Showing posts with label boob. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boob. Show all posts

Saturday, 6 June 2009

67. Hop hopping hopped

Update: Chickenfoot debut album OUT now.
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Update: One of our gods who rocks the Les Paul, Slash is mourning for his recently deceased mother. May other Gods bless them. News from Ultimate-Guitar.

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Wth with the name Gianna Jun? And her face just looks like Jeon Ji-Hyun. For the upcoming (American)-ized Blood: Last Vampire movie. I'm new to this, there's like an anime of it.

Yes, she is Jeon Ji-Hyun. My all-time... nothing. She is great in My Sassy Girl a Korean movie back in 2001.

[ganasssss...just another side of usual sweetness]

3 hoppings in a month. great. emotionless.haha

3 more exam papers to go in one week.

Sunday, 10 May 2009

64. Mama Kin

Personal/Ideals/Dedication
Give it up to Hooi, play Buckethead - For Mom.

A dedication to yours, his, hers, all the mums in the world and mine.


A good and nice piece.



Girl's Generation (So Nyu Shi Dae) - 9-piece K-pop girlband
^the lyrics meaningful eh..

Effective to battle with 9-member metal Slipknot heh. I will leave my excessive holely sheet comments on how .... .... they are... from this post =.=
THIS IS SO SHIT. THIS IS NOT ME. I'VE BEEN HACKED. I FELL IN LOVE. FORGIVE ME ROCK

Sweet.

Go search for yourself, Gee MV and I'm fallen... Mama! I'll bring one home one day...! =.=

Know what, I wouldn't do so much a dedication as this for Father's Day haha. Guess it's just me being a son whose thumb was always into his mother's nostrils until he is ready to venture out alone. Never mind, papa. You will receive a different reception but with equal love and concern. Example...stuffs that men like such as car, camera, fishing rod, home theatre system to fill up the time after retirement. Yeah man, parents are the MEN. Go get all your rest you need I will make sure the toilet diamond flashing clean the next time.


Looks like this year I'm spending all the birthdays away from my family..mmm. I shall give rise the phrase, "Sound of Silence" to this year 2009. As I'd planned too not to go back for holidays in the end of the year for some industrial training. Anyway yesterday was the very first day in my life not making it to Mahindrama Temple for Wesak Day.ya see..

[Mama Kin is a songtitle by Aerosmith]

Saturday, 9 August 2008

25. Jungle Paradise

Personal/Friends & Family
Outdated post but updated altogether.
wana know something? I grew fatter. The humongus amount of carbos and spicy stuffs they went to build up above my 6-packs. Nope, actually no difference, plus minus with sicknesses..

ok, 1 month has passed. Or 4 weeks. Pretty fast. Cash also runs out pretty fast. So I use Jonathan's budget plan of RM10 a day. It's good. Breakfast on food that can be found in the room including red ants. And Rm5 control on each, lunch and dinner. It's rather quite hard because the dishes we get to choose everyday is not bad and they cost a lot. For your information, the food stall is handled by KLAS(KUala Lumpur Air Services..i think so) and some other company and they cook Nasi Melayu with Melayu dishes. A lot of choices. Opposite our campus, there's this Hassan Seafood(how ironic, a seafood stall in the middle of a jungle) which sells good and affordable malay food.

We have Soho shops too on the way to the campus. Soho mini market. Just a name.

I repeat, Jenderam Hulu. Not Kuala Lumpur. HAH

4 weeks. 3 Midvalley trips. 2 KLCC. 1 Subang Jaya. Countless Bangi and Kajang rounds. Endless commuter train sittings. Longest was to Subang...2 hours for RM4.70. Good ol' KTM. Sometimes good at times bad. Good is either when you have plenty of seats or space to sit or stand and relax OR there are pretty/beautiful/sexy girls/ladies to scope. Really. Really, when you have nothing to do you just enjoy the view, scoping is my passion's killing floor. Bad is when the coach is already filled up with humans and there are so many more humans who want to join the cram-and-bang-ass mardi gras in the train. They just go in and push, and push with the train's momentum. So sexy/pretty/beautiful girls/ladies or girlfriends/wives please try not to join the "party". Better late than being touched.. hah

[chicks..beside the KTM station]

I think deprivation of pork eating induces excess production of libido. hahaha so we have to go Kajang get our pork. No, maybe getting our pork increases the production..haha

Movies covered:
-Dark Knight
-Red Cliff pt.1


Watched Dark Knight with Wilson(Labuan Tai lou) and Ben(Kuching school Drum Major)...Borneo kids. heh. Then Red Cliff with Jona, Cynthia, YW and Hon Mun(this one YW brought along, Penang guy oso).

Aha, now(so far) we are armed with 2 Penang Free School(Old Frees) friends. One is a fellow classmate and another a senior here(both were seniors in our alma mater). I can recognize this senior and he actually has a PPL(Private Pilot License) already with the Eagle(some model) light aircraft.

Tribute
..deprived...

My newly bought book from Kinokuniya, Simple Science of Flight by Prof. Henk Tennekes and Jonathan's newly bought model of A380.
I like not-so-thick simple yet detailed and interestingly meaningful books. Targetting book on Thermodynamics...will search and purchase next time.

[My dict. and novel(which hasn't been completed after 4 years of attempt).. and a borrowed one from the library.]

[Also recently borrowed for leisure and long-term information(especially the right one), I think I will go get the similar one(or exact, "not-so-thick simple yet detailed and interestingly meaningful") also next time.]

Road to MIAT.

Entrance.

From the inside.

The billboard, at night.

woo...woot! Last hour of the Animefest organized and held in Taylor's University College(YW eh territory).
[The cosplayers dancing.]

The 3rd standing from right was vkei Mana(Malize Mizer/Moi Dix Mois) cosplayed by a girl. Damn chun(duno how she look lik oso without the 10mm thick make-up). I should have taken a photo with her...but nvm..hah YW ah, intro a bit hehe. And I played YW's rented drums! so pucking awesome! I for the first time have a small audience watching me play without drumsticks...and they were girls =D
And this is my room mate. The position upon waking up. No, it's morning prayers... XD it's Jonathan
Few days after writing this finish, I went to Kinokuniya again with friends and bought a new book...
Here's the new twist... no, I mean add-on. haha

I came back to the island on 9th, precisely at 3am. Short complicated event happened to us with the bus... so ended up coming back so late(or rather so early of the day). Slept at 6am. Woke up at 11.30am. Alamak... Meng Jon was waiting at Gurney already. Good friend, super punctual. Where was I? Oh, still in pyjamas at home. So I went to Gurney.

A Gurney trip after erm..5 weeks maybe.. the girls kinda improved isit?? not bad eh.. Or my eyes opened wider after seeing KL ones..who knows. So, I finally...wonderfully...happily...gladly meet up with Jon and Hooi, gf included. Ah...wat a nice reunion. Sad at the same time. It's just not so same anymore back there(Penang) with the people. It's just not the nice it intended to be. God or Stresser's God knows maybe but who else knows?

Never mind, humans invented the clock and the watch. Therefore, there is time. I believe in time. Lives and deaths go with time. That suggests flow. Followed by changes. Ultimately, improvement/degradation. Who cares..

So it's nice...it's really nice to be back. To see smiles. To see my family. Surprised my aunts... To pray for my grandparents, such coincidence and ya, met my grandpa's sister who is 97 years old woohoo as she sits on the wheelchair waving to us goodbye to the exit of the place like Queen Elizabeth haha. To meet friends. To taste the homecook food. To smell the island air. To drive my Viva. To bang my bolster. To touch my bed. To play my guitar. Just as I stepped foot onto my home compound, I felt as if 2 days have passed since I left. Really, home is really home. Though my hostel room is my new love. To see the same old buildings again. It was only 5 weeks...wth. Yes, I like to fly high and soar into freedom but no matter how far I teleport I will still come back someday. The malay proverb would be the one saying about the bangau is it?..think so..

Anyway, that's all. Heavy workload coming soon. Bye again.

Top 10 MIAT activity:
1. chor-tai-tee (Royal card game)
2. Badminton from 10.30pm-1am
3. Basketball
4. Warcraft-ing
5. Command&Conquer Generals-ing
6. Sleeping
7. Eating
8. Laundry
9. Outings
10. Read a book

Saturday, 19 April 2008

5. BOOBy Trap

Ideals
What is the definition of booby trap? Or rather what do you comprehend of the term?

To me and friends, it means a set of accident-causing reagents. Let's find out more about the reagents, catalysts and stressors...

Aim: To identify the booby trap that exist
Problem Statement: What does it mean by booby trap?
Hypothesis: Booby trap causes accident
Variables:
M V:
Girl wearing 3-size-smaller clothing, girl wearing oversized clothing(cleavage not revealed)
R V: An accident
F V: The girl(pretty, sexy and slim), car travelling at the same speed, driver and passengers maintain normal conversation, very civic-conscious(signals are used and traffic laws and rules are obeyed) traffic with occasional stops
Materials/apparatus: Sexy clothing, loose clothing, car, other cars, pedestrians
Technique: Recording the consciousness and concentration of the driver and passengers and witnessing the accident if any
Procedure:
1. Drive the car. Chat with people in the car.
2. Place a girl wearing the oversized clothing at the roadside. Let her walk.
3. Let pedestrians walk across the road and other cars making sudden stops or doing reversing which cause the traffic to slow down and eventually stop if necessary.
4. Observe and watch what happens. Record the results.
5. Repeat steps 1 to 4 by replacing the girl's clothing to the super fitting size.
Results:
First test showed negative result. No accident occurred. The driver took a glance at the girl and then quickly shifted his view and concentration back at the road. The driver safely slowed down and eventually came to a safe stop.
Second test showed positive result. An accident occurred. The driver took a glance at the girl and then quickly shifted his view back at the road but turned his head back again to look at the girl(eyes were opened wider too). Conversation was sidetracked, admiring the girl lecherously such as "waaa, hot!", "waaa, look at that!" and "waaa leima, tualiap lo k*nineh!". One of the passenger went paused to his amazement and the other suddenly shouted to his horror, "OIIII! GOT CAR IN FRONT!!!". The driver then shifted his body position to face the steering wheel and the direction of his driving lane in a speed faster than the speed of sound. However, it was too late. The car rammed into the back of the other car which was in the middle of the road reversing to get into the lane.
(Positivity and negativity are relative to the hypothesis of the experiment conducted)

Conclusion: Booby trap causes accident. Booby trap is a natural phenomenon whereby an attractive figure appears out of nowhere and catches attention greatly in the event that if victims are to be caught unwary they are to face the consequences themselves and eventually catalyses following distasteful events which lead to death ultimately, if the circumstance where the booby trap prevail is hazardous, e.g. busy traffic.

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That is a brief evidence I have to describe about "booby trap". The second result is actually a reenactment of what I experienced except that the accident did not happen, the car was stopped dangerously but still managed to safely pull out from accident. I was merely the person who went paused. It is a little bit exaggerated ok...don't take it too seriously, we are still sane, safe and sound. It's kinda stressful huh..trying so hard to concentrate on driving when suddenly something that is so sweet to the eyes tempt us. hehe

This post is in no intention to offend any party in the use of words such as "girl", "tight clothing", "oversized clothing", "cleavage", "pretty", "slim", "sexy" and some other lewd expressions used.

Laugh out loud people...and LTMAC is my version, short for Laughing Till My Ass Crack.