I received a call today on my mobile from Z, (remember him? remember running in a zig-zag pattern?).  He asked me if I still take the Bukit Segambut way to get to KL.  I answered sometimes and quickly told him that I didn’t have time for silly talk because I was at the client’s office.  I was waiting for them to setup a projector for me.

Z quickly asked me on average how long does it take to reach Berjaya Times Square from Bukit Segambut.  I answered "Depends who’s driving.  If you, forever.  If me, about 35 to 45 minutes. Hahahaha…"  Silly talk.

He then told me that saudara Anwar Ibrahim had been arrested.  I was at the clients place in JB and I didn’t get online the whole morning.  I initially thought that Anwar had been arrested when he showed up at the station but we all know that’s not the case.  He was suppose to head to the IPK in Jalan Hang Tuah to give his statement after coming from the ACA’s office in Putrajaya but changed direction.  That’s when the very, very efficient police decided to move in.  The police must have put a tail on him, tailing him all the way from Putrajaya.

Z is very fond of saudara Anwar and strongly believes that he is the best person to lead this messed up country of ours.  I’m sitting on the fence.  I think he needs to surround himself with a team of brilliant think tanks.  Which is why Pak Lah is heading towards being the worst PM Malaysia has ever had.  He’s surrounded by idiots and assholes.  And when there are those who are giving him good advice, he’s half asleep to be able to listen clearly.  Tell me three things that Pak Lah did that made you glad, that gave you confidence.

All his decisions are half baked.  Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Different petrol price for foreigners!  While the rakyat were slapping their foreheads in disbelieve, it took a few days for him to realize what a stupid idea that is.

Is anyone aware of what is currently being done to improve public transportation?  I’ve heard a lot of talk and a lot of numbers being mentioned but nothing on how is it going to be used for.  Half baked?  If I were PM (that’s my new blog btw), I would start by getting back to the basics that were taught when I was in school.  Remember lining up before going up the bus?

If you’ve taken the LRT from KL Sentral in the mornings, you’ll notice that everyone lines up in straight lines while waiting for the train.  They have placed employees at the platform to ensure that everyone lines up and there’s one way in and one way out.  It’s a very orderly process.  This simple procedure of lining up improves the experience of taking the lrt, from KL Sentral anyway.  Too bad it’s not practised anywhere else.  The rest of the stations, you’d have to fight your way in and out.  If it was implemented at all stations, soon it would become the norm for the public to line up in an orderly manner.  *fingers crossed*  My point is, start somewhere, start something.

Now on to last night’s debate.  I think it’s safe to say that majority of us agree that Anwar came out tops over Mr. Whitey Foamed Mouth, who was debating on a different issue. :P  He was debating on Anwar’s character wor…. Niamah! 

Seriously, who gives a shit what Anwar did a zillion years ago.  Yeah, he was quite the asshole.  But the man is older, framed (that’s my opinion) and went to jail, got beaten up, his family shamed, developed a bad back (which I would like to add is almost impossible to enjoy sex in the sodomee position *ahem*) and now he suddenly sees himself given a second chance.  Is he still the Anwar of before?  I doubt it.  Heck, I’m not even the man I was yesterday! :P

But to be fair to Mr. Whitey Foamed Mouth, I was surprised that the organizer didn’t provide any water during the debate.  Guess we’re still not used to organizing such debates.

But what got on my nerves even more were the news shown on the regular TV channels.  The hotel I’m staying in only has limited channels on Astro so I had to watch the mainstream tv.  TV3’s news that morning (after midnite) showed clips of Mr. Whitey Foamed Mouth in full speed talking bad about Anwar’s character and they cut over to show Anwar slapping his forehead and shaking his head, portraying him as not able to cope up with Mr. Whitey.  They did not show much on what Anwar touched on.  They showed Mr. Whitey talking about something then Anwar slapping his forehead.  Mr. Whitey talking about something, Anwar shaking his head.  Mr. Whitey talking about something, Anwar smiling.  To someone who doesn’t have access to the debate, it would seem that Mr. Whitey came out tops.  While Anwar just stood around like a fool.

And they supported it with clips of interviews with BN fellas, proudly declaring that Mr. Whitey did extremely well while Anwar’s ‘fakta-fakta’ were all baseless.  BN had won.  I swear I was in my undies in my hotel room shouting at the fellas to wipe that smirk from their faces.  If only TV3 had shown clips of their asses because I’m quite certain there is a lump there.  It’s their brain.

I’ve got more to rant about but you know I no longer rant about politics on this blog.  Rant about what you asked?  Aiyah, why you ask.  You asked I have to tell you oledi lorh.

Rant about that Ezam fella and the bullshit that comes out of his mouth.  If he has anything on Anwar say it now lar.  Why does he need to tell the whole world that he knows the truth about Anwar but will not say it now.  Wait until the truth comes out only he will tell the truth wor….  What the!! :P

Then there’s the protest in Puchong by that UMNO division regarding the order to remove their cabins.  Apparently there are illegal cabins everywhere in Puchong for their operations and the Puchong MP intends to tear them down so they mai protest lor.  But my rant is not that they are protesting.  My rants are the place-cards that they were holding during the protest.  The messages written on those place-cards had nothing to do with their cabins.  Instead of writing "Don’t tear down our illegal cabins" or "We love cabins. They provide shade on a hot day", they wrote Jangan… melayu this….. melayu that…. buthen I guess that’s their forte.  Still. Fucking racists!

I don’t want to touch on politics on this blog.  I swear a lot when I touch on politics.  Don’t want to be a bad influence on you young fellas. :P :P :P

Oklar, enuff of ranting.

Sekian terima kasih dan majulah sukan untuk negara. :P

Had a day off in JB yesterday and what did I do?  Sleep. :P

I had a dream that I was in a basement parking and there was a room in the middle.  I went into the room and there were a few people in there (can’t recall who they were).  They showed me a beautiful small wooden box and in the box was a diamond necklace and RM3k cash.

When they left the room, I stole the box.  I hid the box under my shirt and walked out of the room.  As I was walking away, I heard someone shout "The box is gone! The box is missing! Someone stole the box!"

They scrambled every corner of the basement to look for the box.  My heart started beating really fast.  I was worried that they would catch me.  I walked faster trying to find a way out of the basement but there was none.  Only four walls without any doors or windows.  I had to think of something quick or else I would get caught.

Someone walked up to me and asked me if I had seen the box.  I looked down towards my waist area and the box was sticking out of my shirt but he couldn’t see it.  (It’s a dream lar…)  I told him I hadn’t seen the box.  He left.

I walked back into the room and closed the door.  I took the necklace and cash from the box and put it inside my pants pocket.  All the while worried that someone might walk in on me.  I made sure my shirt was covering my pocket.

I walked out again with the box under my arm.  I walked as casually as possible to not raise anyone’s suspicion. (Even tho the darn box was right under my arm in full view for everyone to see!) :P

I walked between two parked cars and coolly dropped the box.  I walked away, a necklace and RM3K richer.

When I woke up, I got myself ready to go down for breakfast and as I was putting my pants on, I felt something in my pocket.  I was shocked to find a necklace and RM3K cash!

I’m joking about the last part. :P

But I did have that dream and during breakfast, I kept thinking about it.  Would I have dreamt it if I wouldn’t do it in real life?  Of course I don’t steal stuff in real life… except women’s underwear.  Kakakakakaka. :P :P :P  

But you wouldn’t dream of something that you wouldn’t do in real life, right?  Like I don’t do drugs and if given a choice in a dream, I won’t do it either.  So when I dreamt of stealing something, this would mean that although I don’t steal stuff in real life, there’s actually a thief in me.  Understand what I’m trying to say boh?? :P

Nehmind lar.

The past few weeks, I’ve been churning out post after post but don’t know why I’m not getting any comments from my regular readers on those posts.  

I blogged about the petrol increase.
I blogged about current events.
I blogged about bumping into an old friend who I thought had died a long time ago.
I blogged about being FFK(let go airplane) by V.
I blogged about the gay french dude at Cafe del Mar.
I blogged about abusive relationships.
I blogged about my dotter getting bullied at school.
I blogged about how relationships can sometimes feel suffocating.
I blogged about the things I do when I’m far away from home and all alone in a hotel room.

But I didn’t get a single comment from you guys.  What’s up?  Why like dat?

 

Oh yeah, I know.  It was all in my mind.  I’ve been mind blogging.  If only there was a USB port at the back of my head that I could just plug a USB cable and download all these posts to my blog. :P

And when I found time to sit in front of my laptop, I could only muster 2-3 lines before I gave up and saved them as drafts.  Perhaps I’ll come back to them…. one day.

Shit.  It’s true.  Once you stop, it’s hard to start.

Is anyone out there working on a Viagra for BD?  Blogging Dysfunction?  I need it.

 

ps: Sure someone thought that I needed Viagra for my little Adrian chai rite? Tsk, tsk, tsk, so dirty minded you all! :P

I’ve been meeting a lot of people this past couple of weeks.  I’m dropping in on a few of the client’s offices and I’ve introduced myself as well as been introduced to quite a number of their staff.  When introduced to someone, I often shake their hand and say "Hi, I’m Adrian_Lee. How do you do?"

Now what would be your response?  What would you say back to me?  Of course, "ooooh… you hensem, hensem man…" would be nice but not if you’re Sengkor. :P

But seriously you know what response I get that amuses me?  "ooooh… you hawt, hawt man…" :P  Oklar… seriously, I get "Hi, nice to meet you."

That amuses me. You know why?

Because they just met me for a few seconds.  How do they know that it is ‘nice’ to meet me?  How do they know that I won’t start blasting them right after that handshake?  Maybe I’m a really nasty person.  Maybe I fart out loud and laugh out loud in their faces during the meeting.  I’m sure they would regret saying that it’s nice to meet me.  Correct or not? :P

Anyway.  Found this and it describes me quite accurately especially the last paragraph.  You have to read it to believe it. :P

What Adrian Means

You are usually the best at everything … you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row. You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace. People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You’re always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can’t handle you. You’re very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you’re likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It’s easy to get you excited… which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don’t stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. You are so smart you know how to spell primogeniture. You are resourceful and very good in love making. You are very good at cooking eggs. You are not afraid of ghosts and cockroaches. You are a hensem, hensem man.

Believe or not?  Anyway, nice to meet you. :P

Euro2008 is currently ongoing and unfortunately for me, I have to be at the client’s office from 9to5 so staying up until 5am to watch the live matches is out of the question.  Since I can’t get the adrenalin rush from watching the matches, the next best thing is to bet on them. :P  

A major tournament like Euro2008 or the World Cup is like Chinese New Year to me.  I don’t gamble but when Chinese New Year comes, oh what da heck, bring out the blackjack table, the poker table, the mahjong table and the ‘lap sai’ table.  It’s time to make a killing or be killed.

When betting, I tend to accept balls instead of giving balls.  It’s like this, say Croatia is playing Turkey and since Croatia are the favorites, the odds are say, Croatia will give Turkey half a ball.  This means that Croatia needs to beat Turkey by at least 1 goal in the normal 90 minutes.  So Croatia 1 goal, Turkey 1/2 goal, Croatia win.  If you pick Turkey and it’s a draw or Turkey wins, then you win some moolah.  I tend to bet on the underdogs because the odds are better.

I can’t believe that people were saying Germany were the favorites against Croatia.  I picked Croatia to beat Germany.  Moolah!

I heard our very own Mr. Shebby_Singh say that Sweden would qualify ahead of Russia.  How did he think that I don’t know.  Sweden are a old and unimaginative team.  I was certain Russia will beat them.  Moolah!

Germany against Portugal. Only MU fans will back Cristiano ‘I dun need Ferguson‘ Ronaldo to shine in Euro2008.  I know he will fail miserably against the German defenders, just like he fails to play whenever he meets Liverpool, Chelsea or Arsenal. :P  Moolah!

Croatia v Turkey.  I backed Turkey.  Moolah!

Then came Holland - Russia.  I think Russia are the dark horses of the tournament and if they continue to play like they do and get some luck as well, Russia might win the tournament.  I didn’t fancy Holland to beat Russia in 90 minutes.  Moolah!

But of course, Russia might have to play Spain first.  If Spain (the team I’m supporting to win the tournament) can beat Italy tonite of course.  Why am I supporting Spain?  Hello!! I am half Spanish you know!  In KL, I’m known by my Chinese name.  Back at my ‘kampung’, I’m known as Miguel Helguera Vicente Adriano Lee.  You don’t know meh!?

I did loose some bets.  I didn’t expect Switzerland to beat Portugal, Austria to draw with Poland and the Czech to loose to Turkey.

But so far Euro2008 has been very good to me. :)  Can see I laugh until kenot see eye or not?

So good until today I walked around and bought a new handphone with my Euro2008 moolah! Cheng! Cheng! Cheng!  No it’s not the iPhone (how come Singapore gets the official iPhone and we don’t?)…

Two things I always carry with me.   My old cashless wallet and my handphone.

…but the Samsung_i780.  I have something for phones with a QWERTY keyboard.  I dunno, maybe it’s because I like to push buttons. :P  Ever since I used one, I never again went back to using one without.  It’s like me lah…. once you get a taste, you’ll never look at another man the same way again. Kakakakakakakakakaka. :P :P :P

Now if Spain beat Italy tonite, I can afford to get a new wallet.  If 90 minutes ends in a draw, I don’t lose or win anything.  But if Italy win, then mai no new wallet lorh. :P  But I’ve heard that a man’s wallet should always be bought by his woman.  True or not?

Oklar, that’s enough nonsense for the time being.  Can’t wait to get back to KL to resume normal life.  Got things to blog about, should have blog about, but now no mood liao. :P

 

ps: I was joking about being half Spanish.  I meant I look like half a Spinach! :P