Fancy some Fancy Noodles?

I remembered that I was just a kid back then(hairs at certain area still not completely grown finish), when my dad brought the whole family for a treat at this place. He promised us that this will be one of the finest and tastiest meals that we had ever eaten. Indeed, the noodles are so uncommon at first sight. I never spotted such noodles over here in Subang Jaya and no need to say, even in Skudai. The first thought that went through my mind when I first saw this place. "Where the fuck are we going? How the fuck hell will this place will have nice food?"

When I walked into the restaurant, I beginning to doubt my father even more. Only when the food were served, I knew I made a mistake. My father was right and the food taste so good, I still drools over it even after all these years. I really should try to remember the proverb that goes "Don't judge a DVD by its cover, it may contains the best porn ever".....

Enough of the crappy introduction, me and my brother head over to Old Klang Road in desperation to satisfy our craving after all the years. We managed to made circles around that area and still wonders why that place is so darn hard to find. Eventually we got misled by this dude on the phone who goes by the name YW....

YW: Go opposite Yan Yan that area, all the way straight you can see the post office(I've read that the restaurant is near a post office)...Then the restaurant is behind there..
Me & My Bro: Wooookayyyy....*eyes glittered up as we are near there*

(After 15 minutes of rounding)

Me: Where the fuck is the post office?
My Bro:Wait, I ask that guard.....Bang, Sini ada post office ka?
Guard: Itu peti surat sini ada...Post office besar tu tarak...Itu mau pergi OUG sana baru ada

Me and My bro got stunned seriously and drove off...However we saw some stalls by the roadside so we figure what the heck, and we just moved on to check out all the stalls...We were down and frustrated as we cannot locate the place BUT THEN.....I saw a sign pointing towards SRJK Choong Wen directly in front of our car and i remembered seeing a blog that says the shop was located near that school...I called my brother and we two went over to look around and WE FOUND IT!!!!! The shop already closed so we decided to just come back the following day...

We went there this time with Gavin. He apparently claimed my brother woke him up and force him to waste a pack of chicken rice..but...I dun think me and my brother cares...hahaha My Brother was telling gavin al sorts of cock stories in the car and here is some of it..

My Bro: I must eat this Shu Fun today no matter what...I think God is giving me a sign to go eat it. It is my destiny to eat this and I must fulfill it....
Me: I did told you that may be that place open till 3 only right?
My Bro: Yeah...If it closed then we come back tonight...I must eat it TODAY no matter what...my destiny is waiting to be fulfilled

Cut short the crap....Ever wonder why we were so stupid to be unable to locate the place? Let me show you... Here's why....

Saw where the Wira is...that's my brother and Gavin standing in front of the ENTRANCE to the shop...What? What backdoor? Still wonders why we had a hard time finding it?

Remember this bloody gate...Turn into it as u go along Old Klang Road...It's located before the turning to Kuchai Lama

The interior of the shop...pure classic...swt.....

Ho Chiak logo and also many newspaper cuttings around the shop...I wasn't lying when I said the food kick ass.....
First we have this Fried Tapioca Noodles...Shu Fen Kan...I think that's how to translate it...hahaha Don't worry..those are not worms

Fried Pak Kor....It's actually white rice sticks...Looks like Fried Kuey Teow? Who needs Kuey Teow when we had Pak Kor? Tastier and seems more natural...

Oat plus pork ribs and then DEEP FRIED....My personal favourite

I seriously recommend those ppl in KL and had never tried before Fried Tapioca Noodles...Get your ass up and head over this place in Old Klang Road which opens from 11.30a.m. to 3p.m. and then 6p.m. to 9 something p.m. (That's what the worker there told me.....) First time doing a food blog....Leave me some comment and click my ads....>.<

One of the Greatest Love

Have it ever crossed your mind that LOVE do comes in all sorts of form and most of the time, in a surprising way? The thought crossed my mind every single day without fail which usually followed up by tonnes of unanswered questions. One of the greatest love of my life is also one of the greatest mystery of all time. I often wonder how the love emotion linked the both of us despite all the differences that we had. Her very appearance doesn't really appeal to me ESPECIALLY when she cries. My appearance is somehow also not her ideal which I too wonders why...

She's not the type of woman that I like and when i said this, I DO MEAN IT!! I could find tonnes of flaws within her and I could just simply named a few in record time. I hate her stubbornness most of the times especially when she thinks she's right even when she's clearly in the wrong. We had tonnes of arguments in the past and usually left unanswered and magically vanished in matters of time. I even remembered the cold wars we had which lasted for a month long or may be longer if I'm not mistaken. Her ego and my ego are just like Robbie Keane and Fernando Torres which means no matter how good we are, we could not blend well together. I could not forget how she mistreated me and how unfair she was towards me. Sometimes, we just hated each of our presence and wonders why do we still stick around. Sometimes, a simple word from her could make me frown all day and also days that we had nothing to say. How awkward our relationship is and also the rough times we had could simply outnumbered the amount of views in Susan Boyle's youtube videos.

How bad can our relationship goes? Most of the time we disagree with each other. When she poke her nose into my private affairs, I really hated her. When she tries to request something from me, I often thinks she's overboard with it but APPARENTLY she don't. Sometimes I hate talking to her as though I'm speaking Greek and she's speaking Spanish. Our differences varies and we hate what the other person likes. she always thinks she's correct and I always appear to be the wrong one EVEN if I argue with someone else instead. She never really shows me any support and I do not know how to support her.

She yelled at me countless time as I shut my mouth when in the end she magically claims that she never yelled. I always almost had a heart attack everytime she drives and she seems like to have heart attack even before I start my engine. I could not stand her voice but yet will not get bored of it. Each fight we had always end up me giving up trying to knock some sense into her. Each time I try to find a reason not to give up, she's always there to become that reason. I hate her and yet I love her. I always wonder what type of fate could bind us together and everytime I'm being pulled away from her, she will reels me back.

She had made many sacrifices which I did not knew of and the love that she had for me is greater than life itself. She did not realise how much I love her and most of the time, she seems to give up on telling me how she feels. This post is specially dedicated to you, My Greatest Love and I'm not sure if you will ever read it. I have difficulties in expressing my feelings for you which is actually a surprise with an outspoken nature I had. So, I'm gonna embarrassed myself in this post just for you by saying all mushy stuff and readers that doesn't like it, you can just close this page and before u do...PLEASE CLICK ON MY ADS XD !!!

I Love You, Mom and a very Happy Birthday(9th July) to You

Your sacrifices are clearly shown from your thin and frail body. Your countless headaches reflects your worries over this family. I will never forget how you always end up bringing things I forgot. I will never forget how you make cold jokes which resulted me being stunned speechless. I will never forget how you beat the crap out of me especially when I'm young and always end up running crying towards grandmother who protected me all the time. I will not forget and love how hard you tried to make ends meet by working and taking care of us at the same time without employing maid(that's why I don't like maids).

I will not forget how hopeless I was once and how upset you were about me. But I do hope you don't forget how I always find you when I had nightmares during young age. I will never forget how late you stay up beside me when I'm sick and how happy you were when I get good grades. However, I will also never forget how you whoop my candyass if the results are just slightly above average(she had too much expectation on me that slightly above average is never enough). I could go on and on and on but I think that's enough for now.

No matter how different both of our characters are, it is a fact that your are the Only mother for me. The days we fought are countless but the days we had are priceless. IF you think arguing with me is bad then look at the bright side, AT LEAST I'm talking to you..hahaha I talk when I cares, I shut up when I don't really give a fuck..(If you read this then you will know that your son is a serial curser) I'm sorry for the sins I'm done and thank you for the love you had shown to me. The only thing I wish to change about now is I would wish to change my attitude to be able to communicate with you more effectively. Apparently, I inherited your stubbornness and I could not do anything about it. I also inherited dad's inability to express love properly. At least this proves that I'm your son and will always be and proud to be. Thank you for all that you had done for me, I'll always pray for the family and once more...

Happy Birthday and I love you, Mom....

The Misunderstood Stereotype

It has always been a fact that I'm always being misunderstood. I've been misunderstood by people from all walks of life in my whole life and what's first appear to be annoyance turn out to be something I'm proud of. My outlook had projected so many types of stereotypes that I don't even belong to and some of them even said they don't judge a book by its cover. I've never met anyone that had been more often being misunderstood than myself. Therefore, this post should dedicate to myself and also to enlighten my fellow readers with a bit of comedy of my life.

1.Serious and cool
I think the most misunderstood part of me is that I'm a serious and cool person from the first sight. A BIG NO for you people who had a single thought of that. I can be as wacky, crazy, joker, and outgoing person as u dare me to be. I've made tonnes of sarcastic jokes, comments, insults and also not to mention unlimited supply of pranks and punch lines that people would not believe i made them when they first met me. My dumbshits include insulting a "gangster" sarcastically openly in a class while everyone is looking, cutting up a sanitary pad for fun(it was given free at school, curiosity took over and a friend of mine threw it from 4th floor to ground floor in front of the discipline teacher), threwing firecrackers into a house way past midnight, playing with school fire extinguishers, scratching ppl's car and many more which i shall not reveal for now....I'm a prankster, joker, insulter or whatever thatn links me up with sarcasm...

2.Malay, Gangster, VCD seller, bla bla bla bla
Seriously I'm always mistaken as a Malay when i used to work in Fajar...My fucking nametag was there and people smehow did not bother to look at it before start speaking to me... My name is written Lee Huangshi and not Mohd Lee bin something something...I admit i was dark that time and my fluency of BM was not of the normal Chinese Ah Bengs...That doesn't mean I'm Malay..8 out of 10 Chinese customers will speak to me in BM without much hesitation and being a playful nature myself, I replied back to them in BM...When I brought their shoes over to the counter, I spoke to them in Cantonese and the look on their face...PRICELESS...Imagine how shock they were spending half an hour speaking totally broken BM with countless long stops in between words, asking me countless times do I understand them, USING HAND SIGNALS to convey their message and I remembered one deliberately ask her daughter to communicate with me which end up the daughter shoot her back by saying I'm a chinese and why the heck need to converse in BM....

This picture taken before I quit the job in Fajar to study Form 6..Do I look like a Malay? zzz

I remembered some of my tuition friends and Form 6 friends thought I was some kind of problem child, gangster, otai or whatever u called it within the first glance....They do not dare to approach me and even curious why their friend which is my good friend also...be able to mix so well with me...Apparently they too became my good friends hahahahahaha
Once a police look at my driver's license and IC then...

Police A : Ini.....tak pernah buat apa-apa salah kan?
Me : Huh? Tak ( In my heart yelling WTF!! CB!! )
Police A : Oooo...Photo dalam lesen handsome sangat la.. hahaha
Me : *forcing a sarcastic smile*........(I'm a master of sarcasm and I knew a sarcasm when I heard one)

This picture was made in hurry with photoshop as Devella wanted to view it so badly..Guess she's too freaking excited on how screwed up i look hahaha
After i came out of prison(it's a joke just in case someone really thought so), THIS IS how i currently look like....gained some weight, change the bloody hairstyle, shaved....most importantly.. I SMILED XD hahahaha

DVD sellers...Although I did not dye my hair blonde like most of the DVD Ah Bengs did nor carry a porch bags(I didn't do it that time...not now)......I was browsing through DVD and customer do approach me to request for the titles...There was once...PORN...That uncle came over to ask..."nice ah this one? how much?"....

3. Smoker
I seriously do not think how the hell that we can detect a smoker just by outlook....We see people in suits smoking, Ah Beng smoking, Nerd smoking and the list goes on....How the fuck people find it hard to believe I don't smoke? I do not carry a lighter or a ciggarette box, my lips are fine red...There was once a Malay girl came into my store request me for a lighter which I told her the truth I don't have one...She got stunned and ask if i smokes which i replied no....I SERIOUSLY NOT BULLSHITTING that she STARED at me without saying ANYTHING for the next 10 seconds....I too was stunned by her action and she only LEAVE when i assure to her AGAIN that I don't smoke..I am sure I do not have a problem saying I don't smoke...The expression she made as though I just told her I'm her mother or some shit...

4.I can't speak English or I can't speak Mandarin or Cantonese
When I speak to people in English, they thought I'm pure banana...FYI, I am only a half-breed banana...I can bloody understand when u are insulting me in mandarin and especially cantonese(incidents happen at Fajar again)....People who i start conversing with mandarin from the beginning i met them, having a hard to time to accept that I could speak fluently in English(you know who you are and i know you are reading this but u r not the only one haha)...

5.I'm not a pro in English or Mandarin either...
Just because i happens to speak Mandarin but that doesn't mean I could read them...My boss's daughters( 8 and 9 years old respectively ) ask ME, the fucking half-breed banana to test their MANDARIN skills...I was like wtf...I couldn't even recognize more than 20 Chinese characters and how the fuck am I going to teach them..I told them countless time that I do not know and they took quite a long time accepting it...Cute girls though....Same goes for people who do not believe i just started speaking less than 2 years...
And just because I could write long essays, that doesn't mean I'm a fucking walking dictionary..Don't shocked when I do not know the word that you dunno...I'm only human and i guess since u can not know it then why i can't be the same? My English is not as good as many thought I am even my family members =.=... Just slightly above average...I can only speak decent enough to differentiate me from normal Ah Bengs...It's already hilarious enough that I somehow dunno how look like one, I do not need my language to be like one too...T.T

That's all from me..Hope you guys enjoyed it...Not much picture to post coz lazy to upload with such a slow internet connection...lol

4SRI Assessment

This post came in a bit late due to many problems I had faced... I had been through a lot of problems emotionally and mentally which explains my lack of motivation to blog...A tribute is a MUST no matter how late this post came in...I did not have enough materials to blog on as I had to rush back to KL before I could gather as much information as I need to blog...So I'll do my best for my seniors...

Their Final Year Projects are divided into 3 categories which are Design for the Handicapped(Major), Dining in 2015(Minor) and also Traditional Innovation(Minor)...I Will not blog about every projects but just a few selective ones becoz there are just too many of them...So no hard feelings for those that i do not mentioned here (not that i care anyway)... Presenting the projects without much introduction about it.....

Woo Kin Hee's car...Seriously, i salute him for designing this car alone as we need a group of people to do it...If your fellow readers think that our cars are cute(Shell Eco Marathon project), then this is the bomb...waaaayyyy cute...

Ilham...He got an 'A'...what else can i further say?

Nik(i think that's his name)...seriously love his craftmanship...look below

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Tadah.......a clock...he manually done the carvings himself which took him 50 days for perfection...I seriously doubt I can do this perfect with 50 weeks time given...Seriously the best among the best in crafting..haha

Tommy Law...I seriously might fork out money to buy his CD holder(above)...

Lee Chengyi...haha he did ask for my opinion of his work and panel when they just done setting up because his panels and sketches are not as outstanding as others...I replied "more doesn't mean good" haha i too prefer quality over quantity...i rather own a Nissan Fairlady than hundreds Proton Waja...I fairly think it is a job well-done...I like all 3 of the projects even the clock although i'm not a fan of table clocks..lol

This looks like something alien and out of the box....I do like crazy looking stuff and this design hit the spot...haha

I like his idea of a portable power-wheel or whatever it is..From his panel and design, it seems that we can use this for all sorts of wheelchair...hell yeah, who bothers buying a brand new power wheel chair, a motor or whatever when they can get this product that suits every wheelchair....Thumbs up for the idea and money-saving-motivation....I bet this concept is much more marketable than any of the other products for OKU(orang kurang upaya)...I'm not sure though that is this sort of product already out in the market or an original idea from Chengyi himself....

Frank Wong Kah Fei...You've got ur 15 minutes of fame here...

I like how the layout design of the chessboard and chess piece are done..Modern and Tradional Design are very well blended in my opinion...Heard the chess piece models were done by Fiona, well done..they were very well done especially for someone who once told me that she hate touching putty and will try every possible way to avoid them haha..However, the overall structure of 2 triangles' tip touching each other is SOOOOOO not my type.....They dun seem to blend well enough with the chess piece and chessboard layout in my opinion...
A stylish motorcycle for the handicapped is needed especially for Mat Rempits that had become handicapped from motorcycle accidents..

Since it's hard to come out with the design of a motorcycle alone...I've gotta give the Motor some credits and it is also due to me so-called entirely responsible of wrecking this modal even though I did not lay hands on it when The Horrendous Destruction was done...

YB a.k.a Ice(lol...heard this from my form 6 senior)...i like how neat the wine rack is...The other two projects was nicely done too but it's too bad i did not have time to capture the picture of one of her project...But the wine rack seems a bit odd to place wine bottle in it...and i thought wine are best held slanting??? correct me if i'm wrong here...

C tine....The Spice Bottles ARE PLAIN WICKED CUTE...hahaha seriously I would get this as a gift for any Japanese-culture-craze chick who incidentally likes cute stuff too...Finally seeing someone who can entirely project a cute outlook successfully....

Mengy...The foldable wheelchair was kinda old school trick but I like how it is done...Zoom in the panel for more details...

Takeshi's work.....haha Gotta give credits to the top and best student of 4SRI work...Simple, plain and fast(the first one who completed everything and have time to sleep while the rest of the pack still need to rush their stuff)

Miss Chua Lilian.....I post up her work becoz i did help out a bit although not much..haha....I like the colours of the clock and chopping board....

Well, this last section is to show cased a bit of an "A" student works...Congratulations for getting an "A" for the final year project...

Great sketches and eye-catching panel layout
A sporty outlook wheelchair for tennis....The colour combination somehow reminds me of Lebron James..haha Shouldn't it remind me of Maria Sharapova or Rafael Nadal? lol

Actually I too could not really see any traditional elements here and it's quite modern and futuristic in my opinion..but still...an "A" is an "A"

Love this design for Oldtown Kopitiam...Boss of Oldtown, fork out some of the money u earned from serving mostly below average coffee and food and get this design to enhance the quality of your interior environment..

Candids as usual....

This picture sure do look fucking GAY....hahaha

This is how an OKU roll..Keep on rolling...(Limp Bizkit's rolling playing in the backgroud)

Frank: "Fuck the rest...Me Numero Uno"

Frank never did forget to leave out those who had helped and contributed in finishing his project...
An evidence of how poor are Industrial Design students after spending our money on projects...We do not have enough to buy new clothes...PTPTN should have given us more money haha..
The Aftermath of our studio after our projects....And we still wonder why the cleaners hate us..

That's all for this post...The following post will be more on my personal interest rather than reporting events like this....Till then....Click on my ads please!!!! HELP THE POOR IN NEED(ME)!!!