F**K The Coolest Cab Driver I've Ever Met.

                          In the past, I've always had this gigantic grudge of the taxi/cab system in Malaysia, no matter,  how much I put my hopes in them, they always managed to disappoint me. It's kinda throwing an egg of a 30-story building and hoping for it not to FALL, not "BREAK", "FALL", that's how constantly disappointing they were. But this was in the year of 2009, although now, in 2K10, they've been a little more promising. I mean, a lot of great memories this year involved cabs, like the time I skipped school, actually, the times I skipped school, or the mindblowing time I had in Sunway, and today, I met the coolest cab driver in Malaysian history when I was going for for badminton. I learnt a lot of the tricks of the trade of being a cab driver, like how the "NO SMOKING" signs in the cab actually depend on the cab driver, well it depends if the cab driver is a smoker or not. Well, as of today, my hate for cabs and cab drivers have officially been abolished, I now respect the kind of people we have working as our hired transportation. I mean without them, how the hell, are we going to get to our destinations when you have no other means of transportation?. When the distance for a walk is too far, when taking the bus gives you the a chill in your spine after you watched the movie "SPEED", and when you're tired of pregnant women and old ladies hogging the trains like their queens of the world.

P.S- I have nothing against pregnant women, or old ladies, as a matter of fact I love you guys, where would the world be without your hard work. But you gotta admit, these people can get REALLY annoying.

Show me the money

                 When I ask my Muslim friends, what's the best part about the Eid celebrations, they will say the "food", some people will say "family bonding", some will say meeting their grandparents but for the most part they will say the "MONEY" and to those people I say, HELL YEAH baby. Its true, everybody goes through the exhausting month of fasting with their eyes for one prize, the "kaching" if you know what I mean. It's the easiest source of income if you ask me, especially for us students.  I thank god I was born as a Muslim living in Malaysia as I was blessed with the tradition of "duit raya". I've never truly expressed my love for this wonderful tradition. And the best part is, the older you are, the more you shall receive well, at least until you're working, then you'll have to give out the duit raya and that's just a pain in the freaking ass. 

               Think about it, what if this tradition never existed?, What if Eid merely consisted, of food, apologies and family bonding,? Wouldn't it be just so, what's the word?. Empty? I guess?. I mean sure the whole point of Eid is getting together and asking forgiveness from others for your wrong doings and strengthening the bond of our Muslim community. Isn't it just more fun with money in the mix?. I mean money makes everything better, well most things. So imagine if this never existed? you can't buy things you don't want your parents to know about, you can't have a major boost to your savings, no showing off to your friends about how much money you have in your wallet. no NOTHING. So for those people who take the gift of "Duit Raya" for granted, sit and think what if this wonderful tradition was taken away?. The next time you get some "Duit Raya" from somebody, remember to keep it away properly, remember to treasure it like your own life, because yes to me, "MONEY IS THAT IMPORTANT".

                

            Anyway Happy Eid for you Muslims and happy money making, and for you Non -Muslims, well, you're missing out.

Cheers,

Haha, This is Kinda Funny

So I was scrolling through my 3000 unread emails today yes three freaking thousand unread emails, I've been too lazy too get my ass on a chair and read my emails, well finally after one and a half years I finally have, thank god. Actually it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be cause most of the emails came from the spams of Facebook notifications so I used the "sweep" function I just found out about. It deletes all the same emails from the same sender which was fortunately "Facebook". Anyway, I received a delightful email from my dad which I found kinda hilarious and most importantly it thought me some "moral values" :)

Here's a couple of them

Lesson 2:

A priest offered a Nun a lift.

She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg.

The priest nearly had an accident.

After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.

The nun said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'

The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'

The priest apologized 'Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.'

Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way.

On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, 'Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory.'


Moral of the story:
If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.


Lesson 4

A turkey was chatting with a bull.

'I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree' sighed the turkey, 'but I haven't got the energy.'
'Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?' replied the bull.
They're packed with nutrients.'

The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree.

The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch.

Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.

He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.


Moral of the story:
Bull Shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there..

Haha Cheers,

Its Been A Long Time Coming

Sup, I've decided to restart this blog with a clean slate, a fresh start and as a result I deleted all those freaking depressing posts before this. I was having a bit of a falling out with life and love. But it's all good now, for the most part. And I promise I will not post anymore obnoxious posts as I did before. Well, I'll try, changing is not so easy. Anyway, I'm just happy that I have the resolution to blog again even if it might be a complete waste of my freaking time. So, if there is even one dude who reads this sad excuse for a blog, just want you to know, I'm back and blacker than ever.

Cheers,