Tuesday, September 26, 2006

A Wedding Story

Wedding Weekend

My friend Samuel Hoo got married last weekend and it was truly a touching moment for all. It also reminded me that I'm getting old and soon it'll be my turn...and you know what? I can't wait ... hahahah.

Ahhhh, marriage is indeed a wonderful thing...the union between man and woman (or woman and man for the more feminist people out there), it really is touching, really.

Here's a collection of some photos which were taken during the wedding. Enjoy.

A group of us stayed over at Samuel's house the day before so that we can all leave together on Saturday morning. Of course, as with all other sleep overs, nobody really got any sleep as we were all up till the wee hours of the morning trying to provide sound advice to a friend. I won't say who this person is, but Julius was going through some sort of personal, relationship crisis and needed to tap upon the timeless wisdom of his friends.

In the end, we offered our 'heng tai' support and reassured him that if ever the shit hits the ceiling, he can rely on us to bring him out and make him stone drunk in order to forget his problems.

Solidarity, its a beautiful thing.

Since this will be Samuel's first time at...ermm...copulating, we initially thought that we should provide some guidance to him (based on what we've read in government-sanctioned biology books of course...*ahem*). We were quite clever, really. We came up with a plan which involved the use of teddy bear 'volunteers', special sound effects, and a diagrammatic representation of the erogenous zones of a female body but in the end we decided that it was just too much hassle and couldn't be bothered.

I'm sure Samuel can handle it on his own...hahahahah.

Of course, being a Chinese wedding, we had the usual 'Chong Moon' where the groom has to perform a number of stupid, embarassing tasks in order to get the chance to see his bride. This time around, the bride and her chi muis were quite kind hearted, and Samuel only had to eat a few dead bugs and sing a few songs in a variety of different languages.

A piece of cake really.

The day ceremony was held in Jalan Imbi Chapel, with the night dinner at Legend Hotel. There was no hard liquor being served, but that didn't stop one of us from getting incredibly drunk on wine. I won't name the culprit, but Julius ended the night trying to hump Samuel while hugging him.

Oh well, at least he seemed to have forgotten his crisis.

All in all, it was a great occassion. Seeing a friend take the step of marriage is always a joyous event, and I wish the happy couple all the best!

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

A Familiar Stranger

I was talking to a distant relative whom I have not seen for more than a decade.While talking, he asked me how my dad was. A very straight forward question, but it is one which always leaves me struggling for an answer.

Hoping that he wouldn't probe further, I mumbled a vague reply.

My relative then went on and asked me if I was the one who used to study at APIIT. When I asked how did he know, he said that my dad mentioned it to him before a long time ago.

Hearing that made me feel sad.

I know I shouldn't be.

Feeling sad over a person I hardly ever knew?

C'mon snap out of it.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Push My Buttons?

So clueless

Something funny happened last night while I was at Velvet with a group of friends. The place was packed, which was pretty usual for a Saturday night, and we were just hanging around our table, dancing to the music and trying not to trod on the toes of the people endlessly streaming in and out.

There was a group of girls in front of me, and suddenly one of them turned around to face me and began running her fingers up and down the front of my shirt. To be more exact, she was sort of playing with the buttons on my shirt. What the??! She invited me to dance with her, but by then I was on the verge of bursting out in laughter. I mean c'mon...buttons?? Aijojoh, this girl needs help.

After having clubbed for some time, you'd probably think that you've heard every pick-up line, or seen every 'approach' in the book. However, just when you thought you've seen it all, trust that there will be someone out there who still manages to surprise you with their odd-ball behavior.


Friday, September 15, 2006


Laundry Bar @ the Curve

I dropped by Laundry Bar last night to catch several live performances by our local bands and also to meet up with a few friends. I reached there at around 10:30pm and the place was freakin packed! Ughh...if I had known that it was going to be so packed I would have thought twice about coming. Listening to live music is no fun when you're squashed between loads of sweaty, head-banging guys. I know some of my more 'gay' readers may find that a turn-on, but I digress.

The music wasn't that great. The sound guy must have been sleeping or something for the mixing levels were pretty bad. Most of the vocals were overpowered by the instruments, leaving the lead singers standing there, silently opening and closing their mouths like some sort of badly dubbed Japanese serial.

In the end, me and my friends decided to find ourselves a table outdoors, away from the crowds and badly mixed sounds. Oh yah, I also heard that Pete Teo was going to be performing next. A good reason as any for us to make our way outside...hahah.

Alright, for the more observant of you, I know that I'm wearing the same shirt that I wore to Maison a few weeks ago. I also know that it is very obvious because the pictures are just a few posts below, but c'monnnn... there is a time gap of 2 weeks between the two! And in that 2 weeks, my shirt has been washed and ironed, and it smells very nice and clean okay.

Sighh...next time I better plan my outfits according to the pictures I have posted in my blog.

So there we were, sitting outdoors, having a few drinks and generally talking crap when my friend Tak Shune decided to indulge in a little bit of flashing and 'accidently' ripped a huge hole in his pants. He claimed it was an accident, and that it was caused by a screw which was protruding from the chair. But me thinks he is a liar!..muahah.

I also bumped into an old friend of mine, Kimberly Chin aka t00thfairie. I've known her ages now and some things never seem to change, meaning we always have a lot of interesting crap to talk about when we're together....hahah. She's also been confiding in me about her recent 'love issues', but being the stubborn girl that she is, she always ignores all of my astoundingly good advice (chocked full of pearls of wisdom, I might add). Shocking, I know :O

Since most of us are working folk, we didn't stay that late. I reached home at around 2:00 am and tried to get some shut-eye, but was kept awake by the incessant barking of my neighbour's dog-from-hell. I tell you, the owner had better do something to keep that animal quiet during the wee hours of the night or else I'll be forced to take drastic action (and compain to my mom).

Hah! That will teach him!

So in the end, I only managed to get in around 4 hours of sleep...ugghhh. Thank goodness it's a Friday. I can't wait to hit the sack again tonight.

Friday, September 08, 2006

You Are That Blogger Right?

A taste of blogging...ermm...'fame'

Yesterday, while I was having dinner at Amcorp, a fellow came up to me and said "Hey, you are that blogger right?" I was blur for a moment, but after awhile, a joyful realization sank in...

..there are people who actually follow my blog!

Woo hoo! I practically felt like jumping up and doing a little victory jig but thankfully, I managed to control myself. It's pretty amazing though, I've always thought that the only people who read my blog were,

a) my mother (out of love for her only son)
b) my close friends (out of pity)
c) myself (coz I have to check my posts for typos...duh)

What is even more amazing is the fact that the fellow, upon recognizing me, did not accuse me of cluttering up the blogosphere with my nonsensical rants and raves and angrily charge towards me with balled-up fists, and strings of expletives spewing from the mouth. He was quite friendly in fact. What a shocker.

Oh well, now that I know that there are people who actually find the crap I post entertaining, I better buck up and find more interesting topics to blog about. Any suggestions?

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Honk If You Find This Funny =)

Deviating from the norm

I don't usually re-post the stuff I come across on the Internet, but this joke was pretty funny (well, to me at least) so I thought I'd just highlight it here in the hallowed pages of my blog *ahem*. Enjoy!

These two Middle Easterners come to America. They get separated from each other, and about a year later they get together to see who had become more Americanized.

So the first guy says, 'I'm picking up my son from baseball practice, and then we're going out to McDonald's. And then I'm going home to watch some NFL football. How about you?'

And the second guy says, 'F@#% you, towelhead!'"

Monday, September 04, 2006

Dancing at Maison

Why so many guys wan?

Yesterday, I went down to Maison with my girlfriend and a group of her friends. When I first stepped into the joint, I found it a bit strange that there were so many men standing around dressed in an assortment of tight singlets and tight pants.

Funnier still, a lot of these guys were pretty buff. You know, the usual muscular arms, broad backs, thick neck bla bla bla. The reason that is strange is because, as anyone who frequents the various night spots in Malaysia can attest to, Malaysian men generally aren't that fit. In fact, Malaysian men can usually be easily categorized into 3 categories:

a) Skinny
b) Fat
c) Skinny but with a perut buncit

Yes, there are some guys who are buff but they are so few in number that it would be a waste of time and space to allocate a category just for them.

So yeah, it's strange to see so many buff guys in one place at the same time.

At least, it was strange until my friend whispered in my ear..."It's gays night at Maison"

Ahhhh....now it all makes sense.

So sad hor, that so many guys who are buff, can dress, have nice hair AND can dance without making a fool of themselves are gay. I can just about hear the cries of anguish from the women population in Malaysia.

No wonder our birth rate is dropping. Sad sad.