Back Home

I'm back home, gonnae miss them CST a lot. I'm not that emotional and all, it's good to be back home. Will be back with more about Medan, the lamest city I've ever been.

Magical Mystery Tour

The continuation of the Trip was....

It was that movie....you know. Running in slow motion and all that and sort of stuff of kinda thing.

I always reckon that I have the look which doesn't even tell where I am from. I have been mistaken as:

1. Myanmarnese

2. Thai guy (korninakap...nuff sed)

3. Fuckin korean kimchi pong (this primary kid from me old skool laugh at me when I told him I am Indonesian)

4. Japs ( I was in petaling street and this guy greeted me "moshi-moshi"

5. Malay

6. Indonesian boemipoetra (those cina were fckin scraed of me)

7. last but not least....A fucken redneck. ( a cab driver eh?)

That fat of mine was before I had any drinks.....word.

And this was after.

Ballad of CST

CST went to Langkawi, yes we did. It was the first day of our holiday and we decided to spend our money wisely : Alcohol and Ciggarettes and fuckin in the bushes. Jenn, Joel and I had to go to Pudu Raya first to buy the bus ticket, after we rendezvous at me place we took the KTM to KL (which Jenn kept on complaining that we should stop at KL Central).

We had to wait around 4 hours for Kenny, Jolene and Ee May to come and I had to buy slippers. Joel the wise guy took us to Maydin, where it closes at 8 pm and we had to run around the store like crazy drunken Irish.

After we gathered around like 10 sumthin, I was feeling very hungry so we went to eat Bak Kut Teh. Nice yummy pork with nice yummy soup. Like yeah...

After the magical Pot of Bak Kut Teh, we all appeared suddenly in Kuala Perlis Jetty. Like magic eh?. It was a freaking 6 hours bus ride and another 1 hour boat ride to Langkawi.

This was the beach near the Hotel we stayed. Like okay lah, not bad at all and all that of sort of stuff. I had to drive the kids around the island and have to keep my alcohol level to a very minimum. It was nice tho.

We had to finish:

1. Jack Daniel

2. Absolut Vodka

3. 6 bottles of Corona

4. 3 cans of Budweisser

5. 2 packs of cigars

6. 10 packs of Marlboro

7. 10 packs of Dunhill (Ee May)

8. 10 packs of Blak Devil (or any packs lah)

The real effects of Alcohol: It gives you muscle and makes you sexier like that guy on the left.

Jennifer tried to sell her body for more Alchocols and Cigs, she was so desperate you know.

Oh happy day....really happy and drunken. I was so drunk I did not remember shit...

Buweisser sucks...I don't know why americans like it so much.

Well the rest? who gives a fuck? DRINK BABY!!

Exam is over (yeah!)

Happy birthday Don Tommasino. The Gaffer of all gaffers, The Man and The Wickedest of them who are wicked. Word!

Happy birthday Azreen! dutch, dannish, cina, malay, india, pakistan, cambodian. vietnamese, africaan, redneck and this and that. Jenn is probabebabibeblaly the happiest, look at her...., so after exam, we went to Azreen's birthday party. It was in this Royal Selangor Golf Club. Wicked.


The party by the swimming pool it was. We got there around 4 somthin we w'all decided (me and the girls, b'ause 'te 'oys 'ere to 'azy) so off we go to that two big buil'ing that look very much alike.
Jolene and Ee May decided to like buy things for their mommas, becoz it was mommas days and you know you are suppose to kiss yer momma's ass during that very sweet day. We actually wanted to buy somthin for somone but we decided for somthin 'lse.

E-bay was t'yin to show off 'er ot'er asset, E-bay...ye sheld hev knewn that the only asset ye 'ave is yer Ass!

"Ahoy!, w'os that lasses fokcin our ship up?" Azreen was thrown to the sea and that nite she slept with me and the fishes..hehe the fish only. A massage from Don Darmadino.

I actually like E-bay, look at this picture...how well do we bond? werd eh!

E-bay and her employer: Mama Jolene.

Don Jeremiah thinks he is actually italian, but son ye 're not. Ye Porrrtogoso.

-THE END-

My Room

Since lately, Jennifer Tandijono of Binjai City Prefection has been spreading legs...i mean lies about my room. I just can't stand it and have to tell the people the truth. Power To The People!!!

John Winston Ono Lennon and Yoko Oh-no wanted to have their bed-in for the peace movement in my room, but I said no. Simply because...where the hell should I sleep then?

Luck of The Indon

If you had the luck of the (Chinese) Indon
You be sorry and wish you were dead
You should have the luck of the (Chinese) Indon
And You wish you were Malaysian instead

Thousand years of torcher and hunger, drive the Chinese away from mainland
A land full of beauty and wonder, was raped by the british brigands, Goddamn..Goddamn!

In Medan they told us a story, how the Dutch invented the class
A class full of chinese and white boys, was hate by the indon themselves

If you had the luck of the (Chinese) Indon
You be sorry and wish you were dead
You should have the luck of the (Chinese) Indon
And You wish you were Malaysian instead

Why the hell are the japs there anyway? as they killed with they sun of god on their side
Blame it all to the rednecks and germans as the bastards commit genocide...oh aye gonocide

And the reds, they came to the homeland. They gave the people a hope
But the rednecks began to be bitchy, they killed all the people with coupe

If you had the luck of the (Chinese) Indon
You be sorry and wish you were dead
You should have the luck of the (Chinese) Indon
And You wish you were Malaysian instead


From John Lenno's Luck of The Irish....aightttt.

Liverpool Vs AC Milan (Agayne!)

Fuckin awsome eh, history repeats itself and this time it's gonna repeats badly for them Italians. Eh....me Italiano eh. Fuckin high rite now, can't wait to see the final with the local Scousers back in me hometown. You go Zoro! (Too bad for those mancs tho, can't see them suckers trying to jump over five bar gates)

Guru Benitez and I share the same belief on meditation. Om.......