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Graduation...
19 April 2005 Mon
Ahhh... graduation... The whole family woke up rather early. We ate some ' Yong Tau fu' before we drove up to KL. My brother drove a separate car. As my dad is in my bro car i did not dare to drive my car as fast as i usually would. I reach my place and had a quick change of cloths before we head off to Shangri-la Hotel. Shangri-la is a very unique place as you have no idea where is the entrance or the exit. Nevetheless arrive safely and they were already a couple of people wearing their gown. My friend, John Ang called and i went to meet him. I was lucky enough meet his gf as well. Shes a rather petite girl, and i can see she is a very kind and sweet kinda girl. Nothing like John. Lucky bastard. Hui came around 5 minutes later with Gwen. After that we all change into our gown and the camera got loose. I look like an idiot in that gown. Whoever designed the gown must have watch Star Wars one time too many as i look like a bloody jedi with a rectagular mortar. ( Hmm.. perhaps i can name myself Master Jedi of the MortarLand). Snap Snap non-stop. Eyes got blinded. But nm . Snap somemore.

Had a family potrait taken at the place and it cost us 180. Damn expensive. It took us less than a minute and i had to pay those blood suckers 180. My dad paid, but i have decided to pay him back. Aftter that we went for more photo session before finally we are herded into the graduation hall. I was lucky i sat next to John or else i would be bored to death. Hui and Gwen was less fortunate and they sat alone. The ceremony was postpone for at least half a hour because an big shot ass came late. Meanwhile my mum and my dad got separated and the tickets was somehow mismanaged by the management. My dad was pissed thru out the ceremony. When my turn was up to go up the stage my dad and my mum was nowhere to be found. They were out of the hall.. Eating.. hahaha.. yup it was really really late. i dun blame them. Nevertheless i didnt even lookat the guy presenting my degree as i was too busy looking at the camera and posing for them. Finally when everything is over we went and took MORE photos. My parents has gone home by now. It was getting late. Come to think of it i was lucky as i manage to graduate with SOME of my friends. hahaha.. At least Hui was still there. Thank GOD i postpone my graduation or else i would be all alone.

P.S : please add a LOT of confusion/hysteria/sweat to the above scenario.

Disclaimer...
18 April 2005 Mon
I would like to explain about my blog and its content. For those new-comers. Yes that means you John Ang Ern Syn, please read this blog with a sense of humor in mind. (yes, Even 'you' have them.. haha). If however you cant 'click' with my sense of humor just follow this instruction. First move your mouse cursor to the top right button on your browser. When you cursor reach the button that has a X symbol on it , please click on it. haha.. That will solve all your problem. If problem() {{still persist repeat action 1 till browser is close} else {shut down computer}}. This blog was made entirely to humor and to make people laugh. (hey ! its a tough world out there, everybody need a break). If i were to write serious stuff like the rest of the people you wouldnt have read my blog wouldnt you. I feel that with all the wars and violence in the world today, it wouldnt hurt just to kick back and enjoy a good laugh. Though i may have use our friends as a joke subject but it doesnt mean i am serious bout it. Heck! you can always use me as your a joke subjects. As in which case, it is most of the time. So i plea to all those blog readers out there to try to put down your sniper rifles and any silly thought you have on how to assasinate me. Lastly for those bloggers out there that intend to use 'me' as a joke subjects.. fuck you ... hahah and if i do hurt anyone during the course of this blogging.. Guess what? fuck you too... hahaha.. ( Damn... i can already feel the sniper scope aiming for my head.,...)..

Colleagues 2...
14 April 2005 Thu
Remember Mun Yee ? Well let's talk more about her shall we. I have found an interesting issue regarding Mun Yee. She cry for no apparent reason. Whenever someone makes a joke she will be a taiwanese-drama-actress and cry a river. So if you ever tell a joke to Mun Yee, be prepared to back it up with a year supply of tissue. Cause when she cry she REALLY do CRY. So much so i have decided not to tell any joke in and around her proximity. Well it would help if she is cuter, but then again who wanna watch a cute pretty girl cry over everything. Its like (wahh!! boo hoo.. i slept late... sob sob nm... i will be ok... no no wait.. wahhhh boo hoo... i look ugly today... sob sob.. sniff.. ok ok i will NOT cry today .. fuh fuh.. i will NOT cry today.. Wahh.. boo hoo..* scenario continue). Geez, you can imagine how i SUPRESSED my inner rage during working hours.

Now lets talk about Horny. Sigh.. sorry guys nothing to talk out there. Man!, she is like a champion kickboxer from Thailand. When she hit me (allegedly playfully), she leave a permanent scar. Serious, i am not joking here. Though i have 'hinted' her not to hit so hard, she still hit me like a bloody ogre on rampage. However now not all is bad about her. Nowadays she has resorted to pulling up my shirt whenever she feel like it. Damn.. she undress me in the offfice. Man, you see what i have to go thru during work hour? God why?? why??? . Anyway it seems that she have been hiding from a guy, that works in the same building, that ALLEGEDLY used to stalk her. Can all this be true?? hmm.. Maybe she is 'pretending' to be stalkable. Hahaha.. Desperado.

So lets review :
1 cry baby
1 thailand kickboxing champion
1 MILF lover
1 lesbian
1 BIG panda bear
1 playboy
1 rich ass kid
1 rather nice smell manager
1 NGS-critical guy

God i plea to you release me from this misery. I will go to every church, temple, mosque out there. Just help me get rid of them. PLEASE ..!!! * bambi eyes*..

Colleagues...

8 April 2005 Fri
Today i shall talk about my colleagues. Lets start with the main players shall we.

First up is my Supervisor, Kathy. Kathy is from Sarawak and she seems to like hardcore stuff.. manly music,.. hip hop dance.. hardcore p**n. Opss just j/k. Anyway she is the girl i run to if i got any problem. Being a girl she has an eyes for details and would always remind me of every itsy bitsy ERROR that i make. She always admit that she is a lesbian though i have not seen her partner before. Hubba hubba.

Next would be Leng.. No thats is not a girls name and neither is he any leng chai. He is our company programmer. This guy has a weird fetish for older women. Yup, any wrinkly saggy tits and face will automatically turn him into a howling lumberjack. This guy is superbly adapted to situation. Whenever there is pretty girl around he will turn on his ' I-AM-A-QUIET-PUSY-GENTLEMAN' mode. However once the girl are out of sight he will fuck everyone like there is no tomorrow.

Boon on the other hand is like a big Panda bear. He may look tough and big and yet when he speak it is in a inaudible pitch. ( you would think he is mumbling, when he is actually talking to you). Whenever he speaks like a mouse i would always repeat ' Har?' until he speaks at normal human volume again. This gentle giant is helpful but i can see he is actually supressing his inner rage.

I have two Johns working at my office. I call them Johnson and Johnson. One of them is a cool rich kid that drive a new Honda Jazz. ( a definite chic magnet as all chics always flock to his car). The other one is John Ang. Well John Ang is ... he is... uhmmm .. he is..... sigh.. no comment. ( haha.. shut the fuck up John).

Mun Yee on the other hand is a new member to our team. I seldom see her on her desk and she will always bug her colleague for some reason. She is very cute in her own way. Her eye bags are so big at times it can fit a weeks of 'ngan si'. (eye residue). Haha. Hopefully she will sleep more and stop having those night nookie with her boyfriend.

I do not even want to mention Korni. First of all i know that she is a definite HORNY girl as she will always send ppl 'ham siong'. (porn pic). Heck she send me porns on the second day of working here. Horny .. opss i mean Korni can also pack a punch (for a girl)
and she hit like no girl has ever gone before. Whenever i joke about her, she whack me so hard i have to go back and " chut tit tah jau " (rub on chinese ointment). However being a man i have to PRETEND i can take all of her blows, all the while trying to stop the tears-of-pain from flowing down my cheeks. She also has the tendency to show off her thin legs by wearing sexy shorts dress. Hmmm... must be seducing John Ang... hahahhaha

Eden is from Malaysia but has gone to US for his degree. He speaks excellent English and would show off whenever there is a chance. ' Really? ' is his favourite word. Eden is a rather quiet guy but i think he is good at what he does. Which is to act cool and be part of the company symbols. " Hey look at me.. i can speak good English , marn ! ". I can even hear him all the way across the hall.

My project manager is a whole new different breed. He is a rather understanding guy. However he does have one major weakness. haha.. Let just say John Ang, Korni and me need to invest on a certain kind of mask and certain kind of spray. haha.. Being a project manager i am sure Yu wee is a very very very very very busy guy and has hardly anytime for himself and uh,mm... uhmm.. nm.. haha

Chuah on the other hand have a serious case of NGS (Nice Guys Syndrome). He is forever helpful and are always willing go to the extra mile for you. He is always careful not to offend anyone with his choice of word. A great example of NGS symptom.


Nice Guys Syndrome...
5 April 2005 Tue
I think i may have the Nice Guy Syndrome. Another girl (dun ask me .. i will never tell ) has just said that i am a nice guy. Whats fucking wrong with them. Please to all those females that do read my blog please do not EVER tell me i am a nice guy. You can tell me i am an asshole, bastard, jerk, *chinese bad word, I don't care. Just do not label me as a NICE guy. When you are introducing me to your friends just tell them . ( " HI ! This is Chia, He is the worst fucked up bastard you will ever meet. Don't get near him "). I would love such an intro. So whats wrong with being a nice guy. Well i will tell you whats wrong. Its totally offensive. Its just not right. I have heard enough from girls saying that they want a SIMPLE, fucked-up NICE GUY and yet they go around romping with the closest jerk they can find.

The truth is girls don't want nice guys. They just want them for emotional support while they are being tortured by the jerks around them. Hey they get the best of both world. They get to have physical intimacy(JERK) and emotional support(NICE). Woo hoo. Great tactics/training. Time and time again i have heard girls complaining that their boyfriend is a jerk and yet they are ready to tear off their cloths once their JERK bf give them a booty call. If girls ever wanted a NICE guy i am sure they won't be single. In fact as time goes by i am turning into one of the JERKS myself, though its a little too late to start. Heck you need to start somewhere. Just as everything is going fine , one girls have to say " Chia, you are a nice guy! " . What the fuck is that. Here i am transforming into a JERK and the next minute she said that crap. I mean at that particular moment i would rather cut my arms and legs off MYSELF than to hear that shit. Being a Nice Guy suck in every possible way. You need time, energy and effort to became a NICE guy. Being a Jerk on the other hand is much better. You will have more time,money and energy for yourself. However it takes patient and practise to venture into the dark side. You cant became a Sith overnight. I still fell the urges (Light Force) whenever a beggar come by. It's Ok, the dark side will consume me sooner or later. Singlehood is getting better by the day. More money and time for me.

Oh.. for now.... If i ever hear even the slightest indication of the NICE GUY SYNDROME on me. I swear i will just take a fork and poke my eyeballs outs. ARggghhhhhhshhh.

Rambo 4 (Last Drop of Blood)...

4 April 2005 Mon
Drop Zone: Tag Paintball Headquarter.

It a hot humid day. I was briefed on the mission objectives. My team consist of of 8 highly trained soldiers. I can only remember 6 of their name: Gary the Bodyguard, Sharon the Blind, Roy the Scouts, Tham the Demolition specialist, Daniel the Terminator and Richard the Tunneller. The mission was to Search 'n Destroy 8 technologically enhanced super terrorist. Little is known about the enemy except those that went after them never came back alive. We pack our bags and weapon (a carbine fully automated rifle). I was denied to bring along my Rambo knife as I was told such weapon would not hurt the enemy. Our main objective was to bring down their communication tower before bringing back their weapon cache. We planned everything, but if there is one thing i learn from war, its nothing ever falls according to plan.

2 :45 p.m:
We were ambushed. The first shot hit me in the stomach. Luckily i had body armour on. It stills hurt like shit though. The enemy was unlike i have seen before. They must have known we were coming and they were pretty well prepared. Their aim is flawless due to their technologically enhanced weaponary. I had multiple shrapnel that came close to shaving my head off. Our team was pin down by enemy fire and I had a hard time defending myself. I did not know what had happen to the rest of the team. We were on our own. I had too crawl to one of the enemy dead body to retrieve their ammo and weapon. I ran out of them. ( A knife would do wonders now). With limited ammo i push on hoping that my teamates would survive the onslaught. On my way to the communication tower I found 2 body of my teamates. (Ironically i didnt remember their name). Suddenly i heard footsteps from the back and as i turn to fire i saw, Roy the Scouts.(He was lucky i did not pull on the trigger yet.) Both of us headed to the communication tower. I could hear gun battles upfront. We saw Gary and Sharon pin down by enemy fire. As usual Gary would be protecting his short sighted Sharon. Sharon has a hard time aiming at the enemy due to her eyesight. (She must have some special ability unknown to the rest of us.) Garywas doing a great job covering her when he got hit in the shoulder. All of a sudden i saw one of the enemy got shot by one of Sharon's stray bullet. Now i know her special ability is --- its pure LUCK. There are at least 5 more enemy left on the communication tower. With Gary out of action, the team is finding it difficult to curb with the advancing enemy forces.

3:00 p.m:
We were pin down for quite some time now. The enemies has much more ammo than us. Perhaps they are familiar with urban style combat. Our best urban tactical specialist, Daniel the Terminator was no where to be seen. Bullets are still flying inches above my head. Suddenly i could hear a scream from the enemy territory. I peek out and saw Richard the Tunneller appearing behind one of the enemy outpost and basically slaughter him like a pig. That gave the team the much needed boost of morale. However the victory was short lived as i saw Richard being gun downed by enemy sniper. Sharon was still aiming like a chicken but somehow manage to scare off the enemy for a while. Roy was at the frontline by now scouting for enemys position. There is still no word from Daniel. I crawl my way to Gary to check on his wound. Its was serious. He would not last long without medical assistance. Sharon was already crying. Poor girl. Tham was lying next to her still cluching to his rifle. ( A good soldier indeed).

3:10 p.m:
I saw Roy running back to us. 'Enemy's at 3' o clock' he yelled before he got shot in the butt by a sniper. I took out my rifle and fired at the enemy. Roy managed to hide behind a pillar. 'Thnngqq' I heard a bullet went pass me. The sniper is still out there somewhere. Roy said that he saw Daniel setting up charges on the telecommunication tower. How he manage to get pass enemy line is beyond my tactical training. Boom! the telecommunication tower fell. I gave signal to Roy and Sharon for a final showdown. We charge at the enemy. Bullets was flying everywhere. Roy went down under a hail of bullets. Sharon was gunned down too but not before she take down 2 other enemies. I was lucky they were running in front of me or else i would be gunned down too. I manage to hit another enemy just before he has finished reloading. I looked around for any surviving enemies. Bang! a faint shot was fired from a distance. I felt a sudden pain on my neck. Damn, i have been hit. As i lose my consiousness i saw a shadowy figure standing beside me. It's Daniel. Did he manage to kill the sniper or is he the sniper himself? I will never know. I lay in a pool of blood besides my comrade. Rambo was gone. Ahhhh... Death is calm and peaceful.* Pics will be uploaded shortly

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