Football betting
There is a very strange news in Hong Kong today.
A seven years old kid was chopped 7 times when he was walking home with her grandmum. It actually took 2 masked men to commit that crime.
2 weaponed strong young men vs one 60 years old woman + one 7-year old kid.
Why did it happen?
(a) Chelsea is leading Spurs 1-0 now
(b) The kid is actually a CIA spy
(c) There is a rumour that Lee Kah Shing is sick
(d) The boy's father owed someone HK$ 6000
It only happens in HK. It was reported that the kid's father owe 'someone' football betting debt HK6000 and has not paid up.
HK$ 6,000....HK$ 6,000....for only HK$ 6,000, someone would actually 'pak' a 7 years old kid....
Amazing, amazing...fucking amazing
BTW, Ballcobola, you still owe me S$ 20 football bet.....u watch out man.....
Junior
Life
It has been a really long time since I last blog.
I almost forgot my own password.
So many things have happened in the past few weeks. Ringgit has been repeg, Rafidah is in trouble, KLSE hit 4 years high, bombing in London...etc.etc..
All I have is to work.
I like Hong Kong. I think it is the influence of Hong Kong movie. I even have this cosy feeling when I see this 'Siu Ba' (mini bus). It reminds me of a movie by Cecilia Cheung who plays a bus driver role. I also find it very strange to pay RM 7 for a comic. In Malaysia, I fucking pay RM 0.70 and read it in the comic shop. I also like Cha Chan Tang (Cantonese Cafe) and ordered the Chan Dan Min (Instant noddle with luncheon meat and egg). I no longer need to go to Lau Yat plaza and eat at the 'Mong Kok' restaurant. My friend told me - 'Junior, you are now in Mong Kok'.
It is a very strange feeling.
I also have to learn how to dress. I have to learn how to deal with difficult people. I have to tolerate the different culture that others have. This is a very international place. It is not the same. I have to learn how to say the right thing at the right time. I have to continue thinking new solution to help my clients who pay millions to get advice. I have to fly ever so often until my passport is forever in my samsonite bag. I have to get use to paying HK 39 for a sandwich and HK 32 for the fruit juice. I have to learn eating lunch at my desk. I have to get used to eating lunch at 1.45 pm so that I can get a seat. I have to make the initiative to talk to people.....
I have so many things to learn. But I am also mindful that I want to preserve my own identity.
I am a country boy. I like laksa. But I can eat at Tuscany and drink Pot. I like to wear short. But I dun mind if someone pays me enough to buy my CK. I can take the tram. But when I come back, I want to drive Toyota Altis (TNS, junior, can you be more ambitious) (wei, u drive BM, people will follow you and rape you) (Me smart)
Dear all my friends who have sent me so many kind wishes. I want to tell you all that I will certainly change when I come back. But I also promise you this, I will still be the dirty idiotic Junior when I am back.
:)
Junior
