Turkey 2 : Enter the Refugee Camp.

Fellow readers...very sorry for not updating....You see, The Uzbekistan Government found out that I've been writing bad stuff about them. So, they hacked into Japan's Utility system and cut off electricity and internet connection to my room last Friday till today. I had to suffer living without internet for 3 days and one whole day without heat and light....

Bloody Uzbek's...that's not gonna stop me!! I'm writing more about you!! BWAH HAH HAA HA ....

Ehem.....now, where was I?

Ah, yes...the witches....as if to complement the bad in-flight service, the pilot gave the worst landing I've ever experience in my life. He landed...I think he landed like the way the food was dumped on my tray. As long as my history of flying, never once I felt the fear of crashing until...well, until the pilot made touchdown at Tashkent, Uzbekistan.

Man...was I glad to step on firm ground again after the rough ride I had. But that relieve lasted only for a while as it dreaded me to think that I'm there for transfer and I have to board the same plane again to get to Turkey! Sigh...

"You can only stay warm for so long when you pee in your pants"

Anyway, as soon as we touched down, we were all herded into a little ass bus to be transported to the Customs. They don't seem to have a proper walkway that connects the plane to the main building...they use shuttle bus. Hehe....pity them Japanese passengers who were not used to all this. Most of them were complaining all the way to the main buliding..

First impression I got when I got off the little ass bus was...Wow. They actually have a proper building!! Photography was not allowed so no picture here...but the building looked somewhat like European architecture...tall, wide pillars made of marble supporting a tiled roof. And so I thought..."Wow, not bad for Uzbekistan...after all I've heard and read about this country!" But suddenly, I heard the sound of padlocks locking behind me....turned around to find a tall, unsmilling military personnel locking the doors behind me!! And in front of me, passports were being inspected and people were being led into some hall.....Shit!! We were all being led to the gas chambers!!

NOOooooo........

"Show them your passport, then you can go in and rest while waiting for our plane to ready."....said a smiling bottle of soy sauce(remember soy sauce? mentioned her in my first previous ...she's our guide's nickname). And at once I calmed down....wow, she really is a good person. She actually sensed our anxiety and came over to talk to us....yeah, you could say that she was the lone loving angel in the devil's den. I think that's the time when Chin Wooi fell in love with her.

Had my passport processed by another unsmiling, rude chap. Made me wonder, were they all sent to a special camp where they had to throw away all their humane instincts, then trained to be rude and bitter...then only can they be flight attendant,/customs official/etc...Well, either that or they were ordered not to smile and be friendly or else be shot.


The halls....looks like everyone got gassed, right?


Are they....dead? Were they the first to gassed, then left to rot and infect us with some terrible plague? Are they....darn, just sleeping.....haiya....what an anticlimax.

Entered the halls, the atmosphere was....it's just so gawd damn depressing! No one spoke anything, tired folks sleeping all over on the floor...all the officials had the look like they want to kill me or just beat me up for fun. First time I've ever entered a place like this and it's all quite shocking and uneasy....makes even a graveyard look warm and inviting.

About the folks who were there, I realised that there were a lot of Punjabis around....hmm, India must be nearby!(here you can either marvel at my geography or just laugh at my stupidity). Anyway, someone was playing some Punjab song on the radio....hah, nice try to cheer up the atmosphere, but too bad there are no banana tree nearby to dance around.


Says.."HAVE A GOOD FLIGHT"...haha, at least the Uzbeks syill have a sense of humour.

After waiting a depressing 3/4 hours, we got our boarding passes and headed to board the plane. Yes, the little ass bus ride to the plane once again. We reached the plane only to be greeted by a few soldiers wielding AK-47, MP5 Navy and an unsmiling guy dressed up like a secret service agent holding a walkie talkie....


See that guy in his fatigues? looks like he's planning to hijack the plane....

The Japanese, having slept in the gas chambers, were fully awake by this time and each one of them instinctively reached for their cameras and proceeded to take a picture of the unsmiling military personnel and plane....they were seriously warned by some red-faced frowning guy....photography prohibited. Pity the Japanese who were denied the very thing they were borned to do......unable to take ant picture, could easily see that most of them are not used to the situation. Even I am not used to the situation, I mean, who places military personnel with machine guns and secret service agent before a plane? Freaks!!

Hmm...maybe they received news of a crappious blogger and wanted to apprehend that guy before he does any damage......GASP!! Must warn him...

Turkey 1 : Journey to the West

"In order to reach heaven, one must first journey through hell."

Ever heard that phrase? No? Well, you can quote me on that!

I know most of you have heard of the ancient Chinese tale "Journey through the West". The story about a monk, a monkey, a pig and a water demon who journeyed to the west to search for a scroll of some sort. And in their journey, they met all kinds of demons and beasts which tried to kill, seduce, eat them. Me, being a proud Chinese who can only command simple Mandarin and an even simpler Cantonese, decided to follow the holy monk's work and undergo a journey of my own.

My journey to the west took me to the far away lands of Turkey, home of kebab and belly dancers. Along with me on this sacred journey are...


From left:
Me, misunderstood for being a tough scary guy all the time..
Loke Eng, had a sore throat, lost his voice and had to suffer my cruel jokes..
Li Jia, burps more times than I could count...
Keong, his hair was longer than LJ...
Ming Rong, always complaining than someone cheated him of 1 YTL(Turkish money)
Fong Zyin, all turks find her pretty....
Chin Wooi, thanks god that people don't eat pork in Turkey. However, it is unknown which god that he thanked...
Not in pic:
Lo, likes his trademark wool-covers-the-eyes pose...
Boon, everyone finds him "cute". Lee-chan kawaiiiii!!!


Anyway, the whole trip started with us being typical Malaysians....yup, we were late for the gathering. Our first words from our tour guide, Ms. Kumagaya was "Please be on time as you will delay the whole group." It was kind of a good thing....I mean I can't think of any better way to start our trip.
FYI, the tour guide shall be called "Soy Sauce", as named by Chin Wooi who fell in love with Soy Sauce.


The witch of the western skies....here you see her in action terrorizing someone.

We took Uzbekistan Airways for our journey to Turkey. Just like the old Chinese tale, we had our own share of demons and devils. Just like the pic above, we had terrible witches of the western skies to terrorize us. Forgive me for being too harsh here but they are old, fat, and unattractive...compared to the cabin crew of Malaysian Airlines or Japan Airlines, I couldn't help but criticize. And they were rude too!!

Once when I was sleeping, they roughly threw earphones on my body. Just like that, BAM! i woke up to find two earphones on my body. Can't they at least leave me in peace and give me those earphones later? Plus, the damn audio were in Uzbek's!!...rudely awaken from my peaceful sleep just to find earphones for me to jack into some language I can't understand!! .....and apparently that's not the only way they wake passengers up. They are so fat that their humongous ass will brush your shoulders as they try to squeeze through the aisle. Not to mention that the stomps their heavy feet produce are louder than the sound the jet engine produces. Sigh...someone need to remind them why air stewardess needs to be thin.

One word...HAG!!! Pity on all the men in Uzbekistan...

But wait...that's not it. When it's time for meal....they....are they unable to speak? Do they have to dump the food on my tray? Can't they at least set it nicely on the tray?

You see, when it's time for serving food, they don't ask the usual "Fish or Meat?" .....they just mention "FISH!" or "MEAT!!"...then they dump the food on your tray. If you are thinking "Don't we get to choose??"....exactly that. It's as if they were given the privilege to make the decision for you. Same thing goes for beverage. They just go round saying "Tea! ....Tea!" and roughly pour some watered down tea in your cup. If you want coffee, you have to hide your cups away from them, shake your head vigourously like a rattlesnake's tail and say "Coffee!" a few times....

Worst when they collect the pillows and blankets....I witnessed with my own two unbelieving eyes how they snatched away blankets from unsuspecting, sleeping passengers. Boon, he tried to hide one of the pillows but the witches' power were too great for him. Once again.....to all my readers, let's be in a moment of silence for about a minute....give those men of Uzbekistan your sincerest pity.

For those who don't believe in witches....BELIEVE IT!!

I Graduated!!

Finally! Three long years of studies to gain a lame diploma has finally ended. Since I've graduated from college....I think I'll come clean and be honest and tell what I truly felt through this 3 years ordeal.

No...I never really liked or rejoiced on my decision to study in Japan. I wouldn't exactly call my life here a living hell, but it's sure as hell isn't heaven either. Back when I was young, I've always dreamed that college life would be a place of intellect...a place where people go to to gain maturity, breaking away from all those bullshit childishness of high school life. Much to my disappointment, I found myself once again surrounded by loud, rowdy brats that were to be my classmates.... always laughing at the stupidest of jokes. I know I can't blame them as they were 17 years old at that time(I was 20), but I can't help feeling that I was rejected the sense of maturity and thrown into the shameful pit of immaturity.

Yes....I don't deny that coming to Japan has allowed me many meaningful things. Among those were learning a new language, knowing a new culture, dropping my Manglish slang (the lah...lor...mah...meh...why like that one...). I also got to go overseas...namely Korea and Turkey(will be blogging about it soon). All those I achieved during the long holidays, but back in the classroom, I will once again feel suffocated by the "children" around me. Never able to be blend in and adapt, I kept to myself and ended up not having any close friends. Many of you know me to be a person with many crazy ideas and jokes but those were when I'm outside the lecture hall...not on any works that require the mind. But know this that I can be quite serious when I'm needed to. If you want to know what's my nickname here...it's "おっさん" or "Uncle". It was given to me as I frequently refuse joining the brats in doing crazy stuff during lectures.

So....yeah...life was pretty boring for me. And since I didn't like my life here, I also didn't excel in my studies...finding no purpose nor reason to drive me. Many times where I just felt like letting loose of everything... but fortunately for me I met my senior MGS girl. She never knew how much she really meant to me...nor have I told anyone anyway. She have done a lot for me by just being around. So...thanks yo....hope to enjoy another year with you in Nagaoka University. Just for the record, she isn't the main reason I chose there.

So here I am....graduated with a diploma and now looking forward to my university life. Hope that I can get what I came here for in Nagaoka University.

Anyway....I mentioned that I graduated, right? Here's a few pics from my graduation ceremony.


Sawada Yayoi....girl that I liked but unfortunately had a boyfriend. Sigh...such luck I have.


Takano Shiho...girl who was my partner for research.


No...I didn't ask them to line up according to height but it somehow happen....hehe


The bunch that I was closest with....see that girl on the top left? She has a voice of a squeaky little mouse but have a body that will melt the iceberg that sunk Titanic.


Guys that I sometimes hung out with...


Everyone giving weak claps as we descended down the stairs.


If you are looking for photos of me receiving the certificate.....there are none. They sent one representative to receive on everyones behalf....cheapskate!


My diploma......just wondering, can I get any jobs in Malaysia with this?

After the official ceremony, we had a party in some hotel.....


The Dean giving some speech.....


Sushis and sandwiches....it was DELICI....nah, it was cold and tasted horrible.


Kikuchi...he's from another class. The one guy that wasn't childish.

And after that party, we had another small one among ourselves (same faculty)...


Steamboat and hotplate pork....tasted DELICIOUS!! Damn...shouldn't have ate at the hotel.


Had beer and sake...not orange juice like the party at the hotel.


Beer and sake also means drunks....this girl was so wasted that she kissed me on the cheek when I asked for a picture. Normally, she's the serious kind with little if no nonsense....always walking straight like she have a iron rod propped behind her hack. She usually refuse having her picture taken but this time she's the one who initiated. Told me "Randy, you are so handsome and cool, I think I fell in love".......gave me the coldest shiver down my spine.


The party was also an opportunity for us to say our thanks to dear lecturers and friends...

And that was it. My life as a college student officially ended. Some guys cried that night and one of them hugged me tight as he cried into my chest...saying how much he appreciated me and all. For that moment, he made me feel as if I was appreciated and accepted in the class....made me feel that it was worth it coming to Japan.

Sigh....maybe it was just me feeling insecure. Maybe, I had friends who liked me, cared for me....maybe....but i guess it's a little late to be regretting my past three years.

I hope....really do hope that a good life will be awaiting me once I move to the new University...

Ski at Fukushima

Yesterday was a field trip organized especially for foreign students(a.k.a Aliens) in my college who are going to graduate this 14th. It's like a farewell gift for us...well, sort of.

The original plan was to take us Aliens to cultural sites of Japan....something like "Lawatan sambil belajar". Well, It is a good thing to know more about Japanese culture....but I've been here for 3 years! I've seen my share of Shrines and wooden houses with straw mats for flooring.....and I'm bored of it!! Just in case you are wondering about Japanese sub-culture, there was no way the Aliens supervisor was going to take us to the "hanky-panky" girls-in-various-costumes Museum.

So I suggested....

Me : Instead of going to those boring places, why not go for a ski trip?
Aliens supervisor: Hmm...give me 3 reasons why.
Me: One reason is good enough. I want to go.
Aliens supervisor: I said 3 reasons.
Me: Okay, there are no snow in my country. And that makes skiing a part of culture exchange too!
Aliens supervisor: Sigh...alright. Ski it is. to be honest, I wanted to go skiing too!!

And that was it. College trip plans changed. Aliens conquered humans in Japan.

Anyway, for the ski resort, we went to Fukushima, somewhere north of where I am, Ibaraki, which is somewhere north east of Tokyo, which is very very much faraway north east of Kuala Lumpur.

The day started with a 3 hour bus ride to Hotel Listel, the hotel that we stayed at. Didn't occur to me to take photos of the hotel at that time....but I did take some pictures when I'm inside...


View from the hotel room overlooking Lake Inawashiro...

Bunch of 15, 16 year olds....they made a point of avoiding me by standing in the furthest corner and huddling together....typical behavior when facing a predator such as me.


18 year olds. I like the one on the right....made a mistake of telling her she was pretty during my first year in Japan. The term should have been "cute". Damn....

The guys...well, one of them is a girl. Can you guess which?


Seafood pilaf for lunch....if you think that the arrangement of the spoon is weird, that's because it was me who arranged it.


After lunch was the main event. Time to eat fresh snow for dessert. Everyone you see in the picture above are beginners. The ones who have experience was me and Alien supervisor only....but Alien supervisor arranged instructors for them so....yeah, everybody had fun.

Ah....the feel of wind against my face as I glide effortlessly down the mountain. The feel of the ski board straining as I make a tight turn round a corner. The look of frighten small kids as I raced towards them at high speed.... Makes me wish that Malaysia have snow too...

Later that night, there was some illuminations on display in front of the hotel, so I invited the girls out for walks....ehem, invited guys as well but turns out that girls were more sporting than guys....8 girls and 3 guys turned up for the walk. Too bad for the rest of them, I get "the bigger piece of pie" so...good for me.


Santa already preparing for next year's Christmas. This proves how hardworking and efficient Japanese can be.


Plastic Santa was so happy to see me it grew organic limbs!!


Tricked two girls to imprint their body line on the snow.....nah, just kidding, didn't trick them, I just shoved them into the snow and jumped in after taking this picture.


The same two girls now expressing their love for me.....


Had a lot of fun that night...as a matter of fact, I had more fun that night than the ski itself! The girls were so crazy that they infected me with their "youngness" and suddenly I was among them rolling on the snow, running across empty fields, climbing statues...damn, it's good to be young again.

All in all, it was a fun trip although everyone was having too focused on skiing despite the fact that it was a farewell trip for us Aliens who are going to graduate soon....or did they mistook me to be a "Young Alien" instead of "Old Alien going away"? Hmm....don't know if I should be happy or sad with either answer.

Renewing my Malaysian status...

Soon I'll be handing in my thesis, and that's it...5 long years of studying just to obtain my diploma. 5 long years...now don't tell me that it's been "a blink of an eye" or tell me "time flies". It was a hell of a long time for me. But like I said...soon...soon I'll graduate and will be heading to Turkey for my vacation.

So, in preparation of going overseas, I went to the customs office to make a re-entry permit. For those who don't know what it is...Visa for any country is only valid for as long as you stay in that particular country. To leave and then to reenter, you'll need a permit of some sort.

Anyway, I went to the office early in the morning hoping to avoid the crowd. But guess what? There were some 48 people there too!! They must have known I was coming and was planning a surprise party for me. But since I arrived too early, they hadn't any time to prepare the usual cakes and balloons....so they canceled the party and everyone there went on to do their business. Sigh...took my number and I had an ugly "49" printed on my number slip. By the way, current number being attended was "24"...and the service time was at an average 10 minutes per number. Know what that mean? Yeah...that means I have to waste a lot of time sitting on my ass with all the other Indians, Thai, Chinese, Middle Eastern, Brazilians....

Cursing my luck, I went on to fill out my form....only to discover that the pens at the writing booth was dry!! SHIT!! Just my darn luck.....thinking of it, I shouldn't have written about me being tricked into a church by an over zealous ostentatious Christian name L. Or maybe someone got offended that day when I walked into a sermon wearing a traditional Chinese suit...

Starting to feel bored, I tried to be smart and walked straight to the service counter and started writing there. Well, seems that the person in charge didn't like me standing there and told me "I'll lend you my pen, just...stand over there and fill out your form. Don't do it here."....being shooed away like that, there was nothing I could do except sulk and walk away.

BUT....while I was filling out my form, I saw a number slip(left on the table) with a very delicious "28" printed on it!! Sweet Mother of Jesus!! I quickly filled out my form...just as I barely signed my name at the bottom of the form, the service counters called out the number!! Sweet sweet 28.....

So...I marched to the counter, holding in my right hand, the proud number 28. Man, I could feel the stare of all the other Indians, Thai, Chinese, Middle Eastern, Brazilians who were angry at me for jumping queue. HAH!! SUCKERS!!!

I know that I should be considerate about all the other Indians, Thai, Chinese, Middle Eastern, Brazilians who were all waiting for their turn but....Hey, I was there to renew my status of being a "Malaysian in Japan". I had to do something to prove that I was a Malaysian, right?!!

Hah....Malaysian rules in this kind of situation. Malaysia Boleh!!!

Worst Chinese New Year ever!!!

Short talk:
Yeah...with my new 500GB hard disk, I'm back in business!! My computer is now nonsense compatible and able to upload crap to the internet. You know, it's kinda funny that, exactly 2 years ago in the the same month, my Malaysian senior's computer broke down....and he went missing a week after. Most of you should know about this as the embassy sent out alerts for the missing guy. With the same thing happening to me now, I might go missing as well!! Watch out for alerts by the embassy for me....

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As for today's entry, I would like to talk about the CNY "celebration" I had 2 weeks ago. It's a bit long but it's the funniest thing that have ever happened to me. Be patient and read a bit...

You see, for the past 2 years, I've been having exams during CNY and have not been able to fully express my festive mood. But this year....this year, my exams finished a day before CNY and I've had high hopes for a joyful event to make up for the two CNY that I missed.

I was lucky enough to meet with one of the Malaysian Chinese who have been working in Japan for 7 years. I shall call him L. L promised to take me out to a place where I can "feel the Chinese New Year atmosphere". So I was thinking "GREAT!!!" and invited fellow Lee Boon Hon, Koey loke Eng, and my junior Shuk Yee to join me. Since it was Chinese New Year event I was going to attend, I wore my red traditional Chinese suit...


Gong Xi Fa Cai....have no and pau but girls can take me as their "red packet"


In case you are wondering why I wore this ridiculously red suit out to the streets in Tokyo.....it's Chinese New Year!! Gotta wear red on the day....Anyway, we met up with L on a cheerful Sunday looking forward to a nice celebration together. L led us from the station through a maze of streets and buildings...not once did he mention where he was taking us to.
Suspense....suspense...

After walking for about 5 minutes, we ended up in front of a building with a lot of Korean speaking people....and I got suspicious as "What the hell? Why am I amongst Koreans on Chinese New Year??" I asked L but he simply told us that we would know once we're inside. Still suspicious, I followed him inside the building nonetheless.

After a brief ride in the elevator, we finally reached the designated destination. The door opened and I found myself staring at a lady standing on a stage holding a book, and there were a bunch of people sitting on long benches looking at that lady.......SHIT! I'M IN A CHURCH!!!! The lady is a pastor and the book she's holding is a bible...and the bunch of people sitting on long benches now looking at ME instead. Can you imagine me in that red chinese suit in a church on a Sunday?? Suddenly, that Sunday isn't a cheerful Sunday anymore....

Damn it...I got tricked into a church!!

Sigh....don't get me wrong though, I may be an agnostic but I don't have problem going to churches. But I DO have problem if you trick me into going to a church. I mean...what the hell is L trying to do? Using trickery to convert me into Christianity while I'm wearing a traditional Chinese suit?? What in the name of Jesus Christ was he thinking?!!!!

As much as I wanted to leave the church, it's something my conscience won't allow me....so I sat through the whole sermon. HOWEVER.....as irritated and upset as I am, Lee Boon Hon manage to make my day and made me laugh out loud.

We were all hungry at that time....and we were promised lunch after the sermon, so we held it out. But little did we know, we had to attend "Introduction of the Church" directly after the sermon at the cafeteria for newcomers. Tricked the second time.....And L was wicked enough to put food on the table when the lady pastor was giving introduction about the church.....talk about the devil's temptation to lure us away from Christianity. This time, Adam is Lee Boon Hon and the Forbidden Apple is a pack of sushi.

During the talk, Lee Boon Hon kept looking at my way....his eyes desperately pleading for me to join him eat as he is hungry but, incredibly, is shy about eating alone while the lady pastor is still giving a talk. But after a while....just like what happened to Adam, Lee Boon Hon chimed in, "Excuse me but I'm hungry and I have to eat" and reached for the pack of sushi!!

Lee Boon Hon opened the pack so fast that the lady pastor couldn't say anything to it as the pack was already being open.....hahahahahhahaha....

About a few minutes after Lee Boon Hon finished the pack of sushi, the lady pastor finish her talk, "Okay, NOW we have finished the introduction of the church...let's eat. BUT before we eat....let's say a prayer to thank the lord for the food." At once I look at Lee Boon Hon who have already eaten....once again..hahahahahaha........

And that's not it....later, we joined a group of people who made some Korean food. A bowl of rice with some kind of soup. It was quite a big bowl, and Lee Boon Hon having eaten quite a bit, "Sorry, but this bowl of rice is a little too much for me. I can't finish this." Guess who was beside him at that time.....the lady pastor!!! "Oh....so NOW you've had enough." Hahahahaha....sounds exactly like what God would say.

It was definitely the worst Chinese New year I've ever had...being tricked into a church while dressing wrongly, but then again, I would not have this tale to tell if I hadn't been tricked!!

Way to go Lee Boon Hon!! Man...I'm so looking forward to going out with you again!!

The all so amazing JK....

The girl in the pic is my girlfriend.....damn, wish I could lie better. This pic was taken from Danny Choo actually....


The term JK means Joshi Kousei (Japanese high school girls)....not Joking...or Joe King. The pic above is a typical Japanese high school girl in her uniform. And YES, their skirt is this short even when they go to school. Apparently, they get better marks from male teachers...Anyway, this post is not about beautiful legs under ridiculously short skirt. But read on...lols guaranteed.

Just this morning, while I was happily chewing on my piece of toast, one of the TV channel(forgot which one) showed the popular abbreviations used by JK lately....it was so gawd damn funny that I almost became the first human to die from choking on a piece of toast!!

I know that most of you only use the term JK or KY which means kuuki yomenai which translates directly to "tak boleh baca angin". Haha...we Malaysians have "makan angin" and Japanese "baca angin"....it figures, right? I mean, us Malaysians have always liked to eat and you can always see Japanese reading a book! But seriously, KY means can't understand the situation or being a wet blanket. KY seems to be the popular one at this time around but the ones on TV were the most creative thing I've ever seen in 2008.

Here's the list...

ATM = Ahona Tousan Mou iranai (Don't need my stupid father)
MM = Maji mukatsuku (Really irritating)
3M = Majide Mou Muri (Really can't do it anymore)
IT = Aisu(Ice) tabetai (Want to eat ice cream)
HD = Hima dakara Denwa suru (I called because I'm free)
MW = Mou Wakaranai (Don't know...)

There were a few more but I've forgotten them....sigh, should have wrote them down on my toast with strawberry jam....

Anyway, when I first saw them on TV, I thought it was just normal education stuff teaching English abbreviations....
ATM = atmosphere
IT = Information Technology
HD = hard disk
those kind of stuff, right? And that's when I saw MW....I thought it was some Abbrev. that I've never seen before, so I went to take a closer look. And that's when I saw the rest and that's also when I almost choke to death on my toast...

Man.....it's so funny I'm still laughing now as I type.

Song stuck in my head..

Now...now...you must be wondering who are these 3 girls and why Randy is posting a pic of 3 not that very cute nor pretty girls, right? Well, I somehow find them very sexy.... even sexier than Angelina Jolie!

These three girls are actually members of a Japanese rock band, Noodles. Okay, short intro for the group....Noodles is a Japanese rock band consists of Yoko (vocals/guitarsitting in front ), Ayumi (drumsleft) and Ikuno (bassright).

Do I find girls playing musical instruments sexy? HELL YEAH!!! Rock on babes...
For girls out there who have interest in me....ehem...strum a guitar, play a piano, or just singing will turn me on big time.
For the rest who are laughing, you can stop now. Thank you very much.

Now, I know many of you readers like the song "Soba ni iru yo" by Soul Ja. It's a song about persevering love unbound by time or distance.

For me, my song is "Splash" by Noodles. It's the 1st song in the playlist above. I love this song sooo much that it got stuck in my head for many weeks now. This song got stuck in my brains so deep that it practically begs to be blogged about.

This song, is about how feelings that had emerged unexpectedly out of nowhere....and that we can't help but wonder if the person you like would accept you....and also about hope and dreams that ensue.

Here's the lyrics....

例えプランターの中の種でも
(Even the seed in a planter)
光を見ていたいよ
look at sky, look at sky,
(Wants to see the light)

I know. Don't change mind.

例えば映らない鏡の中も
変われない私を笑ったていいよ
(Even if it won't show up in the mirror
It's OK to laugh at the part of me that can't change)

I know. Change the world.

I can't stop my feelings yet.
this is the last splash.
what do you hear it?
In universe alone.
my friend of mind.
give me a hand.
give me a hand.
and take me faraway.

それはどこからともなくやってきて
私の心に住み着いてしまった
(It came out of nowhere
And settled down inside my heart)
yes? no?, which one?

I can't stop my feelings yet.
this is my last splash.
what do you hear it?
In universe alone.
my friend of mind.
give me a hand.
give me a hand.
and take me faraway.

I can't stop my feelings yet.
this is my last splash.
what do you hear it?
In universe alone.
my friend of mind.
give me a hand.
give me a hand.
and take me faraway.

Once more,
give me a hand.
give me a hand.
and take me faraway.
take me faraway



The lyrics somehow speaks to me....must be because of the way I'm feeling (Ooooh....Randy likes a girl!!!). But mostly, I like this song because of the beat, rhythm, guitar&bass play....not forgetting that sexy voice she have.

Damn....just can't get this song out of my head. And playing it 10 times a day isn't helping either.

The day ® got added to Randy...

>anonymous
Whoever you are....so you want me to smile more often or not? To scare people or to look silly....that is the question.

>ns29
I'm not in my shirt because I want to show off my tan....
Anyway, yeah...can protect the girl from harm. But the thing is, I always end up scaring the girl 1st....

>stevelee
Hmm..yeah, i suppose you are right. No harm looking a bit scary...at least people will think twice if they want to stand near me in a crowded train!

>Kelly
Most of my old friends will probably describe me as "the gentle giant".......probably...maybe....anyway, the worst harm always comes from the guy who smile the sweetest.

>calvin
I actually wanted to do a botak cut!! But that hairdresser convince me otherwise...

>MayC
YEAH!! I'll be a bad boy....I'll be a BEAST!!....but I wonder if a beauty would come and dance with me. Hmm...better practice ballroom dancing from today...


*From now on, I think I'll answer comments in the comments box....start to see that it's pointless talking about the previous post. And that way, you can "shoot" me at more angles than before...
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From this day on, I'll be spelling my name like this.... ®andy. ® here means I'm trademark-ed. You all will have to pay me royalty the next time you mention, write or even think of my name...wah ha ha ha.

But seriously no. Please, use my name at your disposal at any time. What I'm really trying to say is that I've got my own patent(copyrighted design) in Japan. Yes, you read it right, Randy...oops, excuse me....®andy managed to create something and registered it under Japan Patent Office.

See guys? I'm not all crap, jokes, nonsense, funny words, shitty phrase and laugh guy. Just like all of you, I have a brain that works(I know it's hard to believe this fact but please bear with it) and had manage to set up my own intellectual property here in Japan.

Well actually, I've got the patent about half a year ago. Don't know why I've never thought of blogging about it before until my mom mentioned it to me. Anyway, the story goes like this...

I attended a class on Intellectual Property about 2 years ago. One day, my lecturer mentioned that there was a Patent Competition going on and urged us to try....it was a class of 60+ students but only 3 guys(me and 2 jap guys) stood up to the challenge. The mighty 3 showed them all who had the biggest balls in the class....we proudly showed them that we don't really have the biggest balls... the title goes to another guy BUT our brains ARE bigger our balls so...no shame there. Anyway, it was a competition where we are required to design and create something...anything...then send it to the Japan Patent Office to be evaluated. The competition is nationwide and the selected ones will be registered for free. Now, please know that to register cost a lot of money....about ￥300000（RM9000++) and they paid for all the expenses.

And our creation?



A paper punch which can punch all the holes on a standard B5 or A4 size paper at one go. It is slim, light and can be carried inside your binder.

Now....this may look like a simple design...and it is simple....but we put in a lot of our thoughts in this. We had to show that this is a patent worthy design, and there's a lot more detailed pics explaining the design but....let's not bore us here.
Thinking up this design is hard but the paperwork is a real pain in the ass. Lucky for me I have 2 jap guys in my team so, they do most of the paper work. I'm fluent enough in Japanese... but as for writing stuff for patent? My Japanese isn't that good yet. But like I said...I have 2 jap guys to overcome my inability, and this is what you call teamwork!!

Finally, by summer last year, we got a letter and a certificate from Japan Patent Office saying that we're one of the 17 selected ones out of 241 entries.


The red box indicates my name written in Japanese characters.

Now....now I'll just have to wait for someone to be interested in my design so that they will buy the copyright and make me a rich ass mo**********

SO...as for marketing strategies....



I know that THIS monster of a face will not do me any good. Cancel face features...replace with...



See that cheeky smile that unmistakably makes me look like a pimp? Now that's a sure winner!!

Bad boy is back in town!!

>Clem
I actually took a whole lot more....for one hour i had to decide which pic not to put in.

>ns29
Actually...YES! She did ask me to pay her....well, not exactly pay but asked me to buy her poster which cost 500 yen....or was it more?? Anyway, i refused to buy her poster but i did stayed back a bit to chat with her.

>calvin
Yeah....this is the "toned down" version of my collection. I have....*cough... a lot more girls pic....*cough

>Kelly
Yeah, I liked the elegant chic too. Aww damn it, who am I kidding.... I liked all the girls there!!

>Steve Lee
Really? Ok....and please volunteer more when we go to Turkey.

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SO.....how do I look?

Yup, went for a haircut(again) and asked for ridiculousness for style. For years I have been branded as "tough", "scary", "gangster looking", etc... and as you know it, that kind of remark isn't what you label as "compliment".

I have always been kind to girls....ehem....TRY to be kind to girls. I have tried to smile myself silly for no reason...and have always avoided fights. Heck, I've even followed my mother to the market!! And yet certain people fear me for my look. Especially in Japan where guys are a lot smaller size(not height) than me, people tend to fear me and try not to speak to me for fear that "I will eat them". I still remember that there was once a kid who saw me, then ran to hide be hind his mother's legs, pointed at me and say "こわい　にいちゃん!" (means scary guy).

Which brings me to ask myself.....am I really that scary looking?
Be honest...had you not known me and see me approaching you, would you hand me your wallet, drop on your knees and beg for your life??

As for people who knows my brother, they will ask me why is that my brother look so pure, innocent, handsome while I'm a little on the rugged, rough type...and my dark skin's is not helping much to better people's opinion on me. Anyway, here's my brother's pic..


Yeah...yeah....I know, he looks different from me. Please feel free to comment though.


ANYWAY, the story behind my hairstyle is....

Last week, I thought that my hair was long so I went to the hair salon to get it trimmed. So, went there and met up with the guy who's been doing my hair for almost a year. ..

Hair dude: So...what kind of style do you want?
Me: I think I like it short, as for the style....I'll leave it to you. Surprise me.
Hair dude: Surprise you? *grin
Me: Yeah...let's do it!

*1 hour later...

Hair dude: Ok...done.
Me: Whoa....what the...
Hair dude: I thought I'd do for you a style that will suit you best. but I think I may have ended up making you look scarier than before!!
Me: Hmm....well, thanks anyway....

And the result is....


Sigh...I think I may have to finally give up my hope on trying to look like Mr. Nice guy and accept my fate. And if you think this is bad, you have not seen me in a blazer yet...
I think god may have meant for me to become a gangster...but something went wrong somewhere and I picked up a pen instead of a parang.

I mean....if a professional hair stylist thought that I should look like this, I guess there's nothing much I can say now, can I? Best accept the fact that I'm born to scare people until I crack them up with my jokes.

Anyway, here's more of me from the side and back...




SO.....honestly, what do you think? How do i look??

Tokyo Auto Salon Show.

>Kelly
Thanks....my nose is no longer running away from me anymore.

>MayC
As a little kid, I've always thought that Ariel the Mermaid is the most beautiful girl on Earth. And Superman?? Yeah he was cool, but the blue Genie was my Hero...not guy with bright red underwear.

>Liyin
I headed for the Tower as soon as I got in....waited only for about 30mins. I enjoyed it soo much, especially the part where the doll disappeared, that I went again right after! So you can say that I rode the "Elevator of Death" twice in an hour...

>Steve Lee
Oi..oi....we all got flu mostly at the same time so don't blame me!!

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I've just got my new haircut...yeah, a wild one...and was thinking of blogging about my hairdo. But I know that y'all prefer to see cars and sexy models rather than see my hair so...let's save it for the next post.

So what's Tokyo Auto Salon(TAS) Show anyway?

TAS is a show with custom cars...you know, cars with special paint and vinyls, modified body and engine....in shorter words, cool cars. And the models that accompany the cars are good stuff too. Better than the models at Tokyo Motor Show.

This event is all nice cars and nicer models so...little room for crap here. Anyway, here's the pics...


Like all shows with Cars and Models, a lot of people attend them. Their sole purpose? Getting in the way and preventing me from getting good shots of cars...


The 3 guys who went to the show....
We were bored with taking pictures of models and cars, and we decide to do a little mischief. We've decided to approach a model and ask her to take a picture of us instead of the other way round. Been taking their pic the whole day...time for them to return a favour, don't you think?....but then, we saw a booth with 2 models....so, I suddenly had a bright idea of asking one of the models to take a picture of us with another model, then walk away...and that was precisely what we did. But seconds after we left the booth, we saw the model(took pic WITh us) quarreled with model(took pic OF us)....haih, seems like our silly mischief broken up a perfectly good friendship.

Kinda regret doing what I did....but then again, this pic became a pic with a story to remember by...


Says "Rice Rocket". The owner wanted to tell the world that rice is Japan's staple food.


"Look at the car, not my sexy body"...
To be honest, I have no idea what car she was promoting...


Hot red Ferrari....car was so good looking that I did not see the model standing on the left until much later..


Just kidding.....of course I noticed the model!! Could you imagine me not noticing cute/pretty girls?


Cool car....prefer this to Ferrari...


Nissan unveiled the future of automobile....you'll be piloting a robot instead of driving a car. This way, you'll get to shoot rockets at cars who overtake you......now how cool is that? Say goodbye to the days when you can only show the middle finger.


The three Daihatsu babes....they done well cashing in on Japanese men's fetish for babes with glasses.


And here's the two fools who lined up to get our picture taken with the 3 babes with glasses. We both got polaroid shots each..


Another cool car...


There was a Lamborghini on display and I tricked him into getting into the car....haha...see the expression on his face? That's when the guy in charge told him to "GET OUT!!". They decided to close the doors after that so that no one else would try to get in.

Haih....Boon....so easily conned by me...


Wicked 22 inch wheels....


They've thought of a way to merge 2 of guys hobby, cars and soccer....saw the video and it was hilarious!!


Here's the smashed up car...


Cool paintwork....


Car designed by a frog, looks like a frog, for a frog...


A bevy of beauty.....


This girl stole my heart....I still have dreams of her....


"Cool cars makes my balding head looks sexy..."


Tatooed girls promoting paintwork....there were a beehive of men with saliva dripping down their mouth and I dare bet that NO ONE knew what the models were about...just look close at their butt...


It's a see through mini skirt with a pink T-back undies.....nose bleed!!


My head was still dizzy from the tattoed girls but still manage to sport a cool looking car...


Just got my heart rate to normal when this elegant chic set my heart racing again....


Spotted a disco ball and couldn't help but do a stupid pose...


Now that's a sexy car...


Awesomeness is just oozing from this car....


Some dude showing off his paint skills....


Super Massage Chair 2000. Uses speakers to do the massaging....


DE-LI-CIOUS...........






So....think that those cars are cool? Now check this out!!



Let's take a closer look shall we??



Hmm....is this car a virgin? If this is a virgin, then I guess there won't be any petrol in it's tank. *wink *wink.....


Mitsubishi Girls.....my favourite is the one on the far right. Such a hot body!! And the way she dance....just....mesmerizing...can't.... must look away.....but can't....


It's not until after the girls left that I remembered that I was in a Car exhibition and took a pic of this car...


The car that is to be featured in a new movie by the Wachowski Brothers(Guys who done Matrix), titled Speed Racer.


My most precious pic of January 2008


Some sexy girl with a torn-back blouse and short shorts....


Whoops.....never judge a girl from the back view...


Last car of the day.....couldn't think of any better car to end the day with...


The day ended with me almost being hospitalized. I lost so much blood (nose bleeds) from looking at sexy models the whole day.....must bring a few blood packs with me next time.