Yes. On the 20th to be precise.
tt.
Showing posts with label home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label home. Show all posts
Monday, January 11, 2010
Thursday, May 14, 2009
The Grass Always Grows Greener
over at Kinrara, Puchong.
Its just being here, the distortion of what u remember it bein like back home and then there is no lah-ing at every end of a sentence. No ramly burgers. No nasi lemak that actually tastes like nasi lemak.
Dang, layaning jiwang is becomin very much of a norm these days. I succumb to this mood most noticably when mi playlist hits Michael Buble's Home, almost instantly i fall into this rather dark gloomy state. Most times, with the homesickness, the ugly memories of the past comes creepin in. Just like zombies on yur lawn, they just keep comin and they'll fckin feast on yur brain.
Sigh.
U'd go, ...
I'd say, imma needa my fixah. I needa.
tt.
Its just being here, the distortion of what u remember it bein like back home and then there is no lah-ing at every end of a sentence. No ramly burgers. No nasi lemak that actually tastes like nasi lemak.
Dang, layaning jiwang is becomin very much of a norm these days. I succumb to this mood most noticably when mi playlist hits Michael Buble's Home, almost instantly i fall into this rather dark gloomy state. Most times, with the homesickness, the ugly memories of the past comes creepin in. Just like zombies on yur lawn, they just keep comin and they'll fckin feast on yur brain.
Sigh.
U'd go, ...
I'd say, imma needa my fixah. I needa.
tt.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Next Stop, KLIA
26th November 2007;
Just made an arrival at the Sydney Airport. My next flight, to Malaysia that is, departs tommorow, the 27th at 1255pm. So, ye, i'm stranded here fer anotha 18hrs, down with 2 options, either get miself an accomodation here fer the night(prolly, Backpackers) or to hang about in the aiport. Being the cheapskate i am, your bet yur blu arse i'd be opting for the latter. Its not gonna be that hard i reckon, or at least, i hope. I've got The Power Myth to help me kill some time, plus, so many pretty faces wherever i turn. Cuci mata until eye sore dy. Ohh, and did i mention the free internet service? LOL.
Sydney is awesomeness! Seriously! So many pretty faces, so many asians and the people are so nice. Earlier, i had to take a train to the international airport from the domestic airport, and the train, get this, was a double decker! How cool is that?! To be in the subway platform watchin the train slowly swooshing to its stop, with not one, but two layers of hot figures and pretty faces
lookin out at you, or actually, the platform itself, which of course, is the blatant truth.
Wish i could've gone to the city and check out more of this place, *winks* if u know wat i mean, but to do that all alone, NOT FUN. I wish i had Vicky or Thines, or anyone fer that matter, to be travellin with. Its really a bore to be alone in a city thronging with beauites and have no one to nudge when one walks past.
I've gotta bid this station goodbye for now. There's a GORGEOUS lookin thang waitin to use the internet and i'd hate miself if i made her wait any longer. I shall be the perfect gentleman and offer her my spot.
Ye,will do that!
Laters!
tt.
Just made an arrival at the Sydney Airport. My next flight, to Malaysia that is, departs tommorow, the 27th at 1255pm. So, ye, i'm stranded here fer anotha 18hrs, down with 2 options, either get miself an accomodation here fer the night(prolly, Backpackers) or to hang about in the aiport. Being the cheapskate i am, your bet yur blu arse i'd be opting for the latter. Its not gonna be that hard i reckon, or at least, i hope. I've got The Power Myth to help me kill some time, plus, so many pretty faces wherever i turn. Cuci mata until eye sore dy. Ohh, and did i mention the free internet service? LOL.
Sydney is awesomeness! Seriously! So many pretty faces, so many asians and the people are so nice. Earlier, i had to take a train to the international airport from the domestic airport, and the train, get this, was a double decker! How cool is that?! To be in the subway platform watchin the train slowly swooshing to its stop, with not one, but two layers of hot figures and pretty faces
lookin out at you, or actually, the platform itself, which of course, is the blatant truth.
Wish i could've gone to the city and check out more of this place, *winks* if u know wat i mean, but to do that all alone, NOT FUN. I wish i had Vicky or Thines, or anyone fer that matter, to be travellin with. Its really a bore to be alone in a city thronging with beauites and have no one to nudge when one walks past.
I've gotta bid this station goodbye for now. There's a GORGEOUS lookin thang waitin to use the internet and i'd hate miself if i made her wait any longer. I shall be the perfect gentleman and offer her my spot.
Ye,will do that!
Laters!
tt.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Not So Shytty Friday
Fridays. Haiih. Suprisingly this friday was not really that bad on me. Truth to be said, i don't really hate fridays as bad. Just that, certain events that took place in mi life had forced 'newfound' hatred to it. Ye, but like anything, i shud be able to get over it, in time.
Earlier today, i made a few purchases fer mi family back home. I don't usually get gifts fer ppl, but almost a year down in this shythole, i kinda felt obliged to get sumthing fer mi folks and three bros back home.
Amma and Appa - got them both a matchin pair of cups. It reads 'MUM" and 'DAD' respectively and each has a jiwang message in the inside of the cup.
Aravind- got him a whisky flask. An empty one mind you.
Ganesh- he's got a JimBeam bag. Awesome in black and red.
Navin- 5 hot wheels, 2 classic muscles, 2 pimped-outs and a Chevy SUV.
Friends- assorted bumper stickers and prolly ciggies and thanny wen i'm at the duty free shop.
Mi room internet is down. Opted to use the comps in the campus lab instead. Its not the same as writin in mi room. There's just sumthing way too cool bout havin a glass of whisky by mi side to accompany me thruout the post ala Hank Moody(Californication). Cool la. LOL. Awesome feel to it.
Today, i did sumthin i've always wanted to do. Try and learn to play the guitar. Never thot it'd be so hard, no worries tho, i had and will have the privilege of having Ken to guide me thruout. Sifu Ken is actually not at all bad handlin one of thems(obvious apple polishin eh!). Ye, after discussin bout my future free lessons and stuff, him and the rest planned to head to Huat's house fer a swim. AAAhhh..and wasnt i glad that i tagged along. The highlight of the day was prolly havin three of mi frens lift me up hi and cannon me foward towrds the far end of the pool. AWESOMENESSS!, twas definitely an intense adrenaline rush. Aah, and the day with the buds ended with a splash, quite literally.
Found out sumthing bout Ken today, he's got this 'theme song' thing goin on, i didnt know he was into this song that much. Get this, he plays this song alot, if u were walk up to his lappie, u'll notice the media player is most prolly playin this song, wen the phone rings, its this song again and heck, if u were to ride with him in his car, ye! u'll be greeted to this song.. again! LOL. Crazy fck!
Off to packin now, LOL, packin up has never been more fun!
Gonna be gigglin all the way back to mi room!
Nasi Lemak! Here i come!
tt.
Earlier today, i made a few purchases fer mi family back home. I don't usually get gifts fer ppl, but almost a year down in this shythole, i kinda felt obliged to get sumthing fer mi folks and three bros back home.
Amma and Appa - got them both a matchin pair of cups. It reads 'MUM" and 'DAD' respectively and each has a jiwang message in the inside of the cup.
Aravind- got him a whisky flask. An empty one mind you.
Ganesh- he's got a JimBeam bag. Awesome in black and red.
Navin- 5 hot wheels, 2 classic muscles, 2 pimped-outs and a Chevy SUV.
Friends- assorted bumper stickers and prolly ciggies and thanny wen i'm at the duty free shop.
Mi room internet is down. Opted to use the comps in the campus lab instead. Its not the same as writin in mi room. There's just sumthing way too cool bout havin a glass of whisky by mi side to accompany me thruout the post ala Hank Moody(Californication). Cool la. LOL. Awesome feel to it.
Today, i did sumthin i've always wanted to do. Try and learn to play the guitar. Never thot it'd be so hard, no worries tho, i had and will have the privilege of having Ken to guide me thruout. Sifu Ken is actually not at all bad handlin one of thems(obvious apple polishin eh!). Ye, after discussin bout my future free lessons and stuff, him and the rest planned to head to Huat's house fer a swim. AAAhhh..and wasnt i glad that i tagged along. The highlight of the day was prolly havin three of mi frens lift me up hi and cannon me foward towrds the far end of the pool. AWESOMENESSS!, twas definitely an intense adrenaline rush. Aah, and the day with the buds ended with a splash, quite literally.
Found out sumthing bout Ken today, he's got this 'theme song' thing goin on, i didnt know he was into this song that much. Get this, he plays this song alot, if u were walk up to his lappie, u'll notice the media player is most prolly playin this song, wen the phone rings, its this song again and heck, if u were to ride with him in his car, ye! u'll be greeted to this song.. again! LOL. Crazy fck!
Off to packin now, LOL, packin up has never been more fun!
Gonna be gigglin all the way back to mi room!
Nasi Lemak! Here i come!
tt.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Life Flashed Before Mi Eyes
Today, i did sumthing bad. I could swear it was the workings of that lil red dude with horns, a tail and a pitchfork seated on my left shoulder. Sigh. I very much detest this part of me that gives in easily to a certain sin. Its not like i've never tried strappin miself to the virtuous ways. I have, but, ye, i sppose he got the best of me... again.
When i got home, i took a quik sip of whisky, off the bottle and dropped on my bed, shut my eyes tryin hard to empty my mind of the sinful act i've just commited. But just then, fragments of my life flashed before my eyes. What had been, what's becomin, what's gonna be; all in a matter of seconds. I must say, i did not like it one bit. I am 26 la now, fer cryin out loud! I shud be able to say i've done this and that, or at least, denote on being almost settled.
Sighs. Even with mi eyes closed, dust still finds its way in.
I'm sick and tired to always fall prey to this me. For once, i wanna look at miself in the mirror and say, 'Thevan, u did good, u sure did! U THA MAN!". It's a luxury i've yet to experience in this phase of mi life. I feel like.. actually, i know i've failed so many, either directly or indirectly. I can only say, i'm sorry. I'm sorry i let u all down.
Home is just 8 days away now. The excitement of goin home is slowly flakin, and am beginin to have doubts on whether i shud go home. The option on the other hand is to stay here, in this shythole and work mi blu arse off in a farm(end-yr gig). A gig that pays well, or so i've been told, close to 3.5k AUD in 6 weeks. 6 weeks of mental and physical torture. Would i be man enough to throw away my flight ticket and heed to this 'oppurtunity' or will i just chicken out, like how i've always done. I've got less than a week to find out.
~For now, Thanny jugak.
tt.
When i got home, i took a quik sip of whisky, off the bottle and dropped on my bed, shut my eyes tryin hard to empty my mind of the sinful act i've just commited. But just then, fragments of my life flashed before my eyes. What had been, what's becomin, what's gonna be; all in a matter of seconds. I must say, i did not like it one bit. I am 26 la now, fer cryin out loud! I shud be able to say i've done this and that, or at least, denote on being almost settled.
Sighs. Even with mi eyes closed, dust still finds its way in.
I'm sick and tired to always fall prey to this me. For once, i wanna look at miself in the mirror and say, 'Thevan, u did good, u sure did! U THA MAN!". It's a luxury i've yet to experience in this phase of mi life. I feel like.. actually, i know i've failed so many, either directly or indirectly. I can only say, i'm sorry. I'm sorry i let u all down.
Home is just 8 days away now. The excitement of goin home is slowly flakin, and am beginin to have doubts on whether i shud go home. The option on the other hand is to stay here, in this shythole and work mi blu arse off in a farm(end-yr gig). A gig that pays well, or so i've been told, close to 3.5k AUD in 6 weeks. 6 weeks of mental and physical torture. Would i be man enough to throw away my flight ticket and heed to this 'oppurtunity' or will i just chicken out, like how i've always done. I've got less than a week to find out.
~For now, Thanny jugak.
tt.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Bluffin My Blu Arse Away
Ye, guess the hiatus ain't gonna happen anytime soon eh. It prolly won't, until i take the flight home; and that'll be in;
45 days and counting.
AAahhhh... fckin love the idea of goin home, but to know i'll never get to Deepavali with my family this year ard too, sighs, simply saddening. I've missed 3 Deepavali's already. Ye, sure they save the murukku's and that sweet ball thingy and all that.. but.. its not the same la.. sighs. Oooh, oooh, usually be @ granma's place for Deep's, missing the oil bath early in the Deepavali morn, racing with 20 other cousins fer the bath, prayers, ohhh ohhh; Get this, we literally pick out a goat and some chickens fr the bckyrd, love the pickin out sessions but hate the butchery later on tho. LOL, I'll always find some good xcuse to avoid fr being in the kitchen when they do that..iyaa... miss home dy la. i WANNA GO HOME !!!
Damn. I'm addicted to Scrabolous on FaceBook. Here I am in the wee hrs of the morn, refreshin my board every 1 min to see if its my turn. But no. No one is online... i'm left alone, succumbin to this fckd up feeling, and the the tinkers, yet again go, "Ye, of course they're not!, unlike u, they fckin have a life! so move on already btcharse!". Blek.
Also been reading up on random peoples blog. Its sumthing i'm doin quite alot nowadays. It can be so 'much fun'(if u are stuck in a shythole that is) and educative i tell you.
Came across a few blogs that was 'bookmarks' worthy and i thot i'd share a couple or mo of ones that made my 'bookmark'. so here u go;
Post Secret (watch the u-tube trailer, awesomeness)
The Blogger Mom
Kav's Kollage
Special Report
The World's Billionaires
03.08.07, 6:00 PM ET
nota bene:
hmmm.. ye, i am fully aware that mi blog posts comes off a lil malformed. In case u haven't it's bcos i lack the continuity in my posts, ye, never had the flair in writing, plus, i never finish a post in one sitting :p, the occasional ciggy breaks, the idiot box, the smart box and what not.
tt.
45 days and counting.
AAahhhh... fckin love the idea of goin home, but to know i'll never get to Deepavali with my family this year ard too, sighs, simply saddening. I've missed 3 Deepavali's already. Ye, sure they save the murukku's and that sweet ball thingy and all that.. but.. its not the same la.. sighs. Oooh, oooh, usually be @ granma's place for Deep's, missing the oil bath early in the Deepavali morn, racing with 20 other cousins fer the bath, prayers, ohhh ohhh; Get this, we literally pick out a goat and some chickens fr the bckyrd, love the pickin out sessions but hate the butchery later on tho. LOL, I'll always find some good xcuse to avoid fr being in the kitchen when they do that..iyaa... miss home dy la. i WANNA GO HOME !!!
Damn. I'm addicted to Scrabolous on FaceBook. Here I am in the wee hrs of the morn, refreshin my board every 1 min to see if its my turn. But no. No one is online... i'm left alone, succumbin to this fckd up feeling, and the the tinkers, yet again go, "Ye, of course they're not!, unlike u, they fckin have a life! so move on already btcharse!". Blek.
Also been reading up on random peoples blog. Its sumthing i'm doin quite alot nowadays. It can be so 'much fun'(if u are stuck in a shythole that is) and educative i tell you.
Came across a few blogs that was 'bookmarks' worthy and i thot i'd share a couple or mo of ones that made my 'bookmark'. so here u go;
Post Secret (watch the u-tube trailer, awesomeness)
The Blogger Mom
Kav's Kollage
Special Report
The World's Billionaires
03.08.07, 6:00 PM ET
Region is |
| Rank | Name | Citizenship | Age | Net Worth ($bil) | Residence |
| 9 | Li Ka-shing | Hong Kong | 78 | 23.0 | Hong Kong |
| 14 | Mukesh Ambani | India | 49 | 20.1 | India |
| 18 | Anil Ambani | India | 47 | 18.2 | India |
| 21 | Azim Premji | India | 61 | 17.1 | India |
| 22 | Lee Shau Kee | Hong Kong | 79 | 17.0 | Hong Kong |
| 31 | Raymond, Thomas & Walter Kwok | Hong Kong | NA | 15.0 | Hong Kong |
| 62 | Kushal Pal Singh | India | 75 | 10.0 | India |
| 69 | Sunil Mittal & family | India | 49 | 9.5 | India |
| 86 | Kumar Birla | India | 39 | 8.0 | India |
| 86 | Shashi & Ravi Ruia | India | NA | 8.0 | India |
| 104 | Stanley Ho | Hong Kong | 85 | 7.0 | Hong Kong |
| 104 | Tsai Hong-tu & family | Taiwan | 54 | 7.0 | Taiwan |
| 104 | Robert Kuok | Malaysia | 83 | 7.0 | Hong Kong |
| 113 | Cheng Yu-tung | Hong Kong | 81 | 6.5 | Hong Kong |
| 114 | Ramesh Chandra | India | 67 | 6.4 | India |
| 118 | Ng Teng Fong | Singapore | 78 | 6.1 | Singapore |
| 119 | Ananda Krishnan | Malaysia | 68 | 6.0 | Malaysia |
| 129 | Masayoshi Son | Japan | 49 | 5.8 | Japan |
| 132 | Akira Mori & family | Japan | 69 | 5.7 | Japan |
| 137 | Pallonji Mistry | India | 77 | 5.6 | India |
| 142 | Terry Gou | Taiwan | 56 | 5.5 | Taiwan |
| 142 | James Packer | Australia | 39 | 5.5 | Australia |
| 152 | Michael Kadoorie & family | Hong Kong | 66 | 5.3 | Hong Kong |
| 157 | YC Wang & family | Taiwan | 90 | 5.1 | Taiwan |
| 167 | Nobutada Saji & family | Japan | 61 | 4.7 | Japan |
nota bene:
hmmm.. ye, i am fully aware that mi blog posts comes off a lil malformed. In case u haven't it's bcos i lack the continuity in my posts, ye, never had the flair in writing, plus, i never finish a post in one sitting :p, the occasional ciggy breaks, the idiot box, the smart box and what not.
tt.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
awaitin Flight JQ 65
aah, finally got my flight tickets yesterday. man, am i glad i finally got that transaction made... but the weird thing was, the whole ordeal was not as enticing as i thot it'd be. i'm kinda confused. shud i be really goin home wen i could spend a few months stayin over to earn sum good cash here? or.. shud i just go home to expect sumthing remotely possible off a certain sumone? sigh.. no matter how much i try n bluff miself, the truth is, i am goin home with the hopes to re-kindle a lost forgotten feeling. in denial can u say?
i really shudnt be hopin fer that, cos there's a rather high possibilty of it lookin back at me straight in the eye and givin me a real hard slap of the harsh reality. sigh..watever will be, will be. errgh...arrrghh..eerrghh..geram la. fck tis shyt ..heed yur friends advice theva, for they haf been in the same crap as u, one too many times already...learn from their mistakes, or rather, experiences theva ...learn.
sigh.. gettin back to the the idea of goin home for the summer hols, man i cannot wait to get home and fckin gluttonize on all the fabulous msian food. 1st on the list would be a coupla dishes of dad's home cooking, and once i'm done with that, u better watchout nasi lemak! i've got all eyes on u... i'm gonna fckin compliment u with telur fckin mata kerbau, n den kasi nasi fckin tambah plus ayam fckin goreng and fckin banjir it with sambal. iyoo...hungry dy la. Ah Kian ...Chun Fei...wen can i come yur house makan busak again ??? :)
its a killing wait, 93 days to be precise. thats anotha 14 sundays, 14 mondays, an average of 14 days of days of the week... its 0nly 14 wat..not really that long rite? rite? sumone, convincingly assure me that its not gonna be a long wait. :
sigh..
ooh look at the time now, its time fer william grant's family reserve session, and HEY, in a coupla minutes, one sunday down, 13 more left....
Midnight Oil. Click here to read tis awesome piece.Excerpt :
"I just stay up late
And procrastinate
Outpaced by the pace of my uncertain fate
I won’t take much longer but I’ll be worth the wait
‘Cause I’m burnin’ the Midnight Oil"
off i go now,
wankalicioustev
i really shudnt be hopin fer that, cos there's a rather high possibilty of it lookin back at me straight in the eye and givin me a real hard slap of the harsh reality. sigh..watever will be, will be. errgh...arrrghh..eerrghh..geram la. fck tis shyt ..heed yur friends advice theva, for they haf been in the same crap as u, one too many times already...learn from their mistakes, or rather, experiences theva ...learn.
sigh.. gettin back to the the idea of goin home for the summer hols, man i cannot wait to get home and fckin gluttonize on all the fabulous msian food. 1st on the list would be a coupla dishes of dad's home cooking, and once i'm done with that, u better watchout nasi lemak! i've got all eyes on u... i'm gonna fckin compliment u with telur fckin mata kerbau, n den kasi nasi fckin tambah plus ayam fckin goreng and fckin banjir it with sambal. iyoo...hungry dy la. Ah Kian ...Chun Fei...wen can i come yur house makan busak again ??? :)its a killing wait, 93 days to be precise. thats anotha 14 sundays, 14 mondays, an average of 14 days of days of the week... its 0nly 14 wat..not really that long rite? rite? sumone, convincingly assure me that its not gonna be a long wait. :
sigh..
ooh look at the time now, its time fer william grant's family reserve session, and HEY, in a coupla minutes, one sunday down, 13 more left....
Midnight Oil. Click here to read tis awesome piece.Excerpt :
"I just stay up late
And procrastinate
Outpaced by the pace of my uncertain fate
I won’t take much longer but I’ll be worth the wait
‘Cause I’m burnin’ the Midnight Oil"
off i go now,
wankalicioustev
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