Me and My Watch

I own a rip-curl surfer's watch as a birthday gift 5 years ago. It stays with me and went through all my exams and interview sessions since then.

People use to ask me why am i wearing a belt watch rather than a metal chained one, and there are times when i feel like owning one of those chained watches as i see some really elegant ones in the malls. But this old faithful watch of mine seems so versatile that i never get a chance to change to a new one at all. I've dropped it, smashed it with my car door, bath with it, and it always survives no matter what.

Of course, i've changed its belt a couple of times, as they worn out after a year or so. The batteries too, changed a couple of times now, but the watch itself, it works just fine.

What's the problem of wearing a belt watch? Watches used to play it's role in representing a man's ego, portraying his personality, class, status and achievements. Does it really matters? A billionaire doesn't bring along with him a billion dollar wherever he goes, but he just has that something which makes him appeal to the rest as a billionaire.

And nowadays, u'll never know who owns that biggie and who's just another bragged ass hole who's only loud in boasting basing on appearance solely. It's dangerous to judge a book by its cover.

And guess what, as i was flipping through the newspaper, i saw this article and found out that all the big shots wear belt watches. Hyped.

The world is changing. The trend is changing. And i love my watch.

1) Chelsea's One in a Million- Roman Abramovich wears plastic digital model.

2)THE PRESIDENT- Tony Blair with swatch.

3) THE WARLORD- Bush with budget model.

*pictures above abstracted from The Stars.

Ass banged

I used to criticize a lot about our national car aka proton. Anyway i own a proton satria neo cause i really like its exterior lan yeng design and it's comparatively cheap.

You know how those big wheels will usually take 5 minutes or perhaps longer to switch off the engine completely after you plug out your car key?? My satria neo has that ability too. But the thing with my sweet car is that it's not because of the cool down purpose, rather it's somewhere short-circuited at the air cond fan where it'll never switch off completely. But since not many people know that, i can still act lan yeng a bit when i off my engine. =)

Also, the front bumper, it's so low that if u go down a slightly steeper slope at a faster speed, the bumper will hit right into it and fall out of the socket lock, where you'll have to manually put it back into position later.

And in less than a year, the left rear break light of my sweet car burnt and till today i haven't repair any of these since the workshop always tell you it's gonna take ages to repair and that's exactly what i don't have. Proton. Get what i mean?

But two days ago, the last day of my stay in PD, my car got crash from behind by two cars consecutively. This iswara in front of me overshot a junction and the driver breaks immediately. Full stop. My car coming from behind saw that and of course i slammed onto the emergency break and barely made it, stopped about an inch away from it.

Then, we have this Kelisa coming from behind, BANG!! Here's what it looks like:

Still fine, then the asshole Kia Spectra came full speed and crash right into my car. AGAIN. Look at it:

Being gang banged like this, u'll automatically imagine my car to become something like this at least:

However, my sweet car survived the crash:

Only scratches!!!

We ended up in the police station in alor gajah, to cut the long story short:

1) Kelisa paid a fine of rm200.

2) Spectra paid a fine of rm200, and on top of that, i'll claim from his insurance for repair.

3) Benny weep for his beloved satria who got ass bang twice in a day.

For once, i'm proud to own a national car, Malaysia Boleh!!

Rotaract BODs Retreat

And so we went to somewhere near port dickson for our rotaract retreat after a whole year of hard work realizing the many projects we set out for community service and self development. Just got back yesterday, and here are some pics to share.

7 cars convoy all the way down from ipoh, some joined midway, and when we reach our destination, the holy light shone upon the cars.

A very nice scenery with not only the beach as expected, but also a very wide field of greeneries.

 

N this below is the glass house we slept in, where if enter and look through the glass walls, u can see a magnificent sea view, just like the mansion in the movie iron man, i would love to have a house like that some day when n if i get rich.

The gateway to the sea..

 

A lonely rod awaits. hmm sounds porno

The beach

 

Aaron sleeping

  

The 2nd nite was a blast, barbeque coupled with lots and lots of alcohols, cool sea breeze, altec lansing with our self made DJ KC, and a gang of hyped up people. Too bad nobody remember to take any pictures. But i would certainly regret if i wasn't there that nite.

The last morning where we assembled the car for a photoshoot which supposed to turn out professional but it failed. Anyway, spot the red GTO, it rocks n pumps like nothing ordinary. A great Blast!

A night with a stranger

It was cold that night, but i decided to take a walk outside, just to take a puff actually. And there at the park, i met her. She was all alone with her laptop, stealing the wifi coverage coming from the building where i just exit from.

Since there's only both of us there, it makes it weird if i don't say hi somehow, and so i greeted her in german and we talked. Found out that she's a thai, currently in serbia under a student exchange program.

I like their ascent, Thais, Vietnamese, Koreans, the way they speak english sound so gentle. So soft yet outspoken. So sweet yet determined. So polite yet fun to be with. N lastly, so honest and true. It's a culture, a bringing up i believe. 

N so we ended up talking for 4 hours there, freezing to death. The winds were cutting through our bones that night. But that didn't bother us a little.

N today, as i was uploading the pics to facebook, i saw this pic n i wish i can go back to that night with her again, a stranger whom u can share with about almost everything and anything the 1st night we met.

She's special.

Completion of 2nd year 2nd semester

 

 

Finally finals are over. Another semester flew by. And by far, this is the semester i enjoyed most, achieved most, also the semester where i had most fun doing the not so right thing and neglected the assumed to be important things. But i did not regret a single bit, and well it's my life and i love my life like this!

The record:

1) Participated in Robocon, causes many sleepless nights and missed classes.

2) I'm back in KL the most this sem till i feel so unusual that i'm at home, again as if i'm on a holiday break.

3) Hit the clubs 3 times in a single week during test week.

4) Mamak session every night that burns a hole in my pocket and eye bags turning into eye luggages.

5) Smoking kills is what i learn through experience.

6) And i hate the snooker center right beside UTP, every day without fail, i'll be there wasting money and time poking balls with a stick. Gaming before, snooker now.

7) Went waterfall trip and sight seeing tour in kampar with EMT assignment still pending on my desk. But yeah, rejuvenation!!

8) Starbucks camping sessions.

9) Last but not least, Eurobot trip to germany in the midst of finals.

This is the 1st time i have this feeling of missing the life in utp during my holiday, miss the easy access to mamak anytime u want, miss dc++ which allow me to go on a movie marathon, miss fufu sessions at the balcony, miss the phrase "jom, change" and "chill la" each time before we end up in clubs, also miss the convenience of MIRC n Gtalk.

But every sem changes, and i don't foresee how next sem could be as crazy and fun as this though i'd like it to, but next sem will be the blast i would say, many projects and plans will be carried out and in execution phase next semester, it makes me excited just to think bout that. But well, we'll see.

This semester is a semester of change for me, a breakthrough.