I am a big eater. Yes, i am. But the thing is, i did not even seems to get fat no matter how much food i am putting in to my stomach.

And my girlfriend doesn't seems to understand whenever i start to "korek" my kitchen cabinet looking for junk food after meals.

At one point, i felt like i am committing a crime whenever i start to look for food to eat right after meals.

Another thing is i seems like having a much better appetite whenever i have flu. (It defy the law that human lost their appetite when their nose are blocked). Like today, i woke up in the morning knowing that i will be having flu today. (I have a good sixth sense on when i am about to get sick).

My lunch?

3 bowls of rice + 1 fish + 1 Drumstick + Eggs + ikan masin.

2 minutes right after the heavy lunch, i had my "desserts" - 4 nos. of Curry Puff and 2 more "kuih" from the canteen.

I think there must be something wrong with my stomach.

Or the braincells just didn't seems to trigger the right signal.

But obviously i have something that could "wow" the ladies.

"Hey, i think i have a perfect figure that you girls dreamt of all this while.."

Cos, i never seems to get any fatter.

Any girls who need the tips of slimming while eating, lets go for a lunch or dinner date. ^V^

Away from home..

Hi all.

Right now i am at home watching some Russel Peters videos while packing up my stuff for the next 4 days away from home.

This time around, i can say is one part of the job, also another part, not so much about job.

For second years running i will be joining up with Sime Darby Industrial football team for the inter-division football tournament (Which we are the champions) last year.

After couple of months of intensive training, we are off to Kulim for the group stage before the grand finale which will be held in KL.

So, finger cross, hope we can defend our throne this year around.

I smelled "love" in the air...

There must be a reason why i feel so reluctant to read newspaper nowadays.

Apart from the fact that all Arsenal-die-hard fans can kiss their premier league trophy (or my hairy ars*) a good bye, there is really nothing much else to cheer about.


Japanese Earthquake (Less X-rated video from Japan soon)


Libya Attacks (We have to pay more for fuel again goddddammiitt)

Kids jumping off from building because of facebook. (Brainless idiot)

Sad and tragic news.

(Oh ya, also the Orbituary section too..make me feels sad).

But, something happened today.

I guess when i got to know the news, my face does looked like this...

Yes. Abosultely shocking to a level whereby i could not think properly. I even doubt that i have actually turn into a woman in a split second. That kind of shock!

What kind of news could have possibly lead me into this ultra-confusing state of mind?

Before i share the news, lets recap a blog post i have written for a special friend some times back. Entitled "Dedicated to a special friend".

She is officially dating a new guys now.

I guess most of you would have banging your head on your walls now.

Don't worry, at least it is shocking enough for me.

Well, i don't really have much to say about this guy, Mr. W as i don't really knew him that well.

But from what i heard, is a very sweet guy.

As for F, apart from the fact that she treats beers and milo kosong like no difference, (and i think she would be fine drinking through her nose too), she is indeed a very sweet and good friend of mine who always be there whenever you need someone to talk to.

So my friend, Me, on behalf of everyone else, hereby would like to extend our heartiest congratulations on the new relationship. Be it Malaysia or Singapore, Arsenal or Man Utd, tall and short, fat and slim, until death do us..er sorry..you and him apart.

Because...(You guys gonna hate this phrase)

You'll Never Walk Alone, anymore

Hope this time this is gonna last, and on the day when i heard the church wedding bell rings,

please do feel free to take a picture with me.

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Because you're gonna look so pretty in the wedding gown!

Cheers Liew Liew...

With lots of love, (And Indian Head shakes)

B

Midnight blues...

Yes. It is St. Patrick's day, a day where all the beer-hogger seems to love one and only one type of beer----> Guiness. But i am not going to talk about it in this post yeah.

Well, like every other guys, i fancy a beer session once in a while especially at the end of a hard long week. But seriously, i am not that hardcore enough to know that 17th March is actually St. Patrick's day!

A friend of mine called Patrick i know la!

Well it reminds me of something. It has been quite sometimes for me to catch up with my friends. For the past couple of weeks, dunno what happen la, the workload just seems to be like the reactor that blew out in Japan, i can't control it.

For this week and the upcoming weeks, i am going to start the crazy travelling schedule again in the month of April.

But, the thing is...

Again it is Singapore. Damn it.

I got to meet the "Lion" sculpture in Singapore more than i meet my mum in one whole year!

My dear boss, next time hor, assigned me with some projects from other country apart of ASEAN la...everytime also Singapore only, and when i got to travel to other places, it is from my own pocket ler...

Even the costume also i need to pay myself.

(FYI, Sime Darby do have allowance for purchase of winter attire for working trip one, but too bad, Singapore's weather is just as hot as Malaysia)

Suicide @ Facebook

Yes.






Facebook. Today i am going to talk about Facebook.

The emergence of Facebook by a brilliant Harvard student, Mark-z, has actually revolutionize the way people connecting with each other around the globe. Same like friendster, only much better.

Even my mum and dad also learnt how to log into FB nowadays. Every now and then, they used to "like" my status in Facebook, be it i have a new girlfriend, working my arse off, or even when i post "I am poo-poo ing in toilet now with my iphone-2 minutes ago."

But then again, recently something happened and i don't quite catch it.

Suicide note in Facebook??

If you have read the newspaper couple of months ago, you can actually notice a certain "trend" whereby people who "planned" to commit suicide would actually post their feelings while counting down to the time to jump off a building or something like that.

I don't understand, really.

Everytime i bring out this issue, the last sentence i am going to utter would be "what on earth these kiddos are thinking?"




It is not something to be proud of. Unless they still can follow up their Facebook status when they are in heaven. But it did not cross my mind that any of the bibles contain this line:

"Thou shall facebook-ing now, to connect with your the loved one on earth".

The only reason i can think of is, when these bunch of kiddos face with their problems, they tend to hide their feelings away, yet in a strange way, they want people to notice it.

So, log on the face book, post the comments, wait, go to the balcony, jump off.

RIDICULOUS RIGHT???

But does it means social networking tools now has become the reason for people to commit suicide? (Admit it, when you see the news, automatically you will think of "Nah, Facebook kills people again").

But why not friendster? Why i never heard of people who read wikipedia.org got so tensed up and then jump off a cliff or something like that?


For me, the nearest death encounter that i have ever posted in the facebook is only this.

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Accidentally cut myself. (By a mailbox)

So, kids, hereby, i, wong hung yew, may not be old enough for you guys to call uncle just yet. But i do hope you remember that, before you have that stupid idea of jumping off a building, remember those people around who loves you.

Please do not post stupid things on the facebook and end your life right after that.

Because, as i have said, there are no facebook.com.hv (Heaven) ever existed as far as i would have known of.

And believe me, i won't be the one who is going to put those "rest in peace" if you are gone.

I will be more than happy to "like" this...

And call you a MORON.

A split seconds of rational thinking may change your life. Jumping off the building does kill you off instantly. But to your loved one, it remains a pain forever they live.

(This post does not intend to put off any suiciders or their families and loved one in the past, it is for the purpose of educating the younger generation on how to live their lifes better in the future)

Singapore & Gambling

Henry Quek, In a single day, the managing director of a seafood-processing and trading company had lost S$18million, playing at S$400,000 a hand.

Taiwan pop star Jay Chou lost S$2 million.


Welcome to The Marina Bay Sands, Singapore.

Singapore government has imposed an entry fee of S$100 for their own citizens.

But despite the disincentives, Singapo­reans are believed to make up one third of the total casino gamblers.

S$400,000 a hand? Now that is ridiculous. Nowadays gambling is not all about winning the money. (I mean, not 100%). It is about showing off your own status at times, especially the high rollers (Someone who bet big time until his/her ah-ma also won't recognize).



They flew you over in a private jet, checked you in to VIP suites, treated you with seafoods and most expensive wine you can ever imagine, chaffeured you in a Bentley's and so on.

In this kind of situation, you feel treated as if you're the KING.

There has been a lots of divided opinion whether casinos shall be allowed. For me it is very subjective. Somehow i think Singapore government has done a great job by imposing the entry fees. But how you want to prevent those millionaires from forking out S$100 when they can wipe their arse with a S$100 notes?

Gambling will only be considered healthy as long as you are winning.

But most of the time it turns out really ugly. Broken home, loan sharks threatening families, divorce, commit suicide and etc. Yes, it is happening more often than before.

So, to all gamblers out there, if you cant afford to lose it, keep it.

If you want to know the best place to keep your money, contact me. I will help you to manage your money wiser.

Do i sound like Gandhi these days?

This is just a community message courtesy from hungyew09@blogspot.com.

Max-Sucks

Once upon a time, i complained about the services in KWSP in this blog.


The CEO emailed me and follow through on my difficulty, and promised to do something about it.

Credit to his professionalism. Everything went superbly well after.


Now, there are something which is not right in this country. Again.

Well, before i continue, i don't really know why on earth our politician nowadays in Malaysia only talk and debate about the useless stuff.


1. Red Devil aka Man Utd Jersey is banned, because of the "Syaitan" emblem on it.


2. Girl would bound to be a rape victim, because they wear mini skirts!


3. BM or English in our current education system, which is the way forward?


4. Do we need sex education in school? (To be honest, some of them already expert-lah)


5. Longkang tersumbat di bukit serdang, (Politician in newspaper, raising his/her hand with the


community members) yeah, damn big deal.

6. Did Mr. AI really sodomized Mr. SB?

Everything is just not right!


People already talking about sending human to mars! Staying on the moon!


And we are still talking on the 6 issues as abovementioned?



People already talking about 4G. Why on earth Maxis nak load satu page pun kena tunggu 10 saat-leh?!!




Forgive me being so straightforward.

But in a developing nation like us, this is totally not acceptable.

Not only projects being delayed. Big corporation like Sime Darby losing millions! PKFZ lose billions!

And Maxis, 10 secs for one simple yahoo page? I am not a whizz kid on the internet, but what i know, as a proud user who pay on time every month, is getting a very very lousy services!

Someone, (i know who he is)..please do something about it.

You may say i am irritating, but i do really feel irritating by your services. SO DAMN SLOW!

And don't ever bullshit me with your theory like

"Eh Mr. wong, sorry la, area tu takde coverage sangat. Nanti i hantar technician pergi check and come back to you ok? Is there anything more i can help?".

I think i want to become politician also.

My dad will be damn proud of his son.

I am injured...by a p**&^ox

Click, Ping*, Slash! Blood oozing out non stop from my finger.

Read: NON-STOP!

It sounds quite like a real "MAN" now eh? But the problem is, if i were to tell you that i am actually injured by...

er...a postbox....

WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT????

Me neither! It would be the last thing that crosses my mind as the potential hazard in my daily's life!!!

My godness. And yes. The postbox cover just slashed my finger. You heard me. The bloody POSTBOX!!!!

Stop laughing ok.

During my secondary school time, i used to be in this MRCS (Malaysian Red Crescent Society). Ya, it doesnt sounds cool for a guy who would normally go for a more macho selection, such as
the "Pengakap", "Bomba" or "Kadet Tentera Di Raja" kind of club, we do have a proper set up with the club actively involved (and won) so many awards that actually we are used to be crowned as the "Club of the year" by the school principle.

Enough of the bullshits.

I used to have a basic certification of First Aid, it means, i can perform some so-called "Life Saving" first aid to a victim, while waiting for the presence of doctor.

I have won a national recognition award for my involvement in the community of MRCS Malaysia before too. Another two friends of mine has go on and graduated as doctor now.

(Well, medicine is just so not my cup of tea..yeah right)

So, of course i did not let all my "Basic First Aid" knowledge all goes to waste.

In First Aid, you don't neccesary need a basic first aid kit. We were always taught to be alert enough to pick up anything from your surroundings to "temporarily" stop the injury from worsened. Even if it means you need to go naked, be it! Life is more important anyway right?

And here you are, lesson #1 to stop bleeding from open wound. (Without First Aid Kit).

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Tissue paper and a rubber band.

I think my mum will be damn proud of her son!