More Aussie Photos

If only I have a camera phone, then I can shoot Aussie hotties blatantly.






And inspired by Annie's post on photography, I tried shooting something more "artsy". And this is what I got.

What Is Australia? (Part 2)

Watched Friends for the whole day at Silentside's place.


Melbourne Museum, the best museum I've ever been to, watched how babies were born.



BBQ Party at Damien's place and watched Rose Red, a horror movie about a house, until 3 am.


Sightseeing at the city

Free City Circle Tram


State Library At Night


Public Art At NewQuay


RMIT University


China Town at Little Bourke Street


Melbourne Visitor Centre


Melbourne Aquarium


City Square (I think)


Yarra River


Melbourne University


A robot going to the middle of the Treasury Gardens to investigate suspicious rubish bins.

This is when my camera's battery died down with the lens protruding.

Accidentally deleted all pictures in my 256mb memory card.

Managed to salvage 80% of them with Smart Flash Recovery.

Urban Myth #1

A school girl stole a test tube from the laboratory

and used it as a dildo

until it breaks.

What Is Australia? (Part 1)

Shh.... I am blogging surreptitiously as Confusticated is sleeping in his room.

Good Die!

As you may already know, after my wonderful Birthday, I hopped onto the plane the next day to go holidaying at the proverbial Land Down Under for two weeks.

My terrorist-free plane

The chilly winter weather greeted me (not to mention a certain fat unfriendly immigration officer) as I arrived to the foreign country safe and sound without getting raped. It was fun enjoying the cold ambience for a couple of seconds before shivering as the chill ran down my spine. I didn't know discharging waste from my bowels can be a challenge as it was a do-it-or-die situation when I had to close my eyes and plonk onto the icy cold toilet seat that frozed my butt.

*Confusticated snores and turns around.

I was staying over at my aunt's house in the first two days and I walked around the australian neighbourhood.

The quaint and tranquil australian neighbourhood.















This is SOoo Uptown. Every house are enormous and custom built with beautiful architecture. It was said that Kylie Minougue's parents stayed over here (Gasp!) and there were several other celebrities here like Captain Barbosa from Pirates (Geoffrey Rush). Everything's clean and well-kept, except this one:

Wild jungle on the outside



A house on the inside.




*Confusticated slept-talk

After that I stayed over at Confusticated's room and had a fabulous dinner with 5 other bloggers. We were bloated with all kinds of roasted meat. It was kinda like a buffet and the price was half of the original at that particular day of the week. 25 dollars (RM 68) for all-you-can-eat meat. In Malaysia, such cut-throat price would have the normal citizens gawking and cursing(For Example, Bukhara) but it was considered cheap and reasonable on this particular region. Talk about perspective!

Cool decor on hot chocolate that you'll never find in Mamak stall














FRESH MEAT!















* Confusticated woke up (!) and slept back.

*Continues blogging the next morning...

As I went to the restaurant with Confusticated, I got a chance to saunter around the city and went to silentside's and oldnavyblue's places respectively.

Day
















Night
















The next day, I attended a 1-hour lecture at an Australian University, realizing that I still had a lot of things to study. *sob *sob

Then as Confusticated went for his tutorials, I wandered around the vast university compound for more than an hour desperately finding my way back to his house (10 minute walking distance from campus), which I succeeded miraculously. Hmmm... not bad for a blur guy with a bad sense of direction.

Yay me!

I even watched 2 gay movies (Formula 17 & Bishonen) that day, courtesy of Kyle, whom I met earlier on August 11 (Friday).

I managed to keep myself occupied for the past few days, eventhough I didn't plan anything, thanks to the blogger friends especially Confusticated (not that kind of "occupied") who happened to have natural talent at cooking.

This is a great holiday and I'm enjoying every bit of it. :-)

A Day To Remember

12 a.m. - Received the first "Happy Birthday" sms while I was in the toilet.

2 pm - A birthday party in the afternoon with a home-made cake.

7 pm -A dinner with family at a restaurant.

11pm - And a late nigh party, with a cake my other gang of friends bought, just in time before my birthday ended.










This is the best birthday I've ever had and thanks to all my friends. Thanks for every wonderful birthday messages you've sent.

Thank you. :)

Gangster In K-Hell (Part 2)

He got bitchy.

Hunky: You don't say anything. (Pointing finger at me)

Me: Okay okay. (smiling)

Hunky: You shut up.

Me: (Nod Nod)

Hunky: You don't "five minutes" or say your rushing with me.

Me: Yes yes, sorry sorry. (I slapped myself softly)

Hunky: You don't have to do that. You are being len si (arrogant) to me. I am in a bad temper right now after yesterday's incident.

A: Please forgive him, he don't know anything.

Man: Calm down. The boy's very confused already.


Oooh, the climax! Tension was great and a fight nearly broke up. Or rather, the hunky bitch was nearly going to punch me. Somehow, I didn't mind actually. I'm already mentally prepared for this. If he's gonna beat me or kill me or sth, so be it! But I could sense the fear from my friend who was sitting next to me. I didn't want him to be in hot soup with me, so I just apologized profusely.

Hunky: You know, the Ipoh guy was even more lensi than you. And where do you think they are?

Me: Where?

Hunky: In the office. Do you want to see how they look like now?

Me: Um...... you got take pictures?

Hunky: No

Me: Well, if you wanna let me see, then okay... why not?

Hunky: .......

Me: Just kidding ma


Obviously he was fed up with my blurness and he finally told us what it was really all about.

Hunky: We make fake Visas, Mastercard and credit card. Yesterday (Monday) as our men were making a delivery, some people robbed us, and all those (forged) cards were lost. Now my boss is furious and we need to know who did this.


Monday was the Chinese Ghost Day. In retrospect, it was rather funny that gangsters themselves got robbed on that very day.

Then he asked us about our use of ATM, Visa, and Master cards. Me being blur, I didn't have to act to tell them straightforward that I didn't really know what those cards are and how to use them.

He said it's over and let us leave, after knowing what our handphone model is.
A was so afraid that they'll stalk us.

We reached Sungei Wang and the queue was already like 1 KM. Then, as we were waiting in the super long queue, A started chatting with a man next to us in the queue about the incident. The man adviced us to run away to the crowds when we encounter things like this. A girl carrying a video recorder came and interviewed us. We may appear on TV (Astro AEC's music show).

We managed to get the free ticket finally and we went home safe and sound...... can't help but to feel the aftershock of the gangster meeting.

A thinks that the stranger he talked to on the queue was right and we should have ran away.
"We were just lucky that we weren't harmed. We should have learnt a lesson from this," he said.

And I think I have to blog this! Haha!

Gangster In K-Hell (Part 1)

MY FM (a radio channel) is offering free tickets for its annual concert which features various famous celebrities. There was 1000 tickets ready to be given out to the masses in Sungei Wang (a shopping centre in the heart of Kuala Lumpur) starting at 8:00 pm this Tuesday.

I didn't know about this until my friend, A, called me to get the free tickets with him. Unfortunately, the concert's date is August 13. By the time the concert starts, I would have reached Australia already. But since I'm so free, I just accompany him.

It so happens that he is one day younger than me, and the concert is held on his birthday. We reached there early by train at 6 pm but inadvertently we found ourselves embroiled in a tricky affair as we bumped into a bespectacled man.

Man: Are you from Bangsar?

Us: Huh? No, we're not. We're from XXX.

Man: Where exactly is that?

Us: Bla bla bla

Man: How old are you?

Us: 19.

Man: Look, I need you two to follow me to meet with my friend.

A: But we just got out the station.

Me: What for?

Man: There's a fight yesterday. My friend saw you from across the street. He just wants to check whether u two were involved?

A: What? But we are innocent.

Man: It's ok, we just want to make sure.

A: What if we get beaten?

Man: Don't worry, I'll protect you, k?

Me: Ooo, Are you from the TV?

I was rather calm and even joked. Of course I know something fishy is going on and we were in danger but I wanted to see what is in store for us. My friend was reluctant but I complied.

Man: We just want to make sure you were not involved in the fight yesterday. We've questioned 30 people like this already.

Me: Ooo, Are you a police?

Man: No, I'm from kongsi gelap. (gangster gang)


So we went to a restaurant and met his friend there. I shall call him Hunky for obvious reasons. :P He was wearing like a normal guy on the street, but he's a gangster. Hunky asked us lots of questions, like where we live, where we study, what we're doing there.....stuffs like that.

Hunky: I'm not going to beat you. I've just beaten the wrong guys from Ipoh and now I just want to make sure that u were not the guys who stole stuffs from us yesterday. I don't wanna de jui (offend) you, and you don't wanna de jui (offend) me. bla bla bla blah blah


He first picked on my friend who was shocked and staring at him. "Why are your eyes staring at me?" " You're angry, har?" He'll get offended easily and we had to apologize to him countless times. I know he's clearly playing the mind trick, debasing us making us vulnarable emotionally so that they can get the truth out of us. It was so drama, I felt like being in the movies, and Hunky began to look like a stupid drama queen. And I can't wait to get out of there.

Me: Can you let us go now? We're kinda in a rush. We need to get there early to get the tickets and I need to run some errands also.

Hunky: Give us some time, it won't take a long time.

Me: Okay five minutes.

Hunky: We want to make sure you're the not the guys we're looking for.

Me: Five mintutes, okay? ( Rasing a hand) Okay?

I can see his eyes dilated as he began to do what gangster do best.

Halleluyah!...

Today is the day of the reckoning. My A-level results are out.

I don't deserve it at all.

I got 4 A!!!

Although it's better than expected, the results will remain useless unless I can get a decent scholarship. I mean, that's the reason I've studied so hard days before the exams , apart of having something to show off. Now that's giving me a headache.

Any sugar daddy out there who would like to sponsor my education?

Saturday......

Saturday

• Dad wants to take me to XXX University for its open day and to enquire about my room application.
• My friend wants to come over to my house to play my computer.
• Another friend wants to have lunch.

Suddenly there's so many appointments I can take after rotting in the house for a week, failing to materialize my plan to pay a second visit to Singapore, due to laziness, which deprived me the chance to meet Buaya and POD's bf (sorry guys).

But I attended the Gay Birthday Party, celebrating Leggy's and Xavier's birthday. Being a master of procrastination I made the two simple birthday cards at the eleventh hour for Leggy and Xavier. I've squeezed my brain to think of a cheap good gift but all that comes to my mind is burning a dvd jam-packed with goodies from my vast collection of gay porn. Now I was really going to give dvds with classified content as birthday presents before I think of what my reaction would be if I were to receive such an unsavoury gift myself. " I already have enough porns" is what comes to my mind, and the second thought, "He's a creep!" convinced me that I should stick to simple forgettable cards or risk deteriorating my already embarrassing reputation of being "blur".

So I made the cards which I believe will end up in the dustbins sooner or later.

Guess what Leggy said when he got a classical music CD from Alex.

" Porn would have been so much better."

Dang.

Um...... before I managed to find my way to the restaurant I was walking around aimlessly (since I arrived early to prevent you-know-what) and I began to panic as I didn't know where exactly the venue is. Defiant and Mcdave called me but I didn't know. I couldn't call as my phone credits expired and I'm waiting for my Birthday to reload (which will give me 50% more credits, yay!). Fortunately I somehow managed to spot Xavier's head (Gaydar?), and stalked followed him all the way to the restaurant. He was with another guy, a stranger who was interrogated by a bunch of curious bloggers later on.

Now contrary to all the previous gatherings, I was taciturn and turned almost invisible most of the time as the others are yakking away. Perhaps it's me being the only one single among the crowd, or that the fact that I am a Leo too and my birthday is around the corner eluded everybody's mind, or that this is the real me. I can be extremely quite as I had nothing good or shocking to say, a behaviour which some of my friends commented as being snobbish, unfriendly and unapproachable. I just hope that I didn't spoil everyone's mood there.

---(Warning! Rantings ahead.)

I am single and lonely right now but I am so tired of being sad about it. After several unrequited love (sort of) which left my heart battered and bleeding, I'd rather be single and liberate myself from the pains of love. I so miss my childhood days, where I never had the slightest desire to have a lover to be with. After searching for a while, I can't help but to feel unwanted. Now that my holidays are nearly over (two months passed, one month left) and I don't have a special someone to celebrate my birthday with, I don't know whether I should be sad or happy.

Being sad doesn't change anything, does it? If I am a robot with controllable emotions, I'd really just wanna be happy. To be happy that I have loving family and caring friends. To be happy that I have a future ahead of me. Yes, I am young and I should wait for my true love to come.

I'll be turning 19 soon and fly off to Australia the day after my birthday. I do need to be more mature. I'm not ready for a relationship that'll possibly tear my heart to pieces. For now, I'm contended with being single, or so I hope.

First Yoga Class

My initial perception to yoga is that it's a weird exercise where you twist and turn your body parts for whatever reasons, possibly improving your health (or to learn to self-suck) or something. There's a lot of hype about yoga since the last decade and now I got to try it for the first time, thanks to my dad who nagged me into it.

Me: But dad, what are the people who attend the class?

I was ready to say NO if there were only middle-aged women in the class.

Dad: There were all kinds of people, women....... an old man (Oh o)... girls.... even a boy who's around your age. ( Ok, not bad)

Ever since he's retired, my dad couldn't stand a sedentary on-the-shelf life. He got another job and started doing yoga. He made my mom join him for a couple of classes but my mom gave up. Now that noone is accompanying him in the women-infested yoga class, he turns to me, encouraging me to try the weird exercise.

After getting what I need for yoga --- a matt, an extra cloth and a towel, which really came in handy as I am a heavy sweater, I followed my dad to the yoga centre. Prior to that I've just started playing another Ragnarok Online server with better rates, meaning I can level up my character in lightning speed. Compared to weeks, possibly months of playing, my character can achieve level 99 within 2 hours in this particular server. That sense of achievement was exhilarating but instead of continue playing, i had to peel myself from the game. My mind was constantly thinking about the game until I reached the class.

Ok, there was an old man, a boy (who's unfortunately not the lean muscular type that I imagined him to be), some fit and not-so-fit women. And the female yoga instructor was hot! Oh, how I wish to have her taut six-pack abs. This petite woman is quite a yoga expert, able to do all those amazing (impossible for us common folks) postures that you only normally see in pictures and shows. Kicks...swings...twists.....turns.... she can do those moves effortlessly like a circus clown. (I bet she can self-suck)

The instructor guided us into different postures, speedily moving from one position to the next, while telling us to inhale and exhale slowly. The exercise was more vigorous than I thought, apart from perspiring heavily, I almost lost my breath at one point. After a while, I started to feel bored and couldn't wait to get out of the class.

At the end of the class, the instructor asked me whether it was fun.

Me: Ok la. (I don't want to do this again)

Rather than spending an hour forcing my body into awkward positions, I find it more relaxing just doing push-ups, sit-ups and running on my own.

-----------------------

As I was googling for a picture to put on this post, I found this gay nude yoga classes that were conducted in the US. Oh..... that almost sounds like a sexual fantasy to me, and to know that it's real......