2006?

2006 is coming to a close and perhaps now, it is a good time to look back at all the stuff that had happened this year. This year was in particularly peculiar because it was the first time in my life that I have ever felt so old. Throughout the most part of the year all I felt was boredom. No, I didn't lock myself inside my room and it is definitely not because I am anti-social. I did a lot of things this year and it would have been the most exciting and best year ever...that is if I were still 15.


You see, nobody can stop time. When I was a small boy I used to feel that a day was like a week. I couldn't wait until the weekends where I'll be following mom and dad to shopping or whatever. I hated school like fuck and each time I would celebrate big time when there were holidays. But now at 21, a day feels like, well, a day. Study days fly by too fast. There is always insufficient time for reports, assignments and studying for exams. And as much as I still look forward to the holidays, sometimes I do feel that a 3 week holiday is like a 2 month one.


For 2006, I begged and begged before my parents finally allowed me to drive down to KL and together with a couple of friends, we explored KL and visited lots and lots of places. I mean, we were doing crazy stuff like driving for an hour plus to Kepong on a 5am morning for bak kut teh, driving up to Genting at 4am to take a piss at the First World hotel, visiting every shopping mall, pasar malams, PC fairs, motor shows, hanging out at clubbing street and even looking and making fun of "ah kuas" at Chow Kit. As interesting as all those activities were, it soon became old and repeated. There was nothing else to do. Nothing which could give me a kick in the balls. Nothing unforgettable.


Recently went to celebrate Christmas at Gurney. I felt totally out of place. Because no matter how many people there were, how loud the scene was and how annoying those fake snow sprayers can be, I still couldn't get into the Christmasy mood. While everyone was standing and counting down from 10 seconds to Christmas, I was sitting in my chair, smoking. While everyone was jumping about, hugging each other, screaming and everything at the stroke of midnight, I was still in my chair, smoking. I couldn't feel the excitement. Guess I'm too old for countdowns and parties.


Yes...2006 was also the year where I made the transition from smoking Mild Seven Lights to Mild Seven and finally to Dunhill. This was also the year where I found that I am, as predicted and proved by many, addicted to tobacco. I did quit for a short while, but it wasn't long before I was back on cigarettes again. Everyone says I'm doing it for the cool factor but what part of cool am I trying to project when I'm smoking on my balcony all alone on a 3am morning?? You see, it takes me roughly 5 minutes to finish a stick and since there are usually 20 in a pack, it would take me 100 minutes or 1 hour and 40 minutes to finish. Here comes the interesting part!! I would rather sit and spend 1 hour and 40 minutes of my life smoking and killing myself than sitting around thinking about what to do to keep me excited.


The World Cup came and went. The build up to the event was superb. I had literally forgotten and flung aside my studies just for the World Cup. Watched nearly all of the first week matches. And then...it happened. I lost the thrill. I was losing sleep because of the noise from the mamak downstairs. Reports and assignments were due soon. Even the final match of the event didn't bring any thrill to me...partly because I don't fancy the teams that were in the final. Am I too old for the World Cup? Couldn't be. Even when the 3 clubs that I have supported since childhood from the English, Spanish and Italian Leagues won their titles, I wasn't excited.


Yum cha sessions have changed dramatically. Where before, yum cha sessions were mostly on weekends, as there was school on the weekdays, now, yum cha sessions are on just about any other day. When I was 15-17, coming out to yum cha and returning back home at 12am plus was already quite an achievement on its own, considering how strict my parents were and also the fact that I didn't have any transport. But now, every other 16 year old comes out for yum cha. Every other young fuck has a motorcycle as transport. And every other young fuck stays on till 2-3am before returning. And as for me, coming out to yum cha after 12am has become such a normality that I don't even feel excited like I was when I was 15-17. More signs of old age?


Even the novelty of driving fast is wearing thin. Where before, I would get all excited, with heart beating fast and sweaty palms after going at 160kph(the fastest my car can do..sien), now, I do not have that thrill anymore. Heck I could even drive at 160kph with my left hand alternating between the steering wheel and gear stick with my right hand on my handphone taking down a video of how fast I was going which I am going to upload somewhere soon. Nope, no fast beating heart, no sweaty palms, no excitement. It's either I'm getting bored of speed or I need a faster car!!


Even cuci mata sessions at the malls are not as interesting as it used to be. No, it's not because I've turned gay. It's because every other girl I see in the shopping mall these days is a small kid. Probably 14-18? Even my 14 year old sis is hanging out in malls. As pretty as these girls dress up, I just couldn't get all excited like I would when I was 14-18 myself. As much as I cuci mata together with friends, deep inside, I wasn't really entertained.


There were of course exceptionally fantastic moments in 2006. Like the recent trip to Ipoh. What excited me more than anything else was that we were exploring the whole of Ipoh, trying out different and nice food and also visiting famous old buildings and landmarks. I felt happy looking at the old buildings, the 100 year old train station for example. Whereas most people of my age would have immediately headed to a disco or something, I found myself crazily happy riding the antique elevator at the train station again and again.



Damn ancient looking buttons...






Birthdays were probably among the more unforgettable stuff that happened in 2006. From getting whacked with a dustbin lid by a few frens of mine on my birthday, to celebrating friends' birthdays in Cheras, and occasionally Redbox, to having fantastic RM18 lamb chops at PJ while celebrating the birthday of a good friend , to spending RM25 on a cup of tea at TGI Fridays while also celebrating the birthday of another good friend. All these were unforgettable to me. It was not that we did many funny and interesting stuff. It was the company. The company of friends and brothers and sisters which are all still etched in the back of my mind.


I wasn't in Penang for much in 2006. I only went back during the festive seasons and holidays. Which in total was less than 3 months. Days in Penang are busy as usual. Catching up with frens from all over, spending time with my family, going for seafood(which is a must everytime we meet up for the holidays), yum cha, PC games at the cyber cafes, hanging out at malls, and more recently, hunting for car accesories in Bukit Mertajam. For the whole month of December that I have been in Penang, I have been so busy that I hardly had time for myself. Of course I appreciate the time spent with my friends. I love you guys...god bless. And that is why I've decided to come out with this post early. BecauseI doubt there will be anything else interesting enough to include in this post from today till the 31st as I've decided to spend the rest of 2006 alone. And that is just roughly 6 days.


What will I be doing? Well recently I've found solace in fixing things up. Starting with my scale model cars which were unfortunately thrashed a few years ago. It was heartbreaking to see something which I have spent so much time, energy and money on, just break into a million gazillion pieces. I had 2 models. A Toyota Supra and a Peugeot 206. I started work on them about a week ago, fixing up parts which I am capable of and touching up here and there. So from this:-





We have this :-





My pride and joy. The first scale model car which I seriously put in effort on. I had a few models before this one but I would just simply fix them up and let them rot. For this one, I actually spent a lot in getting the paint and brushes to paint it up and make it look as realistic as I could.





And that's when I realised, I was actually having fun. Some may see this as unhappening and unhip or uncool, but fuck what the others think. I want to feel that same sense of achievement that I felt when I finished my first model. And since nearly nothing now can thrill me as much as completing a scale model, I've decided to start working on another one. A birthday present from my family 2 years ago, which I didn't get to start because I misplaced the instruction manual and I was too busy with uni. Have found the manual through the internet, have enough funds for the paint and now hopefully, I will have enough time off from study stuff to do it.






So there you have it. A very normal 2006 with a couple of fantastic moments which I will never forget. So what's up for 2007? Would hope to travel around more to see new places. Would love to meet more people and would love to get the next 2 sems over with quick so that I can sit here again at this same time next year, writing about the events of 2007. And also, no, I will not quit smoking in 2007.


Lastly, I hope some things would remain the same for 2007 and the many years ahead. That we would still go for our seafood every holidays. That we would still go for bak kut teh at ungodly hours. That we would still go all out to search for new and tasty food. That we would still go yum cha no matter how old or bored we are. That we would still go to malls and ogle at chicks no matter how young...or old they can be.


That's all for 2006. Cheerio. Would add more if I can remember more interesting stuff that happened in 2006 or if there is anything exciting that might happen in the next 6 days.

Interesting story in the papers the other day. There were 2 articles about Vietnamese women being sold as brides to local men and this somewhat seems to be a big issue among Malaysians, ESPECIALLY women. Do have a read, the news are also in the website.

http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/12/19/nation/16359959&sec=nation&focus=1

and

http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/12/19/nation/16361638&sec=nation


Anyways, for those slacks who couldn't be bothered with picking up a newspaper or visiting the news website, here's a short synopsis. Vietnamese women are being sold as brides to local men and that group of motherfuckers(women's rights groups or whatever) are as usual running their mouth off again.


You know something? I don't see what the big deal is. So a couple of men wanna find brides without going through the hassle of courtship and all that stuff. Is that so wrong? Is that, as according to Datuk Michael Chong, our overpublicised MCA good guy, so sickening and immoral? I'll tell you what's sickening and immoral. The fact that local women are demanding so much from us men.


For those who cannot accept the fact that men are buying foreign brides, shut up and listen to what I have to say. You see, men have needs, and sometimes, women need to understand their roles as females in the society. Let me give you an example. A guy takes a girl out for dinner. He drove and he paid for everything including the overpriced car-park tickets in KL. So the guy drives the girl back to her home. Does she...

A) Say thank-you and goodnight?
B) Mentions that lunch the next day is on her?
C) Offers to pay for the car park tickets and petrol for the next trip?
D) All of the above?


WRONG you fucks. None of the above actually matters for a guy because all a guy wants after spending so much money and time, and having to sit through dinner with a girl when he could be at home playing wrestling games on his PS2, is a good, long blowjob. Nothing fancy. Just a nice and proper blowjob.


So here's a question for local women. If a guy spends so much on you, yet you are not interested to give the guy a blowjob, where else must he look to get one? The answer is simple. Cash and carry Vietnamese wives. According to the papers, a one time payment of between RM20,000 to RM30,000 would instantly get a man a wife, or a life-time supply of blowjobs, whichever way you want to look at it. Plus, the men actually get to choose how their wives would look like. Super awesome!


Plus you cannot go wrong with a Vietnamese wife because maintaining one would be cheap. I mean, these women were probably picked from the farms or some secluded villages, which makes the word Starbucks as confusing to them as the words "You-wanna fuck?", which also means you can save all that money that you would otherwise spend for a fuckacinno(or frappucinno..whatever) on a local girl and instead fork out RM1.20 for a kopi-peng for your Viet wife. Gucci would probably mean "dog shit" in the Vietnamese language so you can be sure she won't be around demanding high-end, expensive clothings.


Of course there will be some politically-correct fucks(women's groups again) who would say that men are denying these Viet women their lives and rights by taking them as wives. Wrong again fuckers. You see, our local men are probably doing these women a favour by taking them as wives. As I said in my previous paragraph, these women might actually come from poverty-stricken places and our local men are actually providing them a better life right here in Malaysia. There might be also men who would shower these women with their attention (and money) and please do tell me...which woman wouldn't want that? Of course, the lives of some of these women could take a turn for a worse but that is not of our concern is it?


But of course we have to ask ourselves, are men only after foreign brides just to satisfy their sexual needs. The answer is of course an affirmed NO. Every man has a compasionate and loving side. Sometimes these men need someone for companionship. But sometimes, local women tend to depend so much on the outlook of men that the ugly ones are always neglected. Or there might still be some single men who are already in their 50's or 60's and tell me honestly, would any woman out there still marry men that old? Shunned by the female half of society, they have no choice but to look for foreign brides. Local women, see what you've done?


So there you have it. Four reasons why local women should stop complaining about local men getting foreign brides.

1) Cheap price for a life-time supply of blowjobs...plus we get to choose!
2) Cheap maintainence of a Viet wife.
3) Able to easily satisfy men's needs.
4) Companionship for men who has been shunned by local women.


Of course I still love women and this post is in no way to degrade women.


Couple of other news in the papers this past few weeks. Civil servants are asking for a 40% pay rise, or something like that. All I know is these people are asking for a pay rise when they are the ones slacking off. Malaysians are probably the laziest people in the whole wide universe. Everybody complains about the fuel hike, hike in water rates, hike in electricity rates, whatever. The government cannot support and subsidise for you forever you bums. What's that you say? If the price of everything is rising, why is your pay not rising? Look at yourselves. Malaysians probably have the most holidays among all countries on Earth. Every other celebration, Malaysians would take the day off. Christmas, Raya, New Year, Chinese New Year and whatever. If you people are always taking holidays, so who is working and increasing the productivity of the country? That is why Malaysia will never progress because people are lazy, refuse to work harder and hopes the government would subsidise for everything. Well tough luck assholes.


More interesting news. one of Kelantan's ruling party's(PAS) leaders has decided to loosen up on the Islamic rules of the state and allow discos to be built to boost tourism. Only problem is these discos would be same-sex discos which means no inter-mingling between the sexes. Anyone interested in going to an all-male disco?


Last one. Somebody wrote to the Star the other day. In the section for letters and opinions, there was this guy who expressed his disappointment over Malaysia's showing in the Asian games and commented that with the amount of money the government spends on developing sports in our country, we should be on par with the giants of the sporting world, China and Japan. True except for one thing. Malaysia has a population of roughly 27 million while China has 1.3 billion. Obviously the odds of finding talented people in China is higher, right dumbass?