About few months back i saw my friend did a three-quarter review of her 2008 resolution. I sort of look back what i wrote a year ago. impressively, i actually achieved 6/10 for my resolution. In terms of university level, i actually passed the test~~
its actually a happy thing to see urself achieving something u aimed for, especially when its kinda tough to reach it... Obviously there is more can be done to achieve another 4 goals, but hey, i have been living quite a lay back life for the past 20 over years, so i will not be harsh on myself for this.
After writing few appraisal in the hope of receiving miserable pay increment, i have learn that in many ways, its all about percentage. And since i am my own boss, so i shall do my resolution with the percentage game.
1. Maintain my total gross income, with 20% goes to 'cannot be touched fund' and 15% goes to investment.
2. complete my travel blog (god, please give me strength on this~)
3. At least complete the 2 stories that have be swimming in my dream for the past year (maybe this one i need strength from angels~)
4. increase my frequency of exercise/gym to 4 days/week
5. complete a professional papers and an investment program
6. continue trying new games. doing acrobatic stunk with airplane would be a good start :)
7. travel to any random place without prior planning (although high chances this will tarnish my resolution no.1)
8. learn how to use my camera
9. have a solid plan on financing towards a very own SOHO unit.
10. if cant help physically, at least donate money to charity.
11. Concentrate my focus on my decided career path.
last but not least, dont really want to put in into my resolution list, but i think its something i should do. Shy to admit, but i think i should be serious about getting a girl and think about forming a family in few years time. I know its something very much dependent on fate and luck, but having mental preparation for things to happen shouldn't be that bad right? Not saying that i will go out hunting like a warewolf-lah, just spent a bit more time on people that i feel comfortable with.
After all, i do scared that my aunt really bring my cousin and i for match-making..hm....that maybe can be my no.12 resolution.....
young
Attended F.I.R concert yesterday. Obviously i went because i got free ticket and free transportation. I cant even hum out a single song from the band.
so ya, unsurprisingly, my friend and i only recognized about 3 songs that sang by them, and we spend most time looking at a fan that is wearing working attired which got so passionate about the concert that he non-stop waving his fist on the air.
Maybe we would be more excited if we got better sitting or standing instead of stay seated, but ya, we were pretty much sitting there,watching the whole place go havoc. Nevertheless, we were happy, because we did something different. At the end of the day, we come out with a quote that fits our feeling rather well.
so ya, unsurprisingly, my friend and i only recognized about 3 songs that sang by them, and we spend most time looking at a fan that is wearing working attired which got so passionate about the concert that he non-stop waving his fist on the air.
Maybe we would be more excited if we got better sitting or standing instead of stay seated, but ya, we were pretty much sitting there,watching the whole place go havoc. Nevertheless, we were happy, because we did something different. At the end of the day, we come out with a quote that fits our feeling rather well.
i did something young, just to realize i'm not exactly that young.
apple
being the single soul living in this big house again for the past whole week, and will continue do so for another week. Be it an excuse or not, i've been spending less than 8 hours a day in the house for the past 4 days, and that already included my 6 hours sleeping time. Inevitably, i have not had a proper meal for whole week already.
its nothing big for most of the KL people as most people are not as lucky as me who got hot dinner when i got home every night. But for people like me who has been so indulge in the luxurious of having mum at home, it is definitely something abnormal and it does brought some thought into my mind regarding family.
nevertheless, i lived well alone. After all, i do have all the skills to survive in this city alone. and i do enjoy something i dont do when i'm not alone in the house. Drinking party in my house on weekday is definitely something nostalgic to me, n i got to do it last week.
today had a long working day, got home about 12am. Get into the house, throw in all the working bags on the floor, head off to the room. Then like i turn on auto-mode, i took off my formal attire, and turn on my CD player to the Norah Jones CD (that i am a little bit bored of but i am too lasy to change the CD).Then subconsciouly, i walked to my mini-bar, poured out Bicardi Apple, added ice and sprite into the fat glass cup. I sat on my favourite inclined chairs, sipping the alcohol, close my eye and enjoy the moment of the sweet taste alcohol warming up my chest.
relax-nya, that's what is in my mind now......
its nothing big for most of the KL people as most people are not as lucky as me who got hot dinner when i got home every night. But for people like me who has been so indulge in the luxurious of having mum at home, it is definitely something abnormal and it does brought some thought into my mind regarding family.
nevertheless, i lived well alone. After all, i do have all the skills to survive in this city alone. and i do enjoy something i dont do when i'm not alone in the house. Drinking party in my house on weekday is definitely something nostalgic to me, n i got to do it last week.
today had a long working day, got home about 12am. Get into the house, throw in all the working bags on the floor, head off to the room. Then like i turn on auto-mode, i took off my formal attire, and turn on my CD player to the Norah Jones CD (that i am a little bit bored of but i am too lasy to change the CD).Then subconsciouly, i walked to my mini-bar, poured out Bicardi Apple, added ice and sprite into the fat glass cup. I sat on my favourite inclined chairs, sipping the alcohol, close my eye and enjoy the moment of the sweet taste alcohol warming up my chest.
relax-nya, that's what is in my mind now......
Letters
thanks to the two notorious second-cousin of mine that are currently habitat-ing my former room, my mum poured out all my letters from the all-in-messed drawer into a plastic bag and asked me to throw it all away.
i argued with her that this is my memory, then she asked me when was the last time i looked into all this so call memory. I couldnt answer. 5 years ago? 8 years? As a matter of fact i am just assuring myself that my memory is lying there, but i never bother looking or preserving it in the right way. so i just told her to leave the bag of letter there and i will take care of it.
pouring out all the letter onto the floor, i am quite amazed with the amount of letters i have. But i am quite sure the amount of letters are not complete. Some been slightly torned, some have shown yellow spots on the written paper. There's greeting cards, letter written to myself, but most of all are letters written by my pen-pal as well as acquantance that i got to know in those 4 dyas 3 night camp that i was quite actively involved with at one point.
Reading pen-pal letters turn out to be quite a emotional driven task. I am so surprised that i have at least 7 pen-pals when i was in secondary school and among all of them, i can only vaguely remember 2. Reason being this 2 person is because they are my first 2 pen-pal, therefore i have replied them the highest amount of time. And the rest of the pen-pals i actually have no memory of reading their letter. So i am guessing that i was the one did not reply the letter and causing all these sad ending of the very first version of virtual-friendship.
Upon finished reading i have quite strong urge to tear up some paper and start writing letter back to all of them, telling them sorry for the waiting, the longest was in fact 10 years already. But in reality i do know quite well the chances of getting them back into contact is quite unlikely. Oh well, let's just see which 1 fine day i will actually reply, somehting i am perceiving it as a silly thing to do so.
something interesting was found among those letter as well. For example, at the age of 14, i actually wrote down something like this "I will help Malaysia to become a developed country. Please do not say that i cant do it, it's just the matter of i want to do it or not" Never knew that my patrotism started at such a young age.
then i also saw a letter written by the happening dr. She wrote something about i must inform her a year in advance if i ever get married with JL in NZ so that she will have the money to fly down to NZ and attend the wedding. I really had a good laugh after reading it....dear Dr, allow me to do something i've not done for very long.....
i'm speechless (showing 3 fingers to you)
---damn,i can so imagine the facial expression of the happening Doc and the not so happening JL doing this to me.
i argued with her that this is my memory, then she asked me when was the last time i looked into all this so call memory. I couldnt answer. 5 years ago? 8 years? As a matter of fact i am just assuring myself that my memory is lying there, but i never bother looking or preserving it in the right way. so i just told her to leave the bag of letter there and i will take care of it.
pouring out all the letter onto the floor, i am quite amazed with the amount of letters i have. But i am quite sure the amount of letters are not complete. Some been slightly torned, some have shown yellow spots on the written paper. There's greeting cards, letter written to myself, but most of all are letters written by my pen-pal as well as acquantance that i got to know in those 4 dyas 3 night camp that i was quite actively involved with at one point.
Reading pen-pal letters turn out to be quite a emotional driven task. I am so surprised that i have at least 7 pen-pals when i was in secondary school and among all of them, i can only vaguely remember 2. Reason being this 2 person is because they are my first 2 pen-pal, therefore i have replied them the highest amount of time. And the rest of the pen-pals i actually have no memory of reading their letter. So i am guessing that i was the one did not reply the letter and causing all these sad ending of the very first version of virtual-friendship.
Upon finished reading i have quite strong urge to tear up some paper and start writing letter back to all of them, telling them sorry for the waiting, the longest was in fact 10 years already. But in reality i do know quite well the chances of getting them back into contact is quite unlikely. Oh well, let's just see which 1 fine day i will actually reply, somehting i am perceiving it as a silly thing to do so.
something interesting was found among those letter as well. For example, at the age of 14, i actually wrote down something like this "I will help Malaysia to become a developed country. Please do not say that i cant do it, it's just the matter of i want to do it or not" Never knew that my patrotism started at such a young age.
then i also saw a letter written by the happening dr. She wrote something about i must inform her a year in advance if i ever get married with JL in NZ so that she will have the money to fly down to NZ and attend the wedding. I really had a good laugh after reading it....dear Dr, allow me to do something i've not done for very long.....
i'm speechless (showing 3 fingers to you)
---damn,i can so imagine the facial expression of the happening Doc and the not so happening JL doing this to me.
take 1, camera~
I bought a camera 3 months ago, but never really got the chance to use it. Its not because of lacking of worth while event, most of the time is due to the fact that i am too use to the life of getting thumb drive from other cameraman and i just cant remember to bring my camera to any event. Furthermore, i have yet to master the camera.
As i was looking at the waterfall pictures, satisfied with my learning process of how to snap a waterfall to my liking, i saw this picture laying there.
As i was looking at the waterfall pictures, satisfied with my learning process of how to snap a waterfall to my liking, i saw this picture laying there.
i've almost forgotten to dedicate this first ever picture taken by this camera to you. My bad my dear friend.
Nice teeth you got here :)
Dont worry, nobody would know your height from this picture, so i'm sure nobody can recognize you :)
Nice teeth you got here :)Cry me a waterfall
Like most people, i do like waterfall, but was never a fanatic. Went to a waterfall for the 2nd time in half a year time. It doesn't sounds like a lot of time, but knowing the fact that i only been to any waterfall less than 10 times in 24 years, this is pretty frequent.
Like the previous round, i got bitten by leeches. Luckily, non of them got my crucial part like what they did the last round. 11 bitten marks, injured knee and elbow, and sunburn-shoulder is what i got this round of 2 days 1 night waterfall expenditure.
shy to admit that this is actually the first time i ever sleep in a tent inside deep jungle. I seriously cant remember if i was really that hardworking that i have no time to join any scout, St john or Kadet Remaja. But ya, i did not join any of those kind and had not been camping over spooky forest before.
Luckily, i went with veterans that make setting up tent, cooking, and setting up fire as effortless as farting. So i had like a feast in the middle of nowhere, and start to wonder if i actually joint a weight-gain camp.
The waterfall was great, and the absence of other mankind make it even greater. After all, not many people willing to walk through the jungle and hills for 3 hours just to play in the waterfall when you can have it anytime in Sunway Lagoon.
the sound of pouring waterfall is seriously refreshing, especially when you rest on a hammock, slowly swing yourself, and close your eyes and relax. When you rest enough, open up your eye, and you'll see the beautiful waterfall continue handsomely stood in front of you and greet you with the splashing water sound.
many people seek traveling as a form of rejuvenation, but seriously, you can easily do it within KL. For some reason, i've been appreciating Malaysia particularly Klang Valley much more than a year ago when i just got back from the 'pure' land. To be exact, i've never love more than what i am feeling right now towards this land in my whole humble life.
I'm a man, I'm a soul. I've got lots of place to go, but i do know, this is the place that i want to grow old.
This is my home.
Like the previous round, i got bitten by leeches. Luckily, non of them got my crucial part like what they did the last round. 11 bitten marks, injured knee and elbow, and sunburn-shoulder is what i got this round of 2 days 1 night waterfall expenditure.
shy to admit that this is actually the first time i ever sleep in a tent inside deep jungle. I seriously cant remember if i was really that hardworking that i have no time to join any scout, St john or Kadet Remaja. But ya, i did not join any of those kind and had not been camping over spooky forest before.
Luckily, i went with veterans that make setting up tent, cooking, and setting up fire as effortless as farting. So i had like a feast in the middle of nowhere, and start to wonder if i actually joint a weight-gain camp.
The waterfall was great, and the absence of other mankind make it even greater. After all, not many people willing to walk through the jungle and hills for 3 hours just to play in the waterfall when you can have it anytime in Sunway Lagoon.
the sound of pouring waterfall is seriously refreshing, especially when you rest on a hammock, slowly swing yourself, and close your eyes and relax. When you rest enough, open up your eye, and you'll see the beautiful waterfall continue handsomely stood in front of you and greet you with the splashing water sound.
many people seek traveling as a form of rejuvenation, but seriously, you can easily do it within KL. For some reason, i've been appreciating Malaysia particularly Klang Valley much more than a year ago when i just got back from the 'pure' land. To be exact, i've never love more than what i am feeling right now towards this land in my whole humble life.
I'm a man, I'm a soul. I've got lots of place to go, but i do know, this is the place that i want to grow old.
This is my home.
you've got mail
today when i open up m y facebook homepage, i was surprised to find a small little '5' written in superscript next to the 'inbox' button. I was happy. After reading the message, i happily reply to the correspondent, and then i calm down and ask myself, hey, arent this feeling nostalgic?
I used to have 3 pen-pal at the same time. I'm still keep some of their letters, but most of it had been scribbled and thrown away by my second cousin ( who is currently taking up my old room and happily take out all the letters, stamp and photos inside my drawer. oh no...dont remind me about my precious stamp...)
Here's the thing, during that time, i actually received real letter. No e, just mail. Although one of the guy handwriting is ugly enough to beat me, but i still enjoy reading it. I can feel their handwriting, feel the uneven surface of the letter as a result of writing, coffee and water marks that left down by them, and most of all, the fragrance from the letter and ink (obviously another 2 pen-pals are female, i may be young, but i still know i preference).
The letter is so alive that quite often i will start imagining how he or she looks like when they were writing it. during that time, house's letterbox is the first place i rush to whenever i got home from school. If i did receive a letter, i will rush to my room, turn on my air-con, and start reading it on my bed. After reading it, i will start blaming the letter for so short (although sometime it was like 3 pages long in A4 size)
then i will start thinking what to reply while i was eating lunch. After shower i will then start writing down and send the letter out on the next day. Then i will start the routine again of checking the letter box. The moment of receiving letter is really great, and the waiting period make it greater. As much as i know that it would at least take 6 days for a reply letter to send back to me, but i still anticipate it to arrive on the 2nd days and not feeling disappointed if it did not happen
For some reason, all these delay actually make lots of thing more beautiful than it is. i am far more excited to receive mail than email. I am missing someone in oversea more than another one that i know i can catch them in MSN anytime. i have more dreams on Tibet and Mongolia than Paris that can be found in any webpage or even movies.
sending and receiving email is so easy that it lost the beauty of delay. What's worse than that is that you know email only have 5 second delay, and the only explanation that no reply was given is because the recipient is not replying. the waiting of reply would be painful instead. and the prompt reply is not exciting because it is suppose to be that way.
nevertheless, thanks to the laziness, prompt reply still surprise and make some people happy, because you are one of the rare species that actually bother reply upon finish reading...
although i dont believe in horoscope, and i am beg to defer about how Pisces are romantic people, i am a person that don't mind writing love letter to the special one. Some girl might fall for it, but for my case, i'm just enjoying the anticipation of receiving a smiley letter in return.
I used to have 3 pen-pal at the same time. I'm still keep some of their letters, but most of it had been scribbled and thrown away by my second cousin ( who is currently taking up my old room and happily take out all the letters, stamp and photos inside my drawer. oh no...dont remind me about my precious stamp...)
Here's the thing, during that time, i actually received real letter. No e, just mail. Although one of the guy handwriting is ugly enough to beat me, but i still enjoy reading it. I can feel their handwriting, feel the uneven surface of the letter as a result of writing, coffee and water marks that left down by them, and most of all, the fragrance from the letter and ink (obviously another 2 pen-pals are female, i may be young, but i still know i preference).
The letter is so alive that quite often i will start imagining how he or she looks like when they were writing it. during that time, house's letterbox is the first place i rush to whenever i got home from school. If i did receive a letter, i will rush to my room, turn on my air-con, and start reading it on my bed. After reading it, i will start blaming the letter for so short (although sometime it was like 3 pages long in A4 size)
then i will start thinking what to reply while i was eating lunch. After shower i will then start writing down and send the letter out on the next day. Then i will start the routine again of checking the letter box. The moment of receiving letter is really great, and the waiting period make it greater. As much as i know that it would at least take 6 days for a reply letter to send back to me, but i still anticipate it to arrive on the 2nd days and not feeling disappointed if it did not happen
For some reason, all these delay actually make lots of thing more beautiful than it is. i am far more excited to receive mail than email. I am missing someone in oversea more than another one that i know i can catch them in MSN anytime. i have more dreams on Tibet and Mongolia than Paris that can be found in any webpage or even movies.
sending and receiving email is so easy that it lost the beauty of delay. What's worse than that is that you know email only have 5 second delay, and the only explanation that no reply was given is because the recipient is not replying. the waiting of reply would be painful instead. and the prompt reply is not exciting because it is suppose to be that way.
nevertheless, thanks to the laziness, prompt reply still surprise and make some people happy, because you are one of the rare species that actually bother reply upon finish reading...
although i dont believe in horoscope, and i am beg to defer about how Pisces are romantic people, i am a person that don't mind writing love letter to the special one. Some girl might fall for it, but for my case, i'm just enjoying the anticipation of receiving a smiley letter in return.
road less taken
After living in this world for 24 years, with 5 years of dunno what's going on, and probably another 15 years of knowing-what's-going-on but-who-cares life, i think i may have problem pointing out if i have done anything right.
since secondary school, i would join anything that i felt is cool or right, then took up some supporting role that make myself/ppl that i'm kinda important but as a matter of fact didnt exactly do much. Even when i was asked to choose a post i am interested in the kelab during secondary school, i chose Vice President with no hesitation. I told them that i may not be a good leader, but i am definitely a good supporter. Come to think of it, i am just a person that kinda afraid of taking up responsibility and yet wish to be standing next to the limelight.
not aggresive, supportive, and perhaps a little bit of positive behaviour (thanks to all the excellent people that i fortunate enough to stand next to), i do have a good number of friends. To be more specific, a good number of people that know me do see me as a friend that is worthy enough to come out for a drink or continue keeping in touch with.
Obviously from time to time i also feel a bit lonely as no one look for me or no one for me to look for. But after comparing with most working class, i'm actually keeping in touch with a lot of people already. And the diverse background of these people really amazed me every now and then.
here's the reason i am writing all this nonsense. In a week time, i met 2 senior seperately. Both are at late 20's, and both chosen totally different pathway. One man is earning god knows how many zero at the back in a year, while another one is earning lesser than the minimum amount required before you are being taxed. Interestingly enough, one cried in front of me while another person have the most jovial, care free charisma that i have ever encounter in life. One man wonder when he can be as rich as his friends while another wonder when he can get work permit to work for charity association.
my mind was so messed up by this 2 person, and i am beginning to ask myself:
what is my personal aspiration?
since secondary school, i would join anything that i felt is cool or right, then took up some supporting role that make myself/ppl that i'm kinda important but as a matter of fact didnt exactly do much. Even when i was asked to choose a post i am interested in the kelab during secondary school, i chose Vice President with no hesitation. I told them that i may not be a good leader, but i am definitely a good supporter. Come to think of it, i am just a person that kinda afraid of taking up responsibility and yet wish to be standing next to the limelight.
not aggresive, supportive, and perhaps a little bit of positive behaviour (thanks to all the excellent people that i fortunate enough to stand next to), i do have a good number of friends. To be more specific, a good number of people that know me do see me as a friend that is worthy enough to come out for a drink or continue keeping in touch with.
Obviously from time to time i also feel a bit lonely as no one look for me or no one for me to look for. But after comparing with most working class, i'm actually keeping in touch with a lot of people already. And the diverse background of these people really amazed me every now and then.
here's the reason i am writing all this nonsense. In a week time, i met 2 senior seperately. Both are at late 20's, and both chosen totally different pathway. One man is earning god knows how many zero at the back in a year, while another one is earning lesser than the minimum amount required before you are being taxed. Interestingly enough, one cried in front of me while another person have the most jovial, care free charisma that i have ever encounter in life. One man wonder when he can be as rich as his friends while another wonder when he can get work permit to work for charity association.
my mind was so messed up by this 2 person, and i am beginning to ask myself:
what is my personal aspiration?
Memory
As i was in the toilet, trying hard to return nutrient back to the mother earth, i saw the vague scar on my palm. Then i realized how amazingly our little brain can remember and cannot remember so many things.
Thanks to that scar, i experienced sudden surge of memory influx as the bottom half of my body doing the totally opposite thing. It's not exactly that nice scene to imagine on huh...i wish my sweet memory come to me in much sweeter manner too, but hey, its totally out of my control.
Talking about toilet, i just got to know a week ago that 'toilette' has absolutely nothing to do with toilet. Few months back i was pretty close to walking into BodyShop and buy a toilette as toilet air freshener.
Anyway, back to the memory story, i actually remembered the whole scenario that resulted a scar by just merely glaring at the mark although it was like 13 years ago. Same goes to the scar that i had on my knee, which happened 16 years ago. See, i can even remember the year that it happened. All this which suppose to be pain memory seems to be capable of last rather long in our brain. Happy memory....hm...somehow, far more vague. I can remember how i gotten 2nd in Syarahan Competition, but the details has totally fade off...
Perhaps that one of the reason why we always have far more bad memory on partners that left us. As much as many player or casual relationship out there, there are still not many broke up couple that become friend eventually. Maybe, we can blame all this to the psychological behaviour of human being.
Thanks to that scar, i experienced sudden surge of memory influx as the bottom half of my body doing the totally opposite thing. It's not exactly that nice scene to imagine on huh...i wish my sweet memory come to me in much sweeter manner too, but hey, its totally out of my control.
Talking about toilet, i just got to know a week ago that 'toilette' has absolutely nothing to do with toilet. Few months back i was pretty close to walking into BodyShop and buy a toilette as toilet air freshener.
Anyway, back to the memory story, i actually remembered the whole scenario that resulted a scar by just merely glaring at the mark although it was like 13 years ago. Same goes to the scar that i had on my knee, which happened 16 years ago. See, i can even remember the year that it happened. All this which suppose to be pain memory seems to be capable of last rather long in our brain. Happy memory....hm...somehow, far more vague. I can remember how i gotten 2nd in Syarahan Competition, but the details has totally fade off...
Perhaps that one of the reason why we always have far more bad memory on partners that left us. As much as many player or casual relationship out there, there are still not many broke up couple that become friend eventually. Maybe, we can blame all this to the psychological behaviour of human being.
know it all....
Information that you can find over internet is so enormous that it really amazed me... Yesterday i had such satisfaction from finally understanding the twisted history between Kuomintang and Communist Party, all thanks to the very wonderful Wikipedia.
This morning when i woke up i felt pain on my neck and my neck motion been badly restricted. After suffered for the whole day, i seek my mum help and with little surprise, my mum asked me to put the pillow under the sun, which is some funny method that derived from some ancient Chinese Mythology of bed goddess that i am not sure of (wonder if wikipedia have information on this).
Obviously i did not follow my mum's advice, so what i do is i google 'twisted neck' both in english and mandarin as i would like to see if there's actually people would advice me to put my pillow under the sun. Interestingly, the first result i received was from a blog in which the host mentioned that after long search over internet, she found the most common advices she found was to rotate the toe in clock-wise circular motion. She found it to be effective after repeating it for 5 times, and hence i follow.
To my surprise, i actually felt much better!! i didnt exactly cured on the spot, but i really felt much better, and after an hour in which i rotate my toe on and off, i am fully recovered. I'm pretty impressed with this little help i found from internet, wonderful if this method has anything to do with acupunctual point that we always hear from those movies.
thank you google, and thank you Yahoo! :)
This morning when i woke up i felt pain on my neck and my neck motion been badly restricted. After suffered for the whole day, i seek my mum help and with little surprise, my mum asked me to put the pillow under the sun, which is some funny method that derived from some ancient Chinese Mythology of bed goddess that i am not sure of (wonder if wikipedia have information on this).
Obviously i did not follow my mum's advice, so what i do is i google 'twisted neck' both in english and mandarin as i would like to see if there's actually people would advice me to put my pillow under the sun. Interestingly, the first result i received was from a blog in which the host mentioned that after long search over internet, she found the most common advices she found was to rotate the toe in clock-wise circular motion. She found it to be effective after repeating it for 5 times, and hence i follow.
To my surprise, i actually felt much better!! i didnt exactly cured on the spot, but i really felt much better, and after an hour in which i rotate my toe on and off, i am fully recovered. I'm pretty impressed with this little help i found from internet, wonderful if this method has anything to do with acupunctual point that we always hear from those movies.
thank you google, and thank you Yahoo! :)
Different
Have you ever woke up in the morning and realize, hm...something is different today. You cant tell what it is, but you know it's different. You could be finding everything so wonderful today, or everything is a disastrous.
I'm been undergoing some down point for the past two months due to my hesitation on almost everthing. I've been trying to overcome it but it just seems that my endocrine is producing some hormone preventing me from thinking straight. Something you really need to use the hard way to craw back up the hill. No short cut, no equipment, just your feet and yourself, step by step, walk up to the hill top once again.
In my process of clearing up my paperwork (thanks to the deadline that was imposed), i'm beginning to feel the momentum. I have such strong urge to make a cup of tea/coffee, and since Form 5 I've learn that this is my mind, using my action to tell myself that, its time to get serious.
Welcome back. roar~~~~
I'm been undergoing some down point for the past two months due to my hesitation on almost everthing. I've been trying to overcome it but it just seems that my endocrine is producing some hormone preventing me from thinking straight. Something you really need to use the hard way to craw back up the hill. No short cut, no equipment, just your feet and yourself, step by step, walk up to the hill top once again.
In my process of clearing up my paperwork (thanks to the deadline that was imposed), i'm beginning to feel the momentum. I have such strong urge to make a cup of tea/coffee, and since Form 5 I've learn that this is my mind, using my action to tell myself that, its time to get serious.
Welcome back. roar~~~~
budget
Many years back, i couldnt understand how could my father and his aging friends so crazy about politics. They literally live on political news and they called the politicians by name like they were their close friends.
Just like many of you, after living for a quarter of century, you begin to understand something, misunderstand something, and cannot understand something. Luckily, or unluckily, i begin to understand about politics.
Budget 2008/09 is something that really close to my heart. Why you may ask. It is because for the first time i felt directly related to government's policy. And i was really pissed when i realised the budget totally unrelated to me. Who said politics has nothing to do with you? its hurts my pocket in present tense. AND now i know why my father can remember many men's name. There is no way for you to forget the person who owe you money or take money away from you.
on another notes, i felt grateful and grateful (again) that i lived in the sin city that camophlage under the name of prosperity. Perhaps you need to be really stupid to not to know how people from this town earn their fortune from. Having said that, many people can only guess the existance of this 'hidden class' without sound proof. Or else, i wouldnt have call them the 'hidden class'. Not middle class, could be higher class, but you cant tell.
The hidden class has so much authority that one could not imagine. So often we see a park/bridge was build and as much as we could not understand the rationale behind it, we accept it and never question further. Some critics might use their pen and wrote their disapproval in various place. They might have guessed it, but they can never pointed out the man that is laughing in the evil sound at the background.
Perhaps i have benefited from them before, perhaps i have lost my hard earn money to them before, i have no way to trace it. The only thing i know is, their existance allows me to understand many things that i dont understand, and see many ugly faces that i cant see on TV.
Just like many of you, after living for a quarter of century, you begin to understand something, misunderstand something, and cannot understand something. Luckily, or unluckily, i begin to understand about politics.
Budget 2008/09 is something that really close to my heart. Why you may ask. It is because for the first time i felt directly related to government's policy. And i was really pissed when i realised the budget totally unrelated to me. Who said politics has nothing to do with you? its hurts my pocket in present tense. AND now i know why my father can remember many men's name. There is no way for you to forget the person who owe you money or take money away from you.
on another notes, i felt grateful and grateful (again) that i lived in the sin city that camophlage under the name of prosperity. Perhaps you need to be really stupid to not to know how people from this town earn their fortune from. Having said that, many people can only guess the existance of this 'hidden class' without sound proof. Or else, i wouldnt have call them the 'hidden class'. Not middle class, could be higher class, but you cant tell.
The hidden class has so much authority that one could not imagine. So often we see a park/bridge was build and as much as we could not understand the rationale behind it, we accept it and never question further. Some critics might use their pen and wrote their disapproval in various place. They might have guessed it, but they can never pointed out the man that is laughing in the evil sound at the background.
Perhaps i have benefited from them before, perhaps i have lost my hard earn money to them before, i have no way to trace it. The only thing i know is, their existance allows me to understand many things that i dont understand, and see many ugly faces that i cant see on TV.
Penang
Had a weekend trip to Penang to check out my nephew. Basically this new baby make everyone go frenzy. One small smile good enough to make us happy for whole day. Interestingly, my sister stays in Permatang Pauh
So basically, while the whole country concentrating on one man in Permatang Pauh, we lay our eye on this baby boy. For us, he is the man now...
Nevertheless, being right in the ground zero, its pretty hard not to pay attention to what is happening around us, so while the baby boy fall asleep, my dad and i quickly switch from baby wonderland to World War 3. Both parties had ceramah in merely walking distance from my sister house so eventually we still sneaked out to check out all the big shot.
My dad managed to catch a glimpse of our PM. According to him, maybe its in the afternoon, or maybe this is the strong base of the opposition, there is merely a hundred people gathered there to listen to his speech that involved lots of candy giving. RM500k for Chinese school in Permatang Pauh. Geez, no wonder our YB always got cursed, with this policy, everybody wants a by-election.
Then at night, my dad and i attended the ceramah held by PKR. And yes, we manage to see Anwar Ibrahim, really close. The bodyguard made out a space out of the crowded area for him to walk him, but he was being cautious or friendly (not too sure which one is true), he walked into the crowd to get up to the stage. So i'm so happened to be standing at that crowd, so he actually walked past me, and i actually have both my hand on air, and also 3 seconds to think if i should pat his back and said well done.
Eventually i did not touch him, because i am afraid that my hand will be chopped off by the bodyguard. Having said that, i am still feel lucky to be gotten so close to him. He is so charismatic that i actually felt my heart stop pumping for that particular 3 seconds. i am so afraid to breath that i might hurt him. At the same time, the crowd behind were so frenzy that i am receiving enormous push from my back. I was so scared that i might fall over, or even worse, fall on top of Anwar Ibrahim.
Can't imagine how would i looks like on the front page. "Frenzy crowd crashed Anwar!"
Oh no, that's not how i want to be on the front page.
Wonder when would i be able to walk pass crowd and make their heart stop pumping for 3 seconds.
"Oh that's easy, just find some old uncle and scream at them, they will definitely stop pumping for more than 3 days."
I hate mini-me....I dont need you to answer my question~
"you are welcome"
Shut up!
So basically, while the whole country concentrating on one man in Permatang Pauh, we lay our eye on this baby boy. For us, he is the man now...
Nevertheless, being right in the ground zero, its pretty hard not to pay attention to what is happening around us, so while the baby boy fall asleep, my dad and i quickly switch from baby wonderland to World War 3. Both parties had ceramah in merely walking distance from my sister house so eventually we still sneaked out to check out all the big shot.
My dad managed to catch a glimpse of our PM. According to him, maybe its in the afternoon, or maybe this is the strong base of the opposition, there is merely a hundred people gathered there to listen to his speech that involved lots of candy giving. RM500k for Chinese school in Permatang Pauh. Geez, no wonder our YB always got cursed, with this policy, everybody wants a by-election.
Then at night, my dad and i attended the ceramah held by PKR. And yes, we manage to see Anwar Ibrahim, really close. The bodyguard made out a space out of the crowded area for him to walk him, but he was being cautious or friendly (not too sure which one is true), he walked into the crowd to get up to the stage. So i'm so happened to be standing at that crowd, so he actually walked past me, and i actually have both my hand on air, and also 3 seconds to think if i should pat his back and said well done.
Eventually i did not touch him, because i am afraid that my hand will be chopped off by the bodyguard. Having said that, i am still feel lucky to be gotten so close to him. He is so charismatic that i actually felt my heart stop pumping for that particular 3 seconds. i am so afraid to breath that i might hurt him. At the same time, the crowd behind were so frenzy that i am receiving enormous push from my back. I was so scared that i might fall over, or even worse, fall on top of Anwar Ibrahim.
Can't imagine how would i looks like on the front page. "Frenzy crowd crashed Anwar!"
Oh no, that's not how i want to be on the front page.
Wonder when would i be able to walk pass crowd and make their heart stop pumping for 3 seconds.
"Oh that's easy, just find some old uncle and scream at them, they will definitely stop pumping for more than 3 days."
I hate mini-me....I dont need you to answer my question~
"you are welcome"
Shut up!
House
darkness.
the gate obediently follow the track and roll backwards,giving way to my baby-blue Nissan entering the house compound. Hand still hurts from the badminton game i attended an hour ago.
Clumsily, i grabbed all my bag on my left, and shoes on my right, while trying to open my house door in darkness. Stupid i know, i can always put down the bag first. But it is faster by doing so, i always tell myself that. I don't believe it, but i still do it.Stupidity of mankind is indefinite, i can so hear Albert Einstein telling me that.
'cluck, cluck'
Darkness.
Placed down my bag, subconsciously i reached the switch and brighten up the dining hall. Picked up the not so new newspaper, i locked the door, and turn off the light again. In darkness, i casually walked to the stairs and head towards my room. Walking up this far too familiar stair, noise is what i thirst for and what i am afraid of at the same time. how ironic.
My room, which technically speaking my actual home, welcome me with darkness. Confined in all the closed window, it's definitely having bad airflow and giving me a very stuffy feeling. If i want to describe my room as a person, then she would be a late 40s old lady that i am so familiar with and yet definitely not a person that i want to grow old with.
Air-con, music, laptop, newspaper,shower. Routinely done upon entering this room. But today, i have this little question in mind. Is this what i am looking for in the past 1 and half years?
i never hide my ambition of getting a decent condo in 2 years time, as i am far more comfortable with the way i live in NZ that what i have been experiencing for the past 18 years before i head off the the neverland. But it seems i have forgotten the 'care' and 'love' that change the definitation of 'house' to 'home'. As much as i care and love my parents a lot, i do leave this house empty often enough to make them know the Astro schedule inside out. Hence, staying somewhere else technically make no different to them.
Being home alone for a week in this far-too-oversize-for-single-man-semi-D,make me reconsider what i have been thriving myself forward. Do you really want the 2 jokers only stay in this house?
for the past 4 months, my table next to my bed always have 2 filled bottle of water sitting there and waiting for me to consume it. Yesterday, i was so shocked to find it empty. How am i going to drink water in the night then? hey wait a second, why this bottle has no water today? yes, it took me 4 months to realise it was my dad who filled up the water every night before i head home and locked up my room door.
i crave of becoming back who i believe i was, but nothing beats seeing the love i have always been embraced with continuously doing so.
live with it, its not always about yourself. cant remember it heard this off where.
No matter how great i look in front of the mirror, step 2 steps backward, and i see nothing.
the gate obediently follow the track and roll backwards,giving way to my baby-blue Nissan entering the house compound. Hand still hurts from the badminton game i attended an hour ago.
Clumsily, i grabbed all my bag on my left, and shoes on my right, while trying to open my house door in darkness. Stupid i know, i can always put down the bag first. But it is faster by doing so, i always tell myself that. I don't believe it, but i still do it.Stupidity of mankind is indefinite, i can so hear Albert Einstein telling me that.
'cluck, cluck'
Darkness.
Placed down my bag, subconsciously i reached the switch and brighten up the dining hall. Picked up the not so new newspaper, i locked the door, and turn off the light again. In darkness, i casually walked to the stairs and head towards my room. Walking up this far too familiar stair, noise is what i thirst for and what i am afraid of at the same time. how ironic.
My room, which technically speaking my actual home, welcome me with darkness. Confined in all the closed window, it's definitely having bad airflow and giving me a very stuffy feeling. If i want to describe my room as a person, then she would be a late 40s old lady that i am so familiar with and yet definitely not a person that i want to grow old with.
Air-con, music, laptop, newspaper,shower. Routinely done upon entering this room. But today, i have this little question in mind. Is this what i am looking for in the past 1 and half years?
i never hide my ambition of getting a decent condo in 2 years time, as i am far more comfortable with the way i live in NZ that what i have been experiencing for the past 18 years before i head off the the neverland. But it seems i have forgotten the 'care' and 'love' that change the definitation of 'house' to 'home'. As much as i care and love my parents a lot, i do leave this house empty often enough to make them know the Astro schedule inside out. Hence, staying somewhere else technically make no different to them.
Being home alone for a week in this far-too-oversize-for-single-man-semi-D,make me reconsider what i have been thriving myself forward. Do you really want the 2 jokers only stay in this house?
for the past 4 months, my table next to my bed always have 2 filled bottle of water sitting there and waiting for me to consume it. Yesterday, i was so shocked to find it empty. How am i going to drink water in the night then? hey wait a second, why this bottle has no water today? yes, it took me 4 months to realise it was my dad who filled up the water every night before i head home and locked up my room door.
i crave of becoming back who i believe i was, but nothing beats seeing the love i have always been embraced with continuously doing so.
live with it, its not always about yourself. cant remember it heard this off where.
No matter how great i look in front of the mirror, step 2 steps backward, and i see nothing.
Extreme
As much as i like to read newspaper, but lately i am finding myself having difficulty to swallow all the news besides the once a while surprise on sports section.
Conference on Islam, the quota for Mara University, and 2 cases of journalists being beaten by supporters/bodyguards during political campaign are news that i know of merely through the title of the articles. I did not read on because i have a good surface understanding of the story and it really annoyed me.
A sad general view over most of us is that whatever we said are always biased towards our own people. True indeed, that's why nationalism never die. Having said so, it does not mean that we as the outsider would not have critical comment over what's happening to other people.
2 good friends of mind, who is happened to be Malay, are really annoyed with all the aid that they are receiving. It makes me looks like i'm someone who cant survive without being taken well care of, that's one of the phrase i remembered really well. I know how heartache they would have been if they realise that there's still people have problem allowing outsider to discuss about their religion that has been tarnished so badly by the people who believe they are protecting it.
Personally, i am really sad seeing the Mara students rally over Khalid's comment. Its like telling people they are there because of the special right they received. Perhaps they are too young to see the benefit/risk of being part of a political plot, or maybe the pride of the race overruled their own pride.
Violence has been introduced into our political game in recent years, and it's walking towards how Taiwan's politician behaving. Taiwan also got worse when the opposition grow strong. Are we heading the same way?
its part of the progress. I prayed to myself.
Students, enlighten up please. Its too hard to change the current scene, so buckle up and save the future...
will i leave this country? many has been asking me. I always answer: this is the worst time of the world, this is the best time of the world
Conference on Islam, the quota for Mara University, and 2 cases of journalists being beaten by supporters/bodyguards during political campaign are news that i know of merely through the title of the articles. I did not read on because i have a good surface understanding of the story and it really annoyed me.
A sad general view over most of us is that whatever we said are always biased towards our own people. True indeed, that's why nationalism never die. Having said so, it does not mean that we as the outsider would not have critical comment over what's happening to other people.
2 good friends of mind, who is happened to be Malay, are really annoyed with all the aid that they are receiving. It makes me looks like i'm someone who cant survive without being taken well care of, that's one of the phrase i remembered really well. I know how heartache they would have been if they realise that there's still people have problem allowing outsider to discuss about their religion that has been tarnished so badly by the people who believe they are protecting it.
Personally, i am really sad seeing the Mara students rally over Khalid's comment. Its like telling people they are there because of the special right they received. Perhaps they are too young to see the benefit/risk of being part of a political plot, or maybe the pride of the race overruled their own pride.
Violence has been introduced into our political game in recent years, and it's walking towards how Taiwan's politician behaving. Taiwan also got worse when the opposition grow strong. Are we heading the same way?
its part of the progress. I prayed to myself.
Students, enlighten up please. Its too hard to change the current scene, so buckle up and save the future...
will i leave this country? many has been asking me. I always answer: this is the worst time of the world, this is the best time of the world
Fugly
for some reason, i've been seeing people using this 'fugly' word in almost every single cyber corner that i visits often. Actually,i still have no idea what it means, was it an abbreviation of f***ing ugly? or it's just some new cyber words that means something that i have failed to learn? Another word that is extremely popular word among the chinese website is 'kuso'. No matter how hard i tried to translate to chinese or english, i still dont get the meaning of the word...
Last month i overheard a extremely dramatic happy ending love story that actually happened in PJ. The couple is my friend's buddy, and i heard whole lot of them who know the story cried real bad in the wedding. Trust me, the story is so dramatic that i had such a strong urge to write a story out of it. I even have the plot running over my head day in day out. I really should put it into writing. Or else i will definitely forgotten about it.
that's just me, no matter how strong i feel now, i still capable of forgetting it the next day
Last month i overheard a extremely dramatic happy ending love story that actually happened in PJ. The couple is my friend's buddy, and i heard whole lot of them who know the story cried real bad in the wedding. Trust me, the story is so dramatic that i had such a strong urge to write a story out of it. I even have the plot running over my head day in day out. I really should put it into writing. Or else i will definitely forgotten about it.
that's just me, no matter how strong i feel now, i still capable of forgetting it the next day
when XX messed up with XY
for some reason, instead of having a normal mamak, i ended up in a salsa party.
After being taught some simple step, we just simply hantam here and there in the studio. Must admit Salsa is really casual and rather interesting, but that still doesnt explain why i am here....after the party thingy, i went for 2nd round at Bamboo, and the story just get juicier here because.....i got hit by gay guy!
ok here's t issue, i wore a v-neck,relatively body hugging back t-shirt, n according to some self claimed expert, V neck is a sign of 'gayness' in pub.Ok fine, mistake no.1. Then this guy (normal straight guy) said his friend want to know me, so i said sure,why not since it could be some hot chick or something(mistake no. 2).And SHIT! SO obvious that he is gay. I walk away after being introduce to this pick colour shirt guy, then the straight guy keep coming n ask my friend if i am gay or straight,because his friend is looking for a bf (%#$%!$!)
ok, i shall behave more like a man. So i turn to next table which is full of girls, return their stare with simple toasting and friendly gesture, n the next thing i know, they were all dancing with girls on my table. and i starting to question the gender of this 2 'guy' tat is hanging out with tat group of girl. NO~~~they were all lesbian!!! what did i get into this time??!!
Eventful night it is.
After being taught some simple step, we just simply hantam here and there in the studio. Must admit Salsa is really casual and rather interesting, but that still doesnt explain why i am here....after the party thingy, i went for 2nd round at Bamboo, and the story just get juicier here because.....i got hit by gay guy!
ok here's t issue, i wore a v-neck,relatively body hugging back t-shirt, n according to some self claimed expert, V neck is a sign of 'gayness' in pub.Ok fine, mistake no.1. Then this guy (normal straight guy) said his friend want to know me, so i said sure,why not since it could be some hot chick or something(mistake no. 2).And SHIT! SO obvious that he is gay. I walk away after being introduce to this pick colour shirt guy, then the straight guy keep coming n ask my friend if i am gay or straight,because his friend is looking for a bf (%#$%!$!)
ok, i shall behave more like a man. So i turn to next table which is full of girls, return their stare with simple toasting and friendly gesture, n the next thing i know, they were all dancing with girls on my table. and i starting to question the gender of this 2 'guy' tat is hanging out with tat group of girl. NO~~~they were all lesbian!!! what did i get into this time??!!
Eventful night it is.
in the name of peace
For the past years, i refused to make any condemnation remark on the softness of PM, because i believe people are judging him by comparing to the hardcore Dr M. But after seeing how he bites his own tongue for the date of election, fuel increase as well as the 'Mercedes is SOOOOOO WORTH buying' incidents, i start to regret for having so much mercy on him. Soft but firm, like how a 18 yr old girls breast should be, is what i was hoping to see out of you. Sadly speaking, i see a person that bow down to internal pressure so often that it begins to irk many of your followers.
What i cannot forgive you the most is the you never grasp the opportunity of election failure to get rid of trouble maker, infamous minister, so-obvious-that-he-is-driving-a-car-beyond-his-salary-minister, cocker, fanatic, extremist, grasshopper, need-education-badly-minister.
foreign minister is essentially the representative of fellow Malaysian across the globe. And yet, after giving farewell to the joker that make me (and perhaps the whole middle east) laughing into tears, now we another joker that speaks without ever consulting the celebrum. Medulla Oblongata is definitely the last place information being send or receive by him.
As the world celebrating the Olympic, we are proudly having 2nd blogger being caught by police in name of society peacefulness. No doubt we are slightly better than Russia that killed 100s of people around Georgia, but hey, why are we comparing countries again? oh ya, because we should be grateful that we are not govern by communist. Thank you govt for constantly remind us to compare among countries so that we can appreciate our achievement better.And yes we will not compare universities by look at the university ranking because it is biased as you have mention zillion times.
And the joker said we should setup a watchdog to prevent blogger spreading the wrong information. Be it happening or not, i guess you have gotten yourself wrong here Mr joker. First of you, this is not a statement that you can make in your position. 2ndly, unless you already finished discussion with the de facto (i love this words, but have no idea what it means), this is definitely something BN what to bring out at this period of time (even if they wish to say so), and thirdly, for goodness sake, we just had a live debate, and now you want us to step 2 steps backward again???!!
In the name of love for this country, i shall charge you for causing psychological damage to all of us.
What i cannot forgive you the most is the you never grasp the opportunity of election failure to get rid of trouble maker, infamous minister, so-obvious-that-he-is-driving-a-car-beyond-his-salary-minister, cocker, fanatic, extremist, grasshopper, need-education-badly-minister.
foreign minister is essentially the representative of fellow Malaysian across the globe. And yet, after giving farewell to the joker that make me (and perhaps the whole middle east) laughing into tears, now we another joker that speaks without ever consulting the celebrum. Medulla Oblongata is definitely the last place information being send or receive by him.
As the world celebrating the Olympic, we are proudly having 2nd blogger being caught by police in name of society peacefulness. No doubt we are slightly better than Russia that killed 100s of people around Georgia, but hey, why are we comparing countries again? oh ya, because we should be grateful that we are not govern by communist. Thank you govt for constantly remind us to compare among countries so that we can appreciate our achievement better.And yes we will not compare universities by look at the university ranking because it is biased as you have mention zillion times.
And the joker said we should setup a watchdog to prevent blogger spreading the wrong information. Be it happening or not, i guess you have gotten yourself wrong here Mr joker. First of you, this is not a statement that you can make in your position. 2ndly, unless you already finished discussion with the de facto (i love this words, but have no idea what it means), this is definitely something BN what to bring out at this period of time (even if they wish to say so), and thirdly, for goodness sake, we just had a live debate, and now you want us to step 2 steps backward again???!!
In the name of love for this country, i shall charge you for causing psychological damage to all of us.
Night
惊醒
嘀嗒...嘀嗒...嘀嗒...
闹钟的齿轮狠狠的敲了我的脑袋三下
拂...拂...
冷却的空气轻盈的抚摸着我的脸孔,仿佛妈妈似的哄我再次入睡
食指与中指不予自主的往上抽了俩下
感觉不对.熟悉的酸痛不见了.
无神的眼球习惯了亮度.
枕头,完整地躺在我眼前,没有丝毫被挤压的痕迹.
右手掌轻轻地放在枕头的中央.
妳的温度,早在一年半前,雪藏了.
嗯,又忘了.
嘀嗒...嘀嗒...嘀嗒...
双人床的右侧,好空荡.
缓缓的往那枕头躺.
温度的差别刺激了我那还没睡醒的脸颊.
好舒服,妳也是那么想吧.
深深的吸了一口气.
洗发液的味道,也被冲洗走了.剩下的,也答不出是什么味道.
好狠,都找不到妳.
我想,就算眼前发现的只不过是妳残留的一根长发,也足以令我兴奋一整夜.
好想发现那一根头发.
嘀嗒...嘀嗒...嘀嗒...
原来,睡在右侧是那么舒服的.
不想再动了.
隐隐约约看到了妳被粉红色棉被盖上至鼻尖上的脸孔.
晚安,亲爱的.
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You will always be inside my heart
Itsumo anata dake no basho ga aru kara
I hope that I have a place in your heart too
Now and forever you are still the one
Ima wa mada kanashii love song
Atarashii uta utaeru made
You are always gonna be my love
Itsuka dareka to mata koi ni ochitemo
I'll remember to love
You taught me how
You are always gonna be the one
Mada kanashii love song
Now and forever
嘀嗒...嘀嗒...嘀嗒...
闹钟的齿轮狠狠的敲了我的脑袋三下
拂...拂...
冷却的空气轻盈的抚摸着我的脸孔,仿佛妈妈似的哄我再次入睡
食指与中指不予自主的往上抽了俩下
感觉不对.熟悉的酸痛不见了.
无神的眼球习惯了亮度.
枕头,完整地躺在我眼前,没有丝毫被挤压的痕迹.
右手掌轻轻地放在枕头的中央.
妳的温度,早在一年半前,雪藏了.
嗯,又忘了.
嘀嗒...嘀嗒...嘀嗒...
双人床的右侧,好空荡.
缓缓的往那枕头躺.
温度的差别刺激了我那还没睡醒的脸颊.
好舒服,妳也是那么想吧.
深深的吸了一口气.
洗发液的味道,也被冲洗走了.剩下的,也答不出是什么味道.
好狠,都找不到妳.
我想,就算眼前发现的只不过是妳残留的一根长发,也足以令我兴奋一整夜.
好想发现那一根头发.
嘀嗒...嘀嗒...嘀嗒...
原来,睡在右侧是那么舒服的.
不想再动了.
隐隐约约看到了妳被粉红色棉被盖上至鼻尖上的脸孔.
晚安,亲爱的.
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You will always be inside my heart
Itsumo anata dake no basho ga aru kara
I hope that I have a place in your heart too
Now and forever you are still the one
Ima wa mada kanashii love song
Atarashii uta utaeru made
You are always gonna be my love
Itsuka dareka to mata koi ni ochitemo
I'll remember to love
You taught me how
You are always gonna be the one
Mada kanashii love song
Now and forever
MiniCity
Dunno what is that, n no idea how it works, for some reason i got registered and now its a city with only 1 inhabitant.
its a online city with no interaction. clueless. you can check it out
http://jawaville.myminicity.com/
its a online city with no interaction. clueless. you can check it out
http://jawaville.myminicity.com/
kiki lala
is Kiki Lala still existing in the market? its probably the only few renown kiddy brands that i can recalled. Reason being renown to me because that's probably the only brand that i can pronounce with little problem during that age.
Come to think of it, i dont think i have ever own a Kiki Lala clothes before. But i am quite sure i would had preferred t-shirt with Baja Hitam's monstrous face on my tiny body, and protect me from all the evil monster. THUNDER-THUNDER-THUNDER~CAT~~OH~~~~~oh wait, wrong cartoon. So what do Baja Hitam scream when he is transforming? hm...i should look it up at wikipedia. but first and foremost, what is Baja Hitam's actual name? its definitely not Black Fertilizer,rrrrright?
i dont believe in karma, but i believe that there is always a cycle or period for most of the thing. World economy once again undergoing 10 years cycle, and parent once again need to explain to the children what does sodomy means.
i've tried so hard, and run so far, 5 years down the road, i'm back to the same room, complaining about the same weather, and yammering about the same old air-con.
been having this question in my mind for quite a while. Can reading acquaintance's blog being classified as a form of voyeurism? if that is so, i am starting to feel myself as a sick bastard.i'm kind of enjoy reading friend's friend blog lately.
Come to think of it, i dont think i have ever own a Kiki Lala clothes before. But i am quite sure i would had preferred t-shirt with Baja Hitam's monstrous face on my tiny body, and protect me from all the evil monster. THUNDER-THUNDER-THUNDER~CAT~~OH~~~~~oh wait, wrong cartoon. So what do Baja Hitam scream when he is transforming? hm...i should look it up at wikipedia. but first and foremost, what is Baja Hitam's actual name? its definitely not Black Fertilizer,rrrrright?
i dont believe in karma, but i believe that there is always a cycle or period for most of the thing. World economy once again undergoing 10 years cycle, and parent once again need to explain to the children what does sodomy means.
i've tried so hard, and run so far, 5 years down the road, i'm back to the same room, complaining about the same weather, and yammering about the same old air-con.
been having this question in my mind for quite a while. Can reading acquaintance's blog being classified as a form of voyeurism? if that is so, i am starting to feel myself as a sick bastard.i'm kind of enjoy reading friend's friend blog lately.
No Black Tie
For those who had been bugged by me for years, they would definitely familiar with this jazz pub's name. Let me see, it was 4, or maybe 5 years ago that i heard of this place and then i've been trying to locate it, but thanks to the lousy signboard of KL (or perhaps my bad geography), i failed numerous time with different group of friends to get into this shop.
In 5 years time, it had undergone closure,revival, and with words of mouth,it has gotten a little fame of itself, and what's more important, i FINALLY got a guide for myself and stepped into the sacred land.
It was a Funk Jazz (just realized that there's a lot of genre among Jazz music) night and the band is just so spontaneous and groovy, my friend and i had a very wonderful night of music enjoyment. The great sound system make the place a little bit hard to chit chat, but its definitely a great place to enjoy some great live band with interval small chat in between the break. Good place to warm yourself up before heading up to Passion, that's what i was told by one of the acquaintance in the pub.
Being able to visit some place that you have been long for is a blessing. By stepping into it already make me happy. The rest, was just the bonus.
In 5 years time, it had undergone closure,revival, and with words of mouth,it has gotten a little fame of itself, and what's more important, i FINALLY got a guide for myself and stepped into the sacred land.
It was a Funk Jazz (just realized that there's a lot of genre among Jazz music) night and the band is just so spontaneous and groovy, my friend and i had a very wonderful night of music enjoyment. The great sound system make the place a little bit hard to chit chat, but its definitely a great place to enjoy some great live band with interval small chat in between the break. Good place to warm yourself up before heading up to Passion, that's what i was told by one of the acquaintance in the pub.
Being able to visit some place that you have been long for is a blessing. By stepping into it already make me happy. The rest, was just the bonus.
Wheel of Luck
Today experienced something odd. Have not met my buddy for quite a while, decided to sms them to meet up for mamak-ing. At the end, only me and this guy that supposed to be the busiest among the group, free to meet up.
We ended up sitting in mamak for hours. We were wondering the whole time whether it was strange for 2 of us to be free, or it is odd to see the rest busy.
We have officially enter the 2nd phase of life for quite a while now, and everyone has long adapted to this new lifestyle. We are still full of crap when we meet up, but obviously we are no longer who we were once.
i just have nothing in mind to write about. But i just feel like writing something in this moment. Heard a friend of my describe herself as emotional and yet rational. It doesnt make much sense and yet at the same time it makes a lot of sense.
Seems like we are all suffering from bipolar. For the crazy you and me. Cheers.
We ended up sitting in mamak for hours. We were wondering the whole time whether it was strange for 2 of us to be free, or it is odd to see the rest busy.
We have officially enter the 2nd phase of life for quite a while now, and everyone has long adapted to this new lifestyle. We are still full of crap when we meet up, but obviously we are no longer who we were once.
i just have nothing in mind to write about. But i just feel like writing something in this moment. Heard a friend of my describe herself as emotional and yet rational. It doesnt make much sense and yet at the same time it makes a lot of sense.
Seems like we are all suffering from bipolar. For the crazy you and me. Cheers.
pause.play.stop.
proudly announcing that i have completed my year 2005 travel blog. Obviously i have cut down a lot of things compare to the actual travel log that i had written down. I guess, there's still quite a bit of stuff i prefer to keep it offline, which sometime make the memory even more valuable, and inevitably, more forgettable.
2005 is down, time to tackle down 2006. Think i will only put up photos of place i traveled to. After all, this is all meant to be for my own reading, and perhaps for my grandson :)
2005 is down, time to tackle down 2006. Think i will only put up photos of place i traveled to. After all, this is all meant to be for my own reading, and perhaps for my grandson :)
Metal
Woke up from my sleep at 1.30am, realized this is not a nightmare, this is WORSE than nightmare.....my teeth is found guilty and place behind the bar for 1 and half years~man, this is not fun at all...anyone selling time machine on the web?
feeling hungry and yet i dont really want to chew on anything, this is definitely helping me to shape my apple body size to a healthier one, without my consensus. This is sad...
Being myself as usual, contacted quite a few friends over the phone just to check on their life and manage to find some interesting finding. Like this friend of mine is actually involve with the Malaysia for Unity project. You know, the song 'here in my home' that is meant to be dedicating to all of us that love Malaysia as a home regardless how the Menteri's wife spent our money on batik/sports clothing....
anyway, i think the song is great and you should download it for free to support all the volunteers.kudos to my friend Dora
Life can be different if you choose to do just a little bit extra. By the way, have you make a donation for the people that is suffering at Myanmar and China at the moment? what's more important, charity starts at home...
feeling hungry and yet i dont really want to chew on anything, this is definitely helping me to shape my apple body size to a healthier one, without my consensus. This is sad...
Being myself as usual, contacted quite a few friends over the phone just to check on their life and manage to find some interesting finding. Like this friend of mine is actually involve with the Malaysia for Unity project. You know, the song 'here in my home' that is meant to be dedicating to all of us that love Malaysia as a home regardless how the Menteri's wife spent our money on batik/sports clothing....
anyway, i think the song is great and you should download it for free to support all the volunteers.kudos to my friend Dora
Life can be different if you choose to do just a little bit extra. By the way, have you make a donation for the people that is suffering at Myanmar and China at the moment? what's more important, charity starts at home...
W.H.Y.
Been asking myself questions that no way i could answer at this very moment. Have absolutely no clue how this wave of questions hit me, casting lots of doubt and emptiness into my heart. Maybe its the after effect of Mountain climbing.
Was given the opportunity to join the crazy bunch to climb Mt Kinabalu on Wednesday. Decide to join the group on Thursday, flew off to Sabah on Friday and climb the giant mountain on Saturday. How in prompt to, i know. Promised myself not to take any flight for upcoming months for less than 2 months, and i choose to eat my own words once again.
Excited, painful, fruitful, and lots of unexpected 'enlightenment' happened throughout the Mt climbing trip. Although i failed to climb to the peak due to rain storm (you would call it a rain storm when the wind speed recorded to be 120 km/h), but i am happy with the experience.
At 3,126m height, i dream of you, again. Maybe that's the reason behind all the questioning.
Are we 8,641km apart or just a click away?
Was given the opportunity to join the crazy bunch to climb Mt Kinabalu on Wednesday. Decide to join the group on Thursday, flew off to Sabah on Friday and climb the giant mountain on Saturday. How in prompt to, i know. Promised myself not to take any flight for upcoming months for less than 2 months, and i choose to eat my own words once again.
Excited, painful, fruitful, and lots of unexpected 'enlightenment' happened throughout the Mt climbing trip. Although i failed to climb to the peak due to rain storm (you would call it a rain storm when the wind speed recorded to be 120 km/h), but i am happy with the experience.
At 3,126m height, i dream of you, again. Maybe that's the reason behind all the questioning.
Are we 8,641km apart or just a click away?
Rest
Ridiculous behaviors are surprisingly common. Nevertheless, ridiculous is a rather subjective descriptor. I was told off for being ridiculous, at the same times being praised for bravery.
Still, i cant stop myself from calling you ridiculous. Its already way~beyond stubborn, silly and stupid.
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I work hard, and play harder. As a result, whenever i press my 'off' button, i will become extremely lazy and do nothing at home. Talked to a friend on one of my off night
"when are you coming to find me ah?"
" No time lah!" well, i wasn't lying, i was busy except that particular day that i was talking to her
here comes the quote of year:
how can i not love my friends
Still, i cant stop myself from calling you ridiculous. Its already way~beyond stubborn, silly and stupid.
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I work hard, and play harder. As a result, whenever i press my 'off' button, i will become extremely lazy and do nothing at home. Talked to a friend on one of my off night
"when are you coming to find me ah?"
" No time lah!" well, i wasn't lying, i was busy except that particular day that i was talking to her
here comes the quote of year:
"Time is like women's cleavage, squeeze a bit, and you will have it!"
how can i not love my friends
talk about chance
just registered with Facebook and i'm totally confused by all the applications. At the end of the day, what you need to know is to click ' i accept'. simple.
Thanks to facebook, realised that we are actually living in a rather volatile era. Volatile as in people are no longer content to stay put in a place for many years. You can save up on clothes, you can save up on food, but you cant save up on travel. interesting
Went to an holiday villa owned by an ex-colleague or mine not so long ago. Had some drinking game, and went rather wild in an hour time. The next day we still manage to get up and go to the nearby waterfall
I was so excited with the chilling water that i lead the group of people to walk into the 15 degree Celsius cold water. And lucky thing happened to me. I was bitten by a leach. Nothing major. The major part is, i was bitten at somewhere between human asshole and the hanging balls. yes, there is still some flesh in between that enable the dear worm suck up the blood.
hopefully it didn't suck up the semen and got pregnant. I'm not ready yet.
Just my luck.
Thanks to facebook, realised that we are actually living in a rather volatile era. Volatile as in people are no longer content to stay put in a place for many years. You can save up on clothes, you can save up on food, but you cant save up on travel. interesting
Went to an holiday villa owned by an ex-colleague or mine not so long ago. Had some drinking game, and went rather wild in an hour time. The next day we still manage to get up and go to the nearby waterfall
I was so excited with the chilling water that i lead the group of people to walk into the 15 degree Celsius cold water. And lucky thing happened to me. I was bitten by a leach. Nothing major. The major part is, i was bitten at somewhere between human asshole and the hanging balls. yes, there is still some flesh in between that enable the dear worm suck up the blood.
hopefully it didn't suck up the semen and got pregnant. I'm not ready yet.
Just my luck.
HongKong
After being praised that my pictures look great even though the camera i used WAS NOT A SLR, i thought oh well, might as well put up few more pictures of HongKong (since i am far from writing about Hong Kong,haha)... So here's how Hong Kong looks like under my camera
p/s: dont be silly, i've taken more than 200 pictures and obviously there would be some great shot. Whatever i post up were probably the only few good one :)
ShenZhen (Not FRANCE YA) - i really took a lot of effort for this shot, i was virtually on top of the fence just to snap the lamp post into pictures
Starlet HongKong
The Night Beauty HongKong
Disney HongKong
Drinking HongKong
p/s: dont be silly, i've taken more than 200 pictures and obviously there would be some great shot. Whatever i post up were probably the only few good one :)
ShenZhen (Not FRANCE YA) - i really took a lot of effort for this shot, i was virtually on top of the fence just to snap the lamp post into pictures
Starlet HongKong
The Night Beauty HongKong
Disney HongKong
Drinking HongKongShanghai
I know it would take forever before i write on shanghai, here's some pictures which i thought i took it pretty well...
The Natural Shanghai
The Cultural Shanghai
The Magnificent Shanghai
The Natural Shanghai
The Cultural Shanghai
The Magnificent Shanghaiability
Extremely addicted to a song sang by Boz Scaggs.
No i did not spell the name wrongly, he's an old fart and that probably explains why you have no clue who he is.
Managed to download one of his album after searching for many weeks. But non of the songs in the album impress me as much as the song i am listening to again and again....
Would love to upload this song up as my background music but have absolutely no clue on how to do it
Talk about wanting to do something VS capable of doing something
什么是神? 神就是做人所做不到的事~ Initial D
No i did not spell the name wrongly, he's an old fart and that probably explains why you have no clue who he is.
Managed to download one of his album after searching for many weeks. But non of the songs in the album impress me as much as the song i am listening to again and again....
Would love to upload this song up as my background music but have absolutely no clue on how to do it
Talk about wanting to do something VS capable of doing something
什么是神? 神就是做人所做不到的事~ Initial D
perhaps
If i told you that i am actually a very introvert person, would you find this statement rather ridiculous?
i told that to a friend of mine, and she she laugh until almost run out of breath ( of perhaps its just coincidently the oxygen content in the air was rather low as she was actually sitting at Genting Starbucks)
i listen to Jazz music, enjoy staying in the room alone, listen to some soft music while lying on the bed munching my favourite books/magazine. I dont easily get bored, even if that means i am staying alone in the room for 48 hours, as long there's food for me to cook and survive with.
And i was told i am meant to be in Sales line, and i am actually excelling in this line at the moment...
Man, i am complicated.
A friend told me that she cant believed that i can actually simplified everything into simple theory, making myself far less troubled than she is. i dont easily get stressed because i look at it as something that move me forward. I never got troubled by friendship, because i look into friendship as nothing but a platform for us to use each other in one way or another.
And i was told that i am a very good friend, and a person that understand many philosophy in life.
Man, i am such a simple man.
i told that to a friend of mine, and she she laugh until almost run out of breath ( of perhaps its just coincidently the oxygen content in the air was rather low as she was actually sitting at Genting Starbucks)
i listen to Jazz music, enjoy staying in the room alone, listen to some soft music while lying on the bed munching my favourite books/magazine. I dont easily get bored, even if that means i am staying alone in the room for 48 hours, as long there's food for me to cook and survive with.
And i was told i am meant to be in Sales line, and i am actually excelling in this line at the moment...
Man, i am complicated.
A friend told me that she cant believed that i can actually simplified everything into simple theory, making myself far less troubled than she is. i dont easily get stressed because i look at it as something that move me forward. I never got troubled by friendship, because i look into friendship as nothing but a platform for us to use each other in one way or another.
And i was told that i am a very good friend, and a person that understand many philosophy in life.
Man, i am such a simple man.
disease
Believing an ideal base on factual is getting more ridiculous. Some expert will spend thousand of dollar just to let us know that, maybe, just maybe, drink water is good for you. Or wait, there's a better one, spending too much time in front of computer will increase the chance of you being fat.
So what is the theory behind this cause? hm... maybe is due to lack of activity. Wow, thanks prof, that enlighten us a lot...
So what is the theory behind this cause? hm... maybe is due to lack of activity. Wow, thanks prof, that enlighten us a lot...
Travel
had a flying month. literally a month that i flew a lot. I was lucky enough to be rewarded 2 incentive trips after a rather intensive 6 months of working life. Come to think of it, I have actually visited a good number of cities in a very short period of time. Before age of 18, the only city that i have visited outside Peninsular Malaysia was Medan, but ever since then, i was just bombarded with all kind of cultural diversity across a big piece of land.
Usually i preferred to mention myself being to city A or city B, rather than been to the country that city A located at, because even across a city, the building, culture as well as the socio-geography can be diverse enough to spin my head around, what's more its between the cities. For foreigner, KL might be the representative of Malaysia, but we fellow Malaysian know very well it is just impossible to have the capital representative the whole truely-Asia-shit. Maybe, just maybe, i want to look at each country from the angle that their own countrymen look at.
I must proudly said here that although before age of 18, i've not travel much outside malaysia, but i've actually covered a big area of Malaysia, here's the major cities/tourism spot that i HAVE NOT been to only:
Kota Kinabalu (or the whatever Api that they r calling now)
Miri
Kota Bharu
tasik kenyir/Taman Negara
Perhentian/lang tenggah
Ya...i think that's probably the whole list
Here's the list that cities that i have been to:
Usually i preferred to mention myself being to city A or city B, rather than been to the country that city A located at, because even across a city, the building, culture as well as the socio-geography can be diverse enough to spin my head around, what's more its between the cities. For foreigner, KL might be the representative of Malaysia, but we fellow Malaysian know very well it is just impossible to have the capital representative the whole truely-Asia-shit. Maybe, just maybe, i want to look at each country from the angle that their own countrymen look at.
I must proudly said here that although before age of 18, i've not travel much outside malaysia, but i've actually covered a big area of Malaysia, here's the major cities/tourism spot that i HAVE NOT been to only:
Kota Kinabalu (or the whatever Api that they r calling now)
Miri
Kota Bharu
tasik kenyir/Taman Negara
Perhentian/lang tenggah
Ya...i think that's probably the whole list
Here's the list that cities that i have been to:
Medan, indonesea 1996
hatyai, Thailand 2003
2004
Changi airport (not been to s'pore till now)
Dunedin, NZ
Christchurch, NZ
Queenstown, NZ
Wanaka,NZ
Timaru, NZ
2005
Wellington, NZ
Taupo, NZ
Auckland, NZ
Rotorua, NZ
2006
Bangkok, Thailand
Milfort sound, NZ
Franz Josef, NZ
Lake Tekapo, NZ
Kaikora, NZ
2007
Adelaide, Australia
Melbourne, Australia
Sydney, Australia
Hanoi, Vietnam
2008
HangZhou
ShangHai
ShenZhen
Hong Kong
hatyai, Thailand 2003
2004
Changi airport (not been to s'pore till now)
Dunedin, NZ
Christchurch, NZ
Queenstown, NZ
Wanaka,NZ
Timaru, NZ
2005
Wellington, NZ
Taupo, NZ
Auckland, NZ
Rotorua, NZ
2006
Bangkok, Thailand
Milfort sound, NZ
Franz Josef, NZ
Lake Tekapo, NZ
Kaikora, NZ
2007
Adelaide, Australia
Melbourne, Australia
Sydney, Australia
Hanoi, Vietnam
2008
HangZhou
ShangHai
ShenZhen
Hong Kong
i have the habit of writing down story, comment on each cities that i have been to. I have always wanted to post all the written things into my travel blog as a safe choice to keep my memory. However, until today, i'd only key in my travel experience during year 2005...looking at the rate it goes (10 km/h writing speed vs 120km/h traveling speed), i am getting worry that this little resolution of mine will not be fulfill for many months to come....
Kisah Benar
Was driving pass the 'notorious' SS2 this afternoon, witnessed a motorcyclist along with his crime partner snatch a handbag off man's hand.
He was holding gf's hand while another hand holding the pink colour ladybag. They were standing at the small isle that divided the opposite traffic flows. It's so hard to be a man nowadays, just trying to be nice to the lady, and then this snatch thief just took it away. Imagine both agonizing both the man and women in this incident.
What's more irony is that, this snatching incident happened right in front of the bundles of flying flags that printed both party's candidate face. Talk about voting for the better tomorrow. HA!
it would be more irony if you look at all the promises that the candidates said should they be elected.
HEAL THE WORLD~~ MAKE IT A BETTER PLACE~~~FOR YOU AND FOR ME AND THE ENTIRE HUMAN RACE~~~
He was holding gf's hand while another hand holding the pink colour ladybag. They were standing at the small isle that divided the opposite traffic flows. It's so hard to be a man nowadays, just trying to be nice to the lady, and then this snatch thief just took it away. Imagine both agonizing both the man and women in this incident.
What's more irony is that, this snatching incident happened right in front of the bundles of flying flags that printed both party's candidate face. Talk about voting for the better tomorrow. HA!
it would be more irony if you look at all the promises that the candidates said should they be elected.
HEAL THE WORLD~~ MAKE IT A BETTER PLACE~~~FOR YOU AND FOR ME AND THE ENTIRE HUMAN RACE~~~
Age of Empire 12
I was so itchy hand that the other i bought a Age of Empire 3 Asia Dynasty DVD to play leisurely. After playing for about half a day, i got a little bored of it, then i start reading the newspaper. And hey, guess what, we have a far greater game happening right now, its the Age of Empire 12, Malaysia Dynasty!
in the games, the involver use gun to win the battle, which is far more visual. But here, we use words and tricks to kill opponent in no time. Less interesting for the audience i must admit, but as a matter of fact, it is far more menacing than what we can see with our own naked eye
Compared to previous few elections, i am sure this is a far more different election ever for most of the people. First of all, internet, youtube and blog to be more specific, have touched thousand's heart ( or anger) that could potentially brings a different to our rather boring parliament.
Blogger Jeff Ooi has finally decided to get into the dirt pond in the hope of cleaning it up, making him one of the most high profile candidate. Although i'm surprise and find it a bit ridiculous to see the Lingam's tape owner Mr Goh to be a candidate, but having him around indeed make this election far more interesting to most younger generation and hopefully wooing more of us to come out a cast a vote and KILL THE BLOODY WOLVES~~opsss, that's for AOE 3 game, i mean, defeat the undeserving opponent.
For chinese speaking community, there's another high profile handsome looking candidate that is getting a lot of limelight. Mr Wu, formally a debater, then DJ, manager and eventually high profile candidate of MCA has stirred lots of controversy as well as supports for his foes and fans.
He may not be comparable to Arnold, but he was formally involved in entertainment industry, and seriously, i really hope to see more of people like him to involve in politics. Why? because non-voters are the biggest group that can cast their vote and shape the government into a glass-hour shape, making all the ham sap lo mesmerize by our beauty :)
in the games, the involver use gun to win the battle, which is far more visual. But here, we use words and tricks to kill opponent in no time. Less interesting for the audience i must admit, but as a matter of fact, it is far more menacing than what we can see with our own naked eye
Compared to previous few elections, i am sure this is a far more different election ever for most of the people. First of all, internet, youtube and blog to be more specific, have touched thousand's heart ( or anger) that could potentially brings a different to our rather boring parliament.
Blogger Jeff Ooi has finally decided to get into the dirt pond in the hope of cleaning it up, making him one of the most high profile candidate. Although i'm surprise and find it a bit ridiculous to see the Lingam's tape owner Mr Goh to be a candidate, but having him around indeed make this election far more interesting to most younger generation and hopefully wooing more of us to come out a cast a vote and KILL THE BLOODY WOLVES~~opsss, that's for AOE 3 game, i mean, defeat the undeserving opponent.
For chinese speaking community, there's another high profile handsome looking candidate that is getting a lot of limelight. Mr Wu, formally a debater, then DJ, manager and eventually high profile candidate of MCA has stirred lots of controversy as well as supports for his foes and fans.
He may not be comparable to Arnold, but he was formally involved in entertainment industry, and seriously, i really hope to see more of people like him to involve in politics. Why? because non-voters are the biggest group that can cast their vote and shape the government into a glass-hour shape, making all the ham sap lo mesmerize by our beauty :)
sam pat
the whole malaysia is going sam pat.
sam pat, sam pat, 3 8, 3 8; the number sound so auspicious that it is driving all the Toto lovers go frenzy over this set of number. All kind of combination was thought by the gambler in the hope of hitting the jackpot.
To a great extend, election is just a game of numbers. So i guess, we are just being chinese by grasping every single right opportunity to gamble :) obviously election hold a far greater mission than giving us the numbers to have fun with, but to a certain social economical group, it really have limited impact to their life. Striking lottery, maybe, election, nah...
Read a comment on newspaper regarding their candies that government been giving to chinese and tamil school on the past 2 weeks. It is believe that government have been given about about RM120million on improving these schools. The author said, if we capture the progress in graph, you would see stagnant line with giant leap every 5 years. And we are OK and HAPPY with that for the past 50 years. Our memory spasms are just too short i guess, or maybe, we cant read the graph?
We all know a lot of things only improved every 5 years, for example, the road condition around LDP. Residents in PJ area sense election the earliest, because the road condition been improving since November, and we are HAPPY and OK with that. Maybe we cant read the graph, but hey, we can read the sign now. hooray~
many people are predicting this election would be the first real triumph of democracy, and i was really anticipating to see that happening, dreaming one day we will have a Hilari and Othbamat that openly debate on live tv broadcast, and no body know who is the winner until the result is out.
However, i became skeptical when i realize the enormous number of people that did not register themselves for the election. The Y generation condemn every single thing that government doing not right. they crave for equality. But when we given the chance to make a change,
"can do it online ah?"
"nobody told me about registration also!"
"rocket have my support in my heart"
Sadly, i will be on my way back from Shanghai on the sam pat day. I am missing out my first ever opportunity to vote. I hate that feeling. damn it....
sam pat, sam pat, 3 8, 3 8; the number sound so auspicious that it is driving all the Toto lovers go frenzy over this set of number. All kind of combination was thought by the gambler in the hope of hitting the jackpot.
To a great extend, election is just a game of numbers. So i guess, we are just being chinese by grasping every single right opportunity to gamble :) obviously election hold a far greater mission than giving us the numbers to have fun with, but to a certain social economical group, it really have limited impact to their life. Striking lottery, maybe, election, nah...
Read a comment on newspaper regarding their candies that government been giving to chinese and tamil school on the past 2 weeks. It is believe that government have been given about about RM120million on improving these schools. The author said, if we capture the progress in graph, you would see stagnant line with giant leap every 5 years. And we are OK and HAPPY with that for the past 50 years. Our memory spasms are just too short i guess, or maybe, we cant read the graph?
We all know a lot of things only improved every 5 years, for example, the road condition around LDP. Residents in PJ area sense election the earliest, because the road condition been improving since November, and we are HAPPY and OK with that. Maybe we cant read the graph, but hey, we can read the sign now. hooray~
many people are predicting this election would be the first real triumph of democracy, and i was really anticipating to see that happening, dreaming one day we will have a Hilari and Othbamat that openly debate on live tv broadcast, and no body know who is the winner until the result is out.
However, i became skeptical when i realize the enormous number of people that did not register themselves for the election. The Y generation condemn every single thing that government doing not right. they crave for equality. But when we given the chance to make a change,
"can do it online ah?"
"nobody told me about registration also!"
"rocket have my support in my heart"
Sadly, i will be on my way back from Shanghai on the sam pat day. I am missing out my first ever opportunity to vote. I hate that feeling. damn it....
best love quote of 08 valentine's
1. if my love for you can be measured, then it must be thicker than Samy's face
2. my love for you is eternal, like the wig on Samy's head
3. If you insist on putting a time frame for my love for you, then i would say, its longer than Samy's serving years.
4. the world may change, but i promised i will still looks like me, sound like me, and 100% is still me
2. my love for you is eternal, like the wig on Samy's head
3. If you insist on putting a time frame for my love for you, then i would say, its longer than Samy's serving years.
4. the world may change, but i promised i will still looks like me, sound like me, and 100% is still me
disambiguation
365 days ago, i was gazing at the star, mesmerized by the galaxy of stars that shine upon the sky, wishing myself to be sliding on the milky way with you by my side as the shooting stars fly by.
365 days later, i am gazing at the brighten sky, mesmerized by the golden lining drawn by the fireworks, praying that my family and i will be healthy and safe for the upcoming years.
it was so serene, and cold. 3 degree Celsius if i am not wrong. i can vaguely see your face through the lights that exist 3,000 years ago.
The burning praying items are heating up my face like giving me a facial treatment, and the fire crackers are so noisy that i have to write this thing up to kill my time. The whole street is brighten up by fire, firework and housing lights that has nothing romantic to talk about
happy valentine's day, 14/2/2007
happy Pai Ti Kong, 14/2/2008
365 days later, i am gazing at the brighten sky, mesmerized by the golden lining drawn by the fireworks, praying that my family and i will be healthy and safe for the upcoming years.
it was so serene, and cold. 3 degree Celsius if i am not wrong. i can vaguely see your face through the lights that exist 3,000 years ago.
The burning praying items are heating up my face like giving me a facial treatment, and the fire crackers are so noisy that i have to write this thing up to kill my time. The whole street is brighten up by fire, firework and housing lights that has nothing romantic to talk about
happy valentine's day, 14/2/2007
happy Pai Ti Kong, 14/2/2008
Bang bang
when u are too confident or you are just taking thing for granted, somehow, it will get you into some unexpected situation.
As i was heading heading home unusually early from work...okey, i lied, its a norm thing, but that's besides the point! AAAANYWAY, since i am heading home early, obviously i cant make any toll claims as i would not like to see how my boss looks like when the receipts stated there 3pm. So i used my own smart tag to go through the toll.
Just like what most of the people would do, i slowed down to around 40km/h (okey, maybe its 60 km/h), as i was entering the smart tag lane.
"beep"
Sweet, no need to slow down further.
50cm: eh, the barrier seems a bit slow
30cm: ok, this is REAL slow
15cm: BREAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK~~~~
5cm: !@#%$!#$$!$#
the break sound was so overwhelming that i pay no attention to the colliding sound. Alarm begun to ring while the metal barrier beginning to swing to the side. Its quite impressive that the palang thingy got a security pin in which when a car hit it, it would drop down by about 10cm to reduce the impact then only swing it to the side.
At the end of the day, my car left unscratched, but i still made a complaint to avoid more driver being victimized.
My question on what would happen if i hit the metal thingy was answered today in the most practical way. So, i was happy :)
see, life can be fun.
As i was heading heading home unusually early from work...okey, i lied, its a norm thing, but that's besides the point! AAAANYWAY, since i am heading home early, obviously i cant make any toll claims as i would not like to see how my boss looks like when the receipts stated there 3pm. So i used my own smart tag to go through the toll.
Just like what most of the people would do, i slowed down to around 40km/h (okey, maybe its 60 km/h), as i was entering the smart tag lane.
"beep"
Sweet, no need to slow down further.
50cm: eh, the barrier seems a bit slow
30cm: ok, this is REAL slow
15cm: BREAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK~~~~
5cm: !@#%$!#$$!$#
the break sound was so overwhelming that i pay no attention to the colliding sound. Alarm begun to ring while the metal barrier beginning to swing to the side. Its quite impressive that the palang thingy got a security pin in which when a car hit it, it would drop down by about 10cm to reduce the impact then only swing it to the side.
At the end of the day, my car left unscratched, but i still made a complaint to avoid more driver being victimized.
My question on what would happen if i hit the metal thingy was answered today in the most practical way. So, i was happy :)
see, life can be fun.
newsmaker of the year 2007
If you are a newspaper lover, 2007 must had been an entertaining year to read on. And for once, newspaper is even more interesting than to follow on the Hokkien drama (which apparently, still got 2 more years before the story will end). A lot of people are upset and calling it a downfall of the society, but my answer to it is, how can you call it a downfall when we had never gone up to any place yet?
This is the the best time of the world, this is the worst time of the world
just a small recap on who actually deserved to be name newsmaker of the year, we had...let's see, Zakaria the huge-ass bungalow owner, Hisshamuddin the keris waver, Najib the denial, and Khairy the riser. Oh wait, there's still JPJ the (10 years to learn the problem) slow learner, Nanli the arrested officer, bersih/hindraf rally the anger, BN the embracer of all the leakage and tunnel, ISA the unstoppable, flood victims the sufferers, samy the wig owner, inflation the killer, namewee the singer, lingam the lawyer, Attantuya the trial (may the justice be on your side), and of course, Abdullah the jet plane owner.
Hey wait, did i miss out the space traveler? Nah....He dont even has a DVD dedicated to himself only...Dr Chua is still cooler. Too bad he is the 2008 story, of else he would have been the clear winner. with election coming up, its quite hard for him to stay on to be the winner of 2008 newspaper,sigh...you should have announced the story a day earlier, now you are risking of losing the throne...
so who's my pick? i guess i would choose our beloved timbang. Bacteria can only grow on optimum environment that has the right temperature and moisture. With so much leakage and tunnel story, no wonder these bacteria grow well in the environment...
Hey wait, did i miss out the space traveler? Nah....He dont even has a DVD dedicated to himself only...Dr Chua is still cooler. Too bad he is the 2008 story, of else he would have been the clear winner. with election coming up, its quite hard for him to stay on to be the winner of 2008 newspaper,sigh...you should have announced the story a day earlier, now you are risking of losing the throne...
so who's my pick? i guess i would choose our beloved timbang. Bacteria can only grow on optimum environment that has the right temperature and moisture. With so much leakage and tunnel story, no wonder these bacteria grow well in the environment...
2008
congratulation to all of us for being older, once again......
yesterday i was victimized by friends, being cheated to be the traffic ranger for them. As they were stupidly sitting at some random restaurant at 1U, i was even stupid by driving towards the Curve. it was 10.40pm. The traffic is quite bad, but its still moving, and it actually took me 25 minutes to reach the curve and get a parking right next to the curve. I think i got it there fast because of my 'cutting' skill as well as a little bit of luck. I feel bad for conning whole bunch of them to stuck in jam, but at the same time i wanna drag them over. So at the end i sent a sms that read like this' i have arrived, the traffic is bearable'....
My friend who was in the car with me complaint that there's no way people understand what it means by bearable, n THAT's exactly the whole point~ unluckily, i messed with the smart one, got a reply "yup, got it, love you baby" which exactly means nothing, in revenge of my useless traffic report... @$%@$%
The count down was good, besides the point that i missed out the count down,missed out the crowd, missed out the screaming and missed out a big fraction of the firework. Ya, i do get the jam, the sweat, the aimless walk, and yeah, THE alcohol :) but i'm happy,because i have not seen such crowd for ages, and have not done things just for the heck of doing for quite a while too. I'm probably too old to go for anymore countdown real soon( you will feel so too when you overheard people saying they are form 2 and form 4 in the toilet).so ya...feels great to be silly on the last day of 2007, and the first few hours of 2008
wishing you all to have a bearable year ahead.........hehehe
yesterday i was victimized by friends, being cheated to be the traffic ranger for them. As they were stupidly sitting at some random restaurant at 1U, i was even stupid by driving towards the Curve. it was 10.40pm. The traffic is quite bad, but its still moving, and it actually took me 25 minutes to reach the curve and get a parking right next to the curve. I think i got it there fast because of my 'cutting' skill as well as a little bit of luck. I feel bad for conning whole bunch of them to stuck in jam, but at the same time i wanna drag them over. So at the end i sent a sms that read like this' i have arrived, the traffic is bearable'....
My friend who was in the car with me complaint that there's no way people understand what it means by bearable, n THAT's exactly the whole point~ unluckily, i messed with the smart one, got a reply "yup, got it, love you baby" which exactly means nothing, in revenge of my useless traffic report... @$%@$%
The count down was good, besides the point that i missed out the count down,missed out the crowd, missed out the screaming and missed out a big fraction of the firework. Ya, i do get the jam, the sweat, the aimless walk, and yeah, THE alcohol :) but i'm happy,because i have not seen such crowd for ages, and have not done things just for the heck of doing for quite a while too. I'm probably too old to go for anymore countdown real soon( you will feel so too when you overheard people saying they are form 2 and form 4 in the toilet).so ya...feels great to be silly on the last day of 2007, and the first few hours of 2008
wishing you all to have a bearable year ahead.........hehehe
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