Friday, 29 February 2008

Weird Fishes

15 sticks of 'sate kambeng',
06 pieces of honey glazed chicken wings
a plate of 'ikan pari bakar' with the usual condiments
& 2 mugs of tea and a glass of sugarcane juice to wash em' all down.

at the usual spot,where else but the east coast lagoon,where convenient for me and minerva,almost every fortnight,we were there as a last resort,where all other makan places were too far off or too crowded with hungry folks.

and that place was one of our most favourite.

a stroll along the jogging track after the heavy meal,breathing the cold fresh air,enjoying the seabreeze,removing our sneakers and running around silly,on the circular track with protruding pebbles sticking outwards causing pleasurable pain;it was meant for blood circulation some said,but sure it hurts so much i laughed like hell,hmmm,nevermind..

Saturday, 9 February 2008

Boys Like Girls

i've gotta bad achin' back.
not really that bad,but i'm feeling lethargic as well,no,no..
lemme correct this,i'm plain lazy.

at work,same old routine for a saturday,stage games and all that.
body and mind still in macau,damn,it was SO cold there,but at least the trip there took our minds off all the nitty gritty shitty things here.



too bad i don't gamble and they really invested so much money on the mega structural buildings,the LED lights running up and down,sideways and creating shapes and sizes on each and every available monster hotels and casinos,real awesome sight.can't really step out of the hotel,it was so freakin' cold it bit my chapped lips and freeze up my skinny lil fingers and the hotel itself was situated in a big plot of land,and the next available building with living creatures were miles away,so most of the time,we just sat in the hotel and enjoy all the amenities available for us,like the spa,yeah!

i was looking forward to checkout the local guys,so macau was once occupied by the portuguese,but strange thing,the island was in fact,over populated by kabayans from the philippines,and very rarely,when i pressed my head against the window overlooking the streets outside,i hardly see anyone walking,except for a long stretch of vehicles,lotsa sports and rare make and model,parked on both sides of the road,probably they were gambling but when we walked around the casino,i hardly see people too,well probably partly because of the killer weather,but then again,where the hell are they?









and finally,stuttering cold and shivering experience,we managed to set foot at zhuhai,china,which was just a 20mins bus ride on the superhighway from macau.truly it was one of the best shopping paradise on earth,especially those designer goods,real cheap,gd deal,best bargain and shop crazee women especially will go nuts shopping down there and too bad that pair of vans classic limited edition sk8 hi don't come in my size,or i would have rob it as well.the situation was crazy there,real cold,and too many shoppers both local and foreigners.it was good.





on the last day,i took a cab to macau tower alone,where i got the opportunity to visit Da Vinci's exhibition.i was stopped by the security guys when i took out my digicam and started snapping pix,ahh..spent almost 3 hrs there,until it's time to rush back to the hotel.



short trip yet an enjoyable and unforgettable one.but i don't think i'm goin back to macau,but china,yeah i'm comin' back,baby!

and talkin' about me eatin' eggs,during our bus ride journey,somebody passed around a box containing some tarts,and without thinkin,i just grabbed my fingers on it,and munchin it and swallowed it down,when the boys at the back hollered;

"hey Sam!how was it?"-they asked

"how was what,yo?"-i replied

"the damn tart that u ate?"-and again

"good and sweet bro,why?"-i'm puzzled

"coz the damn tart got egg,its a portuguese egg tart u juz ate!!haha!!"

i guess it's ok,damn egg tart,but it was as big as my palm,sweet and juicy yo!

Thursday, 31 January 2008

I Love You Mary Jane

i ain't doin shit right now,chillin at murad's studio,helpin him a lil bit,shiftin and clearing some stuffs.

the bosses ain't around,they're already in macau right now,freezin their asses.our turn is tomorrow,yeah we leavin tomorrow at noon.

i haven't got the drive to pack my bag,got so many things in my mind,i just wanna relax,not to stress myself too much.when i go back home later,i'll just chuck few stuffs into my backpack and yeah i'll be rollin good.

i can't sleep last night,the birds seiged my scoot yesterday morning,they shat all over it like a drunkard's puke.last night,i scrubbed em alone at the carpark,in the wee hours of the morning.

i had a few brushes with death yesterday,almost knocked onto a mercedes,a bus and a dumb filipina maid with a lil boy,who walked across the street without looking,we were lucky God were on our side,or else i'll either be in a body bag or wrists cuffed cold awaiting investigations in some filthy cell.

i've tried to calm myself down,staying cool,but with the heat and the bad traffic condition,i turned a monster.

shortfused as a teen rebel,everything was against me again.

but as i scrubbed my scoot last night,reflecting back at it all,i laughed,how stupid i was;dangerously stupid.

"Son, fill your heater, how bout chase killer
Rock 'em up and show you're no quitter
Snakes' pit every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
You hate the songs that you pump up all day long
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Snakes' pit, every ground I landed on
Hated on, but I'm still standin' strong
Stand..."

word B-Real,u said it.

Monday, 21 January 2008

Big City Life

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Saturday, 19 January 2008

Dance Floor Anthem



tattooist tv star kat von d of L.A. Ink collaborated with wes 'bulldog' humpston aka the dogtown star of the 70's,created a handrawn picture with both artists' handiwork and put it on good cause and was auctioned for the tony hawk foundation at $3,300 to help build free skateparks in low income communities.

word up yo!