Jackpot?

Come every month end, the first thing i need to do is to check my account balance for the salary, and pay off my bills.

This month, knowing that the salary has been credited, i went through the same routine and check my maybank account online.

To my surprise, i have an extra RM3k at my disposal! I was like "what the *&^%$$ just happened???"

I felt like a jackpot winner.

I don't remember anyone owe me money. Called my mum and dad, they said no. Called my friend, they claimed they banked in wrongly. (What a bunch of losers).

Maybe god just decided to reward me with some cash just because i have been a good samaritan for the past 30 years.

Sod it. With this amount in hand, before the bank claimed that there were some error in their system and request me to hand it back to them, i have a few ideas in mind on how to spend it off.

I will use the money to get some lap dance at my disposal.

And plenty of boozes...

But hey, wait. Something is just not really right here.

Because i think i have seen this figure somewhere.

Tiu.....No wonder la...

Income tax refund rupanya...

The disadvantages of iphone apps

I bet many of you guys think this is what i have being doing recently when my blog is not updated.

The truth is, i have been really busy. REAL BUSY.

Well, i would not want to dwell too much on my works, as you guys probably have enough of it now.

I must admit that part of my busy schedule also due to this couple two bloody apps on my phone.

The Drawsome apps. This is an apps that allowed you to guess people's drawing, vice versa.

Well, it is really addictive at first, until a stage whereby i would just rather key in the answer for the sake of convenience.

Then come the next one, the diamond dash. Where you gain points my eliminating any three or more blocks of the same colour. I get so addictive to a stage where i can't leave it off wherever i go, including the loos.

(Talking about the best activities to be done why you are having a bad constipation).

Then it is the "frontline commando", which is as cool as you can pretend to be one of those big time super-commando.

It reminds me of my childhood when i told my mum that i wanted to be a soldier when i grew up.

.

Her response? Not very good.



The "Crayon sin chan's mum killer move" i would called it.

The end result?



My eye dark circle became more obvious.

If people asked me whats the disadvantage of having an iphone?

I would just show them my dark circle around my eyes. That should explain everything.

Flightless bird, sleepless me

Being away for quite some times.

Busy with works, and works and works.

But still find myself some times to listen to this little wonderful song, from the Twilight saga-Breaking dawn.




Nice isn't it?



And now, i need some sleep.

Goodnight!

The end of the beginning...

Everything has its own beginning and the end.

After two long years, i have finally come to end of my first Apple product, the iphone 3Gs.

About a week after i received my new iphone 4s, i still bring this little bulky fella around in my pocket. Because vast amount of data, messages and eherm, photos inside, i guess it would take a while before i would resort to deleting everything together.

For some reason, i felt so sad before i pressed the "Reset all settings" button.



It almost felt like saying goodbye to a long term sweetheart, and you know, it is not coming back
anymore.



I pressed the "Erase" button, and it starts to to go into the sleeping mode.



Then, the familiar icon reappear, the half bitten apple logo. I am expecting maybe, just maybe, steve jobs will appear onto the screen, show his arse and bid goodbye to me.

It is just an imagination.

So this is the end.

All those gossips, well wishes, songs, videos and photos, it is all gone now. Gone.

I really hope the next person who own this iphone will take good care of her.

Oh ya, forgot to tell you guys that, from today onwards, my youngest brother will own it.

Dear 3Gs, thanks for the memories, rest in peace, and godspeed.

Just hope my little brother won't drop you into the toilet bowl or threw it at dogs.

Facebook = Burn down the house??

"Are you ok?"

"Huh??"

"I am so sorry about the news. Please send my condolences to the family".

"Huhhhhh??"

That was my phone conversation with my mum a couple of months ago. Before i fall into further "confusion-ness", only then i realized what has happened actually.

Just because i posted on my facebook status - "Rest in peace, my dear friend. I am gonna miss you. Sob Sob."

Yeah my mum HAD MY FACEBOOK ACCOUNT!

YEAH! MY DAD TOO!

Even until today they never realized that my status on that day is actually dedicated for a dead frog i saw in front of my carpark. I am sorry mum.

Funny thing is, my parents used to be, well, the parents that say things like this.

"You see la kids nowadays! Before commit suicide also need to post countdown of Facebook! Facebook really kill people nowadays!".

Two weeks after, they opened their own facebook account.

Well, what can i say. Now that they had discovered that facebook is "oh so much of fun", especially my mum, the conversation nowadays became..

(Phone ringing, mum called)

Me: Hi mum!

Mum: Eh how come you din online and facebook? We can chat there. FREE ONE MAR!

Me: I am in the office mum!!

Mum: In office CAN'T on FACEBOOK one der mer?

Me:.......................

Compared to those facebook addicts, my mum definitely is on one higher level compared to them.

Almost burnt our house because of "cos busy with faceboook lahh".

Salute.

Sometimes when we touch

How many times in your life when you listen to a certain songs, it touch you and make you fell in love with it.

I was in Bistro 32, one of the famous beer and liquor joint in Puchong one Wednesday night. Funny enough, i am not really a weekday outgoing person.

But on that particular day, i break the tradition and came out for a few beers. In the bar, there were this band performing.

And one of their songs make me goes "wow, may i know what song is it?"

Here you go.







Anyone available for karaoke session?

The Art of Camwhoring

I have nothing against camwhoring.

Honest!



So long that you doesn't look like the alien above.

Going into the 20th century, i noticed that a lot of the 90s babies love to camwhore.

The pretty one, i have no comment.

The fugly one, kiss my ass.

But the art of camwhoring required techniques, angle, make up, photoshops and a lot of other de facto', in order to turn a fugly fatty girl into a supermodel look-alike.

Sometimes it shocked me to death on how camwhoring can make such a big difference when you met the real person in real life. Most of them are just...NOT THE SAME.

So in order to master the art of camwhoring, i also tried it out myself with my new phone.

How? Eng dao boh?

That's what i called, the "Spanish Eyes".