:: Of Alcohol and Humans ::

Drunk people! You know, the type of asshole who always has to get shitfaced on the weekend and go staggering around, patting you on the back like you're his best friend, when all you really want him to do is get in his car and drive home recklessly.

I'm sick and tired of some incoherent asshole who smells like a case of malt liquor all of a sudden talking about the philosophy of life while trying to pick up some woman at a bar. Nice. And what's worse, those fucking dolts who go around and actually tell you how fucked up they got the night before; like they deserve some type of award for falling face first into a patch of tomatoes in your backyard at four AM in the morning.

And don't forget, (in mocking voice) "friends don't let friends drive drunk." Screw that! As far as I'm concerned, give 'em the keys rev up the engine, and let 'em go sailing home with a bottle of taquila in their lap. One of three things will happen.

1: The cops will pull them over and end up having to beat the shit out of them, just because this fucker is in a drunken rage and refuses to turn off Hoobastank’s "The Reason!".

Number 2: They'll zip zap-ing on the Federal Highway mimicing Jay Chou in his AE86 (Initial D...)@ four AM waiting to be either killed or paralyzed. Cruel, you say? Well, so is inflicting your drunken stupidity on the rest of the world, so be ready to pay the consequences. Welcome to the road-kill statistic... Asshole.

Scenario number 3, my least favorite: They make it home okay and pass out on the lawn with their engine running, while the radio is blasting some dumbass metal song from the mid-80's that no one wants to hear anymore. But at least it gives 'em a chance to try again next week.

Get out of our fucking lives, your moronic assholes. Your existence is useless, and you're dragging down the collective intelligence of humanity. (mocking voice) "Don't like what I have to say?" (mocking voice) "Here's the keys and a bottle of Crack Daniels. I'll see you tomorrow. But hopefully not."

:: Edwin's Rant ::

Lately, the motorist (i meant motor-bikers) has really got into my nerves.. Zipping in and out of the highway as if it's their 'bapak punya jalan'..

This especially irritating when you know there are motor-cycle lane for them and yet they don't seem to use it.. I'm talking bout the strech (Federal Highway) from MidValley heading towards PeeJay till after the 'Pintu Gerbang KL/Selangor'.. If going towards KL it's from the Universiti Malaya / KWSP bridge (Federal Highway) onwards till all the way in KL.. near the Public Bank Tower's roundabout.

Where's the authorities when you need them?.. not sure anyone noticed this motorbikers zipping in and out the federal highway which used to be free of all this non-sensical by-products contaminating our highways. Not only that they're endangering themselves, but also the public!!.. Sighh..

Dun mean to hurt anyone's feeling bout this but if no one's gonna do anything bout this, we're just all waiting for the shit to hit the fan.. We'll see who's the lucky one then..

p/s: sometimes i dun blame the bikers as well.. I don't fail to notice that there's always construction going on (for yearsssss!) the bike-lane along the federal... Sigh.. who to blame now..

:: Battle of the Gyms ::

In accordance to some studies I read lonngggg time ago..

As the society becomes richer and the city becomes more advanced, the people will directly or in-directly pollute their own place/area. Strangely enough as the people get richer, the same money that they make will poured back into a "healthy lifestyle"... which are all the indoor gyms we now see.. (no can't do outdoor.. too dirty/polluted..)

Does anyone notice that there're more n more gyms mushroom-ing in KL (specifically)? Well, the fitness centres in Malaysia have always been dominated by Clark Hatch and/or Sweat Club. But those were the days.. since the arrival of Fitness First.. (yeahh.. I'm a member as well...) which is still the best club (overall) yet..

The only threat that comes face to face with FF was the opening of Celebrity Fitness in One U.. well they're big but only at their own area.. Can't compare with FF's outlets that are mushrooming almost at every angle of the city..

Then comes, California Fitness (in MidValley).. the Jackie Chan's club.. I myself have been invited to 'test' the club for 7 days.. I quit after going there twice.. you know why..

Even the blinds will notice the next new club in town.. True Fitness in Hartamas, glass clad from floor to ceiling, it proves to be the talk of town.. Might gonna try it as well.. Heard good reviews on it.. cheaper than FF but with the same facilities.. I'd say it's quite a flashy fancy fitness club. Good thing is, they opened till 12am!! ahahaha!!!

Ok ok.. those are just norm clubs if I wanna start comparing with what I heard that's coming to town.. check this site out.. I'd say it's a 5-Star Lifestyle Club... Simply called "Pure Fit" - A combination of 4 sections, Pure Fit (The Gym), Pure Yoga, Pure Spa and Pure Red (The Restaurant/Bar)..

http://www.pure-fit.com/
http://www.pure-fit.com/gallery/ifc_gallery/gallery_ifc.html#
http://www.pure-yoga.com/gallery/gallery_yoga.htm
http://www.pure-spa.com/gallery/gallery_spa.html
http://www.pure-red.com/gallery/gallery_red.html

So after all this info.. are we getting any healthier? Or is the city getting more polluted as more and more fitness club mushrooming?

:: Moved! ::

Hurrah!.. Finally.. After weeks of agonizing working environ in our IT Department's meeting room.
We have finally moved into our new office in Jln Bukit Bintang!!

For some of you that might wonder.. where in the hell at BB Road?.. It's smacked right in between UOB bank and Blush! (ahhemmm...). Exactly opposite KL Plaza, yeah... the shoplots next to Regent Hotel.

Quite nifty place I'd say, not as big as the one we had back in Shah Alam but it was cosy and has a very high-class feel.

My office gonna be named - 101° East = Yeah.. it's Hundred and One Degree East of London Greenwich (our BAT's HQ) It's also the first of it's kind in BAT's history to have an Cigar/Wine/Fine Dining Outlet in the world.. ahh.. Malaysia make me so proud.. :)

Consists of 4 stories, Ground n Mezzanine - Cigar/Wine Bar & First floor gonna be the Dining (not open till Sept). My office is at the 2nd and the Dunhill Amplifier's gonna be on the 3rd.. Cool eh?

All talk but no photos makes this quiet a dull blog.. stoopid colleague took my camera charger.. I guess you readers out there (if any..) would just have to wait abit..

Finally.. I dun have to order food from McD nor Pizza Hut nor Domino's..

:: M.I.A. ::

Frens: "Where have you been lately?"
Edwin: "No where.."
Frens: "Haven't seen you around!.. You allright?"
Edwin: "Yeah.. I'm fine.. just a little busy"
Frens: "With what? Your work so easy.. go out and socialize only what, got event meh?"
Edwin: "My work easy?.. That's what everyone says.. damnit!" .. "I'm juggling between work and studies.. that's why" paused.. "and err.. no events as yet.."
Frens: "Study?.. You??! How old are you la?... Hahahahah!!"
Edwin: "Shaddup!.. YESS....am studying.. exams are comin very soon.."
Frens: "Errr.. Why la??! What are you studying? BAT paying?"
Edwin: "Hahahah... Kennot meh?.. doin CIM.. no they're not paying"
Frens: "Ohh.. that's why!.. Good luck man! When's ur exam??"
Edwin: "Heeheheh.. Thanks!.. it's coming Tuesday...7th "..
Frens: "Oh.. aren't you supposed to be studying instead of typing this blog?"..
Edwin: "Fucker..."