Daily Routine

Sarawak Samseng sent me a belated Christmas gift, all the way from Australia.

The first sentence of the card is written: “When I start thinking about you… I just…”

Terus my bulu kembang. DIAO.

Don’t ever write that again! Nga lin chai!! EVER!!

Samseng gave me a tea infuser — in a duck form. Don’t play-play. Not every day you can find these shit.

As usual, he forgot to remove the price tag.

I wouldn’t dip this AUD$14.95 duck in my RM1.90 glass, mate. It just doesn’t make sense.

Eh wait, maybe I can use this at Starbucks. Thanks Chris.

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One of my buddy has been suffering insomnia for many nights – let’s call him Entutson.

So, one day, Entutson came out lunch with me, and he said,

“Bing, I want to have a few shots of whiskey after lunch. I’m going to hit the bed after those shots. I need more sleep.”

“What the fuck, it’s only noon woh!”

“You suk ar? Loi gi mahh, diao…”

“Bring it on. I haven’t tried drinking so early… the rest of the night will be miserable.” I told him.

After we had our lunch at Pepper’s Jack Pizza Grill, we went to Upperstar Restaurant to get drunk

None of us tried getting drunk at noon. This is getting fun.

“If you miss this chance, you probably never have this chance again.. you want to wait until you become a father, then bring your child out to drink meh?”

This is how I encourage them to join us… hahahaha.

“So, what shall we drink today?” one of them asked.

“Let’s drink all the beer they offer in their menu, from LEFT to RIGHT” I replied. (highlighted in photo)

“Then, reverse from RIGHT to LEFT!!” I added.

Everyone applauded at my suggestion.. oh lin laaa this time.

This is what we had:

1. Heineken
2. TsingTao
3. Corona
4. Beck’s
5. Tuborg
6. San Mig Light
7. Anchor
8. Don’t remember
9. Don’t remember

Since we just had our lunch—we had to go slow.

But the beer finishes faster than we thought..

We were in lala-land in an hour time.

While drinking, I developed a new photo taking skill. My LX3 became a ‘fake’ dSLR. All my photo got huge lens, like I’m holding a dSLR.

I sent a MMS to my friend, told him I am shooting photo my new camera, hoping to fool him. Then I was scolded “you think I am stupid harr??”

HAhahahaha.

This is what drunk people do *shy*

Happy Times

“Yammmm sengggggggg” we cheered.

Customers around our tables are 80% family. We are giving a bad example to the kids.

“Next time don’t learn those koko ahh.. so early drink beer. Later you become stupid like them” are probably warnings the parents gave their children, using us as bad examples.

Don’t care that much la, if don’t chee sin now, wait until when?

We said we only wanted to drink for an hour… end up drinking until 5pm.

And… we went for another round after dinner.

You believe or not?

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If you happen to wake up at 5am and wonder what to do, I recommend you to have a stroll at Lido Morning Market. I know it’s very unlikely to wake up at 5am and you feel BORED.. but it happens.

That’s what happened to me.

That morning I woke up 5am, and I decided to Lido market to have a walk. I departed at 6am.

Yes, I purposely went there to have a walk. I am learning to appreciate every little thing that life offers us. You’ll see many wonderful things from that perspective. Trust me

You won’t appreciate something you own, until someday when you lost it, it’s too late to regret.

Oh sorry, ter-off topic Back to my market experience… haha. And so, I brought along my camera, thought of sharing the morning “moments” for you who always wake up after 10am (or some of you might straight away goes to work after waking up).

I think I am the youngest fella in the market… walking around with a camera. Heh. Memang tai lin ngong*.

At first, you’ll get some weird glance from those vendors, probably they are thinking “nia zak liang zai heh tai lin ngong… an zao loi yang siong” (in Hakka—this big dick dude must be crazy to come take photo so early in morning).

That feels uncomfortable at first (I am referring to the glance, not about having a big dick).

It’s fun to approach strangers and start a conversation.

“Auntie, I help you take photo a… and free exposure for you. Wahh auntie, you look very liang moi in the photo oooo!” Show her camera’s LCD screen 0.5 secs. Smile. Then bid good bye.

This vendor’s stall is like a mini supermarket. You can pretty get anything you want.

“Auntie ahh… you got sell car wash detergent and toothbrush or not?”

“Got ahh”

“Wasaigenalauweh, why you so geng wan!”

Nolah. Just kidding. Just trying to make fun of the stall.. hahaha.

KK’s durian price is on par with KK’s food price—fucking expensive on every levels.

RM18 per kilo. tsk tsk tsk.

Breakfast! They usually start serving customers at 2am.. specially for people who just finished clubbing. So when the auntie-auntie come buy breakfast, mostly are leftovers ^^;

And I think these vendors are millionaires… seriously. They can sell one piece of hot dog for RM2. My “economy” noodle usually cost RM8-RM10.

They jack up prices gao gao when you are drunk. You’ll pay RM100 for plain noodles anyway.

They can “restock” the food immediately—I wonder how they wash their wok.

Hmm, they probably don’t. No wonder everything tastes so good. Heh.

“Auntie, lai… I help you take nais nais photo”

Talk to the vendors nicely, and request to take photos. See auntie so nice to pose for me

“Wahh auntie, your fishes very pretty oh! like got Photoshop effect oh!”

*She puzzles*

The Kuih-muih(s).

Someday, I will buy every kind of kuih and write about it…

WAH you crazy meh?! I got better things to do than writing about kuih-muih. Hahahaha.

Ah wait, there’s one particular kuih I want to blog about some day. A kuih with special name. Something something related to “balls”

Ngek ngek ngek ngek ngek.

Root vegetables, canned condiments, spices and etc etc etc etc etc. See, I told you can you buy almost anything here. Including toothbrush and such… really a supermarket here.

If end of the world is coming, I’ll probably come here and restock goods.

All people eat canned foods, I whipped out these ingredients and start cooking. I’m at different class. Hahahha.

When I take photos of these porks… all the vendors are holding a huge knife. Immediately I think of Stephen Chow (周星馳) movie—國產陵陵漆.

“One of these vendors might be a spy” I thought. I must be a tai lin ngong.

Noun: *tai lin ngong*— crazy dude with huge dick.

Address
Lorong Rampai A
Taman Che Mei, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah

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Do you pay these parking tickets?

In Kota Kinabalu, you will get these parking tickets as long as you park in a parking “lot”. The parking “lot” was painted with different colours to differentiate the parking charges, where it ranges between RM0.25 cents to RM1.05 per hour.

The personnel who issues this ticket all wear like ninja (to prevent sunburn), and their writing are usually awful.

I have not paid these tickets for more than 3 years… and I threw away 100% of them.

“Aiyahhhh no need pay de lah. Private company only, they can’t do shit on me” (Government sub-contract to private company)

… and it’s a headache to look for these personnel because they keep walking around. I didn’t bother wasting my time to pay that RM0.25.

Then lately I heard the private company actually go through all your past records and charge you accordingly. This is what I overheard during yam cha with friends. Is that true?

Until someone gives me a reliable response. I will continue ignore these tickets, until my first saman arrives

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