Why Do Men Have Nipples? No Answers Here!

Gdday all!

I had an exam last Saturday, and i think it went ok. Much better than ok actually, but ye, will see. 2 more papers up nxt week and still yet to start on those two. Haih, wish me luck on gettin started!

Neways, this post was inspired by a weird random thot i had wen i was havin a ciggie break from studies for that Saturday paper. Like always, went out fer a ciggie break topless, and as i was admiring mi 'awesome' physique, mi dark nipples caught mi attention and that mi friends, instigated a coupla questions. Really! Why in the beegeez do i have a pair of nipples? Why the fck do men have nipples? Wtf for?

I could understand why women have them. Obviously, fer us horny blokes to suck on! Owh, and there is babies. BUT WHY THE FCK DO WE MEN HAVE NIPPLES???!!

Clearly this random thot was interferin with my last minute of crampin formulas into mi head. So i did wat any dude in that position would do, i fondld them fer abit (I had to do sumthin!) - just to see if anything happend. Nah, nuthin. Hence i concluded that it had to be some sorta prank played upon us men, by our Creatzors. I left it at that.

Today, after 15 episodes of Simpsons(relevant?), i recalled that thot and did a lil googlin'.. and owhhh, fellas, u'd be, heck, I AM, surprised to know, that it wasnt only i, who have ponderd on that. Here's an excerpt from a site;

"Why do men have nipples? - Great thinkers, from Aristotle to Darwin, have pondered this question."

Are u ponderin still? Scratch yur head no mo! Go google - Why Do Men Have Nipples?


Nipplified,

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The 周末 - II

The Weekend - II
*updated with pics

Hah! 1st, allow me to explain my last post. I was drunk that night. I know, i know. Why take all the trouble to log in and write a post eh? Well, lemme re-establish the fact that this place is really the shythole i claim it to be. Really. There's nothing much one could do when left all alone here. (friend left me alone with his comp fer a bit while they're sendin the rest home, :p)


That sunday night wasnt that bad tho. It compensated to the lousy week i had, with great company of friends, great activities, great drinkin session, and hey, i even learnt that people - most people in Quanzhdong, China eat almost anything. Girraffes, elephants, bats, cats, dogs, snakes, crocs, pig hooves? and a lot mo. Oh and they can even finish a whole chicken drumstick with no remains. Empty plate, No bones, no nothing! Nada!

Earlier that Sunday, we had the traditional aussie barbie,minus the aussies, followed by an intense game of basketball and twas 'The Cri' for the evening. Now, lemme tell you sumthing about 'The Cri';
I've heard alot about it over the past 1 1/2 years i've been here but have not visited the place, not until last Sunday. 'The Cri' may look like any other pub, with outdoor settings aplenty, pool tables and all that comes along with a pub but, ah, it's foolish to simply assume so, for this pub offers an extra, a bonus. A WET TEE Sunday!




Wet Tee Sunday = whole buncha peeps from all corners of this shythole, packin in a confined space, hungry for some action. Lady volunteers from the floor gets up on stage, gets wet, yummilicious-es herself, strip teases(if they want too only), leaving many, many happy blokes cheering! You may ask, why in the bee geez would any chic wanna go up on stage and parade themselves in sucha manner? Well, here's why;

1. Wild ladies all boozed up. Need i say mo?

2. The winner, judging from the cheers generated from the crowd, takes home a hefty 700AUD, runner-up wins 200AUD.... i think....

The winner that night was some hottie with great moves and a helluva great tits! She fckin deserved that win.



Headed home after that awesome experience, stocked up on booze, gathered up mo buddies, and the night indefinitely began!..






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GC- The Night Was An Allure

The night = Great company+weird gay drinks+moon+clouds+stars+GC,S.Paradise

Awesomenesss. That was las night. Nights like that, as awesome as it was, was only a temporal state of euphory. Find miself lookin to the horizon with ample of questions in mi head that needs answers, and yet.....

There is just something about good times and how good moments like that work. It is like the joy obtained then is directly proportionate to the amount of despair u'll sit thru in the nearest future. With that said, i have to fend miself from engaging in a night like that. I know i should, but, sighs.. the thoughts of gettin back to the shythole.. AAarrrggGggghhhHhhhhh... nuff said.

Back to sessions with mi dear ol' friend, Grants.




n.b.: in brisbane for a week before headin back to the shythole.


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It's 2008 already?

Its 2008. So?
Q: Why bother taxing ourselves when the new year is just another day?
A: The magic of booze i reckon.


Ooh. I haf to say this. I did not now twas gonna be a new year until 5hrs before. Really! I mean, i know twas around the corner and closin up, but i was completely oblivious twas the 31st until a friend brought it up when were were futsalin.

This is how i usher'd in the new year.
Watched American Dad. Booz'd up in the process. Went out fer a drive to the 'BrickCity'. Got back. Booz'd up sommore. Banged our heads and screamed along to some music. Watched a lil tv before goin to bed. Oh, and i think i might haf wanked before goin to bed. Blek.

Was it any different than Christmas? Nope, not really. Will be any different for Thines's birthday? Nope, don't think so. All in all, these 'special' days are all really a license to get wasted. LOVE 'EM for it!


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Nasi Lemak - An Alcohol Induced Entry

Tip~ Never consume alcohol when you are feelin all blu. It does sumthin to you. It forces 'dust to get in the eyes', instead go chocolates, or nasi lemak!

I was havin my usual Grants Family Reserve while packin up my stuffs and i realised i had alot of loose papers, consistin of notes, reminders, bills, receipts bank statements and stuff. Ye, so i ransacked the entire bunch to make sure i wanst ditchin anythin important and i came across something totally unexpected. Sumthin i thot i already got rid of. I was wrong, and already being half intoxicated, alochol worked its 'magic'. I cudnt do anything much after that. Just sat down on the pile of clothes on mi bed and layaned the jiwangness. I cud've used some companionship, but none were avail, LOL, and ye, you guessed it, the next best thing to a companion, is alcohol. Or so i thot.

The more alcohol i downd, the more blu i got, so i decided to put the session to an halt, fer the time being. Rolled one up, lit it up smoked it up, and still no gettin rid of the bluness, so here i am ramblin thru the write as a last resort. I must say, bloggin is definitely therapeutic. I'm feelin much better already. Thots of nasi lemak replace the sorrow, the white lemak'd rice, bright red sambal, the liquidy yolk of a mata kerbau, funny how they call mata kerbau the sunny side up, innit? the kacangs and a chicken breast goreng fer that exta oomph!

*LOL, watch me digress :)

This pic is ripped off a previous post.(clik to read)
OOh nasi lemak, tak lama lagi until i fckin fck u up! Just u wait! Man, i fckin love nasi lemak! I miself failed to recognize how much i was into nasi lemak when i was back home. Took it fer granted you can say.

A typical Thevan order; "Anne! nasi lemak onne, nasi kasi tambah, sambal taruh lebih sikit, telur kasi mata kerbau" takes a sip of the pre-ordered teh tarik, and continues, "anne, ayam goreng oso la, gimme nice nice fat fat one k!". Damn.. stomach growlin dy.
The best thing about malasysia mi friends, is the food, and the language. Both oso can kasi rojak baik-baik punya!

The politics however, is in dire need of a reformation. Hope things go well down there, for a better Malaysia.
Fer a read on wats the fuss is all about, subscribe to;
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http://blog.kavilan.com/


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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.



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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

Region is

Asia & Australia Europe & Russia Latin America Middle East & Africa North America

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.



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Nasi Lemak Oh Nasi Lemak, Di Mana Ngkau

AARrrGGggggGGHHhhgghhhHh !!!
I shud not be layan-ing this shyt now, i know .. i know.. but i can't help it, there's these tinkers workin deep inside mi head, 2 of them to be xact, makin a mess out of it! I see them! Shoo-Shoo. Go away now, leave me alone.

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Never had telur mata kerbau for brekky, twas penkek's with maple sirap (typo was intended) instead. Sigh.. i'd give anything for a plate of good ol' m'sian nasi lemak with telur mata kerbau, and kasi nasi tambah mind u.

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Dust hits the eye, as i look to the Horizon.

sigh.. so here i am, on a saturday night, sippin away on the william grant's family reserve, when the world is out there on the lawn havin a blast at the water party. Just went out a bit, fer a ciggy, and i'd have to say, it looks like fun out there. The water balloons, the poorly erected pool, water machine guns, the GIRLS in bikini's, the alcohol and the good ol' fashioned aussie barbi... and yet, here i am, ploddin thru my weekend, utterly clueless of the way i'm feeling right now.

sigh.. amidst the noise the party-goers're making outside, i can still somehow hear tis faint voice in mi head, sayin, "okie, fine theva! if u r gonna be sittin in yur room, doin nuthin but being miserable, u might as well as get started on yur lab journal or yur assignments. fck this shytty feelin n get back on yur feet, u biatch!". If only i could heed the words of mi wise head. sigh..if onlies, we all have our 'if-onlies", don't we?

AAAARRRRRGGGHHHH...fck tis, i'm off fer anotha smokes!

Pick up the sadness, toss it away. Look to the horizon, sunset's smiling at the day.
-dan smerglia-

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Thats the way the cookie crumbles !

aarrrghh...y are the thots of her still not out of my head yet ?!
i spent too much time reminiscing on all the good times we had together.. and the bad, the courtship period, the accidental darling's, escapades .. the list goes on.
i know i shoudnt be doin this, but its just so damn hard, i'm in dire need to vent out this ugly feeling. it's easy for some to bottle up their feelings and act as if nuthing happend, its not fer me; i'm much more of a clamorous being, i need to channel my frus sumwhere, and with opting to use this blog to do just dat, i'll spare u, my frens, i'll spare u of my whines and whimpers.

just last weekend, i packd every thing i had that reminded me of her, into a gift box..lol..ye..a gift box. its wasnt an easy thing to do especially if u happen to be one of those guys who's extremely sentimental(yeh, me veli the sentimental one), holding on to every significant/insignificant(once again, this is a very subjective matter) little details of physical memory. sighh..i assumed, by doin all that, mi mind will be spared of this depressin feelings..sigh..how wrong can i get !

i miss her la...i miss her so so much. sigh..i miss long escapading with that gorgeous lookin thang, miss the way she rolls her eyes... the puppy dog eyes, she calls it; i miss doin lotsa things, most of it is best not mentiond.
ooh ooh.. and she has the sexiest looking butt la, the BEST..serious..the way it yields when she walks. aaaaarrrrrghhhhhhhh...arrrghhhhhhhh !!!! is it really possible to forget? if so, do they haf ..like an easier way to deal with these phase just before u forget... like a painkiller or sum shyt like dat?
aarghhh, i am damned.

guess thats just the way the cookie crumbles ey?

off to class now, with the thots of her still in mi head, maybe a quik chug of the william grant's family reserve might help.. :p


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The Bloody Moon

As beautiful as it outside, set with the starlights and the cool breeze, mi mind still wudnt go to ease. not even the sight of the blood red moon cud afford to make me feel any better. it has been a soulwrecking year.
So ye, lets all fck tis lunar eclipse shyt aside, and focus on down'in The William Grant's Family Reserve.

tormemented, inside out.
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