LucK O’ The Irish

Dia Duit!" which in Irish means God to You, a common Irish greeting apparently. In Malay of course, it means "He/She’s Money!" which sounds pretty (Irish?)gangsta pimpin’ eh. Imagine riding up to your local Irish Pub in a Green HumVee with 30" platinum 4-leaf-clover-shaped rims, tricked out with Cristal and Guiness and you come out in your kickass threads/kilt, bling-blingin’ all over the shop wit your trickass ‘hoes and out comes Steady McGeady sayin "Dia Duit!"

ANNNNNYYYYYWWWAAAyyyyyyyyy….. so here’s what happened over the past week. My mate Tony, if u check out the albums, he’s the slightly oldish/balding big Caucasian guy had to move into my apartment for about 2 days. Mind you it’s a studio apartment so he had to take the couch. Anyways, poor guy had to leave his place coz he had enough of his housemate/landlord, Mark. Why you ask? Well, Mark turns out to be a frikkin faggot! Hmm….come to think about it, most Mark’s i know have issues of some sort. Anyway, so Tony knew Mark was a bit ’slanted’ when he moved in but took the risk anyway coz he’s a boxer and is more than capable of taking care of himself. Unfortunately, he didn’t know what he was getting into. Turns out, Mark whinges about his life, his job, his lack of friends, lack of $$ etc etc day in and day out! poor Tony! What’s worse is that Mark began taking Tony’s food! A Gay Thief! What has the world come to! Are we having a drought of real criminals, we have to turn to the faggot species?! Anyways, so the other day, Tony had enough when Mark literally cleaned out the fridge. Tony confronts Mark to which he receives the oh so gay limp wrist reply "You can’t talk to me like that!" And then Mark goes ballistic, he starts throwing his own furniture around the house and shouting at Tony. Now Tony is PISSED! (Note to readers: Getting a boxer pissed, is never a good thing) Tony then goes, "You talk like that to me again and i’ll out your head through the wall." Mark then says Tony should leave and well he does. So viola! i took in Tony for a couple o days till he found a new place (which he has! Bravo Tony!)

Anyways, so Thursday was St. Patrick’s Day and in the trust spirit of my cha-pa-lang roots, my mates and i headed down with the irish women from our school to a British Pub. Yes, you heard right, a British Pub. (Ed Note: The Irish hate the English and vice versa) The irony of it all, St. Patricks Day at a British Pub! The main reason was of course all bloody Irish pubs were packed to the max! Even then, i’m told St. Paddy’s Day in LA is no where near as massive as

Philadelphia

or even New Yorkwhere they have massive street festivals!

Anyways, so it was cool beans till then and we headed down to my mate Alfio’s house. Now this guy deserves a blogpost on his own! I’m sure y’all are familiar with Roberto Benigni, the guy who directed Life is Beautiful. Well if u can imagine what he was like at a 24yr old, all crazy and animated and in his full blooded emotional Italian glory, well that’s Alfio. And u know what’s a total coincidence, Alfio’s leaving my school to return to

italy

coz he has a job. Guess who with. That’s right with Roberto B. himself! Good on him!!!! Now here comes the sad part, as much as there are some really nice people in my school, i found out this weekend that a large number of them do coke. I’m of course NOT talking about the soft drink variety. This saddens and disappoints me but such is life. Same with all my friends who smoke, i hold nothing against them but i have huge contempt on what they do with their bodies. Well as long as no one forces me to do anything i’ll be alright. Anyone who knows me will know that i’m always up to try anything but certain things like smoking and drugs are completely outta the question.

So this brings me to yesterday, my ol’ mate Bryzaaaaaaaaa flew in from

Hawaii

! How swweeeet is that! The twin terrors of SMM, united again! So where else can two playas end up but at PAMELA SAMATHIVATHANACHAI’s house (Ed Note: That’s a real person. She’s Thai, forgive her.) It was fan-bloody-tastic seeing 2 of my oldest mates! Pam Sam hasn’t changed one bit, except that she’s looking fab! Also met her friend Nalinna who also happens to be Little Cheryl’s pal (what a small world) and also Ignatius Teo who is a really great guy and defied all expectations i had! Anyway it’s been a great week and with 2 more weeks left of the school term, i can’t wait for the fresh meat..i mean new students to arrive next semester! Aight folks, cheerio and all that! Till Next Week!

One Response to “LucK O’ The Irish”

  1. Pam Part Two Says:

    aww a mention. thannks darling
    im awake at 4am and i can hear my neighbors shagging away. i must say i’ve never heard a girl react that way before. it was odd. i thought she was laughing or crying at first.. then i heard the dude grunting like a stuck pig and i heard her squeal and then keep quiet for a bit.. and now its just the grunting. seriously.. it’s disgusting. so damn loud. my friend taught me to stick my head out the window and shout” EH FUCK QUIETLY LAH”.. i’ll do it the week before I move out. Yace!

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