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So I'm listening to the acoustic side of In Your Honour by Foo Fighters. I'm already back in Saint John by the way.

I woke up 2 hours ago and I couldn't get back to sleep.

I slept at 8 o' clock last night.

And this Chinese Toy Recall Cartoon really cracks me up:

BWAHA. I love China.

And I have a random poll now... have fun answering!

I Am In...

To Hongkong I went this morning at 10:20AM. The plane ride was alright. I thought it was going to last 5 hours. But I was wrong! Only 2 and a half!

And look at all the bags...
I was thinking I should get a colourful luggage-bag so that I could spot it easily next time.

At the arrival hall. This is worse than Singapore.

Interesting wall design.

I had beef curry for lunch. Funny story about how I ordered it. Hong Kong waitresses know VERY LITTLE English. And I know VERY LITTLE Chinese, aside from wo pu kuan ni and bo lui and useless words that won't help you in ordering food.

Anyway it had this reference letter (A3), so that's what I said to her. And then I thought she asked me what drink I wanted, so I said "Coke". And then she had a "What are you talking about?" face on.

And then she then she pointed to a small section on the menu which said "Mildly sweet/spicy". It hit me. She wants to know how hot I would like my sauce! So I said spicy. And then everything was alright. She didn't have to ask me what I wanted for a drink though.

GO CHINA! After I saw this monument I totally forgot Hong Kong was under China.

This is the Express Train that I took to Hong Kong Central. Took only 24 minutes! (Or at least the promos say so)

And when I got to HK Central... I did A LOT of wandering around. Just random walking to take in scenery. And wow was there plenty of architectural scenery.



And look! I stumbled upon the legendary music store! Woohoo spent an hour there. But spent zero dollars on nothing.

And in between every tall building lie alleyways full of cheap stuff! But mostly female stuff. So I won't be buying a shirt saying "Kiss Me Quick" anytime soon.

When I saw this... I laughed to myself. How can there still be this kind of technology in the city? And moreover, that man about to walk through the scaffolding is about to get lots of bad luck! Haha. Or is it a ladder against a wall you have to walk through? I don't know, I'm not - uh, I'm not going to say Chinese.


If you look carefully, those are Filipino faces!

I was walking aimlessly through the streets of Hong Kong wearing my "I Believe In Santa" T-Shirt. And I swear I thought I saw one of my old friends walking at the intersection. I must be seeing things... or people.

Suddenly, a lot of random faces I see remind me of people I know of back at home.

Next stop: Toronto

Bad Hair Days

Use the pictures. I've had many bad hair days, weeks and months. And now my blog is starting to look like a narcissist's I-Love-Myself photo-album because there's just too pictures of me now.

I like this hair-cut though.
It's so awesome.
Amilyn 'accidentally' cut it for me.

AND I HATE PIMPLES.

R.A.T.O.D.T.D.K.H.T.D.P. + Gwen Stefani To Malaysia + My DishWash-Hating Girlfriend + JASON?!

Say it with me.

RAH-TOH-DUD-DUD-KUHT-UHP.

RAGE AGAINST
THE OTHER DRIVER
THAT DOESN'T KNOW
HOW TO DRIVE PROPERLY

It's not about French rats yearning to chef it up (Ratatouille). It's about Road Rage.

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Amilyn had freakuent road rage. Just like yawning, it's affected me somehow. Come to think of it, I think she transferred the rage to me.

I say 'Oh look at that. Nice, jerkface' in the car - even with my father guiding the wheel, whenever someone just cuts rudely on a one-lane road.

I say things like 'Oh just because you're a Merc you can do that (add lots of sarcasm)' and 'Blasted Bimmer'.

I may have a problem.

AMILYN AH.

I think I only have road rage for entertainment purposes and Amilyn's benefit so that she will think

'Aiyoh why this guy ah. Not even driving yet can have road rage liddat. Haiya he become worser than me la if he drive la. I be good happydays driver la.'

Haha.

New Words:
Freakuent - frequent and freaky. (I coined this!)

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So I see (on television) and read (on newspapers) that Gwen Stefani is going to Malaysia, and some Malaysians aren't too happy about the Hollaback Girl performing her hits with maximal sexiness.

Thus, they just bring a new Gwen Stefani. Not a Gwen Ste-phoney. But...an Asian version (maybe not from China because she might contain lead, formalin or cardboard).

INTRODUCING...

GWEN TSE FANG NI!

Instead of sexy red dresses. Full-frontal covering Cheongsams!


This is a big no-no!


Okay... the legs are covered. But too much shoulder. MORE STEAM! I MEAN CHEONGSAM!


Ah... perfect. Boleh pefom! Although now her top looks more like a remix of a Filipino President's wife formal dinner attire.


Thanks to Giorgio Armani for this wonderful Asian excursion.

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Look at the following image.


Would you like to be the one to wash and clean up all that?

If no is the answer, be an affiliate of the Dishwashing Haters Society. Amilyn's the chairwoman. And she claims that her yearly quota on dishes to wash is 2 dishes. I am the chairman of the Dishwashing Lovers Society because I really don't mind washing dishes at all (I hear people whispering "This boy is sad").

This is what I say to you, Dishwashing-Lover haters:
Wash it or shut it.

I'm gonna' go visit the Dishwashing Haters Society's chairwoman cause she's gonna' teach me how to iron clothes.

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Jason Wong now has a black Macbook.

Everyone get their pitchforks and go after him.