Mantra: 05/29/07

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....