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name : Stanley Siong
birthdate : 16/02/87
university : Cardiff University

A 21 year old engineering student in search of the answer for the lifelong question "Are women really from Mars?"

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Recycle water? Monday, February 27, 2006 |

"Eh, did you try smelling the water? Smells like shit lah!"

"Oh no lah! Smells like teen spirit!"

Well, apparently the water today does smell like shit. Holy-shit! Maybe.....

What the Hell! Now, if that is true then I might as well wash my face like....


Ughh...the water seriously does smell like lunch after it has gone through the digestive system or actually...what's left of it. There was a bad flood about two days back. Maybe Indah Water also experienced floods and maybe the water supply and septic tanks somehow got mixed up and produced this wonderful solution which I'll be needing to bathe, brush my teeth and...*shudders* drink! Or....maybe our nation found a way to recycle human waste and have been secretly collecting our wastes for tests, then paying them to shut them up.

One of the urine collection points.

Okay, fiction aside, I've got this problem. I don't know whether I should get myself a set of speakers + sub-woofer thingy or get these speakers in my laptop that blew up, fixed. How long is the warrantee for Acer laptops? And where can I get a good and cheap sound system set? Help me out here.

P/s: The water does smell like shit.

Yadhtrib! Thursday, February 16, 2006 |

And so the day came. The day the Earth stopped rotating and the moon no longer reflects its shine. The day the rivers flow back to the mountains and fishes walked on land. Yes. This very day, 19 years ago, I…..

GOT SPANKED BY A NURSE!!

This year’s title for Fastest-Birthday-Wisher will go to Daphne Chong Siew Ling/Ling Siew/Ling Ling/Siew Siew. (sorry forgot) *applause* Thanks again to all those who wished me via MSN or SMS.

Anyway, I always thought that birthdays are overrated. It just feels like just another day of the week. If birthdays are the days we actually “become a year older”, we should experience some sort of change physically or emotionally. Isn’t it?

The BIG GUY up there should have made our bodies grow only once a year. Won’t that make birthdays more exciting? Won’t it be great that we wait for the clock to strike 12 to mark the start of our birthdays, in front of the mirror, to see how we’ve grown? And, due to the sudden growth, we’ll need new clothes! That would surely make birthdays stand out.

Either way, we all know that will never happen of course. The BIG GUY knows he has made a mistake, so he gave us Family and Friends to make up for it. They will make birthdays special for us. They’ll make you grow an inch even though you look shorter than ever. They’ll buy you new clothes *hint* *hint* to cover up the extra inch.

To prove that, I received a SMS from my parents during LAN class wishing me happy birthday etc. etc. and a BIG ang pow is waiting for me at home! WAhahahaha… but while I was reading the SMS, I could hear whispers behind my back, conspiring a wicked plan of some sort.

Curtain-sized angpow


My paranoia proved reliable when the lecturer called me to go up the stage to emcee.
*What the hell?! Even the lecturer is involved!*
So, being the obedient kid that I am, I dragged my feet up the stage and stood there like…



So they got everyone to sing me the birthday song (LAN classes is a combination of 3 different classes)…..standing up! Wahseh…like national anthem. My head blew up so big I nearly fell over.

My classmates gave me a cake from Starbucks and...a hand-made birthday card that has my green-hat-stick-man pictures all over it and quotes from this blog as well. Wahhh... thank you thank you.

After that, I had dinner with my housemates, Chung and Lai. Kena belanja eat bakuteh. Wah..so full! Thank you thank you.

At the end of the day, I may not have grown an inch taller (shit but maybe wider...bakuteh....cake...) or have new clothes to wear, instead I have my Friends and Family who have made my birthday feel like a birthday. :)

p/s: Not forgeting my sister who called all the way from UK to wish me.In fact, she called me when I was blogging. Thanx yah.

Come Back Down Sunday, February 12, 2006 |


I just realised that Chap Goh Meh is the Chinese "Valentine's Day" when Champ and Naichen talked bout it today. What?? It's not entirely my fault right? I mean, we don't even practise the orange-throwing-into-river thingy. And a good thing we don't, won't the river be so bloody clogged up with oranges?

Anyway, me and my hommies(James Champ Naichen) hung out at Naichen's place over the weekend. Thanx to James for driving us around with his cool ride. Swimming at Naichen's place was cool. We got too see a lady only covered up by a star-ry bikini and another trying to ride a crocodile float! Hoho. Ahem... anyway, the water was real nice. The weather was nice too. aHem.. yeah.

Anyway, Naichen's apartment is real cool. The area is like a small town itself. Not the busy, noisy, run down sort of town but the calm, serene and quiet town. When I grow up, I wana get myself an apartment just like Naichen's. *looks toward the horizon*

Anyway, just like the cliche line, "all good things come to an end", our crap-talking, swimming-n-looking-around and rushing-for-elavator-button came to a halt, too soon for our liking. Reality sunk in. I've a bloody test on Wed which I've hardly scratched the notes. My prison cell awaits my return, like a starving dragon ready to devour me in a minute. Damn. Life sucks.


Man-whore shop. Located near James's place. Now we know how he kills time. ;)

This is Yienrong. The meanest and most vicious gangster ever. (sorry ah..the hair actually alot nicer...but my skill limited.)

Urgh Thursday, February 09, 2006 |



I am officially sick of corn flakes. Or any other cereal. I think I am suffering from Kelloggophobia.

I just realised how misleading the picture on the corn flakes box can be. It may confuse some poor old granny that this is some chicken flavoured product. Or that roosters have evolved to be mutant-green-feathered birds.
Then again maybe it's just me.

how i go? Tuesday, February 07, 2006 |

I could tell you of a man not so tall
Who said life's a circus and so we are small
Tell you of a girl that I saw I froze in the moment and she changed it all
And I'm drying out
Crying out
This isn't how I go
-Yellowcard-

I have this sudden urge to blog. Ahbutthen i can't think of what to say. Weird.


Sunday, February 05, 2006 |

hrmm it seems like i've not blogged for quite awhile...oh well