Breakfast for The CHAMPIONS

We're talking about omelets.. those nice tasty eggs mixed with milk (full fat for ultimate indulgence, if you must). Some with cheese, melting in the center or sprinkled or anyway you take it.. Nothing like waking up in the morning to that juicy smell of an omelet.

Remembered how my mom used to make breakfast before going to school. Just how I like my omelet, 2 eggs, 1/2 a glass of milk, cheddar cheese, beaten thoroughly to have that fluffiness in the omelet. In some occasion She would put in something extra like canned tuna of corned beef.. mouth watering? Indeed.

My dad used to bring us up to Fraser's Hill whenever he could for holidays. The sweetest moment was having breakfast in an open cafe enjoying the morning breeze sipping coffee and enjoying the rich aroma (I started drinking coffee since I was 5, 'cos my parents would always make one thermos flask full of coffee everyday) and having my favorite cheese omelet. Breath taking, relaxing, good for the heart. I miss those times (leaving us for his 2nd wife was a lifetime mistake for him, he could have been a good father. Happy Father’s day to you wherever you are)..

I'd go back up there one of these days.. maybe when I have my own family or not. Enjoying the morning air, a cup of coffee, a good book by my favorite author, and that omelet I had as a child.. tak boleh lupa how fluffy and tasty and whatever not..

My last omelet I had was back in JB, taught my (then) girlfriend how to make one. The best I ever had (the fact that she made me my all-time favorite breakfast scored big time). Never thought a meal would bring so much memories, sweet memories.

One whole nation could start a war just to have this kinda meal.. Omelet, Breakfast for the CHAMPIONS.

Insightful in-SHIT-full

Am tired of not getting to do what I wanna do. Even thinking about doing what I can't do is tiresome.. I wish I have something interesting to write about.. or something a lot less stupid at least. I've grew tired of insightful writings because no matter how much I write about how I feel toward people or things that'll make me tick, in the end I end up becoming the things I loathe. And I realized my English is getting a bit rusty.. this is what you get when you wrap your life around idiocy.. as they say "if you hang-out with losers you'll eventually become one yourself".. I know they're not suffering from dyslexia, maybe they're all just plain 'malas'. it's in their blood! (mine too).

A friend of mine has been driving me up the wall these past few weeks, trying to introduce me to another Multi Level/Network Marketing.. asking me to attend seminars and talks (trying to show me what the business is all about).. some people just don't get it.. could you catch my drift when I tell you "Hey, I'm kinda busy at the moment so could I call you when I'm free?".

And this word cup phenomenon is really really really really bad.. it has been two days that I had to sneak into the toilet to rest these tired eyes (the toilet's clean!!).. I can't take the risk of being caught sleeping at work now do I?.. well at least Japan played their 2nd match a little OK.. the goalie is sure gonna receive alotta offer from European clubs after this. Oh! And me fav team BRAJIL!! (brazil) Ronaldo's fat!.. he can’t even chase after the ball nor score a decent goal.. how lame is that?.. and they shouldn't have put Ronaldinho as the center Midfielder, he'd do a lot better as a winger-it's kinda funny u know 'cos I'm not a big fan of sports (especially football) but I'm crying out my frustration about how this team or that team should have played their match, which reminds me why exactly I don't fancy football. But I've been thinkin' about taking up futsal as a new hobby.

Well, if u made it this far then maybe my post is not that lame after all eh?.. hah! The thought of having ideas or things to say but couldn't actually put it into words is quite frustrating.. maybe it's about time to start a journal.. jot down all those crapp that goes thru my mind… I actually have more to say but I'll just end your misery for today.. now

So allow me to bore u another time?.. please I insist.

Jimmy's Dead!!

This poem was taken from a chain letter (surat berantai, haha)... those kinda letters are all bull huh?.. nonetheless this poem is kinda cool!



Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face.
For life is a swift and terrible race.
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine if we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! “I will call on Jim"
"Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes
and tomorrow goes,
And distance between
us grows and grows.
Around the corner
yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir"
"Jim died today."

Samurai Shame

Arrrgh!!! they're killing me!!.. last nite's match against Australia was lousy!!! they had so much to offer but decided to play around?!.. what?! did they think they could get away with that one lucky goal?!! FARK!!!!!... for starters i missed that first goal. which was ok la since Japan was leading... arriving at the usual mamak spot almost full.. everyones watching and chearing for Japan!.. But i must say, Yoshikatsu Kawaguchi was superb with his dramatic diving for the ball!! wargh!! POWER SEYH!!.. yeah not forgetting sending in Shinji ONO on the second half!!.. i was kinda hanging on when Australia Scored an Equalizer but the second goal made me wanted to skull-fuck the tv set.. damn!! what were they thinking?!! they had alot of oppotunities to nail those raggedy ozzy arsses!!..

OI! and what's with the Manager?!.. sore loser man shoving that japan official like that!! blardy butt-faced HAG!!, ugh! and i dunno.. was the field that slippery? u think?.. Those japs keep tumbling like it was fun!.. and the Aussies were Rough! "OI! this ain't Rugby Mate!!"..

Lucky the Italianos didnt make me go back home feeling all disgusted!!.. one of the mamak nearly got yelled at for no reason.. T_T *sob sob*... should i perform the harakiri because they failed to impress me with that lousy played match?.. or should i call someone and bash thier ear drums yapping about how the japanese played on thier opening match?.. Pundek la weih!!.. everyone at the mamak left with an unhappy face.. BAGAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

SCARE crow

something weird just happened to me this morning as i was walking to work. A crow brushed me on the back of my neck, surprised i looked at the crow as it landed on a tree branch. It actually stared back at me then croaked at me as if saying "what's your problem, buddy?!".. i looked at it with an angry face and continued walking.. then it brushed the back of my neck AGAIN!.. at this point i was feeling kinda freaked out.. is this nasty bird trying to attack me? just the tought of that sharp claws and big black beak poking me made my hair stand... after that i walked faster, looking back at the bird every 30seconds or so.. i'm all jinxed out now!.. fuck! i hope i don't get bad luck for crossing this crow man!!

Yada yada yada...

Bored! bored! bored! bored! bored!!...

this is what i do when i'm bored..



then i got even bored then before... so i did another one..



but.. i'm still not smiling. if only life was less complicated. uninspired, i need a new role model to look up to.. people are telling me that i should keep up but everything's so hectic around here.. even the world is coming to an end. Not that i refuse to modernize myself, but i'm just tired..



i guess the most wonderful moment in life is when you're unconsious.. 'cos that's when everything stands still.