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” Quote of the week :  You can only run so far in life, It only matters when you stop running.“

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BLACK FURY !!!

Im just at a lost of words when I saw this two huge words printed at the front of an energy drink can.

Sense any racist joke coming ?

Anyways, My friend Yap was selling this as part of his “project” in his college  and it happens that he decided to sell come directly to me . So I bought 4 cans of this energy drink because I found it actually quite hilarious !

As usual- near the weekend , I will hangout with the boys (John , Matt and Yap) and always try to do something silly and fun disregarding of the people around us

Cuz thats how we roll ~

We don’t give a hoot to anyone and just have PURE fun .

We started wearing a red safety helmet in the car and greet the driver in the car next to us whenever we stop the car

Then we got the energy drinks and started yelling “Black Fury” !!! in the neighborhood through the car window .

We were so crazy , we started making an advert for this “interesting” energy drink. I swear he did all this before drinking.

Here is the vid , Enjoy !

SERIOUSLY … This product needs some SERIOUS Re-branding !!!

Despite the name , it actually tasted not that bad .. it taste like the FURY OF A MILLION BLACK PEOPLE !!!!! (see what I mean ?) , but it did keep us crazy for the next 2 hours !! this is GOOD STUFF !

Coming soon … WHITE FURY !!!!

 

Energy Drinks are good-tasting-ecstasy.

 

-Saruchan-

 

 

Everytime when I come back home , this is what I always look forward to.

Breathe

How long was it since I last updated this blog ?

9 months ago ?? WOW !  I can certainly guarantee that there are LOADS of things to be updated !! and since I’m in a club ( possible spoiler) I have all sorts of events that I participated – DAMN IT WAS FUN !

 

Why the sudden urge to blog again ? there is only 3 things .

1. My college friends started following me on my blog
2. I’m now in control of my own LAN connection (improved speed) – I blog mighty fast now !
3. There was many new things that made me grew in terms on maturity

I always hate it , everytime I go off from this blog like some long-term vacation .. when I come back , it seemed as if I’m starting all over again . Starting all over again is better because it makes me new and different from the past.

New is good right ?

However, I’ve always like to come back here and give you people a BIG BIG BIG  HUG !

the Saruchantv – youtube page is also updated with the lastest video I have edited ! check it out !

 

Now its getting kinda late, so I will catch some snooze and update you guys tomorrow !

PEACE OUT !

 

-Saruchan-

Experience Of Riding A KTM Commuter And LRT

In my experience in ridding a Malaysian Commuter and LRT  is like ..

Being A Part-time Pole Dancer :

It just so happens that there is a few poles lined up in the commuter train where you will have to grab hold on to it so that you can prevent yourself from tripping and falling or bumping into other people while you stand if there is no seats. To the engineer’s entertainment , the poles are placed infront a row of seats infront and at the back of you , so when you stand , you feel like some effing pole dancer. Not to forget those kinky “rubber straps” for you to swing about.

Going Through A Group Date :

The seats are made in such a way that when you seat next to a person , you will definitely brush against the person who is seating next to you and you are so close that ur shoulders rub against theirs, in addition , all the seats will make you face another person infront of you.

Being A Hunter :

If you are traveling long distance , the moment someone leaves a seat , your eyes will automatically dart towards that empty seat. Having an empty seat in a commuter is a blessing.

Having Free Slim Wrap Sessions :

The KTM is always filled with people , squeezing inside might get you to loose some Kg’s

Worst Thing That Happened To Me During Peak Hours :

It just so happened that the Commuter train slowed down and stopped one station before my drop off point. Everyone in the  coach sat/stand in there for 30 minutes  like some dumbfounded crowed – waiting for the door to close and move  to the next major station . After 30 minutes has passed , there was an announcement through the speakers telling us that the KTM has spoiled.

The AGONY !!! wasted 30 minutes for nothing!!! .. Everyone got out and the crowd is filling the platform until there was only 3 quarters left of walking-breathable space.

We waited for the next KTM train to come which took about 10 minutes . When it came, everyone rushed and crammed at the waiting line .

I dont really know if the person driving the KTM is trying to make a fool of us , because the KTM went backward and forward for 5 minutes and caused the crowd waiting at the doors to move with the KTM back and forth like idiots . After 5 minutes of “line dancing” the KTM did not open it’s doors and went away … leaving the 100+ of passengers disappointed.

We waited again for 20 minutes for the next KTM .

This time a KTM came, but it is the OLD version that has one sided doors for each coach !! DAMMIIT !!!! so imagine about 50+ people on each side try to fit in a single traffic door !!

Lucky I was near the front of the crowd .. then it came … GAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! I was squished and raped from all directions…

For the next 15 minutes , Thank goodness it was only one station away  .. but it felt like ages !! because I was STUCK IN A COACH FULL OF GUYS !!!!!!!!!!! ONLY GUYS . Disappointing no?

THE SMELL was soooo bad , it made my eyes watered and everyone was squished up like sardines !! there was limited spaces to hold on to something.. so when the KTM comes to a halt or shakes.. you will end up bumping into someone or stepping on their feet.

When I got out of the KTM .. I think nearly most of my skin is no longer a virgin and has been touched by races across the world..unintentionally.

WOW ~~ Talk about GLOBALIZATION !! O.O”"

I’am proud to say that  I SURVIVED THIS SHIT !

Acting A Part In A Horror Movie :

There was once I was at the KTM station at 11 night . Amazingly , the station still has a few living souls(I can even count with my fingers) waiting and sitting by the bench .

The light was really dim , and only one person sit on each bench with their faces all dimmed out .

I stood there for 20 minutes for the next KTM to come and suddenly few of the lights went out !!! I did not freak out , but I made sure that those few “Living souls/people”  remains quite a distance away from me.

Finally the KTM came , Bloody-hellll …. it is the old one again … with one door , but I dont have to get squished this time.

While sitting in the KTM .. there was quite a number of people .. and they all look very tired-suspicious and rugged looking .

Suddenly , the KTM came to a sudden halt and all of the lights went out !!!!! everyone sat in silence with their handphones illuminating the darkness , while I sat with fist clenched , waiting for movements.

Lights was turned back on and the KTM starts to move again , my eyes searched frantically of any missing person that was sitting infront  or beside me . Yes.. I know , I also pay close attention to who is sitting near me and also the amount in one coach . What ..? its late at night , I’m not going to take risk.

I got out and faster made haste for the next interchange… PHEW… freaky.

I got to thank my friend Christopher for being so concerned, he made sure that I was back home safely by monitoring his phone-telling him whether I reached the interchange or not ,  and he ask me to give him a secondary contact in case anything happens.

I tell him , ” By 12:00 midnight , If I dont sms/call you , keep on calling my phone until I pick up , If you cant get me – Immediately call the secondary number(My sis/mom/home number) and get help.”  .. So by 12:00 I must tell him that I’am “OK”  . I really suggest people who are traveling near midnight or late at night , it is advisable to have a friend that monitors your movement .

I know I’m a guy and I have to be macho and all that .. but this world is filled with sick-psycho people , If you want to live longer and survive. Take precautions even if you are big and strong -Don’t be stupid.

Going Through A Mourning Session :

Whats with the atmosphere is public transport ?? , everyone just seem so moody with their upside-down smiles… and frowns. With their combined moody-ness that stank the whole atmosphere with constant moody feelings .. it made me moody somehow.

If friends are with me , things tend to be different because we might me the only “jakuns” smiling and laughing  or chatting.

End.

There is actually alot more of things that I could write up here because if you take the KTM/LRT or public transport often , you can observe alot of funny things.

Want to know more? take public transport..

But after reading this blog post , I dont think you want to step into one at all ..

The only good thing is that it is EXTREMELY cheap to travel long distance using public transport , compared to personal vehicles.

-Saruchan-

Times Of Being A Workaholic

Today , I’m not going to start with the typical reasons why I have not been blogging or updating my blog for a long time which feels as if several white elephants have just passed away and was buried deep within the ground.

Perhaps this time I will start with a real honest answer of why I have been away for so long and I will try my best not to say that “I will try my best to update”. Well, I did not meant that most of the time I have not been totally honest or so . I’am !!! its just that its complicated.

Quitting  on blogging ? Hah , No way ! I’ve came too far to turn back . You people out there has been with me for 3 solid years !  and I’m not looking for retirement.

Want a quick summary of why I have been away from the blog ? Easy , I have been overwhelmed by work and someone is my house is being a douche.

Its true that I’am certainly overwhelmed by work . College and C.I.M is Crazy !!! I have been working my ass off  and being the “lucky” students of May intake  has made us all put our studying skills on overdrive because of the cramming to finish the syllabus before the next intake.

I have been so busy , that I only have Sundays to see my friends or even catch a breather.

The reason why I can blog now , is because I have just finished my finals and having a sem break for 3 weeks !! OH !! THE GLORY !!!

I know its a little bit too late to say that I have finally realized that planning a day out with friends is really difficult to a stage that its mere impossible to have a trip to anywhere . All my friends has different intakes , different sem break, different timing, different schedule , different activities, and so many things I have to take into account before even make a decision to initiate the plan . Everyone is just too busy ..

I have to admit , day by day I miss my old friends so badly .. I feel as if I cant find another reason to live . I just kept thinking and thinking about them everyday as if they are there with me in my mind , heart and soul .

Everyone keep on telling  that “At least you still have your family” .. everytime that annoying sentence was brought up , my inner demon and angel suddenly work together to put up a sentence to say “BULLSHIT , my friends ARE my family” .. and they are written in neon lights.

I’m not saying that my birth family is not important , its just that what I’am now is basically molded by my friends .Like the saying that “A child upbringing by parents are  the most important thing of growing up” .. I do have parents , just that the whole upbringing part are by my friends. They thought me how to behave and respect . Learning from mistakes is the hard part for me .. because I have to always run into a series of mistakes without any guide and having to stand up again stronger and more experienced in friendship.

Take the cartoon movie TARZAN for example , he is definitely human  but he is being brought up in the jungle by apes- not knowing who his real parents are so Tarzan acts and behave like an animal from the jungle. Tarzan would love his human parents , but he knows that he is not brought up by them.

I’m kinda like that , except I dont wear a small piece of cloth around my crotch and I dont live in a jungle.

Curious on how I feel all the time? BAHH!! Obviously YOU DONT !! but since you just read about 569+ words. Why not right ?

The feeling is like :

Lets just take someone you care and love that person so much , that you will throw your whole life away just for that person . Then take that special person and put him/her in an empty island far far away from you . Every once a month you can only have one day to be with this special person , then that special person has to go back to that place again . During that 29 days of being apart, you will feel that sick annoying feeling in your guts that you have to hear ,touch and feel that person and will do anything to find  that person .Its like only able to see ur parents once a month.

I learned a lesson that “When you love someone , every second counts”.

Want to know my entire history ? Please find me and have a cup of coffee with me.

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Its just so funny that everytime when I bring up a topic about friendship , I would write a whole essay about it . I think you all must be saying ” OH…THERE HE GOES AGAIN!!!!~~~ ” …  (laugh) . I sincerely apologize for those deep messages .

Anyways …. I’m so glad that my friend “Jiun” has taken the initiative to blog !! thanks for the encouragement of my C.I.M lecturer Jecky . I believe that blogging will help improve your writing capabilities , which I think its important that it implies into examination.

I wish him all the best !

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Blogging today has been great ! as for now , I will take my leave and come back with more OSOM stuff !

“OSOM ” ? ain’t that like bimbo language ??? .. what-eva ~

(laughs) See you peeps !

-Saruchan-

signing off !

New Life In College

It has been for 5 months of slacking and relaxing ever since graduating from high school . I sensed this particular urge within me to go out into the new world called “reality” in search of knowledge and social satisfaction.

Of course, C.IM is already some sort of “college” to me however this class only happens once a week with 3 student attending (including me) it. Socializing needs are indeed difficult to satisfy hence, all of my friends are going to college except me  . This in result , drove me to find a college that is suitable for me.

Obviously me and my mom had this “strong feeling” that I should enter college.

And so I did.

KDU College , has call fourth of my attention to be a student of that newly opened campus down at Section 13 which is the ” Business And Law ” campus.

Few good points why I choose KDU instead of other colleges that are more “expensive” and “well facilitated”

1. To get away from my dad.
2. The college is 5 minutes away from my house.
3. Courses are related to my marketing course.
4. Society level is easier to cope with.
5. KDU College ties with Murdoch University which is in Perth, Australia  . Making that accessibility to that university easier because of my relatives living there.

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On the first day of college , I have been a complete FREAK . The campus is small , so I did not get lost . However  , I am 2 days late from orientation day . Everyone made some new friends , started their first lectures and read the first copies of the lecturer’s slides .

On the other hand,  I was two days  late that has missed all of the introduction and came in with absolutely NOTHING. With the support of the department people Mr.Quan , Miss Loo and Mr.Lai , telling me that “I am not far away from the lesson and I will be able to catch up”

I came into class in an awkward manner , blessed I was that there was only 2 people in the class and I was rather early – not wanting to be late on my first day of college.

I sat at the MOST front because I find it easier to focus and I can see better . When the students came in  , many had second glance at me because I’am new and I’am THE ONLY ONE that sat in front !!!!  it felt really awkward because one side has all girls sitting and the other side has all guys sitting . Thank goodness that it happens that i was sitting on the “guys” side  but to my dismay , I was the only one sitting infront and freezing to death by the aircond.

On the second day , my longest conversation was only 2 minutes long . How pathetic is that?

But things started to get better  on the following weeks to come . I made new friends like Claire(Wei Way) , Iman , Kevin , Christopher , Leon , Ken , Priya, Naesh , Chal Kiat, Koli , Mei Sin, and others.

Somehow college life is not so bad anymore . Until the assignment starts flowing in like a tsunami

I think thats about it for now , I will get back to you all soon kays? =D

P/s : For those who are curious, I am now taking the Diploma course for Business Administration and also doing a separate course which is Marketing in C.I.M

-Saruchan-

Im Going To Miss Twinkle..

After this post.

Twinkle

Twinkle came back , and it seems that she din go for an operation . I found  out from my mom when she told me about what the doctor said.

Twinkle dont need an operation , because she is too old and the cancer has spread throughout almost all of the breast capillaries .. there is no stopping it .  She is also suffering from a gall bladder or a kidney stone that is affecting her urine because of old age.. It can be cure but it will come back again , so does the cancer.

My dad just say it in cold heart  that she should just be put to sleep .

Of course we objected it , Twinkle is still not in pain . We are now treating her urinary problems.. and she still runs around happily .

She is going to live another 2 years.A happy one.

Thats all I got to say for today , bye.

-Saruchan-

What My Father Did To My Pets

Do you have the heart to let something die even though you knew you could save it  , but you stop yourself from helping because you are just “Lazy”?

This “Man” . He is my dad . He let my pets die , in front of me.

Before this I did not have the heart to post this issue up because I did not want to give a bad impression of him towards the society. However, what happened today cant be tolerated anymore and drove me to bring this up.

Before this, two years ago .

I have this cat , named  Pikaro . He is my maid’s favorite cat . I really like this cat too because he is very smart-cute-fluffy-loyal-and everything what people think of their loving pet.

It just happened that Pikaro got into an accident while me and my family(Mom and sis) was on a vacation and only found out about it when we all got back . Only to see Pikaro wrapped in bundles of towels- clinging to sheer life of what is left in him. My maid was sitting next to him trying to feed him water and diluted food because he is paralyzed and bleeding internally.

I found out that he has been left like this for the pass 3 days , I was quite skeptical because any of those 3 days my dad could bring Pikaro to the vet which is only less than 5 minutes away from home. When  I got back , it was too late . The vet was no open on Sundays.

We questioned our dad about why he did not bring Pikaro to the vet,  he just simply answered this.

” I was busy , the vet was not open”

Rubbish , the vet was opened on Fridays and Saturdays . I even took the effort to ask the local vets.

Pikaro lasted for the next 40 minutes as we watch him pass away only to sleep and never wake up again. He died with his eyes opened, filled with tears.

He just let my cat die.

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My dog , Twinkle . She is 9 years old (human years) , and she has many puppies before so far I counted about 18 in total. She recently stopped  breeding because her menstrual cycle stopped.

Me, my mom and sis felt something round and hard in one of her breast , we thought it was a tumor , a growth or something because of her unused breast milk due to her previous years of breast feeding.

We wanted to take Twinkle for a check up, but we are all so busy . I have work and college ,My mom is working overtime to maintain my family, My sister works from 10 in the morning until 9 at night.

While my dad has no job and sits at home doing nothing but stare at his lap top.

Since he is so free, We took the opportunity to ask him if he could take Twinkle for a check up because the growth seems to be getting bigger by the weeks.

He simply answered.

” I am too busy” as he plays poker on his Facebook account.

Anger flared within me I only kept quiet because I dont want to start an argument.

The next day , my mom asked him again .

He just answers the same thing again .

“I am too busy ”

My mom replied , stressing him on the point that the growth is getting worst and he should really take her for a check up.

My dad just answered  ” I dont feel like it”

So the next following day, me and my mom took Twinkle to the vet to have a check up. The news wasn’t good at all .

The doctor said that she is diagnosed with Breast Cancer , it will grow and spread to her other breast if we dont send her in for operation ASAP. This breast cancer happens to female dogs at a ratio of 50-50 and most probably the ones that are not sped.

When we got back home , Twinkle urinated massive amounts of blood . Obviously, me and my mom -freaked out.

My mom asked him in a hurry to send Twinkle to UPM for an operation because of her Breast Cancer and the sudden urinated blood.

He replied .

“I am busy now, send her another time”  and continues watching videos on Youtube.

I just finished bathing Twinkle and I swear , I wanted  to throw the hot hairdryer at his pig-assed face and punch him until no one recognizes him anymore.

But of course I did not  do anything because I’m not him.

As I’am writing this post, Twinkle is in the hospital going through an operation. The doctor said that her age is at the borderline for dogs that are too old for the operation but I believe that she will make it.

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Yet again, My father – That “Man” .. He care for the dogs better than he care for his family . When the dogs are hungry , he will make food for them , mix some delicious human food with the dog biscuits , make sure the food is not too hot for the dog , make sure they have water to drink and alll that “fake” stuff that he always do.

He used tell me that I’m not a man with no guts and no balls.

When things like this happens , My father gets cold feet and chickens out like some pussy. He is not even a real man . He has no guts and balls. He is a much bigger pussy than I’am .  He does not handle the family as well as I do. He cant run his family- he is no M.A.N

He only knows how to “Talk the Talk”

But REAL MEN “Walk the Talk”

I dont care if he is my father or not , NO ONE just simply say “I dont feel like it” when someone or something has cancer and needs treatment ASAP. Who gives him the rights to decide life or death.

Now I just hope Twinkle is alright…

-Saruchan-