[BMT] KuAnTaNz ~ The Home Of BMTianz

Haha....like Ben,me too had watched Charlie's Angels.....with a bunch of friends...hehe of course the KL gangs....Chaw Kuin,Jon,Dixie,Qi Yang,Wai Chun,Joanna and Chai.......the show was quite 'fai'...more 'fai' than The Matrix.....hahaha....i'm not a big fan of Matrix....I just couldn't understand why would so many people wanted to watch this movie....such a waste of time....

Well,we wanted to watch the movie at 3.10 yesterday......me and Joanna called GSC like mad to book the tickets but was engaged the whole time....at 1 time i got through...but a lady asked me to call back later cause GSC had blackout....could you believe that.....in the end...Joanna went straight to GSC,Megamall to buy the tickets......She had to queue for a very long time for her turn....pity her....anyway,we couldn't get the 3.10 show so we bought the 5.30 show...hehe..

I fetched Chaw Kuin,Joanna and Dixie to the movie....we were kinda late cause Chaw Kuin wanted to go to Instant (opposite school) to take her photocopies.....When we reached there,Jon and Wai Chun were nowhere to be found...Jon was cutting his hair at Marron while Wai Chun was out with his friend ....both of them entered late.....poor Chai cuase he had to go out and give them their tickets.....

Then...me,Joanna,Chaw Kuin and Dixie went for dinner....We went to Qi Yang's favourite place......LaZaria...haha...the deer place... :D Joanna had a hard time eating the deer meat .....haha...like rubber she said....We went walking around Megamall looking for something for Chaw Kuin after dinner...hehehe I fetched them home after our search had failed...

Today,all of the KL gang went back at 3.30 pm.....but to my shock,the MMU gang were back.....one after another....hehe Me and Ben went to TC for a drink when Tan called me....he asked me to go yumcha....u all should hav guessed where....TC of cause....so it's like TC for me twice in a row.... I fetched Ben back and went to fetched Tan....while Joshua fetched Chai....At TC we saw something amazing....a TORNADO/TWISTER/what ever else they call it......it was a small 1....every one was watching....even the ABC aunty was so curious about it.....Chai was so '8' that he went nearer to have a look.....

After all the 'SHOW' was finished....we had our drink.......then....came the heavy rain....out of nowhere it suddenly rain....it was so damn heavy.......it was as if the MMU gang brought back the rain with them.....hehehe Me,Tan and Chai was so unlucky cause my car was so far away.....Joshua's car was nearer.....so 3 of us ditimpa hujan lebatzzz......aihz...hehe

We went home after we got into my car sap sap...... :)

Ben is going off tomorrow morning....6 am flight...we in Kuantan gonna miss him very much.....til we meet again,Ben....sayonara..!!!!


From : AaRonZ--

Ladies and gentlemen, I am nevertheless proud to present to you, the first person on earth to be to hell and back! Okay, maybe not the first, but ONE OF THE FIRST, definitely! Anyway, the person in question happens to be me.

I watched Charlie's Angels 2:Full Throttle.

I really don't know where to start. I could start by saying it happens to be a major acting hell, where 3 really horrible actresses do nothing but act like a pain in the ass. Granted, I am a Cameron Diaz die hard fan, and I normally find her acting great, although she has never really acted before. She only attempts to act. If there was ever a casting call for an A-list actress to act the part of a table, or a chair, or an inanimate object like a sanitary pad, Cameron Diaz would be the perfect one to audition for it. Ditto for Drew Barrymore and Lucy Liu. I believe that the movie could be entitled Charlie's Tables 2, and it would be perfectly acceptable, as all 3 actresses display the acting talents of lettuce.

I could also start by saying that this movie is a fetish fest, a whore house, a slutty extravaganza in which all the sexual fantasy for guys come true. You have indications of incestuous, interracial, mature sex. Like teamwork? How about a uniformed sadomasochistic orgy? You dreams also come true if you have ever envisioned a hair fetish involving nuns with sharp objects or perhaps a lesbian bondage. It looks as if director McG has given every single lustful thought a lot of time by overblowing it and enlarging it to the extent that it cannot be stomached anymore. From public display of nudity, to Renaissance art, to Swedish micro-minis, to voyeurism, no genre of pornography goes untouched here.

Perhaps I could start also with how it happens to be an extended fashion show with top designers contributing their most sick ideas to the movie in the form of clothes. You have a bazaar of low cuts and flat chests, high slits and huge hips. You see the bizarre faux fur outfits which only retarded people can wear without feeling embarassment. You have a lot of leather and catsuits, which are also horribly overused.

What if I start with the action. When I say the action is over the top, I am guilty of understatement. The fight scenes here are tremendously unbelievable and crappy. So are the stunts. Is it possible for a human to burst out of the roof, triggered by an explosion, and then proceed to grab a board splinter which is just big enough for her, put it under her feet and then jump onto a rope so narrow you could put it through the eye of a needle, AND THEN glide down it the way a surfer would, jumping off it at the very end, continuing with an endless array of somersaults, landing on both your feet without even a little problem and straight away arrange yourself into a stance called the "charlie's-angels-powerful-great-kick-ass-fighting-taekwando-kung-fu-kickboxing-ass-busting-S&M-stance"?

Okay, maybe it is possible.

But can you accomplish the above paragaraph in less time than it takes to zip your pants? I rest my case.

I could go on about the show for a few more paragraphs, but I am just too sick of it at this point.

MUAHAHAHAHA........we won SMART!!!!! state level here we come... :)
It wouldn't be a better day for us...we won the choir competition AND some of the KL gang came back today...hehe..

We had to go to school by 6.30 am today....din get enough sleep yesterday..we practised for a while and off we go to SMART...hehe. Our turn was the 3rd so we waited....We had too many supporters...haha...it was like watching a football match...Then,comes our turn...we were so nervous...we did okay but not as perfect as what we wanted....After we had finish our songs,we sat down waiting for SMART's turn....they were the last choir group....we patiently listened to their songs...to our joy there were some part of their songs that were out of tune..

We had to wait for about 20-30 minutes for the judges to count the marks...full marks is 3000 points...While waiting for the result we had to listen to some malay songs sang by a girl from who knows where.......Finally,the results were ready......we patiently waited for it....They announce the 3rd place...SMTengku Ampuan Afzan....2nd place...Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Abdul Rahman Talib.....by then we had already shouted!!!!!!! and then comes 1st place Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Sultan Abu Bakar......we shouted even louder this time!!!!!hahaha...We were so damn happy....We had to perform again...hehe....this time was better than our 1st performance...sigh..

Our Miss Conducter, Joanna Chow talked to the judges and they said that we were clearly the winner...haha...Joanna herself couldn't believe it that we had won....she was shocked...haha...our songs were national level...not meant for district..hehe...damn bangga... :)

Choir ends here...hehe..Our KL gang arrived tonite...i fetched them from bus station...We went for dinner at 1st at Deli Country...hehe...then Yit Yieng went back to her home sweet home....then i fetched Miss CK back to see her parents...then,we went straight to T.C. (a Favourite place missed espaecially by CK)....hehe Dixie was waiting for us at TC for a very long time....Out of no where came Chai....we had ABC,JELLY ICE,HONEY MELON.....then Lau and QiYang came from RALLY.....who could believe us if we say that we went for Pei Chai'z nasi lemak after that....haha....this time it was just me,Lau,QiYang,Ong and Chai........QiYang had 2 plates of the famous nasi lemak while Lau had 2 bowls of Maggi Mee Soup....pity him that he can't bite his food....he had to swallow all of his food....He didn't get to eat his favourite nasi lemakz.....GOOD FOR HIM....hehe

Well that's all from me .....though Ben had post,i assume mine is much more better than his rite??hehehehe
Ciaoz....

From : AaRonZ--

I am still suffering from the aftershock of winning the choir competition. We beat SMART.

Wow.

We weren't perfect ourselves, actually. Our presentation was okay, quite good actually, except for the fact that we went off key during the last 2 lines. Our facial expression must have been good, because the judges asked if we had choral speakers in our team. We had a lot of actions too, and we ended quite grandly. No one coughed blood, thank god.

SMART on the other hand, copied Sabah's Malay song last year, and although they sounded quite good and the arrangement was excellent, they sucked. There was this part, this entire song where they sang out of tune. They didn't bother to smile, and this is what gets my goat: THEY COPIED OUR BBGS TURN. You know the part where we go up on stage at turn really arrogantly? They copied that. Bah humbug! But we won anyway, so SMART lost and we're REALLY GREAT HAHAHHA NEENER NEENER NEENER WE WON SMART YES YES YES YES YES YES

Sorry, I'm getting a little bit too emotional. But you know, we have the right to do so, especially since what happened last year. And this year SMART is not able to go for the states, so that pretty much guarantees us a place in the nationals. Phew.

So, I guess that's it. The 8 hours a day, 5 days a week practise finally payed off. And man, I'm so darn tired. I'll update more bout the competition tomorrow.

And please tell me if you all know any methods to overcome shock.

The evil is unleashed. The time has come. Havoc shall be wreaked upon the earth. People will suffer the wrath brought forth by the heavens. There will be screaming and disasters and deaths. Shudder at the sight of mangled bodies by the highway. Arm and protect thyselves with the knowledge and wisdom poured out upon you thus far. Be afraid.

Ben can officially drive.



WARNING BY THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT TO ALL CITIZENS OF MALAYSIA, DEAD OR ALIVE
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All you people in Malaysia should stay off the road at all costs, unless you all wish to be squashed like a pancake by a Honda Civic driven by a jail-breaking maniac. We are not too sure who is he or how many people he has killed so far. Beware the road. Beware of Ben.
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You guys are coming back. That's great news. Lau, CK, Yieng, Jon, and Ong will be coming back this Friday night. You know what that means: GET THE RED CARPET READY !!!

Because Kuantan, without BMTians can be considered a horribly boring place. I strongly believe that Dixie talks to her wall everyday, ever since nearly all her friends left her alone. Sometimes, when you go to her house, you can hear her laughing and talking and cracking stupid jokes, while facing the wall. Sometimes, she chats with her mirror too. Poor Dixie, losing her marbles because you bad bad bad bad people decide to go to KL and study.

Now, let me give you a quick update of what I did today, together with 2 other BMT members, namely, Aaron and Joanna Chow. We were, as usual, no points for guessing, singing. Wait, I withdraw my statement. Aaron was singing. I was trying to get the rest of the guys to sing in tune. Joanna was screaming her head off.

We did that for 8 hours. Seriously, 8 hours of non-stop singing. I can't speak any more, I have lost all my voice. I don't even know whether I have enough energy to roll the red carpet out for you guys who are coming back or not.

I'll update this blog when I have energy again.

Probably in the next few years.

Finally a proper posting from me.

I went to school today round 10 a.m. to train the choir. Well, glad to say this year's SABS choir a lot better than last year. This year's joinees are more talented, compared to the one we sent up last year. The team last year was the kind of team which could only attempt to sing in different voices but fail desperately, thus causing the floor of the hall in which the competition was held to flood badly with the saliva of the audience who were laughing so badly, some of them actually fainted.

The team this year will cause the audience to vomit blood, but not faint. So comparatively, I feel that blood vomitting is more favourable to fainting in a puddle of saliva which belongs to almost all the audience in the entire hall, except those with earmuffs.

Anyway, I was just kidding about the above, except for the statement that this year's choir team is better than the one last year. This year's team has a very strong soprano team, although our altos are shall I say, like shit. We also have 4 parts this year: soprano, tenor, bass, guitar, aria, canon, and alto. I think.

But back to the topic. So they were singing the same song(s) all over and over again today for 6 hours in a row, which I personally think is really long and really boring. Add that to the fact that the song is about, be prepared to be shocked, cats.

Yes.

We're singing songs about a species of cats called the Jellicle cats, which happen to be a bunch of evil androids from the future planning to take over the world. No wait. That's Terminator 2. Wrong plot. We're singing songs about a species of cats called the Jellicle cats, which happen to be a bunch of stupid cats with an even stupider name. At least the song is nice, in the sense that you can actually understand the words and hear them, unlike a certain genre which involves a bunch of black people speaking so fast they could actually break the Guiness Book of Records for Most Words In a Second which is 2,983 words/sec.

So we're planning to win this level. Seriously. Now, we all know that SMART is a formidable opponent which have a secret weapon, which we all know, happens to be enough cash to bribe the judges into letting them win. But this year, we have an even better secret weapon: we'll need you BMTians to help us send 'surat layang' to the judges.
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Dear Judge,

Let us win this year. Or else we'll kill you. And burn your house down. And whack your wife and kids. And sodomise your dog. Haha. Don't tell the police. The police is our father.

Yours sincerely,
SMART.
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My theory is that the judges will report this whole thing to the police, which will lead to the arrest of the entire SMART choir team. If we repeat this whole process, we'll definitely win all the competitions, even the international level ones ("Yours sincerely, Germany") and SABS will be king over all choirs. Yes yes yes WE ARE THE WINNERS AND WE ARE THE BEST MUAHAHAHAHA NOBODY CAN BEAT US.

Oops, I think I forgot to take my pills today. But back to the topic, the point is that the competition is this Friday morning, so you people should come and support us and see Aaron, our dearest bouncer, sing! And dance too, for that matter.

If you do remember to come, please remember to bring pompoms and a cheerleading team.

And tissue paper, too, just in case you vomit blood.

Hahahaha.....after a few days i didn't post anything here,i let Ben post all the crapz he can ever think of....hehe...pity all of u guys who read his messages...
Well,after a long while since most of the BMTianz left Kuantan...we didn't even go out for a yum char......all meaning me,Dixie,Qi Yang,Ben,Joanna and the others around....today,we went G.P.

Although it was just me,Qi Yang,Dixie and Raymond...that's right Raymond..haha...out of nowhere comes Raymond...haha what to do..it was after snooker session...We were suppose to go and watch The Hulk...unfortunately tickets were sold out....(we wanted to watch it although the KL Gangs said it wasn't nice)

We ended up in G.P. .......Qi Yang was damn hungry until he ate 2 plates of nasi lemak ayam + telur goreng.....hehe same goes with me but without the ayam gorengz...hehe...
Erm....that was all actually cause we went back after that...

Yesterday night we went TELUK CHEMPEDAK....hehe...i hope Ah Xin read this.. :P me,Ben,Dixie and 2 other friends from choir(Abelene and Michelle)...that's right.....choir!!!at night sumore...aihz...we had da Famous ABC/JELLY ICE/HONEY DEW SPECIAL.....hahaha...It was raining heavily but still we went there....missed TC...

I will be waiting for the KL and MMU gang to reach Kuantan....i might be fetching them back,waiting for Wai Chun to confirm with me....need to find another driver to fetch them as well...not enough space for 5 people in my car!!!!!excluding me of cause...

I oso heard that Chaw Kuin and Yit Yieng are coming back too.....wau!!!!!!damn a lot of people coming back.........damn happy.....
:)

I guess that's it from me now......til i post something here again....
Adios!!!!!

From: AaRonZ--

The past 3 days I had only, say, 45 minutes of sleep. My daily activities were so packed that some of them has to be called, nightly activities. I would love to tell you the activities that required me to play a central role on them, except that I would have to shoot you after I tell you. No, just kidding. There is nothing for me to hide from you people who happen to me by really great friends.

I was just busy, wading through wads and wads of electronic mail on the net, alerting me that I have just won 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000.00 dollars in cash and a trip to Mars. I also happen to be in need of a fake degree, a Porsche, and a larger reproductive organ. I wonder how those really smart people in The Big Internet Database In The Sky know that. Maybe they have been placing tiny cameras to catch my every move, just in case I turn out to be, say, Osama's grandfather.

This is true. According to CNN, an extremely reliable source of distorted news to make it look as if the United States of America happens to be our God, and Saviour, and Ruler, the ascending paranoia is due to people wanting to know if they live next to someone of Arab descent who plans to fly a helicopter into the White House the following week. They also want to know if their wife is sleeping with the mailman. Therefore, they appealed to the Higher Authorities a.k.a. Dictator a.k.a. Bush to make every piece of information known to the government, who in turn will alert the citizens if their neigbour was/is a Nazi General. Or if their wife slept with the mailman.

So let me get the facts straight: People in the US are putting their privacy at stake to know the affairs of their spouses. The government monitors every bit of information that passes through anything electronic. For example, they will know if you bought fetish leather underwear with your credit card. They will also know that you rented "Pearl Harbour II:Naked Nurses and Feocious Fighters" last week and returned it an hour late. I wonder what they do with the information. Maybe they sell it to your wife.

Which leads me back to the topic. If the US is practising that, it would only be wise to assume that other countries on this planet will practise it too. Because nobody wants to defy the US. They'll bomb any country which doesn't follow their practise, which is why Atlantis is currently underwater. So, beware, readers of today's blog. All of you are being watched and monitored by the government like little lab rats.

They(the goverment) are THE EYE of the nation, checking if anybody is depicting our Prime Minister as a fat, pink mammal which starred in "Babe, Pig In The Big City" like Harakah did. They also want to know if any of you have been naughty little kids and surfing websites saturated with art depicting various humans in really, um, shall I say, naughty poses.

Which leaves me with advice for you people should you all wish to shop in the future.

Always, and I repeat, always, purchase fetish leather underwear with cash.

Hm....Ben,or should i call Agent D24...haha...wat a nickname...i wonder who gave u that.....well,i dunno wat to write....jes some craps will do...like Ben alwiz did...

This time it was Sarah's turn to go back to the land of Kuala Lumpur....Her holiday finishes this Sunday...but insisted to go back today...pity me...

As wat Ben said before....the bmt_circle has been quiet lately...is it that busy til cant post a short message?? Hm...couldnt imagine it...Heard that Tan and Josh are coming back to our beloved hometown in a week time...how happy are we....hahaha.Now we got another group of friends to go out with...although it's just for a week....better than nuthing rite...

I don't know when is Teik Jian coming back....he's not sure...i wonder why can't he be certain about it...want to teman cassling there??only he knows...hehehe

The Hulk came out yesterday.....i soooo want to watch it.....but i need to wait for Josh n Tan to come back 1st since they too want to watch it....*sialz* it's okay...i can wait....

Today whole day in school practise choir...damn sucks!~!~Joanna so damn garang(joking yea)......competition is next week...next friday...sure die!! By the way tomorrow got choir practise in the morning at 8am.....siao man....want to sleep also can't....aiihz....

Hm...dunno wat to write dy....want to sleep dy...erm..just post sumthing at bmt_circle....keep us update with wats goin on around ur area... cioaz..


From: AaRonZ--

I've got a new nickname. It is really cool. Even better than James Bond's Double-Oh-Seven, better than those code names you see in was movies ("Eagle One Out!" "Roger that, Anteater 273"). It is really, really nice- the kind of name that can evoke jealousy and envy in even the nicest of all people. Haha Wei-Iou, I've got a great nickname and you can't have it. NeenerNeenerNeener.

Call me Agent D24. The Durian King.

I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. The BMT Circle has become less active day by day. Well, technically, almost everybody expected this to happen. It happened to Tamagotchi and Digimon; it happened too to Pokemon and Magic:The Gathering. Hype comes, hype blows up, hype dies down. It's almost like fashion. What's interesting this second may not be in the next.

Well, good news is that I don't have to put up with at least 378 new e-mails a day which go roughly along these lines:

Hi... **Place where you're in** is fine... nice... weather okay... stormy at times... gotta go feed my housemates, they're barking at me already... bye... post next week...

Granted, there are some people (Dixie, especially) who actually put their feelings into the Circle, about how they miss us, and feel lonely, and how much life is different without their pals (which happen to be you people reading this). Whereas, others just ramble about how nice (or horrible) their place is and the weather. Not that I hate it, it's good to know that you people still remember about our friendship and all, but some of you make it so short that it's almost always shorter than 50 words.

We're in Kuantan. We have no broadband or Stream-My-Ass. It takes approximately 5 days to load a single webpage here. And after 5 days is through, we come back and take a look at a miserable post just 7 words long. And shorter than a centipede too. Mostly monosyllabic. You get my point- please make the wait we have to go through worth it; a measly haiku about clouds and traffic CANNOT compensate for a wait longer than our annual election.

The bad news is, if you people don't post anything, none of us will ever know if anything particularly interesting befalls you i.e. marriage, dating, kissing, giving birth to a still-born, engaging in bizarre mating activities with primates, starring in a hardcore movie with CGI orgasm scenes, and the list goes on. And we, as your childhood friends, would certainly like to know about goings on like this in order to spread gossip about those involved. ("Hei, have you heard about *****? I heard she starred in "A Day In The Life Of A Flight Stewardess II", sponsored by Singapore Airlines." "Yealer, what to do, Singapore kiasu what")

We are your FRIENDS. We definitely want to know if you fall in love with a lesbian nun who was once straight but had a change of heart after her ex-husband made love to a male goat before asking for a divorce yet not wanting to have custody over the albino son who was born without an arm but went for corrective surgery during which the doctor fastened a hose instead of an electric arm to his limb resulting in him not having a date for the past 40 years. What are friends for?

To help spread your story around so that people will start donating to your cause until you can afford to pay the medical expenses for your future 40 year old hose-handed albino son. And have fun while doing it too of course. We'll support you if you decide to write a biography based on your personal life- The Confessions Of A Lesbian Nun Lover.

Speaking of books, Harry Potter Book 5 is going to be released in 2 days. I hope I can get it from Popular in Kuantan. I guess I kind of like Harry Potter, because it provides escapism for my brain which is overloaded with stress from having to pack for Sunway. Should I bring my CDs there? Should I bring only the original ones? Do I have any original ones?

So anyway, I believe that die hard Potter fans will crowd in front of Popular at midnight, on the 21st of June, chanting in unison: "Give us Harry Potter or we will burn your shop down". You can count on me and Eileen Belon being there. We will probably camp outside there, starting tonight, and stay as long as possible. We're not insane or obsessive. It's just a way of life, a part of culture. You know:

Hype comes, hype blows up, hype dies down.

Today I will do something rather interesting. I will put on, here, the website of a guy who works as a scam-buster. Indeed, there are internet scams out there, people who try to get you to deposit a few thousand bucks into their bank accounts by saying that their dad died, their mom has AIDS, their dog is gay, whatever.

And this guy plays along. Wow. He even flies to the place where they ask him to meet (Dubai, Spain) to play them out. He's one mean fella, this guy. Rather smart too.

So I will make this blog short and sweet. Read this page. It's entertaining, like how we get other guys to impersonate girls and woo our friends into believeing that they (the imaginary girls) are well and alive. It's rather long, takes maybe 30 minutes to complete, but well worth the effort reading it.

Maybe one of these days we should write to Mr. Solomon Mupesa for the fun of it.

http://www.craigmcateer.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/mupesa.htm

So I was figuring, it isn't THAT easy to come up with something amusing daily, most probably because I myself am not an interesting person. When I say that I'm not interesting, I don't mean I bore the hell out of everybody. On the contrary, I only bore the hell out of a few people, which means that I can't be considered esoteric.(WORD OF THE DAY-I'll belanja the 1st guy who can give me the exact meaning of this word in the BMT Circle when I go to Sunway)

However, there are times when I have absolutely nothing to write or cover, which is why I am asking you guys to give me articles to churn out by first PROVIDING me with a topic. Heck, you can't expect me to talk about Kuantan everyday;or the BMT Circle, for the matter. So I would very much appreciate it if you all would mail ANYTHING amusing to me, be it funny pictures, dirty pictures, pictures of you in the shower, touching stuff, or something you personally find amusing. (like Beethoven actually wrote 12,903 score sheets, but only up to 100 was published and made known) (or that Brad Pitt was caught having bizarre sex with a vigorous monkey in the Botanical Gardens, Penang)

What gives, I get. What you send in to me, I will produce something interesting. (or at least, try, for that matter, to produce something interesting) Send your contributions to me at: doinkiez@hotmail.com. This mailbox is specifically for those who:

a) don't know that I have changed my e-mail address to the_blue_durian@yahoo.co.uk
b) would like to send interesting pictures or articles or websites to me.
c) are to lazy to memorise my new e-mail address

And, so, we go to today's shocking, hair-raising, interesting, multifaceted, layered, intriguing, mysterious topic which is: STUPID PICTURES

As you all recalled, I recently published a blog which concerned Jenna, a noseless, tongueless, brainless, careless whore who happens to be dead. I was introduced to Jenna via e-mail by someone incredibly stupid to believe that if they did not introduce her to me, Jenna would make sure they would be castrated within the next 5 minutes. Even the girls. Don't ask me how they castrate girls, I don't even dare imagine.

So anyway, Jenna wasn't as scary as she was stupid. But then again, some of you people, psychos if I may say, send me something even more senseless than Jenna. You people send me pictures of girls with their livers and kidneys and bladders hung around the room like a Picasso drawing. For God's sake, internal organ worshippers, leave me out of your weird, weird rituals. I don't want to know how beautiful your spleen is when it is wrapped with your colon. I have no intention to see disembowelled, dead girls on the floor, even if the girls are nude. I do not want to see the after-product of serial killers or serial rapists, even though they do it tastefully by practising those sick deeds in a garden, or on a cliff overlooking the ocean.

Why you ask?

Those pictures are downright scary.

They show me how sick humans can get when we lose control of ourselves- we become nothing more than beasts. They show me how our lives revolve around morbidity and violence so much, to the extent that we are starting, if not already, to integrate it into our culture. And don't make me launch into a dramatic soliloquy on how we are already messed-up as a generation.

I read a few days ago, an article on how teenagers in Thailand cope with school stress-they shoot people. They shoot their teachers, their classmates, and their friends. Some of them end up shooting theirselves. We are fed the fact that we have the right to end lives whenever we want, however we want. People bully us, we shoot them. Teachers pressure us, we shoot them. Our friends dump us, we shoot them. I thought that was a trend practised only in the US.

Unless I am mistaken, Thailand is located somewhere in Asia, near Malaysia. Possibly a neighbouring country. Let's wake up, people. Our neighbours are starting to shoot each other.

Sooner or later it's gonna be our turn.

I have finally been hit by the severity of my situation.

I will be leaving in 2 weeks, and I haven't packed a single thing. Damn it, I hate to admit this, but I'll miss Kuantan for sure. Teluk Cempedak, however dirty or crappy, no matter how many people have drowned in the shark-infested waters there, will be remembered for its delicious Honeydew Special. Likewise, SABS, the school, which I so despised for its toxicated canteen-food and wolf-like teachers prowling up and down, hoping to catch you breaking a rule so you can be expelled on the spot, will always have a place in my heart (except for the canteen food, and our ex-HM, Abdul Rahim Mansur).

Life in Kuantan actually rocked, although many will deny it. Kuantan, land of the cheap food and enormous cups of fruit juice, is a pretty okay place to live. I mean, you don't see racism or sexism or ageism here. We mix with Malays (Juhan) and Indians (Krishna, Sarah, etc.) just fine, although the BMT gang is predominantly Chinese. And there is no extortion or bullying present, unlike what you read in the papers. Even the teachers, who can be mean at times, aren't really blood-sucking vampires waiting to pounce on you and suck up all your blood; they're pretty okay in comparison with the evil freaks teaching in city schools.

Plus, tuition fees in Kuantan are considerably cheap.

One thing Kuantan lacks, is happening stuff, by which I mean concerts or pubs or even an actor's studio. It also boasts of a very minimal number (read: less than 10) of hangout places. But all in all, in a nut shell, I guess Kuantan will always be Kuantan.

Rubbish-filled beaches, murky waters, huge mugs of juices, crunchy keropok. They are all a part of Kuantan. A part of our culture. A part of us.

No matter how much we dislike it, or detest it, or hate it, we cannot run away from the fact that we grew up here. That we made our friends here. That we created fond memories, some as beautiful as a star-filled sky at midnight, here in boring old Kuantan. When we grow up, I like to think that we will all still be keeping in touch, even when we are successful in our respective professions. Meeting up with each other, chatting about the past, present and future.

Here's a toast to Kuantan, land of crunchy keropok, big mugs brimming with fruit juices, wolf-like teachers, Teluk Cempedak, SABS, Cherating, Golden Screen Cinemas, Berjaya Megamall, birthday parties, really terrible birthday cocktails, and fond memories.

Hi there!!
Nothing much happened for the past few days.Tien Choong left for Australia at 9.15....There goes another member of our BMT to the land of kangaroos...Dixie,don't b sad.Your friends are here for you... Erm...we had dinner together at East Grill...n a surprise birthday cake for me...thanx to all of u[sarah,dixie,ben,haur,joanna n qiyang]
It rained heavily yesterday.We couldn't come out from East Grill cause of the rain.So we sat in the restaurant and talk about ghost stories...every single ghost stories that we know of...hahaha
We had to go back cause East Grill was about to close...We had a wonderful dinner together.... ^_^
Today,on a lovely Sunday morning....Joanna,Sarah and Ah Haur went to KL....Joanna went there to watch a balet performance....Ah Haur's holiday is over so he's moving back to the Subang division of BMT....hehe
Sarah went back to KL just to attend a friend's surprise birhtday party.....coming back to Kuantan on Tuesday.
Me all alone in my home posting this messages to all of you out there to let you all know what is going on in Kuantan...

Kuantan,the base of BMT lives on!!!!!!!~~~~~!!!!!!

from: AaRonZ--

Happy birthday bouncer,
Happy birthday bouncer,
Happy birthday our dear BMT trademark bouncer who is a pretty good guy after all and drives a Proton Wira,
Happy birthday Aaron.

June 13 and 14 happens to be 2 very special days for BMTians. Why? Because we have back-to-back birthday celebrations. That means:

a) TWICE the amount of celebration
b) TWICE the amount of presents
c) TWICE the amount of horrible singing
d) TWICE the amount of birthday parties
e) TWICE the amount of money and time spent on the crap mentioned above.

(To Hannah, Tien Choong, and Aaron, you all are not crappy. You all are real nice people, really. It's just that we hate shopping for the perfect present. It is almost impossible to find you people the best, because you all deserve more than what we can find for you people. Too bad. No presents for this year then, and the next. And the next. And the next.)

Anyway, my main topic for today is this: my medical checkup. Today, I went to the Specialist Hospital to do my medical checkup for the JPA thing, and guess what, they stuck two needles into me. A bunch of profesionally-trained medics, most which I presume have enough degree certificates to fill the Grand Canyon, stuck two huge needles the size of whale-hunting harpoons into- no points for guessing- me. I nearly died on the spot, except for the fact that I died 3 days ago (Thanks Jenna).

In the past, when we were small and tiny little tots, cute and adorable, we would open our tiny little mouths and make loud, wailing, siren-like sounds to signal that a couple of idiots forced gigantic, incredibly knife-like structures into our epidermis. Now that we're 17 years older, we can hit them with a hammer and jam the darn needles down their throats.

If we're in luck we won't be admitted into asylums with iron-barred windows.

So, anyway, the medical check up went fine. I got stuck into by a few needles, thats all. Not only that, I am not allowed to eat seafood or eggs for 3 days. I am a seafoodtarian- I survive solely on seafood. Maybe I should admit myself into an asylum. I cannot stand the idea of not having eat my favourite foods for 3 whole days- no nasi lemak (sambal made of anchovies), no fish curry, no sharksfin, no abalone, no tuna sandwiches... *sob*

I'm on the verge of losing my marbles. Do we have to wait and see how a poor 18-year old teenage boy attempts suicide because he wasn't allowed to have the thing he loved most? (I am definitely not referring to pornography here, so get that sick idea off your head) Do we have to see what a great price humanity has to pay in terms of marble-loss when we are forbidden to touch the other side of heaven? (I am still not referring to pornography here) Do we want to know the fatal consequences of disallowing pornog... I mean, seafood, to the masses who have just gone for medical checkups?

Well, they jam the darn needles down the doctors' throats.

hm....today nuthing much happened....as usual i guess...today i din go to school...din really know wat actually happened in school....ponteng once a while is a good thing to do...haha....
Tonight,we had a surprise burfday party....for tien choong at I-ZONE...a burfday n farewell party as well....he's leaving tmr as everybody knows....it was not bad...we brought a cheesecake for him...KTOD was so happy bout it...hehe...we even had dixie n choong to eat the cake from mouth to mouth...HAHHAHAH...how bad are we man....we had a wonderful time there although it was just for a moment...we had too much fun til KTOD's character in runescape DIED....hahahha...:P
After the party me,Haur n Benz went for supper....where else if not PEI CHAIZ...Lau'z favourite 'nasi lemak' place..hehe...[lau,miz da nasi lemak anot...hehe] we each had a nasi lemak n a roti canaiz...we talk crapz da whole time.....as usual u guys know that Ben is the KING OF CRAPZ...just joking man..
We went back after that....this is how our life in Kuantan is....i think its stil better than Subang cause their blog hasn't been update for a very long time...i wonder wat actually happened to Jon n the others...hehe...alive i hope... :P
Well,need to sleep..though i'm not going to school tmr...stil need some rest..ciaoz guys....til i post sumthing else here since Ben the lazy a$$ has run out of ideas.....

:-)

from: AaRonZ--

So, you know, I was figuring. This is Kuantan, this place where I currently live in is named Kuantan. It not only has a stupid name, it also happens to be one of the most boring and most monotonous places in the world. This is probably paradise for old geezers who plan to retire in a couple of months. But for us, mere mortals, mere teenagers, this place symbolises hell of eternal boredom. I'm not kidding. Two weeks ago, a Chinese orchestra came to Kuantan and performed in the Huge-Hall-Of-Kuantan (by which I mean the one beside the golf club and the Menteri Besar's house). People thronged the hall until it was half full, by which we can estimate that at least 300 people were present that fateful night.

WOW.

That was the biggest, most happening, most in-thing-event to come to Kuantan AFTER the Charity Dinner, which was like, a month ago. Now for those of you who are sarcasm-impaired, let me rephrase the point which I was trying to get across to you in layman terms: A dumb orchestra is treated like a rave party which includes mass orgy its in itinerary by the citizens of Kuantan.

Don't get me wrong here. The orchestra was fine. The people on the instruments were good, especially the female percussionist who was wiggling her body together with the tempo ala Ricky Martin. The songs were okay, especially the ones they performed during the encore. It's just that, well, I cannot imagine living in a town where a cultural performance is enlikened to the Academy Awards. Besides that, it has been 2 weeks and nary an interesting performance can be found.

So, ladies and gentlemen, that is why you'll see more ramblings than actual happenings in Kuantan posted here. For the record, let me tell you why:

a) People log in to this page quite a lot, and they want to see something, be it interesting or not. Therefore, I hae to post something almost daily to satisfy their needs, which is to see that this page is actually still functioning as normal, although almost all the sentences originate from words desperately trying to form a sarcastic (and sometimes humorous) joke (and sometimes really lame).

b) I am a bored guy. I have stopped going to school. I am left with 24 hours, 12 which I use to sleep, another 12 during which I do absolutely nothing. I need something to stimulate my mind. Television, radio and books can only do that to a certain extent, I don't wank, therefore, my ideal alternative is to write. And here at BMT Kuantan, I am given a whole piece of endless canvas for me to jot down random musings.

I will try my best to write something everyday, because I know how it feels logging into a page 10 days in succession and see nothing new on it. It is extremely frustrating, Jon, just wanted you to know that. :P

Anyway, I had my last driving class today. It turned out pretty fine. I knocked nobody. I crashed into nothing. Sorry to disappoint you people who expected something more soap-opera like from me. I did not hit a fire-hydrant, spinned 720 degrees, rammed sideways into a gasoline tanker and thus created a fireball or an inferno or a cataclysmic disaster. Ha-ha. I'll be taking my driving test next week, and I'll definitely pass it, if you get my drift here, because I will not have time to take the test again. I therefore have no choice but to pass it with flying colours. Yippee in advance.

Oh yeah, I'm really glad to see that the BMT Circle has been getting more and more response. People from HELP and Kuantan and all over the place (not to mention New Zealand and Australia) have been writing in, and I would like to thank you guys for your posts, no matter how short they are.

It is good to know that you people are still alive, breathing and incredibly immature for your ages.

Hei folks, guess what? You'd never know- I'm dead, officially. No kidding, I really am dead. Why, you ask? Because I received a particular e-mail from a pea-brained friend who I wish to decline to name, but will give you a few clues to her unknowned identity (her surname is Ng, her name Vivien). So anyway, the exact, unaltered e-mail reads like this:

WARNING: Please bear in mind that I, Ben Ng Eng Zhen, will not be responsible should you suffer heart attacks, concussion, or unstoppable laughing fits which may or may not lead to death following the reading of the copy of the e-mail as posted below.

***
Hello my name is jenna.....i am 7 years old with black hair and red eyes. i
have no nose or ears.... i am dead. if you do not send this 15 people in the
next 5 minutes i will appear tonight by your bed with a knife and kill you..
this is no joke... Something good will happen to u 2nite at 9:22. This is
not a joke some1 will either call u or will talk to u online and say that
they love u. do not break it
***

So people, see and realise, that I, Ben Ng, am dead because little Jenna, who apparently has absolutely no nose or ears (or brains, for that matter) appeared by my bed last night and killed me. Boo hoo, poor me. No, seriously, I am alive, unfortunately for the initial sender of the e-mail, whose plan to kill me obviously worked not, and am wondering right now, what kind of idiot can be scared the shit out of by sending something so horribly wrong grammatically. Granted, she's is a noseless, earless 7 year old, but that does not give her the excuse to write something so atrociously horrible. My my, Cik Zamzam would suffer an epilepsy fit should she reads the above e-mail. I would be more scared if I got a grammatically CORRECT letter from a lawyer threatening to sue me for bedding his wife anytime, even if I did not, or even if the lawyer happens to be a fanged vampire suffering from erectile dysfunction. I shudder at the thought of getting sued by a vampire who cannot reproduce sexually, not at the thought that a noseless, earless girl will stab me with a butter knife if I did not send the e-mail which she started to 15 other inhabitants of Planet Earth.

And besides, I was thinking, if somebody with no nose or ears were to appear holding a butter knife in your bedroom, what would your initial reaction be? Wet your pants? Cry? Scream in utter terror?

I think I'd die.

Laughing.

Seriously. I cannot imagine something that looks some what like 3rd-grade freak show material coming to stalk me with a butter knife. Didn't she get some scaring tips from Samara (The Ring) or Haley Joel Osment, who by the way has established his reputation as Mr. Scary of Hollywood.

But anyway, that was a pretty long starter. and I shall now spend my time writing about what I should. Today is June 10, which probably marks the day when the entire BMT gang registers at UiTM for their courses. Now, from various sources, I have deduced this: Shah Alam, where UiTM is located, is 20 minutes from KL. And Kajang, where UNITEN is located, is 45 minutes from KL (time allocated for jam and accidents and riots not included-you do the math yourself), so we can actually meet each other pretty often, maybe even weekly.

Then we, the Kuantan people can drop in KL once in a while to meet you guys. And while you Kuantan people are on the way there, maybe you can drop by my grave and visit with flowers. I think I'll go for white carnations. You had BETTER get me white carnations.

Or else little Jenna's gonna come get you.

Well,what can i say here.....let me tell u guys bout the trip to melaka me n haur went....it was a wonderful trip there.We stayed there for 3 days 2 nights.What a waste for Sarah who 'fong fei kei' us at the very last minute.Hm....we had a splendid time there...we went Mahkota Parade and had the very famous chicken rice ball.The night we came down we went to Jonker Street.This is the so called Melaka "PETALING STREET"....with less people of course.There we had ais kacang which is totally so SMALL and damn sweet...
We had a conversation with a BABA who tells us to study and not to waste our time on wooing girls as he had experience it before....da funniest of all is when he said that during standard 1-6 he was in top 10....go to form 3-5 ....ALL GONE.....cause of wat...CAUSE OF GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!! So that was our 1st day there....
Oh yea...we saw Cassling....omg...she is so damn tall....good thing im still taller than her...our second day we went Zoo Melaka...haha...what a waste of time actually..hehe that night we had SATAY CELUP..which Teik Jian had only a few of it...dunno wats up with him...dieting i guess???? After the satay celup we had supper right away... :-)
The last day of our trip...we jes had lunch wif the MMU kia....and me n haur were on our way home to KUANTAN....this is just a briefing of our trip to melaka...wana know more contact me or Ah Haur... :P
Well,today in school is just as boring as any other normal days..Xin Hui,Yi Mun n Xiao Yen came to school today.they went to find some of thier ex-teachers..Oh yea not to forget Ah Haur oso came but late [as usual la]..hehe
During the afternoon,me,joanna,xin hui,sarah,qiyang n wai chunz[da movie freak] at last watched FINDING NEMO...hehe....damn funny...as wat jon had said in BMTSJ blog... :-) after the show me,ah xin,sarah n joanna went for dinner at HOUSE OF INDIA...which was kinda expensive...Sarah brought us there...ish ish..After dinner we went to Sarah's house to hav chesecake!! Not bad la...hopes Sarah won't read this..after that all of us went home.....
Well....that's it for today....since Ben can't write anything,it's up to me now....hahahha

From: AaRonZ--

Finally. I tried to update this darn post yesterday, but for some reason or other, Jaring refused to upload the page for me. But never mind, hei, everything's fine now. So far. I frankly wouldn't be surprised if this page refuses to be published or something, in which case I can practise a lawsuit or two against the makers of this darn computer I'm using right now.

But enough of this crap already, yesterday marked the 1st departure of 2 BMTians- CK and Yieng. They left approximately at 5 pm for UiTM (whatever that means, haven't been able to figure out yet), and they're probably hanging around in KL or Shah Alam now, doing facials and manicures and pedicures for the big day i.e. tomorrow, the day when they register their entry into UiTM. For the uninitiated, they are currently doing their A levels (i think) which will go on for 2 years, after which they will proceed to IMU (International Medical University, if I'm not mistaken) for a twinning programme in Pharmaceuticals.

Today will mark the departure of a few more people (some BMTians, some not-who cares), namely Sindhu, Wei-Iou, Yoong Wearn, Teoh Wei Ping, and Yeoh Wee Pin to UiTM for foundation and stuff. I think Sindhu's doing Dentistry, Wee Pin Engineering in France (which i think is pretty cool, especially since she's doing her Pre-U in France as well), YW and Wei Ping Bio Tech in USA, Wei-Iou medicine. Let's hope they'll have their own blog there so we won't have to phone them too often and therefore save our darn phone bills.

I skipped school today, so I can't update you on what happened in school today, though I can give you a rough idea of what happens in school DAILY. So to end today's post I will give you a highly-realistic, totally undistorted view of life in L6Sc3 in SABS:

School usually starts off with a bunch of sleepyheads, namely US, gathering outside the Aspura, waiting for the gate to open. If the teacher is present, we sleep while the teacher spews out undiscernable information and saliva in front of class, thus embarassing his/herself. If the teacher is not present, we still sleep. If we stayed up a little too late the night before watching dirty movies and wooing girls from halfway around the world through the internet, with luck, we'll sleep right till recess and escape immense boredom which we would have wallowed in if we didn't doze off in class.

Then it will be recess, which usually goes along these lines:
a)shove and push and jostle for the remaining piece of burnt keropok
b)shove and push and jostle to pay the makcik for the remaining piece of burnt keropok
c)shove and push and jostle your way out while trying not to drop the remaining piece of burnt keropok
d)eat the damn burnt keropok, which usually by this time is already in bits and pieces because some dumb-ass kid in Form 1 walked right into your poor keropok.
e)adjourn to the headquarters @ HQ @ girl's toilet in the new block

After recess, which is, more often than not, the most heralded period of time in school, we go back to class and sleep to school ends. The end. Finale. Finish. Fine. Bell rings, bye bye.

(Note that in the above summary of daily school routine, we means Ben alone. It would be more politically correct to say that people like Yieng and Jo Chow will be studying in front of Mr. KC the muttering idiot.)

(The part where we were watching dirty movies and wooing girls from halfway around the world refers to Mr. Liew Chee Leng and not Mr. Ng Eng Zhen, as you might have already guessed)

(The dumb-ass kid in Form 1 who walks right into our keropok is either Goh Yee Yeh's younger sister OR Tan Yit Yieng's younger sister)

(If we don't sleep, we'll probably engage in really dirty coversations concerning the size of the male reproductive organ, usually initiated by the same person over and over and over and over again)

Whoa. This is the 1st time I have suffered from writer's block. When I'm presented with a vast space of blankness, ideas usually flow non-stop, with the exception of this time round.

BMT Kuantan- I kind of like that name. In certain ways, the name BMT has evolved from a clique, to a culture. Kudos to Jon for actually coming up with the SJ Blogspot, which pretty much inspired the birth of BMT Kuantan. Personally, I find it a little late to come up with a blogspot, what more at this crucial period of time when everyone is leaving Kuantan- our spawning ground :P

From time to time, hopefully 4-5 times weekly , I'll get to post something here about the going ons in Kuantan (not that they are anything to shout about, by the way). I will be leaving for Sunway College soon, as you people know, and Dixie has agreed to take the place as the moderator of this blog.

This blog serves more as a newsletter or update letter as compared to the BMT Circle ( http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bmt_circle ). The BMT Circle is more interactive, in the sense that you get to post messages and reply to them, enabling communication. In a way, the BMT Kuantan blog will work hand in hand with the BMT Circle by providing us instantaneous updates which we can correspond to.

I hereby officiate the ceremony of the opening of blog BMT Kuantan.

Thank you.