Cai Cien Wo Di Ai Ren

Say, my Uncle came back from UK and brought me three football jerseys. However knowing that he tought that I am an average stupid medan human being, he bought me:

1. kirstino ronald namcheester untited original's jersey
2. Portugal jersey
3. England jersey

Ok...England is good, the rest can go to orphanage. Ok my dear uncle, you added me on friendster, obviously you've seen Steven Gerrard's picture on my profile somewhere down there, now why would you buy me a fucking manchester united's shitbag. That is like the biggest insult since my dad bought me a manchester united's short.

I'll be back in like a week, honestly speaking. I don't like living in KL so much, not the fact that I am lonely over there, but rather it's just so fucking boring over there. I had my holiday here, my friends have already work, one of them can buy his own motorcycle and I can't even buy my own Marlboro. Now that is a slap to my right and left cheek, well the left one is not because I am Christian. And hey, I laughed when I watched F*R*I*E*N*D*S, I lost my sense of humour big time.

Now all I do there (like most of indonesians) is just pure non-educational, despise the fact that I haven't failed any subjects, nothing to be proud of, but I can see me going down so hard one day. Now I realized that I have taken the wrong major, not suppose to take mass comm at all (the fact that my parents were really rushing me to go to college and I thought they have broadacasting in taylor's, damn dumb of me eh?), after this I want to take cinematography, but well yeah it's to fucking expensive and I am really sick of studying overseas.

Now I am planning to be Mr. Not-so-rich-guy-who-earns-enough-just-to-survive-the-day in medan and gonna be a fucking-cheapskate-low-budget-I-think-I-can-make-a-movie film maker and end up with average looking wife or maybe fat.

Holidae

My Dear Loyal Readers,

As you notice, I have not been blogging for quite a while. It's not that I don't want to share anything to you all, it's just that lately my life doesn't evolves around internet anymore or not that you care about what I am doing. I don't live the life of super agent 007 where I drink champagne in Paris and eat caviar in Moscow. Oh-la-la!, however I do miss my PC back in KL where it provides me with unlimited online porns and I miss wathcing people doing french kiss in youtube. I also miss those two rabbits and a hamster that belongs to my flat mate. I miss my electro guitar, Beth. Not that I am really good in guitar, but simply owning one will add that rock and roll flavor. I miss Ridzuan Condo, where Indonesians speak so loud in their own language to proclaim "I"M NOT INDON!". I miss making fun of Vietnamese and of course I miss smoking and drinking freely. I also miss pretending to be Sabahan and miss speaking in their accent. I miss being the minority-minority (being chinese here is being minority and being chinese Indonesian doubles it). I miss spending money in ringgit and I miss people not calling me to go home because it's 11 o'clock. I miss my John Lennon Sun Glasses, I left it in my drawer and I regret not taking it back with me back home. I miss walking everywhere I need to go and I miss my stolen seat bike. And I kinda miss MaryJane, not that I like her so much, but she makes me high. I miss pretending I care about Malaysian Politics and making fun of their Prime Minister (have I ever?). I miss unlimited 24/7 internet connection. I miss being not so involved in real social life. I miss college....haha.....wait COLLEGE? God Damns the needs of education recognition, I want to live in the mountains, marry to a village girl, have 12 kids, grows vegetables, herd cows and all that, maybe pigs, depends maybe I will be married to a Moslem. Have sex with Mary Jane...in that sense I have to grow those. Grow long beard, walk with staff and build an ark and let people laugh their ass off at me or maybe getting nailed in the cross, Jesus...Noah, what's the difference they are both Jews.

How Did We Come This Way?

After spending time with Youtube instead of CRM, I stumbled upon a video which amazed me (which leads to several others too, including Chow Yun Fat's scene in A Better Tomorrow which has notthing to do with this blog at all).



Yeah that's a band from Hong Kong, I mean really, music scene down in the land beside mother land of the small eyes people were great. But what happened now?, music has been really downgraded down to here...












here





no no.....










maybe here....








a bit more down...














yeah here....




Just like that thing coming out from my ass...

Wake Up Lah!!

I have to actually see this to believe it myself, our dear Presidente Of Indonesia scolded someone who slept during his speech.

Sorry la no translation or transcript, go learn Bahasa Indonesia BITCH!

All I can say is...Fucking 'A'.

Oh Agam, Where Art Thee?

I bet you all have seen the picture of our new glamorous campus which will be finished by 2009. I happened to pass by and was really amazed by the progress they made. I mean these people really put their body and soul for the better future of their students. The new environment will guarantee a better study place. I salute that for once in my life, I have made the right choice for a Education Institution.

Not even a single brick......

Mr.Taylor who owns a college, what the fuck were you thinking you grease ball?

The Trailer

It is a trailer of that super amateur movie we made.

The New Year For Chinese People

Happy new year 2008? well celebrating white man's new year is a big deal, it's the fact that every race on earth who is too dumb to create their own calendar celebrates it. As usual then, we have our annual Medan Kauceng (now known as Mahakarya, due to the legality of the name to be registered. No sweat!) Let me say again the MK Annual BBQ.

Creatures that swim in the sea and has no purpose in life except to be eaten

Me, cooking, for real.


Atlas Music & Entertainment & Ice Cubes

Chips or Freedom Fries, as the Americans prefer it to be called

Sausages (caption is so cool)

The creatures sacrificing themselves

MK, the family. Excluding that kid in trumpet and the girls.

Definitely, going back to Indonesia for CNY was really nice. There were supposed to be two of my brothers there and my Dad told me "Just come back, I got this Spanish wine!". Well, the Spanish wine was there, but not my brothers. However, it was worth it, because a true Chinese must spend time with his family, if he did not, then, he, aint, a, true, Chinese. So me Mom, the usually kind one or too kind in me thinking, invited those who has no family in Medan, couldn't go back to their hometown and just people.

The Decoration

The supposedly cool long table like those one in the movies

The Japanese Curry alongside things that you boil on steamboat

Well the dinner went well, me had couple of Coronas and couple of wine. Aye aye for Liverpool shuffle!

Dinner was good yeah....so I had only one week to spend with my Family and Friends.

This has nothing to do with the alcohol or my sex preference