanted to remember whether i got really drunk this year, i can't. was it last year or the year before?
as much as i can remember, it's been a good year, i had my fair share of fuck-ups but good moments are somehow dominant. i'd like to have something as good this morning year.
p/s...and it seems that the exodus of 2004 was barely near even now that it has passed. well, it does, since i slept through it
New Year's Card
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idea stolen from other bloggers/people.
when i don't sleep, my brain works better, now i kinda know how to use photoshop and i never knew how before. how...odd.
p/s - this is fucking sexy innit? now i got myself a sexy blog
cookie (brownies) and restlessness
(Thursday, December 30, 2004)i got my first (probably only) christmas present today. it's COOKIES! then someone thwacked me head, hard. it's actually brownies. what's the difference? it's like you need to bake it anyway. cookie, brownie, cake, it's all the same to me!!! i was expecting some expensive christmas present an all i got is some cook...brownies. i'm gonna eat it now cause i'm hungry but still giving me brownies for a christmas present doesn't cut it at all. now i'm an angry bloated boy.
house guest.
(Monday, December 27, 2004)i get a dozen house guests every year. well, mostly they're my friends or parent's friends. relatives doesn't like me so they don't crash at my place pretty often. so most people wouldn't make my parents go hoo-haaa over them cause they're bloody used to it.
someone interesting came to my house today. to those who know me, i'm sure they know that my parents pretty hardcore buddhist but the son is...erm, er...an unreligious bum. for the past few days, my parents had been busy entartaining a monk who came all the way from china. not any monk but a shaolin monk. to be exact, the HEAD of the shaolin temple from china. THE SHAOLIN monks who came from china to perform in malaysia lately, remember? well he's their master. don't ask me how my parents got him to my place...he just showed me a photo of him and stephen chow during shaolin soccer filming too...OMG! bloody wickED!!!
it's awesome to have someone interesting to drop by sometimes just to break the routine, don't you agree?
p/s - Jon, if you're fucking reading this, the government called and they told me that YES, THEY'RE GONNA LET YOU DIE IN PENANG!!!
Polar Express
(Sunday, December 26, 2004)i slept for close to 17 hours yesterday. a record breaking sleep hours in a day for myself. whenever i'm upset or angry, my body and mind gets tired and next thing i know, my eye lids are heavy and i'm sleeping my day away. convinient way to escape or revive from a bad chapter i assume. it happens to me naturally.
my private polar express (well, my home's on the north)
my actual recovery act for the accident was watching Polar Express with evon today. she badly wants to watch a 3D and since she came all the way from Penang, i went with her anyway although i wasn't even in the mood to get laid. i came to a relief after i watched the movie. not only was the Imax Cinema was awesome, the 3D effect made the movie so much better. at a point, one could actually see tiny particles of snow falling down in front of them. not to mention that i love fairy tales storylines. cinema and storyline biases aside, i would rate this movie the best animated feature this year. only downside of my afternoon was evon got dizzy halfway through the movie followed by zoe's phone call
Zoe: dude, you ok? i got your message
LiEw: yeah, i'm fine, my ride was wrecked that all. *reluctantly i told her what happened*
Zoe: can you drive now?
LiEw: now that i crash my car and i got no car, what do you think?
occasionly, i feel some of my friends are stupid.
and last of all, here are some of the photos i promised. i'm so sorry it took me this long.
flags in National Tourist Centre, Jln Ampang
photos from National Arts Centre, Jln Tun Razak
i have to blog about this shit
(Saturday, December 25, 2004)so i planned to stop blogging and go guest blog all over. then it didn't happen.
so i also planned to go to malacca on christmas, why malacca? cause my christmas plans are fucked and my homies are in malacca. then i had an accident in seremban. so i managed to brake on time when the car in front of me suddenly stopped. then the car behind didn't. so i also wish that my car is okay and i can still go to malacca. but the was severely damaged. soon after i thought i would be able to get home as soon as possible after the accident to rest a little, get rid of the tiny headache. then it took my 6 hours plus to get home after i chilled out with some policeman, some tow truck dude, some dude in the car workshop. before that i thought i was pretty smart when i planned to take my bath at myn wee's. then i truly regret and now i feel pretty smelly and dumb. i thought i would be panicking and shaking and possibly piss on my pants after i crashed my brother's car. then i was feeling numb and normal.
so what if my body tells me i'm sleepy? now i feel restless and i feel like talking to somebody. well, thank shit Joyceness is online.
so i used to feel all my friends are useless and pointless all the time. then tonight most of them called for no apparent reasons to chat with me. so i hated eleanor. now i don't anymore cause hate makes me sleepy.
so what if my night is fucked and i can't sleep?
p/s - so i thought he driver who ran onto my car is an indian. and so he is. that skilless and reckless asshole. i have 2 words for him. please drive carefully. make that 3 words. whatever. so what!
it could happen this way as well
(Tuesday, December 21, 2004)ok, i think the alcohol's getting into my brain a lil'. i had a babazahatranamallion topics in my head before i log in. then motherfuckering ideas disappeared when i log it. what the fuck? i know it's ma' bad so i'm gonn' fuckin' type till something comes out then i can bitch about it before call it quits.
let me see, let me see, let me see...fuck, still empty. i'm officially fucked.
yeah, zoe completely blew me off for tomorrow's Kung-fu Hustle premier. who wouldn't want to watch a silly movie with crappy lame dialogues, overacting dudes and lotsa kung-fu? or you can think of it this way to make you feel a lil' better. for the first time since 2-3 years, we don't have a major box office film for winter. so this is IT. the 'must-watch' winter film for 2004! shoot me if this movie sucks cause at the end of the day, i know you're gonna friggin go and watch it, being in your cloak or trench coat to avoid being seen!
on the other hand, zoe wants me to be a part of her 'loose-the-ex-thought-in-10-days-program'. yup, no thanks to me, she's officially single and available. so now she's trying so hard to do keep herself occupied, i actually feel bad for not being with her through this tough period. not that i don't wanna lend her a helping hand but my ass is buried so deep in work lately, it can't even fart! gonna try to be part of whatever she does to keep her mind off the ex. oh man, this is cotton candy time for her at the moment. poor thing.
while zoe is trapped with her own activities, i actually get to meet elyn's sister! good gracious, elyn called to ask me for a date with her sister (a younger one of course!!! she's only 17th...yes i know, God exist. thank you, God) on this sunday. the 21st century is a time when you don't even need to make phone calls to earn yourself a date. how exciting! folks, so if you have a sister under 18, fine looking lady with a heavenly body, do not hesitate to introduce her to me. don't worry, it won't be like throwing her into a snake pit...i'll personally make sure of that!!!
well, i need to start getting ready for ma' date this weekend. so much for my plans with wall climbing part II. laters.
hola if you wanna be my homie
()ah fuck!
i lost what i type twice.
fuck. no updates till i feel like doing so. at the meantime, have a good Winter Solstice Festival
p/s - fuck!
melanie
(Monday, December 20, 2004)i bumped into mel today. probably the most unlikely place to meet up with someone who bears a large portion of your past; at a traffic light. at first she didn't recognise me and when i winked at her, i guess it all came back to her like a bullet being of memory shot into her head. deep inside, there's a urge for me get her number and keep in touch yet i don't know why i haven't done it yet.
take this
(Sunday, December 19, 2004)despite the beginning of the weekend got wrecked by a selfish asshole, weekend was uneventful but interesting. life's been kind to me.
i'm gonna read. don't feel like writing.
;)
p/s - some interesting photos on the next entry.
friends.
(Saturday, December 18, 2004)if life is like a game, friends are the power-players of the game, good friends that is. the influencial ones that control how the game flows and they will determine whether you win the battle or vice versa.
however, like the game, these power-players can come and go without your control. one minute they're your ally, and the other minute they might turn their back against you (not to mention stab you a few times) or they're just gone/dead. i've made a lot of friends and foes in my life. everyone of them made me a better person as i journey through life as much as i love or loathe them. each of them earn the my respect as either a worthy associate or an honourable adversary.
as much as blows are exchanged during rivalries, these honorable opposition has never been a shameful dispicable low-down bastard whose defination of pride, if it could be transformed in numbers, is of negative integer. some pridless obnoxious pussy launched a personal attack on me through my friend. i'm going to lose the best person i've ever known in life very soon. what am i going to do? buy some pop corns, sit down and let him blast me willingly and not to mention say sorry because my friend is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
p/s - cibai-pig-fuckin-shameless-slut if you're reading this, please feel good about yourself now cause i'm just gonna let you bring me 6 feet under.
alcoholism. it's not really bad if you have this.
(Thursday, December 16, 2004)i don't know about you all but the end of the year is coming and there's nothing more important than PARTYING now. yes, it's all about the party. whatever red, white, green, blue wine, 40 years scotch whiskey, russian vodka, japanese sake (my personal opinion, this is a lil too much), indian tiger/snake blood, monkey's piss, rhino's shit, jackass, anything, anything that could get you high at all, get out from under your bed cause it's time to start training for THE PARTY. you wanna be the champion of the party, the emperor of the drinking kings. now it's time to prove yourself that you're the UNDRUNKABLE dude/babe. if you think that's cool that is. you wanna last through all the parties till new year without pucking right on the face of the sexy yummy hot mama you went party with or certainly not your blurry vision tells you that the osama look-alike as a hot blonde chick, make it 2 hot blonde twin chicks. the key to conquering alcohol overdose to some still remains a mystery. some said understanding the dynamics of fluid mechanics or the theory of relativity is a piece of cake compared to it. pfahhhh...it's not that hard actually. practice makes perfect. that's the key. start drinking heavily now!!! bullfuckingshit. if you can't friggin drink (pussy!!!), you can't friggin drink (pussy!!!). like me!
well, that's not what i wanted to say actually. what i'm trying to say is that no matter how much you practice, you're still gonna be completely hammered by the end of the party. flat out. like fuck if you tell me that you have the determination and will power. like always, the next day you're gonna wake up with a great headache, feeling very awkward in the tummy and a surplusing dehydration.
so what i can offer is some tips on how to cure a hangover. very useful in-depth information. i think it might work actually. some information that i wish i had my hands (or eyes) on 4 years back. too late to be my savior though...fuck. thanks Stephanie!
p/s - vomitting all over the sexy bitch you went to party with doesn't make her dress transparent.
warne warney (posted by minwi)
(Wednesday, December 15, 2004)~Red~
Red is a symbol of love..
Whodo you love?mynwee, and all the muackable ppl but a lot of ppl aren't muackable.to be muackable you have to be pretty
Name some things that are red
liew's shirt. the one with flowers but the flowers aren't red.i have red underwear too.Red symbolizes anger.
Do you have an 'irishtemper'?what's irish temper?is it red?how is it red?when you have an irish temper are you red?do your eyeballs turn red?why irish?are irish red?
Red is the color of blood, too. What is yourbloodtype?red?
~Orange~
Orange reminds you of:
oranges yeah.
Orange is bright. Are you bright?of course i am..when i'm around the sun hides you know.birds come out and flowers bloom.that's bright right?
Name some orange things:
oooh i have orange underwear too.does liew have an orange shirt?
Do you know anyone who has dyed their hairorange?
no.ppl i know don't resemble sunkists
~Yellow~
Yellow reminds you of:the sun that's not as bright as me.the malaysian football team..the yellow outfit is FUGLYYYYYellow is a warning color.
Do you fearsomething right now?
cicaks.but cicaks aren't yellow right?what does warning have to do with fear?traffic lights warn me of incoming traffic but i'm not afraid....?
Name some yellow things:bananas in pajamas without the pajamas.oh i don't have yellow underwear...must go buy some then.my towel is yellow?liew has yellow shirt?Yellow also symbolizes happiness.
Are youhappy?
of course i'm happieeeeeeeeeeee i am freakin happieeeeeeeee all the timeeeeee.....i am BRIGHT what...more than the sun
~Green~
Green reminds you of:
jealousy...ooooh
Green means 'go'. Why is that?
green, go. red, go don't sound good, blue go sounds pretty good too but i guess they like the alliteration?
Name some green things:
grass.damn i dn't have green underwear...oh WAIT i DO have.liew has no green shirt.
Do you like nature??
is nature green?nature is colourful right?why you asking me that ques under green?
~Blue~
Blue reminds you of:
the sky
Blue symbolizes sadness:
are you sad?you asked me if i was happy just now.why ask if i'm sad?you've made me sad now.sh*t.
Is blue your favourite colour?
nope.i don't like the band blue
Name some blue things:
ok i used to have blue underwear.i'm pretty sure liew has blue shirts..he says he's got blue underwear too.SET!!
Do you know why the ocean is blue?
cos it's not pink.why isn't it pink?
~Violet/Purple~
Purple reminds you of:
elaine and barney.HAHAHAHA that sounds insulting to elaine.
Purple is often called a 'weird' color.
Are youweird?is elaine weird?i don't like purple so i'm weird?or i don't like purple so i'm not weird?
Name some purple things:
barney the purple dinosour!i agree with liew.i've some wearable purple too...you know what i mean
Have you ever met someone with purplehair?
jennifer garner in alias?
~Pink~
Pink reminds you of:
aerosmith. and ponk.you know..pink-ponk??Is pink the most feminine color?er.no.so many chicks like it they don't make it feminine no more. i think SOME guys look good in pink *hint hint HINT*
Name some pink things:
pigs..i LOVE pigs...liew will NOT wear pink i think.and i think if i mention my pink underwear again you all gonna get bored.my nails are pink sometimes..
~Other~
What is your favorite color or colors?
rainbow colour....i sound stupid
Why?
Rainbow colour nice mahhhh got SEVEN colours you know (huaaaaa) can mix and match. then seen all together you get WHITE (whoa..magic!!!!)
Black or white?
pink
Gold or silver?platinum.
note: i must get yellow underwear
Weekend - Recap
(Monday, December 13, 2004)here's a few highlights on my weekend. i can say it's one of the best i've had...
friday night a.k.a 'the Night'
Paul Van Dyk. nuff' said.
saturday night a.k.a recovery
actually i was planning to stay home on saturday. whole night. right after the sun goes down, i felt an itch to go out. itch (no i can't bloody scratch turned into guilt and guilt turned into lust. i was lusting to go out. (lust is a strong word, aye?) so i went out and i met someone who thinks that i look really
sunday night a.k.a weekend finale
well, everything comes to an end. good or bad. the final moments of my weekend was pretty stunning too. i watched ocean's 11 in the morning and ocean's 12 on the evening with my brotha' in 1U. it has a sprinkle of everything you want in a movie, action, comedy, good cast, excelent filming location, and the most important of all, a good ending. i saw isabel in the movie. she looks so fineeee. coincidently, zoe, su hsia and yin ping was the at movie as well so i had dinner in italianis (was there a spelling mistake?). the penne in italianis there is so fine.
p.s - take a look at isabel's photo. oh my god, she's so HOT. man, i'm so obsessed with older women. wheee! i'm so screwed...
p.s.s - *nudge *nudge, she's friggin' lovely innit?
p.s.s.s - there's a lot of new movies with a female character called isabel. is it a new trend?
Paul Van Dyk @ Zouk Main Room
(Saturday, December 11, 2004)[update 12 dec 2004]
been thinking of ways to describe the party. i think this is the best way to explain what's so good about the party.
imagine a pond of water. that's the clubbing scene of malaysia. calm and peaceful are the nature of it. in other words, it's bland, lame and uninteresting. nothing ever happens. same old crap same old shit every week. i personally think the deejays are to be blamed in this issue.
then there comes Paul Van Dyk. he's like a stone bring thrown into the pond and it causes a gigantus wave. not only that there is a wave, there echo's of the ripple still lingers in oneself even after the party was over. i hate to believe that i would be shadowed by his performance for my entire life, casting a curse of damned clubbing expierience upon my entire mortal life. i'm so fucked. in a good way that is...
[/update 12 dec 2004]
daphne and me
pictures are not very clear. i'm not a good photographer.
party ended at 3.10 am (+8 GMT)
p/s - updates are coming as i recovered from this party. could be a day, a week, a month or a year. well, that's life right? you don't always get what you want.
it has started
(Friday, December 10, 2004)yesterday was a feel good day. everything just completely turned around for once after i graduate. my life has officially started. i'm not drunk when i'm typing this. i just had a sip of cocktail. well, so here goes, i hope everything goes well from this moment on.
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tonight's the night. Paul Van Dyk's coming to town. if you see me at the entrance of zouk tonight, get outta my way. i might be a lil' unfriendly if i see a long queue. not my fault i'm like that, i'm just like that. so be it.
whuteva
(Thursday, December 09, 2004)music of the moment: Samba De Mon Coeur Que Bat
i got up rather early today. at the wrong side of the bed. i still wanna sleep. i think i'm gonna skip work and go get more wine. that would be lovely. yes i would do that if i wanna get fired and be penniless. what an awful life i have. dear me!
i wasted myself again last night. actually i am already pretty wasted when i got home from penang after a loooooong right. here's the story. my parents are going there so they gave me a ride to penang for my meeting and i would come back with my company's lorry which is there. something out of expectation came up. the lorry's full and i ended up coming back with a bus. luckily i had my book and my ipod with me. so when i got home after the long ride, i'm already wasted. wine was just a booster dosage.
one of the last messages before i went bed.
tOOtHpICk; wine's gone!!! how? - thanks for getting me drunk again
penny lane; zippo fishing - haha all the way fr aust
penny lane; zippo fishing - no worries mate
penny lane; zippo fishing - we do it agn wheni come bk
G's probably the only person who can get me drunk. i don't know why...i think she spiked my wine last night. wheeeee! (fyi, the wine i had was a present from G before she left for aussie, and not to mention the wine opener.)
white wine is a gift from god to men
(Wednesday, December 08, 2004)or a gift from men to god. or women to god. whatever.
i just adore white wine. it's a fucking blessing
guess who decides to drop by
(Tuesday, December 07, 2004)although it's pretty close to christmas, it's not SANTA that's coming. i wouldn't really care if santa's coming over cause i've been a nice boy and i know i'll get my well-deserved presents this year.
there's is a GOD. and he's answering my prayer!!!
Paul Van Dyk is coming to zouk!!! it's like a fucking miracle! i tried pinching myself, jumping into heavy traffic road during peak hours just to get knocked down by bloody 10 ton lorry. and it fucking HURTS. meaning, i'm not fucking dreaming! woooo hooo!
however, there are some turn-offs when i told my friend Paul Van Dyk's coming to town, here's some sample on how their reaction was like...
friend 1: geeeez, i'm going back to my hometown this weekend dammit. don't rub it in...
friend 2: paul van who the fuck?
friend 3: erm, i'm underage for zouk. you think i can go in?
friend 4: trance not really my thang'
friend 5: why the fuck are you like so fucking excited dude? you ok? dude, are you high again on...
friend 6: fuck off my back
friend 7: whee. (in a very uninterested tone)
friend 8: you're bailing me because of some trance dude? and you want me to come with you? *blinks*
friend 9: i wanna go. who's this paul guy again?
what happened to 'holy fuck, you're fucking pulling my legs again aren't you - yahhhhhhhh, he's really fucking coming, wooooo 'muthafucking' hooooo...'. my friends never once failed to impress me with their enthusiasm and their lack of general music knowledge.
well, daph's going. that's good enough. she knows who's paul van dyk is and when i asked her about paul van dyk,
daphne: of course i'm going dear. would never miss it for the world. you must be crazy if you're not going. you're not crazy are you?
LiEw: i'm going. would never miss it, darling.
daphne: wheeee! (now ladies and gentlemen, that's the spirit.)
well, so start practising your shuffle moves cause probably the best Dj i've ever known is coming over to rock us out. if you can't shuffle, come along, i won't laugh. i promise. (muahaha, i can't fucking shuffle too.
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on a totally unrelated issue, i'm going to Penang tomorrow. work-related stuffs, not vacation. i cancelled my penang trip due some event that's doesn't happen very often (Paul Van Dykkkkkkk *ehem*). i hate going there to have a 30 minutes meeting then come back. pftttt.
how can a weekend be fucked so easily, what the fuck's happening to my tummy, now i can't have any yummies
(Sunday, December 05, 2004)Things fall down. People look up. And when it rains, it pours
i WAS supposed to have a
Friday night
initial plan was to have dinner with Jon in passion cause he claim the food there is pretty good. alrighty, cool, tummy's gonna be flooded with lots of delicious yummies. drinking will probably be later if anyone else calls.
then i had sit my ass at home cause mommy's home alone. my bro who's always home went to friend's bar opening night. sheesssshhh, fucking shit, this is not alright at all. staying at home on friday night is illegal if you're under
Saturday night
again, i planned to eat till i bloat or till my stomach explodes and splash half-digested food at anyone within a 5 meter perimeter (which ever comes first) to mend up for whatever shit i missed last night. my dad's back and my aunts are around so mommy's got her own company. perfect. to add some cream to the cake, there's a football show in Souled Out. then i had to have diarrhea. are you laughing yet? i was already making my way to zoe's place, then suddenly my tummy started aching. i had to endure the being-jabbed-repeatedly-by-tyson type of pain on my stomach through a traffic jam which made me sweat like a pig. then i cannot tahan anymore, (this is the part where you play irritatingly tense music), i didn't shit in my pants dammit, i had to stop at a petrol station to take a dump. could hardly walk when i reached the petrol station. then i took a crap when i reached zoe's place again. it was awful cause my stomach is still hurting and my ass felt like i've been gang-raped 7,308,718 times, by a bunch sexually-addicted ill-brained gay morons (or just simply naked sexy blonde playmates with HUGE LONG pink dildos) , non stop. so i called the night off, went home and watch football on astro. my tummy didn't even make a noise when i reached home.
p/s - it was a lil' funny innit? it's NOT
-nil-
(Thursday, December 02, 2004)i truthfully regret the decision i made. sorry. what's done is done.
good old days
()to those who has spoken to me online and i'm so sorry my replies are delayed (or i never replied). i'm occupied by mainly these things:
and
aside from this, i almost drove right to a tree day before yesterday. it was completely my fault. i was reckless. i was looking at my fingers instead of the road (yey, i was playing with my fingers, seriously) and my car slowly swayed it's way to the side of the road where all the trees are. luckily, i managed get the car back on track although somewhere in the middle i lost control of the car and it was aiming at the drain instead of a tree...i should drive carefully & responsibly next time.
sometimes, it's just plain stupid
()i can't log into my blog account yesterday. actually i can log in but when i want to add a new post or change the settings, some error message came out. so fucking great. now i can't put a 'real' post cause blogger i need to rush to work. this is absolute (vodka?not) rubbish.
pfah
p/s - if you wanna see photo, go to Joyce's. i took some photos during dinner @kristo's last night.
