Got myself a pretty decent deal today.

Sold my bed for $215. Sold my study desk for $40. Awesome!

I've never been stingy or selfish to be honest. I have always been the person who shares everything he has. I never really ask for anything equivalent back.

Sorry. I'm being emotional here. Maybe it's flat moving time. In fact it's gonna be a base for me again! New Market. hmm... sounds good. Sounds promising. Well at least I know it won't be another packing time after this at least for a year or two. It will be a base for me to just sit back and relax and concentrate on something bigger. Something more challenging in life.

There came my queen bed and my study desk. Well these two had been there for me since I moved up to Auckland. Bought them for a decent if not cheap price from shops here. It's a pretty hard decision to sell them. But I've got three desks and one king single bed already here from Christchurch and couldn't find any other reason to keep them.

Maybe it's the sentimental value. Maybe not. Maybe I'll just sell them. Reap some cash back and focus on the future. Why bring along something that ain't gonna be used when you can just get them out of the way? Maybe getting rid of them would be useful for someone (like the Trademe buyers apparently in the case). Don't stress your brain too much with unnecessary junk. If it's to be taken out, DO IT.

Same goes with anything else. If you wanna earn more, you gotta give more too. Don't just sit there and wait to be spoon fed.

That's life. Respect and make full use of it.

Woman President.

'About time, if not past time' for woman president - Clinton (taken from nzherald.co.nz)

I just found out that America has never had a woman as the president before.

Still blur i am.

Think about this:

It's always been the guy being the prez and the wife becomes the first lady.

So what's gonna happen if Hillary becomes the First Lady and Bill becomes....

... should we call him the First Man?

Damn. or The First Lady's Man? Or The Lady's Man, which I think suits him since Lewinsky's got him too before? Or.... The Ladies' Man since Hilary and Monica shared the same guy before? Eligible for the plural title?

Just a thought anyway. Random one.

It's called a long weekend by all but it's definitely another short one for me.

Imagine: you live in the best street in Auckland. You have a million dollar view. You have celebrities living in your neighbourhood. You are the envy of everyone in Auckland.

But you have a broadband-less internet.

Suck.

This is what happened to millionaire Jenny Gibbs. Had her holiday home advertised for in a Telecom ad. Bollocks.

What's gotten into these stupid telecommunication companies?

How can you get good reputation at all if you don't even supply to potential big corporate customers when you can't even supply the basic internet needs for the top residential area in Auckland?

Luckily I'm not in this area. Else I'd be fucking cursing at Telecom every single day.

Mind you. I'm not anti-Telecom but this is bullshit.

"Telecom has told her the Remuera exchange - which her phone line is connected to - is full and has no more capacity for delivering broadband to her house. A sales person told Gibbs that Howick and other eastern suburbs were suffering from the same problem."...

Mate, if you're the biggest and dominant provider why not invest in extra capacity to satisfy the needs of the rich and famous? Can you risk anymore negative publicity from these people?

Do some basic homework.

By the way, do you know what speed one would get at New Market?

Australian Ching. last night i just had a long distance telephone chat to my old time friend in high school Ching. or Carol? or Phang? or Seow Ching?

haha. it's a different with time in fact. When i first called the voice over at the other end was really different. I mean she never really speaks english before we graduated from high school. hearing her english kind of surprised me and yet it's the same tone. same old familiar tone. that high school care free tone.

I was asking for 'Carol' and was wondering if i called the right person since she said no one called her 'carol' for a long long time.... then i went straight to call her real name. only then she knew it's some old friend!

phew. i thought she'd hang up on me after i called her 'carol' you see.

name's changed from time to time but the topic still stays the same. reminiscing the good old high school times. talking about every classmate we used to have. and updating each other about the lives of the crew.

sometimes u wish u'd just go back to the innocent old days and forget about all the responsibilities you are having now. rent, insurance, yada yada yada. these are the worries about working people. but still we have to move on aye?

i can't wait to go back to malaysia. spend some time with my family. and just relax and do nothing. meeting up with some good old mates. just be myself and give myself a holiday.

seriously my mind needs a holiday. xmas wasn't a holiday for me.

I NEED ONE.

SOON.

..... a song to share with you... to the left to the left... Beyonce's Irreplaceable.

everything you've used put it in the box. archive it.

life's a better one ahead!

night all.

http://www.thecommittee.net.nz

What happens when 10 passionate people put their hands up and their kahunas on the line in aid of their love of dance.

The Committee, a collection of 10 dance music enthusiasts with over 80 years combined clubbing experience, presents Australia's number 1 female DJ - Bexta, as part of the Mixology 9 CD Tour.

WHO: Bexta (Australia)
WHEN: February 10 2007
WHERE: Studio Nightclub (340 K'Rd, Auckland) - ONE SHOW ONLY

BEXTA (Australia's Number Female DJ)

When you look at the list of achievements of Australia's No 1 female dj and possibly the most successful hard dance producer in Australias dance history, you wonder how she has done it all. And when you ask Bexta that question, this quietly spoken talent admits she feels she hasn't even started. Which makes it all the more cool. Bexta has had 8 single releases to date, one of which was a 5 star international anthem (quoted by Radio One, BBC London, and DJ Mag UK), called "One for the Road". She's released one EP - the Skirmish LIVE Ep, which entered the ARIA singles charts in 1999, and an album, Conversations with ones and zeroes. The album reached number 8 on the ARIA independent album charts, which was released on her own label in Australia. Who has ever heard of a hard dance music producer in Australia achieving all of that?

Bexta's DJ sets are legendary, playing interstate most weekends across Australia. This is Bextas first appearence in NZ since 03 (Playing the Big Day Out). Bexta never sticks with the same tried and tested formula, she is a chameleon of dance styles from the Dirty Electro, The Hard Tek, Through to the pulsating hard stuff.

INTERNATIONAL DJ SUPPORT LINE UP FROM: DJ CHIA (Australia) - The Temptress Of Hard Dance

Born in Slovakia, raised in Brisbane and currently based in Sydney; Chia is one of the nu-breed of hard dance DJs currently rocking clubs across the nation. Her infectious energy and undeniable presence has seen Chia regularly grace the decks at top clubs and festivals in Australia, New Zealand and the United Kingdom.

Her raw talent, sheer determination and consistency is inspiring, gaining Chia a reputation as one of Australia's finest hard dance DJs.

Currently Chia holds residencies with Sydney clubs Plastic, Progress, Daydreams, WanteD and Thursday Delight playing up to 8 sets a week. Traveling interstate on a regular basis she's played at top Australian clubs Family, Bass Station, Hard Kandy, Rise and Bubble. She's also a regular at large events billed at Transmission, Slinky, Frantic, Advent*jah, System 6 and Global Panic.


LOCAL DJ SUPPORT FROM:
Jason Ng, Nick Collings, CJ, Mark Osborne & Diego Mejier

+ UPFM DJ COMP WINNERS

Ticket Sales $25 from Real Groovy (Queen Street) & Criminal Records (181 Symonds Street)

I also have a small hand full of tickets for sale… If you want one holla at me…

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This is another forwarded email:

Probably a bit old but let's see how many you can understand (i can only understand 65% of it?)

* SALAD DODGER.
An excellent phrase for an overweight person.


* SWAMP-DONKEY
A deeply unattractive person.


* TESTICULATING.
Waving your arms around and talking bollocks.


* BLAMESTORMING.
Sitting round in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project
failed, and who was responsible.


* SEAGULL MANAGER.
A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything, and then
leaves.


* ASSMOSIS.
The process by which people seem to absorb success and advancement by
sucking up to the boss rather than working hard.


* SALMON DAY.
The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get
screwed and die.


* CUBE FARM.
An office filled with cubicles.


* PRAIRIE DOGGING.
When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, And people's
heads pop up over the walls to see what's going on. (This also applies to
applause for a promotion because there may be
cake.)


* SITCOMs.
Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies Turn into
when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home with the
kids or start a "home business".


* SINBAD.
Single working girls. Single income, no boyfriend and desperate.


* AEROPLANE BLONDE.
One who has bleached/dyed her hair but still has a 'black box'.


* PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE.
The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it to
work again.


* ADMINISPHERE.
The rarefied organisational layers beginning just above the rank and file.
Decisions that fall from the "adminisphere" are often Profoundly
inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed To solve.
This is often affiliated with the dreaded "administrivia" - needless
paperwork and processes.


* GOING FOR A McSHIT.
Entering a fast food restaurant with no intention of buying food, you're
just going to the bog. If challenged by a pimply staff member, your
declaration to them that you'll buy their food afterwards is known as a
McShit with Lies.


* 404.
Someone who's clueless. From the World Wide Web error message "404 Not
Found" meaning that the requested document could not be located.


* AUSSIE KISS.
Similar to a French Kiss, but given down under.


* OH-NO SECOND.
That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that you've just made a
BIG mistake (e.g. you've hit 'reply all').


* GREYHOUND.
A very short skirt, only an inch from the hare.


* JOHNNY-NO-STARS.
A young man of substandard intelligence, the typical adolescent Who works in
a burger restaurant. The 'no-stars' comes from the Badges displaying stars
that staff at fast-food restaurants often wear to show their level of
training.


* MILLENNIUM DOMES.
The contents of a Wonderbra, i.e. extremely impressive when viewed from the
outside, but there's actually naught in there worth seeing.


* MONKEY BATH.
A bath so hot, that when lowering yourself in, you go: "Oo! Oo! Oo! Aa!
Aa! Aa!".


* MYSTERY BUS.
The bus that arrives at the pub on Friday night while you're in the toilet
after your 10th pint, and whisks away all the unattractive people so the pub
is suddenly packed with stunners when you come back in.


* MYSTERY TAXI.
The taxi that arrives at your place on Saturday morning before you wake up,
whisks away the stunner you slept with, and leaves a 10-Pinter in your bed
instead.



* BEER COAT.
The invisible but warm coat worn when walking home after a booze cruise at
3:00am.


* BEER COMPASS.
The invisible device that ensures your safe arrival home after booze cruise,
even though you're too drunk to remember where you live, how you got here,
and where you've come from.


* BREAKING THE SEAL.
Your first pee in the pub, usually after 2 hours of drinking. After breaking
the seal of your bladder, repeat visits to the toilet will be required every
10 or 15 minutes for the rest of the night.


* TART FUEL.
Bottled premixed spirits, regularly consumed by young women.



* PICASSO BUM.
A woman whose knickers are too small for her, so she looks like she's got 4
buttocks.

With so many mails in my gmail i begin to wonder how many mails out there are really meaningful to keep? i have 2.8GB of space but i've used up 27% of it already that's 765mb! damn....

it's still hard to sort them even though they have this labelling function.

Emails swarm in faster than one could handle. How many of you actually sort your mail??

I'm busy. As always. I strive to sleep 8 hrs and try to finish up as much work as possible with the remaining 16 hours in a day.

Have i got enough time? ....

Life is short, achieve things smartly. Stay ahead of the pack. Not in the future.

Now is the time.

What a dramatic evening!

we went to spookers at 9.30pm and arrived back in auckland at midnight. bought some wines and got ourselves up and running after 1am for margies.

somehow the night went wild with a friend of ours got pretty pissed and lost a carrying bag with heaps of important stuff inside.

....

I'd be so devastated if all my contacts are gone. just like that!

It takes a painful experience to appreciate how important it is to lose it.

Contacts!

Hope all's well for the rest of the weekend.... again, 14 more hours before i work again.

or should i just go back to office to work now? fuck it. it's too much.

Currently listening to: White Stripes - Seven Nation Army

Spookers.....

"In 1998 the Government purchased all the land surrounding their top secret research station known only as “Compound K”. The government scientists had been conducting secret experiments to find an antidote to counter any possible nuclear contamination. Coincidentally a group of extreme anti nuclear activists known only as the “Rainbow Warriors” had been working close by on a method to stop the use of nuclear power to replace oil and thereby turn New Zealand into a nuclear society. In the laboratory of “Compound K” something went tragically wrong, resulting in an uncontrollable chain reaction. The top-secret anti-nuclear gas, still at the ex..."

BLAH BLAH BLAH.

Screw it. join me. let's go to spookers.....

I dont know how to begin my blog about the quarter century. It's just.... awesome.

It's supposed to be on a Sunday but heck we started mine on the Saturday evening.

Thanks to Kenny for the football! That's the ACG spirit!

The dinner started at 7pm. Wasn't punctual enough for myself since it's pretty difficult to find a car park on a rainy day down at the Viaduct. Somehow I just bumped into Martyn near BC and I was dropped off right in front of the restaurant for dinner.

Thanks to Warren for organising this dinner at Wang Thai Restaurant (apparently voted the best thai restaurant in auckland).

Thanks to Mia and Richard for the Aguavero Tequila. You guys shouldn't have to eh. hehe very much appreciate it! Hey we'll share this among the ACG's ya?

Party at Bungalow8 started pretty slowly at 10.30pm but picked up within 30 minutes. Friends from everywhere in Auckland swarmed in every 5-10 minutes. Last I counted: at least 80 people came and went.

It was a good night as I got to know more people since friends brought friends who brought their friends which in the end got me pretty lost! I can't remember names but I surely can remember the face! (Do say hi if you see me next time!)

Left Bungalow8 at 2am for Margaritas. Around half of the people who went to Bungalow were at Margaritas. It was a good night.

Sunday started at midday for me. Went for yumcha at Grand Harbour with May Ho and Warren. Not the usual numbers since the rest were, i think, pretty dead. haha.

The evening was another major event: celebrating Yan's return to the kiwi land from Hong Kong and Taiwan. Thanks to Janice for the long awaited cooking. Last time we had the chance to taste her cooking was.... Christmas? haha. seems very long still. It was a dinner where Mel showed up after a month long absence from the ACG scene. (welcome to the tag clan! *wink*)

It was supposed to be just another DVD night after dinner but half way through the DVD session a surprise birthday cake was given to me by my lovely baby sister. Carol: u shouldn't have to. We're mates! remember! hah! (there wasn't a proper knife so I used a cleaver)

Other gifts given to me were some Roddies by Mabel frm Christchurch, a telephone call from her mother, a voice message by Dominic from Malaysia, as well as text messages from all over the world.

The biggest gift this year will have to be the apartment! Thanks to my parents for that! Not entirely mine but it surely will be the launching pad / drive to get my own property in the near future.

All in all, it was an awesome one. I can't compare this with any other parties because I've only had one in my life. This will be the only one time I have it.

Thanks to all who made this happen for me. You know who you are.

Enjoy the photos at www.flickr.com/photos/lcevinteh

Thanks to all who came to Bungalow8 and Margies. Will blog more soon. :)

This was sent to me by my friend Lee Hyori. Kidding! Carrie looks like one and thanks for the poster! Thanks for the birthday wish.



Thanks you made my day. Now i'm ready to go for my dinner with Auckland ACG mates!

Currently listening to DJ Jean - The Launch

Thanks to Em and Jono


I blog when i'm free. I blog randomly.

I wanna say this too: Thanks for the friends who've been so good at making this place a happening place. Thanks for including me.

Specially to Em and Jono for the countdown party. it definitely rocks.

See you guys there!

I can't wait to tell you. I'm going to move out of this place! yeah!

in 2 months actually so.... still a few more weeks to go.... i'm moving to new market in March!

Special thanks to my dad.


a random photo with Amber of MTV.

This is a good tip for BDO. U GOING?!

Johnny Gunn
Heres a tip. Smuggle in a 40 oz of overproof alcohol. This should be enough to keep you plastered for the whole day, even if you share some of it with your friends. Make sure you spend most of the day in direct sunlight with little or no water. The combined effects of the alcohol poisening,sun stroke and dehydration will ensure you fit right in with other drugged up hippys and freaks in the boiler room. By following these simple steps you are sure to have a great BDO!!

taken from nzherald

btw, i'm into iPhone now. can anyone smuggle one from U.S. for me? haha.

A quarter century. Bloody old Kev.

This is my formal invitation to you. Yes. YOU. You are reading this email and you're invited.

My birthday celebration on this saturday night. Half ten onwards. At Bungalow8. It's a place where you can sit back, relax, have a chat.

Alright just to make myself clear here. this ain't an asian party so it's for everyone!

Not only you are invited, ur friends, families, partners, bf/gf's, etc! bring them all in. We don't discriminate.

An opportunity to network with different ppl that I know (plus ones I don't know).

Dress to impress. Bring a camera. Share ur photos after and I'll post them up online at my site.

Then we'll head off to Margaritas at Elliot/Darby St after 1.30am.

Enough of bullshitting, here are the 'technical' details:

Kevin's 25th Birthday Celebration
Date: Saturday 10.30pm - 1.30am
Venue: Bungalow 8 (www.bungalow8.co.nz)
Address: Cnr Customs St and Market Pl, Viaduct, Downtown Auckland
Dress Code: Dress to Impress
Bring: Yourself + can be as many more as you want. A camera is a plus.

Contact me at kevinteh@gmail.com or ask around for my cellphone number.

See u there. Any of u.

Regards
Quarter Centurian Kev.

My day started pretty badly.

7.45am. Was about to drive the company car to work. Unlocked the door, took my seat, closed the door and hey the interior was so fucking messy and .... it's windy when it's supposed to be pretty stagnant whenever one closes the door..... this was strange. when i turned around to see the source of the wind guess what: the bloody car had actually been broken into. fuck. this was fucking good when I had planned to work early.

The rest of the day was somehow good. Had a meeting with the client and for the first time we sort of have an agreement on things. Maybe at first when I took over the job it wasn't really my thing because I was new and any client wouldn't be trusting a new guy 100%. Now that I'm prepared and there is eventually sunshine at the other end of the sky. Tomorrow will be a better one. Don't you think?

Get ready for the launch.
*not a random post, it means something. to me*

I've been quite slack in blogging lately. I should have got more time to blog since it's Christmas holidays and stuff. Yet I'm busy. Why am I busy? I've got ten thousand stuff in my to-do list everyday and I wonder when it will all be accomplished.

I've been working throughout the holidays (except for the statutory holidays that is) and have been busy with friends. It's just like another working day for me basically. Except that I don't need to dress up for the working days. Not really dress up dress up. it's basically sandals to work for the past few weeks.

Should I actually be telling you, in detail, about what I've done for the past 3 or 4 weeks? hmmm... this will definitely take some time for you to read through. Maybe I'll just break it down to a few bits and pieces.... stay tuned. for my blogs and photos.

it's 2.15am now. tired. good night.

Currently listening to Beyonce's - Irreplaceable