1. gross annual income of RM 100,000
2. sponsor myself and parent to visit my 3rd sister in Manchester
3. complete my long-overdue travel blog (doubtful resolution giving fact tat i have 3 more countries to write on and soon i will be traveling to another 2/3 countries)
4. complete reading 2 books per month (time to clear my mini bookstore)
5. achieving targets that i have set myself for my job(s) :)
6. saved up RM15,000 to be my reserved bank for the possible investments
7. constantly upgrade myself in order to have in dept understanding of financial related topic
8. learn a new skills, probably something useless but fun
9. maintain the routine of attending gym session at least 3 times a week.
10. still have at least RM20,000 in the bank after completing all the resolution above.
Big dreams to have, i know....
love
In terms of family wise, my family and I had gone through a very very difficult year. For the past 50 years, year 2007 is the most unsatisfied year that i have ever gone through, that's what i mum told me. I can fully understand the statement. God knows how many sleepless nights we all had gone through in the past year. I really have a good taste of mental exhaustion, and i vowed to do anything in order not to let my family go through all this thing once again.
i do understand many things are out of my control, but reflecting back, there are still things that are achievable and i have yet to accomplished. By adjusting it slowly, i am beginning to draw out time to spend it with my parent in quality. I can feel their joy whenever i drove them out, paid for the meal or even just buying a RM50 clothes for dad. I know it was the act, not the things that i have paid for make them happy.
The family is once again back into the routine, but somehow, somehow, after all the stormy nights, this routine family life tastes so sweet. And now, we have all grown up, and nobody can actually recall when was the last time all of us were gathered around, but deep down inside, we all know well, our bond is stronger than ever.
in year 2007, friendship has come into another meaning to me. i am meeting back friends that i have not met for years. I have left a good bunch of university buddies for good, and the good old mate welcome me as always. Thanks to internet and cheap air flight, there isn't much sadness involved during my departure, but at the same time i do question myself if i have actually met some good friends out there.
Adjustment was made to accustom myself to the once familiar way of hanging out. No more crazy shit party, replaced with football crazy feast. Less alcohol, more teh tarik. And damn, why do malaysian stay so widespread? why cant i just walked over to the town and have a jug of beer with my mate? From time to time, i still feel slight upset for having no one and no where nearby to have just a sip. You just know some friends are meant to do selected things with you only. Calling my best friend to Laundry would probably make 2 of us feel like donkey that accidentally walked into the market.
i missed being crazy, but i am grateful i am no longer being crazy. Feel sorry for those who failed to withdraw from it and take a greater look around the world, but i guess they are happy. I was happy. In fact, i could have been happier if i was being more crazy, though i might ended up not being who i am now.
relationship wise, things have definitely gone complicated. Certainly we have a path that will keep us apart (distant wise) for good few years. If there is a thing i am really not sure of, that would definitely be what lies ahead of us. But trust me dear, you are not the only one that feeling lonely. Even the lone ranger wish to have a person to hug on at nightfall.
i know i've been blessed with love. Thank you for all the love that you have given me.
i do understand many things are out of my control, but reflecting back, there are still things that are achievable and i have yet to accomplished. By adjusting it slowly, i am beginning to draw out time to spend it with my parent in quality. I can feel their joy whenever i drove them out, paid for the meal or even just buying a RM50 clothes for dad. I know it was the act, not the things that i have paid for make them happy.
The family is once again back into the routine, but somehow, somehow, after all the stormy nights, this routine family life tastes so sweet. And now, we have all grown up, and nobody can actually recall when was the last time all of us were gathered around, but deep down inside, we all know well, our bond is stronger than ever.
in year 2007, friendship has come into another meaning to me. i am meeting back friends that i have not met for years. I have left a good bunch of university buddies for good, and the good old mate welcome me as always. Thanks to internet and cheap air flight, there isn't much sadness involved during my departure, but at the same time i do question myself if i have actually met some good friends out there.
Adjustment was made to accustom myself to the once familiar way of hanging out. No more crazy shit party, replaced with football crazy feast. Less alcohol, more teh tarik. And damn, why do malaysian stay so widespread? why cant i just walked over to the town and have a jug of beer with my mate? From time to time, i still feel slight upset for having no one and no where nearby to have just a sip. You just know some friends are meant to do selected things with you only. Calling my best friend to Laundry would probably make 2 of us feel like donkey that accidentally walked into the market.
i missed being crazy, but i am grateful i am no longer being crazy. Feel sorry for those who failed to withdraw from it and take a greater look around the world, but i guess they are happy. I was happy. In fact, i could have been happier if i was being more crazy, though i might ended up not being who i am now.
relationship wise, things have definitely gone complicated. Certainly we have a path that will keep us apart (distant wise) for good few years. If there is a thing i am really not sure of, that would definitely be what lies ahead of us. But trust me dear, you are not the only one that feeling lonely. Even the lone ranger wish to have a person to hug on at nightfall.
i know i've been blessed with love. Thank you for all the love that you have given me.
Regret
few weeks back i suddenly recalled a good number of songs and movies that i have regretted not watching it. With a bit of luck and the advancement of china p2p and Emule portal, i managed to get hold of lots of old movies and songs that i thought i will never get to watch or hear it again.
few weeks later, i wasnt happy at all. I get what i am not suppose to be able to get hold of. I lost my regrets in life. funny idea, but really, what life really is if you dont have a slight regret over the past. I always think of the good old time in New Zealand. There's so much i've done there, at the same time, there's so much that i have not done. And it was all this undone regret that make me dream of New Zealand, and regarding it as the best time i had. i regret for not doing crazy things that i was offered to do, i regret for doing as little as one thing that i can label it as 'crazy'...all this imperfection make my 3 years life such an unforgettable experience
2007, just like any other year, flied by with most of the resolution undone. Of course there are things that i did much better than i expected, at the same time, many regrets happened that still haunting me at this very moment. What failed me before drive me towards what lies ahead...that's what i hope and what i aim for.
More...what's more than that...i did it...my way~~~
few weeks later, i wasnt happy at all. I get what i am not suppose to be able to get hold of. I lost my regrets in life. funny idea, but really, what life really is if you dont have a slight regret over the past. I always think of the good old time in New Zealand. There's so much i've done there, at the same time, there's so much that i have not done. And it was all this undone regret that make me dream of New Zealand, and regarding it as the best time i had. i regret for not doing crazy things that i was offered to do, i regret for doing as little as one thing that i can label it as 'crazy'...all this imperfection make my 3 years life such an unforgettable experience
2007, just like any other year, flied by with most of the resolution undone. Of course there are things that i did much better than i expected, at the same time, many regrets happened that still haunting me at this very moment. What failed me before drive me towards what lies ahead...that's what i hope and what i aim for.
More...what's more than that...i did it...my way~~~
Career
after coming back to malaysia, i have a surprisingly smooth path of career. Things just got so well that i actually got too carried away. I had some bumpy ride in between the year and being burnt for quite a bit. However, i was extremely grateful for the mistake that i had made. I was brought back to the earth, understanding that there is no haven to shelter me anymore. What i am today is what i did yesterday. coincidently, i will actually start from scratch on the 1th of jan. I gained nothing by experience in the past 6 months, but i know, these experiences worth more than anything i can imagine of.
at the age of 23, i have achieved many that most fresh graduate dare not to dream of. Maybe, just maybe, if you actually dare to dream, you will achieve it. So in year 2008, i have set my target, i have set my dream, have you?
at the age of 23, i have achieved many that most fresh graduate dare not to dream of. Maybe, just maybe, if you actually dare to dream, you will achieve it. So in year 2008, i have set my target, i have set my dream, have you?
looking back into the time
once again, we have arrived to the end of another year. Still remember how much hoo-ha newspapers have made during new year eve of year 1999, and with just a blink of an eye (or maybe not..) we are almost approaching another decade. Anyway, this is the time, and perhaps t he only time we recall and reflect on what we had done for the past 1 whole darn year. it's not exactly a bad thing to do i reckon, given the fact that most men don't ask for direction, so this is like a pit-stop for men to sit down, take a look at the map, and decide on where to go next.
2007, a very interesting year indeed for me. At the first half of the year, i was still questioning myself on what to do next. At the second half, I'm back to my motherland and with much blessing, i have found my reason to gung-ho and lived through the rather exciting months.
at the beginning of the year, i was constantly looking for opportunity while working as a cleaner. I failed to see where can i head to, hence i took a bet of using all the money i earned as cleaner to backpack around Australia in the hope of understanding myself better. i knew i was ready to head home, but i just cant find the reason to it. Melbourne was really an eye opening for me. I found myself lost track of time on the cross road of Swanston and Flinders Street,as i can no longer explained myself whether i am at 21th century or Victorian era.
If they just keep walking and never look up, then they must be local, one of the fellow backpacker told me that. Indeed, people are just too busy looking at the traffic in the hope that they can jay walk and save up their previous few second. Everyone seems so busy, but the times seems to be playing some tricks to the building around here, and i seems to be affected by the building. My mind was totally blown away by what i've seen here. The clock seems to have paused a few second for me. I turn 360 degree just to look around. Strange thought flowing into my mind. i stared dully to the traffic flow. Why am i here. Where do i belongs to. how do i end up here.
time to go home
2007, a very interesting year indeed for me. At the first half of the year, i was still questioning myself on what to do next. At the second half, I'm back to my motherland and with much blessing, i have found my reason to gung-ho and lived through the rather exciting months.
at the beginning of the year, i was constantly looking for opportunity while working as a cleaner. I failed to see where can i head to, hence i took a bet of using all the money i earned as cleaner to backpack around Australia in the hope of understanding myself better. i knew i was ready to head home, but i just cant find the reason to it. Melbourne was really an eye opening for me. I found myself lost track of time on the cross road of Swanston and Flinders Street,as i can no longer explained myself whether i am at 21th century or Victorian era.
If they just keep walking and never look up, then they must be local, one of the fellow backpacker told me that. Indeed, people are just too busy looking at the traffic in the hope that they can jay walk and save up their previous few second. Everyone seems so busy, but the times seems to be playing some tricks to the building around here, and i seems to be affected by the building. My mind was totally blown away by what i've seen here. The clock seems to have paused a few second for me. I turn 360 degree just to look around. Strange thought flowing into my mind. i stared dully to the traffic flow. Why am i here. Where do i belongs to. how do i end up here.
time to go home
c'est la vie
friday night. No appointment. No date. it is always a test of popularity whenever you are free and yet do not wish to stay home for this special night of the week.
Lay down on the bed, thinking who should i call and what should i do. No one. Nothing in mind. Realizing my mind will be overtaken by the lonesome sadness, decided to embrace it, feel it, and write it. it's unsurprisingly hard to go through the night. My mind non stop staring at the cellphone, hoping it will just rang and connects me to anybody,literally anybody. The highlight of the night was actually the Beep sound indicating a text message is received. The excitement was brought down to the deep valley when the sender was non other than Digi call center.
So screw my friends, why do it need one when i have internet access, i told myself. 20minutes later, dead bored with all the no-so-update blog. Wanted to read all the news but what the heck, nothing major is happening (well, major enough to attract my attention) and business news is still arguing whether it would be a good or bad year ahead.
So screw the webpage, i have virtue friends...frenster - no update from anyone. Perhaps everone is too busy updating facebook. MSN- 0 people online. WTF?! am i like the only ghost in the town that have no place to hang out?
fine...fine....i will just sleep through the night with Chet Baker's saxophone. tick...tick...tick...time flies....tick....tick...tick.....i cant sleep~~tick...tick...tick....how can nobody call me?? tick....tick...tick.....zzzZZZZZ
this morning when i woke up, i actually sit down and have a deep thought on the feeling that i experience last night. It was quite horrible, and this lonesome feeling really can drive people crazy.Then i start to relate on how often us, as human being afraid to be alone, with all the activities that we always anticipate to do on weekend; partying, mamaking, pat-toh-ing, movie watching, driving, flirting, gambling or even working. But by thinking this issue in the reverse way, would us feel lonely if friday night is not meant to be doing all those group activities? i think not
So, was i really pathetic that i have no place to go on friday night? i guess not, but somehow, sometime, admit it or not, we (okey, i shall use the word me) just enjoy being the hero of some tragedy drama. Just try n recall back how often you imagine yourself as the most lonely person in the world in which you really need to go to pub and sit on the bar counter and drink glass and glass of vodka? We are all influenced by things that we watch and listen to, and i actually can see the difference by comparing this group of friends that watch every single movie with a few guys that hardly touched the TV or even step into the cinema. It's pretty crazy come to know of it.....
Lay down on the bed, thinking who should i call and what should i do. No one. Nothing in mind. Realizing my mind will be overtaken by the lonesome sadness, decided to embrace it, feel it, and write it. it's unsurprisingly hard to go through the night. My mind non stop staring at the cellphone, hoping it will just rang and connects me to anybody,literally anybody. The highlight of the night was actually the Beep sound indicating a text message is received. The excitement was brought down to the deep valley when the sender was non other than Digi call center.
So screw my friends, why do it need one when i have internet access, i told myself. 20minutes later, dead bored with all the no-so-update blog. Wanted to read all the news but what the heck, nothing major is happening (well, major enough to attract my attention) and business news is still arguing whether it would be a good or bad year ahead.
So screw the webpage, i have virtue friends...frenster - no update from anyone. Perhaps everone is too busy updating facebook. MSN- 0 people online. WTF?! am i like the only ghost in the town that have no place to hang out?
fine...fine....i will just sleep through the night with Chet Baker's saxophone. tick...tick...tick...time flies....tick....tick...tick.....i cant sleep~~tick...tick...tick....how can nobody call me?? tick....tick...tick.....zzzZZZZZ
this morning when i woke up, i actually sit down and have a deep thought on the feeling that i experience last night. It was quite horrible, and this lonesome feeling really can drive people crazy.Then i start to relate on how often us, as human being afraid to be alone, with all the activities that we always anticipate to do on weekend; partying, mamaking, pat-toh-ing, movie watching, driving, flirting, gambling or even working. But by thinking this issue in the reverse way, would us feel lonely if friday night is not meant to be doing all those group activities? i think not
So, was i really pathetic that i have no place to go on friday night? i guess not, but somehow, sometime, admit it or not, we (okey, i shall use the word me) just enjoy being the hero of some tragedy drama. Just try n recall back how often you imagine yourself as the most lonely person in the world in which you really need to go to pub and sit on the bar counter and drink glass and glass of vodka? We are all influenced by things that we watch and listen to, and i actually can see the difference by comparing this group of friends that watch every single movie with a few guys that hardly touched the TV or even step into the cinema. It's pretty crazy come to know of it.....
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