will i am's delayed diary

It's a small thing really. But it makes me happy. I used to just expect it. And naturally was disappointed. Hence I opened my mouth, made my expectations known. It was acknowledged. I was happy for a time. But that has degenerated. It makes no sense, huh? It does to me. Time to accept the fact. -- Regards, William

I have seen ISO9001:2008 at work and I must say that I'm a true believer that these certifications mean squat. Remember my post about KL Monorail's recent quality management announcement? Well, to THEM, certification means taking more than a week to get an escalator fixed and allowing chaos at the interchange stations during rush hour. Trains brimming. Stations brimming. Splendid. So much for that. -- Regards, William

The latest updates are in for my underwear collection! Here are the additions: Dugas + 1 2xist + 2 (ehsan KH) DKNY + 1 (ehsan KH) Private Structure + 1 Hehe. :). -- Regards, William

SingaporeHols20093 Swiped from williamnyk . Taking a cue from Apollo, I woke up at 7:45am to "ready my man" for work. However, KH was the one fretting over me, making me breakfast of hamster grains and milk ( so tiring to chew that sawdust ). I walked with him to the bus stop to send him off and familiarise myself with the layout of JJ's condo area. It felt good waving him off... A strange feeling. But a good one. Back upstairs, I started my domestic drudgery by ironing his clothes. I suspect that he was purposely delaying his ironing in anticipation of my arrival. :P. With that out of the way, I went online and by 11:00am I was preparing to go out to meet KH, JJ and K850i for lunch at Hachi Tei . Had a nice lunch of chirashi don and JJ even managed to get a discount off the bill. K850i was regaling us with tales of his dragon-boating. Never fails to trigger imagery of tanned hunks exerting themselves... yummy! With KH ( he came all the way from Paya Lebar just

Three simple words. KH and I use it so often that I sometimes fear that it would lose its potency and meaning. In our countless daily SMS, we sign off with it. At the end of our nightly phone conversations (or phone sex, :p), we say it to each other in addition to the standard "good night". But tonight, KH suddenly spoke the three words shyly mid-conversation. I thought he had office gossip to share or some update on upcoming trips. It sounded so sweet to my ears and rang out loudly though it was a whisper compared to our usual conversational tone. Amused and elated at the same time, I replied him in the age-old manner, "I love you too", after making him repeat it three times. Lol. I still feel warm and fuzzy and inexplicably happy. And of course, a little bit horny! -- Regards, William

I had my very own Earth Hour when I got home from work yesterday. The lights were out for a couple of hours, so I can even rephrase it as Earth Hours. Had a candle-lit dinner and I read a bit of the papers by the flickering light. Luckily it rained, so I didn't miss the fan that much. Even my CDMA phone line died. As time stretched on, the only natural thing to do was to stuff my mouth. Before I knew it, the light was back on. Tomorrow, the saga continues. No water for twelve hours. >_<" -- Regards, William

Easter marks one the holiest days in the Christian calendar as it commemorates the resurrection of Jesus Christ on the third day after he was cruxified and died for the sins of mankind. For the Church and the faithful, everything hinges on this belief. However, I find myself having the skankiest of SMS conversations with Potato Bill on Easter Sunday. Not about religion of course, but the Easter Bunny side of it. Talks of easter eggs with creamy fillings, white chocolate bunnies that one would chew on the whole day, rummaging one's easter basket for goodies and treats... Never will I look at the Easter Bunny the same way again! Happy Easter everybody! -- Regards, William

Golden Panda Swiped from williamnyk . In case you don't know, I actually have 48 days of annual leave left and I'm desperate to clear them off before my company forfeits 'em all. Hence, I made a leave plan that will allow me to do so, IF the work schedule permits. Heaven has been kind enough to let things fall into place and I was granted a week's absence from the office. And so, I flew down on JetStar to Changi Terminal 1 ( over-rated, IMHO, but immigration was fast and it was short way to the belt ). The flight was a bit bumpy, but that was expected with the weather and small aircraft. Read in the in-flight magazine that getting a Singapore Sling at the Raffles Hotel is a must-do! Sei lor . While I was waiting at the arrival hall, I overheard the most "precious" phone conversation: He was telling me like the girls he was flirting with... and I was like screw you... I'm at Clark Quay at the moment and I can just snap my fingers and guys would com

Just came back from my week long visit to Singapore and the Monday that I started work on was quite a bitch-- Unfinished business and issues that my colleagues conveniently KIV-ed for me, awaiting my imminent return. But I must give credit that they did a great job of covering for me. Well, the shit was eventually settled, and naturally more shit was generated. Even so, I was quite surprised that my crankiness was quite under control. My voice had a calm quality to it. I did not feel like venting. The break did me much good it seems. A getaway from work works wonders for my temper. And the sex, definitely the sex. LOL. FYI, the BF is flying down for Easter, so the "holidays" can begin again! -- Regards, William

Stalker Swiped from K!T . During my visit to the DAP CNY open house this year, I bumped into a very pengsan uncle by the name of Loo. He wanted to have his photo taken with one famous, unmarried DAP MP, so he employed my help. I should have just shut up and took their photo with his cellphone. Regret hardly covers what I'm feeling for offering to do it with my camera. So, we exchanged contact information and I got his address. It took me some time to develop his photo as my sister wanted to do bulk processing, so I piggy-backed his photo on her batch. And this caused me heartache to no end. He kept on calling me, asking about the status. Day and night. So desperate to see the photo. And when I finally post the photo to him, stupid POS Malaysia f*cks up and takes more than a week to deliver it and this causes the old fart to call me many-many more times. One day, he caught me during a bad day at work and I just kinda blew my top. Told him off. As though I was trying to ke

Coming back from a short trip to Haadyai, my colleague gave me a keychain as a souvenier ( gah! ). However, it's not as boring as it sounds. It's actually a metal keychain of two people having sex. Perky tits and a horse cock. And it has moving parts, mind you! With some help, the "guy" can f*ck the "gal" doggie style ( other positions are available, trust them to come up with variety ). Like some kind of X-rated shadow puppets. Cute, ain't it? Although I would have preferred it to be two guys, the quality is bad enough that the "gal" can be mistaken for a deformed "guy". So the next time you're in the Land of Smiles, do try to get some of these erotically-educational keychains.

Muddy Mudskipper Swiped from twm1340 . For years and years, I visited my late aunt at her fishing village at Bagan Sungai Burung ( near Sabak Bernam ) and the one thing that always fascinated me was the mudskippers behind her house. I would thrown si ham shells at the buggers they would either scamper or just stare at me blankly with their weird eyes. Little did I know that they had a secret-- they're used as an aphrodisiac. I first heard about from my colleague. Banting folk cut 'em up and smear the blood over their peckers for erectile problems!! Shocking, right? Even more shocking is when I saw this selling in my neighbourhood pharmacy: Virile For Men is a penis cream with exotic Periophthalmodon schlosseri (mudskipper la!) pheromone extract blended with essential secret aphrodisiac herbs suitable for treating premature ejaculation, giving enormous erection and lasting pleasure thus radually increasing your penis size.... The cream is formulated with aromatic emoll

HotAirBalloon Swiped from williamnyk . I usually work on Saturdays, but that week, I couldn't care less about the project and decided to take things easy. However, it doesn't mean that I slept in and holed myself up the whole day watching DVDs and stuffing my face. Instead, I woke up at 7:00am to send my mum to her seminar at Sunway Resort Hotel, whereas SK and I went to the wet market. Thought that perhaps Xavier and Damon would join us for breakfast at Sri Petaling, but it was an "ungodly" hour and they weren't up yet. Had some mamak food and made a trip to the pharmacy. Then we headed to SK's place where I got my weekly dose of the internet ( stupid P1 covers BK5 and Taman Equine but conveniently overlooks Taman Puncak Jalil **sulk** ). On the other hand, SK prepared a lunch of porridge, pig kidney in rice wine, fried fish, luncheon meat, stir-fried celery and century quail eggs. Xavier and Damon had finally awoken and joined us for lunch instead.

Marmalade Swiped from williamnyk . In my sulky state of having been overlooked for this year's Maulidur Rasul Award, I made my first visit to Plaza Mont Kiara. On that drizzly morning, I sent my mum for her eleven o' clock appointment at Cahya for a body scrub and a hot stone aromatherapy massage, compliments of my hotel membership thingy ( a repeated con! ). SK and I had two hours to kill, so we went roaming around the place. SK managed to get a Roxy dress at some parallel import place and we were so bored that we even went into the Asiana Mart and other stores. The presence of security personnel is high and they are very friendly. Gurkhas I think, with their hats. After forty minutes or so, we parked our behinds at Marmalade , a place recommended by our neighbourhood foodie, Jason Jr. Fruit juice, cappucino and a generous slice of carrot cake. It had a nice frosting and was topped with none other than marmalade. Quite nice. Before we knew it, we were back up at the

I'm taking five days of annual leave next week for a prolonged conjugal visit to Singapore. It's my chance to relax a little from work, clear leave and try my hand at domestic life with KH. Effective today, the boyfriend has barred me from all skanky activities until I touchdown at Changi! Really have to mark the days... >_<" Hehe. -- Regards, William

It has been ages since I blogged about the weird and wonderful personalities on KL's light rail transit system. And so, I'm back with two new additions and an update on a regular. To start it off, I'll have you know that Fabio has finally cut off his long, luscious locks for a shorter look. Kinda like Madonna or Anita Mui. Hopefully there isn't some Samson and Delilah story behind the drastic change. The first newcomer is Mangaka. On the whole journey, he just sits there doodling anime schoolgirls in his sketchbook. He flips from page to page, finishing a detail here, ending a stroke there, only to begin back at where he started. Amusing. The second is Mr. Read-Aloud. Believe it or not, he reads the newspaper aloud like when I did in primary one. I don't know if it's a force of habit or an attempt to improve his pronunciation, but I personally feel that the LRT is not the right place to do that. But if he didn't, he wouldn't have found his thirty second

The President of my Di Association recently presented me with a cute Paul Frank button badge during his last trip to KL. So gwai ! He bought it so that SK could buy her Paul Frank undies at half price. Watch out people, she's amassing a huge collection as we speak. Definitely someone to look out for in the underwear collector's race. And so, I present the latest family tree for your perusal. Already at v1.2. Several changes have taken place. Among the most notable are Lifebook becoming SK's gor ( a rich one, mind you ) and my di Kenz breaking up with Rich ( :( ). Oh yeah, and SK is no nearer to getting inseminated by Alex. You guys can set up a betting pool. But beware of Savante tilting the odds by means of alcohol... oppps.

With the sleep still in her eyes, mum went downstairs to use some eye drops for her dry eye syndrome. In her blur-blur state, she instead grabbed a bottle of Betadine (iodine antispectic). It took her a while after the burning sensation set in that she noticed!! Aiyoh.... -- Regards, William

FYI, KL Monorail is now ISO9001:2008 certified! One can now be assured that the frequent delays and technical glitches will be properly documented as part of their normal operations in their SOP. Yay for quality management! -- Regards, William

I was at the Old Town Kopitiam-CIMB ( some screwed up partnership, banking while you sip your nanyang kopi o, stupid ) at Menara Hap Seng and I noticed that the Nissin noodles were missing from the new menu! What happened!? Call the police!

The ball starting rolling when I bought SK a Momiji for VDay. Luca ( the Momiji's name ) was nicely packed in a colourful metal box with stickers and a button badge. She looks like Avril Lavigne with pink hair and a pair of headphones. Made of porcelein, she's heavy to the touch. Kinda like a blunt murder weapon. Hehe. At the bottom of each Momiji is a slot ( not THAT kind of slot ) that can be used to keep a secret message. Coincidentally, my Mei is somewhat of an insider in this whole Momiji business and was quite surprised that I suddenly showed interest in the collectibles. As a welcome gift, she sourced me a male Momiji that's not selling anywhere in the country. Hehe. Ollie's the name and he too has pink hair, but sports a skateboard on his back. SK reciprocated as well by getting me Silly-Billy, the white-haired cousin of Luca. She came packed in a cute inflated cushion and a cardboard carton. She's the more conventional type, Japanese and in a Kimono. Well,

Zoom! is the stupid campaign started by Tourism Malaysia to encourage more people to have local holidays and increase foreign tourist arrivals. One of their approaches include putting up posters in STAR LRT cars, and boy, are those posters ugly and uninformative. I think a lower secondary kid with Adobe Photoshop 6 could have done better. They lack focus with poor composition, horrible choice of photos, lousy picture quality and lack of cropping skills. For Frasers hill they can just zoom on some random field with a few flower and expect tourists to go wow? Other posters featuring eco-tourism merely showcase some random riverbank and it just looked like an anti-pollution poster. Good God! Lets go cuti-cuti Malaysia! -- Regards, William

Finally cut my hair on Saturday after Jr. gave me a puzzled look at the Pre-VDay party regarding my unruly mop of hair ( yes, this is a flashback, at least I didn't blog about the party, :P ). KK, my regular stylist gave me a weary stare-- KK: I'm tired of your current hairstyle. Let's do something new. Ready to shave off the sides? Me: Err.... OK.. KK: Ohhh... my hands are itching to use the shaver! (revving the shaver with wild abandon, but not quite Edward Scissorhands la....) With that, he shaved off the sides and a chopped the back, leaving a triangular chunk. After he styled my hair, I walked over to meet my mum and SK at the nearby organic shop. Mum & SK: Wah! Organic Shop Uncle: Something exploded on your head? Me: -_-" More negative comments awaited me at the office. Colleague 1: Eh, why you cut so short la. I cannot accept la. Especially the back. Like samseng. Me: -_-" Client Big Boss: Your hair reminds me of when I was in primary school.

MelWedding1 Swiped from williamnyk . The next day, we woke up early and planned to attend mass at the nearby St. George Church only to find out at the last minute that it was an Anglican church. And so we scoured the tourist map to find an even nearer alternative-- The Cathedral of the Assumption, just beside St. Xavier's Institution. We made it for the 10:00am mass. It was an old church with the usual cross shape and vaulted ceiling, but what caught my eye was the checkered floor, two angels flanking the front door, the antique furniture, pipe organ and the confessional that was actually only a wooden partition surrounded by a metalwork of the Holy Spirit descending as a dove. Not many parishioners showed up, only 40% of the pews were filled ( and so the monetary offering was also quite mini-sized ). It was basically an opposition church -- during the sermon, the priest talked about passion and he linked it to Saudara Lim Kit Siang whom he said lives, breathes and bleeds

I have recently put my foot on the accelerator in regards to my financial planning, with Jaded Jeremy as my invaluable co-driver. So far, he has evaluated my current situation and declared that I need to cover the gaps in my insurance coverage before I dip into investment. Therefore, I have been dealing with my current agent and trying to get heads or tails about the 'right' choices to make. Things have been confusing for me with jargon, concepts, benefits and premium tables being thrown around that's alien to me. And I guess having a BF in the related field only serves to muddle the situation further as he has an alternate approach. Maybe one could say that too many cooks spoil the soup. I'm on the verge of swearing off soup. Sigh. It's not that I don't appreciate the input, but I suddenly feel overloaded with information. At the end of the day, I can't expect people to make decisions on my behalf, I'll just have to soldier on, I guess. Thanks Jeremy an

In my feverish daze yesterday, I sent my blog post to the wrong address, hence you're reading this right now. All is right again after seeing two doctors, and I'll be trudging to work tomorrow after one and half days of rest. I was super-bloated, felt like I had alien queen in me, waiting to finish gestating and burst out of my abdominal cavity. Well, it did burst out-- I barfed all over my living room floor. I felt so much better after that, but pai seh that SK had to clean that up. Thanks dear! -- Regards, William

UW I Swiped from williamnyk . Tagged, I was and here is the post. Tardy as usual. Hehe. As Apollo mentioned, I collect underwear and part of my collection is posted here for your viewing pleasure. I think I've been crazy about 'em ever since I was 7. I gained 8kg in the past year. :(. Stress and age? I came out at age 27. I lost my virginity at age 27. Took me 14 years to notice that my best friend was gay. I come from a national school background and only started speaking mandarin in university. I used to be terrified of driving. I can't ride a bicycle. Mine broke in half when I was 5 and I have never ridden on one ever since. I'm Roman Catholic convert. I was trying to reject my sexuality through religion, but in turn, I embraced both God and my sexuality. My father passed away of a myocardial infarction ( heart attack lo ) when I was 17. I'm an impatient bastard. I still work for the same IT company I joined after my graduation. I interned at the same co

Thanks to Takashi's Xmas present, I'm currently smelling of strawberries! The mild soap from Body Shop has quite a pleasing fragrance, not sickeningly sweet. Quite unlike Ansell's Strawberry Lube that smells of jam! *winks at SK* Who wanna have a whiff of me now? LOL -- Regards, William

I don't know why, but I've been seeing a lot of lesbian couples these days. They're much more visible than gay couples. You can see them holding hands ( it's so unfair that they won't get a second glance ), brushing the hair out of the other's eyes ( trademark !), gazing longingly at each other... And everything else normal couples do ( but I've also seen some loudly whining and bouncing off the LRT walls ). Are gay couples too busy looking like a couple straight guys on an outing? Trying to pass off fleeting physical touches as masculine chumminess ( as Johann S. Lee so articulately described it )? Or are the signs of affection so subtle that even I miss them? When KH and I are out on dates, we're not all over each other, but he does hold my hand at opportune times or steal a kiss or cop a feel whenever the chance arises. His ability to do that never ceases to amaze me. Perhaps another reason is because lesbians can pass off as straight people? With the

I usually have my post-lunch kopi o or teh c at Toastbox, Pavilion. Today, I had a wondrous surprise to mark my loyal patronage-- I discovered a partial cockroach leg floating in my drink after downing three quarters of it! Argh. Didn't puke or anything, I just stared at it. If I survive the ordeal, I'll most probably go back for more tomorrow. :) -- Regards, William

During my Sunday swim (luckily the rain stopped the moment I stripped to my trunks), scarce eye candy finally made an appearance. The young guy was damn fair and sported a white swim trunk- so Jap porn. Motivated me to swim more than usual. As a result, I'm feeling my muscles more than usual today. More eye candy for faster achievement of fitness goals! No where do I see it mentioned in Men's Health. :p -- Regards, William

MelWedding Swiped from williamnyk . A year after my CNY trip to the Pearl of the Orient, I find myself there again attending Mel's wedding. Mum, SK and I flew there to attend the matrimonial mass at the Church of the Risen Christ and banquet at Bayview Hotel. Our taxi ride to town hit a snag as the chariot procession for Thaipusam was in full swing and traffic was affected. Mel put us up at the Bayview Hotel ( so convenient, kan? ) and I must say that it's a pretty good hotel. It's location on Farquhar Street makes it accessible to many nearby attractions and famous shrines to gluttony. It's a little old, but it doesn't look rundown. After checking in and freshening up, we immediately took a cab to the church at Air Hitam. Apparently, taxis don't go by the meter, so the trip there cost MYR30 ( the trip from the airport cost MYR38 ). But the taxi driver was kind enough to stop at a few places for us to buy a quick lunch as we were famished! Ended up with

The weather has gone haywire. Hot, humid and stuffy best describe the past few nights. One can't help but toss and turn on the bed, hoping that the stifling and sticky feeling can be ignored to catch some Zs. I've slowly jettisoned the stuff off my bed- firstly the blanket, then the pillow. Sometimes even the tank top and trunks must go. :p. But sleeping in the buff is a contentious issue these days with the whole Elizabeth W issue. But if you do see my naked pictures being circulated on the internet and through MMS, I'd be lucky to have it as a footnote on some obscure news on the 24th page. Zzz... Blessed are those with air-conditioning. -- Regards, William

The Democratic Action Party (DAP) had their open house on CNY6 at the KL and Selangor Chinese Assembly Hall. Parking was insufficient, so many had to park at the roadside. As a result, our over-zealous traffic police were there to issue summonses though it was just a peripheral road and the road obstruction was minimal. That's double standards for ya. Many DAP stalwarts were there, Saudara Lim Kit Siang, Lim Guan Eng, Teresa Kok, Gobind Singh, Karpal Singh, Fong Kui Loon, Tan Kok Wai, Tony Phuah and Loh Gwoh Bourne. Wan Azizah represented PKR and several members from PAS made an appearance. The Selangor MB came right as I was leaving and even RPK came! The whole venue was decorated very nicely in red and the stage had an oustanding 3D backfrop. Visitors were treated to a chinese orchestra performance, a lion dance by the 29 times world champion from Muar ( a very daring display of skill and dexterity ), a senior citizen's choir ( unfortunately like running your fingers against

mass email for the wedding game (thai media 3) Swiped from thaicinema . Unlike KH, I'm not one for romantic comedies. I don't quite have the patience for 'em unless they're entertaining like "War of the Roses" or "Romancing the Stone". But I'm not quite sure those movies fit in with the rest of the cookie cutter romantic comedies. Since it was CNY, and since I was bored, I decided to take up my sister's offer of watching "The Wedding Game" at MV. As expected, it was mediocre, but it was surprisingly a male flesh fest, specifically of Christopher Lee. If you're a fan, you get to him in various states of undress: in the shower, topless in jeans, in briefs, in swim trunks, in boxer briefs, being slathered with suntan lotion... the list goes on. I feel that the scenes require him to take off his clothes TOO often. Not that his tanned torso isn't a welcome sight ( though the fine lines and crows feet were very obvious ),

On the 28th of January, I celebrated 2 years of togetherness with KH. It was on this day that he asked me the simple question: Do you want to be my boyfriend? And after my simple nod, he took my first kiss. And we've been on an LDR since that fateful day. And for that reason, our 2 years is unlike the 2 years of other couples. Due to the physical divide, we enjoy less intimacy ( however, whatever chance at intimacy we get is explosive and cherishesd ), we perhaps do not understand each others' daily habits as well ( but we have become very adept at reading each others' mood over the phone ) and we do not get to spend much time together ( which makes us still lovey-dovey when we meet ). But special circumstances aside, gay relationships are usually given a 2-year expiry date. Gulp! Though I worry, I just keep working at it, and I am confident that things are still rosy. Our level of trust has deepened and we have delved into parts of our lives that we usually like to keep se

Are you familiar with DiGi's Fu-Yoh package? It's mascot is a thumb with slitty eyes and a red cloth tied across its forehead . My thumb looks like that at times. The left thumb has gotten so used to the T9 keystrokes that I can compose a message without me having to look at the screen much. Yes, I SMS extensively. Since getting my new phone in October 2008, I have sent 2249 text messages. The recipients that make up this total is mostly KH, Jaded Jeremy, Joe and SK. To keep things economical, I SMS to KH's DiGi number that is roaming in Singapore. And recently, KH got me a Singapore line to roam in Malaysia and even Jeremy opened a DiGi line to roam in Singapore. I have added all of them into my Friends and Family list, hence each SMS only costs MYR0.01. And since KH has 500 free local SMSes a month, it would practically cost him nothing to SMS me. The only drawback is that we both have to carry around 2 phones ( my left ball's fried! ) and we always receive a message

A correction to my last post-- I did spend time with Derek about a week before VDAY. We went to KL Tower and shared a Moo ice cream with him. I still have the stick. Hehe. At night, we had dinner at Heaven Fusion with SK and Apollo. The flowers were for our first Anni, but I did make him a card. The error is regretted. Hehe. I'm such a bad boyfriend. Sorry, dear... -- Regards, William

Vday is fast approaching and I still don't quite know what I'll do. It will be another Vday apart from the boyfriend. There are several BFF gatherings lined up and they seem pretty novel. Last year, I ordered flowers for KH with JJ's help. I don't think I'll repeat that. Perhaps I will not contribute to the commercialisation of love through inaction. Perhaps I'll make everyday a little bit more like Vday. But what's for sure is, my president's birthday is on Vday (so special) and I will mark the occasion somehow. Ingat ya? -- Regards, William

Gay fiction in the Chinese language is completely alien to me due to the fact of my banana background. Even those in English are limited to short erotic stories the web that make Mills and Boon look like kiddy lit. So far I've only read a Singaporean novel by Johann S. Lee that was brought to my attention by Chester. Back to my point- in Chinese, one can expect stories set in ancient China, and that is a premise that holds much fascination for me. Wu Xia and historic epics are made even more attractive with elements of gayness. Joe, my president reads one such novel. He tells me that it's about a scholar who saves a general who lost a battle and nurses him back to health. It goes without saying that they fall in love in the progress and the general subsequently takes charge once he's back in the pink of health. And so, after I putar-belit for so long, what do you see yourself as if you're cast in the movie adaptation of the novel- the scholar? Or the general?

In my current project, the client has a project manager who oversees everything. Let's call her Madam Mu. She is helped by an assistant manager, Ong, who is actually more like a personal assistant in reality. Madam Mu is like a domineering mother and it is obvious that Ong is kinda like the meek son. Well, it all seemed "rosy" until we heard the shocking (or perhaps not-so-shocking news) that he was resigning not long after receiving his bonus. There was a big hu-hah in the office. Many managers and even one of the top management had "The Talk" with him. They openly badgered him to pull back his resignation. They told him the place that he is going to sucked. He was obviously pressured. When all else failed, talk of money was rife. 20% increment. Blah-blah-blah. 10,000 of any stock you want. Blah-blah-blah. I'll sue them if they sue you for pulling out after signing the offer letter. Blah-blah-blah. He was resolute. Like a rock. I admire him for that. Now, h

I snapped at KH again yesterday. Perhaps I'm less patient with him. Perhaps I expect the unexpected of him and that's not fair. I've noticed he's always been understanding but of course even the Buddha has a temper. Sorry baby, I don't want these things to come between us. I want to give you my best. -- Regards, William

CNY2009Sunway Swiped from williamnyk . The first person to pai nien at my house was SK. She brought along a bottle of Cabernet Merlot and a bottle Chardonnay. All dolled up in a new dress too ( I have a set of her camwhore pics, e-mail me for a copy ). The perfect guest. As my brother had exhausted every ounce of entertainment he could derive from DVDs and food, my mum decided it was time to keluar jalan-jalan at Sunway Pyramid. Most private shops were closed, but the chain stores and franchises were open for business. Surprisingly, sales were still going on and SK and my brother managed to leave with something. The management of Sunway Pyramid had one of their mascots from the theme park go around the mall giving out vouchers. It was a Pharonic Lion wearing the God of Prosperity's headgear-- that's what I call kafir on kafir . The CNY decoration there is quite ugly. Blegh. After some retail therapy, SK and I pai nien at KH's place. We were also the first. I br

When we are bored, lonely or wu liao, we may contact certain people to improve our situation or entertain us. And then we forget them. Who is the person who is always on our minds even when we are having loads of fun or too busy with our schedules? -- Regards, William

CNY20092 Swiped from williamnyk . It's the year of the Ox, and that makes my brother 36 this year. Already his 3rd cycle. How time flies. As I age, I notice the Lunar New Year being increasingly "faraway". The significance eludes me at times. I guess its true that festivals are really for the kids. However, this is not to say that I'm indifferent about the occasion. I try my best to absorb the atmosphere or if there is a lack of it, try to create some. Ever since my dad and grandma passed away and my sister got married, things have been getting simpler and simpler. No more annual pilgrimages and perayaan besar-besaran . Reunion dinner is normally just an affair between my brother, mum and I. Although its a small gathering, mum spares no effort in preparing a big spread. But as I age, my mum advances in age too, and I can see that her stamina has decreased and she finds it harder to organise things. I try my best to help her, but I find it best to always let h

Hi people! I'm sure you're all enjoying the CNY holidays, stuffing your face, watching tv, sleeping, gambling, and running about town in the sweltering CNY weather. I'm not here to blog about my CNY yet for fear of ruining my tardy image. I'm just here to make a random observation-- did you know that if you pee into a cistern that uses toilet blue, the water turns green. The mixing of prime colours! That's all for our Ox Year Art Attack! You can now get back to eating that last piece of bak kwa. :) -- Regards, William

There isn't any CNY-themed men's underwear in department stores this year! Preposterous! What a mockery! That aside, here's wishing all my readers a Happy Chinese New Year that's sprinkled with all things good and if some bad things do slip in, hope that they're easily reversed. Lou sang with Wagyu beef, anyone? -- Regards, William

I am grateful for the prayers, thoughts and concerns that were expressed in response to my post . My aunt finally breathed her last breath in the presence of family members last Thursday. Her suffering has ended and a new journey has begun for her. Mum and I left KL for Bagan Sungai Burung on Friday afternoon. The drive there was quite horrendous during the last leg as the trunk road leading from the PLUS exit to Sungai Burung is really bumpy ( worse than Kuching by a factor of 3 ) and eerily devoid of vehicles. By the time we arrived at the village, it was around 6:00pm. Went to pay my respects and proceeded to make myself useful by folding paper offerings. The funeral was quite unique. To me, it was kinda like a party with a buffet line. It's amazing that a funerary post like this can turn into a food post. Well, dinner was served at 7:00pm-- stewed duck, fried duck, fried suk yu ( blanched and salted Mabong ), stir-fried vegetables, Kung Pao cuttlefish, baked catfish, and seaf

BDAY2008XenriCollage Swiped from williamnyk . Months have passed since my birthday in October and you know what? I have yet to finish blogging about it ( QueerR, choke or not? ). Quite an injustice to the loved ones around me as all your gifts are precious to me. Time to reveal the final gifts: A Nokia 5220 cellphone from KH -- We talk everynight on the phone and my old Samsung SGH-X700 was a bit giler according to him. He could hear a fan-like noise in the background and it irked him to no end. Therefore, he bought me a new phone! Love its music playback quality. Thanks again, baby! A scrapbook from SK -- With lots of love, she made a scrapbook from scratch, highlighting events along the year of 2008. A very thoughtful gift. Thanks dear! A Japanese procelein rice bowl from Jaded Jeremy -- For some reason, I love eating out of Japanese rice bowls and for that same reason, he got me one. KH lugged it back to KL for me. Arigato, JJ-kun! A Braun Buffel half-rim spectacle frame f

In my company, there's this guy who joined my product team last year. We shall call him FZ. He had zero business and technical knowledge of the product, and yet my Fatty Boss pushed him up as a Team Lead. This irked Lan to no end. According to Lan, his only purpose was to sit in on meetings ( blindly passing requirements to the technical team ), writing e-mails to tai chi responsibility and gain credit for reporting project statuses, Facebook, Facebook and more Facebook. And recently, Fatty Boss even introduced him to my JellyfishHead Project Manager as his assistant in overseeing all the implementation sites. I nearly choked on my water. Well, FZ recently sent me an e-mail asking for technical training material. I conveniently ignored it after my collague told me that he is so useless that even after giving him a sample document, he expects you to change it to suit his context. Later, he added me on GTalk. I rejected that too. I wonder how long before the jig is up. :P.

Bah! The Borang BE 2008 has arrived in my postbox. The deadline is the end of April, but perhaps they are trying to take advantage of the Chinese custom of clearing their debts before CNY. :S -- Regards, William

Yup, I was at NZX again, but not to repeat that fiasco at Full House . I was there to meet some ex-classmates from my Kuantan days and since one of them lived nearby and SK wanted so much to see the Disney thingy there ( we ended up taking pictures of the tarps they use to cordone off the exhibition area ). Kit brought his wife, kid and cousin ( my dar pinged immediately! ). Kit's baby took an immediately liking to me, but later switched to my other classmate, Ko. We hypothesised that it was due to his moustache. Ko came with Rene ( his future wife ) who also happens to be from the class next door. And SK was all clingy-clingy and feeding me stuff at the dinner table, so that kinda makes it look like a reunion of 3 couples. Sure to cause a stir in the rumour mill. The ones married with kids have their family to worry about. Those planning to get married have all the preparations to stress over. SK and I merely nod. We were supposed to eat at 7:00pm, but it was delayed for an hour d

A hypothetical question ;P : You're in your room doing a review of the latest Japanese exercise video to hit your download folder. Nearly at the end of your workout , with your target heart-rate nearly achieved and you're all wet and sweaty , your boyfriend gives you a call. In such a situation, what would you do?

My mum's eldest sister has been suffering from fourth stage liver cancer since last year. It has metastasized. She is now on her deathbed awaiting the final release. I pray that her suffering will end soon. Lord have mercy. Christ have mercy. -- Regards, William

Have you ever heard of the Tiong Hua Dance Festival ? If you have not, let me explain. It's actually a dance competition organised by the Anxi Association of Selangor and Kuala Lumpur. For 21 years, they invited various primary schools, secondary schools and dance troupes to take part. This year, it was held at the HGH Convention Center in Sentul. Of the 3 days, I attended the second day, which was dedicated to the secondary school category. 13 Chinese schools participated with 1 absentee. I was quite impressed with the performances. Most had good costume and music, but some of the choreography sucked. Actually, I was expecting traditional dance, but contemporary and modern dance influences had a big showing that night. I guess after 21 years, everyone wanted to try something new to get the judges' attention. My favourite was the second contestant, a school from Petalig Jaya. The music was haunting and the costumes were ghostly and wispy. The dancers seemed like the were glidin

Kuching200813 Swiped from williamnyk . Since our flight out was at 1530, we couldn't do very much that day. We slept in a little and did our packing. POD then brought us out to Top One Foodcourt for a very good Sarawak Laksa . Great rice noodles and gravy so fantastic that you want to lap it all up. After a little more last minute shopping, POD sent us to the airport. Upon arrival, we found out that our flight was CANCELLED. The staff claim that they had notified all passengers. A check on their CRM system revealed that they had sent KH an e-mail. KH receive neither SMS nor e-mail. But anyway, who the hell checks e-mail on their holidays! No guarantee for cancelled flights, only for those that are delayed. Our complaints were ignored. But I think Air Asia is not making good on their promise with all the irate letters I see in The Star lately. Seeing that we had 4 hours to kill, POD brought us back to his place for lunch. His mum had cooked up a storm! Stewed pork, chicken

Way past XMAS, but what to do. I'm tardy. :P. My "eldest" di 's favourite food joint is Yuen Steamboat at Sunway. If I'm not mistaken, I've had three dinners there with him and Takashi. As usual, we loaded up on prawns, but didn't bother with the BBQ chicken wings this time. Managed to catch up with him and the boyfriend regarding work and stuff. I finally managed to pass him his belated birthday present ( MPH vouchers ) and we exchanged Christmas gifts. They gave me a Body Shop gift pack consisting of olive, shea and strawberry soap. I wonder if KH would appreciate "little William" smelling of strawberries... :P. For Takashi, I bought him a Santa Claus-themed papier mache box, perfect for keeping condoms and lube. :P. I also had a gift exchange at the office. It was a simple affair at Old Town , The Pavilion ( more expensive! ). I gave away a pair of Skinxwear bikini briefs and received a cute illuminated glass nativity scene from Memory Lane.

Shoddy workmanship seems to be the norm in the construction sector these days. If you want "better quality" ( read: standard ), better be prepared to fork out another 100k. Talam is the poster boy of sub-standard developers. The current house I'm living in is a great example of their commitment to "quality". So far, my family had to deal with cracks, uneven windows ( more trapezoid than rectangular ), leaking roofs, lousy plumbing and haywire wiring. The latest incident involved a piece of decorative cement centrepiece fall off from the wall of the second floor. It crashed onto the awning ( destroying the tiles in the process ) before crushing the flower pots on my porch! That piece of cement could really smash someone's head in. On the way down, the decorative arch was also ripped off and boy was I surprised to find that it was just polystyrene and plaster ( standard practise according to my civil engineer sister ). Luckily I don't park my car there and

In my product team, there is a serious shortage of resources and talent after a series of resignations last year. As a result of that, certain seniors and team leaders are in hot demand especially when there are multiple projects going on at the same time. The movement of people can be very ad hoc depending on how things go. The term that is usually used is "fire-fighting". From this you can gauge that the situation is quite precarious, like the proverbial "egg on the edge of a buffalo's horn". Such a team leader was recently assigned to my project. We shall henceforth refer to him as Lan. Since his project was done and over with, he was "temporarily" assigned to my project to help "put out some fires". Everything was fine and dandy until his services were required elsewhere. To understand the problem, I must first explain the screwed up way my project is run. In reality, all the resources belong to my fatty boss. However, my project is mana

For some unknown reason, Apollo asked for a lunch outing on Aidiladha. Everyone thought that he had something to announce. A new boyfriend? A new job? Struck 4D? Turned out to be none of the things I mentioned. He genuinely wanted catch up with everyone. Cheh! Haha. Just joking la. Anyway, it was at NZX . Changed quite a bit since I've been there. Many shops have closed down and many shops have took their place. Quite volatile. But in other words, quite fresh. DanielH suggested a boutique restaurant there called Full House . An all-white house, complete with balcony and vintage mini cooper out front. Everything in there cute-sy and for sale. The perfect place to camwhore if not for their horrible service. After waiting for 40 minutes, only 3 out of the 6 sets we ordered arrived. The hunger had thrown DanielH into a foul mood and by our third inquiry, we kinda had the last straw. Reminder to the waitress. Reminder to the supervisor. The supervisor came and ignored our complaints, wi

Wahai anakku Mohammad DanielH, Maafkan bapamu ini yang telah mengabaikan tanggungjawabnya sebagai seorang ketua keluarga yang penyanyang. Berkali-kali, saya telah mengecewakan kamu. Bermacam-macam alasan telah mu dengar setiap kali papa menolak pintaanmu untuk menghabiskan masa bersama-sama. Maafkan papa. Saya gagal mencurahkan kasih sayang dalam kehidupanmu. Saya gagal dalam membimbing dan memberi panduan hidup kepadamu. Papa amat kesal. Ibumu juga tidak mampu mengisi kekosongan ini. Saya akui bahawa ibumu juga bermasalah, seorang kaki botol yang asyik terbelenggu di dalam kemabukan. Segala ini Papa akan cuba atasi. Papa berjanji. Dengarkanlah lagu ini yang Papa pilih istimewa untukmu... Daddy, Daddy wasn't there, Daddy, Daddy wasn't there, To take me to the fair, He seems he doesn't care, Daddy wasn't there, When I was first baptised, When I was critisised, When I was ostrasissed, When I was jazzercised, Eating kidney pies, When I was modernised, When I was circumcise

I can't believe it's already 2009. The year kinda blazed through. The only thing that made me aware of the winding up of the year was the holidays that were piled up against each other. Nine was the day in October that I was born on. Nine was the number of the first house I stayed in KL. Nine is the number of images of my .... Well.... Lol. In terms of work, tings do not seem to have gotten better, but I have come to realise an important thing though- the power of delegation. But I am cautious of it coz when one gets to used to outsourcing one's 'hands' and 'legs', it can be really tough roughing out yourself. My love life did not see many dramatic and emotional episodes. KH would agree that our two trips together were the highlights of the year. But more importantly, I feel that our degree of trust has increased. Health-wise, my acne has gotten under control and I am in the pink of health. However, I have begun to see the ravages of time. My social life is

Please forgive the horrible mistake in the last post. It was meant to be an e-mail... NOT a blog post. :'(. Thanks Javier for the heads up.

I asked Chester where he would be counting down the new year and he replied that it would be at home, on his bed to precise. Following up, I asked whether there would be someone else joining him there and he gave a positive answer- my teddy bear and my bolster. Well, both are technically hump-worthy, but that's besides the point. That sms conversation prompted me to ask this question: What do you have on your bed? I'm very minimalistic in this sense. Nothing more than a pillow and a blanket. And when the weather gets hot, even the pillow and blanket can go (and some clothes too). So, I eagerly await your feedback, be it a legion of soft toys or a couple of Antonio Banderas blow up dolls. Silakan... And oh yeah, HAPPY NO. NINE! -- Regards, William