I am Thompson Boy

#1 Do not fucking drive like a fucking old maid with 5 headed dildo up your ass if you choose to stay on the right lane Yes, I fucking mean it. If you want to do that, it's all fine with me. But you don't fucking do that on the third lane and people have things and places to rush to. BITCH! And when I come behind you and flashed and tailed your fucking ass...I mean it. MOVE BITCH! #2 When you are fucking stupid to get into an accident, be kind. GET THE FUCK OFF THE ROAD Instead of getting everyone involved. It's fucking 10pm. I am tired. I worked all day. I just want to go home. Not crawl for 5 miles. You get into accident. You don't come out to the road and get fucking kill and talk talk talk. You and the other idiot drive as far away as possible. No hon, the third lane on a flyover is NOT good enough. If cannot settle, quick quick go police station. Best place to settle. #3 If you are fucking lazy to fucking get a fucking TouchNGo or SmartTag then get the fuck off Yes

Watch it from begining where it goes RING RING! It's all TOO familiar...thats how I talk on the phone with my sistas!!!

What is a Janet sized flop? Well, I did my appraisal today...which is less of the praise and more on comments. I would want to take it positively but I wasn't thinking. I can't think. Other than the fact that they are confirming me as a staff, most of the attributes wasnt meeting expectations. Apparently my boss tried to explain to me that alot of things are under expectations but she can't put it that way or management will ask why they should confirm me as a staff when I am under performing. Critique includes that I don't understand the brands, consumers and category and doesn't challenge status quo to make things better. I don't identify new oppurtunity for the agency, no contribution to award winning, making client and brand famous. This part is very important apparently in my future objective. But the part that make me go ape like Janet is where I did not demostrates unyielding passion, enthusiasm and contributes above and beyond job scope. I am just too ti

So here I am at my room at 2.30 in the morning thinking that I have abandoned my blog for awhile now and it’s screaming for updates. I know, I know that I have been away and I guess part of the reason is the company blocking my access to blog sites. Anyway, that’s no excuse so here’s a little update for to be relished over with. I just came back from being a pimp; Upstairs’ Bitch wanted to go to this party for this cute boy whom she had a crush on and since she didn’t know anyone there, I was there to be the accessory in case she doesn’t have anyone to talk to. The boy is indeed cute but the club is way too straight and too rubbish RnB for my liking. Need not to say that we didn’t stay long and I only had one sip of the vodka. Really pissing me off. So it has come to this, fabulous advertising execs like me who doesn’t know anyone and refused to mingle around. But on the brighter note, yesterday was Kancil (results click here ) and I have been waiting to go for that for awhile now. I k

There's just so much to be thankful about, sometimes its all clouded by our day to day misery and the search and the yearn for more, more and more. When the night draws in, as I lay down in my bed, the rain tipping tapping outside, I feel really lucky. I know I could be unhappy about alot of things but let's just concentrate on the good things, shall we? I am thankful that... 1. I don't have to clean toilets, looking at those cleaner, I am sure they don't want to do that but sometimes life gives us no choice but a mop and strong arms. 2. I have two eyes that I can see all the beauty (and ugly) of the world, beautiful male bodies, beautiful flowers, beautiful clothes 3. I am not deaf - imagine a world without music. But then again you can always argue that if a person never heard music before in his entire life, he wouldn't know what he is missing out right? 4. I am glad that I have a roof over my head even if I have to share it with a detestable person. 5. I am glad

1.He is biased. If he doesn’t like or know something, that’s the end to it. No matter how unrealistic it sounded, if he thinks he right, everyone else is wrong. You really cannot reason with unreasonable person. 2.He thinks he is always right even though he is wrong and never admits to his mistakes. Self-glorification – he boasted that he’s the least fussy eater but everyone in the family knows how picky he is. I am the least fussy. 3.He never acknowledges any good that I did. I might not be the best son on earth, that much I admit but I am far from worst. I did my BA and never need to rely on him to guide me in the world – I worked my ass off to get where I am today. 4.He only thinks the worst of me. Too many examples, too many painful moments. 5.He thinks I should be at home by 8.30pm every night. For fucking god sake, I am 25. They are not going to live forever, if I don’t learn to take care of myself at this age, I never will. 6.He thinks I am earned and spend too much. It’s really

I was driving Cookie home, on our way I realised that I passed by one of my favourite nursery. Anyone who knows me know that I am not refering to those that house mini brats who scream and and behave badly everywhere you bring them around. Yup. it's plants' nusery. I know, I know...Mister Princess here, gardening, like get out of here. Truth to be told, I really like plants and gardening could be one of the most satisying hobby. Nothing beats looking at your plant flowering when you look out the window. Now, I live in an apartment and hence it's no any easy task to plant things. Luckily, it's on the ground floor and my room and kitchen face a mini plot of land outside. As you can see here, this is what the mini plot used to look like, nearly three years ago. Two years back, those crawling plants were growing at an alarming speed - covering all the wall, it went so slow that the management send their staff to come and tore down everything. Since then I lost interest with

Like I am BEYOND PISSED at this moment now. I am so pissed that this is beyond. For months now I have been following updates and trend spotting news from our headoffice in US with all the reports of what is changing the landscape of advertising these days and also to be in the know of the culture across the world. One thing about advertising is that we have to keep abreast with the latest. It's no suprise then when we see advertising peeps are normally young because they usually represent what is out there and they would know first hand the latest things from music to internet habits. So back to their reports, one of the interesting one which they don't have to tell me is the moving trends towards blogs and blogspot in particular, being the biggest and most popular. We, advertisers know the power of internet and in particularly the habit of blogging. In fact, we have employed or rather misuse some of the more popular blogs in Msia by inserting our advertising. I am not sure if

It's really wonderful being in the Post Office - for half an hour you play witness to many forms of human behaviour, mostly bad but what do you expect from Malaysian? So there I was trying to renew my driving license (could you believe it? it has been expired for like two months now) during lunch time which I knew was a bit mistake (crowded). Not a problem when my office is just across the road and my time is so flexible that I can hop by again later. So come half past two and very much to my dismay, the place is still crowded. I knew that I have to leave by three to catch a meeting and there were like more than 15 people ahead of me. Naturally, only two counter were opened (even though another clerk eventually sway by but he took his own sweet time and when I left, still no additional counter was opened) and plenty waiting to pay bills. I really can't understand that in this day of internet and phone banking and direct debit from credit card that there are still plenty going t

I am quite appalled with the recent happenings in this fourth world, up the tree country that I am calling home. At the risk of making my blog absolutely unfabulous (it should be plastered with my latest sexcapade or glamourous rendezvous) and all too political and very society (it should be on high society, thats what), I really have to say this - what the fuck is wrong with people we hire and elect here in the country? They are basically saying that rape is justified because she is born a woman or someone should be killed just because of his or her skin color. These people doesn't have a wife, mother, daughter, sister or friend? Maybe an ape gave birth to them and they marry a rock as wife. What nonsense!! Oh god, will someone either transport me out from here or slap some sense into those idiots? How much more longer do we, Malaysian with just a little bit more brain and heart than those imbeciles have to live with these STUPID statements and actions? Kau meng loh!!!! Despite

Kancil So like yesterday I went to this award show for radio ads and it was all right. Actually it was boring as hell. It’s bad enough not to win anything (expected since we didn’t many submission) so we spend the night watching Naga DBB cough*mediaawhore*dirtymoney*cough, Interface (of course they won all on Xpax which of course the account taken away from us) and AMP going up the stage. It’s not much of a deal of us creative agencies but rather the thing for broadcaster. It’s time to slap each another’s back for all the media money that they have gathered especially true with AMP acting as a agency, from writing scripts to free recording for them. After all, they already have the radio personality free to be used. And they always give client what they want. Is it always a good thing? Well, things are changing and creative agencies can’t stop them. Everyone’s out to make money. Radio has always been one of the categories of many things that we do and I have not done much of radio in

I was looking for some article online for some research work, reading the sensation news on Malaysian's new hobby of blowing people into pieces and found this crap . Thank you, The Star! Mongolian students express shock PENANG: Mongolian students here are shocked by the brutal murder of 28-year-old Mongolian freelance model Altantuya Shaariibuu. "We do not know her but we are shocked to learn about her murder. We are also scared," said Dorj Solongo, 23, when met at a college here. Ermm...point number one, you are not alone when it comes to being shocked. Any form of murder are shocking unless of course our society has graduated into some cold and heartless zombies who are so immune to suffering, crime and killings. Wait a minute we are but this case is sensational and yes, we do not know her as well. No one so stupid (like you) would have expected you to know her just because you are from the same country. Like how stupid people assumed that you will be perfect to be intr

This is beyond!!! I am feeling all sexy now that the office is quiet for lunch time, it is a long duration from 12 to 2. I put on my earphone and chilling down to sultry tunes from Kaskade (Heartbeat is so sexy like oh my god). I just emailed my boss everything that she wants and I am sitting down looking pretty. After all, they don't need my help in anything, so be it. Let them die and do the damn plan which I already know and are capable of doing. Ladies and gayman, may I present to you: Above & Beyond. You can read all the minor details from wikipedia from who they are and how the started and all. They are basically first and foremost trance oriented group - what is trance you ask me? I am no expert and not really a DJ (and you can read all the boring and yawn worthy details from wikipedia anyway) but the word trance itself means a state of (un)consciousness/esctasy and thats exactly what the music do to you. There's a different between trance and house and techno. The

It's amazing how many stupid people are actually out there and are allowed to walk on the streets that I am walking on. For three days in a row now I have seen stupid tractors/trucks/lorry going up fly-overs with the speed of snail. Our fabulously designed and constructed LDP is of course a two lane and when going uphill, no car with sense would want to be stuck behind those big asses so can you imagine, all the cars trying to get to the right lane and hence creating a mini and unneccesary congestion. The truth to the matter is, they are NOT allowed to be going up the flyover at the first place. Them and stupid motorbikes. LDP is designed with alot of flyovers to avoid having too many traffic lights (traffic lights as we all know can create traffic jam). However, those who choose and have to make a turn to the other side of the road will have to stay under the flyover and wait at the traffic lights. You can also use the lane below the flyovers to go across, not just to turn right o

Statement Regarding The Date with Mr. Wrong" - "WIth or Without & Downtown" Post Nov 17 2006 (Kuala Lumpur) - With regards to the many comments, well wishes and questions posted to and on http://thompsoboy.blogspot.com, the owner Thompsonboy (TB) would like to clarify on the following: 1. The date was with Mr. Wrong. Not Wong. TB's surname is Wong. 2. TB insisted that he is not " running away" nor avoiding any form of contact with Mr. Wrong. He is merely controlling the situation and is very concerned that the current state is "too fast, too soon" 3. TB felt that the situation is "too fast, too soon" because he cannot confirm his feelings. 4. TB cannot confirm his feelings to date and hence extremely concerned with the posibility of causing distress and emtional damage to Mr. Wrong. Mr. Wrong is allegedly very 'taken over' with TB. 5. TB insisted that he has nothing against or not prejudiced against Chinese educated, speaking

I gathered there’s a lot (ok, maybe more than usual) of attention with regards to me and the so-called date yesterday with Mr. Wrong. To clear the air, I did not sleep with him yesterday as some of my sisters would have predicted. Really it was the usual going out and all and the highlight of the evening was bumping into my manager when I was lining up for my ticket. Thank God I wasn’t bitching about anything related to work because he was standing in front of me for a good 15-20 minutes, yes the bloody ticket reservation line was that long and slow. Mr. Wrong did everything right - the usual call to check if you arrive home safetly and all that. In fact he asked me out again which I politely declined. It's not like I am not going to see him again or anything but too much, too fast - I just can't cope. Besides, I don't want to get him all excited and hurt him at the end. Something which I think I would be doing. But whatever, this is not top of my mind right now. I have thi

I am quite happy to have good feedback on Kaskade because I love music and there’s nothing better than sharing them. I will write about a few other artist which I am really into, some are well known dance classic makers, while the other obscure good. I spend a few hours yesterday night going through my songs – the good stuff until 4.30 in the morning. Most people these days probably have one mp3 player or another, mine’s the iPod (2nd generation, bulky and all but still good). Should have gotten more than 20GB but I followed the wrong advise, Fei Mui said that I will never use up the capacity. Guess what? He’s wrong. To me, it’s not so much taking out for the show or for casual listening. It is the best thing since slice bread. Functionality mixes with style. My baby – I named it Comel sits on my bedside table. He follows me whenever I go traveling or holiday – be it train or flight. Best companion ever and also my right before falling asleep partner. Sometimes when I can’t sleep, it w

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I am not talking about the usual bullshit or the romantic love kind. Plenty of love, self love, and all sort of feelings and emotions designed to screw up one's life. Probably the need for different type of love is driving everyone out of sanity and into the nearest whore gym. The love for six pecs, the love of being seen, the love of cruising and perhaps more outrageous - finding love. Apparently from the advertising POV, the numbers of membership is certainly growing, it's a trend, lifestyle and fast becoming a necessity and it's always good to catch up with them. As much as I hate gym and their members, they do provide a targeted and specific audience who are so called in tune with health and all those shits or not. Back to the membership, it seems that you can throw a stone and hit 5 members on the street these days. It's the new credit card - you just need it in your wallet. It didn’t use to be a must have thing – nowadays, aunties, uncles, straight boys and girls