The End

This blog is now closed.

Thanks to those who had been nice enough to leave comments and tags and those who regularly visits this blog.

And I didnt get any hate tags till the end of the blog. To the two poor idiots, unfortunately, with as much conscience that I have, in which, being very close to NONE, I'd still tell u to go fuck urself.

OK.. maybe not the one with the nick GAL, coz I think u tagged with good intentions for someone.. but the one with the nick ANOTHER. hope u'll have fun.

but then again, I have a strong feeling that u are one poor Malay girl who lost her sampan..

I'll tell u in a way that u will understand then..

Relek xua.. u sound like one sad vagina who was fucked and left.

too fucking bad.

I'm closing this blog coz I'm too tired to post anything. but for the moment, I'll let it stand as it is so that those of u who wish to go for a holiday can see some of the places that I had been to, and those Malays who wishes to be Mats and Minahs can think twice.

and those who likes anonymous tagging can go get a dildo.

To my dearest Malay friends..

I shall not piss u guys off anymore..

No more jokes of Dayung Sampans and stuffs like that..

coz I know better now.

I was stupid and silly, and my sincere apologies..

Please do not kill me.

ok.. disclaimer..

If any of my further Malay and Mats and Minahs jokes will piss u off in future.. please remember that itz not me who wrote it..

I was somehow possessed by an Indian spirit causing temporary dementia which made me create jokes about Malays.

I love Malays k..

ok ok..

for the explanation of my current fear of the Malays..

Was wiki-ing.. and came across a definition of Amok..

herez a snippet of the definition..

[snip]
Amok, sometimes spelled amuck and often used as "running amok," is a Malay word which, in that language, means to be out of control.
[end snip]

[snip again]
Some sources have identified Malays as having a particular tendency to run amok, making this an example of a culture-bound syndrome, but they are by no means the only people to do so. For example, W. W. Skeat writes in the 1911 Encyclopedia Britannica: "A Malay will suddenly and apparently without reason rush into the street armed with a kris or other weapons, and slash and cut at everybody he meets till he is killed. These frenzies were formerly regarded as due to sudden insanity. It is now, however, certain that the typical amok is the result of circumstances, such as domestic jealousy or gambling losses, which render a Malay desperate and weary of his life. It is, in fact, the Malay equivalent of suicide.
[end snip]

OMFG..

u guys are CRAZY..

lol..

PAKISTAN ZINDABAD!

yey..

ok ok...

anyway..

therez a song by the band Wings... for those who doesnt know the band, LU TAK ROCK.. RELEK XUA..

ok.. from the song.. Inspirasi Taming Sari..

for the uninformed..

Taming Sari is the kris, or a Malay dagger, worn by Hang Tuah, a legendary Malaccan warrior in the 15th Century.. who won it in a duel in Majapahit with a warrior of that name.. and is said to have magical powers that will protect its owner by having a life of its own..

Hang Tuah had been said to have thrown away the kris before disappearing after failing to secure a marriage proposal by the crazy Sultan who wanted to marry every pretty girl he had heard of..

so Wings said in that song..

Tapi kini tiada lagi
Taming Sari sudah hilang dari mata..

ermz..

and I had really thought, all along, that Taming Sari is really gone..

till, thru the power bestowed upon me by Wikipedia.. I found out (though millions had found out before me.. but I found out BEFORE Wings who still thinks that Taming Sari sudah hilang dari mata)..



that Taming Sari still exists!

dammit..

all these years of making it seems so mystical..

Taming Sari had always been in Perak, and the current owner of it is Sultan Azlan Shah.. and it had always been worn as a regalia (official royal outfit) for the Sultan of Perak..

so if Taming Sari is all so powerful..

how come Perak cant defeat the Israelis ah?

Iran dont need to build nuclear weapons..

Saddam will call upon Sultan of Perak and say sorry for every person he killed..

Bush will say sorry to the Sultan for every bomb he dropped..

so, as mystical as Taming Sari is.. itz just another piece of metal whos power had been overrated..

if the Boyanese ppl had always been so powerful with their tuju tuju and their ilmu and so on.. how come they never did conquer the world ah?

they never conquered anything else besides Pulau Bawean anyway..

as far as I know.. Boyanese girls are pretty. and thatz more important than any tuju tuju powers..

unless their dads want to send some flying eggs in my direction ah..

so ok.. my Malay friends.

when some Malay boys are caught rioting, and populate Changi Prison, RTC and Boys Home.. itz perfectly normal..

coz Malays have the tendencies to Amok..

If Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat, Hang Kasturi, Hang Lekir and Hang Lekiu were still alive.. they might be some Matrep lepakking at a Malaccan MacDonald's..

and what kinda name is Lekiu anyway..

ok.. Tuah, Jebat, Lekir might be Matreps..

Kasturi might be a sissy little gay..

Le-Q might be into rap and hiphop and some RnB shitz..

but dont try to piss that gay coz he have the tendency to run Amok anyway..

I'm fearful for my life now since now I know my Malay friends likes to run amok and be very suicidal..

I'm not surprised that W. W. Skeat is a racist anyway.. 1911 is just during the time of the British occupation of Singapore.. and therefore itz not surprising if he would put some demeaning remarks against ppl that they ruled coz they treated ppl like cattles..

anyway, as far as I know.. besides being Mats and Minahs, the Malays dont have the tendencies to be irritating.. and they definitely dont run Amok..

I like my Malay friends..

awww..

*big hug*

someone should shoot Skeat in the ass.

and anyway... I'm in Bombay now.. in the hotel room..

didnt go out at all.. so no pics this time..

I took quite a few pics on my last trip to Bombay anyway..

leaving tonite.. so I'll be home tmrw, then off to Johore to celebrate my birthday with the rest of the November babies in my family..

and my birthday is on Sunday!

yey..

tengkiu.. tengkiu..

I'll be 34 yrz old..

and retiring from Ska at 35..

I wanna be playing jazz and swing after 35.. :)

and what better way to celebrate a birthday than to jam for 3 hours with the band..

and btw.. we'll still be playing on 25th Nov at GasHaus..

tickets are up on sale now, at $10 presale..

I have 40 tickets with me now.. so for those who wanna get it from me, msg me on msn k?

Happy Birthday To Me..

Theatre Of Dreams

Glory Glory Man United
Glory Glory Man United
Glory Glory Man United

And The Reds Go Marching On! On! On!

ah..

yep yep..

Just got back from Manchester.. home to the best football club in the world..

But not best football team ah.

That one goes to Southend..

geram siak..

For the benefit of those who didnt watch the Carling Cup the other day.. Man Utd, who's a defending Champion, were kicked out of the Cup by the team whoz at the bottom of the Coca Cola League.. Southend..

but cannot blame them also lah.. Southend played like a top Premier League team that nite..

ok.. nvm.. Man United is still at the top of the EPL table.. 3 points ahead of Chelsea.. *YEAH*

ok.. anyway.. weather in Manchester was a lil bit too chilly.. abt 5 degrees in midday..

I dread the start of the season.. coz it means that itz gonna be months and months of Winter.. till we get back the sun in March.. and every other flight is gonna be a Winter flight..

but then again.. I'm still excited abt Milan in December.. :)

spent the first day with the crew.. Melvyn, Queenie and Sharon.. and 2 of the pilots.. Lionel and Loy..

Had a late lunch and then just walked around town..

The next day.. woke up in the morning and headed to the Theatre Of Dreams.. The Old Trafford Stadium..

and for the uninformed.. thatz the Manchester United stadium..

I had watched several Manchester United games before.. but only one at the Old Trafford.. abt 8 yrz back.. with Cantona, Keane, Beckham and Peter Schmeikel still in the squad..

Got back to Singapore then and got the game ticket laminated..

and it turned totally black afterwards coz of the laminating heat..

argghh..

ok.. anyway.. the memories remain.. cheh..

itz a must.. and a pilrimage for any Manchester United fan to go watch a match at the Old Trafford..

so I'm Haji Zulkarnain coz I had done my pilrimage there..



yep yep.. Right is definitely the way to go..

which would bring us to..



ah.. Manchester United.. the BEST team in the world.. yeah.. ok.. I changed my mind.. Southend is better only to Chelsea, Liverfool and ARSEnal.

and here it is.. the stadium from a distance..



We came in thru this one.. the North Stand.. just a random pic je..



During match days.. the players are to come to the stadium abt 3 hours before the game.. in which they will have a low carb meal at one of the 22 dining areas, with high energy drinks and juices.. no alcohol 2 days prior and a day after the games..

They are to finish their meal at least 2 1/2 hours prior to the game, and then head down to the lounge..



ah.. letz go there now..



On the wall, therez the names of the former and current British players who had served their countries in international games..

Beckham's name is still there too.. but the international tally has not been calculated till he retires..

In here, the wives and kids of the players will come thru another door to the lounge and get some juices or other non-alcoholic drinks..



Therez even a creche with nannies to take care of their babies..

See the sign on the door?

The babies are not allowed to smoke.. poor fellas.. such discrimination..

The wives and kids will remain there till the time that they need to head down to the stands to watch the game, and the players will then go down to the changing room to get prepared for the game..



ah.. come.. letz take a look at the changing room..



Even Ferguson got his own hanger there.. but I wonder what does he need to change to..

bukan dia ada pakai jersey.

Maybe they hang some strips of chewing gum for him..

Anyway.. he will only reveal the names of the selected players for the game here, abt 30 mins before the game begins..



Where the legendary tactical decisions are made..



I think a lot of girls would like to be here..

The shower room is similar to the ones in our NS camps.. a long stretch of showers without any partitions..

Just dont drop a soap.. man.. but then again.. I dont think therez any gay professional soccer players..

It just dont work that way..



A jacuzzi for after match relieves..

During half time, this is where they will be served refreshments and some high energy Jaffa cakes.. and where Alex Ferguson will throw some boots to some players' heads..





Some random pics in the changing room.. reminders for the Players just before the game..

Anyway...

To think of it..

Isnt it obscene for a person who dont need to go to school to succeed get more than $60,000 PER FREAKING WEEK.

about $240,000 per month for an average player..

Isnt it worse for a whole group of 25 ppl to get that?

And they come down to be pampered and to run around and kick around some balls in their Ferraris, Lamboghinis and in their spare Porsche cars..

But nevermind lah.. they are still the BEST football club team in the world.. second only to any Brazilian teams..

I think ah.. any Brazilian school team is better than Chelsea, ARSEnal and Liverfool..

Chelsea on wins thru Abramovich.. and since his wife is gonna divorce him soon and taking half of his assets, which means, probably about 10 Chelsea players and substitutes will go to his wife too..

These lucky ppl of the Manchester United squad seems to get anything they want..

They dont even need to wash their own boots.. after every game, they can dump their jerseys and boots and someone will come and collect them and during match days, a fresh jersey will be hung at the changing room and their boots lined up for them to collect..



Right after changing.. come the run down to the field.. where the world will shout cheers to the BEST football club team in the world.. and jeers to Chelsea..

and ARSEnal and Liverfool, whoz positions are even lower than Bolton and Portsmouth..



ah.. The Old Trafford..



As it had been said.. the Theatre Of Dreams..



At the Home Team side of the stands..

There are specific seatings for everyone.. and the seats for the officials of the two teams are RECARO bucket seats man.. nothing else..

gosh..

Macam nak kebas satu pair letak dalam kereta..



And after the game.. traditionally, the Press Room, where the managers will do a press briefing..

but since Ferguson dont do it, so most of the time only the opponent team manager and players will be there..

And previously, players are signed to the Manchester United team in this room too.. and the last player to be signed here was Teddy Sheringham..



the Busby Babes with an Indian man holding the trophy for them..

Thatz it for the stadium..

Went back to town afterwards, and back to the hotel to watch the Carling Cup match between Manchester United and Southend United..

The captain of the squad that nite was Wes Brown.. so.. what happened to Gary Neville then?

HE WAS FREAKING WALKING AROUND THE CITY!

macam siak!

The worse thing that can happen to a football fan is that.. one of ur favourite players is spotted in public, a few metres away from a friend of urs who dont even recognise him.. and they dont even bother to approach!

Why does the non-fans always get to meet the heroes ah?

On one flight several years back.. a friend of mine had the entire Brazilian soccer team travelling on her flight.. and in the cabin that she was serving..

And she wasnt even impressed..

Coz she oso dunno them..

WTF.

Another girl had Santana on her flight, just before he rose back into popularity for the second time.. and he was heading down to Jakarta for a concert.. gave her a VIP ticket and a backstage pass..

And she threw away the ticket coz she was too lazy to go..

God.. next time ah.. give these things to me can? I can appreciate it better..

ok..

Some pics of the city itself..



A ferris wheel.. what else..

I have heard that Singapore is gonna build a huge ferris wheel just like the London Eye..

But then.. on the London Eye, u can see the city of London..

The ferris wheel in Paris gives a magnificent view of the city of Paris..

And a huge ferris wheel in Singapore?

we'll end up looking at Johore and Batam..



I have no idea what this place is.. maybe a mall or something.. but I took the pic for the reflection of the ferris wheel..



Hard Rock Cafe, Manchester..

After walking around town.. we headed down to an Irish pub.. which looks extremely small and quiet from the outside..

But with several levels downwards.. and totally packed..

Cheers to the Best Club Football Team in the World.. Manchester United..

Chelsea, Liverfool and ARSEnal players should come and help clean up the Man United boots..

One Life

There's only one life..

so I dont wish to fuck up that one life with the wrong choices..

simple as that..

I do things that pleases me..

and if it happens that I end up being a bachelor all my life, so be it.. I'd rather die single and happy rather than married but miserable..

or Divorced.

so if it happens that I come to a point of time when I feel that I *WANT* to get married.. so be it..

but for now, I'd rather not plan for anything and live life one day at a time..

we have one life.. and one life to utilise or to screw it up.

sure, I'm a heavy smoker.. and I do enjoy doing things that I do..

I play in a band, travel the world, slack and chill out with my bachelor friends.. just that I fucked up on the religion part..

when the time comes, and *IF* therez enough time for me to repent.. I'ld do it someday..

If I die before that.. ermz.. TFB.. I'ld be losing the Russian Roulette that I play and I'll burn in hell with most of u guys too..

so.. One Life.. and if u fuck it up, basically, thatz it.. u wont get another chance..

dont get me wrong though.. I do love the religion.. I remained with my faith coz of choice..

Was watching a documentary recently while I was outstation somewhere.. cant remember when...

Abt mercy killing..

Should u pull the plug out from someone whoz alive but without a chance for recovery?

Is it ethical to kill someone whoz critically wounded or in chronic pain just to save him from the pain?

Letting him go is better than to see him suffer?

well.. probably..

If u are a Hindu or Buddhist.. mercy killing is merciful..

then the fella can die and get reincarnated..

If u are a Muslim or Christian or Catholic or Jew.. pulling the plug means u are pushing him to the other side..

If u are an Atheist.. u are pushing him to decomposition..

And if u are Tom Cruise.. worse still.. u might prolly end up with antennas over ur head in some weird planet with all the other aliens..

For a person in critical pain.. and has abt 5 mins of life.. that 5 mins would translate to the last 5 mins that he can feel human pain, EVER.

in which, after the 5 mins, u cant even feel it even if u want to.. so why deprive them of being human for that 5 mins?

So if I am ever gonna suffer mortal pain, lemme enjoy it..

Pull the plug on me and I'll come back to suck ur blood.. I swear..

So.. with a lot of options in the world, how do one fucked their life up..

Recently.. a close family friend..

A makcik who used to stay at my place when she had problems with her two son-in-laws.. so got kicked out and no place to stay..

She has 2 daughters, both married with kids.. and 3 sons, of which, one is still in his late teens..

Her first husband died abt 10 yrz back.

After which she remarried.. several yrz later.. when she was 50..

And the new husband was 25.

he died 2 yrz later in an accident..

Her 2nd daughter is going thru a divorce now.. and her 2nd last son was just released from prison.

The youngest son is now 18 and awaiting to be called up for his National Slavery..

and just got married coz his gf got pregnant.. and gave birth recently..

She's 16.. and so she's working while he stays at home and whine abt not being able to get a job coz he have not served NS..

though I doubt he will work even if he can..

His mom called my mom to tell her abt the good news and finds it cute that her son calls the elder sister to ask for diapers and milk powder..

So, u not only fuck up ur own life.. u fuck up ur gf's life, and ur kids.. with ur Midas touch.. anything u touch turns to Fucked.

and the mother would still find it cute..

If I end up in an old folk's home.. I'd spend my time gardening and playing music or write some software for old folks home automation..

My plans if my life inadvertently got screwed by somethings thatz beyond my control..

If I ever lose my sense of sight, I'd brush up on my guitar playing..

If I even lose my sense of hearing, I'll be a Computer Programmer..

If I lose both, I'll be Helen Keller..

If I lose my legs, both guitar and programming..

If I lose my hands, I'd figure out a way to do programming with my toes and a stick in my mouth and prolly try to spend my entire lifetime trying to figure out the theory of a time machine..

If I get paralysed below the neck, I'll figure out a way to amuse myself by shaking my head..

If I remain the same, I'll still be a Flight Attendant for the next few years, do programming, play drums and chill out with my bandmates at Esplanade..

If I end up being vegetative.. I might be entertaining myself somewhere in my head.. dont u dare pull out the plug on me..

If u do, I'll come back and haunt u.

So anywayyy..

If u wanna have fun in ur life.. go ahead.. by all means.. just as long as it does not impose ur responsibilities on others..

If u are not ready for responsibilities, dont tread on it..

But then again, ur mom might still find it cute..

I had been on course for the past few days.. and saw the new products to be launched by the company..

WOW..

u guys will read abt it in the papers soon I guess..

but itz a WOW.

and for those who doesnt know.. I'm working with the world's best airline.. :)

going off to Manchester on Sunday.. and dammit.. therez no games at the Old Trafford thru the entire freaking week that I'll be there..

dammit..

I had seen the Red Devils play several times before though.. a Pilrimage for any Manchester United fans..

and the new roster is out.. YEY..

and for those who didnt see my MSN nick... I'M GOING TO MILAN!!

ok ok.. thatz an excitement after so long for a destination besides Melbourne..

just that Milan is a new place for us.. and so this is gonna be the first time I go down to Spain..

reminds me.. several yrz back.. I wanted to form a metal band with the musicians wearing Prada.. but play a totally freaked out metal core band..

but it didnt work though.. we were all too bz to get the time together to jam..

so I play ska..

and I love ska anyway..

Pirates will be playing at GasHaus on 25th Nov..

for more details, go to our blog.. link is at the side of this page.

borrowing words from Kaz from Comic Strip..

I swear I'll still be playing ska till I die..

Imagine several old men in an Old Folks Home wearing sunglasses and pork pie, and some cute little 60 yr old rudegirls skanking..

Overdue Raya Posting

Selamat Belated Hari Raya.

Happy Belated Deepa'Oli..

I had fun beraya-ing this yr..

yey..

Had 5 days off, 2 days prior, and 2 days after raya.. but had to change away my London to get the off days though.. which means that celebrating the raya cost me abt a thousand bucks extra..

but takpe.. dapat raya..

Puasa tak nak.. raya je nak.. standard..

Anyway... here are the pics from my Nagoya flight, which I did just before raya..

Got out of the hotel at abt 7pm for dinner alone.. and walked abt 20 mins to get to the 100 Yen shop..

And the horror of horrors..

The whole freaking building was closed to be demolished!

aaaaaaaarrggggggghhh..

MY BELOVED 100 YEN SHOP IS GONE!

Didnt have time to walk to the other 100 Yen shop coz it was a lil too late and if I attempted to go there, I wont even be able to make it in time... so I walked and walked and walked around the city..



the streets of Nagoya..



and another street of Nagoya..



this is called the Koban.. a Police Post.. a typically Japanese concept..

Singapore's Neighbourhood Police Posts are modelled after this Koban system..

Anyway, Japanese police officers are so so so much respected that parents will gladly marry their daughters off to a Policeman..

in Singapore, if u marry a policeman.. ur dad will reject coz it will mean that he would have to support u still..

and ur husband..

and ur kids..



one of those things that I like about Japan are the restaurants..

Even the simplest restaurant are managed with pride.. and most restaurants have a display of their food, made of plastic.. and it looked freaking real..

some Singaporean Japanese restaurants had recently caught up with this idea.. but in Japan, itz everywhere..

and it really look so freaking real..



see?

and of course..

Japan..

the country of Weirdness..

where they sell iPods at 7-11..



and in Singapore, they only sell cup noodles...

here u can even get porn magazines..

gerek kan?

ok.. thatz it abt Japan..

On Hari Raya eve, went out to Geylang Bazaar with Yuliez.. my old neighbour girl whoz flying for Emirates now, whom I had known since she was 6 and I was 13.. her brother, and her close friend, Faizal.. and came back at abt 6am the next morning..

Bazaar open till that late xia.. I didnt know that.. ni orang suma tak tau nak raya ke?

And as soon as I got home.. changed and continued baking some scones.. *ahem.. I now can baked tauuu.. and so far no one had died*..

And my first customer of the day.. my eldest brother who came at 7.30am..

mana ada orang datang raya kol 7.30 pagi dah.. dia sorang je..

Slept till abt 3.. and layan the streaming guests till the last ones, my buddy Wily, and my 3 foreign neighbours from India.. all 3 are new stewardesses.. and we chatted till abt 1.30am..

on the 2nd day of raya.. went out to my brother's place.. Azlan.. and his wife, Yanti..

Yanti.. btw.. I meant it.. u have a nice house.. pandai jugak adik ipar aku ni decorate.. I really doubt that Azlan played a part in the design.. heh.. we guys are not cut out for that..

And that nite, went over to my sister's place.. and to my cousin's place.. one that I have not seen since I was a kid.. from my dad's side of the family..

So basically, thatz it.. I went to Shanghai on the 4th day of raya.. and basically, didnt do anything there coz the traffic from the airport to the hotel was bad and by the time we got there, it was dark..

and went off to Johore right after I landed from flight on Saturday.. to celebrate jalan jalan raya there and visit my Malaysian relatives.. being in 3 countries in a single day.. China, Singapore and Malaysia..



thatz us..

and no.. my nieces are not available.. so u males with raging hormones, dont even attempt to ask..

I'm a hypocryte.. anak sedara aku sendiri korang tak ley tekel.. anak sedara orang lain takpe..

basically.. thatz it.. I had a lot of things to whine abt but coz this is a Raya posting, I shall not whine tonite..

tmrw shall be the whiny day..

Selamat Belated Hari Raya Aidil Fitri..

kuih dah abis baru nak wish..

*P/S: Therez no vulgarity in this entire posting.