Woke up at 12.... then wake fabian up...but as usual he slept till 1 plus.
Message tiger
Me : Lunch What time
Tiger : About 1.15
Me : Make it round figure ler...so 1.30
Tiger : okok.
Tiger : Wake your roomate up
The conversation was something like that.....
then drove to alamanda...cant find parking...now days damn hard to find parking. hard to pusing and pusing like a donkey ..then only found one. Thanks to a family in a yellow Getz.
Then go mam mam in Ayamas....damn chun..but the nicest was Tiger...his was like cheese spread all over the rice...look like pizza.
anyway...i learned a few things today...
1 Siang Chen Wo
2 Cannot drink yogurt in room because no air con.
that all..i have to reformat my computer today...because stupid trojan attacked my system.
2
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
i remember ( Good ol taiping days )
Yo hoo,
Yo peeps...whazzup. First of all, i would like to apologize for not putting in my Taiping friends in the previous post...people like Weiyang, Kevin , Gary, Mathan , Tan Sri Viknesh , Allan , Ranveer , Suresh, Justin Neoh and all have been part of my teenage life. Together we did a lot of stuff in school....remember the good ol hukuman helmet...and the bullying of AAD. I will always remember this phrase
Tharan : Eh, Mathan hows your yellow bike.?
Mathan : Not yellow la...mettalic Gold
How i wished i had taken pics of the Legendary AAD..... How Jai 'ramm' the bike one day after Mr OOn Maths Tuition.
I also miss the times me and Kicik used to run after tuition to the fish shop. To have the stupid race ...in which Ferrari the dumb ass always win. And also to get caught behind The Safety car.... ( ANy idea what happen to that girl ??? )
And i also miss the times Me and Ranveer used to go for Roti canai after Computer Class.....damn chun...i only can eat 2... Ranveer and Ronald can eat 3...celaka
And i also miss the Prefects room.. In which Weiyang burned some poor kid shirt... You know...i only duty there only once...i always lied to our group head... And i also remember dutying with Zombie...hehe. Dont know what happened to her...??
I always remember Raymond the Front Porch Head when i come late
THARAN....you always have some reason to give...Do you have a Book on excuses izzit..
And i also remember playing piano every friday for "Perhimpunan". I played the school song and Kok Sing played the Negaraku. And Gary will conduct the whole thing. Wei...i was the most reliable piano player..i only made 3 mistakes in my life. Remember my extra Verse i played...hahaa....Cant forget the faces of the teachers looing at me for that. But the principal smiled..so it was ok.
And i also remembered the incidents in lab...ha....Ervin broke the tap....Kups got Rumbled...and so on.
And the archives room....certainly lots of memories
Mr Phoons room....more memories
Chemistry tuition under Mr Yau...that was nice...remember the tea breaks we used to have...with the Char Siew Pau and the hot tea. and being served by that small boy and the Chain lady at the counter....
And i remember many many more things....
I remember the time when you guys hukuman helmet me....in FRONT OF MY MOM. but she was in the next class la dumbasses. Later at home
MOM : Eh i saw someone being whacked..
Tharan : Yup...
MOM : But, The person looked looked like you.
Tharan : NO laaaaaaa...not me..somebody else ( Cover UP )
I remember the times i had to be a good boy..coz my mom in school. Shit...that was hard.
i remember..i remember....shit man...there is a lot...
But before i end this post....i found this picture when searching for some book in the bookshelf at home. My mom is gonna kill me for posting this picture.haha. My mom picture many years ago..hahahaa...i am soooooo deaddd.
and my aeroplane set. This is a B747 from MAS
Yo peeps...whazzup. First of all, i would like to apologize for not putting in my Taiping friends in the previous post...people like Weiyang, Kevin , Gary, Mathan , Tan Sri Viknesh , Allan , Ranveer , Suresh, Justin Neoh and all have been part of my teenage life. Together we did a lot of stuff in school....remember the good ol hukuman helmet...and the bullying of AAD. I will always remember this phrase
Tharan : Eh, Mathan hows your yellow bike.?
Mathan : Not yellow la...mettalic Gold
How i wished i had taken pics of the Legendary AAD..... How Jai 'ramm' the bike one day after Mr OOn Maths Tuition.
I also miss the times me and Kicik used to run after tuition to the fish shop. To have the stupid race ...in which Ferrari the dumb ass always win. And also to get caught behind The Safety car.... ( ANy idea what happen to that girl ??? )
And i also miss the times Me and Ranveer used to go for Roti canai after Computer Class.....damn chun...i only can eat 2... Ranveer and Ronald can eat 3...celaka
And i also miss the Prefects room.. In which Weiyang burned some poor kid shirt... You know...i only duty there only once...i always lied to our group head... And i also remember dutying with Zombie...hehe. Dont know what happened to her...??
I always remember Raymond the Front Porch Head when i come late
THARAN....you always have some reason to give...Do you have a Book on excuses izzit..
And i also remember playing piano every friday for "Perhimpunan". I played the school song and Kok Sing played the Negaraku. And Gary will conduct the whole thing. Wei...i was the most reliable piano player..i only made 3 mistakes in my life. Remember my extra Verse i played...hahaa....Cant forget the faces of the teachers looing at me for that. But the principal smiled..so it was ok.
And i also remembered the incidents in lab...ha....Ervin broke the tap....Kups got Rumbled...and so on.
And the archives room....certainly lots of memories
Mr Phoons room....more memories
Chemistry tuition under Mr Yau...that was nice...remember the tea breaks we used to have...with the Char Siew Pau and the hot tea. and being served by that small boy and the Chain lady at the counter....
And i remember many many more things....
I remember the time when you guys hukuman helmet me....in FRONT OF MY MOM. but she was in the next class la dumbasses. Later at home
MOM : Eh i saw someone being whacked..
Tharan : Yup...
MOM : But, The person looked looked like you.
Tharan : NO laaaaaaa...not me..somebody else ( Cover UP )
I remember the times i had to be a good boy..coz my mom in school. Shit...that was hard.
i remember..i remember....shit man...there is a lot...
But before i end this post....i found this picture when searching for some book in the bookshelf at home. My mom is gonna kill me for posting this picture.haha. My mom picture many years ago..hahahaa...i am soooooo deaddd.
and my aeroplane set. This is a B747 from MAS
Sunday, April 23, 2006
A tribute to nice guys.....
The Nice guys..... the guys who are always forgotten, not credited , not recognized and not talked about. These are the people who make the world move. Here is a tribute to all thos guys out there...... WHO ARE NICE ( taken from an e-mail forward )
A toast to the nice guys out there.
This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and ^$^@*ing about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 30 SMSes, 12 voicemails on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative ^$^@*es. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, insane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
UPDATE : This Post is not about me ...its about other guys. I am not nice btw. I am more referring to people like Fabian, Chee way , Q , Ping , Alfred , Suraj , Ravin , Shahril, Fook Yih , Adrian, Sai Mun, Loon , Michael , Wee Jin ........etc etc...( Many more of you guys out there. Thank you for being my friend.
A toast to the nice guys out there.
This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and ^$^@*ing about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 30 SMSes, 12 voicemails on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative ^$^@*es. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, insane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
UPDATE : This Post is not about me ...its about other guys. I am not nice btw. I am more referring to people like Fabian, Chee way , Q , Ping , Alfred , Suraj , Ravin , Shahril, Fook Yih , Adrian, Sai Mun, Loon , Michael , Wee Jin ........etc etc...( Many more of you guys out there. Thank you for being my friend.
Something in my Inbox
Got this from Arun
YOU SAY GOD SAYS
You say: "It's impossible" God says: All things are possible
You say: "I'm too tired" God says: I will give you rest
You say: "Nobody really loves me" God says: I love you
You say: "I can't go on" God says: My grace is sufficient
You say: "I can't figure things out" God says: I will direct your steps
You say: "I can't do it" God says: You can do all things
You say: "I'm not able" God says: I am able
You say: "It's not worth it" God says: It will be worth it
You say: "I can't forgive myself" God says: I Forgive you
You say: "I can't manage" God says: I will supply all your needs
You say: "I'm afraid" God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear
You say: "I'm always worried and frustrated" God says: Cast all your cares on ME
You say: "I'm not smart enough" God says: I give you wisdom
You say: "I feel all alone" God says: I will never leave you or forsake you
Last but not least
Tharan Says : Ok..i am gonna study now. God might say : Yeah Right !!!!
:P
YOU SAY GOD SAYS
You say: "It's impossible" God says: All things are possible
You say: "I'm too tired" God says: I will give you rest
You say: "Nobody really loves me" God says: I love you
You say: "I can't go on" God says: My grace is sufficient
You say: "I can't figure things out" God says: I will direct your steps
You say: "I can't do it" God says: You can do all things
You say: "I'm not able" God says: I am able
You say: "It's not worth it" God says: It will be worth it
You say: "I can't forgive myself" God says: I Forgive you
You say: "I can't manage" God says: I will supply all your needs
You say: "I'm afraid" God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear
You say: "I'm always worried and frustrated" God says: Cast all your cares on ME
You say: "I'm not smart enough" God says: I give you wisdom
You say: "I feel all alone" God says: I will never leave you or forsake you
Last but not least
Tharan Says : Ok..i am gonna study now. God might say : Yeah Right !!!!
:P
Friday, April 21, 2006
this is why i want a camera phone..hehe
one day, after class in FOE building. I happen to pass by this class in Br1014 i think..not too sure. i managed to capture this picture
Moral of the story...always attend you classes. You never know what you might see and learn. :P
Moral of the story...always attend you classes. You never know what you might see and learn. :P
Thursday, April 20, 2006
penang trip
Hehe...sorry for the late delay guys.. sorry for no updates this past few days. Got a lot of work to do, U nite to work on.hehe. HEy..guys stop screwing Reza....U nite was a sucess....i tell you..it was a sucess. But screw the food la...that was bad. Pity them.. anyway, here are some pics on penang trip. Basically the trip was all about eating and eating and eating and eating. I truly enjoyed the buffet in Penang Club...damn coool.
One of the fuuny thing that happened to us in Penang was we wanted to go to Gurney Drive to collect my mom present. The Credit card gave my mom a present but it had to be collected in OSIM penang. So off we went to GUrney drive.....but ended up in Gurney Hotel...thanks to my bro so called directions. No wonder so easy to get parking.eh
Dad driving to Penang. if not mistaken already nearing the Ferry.
a picture of another ferry
Penang City
mom looking out of ferry
talking over a glass of wine. mom and bro on the couch
Dad waiting for his fish something something ( Some italian crap)
last but not least...
Captain bring your asss over to cyber pronto
**** sorry for the different picture sizes. Due to my mistake in Resizing *******
One of the fuuny thing that happened to us in Penang was we wanted to go to Gurney Drive to collect my mom present. The Credit card gave my mom a present but it had to be collected in OSIM penang. So off we went to GUrney drive.....but ended up in Gurney Hotel...thanks to my bro so called directions. No wonder so easy to get parking.eh
Dad driving to Penang. if not mistaken already nearing the Ferry.
a picture of another ferry
Penang City
mom looking out of ferry
talking over a glass of wine. mom and bro on the couch
Dad waiting for his fish something something ( Some italian crap)
last but not least...
Captain bring your asss over to cyber pronto
**** sorry for the different picture sizes. Due to my mistake in Resizing *******
Thursday, April 06, 2006
More picss !!!
Yo....this might be the last post for the week. Will be heading back to taiping for the weekend and will be there till next wed. haha..most probably i will be sleeping and eating and sleeping and wathcing tv. haha. And i am sure my parents are gonna make me drive here and there...become a driver for them.haih.
ANyway here are some prom pics...Enjoy
Reshmonu in action
Danial Lee, Malaysian Idol 2 winner
Jacklyn Victor. hehe. She has an absolute sexy voice. simply unbeatable
ANyway here are some prom pics...Enjoy
Reshmonu in action
Danial Lee, Malaysian Idol 2 winner
Jacklyn Victor. hehe. She has an absolute sexy voice. simply unbeatable
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Something to ponder
ever wondered if there were times if you do some good deed and in return faith whips you in your ass....well....it sure happens to me. NOt sure if is Karma or anything..but......aaah...Shit happens
And for the umpteenth time in my life...i screwed up another test. Well dont Tharan...you have just done something that you always do....screw you. damn.... HOW HOW HOW HOW
anyway lazy wanna post..here are some pics..
My dog Rover
Another of my dog, Rooney.
Some cool car which i saw in Penang
Some views outside Hostel window
Million dollar shot of Fong Fook Yih sleeping. Any bidders..? Look at where he puts his blanket...to cover his hair.
And for the umpteenth time in my life...i screwed up another test. Well dont Tharan...you have just done something that you always do....screw you. damn.... HOW HOW HOW HOW
anyway lazy wanna post..here are some pics..
My dog Rover
Another of my dog, Rooney.
Some cool car which i saw in Penang
Some views outside Hostel window
Million dollar shot of Fong Fook Yih sleeping. Any bidders..? Look at where he puts his blanket...to cover his hair.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
hehe
Yala...kree...for making so much fuss about the 2 korean guys dancing. I am not gay la...dumbass....just that i like the song. Jung Hwo Jumbo shit....something to do with CHinese restaurant in Korea. Nevermind...i shall introduce to all of you my gf...Hilary Duff..woo hoo. I like this song...Fabian wake up song in the morning. Wake up Wake up..haha but we never wake up also. Maybe She should sing Please Wake Up Wake up...ha
Anyway i have a test tomorrow. Damn..damn...damn. I think MMU is gonna kill us with tests. Screw you MMU....oops..i hope Mr President does not see this. I am sure gonna be screwed by him.hahha. Anyway see ya.
Anyway i have a test tomorrow. Damn..damn...damn. I think MMU is gonna kill us with tests. Screw you MMU....oops..i hope Mr President does not see this. I am sure gonna be screwed by him.hahha. Anyway see ya.
Monday, April 03, 2006
Owh gosh
I lost d bett...ahhhh. Fabian..i am sorry..but you are too good for me. You manage to keep you promise..i cant keep mine..sorry sorry soryy sorry. How la i can be naked in during the prom. Everyone in prom was asking about it, EVERYONE...in fact. the first thing they said when they saw me was....
E-Chaur = I heard you were suppose to be Naked
Yin Ching = Tharan, you were suppose to be naked right
Ser = I saw alfred status you were gonna be naked
Kree = Fucekr, make sure you be naked
Suraj = Tharan gonna be naked.....ahahhahaa
Alfred = Tarende gonna go to prom naked ( in yahoo status)
and many more...too much to remember
Fuhh...
E-Chaur = I heard you were suppose to be Naked
Yin Ching = Tharan, you were suppose to be naked right
Ser = I saw alfred status you were gonna be naked
Kree = Fucekr, make sure you be naked
Suraj = Tharan gonna be naked.....ahahhahaa
Alfred = Tarende gonna go to prom naked ( in yahoo status)
and many more...too much to remember
Fuhh...
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