I was conned RM660.85 - Part 1

I was conned RM660.85 from a lady who accused she was my sister. I was so pissed off and now I am having Cintan Mee for dinner. Here is my story:

I was going to have my dinner with my wife who was there waiting for me. That night we intended to have crabs, prawns and some oysters. Yes, it was my wife’s idea to have seafood in the afternoon. After my meeting, I rushed straight to that place. Upon reaching the place, I found the place not so crowded and took my seat.

Dinner started and crabs, prawns, oysters, and fish were brought to our table. Suddenly, a beautiful girl came to our table. Both my wife and she greeted and started chatting. I thought she must be my wife’s friend because she was talking to her; laughing and talked throughout the meal. Not before long, the guest left and so we continued our dinner.

At the cashier, the receipt showed to me was amount RM660.85! I was immediately freeze and I just could not looked away from amount. It was so expensive! I looked backed at the cashier and asked if this receipt from my table. She nodded her head. I could not believe our dinner cost this much. Bloody. I immediately looked over the items billed in the receipt.

Me: * scanned scanned * eh, I did not order abalone or shark fin soup, and then this sea cucumber and mud crab king… plus those bottles of Heineken… can you just check again?
Cashier: No, the girl who sat with your wife and you just now said you
will pay for their meal…

Me: WTF?! Say that again! Which girl you see I told to charge into my bill?
Cashier: Sir, are you trying to not to pay this? Please pay, it was she who told you that you are her brother and will pay for her dinner…

Me and wife: WTF?! I don’t have a sister… your sister is in Labuan… WTF?!

* I got panic *

Cashier: Please pay up!
Me: * WTF who in the right mind will bring RM600 for one stupid dinner * It must be the lady you talked to. * I looked back at my wife *
Wife: No, I thought it was your friend. She said HI and started talking and I thought you knew her.

Me: *_* … * Please someone help me! I am seeing stars *

Cashier: Sir, if you don’t pay up I will call the police.
Me: Hey, its true that she is not my sister. You call the police? I also call the police.

Is sky the limit… to be continue

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My most remembered piece of joke... written out for fun!

The very last time i had an endeavour with Cosmoblogger was a year ago when she was still in my company (now that she is in Singapore) i created one piece of joke and sent it to everyone. She put it in her blog... kembang lar at that time... here is the recap of the entry:

Dear Customer,

I know that you had bought a software from our company, Software Husband version 1.0. You told us that once you have installed this software all other programs and files are either converted or not active anymore. In fact, this is an Operating System that will override any other operating system, system files and other programs like Boyfriend Flirt 2.1, Boyfriend Explorer 3.1 and etc.

Software Husband version 1.0 lets you get more advance features in Kitchen Management System and even improve your Cooking Library and Developer Network. Our design from the technical team acknowledges your concern. Our team said that it is our product feature and behavior.

When you finish installing, below are the following features Software Husband 1.0:

1. Shopping Spree Management & Monitoring Console 1.0

2. Women's Nightout
Management & Monitoring Console 1.0

3. Credit and Financial Control 1.0 (Optional if there is external Cash Memory)

4. Kitchen Management System & Upgrades

5. Cooking Library and Developer Network (CLDN)

6. Home and Environment Management System 1.0

7. Kids and Baby Supervision System 1.0

8. Laundry Management System 1.0

Beside that, you will also get a new tool:

6. Hierarchical Family Planning and Development Tool

Feature 6 is for love, child planning and development and it is a great feature coz it has a lot of design and patterns and styles for you to use with Software Husband 1.0.

Feature 6 is a core tool that comes with the package.

Regardless of all the above feature, you should be aware that you are only entitle to one Software Husband 1.0. Licensing fees is included in the Software Matrimonial Package. It is for life and guaranteed but you are advice to get the Husband Antiviral Software to protect him from sickness.

For you information, our company is having an upgrade right now. Here are the list of available upgrades you can select over time:

1. Software Husband Enterprise 1.1

2. Software Husband Professional 1.1

3. Software Husband Home Edition 1.1

4. Software Husband Extended 1.1

5. Software Husband for Student Edition 1.1 (This is only available if you are studying Home Sciences. Please present your Engagement card when purchasing)

Please Do Not Make Copies of your Software Husband 1.0.

Uninstalling this software requires Matrimonial Functional Consultant.

P/s: Add/Remove Program in your System does not have the Software Husband 1.0 icon. The system does not allow manual removal.

Thank you.

Yours Sincerely,

Software Husband Inc. 2005
Original letter composer: William aka wilstroth

This original copy of my joke written and published can still be found in her blog

is sky the limit... bringing out some old created jokes from jasmine aka cosmoblogger

You work... I also work... SO?

There is one entry which I posted in May regarding my breakfast being interrupted by a very persistent salesperson who really made me so tulan. Last week on Friday it happened again. This was in the Amcorp Plaza parking opposite the Taman Jaya LRT station.

Promoter/Salesboy or anything lar : Mr! Mr! * came running up to me with his hand waving *

Me: * was getting ready to pack my stuffs into the trunk *

PSOA : Mr! Mr! Hi how are you? * smiling so wide *

Me: Yes?

PSOA : Do you know xxx... * before he could finish *

Me: No thank you, I am not interested.

PSOA : No, I am not selling you things so want to let you know if you know anything... * before he could finish *

Me: No, I am not interested and I don't want to know...

* In fact, i know what is he about to say because there is this girl who had talked to me from their same group. In fact, i recognized this guy's face too... *

PSOA : Mr, Don't lar like that... i am not selling you anything... i just want you to know XXX if you can just... * before he could finish *

Me: No, I am not interested. Go find someone else...

* This guy is blocking my way and i need to get into the driver's seat...

PSOA : No lar Mr, i am not selling you anything... just want to let you know...

Me: * Holding one mineral water up and pointing at him * hey you, I said only once, I AM NOT INTERESTED... grrr.... * I looked at him angrily *

PSOA : ok ok... don't lar get so angry... i am just trying to earn a few dollars... you working... i working...

Me: F**k you.... you working... your problem... i working... none of your f**king business... everybody is working and getting screwed... you working so what? get lost or i call the police...

PSOA : Dun lar get angry... hehehe... just want to promote...

* I threw down my backpack on the floor that instant and grabbed my umbrella readied to swing at him *

Me: What!!! What the f**k you want to tell!? huh? huh? Come nearer to me... Come! What?! Come lar closer to me!

PSOA : ok ok... * he moved away *

Me: * started my car engine and swerved off *

Shit man... i just had a long tiring day in the PIKOM's fair and my shoulder slung with a heavy notebook and my own backpack. Plus the long ride of crowded LRT. My only wish is to reach home peacefully, bath and sleep.

Who wants to care whether you work or don't work?! Sell or don't sell?! Everybody works and sell something (including selling arse). Don't come whining to me when you can't do whatever you want in the public street. Selling or promoting i don't care.

Just don't go on further when i say, "No, thank you. I am not interested."

I don't need anger management and yes I have sudden scary outburst...

is sky the limit... what?! what do you want?

Men will Crack and Women will Pop!

Hi, lets take a look at another of my twisted mind. Say you are a man and when you wake up you have become a woman. The same goes for ladies. Again, say you are a lady and when you wake up you have become the world most beautiful lady. Now here is the catch.

If you wake up as a man then all the men in this world has become ladies. Now, when you wake up you get ready to go to work. It is peaceful and quiet. No highway jams. The roads are empty. Not a single soul. The traffic light are left blinking on its own. The giant malls are so eerily quiet. You reach your working place. The parking lot is empty. No security guards and no people. It is so quiet that you only heard yourself.

You walked to the lift and goes up to your department. As you enter, you see millions of cubicle stretch to the end of the department. You see no heads or others. Just plain empty. Except for the ticking of the clock. You give a loud sighed and walked to your cubicle. The moment you confirm your buttock on the chair you hear someone giggling. You looked the right and to the left. No one. You start to wonder if its your mind.

The moment you looked at your screen you see a silhouette of a lady standing behind you. Is it a reflection of something else or is it really someone. Immediately you turned to the back to see who was it. A lady in red. She was dressed in the most beautiful dress. She looked at you and smiled. Of course, you being a gentleman you need to smile back. You were peculiar with her standing behind you and asked her why she was there. She just laughed non stop. A man’s laughing voice. Not to forget, that you have woke up as a man but originally a woman. So your voice is very feminine.

Understandably, if you happen to see someone suddenly appear behind you, you would like run very fast because it might be some specter. Therefore, I shall asked you to run as fast as possible. But more and more ladies appear from the floor. Until you could not reach the lift. Your heart thumping faster and faster. There is a fire stairs but it is also block by another lady. They are coming nearer and nearer to you. Your mind start to reel up ideas to escape. In one attempt, you ran as fast as you could and hit the windows, crashed and you have leaped off the building. You are falling so fast that you are going to hit the ground any moment. Unfortunately, you did not stop falling. Instantly you are kept afloat. More and more ladies stay afloat and surrounded you. You asked them this question, “What do you all want?”

If you don’t understand my story that is not a necessary for you to do so because it is intentionally written like that to keep your mind thinking of today’s world of human relationship. It could represent many variables of ideas in a rapidly moving society.

I leave you to your thinking and form your own wildest dream. I end here with another of my twisted yet cryptic ideas.

Is sky the limit… Confusion and nevertheless you do not know the answer… think again!

Blogs are bursting and millions are expressing… I blog!

This blog of mine has reached its one year and four months old. Another 6 months and one year to go before it bid its last entry in episode 3. There are many times I asked myself why did I started blogging. Here is a story of my twisted mind.

Once upon a time, there was this loner in one of millions of cubicles in the cubic world. Everyone lived in a cubicle. They eat, sleep, play and shit in their cubicles. Although there are a few loners in the cubic world but many of them are celebrity popsicles. Everywhere they go, people will definitely want some sweetness from these celebrity popsicles. One day, loners in the cubic world decided to have their own sweetness in fame. They started a group called expressers.

They expressed their feelings and concerns to the world of cubic. Each of them get to express their voice out to the citizen of cubicles. It took only one entry and they were shot to the sky like fire crackers. They were heard daily and increasingly more focus on their updates. Regardless if their concerns and feelings were humorous, serious, environmental, love, hatred, satirist or political but it was the only one part of them to let the world of cubic to know of their existence. World of cubic was equivalent to the millions of cubicle combine to become one big piece of the jigsaw puzzle. Just one expression, all other celebrity popsicles, loners, ragers, unfaithfuls, jokers, spouses, know it alls and many more expressionist will go remark on it.

As expressionist become more famous and elaborate yet a bit of generalization they become the bloggers. They will blog with words type in their mind and express into the form understood and readable by other blogsters and blogstanders. Blogstanders would just read and at times try to find flavours from different blogsters. In contrast to blogstanders, blogster will contribute their expression as well as reading others to get a connection and be in part of the world of blogs. World of cubic also slowly start to evolve and it eventually burst into millions of galaxies. Thus, it creates the island of blogs with different flavors.

Therefore, these flavors represented each blogsters own domain from the world of cubic outburst. Some eventually become tech blogs. Some eventually become social blogs. Some eventually become political blogs. Some eventually become family blogs. Some eventually become sex blogs. Some eventually become personal blogs. Some just pop and move on and form other type of alternative form of expression.

So the linkage of me in this world of cubic or should I say world of blogs infected me by another blogster who sees blogs as one way to communicate herself. Indeed, I was one of the loners in the world of cubic but eventually evolve too to become, not a celebrity popsicle, but another rat in a blog of maze. Blogging until I found the exit. That exit will be my last episode. Episode 3.

This is my story. The end.


Is sky the limit… blog of gateway to millions of unheard expressions…

Loans and Repayment... Owed and Paying

Note: something to ponder when you are still a student or to someone who is yet paying it.

You know yourself that being a student can be sometime very difficult especially when it comes to money. Parents cannot afford all the luxury that you always wanted while in the university. Although you may try to scrimp and saved for every month so you can use your money to either buy books or stationeries for your assignments yet it is still not enough.


Student life in my time was a bit tough though i am still lucky enough to have my Kriss II modenas to move around freely. However, money was limited and need to save for every end of the month.


However, with the goverment help today, student's life is a little bit assisted and financial are not as tight as relying solely on their parents. Getting loan is one of the most happiest thing for every student. The loan i specifically mentioned here is the PTPTN. To some who pay full loan will be happy that they won't have to burden their family.


They can eat and study with their mind free from burden. Throughout their number of years of studies towards graduation, they are supported by PTPTN's funding. Even though sometimes the loan may come in late but still it will reach into their account to pay off their tuition fees, rent and basic necessities.

Although PTPTN is seen as a very goodwill and good thing to assist needy students but does all students repay back PTPTN?


Well, students should pay back because it is goverment money. Though one may argue those money are from the hard earned citizen like my Pa, my Ma, your Pa and your Ma. Unfortunately, that is not the case. If we see it on the overall picture we can actually re-cycle the whole fund that has been borrowed to previous loaners who repay PTPTN back. Therefore, it falls on to the shoulders of graduated students to repay back PTPTN. Paying back PTPTN not only does it help PTPTN to finance its new loaners but it also help PTPTN to reduce borrowing from other organizations to support its continual loaning services to new students.


After all, when you borrow you should repay. Yes, i am still repaying my loans and still got many moons to go before i am free from my government debt. It can be a heartache when you start repaying but its is still a responsibility. Over the years when you progress in your career and pay advancement I am sure the PTPTN repayment will be one small portion in your monthly bill payment. Unless you got other commitments then you will need to reevaluate your budget. Imagine, if PTPTN were to act like an Ah Long (Which they won't) come to your door and spray red paint demanding you to pay. Then it will look like this on your door step.

An Ah Long in action demanding payment

from my neighbor and it reads,

"Ah Lim, big con man, talk not honor, owed me money and not pay"

This picture was taken on several weeks ago when my opposite apartment neighbor had to fled an Ah Long who came that night to shift out all of his furnitures. This message was scribble across his apartment wall. It still can be seen until now.


But because PTPTN was setup to help needy students to get through their education by offering them a loan therefore being part of the society students should repay PTPTN's loan. And they tried to be lenient with the repayment but there are some who abused the system. Just imagine you had been hard on repaying your PTPTN and someone is not paying it.

For me, i will continue on paying my loans to PTPTN until I am release from it. Yes, getting the loan to study was easy and had helped me a lot but still it is a debt that has to be repay!

is sky the limit... students should pay... it's a debt...

Female Drivers Only...

The other day, I was searching for a place to park when I noticed this parking attendant in Cineleisure Damansara ushered me to drive closer.

Wife: Eh, he is signaling you to driver closer lar.

* parking attendant flashing his fluorescent baton *

Me: yeah hor… then let us drive towards him.

Wife: Wah, nice new cinema with parking attendant ushering us… not bad…

* my car moved near the attendant and a car was reversing out *

Me: Wah… so good… he is finding a place for us… let's wait for this car to reverse out.

* the car left *

Me: Ok, let's park!

* suddenly, the parking attendant waved me to stop and pointed to the sign on the pillar *

Me: Cheh! Why ask me to come lar! You kacang ar?!

Wife: eh, what’s the matter? Park lar… he asked you mar…

Me; No lar… look!

* I pointed to the pillar *

Wife: Aaaa Cheeeh!... then why signaled us to come closer… he crazy ar?

Me: Nuts!

* So I drove to another packing space *

Not bad, Cineleisure Damansara has a parking spot near the entrance for the ladies. Ladies will feel safer now when they watch midnight movies.

Is sky the limit… ladies parking only…

True Adventures of William & Encik Polis

It happen one year ago and my first fine in Ipoh. It always amused me when I think back. I did not get a ticket in KL but in Ipoh. So this was my first reaction when the police stopped me and fined me for speeding a red traffic light.

Encik Polis: You pandu tak henti dari traffic light sampai sini. Tak nampak saya ka?
Me: Err.. tidak.

Encik Polis: Ok, you tau kenapa saya panggil you berhenti?
Me: Err.. tidak.

Encik Polis: Ok, adakah you tau dah laku kesalahan traffic?
Me: Err.. tidak.

Encik Polis: Ok, biar saya cakap… anda telah melanggar isyarat lampu merah. Faham?
Me: Betul ka?

Encik Polis: Betul lar… you berhenti sebelah saya… then you just terus lalu red traffic light. Semua orang pun tengok saya. I know, you are in a rush. Tapi, semua orang tengok saya so I kena kejar you. Faham tak?
Me: Oh.. ok… sorry ar…

Encik Polis: Eh, you faham ka?
Me: Faham.. hehehehe…

Encik Polis: I terpaksa saman lu, you tau ka?
Me: Faham..

Encik Polis: So apa you nak buat sekarang?
Me: Tak tau…

Encik Polis: Ok lar, I terang proses untuk you.
Me: Ok.

Encik Polis: Sebab you dah langgar isyarat lampu merah so itu big kesalahan. Boleh denda points. Faham?
Me: Ok. Faham.

Encik Polis: Ambik license mari dan IC.
Me: Ok.. nah… * handling him my IC and car license *

Encik Polis: Ini kereta siapa?
Me: Ibu punya…

Encik Polis: So siapa bayar saman ini? You or ibu?
Me: Ibu…

Encik Polis: Eh, you belum kerja ka? RM300 oh… jangan main oh.. nanti ibu betul betul pukul lu…
Me: errr… baru start saja… * wink wink *... kereta ibu saya pakai mau jemput adik balik dari sekolah…

Encik Polis: Ok ok lar… kesian sama lu… nanti balik ibu marah… I tulis you tak pakai seat belt bayar RM70 cukup. You boleh hor?
Me: RM70.. boleh bayar sendiri…

Encik Polis: Ah, lain kali jangan terburu-buru. Nanti kemalangan macam mana. Kereta ini ibu punya. Kalo kereta sendiri takper lar…
Me: ok ok… thank you thank you…

Encik Polis: Ok ini saman, ini your ic dan ini your lessen. Pergi ke balai polis trafik di Ipoh dan bayar saman. Ok? Jangan langgar isyarat lampu lagi.
Me: ok ok.. .thank you thank you…

Wah… I am so kam tung! I terpaksa sedar diri and drive more carefully.

Is sky the limit… advice me some more… its my fault, I know.

Cinema Services I wish to exist!

I wish I have this kind of services in the Malaysian cinemas not just the Gold Class:

Ticket operator: Hi, what movie would you like to watch?
Me: 9:30pm, -movie title-.

TO: Ok, how many person?
Me: Two.

TO: Here are the available seats, please select.
Me: K10 and K11, middle just nice.

Me: By the way can I have the reserve seats?
TO: There are only open to half an hour before movie start if no tickets collected.

Me: I don’t care, reservation are for lazy people. I am a genuine customer here and have preferred your cinemas over others. I queued for 20 minutes to get two tickets and which that 20 minutes I can used it to shop or walk around and spend my time efficiently. Doing so, your cinema secured my money of RM20 profit and not risk losing another RM20 because that jerk decided not to come.
TO: ok, a justifiable reason and here are the reserve seats. Please select.

Me: Row F10 and F11, please.

TO: Ok, are you genuine or sleeper?
Me: Genuine.

TO: Critic or non critic?
Me: Non critic… I will keep quiet. What about screaming kids and crying babies?

TO: We have another section for parental cinemas, Sir. I assured you that you will be place in a section meant for single and dating couples.

TO: Any other service that you want to request?
Me: Yes, please do not put me next to someone who stinks.

TO: what do you mean stinks?
Me: I will define it as mouth odor, body odor and feet odor in that sequence.

TO: Anymore request?
Me: Two plates of wan tan mee and two hot Gwai Lo tea at the beginning of the advertisement.

TO: Thank you, we will register it into our customer care database management system
Me: Welcome. Nice customer care service you have.

TO: Thank you. That will be RM20, 9:30pm, -movie title- and two persons. RM8.00 for two plates of wan tan mee and two hot Uncle Lipton tea. Total is RM28.00.

Me: * pay *

TO: Here are your tickets and meal order. Enjoy the movie.

Me: Thank you.



Is sky the limit… oh yeah!

Runaway Vacation or bored Scary Movie 4

I find the comedy in Scary Movie 4 is not funny and quite bored too. Let us just go straight to Runaway Vacation with Robin Williams at the helm of the storyline. This movie is worth your ticket if you are unable to get Tokyo Drift. Robin Williams played a splendid dad trying to save his career at the same time trying to get in touch more with his family. Its nice and hilarious.

Though he promises them a nice warmth holiday in Hawaii but later due to a disastrous meeting at his boss reception had placed himself in a difficult position. In order to redeem himself as well as saving his job he has to cancel his Hawaii trip and go to Colorado. Though unwilling but after a discussion with his close friends, a Runaway Vacation (RV) was suggested and his family reluctantly accept it. The fun begins from there.

Girls, please bring along parents, kids, nephews and nieces but not your talkative and mouth stinking boyfriend. One guy sat next to me, talked and talked non stop from the beginning of the advertisement till the end. I pity his girlfriend. His mouth stinks and is disturbing me.

RV : * playing *
The guy: eh… dun mor my stomach after I get fat

RV: * playing *
The guy: ayo… I getting sleepy * then sigh – his mouth stinks *

RV: * playing *
The guy: ayo… I also dunno what I am going to do tomorrow… no car leh…

RV: * playing *
The guy: yak yak yak…

* Me beh tahan liao *

Me: Excuse me, if you are not going to stop speaking and sighing, I will need to ask you to exchange your seat with your girlfriend. Your girlfriend is beautiful, she is sexy, she is quiet and she doesn’t disturb me and this movie. Your cap sucks and your pants are ugly and is going to drop any moment. When your girlfriend sit next to me I will not hesitate to grab her hand and tell her to enjoy a nice quiet movie with me. Do you understand my feelings?

Ok ok… I made up the last part…



Is sky the limit… Runaway Vacation is good!

Last Papa Day discussion

Note: I could not remember much of the true conversation but it goes something like below.

Papa Day was here last week and some of you would be busy trying to think of something for your Papa. Here is one instance of our last discussion on getting a gift for Padme’s Papa.

Padme: William, what should I get for my Papa for this Papa’s Day? Any idea?
Me: Let me see… what about watches?

Padme: No… no… Indians are pantang sending gifts as watches or clocks to people. No… no…
Me: No lar, I think clocks only is pantang lar…

Padme: No… no… really, Indians are pantang about it!
Me: But watches are not clocks. In Chinese, clocks are definitely a no no as a gift!

Padme: I see… but Indians pantang both lar.
Me: I see… any meaning to the watch ar? For Chinese, clock sounds like “giving one a funeral”… sung chung… sung means give and chung is clock…. So sung chung… sung chung… choi!

Padme, Michelle, Kerry: Hahahahahaha…
Me: What about Indians?

Padme: Don’t know… but I know its pantang…
Me: ok…

Me: What about handkerchief? At least you can tell your papa, “OK Papa, you don’t have to use your sleeve, your hand or tissue anymore. Use this from now onwards!”
Kerry and Michelle: Hahahahahaha….
Padme: Hahahahahaha… He doesn’t use handkerchief lar…

Me: Ok, what about pen? Nice to write and maybe can sign check for you…
Padme: Hahahahahaha… Pen? Hmmm… But he is retiring next year… I guess he will use less of it.

Me: Ok, what about tie? Get one of those nice silk and grey color tie. Its just RM30 and you get it from Jusco.
Padme: Hmmm…
Me: Ok, what about taking him out for a nice dinner? I did that earlier of the month.
Padme: Dinner… Hahahahahaha… he can’t eat certain food due to high cholesterol lar…

Me: Hahahahahaha.. you tell your Papa… once in a lifetime, Papa, I am going to take you to have Fish Head Curry, Freshwater Crabs Fried with Sultanah Eggs, some stir fried stuffs from one nice Chinese Restaurant. Don’t worry about cholesterol. Eat first, fear later… Muahahahahahaha….
Michelle, Hasni, Kerry, and Padme: hahahahahahahahahahaha…

Me: Ok lar.. what is your budget and what does your Papa like?
Padme: Actually, he wants a DVD player…

Me: Ok then.. go get him a DVD player…
Padme: Let me think first…

Me: Otherwise, you can always get a book titled Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. If he doesn’t want it you can always give it to me. I welcome it very much!
Michelle: Padme, I think he is implying something else already… Hahahahahaha…
Padme, Kerry and Hasni: Hahahahahahahahahahaha….

Alright, if you think that dinner is too small for a gift. Buy your dad something, treat him for dinner then a movie. I think some simple event like this will surely make your old man happy. Though there are 365 days to make your old man happy, angry and sad but at the end of the day, its all about being happy and feeling cherished by his sons and daughters..



Is sky the limit… you can buy your dad a flight ticket and send him on a tour!

She is back!

Several weeks ago when my wife got back from her vacation.

Wife: Ooi! I’ve just gone for two weeks and now you are driving like this?! You want me to repeat those words again is it?Me: hehehehehe… sorry… sorry…

*
slows down from 110kmph to 90kmph,
obey traffic lights,
give signal before turning,
slows down at zebra crossing,
slows down at STOP sign before turning
slows down before parking
reduce overtaking slow driving cars
behaving nicely and smiled to every passing vehicle
*

Wife: Ok, now its much safer… hehehehehe…

* Suddenly, one stupid Kancil overtake me by force *

Me: NYAH SING! *(&(&*&$^&%$%$#%#^&^^&%#$#@!#$^%$#

* Showing the driver both of my middle fingers *


Wife: o_O”””… * she looked at my both hands then the steering wheel *



Is sky the limit… yup, she is back… my temper will be reduced and more controlled.

The Man of Steel is back!

The man of steel is back!

Late Christopher Reeves should be very happy in his grave that his Superman’s movie has so much improve by modern computer graphic effects. Lets hope this movie is as good as the initial Superman.

* fingers crossed *


Is sky the limit… Superman is back!

When should a guy back off from pursuing further into a non-workable relationship?

Note: Long entry.

This is a very rhetorical question. Some might be headstrong and still pursue in hope one day his lady of choice will pick him. Some might be a bit skeptical and go away. Some might stayed on a bit longer by trying to understand her more so his lady of choice will pick him. Some might just change their direction and focus another partner as in going away. However, men should understand the very nature of the woman’s mind plus perception and her architecture. Yet, I myself is still in the midst of bewilderment when it comes to the very issue of handling a woman.

In retrospect, we are not in the position to critic what or how they should be but with proper, suggestive and respectable approach will surely bring many lights to men who want to know more of a woman. In this entry, we shall not delve into handling of women because it requires art and having the heart of a treasure chest filled with honesty that is to be open by the women themselves. If only they really see that in you then you are blessed. With respect, women is not an object for self satisfaction but something very complex that requires a man true knowledge on himself what he should be looking for in a woman. You cannot just simply look for one when everyone has one. I can hardly fathom when my friends told me that all of their close friends are coupled up and they should be looking for one too. I was in that position last time but it had taken a toll on myself. Yet another story to tell. Back to reasoning why having a partner, solution is that I need to move on with something more serious and of course, practicality. I need love, that is a fact; and everyone needs love, no doubt. In that I took care of it with my own capability and time; not just because everyone has one or seems to have one. Period. My dear friend, time has it own uniqueness of telling its history and creating a future without you knowing it that the very next step it will be an unexplainable explanation.

Moving on to the very question of pursuing a lady who had given you so much hints that you should be moving away. I have seen guys who felt dejected and rejected at the tips from his lady. Being said so, human particularly man, sometimes takes time to understand words from a lady’s mouth. No being said it’s a word of encouragement a man hears. Yes being said it’s a word of doubt for many men. There are many acts and communications to be attested by both of them. Though mostly it falls onto men when women cried men wouldn’t listen. As part of men’s default nature, they are to be aggressive and would not take NO word for YES. In the cause of adrenaline and the very small processing thought very often men will feel depress until the verge of crying. Some may just feel depress only. In the word insanity, men will use extreme ways to fight words of deject and rejects. Yes, I am being straightforward in mentioning insanity to men who are fighting against themselves to win a lady’s heart when she is not interested in him in the first place. Respect and self awareness should be the very good action to respond to a lady’s NO.

Ladies are often left with no choice to tell men harshly that they are not entirely interested in them in the first place. First warning is always tender. The second will be to distance herself from him if he ignored the first. The third warning will always resulting in the end of a terrible war that will mark the end of the male pursuer. Not to say that there is no turn around, sometimes magic works like in the case of a lady changed of heart to fell for the man who she rejected in the first place. Yes, there are possibilities. However, I can only say, he, that man has a true heart. Unfortunately, a lady who gives multitude of hints to reject a man is something hardly the man will be able to be her partner in the future. Just because she is not for him. That is the respect the man should give. Men should neither threaten nor force and that is very despicable act to do. Primitive era has long gone with the clubs and dragging women to their caves. With modernization and globalization, women are not leaving themselves out and is competing with men for positions and wealth. Today, men no longer faced men in workplace but including women too.

This entry only covers one small part of the iceberg to modern world relationship.



Is sky the limit… it is ok that women said no and men should be obliged to respect it

Days of Mood

Saturday is the Longest day, Sunday is the Shortest day,
Monday is the Heaviest day, Tuesday is the Slightly Better day,
Wednesday is the Dull day, Thursday is the Ever Good day
Friday is the Best day of the Days.


Is sky the limit… which is your day?

Counting Money and Unfortunate at-choo!

I had another viewing of Davinci Code for the second time. The film was still full surprisingly after 3 weeks on the cinema. Davinci Code, I must say, until now ticketing booth are selling them like hotcakes. Then on that day, my brother make something out that I always joke. I think you have read that before somewhere in blog/

In one long queue, about to reach the booth:

Me: Eh, give me your money, its RM10.
My brother: Ok, * started counting *

My brother: RM1, RM2, RM3, RM4, RM5, RM6…
Me: * Looked at him in disbelief *

Me: ok ok… I pay for you… no worries… later return... * yes, i am kiamsap! *
My brother: hehehehehe… sorry ar…

Me: dun worry… dun worry… I pay… I pay…

Then tomorrow in the first cinema after Davinci started for half an hour, it got very cold and unfortunately I was in my favorite bermuda shorts and t-shirt. Neither both of us brought any sweater nor jacket. Then all of a sudden, I got the need to sneeze so I cup my mouth.

Me: Ah ah.. Ati-Chooooooooooooooo…. * I sneeze! *

Oh poor Leonardo! My hand was filled with my mucus!

Try to imagine what you will do in my position if both of you (brother or friends) have neither tissue nor handkerchief. Plus next to you is a beautiful girl and hope she did not notice your act in disposing your mucus. Lets guess.

Remember, your hand is filled with mucus!



Is sky the limit… God Bless You!

World of Tulan – Part 2

Nevermind, its just business and you carried on with your other mundane office task. Lunchtime came and you were served with the usual. Everybody at the table also felt tulan because boss had issued a lame report that their sales are not doing well and restructuring may be a possibility. Tulan. You just continued on and you hope no problems from 2pm till 5:30pm. Wrong. A customer called up to complain that the product he bought yesterday is not working as expected as it was in the sales briefing. He got so tulan and cursed everyone from the company top level to the bottom level. Your boss held you responsible and you need to call up to the customer and try to leverage it. The customer shoot you maximum and you can’t just take it, you screamed and banged the phone. Everyone got up to look and even your boss. “I AM TULAN! WHAT THE F*&K!”, you cried. Everybody came over and try to console you. Your boss just looked at you and walked back to his cubicle. “Hmm… nowadays young people just do not have the patience… in my time”, your boss sighed and his olden days movie start to reel in his pathetic mind.

End of day, you felt so relieved, you happily packed home and felt the tulan feeling had subsided. Unfortunately, you just cannot believe your eyes. Your good Vios has been clamped. You parked at the wrong box. Tulan feeling again. You searched for the nearest security office and pay the fine. At that point, the security being a Myammar understand English little and is having some problem trying to catch what you were saying. You tried switching Malay and English languages with him. Finally, you gave up and drag him to your car. You pointed at that and said, “KNNMCHTNS, you clamped my car!” You indicated money and unclamped. Only he now understood, “lei chou kong lar!”. He can speaks Cantonese! So tulan you wish you just whip up a rifle and blast him off to where he came from.

Of course, you are now on your way home already. Traffic was so bad and you are now unable to move your car. Hunger pang strikes, you search your car’s glove box for some tidbits or biscuits. Yes, you do find it but it tasted so weird and soggy. It has expired. Now that bite of the big biscuit is in your mouth. Tissue box is empty and you can’t just PTUI in your car. Or even outside the car. Because you have to maintain your lady likeness. Who knows next to your car is a handsome man who is watching you doing such a unattractive way. You looked around. Ok, you are clear to do that. Once finish a called came. You were spotted by your colleague, the person you hated most in the office, and he teased you for such a disgusting person. You feel like hanging up his phone. Before doing so, maybe you will scream some profanities. You just laughed and say good bye and wish this lane would move. So embarrassed and tulan at the same time.

You reach your home and a pack of cold economy rice. While the economy rice is getting heated up in the microwave, you went into the bathroom for a dip. You slip in, smelled of lavender and its is nice and relaxing. After some time, you realize your microwave is still heating up. After some thoughts, you decided to go check out your food. Oh my god, you cried. The microwave is a broken and it won’t stop heating your poor food. Its now burnt economy rice. You cursed your day, your life for the moment, your dateless life, your pay, your loan, your scoundrel girlfriends, your boss, your company, your wan tan mee, your car, your economy food and the last, the traffic. Now you ended up with Meh G noodle. You just felt so taxed and felled asleep in the living room couch… POOOF!

It is just a dream. You finally wake up from that terrible tulan dream. You sweated and felt relieved. That is not going to happen. As you go to your toilet, you realized your toothpaste is finish and unknowingly you knocked down your favorite facial cleanser…

* Twiligh Zone music playing *

Disclaimer: This is just another story cocked up by me. It is not related to anyone or event in this particular entry. Even if it does, it is just purely coincidence and fictional.

Is sky the limit… * Twilight zone music playing *

World in Tulan – Part 1

What will you do, say if you happen to be in one of the most lousiest day, that is everyone you meet or yourself is tulan about something? Never right? Shall we create one scenario? Lets get started.

One morning, you woke up, your toothpaste has finish and you knock down your favorite facial cleanser accidentally into the toilet bowl. You felt so tulan at it. Then, as you get dressed up for work your favorite panty hose tore or your favorite pants’ zip found broken. You felt tulan again.

Fine, on your way driving to work you decided to stop at one good wan tan mee stall to take away your favorite dry wan tan mee. You walked up and fail to balance your step while crossing the small drain. You nearly fell into it. Unfortunately your high heels is broken. Now you have to limp to the stall. You tulan again. At that stall, the seller is also tulan because his daughter or son did not want to help him at the stall. He is so tulan that he cooked your wan tan mee tulan-ly and his wife also pack and look tulan-ly at you. Everyone is so tulan in the morning.

Then reaching the office, you had forgotten your ID pass and now you have to wait for another half an hour so that when the first person arrives you can go in together. Not so tulan but you can sleep in the car for the moment. Unfortunately, the parking in the basement is so hot and stuffy. You need to go up to the lobby area in hoping that the cafeteria is open. Luckily it is open but they won’t let you in because no outside food allowed. You told him you will be ordering extras. Still the Indian macha shook his head and spoke the heaviest British accent you ever heard in your life, “No, I am sorry”. You and your wan tan mee have to go. Tulan again, you just go find one place to sit, eat and wait. After half an hour, you noticed there is some small stain of wan tan mee gravy on your best blouse. You wanted scream and punch people but you need to maintain your coolness as more people are coming into the lobby to work. Immediately, you go to the nearest toilet. All bear the sign, “ROSAK”. So tulan, you just ignored it and went up.

Finally, the receptionist is there to open your door for you. You reach your cubicle to found out a virus has infected your pc reported by the technician. The virus will cause your pc to run very slow. Again, you have to wait for your emails to pop out, you reply late, you send late, you get the latest info later than everybody. Even work is slow. All due to the virus. Tulan! At least, you can claimed, “It’s the virus, you know what it will do lar.” You sighed and accept the fact that the technician working their best to looking for an antidote or tool to clean your pc. Meeting came and go without one of your ideas being accepted plus subjected to words of challenge from your peers. Tulan. You tried to shout, “what the hell do you know?! You just sit there, eat and get fat like a pig! My ideas, you asked, you reject, then you take it for your own credit! Tulan! Tulan!” However, that is so unprofessional. Tulan again.



Is sky the limit… to be continue…

Doctor very tired… long day…

Last two days, I went to the almost everybody-looked-tulan clinic:

Nurse: * tulan a bit * yeah…
Me: I want to see the MBBS sinseh… * eh ah moi smile a bit lar cam ada orang mati *

Nurse: * still tulan * ok, … * looked at me *
Me: Panel, 717, William Tulan… from *&^^&%^#%$#@$%

Nurse: * go search * ok, have a sit…

* then in the consultation room *

Doctor: * he looked a bit tired and spiritless, must be very hard at work after long hours seeing and talking to patients… * Hi…

* he nod his head a bit to indicate what is my illness *

* hmmm… I wonder if I could recommend him to read DrLiew.net to relax or maybe start blogging like our good Dr Liew *

Me: Sorethroat and some cough… started two days ago…

Doctor: Ok, I give you anti-inflammatory, some cough tablets… should be ok… * start scribbling prescription *
Me: Ok.. thanks doc…

* while waiting outside *

Nurse: * still looked tulan * Mr William… yak yak yak… blah blah…
Me: Ok… thanks…

I wonder if its because my visitation is paid by my company so they all looked tulan? No lar, I don’t think so. I think they all look tulan because of a long and hard day in the clinic today… pity pity… and I happen just to walk in at the wrong time…



Is sky the limit… doctors hard at work… clinic nurse too…