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Traffic police

March 28, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 6 Comments →

Whew… what a fucking narrow escape. My driving license expired a week ago. Nowadays I drive very slow… maximum 100 km/h. All this because I have 4 summonses to settle first. All for speeding offenses. 1 in KL (I think on Seremban Highway somewhere Serdang), 1 in Gombak (somewhere from FRIM-Selayang Utama) and 2 from Sabak Bernam (when I went to Sg. Besar twice on different dates). Fuck. Imagine the road from Assam Jawa all the way to Kuala Selangor to Tg. Karang to Sg. Besar is better than Jalan Ipoh in terms of width and condition. They just finished upgrading the road (after BN won the election). There’s not much vehicles on the road, 2-lanes each side, kampung area, bushes everywhere, a very straight coastal road etc etc. How can you drive in a 60km/h speed limit when your’re heading to Sg. Besar from Tg. Karang which in around 40-45 km away, on a scorching-sun afternoon?! My hommie, Yea Chern (MBA), will alert me whenever I’m booked because he is one of the people handles the POLISKL sms system at 32728 (dapat.com).

Well, this morning I was driving to Cheras from Kepong via Middle Ring Road 2 (MRR2). I was travelling at the speed limit.. 80 km/h on the fast lane (outer-most lane). Just when about to reach the Batu Caves flyover (above the roundabout), I slowed down to around 60-70 km/h and was still travelling on the fast lane. Suddenly a traffic jam on the flyover was visible and I thought… fucked. Tiu lor.

Then I jammed the brakes when I see only the middle lane was not closed. The outer and inner lanes blocked/closed. Everyone was squeezing through the middle lane and I was flagged by one of the 4 obese cops operating the road block. They were trying to make some money here. So, I stopped my car aside.

<<*Window down*>>

Obese Corrupt Cop: Show me your driving license and identity card (IC).
G: Ok. (I was trembling and trying to prolong the situation by doing some keling* acting as if the wallet is very hard to get out from the pocket, once out, tried to get it out from between a stack of various cards)
Obese Corrupt Cop: Where are you from and where are you heading to?
G: I am from Kepong and heading to Cheras. (still in the midst of acting)
Obese Corrupt Cop: Ok. Ok. No need already, you can fuck off.
G: Ok. Thank you.
(the obese cop walked away pursuing another potential victim)

I know I’m not in the wrong and maybe he saw the cash I’ve got in my wallet. Ha. Luckily I put the cash all in my pocket and not in the wallet. I left 1 piece of RM50.00 note in the wallet. Maybe he still have some good conscience in him and don’t want to take my only RM50 note and leave me without money. Or maybe he saw my camera on the front passenger seat and various namecards on my speedometer lid cluster and guessed my profession. Argh, whatever. This is bad omen.

keling - referring to the Indian race. The word is widely use among the chinese. My late grandma told me that typical estate Indians in the older days used to wear some bells on their legs and thus the “kling kling” sound…. kling kling…. keling. Thats how the word was coined.

the land above the clouds

March 26, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 5 Comments →


Went to Genting yesterday. Actually its a boring place especially to me because the main attraction there is the casino, the only in Malaysia. Kelvin and the MBA (yea chern) were very enthusiastic with their investments. They can really spend a lot of time there.

The musical show, Mysteria was the entertaining part. The theme’s on ancient Egyptians. Too bad we’re not allowed to take pictures in the arena, but managed to steal a few shots after the show when everyone’s leaving and the show attendants was to busy running here and there, up and down the hall stopping people to take pictures. What the fuck. I paid and I can’t just take a picture for my own use?

After the show, went window shopping with Ken and his 2 other friends. Kelvin’s couple and MBA couples went to casino. Walked into the Vincci shoes store and Ken was sitting on the stool. Took a picture of him and those gayish salesmans came charging at me asking me to keep away my camera. What the fuck. What’s wrong with taking pictures?

The Hardest Part

March 25, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 2 Comments →

“You can take a picture of something you see……” , suddenly Chris Martin’s voice shocked everyone in the customers service lounge at hong leong assurance, jalan kia peng. Well, it was the phone which rang last Friday afternoon while I’m busy settling some shit at hong leong assurance. Answered the call. It was LiEw. I told him I’ll call back in a moment.

So, 15 minutes later, I called him and he told me his girlfriend met an accident somewhere in Bandar Tun Razak. He’d called up to ask for help. Well, if that is his girlfriend, fine. Her car rear ended a Waja in front of her, and the Waja hit the car in front of it. A chain collision. Her car sustained a more serious damage. Liew also told me that there’s some workshop people already reached the accident scene. I knew for sure, salesman (previously dubbed callman) from KO* will be there. I was right. Got the girl’s number and when I called up, she’s kinda stammering, partly because of the shock.. I’d guess. She’s kinda reluctant to allow the salesman to tow the car to their workshop. She said the salesman tried to convince her to allow them to tow the car. Asked her to pass the phone to the guy and I spoke to him.

G: Allo, I’m her friend. Now hows the thing there?
Salesman: Her Kenari’s front mask including the radiator are all broken.
G: Really?! Oh, if thats the case, then I’ll tell her to let you guys tow the car since you all are there already.
Salesman: Ok.
G: By the way, which workshop are you from??
Salesman: KO. Our workshop is just down the road…
G: Eh… isn’t it your boss, Mr. YF ?!
Salesman: (what the fuck) Eh… you know him?????
G: Of course. I’m endroo from “M’adjusters”.
Salesman: Oh…. so how ah? How about your friend’s car?
G: Pass the phone to her!
Salesman: Ok ok.

Then I told her (Liew’s gf) that the radiator’s broken/leaked. So if she continues driving, the engine might get overheated and cause further damages. They are the nearest workshop around there. Then she said ok. Ok to let the salesman to tow the car and run the show for her. Take her to the police station to lodge police report etc. She’s kinda convinced at this point. Hung up and called Liew. Told him everythings fine. Great.

Then… about 28 minutes later, the salesman called me up. He got my number from the girl.

G: Allo.
Salesman: Hey, now the girl don’t want us to tow her car. Her father said that they will be sending the car to the Perodua franchised workshop.
G: What the fuck. Her father?
Salesman: Yes. Her father.
G: Well then, if its her father’s decision, I’ve got nothing to say. Actually I know her boyfriend only. I don’t want to get involved in someone’s business, plus this is her father’s decision. I can’t say anything.
Salesman: I understand. Then, let it be. Thanks anyway. Next time when you come to KO*, I’ll buy you drink.
G: Ok lar. Alright. By the way, you manage to hook up any of the other cars involved ?
Salesman: Nope, they said they already engaged tow trucks.
G: Oh, ok lah.

Well, first of all, I’m trying to help here. Afterall, I didn’t recommend any workshop. Its just so happen he (the salesman) was there and KO* is a decent workshop anyway. Perodua franchised workshop? It is just walking distance from KO*… a few rows of shops away.

Just in case some of you don’t know, these franchised workshop sub-contracts the collision repair jobs to outsider which KO* might be one of them. I don’t know. Isn’t it irony?

Sad news we all hear

March 22, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 4 Comments →

Received an email from my ex-colleague the other day and was shocked that the shit happened and to our horror, she sustained injuries after falling onto a pavement which requires her to seek medical attention at the prosthodontics department and maxillo facial department. By the way, I’m refering to a snatch theft tragedy here. As I have experienced it first hand myself last year (luckily minus the injury, though), I know what she’s going through now. Before this, there was another colleague who was snatched right at the door of her apartment. Man, this is all crazy. Malaysians are all fucked up crazy. Pigs are idiots.

As we all know, many of all these snatch thieves are of that pig race, we often fail to understand why they would resort to this sohai craft. Ok, lets do some analysis. Here’s something I can sum up to:

1. Many of these society’s scum are those “nata karan” (a Tamil word which is unknown to me of its origin). Many of them have a similar trait. They are those who hails from kampungs (villages), not educated, poor upbringing, the fact that they are stupid and they know it but they still have no initiative at all even to get a job as a rubbish collector (Alam Flora), just loiter around in five-foot way… wasting time talking cock, or perhaps.. if situation permits, trying to rape their family member.

2. Some of these scums of pigs have a day job… probably as a despatch boy, a security guard or a window cleaner just to name a few. And as we all know, the wages for a pig is far lower as compared to an Ah Beng or maybe a macha for some job. This all drived them to resort to this sohai craft for an additional source of income. And they certainly need to do it because of the higher cost of living in KL is too much for them to bear.

3. They just want easy money and they are lazy. Sometimes have you ever wondered why we see a lot of pig men in their cars waiting to pick up someone at the office building entrance ?! You can know whether they work or not by looking at their clothes. Some brought along their kids and clad in just a t-shirt and a trouser, waiting for their wife/girlfriend to leave office at 5.30pm. Don’t these idiots work? I wonder how they manage to get home to change the clothes and bring along the kids after they (the husbands/boyfriends) dismises working hour. Man, I think they don’t mind “eating slipper rice” (”getting a lady to feed your fucking mouth”; grinding is left to the wife/girlfriend)

So… please take precaution when you’re on the streets of KL. Never walk on the outer side of the pedestrian pavement.

SMIH Annual Dinner 2006

March 19, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 2 Comments →

So, this year we will be having a makan feast. BBQ-steamboat buffet. All you can eat.

Venue: Restoran Talipon (Telephone Restaurant), Jalan Kuchai Lama {NON-HALAL}
Date: 1st April 2006 (Saturday)
Time: 7.00pm (sharp?), hopefully you all can be there by 6.30pm to snap up tables.

*No dresscode but bear in mind that there may be some oil from the BBQ hot pan. So white clothes is not very advisable. Up to you. Don’t wear thick clothes as you will sweat like hell. They (the restaurant) sell beer.

Porridge steamboat at Swiss Garden?

March 19, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy No Comments →


So, this is not where Lee is working. Definitely not although this restaurant is also named Swiss Garden. But why “swiss garden”? Is it because the words rhymes? Why don’t they name it Shangri-La Steamboat and Fish Head Restaurant? Who cares. Its located at Aman Suria, Petaling Jaya (PJ tai kong ??). Its very near to the eye-catching Baywatch Cafe/Pub. There’s a few rows of new shops around that area which can be seen from the NKVE.

Ok. Well, the food here I’m reviewing are the porridge steamboat (chuk tai fo wo) and some other dishes. First things first, the porridge was very carefully blended with, of course, fragranced rice (beras wangi) and skins of soya bean milk (fu chuk). The aroma is just mouth-watering. Then, there are the normal seafood stuffs like the fishballs, meatballs, prawns, crabmeat roll, “white vege” (direct translation from Chinese), “life vege” (direct translation from Chinese), fish fillets, fish noodles, porkballs, beancurds, golden needle mushrooms, dumplings, wan tan’s bla bla bla etc. Just like the normal steamboat, you just dump everything into the pot of porridge and let it cook. Be ready in minutes. Oh, by the way, they still have a list of steamboat stuffs which you can add for your meal.

Besides the steamboat, this restaurant have their own recipes for chickens and fishheads. As they are famous in fishheads (or so they claimed), they have fishhead curry and many other types of fishead dishes. As I went yesterday with my family, we had this mak chap kai (I dont know what its called in English, its a chicken dish though). It came with some chopped gingers sprinkled on it. Man, sometime its very hard to translate the cooking jargons to English if you’re not so keen in cooking.

Overall the place is not bad. Worth a try. At least there’s a lot of parking space, the area is still not so crowded and its still clean. The restaurant’s toilet is clean. In terms of porridge steamboat, they are still not to the level in terms of varieties of steamboat stuffs with the one in Pudu, Farmland Porridge Steamboat. But, at Pudu you have to look for parking space which is scarce and wait for your turn to be seated. Hell damn a lot of people. Maybe because they are the famous pioneer. Ok, enjoy your food. We live to eat. “man yi sek wai thin”.

Fraud ?

March 18, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy No Comments →

Fraud A Worrying Crime, Says IGP
15 March 2006, By BERNAMA

KUALA LUMPUR — The police are finding it hard to fight fraud cases where criminals of criminal breach of trust (CBT), cheating and forgery have amassed a whopping RM784.9 million in 6,422 cases last year. Inspector General of Police Tan Sri Bakri Omar said the police were less successful in fighting fraud as compared to other crimes such as rape, murder and drug cases where the solving rate exceeded 40 per cent. “For fraud cases such as CBT, cheating and forgery cases, the solving rate is about 33 per cent or one third of the reported cases. But there are various reasons which contribute to this,” he said in a keynote address at the official opening of the seminar on ‘Insurance Fraud - Detection, Investigation and Prevention’ here Wednesday. Bakri said eventhough the number of cases increased by leaps and bounds, the number of officers under the Commercial Crime Investigation Department (CCID) remained at 80 officers, which eventually led to a backlog of cases. “Due to this, since January this year, the CCID has quadrupled its size (320 officers) when compared it was a branch of the Criminal Investigation Department,” he said. However, Bakri said there was a drop in fraud losses last year as against 2004 where fraudsters “got away” with RM813.7 million with a slightly-lesser 6,404 cases.

Bakri said commercial crime cases now were very complex and diverse with fraudsters continuing to be inventive and getting more sophisticated by the day which required knowledgeable and experienced officers to handle the cases. “Experienced criminal investigation officers with qualifications of law, accounting, multimedia, forensic accounting, banking are being roped in to carry out the challenging task,” he said. Bakri said the police had also set up its own forensic unit which had been very fruitful in solving many cases when assisting commercial crime investigations. He said periodic meetings between CCID officers with various bodies such as the Securities Commission, Bank Negara Malaysia and other professional bodies had benefitted the parties involved to curb the crime. “In these meetings, ideas and information are exchanged, minor problems are ironed out and red tapes are reduced. All these are aimed at providing a better service to the public,” he said. On insurance fraud, Bakri proposed insurance fraud to be identified as a specific crime as to define what constituted the crime, along with the penalties that could be imposed. He said the move would be easier to prosecute cases since it was timely to formulate significant provisions in the Penal Code to address the serious problem of insurance fraud. He also said immunity statutes should also be considered to provide protection for good faith exchange of information between insurers or law enforcement officials or organisation and exempt them from lawsuits brought against them.

Bakri said insurance fraud would push up the cost of operations of the industry and would in turn be passed to the general public which would end in paying higher premium. “So it is not a battle of the police alone, there must be sound cooperation and collaboration between the police, the insurance industry, adjusters and general public to thwart insurance fraud effectively,” he said. The seminar is jointly organised by the Malaysian Insurance Institute, The National Claims Society, the Association of Malaysian Loss Adjusters, Bank Negara Malaysia and the Royal Malaysia Police. The seminar aims to expose local and international participants on the current regional fraud scenario, latest strategies and techniques in preventing and detecting fraud, insight of police investigations, forensic investigation and the art of collecting fraud evidence.

The death of a drain fish

March 16, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 21 Comments →

Yeah… drain fish. Ikan longkang. Got a these fishes during CNY to amuse little Laurence while he was here. No one plays with him when all the other kid went home after pai nien. So my mom bought these fishes (17 fishes). Furthermore, its for some feng shui purposes. Getting a bit superstitious.

All the fishes grown very fat compared to the time we just bought them. I fed them every 2 hours (if I’m at home) and they enjoy supper and late supper (sometime 1.00-2.00am before I sleep) everyday. But yesterday mom told me that after she changed the water during the day time, 4 fishes died minutes after that. Strange. Is it because of water contamination? Chlorine overdose? Well, I don’t put anti-chlorine. They survived more than a month. Why only now they die? Strange.

Later at night, when I came home (mom was out), I saw another 2 zombies in the aquarium. I took if off with my hand and instructed Mr. Bean to open the door. He obeyed. Then I went downstairs with the 2 dead fishes and fed the mother cat (see the previous post). While the mother cat was eating a fish, the kitten came up for the other fish. I pushed it away in a blow and it flew a 1.5ft away. Then the mother cat came up and gobbled up the 2nd fish. The mother cat should eat so that she can produce milk for the kitten.

Its now only a kitten left with the mother cat. The other 2 kittens as you can see in the picture (also in previous post) are missing I guess. Or maybe they’re dead. :) Haha. Or maybe someone cat-napped them (IT’S NOT ME, OK). Please bear with me with all this kitten stories. I just hate them. *I’m a crazy guy at times*

Ok, fucking off. Wanna go and disturb the cats.

Bloody cats

March 15, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 7 Comments →




Just when I saw these cats, I mean the mother cat and the kittens… lingering around my apartment block, my long lost hatred to this particular species of the felidae family came back all in a sudden. I don’t know why. I just hate these cats. Sorry to some of you reading this post who might just have a cat at home, who loves cat more than LiEw, etc. I don’t mean to be like this but maybe this is somekind of karma. Maybe I was a rat in my past life, of which was tortured by some cats or even worse, eaten by cats. Now in this life, its payback time, I just wanna make life harder for the cats…. to be exact the kittens, actually. Now at this age, I’ll only disturb the kittens. Only my cousin knows how many kittens we’ve tortured… or perhaps slaughtered when I was 6 or 7 years old and he was 4 or 5 years old. Ramos (not his real name), if you’re reading this… please leave a comment. Remember the drains in the alley? *No connection with Alley Cats please.

The cats cannot be seen these few days. That day I kicked that black/dark grey kitten (see the picture). It was sleeping/snoozing on the staircase when I reached home quite late the other day. I looked around, up & down and it’s mother and the other two siblings were not sighted to which delighted me very much. The kitten was not aware of my presence as I said it was snoozing. In two blinks of an eye, I kicked or should I say flicked that fucking kitten from the staircase to the floor… from about 3-4 steps up from the floor. After the flick, the kitten was awoke by the act and just frozed. Just like when someone slap you while you’re fast asleep and once you’re awaken, trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. Looking at the kitten was so entertaining when this euphoria strucked me. By the way, I thought of cat-napping the kitten(s) and presenting it as an amusement for the 7 doggs of Lee’s immediate neighbour. Then the doggs won’t be so noisy and his parents (Lee Sr.) can have a good night sleep.

I read an article published in either The Star or The Sun (I can’t remember) a week or two ago about this Chinese woman (in China of course) who crushed the kitten’s head with her stiletto heel. It really made my day after reading the article. I never heard of anyone with such degree of fanciness to this shit. The pictures tell n words.

So, before anyone who’s affliated with some SPCA or SPCA-styled shit coming over me, I just wanna say, lets have some fun. Well, if any of you have kittens at home, please let me know if I ‘m going to your house. I don’t want this uncontrollable villain in me do havoc in your house which may mar our whatever-ship. Rest assured, as this is only harmful to kittens. Any other pet(s) of yours is safe even a fat domestic cat (grown up cat).

FUCK ALL THE DISGRACED FUCKING ULAMAS

March 12, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 6 Comments →


Saw this very disturbing banner yesterday evening when I was going for dinner at PJ. I was waiting for the traffic light to turn green when I saw this fucking banner.

This banner situated at the crossroad (under the flyover) coming from Sg. Buloh where you turn right towards LDP and left towards Techno Discotheque.

“Terima kasih kepada kerajaan Barisan Nasional kerana menaikkan harga minyak.” It simply means -> thanks to the Barisan Nasional government for increasing the fuel price. Barisan Nasional is the alliance of a few political parties that formed a powerful coalition. I can’t see who’s the responsible party behind this stupid banner but surely they are some of the country’s most disgraced motherfuckers of all time. If you take a closer look the picture, you can see they are some “…..ulama pelapis negeri Selangor”. I will keep you all informed if I manage to spare some time to go and take the shit down personally.

World Cup: A shattered hope

March 11, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy No Comments →

So… I was mislead by the newspaper today. Last Thursday, read about the arrival of the FIFA World Cup (that trophy) in KL (Berjaya Times Square). On Wednesday, it was opened only for the fucking VIPs (very idiotic people) and it was available for the public viewing from Thursday onwards. Fixed a date with Lee & Nicole to see the Cup just now after work… after 1.00pm (Saturday).

Went to Times Square, have our lunch and then looked for the “Manhattan Ball Room” as what the paper The Sun reported. We couldn’t find it and we asked a guy at the information counter to assist us.

G: Excuse me, Boss. We want to see the World Cup. How do we get there??
Info Guy: Oh, I’m afraid you gotta catch the next available flight to either Bangkok or Jakarta to see the Cup.
G: What???!! What the fuck?!
Lee: Huh?! What is this, G?! You bluffed me… fuck.
Info Guy: It was available for 1 day ONLY. That was Thursday. Ha. Anything else?!
G:Ok, thanks. May the Force be with Deutschland.
Lee: England boleh !!

[*walked off*]

Why is it only available on Thursday when everyone is working??? I geared up with my DFB jersey, with a hope of getting a glimpse of the coveted Cup of Life…. but thats what they did to me. Its a very stupid action to set the viewing time to weekdays. I don’t mind if they impose an entrance fee of, say RM2.00 (not more than that please). I am willing to pay just to see the Cup and take a picture of it. I can’t afford to go to Germany to watch the finals, even if I do, I won’t get any chance to see the Cup. So this was supposed to be a very lucky chance but its now no more. Fuck. Lets wait for another 4 years.

Why we blog ?!

March 11, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 2 Comments →

When I moved to Blogspot, I only realized how retarded that Friendster’s blog was. So, why do we blog? I may be a little bit late to catch up with the addiction (blogspot been in the scene for I think since Linux kernel 2.0 or maybe a little earlier) but its part of life and its a place to write out shits and occupy my time rather than reading the newspaper in the toilet for 3 hours (now only 1.5 hours).

The business here at this blog is far better than the Friendster blog of mine. Thanks to the links from keeykeey, I got some new readers and more feedbacks/comments from them. They are kind of a people who take their blogs seriously, well, like me. They keep up with the happenings of their hommies through blogs. All their hommies do blog.

How I wished my hommies blog, as regularly as them (liewxxx or keeykeey’s connections). Share their daily happening(s), new eating place they went, how fucked up is the office, etc etc. Something, anything. A photo and a small caption will do. A picture tells a thousand words and some say a million words. Thats fucking true.

Imagine if Ng blogs, he would be publishing his safari trips in Africa where lions whack (eat) horses, cannibals whack the civilized or about his African colleagues’ comment on the Gudang Garam Surya, et-cetera. YY would be writing about the days she been through after the London bombings, about that we could’ve seen her live on CNN/BBC where she was at the vigil in Trafalgar Sq or maybe her Paris trip last Christmas/New Year. Yea Chern, MBA (that’s Masters in Betting Administration, mind you) would be publishing his get-rich-quick investment journals, Lee with his football analysis comparable to Sherby’s (Singh) or perhaps sometimes about his lust for weird but nice food. Sean would’ve been updating us on pictures of his new house from the day before it was demolished and rebuilt to the one now which we finally saw last weekend. Yip would’ve told us about his car ‘98 Subaru Impreza, his Powerbooks, his journeys across the United States of America to carry out his work or trip with his girlfriend etc. These are just to name a few persons….. some others do blog but very they update it 2 months once. :(

As we are all seeing each other less nowadays due to work, family commitments, staying far away or just sick of seeing that person everyday, this is a good way to keep others well-informed about yourself. At least, when you all meet, there’s something to start a conversation or, for those who are away for quite sometime (ie. overseas), there’s a chance of a gap (or some shit I don’t really know how to describe) between you and I because of not seeing each other for a long time. Sometimes, we are a bit lazy to craft an email, let alone reply it. Not like a blog, where you can just chip in a line of comment and stay in touch in that way. A more flexible way I’d guess. We can roughly understand a person’s character through their blog, I’d guess, again.

Enough. That’s all I wanna say. Hope you all understand what I wanna say. Please drop by an URL (in the comment section) for your blog if you blogs. Negara Ku, tanah tumpahnya darah ku, rakyat hidup bersatu dan maju…… bla bla bla bla..

Ok, good nite.

Hommie in office

March 07, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 6 Comments →

Don’t get any close friend or hommie to work in the same place. Thats my advice. You’ll regret it. Trust me. I’m now very pissed off at times. Something happened this morning. I was so pissed off and fucked him, Basket. Argghhhh. You know I don’t fuck people for no reason… sometime they gave us no choice.

I was taking a bath yesterday morning…. when the cellphone rang. He kept calling a few times in a row. About 5-6 missed calls. He know I don’t wake up so early but this morning I woke up a bit early. I then washed my hands, cleanse the soaps and walked out of the bathroom, naked, took the phone and called him.

G: Halo, what the fuck? (in a very angry tone)
Basket: Yo.. why are you not picking up phone?
G: Maka chau hai nei ah**, I’m taking my bath !!!! What the fuck??
Basket: Eh, is this TP workshop* near CL workshop*??
G: Yes ! Just 2 doors away ! You don’t have any other colleagues besides me to ask??? (in a very fucking angry tone).
Basket: No lah, ask you better mah. By the way, wanna go breakfast ?? I come over to your place.
G: I’m in a hurry to office. You help yourself ! Anything else?? I’m taking my bath. Ok. Fuck off. (in a very very angry tone)
<<*Hung up*>>

Before this, he used to call me very early in the morning… before 8.00 am and I’ve warned him. Some of you may say he did nothing wrong. Yeah.. right. I’ve told him many times, not to call me before 9.30am let alone before 8.00am where the official office hour starts at 8.30am. I don’t even take light breakfast, well, just a cup of coffee to start the engine running. He knew it. Thats my style. I know by right, 8.30am is the start of official working hour… but as a friend can’t you compromise a bit and call me after 9.30am ?? Unless there’s a very fucking urgent case or something, that you need an immediate answer, but this is already overboard. Also.. this guy a psycho. He wanna come to Sri Damansara from Selayang for breakfast and then he gotta go to Ampang. Whoa…. he must have not seen the rush hour jam. Sohai.

So, don’t fix your close friend to work in the same company as you. They will bug you for the rest of your working days. They will ask you things they shouldn’t be asking. They will try to be clever when they are not. When they are in deep shit, other colleagues will ask you why you recommend such a person into the company. And especially if they (your friend) would talk without using their brain, please be careful. These fellahs will say things that shouldn’t be said in the office (in case there’s an eavesdropper lurking somewhere in the office)… worse… in aloud. Fuck. They might get some other colleagues in deep shit as you know, there are politics in the office. You won’t know who’s who… who are the human and who are the ghost. And especially if you’re working in a very sensitive job (ie. investigators).

Don’t be like me.

*Some vehicle collision repair centre in Ampang
** A harsh Chinese profanity

I like to move it move it (x2)

March 05, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 6 Comments →

The yard in Sean’s house. (Picture taken on my SE P900)

So.. this morning went swimming at Casa Mila, Ideal Heights with Sean Jean, Michelle, ChiaYee and Sean’s bro, Julian. Striked 8.48 am, I’m already in the pool doing doggy style.. Damn… I don’t even wake up this early on a working day. Anyway, its good and healthy since I have a three-months. After swimming, had a light breakfast. The delicious nasi lemak with rendang daging (beef dry curry) with extra rice at the Selayang Jaya (my hometown) market. Yummy.

After breakfast… or should I say brunch, went site seeing. First, went to Lee’s new houses at Selayang Heights. His parents already there, yeah… what can 2 retirees do on a Sunday afternoon. Despite the fucking hot glaring weather they couldn’t care much and were so excited with the upcoming new house. Damn… his parents bought 2-unit of apartments of different phase/design. We’re all fooled again. Thats 2 (two) units man. Though its not ready yet but its a very nice place with swimming pool, gymnasium, saunas, etc. Hilly area. Pinggiran Templer. He will be shifting-in around July-August. He told me we gotta help him on moving day. Sure.. no prob…. but there’s extra work. Some of his stuffs mainly cupboards, tables, king size beds etc would not fit into the smaller house…. so all these we gotta help him to shift to Nicole’s place at Wangsa Maju, Genting Klang… a 5th floor (top) flat. No lifts. Now this is shit. Fucked him and asked him to dismantle the stuffs if possible, before moving. By the way, wanna know why his family want to shift away from the current place ? Check out these dogss, man. But now the dogss’ house is for sale (with all value-addeds: the foulest stench in the neighbourhood). Lee have got no more strength to fuck anymore after knowing about this news. They wanna shift because of the doggs and now there’re about to shift, the doggs’ gonna move away too. Ayoyo.

Then we went to see Sean’s new bungalow in Mutiara Homes, Mutiara Damansara. Walking distance from The Curve. He would’ve shifted in time to celebrate Chinese New Year there but there were some misfortunes that happened. The water tanks leaked and I mean 2-3 tanks of very huge tanks. Gallons of water gushed down to the rooms to the upper hallway to the staircase to the dining area…. all the floorings are timber flooring. Wall cabinets, beds, etc have to be done again and therefore delayed for moving. Nevermind, “chee loong yap sui” (kandang babi masuk air / “water went into the pigs pen”). Man… you gotta check out his landscaped yard with the fish pond for kois (japanese carps). The house we saw is a version 2.0. By that, I mean that the house is not the one of the originally built by the developer of the township. The original one was whacked/demolished down to… only the main pillars left and was rebuilt from scratch. Furthermore, its a corner lot. Yo, this is real estate.

From Sean’s new house, we proceeded to Chia Yee’s new house at Kota Damansara…. the part near the Kota Damansara exit of the North Klang Valley Expressway (NKVE), and name of the place, Seri Utama. We didn’t stop and go into the house. We just passed by and its a double-storey link house. Chia Yee didn’t bring the keys as we suddenly decided to go there. Gated community. Not bad… I see a lot of Chinese stays there.

Choki will be moving to Mastiara, Ipoh Road. Also heard Towkay Teh will be moving to Desa Park City… somewhere near Manjalara, Kepong. Ken? Ken will be moving to Kepong Prima. Yeah… can always ask him for bak kut teh (pork in herbal tea). Thats the Malaysian most-loved non-halal fast food. Anyone else? Hmmm… now dAniEL also thought of seeing a lot (lot as in a lot of 1 acre land).

Well, looks like a lot of people moving away from hometown. Yeah, its time for a change. People need some new environment, start a second chapter of life, get out of the crowded area and earn some bucks selling the ever demanding properties in the fast-paced growing West Side of Selayang… land of the Idealian. More info on this (properties) should be referred to this macha, Lingesh. They’re the professionals. Now with a few moving away from hometown, the frequency of travelling to Selayang for a drink or for a meal, would be lesser. Because of the majority are staying in Selayang and I’m the only one staying somewhere in a distant, I’ve gotta travel to meet them rather than they come over to my place. Well, there were few times that they came over though. So, now, those who gonna be shifting to this side of the city (Kepong-LDP-Sg.Buloh)
, will join me in demanding the hometown guys to come over this side for meals, drinks, outings etc. Haha. Reinforcements.

Prices UP, Badawi DOWN ????

March 03, 2006 By: endroo G Category: Bloggy 7 Comments →



Whoa…. these people protested today at KLCC this afternoon after the Muslims done with their Friday prayers. These pictures are not taken from Google Earth and its courtesy of choki and was taken from her office on the 47th floor of the Petronas Twin Tower. I was totally not aware of this shit or else I’d be one of the rioters blowing whistle thereat KLCC. I went to Shah Alam at that time.

From the pictures, we can see that the banner put up by the protesters reads “Harga Naik, Badawi Turun” (Prices up, Badawi down). The Federal Reserve Unit (FRU) personnels were all over the places. In case some of you don’t know whats going on here…ok, the fuel price was increased on 28th Feb and here they protest/riot. Badawi refers to our Malaysian Prime Minister, Dato’ Seri Abdullah bin Haji Ahmad Badawi. Now, these rioters want the PM to step down/resign/sacked whatever… hmmmmmm.

So, will the protest bring any benefit to the rakyat (the people) especially the middle-class income people? Hope it will reflect in our salary or else it will cause more inflation and even corruption. They said they could save millions if not billions on the fuel subsidies… and the money saved will be used to improve infrastructures, developement et-cetera. This deja-vu seems to be very happening eh. I’d bet some of the money will end up in the hands of some fucked-up money politicians, someday somewhere. Corruption will prevail and salaries of the working-classe remain. Many of you should’ve know why by now….. don’t you? Don’t you ????