Penang The Food Paradise

Haagen-Daz, a sentimental way to end my last night in Penang. Overall; AWESOMENESS!!!

Was emoing with the katana, and he snapped a pic.

This is more like it, Fruit Rojak!

Junyang ordered me some Jellyfish thing... how? taste like jelly ahahaha

The Port

Took the Ferry a couple of times back and forth, first time hehe thats why. Felt like some Hong Kong drama thing....

While on the bus, i came across this. Wtf? Even police is hitting on FB?

The Old School pizza where they use the chimney looking oven to cook one.

Shit man, i tell you, the Ikan Bakar, fucking nice.... XD

Dinner! Quek Quek!

Fuck, why did i even post this up, i look so "Handsome" sehhhh XD

Back in the hotel, Jun Yang was rolling around after a Katana duel.

All the fishes the small kid was trying to kill with big chunks of Gardinia.

Check out all the "Wu Gui"sss wei.. saw them on my way up the temple.

Ahah!!! Theres me model... hahahah

The cable car sort of thing, on our way up to see her... haha

Went to the Ket Lok Si (Cat Cannot See) Temple. Guan Yin was my Model appointment. XD

Took a short stroll down Gurney Drive; we were talking about G?

JunYang getting his candid treatments XD

Do not under-estimate this picture, it consist of nothing but BABI!

It was nice to see Wen Quan after so long, but still didnt get to give him a proper goodbye.

Hallelujah! Char Kueh Tieow!

Jun Yang ordered Oo jian.

Food was awesome. First thing for me, Hokkien Mee!

Reached Penang, and had awesome dinner with JunYang and Wen Quan.

The Way I Write About Things

I used to write about stars, destinies and fate; yet now i write like everyone else. About my regular activities, whatever that may have came my way as I move along the journey of limited time; through life. Time used to be against me, now it still is. I have visions and voices in my head, telling me stories that fits the missing pieces of the puzzle. Perhaps I'm crazy, but the truth is, all the best people are. I seem to be neglecting my inspiration; far too much distraction. I need to find my inner peace once again, to gain balance and gain total control of whats within. . .

Hari Raya!

Dragged my feet up those steps after exchanging goodbyes and wishes to Jason and Elisha; it is her birthday today. We drank and talked, she is quite the funny lady to begin with; she seemed happy, i'm glad. As i was proceeding up to my apartment, i noticed the sound of water flowing a good ten feet away from where i was. I looked up to the sky, it seemed as though someone dyed it blood red. "About to rain i guess..." i thought to myself with a sigh.

I cant say i have much on my mind, but just a sense of satisfaction somewhere within me. It was a rather long day today, besides the drinking. I hung out with Nicholas Chen (Stephanie's little bro) earlier today. Exchanged our views over a lot of things, well i'm just glad he still kept the tradition of . . . . well its a guy's thing XD

On the side note, its HARI RAYA!!!! Not like it matters much to me, but regards from me anyways for those who celebrates it. Well, i guess that's it for now. Goodnights everyone, whether or not its your birthday today, or perhaps to some who thinks that this is just like any another night; sweet dreams, you got a big day tomorrow! ^^

One Love

‎"Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for."
- Bob Marley

I was going about facebook as usual, and i came across a phrase Bob Marley used to say. It caught my eye, tingled my nerves and send tiny shock waves to my brain saying "I Fucking Agree!" Well, God if you truly exist; bring back Bob Marley and Jimi Hendrix, thank you. Amen.

Since then, i have been thinking. Who are the ones generally worth suffering for? Besides your family, besides yourself; who else? I have a few; Lee Jun Yang; wait on second thought, only one.
Up until a few days ago, i thought i have another whom i think its worth suffering for. But honestly i have to hand it to him, i give up.

I was reading Andrew Chong's blog, i came to realize that his command of English is way unexpected; fluent, lively and very philosophical. The way he describe his thoughts with a dash of mystery . I told him, i had no absolute idea at all that he's mind was so brilliant. Im surprised.
We were talking about relationships, love particularly. It was then i thought to myself, "Damn i envy him." As much as im loving every bit of my singularity, yet i cant help but to feel a little lonely at the same time. Somewhere inside of us, everybody wants a somebody to matter in their lives. I guess... so do i.

I spoke to Wai Ken today like finally and he said;

"I miss you and high school; it was simpler then and simplicity is the best"

True, i agreed nevertheless. Somehow after hearing him say that, i began to feel bad about not being able to hang out with him more last time. Mainly due to my busy working schedule. Though, im glad i told him im willing to spend more time with him since im not working anymore; for old times sake. ^^

Im will be on a trip to Penang with JunYang next week. Finally got to go on a trip with a friend, a fucking good friend. All the good food, the free hotel room, and definitely i am going to cam whore with him! *Grins (JunYang if you are reading this, be prepared, get ready. Rock and Roll! KaCHING!) I still remember the first time we met, the awfully quiet monotonous; short messy hair boy, oh ya thick frame-less specs too. Look at him now, stylish hair, contact lens; looking good! Well, im glad i found him. He is by far the only person i know, not related by blood to be able to fully accept me for who i am and what i am, not because of what or who he wants me to be.

Destiny really is a funny thing isn't it? Haha.

Its broken. . .

Im having my old nostalgic feelings once again. Probably due to a series of chained events, very minor and unimportant when they came; now all jumbled up together. Just like a bottled up coke ready to explode. I thought i found a certain someone, however it doesn't seem to be the case; not until the end no...

Maybe i was expecting too much, which explains the fucked up feeling when things don't fulfill. Well that is case number one, there are still bazillion gazillion more things haunting me. Probably enough to open up my own governmental sector of private affairs.

I remember the times when i used to walk back home under the sun. Thoughts and dreams filled my head with every step. The feeling of someone walking beside me which appeared to be just a figment of my imagination; all the things that i wished existed. I came a long way, and there is still a lot more to go. I miss those days where nothing mattered, well at least not that much. The nights where i sat staring at the screen waiting for inspiration to hit, while the fridge clicked. The flies that came and died by the rolled up newspapers. The dog in which i shared a certain bond with, the atmosphere, the jazz, the blues, Norah Jones....now all gone. I moved on; but i still miss them all.

Emo was my alter ego. The secret life i lead after the sun sets, all those words i had and played with like the flow of water. The rhymes, the poems. The "someone...." When would it be the day my dream finally ends? Perhaps an end with a beginning of another? Seriously, i don't mind just as long as this ends. . .

The Korean Dream

A lot of talk has been going around lately, about the above. Just look at it, enough said. Perhaps its the raging hormones or probably maybe, its a guy thing. Something that every guy seems to be secretly yearning for deep inside, whether or not they show it would be an entirely different issue; but at least they want it, they wish for it. Well, i have to say. So do I.

I am going to make it a point to do whatever it takes to get that, its a goal. Not just a dream that just ends up like another fantasy which only happens when you close your eyes or daydream. Rather something that will exist in reality, on me. Or.... i could crop my face onto this picture, but what good would that bring? If only you can just imagine me with that body. Ohhlala, how many innocent am i going to kill? (joking ^^) I have to get my lazy butt, and find the motivation to do it. Wait a minute, what the heck am i talking about? Just look at that body! Im motivated enough. Means what? No more fat food? Possibly no more smoking?

Like what Anthony Robbins used to say, humans are motivated by two things in life and only two; pain and pleasure. Whatever we do in our lives, no matter what decisions we make. We do them to avoid pain and gain pleasure. I guess i found my pain and my pleasure in wanting to work for something so sexy....mwahahahahaha! *grins

It would be a six month project for starters, but i figured its gonna take more than six month for something so perfect. Oh well, but not just the body. The hair (not tae yang's hair of course XD) and everything else. I will do it, i must, i have to!

Toilet Bowl

The smooth, semi reflective texture. Curved lines that shapes your unseen desires. As important as it is in our everyday lives, we speak little or not at all of it. How it holds and stays; be there when we are in need, when nature calls, we find that the toilet bowl is in fact our savior, our hero. I used to sit by the toilet bowl when i was younger, not for any other purpose except to connect with what i call my universe. A vast imaginative pool of limitless ideas or inspiration for me to tap into; to download data from. Other times, well you should know...

What marvelous invention it is, the flushing system. As unlikely it is to be something inspirational, it has its own educational values. When your life is just so filled up with shit, all you have to do is to take the courage and flush it all away. Some forget, some simply can't only because they think they can't. Well, flushing just ain't no problem or obstacle to me. When things get ugly or smelly, thank hade's penis there is a cap to hide it all away. Just like what people would normally do, hide it all away. I guess everything would be so much simpler if we can see it in the toilet bowl sense, cap it, flush it. Anyways, you must be wondering why am i writing about toilet bowl this very night while listening to jazz. I gotta say, its quite the challenge and one particularly out of the blue ridiculous challenge between me and Lee JunYang. I did it, so did he i suppose. Come to think of it, i haven't been blogging for the past month or so and i came back writing with a twist about toilet bowls. A good start, very good start.... haha XD