The single biggest contributor to geologic change on our planet.

Even that’s a piece of marble cheese cake if compared to what I’m going through.

Sigh.

因为他在放屁.

F A I

You know how people always say how they were young and stupid? Although I don’t wear a T-shirt saying that I am, I used to think that letting a baby croc latch onto your nipple under bright daylight was okay cool. Hey…we were still young! C’mon give us a break will ya?

Bullocks.

It has been long since ‘young’ was associated with ’stupid’ and who am I to deny that linkage? High speed car crashes, broken limbs, intoxicated lungs, regretted brandings ingeniously concealed in the name of tattooing, the perception that ‘DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME’ is a line used to scare kids off to bed, etc etc, all that, supported by the backing of historical event logs called ‘headlines on a local newspaper’. I might as well go on and say that there is irrefutable proof that such a linkage is historically accurate to the cent.

Ok fine, nice job on sia sui-ing all of youngman-kind. So shall we move on to… Wait…. Waaaait…. Before I say “amen” and start mobilizing utensils, let’s not forget about the old folks and allow them to blame everything on the generation gap.

My question here is, since when did stupid become so exclusive to the young?

Ever overheard a conversation where a guy goes “Oh… Well yeah I was young and stupid”?

Bullocks.

You were stupid. Quit blaming it on being young, Paris.

因为他在放屁.

F A I

Was happily attending lecture on the first day of uni when this little dagger came flying towards my ribs:

Lecturer:

“……….you are expect to……………blah blah blah”

<Giggles>

“……….you are expect to……………blah blah blah”

<Smirks>

“……….you are expect to mesmerized the theories…………..blah blah blah”

<Burst of giggles and smirks>

“YESSSS…… You are expect to remember by heart in exams YESSSS……………blah blah blah”

We:

=.=” ….

因为他在放屁.

F A I

One’s leaving.

One’s staying.

But one’s coming back.

But one’s gonna sulk anyway.

Great guy, great friend, come back quick, someone’s gonna miss you.

因为他在放屁.

F A I

Cousin came visiting from Macau.

Had a jolly good blast. =)

因为他在放屁.

F A I

As redundant as it may seem, I’ve been back from Aussieland for a while now and only now that I realize (since this blog was started when Melbourne City was just there), that blogging here, on WordPress, has never been done in Boleh-land. Well, here I am, doing the long overdue and the short supplied – feeding my pet goldfish.

Fortunately for me, this pet goldfish can’t actually starve to death and unfortunately for this pet goldfish, it can’t actually starve to death. Little fishie here may have been kept hungry at best but hey, 10k visits translate to a pretty admirable amount of attention. I’ve decided to change the outlook of the blog at every 10k milestone provided the streams of traffic remain as unsurprising as it has been. Let’s not make this blog like Kenny’s one (not that it has the potential to anyway). I don’t relish the thought of appealing to absolutely anyone and everyone. Let’s keep this between you and me =).

Right, the trip. Of course.

The day we rented the car, a Toyota Carib. Freedom. Yes it tastes sweet, we know.

Rapunzel personified. Yes, I insist.

There Kat, you get to be the tall one in this picture.

Fai, Kat, Apple and Lake Taupo.

All three of us went together so we didn’t actually have a chance to take a video of ourselves but this baby, looks like this when in action. Needless to say, it wasn’t us but you would’ve seen something like that.

Rafting was “one of the best activities we did in NZ.” (Su Lin, 2007) Well said.

And of course, there’s the made-famous-by-Kenny-Sia, Zorb. Only in NZ, people. Monopoly bs.

The Maori Cultural Village showed us how a bunch of carvings can all stare at a piece of rock and make funny faces… forever.

Berry picking is evil I tell you. It exposes your inner cravings for berries and most (being the 3 of us) would succumb to a frenzied state, wildly rampaging through the garden of berries. In words: best strawberries I’ve ever tasted.

In picture. This oughtta pop some heads. Well maybe not yours, Sam.

I didn’t know Middle Earth was full of Hobbit droppings.

[Translate to Manglish]: Why so many goat shit wan?! KNS!

Little Hobbit holes. Bilbo and Frodo’s is the one on the top right.

The other side of the ‘Party Tree’. It’s the one where Bilbo made his speech in ‘The Fellowship of The Ring’.

And this is where Gandalf sat with Bilbo and smoked their pipes. Blardy smokers.

As a LOTR fan, !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! full stop

Kat: Fai you look damn ugly!

Fai: Well somebody has got to spoil the picture.

They should come up with a word that means “Goddammit NZ is beautiful”.

Made our way to Cathedral Cove and what’s that word again? GoddammitNZisbeautiful!!

Heh… I can be such a poser at times. *blushes*

Kat, why you so poser wan?? Lol

Looking at it now, it kinda looks like Megatron’s foot.

Kat says she’s proud of herself cos she took those pictures wor… I’d say the model made her proud. *giggles*

Say oni 45 minutes, took us blardy 2 hours plus.

You see, when you’re in NZ, there’s always something out of the ordinary to see.

And the favorite-stop-of-all award goes to: Opononi.

We weren’t drunk but we managed to lose one of those property ownership cards. Strong wind mah..

Sand-boarding. 2-minutes walk up the sand hill that makes you wanna die, 2-3 seconds down the slope (which is amazing), 15 minutes sit-down-cannot-move-adi-lah-wanna-die-adi-lah. You think running on the beach is hard, try climbing a beach.

Some freshwater lake somewhere that’s really nice. No need for the latter part I guess.

Kat: Cannot find the market la, how??

Fai: Just walk towards Sky Tower la no diu adi la…

FAI FINANCE. For all your FAInancial needs, at the most FAInancially affordable rates.

This block of transparent concrete is supposedly as strong as the other non-transparent ones that are easily presumed ‘very safe to walk on’. Should I feel safe or should I feel like I’m standing on one whole floor of ’strong’ glass?

They have this thing called ‘SkyJump’ and you can actually see people gliding down from 300+ meter. Siao lang.

Well apparently having stage fright is not enough to save your ass from getting a boot from behind.

Let’s not forget about ‘The Baby Factory’!

“Oh, so this is where they make babies…” (Kathryn, 2007)

All in all, really enjoyed NZ. Hah! Since Su Lin does not maintain a blog, this makes me the first one to blog about our NZ trip. Kat, lazy la you Kat. Haha…

Anyway, will be back for more enthralling adventures of that Ipoh fella! Well not always enthralling, there are the stupid, random, suddenly-out-of-nowhere posts once in a while. Ok fine, most of the time they’re all stupid, random, suddenly-out-of-nowhere posts. Haha…

因为他在放屁.

F A I

We were just dead bored if you wondered.

Oh, and I found this on Tsencai’s blog. Farny asshole.
Are You Dumb?

Sorry about the nooby alignment, no idea how to fix it and have no intentions to find out how.

因为他在放屁.

F A I

那一天知道你要走
我们一句话也没有说
当午夜的钟声敲痛离别的心门
却打不开我深深的沈默
那一天送你送到最后
我们一句话也没有留
当拥挤的月台挤痛送别的人们
却挤不掉我深深的离愁
我知道你有千言你有万语 却不肯说出口
你知道我好担心我好难过 却不敢说出口
当你背上行囊 卸下那份荣耀
我只能让眼泪留在心底
面带着微微笑 用力的挥挥手

祝你一路顺风
当你踏上月台 从此一个人走
我只能深深的祝福你
深深的祝福你 最亲爱的朋友

祝你一路顺风
那一天送你送到最后
我们一句话也没有留
当拥挤的月台挤痛送别的人们
却挤不掉我深深的离愁
我知道你有千言你有万语 却不肯说出口
你知道我好担心我好难过 却不敢说出口
当你背上行囊 卸下那份荣耀
我只能让眼泪留在心底
面带着微微笑 用力的挥挥手

祝你一路顺风
当你踏上月台 从此一个人走
我只能深深的祝福你
深深的祝福你 最亲爱的朋友
祝你一路顺风

我祝你一路顺风.

他没有在放屁.

F A I

My Dad doesn’t like me calling him 老豆豆. lol

因为他在放屁.

F A I

We’re (Kat, Su Lin and I) at Auckland International Airport now, awaiting our flight back to Melbourne.

Blarrrdy ass flight is at 7.00a.m. next morning and we’ve been here since 10.00p.m.

Been traveling round the north island of New Zealand and it’s been a mega, mega BLAST so far.

Anyhow, the pictures will come very soon and with the delightful assistance of free internet at the nearby Samsung booth, I wish all a Merry Christmas and a happy happy New Year! Folks back in Melbourne, Malaysia and of course, the blogosphere will be seeing my ulgy face (yes, against all your will) pretty soon I suppose.

因为他在放屁.

F A I

Oh fuck, I think I’m gay.

Well, the realization did not barge through my head as crudely as it did to him and needless to say, Fai doesn’t get this kind of realizations anyway. I’m sure many of you are already nodding in agreement now. =)

I suddenly became conscious of the fact that I no longer write fancy and I always go straight to the point nowadays. It’s probably because most of the time I leave the talking to pictures (obviously they’d do a better job) and maybe because I find it very tiring to read a blog that is crammed full of ‘wordwordwordwordwordwordwordwordwordwordwordwordwords’. I (erm…kinda) find it pretty boring lo… Mel I blame you, you bitch!

Looking back at the things I wrote in Tancube (Jinn you should do that since you’re so free) and earlier WordPress posts, I was pretty amazed that I actually wrote the things I wrote. I told Kah Wei earlier today that I think I lost touch with my writing sense. I don’t know whether it’s just me or what but writing actually just comes to me like how you feel a gush of emotions taking over you. It’s like how Peter Petrelli can unconsciously call out supernatural powers (oh I took the test to find out which hero I was – Matt Parkman).

Well I’m telling you I lost touch and I can’t call out shits now. Shiaat!! Kena Shanti virus!! NOOOBB!!!

Yea you.

因为他在放屁.

F A I