Sunday, November 6, 2005

Can You Say Peppypurples And Minestromes ?

I bumped into an old collegemate yesterday while queuing up for Emily Rose (we didn't get any tickets - haha go get possessed everyone, maaf zahir dan batin, serve you right if you can't sleep). Anyway, this old friend is Tat, but I haven't seen him for years and he recognised me in the cinema Q, and so he whispered "Sssssimon .." to me. Scare the crap out of me my heart jumping beat coz I was staring at the E Rose poster suddenly got guys voice.

Well Tat and me go a long way back when we used to hang out in his 4x4 to find the next best place to have dinner. Yeah I was still about the same size then. Tat and me are like blood brothers, since I used to borrow his car and we share the same surname. We also had the same type of waterguns, and I mean like real waterguns, you perverts at Level 2. OK so puberty hit a decade later but it shouldn't stop us brothers from living our childhood, in college.

Regardless, I shouted "TAT !!!" the minute I heard my name being whispered and I asked him how long he had been standing there keeping quiet. Apparently he wasn't sure whether it was me, especially without a DNA lab nearby, and he was afraid he'd get the wrong person. I told him if that had happenned he'd be beaten up by now ahahahahahahahah. I laughed alone.

Tat's hair has changed. He looks like a pineapple now and I pointed that to him. I also told him he was balding so it was hard to recognise him. After being very loud with Tat, I realise he is a more civilised and subdued person now, especially with his sister and his gf around. I don't think they were quite excited to meet me, Simon Lee, as I shouted my introduction and unemployment to them.

As it turns out Tat is now known as Jack on his business card and he runs a computer shop called IT Peripherals Distribution. I cracked this joke about how I'll never call him Jack, Jack Jack for what ? Tat laahhhh bro. I don't even know how to say Peripherals, I say it is as Peppytortoise, or Peps for short. I don't even know whether anyone still uses that term, I know it's been replaced, but I can't remember by what.

Well Jack The Tatter runs an IT service repair facility and be sure to drop by and mention that "Brother Simon" sent you there to get discounts. I trust Jack.

IT Peripherals Distribution
102-A, Jalan 1/3B, Sunway Mas Commercial Centre,
47301, Petaling Jaya.
Tel : (603) 7880 2814

And no, I do not get any commission from this. Just helping Jack to jack off ahahaha !!! OMG.

Tat left shortly after our encounter and for some reason he told his gf to keep the engine warm so that they could leave ASAP. We did get to see Tat again a few minutes later where I went up to him, grabbed his arm, and told him to watch out. Ahahahaha. Again this didn't really rub off on anyone so quite curious hrmmm.

Anyways, I ordered Minestrone yesterday, but pronounced it as Minesweeper and was corrected by the waitress that it should be Meeneecansoup or something like that. So I point at the picture many times and got what I want.

In more news of unscrupulous behaviour, my joke about how convicts can photostate Monopoly "Get Out Of Jail" cards many times to exit prison as much as they want did not go down well with Sarah. But I find it so hillarious ahahaha I still laugh at it to myself while at the car wash, don't you find it ingenious.

The GSC Counter Gal is real cute but beauty without the ability to provide us with tickets for Emily Rose on a Sunday is just pointless.

More jokes that didn't work out : how do you feel when somebody keeps saying "HUR?!!!" to you ? You get HURt. Hahah, get it ? Cheryl did, but thinks that's real lame even for somebody like me. More curiousity ...

Saturday, November 5, 2005

Why Do I Subject Myself To This ?

On a recent night out I realise that my body starts to degrade at as early as 1:30AM. It's coming to a point where even if I didn't really hangout for a few years and finally take a whole day off to sleep and then go out at night, I'd get tired as soon as we get there.

Why ?

The body starts to degrade past 20. The human organs, eyesight, hearing, they start to fall apart little by little and there is no way to stop it.

I only recently realised that these days when me and friends take effort to hangout we start to complain all the way home - fatigue, headache, hungry, cannot tahan, want to die, no gf, drinks too potent, college kids nowadays carry handphone for what, working people drive cars for what, back in our days we walk in snow to school, etc. etc.

Why ?

The body starts to degrade past 20. The human mind begins to envy the youth between ages 12 to 18 and we imagine that life when we were that age was simple and pure. Yet in truth we had our own evils growing up, from as simple as our parents time when they ponteng sekolah to play at waterfall to our time when we ponteng sekolah to play with girls and these days the kids ponteng sekolah to play with boys.

My friends and me, we're slowly being phased out by younger kids who can stay awake way much later (or earlier). Us, we just want to take a step back and stay in the safety zone. Like go to bed at 11:30PM after watching Discovery in our blue pyjies. We want to be fresh and awake for the break of dawn. We calculate the required 80 hours of sleep daily right to 5 decimal points.

Why ?

The body starts to degrade past 20. It just cannot take the same type of beating Subang college kids can handle.

Oh besides the exciting times out, on the journey home the question was more of why we subject ourself to such torture and financial woes, the hassles of partying, more than how enlightening trance music is. 

It's times like these that I worry we just ain't built as tough as we used to anymore.

On the upside, I can still handle roller coasters and fast food. That being an oxymoron, clogged arteries will stop you from the coasters, and you'll have to quit both eventually.

The food pyramid never made more sense than it does these days.

Worried ! Worried !