the adventure

Tis i

the Boy wonder

a hectic few days have resulted in me getting aa desktop in my room, which ive been busily transforming into the ULTIMATE DOWNLOADING MACHINE OF ALL TIME.
Yes.
It is solely for the purpose of satisfying my downloading desires.
250GB hard drive space means lots of space for…lots…of…things…

Anyways, im off to Thailand in a few hours...a trip with the family to Bangkok of all places.
I shall return, hopefully, on Sunday night.
Then its slack slack slack once again!

And then my mates and I do a eurotrip to London, paris, Amsterdam…
Much fun beckons
Wish the gf could go with us.
Honestly.
Contrary to popular belief, it is possible to have a gf who likes doin all the things you do and is thus, your mate as well as gf!
Ahh the dual-role-playing-gf…

In keeping with my “boy wonder must read more” campaign, I’ve been reading the “Unbearable Lightness of Being”.
Halfway through it, and frankly, the story is rather mundane.
What is interesting, to me at least, is the author’s random musings, which, frankly once again, the majority of those who put it as a ‘favourite book’ on Friendster/Myspace, cannot possibly understand. I mean seriously.
You expect me to believe that so many bimbotic-fashionista-wannabes fully comprehend Nietzsche’s theory of eternal recurrence?
Whatever you say, *insert false-christian/western name here*

On another note, Chris Daughtry should have won the American idol thing. Taylor is such a douchebag, and Katharine is a harlot! Utter nonsense.
And what is up with mary blige?
WHY WONT SHE DIE!
She struts(or was she forklifted?) onto stage, and sings that good old U2 song once again, in all her exaggerated bravado, sounding like a frog on crack.
She scared poor elliot yamin…he probably thought “this huge bitch may just eat me alive”
She was just trying so so hard to be a show-stealer.
She failed miserably.
I know you grew up stealing food and stuff, mary, but dayum, you just suck.
An example of stealing the show was the king of funk himself, prince.
He just appeared, did his thing, and disappeared, with his 2 hottie backup singers/dancers.
Respecttttt.
Boring show nonetheless.

World Cup begins soon, and if any female comes up to me and says “ehh I supporting spain because their players handsome mahh”, I will stab their eyes with my schlong.
Yes.
It is possible for I possess such godly super powers.
I also require much sleep.
Mm.
Sleep.

Off I fly to Bangkok.(using my super flying powers, not some crappy budget airlines...)

I leave you with :

awesome dance-off between some robots[adult swim is the shit]

Much^100 love to the gf[i shall miss thee].
And the boys.
And random ppl.
im out.

praise you

schools out.
i rot at home, doing shiznit.

having hibernated for the past 2weeks, i feel lazier than a sloth.

ive realized that theres only so much time you can spend watchin dvds and playin ps2.
so ive decided to...wait for it...READ.
yes.
the boy wonder shall be embarking on a reading mission.

on another note, never take things you have for granted.
like, say for instance, your KNEE.
thats what i did...look at me now! doing physio and icing my knee all the time.
no footie for me this summer.

so ill exercise my brain this once.
but seriously, do be thankful for what youve got, cos it could be much worse.

i was in the lift with my dad on the way to watch 'paradise now'(a fab movie, take note)
and there was this young typical bloke in crutches, in the crowded lift.
and i whispered to my dad, i bet his knee didnt hurt as bad as mine did.
and when we exited the lift, lo and behold, he had only 1 leg.
yet there he was, hobbling on his crutches, with a smile brighter than morning sunshine.

life works in funny ways.
dont bother judging or hating on others.
it just brings you down.
instead, try and praise others.
thats the tough thing to do.
and dont dwell on the past.
move on.

so here i am, saying im thankful for the family i have, for being finanically comfortable, for looking normal, for being in uni.
for having a wonderful family, and an amazing lovely gf.
basically, im thankful for everything.


a rather introspective boy wonder, signing off.
im out.

that heat

Readers readers readers

I have returned from my enforced hiatus
Ive stopped using the i-prod, and the cast is off.
Of course that means my thigh has shrunk to half its original size.

Using that train of thought, I propose that fat chicks who wanna lose weight should just put their entire stomach into a cast...
Thus they’d lose a ton of weight, and be able to experience the godly powers of an i-prod.

Nay.
Now I sport a knee Velcro-brace thingie.
The other day, during one of the exams, I tried to loosen the Velcro strap under my jeans.
Of course, the main strap is on my upper thigh.
And if you wear jeans, its hella tough to roll it all the way up and adjust things located on your friggin’ thigh.
So using the immense intelligence granted to me by the superhero committee, I, the boy wonder, came up with a crafty ploy.
I would simply unzip my zipper and slide my hand in, bypass my boxers and reach my thigh, where i would stealthily and silently unstrap the thing that was attempting to kill my thigh.
what I didn’t account for was the huge noise Velcro makes.
So when I pulled off the Velcro strap, there was a loud *rrrriiiipppppppppppp*
And there I was, genius of a superhero, with one hand stuck in my zipper, the other trying to cover it from the shocked gaze of not only 3 female students on my right and left, but also of one frumpy invigilator.
To others, it seemed like I was playing with myself, and my superhero tool was located in my left sock.

Ahh wonderful.
the faster i tried to take my hand out, the more it became entangled in my zipper.
Sigh.
Why!
I managed to take it out and continue writing, avoiding the disgusted stares of the manjans and this malay tudung-ster(god have mercy on your eyes…)

Which reminds me.
The exams sucked.

Nus has the weirdest characters ever.
In all my schools combined, ive never encountered so many weirdoes.

Here are just 2 of em:

First dude…hes some fat engineer.
You know, the type who sweats profusely and says things like “wah you got watch tammy video (note:foreign readers: tammy was some fugly manjan who shot a vid of herself mating with her fugly bf on a camera phone, and the vid got leaked out) or not?! I got it in my handphone, laptop, desktop, palmtop and on a cd in my (ultra-huge)bag just in case lor…"

Now im cool with these blokes cos my class in jc was some freak of a class, where computing and f.math nerds resided, so im used to them.
But I always wondered how they relieved stress.
They always looked so stressed out and worried...how did they get rid of it.
This dude displays one unique method.
I mean, ive heard of stress balls and so on.
But the bloke is actually squeezing(to death) a size-5 soccer ball!
A proper football.
And hes just squeezing it, while singing the most god-awful rendition of some Chinese song. It went “puyaooo aiiii niiii charr kuayyy teowww ni hao ni haoo”
oh and hes so fat that the picture ends up slanting to the left.
or i could just be too lazy to fix it.
you!be the judge...




The next couple we’re gonna have a look at are one step worse.
Given that I was in school at 3am(don’t ask.), these two were ‘studying’ on a nearby bench. They knew I was studying nearby. Yet they kept trying to make out!
Argh!
My eyes!
I would keep hearing random slurping noises, and when I glanced at them, they would try and pretend like they weren’t doin anything.
Yes of course manjan woman.
Surely you ALWAYS read with your face buried in your guy’s neck.
Surely.
And I noticed the dude was getting all frisky and touchy.
All I wanted to do was study in peace, not be exposed to soft-core between 2 wild apes.
No, wild apes are hotter.



During one of the nights of studying, jeevan (my mate) decided to leave a bit early, round midnight.
soon, he calls me, saying his car had stalled.
So I had to drag fitty (uhhhh) to the other carpark and there, we tried to jumpstart his car using our extremely limited knowledge of cars.
What ensued has been captured in a series of videos, the main one of which is this one:

how NOT to jumpstart a car(3mb file...use quicktime to view..right click 'save link as')

In the end, we had to leave the car in the carpark, since we were so unsuccessful in our attempts.

On another note, I just watched mtv, and I saw u2 + mary j bilge – one
Ok. I admit it.
I used to like u2, especially the ‘joshua tree’ and ‘rattle and hum’ albums.
Since then, their albums have deteriorated consistently, and they’ve become as bubblegum pop as Britney.
Bono strikes me as someone who is trying way to hard to make a difference in the wrong places.
Honestly, I think hes just a publicity hound.
USA’s hound, to be exact.
But anyways, I always liked the song ‘one’.
And then, I saw mary j bilge sing it.
I have never seen a classic song as badly massacred as this one.
Seriously.
Blige is like a cracked-out, demented tranny.
Shes HUGE.
and she thinks shes doing such a great job singing…
And bono is busily sucking up to her.
Hes all high-fives and kisses on the cheeks.
The other members of u2 look extremely bored and uninterested.
But I guess they gotta make their money right.
Horrid.
Absolutely horrid.
Kill her pls.
Here have my i-prod and stab her in the head.

Since the exams ended, ive been slacking and catching up on sleep.
As well as tryin to do physio for my accursed knee.
And watchin loadsa stuff at youtube.com and spikedhumour.com
Especially family guy.

Here are a few of my faves.

cookie monster the drug addict part1

cookie monster the drug addict part2

most awesome drinking game ever

manjan infomercial of doom!

jaws 5:gay shark dude

a conan skit about indian call centres

Hope you enjoyed that.

The gf is doin her thang as an intern.
Miss her tons and tons.
Shes doing fine, and is lovely, as always.


Mates, we must meet up soon.
Im free, as is fitty.

Time for me to give some attention to my poor, lonely, neglected…ps2!!
Au revoir mates.

Much love to all those who matter.
Im out.