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June 20, 2008 at 3:16 am (Craps, Useless Information)

Last night marked my first emcee-ing gig for 2008. Even though I didn’t get paid cos I’m full time staff of NewMan, I feel OK and happy about it. I was paired up with a professional emcee called Daniella. I guess those of you who came (Thanks for coming ya!) would have probably saw her, and can agree she’s quite hot. She did complain to me that she felt her boob is quite small, but its okla, she’s quite chio so that can make up for it. HAHA!

I felt that I started off quite gan cheong, but towards the end I feel quite comfortable already. Also thanks to my wonderful stage manager Arthur who ran around non-stop last night to help me and Daniella for this and that. Cheers man, if I need another stage manager in the future, I sure call you bro! HAHA!

I also met up with my buddy Will Quah last night, and he confirmed with me that there will be an open casting for radio DJ on Wednesday. Right now, I’m feeling pretty exited about it, but I’m scared that I freeze like how I froze when I went for my TV casting. First at Media Prima, then at Astro. Hmm, maybe I’m not made for TV cos I’m too fat. HAHA!

But thanks to all my buddies (Charles, Vicky, Teresa, Pui Yee, Melvin, Shen Yee, Vincent, Cynthia, Edward, Gerard, Hon San, Hui Ni, Lili) for keep on cheering for me last night. I also feel quite paiseh, cos I always cut line for my emcee partner. Some more she is professional emcee leh. Really so paiseh. Maybe I too excited already la I think…HAHA!

Also, sorry to all of you other buddies who attended the party. Really sorry that I couldn’t entertain you guys more even though I’m hosting this party,but you know, cannot help right… cos most of the time I’m stuck on stage. HAHA!

Anyways, I’ve been doing some reading lately. I’m not a bookworm, it’s very obvious, but yes, I’ve been doing some reading. I don’t usually read novel or thick books and I don’t read many series of books either. Sains Tingkatan 1 – 5 isn’t considered a series, and isn’t a novel either. Last time in highschool when we can choose literature or art, I chose art. But now I end up writing for a living. What the fuck right? Total mind fuck. But anyway, back to the point. I don’t read much series book. The last series of books I read was Dragon Lance novels. That was when I was still a small kid leh. Chow cibai. No Happy Potter, or other shit in between yo. HAHA!

But the point I’m trying to say is that I’ve started reading a series again. Well, actually not a series series la, but a series of books by the same author – TV host, French chef, and one of the most kuai lan guai lo that I’ve seen on TV before – Anthony Bourdain. I read his first book on my flight to USA because I really like watching his program, Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations, on TV. This fucker is damn cool loh. He travels the world, drinks, eats, smokes and curses freely on TV. Damn fucking champion. Because of that I bought his first book to read on my flight called Kitchen Confidential. But that was fucking ages ago, about 2 or 3 months ago already. HAHA!

Since then, I haven’t read anything, but fuck it lah. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that I’m now reading his second book thanks to the bookfair that Shanice and Melvin 2 brought me to when we went to see the circus. Hmm… The book is also by Anthony Boirdain called A Cook’s Tour. You know what? This is what I want to fucking do lor. Its damn fucking cool. Fly here, do crazy thing, write. Fly there, do crazy thing, write. Best part, get paid. MACHIBAI! I WANT LOR MACIBAI!!!!!!!!!!! HAHA!!

Anyway, as usual, my attention strayed while writing this blog because I have found lots of Spartans blogs (Ken, Ah Liang, etc etc) and I’m quite tired of typing. I type the whole day for salary, so you can understand lah. So to end this post, I shall be a wonderful guy and say, i haha.

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June 18, 2008 at 3:37 am (Craps, Useless Information)

It’s 3.26am and I’m exhausted from my futsal game tonight. I know I didn’t exactly run much compared to other people, but with my level of fitness, I think I did a hell of a job. Haha…

Tomorrow is my big day. Hopefully I can perform well, and maybe that will give me inspiration to attend the open audition for DJ’s for the radio station. I’ve already failed to make the cut for TV – I guess I was too gabrah when in front of the camera last time. The lens is fucking big leh. KNNCCB. Bigger than my head. Bigger than my fucking car’s rim leh. How to not scared. Macibai.

Anyways, I hope I can do well tomorrow, and audition well next week. I really want to get that job, even though it’s for a relatively smaller radio station. But who gives a fuck? Everyone needs a break into the industry right? Cameron Diaz started out as an extra. Claudier Shefer (however the fuck you spell that German cow’s name) acted as a fucking air stewardess in a commercial and sang some stupid jinggle. There was this famous actor guy who was once a used car salesman. There are those who were once garbage collectors and grave diggers. Mahai. Don’t look down oh. I know I’m just a writer – my words tend to come out better on paper (on screen lah in this case), but fuck it, it’s my ambition ma.

See how it goes. Hopefully tomorrow will do well and catch some attention. Not to say I’m an attention whore (trying not to be lah), but I always dreamed that someone would notice the stuff I do, like how those football scouts manage to scout young players and take them to massive clubs. But if the kid is unlucky, and he kena scan by some pedo-scout then GG for him lah. Sorry kid, you’ve been attacked by the pedobear. Hohoho…

Shamelessly rip from other people site haha…

Oh well… At least I know that I’m safe from the pedobear. Who knows. If things don’t work out, I might become the pedobear! HAHAHAHA



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June 12, 2008 at 1:19 pm (Craps, Useless Information)

In an ideal world, this blog post would come in three days time. It would be five months since my last blog post, and upon clicking on my blog address, rays of light would beam out from your monitor. Angel voices would chant in the background, and a gynormous firework would explode in the sky. A battalion of fighter jets would soar over your head at such pace that the sonic boom that follows would blow you off your seat. Your mother would call, and tell you how much she loved you. Your unborn child would thank you by resonating your testicles/ovaries. God himself would smile upon you, and the bastards from MPPJ would take a day off and not fine you for overstaying your parking ticket. I might actually get some work done, and my boss would give me a raise + bonus + a pat on the back.

Unfortunately, it isn’t three days in the future. Unfortunately, none of that is going to happen today. Oh well, at least I’ve got my health. Or lack of.

I’ll continue this blog a little later on when I’ve actually found something inspiring to write about. No telling when that will happen though. Actually, I haven’t found anything inspiring to write about/to live for/to talk about since February. Which in three days time would make it five month’s since my last blog. Hmm.

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Three cheers for Informations Technology

February 5, 2008 at 4:19 am (Craps, Useless Information)

Thank God for the computer and the internet. It turns geeky losers like me into macho men. I’ll harness its powers for the the forces of good, and try to weave myself some space into her schedule. But technology (or rather, MSN in particular) has fucked me up one time too many. I guess I’ll just have to source for more wonderful mediums on the net then. I wonder if my combined efforts will eventually bear fruit. I guess I’ll just have to try to find out, ey?

*And stop listening to trippy music like Weekends [Alpha Mix] by The Perishers on my headphones at four in the morning…

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One night in Mardi Gras

January 31, 2008 at 11:25 am (Craps, Useless Information)

What happens when you put two guys in a free flow bar?



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Bad -> Worse

January 30, 2008 at 5:57 pm (Craps, Useless Information)

My bad day just got worse. FUCK.

Sigh. I just might break that resolution and get fucked up on booze for this. Sigh.

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What happens in Vegas?

January 30, 2008 at 4:11 pm (Craps, Useless Information)

Stumbled upon this trailer while surfing Apple Trailers and found this particular line fucking hilarious:

Man: You’re like a son to me.
Jack: Dad, I AM your son!

** Man laughs, pat’s Jack on the shoulder and walks away.

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Caught on film

January 28, 2008 at 6:21 pm (Announcement, Craps, Useless Information, 星 Talk)

In case you haven’t already heard from my big mouth, I’ve been caught on camera recently and the video has been circulating around the net.

However, a Soi Lek it’s not. Thank God. I’m sure that no one in this world would want to see me in my birthday suit. But that’s a story for another day.

Yup. That nervous wreck of an interviewer is yours truly, the PunPunRider himself.

Oh and thanks for spreading the “news” Daniele and Chak. And for the record, no I didn’t wet myself.

To find out more about what the fuck that video was about, visit www.malaysiandreamgirl.tv and find out for yourself.

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January 24, 2008 at 3:26 pm (Craps, Tech, Useless Information)

Just a quick update on my latest addictions:

1)Keane – Is It Any Wonder
I’ve never been much of a Keane fan – or rather, never bothered to listen to their songs despite the pseudo-hype – but I was given a CD by AiLing of Warner just the other day that featured the song “Is It Any Wonder”. I probably heard it on the radio before but I guess I just didn’t take note of it. I instantly got hooked onto the guitar rift and the dreamy bridge/chorus. So much that it’s my current favorite song to listen to while stoned. Heh!

2)Manic Street Preachers ft. Nina Perrson – Your Love Alone Is Not Enough
Ditto to the above – I never actually downloaded a MSP song to date, nor have I actively made an effort to tune into one of their songs on the radio. I wouldn’t be able to identify any of their other songs if you played them to me, nor would I be able to identify any of their band members (they’re a band, aren’t they?!). The song “Your Love Alone Is Not Enough” was the second song to catch my attention on the CD from AiLing, and I instantly recalled the no-bullshit rift a section of it’s MTV I once saw on TV. Not my favorite song, but it’s damn fucking catchy.

** I just found out that Nina was the ex front lady of The Cardigans. Probably explained why her voice sounded so fucking familiar! **

3)Nintendo DS
After months of wanting one, I finally got my grubby hands on a spankin’ new Nintendo DS Lite. Thanks Gwen! Since receiving it, I’ve bought myself a R4 card from Mid Valley and loaded up a good selection of games onto the micro SD card (thanks Charlene!), and spammed the little buttons till it’s been totally out of batteries … TWICE. Yup. I’ve been so addicted to it that I’ve played it dry twice over the span of three days (well, two if you start count from the day I got my R4 card).

Touch screen = fuckin chio!

It’s mad I’m tellin ya! I didn’t even go so gung ho when Gwen lent me the PS2! But at least I’m not the only one getting hooked on a mobile console – my housemate has been camping out in his room and smashing shit up in GTA on his PSP. Talking about the PSP, my mates keep on asking me why I opted for the DS. The PSP has much better graphics, and also a “better” selection of games available.

Well, to cut a long story short, the main reason I went for the DS would have to be just that. It’s different. The games on the PSP are too much like the games you’ll find on the PS2 (in my opinion), and since we already have a PS2 at home, I wanted something different. Sure, the graphics on the NDS aren’t barely as breathtaking as those you’ll see on the PSP (a NDS game ranges from 32-64 megs, while a PSP game can exceed 1GB) but the gameplay simply sits on a different level.

Kill those fucking Goombas!

Think of the PSP as the portable PS2/3 and the NDS as a portable Wii. Like the Wii, the NDS doesn’t stick to the tried and tested gaming method – i.e. button smashing. Thanks to the touch screen and built in microphone, gameplay on the NDS ranges from vanilla button mashing (in Mario), to random stylus slashing (in Wario), to vocal commands (in Nintendogs), and even a combination of any of the above (buttons + stylus in Pokemon, buttons + stylus + microphone in Mario Party). The network aspect of the NDS is also pretty exciting – with built-in WiFi capabilities, you can link up to nearby NDS’ ad-hoc and play network games. Some games dont even require the other players to have the same game cartridge (or downloaded game lah haha). How kick ass is that?!

It’s rated PG, so it can’t be THAT gay…

Rite now, I’m playing the New Super Mario Bros and Pokemon Diamond. Ok, so Pokemon might sound a tad gay, but so far it’s the best RPG game I have on the DS. I saw the Ninja Gaiden trailer on Gamespot, and it’s fucking chio. Can’t wait for it to be released!

Well, that’s about it for my short update. It’s back to work for a while, then it’s home to my NDS. Woot!

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January 11, 2008 at 11:38 am (Craps, GY 白 TULAN, Useless Information)

I was looking at my blog stats today, and I’m sorta freaked out a little…

People have found my blog thanks to a large variety of key words in the past, but today’s search term really takes the cake…


Isn’t it just golden.

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