this is NOT an emo post. this is what i classify as 'SPEAKING MY MIND AND THE TRUTH'
there are a few groups of idiotic morons that i honestly hate.
1. morons who use their high-lights when they drive. you fucking blind ah? trust me, i'd prefer to drive infront of a car with H.I.D then an asshole who uses his high-lights!
2. morons who overtake from the left and right without using their indicators.
3. morons who think their grandfather build the roads and come out of the junction any fucking time.
4. morons who thinks they're the richest and therefore look down on every single one. mother fucker, what makes you think i dont have money?! i might even have more then you and your family ever have! so fucking be humble! can?! other people got money too! nabeh..
5. morons who have come in at 10.30pm when the whole restaurants closing! go mamak which opens 24hours lah! don't you know some restaurant closes at 10.30???
6. morons who try too hard to impress the girls AT THE WRONG TIME OF THE DAY. bringing your girlfriend to a restaurant at 10.30pm isnt cool. did you know that we could add extra ingredients into your dish, without you knowing it? you wouldnt want that to happen would you?! never piss a chef. never.
7. morons who come to malaysia, act cocky, a friend gets killed, then say malaysians are bad.
id only like to elaborate on moron no7. in todays papers, a 22yr old Chad student was 'the wrong colour and he died because of it in Wangsa Maju, says fellow AFRICANs'. this is based on my personal experience, and not what i read from the papers. we malaysians, should kill them more, then let them leave and this place would be more peaceful without them. honestly. i live in a condo infested with these donkeys and all MOST OF THEM do, is create trouble. and say we, owners, purposely pick on them. WTF?! would you dare say it in my face?
im not 100% racist person. my bro-in-law is an indian. i would honestly have to say, some indians, malays, ibans, bidayuhs, penan, thai, sing, indonesians, africans, whatever AND chinese are very well behaved and educated. some are just plain idiots.
an example. i came home one morning at 4am odviously due to alcohol, and some donkey fucks were still having a house party. i really mean, A HOUSE PARTY. like fucking noisy till i could hear them from the ground floor and they were on the 10th floor? how could i tolerate that shit? some of you would know my temper. some of you might not. if you do, thank heavens you know. if you dont, better not piss me. my face tells a million expressions.
i mean, im not saying ALL africans or chad or wadever are bad but, because of a group of idiotic bastards like you, you're all the same to me. its like, when you buy a tray of eggs from the supermarket. if you crack open a few eggs and they're rotten, wouldnt you think that ALL are rotten? unless you've got nothing in the world to do but crack and try every fucking egg. right?
im sure there are different races who hate the chinese too because of what some other idiotic chinese did to them. i dont blame you. i hate some chinese too, ok?
im not emo. its just, THINK BEFORE YOU FUCKING DO SOMETHING?! and IF youre listed as any of the morons, do something about it. change mother fucker. change!
if i do not show up on msn or facebook or blog anymore,
ISA might have caught me.
i could be in my boxers sleeping on the floor with full blast aircon and eating shitty rice.
nabeh..
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
i have a dream..
i have a dream.
a dream of owning a restaurant.
a restaurant in kuching.
a kuching restaurant that serves italian, western and char kuey teow.
char kuey teow will never be on my list actually.
a full fine dining restaurant will never happen,
because of the target market.
would you pay rm30+ for a plate of pasta?
or would you prefer to pay rm3 for a plate of pasta?
if you do find a plate of pasta for rm3, please let me know.
you see? thats the problem with most people. not all.
most people arnt willing to pay even rm15 for a plate of pasta.
but did you count the cost of the ingredients?
you think cooking pasta is simple and cheap?
it takes time and effort. even a simple turkey ham spaghetti cabonara isnt as easy as it sounds.
unless you cook it, petaling street style.
so, back to the dream.
with the sky as my limit for dreams, i dream of the restaurant, day in day out.
from the menu, to the layout of the restaurant and kitchen, to the color of the walls to the type of tables and chairs to the drinks to the alcohol to the equipment to the pricing and the target market and worst part of all, the budget.
i know some might say im foolish to think too much and some might say its good, but abit too early to dream and some say, GOOD JOB, THINK MORE AND MORE. well, honestly, i cant stop myself but think and think and think and when i sleep, i imagine myself, 4 or 5 years from today, owning one of the most talked restaurant for its REASONABLE price, GOOD food, FRIENDLY boss, and, 'wah, really worth it leh' conversations when they leave after they put on 1kg after leaving the restaurant.
current problems i face which needs more thinking and solutions.
food authorities - rats
location- location plays a very important role. i could serve the bestest food in kuching but located at 7 1/2 mile, who the fucks coming for pizza and pasta? right? i currently have a few places to look out for. (sorry, i guess only kuching peeps would know where its at). 2 1/2 mile near kfc, jalan song near everise or the food court nearby friendship park, smack right in the city centre near mojo or soho (then we can go paaarrrtttyyyy after work) or somewhere opposite hilton kuching's main door. there are reasons why i chose these specific places. simple - target market. would i prefer to cater for only kuching peeps? or would i like to slaughter the ang mos too? you get my point?
concept - would it be just plain semi-relaxed-cozy dining which has a wine bar or would it have draft beers ; kilkenny, heineken, tiger, carlsberg and hoegarrden too? and would diners have to eat then they could be seated, or could they come and chill and drink beer?
money - cost of renovation and etc cannot be revealed yet because, i cant give even the estimated amount due to the increased price of petrol which made every thing else increase except my salary. nabeh. but from my unpredictable estimations, its going to take up around rm400k, excluding rental or price of the shoplot. rm400k includes kitchen equipment, cutleries, crockery, lightings, paint, mirrors, sound system, food stock and etc.
i guess thats all i can say for now. till i have more brilliant full of dreams dream.
do drop by and ask me whatever you would want to ask.
i wont mind ideas to make me dream more dreams! =)
im a big big boy, in a big big world with some big big dweams!
a dream of owning a restaurant.
a restaurant in kuching.
a kuching restaurant that serves italian, western and char kuey teow.
char kuey teow will never be on my list actually.
a full fine dining restaurant will never happen,
because of the target market.
would you pay rm30+ for a plate of pasta?
or would you prefer to pay rm3 for a plate of pasta?
if you do find a plate of pasta for rm3, please let me know.
you see? thats the problem with most people. not all.
most people arnt willing to pay even rm15 for a plate of pasta.
but did you count the cost of the ingredients?
you think cooking pasta is simple and cheap?
it takes time and effort. even a simple turkey ham spaghetti cabonara isnt as easy as it sounds.
unless you cook it, petaling street style.
so, back to the dream.
with the sky as my limit for dreams, i dream of the restaurant, day in day out.
from the menu, to the layout of the restaurant and kitchen, to the color of the walls to the type of tables and chairs to the drinks to the alcohol to the equipment to the pricing and the target market and worst part of all, the budget.
i know some might say im foolish to think too much and some might say its good, but abit too early to dream and some say, GOOD JOB, THINK MORE AND MORE. well, honestly, i cant stop myself but think and think and think and when i sleep, i imagine myself, 4 or 5 years from today, owning one of the most talked restaurant for its REASONABLE price, GOOD food, FRIENDLY boss, and, 'wah, really worth it leh' conversations when they leave after they put on 1kg after leaving the restaurant.
current problems i face which needs more thinking and solutions.
food authorities - rats
location- location plays a very important role. i could serve the bestest food in kuching but located at 7 1/2 mile, who the fucks coming for pizza and pasta? right? i currently have a few places to look out for. (sorry, i guess only kuching peeps would know where its at). 2 1/2 mile near kfc, jalan song near everise or the food court nearby friendship park, smack right in the city centre near mojo or soho (then we can go paaarrrtttyyyy after work) or somewhere opposite hilton kuching's main door. there are reasons why i chose these specific places. simple - target market. would i prefer to cater for only kuching peeps? or would i like to slaughter the ang mos too? you get my point?
concept - would it be just plain semi-relaxed-cozy dining which has a wine bar or would it have draft beers ; kilkenny, heineken, tiger, carlsberg and hoegarrden too? and would diners have to eat then they could be seated, or could they come and chill and drink beer?
money - cost of renovation and etc cannot be revealed yet because, i cant give even the estimated amount due to the increased price of petrol which made every thing else increase except my salary. nabeh. but from my unpredictable estimations, its going to take up around rm400k, excluding rental or price of the shoplot. rm400k includes kitchen equipment, cutleries, crockery, lightings, paint, mirrors, sound system, food stock and etc.
i guess thats all i can say for now. till i have more brilliant full of dreams dream.
do drop by and ask me whatever you would want to ask.
i wont mind ideas to make me dream more dreams! =)
im a big big boy, in a big big world with some big big dweams!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
luckiest grandson in kuching..
he weights no more then 10kg.
his length is no more then 1metre long.
all he does is drink milk, play, try to talk, sleep, poo, piss, cry, drink milk, travel from mummy's house to grandma's house in his recaro car seats in the back seat.
he gets allll the love from his grandma and grandpa.
he keeps his grandma on her toes.
he makes his uncle jason play with him.
he gets attention by crying when he smells his mummy and daddy.
he's 2 and a half months old now. (started crying 1st july 08)
he gets so much attention when he goes to church.
everybody wants to see what a chindian baby looks like.
chindian babies in kuching are very very rare, you see?
HIS GRANDPARENTS LOVE HIM MORE THEN THEY LOVE THEIR OWN SON!!!
HOW COULD THAT BE???!!!!!!!
sigh....
i wish i was the baby.
i wish i could produce babies soon.
than again,
why the hell would i want babies when i dont even have a wife?
i dont want to be called UNCLE and DADDY so soon yet!
ahh..lets cut the crap..
He's Jay Vikneswaran
Production of Vikneswaran & Jacqueline. =)
Jay was supposed to be JOANNE
but, oops, wrong number.
maybe next time..
SO.....
this is the baby i was talking about.
smile...
and he smiles back.
disturb him and..
he might want to punch you.
be sweet and nice to him,
he might cuddle you.
and he smiles back, AGAIN.
make funny faces,
and he makes them too!
scold him,
=(
feed him too much milk,
he plays with it.
LOOK AT ALL HIS TOYS!!!!
he wonders why there are only 6 dwarfs.
then he tries to think..
and,
decided toys were not important.
sleepings more important!
YAY I LIKE HIM! WE THINK ALIKE!! =)
he tries to sleep, but his paparazzi grandma and uncle jason keeps taking photos.
this is when he wants has enough beer and wants to sleep.
this is when he has NO BEER.
he thinks the green fox is a can of heineken.
i think THATS his beer.
=)
his length is no more then 1metre long.
all he does is drink milk, play, try to talk, sleep, poo, piss, cry, drink milk, travel from mummy's house to grandma's house in his recaro car seats in the back seat.
he gets allll the love from his grandma and grandpa.
he keeps his grandma on her toes.
he makes his uncle jason play with him.
he gets attention by crying when he smells his mummy and daddy.
he's 2 and a half months old now. (started crying 1st july 08)
he gets so much attention when he goes to church.
everybody wants to see what a chindian baby looks like.
chindian babies in kuching are very very rare, you see?
HIS GRANDPARENTS LOVE HIM MORE THEN THEY LOVE THEIR OWN SON!!!
HOW COULD THAT BE???!!!!!!!
sigh....
i wish i was the baby.
i wish i could produce babies soon.
than again,
why the hell would i want babies when i dont even have a wife?
i dont want to be called UNCLE and DADDY so soon yet!
ahh..lets cut the crap..
He's Jay Vikneswaran
Production of Vikneswaran & Jacqueline. =)
Jay was supposed to be JOANNE
but, oops, wrong number.
maybe next time..
SO.....
this is the baby i was talking about.smile...
and he smiles back.disturb him and..
he might want to punch you.be sweet and nice to him,
he might cuddle you.smile with him again,
and he smiles back, AGAIN.make funny faces,
and he makes them too!scold him,
=(feed him too much milk,
he plays with it.LOOK AT ALL HIS TOYS!!!!
he wonders why there are only 6 dwarfs.
then he tries to think..and,
decided toys were not important.
sleepings more important!
YAY I LIKE HIM! WE THINK ALIKE!! =)
he tries to sleep, but his paparazzi grandma and uncle jason keeps taking photos.
this is when he wants has enough beer and wants to sleep.
this is when he has NO BEER.
he thinks the green fox is a can of heineken.i think THATS his beer.
=)
Monday, September 15, 2008
*sobs*
with all the shit im going thru, i called mummy the other day.....
since i dont have a photo of me calling her, the next photo will tell u everything.
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
taken during france trip
Me : Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmyyyyyyy........ i want go homeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Mum : Crazy boy you
Me : I can hear Jay cryingggg...he misses me tooooooooooo...let me go hooooooomeeeeee....
Jay : onnnggg ehhhhhhhhhh (you know, the way babies cry)
taken 2 july 2008. Jay, 1st morning in the world.
HEHE! i was just kidding. demands for pictures in the blog is getting higher and higher so i might as well put some photos..
and i was forced to put this following picture... =_=
no comments and no i dont need your comments..
peekaboo...i see you... =_="
now you happy? sigh.. no recent photos. sorry.
ladies still wanna take a ride in my car? =)
since i dont have a photo of me calling her, the next photo will tell u everything.
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
taken during france trip
Me : Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmyyyyyyy........ i want go homeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Mum : Crazy boy you
Me : I can hear Jay cryingggg...he misses me tooooooooooo...let me go hooooooomeeeeee....
Jay : onnnggg ehhhhhhhhhh (you know, the way babies cry)
taken 2 july 2008. Jay, 1st morning in the world.
HEHE! i was just kidding. demands for pictures in the blog is getting higher and higher so i might as well put some photos..
and i was forced to put this following picture... =_=
no comments and no i dont need your comments..
peekaboo...i see you... =_="now you happy? sigh.. no recent photos. sorry.
ladies still wanna take a ride in my car? =)work related ORGASM!
imagine, working and trying to be as fast as you can to make a pizza from the dough right up to serving the pizza, HOT, in the shortest time ever. it takes alot of training and time to get it right. perfectly cooked and brown pizza. no burns, perfectly 10inch ROUND. 3weeks of working and im getting there, closer n closer day by day.
worst of all, when there are 6pizzas waiting to be done, 2 in the oven and 3more new orders coming in. ur working ur ass off to keep up with the timing..10mins max is the time im 'given' to start from fresh pizza dough from the fridge to a pizza with toppings, which come in randomly from turkey ham special to smoked duck to seafood pizza to smoked salmon to pepperoni and back to turkey ham again. among the few pizzas i make daily. its tiring. honestly. my body aches from palms to biceps and triceps to lower back and feet!
when it all seems like a fucked up day with so many people wanting to eat pizza, its nice when someone comes in, asks whos the new pizza chef and compliments that the pizza she ate was nice. like duh, u gotta see who made it, OK?! =) but dear ma'am, thanks for the compliments but unfortunatly, you're not the first. i had a few compliments in the past few days. good job sTp.
its also best to know that, even when this is my first job, a freshee like me has got more brains then other uneducated little fucks. i need not elaborate more. its just plain work orgasm at the end of the day, i know ive spent rm100+k and the past 4years of higher education has came to good use.
and when people compliment the chef who made the pizza. thanking you.
stp wants to go bald. ok? can la... can or not?
worst of all, when there are 6pizzas waiting to be done, 2 in the oven and 3more new orders coming in. ur working ur ass off to keep up with the timing..10mins max is the time im 'given' to start from fresh pizza dough from the fridge to a pizza with toppings, which come in randomly from turkey ham special to smoked duck to seafood pizza to smoked salmon to pepperoni and back to turkey ham again. among the few pizzas i make daily. its tiring. honestly. my body aches from palms to biceps and triceps to lower back and feet!
when it all seems like a fucked up day with so many people wanting to eat pizza, its nice when someone comes in, asks whos the new pizza chef and compliments that the pizza she ate was nice. like duh, u gotta see who made it, OK?! =) but dear ma'am, thanks for the compliments but unfortunatly, you're not the first. i had a few compliments in the past few days. good job sTp.
its also best to know that, even when this is my first job, a freshee like me has got more brains then other uneducated little fucks. i need not elaborate more. its just plain work orgasm at the end of the day, i know ive spent rm100+k and the past 4years of higher education has came to good use.
and when people compliment the chef who made the pizza. thanking you.
stp wants to go bald. ok? can la... can or not?
Friday, September 12, 2008
Call me Theodore, the Penistologist
working makes me crazy.
so i had to make myself happy.
a random conversation with a friend in singapore while on break.
i make people happy. =)
Jeffrey - contented says:
wat time u nid to go back to work?
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
6pm start work
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
in 45mins i need go shower n make up edi
Jeffrey - contented says:
hahaha
Jeffrey - contented says:
make up ur ti ti ha.. must make it pang pang just in case of emergency right?
Jeffrey - contented says:
rmbr to trim also..
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
haha y wan trim
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
me not angmo leh...bushy then got shiok mah
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
the hair tickle the tip of the mei mei
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
hahaha
Jeffrey - contented says:
trim make ur ti ti looks more HUMONGOUS
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
its edi big enuff so no need make it humongous! later girls faint b4 i even enter, how?
Jeffrey - contented says:
hahaha
Jeffrey - contented says:
true true..
Jeffrey - contented says:
must make it more stylo milo ma
Jeffrey - contented says:
imagine ur ti ti got crew cut..
Jeffrey - contented says:
steady pong pi pi man
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
no ler when u crew cut, it makes 'it' look very tame
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
let it grow wild, reflects on the 'thing' as well...
Jeffrey - contented says:
means when "it" is not erected u cut short hair
Jeffrey - contented says:
but when "it" is erected must wear wig la?!
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
no ler...its lik a hummer u noe...
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
u dont hafta pop the hood to noe its a big powerful engine..by looking at the size of the car ud already noe it at least has a v8 4litre 12cylinder twin turbo or sum shit lik dat
Jeffrey - contented says:
hahahaha
Jeffrey - contented says:
wah.. pro sial..
Jeffrey - contented says:
not onli a chef but a penistologist..
Jeffrey - contented says:
lol
=)
i made 21 pizza orders yesterday. (thursday) 16 alone during the night! in 2hours. the day before (wednesday) made 18 pizzas. 14 at night.
pizza orders were back-to-back.
one order goes out, 2 in the baking process, 2 more orders come in.
its not much but for a person who just started work 2weeks ago, thats fucking alot!
it drives me nuts. plus, aircon isnt an aircon. more like just air.
working infront of the oven set at 280-300 degrees,
i just feel like im in the sauna for 8hours a day.
honestly, im quite enjoying work. its just the backache which is killing me softly.
i hope to blog about pizzas soon.
the process of making the dough and making the pizza with different toppings and methods.
but wait till i aint so busy and i get a camera. heh.. =)
so i had to make myself happy.
a random conversation with a friend in singapore while on break.
i make people happy. =)
Jeffrey - contented says:
wat time u nid to go back to work?
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
6pm start work
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
in 45mins i need go shower n make up edi
Jeffrey - contented says:
hahaha
Jeffrey - contented says:
make up ur ti ti ha.. must make it pang pang just in case of emergency right?
Jeffrey - contented says:
rmbr to trim also..
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
haha y wan trim
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
me not angmo leh...bushy then got shiok mah
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
the hair tickle the tip of the mei mei
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
hahaha
Jeffrey - contented says:
trim make ur ti ti looks more HUMONGOUS
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
its edi big enuff so no need make it humongous! later girls faint b4 i even enter, how?
Jeffrey - contented says:
hahaha
Jeffrey - contented says:
true true..
Jeffrey - contented says:
must make it more stylo milo ma
Jeffrey - contented says:
imagine ur ti ti got crew cut..
Jeffrey - contented says:
steady pong pi pi man
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
no ler when u crew cut, it makes 'it' look very tame
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
let it grow wild, reflects on the 'thing' as well...
Jeffrey - contented says:
means when "it" is not erected u cut short hair
Jeffrey - contented says:
but when "it" is erected must wear wig la?!
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
no ler...its lik a hummer u noe...
s[T]p : Take Me DRUNK, I'm Home!! says:
u dont hafta pop the hood to noe its a big powerful engine..by looking at the size of the car ud already noe it at least has a v8 4litre 12cylinder twin turbo or sum shit lik dat
Jeffrey - contented says:
hahahaha
Jeffrey - contented says:
wah.. pro sial..
Jeffrey - contented says:
not onli a chef but a penistologist..
Jeffrey - contented says:
lol
=)
i made 21 pizza orders yesterday. (thursday) 16 alone during the night! in 2hours. the day before (wednesday) made 18 pizzas. 14 at night.
pizza orders were back-to-back.
one order goes out, 2 in the baking process, 2 more orders come in.
its not much but for a person who just started work 2weeks ago, thats fucking alot!
it drives me nuts. plus, aircon isnt an aircon. more like just air.
working infront of the oven set at 280-300 degrees,
i just feel like im in the sauna for 8hours a day.
honestly, im quite enjoying work. its just the backache which is killing me softly.
i hope to blog about pizzas soon.
the process of making the dough and making the pizza with different toppings and methods.
but wait till i aint so busy and i get a camera. heh.. =)
Sunday, September 7, 2008
je suis dying!
ive been working since 26th aug.
ive been making italian pizzas, garlic bread, and more pizzas.
ive been working from 11am-3pm and 6pm-11pm, 6days a week.
my off day is every monday.
i am really exhausted.
someone take me to the beach for 1month?
streamyx has been installed and is working
but, im still stuck on how to install the bloody wireless router!
knnccb.
will update when possible.
recipes on how to make your own pizza and bread?
and maybe your own burger patties
or pasta.
see my mood how lah.
ive been making italian pizzas, garlic bread, and more pizzas.
ive been working from 11am-3pm and 6pm-11pm, 6days a week.
my off day is every monday.
i am really exhausted.
someone take me to the beach for 1month?
streamyx has been installed and is working
but, im still stuck on how to install the bloody wireless router!
knnccb.
will update when possible.
recipes on how to make your own pizza and bread?
and maybe your own burger patties
or pasta.
see my mood how lah.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
