Yip Chee Mei Pau

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And the party Began….
At about 11.00pm we adjourned to the site where all the activities are. The freezing wind was too much to bare as we walked out from Frist World. The line was long but luckily it was for the non-ticket holders. We were greeted with a massive sea of people. In the beginning, the music was ok. The DJs were playing house music and tribal break beats. Then came “DJ Haze and Gabriel” someone please kiss the deejays for me please! Later on “Future Shock” came in, never stop moving since.

The Party Begin

wah

yeah

woo

crazy

terror

lightning

phewit

walau

wow

Soon it started to get very foggy. I was well prepared as wore my rave outfit with sleeves. It was very cold about 19-20C but it was all good when I started dancing. The light rain didn’t dampen the clubbers’ spirit and we raved under fog and the rain. However, the fog got thicker and people started to freeze, girls with little cloth and no clothing’s, suffered and they were pleading for people who had jackets to give in to them. There is a Cantonese saying “Oi Leng, Moi Meng”. I can see they are turning blue and pale.

No doubt there was many exhibition of Melbourne Shuffle again! The scene is getting bigger, during Melbourne Shuffle’s early days in Malaysia, shufflers were predominately Chinese. But now, there were a handful of Malay and Indian shufflers. What happened to those old days where people dance normally? They looked like Kangaroos having seizure or something. (I may get beaten up for saying this).

Anyway, there were couple of late minute appearances of my fellow friends. We had to look for them in this 20,000 crowed. We had to push our way to front stage where all the people go into trance. People shaking head left to right, up and down. Some didn’t had their shirt on and some were pilling on each other like dead corps. Speakers were blasting madly and I couldn’t take the pressure on my ears. I had to lead my friends out from there and go back to where we were before. I really do not know how many peoples foot I’ve stepped on cause I didn’t felt the ground beneath my shoes. We continued dancing till our legs cave in.

We left the place about 5:00AM (party ends at 6AM). We were all tired, drenched and hungry and our feet were at the verge of falling off. We headed back to our hotel rooms with numb and cold feet. Over all the party was massive, drinks sold out, people going mad and lightings was impressive.

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Shoes I wore at the same time resting my feet

stoner frozed to death

Pussy

Just want to share something for my fellow readers. Got this off from http://safeheaven.blogspot.com/ enjoy!


hornyfuck1 : hi

naughtygirl : hi

hornyfuck1 : asl?

naughtygirl : 24f

hornyfuck1 : where are you now?

naughtygirl : at home

hornyfuck1 : alone?

naughtygirl : yeah

hornyfuck1 : masturbating?

naughtygirl : what is that ?

hornyfuck1 : masturbate means you play your pussy by yourself lah..

naughtygirl : i’m doing it

hornyfuck1 : really? tell me how you do it

naughtygirl : yeah. I have a two kittens at home. They can get really playful at times. I named my kittens Hailey and Sally. Sometimes I let Hailey nibble on my thumb a bit. Sally, well, prefers to play with a ball. They are cute.

hornyfuck1 : no, pussy is your vagina, not animal

naughtygirl : what ? is that some kind of disease ?

naughtygirl : eh I scared lah. wanna go see doctor.

hornyfuck1 : no, stay here please.

naughtygirl : what is vagina ?

hornyfuck1 : look down lah

naughtygirl : My shoes ?…

naughtygirl : u there ?

hornyfuck1 : yeah

naughtygirl : how long must i look down ? neck pain lah

hornyfuck1 : your a dumb fuck

naughtygirl : no, you’re the dumb fuck. asshole. go watch porn or something. bye.

Gibberish Crap Post

Why should you read this on a daily basis? Well, I’d guess you’re like me someone with an unhealthy addiction to the laptop and Internet. Someone with an unnatural curiosity about other people’s lives. Someone who really has a lot of other things they should be doing but prefers to waste excessive amounts of time sitting on their butt writing about everything.So who am I really? Well, I’m someone with crazy thoughts about life. I’m a man, frustrated Account Manager, a Barisan supporter (although I didn’t vote please don’t tell the Government). I live in the 3rd rock from the sun; in the country called Malaysia, in the State of Selangor, the kind of place where people preferred the vehicle used Proton but now is the SUVs, small and big ones. Sometimes I have this wicked impulse to buy that Honda HRV just to be different. Although I really like my current car, Nissan Sentra 1.8 2002. Which I found out is the one vehicle that will drive me penniless. This bugs me I don’t know why?

I'm having Blogger's Block. I can't think of anything interesting or funny or particularly insightful to write now. So I won't fill this space up with musings about my morning drink or how much crap in the morning I did. A thought that would typically send me to moaning about how old I am now, and reflecting that when I was young and thin with a youthful body the fashions were so lame before, those cargo pants, checkered shirt, baggy jeans, Bermudas and not forgetting Dr. Martins shoes everyone has one but now that I'm older and not so thin and my body's a bit bulging in some places, sure, NOW they make Dockers pants that comes with stretches on the waist line.

OK, I have officially hit the wall now. My brain is fried, I'm emotionally and physically exhausted, and that is why, dear readers, I haven't posted in a day. I apologize. But in my current state I fear that all I could possibly write was gibberish. (Which I'm sure many people believe is the most accurate description of my work during the best of times. Stupid people.)After I realized that I had been sitting on my office desk, one shoe on, the other off, for close to two hours, I briefly roused myself and tried to figure out just why my brain seemed unable to communicate even the simplest of tasks. And I realized that in the last two weeks I have experienced the following:-

Smoking is bad for your health.

A very exciting, sort of stressful opportunity regarding one potential customer, resulting in several days of being chained to my laptop, my meals sauced and crumbs strewned all over it.

A dead Rat and the subsequent, very emotional funeral.

Four days of playing with my dog creates happiness

Pay day = Pay Debts

Happiness Is.....

Pooping on a regular basis. I just did a Morning Crap just now. I wonder in the near future if there's anything call the Smell-O-Web.

My Hypocondriac Dawg - Lesson: Play Dead 101

Hush Starring into Space