To be...

A couple of acoustic guitars...(The black one is mine while the other one is my buddy's guitar)



A piece of pick.

Two handbooks.

Handwitten Notes.

Some damages to my fingers.

All just because i wanna be like him.

I mean his guitaring skill.

Not his face, ok.

I Played, because i care

Ever since the glorious moment back in 2011, i have decided to quit futsal, literally.


Well, not to say i am quitting it altogether. I just wanted to focus more on the games of 11 a-side this year. Plus most of my futsal "kaki" has either retired or discarded their futsal shoe for good.

For those of you who can't distinguish the difference between futsal and football like one of my lady friend:

1. Futsal balls is a size smaller compared to the normal football.

2. Futsal court, well, is much smaller compared to a football field, eherm*

3. Futsal shoe is more like a jogging shoe, while football boots comes with studs.

4. Futsal required a much quicker passing and skillfull player, compared to football.


One day my friend just happened to call me and ask me to join a competition. It will be held early on a Sunday morning. You know i hate the idea of getting up early during weekend, and my immediate reaction was "Let me think about it first".


His reply was "Okay bro, just in case you changed your mind, this is a futsal competition for charity purposes. Really hope you could join us."

Futsal and charity? That sounds OK to me.

In my whole life i can hardly recall if i have done any charity to anyone, apart from picking up stray dogs from roadside and donating my money to the 4D organizations.

After a while, i decided to give it a shot.



The team was set up two days beforehand. And to me, some of the faces are really new to me.
That also means one thing. We have to "get to know" each other fast. Very fast. My philosophy is simple, if you want to join a competition, you better have the desire to win it.

But i guess my team mate has a different philosophy. They named the team, out of all names, the "Da-pao" FC. In Malay, means bungkus and go home.

It is quite funny though. But i guess the name did managed to gain some sort of popularity there, as we heard some of the spectators there giggling whenever our team name was announced.

End result? A couple of wins and losses, we are officially elmiminated from the group stage, despite having some impressive runs of results and come backs.

Well, what can i say? After so long out from the game, i struggled with the game! At a certain stage, i started wondering, if the way i am playing looked like a chicken learning to play football. It is really out of my expectation as i used to be good, real good in futsal before. But not on that day. I guess time has come to call for retirement.

Anyway, it is not important. We have had a wondeful day, having fun playing, knowing new friends and help some kids in the shelter home.

What more can i asked for? :)

Maxis CNY Gift Pack

What a surprise.

On the eve of CNY, i received this parcel from Maxis.



On the back of my mind;

Isit a bomb?

Or maybe it is anthrax??

Or maybe they are just trying to scare me by putting some kind of dead lizard in the parcel, since i have been insulting their broadband services endlessly for the past two years.

It couldn't be that bad right?



My jaw almost dropped to the floor when i realized it was nothing more than a CNY wishes from Maxis. I felt so embarassed that i almost put my foot into my own mouth.

Anyway, if any of you knew anyone who called Danny Tang from Maxis head of loyalty programme, please help me say hi to him.

Suddenly, out of the blue, i realized that it is not only cards that is contained in the parcel.

How come got ang pao der?

Summore it is not one or two. But PLENTY of them!

And summore, got money in it!!!

WTF? Is Maxis trying to bribe me, so that i could say something good about their broadband services in my blog?

(I don't wanna be the next one thrown out from the Plaza Massalam ok?)

Ok, so what should i do now?

Return it to Maxis? Or call Maxis Center and find that guy who called Danny and tell him that this offer wouldn't work??

OKOK, i made this up.

It is empty anyway.

Well, next time don't la give people false hope.

Can you imagine giving away empty "ang pao" to people during CNY?

Next time, remember to put some $$ in it, ok?

Maybe i would consider to throw away my unifi and reinstate your broadband services lei....

How Malaysian are you?

I am proud to be a Malaysian.

Without a doubt.

Many of us have the word "Malaysian" printed on our passports and mykad. But in reality, just how "Malaysian" are we?

I have dreamt of putting the Malaysian flags on the moon.

Have you?

Ok. Hereby let me list out some guides to show you the real face and attributes of a Malaysian:

1. When politicians say something wrong during their speech, we shout. When they keep quiet, we still shout. But when we talk about BN and PKR, we asked "Which basketball team is that?"

2. You scored straight As' in PMR, all you got is a handshake. (Did i mentioned it is if you are a chinese?)

3. You scored straight As' in SPM, all you get is offer to study fishery (Ijazah Perikanan) from local uni. (Did i mentioned it is if you are a chinese, again?)

4. You F*** UMNO, you belittled BN, and threatened to bomb the prime minister. But ask you yo join "Bersih", you say no time. Scared kena tangkap ISA.

5. During the price hike of goods, you blame the chinese. When government service too slow, you blame the malays. Got fight, you blame on drunken indian.

6. When the case of Saiful and Anwar surfaced, your mind goes : "Not another BN-directebox office films again...Boring la..."

7. Whenever there is a submarine deal, you know there will be someone who's gonna get "blown" into pieces.

8. Whenever there is a National Feedlot Center project, immediately you think about a cow staying in luxury condominiums.

9. You kena caught on traffic offense, your first sentence gonna be "Bang, boleh tolong ka?"

10. You are a loyal reader of hungyew09.blogspot.com. (Eherm).

Did you have at least 6 of the above attributes? Then yes, you are a true Malaysian.

So, just how "Malaysian" are you now?

The Dragon Year

I know, i know...You guys missed me. (Perasan).

You know la, as the main host for the CNY, i have to rush for lots of things ma. Sorry lo!

Our family used to be travelling during CNY for some reason. Honestly speaking, the opinion of the venue for the new year celebration will always be a hot debate among family members. Every Single year.

Oversea? (Last year baru go...)

Local? (Sien liao)

Genting? (Jam wey..)

However, this time the decision is pretty much straightforward and simpler.

It is because we have never celebrate it in my new apartment in KL ever since i bought it back in 2009.

Why can't we all just do something like the champions league draw to decide?

"This year, the host.....goes to PUCHONG!!!!!"

Well, i guess new posts to follow soon after CNY, in the mean time, the Wong Family would like to wish all of you;

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!! May the year of the Dragon brings lots and lots of luck especially to the readers!

Ci Vediamo!

Benny Lava~~

Today got kena scolded by your boss or not?

Or feel damn "du lan" because of someone?

Or just pure having the PMS? Thats why you have a really bad hair day?

Don't worry. I have a solution for you.

To me, i left everything behind when i got home. I am good in finding entertainment for myself.

Like this.

(You know i love Indian to bits)
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See? You are laughing your ars* off!

Racist!

Another Injury...

It has been two months since i start engaging with guitar class.
But until today, friends still give me a shock reaction whenever i told them about it.


Why is it so funny?

It is as if a 30 yr old are not supposed to engage in a new hobby. Well i am talking about guitar,
not Angry Bird, ok?!

But i was quite surprise with myself as i am normally known as the "Three minutes man". (Not THAT THREE MINUTES). In chinese proverbs, also means a person who doesn't last long in a certain hobby, certain interest.

But this time, i will go ballistic when i can't play the chords right, or i think the teacher is going too fast, something like that. Friends told me i am impatient. But i guess, thats my second nature. I have always wanted to learn something fast.

So fast that i have injured myself. (In fact, it bleeded).



But i guess it is part and parcel of the learning process.

Anyone can tell me if i am entitled for socso claim for this injury?

CNY 2012

The eve of Chinese New year is just around the corner.

And yes, the Mayan prediction on the end of the world is just around the corner too.

A lot of people asked me, if tommorrow happens to be the end of the world, what would you do? What would be your last wishes?



To me, kill the producer who produced lame CNY song like the video above.
No offense to the little girls performing in that video, in fact they are cute.

But their "cutie-ness" has definitely being abused by some of the greedy producer who think they can make a lot of money by making shit mv like that.

Wherever you go, you will be entertained by all those old chinese new year song.It repeats and repeats every year without fail, at one point, i think William Hung can sing a new year song better.

Someone should do a nice mv like the Namewee.



When i key in "Namewee CNY Song", this one also came up.





And next, kill the above two sohai please.

Happy Chinese New Year Everyone!

I am such a "Genius"

It is a norm that i love to burn some kind of aroma oils just to "freshen" up the air in the house.

It was the same for last night when i was half way checking through my emails when all of a sudden, i smelled trouble.

Something is burning. Not the oil. But more like a burnt paper or something.

Something is not right when the candle start to burn like this.

It is like the whole candle has lighted up!

My immediate reaction?

Shout first.

Majority of us will try the first way out-blowing the candles off.

But immediately i realized that it is not going to work. In fact, the fire burnt more rapidly whenever i started to blow at it.

And i bet, many of you would have think of using water as solution. Bad idea!

I am not going to let this happen just before the eve of chinese new year.

Based on my instint, this thing is burning on oil! Not candle!

Well, just because i am such a genius, my immediate survival instinct kicks in.

We all knew about the "triangle". (Anyone of you who never see this diagram, you may as well put your head in your toilet bowl now).

Well, i can't take off the heat.

Also not the fuel.

The only way out? Take out the oxygen. But How ar?

Since i told you that i am a genius, i ran as fast as i could to my laundry area. Grab a pail.

By covering up the whole thing will make the fire suffocated for oxygen.

Waiting.

You see?

Now you see, and now you don't?

I am a genius, right?

My Vaio

13.3 inches.

No i am no talking about my manhood. I am talking about this.

Mine is longer than that.

Yes, i finally clinched it at the Sony Center, Sunway Pyramid on last saturday. At a price of RM2999, this is the real deal.

My old Dell laptops has been giving me too much problems. So, i guess this is the ideal time that i upgrade it to something more elegant, and more reliable. Weight at approximately 1.8kg, it is one of the lightest laptop around. You may also refer it as a traveller's laptop.

A lot of married couple used to tell me that they choose their other half not because of their looks and money. They just knew it, he/she will be the one.

This is exactly how i feel the moment that the Sony salesman handover me the unit for a trial run.

The moment i put my hands on it, i felt something which i have never felt before, like a lady orgasm.

Within ten minutes running through the application, i have decided to buy it.

Check out the self illuminated keyboards that only glow in the dark.

It also can be used in two different modes, the "stamina" and "speed" mode, depending on your requirement for the day.

It also has this special features that will cut off the battery power supply when the charging is complete, to prevent "overcharge" that will eventually lead to a low battery life.

Whatever it is, just treat this as a new year gift for myself.

Nice or not?

Life in Boarding School (Part 1)

I spent my five wonderful teenage years in a boarding school.

Not just any normal boarding school. They don't called SM Sains Miri a "Sekolah Bestari" for no reason. You don't get into this kind of school, with all expenses paid by the government if you are nowhere near to the "smart ass" label.

Sounds cocky right? But i am not joking.

To gain entry to this kind of school is only via one way, getting selected by the ministry of education. It is once in a lifetime experience that made me cried and begged my mum to let me leave the family as early as 12 yrs old.

The first day i stepped in to the school, reality finally kicks in.

I thought my bedroom (what i mean is i thought i will have a room to myself) will looked something like this.

But similar to Pak nasser's nasi lemak on Air Asia when you comparing it to the menu, it is a total disaster. It looked something like this.

Is that a HORSE BARNS??

Or did i just signed up for the refugee programme out of mistake? We are sharing a "hall room" with the 12 other students at max, 6 students at min, in one room!!

I thought of running away from the first day. On the second day i have thought of molesting the headmistress just to get myself thrown out from school.

But i couldn't just go back home and tell my mum "sorry mum, i think i have make a big mistake in my life". It will be really embarassing as i have been boasting around to my mates that i am "living on my own" far away from home. It sounds cool to them though.

With my dignities and balls at stake, i decided to stay put.

The routine in a boarding school will be like this:

1. Waking up as early as 5 am, get prepared and attending the morning for "roll-call" at 6.30am, to mark the attendance and pay tribute to the "Negaraku".

2. Classes from 7am to 1pm.

3. Preparation class (or better known as prep) from 2pm to 430pm.

4. Sweat it out on the field, do whatever you want, football, volleyball, badminton, you named the sports, we have the court. (Of course no ice skating ring, don't be ridiculous).

5. Take shower, going for dinner and another prep class at 7.15 pm-10pm.

This is exactly the same routine for me from Monday to Friday, for five years straight.

Oh ya, i forgot to introduce our menu for lunch and dinner, which is mainly consist of what we called as "Ikan besi" or steel-wire fishes. The fish can be so hard that if you used it to knock over your friend's head, it will cause your friend concussions.


You only have special treats such as chicken on Friday, Saturday or Sunday. It is like OMG TGIF! Other than that, shut your mouth and enjoy your fish please. Oh well, unless you are sitting for PMR or SPM, then one month before that you are entitled to a meal coupon that will "separate" your meals from others, with better choice of dishes. Well, this impressed me a lot as the school will go for extra miles just to help their students to score well in examinations.

Well, at least not a bad start as i have made lots and lots of friends during the first few months. In fact, we have only two chinese students in the form 1 that year, which make us quite special (or odd) from the others.

I will go on writing about my life in the boarding school in my next post.

Stay tuned.

Check-in to the year of 2011

00:00:01, 1st Jan 2012, we are officially checking in to the year of 2012!

Looking back at the past one year, have you completed your resolutions?


The girlfriend that celebrated with you on the eve new year for 2011, still the same one in 2012?

Cut the craps.


All i wanted to say is, have a wonderful and Happy New Year!

Don't drink and drive.