William Wilstroth

Twisted Thoughts : Never Turn Back.. Part 1

2011-06-18T02:59:00.000-07:00

Author's Note : Yes, it's Rome in the future. Enjoy! How are you all? I hope everything has been going on well and life's treating you good too. Here's another Twisted Thought story for you. Just that this week I am very into Rome and its famous commander Julius Caesar. Have a good read.

'It's not what you think', he looked down to the wasted city below. 'It has been many years, the war had taken it's toll and we are the only ones left, Caesar', Marcus stood behind and stared out to the sky above. 'Yes, the war had been devastating to both sides but I believe in my heart she still stood there outside', Caesar looked at his own reflection on the glass panel. 'If I have not left her behind,' he touched the glass panel on the observatory deck. The Tenth Expeditionary Legion commanded by Caesar had been exploring the waste city for two weeks and nothing unusual had been reported by Scout Officers. 'If this mission goes on for another week without any action I am going to go crazy', Marcus flicking his cigar on top of the ashtray and sucking it hard again. Caesar stood still and said nothing at all as he stared out of the observatory deck.

'Orders are orders and the legion is to serve the Senate', murmured Marcus to himself trying to mock his companion. Legionary Septimus walked into the observatory deck and gave his salute to Caesar and Marcus, 'Your order, Sir'. Caesar hesitated before he turned around to look hard at Marcus, 'I am going down there one more time'. 'Are you crazy, we do not know what we have down there!', Marcus stood up. 'I'd have this feeling she is there', Caesar gripped his commanding staff so hard that his knuckle turned white. 'The last time you went down, you nearly got kill! I am not going to let you go down anymore', Marcus was about to turn to standing by legionary Caesar had walked out of the observatory deck. 'Send 20 Legionaries with him. For GOD sake!', and the legionary saluted again and hurried out with his latest orders.

At the deployment bay, 20 high ranking Tristi Legionaries of The Tenth was getting ready to march into the Legionary Shuttle. 'Sir, your Legionaries are ready', Legionary Septimus reported to Caesar who is ready to enter into wasteland. Suddenly, a radio officer came running in and shouted, 'LF (Life Forms) detected at sector 270, just 5 km from where you are landing, Sir!'. 'Go!', Caesar shouted to his legionaries. The Personnel Legionary Shuttle closed it's bay doors, it's engine began to roar and took off. It flew out of the deployment bay and into the dark skies.

'Sir, will there be any fight with this ULF (Unknown Life Forms)?', Legionary Septimus stood by his commander's side as the shuttle sped through the clouds and begining to make it's descend as it gets nearer to the wasteland. 'We never know until they start shooting at us. Stay vigilante at all times', Caesar examining his gear and he had wished that every time he goes down there he had an answer to it. 'Septimus, how does it feel that your love one went missing and not found?', a fear that he had always wished that it will go away although the war had ended. 'Sir, I never will understand how it feels. My wife is doesn't approve me in the Legionary', he tried to smile at his commanding officer. The big black bird that is carrying the legionaries begin to slow its flight. 'Designated point in 5 minutes', it beep to it body contents. 'Men, get ready', shouted Septimus. Each of the legionaries immediately make their way to their own personnel deployment unit. As each legionary stood in the unit, the bird begin to prepare to spit them out to the landing zone. 'Deployment in 5 seconds,' the bird begin to count.

'Release Activated', the shuttle holds down its throttle and open it personnel deployment hatch and spill out its occupants. All the legionaries were begining sent down and before the legionaries could touch the ground with their feet somewhere had already begin firing at the bird and at them. 'Sir, gun fire!', cried Septimus. 'Armed and shoot to kill!', Caesar replied back. Before the bird could unleash all of its legionaries, a stray rocket had blasted through its hull and killing its pilots. The bird begin to lose its altitude and slowly nose dived and hit the ground. Five of the unfortunate legionaries went down with the bird. 'Damn! They are everywhere!', Septimus is now having a rough time trying to pin point where are the enemies located. The shooting seems to be coming from everywhere. 'Formation Legions!', shouted Caesar. With all their shields held up right and their body begin to move closer to each other to form a mini defensive wall over themselves. 'March, slow, shoot and Aries report to Mother Ship!', Caesar shouted again as gunfire begin to get louder and louder. 'Forward on!', cried Septimus. Suddenly, they heard a lot of weird shouts and they could hear a lot of footsteps running. 'Sir, I detected two groups of ULF running at our direction!', reported Aries. 'Boys, brace and kill', ordered Caesar.

'Good lord, they are human!', said one of the legions beside Caesar's left side. 'Sir, you really want us to take them down!', another legion asked Caesar. 'Shoot blue flare, Septimus, quick!', as Caesar finished his orders, Septimus had already had the blue flare gun and shot up into the sky. 'They are still charging at us, Sir!', another cried. 'Wait, hold on, they don't look human now, shit!', another legionary held strongly to his shield. 'Its the Dark Forms!', yelled Septimus. They were getting nearer to the legionaries now. 'Impact in 10 seconds!', Aries shouted and every legionary begin to draw their swords and pray hard.

Meanwhile in the Expeditionary Mother Ship, Marcus was tied back and his mouth gagged and left alone in the prison cell. 'Good, let the Dark Forms devour Caesar once and for all', Sulla sneered at the latest update from his scout. 'We are taking this ship and we will see from very far away', he laughed and walked out of the prison cell. 'What about the whole Tenth Legionaries?', as Sulla walked out Antonidus asked his General about the remaining team in the Mother Ship. 'Kill them all!', was the last words Marcus heard when his room went black.

william wilstroth... Never Turn Back...

San Jose and 2 weeks...

2011-04-10T04:18:00.000-07:00

It's nearly 4:00 in the morning and I am still awake. I am taking this opportunity to slip in one entry which I had not done so again and again for many times. I am now in San Jose, California. San Jose is a Spanish name and it is pronnounced as San Ho-Seh. I will be here for two weeks. I wonder what my wife is doing back in Tanah Melayu?

I guess she is at her usual playing Facebook games, eat her usual take-away dinner, watch her favorite movies or dramas and lazying around with her towel turban around her wet head. My work will start this coming Monday at IDT US. Well, to begin with, I arrived at San Francisco after 12 hours long haul flight from Hong Kong International Airport. There I saw many, many and many Indians. Sat next to me throughout the damn flight was a young Indian chap.

When I saw so many Indians at Gate 4, I started to doubt whether my ticket is really going to San Francisco. Probably, that Airbus will fly to Bangalore or Mumbai once they switch off the lights in the middle of the flight. Anyhow, the flight is full of Indians. Period. Cathay had to serve them first because they are vegetarians. Oh, Cathay's air steward's service kind of messy and I don't like their attitude; very fake. I still very much love MAS.

Throughout my 12 hours flight, my seat sucks because I won't recline like any other usual flight seats. It pushed its seating forward so you sat slouch with your balls move forward. Damn, I hate those type of seats. I will endure it again when I will fly back on the 23rd April. On the overall, I just pray that my project will go live successfully.

Oh by the way, did you know a limousine came to pick us up and sent us to our hotel? Yup, it was a white long limousine just like those shown in the television.

Cool eh?

I think I better go get some sleep now... oh dear...

williamwilstroth... limousine, hotel, San Francisco, Bangalore

My games just got more exciting... MGS : PW - Recruit System

2011-02-12T21:27:00.000-08:00

On Metal Gear Solid : Peace Walker since last year October, if I remembered correctly. Last one month, I had a new feature which was in the game's home panel, called The Recruit System. However, I did not use it because I thought it requires the Internet connection in order to access certain server in order to get a range of soldiers. Hence, this feature was left untouched for a month. Then this Chinese New Year, I had Co-op play with my brother and found out, actually, how to use the Recruit System. The feature is COOL! It does not need to access any dedicated server, as long as, you switch on your PSP GO's WLAN it will be go to detect all WiFi Access Points. Then it will generate a number of available soldiers for you to recruit. Those WiFi Access Points does not require you to login to play Recruit System. As long as the game can detect Access Point then it will be able to generate random soldiers for you to recruit. Cool isn't it.

With this Recruit System, you can bring along your PSP Go anywhere to play the feature. Just open your WLAN and you can go about to play the Recruit System. Sometimes one Access Point will generate one or two soldiers for you to recruit. There are times, if the system detects more than one Access Point, you will have five or six soldiers too. For those of you who are hook on Metal Gear Solid : Peace Walker, happy Recruiting and Happy Chinese New Year!!!

Note : You can only that same Access Point once every 48 hours. So go hunting for other Access Points!

williamwilstroth... MGS Peace Walker, Recruit System, Access Points, 48 hours

Driving around...

2011-01-17T04:52:00.000-08:00

Not much to say when it is the beginning of a new year. I had a blast of working year with so much projects to touch and to complete and that was in my previous attachment. Now, the road is less bumpy and less signboards. Though I am still on the road to where ever I am suppose to go I just found doing a lot of things does not mean you will know a lot of knowledge on most of it. Focusing on one subject takes you longer and deeper into the subject like getting lost in the city or jungle and having a tough time on your own to find the exit.

My running has slowed down though I had registered for my next run in KL, The Banero Run 2011 and I will be running as far as 10 kilometer. I guess, it is enough for the moment, and enough since my heels has yet to recover from last 21 kilometer marathon. Having said that I am more pre-occupied with my games especially Metal Gear Solid : Peace Walker nowadays. I have been playing it since last year around October. So much fun and excitement I just could not miss that console even during my working hours. Anyway, I am thinking of getting an LED television and a White PS3 with a fair amount of hard drive storage that will store most of my wonderful games. Oh, not to mention some games for missus too.

Other than running, my work, and my games, I have been thinking a lot these few days especially the big question, 'Where will I be in the next 3 years?'. That question has been going round and round in my mind. Perhaps something big is going on later in my life. Who knows? ;P

williamwilstroth... Banero Run, PSP, MGS : PW, LED TV and White PS3...

Twisted Thoughts : The Preparation...

2011-01-15T18:23:00.000-08:00

You heard someone calling your name. It was very softly and it grew louder. You were stirred from your sleep. It looked like you had a very long sleep. You opened your eyes. You felt so restful. You slowly got up from your bed. You looked around. Everything seemed so strange and white. Yes, it is white. As a matter of fact, the entire room is white! The pillow is white. The comforter is white. The floor is white. The wall is white. Your overalls is white too. The white color is so white that it glows and burning your eyes. You rub your eyes and took a deep breathed. 'Where am I?'.

Your feet touches the cold white floor as you tried to stand up. You felt like years without standing straight up. It was such a long time you hardly remember what happen. You tried to remember back what you did yesterday. You could not remember anything at all. You could not even recollect what you had before you sleep too. Everything was fussy and blurry. You looked around again. You took a few steps.

'What is your name?', a gentle motherly voice came from no where.

You looked around and there was no one in the room. Just plainly white and the white bed you woke up from. 'Who is that?', you looked to the white room. 'What is your name?', it asked you again. You gave a moment to think but you could not remember your name too. You tried so hard to remember but you could not search for a name. 'What is your name?', it asked again. 'I don't know', you looked to the white room.

'Good. Look to your right. There's a glass of water. Please, drink it', it said again.

You walked to the right. A white table emerged and a glass containing clear liquid stood on top of it. Not a big glass but a normal glass you would see everyday. You looked at the glass of clear liquid. 'What is this?', you asked. 'It's something for you to drink and start of your new day', the voice explained. You looked at it again before you decided to take a little sip. Probably one sip and if it taste bad you will decide to not drink it. As the liquid touched your tongue, you felt nice, cool and it tasted something else like milk. Except it was clear. 'What is this? This is good', you asked again. 'It is milk', the voice said. You looked at the glass of milk with disbelief. 'This is milk?', you looked to the room as though now the room is talking to you. 'Yes, now, look to your left, there will be a cupboard and a piece of cloth for you to wear', the voice said.

You walked to the left. A white cupboard appeared out from the flat wall. You opened it and found a nice piece of white garment. It was a long piece of long cloak with low collar. You wore over your current apparel. 'Now, walk to the center of the room, please', the voice said again. You did as you were told and went to the room automatically. 'Okay, please wait', the room said again. This time the room changes; the bed dissolved into the white floor, the cupboard disappears back into the white wall, and the table disappears into the white wall too. You could feel the wind blowing against your face as the room takes it shape. A white light appear in front of you. It was getting nearer and brighter. The light brighten up so fast you had to close your eyes.

After a few seconds, the wind had stopped as though you had been flown to somewhere like a teleport in some kind of science fiction story. 'Please wait', the voice said. You opened your eyes. You see another person standing in front of you. You are facing his back and there was another person standing behind you. You looked around. You saw rows of people in a long queue. You are one of them and you figured out that you are the second person in your own queue. The queue from other columns were so long that you could hardly see the end of it. Everyone wore the same garment. Everyone looked the same. You doubt you look like them too. However, they had their puzzling face and that tells you they looked worried and anxious as to what will be happening to them. You did not had to wait long.

'I am He', someone said in a booming voice. It was not so motherly like the one before which talk to you upon your awakening.

You look to the front. It was a bright light and suddenly you hear a click sound like a switch being turned on. Every queue now has a beautiful and very fair lady standing in front of it. She might be an officer. "Begin", the huge voice said in a slow and steady voice like a competition about to start.

The officer in front attend to the first person in front of you. They were talking but you cannot hear what they were saying. The officer was smiling all the time while talking to the person. She never frowned at all. She would speak and her eyes glistened that could melt your heart. The person in front of you now walk forward into the white light behind the beautiful lady. You did not have to move to her. She smiled at you and you were brought forward by something holding your legs. It is amazing you looked around as you move towards her like someone pushing you. 'Hi, did you have a nice glass of milk?', she asked and smile at you. She was so beautiful that you could hardly speak properly. 'Did you have a nice glass of milk?', she asked again and she smiled again. 'Yes', you answered her. 'Where were you last night?', she asked you. 'I have no idea?', you told her. 'What were you doing for a living?', she asked you again. You shook your head and said, 'No idea'. She looked at her device which looked like a translucent tablet personal computer. 'That looks like an invisible iPad', you told her. Immediately she looked at you with surprise as though you were not suppose to know what she was holding. She smiled and walked nearer to you.

She was so near to you that you could smell her. It was very sweet. She looked into your eyes. So near you could kiss her. Suddenly, you saw a flash and there she was standing in front of you again. 'What am I holding?', she asked you. You looked blank at her thing in her hands, 'I don't know'. She looked at her thing again. 'Who is your wife?', she looked at you and gave you the sweetest smile. You think hard, 'No, idea'. 'Good, show me your left hand, please', she took out a tag. You showed her your left hand. She put a tag on your hand with some inscription that appear for a while and you could not see what it was written there. It is another white tag again. White. Everything is so white. "Now', she looked at you again. A white flash goes into you and you were numbed by it. It was fast though and again you regain your vision.

'You can now follow the arrow on the floor behind me and go along with it, understand?', she asked.

You nodded and walked forward. It was not a long walk before something suck and you felt into deep sleep again. It was just that. You fell asleep.

'Oh my god! He's arrived! Congratulations! Mr Braden, you have a baby boy!', the doctor who deliver the baby. The couple looked so happy. The mother was exhausted and the baby boy is crying loudly. Though the delivery room was strung with tension but it was a happy moment fro all.

Way up beyond the clouds and space. 'Candidate #1034343, has successfully born to the world to a very nice couple who will take care of him. For whatever deeds he has done in his past, this is the best we can give, my lord', said the beautiful lady.

'Okay, very good, we will see what he can do in his life. Now, next candidate, please', He said.

williamwilstroth... of awakening and reborn...

Work, play MGS, and eat... after my last marathon for 2010

2010-12-07T04:43:00.000-08:00

The skies are dark and the weather is terribly wet for the past few weeks. Going out to buy food is a heavy chore since I am absolutely lazy to leave my room and put down my PSP Go (iPhone too). So it is either the all beloved Cintan Mee and 1-300-McD for lunch or dinner. Anyway, I am going down to Kuala Lumpur and Port Dickson for my Christmas and at the same time get in touch with my long old Bengali friend who lives in old Kepong. Good old Kepong. I wonder what he's up to lately.

My work is getting busier by the month and now I have to do work for 3 SD Analyst and it just reminded me of my old workplace. Very familiar, eh? Yes, it is indeed. The only difference now is no Ah Bai to bug me. ;P Since I started working at my new workplace I would always get the urge to play my PSP Go. That feeling will just come and go like a ghost. Oh, Tron is going to in Cinemas soon (19th Dec). I hope the date is correct.

I noticed there's a change in me especially after I got my iPhone 4. I would incessantly whip it out and start poking on Tap games, Foursquare, Facebook, Twitter, my RPG games, and amongst other news apps. It is crazy and I could not help it. Enter a clothing shop, I whipped out my iPhone 4. Enter a restaurant, I whipped out my damn iPhone 4. Enter a book shop, I whipped out my damn damn iPhone 4. You can say I am with my iPhone 4 from morning until night. Just before going to sleep, I look at Tap Zoo! Other than this addicted indulgence, I have my PSP Go which my mind constantly thinking how to score an S-Rank mission. Shit... Oh by the way, God of War : Ghost of Sparta is out in PSN (PlayStation Network). ;P

The other day, I ordered Salty Chicken from Pulau Tikus, in which the delivery man had it delivered to my doorstep. So the conversation was all spoken in Cantonese.

Delivery ah pek : RM27.00

Mr William : oh... ok.... ** I gave him RM50 note **

Delivery ah pek : ** in Hokkien ** I don't have change...

Mr William : ** in Cantonese **... wait wait i go look for change for you...

Delivery ah pek : ** in Cantonese **... you are not from Penang?

Mr William : ** in Cantonese **... I am from Ipoh...

Delivery ah pek : ** in Cantonese **... oh, from Ipoh... which area...?

Mr William : ** in Cantonese **... Near Jusco...

Delivery ah pek: ** in Cantonese **... oh, that's Ipoh Garden...

Mr William : YES, you are right!

Then I told my wife about our conversation and mentioned that ah pek probably from Ipoh too. Little did I know she would say the following:

Mrs William : You didn't ask him, if he knew Snr Yau?!

Shit, that was a good one...So anybody who comes from Ipoh knows my dad... ok, i will ask this question the next time anyone in Penang says they know Ipoh Garden...

williamwilstroth... Ipoh, iPhone 4, PSP Go

Of iPhone 4 and PSP...I am occupied!

2010-11-09T04:31:00.001-08:00

I know I had not come in here (this blog is still alive, not dead yet) to type a few words out for a few months and my time, has been very well spent, on a few things like my iPhone 4 and my PSP Go. So my activities for the following months had been mostly as below:

At 6pm,

Mr William : ** takes out PSP Go ** ... play, play...

At 7pm,

Mr William : ** iPhone 4 beeps **... swipe... scroll... touch... swipe... scroll....

At 8pm,

Mr William : ** switch to PSP Go **... play, play...

At 9pm,

Mr William : ** iPhone 4 beeps **... swipe... scroll... touch... swipe... scroll...

At 10pm,

Mrs William : Ooi! Go mandi!

Mr William : yes... ** swipe... scroll... touch... swipe... scroll... **

At 10:30pm,

Mrs William : ** walks in to sleep **

Mr William : ** PSP Go battery lights going to orange **... play, play...

At 11pm,

Mrs William : ** close bedroom door **... ** air condition switched on **

Mr William : ** PSP Go battery dead **... Ok, time to mandi... eh, where's everyone?!

So that is what happening to me these few months. By the way, my PBIM's 21 KM coming up... shit...

williamwilstroth... iPhone 4 and PSP Go... addiction..

To KL to eat, shit and sleep... what's more?!

2010-09-15T19:38:00.000-07:00

Holiday season came and gone last week and my wallet's gone from fat to thin in that few days at Kuala Lumpur. Yes, I had drove my family in my City 200 km down south from our humble island, Penang, to metropolitan Kuala Lumpur. So it is all about spending and consuming during this festive season.

07:30 PM - Friday, Penang at Evergreen Hotel

Had a great buffet with my cousin who came back from Saudi. Had beef, chicken, and so on.

10:30 PM - Friday, Penang

Pack and ready to drive out of Penang. Good drive and the bridge was not as jam as the one coming in from the mainland. I laughed at them for their misery for being stuck in the jam but heck it's Hari Raya so everyone is returning to their kampung. Frankly speaking, one good thing about working and staying in Penang is that you do not get to jam during the festive when your traveling down south to Kuala Lumpur or Ipoh.

12:00 AM - Saturday, Ipoh

Reached Ipoh at midnight, reached home and fell asleep, not quite, on my bed. Amidst the king size bed and comfy pillow and bolster I can only my wife snoring who slept beside me. Oh dear, I have another drive in about 7 hours.

09:00 AM - Saturday, Ipoh

Go to Kao Lee's Dim Sum for some curry noodle? No, we had moderate filling of dim sum like siew mai, char siew pao, lor mai kai, har kao, porridge, egg tarts and some other good stuffs. Oh boy, I can tell you that this place is beginning to pack like Foh San because I can see more outstation cars. Let us all hope, this favorite restaurant our family always goes to will not become like Foh San. By the way, Mr Ooi came to Penang to eat Foh San. Hope he got a place!

10:30 AM - Enter PLUS Highway

Again the route to Kuala Lumpur is not as jam as the next lane going towards North. Hehehehe... suckers! Okay! Okay! Everyone is going back to their kampung!

01:00 PM - Lodge at Bdr. Sri Damansara

Reach our apartment, to unload, clean and get ready for another journey which is SHOPPING! We headed first to 1-Utama Shopping Mall. Oh hell! Jam! Both old wing and new wing's parking lot FULL! I nearly gave up and decided to go to Ikano but my second brother told me that I can park at the back which is an open space car park. Good! At least I found a parking space now though the walk to the mall is not that far; just a 5 minutes walk. So we started to eat and buy things. Ka-Ching! Ka-Ching! Ka-Ching! I can see my wallet thinning every moment.

06:30 PM - To La La Song... no, it's La La Chong's Seafood Restaurant

Agreed to have dinner with my Uncle Simon and Brother Hung at a seafood restaurant at Kampung Kayu Ara. So we had prawns and what else? Of course, it's their La-La! Kam Heong La-La! Slurpee and delicious. We ate and Uncle Simon cracked jokes the whole night.

10:30 PM - Back at Bdr. Sri Damansara

Lights out and sleep? No, I surfed the night, my brother played online games, my wife played her Facebook and my mom surfed her Internet. Heck! Everyone is surfing including my mom with her new notebook! Thank god my second brother installed a WiFi.

Do you know I met Ah Bai? Where? With Whom?

I met Ah Bai at 1-Utama in MPH Bookstore with a pretty young girl. They were holding hands and looked so loving and happy! Scandalous!!!!

Finally, Selamat Hari Raya!!!!

williamwilstroth... KL, Spend Money, Eat, Shit, Sleep

Being 30 and beyond... up, up and away...

2010-08-08T00:33:00.000-07:00

Got 30-ed last Monday and good bye my 20s, any difference? Well, as a 30 year old guy, I should be acting and thinking more mature and be a wiser person. Who has eaten more salt than me? Anyway, Happy Birthday to myself for reaching 30. A milestone of 30 years living on this planet, seeing anything that I can see, eating anything that I can eat, or driven any car that I could drive except for those millions of Ringgit car or screwed any girls that I can screw. Bah, I am already 30, what is more scarier than those number keep going up like no one on earth will care? Well, there are many things that is going up and you better start sweating on it. For example, blood pressure going up, cholesterol going up, tax rates going up, loan rates going up, your PTPTN rates going up (who knows in the next 5 years, gomen say no money),... ,and worse case, petrol price going up!

As a thirty year old guy, married with one wife, drives a City, planning to buy a house and earning a meager income, I can tell you three(3) things that normally won't go up or rather going up very, very slowly like you are begging for it:

1. Your salary will not go up as fast as you hope but it will go up in due time... due time. Just g.r.a.d.u.a.l.l.y going up by a small pity percentage the company can give you.

2. Your saving account interest rate, it work the same like point 1. You save as much as you like but interest rate won't go, speed, up like there's no tomorrow. As we all put it, "Bank pun mau makan lar!".

3. For guys, this is very crucial, it is their lanciao (as my wife puts it), goes down as your age goes up. Pray that day, you won't be needing the blue pill. God bless you!

Yes, those are the three things that either go slowly up (can be going down too) or you have to do something to ensure it goes up all the way; and maintained it that way. Other than these three sinking items, everything will go up without you stopping it. For a very good example, your weekly petrol consumption; the gomen says up, you will see a long stretch of idiots queuing up at the petrol station hoping that last fill of petrol will last their mileage longer... some hopeful, it can be forever. Idiots!

The other day, a colleague of mine asked how was i feeling about being hitting 30,

Uncle Peep : So how's life at 30 today?

Me : Normal, what is there to expect? I still need to do work...

Uncle Peep : Didn't do anything special?

Me : I've been doing the same thing every day for the last 30 years, probably another 30 to reach retirement and go home jadi petani.

Uncle Peep : Hahahaha... but your 30th birthday wish come true right?

Me : My 30th birthday wish come true?! Oh yeah right... let me see, I own a red Ferrari, a bungalow with 2 swimming pools, a supermodel as a mistress, and what's more... I own a jet to fly me to work. Lastly, I'm still working for someone to get my pay check. Good eh?

Uncle Peep : Hahahaha... keep it cool, young man...

Me : Young? another 20 years, I'll be like you... Come, we pray together to god to give us one nice sugar mommy!

Damn... I let you know if I strike gold at my age of 30! I hope so! Dear god dot dot dot...

williamwilstroth... buy 3d, buy Magnum, buy 4d, scratch lotto... esok jadi kaya! MIMPI lar!

World Cup, 600cc, Wedding, and getting Fat

2010-06-12T20:05:00.001-07:00

June has set in, half year went by, World Cup just started 2 days ago, my nose has been stuffy, free treats left with Vincent and Ang and my projects just went live. Oh gosh, there is still one that left unfinished due to last minute logic change. Anyway, the journey is still running for that part. I know it will end soon. Two weeks ago, I had attended my old friend's wedding. He had gone from thin to fat.

I think life changes for everyone when one is settling down (getting married) especially the guys gaining waist line. I am not denying that I did not put on weight since I started living and working in Penang 2 years ago. My weight went from 66 to 70 kg. Uh-Huh. Probably, it is just a phase or the wife is a blessing for any men because they come back having to eat without having to consider where or what to eat. Cool. So your weight goes up.

World Cup 2010, I am not a football fan and I do not even watch any of the leagues through their years of competition. World Cup is an exceptional because everyone, Tom, Dick and Harry, will be talking about it. Just yesterday morning, the cashier in 7-11, saw me holding the World Cup Special (a free pull-out) from the Star and asked,

"What's the score for South Africa VS Mexico? Watch the second match?"

Yes, I told her the scores and the following game. Speaking of goals, this year I noticed several matches had equalizers. Is it the team players now are more stronger or the coaches strategy is strong? Last night, Argentina won the match. Nigeria were left zero throughout the 90 minutes game. Apart from that, my wife picked up the game too. She now knows that goal scored by a player behind the defender's lines is consider offside and not accounted. Anyway, the season is still early. Catcining a few games here and there is sure fun and considering the amount or quantity of guys standing by the TV sets watching the ball kicked left and right.

In Gurney plaza, a group of people just stood beside Astro B.yond's promotional booth and watched football. Out at that front lobby, some events were being held to quiz fans about footballs. Then at mamak, people order their favorite teh tarik and watch the game. Then at certain pubs, the drinks go around and cheers went up for their favorite goal attempting or attempted to score a goal. Of course, louder cheers for a scored goal or a hush moment among tables of fans talking or critizing their players playing in the game. World Cup really just stops everyone's daily routine. Even the waitresses in 600cc are talking about it!

I am now staring at the TV showing iCarly, then looked out to the window and I see hazy sunny morning. This morning I pumped my biceps and did 20 sit-ups. Another weekend is ending and tomorrow is starting another new Monday. Oh gosh, my nose is acting up again. I need to go and blow my nose....

williamwilstroth... WorldCup, 600cc, Wedding, Fat, Food, Life

Life's a Jin Taan

2010-05-16T04:16:00.000-07:00

Life's a Jin Taan. Jin Taan is not a person but is a Cantonese name for a fried egg and that is even delicious when it is served with a plate of white rice. It is cheap and the cook can serve you one easily. The aroma of frying an egg on a hot and sizzling pan, fills the kitchen that slowly seeps into the dining area, will make your stomach growls for it. A lot of things can change from just one plain fried egg if you add some chopped onion either onto or into it. It taste even better! You should be able to notice the golden brown crispy flakes around the top of the Jin Taan. Do you want one?

Jin Taan

williamwilstroth... onion fried egg... Jin Taan...

Avocado and I found it...

2010-05-16T03:20:00.000-07:00

Classy Avocadoe with a plate of potatos skinned filled...

Tell me, if you've been looking for that one drink for a long time. You remembered you had it at one place but it is very far away. Okay, probably Air Asia can bring you there. But, you just need to have it when your mood feels for it. Neither way you want to make it yourself because you are lazy nor you want to go out to the supermarket and get one or two of it. Yet, you just feel like going to have it at a restaurant so no need to bother about making it. Perhaps, only when you are free. So one day, I found my favourite drink - Avocadoe Juice. In Indonesia, it is known as Apulkat. If you are going there, you should try this drink. It is a good stuffs.

Now I found this drink in Breeks. Yes, of all restaurants, bistros and cafes, I found it serving in Breeks. Yes! You should try it. Breeks restaurant can be found in Queensbay Mall and Gurney in Penang.

williammwilstroth... avocado juice...

CSC, 2 Bottles of Heineken and beautiful girls

2010-05-07T09:31:00.000-07:00

With an external consultant left, a few Helpmatics passed down to my personal task list, and a first month no-shaving challenge won, and tonight Ang gave me a treat at CSC; I can't asked for more right. Reading a book on communism and about to finish it because the story is sad but interesting too.

Anyway, today I was at CSC with Ang and Maverick and I had two bottles of Heineken. Apart from my usual Guiness, I wanted something to cool down my head after several months of steam accumulated from my work. We had a good time at CSC with me and Ang ended playing foosball. Scored a few and lost a lot to Ang. By the way, you should try CSC's black pepper boneless chicken and Ang claimed it is a good stuff. So it is! Maybe next visit, I shall try Osama Fried Rice.

From 9:30 pm till 11:30 pm, I saw incoming of beautiful chicks with their boyfriends strolled into CSC. There were many moments I wanted to talk to them though a few smiled back but several reason made me stop there. Yes, CSC has its beautiful young girls. Not as silent as it seems. Perhaps, my beard struck magic spells on everyone. Bah! Probably my mind is still stupor from 2 bottles of Heineken. Yes, I am writing this entry with some Heineken still flowing in my bloodstream.

Walking towards my car, I just realized, seriously, I saw a half naked guy, knelt on both knees, covered with just a sarung having his nightly bath beside a private pipe. He was lathe with soup and the pipe was gushing water for him to rinse off his body. I am lucky that I had my own toilet in the apartment. Walking on, I saw another Indian family on rickshaw, passing by, while the father explaining to his two children about Baba and Nyonya. Don't you think its wonderful? Yes, it is! Further on, I saw an Indian guy half naked slept on a pathway. He was snoring away. I think when life has come to that stage, any floor is a good bed. I am lucky that I have a bed and a wife every night. God bless me and you!

Life has its up and down; no doubt. Tomorrow, I will be testing my Meguiar's Quik Detailing and Claybar on my PG2. Hopefully it is as good as it claimed in the Internet's Youtube. All of it cost RM106. Julia Roberts is on the television and she is still as beautiful as ever since she starred in Pretty Woman. Pretty Woman is a classic. It raised one question, "Would you fall in love with a prostitute like Richard Gere's character in the movie?" or "Would you fall in love with a gigolo?" for ladies out there. All I am trying to say that love can be so blind that it does not matter who that person works for a living but the personality that captures one's heart. How about you? Will you?

williamwilstroth... CSC, 2 Bottles of Heineken, Meguiars, Girls, Julia Roberts

Lifes' hard

2010-04-30T20:09:00.000-07:00

You woke up 7.00 am,

Hoping to see a better world,

Yet it just an everyday,

Like it was yesterday.

You go to work,

Hoping to see a better day,

Yet you still work,

Like it was a bit of yesterday.

Life is hard,

Easy only for a while,

With the existence of computers,

You became non existence of a little bit.

But for me who programs,

It's a bit of difference than those,

Who use computers in their life,

I need to automate those computers.

Life is hard,

Money grows slow,

Life is fast,

Money grows slower.

People are tougher,

Society is bigger,

World is flatter,

Ain't life hard?

williamwilstroth... hard life... tough society...

Hamsap burung tua (Sing to Burung Kakak Tua tunes)

2010-04-02T20:56:00.000-07:00

Hamsap burung tua,

Suka tengok pompuan,

Hamsap burung tua,

Keluarnya satu batang...

Hamsap, Hisap, Hamsap,

Oh la la la,

Hamsap, Goncang, Hamsap,

Oh la la la,

Hamsap, Celup, Hamsap,

Oh la la la,

Hamsap burung tua...

Enjoy!

williamwilstroth... hamsap burung tua...

Air Asia, Sibu-KL, Delayed!

2010-03-16T05:01:00.000-07:00

Sibu had been raining for the last two days while Penang had been as dry as the Sahara desert. This morning, Air Asia (KL bound) delayed their flight by 20 minutes.

Mr William : I wonder what's their cause of delay?

Mrs William : It's the rain... ** Her eyes focus on her iPhone **

Mr William : But isn't airbus's design meant to cut through the rain...

Mrs William : Aiya... just like car... rain means friction... so the plane is slow lar...

Mr William : Hmmph... you got a very good logical explanation there... like that, the plane is not efficient

Mrs William : Aiya... plane is not efficient... not entirely lar... also depend on the pilot...

Mr William : Then pilot not efficient....!

Mrs William : Yes!

After a while,

Mr William : If the flight to KL is delayed... and we missed our connecting flight leh.. then how? Air Asia will compensate ar?

Mrs William : No.

Mr William : Like that... mana boleh?! We miss our connectng flight because their plane not efficient as a result of the pilot not efficient also... must bayar gantirugi lar...

Mrs William : No, it won't happen... they will say, 'it's not our problem'...

Mr William : Kanineh... if this really happen I will write to all the newspapers... Tiu!

Mrs William : Aiya... you think MAS (Malaysia Airlines) meh... they will bayar gantirugi lar... Air Asia you wait lar...

Mr William : ** lips pouting **

Mrs William : You pray the plane come quickly...

Mr William : Air Asia... if you come quickly and got leng lui air stewardess sit next to me throughout the flight... I will forgive you....

Mrs William : -__-"

Later inside the plane,

Captain : Sorry for the delay due to cargo issues, I hope you all understand...

Mr William : is it my problem to understand??

williamwilstroth... Sibu, KL, Flight, Delayed, Air Asia

My personal project for 2010

2010-03-06T07:42:00.000-08:00

As of late, the weather has been very hot. Though there is sudden rain here and there at different spot in the island but the weather had not abated too well. I had had skin rashes or so called chicken pox but I rather doubt it because it might be due to the weather my body had became so unaccustomed to the hot season. Anyway, I had my calamine lotion and some medicine to put it down and not completely because I still feel itchy once in a while. Last solution I had in my mind is to go partially naked from waist up.

This week, I had just started my own personal project which will run, I expecting it, for more than a year or so. This personal project of mine will be fantasy/science fiction story telling about a character I just created and I hope that you will follow it and enjoy it as much as I enjoy creating and writing this story. I welcome any of your opinion and critique as to improve further my story and my writing. I bring you, John Lysander.

John Lysander

I hope you have a good weekend and stay healthy.

William Wilstroth

Twisted Thoughts : So Hoi

2010-02-26T19:45:00.000-08:00

Disclaimer : Last night I had a dream I was in So Hoi, South Korea. I dreamt I was swept off by tsunami due to volcanic eruption. So Hoi in my dream is not an existing state or city in South Korea. My narration of my dream is pure fiction and the characters in it are part of my dream. It has no resemblance to anyone. Even if it do, my dream characters are just only a coincidence. Enjoy my dream...

All of it had happened so fast and I had took a flight to South Korea to get my beloved ones to safety, probably as fast as possible, out from So Hoi. The moment I took hold of my analysis report and read the figures, my hand had trembled and my foot had struck there like an iron cast to the floor. My stomach that had swallowed up everything in the morning had became frozen in it. I had to do something. "Secure this information and sent a link to the general", I told my colleague as I rushed out of the building. "What do I say to him?" my colleague yelled back.

"Volcanic eruption" I shot back before I ran out of the office, "Tsunami and evacuation!".

I heard him crashed onto something. It must have scared him. I hope he does not have any family in So Hoi like I partially do. My wedding is not due until next month. However, it will be too late. That place was a direct hit and the wave will be 12 feet high and by the time it reaches So Hoi, the goverment will be too late to do anything. I need to get them out immediately. I reached So Hoi in twenty minutes with my private jet.

So Hoi is located in Seochoen, South Korea and it's quite a big city according to the satellite's map. Unfortunately, So Hoi is located nearer to the west of the South Korea's coastal line. The beach is magnificient in the summer. I rented the first available jeep and drove to my future wife's house. I ran into the house. Her dad was watching his afternoon news. At least, the news has not reach their network yet else it will be another nightmare trying to leave So Hoi. Still I had to get them out as soon as possible. "Dad, you will need to follow me!". I dashed up to my wife's bedroom. "Kimmy!" I shouted as I ran up. "Kimmy" I had reach her door. "I am in the bathroom" she had replied. I can hear the water shower running.

"Come out quickly, we need to leave now!".

"I am still naked! Why?".

"I am going to take you and your family out of So Hoi now!".

"Why?!"

She came out covered in her only towel. She was beautiful. Her hair was wet. I could even smell her lavender scented hair shampoo from where I stood by her bedroom's door. "I will tell you on the way to the airport and just grabbed your passport and personal identification", I hurried her. "What's all this?", she was now looking at me and I could sense her agitation by my sudden irrational action to leave So Hoi. I rushed to dressing table, grabbed her passport and took her out of the house. Her father just stood there looking at his future son in law as though some devil had taken over him. "Are you mad? What is all this about?", He pointed one finger on my chest.

"So Hoi is about to be burnt and flooded! Follow me if you want to live!", I ran out of the house into the jeep. I heard him shouting "the weather is fine!". I ignored my father in law and came out of the house, the sky had became so dark and heavy black smoke was billowing from the volcanic mountain. It had changed. A sudden changed in the weather. Morning had became night. Finally, the volcanic mountain has awoke from its long sleep. I fear time might not be at my side. "Look!", I yelled to my father in law as I turned my head to the mountain. He dashed out with me into the passenger side of the car. I pushed my accelerator hard with the reverse gear to get out of the house compound. It was too late. I could see fire sparks in the sky and everyone was screaming and running frantically around. I sped off towards the airport as fast as I could before the authorities grounds all flights. Fortunately, I still got my private plane on the tarmac ready for another immediate return trip to Seoul. I can leave So Hoi. That very one moment it all happen, I could hear more people shouting and I looked at my rear view mirror. I saw it. It had come. That dreaded moment. "Honey, grab hold of anything tightly. We are about to be flooded", I sped my jeep as fast as I could to the airport. I doubted if I ever had any opportunity at all. The strong gushing sound of water. The wave very high at twelve feet. I could the wave coming fast behind me.

US CNN - We bring you a horrifying news from South Korea. Roughly eight o'clock this morning a state SeoCheon, South Korea had been flooded as a result of volcanic eruption. Now, the world had been rocked with that news. South Korean government were struck by a sudden shockwave overnight. They had just received the information as I had left it to the general and it all had happen so fast. The volcanic, I guessed, had not waited for it's time. I lost my wife that very night. I recovered her body several weeks later. She was badly decomposed and my father in law was never found. After several months down the road, I can still remember the whole incident very clearly.

When the force hit our car, I can feel the whole jeep flying. I grabbed tightly my steerring wheel. But the current was too strong. The whole jeep turned and water came in. It was so cold. I could see cars and people drowned or swept away. My wife held her breath and looked at me. "I know, do not worry", my thoughts kept on saying over again and again. We were now in the current with the city beneath us like the sea had just reclaim its portion of the earth. My wife began to struggle for oxygen. I could see her body twitching badly for air. I need to do something. I freed myself from the car but my footing went wrong. The current swept me away from the car. "No", my heart yelled. That was the last I saw her.

After the aftermath, a month later, I had resigned and returned to So Hoi to see how bad the sea had reclaimed the city and what it had done after it had left. I landed twenty four hours in So Hoi and I could see the whole city was wrecked beyond recognition and my late wife's house had a large tree trunk struck into the living room. Imagine that if I had not took them out of the house. Yet, I still had lost her to the sea. I had walked around the house that day to see what I could salvaged. I found none worth save for one album which was covered with a plastic bag tigthly concealed in a safety box escaped the terror. I spent nearly half a day sitting outside the house looking at her pictures. Only if I get the result one day earlier. Only one day earlier.

I walked around the house one more time when I got another called from my ex-colleague. "Hi, I know you are in So Hoi. We got another analysis." I held my breath again.

"Where?"

"So Hoi"

"Again?"

"Yes, there will be another eruption"

"Shit"

"Yes, Jon, leave immediately"

I thanked him again and rushed out looked out to the sky. It was dark and lots of birds are flying away. The exactly same dark skies that had happen many months ago. I looked towards the volcanic mountain. It seem domain for that moment. Serene and quiet just like a sleeping giant. Flocks of birds flying away from that volcanic mountain is not a good sign. I drove to the airport immediately. Too late. My heart panic for the second time in my life. I heard the thunder. It was so loud that it rocked non stop. I flipped out my mobile and called my colleague. It went into voicemail. "It had started!", I yelled loudly. I could see the fire sparks again. Just like the moment I pushed my wife into the car that night. The volcanic was roaring again. My mind was racing for question of death and how bad it will end this city again. Small and big fire rocks came raining onto the street. It hit my jeep's rooftop a few times. Houses burning and people ran for cover.

I could see the last aeroplane flying off but was hit down by one lone fire rock spewed from the deadly volcanic mountain. The aeroplane came down hard with an eruption of fireball. I will not be able to convince the airport to let me out anymore. The whole state was in distress. I saw firefighters, police and the militaries helping their citizen to escape. I drove to the biggest shopping complex. I am not sure why I did that but probably that might be the safest haven now. As I drove fast, I saw a policeman stood far holding a big card wrote "REFUGE" and directing cars to a direction. It went up to another hill. I drove towards it. The whole city was leaving. I could not drove further anymore. The traffic had came to a standstill.

So Hoi's skies had became so dark and it was raining ashes too. I covered my mouth with my handkerchief. Children with their parents had formed a row with other strangers walking towards the refuge centre. The volcano roar again. It sent shivers to everyone with it's terrible tremor. I felt it surge and moving underneath my feet. The road cracked and shook wildly. More fire rocks came and I could hear people screaming and children crying. I ran for cover. "Where?" my heart questioned and my eyes looked around as I ran and ran. I saw a new building under renovation. It was another shopping mall. I ran in. The air condition was still running. I felt the cold air ran through my body and I could breathe better now. The moment I had ran in, the people inside closed the door and locked it. "Hey!", I turned back to them and told them that there were still children outside. "No, its more than we can do anymore", the security said and he looked tired and very scared. I looked around me. There were even more people huddled together and children with their parents. I could still hear fire rocks hitting the building. I prayed it will not burn the building where I am seeking shelter now.

I went to one corner, for the time being, hopefully I can called my ex-colleague and tell them where I am now. The line had went dead. As far as I had realised, there were no twelve feet wave coming at us. Perhaps, it will come like last time and it is just a matter of time. I am not sure how long it will last before the volcano will do anything angry towards us. I prayed hard that moment of sorrow and pain that I wished I had not come back. Probably I should have just leave South Korea and go back to the states. One part of me still longing for one thing that had held me back in Seoul. I wanted a few pictures of her so I could bring her back to the US. I prayed hard again. Then someone came running back and knocked some things over me. "I'm sorry", she apologized. "Kim!" it was her!

"Sorry! I am not Kim"

"I am sorry you looked like her"

"Yeah, in such circumstances everyone tends to look like everyone", she nodded her head.

I kept silent and saw her ran away. She had ran away fast to the back. I picked myself up and ran behind her. I am not sure why I ran after her. For a moment I did not know she was bringing a child with her running towards the parking lot. "Why was she running towards the parking lot?" said my thoughts. She had gone through the exit. I had lost sight of her again. I pushed the exit door outward. I heard someone crying. I ran towards it. She had sat herself on the ground crying hard. Obviously, the car in front of her was crushed to pieces and burning. The child, a girl, was crying also. "Papa!" she held up her little arms. I walked towards them. "Come on, you all need to leave. There's nothing you can do here". I held up her daughter and I took Kim, no it was not her, back into the building. Her husband had been crushed to death by a fire rock from the sky when volcanoe erupted that night. Her husband were waiting for them outside when the woman took her daughter into the new shopping store to buy a few things. His luck had met his creator.

Now I am in the building with another person who looked so much like my late wife. Her daughter is adorable too. I wished god would have been more lenient now. Faith has always been twisty and mysterious. The booming and roaring of the volcano is deafening. I hope I can leave this forsaken place. I am just as helpless as anyone in this building. I looked at that person who looked so much like my late wife. "What's your name?".

williamwilstroth... So Hoi, Kimmy...

Dear diary...

2010-01-30T21:50:00.000-08:00

Dear diary,

I am feeling happy and excited because I bought my wife a new iPhone 3GS and I am looking forward to using and playing with it everyday. However, I have yet another feeling that I can only use it at night or only after I come home from work. That iPhone makes me want to go out to get another one. Perhaps I will not buy it but plan of buying some other things from Apple. The iPhone 3GS really gives me a whole new environment to using a mobile phone. It is the feeling that I unable to get it using other phones like SONY, NOKIA, SAMSUNG, LG, and HTC. As a matter of fact, I am using a year (very) old HTC model but I am not really into mobile phone. Unfortunately, iPhone 3GS is very different as I can be playing games, texting, listening to music and surfing my Facebook. All in one package as they said it and yes i admitted the fact Apple did a good job in the iPhone department. So diary, please, and please ... don't make me go to iTunes. I just spent RM10.00 buying a game for my wife! Booo ho ho ho ho ho... sob! sob! sob!

Oh geeze... that's gay... I am not going to write my blog like that anymore. Fark... Kanineh... just like a girl writing her feelings out in her diary... I am really emotionally disturbed by Apple... Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....

williamwilstroth... iPhone, diary, feelings and gay exclusively... argh!

Where? I don't see the person...?!

2010-01-23T20:05:00.000-08:00

Mrs William took a photo recently that caught my attention and I went to talk to her about it. The photo was taken while I was dozing off in the afternoon. My guess is something spooky had happened and she wanted to take proof of it just like Paranormal Activities movie. That movie was scary and everything was acted and recorded using hand held camera on a tripod while the couple (actors and actress) went to sleep. Anyway, I won't go further on that movie. Let us take a look at what my wife took that afternoon...

what do you see...?

Mr William : why did you take this shot?

Mrs William : don't you see anything in it?

Mr William : huh?! where? where?...

Mrs William : it's in there... look closer?

Mr William : ** heart beat fast fast liao ** where? where... I don't see anything but your notebook...!

Mrs William : there's a person there... look closer...

Fark, I was freaking out when she said that there was a person in the picture so she took it. I thought of her late mother. Oh god! So let's take another look at the picture and see if you can see anyone in it...

Don't you see anything, do you?

Mrs William : It's there! Just look closer...

Mr William : Where?! Where?! ** Gulp **

Mrs William : It's THERE!!!

Mr William : ooh ... shit.... I see him... he's there... Oh MY GOD!!! I will take this camera!!!

Scroll down and I will show you where is it...

---------------> Scroll down sumore...

----------------------> Scroll down sumore... but be prepared...

----------------------------------------> Scroll down sumore... are you sure...? don't pengsan.... ok?

tadaaaa....

Scary or not?! Scary leh... damn, I freak out!

Hahahahahahahahaha.... nah, that notebook picture, my wife took it, to tell me that there's something for me to change in the picture. If you understand what my wife meant or if you have been following my facebook these few days after I purchased a new iPod Shuffle.

williamwilstroth... Ah Bai... and my wife's nothing to do...

Something nice and cute...

2010-01-23T19:35:00.000-08:00

At one bakery store in Gurney Plaza, it is selling some very nice, cute and small bread baked like ice-cream. The moment I saw it, I told my wife, I wanted to buy a few of it. It was very cute and I took a few home. "Are you girl?," was what my wife asked when she saw my happy face at the counter paying for those little cute breads. I admit that I am sucker for cute stuffs. ;P

One boxful of bread on sticks!

Red bean flavor!

Almond chip chocolate flavor!

Vanilla flavor!

Mrs William : Are you done?

Mr William : Wait... a little bit more... ** click **

Mrs William : ...

Mr William : One more... one more... ** click **

Mrs William : ** Immediately grabs one! **

Mr William : Ooi!

williamwilstroth... bread on sticks!

Just Muffins... only!

2010-01-22T19:54:00.000-08:00

This entry, I should have, published last year in December after I had it in my stomache. Queensbay Mall last year around November had opened a new small store that sells just muffins. The store is also called "Just Muffins". It sells a variety of small muffins with lots of flavours range from strawberry to almond chocolate muffins. One small piece cost only RM1.80. Last year I bought a box of four "Just Muffins" muffins.

ooh... looks good eh?

choc filled, hazelnut choc, almond choc, and blueberry muffins... yum! yum!

Mrs William : Are you going to eat everything yourself?

Mr William : hehehehe...

Mrs William : Can I take one?

Mr William : ok... which one you want?

Mrs William : I want almond choc...

Mr William : errr... I like that also...

Mrs William : ok I take hazelnut choc...

Mr William : hmmm... that looks good too also...

Mrs William : Then i take the blueberry muffin...

Mr William : err... but blueberry is my favorite...!

Mrs William : Ok I take the chocolate filled muffin...

Mr William : ... : (... I like that too...

Mrs William : -___-"... are you a girl?

Mr William : hehehehe... let me go home take photo first ok?

williamwilstroth... Just Muffins...

Running with iPod Shuffle...Finally!

2010-01-22T18:44:00.000-08:00

After my first run for 2010 in Kuala Lumpur's Pacesetter Padang Merbuk, I have been in deep thoughts to get my own MP3 player. Although I had my several runs, I find running with an MP3 I feel much better like there's voice to accompany you. Hard to describe the feeling. That day during the run, I had borrowed my wife's one and I had been warned not to change her song list. So, I had to make do my run with her songs and not mine! Though her songs are quite nice to listen but some of it is not so suitable for running. So, here you are I finally bought my own first MP3 player and it is an iPod Shuffle! (yeah, have to thanks those guys who keep psycho-ing me to buy it! I am sure you know who you are!)

iPod Shuffle in the package:

1. iPod Shuffle 4 GB with Voiceover Feedback on your playlist and song information

2. USB cable

3. Ear phone

4. Two Apple stickers

Cost : RM 299 only from Switch, Queensbay Penang.

williamwilstroth... iPod Shuffle 4GB

2010 Chinese New Year - 大日子

2010-01-11T05:49:00.000-08:00

Another movie to look forward during this coming Chinese New Year 2010. Royce, Lam Tuck Wing, Gan Mei Yan and several local artiste will be starring in a new movie called 大日子. Here's a preview that you can watch from youtube. Coming soon to your nearby cinemas!

Gong Hei Fatt Choy, 2010!

williamwilstroth... 大日子

Labuan's Kolo Mee By Ah Teck...

2010-01-05T06:03:00.000-08:00

Labuan is where my wife grew up and left after she got an offer from Adventist Hospital to be a nurse. Since I married her in 2007 I have been visiting Labuan every end of the year. Recently I went back to Labuan for a visit. Things a bit different now for us since my late mother in law passed away last year around March. However, there is something my wife and me still look up to when we go back to Labuan. Among many other things is kolo mee. Kolo mee is a plate of thin yellow noodles (using wan tan mein) blanched with Ah Teck's recipe of soy sauce and served with thin slices of pork and garnished with chopped onions.

There are a few types of kolo mee at our eastern side of Malaysia especially in Sarawak. You can get green kolo mee and red kolo mee. I think there are more colors in Sarawak. Anyway, this is one dish of noodles I will look forward if I go back to Labuan. I even had my bro-in-law tapao 2 packs of kolo mee back to West Malaysia. I wish I could eat it in Air Asia. Kolo Mee in the air, who knows?!

Yup, tapao 2 kolo mee and fly back to West Malaysia

williamwilstroth... kolo mee from Labuan

Nike's Lace UP Save LIVES

2010-01-05T05:31:00.000-08:00

Since last year I had been planning to change my Reebok's shoe lace but I was lazy. So 2010 came and I made myself to change a new shoe lace. Hence, I found Nike's Lace UP Save LIVES. It is part of Nike's campaign to help fight AIDS in Africa. Now, my Reebok shoe has finally gotten a new face lift with its sexy red shoe lace from Nike.

williamwilstroth... Nike's Lace UP Save LIVES

Twisted Thoughts : To refuse A Wish

2009-12-30T18:59:00.000-08:00

May is a very beautiful girl and loved by everyone. She was a very hardworking girl and her exam results were very good and this made her parents very proud of her. Of course, she had many suitors which she found no interest in them at all. After many years, she had graduated from her university and had became a doctor. Her parents had been even proud of her than ever. One can say her life was perfect.

One evening after dinner, her mother walked into her room. "Dear, your father and I will be going for a visit to an old uncle very far away", said her mother. She smiled at her mother and told them to have a great trip. However, her mother then told her that their trip will not be short and she will be alone for a very long time. "Why, mother?", she asked. "For we have to do one thing that it is now due and we need to fulfill it", answered her mother gently to her daughter. "You are now big enough", she continued. "Then I shall miss you very much, mother", her daughter held her mother's hand. "But why you and papa have to stay so long?", the daughter asked her mother. "One day you shall know", said her mother. Her mother was nearly as tearful as the other night when her husband told her that it was time to fulfill their deeds.

Her parents had left very early in the morning. When she woke up, she found a note by her pillow. The note read that she should be careful whenever the clock strikes seven in the evening and she should not accept anything from any man. That was all the note were written by her parents. She kept wondering what her parents had tried to tell her. She went to work as usual, meet all her patients, had her lunch and went home after work. As correct as the note her parents wrote, someone knocked at her door at seven o'clock evening. She went to answer the door. "Good evening, doctor", the man greeted her. "I am here to grant you one wish. Any wish. However, there's one condition to that wish", the man gave her a wide grin. "When you achieve that wish, you must give me the first thing you see when you wake up the next morning", said the man. Adhering to her parent's advice, she said no and told the man to go off. "Very well", the man left.

The next morning, she went to work like usual and came home after work. At seven o'clock again, there was a knock on the door. She went to answer the door and found the man again on her door step. "Good evening", greeted the man. "I am here to grant you a wish", again the man propose his offer to her. "However, there's a condition that you must give me the first thing you see when you wake the next morning", the man give her an even bigger grin this time. Again, she said no to him and told him not to come again. "Very well", the man left.

The very next day, she went to work like usual then came home after work. At seven o'clock again, there was a knock on the door. The man had returned to her house again. "Hello there", the man called from outside. "I am here to give you a wish", the man repeated his offer again. This time, she had became so frightened she called the police. "I'd called the police!", she begged the man to go away. The man laughed so hard that it shook the house. "You think you can run away", said the man. "Your parents had been so eager to have a baby last time", the man began to snarl then a loud laugh again. "Your parents wished for you", the man laughed again. "And you must do the same again like them", the man told her. "No, it's not true!", the girl cried. It had became so quiet and the girl had no idea if the man was still there. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, "Hello, we are the police. Open the door", the police had arrived. She ran to the door and open it. Behold, the man was still standing behind the two officers. She screamed and fainted.

When she woke up, she was already in the hospital. Her doctor had told her that she had fainted at her doorstep in front of the policemen. Later in the afternoon, the two policemen came to see her. "Miss, may I know what had happen?", he asked her. "Didn't you see a man standing in front of my door?", she asked them. Both of the policemen seemed surprise and told her there was no man standing at her door. She told them there was a man there. For in fact, that person was a devil who had made a deal with her parents many years ago. Her parents had wanted a child for a long time and they would give anything to have one baby. Unfortunately, the devil was passing by and overheard the parent's wish and so decided to make an evil deal with them. Her parents had now gone because both see each other in the morning the first thing when both opened their eyes. They had been strong enough to ward off the devil from taking them away before they could see their daughter grew up.

That night at seven evening, the devil appear in front of her bed and give her the most wicked smile ever. She yelled at him and told him to go away for she had no deals to offer and no wish she wanted. "Yes", the devil gave a long slur and told her every human has a desire. "Everyone has a desire. Tell me, what you desire most?", the devil now bend over her and looked into her eyes. He saw her parents. "Your eyes betrayed you, my dear", the devil laughed. "Tell me, you desire your parents and I shall grant them", the devil was now dancing happily in front of her. "Tell me", the devil repeated. She screamed at the devil again to leave her. She still remember her parents advice to never say yes to any man who offer her anything. When the clock struck eight the devil had dissappeared from her room. She was now soaking with sweat and fear.

The next morning, she was fine enough and her doctors had her discharge from the hospital and returned home. The moment she entered her house, the feeling was no longer the same. She could sense the difference in the house. The feeling as though someone had entered into it and give it a different smell. Again that night at seven evening, the devil came knocking on her door again. He waited outside for her to come to him. He waited and waited and still there was no one to open the door. He knocked again. Only silent greeted him. At eight evening, the devil left. The girl who used to stay there at the house had left already. She no longer stay at the same house anymore. Yet, everyday without fail, at seven evening, the devil will come knocking on the door and bemoans the girl to come open the door so he could offer her a wish. Many occupants had come and go as they complained someone came knocking and created a lot of nuisance exactly at that said hour. I am not sure what happen to that house. Some said it was moved away or it had been demolished for newer housing development.

Author : Just pure fiction and not related to any person or event.

williamwilstroth... knock... knock...

Happy New Year 2010

2009-12-29T18:59:00.000-08:00

Year 2010 in another 3 days and I am still stuck at one previous entry which I have yet to publish it due to current editing to the story. Yes another Twisted Thoughts story. 2010 marks another decade past before our eyes. What have you done for this year?

01. Had a tremendous busy working year.

02. My wife not much difference except my late mother in law had passed away.

03. I have yet to make any official wedding honeymoon trip. Next year, I will need to fulfill this requirement.

04. I gotten myself a new car.

What's for next year in a few days to come?

01. To continue working hard and finish as many projects as possible.

02. My wife and me to a far away land for our honeymoon wedding.

03. Save as much money as possible.

04. Save as much money as possible.

05. Save as much money as possible.

06. Save as much money as possible.

07. Save as much money as possible.

08. Save as much money as possible.

09. Hoping for a higher pay raise and a a fatter bonus.

10. Save as much money as possible.

11. Save as much money as possible.

12. Save as much money as possible.

13. Save as much money as possible.

14. Treat all my loved ones as dear as possible.

15. Save as much money as possible.

16. Save as much money as possible.

17. Save as much money as possible.

18. Probably, I get myself and my wife - Iphones!

19. Save as much money as possible.

20. Save as much money as possible.

21. Save as much money as possible.

And lastly, Happy New Year 2010!

williamwilstroth... Happy New Year 2010!

Twisted Thoughts : Die and Live no Pain

2009-12-25T08:28:00.000-08:00

Back in time in outer space, a team of space marines had been assigned to rescue a certain prominent scientist. Although they had had a hard time locating the scientist but they finally found him in a deserted laboratory. He had sustained injuries heavily during his escaping from his expedition in the planet that he had been researching for many moons. He held something precious in his arms and told the captain that it must reach the mothership no matter at any cost. The package was slightly bigger than any usual briefcase but the casing was so hard as though nothing could break it. "Captain, quick! We don't have much time", the captain's marine reported that a herd of aliens were fast approaching them. "Okay, doctor, you need to run! Can you?", as the captain held his arms to lift him up. "No, Captain, leave me here, I can't", the doctor had no more energy left and his injuries had badly done him. "Remember, it must reach the ship", that was his last words while he pushed the black case into the captain's arms.

The marines had ran as fast as they could with the black package in their hands back to their defending bunkers. These bunkers had been deployed as their safety exit before their dropships returned to retrieve them. "Blue 1! Blue 1! The baby has arrived! We are ready to go!", the reconnaisance corporal yelled into his portal communication device, for immediate extraction, as he entered the second bunker. "Alright, baby, coming up, in 10 minutes!", the first pilot immediately made the response. The two dropships had been hiding at a nearby distance so no enemy aliens can detect their presence. A cloaking device had camouflaged these ships. This technology was only made available to all air ships so they could fly in and fly out of enemies zone. First pilot Renee Stewarts had been anticipating for such type of missions since her graduation from the spaceflight academy. Now, these two blue dropships ermerged from their camouflage and flew at top speed to retrieve the marines.

"Alright men! hold this bunker, we are getting out in 10!", the recon corporal yelled at the top of his lungs, cocked his rifle to get ready for the incoming aliens. No sooner than one second, his comrades had began firing away at the approaching enemies. "Black 18, Black 18, prepare for nuclear attack", someone unknown had messaged them through the recon's portable communication device. The message had came in the right time. The team was glad that someone will be shooting a nuclear missile on their enemy. However, their captain had no idea who was that and he had received no further objective from their battlecruiser that there will be a nuclear attack. "Find out who is that and man your post, men!", his instruction had brought his men back to focus and the aliens are coming nearer each seconds. Within two seconds, a bright light appeared above the holding bunkers. Though dropped slowly but the explosion had been fast. The explosion, within it's radius, had sufficiently terminated the first herd of the attacking aliens. "Fire away, boys!", the Captain aimed and fired at their second group of attackers. The second herd of aliens had reached the two bunkers within seconds. The attacking herd had became mad and were spitting ballistic acid towards the bunker. These two bunkers had to fight to defend themselves until their dropships come to take them back. Another five minutes, Renee will be reaching the extraction point. "I am coming, baby!", she kept telling herself. Hopefully those two bunkers are still standing when I arrived as she flew her ship towards them.

The first front bunker had began to crumble under the continuous acid attack from the aliens. In the bunker, it smelled heavily of acid burnt and the stench had not deter the team from losing this battle. Unfortunately their ammunitions had began to go low. The aliens were not retreating and they were determined to get into the bunkers. "Lieutenant, we are coming low! Low!", yelled one of the marines to young Ambrose Mika. "Switch to burners!", the marines had their rifles' ammunitions switched and begun torching their attackers. The second bunker suffered no less than their other team in the first bunker. "Switch to U-18 and burners", the captain had instructed his team with his index fingers and thumb showing the U. "Contact the dropship again!". The first bunker had began to crack under the alien's acid. "Hold it, men!", the lieutenant had begun to pray for the coming fast of those dropships. "Lieutenant, breach! breach!", the attacking aliens finally managed to creep into the bunker and begin its killing second team of Black 18. In the second bunker, they could hear their comrade's screams. The last sound of bullets being fired out from the first fallen bunker had indicated everyone in there were dead. "In the name of Jose," half of his team were killed in this rescue mission. The last man in the first bunker took his last stand, cocked his handgun, and released off the burner's tank so the gas filled the whole bunker. The gas fume had no longer bothered him anymore like his training in the Academy. It had smelled heaven now for the marine. "Die and live no pain", that was the marines' motto and he smiled at the thought of it. "For the love of my wife, Shereen!", and he pulled the trigger. That moment, the whole bunker was engulf in blue flame, sucked everything in and finally blew everything out. The explosion had took away everything in the bunker with it.

A big boom was the last sound that came from the first bunker. Then, it came crashing down like a sand castle being washed away by the wave. There were still some remaining alien attackers and had turned their focus to the second bunker. "10 seconds, guys, I am coming!", the recon's portable communication device radioed out to them. "Come quick!", the recon personnel had responded to the mouth piece. The second bunker had begun to rattle under the heavy acidic attack from the aliens. "We are falling Captain!", yelled one of the marines. Some of them had succumbed to acid injuries and died. He had been holding his rifle and torching his attacher for almost 10 minutes and it had looked like a very long time. At least he had thought the bunker is still standing and not yet the necessity to put an end to everything. However, his fear of dying in an unknown and desolated planet were becoming nearer and nearer. He wished the dropships had arrived to bring him and his remaining team away. Alas! Dropships had arrived in time to the remaining standing bunker. "Oh god", cried Renee as she pulled her dropship directly below the bunker.

"Fire away, gunners!", Renee ordered her gunners to start shooting those creatures. The heavy firepower from her dropship had force the attackers to retreat to a few distance. Unfortunately, the bunker had cracked at one side of its wall and one creature had entered through the crack. The marines were terrified and had began shooting at it. It forced the alien to back up a bit but it was still determine to move further. Renee turned her dropship around and her gunners spray bullets at it. It ran away unhurt. "Up! Up! Boys! We are going home", she had let down her bay doors for the marines' extraction. The marines ran up into dropship's belly. "Go! Go!", the captain had yelled to his boys. When the last marine had safely entered the dropship, the bunker crumbled like the first bunker. The two dropships turned around and flew up and make their returning trip to the battlecruiser.

Meanwhile, commanders in the battlecruiser which was orbitting outside planet, received good news of the Black 18 success mission. "Now we have the package", Alexei nodded to the Chief Commanding Officer. "We will start the Human Next project", the CCO grinned back at him.

williamwilstroth... fire away... fire away....

A day's in William's life... on Saturday...

2009-12-05T10:26:00.000-08:00

07:30 AM - Woke up, brushed my teeth and washed my cibai face, then prepared my cleaning kits and went down to wash away that cibai bird shit. That cibai bird dropped it on my PG2's front grill. Kanineh...

07:50 AM - Waited at the sucky lift, that is forever sucks, to go down to PG2. I forgot to mention that my ~~condom's~~ condo's lift always had those mysterious white stains on the wall. Its' gross to imagine what kind of residents are living in Midlands. Kanasai!

07:56 AM - Walked to PG2, put down my pail of water, and kits down. Did some inspection and went about cleaning and did a bit of waxing the body and tyres.

08:25 AM - After nearly half an hour, PG2 is sparkling clean enough to pass showroom's quality. Packed everything and went back up.

08:30 AM - Went into the room, kissed Mrs William to wake up. "Where did you go?", she murmured. I winked at her, "exercise, dear".

09:00 AM - Farking Facebooking, Twittering and blog surfing...

11:30 AM - Time to go eat.

13:00 PM - Sleep...

Darn... I have nothing to say...

williamwilstroth... I have nothing to say...

Twisted Thoughts : The angry boy...

2009-11-14T22:42:00.000-08:00

James was a twelve year old boy and he was the only child in the family. His parents adore him very much. However, James was a spoilt kid and he would throw tantrum if he does not get what he wanted. He would screamed and yelled at everyone. He was such a spoilt kid that no other children would want to play with him. One day, a teacher brought with her a new boy. The teacher told everyone, "Hi class, I want you all to meet Dave. He will be your new friend."

The teacher assigned Dave to a table next to James. Dave was as tall as James. He had more freckles than James. His hair was darker than James. However, Dave wore an eye glasses. In contrast to James nasty spoilt behavoir, Dave made friends with everyone in the class and even with kids from other classes. Soon Dave was so popular in the school that he was made the head of school prefect. Dave would tell James to be more friendly and perhaps other kids would talk to him soon. Burning inside James, he had been angried with Dave and had at times felt like punching him in the face. However, he had always stay quiet and made no response to Dave. One day before the school closed for Christmas, Dave had invited James to his house for a Christmas party. No other children had dare to invite James for he would always spoilt their party. So they had stopped inviting James.

When Dave told other kids that he had invited James over to his party, they frowned at his suggestion. "No! Not James! Why?", one kid got scared and told him that it is not good to invite James over to the party. "Oh, he is a nice boy", Dave would tell them and made sure to them that James will behave and be friendly to everyone. Come that Christmas day, James had went to Dave's place. It was a big place with maids and butlers running around everywhere busily for the party. Dave's parents was involved in politics for the country. "Oh you are here, come in James!", Dave welcome James into his mansion. "Hey everyone, here is James!", everyone quieten down and some stopped at whatever their were doing. Upon seeing this, James's heart felt crushed and sad that all his friends had seriously not approved of his appearance in Dave's party. James took one step backward and left without saying a word. "Hey James don't go, will you?", Dave ran after James. "I am not like you, Dave!", James said angrily. "Go back to your party, I don't like you too!", James slammed the door and ran as fast as he could back to his house. While he was running, he suddenly felt his whole world twisted, he became dizzy and fell unconscious onto the ground.

When he woke up, there were tubes and machines every where in the room. The roow was very white. Dave was sitting beside him. "James, you fell unconscious, you know", Dave told him. "What happen?", James's head was still spinning a bit due to the medication that was flowing in from the needle attach to his hands. "I have no idea but your parents and my parents is outside speaking to the doctor", Dave explained to James. He laid there and suddenly he could heard someone wailing loudly out of the room. Some one was crying and shouting as if something bad had happened. "James, is this the first time you fell unconscious?", Dave asked his friend. "Yes", James trying to swallow his saliva.

Then Dave's parent walked in and patted James's hand, "You will be alright, don't worry". Dave's father then took Dave out of the room. From his bed he heard some soft conversation like "I am sorry Mr Hartnett", "Take good care, he is a strong boy" and some sobbing. Finally, the conversation had died down. Dave and his parents had left. The room was now as silent as before Dave had left. The only sound that filled the room was the machines and drips that attached to his hand and body. He could hear his father's voice, "Come on darling, let's go inside to see James". His mother was sobbing and murmuring, "He is too young and", before she could continue Mr Hartnett had stopped his wife. "Don't worry, darling", James father had assured her. The door open and Mr Hartnett came in first followed by his mother. "How are you son?", asked Mr Hartnett. James nodded his head. His mother looked devastated and barely able to look straight into his son's eyes. She was still sobbing. "What happened, Ma?", James asked her. "It's okay, honey", she wiped her eyes with her pink handerchief. Mrs Hartnett just kept quiet and smiled to her son.

The doctor then came in to check on James and as well as to tell him what was happening to him. "How are you, James?", asked the doctor. "I am fine", nodded James. "You will need to stay in the hospital for a while, James because you have a weak heart, " the doctor stop so that James able to understand what he told him. James looked to his parents. His mother was in his father clutches and sobbing too. "Now, you should not exert yourself too much. You were running yesterday and you fainted, do you remember?", he asked James. James nodded again. "I will help but you must follow my advice to take your medicine so you will be strong and healthy, can you do that?", asked the doctor again. James nodded again. "Good boy", the doctor patted his young patient's head. Before leaving, the doctor turned to the parents and said a few words that he will see them again tomorrow.

The next day, Dave came by to see his friend. "Hi James, how are you?", he put out his favorite toy and a chocolate bar on his bed. "My doctor says I have a weak heart", Dave shook his head as though he had no inkling what his friend on the bed was saying. "Can you go to school again?" Dave asked him. "I am not sure," James partially shook his head. "You know, I am quite lonely without you at your desk", Dave told him. James can only smile. "Dave, I am sorry if I'd ruined your party the other day", James said slowly. Dave held his hands and made sure that his friend was forgiven. They had spent nearly two hours just talking about school subjects and friend who had enquired about him. The other evening, his parents would visit him. As days goes by, James situation had became worsen and Dave had continually came to visit him. At each visit, Dave will bring a friend to visit him. Soon, everyone had visited James.

One day, James had become too exhaustive and too tired to open his eyes. He was struggling. His parent were tormented than ever before. His mother looked so lost and his father was deep in thoughts by the window. The doctor had tried his best to help James and make him feel more comfortable. As usual, Dave came by to visit James. "Dave, you had been a very good friend", and Dave had told him it was alright and he should get better so they could go to the playground. "I will", and that was the last time Dave heard from his friends again.

Editor : Another Twisted Thought series and this story has no relations to any person or anyone living or dead. This is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only

williamwilstroth... Dave and James

Twisted Thoughts : Ah Kiang and Ah Tang

2009-11-14T21:04:00.000-08:00

Ah Kian was a very young man when he was still practicing law in a firm situated in the central business district in Kuala Lumpur. He had had his time enjoying his life to the maximum. The daily night out for drinks and the accompany of different ladies. His companion for the night had included some of his own female colleagues. One night stand was his common adventure in many bars and clubs around Kuala Lumpur. Not only that, he was the envious of his colleagues in the corporate ladder. His boss would say, "Make it one more good closing, I'll make you a partner of this firm" every time he won a case. He was more than delight to hear this praise and encouragement. He had worked hard and played hard. Life was ahead of him!

One night, he was lying down on his sofa in a very expensive condominium and he got a call from his old friend. "Ah Kiang, how are you?", asked the caller. He shrugged and replied, "As usual Ah Tang, how about you? Got any kang tao?", he laughed and trying to maintain his composure. The other side of the caller laughed too albeit a bit eerily, "Pretty much the same". The caller stopped laughing as though the line had went dead that moment. The conversation had become serious. "You got to come down to Johor to visit me, I'd got this cun babe and I told her about you!", Ah Tang said. "Oh really", he sounded disbelief at his friend who actually got him a girl. "Do tell me about it, you sick bastard", he asked quizzically at his old friend. "Ok, she's a nice girl, good body, sweet voice and very sexy too, dude!", Ah Tang was getting excited telling his friend. Ah Tang continued, "Come down next weekend lar, I introduce you to her. You won't be dissappointed!", Both of them chatted for a few minutes before Ah Kiang bid goodbye to him. "I will call you again next Friday", the line went dead with click.

After each call from Ah Tang, Ah Kiang will start shivering and prayed hard, he would hold the cross or just read from the bible. "I am so sorry Ah Tang, I didn't know it would happen", he would cry and cried until he passed out. Tomorrow morning, he would work hard as usual and partied hard through the night. Ah Tang would call him again the next Friday. This went on to become a routine since Ah Tang had passed away at one night during one of his many visit to Johor. As you see, Ah Tang was his good friend who would share his girlfriends with his old buddy Ah Kiang. They would take turns to drug the girls and taking turns to have fun themselves. One night their escapade turned awry and the girl they were having fun died because of drug overdose which they had forcefully fed her and held her captive for the weekend. Ah Tang and Ah Kiang fought over each other for the death of the girl. Their intentions had been for fun only. Unfortunately, in a heated argument, Ah Kiang furiously tood a pen knife and stabbed Ah Tang to death.

Ah Kiang made Ah Tang and the girl's death like an accident and had a rough time explaining to the police and his family as to how and why the incident happened. It was a horrible month that had happened to Ah Kiang. For fear of police of arresting him for the murder, he had to lie to many friends, colleagues and family that Ah Tang and the girl committed suicide because of bad debts with Ah Longs. The drugs that the police found in the deceased's body, Ah Kiang lied that they used it to relief their stress. So Ah Kiang had successfully gotten off the blame from the whole horrible incident.

Now, every Friday, the ghost of Ah Tang will continuously call Ah Kiang and asked him to join him like their usual escapade. Meanwhile the dead girl's spirit will always follow him whenever he visit any pub and club. The girl will possess those girls he brought home and she will force him to drug himself. Not only the ghost force Ah Kiang to do drugs but he had gotten hooked onto it. Such was the story of Ah Kiang who had live his life to the fullest and every moment he was haunted by his friend and the drugged girl. Ah Kiang's life is not as what his boss and his colleagues think highly off.

For over 30 years, Ah Kiang had endure the hauntings of his old friend and the dead girl. He had remember when he handed his resignation letter to his boss after his finish final case for the firm. "Ah Kiang, why do you have to resign lar?", his resignation shocked his boss. "Boss, I'd had my struggle and my happiest time working for you and I need to go somewhere, " Ah Kiang told his boss with a very exhaustive look. "Look Ah Kiang, you are the best lawyer in my firm and I am not happy about you leaving, what is the problem actually? Am I not treating rightly?", his boss asked him. "No boss, I need to find my inner peace", Ah Kiang said. "I can increase your salary, give you a bigger room and you can even hire another secretary, how about a sexytary?, his boss said humourously to him hopefully to change Ah Kiang's mind. His boss knew of his adventures but had closed one eye as long as Ah Kiang was helping him pouring money into the company's account. "Look Ah Kiang, I know everyone's had their own problem but is there anything I can do so you will not leave?", the boss told Ah Kiang. "No, I am leaving. In this three months I will handover my what ever yet to start to Ah Joe, he is a very capable person. I'd teach him enough to know what he needs to do, " Ah Kiang stood up and shook his boss hands and went out.

"Tomorrow I will be a monk, " he spoke silently to himself. He glanced around the office. He will miss his colleagues especially the girls. He will miss Kuala Lumpur. He will miss its beautiful night life.

Editor : Another Twisted Thought series and this story has no relations to any person or anyone living or dead. This is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only.

williamwilstroth... Ah Kiang, Ah Tang and the drugged girl...

Coca Cola and Meguiar's...

2009-11-14T20:35:00.000-08:00

Had a good morning yesterday by starting my day with a good breakfast. I had two sausages and scrambled eggs. Served with some baked beans. Then I drowned those with a glass of nice warm water. Read the newspaper and then went down to have my car washed, vacuumed and waxed to sparkling clean. After that rest beside the car and looked at it. Just that I noticed I need something more powerful to make it more shiny.

Then I went up to have a bath, kissed my wife, and told her that I am going next to One Stop for a look around on some good wax and cleaning solution.

Mrs William : Since you are going to One Stop... do get me a bottle of Cola... ok, dear?

Mr William : Drink water lar... drink so much Cola no good...

Mrs William : ** Pout her lips and looked at me **...

Mr William : Ok ok...

At One Stop, I went to second floor and looked at the shop I bought my first car towel and subsequently a few more. There I looked around the shop for some waxing solution. I only found one Meguiar's product. Most of it are Production's Car solution. Production's Car is another competitor of Meguiar's product. Anyway, I wanted to try Meguiar's.

Then at third floor, I found this store that sells most of Meguiar's product. All of its range and the owner even thought me how I should take care of my car.

Mr William : But my car is new...

Owner : Ok, fine... new car or old car... as beginner you should know that oxidation take place even when new cars are already park outside the factory before even send to customers. So you must buy a claybar, detailer and before waxing your car.... but most important is that you need a Clay Bar...

Mr William : Okay... how do I know if my car has oxidation?

Owner : Good... to detect that... you use your palm... swipe over your car... you will feel its smooth right?

Mr William : uh hmmm...

Owner : Now... if you wrap a plastic over your palm... like this... ** showing a plastic wrapper over his palm **... then swipe again... you will definitely notice the difference... surface is like pimples... and that is oxidation... so that's why you need a Clay Bar to remove it... remember... you don't protect it... just removed it... oxidation will happen... Clay Bar just remove it...

Mr William : Ooooooh...

Owner : Oxidation happens gradually and faster... and it gets worse if you always park under sun...

Mr William : yes yes... I park under the sun... every day...

Owner : Okay, nevermind... now you know... you just purchased this Meguiar's Ultimate Quik Wax and its Dry Towel first... then you go back try out first...

Mr William : Okay... I go back and try... then I come back to get the Clay Bar... ** returned home happily **... Hehehehe...

Returned home to admire the product and updated my Facebook,

Mrs William : Honey, honey... you are back?

Mr William : Yes... yes... I am in the living room... Hehehehe...

Mrs William : Did you get my Coca-Cola?

Mr William : oO.. ** Gulp **... oops... oh shiiiiiiittttttttttttttttttttttt...

williamwilstroth... Coca Cola and Meguiar's...

My New Honda City's first 1000 KM service

2009-11-07T04:22:00.000-08:00

The other week I had my left passenger's door fixed for its dent and chipped paint. It was a sad day for me but it was fixed the following day by a workshop next to Kah Motor Service Centre at Sungai Pinang. The repair was well done! Last 3 days, I'd just sent my City to its first service. Free!

9:00 AM - Prepared myself for the first service. Dressed up in a black T-shirt and a blue jeans and headed off to Kah Motor.

9: 25 AM - Reached Kah Motor Service Centre and had the slightest idea where to park my car. The location was small and had many cars parked along the road. The lane beside the service centre was very narrow. I had to double park (editor : don't wory, I don't do that at all) and went in to check out where their customers park their car to service. One skinny Malay old man with white moustache and a Chinese mechanic told me that I can park at this green slot. So I had to reverse and drove into the centre. Okay, that was done.

9:35 AM - Walked into the service reception area, greeted by a Chinese lady and I told her that my appointment was now. She had my car number ticked off and told me to proceed to another counter to have my particulars entered into their system. Sat behind the registration counter, a Malay guy attended to my registration. He took my red Honda service booklet, looked throught and registered accordingly in the booklet and asked if there is problem with my new car. I told him that driver side's wing mirror's lining had one spot melted off. So he went out to check it. Oh, it was just some glue from the factory that had gone off. He told me nothing serious and not to worry about it. So he cleaned out the wing mirror for me. ;)

9:40 AM - After that, he told me to wait at customer lounge while the car will be inspected by a Honda mechanic. So I headed towards their Customer Lounge. There are coffee machine, a water dispenser and on one table stood a nice set of china to serve tea for customers around the corner. I wonder who will be using those sets of china to serve tea? Perhaps, potential customers gets to have a sip of tea while disccusing the price over a Civic or Accord. On second thought, old and fat potential customers like those Chinese towkays! Hehehe...

9:45 AM - A young girl dressed like going to club walked in with a large lookalike LV bag, wore a black sun glasses, a fairly beige sandals and held an Iphone. Furthermore, she had black colored finger nails and had flowery stickers on her toe nails. Take a guess, she drove a Honda Accord! She must be someone else's filthy rich man's daughter. She sat in front of me before her turn to register her car for servicing. She smells heavy of perfume too! Then came another man dressed very smartly, one hand held a phone, sun glasses on top and walked in talking to his bluetooth earphone. Must be a businessman. The young girl had finished her registration, now walked around before deciding to sit two seats to my left.

10:00 AM - She kept playing with her Iphone and once in a while heads up to look around or stared next to a huge mirror to make her hair. Then a few minutes went by, she crossed her legs and I can tell you, she attracted alot of attention, who came in to the service centre. Mechanics, service agents and sales agents turned their heads too. After a while, her Iphone rang, answered, looked out and waved to someone behind me. Thereafter, she left the service centre. My day just grew bored with the young girl gone. (Psst.. don't tell Mrs William!)

10:15 AM - Bored less I thought no more when one auntie (tai tai) walked in to have her car service. She had her hair permed and colored light brown. Gold rings all over her fingers and had a flashy handbag. Walked with click-clacking sound emitted from her medium heels shoe. She spoke with mix Hokkien and Malay to Honda service agents. The Malay guy kept nodding his head (oh yes, the whole island knows Hokkien except me!). Followed behind her, one tall Chinese guy dressed with a fairly shiny white low collared shirt and a black slacks. Not to mentioned his very glossy black leather shoe that I kept wondering what brand of shoe polisher he used to keep that shining continuously. Under his left arm, a huge leather black purse like those Ah Longs used to keep their big wad of cash, held tightly underneath it. Moreover, he had the similar action with the first Chinese man I saw earlier talking to his phone. Oh, he had a big gold ring too! So, all Honda car owners are very filthy rich and classy people?! In contrast to them, I think my image is very modest. Perhaps, too modest!

10:20 AM - A father and son walked in (which, several days later, I saw him again in Penang airport, that's another story) and had the service agent to repeatedly told the father to be seated before being served after he had finished with another Chinese uncle. The Chinese uncle despite driving a Civic he wore casually differently from others I had observed earlier. Around this time, an old uncle dressed in white and grey pants walked in and started to make his tie. I think this is supervisory sales person because he ordered his henchmen (sales agents) to get things prepared for the day. One fat sales agent went to prepare the set of china for tea. So this set of china is prepared by Honda sales agent!

10: 25 AM - I saw my car drove to the front of the service centre. Alright, they had finally finished checking my car. The auntie (tai tai) suddenly went up to the counter and asked if her car is ready. The Malay service agent told her to wait as it is not ready yet. She went back mumbling something in Hokkien. No idea what she said. I waited for another 10 minutes and there was still no sign of me getting my car keys. I asked the same Malay guy and was told my car key is still under inspection. My car key needs to be inspected?!

10:35 AM - Finally, another Malay guy came out, holding a few documents and a car key. Yes, that is my car key! I recognized it because it has an SAP key holder attached to it. Hehehe... I proceeded to the cashier to sign off. No free gifts for my first service? Hmmm... Yes Eric, I did not get any free gifts from Kah Motor Honda Service Centre.

10:40 AM - Checked around my car for scratches as Eric had told me that my car will have some fine scratches after first service. I found none and got in and drove towards Penang's Main Post Office to get my Public Bank Loan Agreement for this car. Had a tough time finding an available parking near the Jetty and surrounding the Post Office. I had to drove over two rounds before finding one near the Swettenham's entrance and RAN towards the post office. I ran because I did not put coins into the meter! ;P

11:00 AM - I got my package! It was still early so I drove towards home to have lunch before returning back to office.

One thing I learned from my encounter in Honda Service Centre is to dress with style to drive your Honda City.

By the way, if one is going home early for lunch, please, please, please call up your wife first and check if she is still at home. This is because you might need to tapao lunch for her too. I didn't do that and got caught with one pack of chap fan in hand entering my condo! Sob... sob... sob...

williamwilstroth... dress with style please...

Sad Sad Sad Day for my car...

2009-10-30T19:21:00.000-07:00

Yesterday had been a hell raising and blood curdling situation because my office tag had broken down and utlimately, some asshole decided to dent my new car with a tiny hole the size of your last little finger. That's the ultimatum that really make my day bad! With exhaustiveness excerted from my tension job plus this kind of unwanted event, i could not bare it anymore. I took second half day, dashed home to wax off that puny little dent that aching my heart.

After I wax... that dent is still there...

Had a really mixy feeling yesterday. I could not even close my eyes to rest and my Friday sleep was barely restful. I am disheartened to think that people would do such nasty thing to other people's car. I doubt my dent is the result of being hit by another car door. Apart from that, I suspected that there might be someone in my workplace did that dent. If you look at it, that dent looks more like intentionally made it there.

This morning, I'd just sent it to a recommended workshop to mend that dent and repaint it. Hopefully, it is fix as good as new. Oh gosh, this car is only 3 weeks old! I am sad that this kind of thing happen. Anyway, the dent is made, I hope that person is happy now that he has fulfilled his gratification intentionally or unintentionally made that hole.

Damn you, whoever that made that dent there!

williamwilstroth... sad sad sad day...

I want to sleep... lazy...

2009-10-27T05:23:00.000-07:00

Yesterday marked the last day of Nine Emperors Festival which is celebrated by the Chinese in Malaysia. For this period of 9 days, the Chinese will only have vegetarian dishes and go to the temple to give prayers and make offerings to the Nine gods. As a result, certain stalls that I usually frequent to tapao for dinner were closed during these 9 days. Yet, it is still okay because I get to showcase my cooking skill and present it to my wife to pass her SIRIM test again. At worse, I will cook Cintan Mee lar.

Today, after work, which I had reluctantly told my running mates that I had to take my wife out for dinner and a movie because this Sunday I will be participating the Post Merdeka Run. So this was my replacement for Mrs William.

Mr William : Honey, I am home! Come let's go...

Mrs William : ** no sound no gas **...

Mr William : Honey... ** walks into the room ** ...

Mrs William : ** waiting naked in the room for me **...

Nah... nothing of such happen... ** rewind **

Mr William : Honey... ** walks into the room **

Mrs William : ZZZZ zzzz zzzzz...

Mr William : Hey, wake up! We agreed tonight... we go out makan and see movie... don't sleep!!!

Mrs William : I ammm sleeeeepyyy.... I wannnt to sleeeeepp.... ZZZZ zzzzz zzzzz...

Mr William : Ayoooh.... wake up lar... it's just 6:30 pm... ayooo...

Mrs William : Laaaaazzzzzzzzzzzzzzyyyyyy... Sleeeeeeeeepyyyyyyyyyy.... ZZZZZ Zzzzzzzzzzz....

Mr William : Okay, if you don't wake up now... I go down to wash my car... and pamper my City...

Mrs William : ZZZZZZZZZZZ zzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

Later that evening after I cleaned City, I called up Pizza Hut for delivery...

williamwilstroth... ayooooh.... so laaaazzzzzyyyyy....

Where are all those good TVB dramas?

2009-10-24T04:55:00.000-07:00

TV Channels in Malaysia can do better right, can't they? I hate Taiwanese Idol drama because almost all of it's storyline sucks big time and it is full of nonsense. Yes, I anti Taiwanese Idol dramas. Why can't our Malaysian TV channels just broadcast drama/series from TVB (Hong Kong)? TVB dramas are more valued, interesting and exciting to see than a bunch of nonsense kids whose brains still not grown fully; running around and look like there's nothing serious in their life.

No doubt Taiwan has a lot of handsome, beautiful and sexy idols but I just hate seeing them in the dramas. I rather see them sing or just listen to their song. I still like my TVB dramas.

Mrs William : Wah, full of leng chais! what is the name of this drama...?

Mr William : ** Keeps quiet **...

Mrs William : Eh honey, do you know the name of this show?

Mr William : its called "Nonsense", go watch RTM 1... got National Geographic... good for you and our daughter...

Mrs William : -_-"

I have to admit that RTM 1's National Geographic program is way much better than 8TV's stupid Taiwanese idol dramas. No wonder we have so many Ah Lians and Ah Bengs in Malaysia...

williamwilstroth... I hate Taiwanese idol dramas...

The Power of Women...

2009-10-22T08:12:00.000-07:00

Men falls over and becomes crazy over women. A woman can bend a man. The more powerful a woman the man will be more submissive. More powerful?! I think a beautiful woman will surely force any men to be more submissive than ever before in their life. If the beautiful woman is the wife, the man will definitely KOW TOW! You don't belive me?! I proved it to you now...

Mrs William : Go iron my baju now!

Mr William : Lazy lar...

Mrs William : ** Radioactive and Nuclear missiles launched from her eyes; Rambo pun boleh mati! **...

Mr William : ** Drops Honda City manual **... ok ok...

Now you see...

williamwilstroth... do or not do?!

A tribute to my Kancil "Pigatron" 660...

2009-10-19T06:13:00.000-07:00

Five years ago, I drove a Kancil 660 and I was so happy that I finally got my own covered transportation and I am not going to wet in the rain going to work anymore. Yes, I rode a motorcycle when I was still studying back in the university. Apart from riding the bike, I had took train and buses which I was still in Sydney. That was further 10 years ago. Just last week, I took my new ride back from Honda. I gotten myself a new Honda City.

Kancil 660 had been a very good companion to me. It had brought me to a few places that I could not be more grateful than having a motorcycle that gets wet during moonsoon season. More important, it was Kancil 660 who led me to get my girlfriend to become my wife. So Kancil 660 had been working very hard and no doubt it deserved a great phrase. Kancil 660 is a strong car for it had travelled from Kuala Lumpur to Ipoh and Penang. Then a round trip back to Kuala Lumpur. As strong as it is, I only know he nearly gave way when I had negligently fail to maintain it accordingly. Fortunately, I brought it to a great mechanic that fixed it up and in no time, it performance was a good as I had just purchased it from day one.

Only several months ago, I had christened my Kancil as Pigatron in conjunction with Transformers 2. From then on, PIGATRON was that good old Kancil which still brings me the good adventure travelling from Penang to Ipoh and Kuala Lumpur. Only this time was different because it had to bring my wife and me to do some shopping in the capital of Malaysia. Last time, it had to bring me to court my wife. So PIGATRON had done its part right from day one. Although it does not have the luxury such as CD player, climate control, audio control or the large 16" rim like any other mid size sedan but it has surprised me with its strenght to travel up and down Kuala Lumpur to Penang.

Yesterday, I had officially passed on PIGATRON to my brother. Hopefully, PIGATRON will bring him many adventures and to begin with back again in Kuala Lumpur where all it had happened!

williamwilstroth... PIGATRON great!!!

Returned by bus, crossed the sea with ferry and took a cab...

2009-10-18T00:00:00.000-07:00

It's been some time I travelled by bus, ferry and cab. Today I had the opportunity to do that and I got to experience again some of those weird stuffs you likely to see, for example, how other people's weird behavior in the public.

7:45 AM, Ipoh, Sri Maju bus station - a couple of foreign tourist sat by the bench beside the office's entrance waiting for their bus. Lots of bus exhaust fumes were spilled by the buses that parked in front of them and the lady begun to cough and coughed non stop. The fume was unbearable and this bus driver was revving up his bus's engine. More fumes sputtered out from the exhaust pipe. The lady coughed so much that her husband had to give her a bottle of water to drink to subdue her coughing.

8:00 AM, Ipoh, Sri Maju bus station - another young Chinese couple arrived. The girl wore a strapless yellow color tube showing her bare shoulders and a short jeans exposing her fair legs. Nice! She had wavy long black hair and light make up on her fair face. Adorable! Lovely! On the other hand, her boyfriend, I have no words to describe him but one expressed impression - typical Malaysian Ah Beng. They were waiting for the KL bound bus. They were hugging each other and some old aunties were looking with dissapproval.

8:15 AM, Ipoh Sri Maju bus station - a group of Indians came and they looked very happy and cheerful. Of course, today is post Deepavali so I am thinking they are now returning back to their home. Later, I get to know that they are going to Butterworth in the same bus with me. Then another Malay couple came and they were very quiet and they looked very exhausted too. On one hand, I had gone twice to the toilet before the arrival of my bus. It always fascinates me when the graffities in the men's toilet always had GAY numbers on the wall. Do you notice that?Why not offer numbers to win 4D? It is always GAY numbers...

8:20 AM, Ipoh Sri Maju bus station - the damn bus finally arrive later than the initially scheduled 8:15 as departure time. The clerk said the bus was probably stucked in the morning jam. As per my knowledge, Ipoh's traffic usually is quite free especially on a Sunday morning. Mom said the bus is due to come from another bus station probably got hold up over there picking up passengers. Anyway, the bus arrived and I sat next to one young Malay man (or student?). He was quiet throughout the journey occasionally playing with his phone. I whipped out my HTC and SMS-ed my darling that I am now in the bus.

8:50 AM, entering PLUS highway - I took out my book, "The Last Empress", and read many chapters until I reached Butterworth. The bust stopped midway, god knows which Rest & Relax Stop, for passengers to go to toilet, and stretched themselves. The bus driver went for a smoke. I think the bus stopped, predominantly, for the bus driver wanted a smoke. Bah, smokers, they can't live or live without a stick in between their lips and their fingers. We reached Juru at nearly 10:00 AM.

10:30 AM, Butterworth Jetty - After I alighted from the bus, I felt quite lost and disoriented because I had read non stop all the way from the last stop to Butterworth. My eyes had yet to adjust to the bright sun light. In addition to that, this was also my first time taking the ferry on my own. All this while I had my darling wife to guide me around in Penang. I acknowleged the fact that I can get very lost without my wife being my compass when I am on a travel. Luckily, a Malay girl who sat a few rows in front me, passed by me, and I asked her for directions to go to the Jetty's terminal. "You can follow me, I am going there too", she told me. I smiled and thanked her for her kindness. I am indeed embarassed by my lost of direction in the terminal.

10:50 AM, the ferry arrived - I boarded the ferry, thanked the malay girl and she went her way. I took one seat near the ferry's food counter and SMS-ed my parents and my darling again. To my parents, "On the ferry" and to my darling, "I am on the Star Cruise, going around the Island, wanna join?". She replied, "Get your arse back on the island as soon as possible". That was it. Around that time, an old man, not really old, sat just two seats away to my left. He was coughing and clearing his throat a lot of times. Suddenly he got up and moved towards the railing and picked up an empty Twisties packet! Strange! He sat down again and spit his phelgm into the Twisties packet! Damn you! I am not going eat Twisties anymore. Imagine his phelgm was so much, and it glistened, that went into the Twisties packet. I turned to the other side to avoid looking at him. Of course, I felt revolted and disgusted by this old man. When I think about it, if I were in his shoes, I would also be finding a way to discard my phelgm. Swallow or spit it out. Well, at least the old man was not doing it on the floor. On one hand, it was a good thing he did it with the empty Twisties packet. Unfortunately, the old man has tarnish my impression on Twisties snack. Probably, I will not eat Twisties for a period. Argghh... Yuckiieee!!!

11:30 AM, Reached Penang Island's Jetty - Got out and headed down to the station for my last mode of transport back to Pulau Tikus. My mind was deciding whether to take the RapidPenang or the cab. Perhaps, the first cab driver I see I will take the cab. Of course, one will always see the taxi drivers first before the buses. "Adventist Hospital", I told him. Wait, why I chose to stop at Adventist. I must be crazy and I could have just told him to stop at One-Stop. Or better, stop at Midlands Condo. Damn myself and so silly of me. It must the travelling that had screwed up my mind. Finally, I reached Adventist, went to One-Stop, bought some boxes of orange juice and went home. Finally, it is nice to be home with my darling. Oops! I have not gone down to see my mistress...

williamwilstroth... bus-ferry-taxi adventure

Must pay more attention...

2009-10-16T09:02:00.000-07:00

In conjuction with the title above, please pay more attention to....

The Senior Citizen.

The other day, the co-Author went to watch the Singapore's ghost story called "Where got ghost?". In one part of the movie, it depicted a very dramatic scene of an almost abandoned mother, even in her afterlife! Thought by the sons that the mother did not blessed them for wealth but in the end, the mother actually blessed them for much greather thing than wealth, it was health, safety and happiness of the family.

Then came my gf's grandmother who passed away recently and at the funeral, there is one part where the sons and daughters had a "karaoke" session for their belated mother. They were singing "mama hau" and one could actually feel their eyes tearing. The scene was touching with many of their friends, relatives and neighbours around sat there listening to the "karaoke" session.

And then came main Author post "Dementia is a horrifying diseases..."

With all these points brought forward, I truly felt that the world is moving too fast that the new generation, indeed, need to pay some or maybe more attention to the senior citizen.

"One might move ahead to a better place but please remember the past of that one with you most of the time when you first started to crawl, then walk and eventually talk and run... "

crude hastings... respect and care for your elders...

Dementia is a horrifying diseases...

2009-10-09T23:35:00.000-07:00

Source : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iXPHhfk_7E

Produced by Vinn Bay and Tee Boon Leng for ADI (Alzheimer Disease Internation) Conference on March, 2009.

williamwilstroth... ADI

Saturday is NACHOS, rice, fried kang-kung, and all sorts...

2009-10-09T22:04:00.000-07:00

Normally Saturday it's a day for both of us to relax and do nothing at all. Laze around, play Facebook, check out TWITTER, watch some drama, talk about something to make each other laugh, and even make ~~sex~~ fun of each other. Well, this is our Saturday but when it comes to lunch and dinner, you would think of couples do their own cooking, or maybe the wife cook for the husband. No, my wife do not really cook most of the time.

She cooks when she either has the passion or there is a special occasion, rreeeaaaalllll special occasion! Hence most of the time, it is either I cook or I go out takeaway. So today here's one of our own routine:

Mrs William : Honey, go tapao for lunch... I'm hungry liao...

Mr William : ** Minimmize Facebook **... go grab my pants (hey, i wear boxer at home, ok?)

Mrs William : I want to eat sambal fried fish, one slice of spicy omelette, and some stir fried kang-kung... ;P

Mr William : What?! you think I'm the chef ar?!

Mrs William : Please lar... honey... Please lar...

Mr William : ok lar... I go see got or not...

So at the stall selling economy rice,

Mr William : hmm... for myself... ** pick some fried meatballs, stir fried kai lan, and steam egg with pork **... yum yum...

Then,

Mr William : for the Mrs... ** pick sambal fried drumstick, some stir fried kai lan, and one sunny side up fried egg **... ooh... yummmy....

Then, I will go to the 7-11 convenient store to grab the newspaper and some other things,

Mr William : ** picks the Star paper, a pack of NACHOS and a AutoCar magazine **...

Back at home...

Mrs William : ** took one look at the tapao rice **... Ooi!!! Where's my sambal fried fish, omelette egg and sambal kang-kung?!?!?!

Mr William : ** yum yum **... shit... oops!!! I did it again... ** Britney Spears singing **

Mrs William : Where?

Mr William : Eh today not selling... so I chose these for you...

Mrs William : You are lying!!!! You are lying!!!

Mr William : No lar... hehehe... after all, it is still delicious, dear...

Mrs William : I don't care... I want your one... you take my one!

Mr William : UH! noooooooo!... you can't!

Mrs William : Why not?

Mrs William : You want syok syok or not tonight?!

Mr William : -______-" ok ok lar...

Mr William : ** Opens up that pack of NACHOS ** ... yum yum... ** serves with rice nice too! **

Mrs William : Ooi! You fat boy!... eat your lunch properly lar.. serves with snack food... you want to die is it?! Who teach you to eat like that huh?! huh?! huh?!

Mr William : ** Puts away the NACHOS **... okay okay... hehehehe...

Mrs William : ** grumble grumble and ate her lunch **...

Sigh... there goes my bad eating habit... as you see, I have always like to have a variety of food serve on my plate. A bad habit that goes way back while I studied in the uni...

williamwilstroth... NACHOS, rice, meatballs and a nice glass of lemon tea... yes!!!

Dogs and Suap-ing...

2009-10-09T19:42:00.000-07:00

Mr William : The damn dog is barking again... 10:30 pm liao... siao...

Mrs William : yeah lor...

Mr William : Maybe we can feed the dog some poison... and settled it once and for all...

Mrs William : don't lar... no good...

Mr William : Every night also like that... bark bark bark... non stop...

Mrs William : Come lar... ignore the dog... eat!

Mr William : ** mumbling mumbling ** bark again ** mumbling mumbling **

Mrs William : Nah eat somemore... ** suap Mr William makan **

Mr William : ** mumbling mumbling ** owner also ** mumbling mumbling ** siao...

Mrs William : ** suap Mr William makan **...

Mr William : ** mumbling mumbling **...

Mrs William : Finish eating ar?...

Mr William : Eh, you think I am small boy... no need to suap lar... come let me eat it...

Mrs William : ** hands over the plate of Fried Rice **

Mr William : ** SKALI telan everything **... DONE!

Mrs William : -_________-"

williamwilstroth... suap suap bark bark... siao dog!!!

Oh, who told you to look at the girl?!

2009-10-06T07:48:00.000-07:00

It's NEVER A SIN if you ogle at pretty girls especially when they walk past you. Who can resist it, right? God blessed you with a pair of eyes so you can see whatever you like, want or even love. However, guys should not do it together with their wife.

If you cannot avoid ogling at beautiful girls because they are just there - do not say, advice or critic anything about them in front of your wife.

Mr William : ** Stop in front of the condo's gate ** ... oh, this girl again... wow...

Mrs William : What wow?! oooh... looking girls huh... what this girl again...??!!

Mr William : ... well, she was...

MrS William : looking at leng lui again ar while I was away... do you know it's a SIN...

Mr William : ... it's not like what you think lar...

Mrs William : ... what?! what?!... looking at leng lui is a SIN... when you see... your brain reacts then it becomes a SIN... when your brain reacts... you have WANTS... it becomes a SIN...

Mr William : ... Aiya low poh... oogling only wut... you also sometimes do that lar...

Mrs William : ... I can... you cannot... pok chui* some more... ** pinch pinch **

Mr William : ** aduh aduh **... ok ok... but its you who taught me, "God gives us a pair of eyes... if one don't look at leng luis... it's a SIN...

Mrs William : yes... only I can... not you... get it?! ** pinch pinch somemore **

Mr William : ** aduh aduh ** ... -__-"

Mrs William : Grrrr...

* pok chui - meaning rebut the argument, argued or making a point to contradict.

williamwilstroth... IT IS A SIN... please look more...

Your routine when you surf...

2009-10-01T10:20:00.000-07:00

My routine when I open my browser are as follows :

1. Open up my favorite forum SDN SAP...

2. Open up my favorite emails Yahoo and Gmail... strangely, it used to be Hotmail...

3. Open up my favorite social network site... Facebook... (argh! damn)

4. Open up my favorite new site... Twitter... and begin to add some feelings to it...

5. Open up my blog... and try to think of something to write...

Okay, its 1:23 AM... go to sleep...

what's your favorite routine when you surf?

williamwilstroth... open... open... open...

Coming Musical Show from Adventist...

2009-09-27T05:54:00.000-07:00

Coming this October 2009, I will be attending a musical play by students of Adventist College of Nursing (ACN).

There will be lots of beautiful nurses on stage... must be... must be... Here I come to cuci mata...

Mrs William : You must go!

Mr William : Sure? Really?

Mrs William : Yes...

Mr William : ok lar... ** yes! **

williamwilstroth... Musical Play by nurses...

When Raya Comes... 2010 is near...

2009-09-26T05:45:00.000-07:00

When Raya comes, my immediate thought says 2009 is coming to an end and soon we will be celebrating Mooncake, Deepavali, Christmas and New Year. Subsequently, we will be celebrating Thaipusam and Chinese New Year 2010. I can say, after that, it will be another long year ahead because there will less holidays.

Mrs William : ** yawn **... clicks clicks Facebook's games...

Mr William : what you intend to do this afternoon?

Mrs William : ** clicks clicks Facebook's games **...

Mr William : maybe we should go out for dinner, do some shopping and catch a movie...

Mrs William : ** clicks clicks Facbook's games **...

Mr William : The fridge has no fish, meat, my wadeh finish liao, no vitagen, no veges...

Mrs William : ** clicks clicks Facebook's games **...

Mr William : I want to change some of my old boxers... outdated liao... can ar?

Mrs William : ** clicks clicks Facebook's games **...

Mr William : There's this good movie... G-Spot... no i mean G-Force... want to watch it?

Mrs William : ** clicks clicks Facebook's games **

Mr William : What do you want to eat for lunch? I am cooking...

Mrs William : ** clicks clicks Facebook's games **

Mr William : ** both hands on air ** I am going to sleep...

Three hours later (near evening),

Mrs William : Darling.. darling... wake up... we'd not had our lunch yet... go shopping and watch movie? wake up... wake up...

Mr William : zzzz... zzzz... ** snort ** zzzz... zzzz... ** snort **

Mrs William : Grrr...

Mr William : zzzz... zzzz... ** snort ** zzzz... zzzz... ** snort ** zzzz... zzzz...

I know what Facebook did last summer...

williamwilstroth... Hari Raya, Holidays, Wife or Facebook, sleep...

Ok, we found a parking space...

2009-09-22T03:49:00.000-07:00

After a demuring trip to Penang Times Square, Mrs William and I went to Perangin Mall to re-coup back our un-excellent trip as there was nothing much to shop earlier. We reached Perangin Mall after a few turns and found many cars queueing up to enter the parking lot. Well, its Raya and everyone has diverted from PTS to Perangin Mall. Hehehehe... So we managed to went up the parking lot and started to look for parking space. At one point, we saw one couple walking towards their car.

Mrs William : Honey, this couple is leaving... follow them...
Mr William : ok ok...

The couple walk towards their car, the Ah Beng unlock and both of them went in...

Mrs William : Today a lot of cars... hopefully the cinema is not full too...
Mr William : Don't worry, this cinema is not as pack as Queensbay, I'm sure...

We waited for a while...

Mrs William : Eh, what's taking them so long...
Mr William : Hmm... what's keeping them so long... we wait a bit longer...

Several minutes gone... there was still no sign of them reversing to leave...

Mr William : What's wrong with them? The guy forgot his keys ar?
Mrs William : No lar... maybe they lost their car ticket...

Mr William : Eh... this parking need to pay RM3 before masuk wan leh...
Mrs William : Yeah hor... ayo... WTF!! what's taking them so long...

Mr William : We wait a bit longer...
Mrs William : wait..?! ask the guy to fai fai drive out lar...

After 1 minute waiting...

Mr William : This is ridiculous... I go there and see what the hell is taking these two farks up to...
Mrs William : Sigh... ** inside my heart says, "Tar fei kei meh... so long" **

In the car...

Ah Beng : ** Hugging his cibai Ah Lian ** ... come on lar... let me kiss you lar...
Ah Lian : ** Blush Blush **... no lar... here day bright day white... nanti people see...

Ah Beng : ** moves even further ** ... started to kiss his ah lian...
Ah Lian : ** kiss kiss **...

For the two of us at the back...

Mrs William : Niamah... ooi! Wan Kiss Kiss go home lar... Kanineh! Wa ai parking...
Mr William : oO" ... ** smack his head and shake his head **

Ah Beng nowadays, one advice from me, should go somewhere else to kiss his Ah Lian. Please do not do it in the parking space because somebody maybe waiting behind for that parking spot you are about to leave... only if you want to leave at all, why don't you hang a notice or something... at least people no you are farking in the car... kanineh... you are wasting everybody's time...

williamwilstroth... kanineh they tar fei kei inside ar?!

Aren't you from Ipoh?

2009-09-14T05:33:00.000-07:00

My out of synch Cantonese, if not at times then probably most of the time, after I started living in Penang. Here's a conversation about my cousin sister coming back from Arab.

Mrs William : Ah Teng coming back on the 15th October right?

Mee Fung : Yes...

Mr William : How long will she stay before returning to Arab?

Mee Fung : Sam kor singh kei...

Mr William : Sam kor lei pai?

Mee Fung : Yeah lar... singh kei and lei pai... weeks lar...

Mr William : yes yes... sorry my cantonese screwed up again...

Mee Fung : Eh... aren't you from Ipoh...

Mr William : I am from Ipoh but it doesn't mean I speak good cantonese... ;P

Mee Fung : -_-"

I am from Ipoh but that meant doesn't I am good in speaking cantonese. Nah, my language processor has slowed down. Just like what trainer taught us the other day, "After 5pm, my brain shut down". So maybe, at night my Cantonese shuts off one of its language libraries.

williamwilstroth... sam kor singh kei mei sam kor lei pai lor...

Lazy

2009-09-11T16:42:00.000-07:00

Lazy is a great word. It is so strong this word can actually make you stop doing anything. Yes, it is the essence to everything that you wanted to do at that point is render undone. You would just stop looking at issues, your brain stop functioning and just stared into thin space. Of course, this is good if its only for a small period of time. Probably, you need this period to rest your mind. However, if this laziness stretch longer and cause a lot of problems to you and your surrounding then you are consider very lazy.

Being very lazy can affect other people especially your love ones. You don't wash your cups, bowls or plates after using it and your wife has to wash it up for you; that's laziness because you annoy your wife to clear it up for you. You don't do the work you are suppose to do; that's laziness because someone had to take over it and do it for you. So much so, laziness can also make one to rely on other people to help them do and complete things for them. Eventually, you are shirking your responsibilities in life.

Lazy is a strong word. If you keep on telling your brain, you don't want to do this and do that, then you are in for a very long vacation from everything. Lazy is an easy companion and it comes into your life as easy as ABC. Lazy is addictive. Fortunately, you can overcome laziness by forcing yourself to get up and do what you wanted to do. In order to do that, you just need to do one thing only that is to tell yourself this, "I am not lazy".

Today is Saturday, so you are allowed to be lazy... Please forget what I said everything above... be lazy until Sunday. Monday you must get up to go to work. You still need to cari makan and pay your loans off...

williamwilstroth... I am lazy lar...

40 things that you should do... perhaps...

2009-08-04T06:00:00.000-07:00

Life is short and have you ever thought of what you should do before you grew old or kick the bucket? If you don't have any, maybe I can help you out with a list like below:

01. ~~FARK~~ Tipu as many girls as you can afford!

02. Eat as many wan-ton-mee, char kuey teow, and other food as possible your stomach can digest!

03. Eat as many ice cream as you want per day!

04. Play as many MMORPG as possible your eyes can bear to open for many days!

05. Watch as many leng luis as possible so your eyes are thorough clean!

06. Acquire as many high tech gadgets as possible that you can buy; nevermind not using it!

07. Window shop as many stores as possible even though just walk in and out!

08. Test drive as many new cars as it comes into the market and do give the salesperson your comments!

09. Bitch as many complaints as possible if you are like it or don't like anything!

10. Watch as many TVB dramas as possible into the night!

11. Read as many blog as possible; plus providing comments!

12. Visit as many massage parlours as possible and give those biao mei a hard time!

13. Buy as many books as possible so you can fill up those empty spots in your room!

14. Eat as many Macdonalds as possible until you become good friends of Ronald Macdonald!

15. Eat as many KFC as possible until the chicken in the country runs out!

16. Eat as many Pizza as possible until the staffs kick you out!

17. Applied as many credit card as possible so you can show off to your friends!

18. Watch as many movies as possible from GSC until the staffs know you! Forget about its Credit Card advertisement where a couple lansi lansi walks in and show you his farking card...

19. Run as many rounds as possible and even if you hate, just pretend you like it!

20. Show your middle finger as many times to any people you like as possible and say, kanineh!

21. Screw those tele-marketing as many times as possible each time they call you and repeat what they say!

22. Change your personality as many times as possible until everyone is pissed off with you!

23. Say as many KANINEH as possible so people think you are one nut!

24. Say as many MCH in every sentence as possible so people will avoid you!

25. Make your wife angry as many times as possible because she will be the last one you will face at night!

26. Take the chocolate box out, take one piece out, eat it, return the box to the fridge and keep repeating to annoy your wife!

27. Keep repeating each word insensibly from TV advertisement until your wife ask you to stop then repeat again!

28. Keep telling your wife to remember her duty just to annoy her! If she ask what was it, you say you don't know!

29. If you can't sleep, count your sheeps aloud so to annoy your wife! If she start counting together, start counting biao mei!

30. Remove your FACEBOOK friends then tell them to add you back. Repeat doing it to annoy them! After that close your account and create a new one!

31. Write as many love letters as possible to your wife but dear it to your own name!

32. Keep going down to see your car as many times as possible! If your wife is annoy tell her its your second wife!

33. Change channel every 5 minutes to annoy your wife. If she joins in the fun, open and close the TV. If she still ok with it, plug and unplug your television cable! If she still carry on with you, you throw the TV out of your house!

34. Go to one of your male buddy FACEBOOK and keep putting remark, "How was the biao mei last night?" until they remove you from their friend's list!

35. Go to one of your female buddy FACEBOOK and keep putting remark, "How was John in the bed?" until they remove you from their friend's list!

36. Look at your wife and smile to her every 5 minutes just to annoy her!

37. Change every channel and say RUBBISH to annoy your wife!

38. Order every type of Pao and then tell the seller to separate it into each plastic bag. Then you change your mind and tell the Pao seller to put it in one bag instead! Then you change your mind again, tell the seller you only want one Pao!

39. Buy all those types of INSTANT NOODLES and eat it!

40. If you are reading this blog... please come back again!

Thank you.

williamwilstroth... 40 things that you should do or not do it!

Breastfeeding blog... for all pregnant ladies!

2009-07-23T21:37:00.000-07:00

I am a man. I don't lactate and I won't be able to milk for my babies. Only my wife can lactate and can milk my babies. Breastfeeding, an experience in which I will not be able to acquire forever. However, there's one blog that I can read and understand what's breastfeeding mean to my wife and myself. For those who are pregnant and will be doing breastfeeding, please visit Mummzzy!

Yes, mummzzy, I feel enlightened now by your blog! This is a very good blog for all new mothers!

williamwilstroth... breastfeeding...

18SX Hot Hot Hot... in conjunction with hot weather [NSFW]

2009-06-14T07:16:00.000-07:00

The weather for today is so 9 hot that I could just undress and walk around naked in my apartment. Unfortunately, for decency sake I just could not do that for fear of unprecedented voyeurism or sick peeps. Who knows what will happen if one of those creeps manage to get a picture of me walking around naked... but with my figure I doubt it will attract any of them. So I don't care about it and I walk around naked... but lust and sexiness of my body... I decided to take a picture of my own and let you guys and girls admire my body... if you are gay you might love me... if you are a girl you feel my body captivating and allurring... so scroll down... to admire my body...

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williamwilstroth... sexy right??

Random Midnight entry...

2009-06-13T10:59:00.000-07:00

Hold out your two fists and stick them together. That is the size of your brain. If you have a small pair of fists, you have a small brain and vice versa. However, if you are intelligent and has common sense in whatever you do, you will be fine. This does not apply to all people that you come across. I met a lot of them. Some of them from my university days and some else where.

1. Shitty roommate

I still remembered my uni's apartment always had water shortage. Me and Fam had the same experience unable to flush our chocolate cakes so we agreed not to use the toilet for making cakes on the next water shortage. As a result, we had to go to the uni's sport stadium to do washing and do our necessary dump. The apartment that we lived in was just us until one faitful day, one big burly Indian student moved in with us. He was as mysterious as any Hardy boys mystery novel. He came in and out only at night. So he hardly touch the toilet. One fine day, we had another water shortage again. So we told that Indian guy not to use the toilet to make cake else we all will have a hard time, real hardtime, clearing the hardened chocolate cake the next morning. Hell, water shortage would last at least a day. For our gratitude, he took a dump so hard and big before leaving that night and it stanks the whole morning till afternoon. So he left and never came back. For the whole morning, Fam and me was deciding who would be doing the cleaning...

2. Ciggy shitty roommate

Fam, Abeer and me had rented a double storey near our uni and each of us took a small room. Leaving one master room vacant for the next occupant. As we waited for each day for a new occupant, Abeer and me would take turns to clean up that master bedroom. It was quite big and we turned it into our second living room. For the living room downstairs, we left it for Fam. One day, the owner found us a new occupant. An old Ah Pek who smoke hopelessly from the time he steps into it. He would leave early in the morning and came back late at night. This goes on until we were about to graduate. He left two months earlier than us so it was not a big issue for us to pay the remaining rental. We could make use of that master bedroom for ourselves. Abeer, Fam and me were thinking of a small party or something interesting. That very morning after that Ah Pek moved out, Abeer decided to clean it. The first thing he wanted to do was checking and cleaning the toilet. Suddenly, he screamed like his mom forgot to give him his roti canai and mutton curry. Fam and me ran up to see what was going on. He came out and told us to check out the toilet. Before we step in, there was very strong stench coming out from the toilet. Fam and I pinched our nose closed and walked in. We found the toilet bowl jammed and fill to the brim of cigarette butts. It was stuffed and over the long 5 months of renting to the old man, he did not clean it but just topped it up with layers of cigarette butts and cigarette ashes. At least, I told Abeer who wanted to clean the toilet, that it is not chocolate cake.

Abeer : Fark, that old fart...
Me : You should be happy its' not chocolate brownies...
Fam : Hahahahaha... one of us better clean it up else the owner ask us to pay for a new toilet bowl.
Me : Well, macha... you are the one who wanted to clean it... Fam and me love you very much... here's the mop and gloves...
Abeer : -______________-"

3. Full mouth chomping food student

There's this engineering student, a junior, I think, who wandered around carried his book in a small bag and he would walk along the hall sulking like everyone owed him a good deal of money. He would stare hard at girls. Somehow i got that feeling he likes to do things for girls. Saw how he always volunteered to carry books for girls. One day, Abeer and me gossipped about him.

Abeer : That guy, people say he will sit at one corner in the apartment holding a knife every night.
Me : Serious?!
Abeer : Yup. Dead serious...
Me : He's mental?
Abeer : No idea...

The other time, I was having lunch with a friend at the college of engineering's canteen. He was there picking up a lot of vegetables and chicken on top of his rice. His rice was as high as a mountain. First thing on my mind about him probably he did not had his breakfast and very hungry so the size of his rice on his plate made sense. We ignored him but Mabel couldn't leave her eyes off him:

Mabel : Woah... Look at that guy William! He push all his rice into his mouth!
Me : Shit...
Mental guy : ** Keeps stuffing rice into his mouth until full and look like a gold fish **
Me : Wow...
Mabel : I heard he is going after a girl in the civil engineering... ewww...
Me : I heard he holds a knife in his apartment every night...
Mabel : 8O

4. Those troubled boyfriends

Firsthand information, I did try to go after a few girls back then in university though not succesful. Not successful not because I rushed into things but some hopeless guys who thinks I am competing with them. I will always give up in this kind of situation before I even make my move. These two girls, were exactly what had happen to me, had some admirers going after them and I know my chances fighting with these dimwits will be a loss. However, I had an edge over them that is helping them in their final year project. Luckily I was paid for helping these girls. My relationship with them was purely projects. So these admirers always had the tireless effort to question me and challenge me for helping their targets. So i just told them i was merely helping them.

Situation (Girl A) at the computer lab,
Electrical student : You sure your program for (Girl A) will work?... looks pretty bad... aiya I always visit her, she could have tell me mar... ** mumbling mumbling **
Me : oh really... then you do it for them... and here's her requirement for her IT project... go ahead..

After one week, Girl A called me up over the phone and started to get emotional with the project that I am supposed to do for her:

Girl A : William! why you give my requirement to (EE Guy)? You are suppose to do it for me... he doesn't know how to do... my due date is coming!!!
Me : Your boypren doubt my capability so I give your requirement to him... you don't have to pay me...
Girl A : I come see you this afternoon... and you do it...
Me : You sure ar? what if your boypren come kaypoh kaypoh over it...
Girl A : eh, first thing, he is not my boypren ok?!
Me : wah ok lar... how do i know wor... he said he always come see you... somemore condemn me...
Girl A : ** mumbling mumbling something in mandarin **
Me : ok ok... as long as I can still get pay... I will continue...
Girl A : ok ok thank you...

Situation (Girl B) at the water filler,

In another situation, i told myself, I will only accept projects from ladies who had boyfriends at the same time. Of course there was another which was really memorable and that was another story. Coming back to here in another situation, there's another project for a girl with another guy still courting her. It happen at the water filler.

Civil Engineering student : Heard from (Girl B) you are doing a project for her, right?
Me : Yeah.
CE student : she's my girlfriend.
Me : Ok...
CE jerk : Are you finishing with it?
Me : No... she will need to see me more until her project is finish...
CE jerk : ** felt uncomfortable from the look of his damn face ** ok...
Me : ** So I stood there waiting for him to go away from the water filler so i can fill up my bottle **...
CE jerk : ok... ** finally, he reluctantly moved away as I'd wished **

So, at the next meeting with girl B, i decided to check out that CE dickhead who had the notion to interrupt me filling up my water bottle. These kind of guys is starting to really get on my nerve:

Me : Wah your boypren very good hor... check your project. He do IT ar? You should let him do mar...
Girl B : Where got ar? Which boypren? No boypren lar...
Me : Neh... the one with the crew cut wear specs and drive a Wira (as I happened to notice that)...
Girl B : He ar... no lar... just frens only... ** looked disturb **
Me : Sure or not... all girls say like that wan... dun worry lar... i will still do your project... you pay me mar... not my concern wor...
Girl B : ** Blush ** blush ** no lar... he's not my boypren... serious...
Me : But he sure serious when I tell him you be seeing me until your lecturer approves your project...
Girl B : Aiya... dun worry about him... he's like that... very bising...
Me : You sure ar... nanti he get jeles and take over your project... I will delete everything... I don't share share coding, especially with projects, ok?
Girl B : No lar no lar... why would he do that leh... not my boypren also...
Me : ok lar... if i do this project for you... I will charge you RMXXX... you ok ar?
Girl B : can can, no problem... you sure this is what you want to charge me...
Me : otherwise... how? I charge you expensive, you kenot pay... you and I still student... so kira helping you lar... good or not...
Girl B : Can... its not just that... you sure got so much time can help me do project ar? What about your own final year project?!?
Me : My project, you don't worry... as long as you pay... I will find time to do for you...
Girl B : ok lor...

After a while of discussion, we took a break and had a small talk for an hour.

Girl B : You can really do all these kind of things... I'm envious...
Me : VB... is just simple... there are like C++ and JAVA out there which is even more complex... I assured you... your project doesn't need something as complex as that...
Girl B : You don't have girlpren meh...
Me : Look at me... student no money, ride a Kriss 2.... which girl wants a boypren with bike lar...
Girl B : Sure you just want pay only... i know some girls willing to pay with that too...
Me : what's that??
Girl B : that lar...
Me : That what lar???
Girl B : Sex lar... you idiot...
Me : No. I just want money. (Sorry lar... i don't trade my coding for sex)
Girl B : ** nodded her head **

So we continued back our discussion and I finished her project as promised. She was so happy that she was able to graduate and that very day I got my payment she treated me to a big dinner. So that was it. As for the previous girl, that guy never became her boyfriend. After all, those guys back then will never understood me that I was seriously got paid to do projects for their admirers. No hanky panky at all... they are just my client.

Here's an example when an ex-admirer of one of my client bumped into me:

confused guy : today graduation... you didn't buy flowers for her ar?
me : no lar... for what? not my girlfriend... you should mar...
confused guy : not my girlfriend... didn't work out... ** sheepishly **
me : oh... i see... ** I wished I was laughing out loud at him **
confused guy : but you'd helped her did her project, final year sumore...
me : hahaha... ** sorry dude I can't tell you that she paid me to do her project **

Then even until the day after I got married, another ex-admirer of my client:

dumbass : long time no see... how are you?
me : oh fine... who are you?
dumbass : Neh.. I am (girl XXX)'s friend, who you did project for her... remember?
me : oh... you...
dumbass : yes... me... how's she?
me : how's she?! how do i know... you her boypren wot...
dumbass : no lar...
me : oh i see...
dumbass : you still seeing her?
me : no lar... I married already...
ex-admirer : wow.. you married her... cool!
me : sorry nope, not her... I don't get involved with my client... I married someone else...
ex-admirer : har... what client?... you married who?!?!
me : someone NOT from uni... neither from my own IT college...
ex-admirer : but..but.. you did her final year project wor...
me : you seriously think i did her final year project and I'm going after her?
ex-admirer : yeah lar... abuthen... final year project wor...
me : hahahaha... ** I wish I could tell you that she paid me to do her project **

william wilstroth... girls, idiots, screw ups, toilets...

English as the universal language...

2009-06-13T08:18:00.000-07:00

Editor : My English grammar might be lacking but i want to share my thoughts with everyone regarding our nation's recent issue with schools deciding to teach certain subjects in English...

As a matter of fact, I am brave enough to admit that I am a banana guy. A banana guy, in the Chinese community, a person who does not know how to speak Mandarin. Actually, I am not saddened that I do not speak Mandarin fluently but I am very curious with our national news this month which concern about teaching certain subjects in English. Why do we need to put so much concern when it comes to teaching subjects in English? The question here lies in the early education that we and the children are receiving when they first started attending schools or kindergartens.

We were taught the alphabets and simple English then moved on to learn English grammars so we all can write proper English sentences. We should be proud that we live in a country where schools are allowed to teach more than one subject. One of them being English. English is such a widely spoken and written form of medium. We talked to our friends of different nationality in English. We write to our penpals in English. We speak English at job interviews. We communicate with our business partners or colleagues in English too. Yet, our education system are being stressed to determine the medium of teaching their subjects.

I do not see the bad effect if those subjects are being taught in English. I am totally all for it if my children were taught in English for their History, Science, Maths, Accounts, Biology, Physics, Chemistry and other subjects. English gives us an edge to our modern education eompetitors when we send our children to study abroad in countries like the US, Australia, UK, Singapore and other countries that use English as the main medium of communication. Imagine the difficulty if one had a non English medium for 11 years of education in certain subject crucial to their study. Our children who will be studying abroad will have to put extra effort to cope with their subjects taught in English. They may even face peer pressure to be able to join in group disccusion that involves explanation, understanding and communicating their idea to their peers.

Of course, one can argue that subjects should be taugh in our national language so our student can cope better. This eventually brings us back to my first question: Aren't our children and us were taught English when first attend kindergarten until we finish our secondary education, are we? If you answer yes, this is not a problem at all. So why do we still brings this an issue that becomes a headache for every student. If you answer no to a various reason like English is not important or the school just do not teach English then I can only say you are a fool. English is an important medium of communication.

I am not saying that we should abandon all other languages and wholly embrace English only. I am a Chinese, in the first place, I do not speak Mandarin. Period. However, I speak Cantonese so I am still a Cantonese guy. So I am still a Chinese. Furthermore, I speak Malay and English too. Moreover, I wrote this entry in English else I would be writing it in some other language. In a more holistic approach, we should be more competitive in our education system. We always get students receiving more than 10 As for SPM every damn year and I am sure they do write and speak English well. If not it will be a shame for us. You and everyone!

We do not blame the teachers who are not compliant in teaching English because they were train in a non English speaking environment, who do we blame? We should not put the burdern on companies or employers to provide English course to their employees because it will be absurd. As an employer, i will ask back the school, "Did you not teach your student to write and speak in English, didn't you?" This is bad. In another point, we are reminded that there is no barriers as the world has reach a certain global level that we are competing globally to further advance ourself as a society who recognize the market is not close but open up to everyone. So we must ask ourselves, why do we argue why teaching in English is such a burden to be decided as a medium to teach our children? I will readily praise our education ministry if they amend their education policy to make it a mandatory to teaching subjects in English and eventually expanding it other fields that needs upgrading as the year turns on.

Anyone of you still buying those Peter and Jane books for your children to learn English?

william wilstroth... teach lar in English... come on...

Twisted Thoughts : The One Tower (Night)

2009-05-31T06:32:00.000-07:00

Editor : Here's another story from Twisted Thought series. This time is fear of living in a high rise condominium in a sunken island. Enjoy my thoughts...

Night 11:30 PM - It was a dark stormy night, Jason was having his late supper with his wife. "The storm is getting worse", the wife said. Jason had never felt so uncomfortable before with heavy storms. However, this was a very unusual storm. It had rain non-stop since late afternoon. It will go away soon, he thought about it. He told his wife that the storm will go away. "It's been hours ago", his wife replied back. She was right about the rain. His wife had always felt uneasy with the slightest downpour. Yes, she might be right in some ways that this rain had been pouring too long. This storm is not good at all. It was getting midnight soon. His wife had walked to the window and looked out to the streets. Heavy raindrops were pelting at the window like heavy stones hitting it so hard that it will crack anytime. No, it did not crack at all. "Don't worry too much, you will have sunshine tomorrow morning", and he beckoned his wife to bed. "This storm is creepy!", his wife cleared off the table and walked into their bed room.

Night 12:30 AM - "Honey, there's weird sound outside", Sandra shook her husband to awake him. Jason was in deep sleep ad nothing could wake him up. He was a heavy sleeper. Feeling frustrated, Sandra got up quietly and walked towards the window to check out the rain. The rain was still raining heavily. This island is going to sink if these downpour goes on untill tomorrow, she looked out hard of her bedroom's window. She could not see the street. It was blurred by the heavy rain and those houses below still looked fine. The worse fear that Sandra could ever thought of was the whole island being sunk down and her condominium stood still in the centre of the sea. She shook her head of that silly idea. "Sunken island, " and she decided to check out their living room for that noise that had somehow stirred her awake. She crept quietly across her bedroom to the door. As she goes near her door, she grabbed her favorite tennis racquet. She loved to play tennis on her off days and on weekends with her mates. She was named the Queen of Balls by her friends. With one hand holding the door knob, she had prepared herself with her tennis racquet in an attack stance if any thieves were waiting outside. Perhaps, it was also a bad idea to be going out in case if there was really a thief and stayed in her own bedroom would be a safer choice. She braced herself and decided to turn the door knob slowly.

Night 12:40 AM - It was quiet and cold in the living room despite one of the neighbors still playing loud music into the night. Probably another rave party by some kids whose parents had gone for their business trip. She looked around her living room. There was not a single thief or anything that resembled any creepy crawlies roaming in her living room too. So, it must be the pipes or those zombie neighbors' kids who are still awake at this grave hours. Sometimes her neighbors' kids can be a nuisance with their rave parties that goes on into the early hours disturbing everyone's sleep. Once, she remembered one old lady was screaming at their door thinking that she was playing those loud musics. Sandra had opened the door and told the lady it was not her doing. As a result, the old lady had to call the police. The police arrived in a matter of minutes, the old lady was fuming with rage and the police had to calm her down before she faints or even collapse due to high blood pressure. Soon the police found out a group of teenagers, their parents were not around, had held an all night rave party. The police had the party stop immediately. When the parents came back they were slapped with a bill for disturbing the peace. So it was back then and now she could not be bother at all with the current neighbor's untamed kids whilst the scary storm is pouring outside.

Night 4:00 AM - That very night, the whole island was caught unaware by the heavy storm that had eventually swallowed up the whole island. The rescue teams were caught unprepared and were stranded in their own building. Everywhere was flooded with water. The whole island, now, heavily burden with its volumnous rain water had resulted the sea water beginning to flow into the island. The island, by minutes, had slowly began to submerge into the sea. Sea water began to flow into the island and swallowing up as many buildings as it possibly can. Unaware sleeping occupants were drowned in their dreams forever. They will never know what had happen to them. Consequently, there were thousands of families drowned in that very one faithful night. Mainland rescue teams had hit a snag trying to cross the bridge to rescue any survivors. The bridge that connected the mainland and the island had led rescuers to a dead end. The bridge had ran into the sea. It was a devastating night, the rescuers can only stood by the edge of the bridge, starred into the black night and could not do anything at all. They prayed hard and hope for the heavy storm to stop. It was now up to the nature to stop its torrential downpour so they could continue their rescue operation by sea. Strong wind and strong waves had prevented them from doing so. It was a sad dark day for the residents on that sunken island except for one tall condominium. The one and only standing tower.

to be continued...

william wilstroth... the one tower...

I met John Nash at Gurney Food Court...

2009-05-22T07:27:00.001-07:00

When you are crazy, you just ignore the world and go about your own things. You do not care what people say about you. Again, one being crazy is good because you just ignore the whole world. Isn't that great?! Here's a conversation between Mrs. William and me:

Mrs William: Low kung... see that guy over there...
Me : ** Turn to look at that person **

Mad person : ** Look blank ** ... ** Finger scribbling on the table non-stop as though doing some deep calculation ala John Nash... **

Me : Woah... that's John Nash...!!!!

Mrs William : -___-"

Me : I think he is under stress... must be due to economic crisis...

Mrs William : No lar... he is not a local lar...

Me : Har... like that... from his look... doing those silent calculation... he must be very depressed to come to Malaysia ended up cleaning tables...

Mrs William : Eh, he might be a PhD Holder in his own country... you never know...

Me : ok ok... judging from his silent calculation... I think he might be reminiscing his old days in his university calculating Complex Mathematics... Now he is calculating the speed of cleaning tables with his hand rotating using a various methods... or maybe quantum physics now...

Mrs William : yeah... yeah... keep quiet and eat your Yong Tau Foo...

Me : huh... i should start calculating like him in the office!

williamwilstroth... ** calculate ** calculate **... tomorrow 4D is 8888!

When Chinese invents their own English names...

2009-05-18T06:15:00.000-07:00

I found this from Lowyat Forum and I find it hilarious when the Chinese creates their own English names. In this clip, there's one guy who was named Susan by his Manager... whoa...!!!

I just hope we, Malaysia, just don't simply name or create a name for ourself... oh god...

WilliamWilstroth... My name is Samanfa... what?!

Being a gentleman who opens door for ladies...

2009-05-13T07:13:00.000-07:00

There's a time I was thinking if being a gentleman in Malaysia is acceptable in the society. Well, the answer is obviously YES. However, I gave thought to it again and I found that being a gentleman is not so encouraging. For example, today I opened a door for two girls to enter before me. One nodded with a smile. The other, sad to say, did neither smile or nod at me. She just walked past with her head up high and eyes staring straight ahead. In my heart, I was like screaming, 'Hey! Say thanks, bitch!'.

So being a gentleman in Malaysia has it days too huh? Of course, these happens everywhere and its just whether it's acceptable by the person at a certain period at a certain place. I'd seen an Australian kid 'fark-off' an old lady in the public queueing for the bus. So I can say, at a certain place at the right time, being a gentleman is consider with discrete by the other receiving party.

Some example, the man should pay for the meal during their first date. The man should give his girlfriend flowers on their anniversary or Valentine day. The man should open the door for his girlfriend. The man should let his girlfriend sit first at the table. The man should let his girlfriend use the bathroom first and so on. However, this might change after tying the knot. True right?

Now, it is not to say that all women are bad or stuck up. Maybe a small percentage of them think that a man should mandatorily open door for them. Hence, it is not required to say thanks. In my opinion, this situation had turned into another one which I consider her as a rude person.

Then, she doesn't have the obligation to say thanks and I don't have the obligation to let her pass through in the first place. So the question now is thrown back to should I have let her pass through first? If I don't I am not a gentleman. But because I want to be a gentleman I let her pass through. Yet, she might not thank me at all. As a result I say she is a rude person. So, gentlemanly speaking, I'd done the right thing at that point of time by letting her pass through the door first. But I didn't get a word of thanks. Therefore, this brings me to another question, should I open doors for ladies to pass through next time? Yes, this is because there's still one lady who nodded and smile at me.

Fortunately, I have met many polite and courteous lady. It doesn't hurt much to smile and say thank you to people who did something nice for you. Like opening the door to let you pass first or allowing you to go up the steps into the bus or train. Heck, even the old nenek also thank you many times non stop.

William : Ah po ar... you go up first lar...

Nenek : thanks thanks ... you are very nice... thanks thanks... dah tua lar...

That was the best response I ever get so far from an old lady.

williamwilstroth... being a gentleman has it days too...

Eve Lynn... Mommy Ju Lee's daughter...

2009-05-12T21:47:00.000-07:00

Mommy Ju Lee had came back from her long long sweet vacation... no, maternity leave... So, this is her end result after 9 months of hard labour:

Ju Lee : my bb...
William : whoa.... very chubby!

Ju Lee : hahaha...
William : what's her name?

Ju Lee : Eve Lynn
William : Eve Lynn... then chinese tan ee lin?

William : Eve Lynn is a nice name... and what does it stand for?
Ju Lee : Eve for Adam and Eve... first woman created in the image of God

William : ic... I didn't know god is lady-like look... sounds gay... just kidding... so, when do we get to see your baby in real time?
Ju Lee : hahaaa.... i havent brought her kai kai yet

William : hahahhaha...

williamwilstroth... Eve Lynn Daughter of Ju Lee...

Stubborn kanasai lady driver... Part 2

2009-05-07T17:45:00.000-07:00

Remember my first entry with the stubborn siao Indian lady driver? Yesterday night, she nearly cause another incident with another driver. Sigh. Slow down lar, Indian lady driver. What do you get by being able to speed out of the condo like hells' not waiting for you??? Below is the next stubborn story.

After I alighted from Kancil, I heard one car came screeching down above one level from mine. There she comes, out from her cibai cave. She just swerved her car down from the slope and headed fast to the next slope down to next level. I shook my head. Wish I could just bang her cibai head against her steering wheel. She was in a hurry again to hell, i think. Speed! Speed! Speed!

Suddenly another car from one level below had also came up. That car was driven by one slim Ah Beng with his Ah Lian in it. Ah Beng wanted to go up the slope too. In fact he was nearly to the slope. Noticing the Indian retard lady was coming down fast thus he honked her a few times. Now the retard Indian lady is already bent at accelerating to go out of condo, as soon as possible, to see hell and seeing Ah Beng coming up she continued to speed up. Well, Ah Beng being Ah Beng right? He didn't stop but move up the slope. Seeing Ah Beng coming up so she screeched her car to a stop. Gosh. Another head lock between one Indian retard lady and one Ah Beng. Its gonna be a fight!

The retard Indian lady started to give handsigns to Ah Beng telling him to move one side. Swinging her palm left, right, up and down. Must be her ass is on fire or her toddy drinking husband demands her to buy roti canai in less 10 seconds. If I am Ah Beng I will show her the middle finger. Nah, he did no such thing. Guess what our Ah Beng did? He just move his car up with his fark-you-lar attitude. He did even not look at the retard. He just move up his car and it was so near to the retard. She just looked shock why this Ah Beng didn't reverse for her. Her look was so furious! Damn, you can't let other drivers to pass on while you enjoy your hellish drifing down the condo parking area, can you??? One inconsiderate retard Indian lady cibai driver... !

Sigh. What would you do if you have this kind of retard driving like a mad person at your place???

williamwilstroth... Move one side!!! Fark you!

Stubborn kanasai lady driver... Part 1

2009-05-07T17:11:00.000-07:00

The condo where I am living now has a stubborn kanasai Indian lady driver. She is a very stubborn driver. She is one siao driver. The more I think of her sometimes make me feel like giving her a slap. Yes, one tight slap. Why would I want to slap an Indian lady for her driving attitude?

First of all, the parking space and lanes are small. Furthermore, the slope which cars are using it for going up or going down the levels are very narrow too. So it is obvious for drivers to slow down and drive carefully. I have seen too many incidents of near accidents involving both cars coming from the opposite way trying to speed up and down the slope. Luckily, there have been no mishap so far.

Second, because of my first point, the Indian lady driver speeds and drives up and down the slope so fast that all cars had to do 'The Fast & The Furious' ala brake and reverse for her to pass. I had a few encounter with her too. Being the gentleman, I always reverse my car immmediately for her to pass. As time pass on, her driving attitude is getting on my nerve. Its always an incident with her because she, being an idiot, will not slow down but just accelerate on, head to head, with my car while i reversing my car. Oh my god! What the hell this farking Indian lady trying to do?? Fark!! I just don't understand why she drives like that. For god sake, condo lanes are not F1 lanes.

Third, it is absolutely good to have good manners while driving in condo's parking area because of the limited space which made it necessary to drive with care and to respect other drivers to avoid accidents. Nowadays, people's attitude is unbecoming. Look at this Indian lady driver as an example. She doesn't say thanks to people who let her pass, speed up front at drivers who blocks her way, and pay no heed to safety of other drivers. What is wrong of being stopping to allow other drivers to go up the narrow lane before you? She knows the lane is narrow but she just refuse to stop for people.

Fourth, my condo's slope for each parking lane is small though it is painted with white dashed laines so both cars can either go up or down each lane together. However, I also need to blame the architects or developers for their judgement in designing the lanes. The lanes are so small and you think Malaysian only drive Kancils?? Come on, that Indian lady driver is driving a farking gold color Wira. Its bigger than that lane you gave us. Her car alone occupied exactly one lane more to the other. Fark, how on earth do you expect us to avoid every retard like her?

Gosh... I hate that farking retard Indian lady at my condo. Does she knows what is brake for?

williamwilstroth... kanasai driver...

Life is like a stack up blocks game...

2009-04-22T07:36:00.000-07:00

It is really mind boggling trying to get Photobucket's damn FLASH code to link into this entry. I'd gave up. Zooming on to next course of life. Recently, when I looked back at some of the photos from Photobucket I saw a photo of the wooden-stick-stack-up-game (forgive me, i forgotten what this game was called) which my wife and I played last Chinese New Year 2009. It's amazing isn't it to be able to stack up and finish to the last of the available wooden stick. I wish my life was like that. Just that. Stack to the top successfully. However, this is not true in our real life. To go up each steps or stack, its difficult and very high up.

Hence, I asked myself this very question: how do you really justify that you are at the top of the world? Does a rich man who had already attain his goal like getting a few big houses, a few luxury imported cars, a few wives, a few girlfriends and a few "rather born char siews" sons and daughters? Obviously, in our eyes he's a man who had achieved his level in our society. But deep inside, he might want more than that. He wants to rule the world. Isn't it all rich men want's to rule the world. Now, they can't do that, can they? What about poor people? They are those who don't even have the basic necessity like electricity to light up their houses. So their goals is to get electricity? Yes, that might be their goal. Out the poverty and in the filthy rich bastards to rule the world. As a result, we have the power house to provide us electricity and water so the poor can survive through summer, autum, winter and spring. Heck, I haven't even achieve my goals yet. Given that I am married (just), owns a small potato car except a blardy donkey house.

Owning a donkey house in some places is a bitch to brag about. Think of the hundreds of thousand of Ringgit Malaysia you need to waste to buy one donkey house. All for a semi detach? In your dreams! Where I am staying you need to sell ass to buy a unit that is neither even touching the damn earth nor touching the damn clouds. Hell, if the whole place fell down we will get another news hot on television. Despite my always grumbling of not going to buy an apartment unit yet my wife will go ahead because it is very near her workplace. At least I don't have to "Ahmad" her to work. Well, if I am a filthy rich Ah Beng then I would not think of buying a bunga-low at second thought. I will buy as many bungalows as buying condom packs every four or five days. Do you know condom is expensive? For a RM5 you only get 4 packs in it. So if you don't want babies you are spending around RM1.25 for each fucking session. A week you spend at least RM10 to get 2 packs. If at a month, you are spending RM40 altogether. Then in a year, it will total up to RM480. Well, I can ask the goverment for tax relief, can't I? Eh, we have our own rubber plantation right? Come on, its just RM5 per pack!!!!!! Fuck all you want, assholes!!!!!!!!!!!

As my good ol' friend always said, horizontal refreshment is always the best form of R and R. So what's there to grumble about if you really got a partner to relief off your load at RM5 per pack.

williamwilstroth... another one of my mixtures... condoms, houses, rubber plantations and so on

My new define words while mandi-ing...

2009-04-16T06:02:00.000-07:00

Alas... i finally figure out something that is out of this world! I've come to terms with what I am doing now.

Action Boleh Action Pandai

Now I figured out why I am so damn lan-9-si these few days. Because the work that I am doing got the two 'Action' elements in it. So i am now damn lan-9-si. Do you agree? No, you don't? Why do you read this damn blog. If you do then you must agree with me.

Oh you don't know what the fark I am talking about?! Then why on earth do you still keep on reading this entry. Fark! You must be moronic. Damn 9 moronic.

Ok.. Okay lar... this few days, my temper easily flair up lar. Not that I wanted it. My wife said I am going through a period of hormone changes. So what can I do? I can't do anything about it right? The body changes over the period of time when we grew older. Eh, I am serious. Boh joking, you know. Now, after my wife told me that I am changing so do I deserve a change in my attitude to further boost up my irregular temper of late? KNN... okay... okay... cool down... cool down...

Temperamental of late due to hormonal changes; adding to the fact, my waist area increase for the past one year since staying in evergreen Penang. I cannot say its bad because I'd got my wife to feed me. Plus Ah Bai condemning me F-A-T every day, I can't be skinny right? I am skinny... I am skinny... I am skinny... I am skinny... i am skinny... * poof! *

Ah Bai : Sei Fei Chai! Ooooi... Fei Chai! Fei Chai!

William : Oooi!... Hamik lan... Fi Toi! Fi Toi!

So again, those who work in Action Boleh Action Pandai... you got every right to be lan-9-si. Oh yeah... I love Action Boleh Action Pandai...

williamwilstroth... Action Boleh Action Pandai... YES!!!

Idiots are better left alone...

2009-04-03T10:52:00.001-07:00

They are all over the world like us. The only thing that makes them different than us is that they got guts with a pea size brain. They talk and talk but it does not match their outcome. If these people sit next to you, you can go psycho. I got one at the moment.

Idiot : I am leaving end of next month, William.

Me : Good for you. I can't wait for you to leave. Why don't you leave now. There's the door. I feel more happy and can do my work with peace. With you around, you give me problems. You always have doubt with all your issues and always make me feel like I owe you solution. And everything you need me to teach you. Is there anything that you not need me to teach you? Honestly, I do not know what you are doing. You only know how to shake your head and give me a hook sign. That I even have doubt if you really understand your work. Plus, whenever I give you solutions or hints, you tend to look at me with full of your own doubts. Moreover, you talk a lot as though you know the whole universe but it does not equate your output. Therefore, its better you leave early.

Need me to say more of such idiots. Yes, there are lots of them out there and these people tend to screw up people's good day. These people only know how to shake their heads and talk a lot.

is sky the limit... idiots are everywhere...

Making my wife piss off is my passion!!

2009-04-03T09:40:00.000-07:00

Do you want to disturb your wife? Ever thought of how she treated you and you do not know how to retaliate back? Look elsewhere no more, here is a list of them that you can apply. However, please apply them at your own risk. I will not be held responsible if you "died-ed" twice or you were force to sleep on concrete at night.

01. Repetitively ask questions when she's watching her favourite drama.

02. Repetitively feign forgetfulness when she's talking to you.

03. Repetitively answer her after she asked you the first question.

04. Repetitively ask if she wants extra during lunch, dinner or supper.

05. Repetitively scream for no reason when she's driving.

06. Repetitively ask her to slow down when she's driving.

07. Repetitively act stupid when she wants to talk to you.

08. Repetitively walk up and down behind her when she's using her/yours notebook.

09. Repetitively sigh and looked at your watch when she's doing her make up.

10. Repetitively imitate her whining.

Here's one last good one which I always do to make my wife piss off:

Mrs William : yak yak yak yak yak...

Mr William : yeah hehehe... yeah hehehe... yeah hehehehe.... oh yeah...

Mrs William : -__-"

Mr William : Making you piss off is my passion!

Mrs William : ** pinch ** pinch **...

Mr William : aduh... aduh...

is sky the limit... making my wife piss off is my passion!

Hello... you speak Cantonese ar?

2009-04-03T08:43:00.000-07:00

Last week, I got a strange call from a Chinese lady, 60-301, who claimed to be doing a survey. I doubt its must be those conning people stuffs. So below is the incident:

60-301 : ** speaks unable to distinguish Mandarin ** ... survey...

Me : ** fark ** nie ke yi geng wor chiang Kong Tong hua mar?

60-301 : Nie de Hua Yi hen hou... lai wor men ee qi zhiang Hua Yi...

Me : Bu, ru kuo nie yau geng wo zhian hua... nie ee teng yau geng wor zhiang Kong Tung hua...

60-301 : Nie de Hua Yi hen hou... chip chop chip chop...

Me : ** fark **... clicks off my HTC... and silent it...

As a matter of fact, I don't speak Mandarin that very well. Furthermore, I don't even know why on earth that particular call I felt like speaking Cantonese. Anyhow, after that particular call I'd been scheming more devilish method to play-play with all these nonsense calls. I'll wait for more of this nonsense calls then I give my best prank to them. Hehehehe...

is sky the limit... kanineh... I mau kong Cantonis... sui boh...?

French Boule

2009-03-29T06:16:00.000-07:00

Waiting in anticipation for the ball to roll, the co-author and his girlfriend stared at the numbers that the ball will hit.

It hit.. number 4!

"Darn, there went my $10 chip to the casino!"

- Don't gamble your life...

Main Author : KNN... people go up Genting... taruh 10K lar, 20K, 100K lar... your one only RM10... kacang only lar..

CONGRATULATIONS

2009-03-12T06:13:00.000-07:00

Congratulations!

To the author and co-author related family member for having "colourful" SPM results...

"CLAP... CLAP... CLAP..."

Bravo... 7As!!!!!!!!!!

-Felt intense while waiting for his result. Congratulation to him!

Burn after Reading

2009-02-21T23:46:00.000-08:00

I'm going to review a movie on: Burn after Reading by George Clooney and also on the list of casting, Brad Pitt.

One big word to summary it: Suck. Additional of "Big". Add two together, you'll get "Big Suck!"

I think the movie should be burn after "watching" instead of reading. I wonder how could one story get to the movie without any plots or real substance in it. This is the perfect movie where I believed there's no plot and no substance. It's a movie like "Okay, let's do something without papers, and call all the actors to act on something without any plot in it!"

Okay, straight to point, at the end of the movie: All the actors supposely to be even main actors dead!. The end.

Starting was like you see one male character got fired then at another scene a girl wanting to get surgery. See how's both linked together? It's like okay, let's put two scene together and confuse the audience. This male character suddenly wants to be a writer who pasts were some secret agent. Then go to another scene... Garrr... It's like random movie scene that cause you more confusion, headache and vomit.

Then, the scene got too bored and the director decided to put some adult jokes into it! You would actually see some adult dolls, adult lame jokes which the censorship board tried to delete it but partially slipping it because if everything were cut and censored. Then we will be actually paying the movie for some crap random monotonous clips worse than watching something that is not original.

Gasp. In the even end of it, you will notice a man says "So what do we learn from this?"

End. Credits.

... What the? So do we learn that not to simply go to cinema before we try to research/learn what the hell this movie about? I think this movie teaches us to read the synopsis on the internet or the newspaper before you choose some random movies on your boring day! That's why read before watching!.. oops, burn after watching.. again, sorry, burn after reading!

My Favourite... Sell Medicine...

2009-02-20T07:06:00.000-08:00

william wilstroth... selling medicine... damn farni!!!

"Zhi Sang Zhi Mit"

2009-02-19T04:42:00.000-08:00

Kam yat William kor kor tung lei dei tai kar kong kwong-tung wah. Soh yi, kam yat keh tai muk hai "Zhi Sang Zhi Mit". Ang-moh keh yi si hai, "Self Live Self Consumed". Hou tit lei kong chau hai, "Wah Zhi Lei Sei". Hou tor si keh, kor tei seng yat tou kin-tou hou-tor hou-tor fun cheong. Tan hai, kor tit chau mou wah si si tou kin-tou. Hai ku lar, lei yat-yat tou kin-tou, lei tim yung leh?

"Zhi Sang Zhi Mit" ee kor tui pak hou yung yi yung keh. Kah-yi, lei hou chun-yi pong yan tan hai hoi tei um-tiu-9-lei; yat hai zhau um-tenk-lei-kong; tung mai hou zhun yi man-lei man-hai tan-hai yau um-sun-lei; yau hor yi hui woi tiu-9-lei; lei zhau hor yi kong "Zhi Sang Zhi Mit". Soh yi, tai kar, yee tou kam-yung keh sor-kong keh cheng-fon lei zhau hor yi kong ngor kam-yat kei zhi-tai-muk, "Zhi Sang Zhi Mit".

Kei-sat leh, ngor hai hou zhung yi pong ngor keh pang-yau. Tan hai, yau yat tit leh zhau cheng-tou leh hou-lan tu-lan. Lei kin-tou hoi, lei zhau woi zhok-ngau, tau-wan, ting-sum-fai, tum mai mou-wai-hau sik-fan. Tah-fei-kei tou mou-lek. Tan hai lei tim hor-yi chou leh? Ngor yat 7 yat tou man ngor chi kee tung-yat-kor mun hai, "Tim yung hou leh?". Zhi Sang Zhi Mit lor... mou tak kai wor...

"Zhi Sang Zhi Mit" kei sat hai yat khor hou-hou keh him kou. Kam yat ngor tung ngor keh low-poh-chai keng kai. Ngor chau tung hoi kong ngor keh mun hai. Hoi chau wah, ee kor sai kai, yau hou-tou hou-tou kor tit um tang sai keh yang. Yau lai-yi, kor tit yang, hoi tei sing yat kok tat chi kee hou pah pai, tum mai um-hue ying tai wai keh. Lei kong hoi tou um tak keh. Kam leh mei tung chi kee kong, "Zhi Sang Zhi Mit" lor. Um sai lou hei keh, low-kong. Lei tou hai wan leong chan jek mar. Um sai tung yan sap hei keh. Lei zhou hou chi kei keh yeh mei tak lor. Lei tum ngor yat chai kong, "Zhi Sang Zhi Mit".

Come on, everybody, "Zhi Sang Zhi Mit".... everybody... "Zhi Sang Zhi Mit"...

Hou lah, ngor zhau tou yi tou wai zhi. Tai kah you kei tak ngor kam yat kau lei tei keh suet wah. "Zhi Sang Zhi Mit". Um sai pai ngai keh...

Um koi.

william wilstroth... zhi sang zhi mit...

Economic crisis... with everything going down...

2009-02-13T04:47:00.000-08:00

Current economic situation is forcing many restaurants and company to downsize their products and services. Mcdonald's french fries reduce, char kuey teow with less prawn and less kuey teow. Last time there may 100 strips of kuey teow, now is about 65 stips; nasi goreng with 1000 biji of nasi, now probably estimated 505 biji of nasi; and so forth. Maybe now its the right time to downsize expenditure and also the best time downsize your tummy. Yes, its the best time to achieve your dream waist line. For people like Kong and Lim, they do not need downsizing, they need to upsize to help us (fat people) live life happier and not fretting to exercise more. Just kidding.

Let see what will happen if I order like below at Mcdonalds:

Mr William : Big Mac, extra cabbage, extra beef, extra onions, extra mayo, extra cheese, no cheese? ... add a few slice lar... and bigger bread... middle must be big! Then give me at least 30 sticks of french fries... no cut corner ok? Ribena at least one large cup standard size full ok?

Then at Kuey Teow stall:

Mr William : Char Kuey teow, tai, kar har... kar yat lup tan... kuey teow... lei mou kam... ngor u tai... ngar choi chai tor tit lar... sik tou tiu hou um tiu fai... sik meh jek... um gau ngar choi... bin tou hou sik... kei tak mou?... ngar choi chai tor tit... chun yau ar... kuey teow... u tai tiu keh... tor tit... ok?

Then at pandan leave house:

Mr William : taruh... taruh... taruh... semua mau! *** inverse finger hook sign turning ***

Economic downturn... and downsizing... I'll be damn!

williamwilstroth... tambah... tambah... taruh... taruh...