mahalo blogspot .... aloha wordpress!

hi to all avid followers of my blog (as if... )

i have migrated my junks (some call it blog) to wordpress. a big thank you to blogger for hosting my blogs for the past years, swallowing my huge chunk of rantings and cursings...

why the migration?
basically, wordpress has given me a more adult approach in the blogworld.
the other one major factor is, i have wordpress application on my iTouch. which makes my access to blog in my daily journey to work a joy. apart from that... ermmm... i think thats about it.

meanwhile... enjoy..

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DelayNoMore = Diu lay lo mo

my brother's caption read Delay No More... so i went "hey! thats the brand of undies my wife got me...". to my surprise was his explanation behind the brand.... here goes.

"Delay no more" comes from Cantonese foul words with similar sounds (Diu lay lo mo), which means "fuck your mother".

Seldom used seriously and speak in verbally. "Delay no more" appears in writing as joke among Hong Kong people. A fashion brand in Hong Kong produced T-shirts with "DelayNoMore" on it and advertised it on large billboards.

oakleyless eyes

i think i do have strange visions. apart from my imperfect eyesight, i have a pretty bad night blindness issue. resulting me squinting for clarity in most occasions.

for the past two days, I've purposely tried to live the day without my Oakley. i do admit that it limits my already poor vision to look at the beautiful world. no more checking out of nice shoes on cool dudes, no more getting excited over cleavages, no more gore ogling of gigantic women, no more cute babies admiration from the distance.. gosh, this deal sucked.

on the other side, there's something good about it. without assisted vision, i'm a more composed and relaxed person. I'm more calm & couldn't care more of what's happening beyond the circumference of my vision. I'm beginning to love this...

true?

i received this on part of a forwarded mail today... every single one of them was thought by my folks. and of course back then, i thought all were mere bullshit. today, i came across this again.


The Holy Prophet (SAW) Said:
1) Four things that make your body sick:-
a)Excessive talking
b)Excessive sleeping
c)Excessive eating and
d)Excessive meeting/outing with people


2) Four things that destroys the body:-
a)Worrying
b)Sorrow (Sadness/Grief)
c)Hunger
d)Sleeping late at night

3) Four things that make the face looking dull and haggard:-
a)Lying
b)Being disrespectful/impudent (knowingly)
c) Baseless arguements
d)Excessive immorality (committing sins without fear)

4) Four things that make the face glow and shine:-
a) Piety
b) Loyalty
c) Generosity and kindness
d)Helpful to others without being asked

5) Four things make the Rizqi (Sustenance) stop:-
a) Sleeping till late in the morning (from Fajr to sunrise)
b) Not Performing Fardhu or Irregular in Prayers
c) Laziness/Idleness
d) Treachery/Dishonesty

6) Four things that bring/increase the Rizqi:-
a) Staying up in the night in prayers
b) Excessive Repentance
c) Regular Charity
d) Zikr (Remembrance of Allah)

goyang duyu..

wife has always complained abt me, when liking a song, i kept repeating it over and over again. this time, this indon group has really got on the top of my bushy head. check out this video.. tell me if its catchy enuff to make u hum along and do their 'macarena'. the lady vocalist is so damn cute. like my wife... muakz!!!!

chubby hubby

i saw this shit with wife at some petrol kiosk on our way to sentosa.

i so want it in my tum tum.

fantacey bullshits

it was exposed that the one from the special breed was accusing the one from the normal breed for twisting words. contradictingly, in the same paragraph, it was twisting its own words. please do grow up my little pony. cos fantasy, is when i go get into all the lifestyle of rich and famous yet very pretentious as if there's no dust in my life.

u are one really silly breed in fact. you disgust your breeders flying status with your own shit.

never had i cared about how your other similar breeders think about me. but again, u'll never know my limit.

only fools believe and trust your gold plated self. never one knew about the rust in you. or probably the fools knew it, but they were too dumb.

you go on have a great life with all your bullshit fantasy. trust me, it wont be for long.