Restaurant with the Japan guy.

Went to Murni Discovery (hence forth abbreviated as Restaurant with the Japan guy or RWTJG for short.) with Ash, Jou and Koks.

HAVE TO SAY:  THREE THUMBS UP!

Carbonara Meatball: RM15.

Nasi Goreng Marryland: RM10 (IT'S WORTH IT!)

PLUS, RWTJG also has the best desserts in the world.

LYCHEE HANDSOME BOY!

Things I have learned.

From tuition today:

-Arthur Pendragon = King of Knights.

-Gilgamesh of Uruk = King of Heroes.

-Chia Zi Cong = King of Gays.



From cutting my hair today:

-The much maligned "RM10 Indian Barbers" are as competent if not better than some "High-Calibre, Guarantee-Satisfied Salons" *cough*vesta*cough*

(This only applies to guys though.)



From jogging today:

-I am still crazy exhausted from yesterday night's vigorous and intense activity that left me sweating profusely all over and panting furiously. There were probably some bruises and scratches from a lot of physical engagement between our bodies. We constantly tried to get behind each other and kept going non-stop for two hours and it was really sapping. We touched the ball many many times and tried to keep it under control. We took a shot multiple times throughout the course and even though more often than not we miss the target, but we kept on going strong, not giving up until we finally hit the right spot. And oh my, what joy it brought us. We went into overdrive and shouted- no, screamed loudly with elation in unison. And then we resumed our activity once more, and then again, until our energy reserves were sucked away by the end and we could do nothing but lie down and pant with glee, but it was a happy night. I woke up the next day feeling a little weaker than I've been for a while.


...What? It's just futsal you horny bastards.


-Taman Tun park is ridiculously packed. I haven't been here during the evenings in a while and WHAT THE HECK, HAS THIS PLACE DEVELOPED INTO SOME TAMAN NEGARA NOWADAYS?

-The soya bean vendor is still good.

-Don't ever eat curry puffs before jogging if you value your life. Ever!

-I realized why I tire extremely fast while jogging sometimes. I tend to treat the 2000m run like a 200m sprint. *gallop gallop gallop* *ahhh very tired ahhh!*


From wandering the night market:

-Uncle Jit hasn't changed.

-Uncle Jit hurt his leg.

-Decapitated cow heads aren't half as disgusting as I imagined, but still disgusting.

-Lots of hobos are out (or brought out) begging for money at night markets.

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Speaking of hobos on the streets, do you all actually give them money?

My dad always says that it is a con, a fraud, a big lie, and I shouldn't give in to sympathy and get scammed.

But to be honest I've never heeded his comments. Personally, I usually give a little when I see them. If it helps them, it makes me a good deal happier. If it doesn't, and it's only a con, a ringgit or two is hardly anything I cannot afford to part with.

Plus I sort of made an oath to do so some time ago. =\

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From futsal yesterday:

-I'm not too terrible!

-I might have 'osteoporosis.' (-.-) My hipbone hurt a bit after the game.

-I get gashed easily.

-My toes are stub-prone.

-A goalkeeper that has a blunder is called "Ben Foster."

-A player that scores an own goal is called "Abou Diaby."

-A player that misses a penalty is called "John Terry."

-Anyone who laughs and comments on the above events continuously is called "Kanye West."

E.g.:

Yoyoyo, I know you wanna miss a penalty later, but did you know? John Terry missed the greatest penalty of all time!

Yoyoyo, I know you're gonna score an own goal soon, but did you know? Abou Diaby scored the greatest own goal of all time!

Yoyoyo, I know you're gonna have a blunder now, but did you know? Ben Foster made the greatest blunder of all time!


-And anybody that laughs at a "Kanye" joke is a "Beyonce."


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"It may not seem that way with my clothes on, but my body really isn't worth the jail time."

"... Either you're really insecure or your persecution complex has gone completely out of hand."

"You're trying to trick me again."

"... That explains."


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I despise it and there isn't really anything I can do about it. I despise it as if it's the most natural thing in the world to do. Even though I know it's just immature thinking, I still despise it.

I <3 Cesc.

Went over to Jon's place to watch Chelsea vs Liverpool with Koks, the Ngais and the Nguis.

As only 2 of the 7 gathered were supporters of either team, it turned out more like a joke fest than competitive spectacle.

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Carragher looks like Jim Carey.

Benayoun is a skeleton.

Skrtel is an alien.

Skrtel is also a Pokemon.

Drogba looks like an Indonesian maid.

Malouda looks even more like an Indonesian maid.

Hilario is hilarious.

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"Carragher is constipating on the floor wei."
"Nola, he waiting for Gerrard to come touch him."

"Walao, this Drogba, a bit then fall to the floor liau."
"Nola, he waiting for Terry to come touch him. Terry says: 'Drogba, don't worry, I'll massage you intimately later."
"Nola, Terry says: 'Drogba, don't act la, nobody's watching!"

"What is Skrtel doing wei!?"
"Skrtel is evolving! Press B to cancel! Skrtel has evolved into, Wrteltel!"

"What is Skrtel doing again wei!?"
"Skrtel is evolving-"
"SKRTEL USES BUBBLEBEAM! Anelka's speed fell by one level."

*Free-kick/Corner-kick*
"Diaby's gonna appear and head in a goal."
*Someone headers*
"OMG DIABY!"

*Free-kick/Corner-kick*
"Later Diaby's gonna come out."
"You think what, Kanye West ah?"
"Diaby, Diaby, I like you and I'ma let you finish-"
"Nola, it's Terry, Terry, I like you and I'ma let you finish, but did you know? DIABY SCORED THE BEST OWN GOAL OF ALL TIME!!!"

*Drogba falls down and writhes in pain*
"I'M GONNA SUE YOU, MAID ABUSE! MAID ABUSE!"

*Drogba falls down and his head collides with a Liverpool player's behind*
"HALP HALP, HE PUT HIS ASS ON MY HEAD! But I like."

*Mimics interviewer and Drogba*
"So Drogba, what do you have to say about the match?"
"Benayoun, good!" (Benayoun missed a one-on-one.)

*Mimics interviewer and Drogba*
"So Drogba, what do you have to say about the match?"
"I'm very happy. They treat me very nice. I think I can get bonus today. And maybe no need do dishes tomorrow."

"Eh? Hilario stand beside Drogba but never say anything?!?!"
"What you expect him to say? 'Hilario, please tell us a joke!?'"
"Hi, my name is Hilario. Isn't that hilarious!?!? HOHOHOHO!"

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lolfest.

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On another note.

6-2 to the Gunners! :D

Back to School.

Headed back to good ol' Damansara for reunion dinner. Not a lot of people that I don't get to meet much nowadays turned up, sadly. So didn't get to catch up with anyone much, only Andrea I guess, and she's not even my ex-classmate, lol!


That's me and sze being lazyworms! Heh. Talked with many teachers, and generally met quite a few people, though mostly juniors. I guess it's true that people's affinity towards their alma mater slowly fade with time. :|

Where's your sense of belonging!

The seniors didn't turn up but quite a good deal of the younger ones turned up. Was still relatively fun to watch the changes in people though. :D

And... After yesterday, I can safely conclude that Wai Seng is damn pat and Andrea is damn sampat.

=="

Cheerio.

Saturday, Not The Usual One.

Moon was shining brightly tonight. Hmmmm.

Me, looking like God. Mhmmmm.

'Liqi, what are you doing?'

'Replying message.'

'WHAT THE HECK, YOU JUMP ON THAT THING JUST TO REPLY MESSAGE!?'

'Ya, it's the Reply Message Place. HEHEHEHHEE.'

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What is your dream?

(Gets struck by Martin Luther's 'I Have A Dream' speech. Thinks she's talking about ideals and hopes.) Hmmm, need some time to think this through. What's yours?

HMMM I WANNA LIVE IN SWITZERLAND AND EAT LOTS OF CHOCOLATE AND CHEESE!

.... What? That's shallow! I thought you meant like your dream world or ideals or something. (Still stunned because I thought she was talking about ideals.)

Huh, dream world? I KNOW I KNOW! MY DREAM WORLD IS ORANGE IN COLOUR AND THE FLOOR IS BOUNCY SO NOBODY NEEDS TO WALK, JUST SKIP AND SKIP AND SKIP!

(Plays along.) Oh, like this? (Skips, skips, skips.)

YA, EXACTLY! SO FUN RIGHT!?!?!

But then ah, like that people will very fast get tired and then later they will just get sien and emo. :(

-__- SEE? PEOPLE TELL YOU THEIR DREAMS THEN YOU SAY PEOPLE WILL JUST GET SIEN! TOO MUCH AH YOU! SO WHAT WILL YOU SAY IF PEOPLE TOLD YOU 'Ahhh, my dream world is gonna be full of colours, and there will be chocolates and lollipops wherever I go, pigs probably fly there too!'

Oh my God, damn lame wei your world!

Uhh, sounds like yy.

So, what's your dream then?

Nothing like yours.

AHAHAH IS IT FULL OF (=*$#@$) (=*$#@$) (=*$#@$) ?

WHAT THE HECK!?

Then what?

In my dream world.... People live (positively) precariously.


(5 second silence.)


What, they gonna bungee jump everyday?

..........


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Hmmm thanks Ash for the enlightenment.

It seems I might have got some stuff really wrong.

Oh well, no matter. It's not unrepairable.


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TODAE, I WUK AP AT 10.25 AM!

GAS WUT!?

MAI TYUSION AT 10.30 AM!

GEE GEE GEE GEE GEE.

NO NO NO NO NO!


Yeah, rush rush rush. Good thing my tuition is just two doors away kan?

Played cards after tuition with Jung, Koks and Cong. THIS JUNG HACKED THE GAME, I SWEAR! HE WON MOST OF THE GAMES AND HAD MOST OF THE GOOD CARDS MOST OF THE TIME!

Oh wait, how do you hack a card game?



Then I moved on to the main event of the day: Church.

Went to the taxi stand in OU and had to wait for a Jouee to appear. So in the meantime, Koks and I went to the TV shop and I played the PS3.


.... I got beaten by the computer. (While a kid was killing them for fun. Ah, my reputation tarnished.)


Then we went on the taxi with an Indon driver who spoke very Indonized Bahasa Melayu.

Church was more enjoyable than usual. Mainly because my friends kept up with my energetic pace most of the time lol.

Ashley in particular was at her bimbo best to go through the motions with me. We did it all - headbangs, jumps, slow-mo jumps, lyrics-modification, jokes, random shouts of each others names, pretend we are newcomers, talked with headhunters (WHAT?) and speaking in China Accents + English Accents. She was my 'make-sure-we-both-won't-fall-asleep-during-sermon' partner today. AND WE SUCCEEDED! (Whereas Jouee was 'fallen' several times. Cough cough.)

OH THE HILARITY!

Yeah, then we watched Up!. Was not bad. But I thought it's a tad overrated. And certainly non-logical. But we, and any sane man/woman shouldn't expect it to be realistically plausible anyway. It's animation and fiction after all.


As a wise man used to say:


"Every time you apply real-life physics into the world of animation, God kills a kitten."



Please, save those kittens.

Got To Open My Eyes to Everything.

I always get good dreams (possibly thanks to my imagination and creativity).

And it really sucks to wake up to life sometimes.


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You can dream all you want.

But one day you have to come back down to earth.

Life is not a dream.

Dreams will always be better than life.

But unfortunately, we live in life, not dreams.

Idealism is the painter of a prettier picture.

Realism is the merciless truth of the world.

And in truth, I hate this world we live in.

Yet, I am an idealist who aspires to change the world.



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Pameran Kerjaya is full of shit. I don't want to elaborate. It makes me boil over.


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Thank you to the three stooges for trying to cheer me up today.

The weird lala cheerleader, the annoying black kid and the geeky girl.

:)


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I hate how tactless I can be sometimes.

Futsal.

Kebelakangan ini, I have been playing football alot.

And futsal too.

It's kinda weird sometimes, but I think most guys will agree.

We usually start out during primary school playing mostly football...

Then at some stage we start to divert to other sports... eg: Basketball, badminton...

But then now we revert back to football!

Hahahahahaha.

This was the case for me. I think I started getting more and more enthusiastic about football at the beginning of the year.

Thanks to Fifa 08...

Playing the game so much made me play it in real life and I'm glad I did... :D


....


So yeah, just got back from futsal with my cell group peeps: Koks, Jung, Huaj, John, Shuj, Edmund, and Hauyon!

Was a lot of fun. I think I'm improving. /heh

Will give you all loyal readers an update soon! Stay tuned.



p/s: just ignore the lifeless budak that invaded my blog.

Zi's

The parties Zichuen organize have always been glamorous and undoubtedly fun.

This year's birthday party is no different.

Familiar ground and mostly familiar faces.

It's Neway once again. The karaoke more famous for its mirrors than its videos.





















And we sure made good use of it.














Cameras were flashing everywhere as we clowned in front of the huge reflective mirror.

While Neway's karaoke videos certainly fall short, the fun factor is still there.

Entertainment is guaranteed (especially since you have people like me, jung, joel and huaj in the house ==") as we sang out of tune (mostly purposely) and screeched, causing uncomfortable feedbacks and laughters.

From gentle and tender songs like Everything by Michael Buble to funky and eccentric songs like Just Lose it by Eminem, we sang it all for a full 4 hours.
















Yeah we sang in front of the mirror.

And took lots of crazy photos too...


























































I lost. :'(

Seriously though, the subtitles are kinda cacat here and there's so little MVs. When there's no MV, they just show random videos (usually of a girl posing) that don't even suit the mood.

We ended the session shouting and screaming through rock numbers such as Faint and Numb by Linkin Park.

We were left with adrenaline pumping quick and a coarse voice. All those shouting certainly took its toll, but it was worth it!

We left, and proceeded to take pictures!!! Where else but the big mirror.

Before that though, me and jung sneaked behind shing and zi and were caught in their picture taking. =="
















Me and jung in the background. xD

Pictures!
















































I kinda like last year's more lol. Looks more badass.

Once again, Happy Birthday Zi Chuen!

Shake Hand and Go Home. Vote for us yo.

They wubb my phone. Actually, they wubb my phone's front cam.

The results? UNLIMITED CAMWHORE WORKS!

I am the bone of my camera.
Camwhore is in my blood.
And photogenic is my body.
I have camwhored over a thousand times.
Unknown to Pn. Lee,
Nor known to Pn. Zubaidah.
I have withstood cheekaches to smile many times.
And yet these pictures are never nice.
So as I aim my camera,
Unlimited Camwhore Works.

Poetry at it's best.

Yanyun and half of Jinwai.














Yanyun and her green world.
















Yanyun trying to imitate Shing.


















Jinwai and Me.
















Me against the CCTV.















Jou and Juat.
















Jou and Juat.
















Jou and Juat. Again.
















Jou and Juat. AGAIN.
















Jou and Juat. (Will it end?????)















Jou and Juat....................................















Jou and Juat. (Finally.)
















Jou, Juat, Liesa.
















Me, Koks, Jou.

















Me.
















Yanyun's mouth.















Just being retarded.
















Me and Jou.















Did I mention that my actual first name is Ho? My name is Ho Li Qi. (Holy Qi.)
















Jou's acting skills.














It's starting to get annoying seeing her face in nearly every picture, isn't it?
















Koks.














Act cute.
















Caught off guard.















Very prepared this time around.
















Me, Koks, Jou, Juat.















Jin, Waiwai and Lis.















Jou and Juat for the umpteenth time.
















Koks and Jou.


And the recipient of the award for Camwhore of the Day is unmatched.















Camwhore of the day: Ong Jou.








Right, so today we went to Stadium Malawati in Shah Alam.

Quite a long ride. Got Liesa's mum to fetch us.

It was hell packed. We had to line up to register. And the line never moved an inch.

After 30 minutes of squeezing, they sudden announced that Petaling students can skip the registration.

Such wasted time.

Anyhow, as we finally settled down, we were treated to some sub-par food. The chicken was hard. Geez. Don't do something half-heartedly damn it. Just get us KFC. xD

Ya and soon I was greeted by some friendly SMKDJ students. Among them Kai Li stood out the most, obviously.

Apparently she's an acquaintance of Ping Chien, my house leader. Speaking of my house, we're dead last, which is sad. Anyway... back on the day.

Right, she thinks I resemble her cousin from Pinang. Surprise surprise, her surname is Yip too. So I sort of "played along" and said maybe I AM her cousin. Haha, oh the well. But I wouldn't write off the chances that our ancestors might be blood-related. =\

Anyhow. This ceremony was such a waste of time. We were so bored, that Jou stole my phone and went berserk.

Besides, this money-giving-generosity-act is quite suspicious. It's probably about election again.

Everything intertwines with the word "Election".

Government these days.

They're probably menyampai-ing their maksud tersirat: OH WE SO GENEROUS PLZ VOTE FOR US HAHAHA!

Right sure.

In the end, we sat down for 5 hours and went home after we shook the Menteri Besar's hand.

What a show of respect.

Your Last Horror.

Let the ghosts flood.









































































You dead yet? ._.

No?

BOO!

Die you shall!


Crazy bastards watched horror movies in Jame's house. I didn't really bother to watch though. Not quite my type.


Instead, we played the ps2! xD


I got damn pissed that night. So I went to the toilet.

We walked back at 12 30 am, and stopped and McD to buy pies.

Stupid Jinwai not man enough to walk. Keep complaining to yy today. lawl.

Ya and he damn dumb. Otherwise all the trouble won't even happen. =="

Noob memang noob. Tsk tsk tsk.