Monday, October 23, 2006

hi.

for all you guys who have found religion, please pray for.... me. i am as screwwed as a person on seng keat's kapal terbang without a parachute. exams are in 18 hours, i have read as much as seng keat did for his sem 3 exams. gg.

and those who don't have religion? you will burn in hell for not praying for me.

on a lighter note, i'm 1 week away from holidays. rawr.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Once upon a time....continued...

Once upon a time, there was this story written by a friend of mine whom I do not want to name. It's about this boy who can't pass the longkang no matter what he does. To make it worst, even the beggar from pasar malam who lost a leg and uses tongkat to walk can even pass through the longkang. So everyone else seems to left this boy behind and continued their journey. Time passes...

Meanwhile, this boy has learnt his lesson and he vows to pass this hurdle that seems to be stopping him from progressing. So, he set course with a different heading. But, the obstacle still stands. The longkang remains. In fact, this longkang has diverged into multiple longkangs so this lil' cute boy have to pass through all of them in order to have the slightest chance to catch up with his friends and not to forget the one-legged uncle.

So what this boy does is, he went far. In fact he went to this secluded area called Bankstown, and lived in Blacktown while Middle Eastern and Nazi's are having a war of their own. Anyway, it's West of Sydney, Australia just in case you don't know. This boy fought hard, not to say that Uncle One Leg never fought hard, but the focus here is the boy. So with his lifeless and hectic schedule, waking up 4 am in the morning to take an hour bus to the place he trains, for averagely 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, for 3 freakingly long months! Not to mention it's Summer, so your day is longer! But in the end of it. He's done it. He took his exam and scored high! Higher than so many Aussies or even Singaporean or whatever it is. He got his PPL(Private Pilot License)

Therefore, with the license granted to him, he took a plane start it up and up he goes flying high and mighty over the first longkang as if it's not there. IN fact, he was so high up he couldn't see the longkang anymore. There he goes, he realized that passing through this longkang ain't that hard. You just need to put effort into it and discipline. Intelligent counts too.

So, after struggling for 3 months he's finally back to his home. Sweet oh sweet Subang. Had a 2 weeks rest for CNY and off he goes again. Destination, Kota Freaking Bharu! He lives in this quite well equipped 30 floors apartment which incidently is the highest freaking building in the whole bloody Kelantan with 5 other batchmates! Now you know why it's a bloody kampung here. 2 in a room by the way. With the luxury of using the gym, swimming pool, sauna of Renaissance hotel situated next to the apartment, it's not that bad.

So long story short, he continues flying. Have classes 6 days a week now, studies hard. ONe by one, the longkangs are slowly fading behind him. He could see Mr. one-leg now. Not far ahead. So he decided to land slightly in front of him. Down he goes, the moment he landed he went to Mr. One-leg and decided to break his other leg. Just for fun's sake. He continues his journey. Not long after he saw his friends. Some in Australia, some UK, New Zealand some still in M'sia. Slowly but sure, he caught up with them. Not only have he caught up, he overtook them and it seems that he's about to reach the finishing line sooner than them. Well, we'll have to see then. End of story.

Anyway, the point of the story is not bout who reaches the finishing line first of who left who behind, or breaking the leg of Mr. One-leg whom is now Mr. Legless...

It's to tell you guys that I've passed my Freaking CAA-6 EXAMINATION!!!!! WOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!! NO more studying for exam for the next four months!!!! Just FLY FLY FLY!!!! SWEEEEETTTT MummAHHHHHHHH!!!! With a failure rate of almost 50%, where one would at least fail one paper, I have passed all at one go!!!! WOOOOHHOOOO!!!

I'm now a PPL, CPL and Frozen ATPL holder. Thank you. Welcome. I love you all! MUakz!!!

*Disclaimer* - The story above is fully fictional. It had nothing to do with real person whether dead or alive. It's not meant to be bitter nor make anyone angry. If you, in any circumstances felt a slight tinge in your heart, well too bad. Go report to your mom.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

why do people kill themselves.

after spending a good 2 months in the hospitals (yes, i know i've been here for a year but that's how much i've been going), i have come to the realisation that perthies are stupid people. perthies, cos it sounds better than perthians. a quick breakdown of ye normal visitors of royal perth hospital based on each system (ah yes, the organised medical mind with a penchant for evidence-based medicince):

1. Respiratory system - 90% smokers and the rest are people who stick asbestos up their noses or have asthma. so, 90% of them breathless folks are those who could've avoided it altogether and the other 10%.. well, gg bad luck. they make good percussion practice though.

2. Cardiovascular system - 99% angina/MI due to high cholesterol, high blood pressure, lah dee dah. while the other 1%, well ur momma was a smoker and gave you VSD+ASD+PDA with a transposed great vessel just to make sure u turn blue. who's to blame? the heart failure virus?

3. Gastrointestinal system - ok to be fair, not all the people who bleed from their arses brought it on themselves. so a good 30-40% alcoholic pancreatitis/hepatits etc. and the rest, well diarrhoea or some parasite. who knows? but most importantly, WHO TOLD YOU TO DRINK SO MUCH YOUR FACE TURNED YELLOW AND YOU GOT CEREBELLAR ATAXIA?! drink water for crying out loud. it's cheaper.

4. Neuro - they have entire hospital wards dedicated to stroke patients. go figure.

5. Renal/endocrine - lazy lah, you get the idea anyway.

so next time you see me on the wards and i'm smiling as i palpate your oversized liver, remember that i'm not smiling cos i'm being nice, i'm smiling cos you just owned yourself.

Friday, October 06, 2006

So where are we now?

All over the world apparently.

Chia Ming is in Manchester, UK. Life is going well, albeit a tad expensive, and he seems to have carried the lectureboy way of life into the UK. His housemates are now slowly evolving to understand the simplicity that life can offer if you live it the lectureboy way.

Tim is in Perth, Australia. Making friends is a hassle, so he prefers to stay at home and talk to his computer. His crankiness for some reason seems to attract women, so he decided not to fix what isn't broken and left it as it is.

Han Nien is in Subang Jaya, Malaysia and will be heading off to Brisbane. He intends to spend most of his time chilling out on nude beaches and occasionally surf. The net. His mom told him to get a job while he's free but he decided not to listen and told her aptly that he's a lectureboy. She frowned and walked away.

Seng Keat is in Kota Bahru, Malaysia. He can predict the weather now and often he gives Kate Beckinsale lookalikes a ride on his plane and flys her, piercing through the thick clouds to view the setting sun(not a sexual innuendo). If you give him a tip, he will read your palm for you even.

Wei Jin is in Halifax, Canada. Recently he had his ass grabbed by a fat woman in a club. He pretends that he detested it but we all secretly know that his ego was boosted. He is finding life dull so he can't wait to play his bass guitar on unsuspecting teenage girls. Strumming his melodious instrument for their newly found jazzy love. Again, don't read too much into it.

WE meet occasionally in Azeroth, it's this place known as the World of Warcraft. HOwever, SK does not have time to indulge himself in such experiences such that now the only contact we ever get from him is on this blog's chatterbox.


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I doubt we'll ever see each other again. Unless one of us gets married. Or dies. Then we'll be sort of obliged to attend the funeral. OMG such dark thoughts.

The Chinese believe that if you accidentally speak of an ill event, then all you have to do is exclaim the word "Choy!" very loudly and it will all be fine.

Hope you have a happy fun rainbow adventure. BYe.

Monday, October 02, 2006