Archie tagged me. I’m in a rush, might be late for work so .. here you go!

1. Where is your cell phone? On the table, next to my laptop
2. Your significant other? My one and only Lah ..
3. Your hair? Used to be black now hazelnut - I think so
4. Your mother? My mother what? Hair? Also black
5. Your father? Also
6. Your favorite thing? Money - Can’t live without em
7. Your dream last night? A kinky one. Not gonna share it with you ..
8 Your favorite drink? Tea + Lemon - Anything around that corner
9. Your dream/goal? Be rich
10. The room you’re in? Now living room, half an hour ago was in bed, naked
11. Your hobby? Crapping
12. Your fear? Height
13. Where do you want to be in 6 year? Hopefully back in Sarawak
14. What you’re not? Elvis? Bush? Obama? Anything but cibol
15. Muffins? Yup, like those from Kenny Rogers. Yummy!
16. One of your wish list items? More money
17. Where you grew up? Sebauh, Miri - depends
18. The last thing you did? Scratching my balls
19. What are you wearing? White shirt with black pants. I’m all clothed now
20. Favorite gadget? PsP
21. Your pets? None at the moment
22. Your computer? Acer Aspire 3680
23. Your mood? Bored
24. Missing someone? My one and only ..
25. Your car? Nope. Don’t even have a driving license
26. Something you’re not wearing? Thong?
27. Favourite store? Padini
28. Like someone? Of course
29. Your favorite color? Blue
30. When is the last time you laughed? Last night
31. Last time you cried? I forgot … but why so serious?

Ok, I wanna tag all these people :

Drumsticks

Daniel

Clare

Charyelle

I’m doing Charyelle’s tag. Coolku, you have to wait. Ladies first ma
Introduction

First name: Bernard
Nickname: Cibol, Archie, Arch, Bol, Cheek
Name you wish you had: Stephane Jeremies Bernard. I thought of having that for my confirmation but then I scrapped it off because it was a little too long. Seriously!
Birthday: 22 February 1982
Birthplace: Big Hospital Bintulu
Time of Birth: 8.05 am
Single or taken: Hurm …
Zodiac sign: Pisces

Appearance

Height: 171 cm
Wish you were taller: Yes, at least 175 cm.
Eye colour: Dark brown
Natural hair colour: Black
Current hair colour: Black
Short or long hair: Short
Ever dyed your hair a bizarre colour: Burgundy. That was back in 2000
Glasses or contacts: Not wearing any
Do you wear make-up: Nope
Ever had hair extensions: Never but I’d love to put some dread on

In the Opposite Gender

What colour eyes: Brown, Dark Brown
What colour hair: Brunette
Shy or outgoing:Outgoing of course
A turn on: Horny bitch .. Ha ha ha
A turn off: Smelly pig

This or That

Flowers or chocolate: None
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi!
Rock or rap: Rock on brother cause Suituapui say so!
Relationship or one-night-stand: Both .. Ha ha ha. I never had any one-night-stand before. How does it feels like to wake up the next morning and saying, I don’t give a damn about all this but you were great last night?
School or work: School, definitely - With no exams that is

Love or money: Money, if you say money isn’t everything .. try live without it.
Movies or music: Music, it’s the tonic for the soul.
Country or city: Country when I really need to get out of this busy metro and the city for the parties!
Sunny or rainy days: Working days I’d go for sunny. Non-working days, Rainy. I wanna sleep
Friends or family: A lil bit of both

Have You Ever…

Lied: Of course
Stole something: Of course. Nope, not gonna tell you
Smoked: Yes
Hurt someone close to you: Maybe, maybe not
Broke someone’s heart: I wasn’t aware of that. Did I ever?
Had your heart broken: Yeap. Everybody got secrets so I’m not gonna tell you
Wondered what was wrong with you: Of course, when things go wrong
Wish you were a prince/princess: Not really. It’s boring
Likes someone who was taken: Jassica Alba - Taken, is Jojo available?
Shaved your head: Nope, I’ll look like a dickhead
Been in love: So many times …
Used chopsticks: Yes I do and not cacat like Charyelle
Sang in the mirror to yourself: Nope. Who would do that anyway?

Favorites

Flower: Coly flower
Candy: Snickers
Song: Anything - The Calling
Scent: Ralph Laurent Silver. I just bought mine. Cool … Try it
Color: Blue, white
Movie: You’ve got mail, Sleepless in Seattle
Singer: I must say, The Calling
Word: It used to be in a sense but now I guess it’s - “You know”. Make it two words
Junk food: Mimi
Website: A Life Less Ordinary
Lotion: Johnson & Johnson
Animal: Dogs
Ever cried over someone: I shall never again
Is there anything you wish you change about yourself: Nicer butt
Do you think you’re attractive: Yes - Confident la a bit
If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose: Peter Pan? That’s not fairytale eh? I just don’t want to grow old
Do you play any sports: Football, bowling
List 8 random facts about yourself and tag 8 people:

1. My favourite movie of all time is “You’ve Got Mail“
I always find myself amused by the way Tom Hanks play a character. In case you don’t know, Tom Hanks is one of my favourite actor. I’ve watched “You’ve Got Mail” for like a zillion times. I never got bored of it. I still laugh at it, I still enjoy the sentimental scenes and I do think that Tom and Meg Ryan look good together. I mean, they got that special kind of something between them, the chemistry. Apart from that I also enjoyed “Sleepless In Seattle” which also featured both of them. Another thing I found good about Tom Hanks is that when he act, he somehow brings romantic and comedy to another level. It’s not too much of a mushy mushy stuffs and the comedy is something I would like to say a brainy one. The comedy got essence in it and it’s not just some Tom, Dick & Harry hoo-haa thing like Ace Ventura which I consider so lame.

2. I Share The same Birthdate with Juninho Paulista and Drew Barrymore.
I’m a pisces and being a pisces I am often cetegorized as a person who :

Excel in situations where they can leverage their imaginative and intuitive nature. They are exceptionally gifted artistically. Pisces are often intensely interested and skilled at a wide variety of things and tend to learn by absorption as opposed to logic. Pisces are loyal, family oriented, kind and giving. They are receptive to new ideas and circumstances. Pisces have an uncanny ability to nurture and support which is directly related to their powerful intuition.

Pisces make profound artists of all types because they possess great, vivid imaginations. That powerful creativity is often expressed in music, literature, drama and art. Pisces love style, luxury and pleasure, and are always ready for new adventures. When Pisces travel, they enjoy unique, exotic, luxurious places as well as modest, indigenous settings where like to live as the locals do. Main positive personality traits: Uncommon ability to instinctively respond to given situations; compassionate; understanding; artistic, sacrificing. They say, not me.

3. I Like Dogs
Dog has always been associated with the phrase “Men’s Best Friend“. I was born in the year of the dog. People born in the Year of the Dog are said to possess the best traits of human nature. They have a deep sense of loyalty, are honest, and inspire other people¡¦s confidence because they know how to keep secrets. That have nothing to do with why I like dogs anyway. My favourite one is always, St. Bernard. I think this breed is one of the coolest on earth. They’re huge and hugable, nice to see nice too hold and you can ride on them. I will have one someday. I will … and I was not named Bernard Archibald because of the dog, it was just a coincidence.

4. I’m A Musician
I play music. Basically drums and guitars. I am really into music. One thing about me is that I don’t read chords which makes it’s a little bit hard for me to gel with those who follow chords. For me, it’s simple … you just need to follow your heart. What comes from the heart, touches the heart. I like piano very much, but my hands are to “keras” to play piano. It doesn’t help! I never own a guitar. Wait a minute, now I do have a guitar.

5. I Am Planning To Add Some Tattoos
Tattoos are cool. I like tribal and angelic type of tattoos. Getting a tattoo is a little pricey nowadays but I’m looking forward to that. Hopefully I can add on my own design with some designs that I found on the net.

6. I Have 4 Bens
You might be wondering what the hell is Ben. Well Ben is a name of a dog. But since I was young I was so used to name my pets as Ben and so to my teddies. Yes, I have teddies at home. All four are named Ben. So, I have 4 Bens.

I can’t fit in 8. I’m so lazy to think. I don’t want to tag anybody.

Define happiness? Happiness is emotion in which one experiences feelings ranging from contentment and satisfaction to bliss and intense joy. Maybe a more clarified definition is almost impossible to conceive due to the capacity by which a human can allocate the exact words into an appropriate and meritable statement that would define happiness as a whole.

Happiness can mean different things to different people because for some reason some things which you find important and enriching in life would not be viewed in the same way as what the person next to you would feel about it. For example, for one person, it may mean being in a relationship, whereas for someone else it may mean feeling you have the ability to handle whatever life throws at you. Life’s tantrums can be so nasty sometimes. It’s very subjective in a way.

What makes me happy? That is the ultimate question that I’ve been trying to answer for the past 26 years but it seems like it is something that me myself finding it hard to get a grip on it. It has been a puzzle ever since but I can tell you how happy I am whenever I am making music.

Ever heard of the phrase ;

Let music be the food of love?

It is …

The sweetness of the sound …

How it describe feelings …

It’s a passion. Something that can’t really be describe saying it but it does help by singing your heart out. So at that particular moment I am happy. I am happy whenever I sing, whenever I write my songs and whenever I play my music. This is just the type of feeling that I can’t describe. It’s superb.

When was the last time I ever felt so happy?

Well maybe the time that I graduated. I spent 5 years taking a 3 years course. I made it in the end. I’m so happy that finally, after 5 years, 5 wonderful years, I graduated and that’s another feeling I just can’t describe but I can just tell you how I am feeling after that. Maybe not so happy when it comes to work but then that’s life.

Maybe I am just happy when I am in love?

What is love? It is one of the most difficult questions for the mankind. Centuries have passed by, relationships have bloomed and so has love. But no one can give the proper definition of love. To some “Love is friendship set on fire” for others “Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it”. No matter how you define it or feel it, love is the eternal truth in the history of mankind. Some say it’s mysterious, magical, complex, difficult, imaginary, thought-provoking, inspirational, intuitional, joyous, immeasurable, ecstasy, and undefinable. Perhaps.

Love is wanting the best for another. You love them so much, you happily give him/her to another, if the person can achieve the greatest spiritual, emotional and physical fulfillment with someone else. This is the opposite of jealousy that wants selfishly for our own needs rather than the best for the one we love. It made me happy …

You missed her - A call would make you happy

You don’t have the time to talk - An sms would make you happy

Missed that particular face - MMS would make you happy

In the end it is down to whatever makes you happy …

VOTE FOR ME HERE

Nah …

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And another one …

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Bluek!

Beg? Ah ah .. Never

Small talk : Zam Zam Ala Kazaam … So now semua cerita cina dalam Bahasa Melayu. Pelakon cina, cakap melayu .. Tak nak pelakon Melayu. Semua cina. Ermm, why don’t do it like this also, cerita Melayu dalam bahasa cina. Pelakon semua Melayu. Tak nak pelakon cina. Semua melayu. Itu baru lah perpaduan. You know my language, I also know your language. Correct? Correct, correct, correct!

I’m Femes? Femes? FEmes? FEMes? FEMEs? FEMES!!!

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I was having a night out with a few friends at Blueberry on Friday night. After one week of working your ass out in the office, a Friday night out is just what I need. We had a few toast before another bugger came and join us. To be honest I don’t know this guy. He’s a friend of a friend of mine. And as I am well known for my “mesra-ness”, especially to someone whom I’ve never met before, I kept quiet and so he opened a topic about blogs. And so we chat about what type of blogs we read, who do we read, favourite blogger and mind you, none of the people know that I have a blog. The conversation goes on …

Bugger : I came across one blog the other day which I a bit don’t like
Friend : What blog and why?
Bugger : Something about “Ordinary Life”… Something like that la, I can’t really remember

My antenna goes up one level higher

Me : Why?
Bugger : He think he wat ah? “femes blogger” ka? Go have birthday party in KL like superstar. So, aiyerr .. I dunno how to say la and some more he wrote craps on his blog and surprisingly people visit his crap blog.
Me : People reads craps. Well I do think that “femes blogger” also wrote crap
Bugger : No la, where got? This one write like a pro eh ..

(yeah, pro crapper - and at that very particular moment I really feel like strangling him)

Me : Well, it’s his blog. I guess he’s entitle to his very right to write whatever he wants. Not for us to judge. I mean everyone got their own style of writing. Some like political matters, some like personal diary, entertainment and stuffs…
Bugger : But this guy like very bimbo you know. Talk about toys la, soft toys some more

(LAN Jiao – How can you not recognized that you’re talking to the person that owns “A Life Less Ordinary”)

I smiled …

But deep down inside I was like really really … Do I need to explain? I mean for fuck’s sake you’re insulting me right in my fuckin’ face you roody pooh smelly ass! Insane! Am I the only motherfucker with the brain? Fuck everything that you stands for and I don’t give a shit, so don’t ever judge me!

My God, dear bugger… I hope you fuckin’ rot in hell. Do you know that I cramp my fuckin’ head till like I’m going crazy to finish all that shit every night? Those are the thing that I call creativity and the ability to manipulate your own fuckin’ mind to fuckin’ generate it into creating something new, something that might not be appealing to most people but at least to my-fuckin-self! I don’t write this fuckin’ blog to fuckin’ please everybody and especially to you, dumbass. Now that you know I write this blog, I wish you would just fuck off and die! You stupid, dumbshit, Goddamn motherfucker! Huh .. That was a relief but since it’s Lent, I forgive you .. My ass!

So now, I got a hater … That I know la. I might have more. Does that make me femes?

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A lot of people have been asking me,

“Why A Life Less Ordinary?”

To be honest, I don’t know why. That phrase suddenly came to my mind like a prophecy from heaven above. Like God is talking to me that I must and must name this blog A Life Less Ordinary if not my whole life will be so siasoi!

No la, nothing like that. This is not a blasphemy … So; I just found out like last year that it’s actually a name of a song, and also a name of a movie. But I’m pretty sure that I heard the phrase somewhere and I though it was so catchy and there you go, that’s how this blog got its name.

A Life Less Ordinary has been a part of me since the very beginning. I can never live without it. I hope that I will be as crappy as it is now until the day I’m gone …

Don’t you Fuckin’ judge me …

Small talk : I so tulan sometimes with people comparing what I write with what others write on their blog. I mean, why can’t just you fucking retards leave me alone? I mean, I write what I want to and what right do you think you have to think that my blog is crap? Okay, maybe you’re entitled to your own fucking retarded thoughts coming out from your fucking dysfunctional piece of shit brain. Define pro blogger?

You know, It has been ages since I last got tagged. I’m happy to be tagged. Now, Kopi Soh tagged me to do a mag cover. And I gladly accepted the tag. (better give me some belated birthday presents for doing this) So here you are, the latest issue of Rolling Stones! Rock on dudes and duddettes!

Now, I don’t care .. by hook or by crook you must do this tag. If you don’t do this, consider me not your friend anymore! I don’t want to be friend with people who don’t want to be tagged. And so I picked the most inactive bunch in my blogroll. *Drum rolls*

Drumsticks
Lola
Fairy Delle
Ah Jing
Charyelle

I really mean what I said … So, you better do it!

P/S : Suituapui, where are your naked pics?

Updated Monday February 25th, 21:47 : More pics added

Small talk : I landed at Bintulu airport on board AK5272 sharp at 1645. I’m gonna missed KL though. I need some sleep!

Another day, another year and yes, I got older! You don’t have to remind me of that. I had my birthday party at Finnegan’s, Jalan Sultan Ismail last Friday.

To be honest with you, this was my first time celebrating something like this in a place like this. I don’t really know what to call the place but it’s the place la safe to say. I’m making you blurr? Finnegan’s , Sultan Ismail (F3) - is the 3rd edition to the Finnegan’s family. Catering to passing tourists, hungry and thirsty from their shopping and locals from offices in and around the Golden Triangle. Finnegan’s Sultan Ismail is defiantly an eye catcher as you drive by, with its bright green and yellow exterior, tanned tourists and superbly well dressed city folks all enjoying their drinks on a veranda from an old heritage bungalow.

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This year around, to celebrate the launch of my new blog I decided to throw a party for friends in KL. I’m no femes bloger as per say but this is just what I can afford, the whole second floor of Finnegan’s and I must thank Rory for making things happen. You rock, gurl!

Rory, the person behind the success of this event!

I was so damn worried about the whole thing and I think I did contribute to all the stress that she was feeling all these while. How can I not be worried, this is my first time and I don’t want anything to go wrong lerr .. But as I said earlier, she did a great job! I owe her a lot.

I actually arrived at the place a little late because we were stuck in a jam somewhere in PJ. I tell you, it was one helluva jam! During that period of time, Rory keep on calling and SMSing me asking me where the hell I am and sort, she got worried because I was not there and so are the rest but to my surprise, Ah Jing came in first with Alice! The two wonderful Sarikeian blogger!

Alice not happy that I finished all the kalamari all by myself. She is a big fan of sotongs also

Charyelle on high!

List of attendees :

Bongkersz - The Flaccid Mind
Charyelle - Writing Upon A Star
Oink - Used to be “The Lamp Post” and “The Scorched Firefly”
Ah Jing - Access Granted
Alice - Dejavu World
Clare - Kampua Talk
Alvin Chong - Alvin’s Weblog
Rory - Fairy Delle
Drumsticks - An Empty Bottle

I think it would not be complete if they didn’t asked me to sing a few songs. And so, I did .. I sang “Over You - Chris Daughtry” and “All About Loving You - Bon Jovi”.

Trying very hard to catch the highest note! Go Cibol!

This cake is super ass keras. It’s on the house. Thanks guys!

A terbalik view taken from Charyelle’s blog

The ultimate test was the Flaming Lambourghini! Oink, I wished you’d had briefed me in details what to do because at the end of it I think I burnt my nostrils gua …

Like drinking a hot boiling milo with a straw …

Ah Jing control hensem …

With Clare, the Kampua Queen …

Drumsticks can’t wait to eat while I make my wish …

Rory giving us some instructions on how to sing Happy Birthday in a correct tone …

We’re done with the place at about 1:30 PM and next destination was …

Karaoke lor .. where else …

The Dixie Chix + A guy (Drumsticks, Rory, Charyelle & Bongkersz)

We actually ended the day at 4:00 AM, everybody was sleepy …

I will be back with more pictures when I finally got them.

I would like to thank Finnegan’s staff especially to Celest, the outlet manager. Dude, you rock!

Small talk : My hands so itchy. I wanted to get online so badly. I am now at the cyber cafe near my house. My Streamyx got suspended. NPL

This is so damn tulan lor …

Since when I give him permission to published my precious work of art? I spend the entire night working my ass out to get the perfect translations for this song and he senang senang go and copy paste and then say I give permission. This is so tulan you know!

Updated 21 February 2008, 10:50 PM : Case closed, the blog owner apologized and there were some misunderstanding. The matter is now resolved and everybody is happy. Cheers!

Small talk : Gooners are now Goners, It’s ok la. No big deal. We take all of the cups then. While typing this I’m listening to Kopi Soh’s Kuch Kuch Hota Hai

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for us who blogs regularly, often we were asked these questions :

• Why do you blog?

• What’s so fun about blogging?

• What you get from blogging?

and these questions often or most likely would come from

1) Non blogger
2) Those who use to have a blog but halfway through it they dump it
3) Your mom

Yes, and they will continue and continue to nag you. You won’t be able to stop them from asking you that and you won’t be able to educate them on what is blogging all about either. I tell you, it is very very hard. So, don’t waste your time explaining. Just don’t try to explain and just keep it that way. I guess that’s the best way to deal with it.

Why do I blog? It’s simple. I love it; I like it and I am now enjoying it to the fullest. I find that it’s the best way so far to EMC = Express Myself Clearly! there’s no rocket science involved. It’s just about translating my thoughts into words. It’s as simple as that. It’s like I’m a writer; one who wrote about my own thoughts in my own words. That doesn’t really sounds right but heck do I care, you got what I mean.

They way I see it, a new way of socializing, acquiring new friends and the most important thing, communicating with people everywhere. It’s a new way of interaction. It’s like, we are now talking - I am now talking to you and vice versa.

It’s not really about money now because you see, at this current moment, everybody blogs. Everybody owns a blog. (Except for Suituapui, he’s in a different league). Chances of people reading your blog? Chances of you getting paid so much and can stay away from your 9-5 job? Neh … Unless you’re that femes blogger, with 20,000 unique hits daily, adored by under-aged juvenile (of course they’re under-aged. if not they would not be called juvenile you idiot!) and all the bling bling nothing to do soccermoms and those hoocie mommas than only you can afford to go monkey-ing around halfway around the globe and tell the whole world of your sexciting sexcapades!

Fuh …

Somehow, I sense frustrations there. let’s get back to the real thing, shall we?

• Why do I blog?

• Why do I even bother to read so many blogs?

• Why I spent so much time staring and keep on refreshing the same page for God knows how many times and for how long just to see whether I have new comments or not?

Well …

I’m A-Dick-ted!