Bought my Civic Black

Down payment 30K, loan 34.3K over 6 years at 2.5%.

Took only one day to decide.

Am I too rash?

To Buy Or Not To Buy?

Someone please give me an answer...

Come Back Liao Loh...

Finally, after a back-splitting ass-burning 27 hours journey, I'm back. The CB flight was really tekan-ing. I ask my good friend Jester why the flight must split into two? During the transit, it was fcuking sianz and had to cho bo lan for 6 hours.

He said "Use your blain use your blain... if fly continously for 21 hours, the pilots will shack out, and also the plane got no space to store so much yeew mah." I retorted, "Mai cock la, every plane got 4 pilots one mah. They can always rotate. As for fuel problem, they can always pump fuel in the air using the mobile petrol plane." Jester rolled his eyes and said "KNN... you think you taking fighter plane ah?!? Joker la you..."

Saw this ang mo gal stared into window blankly for 30 mins, so I took this pic to show you guys how sianz it was.



Frankfurt airport really nothing much to do one lor. Only got one miserable casino and sibeh juay lang shack out waiting for transit. If only they can provide more beds and free massage service.





After out of Singapore for so long, many things never change. The weather is still so fcuking hot. Walk a bit my forehead cry. Walk somemore my balls also cry. In US, the weather so nice. Walk two hours also no sweat. But hor... the weather there is too dry lor. My pisai will dry until stucked in my nose. So difficult to dig my nose. In Singapore, digging nose is a pleasure coz can slowly retrieve and roll the pisai into soft doughs. In US, the pisai hardened until it doesn't want to leave my nose. Gotta keep digging and digging... machiam really digging gold like dat. Then when finally it's out, got a bit blood. Really er xin lor.

One thing did change in Singapore. Nowadays, writing blogs can land you in jail one. So one must really be careful. Lockson read the news liao beri scared and sianz. I pitied those unlucky two who kena jailed for stupid reason. Lucky Lockson never write any racist or anti-gahment entries yet. If not the gahment will come squeeze my balls.

Going Downtown

Today is sunday and a sunny day. Lockson was very bored in hotel, so I pulled along my colleague and drove down to downtown. The chio hotel receptionist wrote down the directions for us and we just blindly followed.

After driving for 1 hour, we found less and less cars. I was thinking inside "KNN... how come downtown so isolated one?". Suddenly, we saw one big big sign...



CCB... she gave us the wrong direction and we ended up in another state.

This was supposed to be a sunny sunday and rockson wanted some action in town. So we ke-bah-ka-lang-bu-sing and shot back South.

After driving for another 2 hours, we finally reached downtown.



Immediately, we cheong to the Coca Cola Museum. I read somewhere that if we dun go Coca Cola Museum, we have never been to downtown. So Lockson must go there take pictures to proof to my friends that I've been there.



The ang mo uncle told us the entrance fees is 9 US dollars. Wan lanz eh... must pay so much to see coke. But bo bianz... since we drove so far liao, may as well go in and see see look look lor.

Inside the museum got a lot of historic exhibits. Got posters, coke cans, bottles, and even got a giant coke making machine. We also got to taste the different coke products sold all over the world.



All the ang mos very interested in the watermelon cock sold in China. The thought of mixing watermelon with coke is very er xin leh. But I tried some and actually buay pai leh. Dunno why some ang mo drank liao puke all over the place. There's one drink I dun like and it's the bitter aperitif sold in Italy. Very bitter one... and taste like some vomit. I drink liao also want to vomit. Scarly was someone drink liao not happy, go vomit into the machine. That's why taste like vomit.

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After that, we went to the underground. My colleague says we take underground to which station? I knocked her head and said "Underground your head lah. This is the name of an underground shopping mall".

Inside the shopping mall very dark lor, and got a lot of funky looking afro-american people. The shops also very funky looking one, selling tattos, nipple piercing and all the stuffs that Lockson dun like.

Lockson afraid of pain, so never go pierce my nipples. Maybe next time when I kee siao, I go pierce lor...

Driving in USA

Lockson just got my license few weeks ago. Since USA is fcuking big, my boss allowed us to rent a car to drive around.

KNN... Lim Peh first time driving in foreign country and they gave us a super big 4.7 litre car. Machiam driving 3 tonner like dat.



After driving it for two days, me and my colleague found it too big for our liking. So we drove the monster back to the car rental and said KNNBCCB... give us a smaller car leh. The ang mo gal dun understand what KNNBCCB is... but promised to change to a smaller car for us anyway.

So she got this for us.



CCB... simple English also dun understand. We said smaller car mah. This one small meh?

We gave up and stucked to the new car. At least, this car looks smaller and nicer. (But in actual fact is longer lor)

Driving in USA is a slightly different experience. First of all, the steering wheel is on the left side and the roads are dom-ba-lek one. Got one time I turned into on-coming traffic, but heng heng got no car. If not, the Ang Mo will surely fcuk me upside down.

But hor, Americans are more patient drivers than Singapore Lang lor. Some of them will give way to us when we are stucked in minor road turning out to major road. These people are really steady bom bi bi one. Also, when we give way to them, they'll roll down window and wave at us. In Singapore, you dun give way to people, they'll roll down window and point middle finger at us.

One day, my boss brought the whole team out for team building and we went to play cart racing.



Wan lan eh... those ang mo colleagues all siao gia one. Must be too stressed in work and releasing their frustrations here. They think they are really F1 racers. While in the race tracks, they kept overtaking me by hitting my buttock with their bumper. Lucky I got wear double layer underwear. If not, my ass will kena poke until blood spills out.

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One of my colleague is driving a BMW 3 series. So I told him he's very rich leh. He stared at me blankly with a "Huh?" expression and said "Dude... that piece of metal cost me only USD28000.



I look at him and said "You gotta be kidding me! How old is your machine?".

He knocked my head and said "This ain't no scrap metal. It's a brand new gadget!"

KNN... why are we paying SGD150,000 for a BMW in Singapore when it's so cheapskate here. BMW owners in Singapore must be kee siao one.

Lockson in USA

Lockson is a lucky boy, coz I'm sent to USA for training by my company.

But KNN... I had to take economy class because company is practising cost cutting. Imagine squeezing in between two big sized ang mos for some many hours... my marbles will get crushed. Now I know why some ex CEO of some organization takes first class. Because first class seats are super big and he's got enough space to rest his marbles. But too bad after the whole world knows about this, his marbles got squeezed by the whole country.

After enduring almost a day high up in the sky, I finally reached USA. Because my marbles got squeezed in 10,000 feet, I kena jet lagged. CCB... gotta spent first night sleeping instead exploring the city.

Will talk more when I wake up...

Swee... my first entry

Nowadays, everyone's got a blog.

The bangala worker across the street, my chiobu neighbour, my pet goldfish and even Mr Yeo has one.

So Lockson also die die must have one. If not, how to keep up with times?

Watch out this space for my stories hor.