The Continuation Story of Bungalow Bill

Oh well, Just as I thought that everything will do okay. I asked her to leave me alone for a while. Just like good american I try not to make a big fuss out of it, I went to paladium to chill, coz they got wireless internet there. To show off how rich my parents are, I brought my laptop over there. I had this funny feeling that you know something might happen.

It was seven sumthin when I finished the internet activity, I went upstairs for a stroll. Just as I walked thru this restaurant, guess what......I saw the same thing which I saw in the morning. I mean, she never learned any lesson did she? The guy was touching her necklace. I went in with me band mate, sat infront of them. She greeted me, still acting as awkward as usual. Then I said I want to talk to her in private.

We went outside to talk, I asked her why is the guy touching her necklace? (for girls, when a guy does that, it means that they are aiming for your boobs). She said, he was just adjusting the necklace (Jesus Chryssst, I am dumb am I?). Finaly she admitted that she is guilty, okay then I asked what she wants then, she said she doesn't know what she wants and she asked me what I want. (This thing went in circle for like 30 minutes) The guy was calling her asking wether everything is okay and she dare to pick up the phone infront of me as if the guy is her boyfriend. For information, they guy called his friends come, in case sumthin bad happen. Dudeeeeee, I won't whack someone because of a girl, well if you were Tara Reid then I would.

At the end, I walked away ever so cooly without looking at her and said

"You know what I want"

I dumped her.

Okay it hurts, really.

Instant Karma Has Got Me

Karma stands for Kome And Rip My Ass apart, indeed it's a bitch. Karma is a belief so well constructed by our fellow Indians. It's a concept when something bad happen, you got karma to blame on. Of course it all depends on good deeds and bad deeds, which is kinda ironic on the good deeds part (gonnae tell ye later on about that aye). For example:

One day you came out of the house, when you just got out from the door you step on a pile of shit. Karma is to blame, karma man....you should have look where you walk you idiot!

You got straight As for your final exam, thank karma for that. Well, if you did not study and you still got straight As then you can thank your fuckin karma.

Anyway, my story goes like this:

This morning, I called my girlfriend say that I wanna go to her place and chill then maybe go grab sumthin to eat.

"Hi hun, can I go to your place now?"

"Well, I promise my mom to go out with her. I might be back a bit late, I'll call you later to confrim then"

"Okay, see you!"

"Bye!"

Well, I went anyway. So I walked to the doorstep, there was this motorcycle parked outside. This is quite unusual I thought to meself. So I peek through the door, I saw her and a guy named budiman (budi means good deeds, hah!). They were like sitting next to each other, enjoying their breakfast and giggling happily so ever after. I stood there like a fool for 2 minutes, they did not realize I was there. I called her anyway, then she looked at me acting so awkwardly. The guy was looking more awkward and he was looking like as if I was gonna pull out a hand gun and say "You have insulted my inteligence!" and bang bang thru his small primate skull. I sat down across where they were sitting, sat there smiling so cool as if I am Don Corleone. She came to me, did not kiss me on the cheek nor hug me to show her respect as usual, she just sat beside me and was like talking nonsense. The guy moved to the kitchen, and after sitting beside me for about five minutes she went to the kitchen to the guy to spend like 15 fuckin minutes. Then I walked outside to have a smoke.

"You want me to fetch you to work?" I said

"Well, do you want to?"

"Of course, I am asking you"

"Okay sure, let me take shower first"

She went back inside the kitchen took her another fuckin 20 minutes then the guy came out and left. Then she asked me to come inside, I did. I sat there and then she only started to take shower. She finished her shower and we went inside my mom's car. She was sitting there saying nothing, so I asked

"YOU FUCKIN BITCH!!!, YOU SLUT!"

Nah, I did not say that.

"Aren't you suppose to say something?"

"What do you want me to say?"

"I don't know, you are suppose to say sumthin to me"

"Well, you just ask me then I will answer"

I asked her, what the hell is that guy doing there. It all comes to this, she said I can go out with my sister Naomi and Jennifer and she can't go out with this guy, budiman. I mean, in ideal world, Naomi is my sister and Jennifer has no affection towards me, but budiman likes her. Plus, she fuckin lie to me. The worst part is, the budiman guy is a class A La-La, Oh-la-la!.

They even play board games together, how sweet and romantic. She claimed that, he is just a friend lah! The guy kept on calling her in the car. Weird eh.

I am not angry nor sad, not emoing obviously. I mean, Jesus Chrysssstt I saw it coming. I am like feeling very confused right now.

Jenn So Rich, I am her Bitch

After an intensive consultation with the doctors, they agree that they gonna give me a new look of a face. One that will stunt the owner of the very eyes that hold the skin deep of a human being. One that will shatter the doubt of a curious heart or even One that will shiver the knees of a horse's leg. This is it.....the long waited.

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I did say I wanna look like Michael Jackson you know, but not with a real nose!

Jenn and I went to play pool again and she beat me again and again, we ordered two big mugs of beer and chill there. I got an heart attack when I saw the bill, but I acted cool so I won't make a fool of myself infront of Jenn...after all I am her bitch. "It's not like that la Stupid!"

This is the chillin place

Jenn's hands got slippery (she tried to unlock the car but could not do) after a good 'ol time with a rockabilly style in my parent's car. Never ever let Jenn drive a manual car! She can't even get it going foward....rich kid with a manual car? won't happen in million years.

Nasi Goreng Bali, okay only la. I never really like nasi goreng...I mean nasi goreng? Come on man....get real. We went to Merdeka Walk, where stars are so bright that you have to wear shades at night.

In Indonesia "Tol" is a highway and it is also a short form of "Kontol" which means dick. This is an example of bad Bahasa Indonesia. That sign means "It's the gate, dick" and "Pay up, dick"

AHOY!!!!

Warning! Spoiler....maybe

So I did something anyway, I went to the cinema and watched Pirates Of The Curry-bean 3: At World's End. Overall, not a bad movie, but I never knew that Singapore is just next to Antartica or Alasca. Thanks for "killing" the gayest pirate ever.

To the guy who was sitting next to me and the girl who was sitting who knows where during the movie:

To the guy:

I know you were trying to impress your girlfriend, it was quite sad for me already going to the movie alone, but please stop telling your girlfriend what's happening on the movie. I am sure she is not that stupid (maybe she is). Stop that fake laugh, I know you laugh so people know that you understand the joke in english, but it wasn't even a joke and you have the ugliest fake laugh I have ever heard.

To the girl:

I know lah, you are very good lah in english la, but lah, please lah, dun you ever lah, read the subtitle in english lah....please I need them overpaid actors to say it out, not you. I mean, really.

Oi! I'm-a pirates-a! He's cool you know, looks quite dead to me tho... why din they used Ringo Starr? Then they would have to make Ringo play the drum in the movie, which is quite fancy...or maybe Rod Stewart can have a role.....he is a sailor, not pirates.

But, this is a better movie. Dog Day Afternoon, with Al Pacino, John Cazale, the guy who played "Fredo Corleone" and a tiny appereance from the guy who played the milnenium tv series, Lance Henriksen. The movie, based on true story, tho 70% dramatized due to the purpose of hollywoodnism, tells about a bank robbery. Highly recommended by me. It was 70's movie, however.

Yeehaww! food, food and food and I am not getting any fatter. That's Medan's Wan Dan Mie (however you spell it). I don't know what's wrong with me you know, no matter how much I eat or how much I don't eat, my weight stays the same....awful 55 kg!

Can't sleep again and have to fetch me mom to the airport in about 30 mins like. What's the point of waking up early in the morning if you can't do anything in the morning like.

Coca Cola So Classic It Makes Me Thick

I slept at 6 in the morning......

3 hours later, me mom knocked on me door.

"Get up!, we have to go to the airport!"

I dragged myself out from the bedroom, still managed to brush my teeth and wear whatever was in the wardrobe. So I fetched me mom to the airport, It appears that me gaffer delayed his flight to China (so she had to go to the airasia counter to change some dates), okay....so dad, I never knew that you are that rich and please leave the house empty for me. Anyway, I found that that my dad borrowed a sum of money from the bank for his business. What if he screwed up? well prolly bunch of Italians gonna come to my house and say "Eh, Don Corleone wants to collect his money!". No la, nothin that bad, if he screws, then the bank will confiscate the house. welldone pop!

Ah, Dunkin Donuts at the airport. Reminds me of my best lad and me gal. We sat there waiting for me flight to KL. It was heartbreakin.

Rest of the day? me went sumplace and ate. After that I went to Sleep.

This is the view from the second floor from me tavern. I love that tree, me grandpa planted it. He was like adopted by Japs, a good garderner and he likes bonzai very much. His name? Suichi Maeda. He died (Rest In Peace)

My tiny living room, it's a camera trick you know. My dad made that bare-single-handedly, afterall he is Joseph The Carpenter, it goes like "I'm on the top of the world".

The empty fridge, nothing is inside the fridge and the fridge is inside nothin, hence the fridge contains nothing but emptiness.

My kitchen which has no food with the food not in the kitchen, hence the kitchen needs food and so is I.

This is like....sumthin, I mean I have no idea what's in my gaffer's head. He put that in the kitchen.

My mom's workshop, she's good at it...really.

My neighbour's TV, they are loaded!

My dad's home office.... nothin fancy.

What's better than alcoholic drinks? I managed to put that poison into me body. It was Sum french wine and sum good 'ol whisky. Oh Langkawi, where art thou?

Anyway, I woke up at 5. I was plannin to watch Pirates, but It was already five ye know. Alas! I curse my irish luck. I was feeling quite bored, decided to go out for a bite. So me went to this place called Obonk.

It's a quiet place, nice for yer bloody british tea time or even ciggarettes time. Perfecto Imperiallo.

One thing I notice so far about Malaysia is that they do not have the Coa Cola classic bottle, you know I feel a bit fifties and it did taste like a fake coke.

Anyway, I am planning to do nothin again tommorow. Weak man weak....

5 things That Don't Even Matter

5 things found in my school bag (college bag or whatsoever):

1. Text book

2. Note book

3. Pen

4. Pencil

5. Nothin really

5 things found in my wallet:

1. Money

2. Drivin License

3. Expired ID card

4. Pictures of my whatever one

5. Name cards

5 favourite things in my room:

My amp, well actually my brother's amp

Bunch of broken guitars and guitar case

My keyboard which I dun even know how to play (long story)

Book Shelf?

last one? Nothing really, 5 is a bad number.

Ye MAMA Said!!!!!

Ye mama said, that I ain't got the look
I ain't got money
I ain't got the job

Ye papa said that I ain't got the soul
I'm so ugly
I'm fat


Ye mama said, ye mama said!


Fuck your mama, fuck your papa
Fuck your sister, fuck your brother,
Fuck your dog, fuck your cat
Fuck you, you and you!!!!


-Rubber Soul-Ye Mama Said!




*The style of quoting songs belongs to Jenn, any other form similar to it without her permission of her knowledge could lead into trouble.

Jenn you fuckin bitch! *rich.

"Let's go Exelcio, they have nice coffee"

I saw the menu, fuckin 10bucks for a cup of coffe, what the fuck man! and that food in the picture cost about 20bucks. Okay Jenn, I know you are like bloody rich. So please, be considerate. I am so poor man.

*If she blogged about my car, don't believe her! don't you evaaaa!!

So we are like you know, went to Sun Plaza then play pool ata Paladium (where I lost, HAH!), then we went for Jamming session. Word!

I dropped Jenn home, she walked out from my car and stood in front of the gate. *Kazaaammmmm Atoumatic gate. Jesus Chrysstttttt, I have to open the gate by myself in me hut. So I waited for her to go in, but the dad stared at me from the window at the second floor. I was damn scared la, you know almost pee in me pants.

Jenn is bloody rich.