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There's something about Frankfurt

I was in Frankfurt a few days ago and it is snowing like a son of a bitch. We arrived at 6:20 in the morning and we were expecting heavy snow and bad visibility but instead the weather is A ok. Surprising.

The sunrise was at about 820 am. Took my own sweet time to shower and unpacked. Prepared my cameras and as I was about to go out I figured, why not have a peek at the weather just in case... Bloody hell! It is snowing like all of a sudden the god of ice shitted an earth worth of ice on Frankfurt...well a bit overdramatic I know but it IS bad ok.

I then have to reschedule the outing. Eventually went out bout 2pm and guess what? Sunset is at 430. Not much light there I guess. Shot a roll of film that day. Yup you got it right, I shoot film sometime. It's a real curiosity. I have high regards toward the gods of film photography. Like mister Ansel Adam to name one. How on earth did he create those pictures? His comprehension of lightning and the relationship of aperture and exposure must be super good. Along the way, I saw 1 photography store and managed to find my measurement cup. Yay to me! Had my dinner after that and then went back to hibernate.

There's something about winter. The sight of snow all around. The cold. The damp. It is just pure romantic to me. The sight of 2 lover walking in the snow holding each other tightly...it is just screaming pure love to me. Those are my version of winter in my corrupted mind. It might not apply to you :)

Oh well that's my winter Frankfurt I guess. Danke!

T minus 2

Hello I know I skipped a few T minuses but hey! I'm back.

Was in the city of LA few days ago. Bought 3 ipads for sis, bebet and moi. Nuff said I'm really happy with the purchase. And here I am using it for mobet's world.

Oh my 2nd 4 stripes is soooooo irritating the whole day yesterday. We were at this special forces watch shop and this gurl, Jasmine, attended to my 4 stripes, let's just not get ourselves confused and just call him sunflower. So, Sunflower wanted to get a titanium watch but this 2nd stripes, we shall christen him terrorist, literally stole Sun's spotlight and was trying for Jasmine attention. How fucked up can that be? Very much I can say. So Sun keep on calling this gal for Q and A. I just don't get it man.

What ticked me off is the following incidents...

" are these watches for special forces?"

" yes they are but we do provide for the general consumers as well " Jasmine answered

Drum rolls...

The badigol asked later " so do you have watches for terrorists ? "

Like they say in Malay...kepala hotak Lu la mat...

They are a few things you shouldn't be kidding about when you're in the states. Which are terrorist, bomb, guns, Islam and a few more that I can't recall. It ain't funny

The badigol later joke about buying guns. If you put one and one together this guy should be in Guantanamo by now but hey! Stupid people would never get caught. Nuff said

Www then went to this shopping arcade by Melrose. It is called The Grove. From there we went to a few blocks away to get Sun's PowerBook battery. It's cheaper here by the way, cost twitch as much in Malaysia. On route to the apple reseller we passed by a few streets with a very strong Hebrew culture. Saw some halls with Hebrew written on the walls and some synagogue. And this badigol actually kid about yelling " I hate Jews! ". At first we thought he was pulling our legs. A few minutes later he actually wind down his window and yell the above chant and we literally jump and fucked him for that.

Dude, it ain't funny. You're so fucked up dude.

This badigol has a few Koi. No you don't eat koi. It's just not right. Eer do you know what Koi is? It's a very expensive pet fish. He keeps on telling us about his koi. Dude, I don't care nor give a fuck about your koi. He wS looking for koi shop in LA. Duh, I guess he just wanna show to the whites that he knew more. This guy has this " I just have got to impress " sickness. He conversation is all about 3 guys and 3 guys only which is, Me, Myself and I. I know you met a few of this sickos throughout your life. They're just making me wanna puke blood. Sick to the tummy.

It's getting late and it's also rush hour. Moto-moto drove for about 1 hour to our next destination - the buryani shop. Which is the next thing on my list.

What's with Asian must eat rice thing? I just don't get it dude. It's curry and rice that's it. You are in LA! Have some burger, have some steak. And here you are driving to an unfriendly neighborhood to have ... Drum rolls...cymbals clashing! Buryani... Duh

Last itenary of the day is Target, bought like tons of candies for Bebet. It's Halloween! So candies are by the tonne here and it's bloody c.h.e.a.p.

We went back to the hotel after that. Tired and shagged.

Good night LA

I shall return.

Redux

Despite all the above yaking, I did enjoy the trip after all. Been on the road with a bunch of guys really brings out the bad, or worst in you. Makes you wonder about those guys that you perceived as cool. Are they really cool or they're just another badigol in disguise.

~ it's a mobet's world ~

Bebet

Pejam celik pejam celik ( that's in a blink of an eye you mat salleh!!! Hehehe ) it's already a year. Time is moving at warp speed. It doesn't fly. They lied to you.

We went to Bali ( yes, again ;) so I love the place so much ) for our anniversary. This time only the 2 of us and my god... It is so peaceful, fun and more fun. Doesn't matter that we didn't do anything just cruising along and doing nothing but cuddling and rediscover each other.

Gosh has it really been a year? This time last year we were just married and I was really wondering then, what would happen one year from now... Alhamdulilah, thank god we are still intoxicatingly " people see you wanna puke public exhibition of affectionish " in love, Bebet is more cool headed and a more patience Bebet. What else could I ask for? I'm lucky alhamdulilah syukran :)

Morale of the story, as long as you have a will for it, god will show you the way. Be it robbing a bank, being faithful, a reformed man whore... Heheh

Bebet, I want you to know, I love you so much. May god grant us many more years to come and many little ones

Amen

~ it's a mobet's world ~

Addict

I can't stop checking bbm from you.
I can't stop texting you
I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop myself from thinking what to buy for you

I want to be with you...
25 hours a day,
8 days a week and
13 months in a year
I still believe I am definitely not your stalker although I'm like your shadows nowadays

I don't feel comfortable knowing you're alone at home
I don't feel good knowing you're unhappy about things
I don't feel good knowing you're in pain

I love to make you laugh
although most of the time I laugh louder and longer than you
and it's my joke anyways...

I pray to god we will age together
I pray for your health
I pray you will be happy with me

I hope you will remember me when I'm gone
I hope the last face that I will gaze is your face if it's my time to go

I love you with all my heart.

Love you bebet :)

~ it's a mobet's world ~

T minus 7 days

Planned for an outing today but hell it rained the whole day. And I don't wanna wet my crocs hehehe

Moto moto fly first today. I hope everything will be okay. Pray to god no major drama. I dread to think about the 14 hours plus flight time on the way back to Taipei in a few days. You bloody typhoon go far far away!!!

I don't actually that eager to buy anything from Taipei actually. Saving all the cash or USA!! Hehehe I know I know. Can't wait to get that iPad for bebet oh... My sweet bebet I miss her so much.

- MoBet was here -

T minus 8 days

I can sense bebet is not happy this morning. Sayang Dia.

I'm by the way on the first day of my 8 days trip. Kuala Lumpur to Taipei to Los Angeles and back. Kinda heavy hearted though. I'm gonna be in LA for 3 nights and then short nite in Taipei.

This trip is with a few buddies. Both of the four stripes are buddies so, in a way should be okay. But then again, business is business. Work ethic must be maintained at all time.

One of the four stripes told me his life stories. His eldest pet is 13 years old and the other is 10. He's not too happy with his ring buddy. Told me how his ring buddy who was a " unicorn of the sky" before they became ring buddy wanted to work again after a long while cos most of her friends lose their ring. But why? She answered... Just in case she lost her ring too. My four stripes do not find that amusing at all. I can imagine if it happen to me as well. It's actually a power of suggestion. How so? It's like this. Say you're happily married. Suddenly one day, a thought, an evil thought come to mind... Whispering stuff like, what would happen to me if he/she leave me?

Oh, the sacred ring.

Thing is, bad thoughts are like cancer in your system. It'll poison you bit by bit until one fine day you wake up in the morning and realise the bugger consumed more than half of you. Come on, why on earth would you wanna concentrate your body mind and soul towards something that has not happen? and probably will never be.

Morale of the story is, be positive. It takes 2 to ermmm menari zapin so let it be, love your other half and never ever ever ever take your other half for granted.

You are a team and why on earth would you wanna sabotage your own life?

Duh

- MoBet was here -

a dog's life

woof woof- I know thats a cat so what?

Hello, I am Mot, I like you

woof woof

Like most of the puppies and dogs in the whole wide world, I have a master. As a matter a fact, I have a great master. She bathe me,feed me, shower me with tender loving care the whole TLC business. Oh! My master even bought me toys. I love my master till death. I know I did bite her quite a few time but Hey! That's love.

My master work in this thing the human called, and I quote "aeroplane". Seriously if you ask me? I really am not convinced that tons of metal can fly. "aeroplane" can fly...pfft yeah right. A few of my friends told me they flew in this aeroplane thing a few times. I seriously think their master must've feed them with expired Pedigree. You do know what Pedigree is right? It's food for god sake!!Where have you been?! Duh...

Usually my master put on her make up before she goes to work. She also put on this thing not too different from a Unicorn horn thing on her head but it is made of her own hair and it is not as sharp as the Unicorn's and its blunt. One very important thing to remember when master put on her a-la "blunt unicorn hair horn thing" is not to,and I repeat never ever, ever ever, ever ever ever mess it up. She said it is not funny. I did try once and... I don't think I wanna talk about it...

Oh and master said she wanna get preggy and she don't wanna work. Well I don't actually understand what work is but I bark anyway for moral support.

woof woof!!

something like that. You didn't get that? ok ok one more time

Woof Woof!! Got it? cool.

Master is always full of TLC when she goes to visit the flying metal thing but when she come back from work she's always full of stories and surprises.

After her flight, sometime she chat with me and sometime she rather be quiet. She told me of her tales operating the flying metal thing,which from now on we shall call it aeroplane. She told me of her "passengers" which actually are people that sit in the aeroplane to go from point A to point B and sometime to point C as well.

Once in a while if she is too tired, she won't be as lovey as I would want her to be but thats okay I know she is very tired and not in the mood to do anything. I have that feelings too after playing for the whole day.

It is actually, sometimes very tiring living as a dog you know. We dogs will love our master 5 fold over for every 1 time you human love us. That's what human says a ratio of 1 : 5 profit margin. Hey I watch Bloomberg too okay!! We dog are expected to be loyal, faithful and on our toes at all time. Sometime if my master like to play fetch, I have to obey even if I don't feel like it for the day but that's really okay cos I really love my master. I live by this one rule which is this,

If comes a day when you tell yourself eer I mean youdog, maybe I'll think about it later or maybe I'll do it later when it is regarding you master's wishes or comfort, you are taking your master for granted.

You should never, never ever, ever ever, break your doggy oath which is, you should never, never ever,ever ever stop loving your master.

Thats why, if you look around you, my kind, the doggy kind, will never leave their master. Even if their master kick em, beat em with a stick, forgot about them, sometime forgot to feed em, curse at them, a punching bag for master's martial art training, forgot about their comfort, sometime left us by the roadside thousand of miles away just to get rid of us, STILL we managed to find our way home. Rain or shine, cloudy or thunder banging...why?

Because we love you master, so much and we understand that giving so much love doesn't mean we will get back what we gave out.

woof woof

and you think your life is hard?

think again

woof

5th

Hello bet!

It's 5th again. A year in 30 days

Happy anniversary !

God I love you


- MoBet was here -

trapped rat

Here I am 40000 feet up the air trapped like a sick rat.

I love my job. Really do. I love it with all my heart.

Just that after playing 2nd fiddle for about 10 years,

I think it's time to earn another stripe.

Didn't expect I would be craving for it so much.

Watching my buddies earn their stripe makes

me more determined to earn mine. Trial by fire?

...Why the hell not.

On the way to far west today.

Fasting month. Yeah.

It's kinda difficult to EAT.

What's the biggie you said?

Now let see... 4 of us today including me.

Chief is eager as hell. Flew with him quite a number of time.

Presenting...Mr I know everything, his best buddy is me myself and I and I.

Yeah I said it twice on purpose.

Right wing is Mr softie,

cunt ( no it's not a typo and you know it ) even understand a word he said.

Too soft. Way too soft. Kinda irritating after a while.

My chief is plain actor. You can see through people like this.

Pretending they know what's going on but they don't

and just now the ship was rocking

immediately he activate the 1st chief.

Come on man. Command the boat damn it!!

He is the worst kind I think.

Why? The worst kind is the one that think :

a. they're funny but they're not.

dude, nobody wanna hear your stupid not so funny joke. duh

b. one that think they're born cool. oh Please

c. I can list more but we wouldn't want to puke on the keyboard now do we?

Last but not least... The trapped rat, momot.

Sleepy,

thirsty,

hungry and horny.

Oh and angry too.

Oh did I mentioned all of them are fasting?

I don't know why nowadays my fuse,

my working fuse is getting shorter and shorter.

I get irritated easily.

Asked for black coffee but instead I got a coffee white.

Asked for leave but rejected without prejudice.

Wanna make the missus Bebet aka the wife,

happy by planning a holiday on our anniversary

but instead got rejected.

What the fuck is wrong with all these people?

They are in a service industry and yet they don't listen and they don't deliver.

Why ?!

Fuck all

Breathing in now and counting to 10

Remember about the 240z that I mentioned last time we met?

A friend traced the registration.

It's not a Datsun but instead...

*drum roll*

a proton. What the Fu...

Yeah I had the same reaction too.

So, for the umpteen time, mission aborted.

Sigh ...

I really have to let this Z dream of mine go.

It's just doesn't make sense.

I bet it is easier to find a pink elephant than this bloody Z.

Sorry Z I'm not mad at you nor to you Datsun

I'm just FUCKING PISSING MAD AT PROTON for making this happen.

Errr proton?

What has all this got to do with Proton?

It's because of this bloody car rip off company that

the Malaysian car industry is fucked up beyond any recognition ...

Yeah fubar that's what Malaysian car industry is... FUBAR

See I'm angry again

Deep breathing and counting to 10...

Fuck all

till then

- momot & Bebet was here -

5th again :)

bebet!

it's 5th already and few days from now, we're gonna be in south of brooklyn.

Short getaway would be fun yeah. god i hope we will last till the end.

I love you Bet

happy anniversary :)

hugs

My god it's one year already?

Last year today you're with me and we are on our way to Rome :) things unfold over there and look where we are today? Happy as ever if not more.

I'm glad you gave me the chance to redeem myself and have the faith in me.

I pray that we will be as in love today for many years to come and, I hope you are too.

Happy pre anniversary bebet.

God I'm so in love with you :)

Oh! I'm so looking forward to our getaway to south of Brooklyn hehe next week hehe

Love u so much

Datsun Fairlady 240z

First question. What is a Datsun Fairlady 240Z? I can yak yak yak and con you and bluff but the full info is here :

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nissan_S30

as for my explanation, what is 240Z to me? A life long obsession. The ultimate Z, THE Fairlady...

Yea I know. In my previous post I did mention that I had enough of oldschool. Well, actually not entirely so. I still get turn on with the sight of old cars. Well, doesn't mean I'm gonna fuck one duh!!! It's just there, you can suppress it but it just won't go away... just like a bloody itch

Few days ago I was on the phone with one of my oldschool buddy, Lord. He's from Perak and worked in Kuala Lumpur almost all his adult life. He somehow was posted to Kuching a year ago and happily planted himself there until now. What's the big deal about Lord? If you're into oldschool, be it continental or japs, and you need impossible parts, this is the guy you need.

We talked about parts that I needed him to post for me on ebay and he suggested me to swap a pair of 240z fender mirror with the one that I need for my Toyota Starlet KP 60 ( if at any point all these looks like gibberish to you, ask mister google okay ) and suddenly he cracked a joke...

"unless you wanna use it on a 240z haha"

"damn bro don't tell me you found one?!" I answered half shouted

At that moment, my heart was pumping like the 1st time I stripped myself naked in front of a lady... and replaying that nice piece of body in my head. Oh that first touch...HEY! this is not porn!! Well back to the story. I waited for his reply which lasted like an eternity... and I KNOW he really love the suspense...

"yeah bro I found one allright. Unfortunately the previous owner changed the rear lamp with Skyline's. Other than that everything looks intact. "

O.M.G

This is the 5th time this lady fell on to my lap. The first few ones I got either overtook by some other potential buyer, I got burned half way through the deal or it's a dead car. What is a dead car? No documents. Thats a dead car. kaputt,zip, nadaa, matikudasai, ziltch, nyet...

One classic case, I think the third offer, a friend who is so into Minis went all the way to Penang Island to hunt for an Mazda Rx7 Savannah. Upon reaching the garage he was greeted by one old Chinese Uncle. Lets just call him Mister Bruce Lee just for the fun of it hehe. They arrived earlier than agreed and Mister Bruce was having his breakfast. While waiting for him to finish, he asked my friend to have a look at the Rx7. Typical of a car hunter, instead of heading straight to the car he went around and went snooping for other car that the old man owns. Half way through he noticed a car half covered under an old car cover peeking at him. Gleaming under the morning sun, a chrome bumper calling him. Slowly as if was called by the car he uncover the car and was surprised by the sight infront of him.

It's a bloody Datsun 260 2 + 2 !! ( wtf is that? Its a Datsun Fairlady 4 seater you dork. Told you to google didn't I?) In all it's glory complete emblems and part and under a shed. He didn't even blink.

"You can have that too if you want" Mister Bruce Lee broke the silence. " Can't even sell it. People say it's expensive. 2 door some more. Rather than let it rot I'll let you have it cheap cheap"

Shaking his head " say your offer and maybe we can deal? " my friend answered. Mister Bruce Lee grinned proudly showing his gold tooth with the statement.

As they were about to leave Rozly noticed another car besides the covered 260z and asked Mister Bruce.

" what's that?"

"That? that car is jinxed. Been trying to sell it since 1980 when I first got it. These people ah,they don't even know a sports car even if the car hit them in the face."

" Then bos? You just leave it there?"

" Ya laaaa! As a matter a fact, I don't even remember I own it until you point it to me " Mister Bruce Lee half shouting. Too excited. Reaching for his Benson & Hedges he motioned to my friend " aiyah! open it la "

Rosly slowly remove the piles of old Nanyang Siang Pau dated more than 20 years ago. A few old rims on top of the car, few more carton boxes with old receipts later and finally revealing...

a shiny 240z emblem...

Rozly didn't breathe. He can't. Unable to. slowly whispering, "what the..."

Once again Mister Lee broke the silence " Ya now i remember, it's a fairlady. You can have that one too la. I dont want it.Cheap cheap. Let me get the papers and you have a look ok"

Leaving Rozly alone with the car. It is the most complete specimen of the Legendary Z. All glass,rubber, panels emblems is there. He then took a few pictures and shoot me a text saying he has found what I'm looking for.

My reaction? I'll come to that.

After concluding his deal with Mister Bruce he immediately shot me a text about the finding. Thing is, I'm in frankfurt.

Damn.

I asked him to MMS or email the pic to me but his phone is MMS incapable and he is in a hurry for another meeting. So put yourself in my shoe. Would you trust the words of someone who is not into Japs tin, a super-expert in Minis and only look at Japs tin with one eye saying he found a barnyard mint 240z?

I know. Same here. I don't think so too.

He told me he got a copy of the green card and it says 240z. I'm still not convinced. So I kinda told him I'll get back to him when I'm back in Kay El which is in another 3 days. The opening price of the car? 18k. Cheap ain't it? That's the longest 72 hours in my life.

It was a late sunday afternoon, I remembered and it was drizzling. Gave Rozly a shout in his garage and out of his pocket, he showed me the copy of the green card. I was really excited with the prospect of owning a piece history. We then tried to give Mister Bruce Lee a call and since it's a sunday I honestly don't expect him to pick up the call. I then told Rozly we'll try to call him tomorrow and if the car is still there, we'll board the next available flight to Bayan Lepas and get it.

I still can't believe it's a genuine Z. God damn!

It's 9 am and the phone is ringing like a mad Ice cream salesman.

" Mot? Hey it's Rozly"

"Oh hey whudup bro. Still kinda groggy here."

"yeah I noticed hehe. Hey man hmm I managed to talk to Bruce, and hmm he just sold off the Z to a guy from Johore for 28G. so I guess we kinda missed it by a few minutes eh."

"WHAT?! How? When?"

"It's yesterday man. The guy basically camped in front of the shop and when he flashed the cash guess Bruce totally forgot about us"

"Don't tell me he drove the car?" I'm wide awake by then.

"we'll Bruce drop a new battery and with a few crank the engine actually starts. Yup no joke bro. "

After that I was unable to make what Rozly said over the phone. I was broken hearted. A lot of what ifs run through my head. Then to cure my broken heart, i said to myself...

If it's meant to be yours, it wil be yours... if not, don't sulk over it...

After that there ware a few more false claim 260z 2 + 2 and even a few 280z... until today...

" So are you interested?" Lord's question brought me back to reality.

"you bet."

Lord is going to pay the guy a visit this weekend. I'm kinda don't actually know what to do. This will be the last push I guess.

Why this car is special? Cos if she is a human being, she is one hell of a cock teaser I tell you. lol. I hope this time the Z will be mine.

Let's pray for that together shall we?

Amin

Oh did I tell you I managed to track Bruce's Z? Wanna know what happened to the lady? The bloody guy removed all the interiors and plonk in an R34 engine. Sad isn't it? Oh not to mention he even install a roll cage. what a waste.

Sigh

Finally

Finally moto2 proposed.

And cicci said... No0o0o0o...

Duh, of course she said YES :)

But there are issues that need to be iron out.

As you already know it is not easy to iron out the creases with a dry iron.

They both need steam iron but unfortunately none is around nor is a cup of water to wet the shirt for ease of iron.

Something tells me this is gonna be one hell of a ride.

Anyways I wish you luck moto2. This is the 10th year we are friends. I pray for more years to come. And I pray for your happiness too mate.

Bebet.

Where is Bebet ? I miss my Bebet. Just can't have enough of her. We're gonna try for lil mot soon. Hope everything will be okay. Bebet needs her rest. Enough with going to work already!!! Bebet needs to be pampered and I quote "pigs out" lol. No matter what size you're in Bet, I still love you.

Oh, have I told you about the weather? The bloody storm have passed and it's been fair weather for quite a while now. Which is, by the way, VERY pleasing. More time to enjoy the sun and less time hiding from the thunder and lightning with bowling ball sized hail storm mind you.

Alhamdulilah

Oh Bali!!

Bali is ... G R E A T!! as always

where on earth can you go to a place without burning a hole in your pocket? But this time it's different. Been to a few temple that I skipped the last time I was here. And this time Bebet is with me. She slept a lot along the way though which I don't mind :) at all

Cicci and moto had lil baby fights along the way, well, even in paradise people still look for hell cos they're so used to it I guess.lol it's paradise for god sake!! Hehe

Last day finally arrives and we headed home with very heavy hearts. All in all it is a good trip and maybe next time, if there is one, I will do the arranging of lodging and transportation. It is more satisfying that way :)

Cheerio, till then.

- momot & Bebet -

9th moon

Happy 9th moon anniversary Bebet. So far so good eh? And Bebet also getting better with the weather yay! Managed to tame the devil. So glad, hope it lasts. Amin.

3 more days and we're in Denpasar yay!

In the end I booked my own hotel and Moto2 booked his at the south of Ngurah Rai international. In a way we are in Bali but we are not together. Funny how that goes. It is supposed to be a group thing but then...

Oh well.

Oh I scouted around for Mobet's 1st anniversary outing already. Another yay! Well no, it's not bora bora, that's another story. Read a few reviews about bora bora it's kinda not that great though. Makes me wonder should I even attempt the plan or journey at all. I mean Mobet have to fly to Sydney and then fly Air New Zealand and then another boat trip to the island. I mean time is wasted on travelling. That journey alone is about, if my calculation is correct 2 days and then we are so tired and for the next 2 days recuperating and left with 2 days enjoying the so called holiday and then take another 2 days journey to Sydney - and then hang around Sydney while waiting for the flight to Kay El and then 2 days in Kay El resting my god ... That's 10 days gone!!! And a bloody loads of "and then" lol

How about something simpler. Not too time consuming on travelling and not too taxing on the pocket? No I'm not mister Hadji Bakhill. I'm just being realistic. I don't want to spend so much on the so called fairy tales honeymoon and in the end spending years after the "great honeymoon" paying for it.

What I want is simple. Instead of spending 1 great honeymoon and then everything goes downhill cos of the financial stress and what not, I want, an average but nice outing with Bebet that I can do maybe say... Once every 2 or 3 months. That way, I can have constant honeymoon and, destress and go to many places! Yay!

Hope everything will be okay in Bali

Amin

Happy 9th months anniversary Bebet

Know I love you





- momot & Bebet -

Bali

moto moto and me have this ritual where every July we will have our getaway.

Last year was Sarawak Rain Forest Music Festival and same goes with the year before.

This time around we're gonna give it a pass. It's getting too expensive, too commercialized, you don't really understand what they're playing anyways, you PRETEND to understand and with the help of miscellaneous alcohol, it helps... so instead of Kuching, it's Bali this time.

BUT...

I never really expect coordinating a couple holiday would be so stressful. I mean if it's only Bebet and me, it would be much much more easier. Here, I have to think about :

a. Moto-moto first time to Bali

b. Moto-moto's side project, WHICH i can't reveal here just yet until it is revealed by Moto- moto. Who knows Cicci might google and find out about it :)

c. Bebet and me 1st real holiday together and I want to make it really meaningful and memorable

d. Cicci's excitement of staying near this club called The Bounty. Not that I don't like clubbing I do. It's just that the place is usually crowded with down under and they get very unfriendly when they're in their alcohol fueled experimental session.

e. I would love to stay in Nusa Dua with Bebet and play by the beach. Well we can do the tour in 2 days and the rest Mandi Laut! get the tan and what not.

I was expecting Cicci and Moto-moto would help me with the itenary, but instead they're in this game of push and pull who is getting whos ticket... i mean the travelling date is getting nearer and nearer like a runaway train and here we are without a hotel reservations.

I hate this feelings of being unprepared.

I think this is what I'm gonna do. Tomorrow, when I'm back from this trip, I'm in Bombay by the way, I will check with Cicci and Moto-moto about the trip. If they can't come up with an answer, I will have to proceed with the hotel booking alone.

I can't gamble my holiday with these uncertainties.

And I love Bebet so very much

Fantasy

Fantasy

I love to listen to stories. It brings me endless joy. It teleport me to a place where I used to be or places that I wanna be. Absorbing every details and living it in my psycho mind.

My mind churns out other people's sexperience like my own. Absorbing it like a hungry parasite. It's my dosage of cocaine. Yes I'm a stories junkie

I bet you don't even know what i'm talking about. It's ok.

Someday when you're here, arrived at this very spot do give me a buzz. You will know why I love being here so much.

A clue, places you've been, people you've been with, you're dirty lil secrets. Share it with me. I'm an ever willing listener.

No I'm not lending my ear nor giving you my shoulder to cry on. Just a symbiotic relationship I guess. I need a host to keep me alive and happy and you need to vent out your frustration and lighten up ur secret laden shoulder.

Come to me.

Here.

Sit.

Confess.

Can you imagine what kind of joy those priest having? Listening to all those sins and vice? It's a bloody turn on

Come

Let's talk

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- momot & Bebet -

8 months

8 moons so fast
in a blink

so sad
slips away
gone

looking back? where the hell did you go?

lost? come back? please?

come back. I need you. not that soon.maybe later

come

sit
chat a lil while longer

embrace

hold me

tighter

warmth, i miss you

happy anniversary...

Sengal

Aku jelous...

Sekian

- momot & Bebet -

A pilot's tale

Matt exited his cockpit, a vast sea of paddy field greeted him and not far from where he is standing he saw what's seems to be a farmer. He gave it a thought and decided to approach the farmer to ask for directions. Slowly at first he ran and halfway through the 4 lanes highway he sprint toward the farmer who is still clearly stunned with the sight in front of him.

" Assalamualaikum tuan! Tumpang tanya. Saya ni kat mana ye ? ( peace be upon you dear good sir, may I know where I am? ) " Matt nervously ask the farmer With a crooked smile and his tobacco stained teeth shines gloriously under the golden evening sun the farmer replied " ... Sawadeekap ! "

That's when Matt realized he really is in deep shit...

It was a warm summer sunday afternoon in 1999 that I met my long lost buddy Matt enjoying his coffee alone at Canai and Such in Subang. Ring a bell? It's used to be one of the hippiest mamak joint in the last century but it's history now. After the usual meet and greet how's life? How's the girlfriend? How's the family yada yada yada bla bla bla then we came to the "so what are you doing now?" topic which invites a very uncomfortable smile from Matt. He told me he is doing trust fund recruitment for a very well known company. Then it struck me, what happened along the way? What happened to his career?

I gratuated from Malaysian Flying Academy in Batu Berendam Malacca in 1996 and Matt was 2 batch my junior. This Matt guy is quite a nice guy actually. The typical " lelaki melayu terakhir (not!) " he is in a way trustworthy, honest and kind.

Thing about life is, you can plan all you want but life always pull some surprise on you, sometimes HUGE ones.

As for Matt he managed only half of the qualification to earn him the licence to fly the big bird and with more money spent on exam papers he eventually runs out of fund to complete his course.

Now, Matt is really in deep trouble. After discussing with a few of his batch mate and advice from some of the flying instructors, Matt decided to apply for a Private Pilot flying Instructor with an experimental aircraft association based in Sungai Besi.

Time goes by and everything seems to be going fine with Matt until one fine day a student from hell found him. This guy, we're gonna call him Al as in Al pacino's Al. Al is notoriosly known for his sense of direction. Well his lack of sense of direction actually. This one time, his first solo. Al is supposed to do a circuit and landing which consist of a take off, one big round around the airfield- in this case Sungai Besi and a landing ALONE but somehow Al flew and lost all the way towards Klang Port. Those days Subang Airport is still being use by Airasia and it is kinda busy .

Due to Al's critical situation, the airport authority put all arriving airplanes on hold and guided Al to Subang Aiport for landing.

While all of this event unfold Matt was still waiting for Al at Sungai Besi and not long after that he received a call from Al explaining to him about the whole charade. Matt immedietly took a cab to Subang Airport for the rescue and upon reaching the aircraft he saw Al was still in the cockpit stunned and fiddling with a device. Matt finds out later that it's actually a GPS. Yup! This is 1999 and this guy already owns a GPS which is a luxury item at that time and yet he is lost. Remember that scene in the movie 'UP' where the kid lost his GPS ? Yup he should've just throw it outside the cockpit.

As time goes by Matt managed to secure a few teaching contracts and one fine evening lady luck did smile on him and he managed to nail a contract to present the experimental aircraft to the Prime Minister of Malaysia then, Mahathir during the LIMA event in langkawi but there's a catch. He must bear all the costs himself. From the aircraft fuel, food, lodging and what not for the whole trip. Who better to provide all the mulah if not for the notorious Mister "I don't know where I am" Al. Matt proposed the idea to Al and after consulting his dad, finally he agreed to cover the expenses for the whole trip.

Thing about chains of error is it's kinda hard for you to stop it once it has started unless you wake up jump up and really do some drastic manouvre to break it.

The experimental aircraft range is not that great. It's a very basic aircraft with very basic equipment. After giving it much thought Matt decided it is best for them to spend a night in Ipoh and then proceed to Langkawi the morning after. Ipoh is a small town but that doesn't mean it lacked a decent nightlife. To celebrate their future success Matt went to a small bar there and oh boy, celebrate they did.

On the road the authority tells you not to drink and drive and same goes with flying. Nobody in their right mind would drink and fly. That's just plain crazy. MAS has the golden rule of 10 hours bottle to throttle. That's 10 hours sobering up before flight. In Indian Airlines they up it 1 step further by installing a breathalyser in the office !

As luck or rather bad luck, Matt and Al was piss drunk that night. I still recall Matt confessed he doesn't even remember how they managed to get back to their room.

Come Saturday morning departure time, they were not at the airplane. The Ipoh Airfield control tower managed to get hold of Matt to inform him that the latest that he can depart to attend the event is at 12 noon which means after that he won't be able to catch the prime minister in time. Half awake and sobering Matt wakes up and get ready for the flight. En route to the airport Matt realized that he is in no shape to fly but the show must go on and he asked Al to fly and he would do the monitoring duty like preparing the documents, calling the air traffic control ( we call them ATC ) for clearance- read you work and I sleep

" rotate! " Matt commanded. Slowly Al lifted the little aircraft and heads for the sky. You see if you've been in a small aircraft before it is so easy to doze off. The droning of the engine sound, the wind on your face, oh so peaceful. That's exactly what happened to Matt. Not even 5 minutes into the flight Matt was already heading to slumberland...

After quite some time Matt opens up his eyes and a surprise sight of deep blue sea under him and clouds and bright blue sky in front if him. Thing is, in aviation, Peninsula Malaysia is not that big. As you're cruising about say 3000 feet you can easily see the east and west coast and with only the sea under him it is quite worrisome because they're either in the gulf of Thailand or south china sea OR the Indian ocean.

" eer bro where are we? " Matt asked casually, yawning and rubbing his eyes. Al just look at him with a face that as if he has just seen a ghost and answered "... I don't know captain ..."

With that, Matt immedietly look around, trying to grasp the weight of the situation and guess what? They're runnin out of fuel. " how long did I dozed off ? " Matt asked in desperation. " about more than 1 hour "

Slowly Matt pulls out a stick of marlboro reds and light it up, thinking. Talking to himself, Matt whispered " if I'm gonna go today so be it but god, please have mercy on this two lost souls amen " with that Matt turn to his left and saw between the clouds, rainbows peeking at them. It got him thinking, if there's rainbow, there must be land somewhere there. " okay Al, my controls and you revert to support duty okay. Inshallah we'll be okay. God's willing" Matt immedietly turn the small bird to the left and descent to a lower level. They did try to call various ATC ( air traffic control ) but their radio seems to be failing them. Talking about Murphy's Law.

On the descent Matt saw a patch of beach and decided that would be his landing strip just in case he ran out of fuel before he could do the landing.

" alhamdulilah Al look!! In case we runs out of fuel we're gonna crash there okay. " Matt pointed to the beach. At this moment, Al is totally panicked and to be honest he's just a passenger then. As they were decending the engine started to cough out black smoke and startled not long after ... total silence

What happened after, will change Matt's life forever. As they were approaching the beach he saw a stretch of road not far away and decided to gamble to glide towards the road. Thing about powerless glide is you can only have certain amount of lift to get you certain distance. I can get into all the technical details but I wouldn't want to bore you to death now do we? So back to the misadventure. After checking around for cars Matt managed to successfully land his aircraft in the middle of the freeway. Slowly the airplane rolls to a complete stop . Without delay Matt got out of the plane and push it to the left most lane to avoid collision. The weird thing or luck, whatever you want to call it, there is not a single car in sight.

Matt noticed a farmer not far from where he is standing. He gave it a thought and decided to approach the farmer to ask for directions. Slowly at first he ran and halfway through the 4 lanes highway he sprint toward the farmer who is still clearly stunned with the sight in front of him.

" Assalamualaikum tuan! Tumpang tanya. Saya ni kat mana ye ? ( peace be upon you dear good sir, may I know where I am? ) " Matt nervously ask the farmer

With a crooked smile and his tobacco stained teeth shines gloriously under the golden evening sun the farmer replied " ... Sawadeekap ! "

Meanwhile in Langkawi, the PM is still waiting for the aircraft and since there is no contact have been made they have initiated a search and rescue operations. Matt also told me that one of the Thais airforce general is so furious with their air defence force for letting this small bird entered their airspace undetected.

With no passport or any kind of travelling document our ambassador have to fly all the way from Bangkok to rescue them and fly somebody from KL to bring the aircraft back.

Unfortunately Matt was stripped off his flying licence and banned for life. As for Al god only knows what happened to him.

As Matt uttered the last line. I was totally speechless with my friend's adventure. Should I laugh? Or should I be empatic towards him? We went our separate ways after that cup of coffee and that was the last time I've seen him.

Putting on my helmet and firing up my faithful Honda C70, I thanked god that I managed to complete my whole flying course without a glitch. Well maybe not with flying colours but hey! A little bit of odd colours wouldn't do any harm right?

Now do you still think that everyone can fly? Maybe not.

Till then adios

If Rozita Che wan is...

Was talking rubbish with Bebet the other day after I saw Rozita Che wan's mother's day article in The Star and suddenly a vision struck me...

What if Rozita Che Wan is my wife?

Ya I know it's hilarious. Rozita? My wife? you must be rolling on the floor laughing by now. Hey! But just for argument sake,don't burst my bubble just yet alright.

I don't dress smart all the time. Usually shorts and Tees. Say if I were Rozita's hubby would she sit with me when I'm dressed like that? As a public figure surely people would look at her and wonder who the hell is this loser by her side? Is that her driver? My god, I'm the husband you fart! Rozita as always would elegantly dressed and here I am with my bermuda that I bought from Giant and my faded Astroboy tees ...what the f... Oh well let's imagine another scenario.

You know Burger Longkang? No? Never heard about it? well It's a term the Mrs and I Coined to describe those El cheapo burger that you usually see by the roadside with semi bright tungsten light that runs on half depleted car battery. It never cease to amaze me how in the world they manage to actually see what they're cooking in that kinda lighting condition. To be honest some of them are really good though and it's kind of a default 'meal' when I'm too numb to think what's for dinner.

Okay back to the story. What if one fine day maybe back from shooting and Zeta ( since we're hubby and wife now that's her cute name by the way ) is hungry and I suggested the Burger Longkang and I wonder would she say " are you OUT of your freaking MIND Momot? I have to look after my calorie okay! we wouldn't want to look FAT now do we?" and she would give me the whole 9 yards talk about how she need to earn a living and look good, slim and the sort and she would refuse to talk to me all the way cos I actually suggested 'high calorie' food and think that i'm sabotaging her...

and guess Who wouldn't get laid that night... Ya ya laugh some more...

I love photography. My niche is Urban life. You know, pictures of people in the city, buildings, streets and the lot. You don't have to go far to look for subjects even your neighbour's 18 year old daughter CAN be a subject if you want but hey! That's another story. Oh where were we?

I was imagining another scenario with Zeta. Say what if I have an itch, well let's up the ante a bit, a deadly itch for a photograph outing and since I'm flying most of the time and Zeta's schedule is pack as well, we are left with only 1 weekend together. Now I have to cramp Zeta's shopping session vs Momot's photo shootout and the kids outing in 1 day ... Let see how am I gonna do this...

Okay there are a few elements in this outing. Zeta's shopping, the kids outing and my photoshoot. The most ecomical and productive sense to do it is to cramp all that and to do it in one go and what better place to do it than Petaling Street? I can imagine how loud Zeta would
scream as I turn and park my car in the Central Market parking lot. What? Never heard of Petaling Street? Okay there are Pavillion SuperDuperHyperIronman-ishShinyMiney Shopping Mall in Bukit Bintang for the royalty and the rich and famous and then there is Petaling Street... Which is the total antihero of Pavillion. It's hot, the seller harass you, pack, I'm talking about sardine can pack here and it's the whole definition of cheap and replica ( read rip off fake ) stuff. Oh and I would imagine Zeta screaming louder than a Boeing 777 taking off at full power yelling "what the F@%K ARE WE DOING HERE MOT?! ( contrary to popular belief pretty lady DO scream, and they scream LOUD! ) As a very famous artist, I guess she wouldn't wanna be caught dead cruising the street of Petaling and in the end we just have to chill at Pavillion SuperDuperHyperIronman-ishShinyMiney Shopping Mall sipping a rm17 latte instead of rm1 tau foo fah... Oh well there goes the photoshoot

By now it's dinner time and I would've guess the kids and Zeta must be hungry. 1 of my favourite spot is The Curve's Tony Roma's. I did tried a few diners around town but I still prefer The one at The Curve. I will order the burger for me, Zeta would order her salad and ribs for the kids. As with famous celebrities there will be fans everywhere and so does Zeta. I would imagine they would just ignore our family dinner privacy and would just greet her for photo session and autographs. Those are normal fans wait till you see the Datuks. I would imagine these Datuks, itchy ones yes, would just ignore me and the kids and would just crash into our dinner and sit by her side and take her hand and talk to her as if we are invisible and the kids would look at me with their big round eyes wondering, demanding an explaination on what the hell is going on and why is this old fart holding their mom's hand?

Come to think about it, it's too much pressure for a peasant, a commoner like me. I love fatty food, I roam at the street of Petaling , I love Burger Longkang, I hate itchy Datuks and I love my faded Astroboy t-shirt. In view of all the above I don't think I can be happy with Zeta and hence we have to go our separate ways sooner or later. Gosh I'm sobbing now... NOT!

After what I have been through, I thank god I met Bebet. With her I don't have to pretend and I get to keep my Bermuda and faded red Astroboy tees.

As for Rozita Che Wan, all the above is just for laugh please don't sue me cos I don't think I can afford the amount you demanded

Cheerio





- momot & Bebet -

P.ramlee says ... Dugaan...

Mama said if you're having too much fun,

you might shed some tears at the end of the... Joy (?)

Kinda hard to comprehend when I was a kid

but in a way there are some truth in it ...I guess.

Having a blast of a time few days ago. Should've known it won't last that long :)

But then,
I am grateful that it was fun while it last you know

Alhamdulilah

Like how P.Ramlee put it "...dugaan... :)"

till then,

oh

by the way, have i told you I just got myself a Mac?

it's bloody fast :)

- momot & Bebet -

Happy anniversary Bebet

Bebet!

Happy anniversary !

Gosh 210 days

What a journey

Hugs

- m o t i v a t i o n -

bismillah

ask yourself

how am i gonna love her for the rest of my life?
can i?
would i?
what if i fail?
doubtful? who doesn't

and at times you would just wanna burn the house down
murder her
drown her
prepare a noose to hang her
but you didn't

just do this...
it works most if not all the time

love her as if today is the last day of you life...

insyallah you will be fine

bread and butter

mission : kul-cdg... that's Kuala Lumpur to Charles De Gaulle paris you outsiders!!! Lol, don't be so sensitive now i'm just pulling your legs.

let see...

2 hours and more before... packing

7.50pm the day before, get ready,shower,dinner,hugs Bebet whenever i have the chance

8.50pm waiting for my pick up... late as usual

9.00pm bloody pick up still not here, so called the transport department,checked, yes there is a cab for you sir...the usual bla bla bla yada yada yada nevermind,more time for Bebet

9.10pm finally the cab arrived hugs and kisses for Bebet. Gonna miss you Bet, will be back in 3 days

9.15pm picked up another guy, a Captain. He started chatting but halfway started to bash the government and the company... sorry dude not interested. Played with my phone and text Bebet. Now, thats better.

10.00pm checked in my huge pink luggage

10.05pm in the Technical Crew lounge checking in for the flight Mh20... oh my partner is here. Says hi to everybody,how are you yada yada yada bla bla bla the whole social cycle you know. You can't force kindness. It's natural. sometime you give, most time you pretend to give. Doesn't apply to everybody. Don't start to compose your hate mail just yet :)

10.20pm reporting for the flight,checking the flight plan,checking the weather yada 3x bla 3x "pretend to be interested but i'm not mode" i'm doing the relieve crew anyways so you know...

10.35pm going to the aircraft,we are looking for a huge pink Boeing 777 200 series anybody know where it is? come on guys,i'm not that disinterested till i don't know where it is. It's in... let see C14 or if you want to be cool saying it, say it like this...repeat after me... Charlie one four. cool isn't it? and now i certify you, officially, aviator... wannabe lol

10.50pm stopped by the money changer my partner and my captain wants to change some Euro. Come on guys! Chop! Chop!

11.15pm in the aircraft, please note you aviator wannabe,do say AIRCRAFT instead of THE PLANE.. you sounds like one of those guys in fantasy Island if you mentioned the latter a big no no

1120pm check the aircraft documentation,service records,the whole yada3x bla 3x process. trust me, you don't wanna know. It's boring

I forgot to mention it to you, usually if we flies to Europe there will be more often than not a so called slot time given. We are flying the Northern Route to Paris so due to this very high 'hill' called Himalaya, there will be a bottleneck of aircraft wanting to go on the same route and level ( that's thousands of feet that we cruise). To avoid this and save everybody the time and fuel,we were given a designated time to cross a certain waypoint so that everybody will be happy and would not fight over the route and level. Do you even understand what i'm saying? it's a mouthful i know read it back,slowly

1135pm since i'm doing the relieve team,i have to do the 'walk around' it is literally that. walking around the aircraft to have a look at the landing gear ( that's the wheels,say landing gear if you wanna be cool) the fuselage ( the body of the aircraft ) and engines. But not limited to that i'm just cutting it short so you would not stop reading and starts clicking your farmville tab

5 minutes later in back in my aircraft. Our slot for tonight is 0009 the next day, thats 1209am.

The plan is starts boarding at 1135pm and push back ( thats the term for pushing back the aircraft from the bay for the start ) at 1155pm

somehow I knew it's gonna happen. Murphy smile on us tonight and 3 passengers missing. Went to look for them and boarding only completed at 1203am. Now we only have 6 minutes to start,taxy and take off. Like how Freddie Mercury say it "Under pressure!"

1210am Yeeehawww!! airbourne. We made it! What if we miss the slot time ? The departure will be reschedule for another hour. Bad idea. Like how the Chinaman say it... die die must airbourne

flight time for tonight is 12hours and 25 minutes and i will be resting for half of those.

to cut the story short we arrived at 650 am Paris sunday morning. Time difference is minus 6 hours so that's 1250pm afternoon in Kuala Lumpur

but i will quote everything in malaysian time so you won't be confused :)

reached my room at 1330pm ( 730am paris ) chat with Bebet,checked my Airlines Manager and My pet. plan is to go out at 2pm paris. I hardly had any sleep in the aircraft just now so i just might have to take a short nap later

630pm KL nappy time

thing about having a nap in a hotel with your body clock still maintaining KL time is you tend to over do it heheheh

I woke up at 6 am the next day.Yup i slept for 12 hours

and now it's 2am in Paris,nothing good on tv and nowhere to go. My wake up call is 7 hours from now and pick up is in 8 hours

and you think we are having fun? :)

of course we are...NOT!

till then ciao :)

happy anniversary bebet

good morning bebet
happy 6th months anniversary
hopefully more happy ones to come
i love you so very much
hugs
kisses
and more of the above :)

Orange Sunny From Hell

I think everybody has their own nightmare,believe system,values and the list goes on and on and on. Today I'm just gonna pick one, nightmare.

For people in PAS or Al Arqam their nightmare might be in the form of Megan Fox running to them fully stark naked in all her glory and begging to make love to them... well another man's nightmare is another man's wet dream... i guess

Mine? It's in the form of an Orange Nissan Sunny ... what the Fcuk? i hear you say? read on.

About a year or so ago me and my buddies tinkered with the idea of opening up a garage, where we can chill out and restore our cars.Yeah, we have a few old cars each. Toyotas, Nissans, Datsuns, Mazdas... you name it

So back to the story,

It's an open secret that i own a workshop and i talked about it openly with my colleagues. Oh! by the way I'm not a "garage worker" by trade.

End of December i received a call from one of my colleague.Here I'm just gonna address him as Mr fruity tutti. Mr fruity owns a 20 over years Nissan Sunny and 1 fine afternoon in December he called me for a meeting. There is no slightest indication of him wanting to sent his car for restoring and painting by the way. I quoted him RM 3500 and he passed me the key and agreed to leave his car with me. I also mentioned that the quoted amount would not include all the rubbers, front lamp-which has rusted from inside out from years of having shots and shots of rain water and the front bumper with holes that can actually house a few kitten.

Anyways all those parts,the rubber for 4 doors,the front bumper,the rubber for the front and rear windscreen, a new battery for the remote,a set of new abs rim cover, bulbs, a new battery and a new front plate number come to about RM750.

The car chassis was in a bad shape when we got the car.Both the left front and rear door was decorated with dent as if from a mafia drive by accident. The roof of the car was rigged with rust holes, yes no different from bullet holes from a botch short gun a-la Kurt Cobain suicide attempt.

The body works took about 6 days to complete,due to the fact that the 2 doors needing repairs and Mr Fruity wants a full painting i have decided to remove the whole interiors. It is near impossible to do the roof without removing the interiors. The dashboard was wrapped during the whole process. As with the paint process, my painter took a full 10 days from sanding to painting. Bear in mind,from the moment I received the key, the car didn't even left the garage and I actually took Mr fruity words that the car is in good shape for I have told him that we are not into engines and electrical repairs. Oh, we only start on the paint process 3rd week of January 2010 and the bodywork was completed a week before.

Through out all these process,Mr Fruity haven't make up his mind on what colour to be painted on his Sunny from hell. Just to brief you on a short "Painting 101" . A car that have been fully sanded and filled or bondoed whatever you wanna call it,should be paint as soon as the filler dried up.This is to avoid moisture to sip into the filler and retain water WHICH later will rust your car from the inside. Got it? So while waiting for Mr Fruity make up his mind,the Sunny of a bitches lay in the garage...waiting

Finally end of January Mr Fruity chose Solid orange for Sunny of a bitch. Which orange Momot? Do you think I'm gonna actually share with you my trade secret? Of course not silly! Well safe to say i didn't undercut him on quality. I used a very good and well known brand,which by the way is somewhere between 1 to 2 notch down from the top dollar paint. As for the clear coat,i didn't undercut him on that department too.

So what's the big deal with the clear coat Momot? Contrary to popular believe that the clear coat is not important, well, actually the clear coat IS 1 of the most important ingredient in the paint process. You pay peanuts you get peanuts. Something like that.

Back to our nightmare,

the Sunny from hell was done the 1st week of February 2010. Final inspection was the following week due to the fact that I am not around and a week of Chinese new year holiday. Since this guy is some senior in the company that I'm with, I actually checked and rechecked a lot of things on his car. This is when I noticed a lot of thing is wrong with the Sunny from hell.

The first thing that later snow balled into an avalanche is the car was unable to start. No crank, no tick nor kaput, nada zip nothing. I called the guy from a garage near ours, the guy also can't figure out what the hell is wrong with the Sunny from hell- I know! I Know! enough with the hate already but I can't help it,this car is really jinxed maybe Satan peed on this car for all I care. After doing a few calls i managed to ask 1 of my regular electrician to have a look and guess what? The fuse box has water mark in it. If you still remember, i wrapped the whole dashboard during the whole painting process so there is no way water can sip in the fuse box all that while. The relay for the starter has been short circuit due to that. Alarm was not working so I sent the car to a key and alarm specialist to have a look and guess what? the battery is flat so I replaced it and we gave it a try, thank god it worked. In between all that i managed to change the rim cover, front number plate and bought a set of front lamp bulb.

later that day I deliver the car to Mr fruityand I was tired as hell.

He had a look,and I knew he didn't like it. The car is missing the sun visor,the temperature is creeping to Hot range and the wiring in the trunk is like an octopus from outer space-really bad. For all this I admit it's my problem and we set another date for me to fix whatever is not right with the Sunny from hell.

A few days later I picked up the car and he passed a few remarks saying he should've sent the car to his friend and a few other remark that seems to me, came out from a sore loser. I'm kinda amazed on why people think that if their friend is having a business and if you give some business to that friend, you will get good discount and lower price. Hello dickhead haven't you learn already, lower price = bad job/lower quality/ bad material? God... you even have to pay 30 euro for a fuck. so what, if that hooker is a friend, you really think she's gonna give you free fuck or discounts? oh please... and all this shit during my day off?

so Sunny from hell part Dos

When i got the car, its very hard for us to start and I also noticed the water temperature is creeping. The engine fan is OK i can see that but the temperature keeps on creeping to the Hot zone. Honestly THIS, i can't fix or rather i don't wanna fix for i don't even know whether this is the car problem from the start or during its stay in my garage.

So here is what i did on the 2nd session. I tidied up the wires, cables and the trunk cable. I fixed the petrol door opener cable-the one where you push or pull from the side of your seat when you wanna fill gas. I actually resprayed the front vent grille- the one near the wiper, i resprayed the wiper and the front door rubber decoration. Re thread the screw for the trunk/petrol door opener yup its the same thing i mentioned just now. I go outta my way to change the worn rubber plug for the engine so it won't cause the engine to leak water. As I was test driving the car,it rained. the wiper malfunctioned. I went to see the wire man for the god knows how many time i lost count. He told me all this unable to start,wiper malfunction etc is because of the fuse box is in a bad state and it needs a replacement.

looking at my watch it's already close to 4:30 pm and in 1 hour it's going to be jam everywhere and have to sent the car to him as soon as possible. Last stop,my garage to install the window visors. while installing the visors I noticed that the temperature is just a few notch below H zone and take a peek at the the fan,guess what? it stopped working. So the whole process again, switch off engine-check fuse-check fan-working-restart engine- fuck! now the freaking battery almost flat.

As with any other customer that I handled, before delivery I will wash the car. While waiting I decided to have a few bottoms up of ice lemon tea near the car wash. Give it about half an hour or so then I went and collect the car. Time check? 5: 30 pm damn,I'm freaking late. Promised Bebet to bring her out... I'm s0o0oo gonna get fucked after this. So collect the key,pay the guy Rm7 crank... nothing... god... of all the time the bloody Sunny can go flat,it actually chose a car wash to die on me. So i ran to a car workshop nearby, bought a battery-install it-crank-thank god it worked.

So here I go, re-deliver the car. Jam as hell,but I managed and all the while keeps on checking on the water temperature and I still can see it going up and up and up. finally about 7pm I reached Mr Fruity's residence. He had a look and i briefed him on the problems (notice the 'S') of his car. He still insisted that the car was in good shape when he sent it to me,yeah right.

I reached home about 8 pm that day with my wife giving me the cold shoulder treatment. well I deserved it. I know I promised her but this Sunny from hell is really giving me the heartache and headache. Not to mention the stress. That's why I need to solve this once and for all.

last I heard from Mr fruity he called me a conman... well too bad. I tried though. Believe me I did my best. If you're not satisfy,too bad, that's the best i can do for you. I quit the garage business earlier this month. I just don't think it's even worth to consider anymore,the idea of having a garage I mean. Why not? well, people who are involved in business, they give their 110% or more and here I am doing it during my off day and yes I can clean up people shit-I'm referring to their car by the way :) - but this is too taxing on my well being. My credibility is at stake,my time... which i don't have much anyways. Lesson learned from all this? Never ever EVER ever EVER do business with you friends,colleague or boss if you want to remain friends

So what is you new hobby Momot? I'm doing photography nowadays. Its me versus me. So its okay i guess but hey! that's another story