A Silver for Badminton

So Chong Wei, Malaysia’s only hope for a gold medal got trashed in the finals againts Lin Dan (dan siapa? oh and your name in pink so funny hahahahaha). So what? He still brought back a silver, and has gotten himself RM300K. Still he does not deserve the following picture in Tuesday’s (20 August) The Sun newspaper:

He does look like he is in pain and in the middle of the thought: “Kissing? Honestly? C’mon, peoples wanting to take a dump here, out of the way leh, siam eh sai buey? Kah Cheng Ai Pit Liow Leh.“.

Balance Book

Revenues:
Silver Medal Revenue: RM 300 000

Expenses:
Loss to Lin Dan: (RM 100 000)
Losing really fast: (RM 100 000)
Food: (RM 25 000)
Entertainment (*wink wink* for releasing stress, etc.): (RM 100 000)
Preparation (cheaper *wink wink*, AIDS unfree): (RM 99)

Totals: (RM 25 099)

Notes: Owes RM 25 099 to Badminton Association.

Well done anyway, you deserve a cheer for just bringing back a medal. Negaraku, tanah tumpahnya darahku…it gets boring, you know the drill (ps. negaraku is awesomo). I guessed that Malaysia would bring in 1 Gold, 8 Silver, and 8 Bronze medals before the Olympics were underway. Boy WAS I WRONG!

Congratulations once again and as Hancock never says, “Good…er…Job”.

I can’t title what I just can’t now can I?

Bored out of your mind? Here’s more boring, but definitely more exciting than what boring would boringly usually define, stuff to read.

Summary of what you have missed out on:
One month break is over. Just like that. Classes have started just like that. 3rd week of classes liow leh.

So anyway sis is in National Service. She’s bumbed out. And wants to buy any sort of services that can remove her name from that list. Undertable Cash Payment and Enquiry to: jeremyyeo [at] gmail [dot] com thanks. Wonder why, isn’t NS a thing where they stick you on an isolated place and give you personal services enjoyed by our nations top people? I mean in my mind, it is supposed to look like so:

Seems pretty fun to me. Oh and don’t forget guns.

Hay, heard about facebook? That social watchamacallitwhatwhatwhatthingamajiggy? Yup my mom’s on it. Oh, and she knows more about you than I do about you, yes you the person reading this. Strange? But true.

She is that cool with a fan club, and a bunch of other stuff, see for yourself. Who is that person who made friends with her, GRR! And now I can’t post pictures of me naked as a baby (of course, perv). Oh well.

Oh and an interesting piece of Isetan Fail.

If you’re going to send me mail about saving the environment by saying no to plastic, how about using a paper envelope instead of plas-freaking-tic. FAIL ISETAN. I no buy you no more (not as if I shopped there anyway). Win win for both me, and er, me. Smile.

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Work, Kids, Profanity, Awesome

Yes the lack of post would mean I am busy. Duh. Or maybe just couldn’t be bothered. More likely to be the former.

Right after my final examinations, straight to work I go at Sunrise Fun Zone, a community center for residents at Mont Kiara (nice place to live in if you make like a gajillion ringgit a month). Rich Bus Thirds (minors definition: third bus in a line of busses)(major definition: if you need one, please read minors definition).

Anyhow what I do there would interest no one so I wont tell. I help around with children’s stuff. There summarized it anyway.

Only interesting thing happens when drama happens between kids (and sometimes between kids and their guardians; mostly maids). Honestly A-Class-Academy-Award-Winning-Uncensored-Better-Than-Your-Average-Soap-on-HBO-Even-If-They-Are-Only-Kids stuff. Kicking, Punching, Fighting, Wrestling, Bleeding, Profanity. Not so much Bleeding though I thought I saw blood when it was actually red FREAKING paint.

Take the kids illustrated below who were in the midst of wrestling (words in speech bubbles were actually said, I’m a no nonsense person . . . well it may not be true all the time but it certainly is true below . . . seriously . . . oh COME ON ALREADY GEEZ !!!. . .):

The other kid then proceeded to exclaim his favourite part of the body (clever use of symbols to hide obvious meaning):

They continued wrestling (too much Wrestling TV Programmes for these kids) until the supervisor threatened to ban them from future visits (apparently this happens every week, same kids, same fights, same threat, uneffective results).

Whats up with the wrestling anyway? Why would you fight for a fake leather belt wearing:

Honestly it doesn’t look as cool nor as safe (safe from nipple twisters at least) as:

Take note, arrows point to sexiness. Obvious winner here.

Okay, back to the kids, honestly I think those two are way more imaginative than me. Here is what they did (besides fighting):

Yes, they took 2 toy frying pans, placed them together exactly as pictured above and laughed. I know not why or what the 2 pans were meant to resemble but they seemed to be in a state of ‘fryingpanhappiness‘. Yes, it is a word, look it up here: Official Websters-Oxford Reference Material.

Thats all for today. Oh yeah and todays post is slight unfamily friendly but this clause should have probably been placed up way above all the crap. Conclusion: Kids these days are angrier and hornier. tsk tsk western influence (all smiles deep inside)

Goodnight.