Last Update: 13th February 2005
Qoute of the Month:
Note:
Actively seeking for jobs currently, hopefully can get a
job that fit well with my career interests...
Happy Chinese New Year, 2005
Happy Valentine too!!!!
Stay Cool and Stay Happy!!!!
New:
#New Uploaded Pictures - Webcam Looks of Myeslf
About Myself
Diary
Favourite Links
Photo Gallery
Is all about a handsome called Ah Boy .
Class Debate (CIMP,class-ENGOA.02_2001 Under Mr.Tan) on the content
of Hamlet .
Theatre Works (CIMP,class-ENGOA.02_2001 Under Mr.Tan) Production
named Master Harold & the Boys.More .
Eternity Love - Wei Wei and Bebe .
Different handsome Looks of Myself! Click here.
Monash Ball 2003. Here.
Kuala Lumpur
International Motor Shows. click here to view it.
My Birthday Party,
2004
Webcam Looks of Myeslf
Role of Woman
in New Millenium
Nightmare,
right???Agree with me,dude????
-----Sense of Humour------
That old question
Child: Dad, where did I come from?
DAD: Okay, we had to have this conversation some day!.. Listen...Dad
and mom met in a chat room on the net. I set up a meeting with your mom
and we landed in the bathroom at the Cyber Cafe. Then, mom did some downloads
from dads memory stick and when dad was ready to upload, we discovered
that there was no firewall. Seeing that it was a bit too late to cancel,
I just carried on doing the upload. Nine months later, the damn virus appeared!.
Child: Huh?
Just for a laugh!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't do it to ME....
Don't to it to someone
you know, take it out on someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number and dialled it.
A man answered saying, I politely said: 'This is Andrew. Could I please speak with Robin Carter?'
Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number.
After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled: 'You're an asshole!' and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell :'You're an asshole!' It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop.
So, I called his number and said ; 'Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the Caller ID program?'
He yelled:' NO!' and slammed the phone down.
I quickly called him back and said, :'That's because you're an asshole!'
One day I was at the
store, getting ready to pull into a parking, Some guy in a black BMW cut
me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn
and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot. The idiot ignored me. I
noticed a For Sale sign in his car window...so, I wrote down his number. A
couple of days later, right after calling
the first
asshole, (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call
the BMW asshole, too.
I said :' Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'
'Yes, it is.'
'Can you tell me where I can see it?'
'Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front.'
'What's your name?' I asked.
'My name is Don Hansen.' he said.
'When's a good time to catch you, Don?'
'I'm home every evening after five.'
'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?'
'Yes?'
'Don, you're an asshole.'
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.
But after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up with an idea. I called Asshole #1.
'Hello.'
'You're an asshole!' (But I didn't hang up.)
'Are you still there?' he asked.
'Yeah,' I said.
'Stop calling me.' he screamed.
'Make me!' I said.
'Who are you?' he asked.
'My name is Don Hansen'
'Yeah? Where do you live?'
'Asshole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front.'
'I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.'
I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole.'
Then I called Asshole #2.
'Hello?' he said.
'Hello, asshole,' I said.
He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are?'
'You'll what?' I said.
'I'll kick your ass,' he exclaimed.
I answered, 'Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over rightnow.'
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that lived at 1802 West 34th Street, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 13 News about the gang war going down on West 34th Street. I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th street. There I saw two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six squad cars, a police helicopter, and news crew.
NOW, I feel better.
