June 13, 2009
Damn.. my website was hacked for 2nd time. Luckily I have enough shield to protect this bastard from changing my site to something which is ‘disturbance to public viewing’. I was going off for holiday, holiday as in doing something else to relax myself from continuing making love with PC monitor for more than 8 hours days. Those hours is compulsory in order to put precisely 14++ cigarette in my pocket every day but to add another few hours of monitor up on your ass is a commitment that I need to get to think seriously after this. I need to learn to make love with human rather than making love with all this word,videos and pictures that is not even real. Like this computer can make babies for me.Yeah right… :p
This week was horrible. Making love is all the chances that seems to happens but I don’t like it this way. Got hungover in techno club and later on the next day in a very state of art & fine piece of night club at Bar Celona, Sunway Pyramid, Kuala Lumpur. Still I managed to come to work and thanks for my odd working hours, my friends are admiring it and I’m become a dozen of shortlisted candidates whenever these guys want to hangout at night. Damn ! I really love (hate more) my job . It ’s my worst nightmare and this month has been the end of the beginning of the end of my 2 years of struggling doing my part time studies. Now my struggling life has come again and yet in a different way beyond my imagination. It’s like the life of a teenager who just sit for his final exam and the celebration of one night farewell to that 2 years of university life seems to become more than just one night, it’s going to be forever in a different situation where that fresh grad happens to be a full time employee and can’t make excuses like”I can’t go to club because I run out of budget and next week I have to pay my tuition fees”. The best part of all are:
1) I just co incidently met my “sifoo” that used to be my hangout partner crusing for hot chicks about 7 years ago. The guy I purposely get rid of to have any more contact cause I want to changed myself, enjoying to be single guy and retired players. My friend currently become an E-addict and drunken butterflies with more chick contact listed that freaking me off. A reunion after so long that makes him a happier guy with another 3 month off being a husband due to his wife that just make him their third daughters.The right way to celebrate another of his inheritance in this life with hanging out with me again as his “umpan” to trap any potential chicks.His house has become 7 eleven since then.
2)My best mate right now who organized that Baccardi+Chivas+Dewars threesome and after party underage girls orgy session is just getting interested to hangout again with me for the magnet that I got that keep those girls within “perimeter of prey”. This is first time that I attend his party and he look like that he admire my so called ‘aura’.
3)My cousin who I smuggled to a Conlay Karaoke, at first just with intention to have a teh tarik session with me but eventually turn out to be unconsicous at Techno club, were also have me on her list to further coming night hungover session. Also the first time I being with her on nite club party.
My life now is like the new season of Akademi Fantasia 7 -” Satu tranformasi akan berlaku “. The only different is AF7 may have failed miserably but my so called mask has being ripped off in a way that I never like it with a new transformation that might freak out anyone that used to know me for the few past years. I seriously didn’t like it. It wasn’t a tranformation. It’s reincarnation of the old Ridhzuan that used to be in a decades ago. Too bad this Nirvana mystique prophecy isn’t the idea that I like and I have to learn how to be a politician in order to give those 3 people a million excuses to join their so called heaven.
Life is just not fair. Hopefully i have some friends reading this that can pray for God to keep me being a decent normal guy.
Ridhzuan