Sans Francisco SUCK!!!

Was celebrating HaHa birthday at Sans Francisco KLCC and it was a big dissapointment. First was Victoria Station and now Sans Francisco. The food is terrible and the portion is soo not worth it. the only thing i like is the decoration of the place and that it. Even the waiter SUCK. Well, I used to think why people advertise food so nice but taste suck in reality. Now i know why, look at the picture below, does it look tempting?

MA MA MIA!!!

Was hanging out at Sungai Wang yesterday and saw a bunch of people wearing costume of their fav Anime. Wanted to ask if i can take their picture but sadly, most of them change back to their original human outfit oledi and some are too cocky to even bother me. However, Mia (pic) was kind enuf to walk up to me and give me her best shot. Muahahaha.

W.O.R.S.T guy talk I've ever heard

"That girl is H.O.T" is the normal typical line that you will only hear if you travel with a pack of male friends. What else is there... Lemme give you the top 10 guy talk when it come to girls.

10. Bra line... More exciting if it is transparent or black bra in white tee

9. Short skirt... Ally Mcbeal Wannabe

8. “Oooo Baby”

7. Guy thing for girl in white tee and getting her wet

6. "Why can't that be my girlfriend" – Like he need to ask!

5. No Bra... no matter what size the boobs are, no bra means 10 points

4. "Long Kang"... these people suffer from a dramatic childhood trauma

3. Bending down... eventually the eye roll with it

2. Pamela Anderson wannabe... Like you need to ask!

1. *Sensor* ... this blog is 18SX

I never quite understand these creatures but I do know why guy invented "Talk Cock" session. However, having said all that, there was this incident where I met with this guy and he told me something that is so pervert that I wish I had a pen to stick up his sorry guccimama ass and burn that muthafucker alive. This is what happened. We were having Starbuck this one evening and happen that there was this lady sitting opposite of us. The lady did have a big boobs and wears something very very very very low cut and then my pervert friend start:

Him: OMG... did you see how big her boob is

Me: Let me introduce you... a FREAK show

Him: You know what...

Me: MY GOD...here he goes...

Him: I wanna walk up to her and pretend I was on the phone and then accidentally drop my phone in her long-kang and then take it back.

Me: Somebody kill me please...

The End... P.E.R.I.O.D and I rest my case...

Fat people & Non-Fat people

I guess being fat, there comes a time when you get lots of critics from non-fat people. Seriously, I live my life being fat and most of the time I felt that people get irritate by my present... like I took up their space on earth. Being fat, it is either you got bully or GOT BULLY by other people. For me, I find that most of the non-fat people are irritating the most. Not only they tease you or say something hurtful, they exclude when there is any event but call you and treat u like their some-what best friend because they need your help to carry stuff simply because I am fat. Although I took some space on earth, I stand there quitely, why can't the non-fat people do the same?

Seriously, I find rather funny, because I used to slim down for good, but then I'm still consider in the F.A.T category. Imagine me from size 40 pants to 28 and I'm still the famous FAT asshole everyone knows. Anyway, I'm back being fat again; I guess I can't get away from all the delicious food in Malaysia. However, just entered gym recently to maintain and cut down some fat. Been a week now since I joined and I guess that I have loose some weight plus a huge blister below my feet. Didn't notice the blister before until yesterday, the blister broke and water keep running out and it pain like hell. I find it is interesting because the blister is like quarter of my feet and I saw a white layer below my skin and I go tangan gatal and cut all the skin out. It was fun at first until the next morning, I couldn't walk at all and the pain, somebody just take a gun and kill me right now. This is called chi kei loh suih, sendiri cari pasal, or serves me right.

Where Loves Reside

Two weeks ago, a friend of mine told me he was in love with this girl and every since, my friend been calling her, chatting with her and apparently trying his best to win the girl heart. Today, he told me that the girl has a boyfriend. Being a friend, I told him I was sorry to hear that but instead, he told me, he already has a date with another girl tomorrow night. A few friends of mine once told me the easiest way to get a girlfriend and go steady with her is during the college time because apparently when we start working, we have no time to find one and that is why we need a backup. A friend of mine, who apparently was married and still is, cheated on his wife by meeting other woman half his age and sadly to be told, he is still doing it.

When it comes to love, people often fool themselves that they were able to love someone for eternity. What they fail to mention was the love they had was never for that someone but for someone else. Love was never a something special one had with another, it is just a special moment that last for a short period of time then move on to another person. When you met that special someone and you called it "love at first sight" and then have this huge so-called announcement that you are in love. Ask yourself, is that really love or just plain high school crush on someone. When you are in a relationship, can you say that you are in love with your partner or was it because you just need someone in your life so you won't look as pathetic as you used too. When in a relationship that doesn't work out, where does the love goes? Is love so plain nowadays that it somehow become so meaningless and empty? But then again, who are me to argue at this point... Truth to be told, I was never a believer when it comes to true love and yet, still I question myself all this while what does being in love means.

I wanna RIP their head off...

You know, when people say that whenever you go, you tend to meet some really fuckup people, and May I advise you... believe them. I not gonna waste my time complaining about my past fuckup people cos what is the point talking about them when you can bitch about the current one. Once upon a time, I saw this very beautiful lady and I admire her cos she looks some-what amusing which btw, is a freaking bitch. The freaky thing is, you can never tell by just looking at her. She is kinda like this beautiful thing that attracted you and then kill u on the spot.

Seriously, the thing is, I never talk to her but I greet her when I met her. I smile at her when I pass by her and I talk in the most good-manner way I could with her. But this bitch, like to insult me in any way she could just becos I'm too FAT. Read it and weep it my friends and believe me, this so called miss attitude has a kid and man do I feel sorry for her.

When I am in charge of food for a party, she goes "Shit, I don't expect there would be any food left cos you eat it all up". When we eat at the same table, she goes "Don't you come over and steal our food". When we are in the same office, she goes "No wonder the internet line is slow, you hog all the line". When we were about to eat, she goes "Please, don't come near the food" or "Please be the last person to take the food cos there might have some left for u to hog it all up" and all the fucking bitching comment she had on me.

What is the problem with her? Tell me, am I over sensitive here or does she have some issue with me. I know for once she got her PERIOD and leave the toilet bowl all fill with her blood but yet I still smile to her and treat her as a person. Why can she do the same for me ... well, minus the part about the period. Anyway, my point is... I know I am FAT and I pay for what I eat. If I happen to eat in a group, I keep my portion small and then later go out and eat like a pig cos I dunwan other people to pay extra for my portion. Even if someone want to pay for my food, I wouldn't feel comfortable cos I dunwan to actually kill their wallet so that my stomach is full. Man, this bitch... seriously, I so wanna chop her pretty face off and kick it back to fucker land. This muthafucker seriously need someone to stick a stick up her guccimama ass and shut her bitchy FAT mouth up.

Food Festival

I must admit, I eat ALOT, but why stop here... Let me share it with everyone and here is some of my best KONICA session with my loving food.

First, let me introduce one of the finest restaurant in Danau Kota which I dunnu what it is called, just know where to find it.


This is the famous RM8 fish. You can ask for any style you want and believe me it is BIG and worth the money.


Spicy Kang-Kong cooked with sambal.


Not forgetting, this delicious fried pork with yam.

Next Stop… Manhattan Fish Market at Ikano, where you can find some nice cheap western-style cooked seafood.


Luv it when they burn the thing in front of me, felt so exclusive. Du-uh.


Careful, 4 prawn encounter.

Next, we have Johnny steamboat at 1 Utama.


The lemon chicken a bit sweet but tender. Dun like the small portion.


Kailan cook too much with oyster sos. STICKY but still ok.



The tomyam sup was ok, infact the only dish which I think it is nice.


Kerabu was ok, but not my cup of tea.


One word. SUCK!


Hmm, no complain for the fish here. What are you looking at.

And the following stop is the Secret Recipe at Damansara Utama.


Garlic chicken. Nice and full of flavour. But portion too small. REJECT.


Tick with black pepper sauce and the portion are ok. Acceptable. PASS

Anyway, until then. Hope you are not cursing me for making you hungry and enjoy the picture.

Wake up, Work, Come back, Sleep

Here I am, stuck in the middle of Deepavali and Raya and nothing to write about or at least I thought I had. Lately, the feeling of frustration and emptiness just keep pilling up and here I thought that I could easily express it out but it seems that I have ran out of words or am I trying to avoid writing about it anymore. Life has been quit calm lately and I'm pretty much being my old self again (translation: I don't have a life). Where else for work, well... I think work is just work. I feel as if being a 20 something year old guy has no meaning at all. Wake up, work, come back, sleep and that is pretty much sum up my life. What happen to all those great time story of our grandparents used to tell us? What happen to those entire so-called adventurous stories that keep us wishing our life is as great as it is when we grow up. I don't want to end up being 50 years old and then, tell my grandchildren that all I do is just wake up, work, come back, sleep and the end. I definitely don't want to tell people that the only time I went to Europe is when I sit in front of my pc and Google it. Well, I guess there is nothing much for me to say. Here I am sitting in the middle of Deepavali and Raya, while my colleagues and friends are out partying, and celebrating, I'm sitting in front of my PC doing some F***ing documents for my company. The End!