Last Saturday, Anthony and his buddies came from Singapore to paarttyyy. So I guess it’s up to me to show them a gooood time in KL. Okay, I lied, Amy led the way. I just tagged along.

It was nice meeting this bunch. A Japanese (Rui) , an American (Anthony) and a Singaporean (Aloysius). Blogger gathering, sorta ?

Here’s the list of places we hopped to:

1. Modesto’s at Plaza Damas , Hartamas
2. Sanctuary , the Curve
3. Mystique ,the Curve

Anyways, photo time !

(me, Aloyski , Amy, Anthony and Rui)

@the ice bar @ Sanctuary @ the Curve

@Sanctuary

A more retarded shot. Actually, it’s only me that’s retarded.

Guys , gotta do this one more time before I go off in July ya ! Oh wait, there’s the Redang trip ! Alriteeeee …

While having breakfast with Stephanie today, I got a harsh reminder that I’m starting to turn out like my dad. Dont’ get me wrong, he’s not a bad person but I’ve always resented taking on his bad habits.

For example, Stephanie was talking about how bad her week went, and I couldn’t really listen or emphatize with her. She got quite angry because no one likes talking to a wall. That’s the same feeling I get when I talk to my dad, it’s like he doesn’t listen or even try to understand. All he does is come to his own conclusion and you kinda get pissed with his simplistic conclusion.

I mean, I know he’s experienced in life and all, but we all come to our own conclusions right ? All I wanna do is just be heard, or understood. And I’m so pissed that I myself cannot be understanding to the person I care for the most.

The other big gripe about my dad is that he’s too nice. I know what ya’ll are thinking, that the world needs more nice people right? Well, there is a fine line by being a nice person and being a person that people take advantage of. My dad is the latter.

So when I find myself being taken advantage of, the first person I blame is my dad. Because he’s always taught me to be kind and nice to everyone. Well, some people just don’t deserve being nice to. That’s why I have a black list of ex-friends (okay, just 3) which I dub “emotional vampires”. All they do is suck the living optimism out of you and are a pain to have around. Have any of those kinda friends around ? Well ditch them. You’ll feel better immediately.

I know it’s unfair to blame my dad about these kinda things. But I just feel he’s too soft. Maybe it’s an inherent desire to be as different from your parents as you can be? Something about evolution and genetic variation ?

As different as I want to be , the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

He just told me recently that when he was studying in Taiwan, he had 3 girlfriends at the same time. And he was bald. Jeebus! I thought I was cool when I did those things. I’m just like my dad, after all. Well, I’m cooler cause he doesn’t have a tattoo.

Perhaps one day I’ll learn to aquire the best traits of my dad, and also learn from his mistakes. Then I’ll be the best person I can be and make peace with him after all.

What’s a blog without updates about the person eh ? Otherwise I’d just be a robot churning out random facts and comics. Here we go:

• I’m going to Bangkok
  I’m going to Bangkok on the 17th to the 23rd this month. Anybody know a good backpackers motel or guesthouse ? Preferably in Silom and mayyybe Khao San.
  
  
• Moved server to Hong Kong
  Well, the local server has been nothing but trouble. So I’ve moved to the Hong Kong server. What this means to ya’ll is that the website will load slower for Malaysian readers but faster for everybody else! Everybody else would be like, 3 people.
• New header
  I’ve added some links to old posts on my header. To get new readers hopefull acquainted with the mystery that is Jason Phoon. I’ve also included 2 of my recordings in mp3 format
• Still single
  Oh, guess what ? I didn’t get married or engaged this week !

That’s it for today folks. Have a great weekend ^_^

ps: Sorry Amy, I know you hate point-form blog entries. Updates are an exception right?

I don’t want to grow old …

My Spongebob Shrine

On Monday I bought the complete 3 seasons of Spongebob Squarepants. That’s 9 DVDs of nautical nonsense. I’ll explain a bit about the items on my little Spongebob Shrine:

• back row: Spongebob DVD Season 1 , 2 and 3
• middle row: A ukele given to my brother
• front row: Mounty Spongebob , Mexican Spongebob and a Spongebob with sweets inside ( thanks ! ^_^ )

Oh , and here’s a short clip of me playing the ukele. Don’t listen to it too much, cause it’ll get into your head and you’ll hate me for it. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya!

• Jason Phoon - Ukelele Song #1

Excuse me while I get back to my Spongebob marathon.

ps: I do have Spongebob boxers but no, I’m not going to post pictures of them

My days of playing too much computer games, surfing the internets and watching too much LOST has left me a bit of a social retard. Last Saturday I came out of my cave to Poppy. Here’s what you probably shouldn’t do ( which I did ) :

SMS your friends
No matter how bored you are, don’t be the idiot sitting down in a corner sms-ing your friends. You might just miss out on the cute girl checking you out.

Dance like a robot
Don’t remind your friends you are a nerd. Or that you’re a blogger.

Tickle your wrong friend
Watch closely. You might think you’re tickling your close buddy who doesn’t mind, but you might end up tickling another friend right in front of her fiance.

Stare at 2 girls making out
The next table, there were 2 hot girls making out. I caught the second girl taking a glimpse at me out of the corner of her eye making sure that I was looking at them. They’re doing it for the attention!

Not talk to the girl who’s checking you out
There was this cute girl, who’s has this “come talk to me” look. I checked her out, she checked me out and I did nothing. She came close on 2 occasions but my instincts were telling me “she’s going to rip my heart out with a knife”. Stupid instincts. Stupid comics.

Evidently, I’m no party animal. At least I can tell ya’ll what not to do ^_^