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60th Post!!

Baseline


I have had ALOT of memorable conversations with various people. But of course the most memorable of the list of memorable ones will consist of you telling someone something they should not know.


Jan "There is no such thing as taking risk, guys dont take risk when it come to girls, they do something cause they know they can.."


If you are a guy and you have seen The Ugly Truth, you pretty much can tell any girl out there that every single thing Mike Chadway said about guys are the truth..


If you are a girl and you have seen The Ugly Truth, you will pretty much go into denial like Abby Richter..


If you haven't seen The Ugly Truth, you really should watch the movie.....freak..


On a seperate note, the shit I said up there, if you are a guy and you disagree with me..let me ask you this few questions

1) When was the last time you went after a girl knowing you CAN'T get her??

We guys are capable of distinguishing between;

- a girl we know we SURELY will not look at / consider
- a girl we know we SURELY can get
- a girl we know we like / really like
- a girl we know will SURELY be a challange
- a girl we know will SURELY be a conquest
- a girl we know will SURELY be out of our league

..so don't give me that crap about you NOT agreeing with me about what was said up there..

2) When was the last time you taken advantage of a situation when you KNOW the girl is in a vulnerable stage?

3) When was the last time you wanted to hi-jack another dudes GF, just by acting the opposite of the boy friend??

All your answers to the questions above will be...deep down inside..'cause I know..'

and if you are a girl and you disagree with me, then I also would like to ask you this few questions..

1) Ever made it easy for the guy??

Much like question 1 for the guys, when you make it easy..WE WILL KNOW..

2) Ever sit down and expect a guy to do something, and he doesn't do it??

You want something done, either you hint profusely..or you just tell us, cause like what was said up there, we do something cause we know we can, we hardly do anything when we have no baseline of what is going on

But at the end of the day, guys will know I am telling the truth, but girls will still deny it cause..they just plainly dont wanna believe what is being said..

Even with such guidance, girls reading this will not believe me,

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59th Post!!

Randomness

Things has been looking rather shitty for the past week or so..

Whether its not being able to cope with demands, to personal feelings, to trying to not lose the temper, to holding it in, to trying to fight the itch to smoke even after 7 months or trying to fight a personal dissatisfaction..

No matter what it is, after the fall..we shake it off..and move on.

But of all the listed things up there, I guess 'trying to fight a personal dissatisfaction' is actually the hardest thing to do, as compared to the rest of the things listed up there..

Put it in perspective

1) Cope with demands = you can just suck it up and do it..

2) Personal feelings = you can just suck it up and pretend nothing happened..

3) trying not to lose the temper = you can just don't entertain your anger..

4) holding it in = you really just need to hold it in..

5) fight the itch to smoke even after 7 months = you really just need will power to keep on saying no..

but as for 'trying to fight a personal dissatisfaction'..honestly there isnt really a way to just shake it off and move on..it was funny how dissatisfied you can get whenever you dont achieve something.

Saw a quote recently,

'You can't be in the game without a goal' = this is actually so fucking true..

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Randomness 2

Ever looked at someone in the eyes, and as they are speaking of you, you actually see disappointment?? I would say its not hard to spot if you actually pay enough attention to what was being said, how the sentence was formed and the words that was chosen, and more importantly the body language as they are speaking of you..

I have seen it a few times...once as the person was speaking of someone else, a few other times where friends are speaking of douchebags I dont give a fuck about, and a few times it was my turn..

Its not exactly thrilling to spot someone concealing their disappointment at you and at the same time the words uttered are contradicting their body language.

First time for me as the person spoke of me,

I spotted Alot of concealed disappointment and FUCKING ALOT of concealed hate

Of course during this time..I was devastated as hell and to spot all those was just another blow to the crotch

Which at this point..a friend of mine told me "You are sad..and its the first time I seen you this sad.."

Well after that there was another time which reminded me of the first time (just the disappointment part)..and I was sad because it has flashes of the first time...then as it goes on it just dawn on me...I was just dissatisfied..I really wasnt sad at all.. -.-

At this point my friend pointed out to me "Why is it when you speak of it..it sounds as though you are telling me a story of how you did not win a bowling competition you were in.."

I laughed..and I wasn't dissatisfied anymore thereafter..

So moral of the story..when you are dissatisfied..just laugh but of course, it must come with a so to speak Epiphany..

im my own grandpa~

I'm My Own Grandpa
Guy Lombardo

Now many many years ago when I was twenty-three
I was married to a widow who was pretty as can be
This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red
My father fell in love with her and soon they too were wed

Oh I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own granpa
It sounds funny I know,
But it really is so
Oh I'm my own grandpa

This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life
My daughter was my mother 'cause she was my father's wife
To complicate the matter even though it brought me joy
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy

My little baby then became a brother-in-law to Dad
And so became my uncle, though it made me very sad
For if he was my uncle, then that also made him br'ther
Of the widow's grown-up daughter who was also my stepmother

Father's wife then had a son who kept them on the run
And he became my grandchild, for he was my daughter's son
My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue
Because altho' she is my wife, she's my grandmother too

Now if my wife is my grandmother, then I'm her grandchild
And every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wild
For now I have become the strangest case I ever saw
As husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa

58th Post!!

Messiah Complex

A messiah complex is a state of mind in which the individual believes he/she is, or is destined to become, a savior. Many, although not all, people who have a so-called messiah complex often are suffering from some form of schizophrenia.

In this case of course, the definition up there is not necessary. In this case, we would just define Messiah Complex as someone that just cannot turn down a distress call.

House once called Wilson a person with a Messiah Complex, just so we are clear..Wilson is the person on the LEFT and House is the person on the RIGHT.

Wilson "That is not my porn.."

So why is it that some people just can't turn down a distress call?? Is it because they have nothing better to do?? Is it because they just have to help?? Is it because they just want to be accepted?? or maybe they are just plain nice..no matter what the reason is good or bad..more often than not I believe people like that are actually good at helping others but not themselves.

On screen, Wilson always seems to be the person with all the answers to House's whims and always know what do to or tell House, but when it comes to himself being in a limbo, he usually can't help himself, even if it is the simplest thing.

Another good example is Hank Azaria in his short lived TV Series Huff, a fucked up shrink that knows what to tell others, but not himself.

If by any chance you have a friend like that, pay a little more attention and you will come to realise that he/she SERIOUSLY cant help him/herself when it matters

57th Post!!

????

New favourite song





From what I know this song was specifically writen for Transformers 2..but the meaning behind the lyrics seems deeper than the movie itself..

56th Post!!

Strung Out

Just saw He's Just Not That into You not too long ago, chick flick or not, I gotta admit, its a pretty damn good movie. The writing was great and the acting was even better, minus Scarlett Johansson (cause I feel her acting is bad)

I cant put the Youtube video here..but this is my favourite scene..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kfe-ecRCovk

and my favourite part of my favourite scene

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gLDHJkt-Fv4&feature=related


What a line..

'You're my exception'

55th Post!!

The Morgan





This move up here is called 'The Morgan', it came from TV series Chuck. The reasoning behind this move was that, back then Morgan was always picked on by girls, and he protected the two things he felt are the most important before he got hit, the face and the crotch, but as for the sissy pose, I dont have a reasoning for that..


But as for what this post is about, all said and done..The Morgan up there is essentially for pussies. You are so scared to face the fact that you curl up like that and avoid getting hit. I would admit that I did 'The Morgan' before cause I was too afraid of change and looking back at it probably that would be one mistake I might just have to take to the grave with me -.-


Is really getting hit worse than curling yourself up to make that sissy pose? Of course I know its not, and how long/many more times you can do that pose until you regret?? People believe third time is the charm..I believe ONE time is enough..

54th Post!!

Aura

I was watching Chuck over the weekend and I came about a very interesting word;

The word is Schnook, and the layman's term, it means someone that is always victimised.

And on the same day, as I was watching my beloved below average Liverpool maul Hull City, I came about another intersting set of words;

Aura of Inevitability, which speaks for itself.

Ever came across any individuals, that has this 'Please Bully Me', 'Please Victimised Me' tag on their forehead? Just take a second to be honest with yourself, ALL of us has bump into one and ALL of us has taken advantage or has bully one, unless of course if YOU are a Schnook then you won't know what I am talking about.

On the other hand, ever came across any individuals that has this aura about them, some form of greatness, intimidation and mutual respect for? Those are the people with Aura of Inevitability.

...and of course there are those normal people, which either bullies and victimised the Schnooks and respects those with the Aura of Inevitabilty. Let me give you a simple example which I believer speaks for itself;

In Football;

Schnooks - Darren Fletcher, Paul Scholes, Jamie Carragher, Ryan Babel, Nicklas Bendtner, Salomon Kalou & Steve McLaren

If you know how they look like, just take a moment to think if you would mess with them if you are a senior or a bigger star than them or equals..

Aura of Inevitability - Fernando Torres, Steven Gerrard, Wayne Rooney, Rio Ferdinand, Frank Lampard, John Terry, Cesc Fabregas & Fabio Capello

They are the stars of the English games, having to face them sometimes there will only be one out come, you will lose and because they bear the aura with them, before anything you lose half the battle already.

Another simpler example close to home, lets take a look at our 4th and 5th Prime Minister, who between the two you think is the Schnook and the Aura bearer..

The final example will be the male characters of Friends, 2 Schnooks and an Aura bearer.

The world is cruel, so if you are a Schnook, you are not getting out of there, if you are an Aura bearer, you will lose it and down graded to be a normal person. So at the end of the day, if you are a fucking Schnook you WILL forever be a Schnook.

53rd Post!!

SO I found out over Fly FM the other day, that Google has this translate option, so Phat Fabes, Ben and Nadia translated this..

let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

it was translated to BM..and the output..

mari kita bersenang-senang, menewaskan ini sakit
Saya ingin menumpnag kayu disco anda

So I took the liberty of testing it out..and I tried translate the entire Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me..




Anda berada di telefon dengan pacar
Dia marah.
Dia akan pergi tentang sesuatu yang anda katakan
'Cuz dia tidak mendapatkan humor seperti yang saya lakukan ...
Aku sedang di dalam bilik
Ini tipikal Selasa malam
Aku sedang mendengar jenis muzik dia tidak suka
Dan dia tidak akan pernah tahu cerita anda seperti yang saya lakukan '

Tapi dia memakai rok pendek
Aku mengenakan T-shirt
Dia menghibur kapten
Dan aku di bangku-bangku
Bermimpi tentang hari ketika anda bangun
Dan mendapati bahawa apa yang anda cari sudah ada di sini sepanjang waktu

Jika anda bisa melihat bahawa akulah yang mengerti anda
Di sini sepanjang jadi mengapa tidak boleh anda lihat
Anda termasuk dengan saya
Anda termasuk dengan saya

Berjalan di jalan-jalan dengan anda dan anda usang jins
Aku tidak bisa berfikir ini ialah bagaimana seharusnya
Tertawa di bangku taman, berfikir untuk diri sendiri
Hei tidak mudah ini

Dan kau punya senyum yang dapat menerangi seluruh bandar
Aku tidak melihatnya dalam beberapa waktu kerana dia membawa anda ke
Anda berkata baik-baik saja anda
Aku tahu kau lebih baik maka
Hei Whatcha lakukan dengan seorang gadis seperti itu

Dia memakai sepatu hak tinggi
Aku pakai sepatu kets
Dia bersorak kapten dan aku di bangku
Bermimpi tentang hari ketika anda bangun
Dan mendapati bahawa apa yang anda cari sudah ada di sini sepanjang waktu

Jika anda bisa melihat bahawa akulah yang mengerti anda
Di sini sepanjang jadi mengapa tidak boleh anda lihat
Anda termasuk dengan saya

Berdiri dan menunggu di pintu belakang anda
Selama ini bagaimana kau bisa tidak tahu
Baby ...
Anda termasuk dengan saya
Anda termasuk dengan saya

Oh '
Aku ingat kau sopir ke rumah saya di tengah malam
Akulah yang membuatmu tertawa
Apabila anda tahu anda tentang menangis
Dan aku tahu lagu kegemaran anda
Dan kau ceritakan tentang impian anda
Kurasa aku tahu di mana anda berada
Saya rasa saya tahu itu dengan saya ...

Tidak boleh melihat bahawa akulah yang mengerti anda
Di sini selama
Jadi kenapa tidak bisa anda lihat
Anda termasuk dengan saya

Berdiri dan menunggu di pintu belakang anda
Selama ini
Bagaimana kau bisa tidak tahu
Bayi anda termasuk dengan saya
Anda termasuk dengan saya

Anda termasuk dengan saya
Pernahkah anda berfikir hanya mungkin
Anda termasuk dengan saya
Anda berpadanan dengan

Anda termasuk dengan saya ...

52nd Post!!

Weak Moments

I am pretty sure everyone has their weak moments before, a moment you feel so weak that you become vulnerable and more often than not do something that you will regret later on.

Had an episode of that few days back and did something which of course I regret thereafter. I guess the bad part about my slip up was that it was not meant for the person I actually showed it to.



Let me hero sing you a song..

51st Post!!

Feeling #hennwei on the second day of Raya..

A very strong feeling of loss looms..

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 006]

INT. J.K& R.L'S ROOM - AFTERNOON

J.K lies motionless on the bed staring blankly into the ceiling, looking beat, lifeless and dark eye lids around him making it obvious he has not rest in days, he sighs and closes his eyes

QUICK FLASH TO:

Rich Aunty appears infront of him and appears to be making out with J.K

QUICK FLASH TO:

J.K gets off the bed in shock and quickly ran to the rest room

TO:

INT. REST ROOM - CONTINUOUS

J.K goes to the toilet bowl and pukes, right after he breaths heavily, he flushes and gets to his feet. He moves towards the mirror and looks at himself. He turns on the tap and washes his face, he takes a look at himself again and the reflection seems to have a life of its own

REFLECTION
400 horses..

J.K nods to his own halucination

Moments later, Hinder - Get Stoned starts playing, J.K responds and exits the rest room

TO:

INT. J.K& R.L'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

He approaches the bed and watches his Iphone rings, as he looks on chills run through his spine.

WHITE FLASH TO:

INT. HOTEL ROOM - AFTERNOON

J.K lies under the comforter, equipped with a facial expression as though he just got raped, not far away, Rich Aunty is putting back on her clothes. She turns around and cathes J.K looking at her. J.K looks away.

She crawls on the bed towards J.K and hugs him. J.K freezes in disgust, she kisses him all over

Rich Aunty
(happy)
You made my toes curl just now..

J.K
(disgusted)
So are you now..

Rich Aunty laughs and gets off the bed, J.K's freezing motion comes to an end. She goes to her handbag. She takes out her Iphone and makes a call

Rich Aunty
(bossy)
Ahmad come get me from Shangri-La..

She hangs up, and starts removing the sim card from the phone

Rich Aunty
(bossy)
I saw a destroyed Iphone in the toilet just now..
I take it that it is yours..

She tosses her Iphone to the bed,

Rich Aunty
(bossy)
you can have mine boy..I got another
3 of it at home..

She reaches in her handbag again to take out a cheque book and approaches a small table to write, she tears off the cheque and leaves it at the table, she walks toward the door thereafter as J.K watches on

Rich Aunty
(bossy)
You wanna kiss mummy goodbye??

J.K blows her a flying kiss in reluctance and Rich Aunty leaves the room with a smile of satisfaction. She halts and then take another sharp look at J.K

Rich Aunty
(bossy)
You want your car?? Right??

J.K nods in agreement like a little puppy

Rich Aunty
(horny)
then you are going to have to see me
more often...the cheque is a guarantee
that I am not fucking with you

She then leaves. The moment the door closes, J.K gets off the bed, puts on his boxers back on and runs towards the table where the cheque is on, he picks up the cheque and his eyes glow. The cheque states there 'RM 15,000'. He then takes a quick look at the Iphone still lying on the bed

J.K
Wow..

WHITE FLASH TO:

INT. J.K& R.L'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

J.K snaps out of his imagination and continues looking at the phone, it is Rich Aunty calling, he ignores the call. When the phone stops ringing, he then makes a call

J.K
Hi D..wanna follow me to the work shop??

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 005]

"So what exactly are we talking about here?" she rasped, her tongue licking her lips in a futile attempt to be seductive. She gazed upon her future toy with nothing but lust in her eyes. It was obvious she couldn't hide her delight at things to come, her crooked smile plastering across the wrinkled sagging face of hers. Which was already far younger than she was. But even the modern medicine miracle that was Botox had its limits, and she had reached it. Not like she cared. This wasn't the old days where she had to seduce her way through powerful men, to build up her own dynasty of wealth. She wasn't looking for another billionaire husband, the last one had already made her far more wealthier than any of her previous five husbands. All she need now, was hours of sweaty, raw, carnal pleasure, and standing right in front of her, was her new and very delicious solution to her necessity. She licked her lips again, and pursed her lips, for any more of this, and she might end up salivating over her new plaything. She couldn't take it anymore, the urge was too strong.

"Well, boy? I can't wait all day, you know. It's simple. Car, or no car. Take it or leave it. Now this offer will only be on the table for another five seconds, so you better be quick" she hissed, the words coming out like it was a dagger dipped in honey. A certified seductress, surely, but way past her expiry.

J took a big gulp, swallowing a slug of saliva which built up in his throat. His heart was pacing, and in spite of being in the presidential suite, he was dripping in sweat. This was it, he told himself. The chance is finally here, so what the heck am I waiting for? Do it, J, do it! Don't think twice, just close your eyes, imagine Jessica Beil or something, but for fucks sake, DO IT! he told himself, mustering up his own courage to utter those very words. Well, here goes nothing.

"Okay"

Out came a tiny whisper from his mouth, and she perked her head up. He gulped again, and closed his eyes. Jessica Biel, Jessica Beil!!!

"What did you say? I didn't know I was paying for a mute... speak up boy," she said again, as she reached out for him, bony fingers running down his chest.

"Okay. You have a deal. I want the car. You can take what's yours..."

And without missing a beat, she was on him like a bitch in heat. Except this time, that line wasn't a metaphor.

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 004]

INT. J'S HOUSE - HALL - NIGHT

J.E and R.L sits at the hall of J'S house, both staring blankly into a 40 inch LCD TV with Transformers running on the screen

(V.O)
No, no, no, no, no, no... Hey! That's my car!.....Hello?
911 emergency. My car's been stolen!

J.E
(laughs)
Imagine J calls the police to tell that his car
engine exploded..he would have went.. 'No, no, no, no, no, no...
Hey! That's my car!.....hello mummy?? my car engine exploded!!!

R.L
(laughs)
Don't tell him I laughed!

J.E turns his attention towards the stairs

J.E
(suspicious)
How Long has he been in the toilet??

Chills run through their spines and they both rush up the stairs, into J and R.L's room

TO:

INT. J & R.L'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

They rush to the rest room door and J starts banging on the door

J.E
(raises voice)
J????

R.L
(concern)
Dear...are you alright??

J.E bangs on the door

J.E
Hey!! fucking answer man!

The toilet door opens from the inside, looking like a zombie J walks out of the restroom only with a towel covering his private areas

J.E
(disgusted)
AhH!! man!!

Not liking what he sees, J.E walks out of the room

J.E
Hey R..you take care of that piece, I am out of here..

R.L
(thankful)
Okay..thanks J..

J.E shows himself to the door,

TO:

EXT. J'S HOUSE - PORCH - NIGHT

J.E walks out of the porch to his white Peugeot 308, and drives off

FADE TO BLACK:

FADE IN:

INT. SILVAS - EVENING

J and an unknown guy are sitting at their usual table outside of the restaurant. The guy is W.H, 25, plum, fair and confident

W.H
I can hook you up with easy money man,
if you really want it fast, but the trade
off for it..(disgusted)um......

J
Sounds scary..but I am not scared..so tell it
to me..

W.H
You heard about those lonely wife of rich men??

J
Yeah..those rich high ranking people's wife..

W.H
If you can stomach having sex with them..they
will pay you ALOT of money man..

J
(mortified)
Sex??

W.H
or you can go for the slower version..take them out for
shopping..they reward you with Ralph Lauren or CK or whatever
and give you a small token of appreciation...of maybe 200 bucks,
you bang them ONE time..at least 10 times the return..and if you
can make them cum..and they request a revisit..that would be at
least 10k session everytime..(bragging) how you think I got my
3 Series?? I bang that old cougar till she asked me to stop..
and straight away she bought me a 3 series..(smirks)

WHITE FLASH TO:

INT. REST ROOM - J'S HOUSE - NIGHT

J stands infront of the mirror half naked with a towel covering his private parts, he looks at himself

J
(dejected)
If I can make the old cougar cum I might just get
her to buy me a GTR..

J rubs his eyes

J
(dejected)
400 over fuckign horse powers..

As J was admiring how he thinks he might look in his dream car, noises from the rest room door, someone is banging on it

J.E (V.O)
(raises voice)
J????

R.L (V.O)
(concern)
Dear...are you alright??

J.E bangs on the door

J.E (V.O)
Hey!! fucking answer man!

J washes his face

J
(points at the mirror to himself)
I'll make you cum you old bitch!


He then preps himself to look dejected again and opens the rest room door

TO:

INT. J & R.L'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

J.E
(disgusted)
AhH!! man!!

Not liking what he sees, J.E walks out of the room

J.E
Hey R..you take care of that piece, I am out of here..

J.E walks out of the room and down the stairs.

R
Are you okay??

J
(sulking manner)
Leave me alone..

Hurt by the remark, R kisses J on the cheeks and leaves the room, J watches intently as R leaves the room and picks up his IPhone to make a call

J
(sulking manner)
Hey W.H...set me up, with the richest one...

W.H (V.O)
YOU SERIOUS?? she is a tough cookie to handle man...

J
You are not me..

TO:

EXT. SILVAS - NIGHT

W.H, D, R and J are on their usual table

W.H
(laughs)
okay..let me know how it goes...

W.H hangs his mobile phone, and quickly turns his attention to the rest of the gang

W.H
(laughs)
J.K wants me to hook him up with a rich
old aunty...

His words catches everyone by surprised and they all laughs

R
(laughs)
Another man whore in the making...

D
(laughs)
He wants a 700,000 car, so W.H what is the criteria
to land something like that??

W.H
Fuck the same rich old lady and make sure she cums and
ask you to stop before you finish like few million times?


J
(laughs)
Can't believe J.K will be going down that path

W.H gets defensive

W.H
You see that white 325 Beamer there??


The gang continues their chat

FADE TO BLACK:

INT. HOTEL ROOM - AFTERNOON

J stands infront of the balcony door looking out to a view facing the entire KL City. Looking nervous and anxious he picks up his mobile phone and makes a call

J
(annoyed)
Hey!! W.H!! where is that lady??


The door bell rings, J's heart nearly pops out of his mouth, in shock he hangs up and slowly moves to the door. He opens the room door and to his dismay he sees an old lady wearing a black spaghetti strap and a VERY short mini skiry, she is RICH AUNTY, late 50's, blonde hair, tan and scrawny

RICH AUNTY
Are you J.K??


J
(mortified)
......yes...


Rich Aunty pushes J.K into the room, she takes the 'Do Not Disturb' sign, puts in at the door knob and closes the door and locks every single lock there is on the door. J.K looks in fear as Rich Aunty approaches him.

She moves in closer and attempts to kiss J.K.

J.K. moves away and starts yelling, he moves closer to the bed and starts to compose himself

J
(mortified)
.....you...want..the good stuff...you have gotta wait..


Rich Aunty
(excited)
I might dry up waiting..so dont keep me waiting too long


She reaches into her Gucci Handbag and takes out a bottle of lubricant and toss it to the bed. J.K could hardly believe what he sees and takes a deep breathe

J
(mortified)
Let me get comfortable..


He moves slowly to the restroom watching intently to Rich Aunty's every move and quickly goes into the restroom and locks the door

TO:

INT. REST ROOM - CONTINUOUS

J.K nervously takes out his phone and makes a call

J
(Angry) (Softly)
W.H!!! she is appalling man!!! you fuck face!!


W.H (V.O)
she is the richest and surely can give you 700k


Rich Aunty bangs on the door

RICH AUNTY (V.O)
(horny tone)(weird accent)
Don't keep me waiting..


W.H laughs over the phone

W.H (V.O)
She sounds like Akasha~okay i gotta service
my client now..bye..

W.H hangs up and J.K tosses his Iphone in anger

J
(Angry)
Fuck you!!!!!!!!!!!


RICH AUNTY (V.O)
(horny tone)(weird accent)
oh...say that one more timeeeeee


She continues banging the door

RICH AUNTY (V.O)
(horny tone)(weird accent)
I dont usually do this......begging for my toy
to come out of the toilet..


J braces himself..and opens the door, the moment he opens the door Rich Aunty jumps him like a tiger hunting its prey. J awkwardly removes her from her grasp and move away

RICH AUNTY (V.O)
(horny tone)(weird accent)
I like the way you are resisting me

Rich Aunty pushes J.K onto the bed

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 003]

The room stank of a stench of whiskey, cigarettes and moldy sweaty laundry. Ash and butts littered the floor, and the air thick with smoke as though Mt. Krakatoa had just laid waste to the room. He squenched his nose, took a deep breath, and braved into the lit-less room, reaching for the windows. A quick pull of the drapes and unlocking of the frames, and a little civility returned to what can only be described as a disaster for a room. Air levels began normalizing, and as light bathed the room, things could only seem to get worse.

At the corner of the room, was J, slumped almost lifelessly, except for the consistent blinking as his eyes adjusted to its new surrounding. He was a haggardly sight, unwashed for days, shirt caked with what looked like a mix of pizza and puke, with an empty bottle of Chivas in one hand, and a long burn out cigarette butt in the other. Drool (or puke, maybe) flowed freely from the corner of his lips, and you could see the confusion on his face as he tried to recognize the person in front of him.

"You look like shit man. What the fuck is wrong with you man?"

J squinted again, trying to focus hard. "Jay Fee? Ish dat you man? Itsh been afile.."

"Awhile?You've been fucking missing for two weeks man. If it wasn't because of your girlfriend calling us for help, we would've just thought you were caught up with work or something. What happened?" said J.E., with a genuinely concerned look plastered on his face.

"Vat do you min by vat hap-... happe.. happened? Me ok. See? Alifee..' replied J, thumping his chest like he was King Kong.

"You are such a fucking mess man. Come on now, let's get you cleaned up right now. R.L., give me a hand here, ok? Let's drag this deadbeat to the washroom.." said J.E. as he took J's hand and slung it over his shoulder. J burped loudly as J.E. did this, releasing a stench worse than the ninth level of hell. J.E. stuttered for a moment, trying to control the nausea building up within him, before lifting J to his feet. R.L. grabbed the other hand, trying to lift J up, but J just couldn't stand on his two feet. Slowly, they just dragged him towards the washroom, all 70kgs of lifelessness.

Dragging a whole gunny sack of rice would've been easier than this, thought J.E. as he made his way to the washroom. An evil thought flashed in J.E.'s mind. Well, I could make the most out of this and end up with some very entertaining photos while cleaning him up. And J.E. grinned as he approached the washroom. This will be entertaining. Heh.

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 002]

EXT. SILVAS - NIGHT

J and his bunch of friends are sitting down in an overly crowded 24 hours restaunrant, with J leading the talk on the table it is quite obvious from a far, everyone is listening because they have to and not because they want to


J
(bragging)
I dusted the 206..and then my car failed me..


A chinese guy in a weird looking spectacles next to him speaks, he is D, 25, fair, overweight, arrogant and smart.

D
SO...you lost??

J
(defensive)
No..my car failed me...

D
you know in F1..if your car breaks down...by default you lose..

J
yeah..but I did NOT lose..it is like Lin Dan fighting some
unseeded asshole, if Lin Dan twist his ankle, he cant play
anymore..but that doesn't mean Lin Dan lost..


Indian Guy next to D speaks, he is R, 25, lean, always have an opinion


R
So you comparing your car to Lin Dan?? if Lin Dan was
a car in badminton he would have been a Veyron..so you
cannot use him as an example..let me see (thinks) your EVO
is very likely ONLY Jalani Sidek in badminton terms

J
Fug you man!! my car is at least Lee Chong Wei!! (turns to D)
your car is the Jalani Sidek in badminton terms and (turns to R)
your car is the court cleaner in badminton!!


The lively table takes a moment of awkward silence, a guy next to R speaks, he is J.E. 25, lean, ignorant


J.E
yes and my car is the badminton court, but why cant
you just take the lost as a lost..but then again..why would
you race a 206?? its a no contest...

R
(interupts)
that he ends up losing..

D
(smirks)
what a shame..


J.E, R and D laughs, J zones out..

White Flash to:

INT. ROOM - NIGHT

J is in a curled up position on a bed in a barely lit room crying

J
(weeping)
my baby..my EVO 6.5


J cries lauder and turns to his pillow for comfort

White Flash to:

EXT. SILVAS - NIGHT


Back at the restaurant


J
Well laugh all you want..my car can beat any of your cars
even without trying

R
That is a given like how MU beat Malaysia 2-0 few days back..
no contest..

J
No..there will be a contest..I will give you all abit of chance first..

Need For Speed, Need For Attention [Part 001]

"FUCK THIS SHIT!" screamed J, as his car came to a stall. How could this be? How is this possible? His car was a beast, as far as he was concerned... a white stallion which screamed through the streets like the wind, leaving everything in its dust. And now, for it to fail him at such a critical point, and to make things worse, to a 206, was more than he could bear. Tears began to form around his eyes, but he sucked it back it. Real men don't shed tears, he told himself, manning up and reaching below his dash to pop the hood. The beast was dead, the moonlight shimmering upon its broken body, and it looked like it would be a long and lonely walk home.