pizza hut's new scheme

Thursday, October 18, 2007

3:54 AM | 3 Comments

apparently pizza hut came up with a new idea to attract more customers. i was ordering pizza for dinner 5 minutes ago and this was the phone conversation:

pizza hut: hello!

me: hello!

pizza hut: thank you for calling pizza hut, you're calling from the number 78757***.

me: yep!

pizza hut: HEHEHE. i'm a bomoh.

WTH.

me: huh?

bomoh: ms chua, your address is yada yada...2 story terrace house. NGEK NGEK.

me: er....

bomoh: may i have your order please?

me: yada yada...and chicken wings.

bomoh: original or spicy?

me: original

bomoh: good choice!

major SWT.

me: u-huh...

bomoh: are you a muslim?

i thought he just called me ms chua =.="

me: what's your guess?

bomoh: hhmm...don't think so.

OBVIOUSLY.

me: ya, good guess.

bomoh: but you sound like a muslim.

me: you mean i have a malay slang?

bomoh: YES! YES!

OMG.

me: haha....

bomoh: OK! BYE BYE!

me: HUH? WAIT! how much!?

bomoh: Rm34.35.

me: OK, thanks, bye.

bomoh: i'll see you soon!

WTF.

me: haha...bye.

bomoh: bye bye! I will miss you!

me: haha....OK.

i waited for 10 seconds and the scary dude was still on the line!

me: er...bye bye.

bomoh: hehehe, byebye~

and then i hung up on him.


i wonder if pizza hut's business is so bad until they have to hire bomohs to work for them these days =.="

when you fall

Monday, March 19, 2007

12:23 AM | 0 Comments

everything was being pushed at you,
everything was given to you,
you thought it would be alright,
that pieces would fall into place.
you never faltered,
but it wasn't because you knew where you were heading.
it's because you know you can't afford to fall.
but when night comes and you're alone,
the fear consumes you over and over again,
for you see no future in your life,
but darkness that engulfs you.

can you hear me?

Sunday, April 23, 2006

9:50 AM | 2 Comments

The star that shines above me has dimmed
The path up front is paved with thorns and stones
I see neither light nor life.

My passion has died
My feelings seeping away ever so slowly
And nothing is left, but an empty shell.

Everything I touch turns to ash
Everything I love is bound to be cursed
My hopes since then, have been shattered beyond words.

I'm drifting away from my sanity
I'm losing my grip
I've become a doll, a puppet, a tool.

Through the darkness I march on
Into the waiting arms of the night sky
There I lay asleep...

Until one day,
the star awakens me.


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suffast

Friday, April 7, 2006

11:46 PM | 6 Comments

this is a long long story on my 1st ever "suffast"

it all started when kor kor suddenly walked into the kitchen 1 night and proclaimed that:
"DENGKIL CHICKEN RICE IS THE BEST!"

we all stared at him, puzzled.
not all chicken rice the same meh?
and so we started our journey in search of the dengkil chicken rice.

it was all well-planned where kor and i would sneak out to james place and then head over to dengkil together.
why must we sneak out you say?
the 1st time when we excitedly told dad and mom about our chicken rice journey,
mom pointed at me and said:

"you go out in the middle of the night manggali will rape you."

i was stunned.

then daddy pointed at kor kor and said:

"you go out in the middle of the night manggali will rob you."

double stunned.

and then we both got grounded for the night.

super potong steam.

but we never gave up.
2 days ago kor sms-ed me and said:

"we got 2 new comrades! it's time to embark on our chicken rice journey!"

and so at midnight kor crept into my room and woke me up and i quietly followed him out.

we were discussing in his room when SUDDENLY...

"WHERE YOU 2 GOING AHHH?"

po po found out about us.
oh shit.

"we go james house to play ma" explained kor. (which is the truth oso)

"WHY GO SO LATE AHHH? SO LATE VERY DANGEROUS %^#*&@(@*@&@%@%^@&@*@(@"

and so she started on manggali theory again.

but kor and i stood firm and insisted to go to james's place. then po po got angry,

"I DUN CARE LAH!" she said, and started waving her hands in the air and stomped back into her room.

quickly, kor and i tip-toed down the stairs and fumbled with the keys cause it was dark.
then we noticed that some1 else had found out about us.
standing high on the stairs with her eyes boring into us,
we knew we were in deep shit.
slowly, she descended from the stairs and strolled towards us...
kor and i stood there stiffly, afraid that she might just wake all the others and get us into super deep shit.

as she appraoched us she stopped......and licked us.
her tail-wagging excitedly hoping that we would take her along with us.
silly dog.

i had to sayang her hoping that she won't bark and give us away while kor opened the doors. once we were out we quickly headed to the gate and as my bro was about to press the button to open the gate i stopped him.

"they'll hear the gate lah"

"ya hor. then how?"

"let's climb"

"i no problem. u can or not?"

i was confident,

"can"

then kor pulled himself onto the fence that seperated us from our neighbour and started to inch towards the pillar so that he can climb over it and reach the other side. everything was going well when SUDDENLY...
the slab of rock on the pillar that my bro had 1 foot on started to TILT.

silence.

kor turned around, looked at the gate, then looked at me, and whispered:

"know what? let's use the gate."

i nodded in agreement.

so kor climbed down from the fence and we opened the gate and dashed into the car. all the while there were 2 malays sitting outside their house opposite us staring at us in awe.
they must be thinking that we're 2 siao kias.

anyway we drove over to james's place which was only less than 30 seconds walk away and his gf - kelly opened the door for us.

there, we decided it was still early cause the shop only opens at 4 a.m so we hung around and played poker.
i placed my biggest bet ever there- 50 million.
walau eh, how many times in life can you actually bet like that?
SUPER SYOK.
of course, everything is possible with monopoly currency hehe.

i was winning when we checked on the time and decided that it was time to leave.
and so at 3.30 a.m we left pj and started our long journey towards dengkil.


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the sky so dark.

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eh wait, the roads also dark.
stupid people never on the street lights.

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then there was a sign.
every body chant "chicken rice! chicken rice! chicken rice!"

down the winding paths and super straight highways, we finally reached our final destination - dengkil.
when we reached the boss was just opening his stall so our timing was perfect!

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we were the 1st customers. the whole town was alseep.

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so hungry....

and then food came!!

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the famous dengkil chicken rice and zhu tou pi (literally, pig head skin)with cups of hot milos. YUM YUM! *drool*

we get to choose which part of the chicken we wanted (damn syok), and when he took out the chicken you could see that it was still steaming.
the secret of success = fresh!

we were happily eating and yakking away. the chicken's super delicious and i love the quiet atmosphere of the place. while we were eating, in came a mommy cat and her baby kitten roaming around seaching for food. they kept us company while we were there :)

after filling our tummys, we decided to head home to our darling beds.
we paid for our food and it was super cheap! a plate of chicken rice plus hot milo only 4 bucks leh.

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"on your left you see the balai bomba"
"on your right is the MMU campus"
"people, we are now heading to dengkil"
tour guide and driver for the day - kor kor

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the 2 love birds james and kelly.

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wa it's already 5.18 a.m! so late i mean so early d.

i crashed onto my bed once i reached home and only woke up at 12 this afternoon.

and if you guys were wondering what suffast means,

supper + breakfast= suffast

the whole trip was fun cause it's been a long time since i did something fun with my bro and we had great company plus yummy food :)

and so in conclusion,

DENGKIL CHICKEN RICE ROX MY SOX!

king kong

Thursday, December 15, 2005

6:20 AM | 0 Comments

WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD.

i actually felt very ashamed that i'm a human halfway through the movie.

we think we own whatever land we land on;
we exploit, harm or even sacrifice others just to reach our goal.
all this, just because we claim that we are superior than any other living beings.

SUPERIOR MY FOOT.

if we lived on skull island we would've been dead by now.
look at those XXXXXXL SIZE CREEPY CRAWLIES in the cave and HUGE DINOSAURS roaming all over the place, no canons can kill them, you'd have to set a nuclear bomb to wipe them out. (which also means wiping out the human race in the process)
many would say it's just a movie and things like this don't exist.

ABUDEN.

i'm not saying that we live in a dinosaur age or what, it's just that we should really appreciate what we have now.
imagine if we were not born into this peaceful world but in a land like those that existed eons ago where humans would actually just look like ants to the other large creatures,
we'd be like the nomads shifting and running all over the place and fending off those monstrous creatures.

anyway this movie might be very heart aching for animal lovers.
if you didn't like the scenes in Alexender the Great where the elephants stampeded on the horses and man tried to use spades to cripple the elephants, you're not gonna like it when the humans open fire at poor king kong and the scene where the poor grass eating dinosaurs fall off the cliffs and some get eaten......or squashed to death.

and why must the aborigines look so freaking scary!??
they remind me of the ghouls in resident evil with their blood shot eyes and hideous expression,
i thought i was watching some scary movie for a moment there.
plus they seriously need a dentist to fix those crooked teeth and rotten gums.

anyway,
i already knew king kong would die in the end but reading it from the papers and watching it myself is SO SO DIFFERENT.

those bastards actually threw huge bottles of chloroforms on it's face and used hooks to cling onto it's flesh to trap the poor creature.
then they shipped king kong to New York to be EXHIBITED as the 8th wonder of the world, too bad they underestimated our dear friend's strength.
king kong broke free of those shackles and cuffs and wrecked the whole city to search for ann.
and now for the classic ending -
king kong together with ann climbes onto the empire state building but he couldn't go on anymore. he was wounded.
not only in the process of fleeing but also because of all the times he tried to protect ann from harm.

with a last glance at ann, it drew in it's last breathe and plummeted to the floor.
ann was devastated, the poor creature lied on the street motionless.

the whole city was silent again.



you think that's the end?


HELL NO.


as if being drugged, captured and killed in a foreign land for the poor soul is not enough,
the crowd who had been standing nearby now gathered around and walked all over it's body to take pictures of the dead animal - as if claiming victory.
how sick can humans get huh?

worst of all, the idiotic,money minded, cold blooded %%#&@*^&(#)^@$ director that did all this actually WALKED OFF UNHARMED and BLAMED all this on king kong.

the director boke the law, lied and cheated on his crew, risked what was important to others for his own fame and wealth, and his stubbornes killed 17 innocent souls during the voyage and god knows how many more when king kong broke free from his so called "chrome hand cuffs" and caused havoc to the whole city.

king kong is a beast, it belongs to the wild but was held captive by humans who were blinded by greed. it saved ann no matter how many times she ran away from it.
it risked it's life to save her.
and what did it get in return?
it's just so sad.


moral of the story?

some beast can be very noble;
some man however, can be very beastly.

have you ever stared at a wall that you've recognised for years?

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

8:16 PM | 0 Comments

i was walking alone in the woods bare-footed,
the earth was rough...hidden dangers lurked beneath the fallen leaves covering my path.
my legs were scarred and bleeding,
i needed a refuge,
a resting place.

and suddenly i saw a white wall.
it wasn' as tall as the trees surrounding me...but just a few inches above my height.
it stood there alone, white and pure among the midst of tall looking trees.
the wall beckoned to me, i approached it warily.
it claimed that it would provide me shelter and security, if only i promised to stay with it.
i touched the white and smooth surface, pondering what to do...
and finally declared that this shall be my refuge, my resting place.
and so i leaned against the wall.
it felt icing cold...
but i was certain that i could create warmth by staying with it.

and so i settled down with the wall...not wandering alone in the woods anymore.
there were times when i was sad and there were times when i was happy,
i shared everything with this new friend of mine.
but slowly i realized that it was all futile...
all i could hear was the echo of my voice.
it would not cry with me when i was sad,
it would not jump in joy with me when i was happy.
there was no trace of emotion,
i felt a sudden surge of loneliness...

1 day, i was being attacked.
i ran as fast my feet could bring me to the wall to seek refuge,
leaning hard against the wall, i hoped that it would ward them away.
i knew that what separated me from danger was only a thin layer of brick and paint.
but still, i had full faith in this friend of mine.
it promised to protect me.

what a fool i was,
the wall would only stand there and watch as i was being striked at.
as if it was a silent watcher...
it was there all the time, but it would not lend a helping hand.
it did not budge at all, it's base securely attached to the ground.
all it did was stood there and watch.
there were no arms that wrapped around me when i needed comfort the most,
realizing this, i hugged myself, leaned on the wall and cried myself to sleep...

incidents like this happened again,
and the wall would just stand there and watch.
not a word uttered or a trace of emotion showed.
when i questioned it, it would avoid the topic or just remain silent.

i decided to leave 1 day, for i've lost my faith in the wall..
it was not my refuge; it would never be.
as i was walking away, i looked around for 1 last time..
1 last longing look at the familiar environment that i've spent my days and nights with,
and my eyes finally landed on the wall.
it still did not budge an inch, standing there with much dignity and pride.

i left and trudged along the paths in the woods and found a trail.
excited, i started down the trail and saw a village,
it was filled with laughter and joy,
there were houses and people.
i've finally found a place where i belonged.

living there, i'd think of the wall occasionally,
it was once my one and only true friend.
and so i decided to pay my old pal a visit.
i back trailed into the woods to where i've 1st met my friend
but i couldn't help but gape at the sight of it.
the wall was still standing still there,
but perhaps with a new bunch of friends.
it was now full of graffiti and stains.

i carressed the surface that was once so familiar to me,
but some how it felt so different.
it looks so familiar, but yet so alien.
and i knew that it was no longer the same...

if the wall had a personality, it's been stained by all the graffitis and dirt.
if the wall could speak, it spoke of a different language - 1 that was never of it's own.

gone was the white and pure wall i've known, replaced by some unknown hybrid that looked saddening and lost.
my eyes started to sting at this point,
i thanked the wall for always being at my side, for listening silently to my prayers, and for always being a shoulder i could lean on.

that said, i turned and walked down the trail,
never looking back again.

silly

Saturday, August 6, 2005

9:54 PM | 0 Comments

this is a story about a silly boy who ran away from home.
he stomped out from his house with just his wallet and a handphone.
not knowing where to go, he wandered along the dark streets on his own.

engulfed by loneliness and frustration, he miss called his friends to see if anyone was still awake.
when he was starting to feel despair, thank god a friend replied quick.
they chatted on the phone while the boy walked along the streets.
he poured out his heart to his friend, saying that he has decided not to go home.
he felt the urge to be independant, to not rely on his parents no more.
the friend saw no point in this, as the boy's thinking was clouded by emotions.
and so they talked and talked and talked, about their lives, dreams and frustration.

suddenly, the boy realized that it was wrong to have run away from home.
it was past 2 a.m, and the boy walked quickly with his friend with him on the phone.
the streets were dark and they both sensed the dangers lurking around the corners.
the boy quickened his pace, but suddenly realized he was being trailed.
he cursed as he still had another 100 meter or so to reach safety zone.
he acted fast and sprinted towards his friend's house nearby.
without hesitation he hid his phone behind the fence out of sight but there was not enough time to do the same with his wallet.

it was then, the 2 malay stalkers on bike emerged from the dark.
they demanded that the boy walked over to their side of the street.
the boy knew he was in danger and refused to comply.
1 of the malays came down from the bike, eyeing the boy's pockets with a helmet in hand,
the boy was alert and was in a pose ready to defend himself if he was attacked.
he pointed to his friend's house and claimed that it was his, while calling out to his friend.
the robbers started to back away thinking that he was calling for his family members.
they hopped on the bike and sped down the quiet street, constantly looking back at the boy.
seeing this, the boy grabbed his handphone and started the longest 100m sprint back home.
sweat trickled down his face as he realized that never had he felt such a huge desire to be at home.
at the sight of his house gate, he knew that he has reached his finishing line.
never in his whole life has he felt so relieved to be behind the gates of his house.
they used to be bars locking him into a jail; but now they served as a high wall providing him refuge.

the boy still dreams of being independant, but he'll think twice before he takes any harsh actions.


in case you're wondering, it's a true story.
i'm sharing this story with my friends so that we would be cautious and never try to venture out in the dark alone. warn your loved ones as well.
if the boy wasn't clever and alert enough, he might not have been able to cross the finishing line.
his friend would've been calling the ambulance instead of calling him.

so for now, lesson learnt.

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