6 Years Back

Just found some really old photos of me and Shu. Those when we were still in school. Im skinny back then dont I? Not that I am fat now but I look much taller being skinny. haha dream on. Back then we didnt know yet where we will be going with us being together. Ketua kelas n penolong ketua kelas. haha cute. Pejam celik pejam celik, 6 years later in 3 months time I be marrying this lady =)

Usah disebut-sebut, kan dah mai dah dia

Hum. Remember when I told you guys that I got 4 speeding fines that I've gotten away with here in the UK? Well, there's actually a fifth one. Its not me but it is my car. The Old L256HUD. Driven by Pet the third day he arrives in Bristol. Not entirely his fault though..how should he know how the traffic works over here.

I thought I got away with this one as well until this morning. When the letter arrives somewhere in October, I replied saying it was me who's driving the car at the moment (coz Pet wasnt insured to drive the vehicle so I dont wanna make more mess outta this) and I dont have a UK driving licence but instead an International Driving Permit, and hope I wont hear from them again. Thats what I've done with the previous ones anyway. Nearly 6 months later this morning, the reply finally arrives. It reads:

"You are hereby summoned to appear before the Magistrates' Court sitting at Magistrates' Court, North Parade Road, Bath BA1 5AF on the 9th day of May 2006 at 10.00AM....."(and so on)

It even includes some written evidence from the witnesses, namely the Chief of Constable, and the clerical officer in the Camera Processing Unit. They also included a handsome black and white photo of my late means of transportation:

What a good memoir of a recently scrapped and flattened (literally) car. The vehicle was going 50mph on a 40mph speed limit road. For me, personally, I would rather be caught speeding in the Veyron doing 250mph on that road. That would/should make it to the headlines. And followed with my deportation back to Malaysia the next day.

There goes my clean, plain white criminal record here in the UK. Next time I commit another crime, the police would be like "yeah he's not a good boy..he's got a conviction on him once"

First time to the UK court. Gotta take some pictures of the magistrates' wig and outfit this time. Haha.

I'm officially a convict now.

Bugatti Veyron 16.4

For once, I think, I'm blogging about something that dont have anything to do with me. Not near soon anyway. Blugghh. Not ever actually.

I'm supposed to do uni work, but instead I'm reading about this car. Its the Bugatti Veyron 16.4, a super fast, super expensive car at £810,345. Some of you might not realize how expensive that is yet. To give you an idea, a low-end Porche is priced at £30,000, and the top end is somewhere at £140,000. Even the wooh-woohhhh Ferrari Enzo is priced at £415,000. Imagine £810,345, and I think thats not including the UK tax yet. Try adding the Malaysian car import duty on that. Phew. Not that I just heard about it, this car has been on the news since whenever, and I actually have been reading a lot on it. But it entered my mind again tonight..found few articles about it and for me, the most mind blowing, first-person experience article by Jeremy Clarkson has made this car stitched to my brain right now.

The car goes up to 252mph or 403kph, which at the moment the fastest production car around. All that power and it have 10 radiators which are needed to cool the monster inside. Did you hear me right? 10 RADIATORS! The McLaren F1 is not even in the same league as the Veyron. Eventhough the McLaren could top 240mph, its not stable and pretty much out of control. In a drag race you could let the McLaren get to 120mph before setting off in the Veyron. And you’d still get to 200mph first. The Bugatti is way, way faster than anything else the roads have ever seen.The F1 cars only go up to 360kph. Imagine that? Well, you could argue that the world's ground speed record is 763mph, achieved by Andy Green in 1997. He drove a jet-powered car on a desert somewhere but we're talking real cars here, on the road.

I'm always been a fan of top speed cars. Not that I know a lot, but I've always been doing some speeding in my driving. My poor Rover 214i even reached 210kph or just a little bit over 120mph. And thats because that is as fast as it can get. My normal driving here in the UK on the motorway are 100 to 110mph. No wonder I already got like 4 speeding ticket here in the UK but fortunately have always get away with it. I like to be getting a faster car, at 150mph top speed wouldnt hurt I guess. Wait until I get my hands on my own BMW one day.

Just reading the history and Clarkson's experience has made my heart goes faster. I cant describe it myself. In Clarkson's words:

"From behind the wheel of a Veyron, France is the size of a small coconut. I cannot tell you how fast I crossed it the other day. Because you simply wouldn’t believe me. I also cannot tell you how good this car is. I just don’t have the vocabulary. I just end up stammering and dribbling and talking wide-eyed nonsense. And everyone thinks I’m on drugs. "

"Other cars are small guesthouses on the front at Brighton and the Bugatti is the Burj Al Arab. It makes even the Enzo and the Porsche Carrera GT feel slow and pointless. It is a triumph for lunacy over common sense, a triumph for man over nature and a triumph for Volkswagen over absolutely every other car maker in the world. "

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VITAL STATISTICS

Model : Bugatti Veyron 16.4

Engine : 7993cc,16 cylinders in a W

Power : 1001bhp @ 6000rpm

Torque : 922 lb ft @ 2200rpm

Transmission : 7-speed DSG, manual and auto

Fuel " 11.7mpg (combined)CO2 574g/km

Acceleration : 0-62mph: 2.5sec

Top speed : 253mph

Price : £810,345

Rating : Five stars

Verdict : Deserves 12 stars. Simply as good — and as fast — as it gets

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Say what u want. I'm speed crazy. But I do hope I die peacefully, among my family, at home, and sempat mengucap.

Tapi nak buat cam mana dah jiwa Mat Rempit.

Read Clarkson's review here

What I do at work: updated

Okay, I have described what I do to some of you verbally, but I am sure most of you dont even know what I do at work in B&Q. This picture tells it. Those blue boxes (or called totes, the jargon at B&Q) contains small bits of stock that I have to put away in their place. The picture shows me in the plumbing aisle, and in the background are all the tiny bits of pipework on pegs or boxes. So I took the small bits of plumbing items from the blue boxes, and I put them to their places in the back of the picture. Thats basically what I do everyday at work. But thats not all, sometimes i do heavy works as well. And on Sunday I tidy up the store. Kemas2 sikit. Kuli batak la katakan. But I like the job. Nice and easy.

Answering the call from atoy, I'm putting this up as well. We're not all serious at work, sometimes we play with the machines. There a a lot of machines to play (bare in mind we're not supposed to), this one is called a WAVE machine for putting stuff in high places (hey its really high sometimes, not just for someone who is vertically challenged like me) and theres the power pallet truck, but no atoy we cant play with the forklift machine - we need a licence for it. Its a lot bigger and more dangerous. Ouh and there's the electric wheelchair as well hahaha

The definition of work and play

B&Q Model

Anyone remembered my hair?

As you can see I am browsing through my pictures collection again hence the multiple updating of my blog. Pictures tell a thousand words. missed this hair and since I am going to be here in UK for the next 4 years, this hair might grow again. Thats 2 years of my hair in the picture. Cut them last summer because my father wont take me anywhere. There's once my dad asked me to follow him go camping in Pangkor "Hah adi minggu depan buat pa? jom ikut abah pi camping kat pangkor" and then he hesitated for 2 seconds and then said "Huumm takpalah tak payah ikutlah". When asked why, my dad answered plainly "malu kat kawan2 ghambut hang tu panjang..abah dah la cikgu" hahaha then I cut my hair. Its also for my engagement la =)

And again

Well, this was an embarassing moment. Anak bapak, you might say. But this was Mr J in my side on the bus to KL. Cant remember why he was on the bus with us..oh I might remember actually. Maybe the Computing class trip to the Mimos Centre somewhere near Bukit Jalil but I'm really not sure.

The story:

I came into the bus first, then Mr J (or Abang J, some might call him) came in and sat beside me. We never actually met before, at least not one on one like that. So there was an awkward moment there. Then realizing the tense in the small little space between us, he started a conversation "Erm..ape nama awak?" and I answered short "Junaidi". Full stop. Few moments later, he asked again "Awak ni asal dari mana?" Short again I answered "Sungai Petani, Kedah." Then, not knowing what to ask again both of us pretended to sleep. I dont know, I am anyway.

For the rest of the 45 minute trip to KL, I was talking to myself: "wwwooiiii bila nak sampai nihhh!!!"

haha and then the next thing i know syuen showed me this picture he took of us. You can actually see my eyebrows berkerut-kerut memikirkan nasib diriku yang malang oh tuhan. Damn I wouldnt wanna be put next to him again ever. I mean ever. haha

Gotta put this up

Those were the "veterans" that came in the KMYS Alumni Weekend (yeah, KMYUEM, whatever) in Southampton. Looks like a regular poyo pose of all of us. But theres some corner worth emphasizing:

yeah..go dug. hahahahaha

Story Of A Watch

Hum...thats quite some time since the last update..been to many places since I last updated 3 weeks ago. Been to Nottingham, Coventry, and Southampton. No need to further eloborate these because you guys can catch up by reading other's blog.

The story for today, is the story of a watch. Not much, but considering I'm actually updating is dah cukup besar tuah dah.

Okay, this watch, a Victorinox Swiss Army Excursion has gone a long way back in my memory, at least 2 years. I first saw this watch in Luzern, Switzerland and I immediately fell in love at first sight. I shoulda bought it there and then. But, thanks to others in the Switzerland trip, who says "U dont need to buy it now, we're in Switzerland there'll be many more watch shops and you'll maybe getting a better bargain for the same watch, or some better watch." So I let it go.

Unfortunately didn't come across any more watch shops worth looking at because our Switzerland trip are more of a sightseeing one, not a shopping spree type. Frustrated not getting a watch in Switzerland, I bought a watch for Shu, liking it while a few days later when it arrived to Shu in Japan, the watch is the same as the one her bestfriend there is wearing! damn. But she liked it and I liked it so let it be.

Then I have forgotten about this Victorinox for quite some time until I saw it back in Malaysia (in One Utama to be exact) last summer. But it was the end of summer when I'm nearly broke, which if I saw it when I just got back in June I would just buy it in a flick. So thats a bugger off again.

Its getting boring, but just keep reading coz there's a twist. hehe.

Then, last month my Timex was broken. Used to wearing a watch all the time I started looking for a watch, and living here in the UK and earning in pound sterling I could buy a better watch this time. Then saw the Victorinox again at Redfingerprint.com which is based in California. Ordered it straight away, but getting doubts whether to buy just one better watch for my wedding hantaran or just buy two watches (one for hantaran, one for pakai hari-hari) I cancelled the order. Then few things happened, to cut the story short I ordered the same watch again from the same company.

The website states that "Our operation and distribution centers are located in Asia to lower overhead and shipping cost. This permits us to pass on the savings to you." Okay fair enough they want to cut costs.

Then, today the watch came in from Fedex after 3 days. Half awake, I signed the signature release form and got the package. The document on the shipment reads:

Sender:

Alex Teoh

G20, Pertama Complex,

Jln Tunku Abdul Rahman,

50100 Kuala Lumpur

Malaysia.

Huh. Cut cost la sangat. From Luzern, Switzerland to Pertama Complex, Kuala Lumpur. Whatever. At least I got my watch.