Why Google is FUN

Yong Hui and I had nothing better to do, so we went to www.google.com and simply typed



"Why"





And some seemingly normal suggestions come up.



But wait, look CLOSER:









"why do men have nipples"





"why did i get married"


Sorry it didn't work out for you bro/woman. :\

Err, hope you found your answer anyway?




"WHY IS MY POOP GREEN"


OMG. DUUUUDE, EWW!

THANKS FOR SHARING. ._.






The same word, but with Internet Explorer (different results somehow):

(yeah I have nothing better to do.)



Nothing much, except -

"why the jews so smart"


Erm, okay.

...Why JEWS, OF ALL PEOPLE?








We also tried it with "How":





And the winner, with the 326 MILLION search results is -

"HOW TO MAKE LOVE"



326,000,000

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Suggestions for "What":




Internet Explorer




"WHAT NUMBER IS ONE HALF OF ONE QUARTER OF ONE TENTH OF 800"


One half of one quarter of WHAT?

Why do 98,700 people want to know that?

Is this some kinda trick question for... I dunno, some SECRET UNDERGROUND ORGANIZATION?

You know like the ones you see in movies where this big guy stands outside some rundown underground basement door and they ask you a simple question, LIKE A CODE THINGY, and you're supposed to know the answer but if you get it wrong they'll...er, beat you up and er, shoot you. =.=

...

Talk about RANDOM.




Answer's 10 by the way. :P
(just in case my theory is true. YOU NEVER KNOW.)






"What" again:

Mozilla Firefox


Now let's enlarge that third line from the bottom.



WHAT ARE THESE STRAWBERRIES DOING ON MY NIPPLES I NEED THEM FOR THE FRUIT SALAD

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Strawberries? Fruit salad? NIPPLES? What the-


No comment.




Seriously.







Yong Hui also typed in "Melayu", and BOY YOU'D NEVER GUESS WHAT WE FOUND.



Before I show you that, let's have a look at the other races in our country.




"Chinese"

Hmm, chinese star, chinese zodiac, chinese horoscope... perfectly ordinary.


Moving on.




"Indians"

Indian culture, indian food, indian songs, indian clothes... nothing unusual there.





And now,

"Melayu"


What you see will BAFFLE YOU.

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CAN YOU HANDLE IT?

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HERE GOES!

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(i know this is lame, shaddup.)

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MELAYU SEKS



MELAYU LUCAH



MELAYU SEKSI




MELAYU BOLEH SEKS








And apparently they're the religious and conservative ones. :P

Kononnya.

If Yer' With Me, Say "Arr!"

So I finally got around to blogging about Wei Jian's birthday (which was actually on the 3rd of September...)


And he already sailed all the way back to UK long ago by the way. .___.


Oh well, no matter. Let's just act like it just happened YESTERDAY! :D





It was a surprise ambush. Here's the plan:

1. Meet at TOP-SECRET LOCATION - Caltex Glenmarie.

2. Don EYE PATCHES and transform into PIRATES.

3. Set sail for LOCATION X - Wei Jian's house.

4. "ARRRRR YE LAND LUBBERS, THIS. IS. SPARTAAAAA!" WE surprise HIM with our piratey outfit (...right.).






It was a FAILED surprise ambush. Here's what happened:

1. Met at Top-Secret Location AN HOUR LATE.

2. Donned eye patches and... that's all actually.

3. Parked conspicuously in front of Location X. =.=

4. Wei Jian's MOTHER stood at the front door, Wei Jian was no where to be seen.


"Wei Jian is not at home."


Yeah RIGHT Auntie, nice try.


"Er... what? But he KNOWS we're coming."

"Well he's not at home!"


Oh really.


"Where did he go?"

"His friends picked him up this morning, don't know where they went."


Oh hoho, you're not fooling us Auntie.


"... What? Who were his friends??"

"I don't know, didn't see them."


...He can't NOT be home, right..?


"What do you mean? You didn't ask him who he's going out with?? Come on Auntie."

"He's not home!"


... Oh crap. Damn we look pretty stupid, standing out here in eyepatches, sans Wei Jian.It was a real FAIL moment. ._.



"Erm, then just let us in so we can wait for him to come back?"


"But he's not at home"


... Hmmm. Why won't she let us in? HMMMM.


"Hey Auntie, what CAR was his friend driving??"




"Erm..."



"He was driving a... a Porsche."




...


YEAH RIGHT MAN.

Whatever big fat bubble Wei Jian's mom was blowing, it burst, popped, VANISHED into thin air, the very moment she uttered the word "P-O-R-S-C-H-E".




You did a great job Auntie, almost fooled us.

Almost. :P







Anyway, remember Bianca?



Her lifelong dream was to marry a rich, handsome, smart and successful man.


















So was his.








Everyone, meet Jerry - our gift to Wei Jian. :)

Aren't they just lovely together? x)





And now, erm, the camwhoring.

Check out our awesome eye patches!



The eye patch mater, arr! (Li May, not me. ._.)



And then we proceed to the Red Wall, as we always do at Wei Jian's house:





Where Wei Jian kindly ruined our shot.



"SU PING DON'T TAKE PICTURE I'M PEEING!" >:O



If you look closely enough, you'll see Wei Jian strangling himself with a green rubber hose.




Just in case you forgot how retarded Kwan Seng is.







Kwan Seng want make fire, UGG!



This picture would be so... tropical. If not for that Chinese flower pot there, TOTALLY kills the vibe man. =.=





Note Wei Jian's expressions in the following pictures:

"Noooooo..."




"WHHYYYYYYYYY...?"




" ...why? :( "





And MORE from the Red Wall:





Love the contrast of this picture, awesooome!

And Li May's legs are crazy WHITE. xD





Remember last year, when Wei Jian wasn't here for Kwan Seng's birthday?







Guess who the empty space is for this time?

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SORRY la Bryan, didn't have a good full body shot I could use. :(

But hey, look on the bright side - you're taller than Wei Jian!








And I guess he REALLY wants to beat you up for it.




Had to make you taller - or Kwan Seng's knee wouldn't be at the right spot. :P





And... some more from the Red Wall:






Camwhoring is exhausting.


SO LET'S EAT. Cupcakes by Li May!



Cute board game custom-made by Kwan Seng for Wei Jian. Awww x)




Coolest clock ever?
Surely you didn't think Jerry was his ACTUAL present! We're NICE people. :D



It even tells you your body temperature! GASP :O




Okay, it doesn't. It's just the indoor temperature. =.=




Here's Wei Jian accepting his award from Kwan Seng. Very formal.






But here's what they REALLY mean:

Ew.





Wei Khai was NOT forced to take this seemingly brotherly-moment-picture with Jerry.



We had steamboat for dinner at Yuen's Steamboat in Sunway, then headed back to Wei Jian's to watch -



Bruno.



Please, please don't watch that movie.

Secretly, They DO Understand English! :O

LOVE the cat at 0:15, cutest thing ever!

PS. "OH LONG JOHNSON" HAHAHAHAHA xD

I Got Myself A Tattoo!

It's called...





'The Wrost Bruise I've Ever Gotten'.




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Serious.







Check out the size of that swelling.

It almost looked like I had an extra hip bone.






Question:


How does one collide with a STAIRCASE RAILING on the way up to vocal class?






Exactly. I HAVE NO IDEA EITHER.

PS. It's actually not as painful as it looks, so don't worry. :O

And Then, There Was One.

Brenda and Sara.

Jaqueline.

And now Li May.

I have officially run out of girlfriends.

I'm a loner.

:(

Can't wait to see you girls again in December!

Bet you guys will be all fair and rosy.

(except you Jaqueline-who-lives-on-a-sunny-mountain HAHAHAHHA)

And I'll be stuck here... oily. =.=

PS. I've LOTS to blog about, but I've been really lazy lately. ._. Hope I'll get my enthusiasm back soon! BEAR WITH MEH.

11.

Have you ever had to go to the toilet that many times?



...IN ONE DAY?


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I shit you not. (pun not intended.)


Food poisoning is such a bitch.



I'm NEVER having anymore filthy roadside cendol anymore. EVER.


And it wasn't even my idea! >:(




I'd rather eat... spoons. =.=

PS. It's the cendol stall in SS15, right beside some road, sells rojak too. DON'T GO THERE.

I'm In The Rock School!

A little over two weeks ago, AMPAC's Rock School had a roadshow at Atria Shopping Centre (YES, that deserted old place).

Yes, I'm in the Rock School. (does that make me a ROCKER? That's SO cool!)

But no, I don't smash electric guitars.


Just so happens that Vocal classes fall under the 'Rock School' category at AMPAC. (What were they supposed to do? The other category is called 'Strings' ._.)


So anyway, I was asked to perform.


How did it go?

Well, see, I was supposed to sing TWO songs - Amy Mastura's Bintang Hati and Fish Leong's (that name cracks me up every time. FISH. HAHAHAHAHA) 勇气.

Did a sound check before the performances started, everything was fine.

When I got on stage, I stood there for like 2 minutes, waiting for Bintang Hati to start, but nothing came on.

Apparently the player wouldn't READ the CD, so they told me to sing the other song first.

Okay, fine.

Another 1 minute passed before the music came on, FINALLY. You'd think the problems stopped there and then, BUT NO, that was just the beginning.

The whole song was full of glitches. =.=

It was like... the CD was just, maybe it was the player... the sound kept... GAH.

Just watch and see for yourself.




I know there's something wrong with my arm. It just keeps... swaying. LIKE IT HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN. I know it looks really stupid. Just IGNORE IT. ._.

I guess I sang okay, but I really gotta work on my stage presence. It's totally FAIL.


On the way home, Mom stopped by some organic store to get some organic wheat milk powder or something.

We were bored in the car, so...


This is my brother when he's playing with his iPod.



This is my brother when I asked him to smile.




This is my brother when... uh, I don't know what he's doing. =.=






I love my brother. :D

PS. YES LA YES LA so I can actually sing a CHINESE song. Big deal. ._.