Today is MY BIRTHDAY!!

Or maybe it was yesterday...

Whatever it is, THAT 20^th APRIL IS MY BIRTHDAY!! YAAAAYY!!

So yeah. It was my birthday, just 24 hours back. Heh.

Anyway today is so much fun.

Maybe.

Maybe there is much fun.

Maybe not. I don't really knowas to why I'm doing this but maybe it is to elongate this blog post of no direction.

Today a friend of mine called me while I was watching Martha Stewart stuffing herself to death with sausages, or rather with hot dog, since there are buns. And she asked me whether I'm going out with her or not.

Which later reminded me that she was going to TREAT ME to a MOVIE and LUNCH!

YAAAAYY!!

I'm very glad that friends like these is still here in this world even when we are losing more and more layers of ozone. Especially ones that had no doubt in spending money on you. Especially on you. Haha.

And no I'm so not talking about hookers or a sugar daddy or any of that like. Just friends.

And I think that'll wrap it up! YAAAAYY!! for fast post!

Depression... (^o^)

First off, I might want to tell you that that smiley on the title is not appropriate, given that 'depression' is depressing and a (^o^) is such a happy face. BUT (there's always a but), that is my way of telling the whole world of me having mixed feeling, by using18 characters instead of a normla way to type 'mixed feelings' which is only 13 characters because I like to do such thing alot.

Okay enough of all this 'mixed emotions' crap.

Or maybe not. Okay it's not done yet! Well actually earlier this mornig I had been thinking about having a specific days of posting in this bog of mine. And I have agreed with my inner-self that I'll do blog posting post on my blog on every MONDAY, THURSDAY, and SATURDAY. (There are no concrete reason as to why I humangified that days...)

 And here is a pictuer of my inner-self! I call him Fudgy!

Okay. So now the real reason behind this mixed feelings of mine. I had been doing this blog (is it doing? or managing) ever since I was a little boy 2008, but back then, everything was so sh*tty and also lame that even now I am very ashame of myself. Years after that, and also after some gruesome blog-hopping and mind-blowing MMORPG action, I am now who I am.

Or at least I do think that this is me. I mean, if this is NOT me, than who am I? Hrm, that sounded familiar...

The point is, 3 years and all i got is 14 followers. And I am very upset with this. Well maybe the fact is that most of friends are not very eager to read my blog. Maybe the real fact is that my blog is boring and that my inner-self (Mr. FUDGY!!) had alsways told me that my blog is superb and it needed more burgers in it so that everyone would love it.

Maybe burgers will do...

And some of my friends who have been secretly following my blog (when I'm not jumping around Facebook trying to get evrybody read my blog and hoping that they might just click the ads I got all up on my blog just so that they can irritate me more), had been posting on ther walls saying that 'this guy's blog is the best' and that they became a fan of that guy's fanclub is very annoying and somehow irritates me more than spams.

But then again, I always tell myself (and Mr. Fudgy) that life is like a huge doughnut. Sometimes you're this thick, huge piece of doughnut with a mouth watering topping made of rich chocolate with all of the sweetiness and rich flavour in a rich container (which literally mmeans that it IS a rich doughnut), and some other time you're just this stupid piece of doughnut not worth eating because you're expired. But it all ends up the same. It all turns into crap. And then flushed down the toilet bowl. Poor doughnut.

Hahaha. Whatever it is I do hope that life, mine especially, will not end in the toilet bowl. Beacuse that will certainly sucks. And stinks too.

But whatever that my life may come across with, and even if my blog will never be famous, I will never stop writing here. And if I do stop, that surely means that I am currently sitting on the toilet bowl minding my own business.

And as a finishing touch, BURGER!!

INTERVIEW!!! YAAAAYY!! (the real one)

Okay, I know that I have missed like DAYS of blogging, but hey, who cares? I mean, I got like what, only 14 followers? That's like more than your fingers but less than your fingers and your toes sum up all together. And what's even worse is that not ALL of them are reading my post... Hrmmm... This is very annoying and FUN at the same time.


For some very odd reason...


Okay so here we go, the story of my INTERVIEW! YAAAAYY!!


For me personally, what makes this whole interview a lot meaningful is that I actually made a MAJOR MISTAKE and yet still qualify for the interview. So that qualifies me as those who are loved both by God and those inside the orgnization for some very odd reason that I don't really care what! YAAAAYY!!


P/s : I know.. I LIKE YAAAAYY!! They RAWKS!!


Before I start with what happened IN the interview room, lets begin from the outside. When we first arrived at each designated room, or known as panel here, we were to confirmed our attendance at the table in front of each room.


Which I didn't go.


And they thought I didn't came. And noted there that I didn't attend.


But still, I confronted meet up with the person-in-charge of the table and confirmed my attendance and get a free lecture on how important the missing form is and to know that I got the first turn. DAMN.


Anyway, we were assigned to our turns, which is denoted with tags with number. And I got No. 1.. *sigh*


Before we all get into the room, I chatted a little bit with the rest of my roomies! (LOL) and get to know each other. Including me, there are 2 guys and 2 gals. There are Wong(male), Tan(female), and Anati(female).


Anyway, as we made our way into the room (remember, KNOCK first!), we each stand in front of our chair and waited for the interviewers to signal us to seat. Which he literally did as soon as we all reached our seats.


There were three interviewers. Two guys, and one lady. And the guy in the middle is probably the head of the room, since he talked the most and also initiated our interview. He briefed us about our little interview journey.


"We'll begin with a brief introduction by everyone, and then you'll be given a motion, and also a 10-minutes to discuss. After the 10-minutes, we will begin our discussion on the topic given, consisting in two section. Section A is in Malay, and Section B in English. And lastly, you can ask any question that you want. And we'll try our best to finish this interview in roughly 45-minutes."


And I was OMG THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU LORD!!! I LOVE YOU!


I never thought the interview is going to be this easy. I was smiling through because I was very happy to know that there is no discussion on myself. Which is great since I hate that kind of discussion.


Anyway, since I am not very well prepared with the introduction text, I kind-of stuttered my way through the introduction, but still managing my smile! *grin*


And after that, I mean after hearing all those perfectly manicured introduction which almost cost my life to just hear it, the lady interviewer gave us our topic, which was,


"Healthy lifestyle campaign had been organised for several years in this country. What is the impact on the society?"


Hrmm, this is like very EASY! At first. Then the hard part begin.


As a stater, we decided to line out the campaigns that have been organised in Malaysia, like, TAK NAK MEROKOK (translation : No smoking) campaign, the Anti-drug campaign, and also several more. Which also include the government new effort, KURANGKAN GULA (translation : Reduce sugar intake).


And we did the whole regime. And after that the question section.


THE END!


Okay.. That was fast. Anyway, I don't really think that my panel for the day really did like what any other interviewers really do, in real life. So yeah, there is no much to tell. But what I do believe, what's important in an interview is how you actually speaks. I mean, you may know a lot, but if you can't convince people in believing what you're telling them, then there's no use! Take it from the story 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf'

Boy : Yo yo yo wolfie yo stop eating my sheep yo!
Sheep : STOP YOUR DAMN RAPPING AND SAVE MY ASS NOW!!
Other sheeps : YAAAAYY!! More GRASS!!

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that, I think, whats more important than your knowledge is ability to make people listen up to you and believe in you. In another term, the ability to tell-tale! Anyway, with that skill up in your sleeve, I'm sure you can out-wit anybody, the interviewers put aside of course.

Just remember one thing, don't lie too much, they'll know.

GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR INTERVIEW!

Interview! YAAYY!!

Today, I'll be having my first BIG interview, in which, it will be my chance of stealing someone's money to use it to pay my tickets to go overseas and study in some fancy countries. The nominated countries are India, Russia, Ireland, Republic of Czech, New Zealand, Poland, and a few that I have forgotten.

YAY!

Wish me luck. And by that. I'm looking for a DAMN BIG GOOD LUCK! 

YAY!   

P/s : I'll update later, but I'll just post this one...

It's APRIL FOOL!!!!

You might not believe your eyes, if balloons have what you called ass.... And no, this is not a Owl City-April-Fool-spoof song that I did. In fact, I've never done any spoof...

And if you ever believed that, HAPPY APRIL FOOL!!!

Anyways, what I'm about to show to you next is not a spoof, nor an APRIL FOOL thingy, despite I'm unnecesarily capitilazing the APRIL FOOL (there, I did it again), I really do mean it.

BALLOON HAS RECTUM! AND A ANUS!!

This might sounded pretty awfully stupid and bad and pedophilic at times, but it's true.

And you know what? There's no other fricking awesome way to prove this newly discovered scientific prove of an excretory organ of a BALLOON then some pictures*. And I swear, this pictures are not some made-up Big Foot picture that I pretty believe that they took it for April Fool purpose.

*Head ups!!!  These pictures are not to be spread, and some censorship had to been done as to perserve the dignity of these people who created a balloon with an asshole. Also so that I won't be facing any law suit of what so ever. *cross-finger*

Like what I told you earlier... I HAD to do some censorship, well, since I'm NOT the owner.

And that would be the most iconic noodle (a.k.a mee) lover I've ever seen chosen as a mascot!

And here is where all the truth willl come right at you and eat you up like your some Chinnese dish! Ummm, YUMMY!

"See, I told you it's an as*hole!"

I'm NOT a pedophilia!

Okay, I know this may look crazy, BUT I just want to prove that i wasn't only pressing the balloon really hard, you know? Because, well, balloon do have elasticity, but if you can stuck a spoon half way through what I believe as an rectum, then it surely seems like that balloon can supposedly crap. 

So there you have it. I would like to do a big THANKYOU-shout out to my sister who conviniently brougth this little demon back home after buying some clothes for her little monster. I wonder where she got this balloon...