Just something that i thought of when editing this photo i took a while ago. Why am i editing photos so late at nite? Cos i cant sleep, and i am on leave tomorrow... ;) and Wednesday... “A thorn defends the rose, harming only those who would steal the blossom.”-=Chinese Proverbs=- "Part of stem that do not have thorns, can easily be broken" -=Shiminov's Proverbs=- | |
it was friday afternoon... touched down at KLIA exactly 2pm. called my taxi driver, Deen to come and fetch me back to Setia Alam... didnt want to take a chance on the KLIA Limo service because previously the queue was all the way to the arrival exit.
So, Deen came and was on the way back to Setia Alam... my cousin called, said he is going to meet a buddy in Starbucks @ Shah Alam Mall... so, detoured to the said location. Reached to Starbucks, found my buddy was busy doing his work assignments... my cousin is no where to be found... he really sticks to Malaysian time and famous phrase... "On the way"...
So, it took him more than 20minutes after i arrived to reached Starbucks, which is quite late for us taking into consideration his superb overly charged turbo car which normally take him only 10 minutes... anyway, we were there, chatting, saw a waitress in Starbucks that loooks like one of his ex... well, no need to eleborate on this, but really, she looks like her accept that her smile is lebih manis, nampak lebih friendly... ;)
then come this idea of Kelabbing from my cousin... to make it short, we will be kelabbing at Kelab Shah Alam later at nite.. bla bla bla bla bla...
was at the club at 9pm, which is 2 hours later than initial plan... took another one hour for everybody to arrived... total five of us.. the music was nice, the lead singer was such a gentleman and maybe he is too gentle... maybe he is the same type as Elton John... ;)
Opened two bottle of 12 years chivas... was high enough after the first bottle as it was on the rock... cheers..down... on the rock... cheers... down....
after that first bottle, it was 12midnite... somebody's daugther was celebrating birtyday there, birthday song was played and we sang along... a surprised give from daddy to her girl... A PROTON PESONA... wow... we were expecting a BMW or at least a honda? what ever, at least this chick got a car on her birdday...
to continue the story... i dont really remember what happened after that... all i remember was i went to the gents...and buddies voices... "Brother, are you ok?" "What take you so long in there" "Come on brother, open the door" (From Tux) "Kei lan wei", "Wei tau lan kam" (From andrew) and i reemmber i asked them to LEAVE ME ALONE... and few photos was snapped by kelvin which later i ask him to delete it when i reached my house.
didnt know how i make it to the car, they still want to go to MAMAK for teh tarek, i remember i said I wanna go home... i just wanna go home... that was the last thing i remember before i woke up again infront of my house with kelvin's camera in my hand (this is when i asked him to delete all my embaracing photos) but hey, kelvin, i remember when i was vomitting in front of my door, u still take a few shots... knn... just dont post it here ok.
It was a warm welcome home from all my buddies... and it was a happy nite, tired nite, drunk and loadsa vomitting action from me... was really gone... liver and stomach was cramping... argh... again, it will be a long time from now till i drink like this again... seriously... now (Sunday) my right lung hurts, and breathing difficulty... let it rest for a while first ok... ;)
Well... thanks to our brilliant policemen who wallop the Indonesian Karate Referee few months back. It seems that this issue is still hot here among the indonesian.
I was at the resting area when one of the indonesian customer speak to me and found out that i am Malaysian, he advised not to admit that i am from Malaysia in certain place in Jakarta, otherwise i might get the same treatment as the Karate Referee...
Well, what can i say? I just said maybe it is just some stupid Police that caused this chaos. but not all Malaysian is Anti Indonesia. He understood but also said that some Indonesian here is not as open minded as him, what they will do is they might just wallop you first without knowing the situation. As what i know, the media here will report the news exaggeratedly...
He also advise me about the dangerous place for Malaysian now is in Senayan, where it is known as a gangster area. so, if i ever go there, and approached by these gangsters, just say I am Indonesian from Bogor, cos i looked like Chinese in Bogor... thanks to our superhero kanasai policemen... Thank you.
"Raya sudah habis... still want sugar in your coffee?"
(Caption modified from Namewee, Negarakuku)
