Saturday, May 24, 2008


You can fill a glass with water to suppress it's emptiness, but you can never remove the emptiness from the glass. Remove the water, either by pouring out the water or just let the water vaporize, and the emptiness is there to greet you. When the glass is smashed to pieces, will the emptiness of the glass vanishes together with the glass? Or the emptiness of glass just merge back to the universal emptiness in which the glass originally fills.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Can I Strike That Big Ass Jackpot Already?

Why can now not be the bestest time to fall sick?

'D gotta whole day farking important big ass clarification meeting with customer tomorrow.

'D gotta prepare a simple technical diagram for tomorrow meeting, yet nasty virus is so fucking up my brain and it's like so cloudy.... I am floating... smoky... eh was that an eagle just fly pass me just now? or was it a flying fish? bleh...

'D gotta fly to Islamabad again the day after tomorrow for another clarification meeting. I am like gonna beginning to hate flying.

Can the timing be any better than this? Should I just go and buy a lottery now already? How much has the that big ass Mega TOTO 6/52 prize accumulated already?
For the farker who blardy honked me like you are rushing to go home to shit out that bloody puss filled watery shit of yours from that Grade IV Prolapsed hemorrhoids anus of yours at the NPE Touch'NGo tol both just now I have this to say.

Sorry, I thought being sort of like under the weather from the sore throat and having my brain generously occupied and used as recreational pool for the virus to have fun, gave me the right to not have a steady mind and hand to flash my Touch 'N Go card onto the reader. I never thought there can be anyone who could suffer more than me and so co-incidently have to be in the same lane as me and not to have the good luck to be tailing behind me. I know in that fucking wonderful woeful condition, you wouldn't be interested to know that it wasn't my fault that the card reader responded slower and less urgent than that bloody shit of you which had and will always be rushing to come out, I thought I should just like to let you know.

Also sorry for, in that state of mind, it took me too long to decide if I should show my great remorse to you with my awesome Universal Middle Finger sign of regret, that in the end I decided not to.

Last but not least, may you go down the history as the first person to finally gave the medical community reason solid enough without a reasonable doubt that Grade IX Prolapsed hemorrhoids does exist, and awesomely the be the only human to achieve that throughout this humankind entire existence. Godspeed!

Wednesday, May 07, 2008


A dear friend sometime ago asked me to update this blog more frequently, as she sometimes drop by here for a dose of inspiration entertainment. Other's misfortune can sometime most of the time be a good source of humour. As of writing this, yours truly is having stomach discomfort from stuffing moi ugly face with 2 days worth of matters that will eventually turn into powderful fertilizer. Me eat plenty when me depressed, bleh. That's a humour for you, wherever you are.

Probably this is pay back time for having too much fun pranking one of our gulliable drinking mate for the past few weeks or was it months. Karma can be a bitch sometimes.

Leaving the bag in the car boot is safe!

Guess what's that? Yeah, that's one of our pranks on this unfortunate friend. We borrowed some dice shakers (dunno what the correct term, bleh) from the pub and stuffed it into our dear friend notebook bag. This particular night, we decide to leave our notebooks in our boss car boot. Our dear friend thought it he can avoid being prank by leaving the bag in the car. When he took his bio break heading to the gents, we slipped out of the pub and carry out our harmless prank.

That was not the first time, mind you. He has been the target of our prank for like countless times. Usually we head direct to the watering hole right after work, and most of us would carry the notebook with us, and make it a point to not leave it in the car. In the pub/bar we would normally put the bag under the bar table. Wherever his was not paying attention or went to the gents, we would "borrow" a thing or two and stuffed them into his notebook bag.

We can't understand why he is so pissed to the extent that one time he use genitalia to scold us in a sms message when he discovered one of our prank where we smuggled few dices, one beer glass and a tidbits basket into his bag when he went to the gents. What tickle us even more was, that particular night, he put his notebook bag on the bar stool when he can always kept an eyes on his bag. He was so alert that night that I had to resort to asking him to "teman" me to the gent which fortunately he complied, and leave the other friend to carry out the act. As usual, the more pissed he become the more hilarious we find it to be. This is the sort of fun we have on his expense *evil grin*.

He is a nice chap, hardly utter a single vulgar word when scolding us. The most threatening line from him went something like "I will remember you!" or when asked what would he do if we will not comply to his request, he would threatens us with "if you don't, then I will kiss you!" *with threatening tone*.

It was fun carrying out this harmless prank, but the best part was yet to come. The best part is the after-shock the next day or days, whenever he finally notices the foreign objects in his bag. Not just that, like this particular prank, he was to have a meeting with our bisness partner at their place the day after. We can't stop laughing when he told us during that meeting, he discovered the dice shakers in his bag and not wanting to invite funny expression and question from the fellows partner in the meeting, he ended up taking note on the old style notepad. LOL.