What about Mary?

The next email i got from my dear ex-classmate who now works in Cyberjaya and spends his day looking underneath at women's skirts before he goes home to his kids, sternly reminded me that our class was of 33 not 32 .... and that i had forgotten about a particular sxrina lass in the class. Oh dear .. how could i forget. Especially after all the trouble she had caused and the trauma unearthed during our physics lessons. But i knew that subconciously, my sanity begged me to forget this one. Heres my excuse.

Sxrina .. this one is a tricky one. Last time we met was at the manchester sports games way back in 96 when posh spice was just another tart with sexy knickers. I was walking along, minding my own business when this dude pulls me up from behind and says hi to my face. Turning around, i caught a glimpse of what looked like a 1st year youngish looking student with 5, maybe 6 wankers around him. At first, i just ignored him, dusting his paws of the thread of my shirt. But the more i looked, the more shocked i was to discover that the young dude was actually a she .. and looking more, i remembered that this was the she that i did my alevels with a few years back. I was scraed at first, my i kept telling myself to keep calm and scream for help if anything goes wrong. Her name was rolling on the tip of my toungue but i couldn't remember it to say it. I paused for what seemed almost a minute as i tried my very best to hide my shock and isbelief as she looked at me and said 'sxrina lah' , to break the awkward silence. "Yes but of course .....

hi .. long time no see" i jolted back, again scanning for all available exits in the vacinity. Finding none, i knew i had to face the music and pretend that i was really glad to see her. She We spoke for a while when the group of 'diskank' looking misfits tapped her to signal that they needed to move on as they were late for the satan society meeting or something. I waved goodbye and prayed that none of my friends saw us talking, as i legged it far from the sight of her and her minions.

A few years ago the pilot dude told us that she married a 56 yo 1st mate of a fishing ship that had rescued her when her oil platform sank of the waters of borneo. It is not clear what has become of her now. The pilot dude would know. For me, some persons are best to be forgotten. Hell yeah.

To make things worse this week my f*cking web marshalls been blocking my access to the blogspot domain. Now I pretty much can't access this blog ot updates them comments. Those pathetic IT dawgs are just being anal. I've tidied up most of the outstanding bugs for my release and its now down to the PM to get his finger out his arse and point to a fixed release date for the EU market. God i need a holiday. Thanks god is the queens b'day next mon.

Looking Back in my Class Yearbook

If you're like me, always wondering about the past like, what ever happened to that sweet chick i dated in school, or that perv i used to sit next to in class then you know that its essential to keep in contact with old class mates to know what had become of them. Of my ALevels class of 32 students in 1991, i only ever keep in touch with just a handfull of them. These are the ones with whom i got along in college, and whose growth into the working world were more or les parallel to mine and who ever called back to organize dinner at Mama's chop at Terminal 2, subang. With these kids, i kept in constant touch, had occasional get togethers to bitch about life and talk about women and exchange career advice once a while. But the majority of classmates i had, i never heard of from .. ever again. So when the subject of what ever happend to them.... was brought up recently, here is the story.

To answer yan's concern on the other classmates, here are my updates on them.

Mader - Last we heard he came back from UK and worked for Astro. but his lying alter ego got him in trouble again when he told Astro bosses that he was ceo in his last job. After some psycho evaluation, he was retrenched and rehired on contract but with similar pay. Now i hear he is in charge for japanese-to-english cartoon translations. But who cares about this one, his rich datuk dad would probably let him run the family company soon anyways. Is it true that he had a hot sister who likes wearing 2 piece g-string to the public swimming pools?

Nini - Last seen with balding hubby in customs office when they brought home a merc S class for dad. Everything is good when you flash dad's money aaaa.

Niza - this one was seen last in subang jaya with husband and kid. She worked for a company i can't pronounce but hated the job. Not much updates. Probably too busy making babies.

Lixa - last seen in bangsar shopping center with husband and nxrxl. she looks the same although husband looked like a dodgy itm student from my alevel days. undisclosed sources revealed that shes trying hard at becoming a good wife and is thinking of setting up a tv program called 'Extreme make over - malaysian edition' for some tv station starring her husband as the host and first candidate.

Ezrxdxnx - this one married the lost dude with different coloured shoes in a simple overseas ceremony to legalize her sexual needs then. This story has been confirmed by undisclosed sources who knew her and studied at the same uni as husband. the couple went seperate ways after she discovered that they were indeed other men that could bump n grind better than he ever could .. and they even lived closer to her. She came home as a divorcee, although denies it till this day, and worked as a diver on a platform full off hot blooded males who constantly jerk off with images of her in diving gear. after numerous marriage proposals from the drilling crew, she settles down in kuantan with an expat driller who allows her constant access to the nasty discos in and around kuantan. It was at this time that Bad met up with her then. Although she claimed that she was single, Bad ignored her advances and said no when she invited him to her apartment to spend the nite. She had recently been spotted with a white man on a topless beach in cherating somewhere. My sources could not confirm it was her bcause attention was given more to the erect anotomy pair on the upper part of the female chest than recognizing her face. Still investigating.

Wxxio - being married to a rich dude, i hear shes longing for a real man with expert ninja skills that could make her blush when taking it off, knows when to go fast, knows when to slow it down, and packs a punch to make her scream her organs out .. again and again .. for the whole nite through. Soemthing that her man's money could never buy. Shes got her kids, her husband, her cars, her money .. now she needs a real man. Any takers?

Shxz - Last seen at KFC with farid on somekind of a weird date or something in 1999. My date then was annoyed at her persistance in forcing us to join her for lunch. I explained to date that it was probably bcause she didn't want to be left alone with farid. The success of her dad in becoming a govt mouth piece had over shadowed her chances of finding a real man. A man whose not after daddy's money or silver merc. Her opinionated character and strong concious beliefs have found her an umno youth bf whose coming up in the ranks today. The 2 were married when she said yes .. to becoming his wife .. and yes to joining puteri umno.

Mudim - whos this guy again?


Farxd - with a hot gf and a burning desire to get a good education, he left kl for leeds in 1993. Due to the pressures of expectations to succeed and all, he experimented with homosexuality while in leeds and became an excessive alcoholic with an addiction to soft p0rn and drugs. He was dumped by his hot mama gf when she found him loking at dirty pics of men on the net and hes never forgiven himself for that ever since. Enrolling himself into AA anonymous, he cleaned up his act and went on the staright path again, kicking all his addictions and getting a sluty gf with an appitite for outdoor action. This enabled him to amplify his sexual needs and caused gf to give up on his sexual preferences. He now runs a video production called private reality that fronts as a wedding video company, but produces home made p0rn flicks for the asia market which shots he takes through a pin hole camera he takes with him when visits the ladies. He was last seen coming out of a spa with tun on the 16th floor of dynasty hotel.

Izan - if i can only remember how the guy looks like.

The names of the characters in the story have been changed to protect the their true identities

Indescribable Sorrow

Reading about this tragedy, i was close to tears. For a man like me, tears are extremely difficult to come by, but the plight of these innocent children and the tragedy that struck and painfully took away their other siblings filled me with some of the deepest sadness i had ever felt in my life. My mouth was numb and my heart grew rapid as i sorrowly read about how these kids were burnt to death while they screamed and pleaded to be saved and how a passerby did all he could to save these kids, before it was too late. Its too much for me to take ..... i'm sorry.

Where are Thou?

After all these years, you finaly came back to me, apprearing before me in a dream i had about you last night. Its been a while since we spoke and last i heard that you married a foreign man you had met on your frequent travels abroad. You married him in a simple event here and shipped out to the middle east somewhere. I was happy for you, that you'd found someone to grow old with. I had once loved you and given you my heart to keep. Then after i had gone my way, you left without a trace. But i was sure that you'd return to me, one day. One sweet day. When you said u loved me and would love me no matter what ... i saw it in your eyes and believed you. Your eyes looked calm, collected and smiling away .. like you always do when we touched and held each other close so many times before. I know you now as i knew you then. I know all your likes, dislikes, the little curves on your mouth when you smile, all the physical curves on your body and the way you light up when we hold each other. Tis good holding you tight on those rainy Dec nites. A little body warmth goes a long way. Those magical moments will be with me no matter what. In my dreams you were still the same. The same charm and the same laughter. And how i missed it all.

In my dreams, you came wearing a business suit like you typicaly do when we started dating. The same business suit you loved wearing when we briefly dated again after 5 years of breaking up, when we both had started working. You had always looked sexy in that body hugging low cleavage suit, but the pins at the back were way to difficult to undo. The dates were indeed thrilling, especially creeping behind your then boyfriend's back to meet. I remembered you rushing back after to meet boyfriend and to avoid suspicions. We were good then. Didn't suspect a thing now did he? An hour a week was fine with me to smell your honey hair and breath body shop off your skin. I knew you liked it as much as i. Looking at you now, i could tell that you have aged. The lines on your face tell me so. But the smile and laughter remain the same nevetheless. I missed you heaps, especially after those long 3 years.

This time you tell me that you have divorced your foreign husband and had just broken up with a new boyfriend. Poor thing. Forget about those men. Men who don't appreciate or care about you. Does this mean that i can have have you now? Does this mean that i can kiss and caress you now .. like i used to? Could i just pick u up and sprawl you on my lap? Theres so much i want to tell you, so much i want to do to you. Can i? can i? You were soo good to ..... and i know you loved me. Yes. You said it more often than i. At last, the cows come home. Quick, wake me up before i really do go out there to look for her.

Do the Locomotion on me

She is indeed the perfect woman in my dicktionary. She posses as the allure of perfection and mesmerizes me every time i gaze upon her, with pure thoughts of love, devotion and sweet hollar. She is the proof of beauty embodied in a perfect female gender. The firm perky breasts and the toned tight ass make her irresistable charm hard to ignore or forget. She lights up dark rooms with her smile and scents groomy afternoons with her charm. She makes grown men hollar with hungry eyes and women fill with envy when shes around. All this without an ounce of effort. She is truly amazing.

The 1st time i set eyes on her was when i was 15 and she just barely a virgin doing the locomotion in a jeans colored lumberjack jumpsuit. It was her eyes that caught me. The sounds of her voice captivated me with reminiscence of a lovely sacred virgin goddess with a body that could command 1000 men in an instant. Little that i knew, that her beauty and enchantment, would continue to captivate me for the next 15 years of my life. If she had only gotten to know me, i was so certain that she'd fall desperately in lust love with me. I would take her, on the first kiss. If you were mine to hold, to kiss, to caress and to cherish ..... i would make you smile a thousand smiles i promise. She was divine. Truly divine.

My heart skipped a beat as i was driving to work last nite, when dominic bowden on the radio announced that she had breast cancer discovered the morning before and that she would cancel her asian tour and retire to her melbourne home to be with family. Such beautiful breasts, with or without cancer. I could only manage a faint roar that nite. My eyes scanned the roadside for a place i could stop by the road to tend to my despair, my sadness, my solitude, my kylie. As my face shows ultimate signs of disappointment, turning to fear, turning to sorrow, my mind wanders through images of her firm breasts and how they bore the most beautiful ripe nipples, when erect. And how cancer could take it all away in a sec. I force myself out of this daydream for fear of the dream making an erotic turn on kylie, when clearly it was a time of mourning for me and another 1 billion hot blooded males who dwell on the very same planet as me. Good luck kylie ... and call me the next time you're in town.

Those Yester Years

Whenever someone asks me what i want in life or what my plans are in the future, i always shrug with content and answer .. "I want the good things in life .. same as everybody else". You see i've always been a firm believer in living free and enjoying the little things that life has to offer. I am but a free spirited animal that roams the plains of life to taste and experience the many joys it has to offer. I guess thats why i fail miserably in serious relationships and obligations that weigh down the path i chose to trod down. Alls well ends well i keep telling the junior coders who seem to have fire in their eyes to start work with such a big and renowned company. But little do these kids know that youth, if not spent wisely could be the greatest regret. I had a very satifying youth and don't regret even a minute of it. I spent it with good friends doing really fun things that curls a smile on my face everytime i think of those days. I would chill with Yew Meng in class and we'd catch the bus home with Praba from Puduraya then. Before going home, we'd sometimes hangout at Petaling St and have ice kacang at the Puduraya stalls on the rear end. Started smoking when i was 15. Being in a boys school in the heart of KL was probably to blame. At that age, skipping school was way to cool. I used to hangout with the school baddies and skyive to Mcdonalds to watch the CBM'ers and BB chicks. I was a great way to spend your weekday afternoons i found out. After getting caught a couple of times by the school HM, i was sent to detention class for almost a month after school. So the skying stopped for a while. It stopped but never died.

While hanging out at bukit bintang, i shoplifted a couple of times with the gang. We usually took metrojaya t-shirts not because we wanted it, but because the thrill of being caught gave us an indiscribable high. Never been caught before but i evetually stopped as puberty hit in. For sports, tennis was my game. I played almost every afternoon in school and even played in the MSSWP back in the late 80s. Hell it was a great way to release stress and to excuse urself from classes for matches once in a while. I hada sweet childhood i reckon. But it was sweeter when the BBGS chicks would join us for McD drinks in their school uniform. The flirting never surpassed holding hands and going to the cinema. That was growing up just they way i liked it.

I had just got off the phone with Julius Lim CEO of MCSB a subsidary of of MCSB for a PM position i had forgottenly applied for a few weeks ago. We talked for almost an hour and he seemed a decent enough bloke. We talked about the different companies i have worked for and the reasons why i jumped jobs. Also what i was looking for in a job and all the monetery expectations and all. I was 1 step away from offering me a position and now whats me to mail him on my salary expectation. I told him that i don't have a clue, but i know its going to be alot. Even with that, i really don't think im going to persue this for now. I'm pretty happy with my job here and the oppertunities here are just starting to show. So i reckon i'd be a bit more patient and spend another 2 years here before thinking of moving home. Mind you there are also some good oppertunities in Perth and Brisbane i hear. Espcially in the winCE development area where i've been spending my last couple of months in. I think i'll pass on this one eh? Now where did i leave my smokes again?

My Life Story

The last couple of weeks has been quite challenging for me. Work is demanding more of me and so my social life has gone to the dogs i reckon. I start life very early at half six and end my day at 8 when i leave the office. Heck i thought that this place was supposed to give me the simple life again. Basics from 9am to 5pm, but hell was i wrong. I wrecking my arse now to make delivery dates and to keep project managers happy by delivering flawless binaries once a day with release notes attached. To be honest, im getting tired of this simple life i lead. But the bills have to be paid and life must go on. I've also scheduled a trip to KL this Dec but things may change and i might end up not going at all. But theres definately a plan in place so wish me luck eh?

I take a deep breath and look around me. A busy office full of busy workers. This could be KL, Singapore, Mumbai or the US. The insides of an office are always the same color no matter where you are in the world. Looking around my cubicle i see heather, the office slapper. Today shes got a low cut top that as usual shows you her fleshy cleavage so many men in the office have had, according to stories. She sits on my far right and with those short minis she likes wearing, my line of sight occasionally catches a glimpse of her string bikini knickers. My eyes catches them and i smile innocently. I look at her and she smiles back, almost acknowledging the fact the men love looking at her. Its definitely the voyuerism in her that prevents hers from shifting positions to hide the dark string knickers i am looking at. Despite being nearly 40, heather has this animal charm that she uses to keep her the object of fascination in the office. Also she likes to come up real close to you when she speaks, almost rubbing her harden nipples as she rubs against you. I have had the pleasure a couple of times. On other days she looks cute in the low cut jeans with a string knicker thong coming out from the top. Fleshy and sexy no doubt, thats why we all think shes such a dahling.

As recently posted on FG's site, here are my likes :-

1. a woman's screams when she arrives
2. a scented chick who passes by n smiles telling me to get it going
3. low cleavage top
4. pay rise
5. afternoon coffee chats
6. long wet but warm snogs
7. watching dvd in the dark
8. all activities using the toungue

9. donating to orphan children and seeing them smile
10. saying thank you
11. complimenting women on their looks, techniques n personalities with a smile
12. swimming in the nude
13. playing pool while smoking marlboroughs

14. hving an intellectual debate with mates n winning a point
15. sleeping after a session

On a more serious note, i had heard that a few months ago i got news that 2 teachers from m'sia were arrested for carrying drugs when they enetred here. Story was that one of them got engaged with a middle-east sand wanker in KL and he booked them on a pre-maritial holiday here. But on the day, he told her that he had some business to attend to in KL and couldn't make the flight with her. He told her to fly without him and he'll catch up with her on the next available flight and that he wanted her to carry his one bag. In the pre-depature rush she agreed and fly off with her other teacher friend whose tickets he paid for as well. They were to meet up with his buddy at airport and to keep his suitcase at buddy's house. They never made it as they got sniffed up by the K9 at the airport here. Both teachers were locked up here for a few months and i hear mom's been visiting them. The embassy here is doing anything after these few months i heard. Mum mentioned that during the visits she found the lady teachers in frail conditions and one event fainted when mum was leaving. And theres not even a mention of this in the m'sian media. What a shame. As this was still going on, another m'sian chick got arrested at in hotel carrying dope last week. On question, she told authorities that the bag belonged to her middle-eastern fiancee in KL who could not make the flight last minute. Same modus operande. Cops here don't believe her. She was caught with a lot of dope and is looking at a very very long time behind bars. I bet the m'sian media is still keeping mum about this one eh? Go figure.

and how did your week go?

Well if you must know, mine was just absolutely terrible. First i get sent these 2 bugs that was pretty obvious to fix, but then i accidently told the project manager about them and about how i was going to fix them. Silly me. The guy then comes along every few seconds asking me about them, when they were introduced and exactly why they occurred. I know the code pretty well, but I never bothered to run through its many complex algorithm's and then remembering how it runs for a year or so before it changes again. The sheer size of it was one thing, then theres at least 4 people who keep changing how it works every month or so. Just such a big task. Just wasn't my style to do unnecessary work. I just look at it when its broken. Hence i would have no immediate recollection of how it runs in my mind all the time. So when he asked me what was going on, my non-convincing answer was "superficially, getting GPS took too long and so it rebooted". He argued with me on why it was behaving this way on this unit and not on the other. Then in one of my remarks i mentioned that "i don't really know how it works as it had been written by someone else bout 2 years ago". This made him really worried and he called for a meeting to discuss the issue with my manager, me and team lead. So for the next 2 days we pitted to convince him of why it was doing so. Finally we resolved the issue by commenting that piece of code out. I could have done that 3 days ago if i had only kept my mouth shut. I need a job in KL now!

For that and other wrong things i have said this week (due to pressure to completely understand how 5 product's codes work on different CVS branches) and unsurity of remote parts of the code base, i think my software manager and the project manager probably think i'm an incompetent wanker by now. Hell see if i care. To make matters worse, theres a smart-alec talkative fresh grad who had just been hired and sits near me. The guy talks non stop and at a really anoying pitch trying to impress everyone with his know-how crap. I just found out last week that this mf was from m'sia but had settled down here 10 years ago type of thing. Its bottom-kissers like these that give m'sia a bad name to foreigners and make the country difficult to live in when they're in the country. I'm sure every one of us has had expereinces with b*stards like this. I hope he gets run by a car next week. Then i'll get some peace and quite in the office. His loud voice and cheap slang really gets to me.

I better stop before you lot think i'm a winging old cow. Hope next week is a better week. Laterz.

Its Wintertime now,so Wheres my Jumper?

As the last leaves fall from that old oak tree in my front yard, i can almost hear the wind whisper that winter is finaly here. With that i start digging my old suitcase again for last season's clothes, looking for any warm thermal jackets and that favourite wool jumper of mine. As i make my way through stacks of old clothes i have in that suitcase, i think of all the fond memories that summer had to offer. I think of all the light clothes i wore then, and of all the ripe braless blonde women in hot pants playing catch in the park. Those were the times indeed. Right now, i'm shivering in my boxers.

Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I notice goosebumps everywhere from the shiver. I drop my boxers and take a deep breath looking at my lower self as i inhale and then exhale. Hhhhhmmmmmm ..... These cold winter months certainly do encourage erection. I'd better drop the boxers so that i could breath a little easier. I then dress up pronto and head off to work. Work is getting more tedious by the day. A lot more office politics, lot more newbies trying to prove that their smarter that the rest, lot more frusterated workmates ... the environment is like a tooth that decaying from eating too many candies. You'd probably sugguest that i find another job. I really don't think that another job would make the difference. Might even turn out to be worse than this one. Least here I know everyone and know the product pretty well. What I need is a holiday in KL again. Or better, a sweet job in KL with a sweet pay and loads of chicks in the office to keep me interested. If anyone knows of a job like this, please do let me know.

Today a workmate is submitting a patent idea to the company patent comittee. If his idea does make, he'll get USD1000 from the company and a good name. Thats peanuts from a company of this size with a $300mil revenue. I told him that hes short changed. But he said that rather then the idea just swept under the bed to gather dust, a thousand bucks does come in handy dandy. Maybe I should submit my ideas. I have 2 patentable ideas that i've been thinking about for the last 2 years during my creative moments. Funny how ur creative moments come right after steamy bodily contact with the female gender. Before microsoft steals my ideas to make a million dollars, i think its time that i write them up for patenting. One is SMS based navigation, another is long/lat based messages on a 3 tier architecture. I'm writing it up now. Wish me luck.