Just me and my guitar.

The new picture for my blog should be this. What do you guys think? :)

The latest trend.

The latest trend sweeping the nations. Guys are going for older girls and older girls are going for younger guys?

I need someone to confirm this.. or not?

I for one, agree on the whole boy-dates-older-girls thing. As I have always said, age is just a number. Its the maturity (or immaturity) that counts.

Yet there's this mindset that's ever so present in our liberal mindsets that girls should never go for younger guys.

But come on. Doesn't really apply nowadays does it? Hahah. I should know. ;) I've already gotten so many different opinions on this.

Well, like a friend of mine puts it.

"The World is changing."

Well said, well said.


A love/hate situation.

Some people loathe them. Others, treasure it like a Godsend. The smell can be as nauseating as it can be heavenly. What am I talking about?


Yes. I, absolutely adore them. For I am a Malaysian.

How can someone not resist its distinct smell that can be sensed from miles away? The smooth, creamy texture when you bite on its flesh. Yum.

Oh, even the farts taste good.

Okay, the last bit was a joke.

Some people might despise it but I think its more of a Love/Hate situation. Some may love it. And some may dread it.

For those who love it. It truly is the King of Fruits.

For those who don't well, you don't know what you're missing out on.




Actually I had no intention of offending you Lynn. But what happened today.. Well, guess its karma.

Today, is officially THE worst Monday. Ever. Period. Nuff' said.


Well. I came to school early in the morning with a stomach ache. Went to the toilet, was filled with shit. Flushes wasn't working. No toilet paper. No water.


No pun intended.

Moving on. Then there was this absurdly long assembly. Again. Then there was Ops Gunting Rambut.

I could have gotten away. But. I didn't. Then my hair. MY hair. Got cut. Again. This is the freaking third time. Its so freaking terrible. Such a bruise to my overly enlarged hea.. Ego.

Then went to class. No electricity.

Then we had moral. I had to memorize 28 Nilais and hit my knee against a chair and bruised it.


So today was the worst Monday in the history of all bad Mondays. Ever.


Of Weddings and Wine.

Chinese weddings are infamously slow when it comes to food. Well then again its a great excuse to dress up nicely. Hell yeah. :)

When I speak to people, most of them will be thrilled when there's a family get together cause they get to meet their cousins. I don't really have any cousins worth mentioning. But there are some, exceptions.

SUPER ADORABLE COUSINS. Forgive my enthusiasm but I cannot contain the uber cuteness that is my cousins.

Shes adorable. I'm related to her. ♥

My other cousin with Russell. :)


Amidst The Shadow of Clouds

Amidst the shadow of clouds something so simple yet eye catching enough to be a silhouette that differentiates itself from everything else.

An empty classroom

A classroom filled with our enthusiasm
Fades away day by day
Slowing but surely
Until all but remains are just the thoughts and memories
That made us who we are
Till this day.


Malaysian Anti Smoking Ad

I think some of you might already seen this on tv. For those who haven't I recommend watching it. Really powerful message.


21st Century Radio

You smelled good today. ;)

Anyway. I'm gonna talk about the latest addictions of Justin Choy. Today we shall talk about Internet Radio!

I never knew it was THAT accessible. It was all a coincidence actually. I was bored so I was trying the radio function on iTunes and miracioulous my Internet connection was stable enough to actually listen without any hiccups. Yay.

I strongly recommend people to try it out. All you need is iTunes(updated) and an internet connection.

Go into the Radio section, pick a category then the station. I'll normally go for the one with the highest bitrate. But thats just me!.

Hmm. I recommend this. Its one of my favorite and most stable stations.

Jazz. 181.fm - The Breeze :)

This is awesome!

Anyway I'm gonna end the post wishing a few of my friends happy birthday!


Happy Birthday Karin Kye, Ju Yi and Valerie Lim! :)

Selamat Hari Raya!

Selamat Hari Raya to all my fellow Malay friends!

Now for me I have a week holiday! :D

Yay! I wanna go for Gforce. Anyone, anyone? :P

My Siviks teacher is cool. Is yours?

Yes, no shit. He plays Mafia Wars. Yes I have the coolest teachers. And he plays the guitar too.

Can yours?


What makes a Malaysian.

What Makes A Malaysian A Malaysian?

1. A typical young Malaysian can name all the players from a top
English Premier League club, but ask him to name one football player from Malaysia, he cannot!

2. When StreamyX come, you complain StreamyX too slow. When Maxis Broadband come, you complain Maxis Broadband always disconnects. When WiMax come, you complain Wimax too expensive. In the end, you say StreamyX still the best lah.

3. When highway toll price increase, you complain. When petrol price increase, you complain. When you go Starbucks buy RM10 coffee, NO COMPLAINTS.

4. When you cannot find parking in a shopping mall and have to walk very far, you complain. When you go inside the shopping mall and there's SALE, run from one end of 1Utama to the other, that one NO COMPLAINT.

5. You are always late. And the excuse you give when you're late is always either: (a) traffic jam (b) no transport or (c) cannot find parking.

6. You have a parent who forces you to take science stream in high school, study engineering in Uni, then when you graduate, they ask you to forget everything you learnt in Uni and do commerce.

7. You know someone who can specially develop an "angmoh" accent when speaking to an American / British / Australian.

8. You complain against the government in kopitiam, you talk loud loud. Leave anonymous comments on blogs, you also talk loud loud. Attend ceremah by DAP, you shout loud loud. Then when Opposition organise a protest and ask you to go, you dun wan. Scared later kena tangkap by ISA.

9. Every year on the 30th April, you are one of the people below queuing up last minute to submit your tax return at the IRB.

10. When you pay RM10 for something that costs RM1, you blame the Chinese.

11. When a government service is too slow, you blame the Malays.

12. When a building is not good and collapsed, you blame the Indians.

13. When a Chinese student won a scholarship, you say 'Wah! Very clever hor?' When a Malay student won a scholarship, you say 'Aiya! Of course lah! He Malay mah!'

14. When an "angmoh" stranger kisses you on the cheek to say hello, you very happy. When a Malaysian guy kisses you on the cheek to say hello, you slap him in face.

I got this forwarded message thats so true. Very funny!


Of kimonos and manga.

Suddenly have an obsession with girls in kimonos and Manga.

Addiction is bad. But somehow this is just so awesome.

Will spend money on manga at year end.

Nothing beats a real book! ^_^

Saturday was fun. But only Saturday

I hate you guys for making me wait. Though it was kinda fun you know. Being alone. Hungry. And drowning my sorrows with books.

But it was a really fun time with the guys. No. I dont smoke. Almost. But no. Bad. BADDD. Hahaha pretty lazy to sum up what happened. But yeah. It was fun.

I mean. Its somehow that kinda thrill and rush of adrenaline that fills us when we know something is wrong and we just do it. Guilty pleasures I guess. No, I don't mean smoking. It was the fact that we nearly got rejected the second time when we were buying our tickets.

Apparently nowadays its much more strict to get tickets for 18^ movies. I think I kinda understand why after watching it. I think most of the guys already know how we kinda got stopped and questioned for ID. And I'm pretty lazy to state here. With respect to those involved.

Jon lost his phone too. Okay, maybe not lost. Left sounds better. He left it in the taxi. But fortunately we got it back by going to the taxi guy's house at night. Which was pretty scary.

Ended pretty fun. But super tired. ^^

On a different note.

Okay lets see. How have I been these days. Well, I have been really happy. Slightly confused. But lately theres been something bugging me. That probably explains why I look depressed when I'm quiet. or not constantly in the presence of my friends.

Well I just got one thing to live by.

If you have nothing good to say. Don't say anything at all.

Cause honestly. I really, really dislike being criticized. Whats more, I hate it when I get criticized for no reason. I mean. Who likes it? Right Jon? You know what I mean. I think even Nahrend knows.

Well. I don't know. I just think that. If you don't wanna act as if you care. I won't either. Its probably better that way.

Or maybe its just me being overly sensitive. I don't know. I don't really wanna know. All I know is. I was sincere. I didn't know you weren't.

A healthy dose of boredom and animals.

So leave me in a dark room with stuffed animals and a healthy dose of boredom and this is the kinda things that my horny mind can come up with.

Maybe your offended or something. Or is probably thinking I have nothing better to do. Well. It's just for laughs! :)

The events depicted in these images are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental and has nothing to do with the owner of this blog.

No animals were harmed in the making of these images.



This is what epic boredom does to people.

Kudos to Julian for his wallpaper. :)

Never underestimate the power of boredom. Not when it comes to a class like ours. You gotta hand it to us 4 Kreativians. We are THE class when it comes to noise or fun. Period.

No other Form 4 class can compare.

So this time around while Wana and Wani didn't come. We decided to.

1. Do the Kan Kan.
2. Tai Chi and workout.
3. Jump over girls.

The pictures, unfortunately were never taken. Except for the Kan Kan and the Human Pyramid, which ended rather funny when everyone toppled over. It was fun while it lasted though.
Here are the pictures!

Step 1. Get a few friends to squat like they're about to get executed. Cina style

Step 2. Clean floor and act all worried.
Step 3. Jump on them and laugh.
Step 4. Get a girl.

Step 5. Scream in pain like a little wuss.So that concludes Justin's 5 step guide in forming a human pyramid. Here is the end result! :D

You may call me childish, naive and immature. But maybe I'm the only one not ready to grow up.

Till next time.


If Only I Said That I Loved You.

You know whats the best part about getting in a relationship? Its the period when both of you don't know anything about each other and end up falling each other.

Its not love. Not yet anyway. But its just that two different individuals starts showing signs of being attracted to one another that makes everything so great. Everything goes slowly, just like how a tree bears fruits.

After liking each other for so long. Or trying desperately hard to get each others attention. Its just nice. That feeling of anxiety. The feeling of butterflies in your stomach you get when your gonna meet that person.

So much. Innocence. Not knowing what to expect. Yet sometimes. He wonders. Maybe.. She doesn't like me too? Maybe She likes someone else? Maybe.. I'm not good enough. While She patiently waits for the day to happen. Filled with hope and just the thought of them being together makes Her heart pound faster.

But then one day. One faithful day. He decides.

"Maybe I'm not the one that can bring her happiness. I'm just. Gonna try to get over her."
Deep down in His heart. He hasn't nor will he ever forget that thought. The prospect of them being together.

And day by day. The phone calls decline. He becomes confused, afraid of hurting Her. He becomes indecisive and tries his best not to have anything to do with Her. He doesn't know that the only thing that He's doing. Is hurting Her.

All She ever wanted was Him. And He was just so afraid. So afraid to tell Her. Afraid she might not feel the same way. While She was afraid of what He might think of Her.

Their fates may not have crossed each other. But it could have. Their fates could have entwined. If only one of them said how they truly feel. Three words that could have changed everything.

I Love You.


Life's commitments will catch up to us. Eventually.

Sitting down as the world goes by. Listening to the melodious piano sonatas of Yiruma. Leaning by my bedside window thinking about life post-SPM.

Yes, the era of high school life is slipping by my fingers without me even knowing it. Before I can even grasp and embrace life as it is. Its gone. People will only miss things when they're gone. But by then, it'll be too late.

Instead of looking forward for college and a car and being all grown up I actually just wanna enjoy being a teenager where you can afford screw ups. I mean. Honestly speaking, were not as independent as we think. We still rely on our parents for stuff. As much as I want freedom. I cant imagine my life without my parents which plays a crucial role in my journey to adulthood.

They're not superhuman I know. They make mistakes too. At least, what ever mistakes that I think is inappropriate or can be solved through a different method I can. Like in the future when its my turn to be a parent.

Scary, isn't it? The thought itself of growing up is daunting. Why can't it all be like Neverland? We stay young forever. Though eventually that would be boring. I guess its a part of life. Experiencing new things. Exploring different horizons.

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,

From Shakespeare's All The World's a Stage

It couldn't be more true.

Maybe I just want the world to stop. Just for a moment. So that I can appreciate everyone. Everything. Before its too late.

My family, My friends. The pillars of my foundation.

Slowly. Everything will be gone and the only thing left will be time we spent together and the memories that we had. Its like a group picture which is constantly fading away. One by one. Someone just disappears from it. Until all that's left is



Painting is fun when you dont get paint all over your clothes

Time to paint the town red! Or rather Orange, and Beige not town. School. Still fun nonetheless.

This is for our Folio so the all the boys from the 3 classes for Moral went to paint block A.

Chaos ensued.

It was funny, see Daniel was always the victim of us. To all Sek. 5 readers. You should know. Yes, THAT Daniel. So Arjun dressed as Batman attacked him.

Notice the Physics book used as a shield?

I still have no idea how I got THAT much paint on me. I suspect this guy.

My bald Indian friend, Nahrend. (Did I mentioned he's bald?)
You cant trust him. Yes, Because he's botak. :P Joke. Its cause I mean, well, look at the picture. Look at his hand! D:

Anyway, I had a shot at being a graffiti artist. :P

..Okay, so graffiti isn't my thing. But hey! At least it was fun. (note- I painted the whole thing orange so that Daniel won't get angry.)

And hey. Even MJ impersonators like to paint. :)

Till next time!


My hair got chopped.

The one thing I hate about haircuts is that my hair gets chopped. The waiting period for it to grow to the length I want is excruciating to say the least. :(

Well. I have concluded that I have to either cut my hair short or straighten it if I want it long. Which is something I intend to do.

I STILL SUCK with short hair. So depressed :(

I'm joining the Botak Gang along with Jon, Nahrend & Barath. Not forgetting the sideburn-less Judson.

Justin's hair is chopped. FML