Reflections

Intangible Love Letters

2009-12-17T16:29:00.006+08:00

12/11/2008, 2.31pm - I've got too much baggage, will kill you too lol

15/11/2008, 1.55pm - Hehe ok. i'm gonna try a pasta carbonara recipe i found ;P Get ready your toilet coz it involves raw eggs LOL

16/11/2008, 4.25pm - Thanks for the everything else ;) Puked one more time before my meds lol. Had a nice time anyway. Still think you kinda planned it lol.

17/11/2008, 3.53am - Don't want you to think i'm backing out or whatever lol. you have funny assumptions about me :p

17/11/2008, 5.58pm - Dragging man lol.still got 1 1/2 speaker more to go. surprised i've registered in your consciousness finally, or is it part of being a bad boy

18/11/2008, 3.17am - Hey no pressure...lol. i can catch up on some zzz. and i just got a message on facebook about a freelance job so i'll follow up on that. hey, when we were er,saying goodbye without talking, heh, it just hit me that i really really do like you. don't really know what to do with that given my situation :/

18/11/2008, 3.31pm - Nope, just went for a briefing on the job hehe. man. have to work in my holiday, why are you grinning anyway, i think i gave you more stress only last night hehe

18/11/2008, 4.01pm - With a bestial roar of happiness? LOL. Hm,you can try to take on thursday if you can't go off tomorrow. i mean i'm not going anywhere hehe

18/11/2008, 5.25pm - What, another ploy to get in my pants?haha

18/11/2008, 9.30pm - Oh geez here we go, if he gets high and says stuff, just remember i was going to tell you but not so soon since he's your friend and all. it's nothing much but you might feel weird about it. i know i do, and urgh ok i am impulsive and i had nothing holding me back or to give me 2nd thoughts

18/11/2008, 9.39pm - Not emo! just find it ironic that i asked him to ease up and yet i still can't see you lol. anyway, he knows when you're messaging me.

18/11/2008, 10.37pm - Well he called me for a bit just now, he sounded alright. i'm gonna continue that nap of mine, and i'm hoping i'll wake up to see you :p

19/11/2008, 10.51am - Can't figure out if you really are a sweet guy genuinely concerned or not. strange lah.lol

19/11/2008, 10.41pm - Wish i was playing you instead :p

19/11/2008, 10.51pm - Did you like it? could it be better? besides going bareback which i'm sorry i can't! don't go looking for other chicks ok lol

20/11/2008, 9.16am - Morning sweetie and nasty dojiman. just wanna say have a good day ahead, and that i woke up to pleasant thoughts of us dating, fucking and sucking. lol

20/11/2008, 12.56pm - Hey sexy. paul's insisting to bring me lunch, even though i said no need. em, so he's gonna come over with food. i think it's gonna be a bit awkward.

20/11/2008, 2.20pm - No way! i was just wishing you were here instead. it wasn't too bad i guess, he didn't bring up anything weird. and he brought pork noodles. yum.

21/11/2008, 12.31pm - I'm really glad i went over. hey i told paul about us, hope you don't mind. think he mentioned it to you too. he seems cool about it, sort of. i'm just relieved we don't have yo hide it anymore. i really want to do this right by you.

21/11/2008, 1.14pm - Wow. he actually told me he loved me and wanted to see me happy.

21/11/2008, 1.25pm - Well I confided in him about centain things. he knows it's not as simple as "who came first". he understands me to a centain extent, so he knows it isn't your doing. anyway i'm gonna release some pent up stress now with my vibrator while thinking about you ;)

21/11/2008, 1.32pm - Uh huh.mm, feels good. your cock feels better thought, wish we were fucking and sucking againg. next time you're gonna lick and hammer me and make sure i cum like a bitch on heat.

21/11/2008, 7.12pm - Hey. in case i don't get to msg you later. just want you to know that it's gonna be a long two days or so for me. the thought of not being able to see you is making me feel physically shitty inside, dunno if that scares you lol.

21/11/2008, 7.43pm - Just hope you'll know what's happening on my end a little better, that's all. i know we're both kind of guarded and uncommunicative sometimes, but hopefully we'll feel it's worth the risk to open up more.

21/11/2008, 9.52pm - Hey we just got on the train hehe. cramped up in the top bunk lol, frankly trying to avoid squeezing in with my ex below. she's been a bit emo and been saying she wants to sleep in the same bunk sigh. Yea sorry was last minute packing as usual… nice to know even the dojiman can be made speechless hehe. i'm really glad i saw you this morning, i like being with you.

21/11/2008, 9.59pm - No. can't think of/ don't want/ don't care about/ don't wanna mess around with anyone else right now.

22/11/2008, 11.08am - Sigh. she tried to like cuddle and kiss me in the room, i was like physically pushing her off. finally i told her i'm seeing someone and then she turned away and i knew she was like crying. she didn't respond to me so i just went to take a bath. now she's taking hers.zzz. i KNEW something like this would happen.

22/11/2008, 7.16pm - Hey. i havn't had an "impulse" to do anything with anyone else since you. the 3d concert thing was cool! they played all the awesome songs hehe. meeting forc to watch tropic thunder. sorry dear i know i said we'd watch it together but it's that or high school musical lol! hope you're not hanging out with sabrina tonight hehe

24/11/2008, 12.33pm - Zzz. you supposed to show me your sexy beefed up body remember, you can't do that by dieting :p Are you on msn? forgot tot tell you something yesterday lol.

24/11/2008, 7.45pm - Ha. lucky i reached before they closed at 8. er. so i was damn embarrassed cos this doctor also sees my mum. she will also give me this cream that you should use also :p This is great. we have more in common that we thought

25/11/2008, 9.16am - Apply liberally 2 or 3 times a day! ok? good boy!

26/11/2008, 2.47am - Hey! so sorry, i just saw you msg. thought your phone might still be not charged so i didn't let you know. am home, really glad i got to see you, was missing you the whole day

26/11/2008, 10.19am - Good morning emo old man! Roarrrrr. Woke up at 7 to bathe pooch and go to the gym. Hehe. Now feel like eating a horse. And riding a stallion.lol

24/12/2008, 3.09am - Hehe good. chinese say, "peng, leng,cheng" isnt' it lol. have a good rest, i'm getting my "freelance" done. feeling really nice inside, i meant everything i said. you give me so much to look forward to.

Origins of Batman

2008-07-24T17:39:00.003+08:00

I know it's been too long. I'd blame it on my recurring mental constipation, but everyone knows that's just an excuse for laziness.

Anyway, I'm leaving for Hainan tomorrow morning. Which brings a point I wanna make: why the fuck does everyone thinks Hainan is in Vietnam? That's Hanoi for god's sake. Can't tell the difference between the two? Time to signup for some refreshment course at the nearest elementary school!

Anyway, the main reason I login my blogger account was to archive this link I got from http://akutakpeduli.blogspot.com/

The name looks photoshopped, but I couldnt give a fuck. It's just too funny.

Larkin Step

2008-01-13T06:31:00.000+08:00

"Larkin Step", by Ling86

God he turned and walked away,
Couldn't think of what to say,
When plane engines fall through your roof;
And I broke my knee while walking down the street that I live in,
While noone was passing by.

Life moves along, and it trickles down the cheeks of every beautiful boy;
Time comes along, and it breaks every bone in your spine.

And into the flight of night,
Insomnia strikes, and hopes alight,
Set ourselves up to fall;
So we stargaze and we write down all the things that we'll do;
Fall into the river, our pockets full of stone,
Full of stone.

WTB space to host picture

2007-11-22T23:37:00.000+08:00

Assholes.

2007-10-02T11:16:00.000+08:00

This world is full of assholes.

They have this unbelievable obnoxious attitude, superhuman-like ability to piss people off, complete asinine juvenile behavior and total dedication to personal gain without regard to others.

They should classify assholes as a new species on earth. I think assholes are the next form of evolution for retards. They mutate after years of environment influences and combination of genetic constructs.

Something like Godzilla, but less cooler. Maybe Barney the Pink Dinosaur.

I cant believe my luck when I ran into them these past few days. Karma I'd say.

From the uncle who made an emergency right turn into my lane without slowing down, to the auntie who cut in the long-ass queue as if I was invisible, and even online gamers who mis-use your friendship to get stupid game items (omg you stupid fuck, it's just pixels) these people think they own the world, either that or the world owes them a favor.

I'd say fuck them. I'd bitch slap them but there's so many of them in this world, I would get a sore arm while delivering justice. I think should invest in a nuclear bomb or something. When these assholes meet up for their Annual Assholiness Gathering, I'd nuked them all.

One year from now.

2007-10-02T11:14:00.000+08:00

1 year from now, on this same day, something big is gonna happen.

For the record : My actions are solely of my own. I'm writing this down so that innocent people wont the blame. Use this post as a testimonial or a court evidence if you have to.

All this might not make sense now but it will next year.

So watch this space exactly 1 year from now, unless I chicken out.

riiiizkeekeekoo

2007-07-07T14:10:00.000+08:00

I'm hungry.

Kept thinking bout McNuggets since this morning. I'm mean what the fuck right?

Anyway, Optimus Prime would have only 1 thing to say to this...

"MAKANBOTS, TRANSFORM AND ROLL OUT"!!

Of Saturdays and stolen Spectacles

2007-04-23T17:37:00.000+08:00

Things was looking bleak for the weekend, till Saturday itself materialised.

Velvet felt the same as any other day as we walked in. No celebration of anything in particular. Just maybe a celebration of the weekend and a toast or two to random things in life.

Highlight of the day: The back exit door of Velvet opened and a drunk girl came in, walked to our table, stopped next to me and ask:

Girl : Can you follow me to my table?

Before I could answer, she grabbed my hand and pulled me away from my friends.

Me : Where's your table?

Girl : I don’t know!! What's your name?

Me : xxxxxx

Girl : What?

Me : xxxxxx

Girl : Come again?

Me : Nevermind, call me anything you like. Anyway, we'll walk to every table till you see someone familiar.

So I took the lead. As we were making our way through the crowd, I could feel both her hands hugging me from behind.

Suddenly, she removed her hands and then I felt my glasses being lifted off from my face. Turning around, I saw her putting on my glasses.

Me : I cant see without them

Girl : I don’t care!!

Shortly after that, a dood came along and took her back to her table. Before that I quickly pull away my glasses from her drunken face.

God if you read my blog, please gimme a sober girl next time.

5 days of waiting

2007-04-16T14:38:00.000+08:00

It's such a pain to wait for Fridays, only to have the weekends coming and goin in a flash.

Broken

2007-04-02T14:28:00.000+08:00

Crush
Noun

crush (plural crushes)
A violent collision or compression; a crash; destruction; ruin.
Violent pressure, as of a crowd; a crowd which produced uncomfortable pressure; as, a crush at a peception.
A short-lived and unrequited love or infatuation; the object of this infatuation.

-------taken from http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/crush-------

I thought I was too old to be having a crush. I was wrong.

Everyday I would login to a certain website to check if she's login recently. Utilising the internet, I check see if she's around, how's she holding up and all that. I could just call her myself but I'm stuck in this "Friend Zone" and wouldnt want to arouse her suspicion. Deep down I knew one day I would see something on her site which would break my heart.

Today's the day.

Broke Once,
Twice Shy,
Three times the heartache,
The next you're dead.

She leaves a sweet note behind and I foolishly wonder if the msg was meant for me. Reality finally set in and I looked down and saw familiar pieces of my shattered heart on the floor.

How life spin its web around us sometimes.

Now I sit in my room with this hollow empty feeling of absolute silence as I regret letting my foolish heart lead myself astray from my wall of fortitude.

Love is an Illusion
Hope is for the Weak,
Save your heart from Ruination,
She's screwing him as we Speak.

Blood type A+

2007-03-01T14:39:00.000+08:00

Shamelessly taken from Fireangle's blog :
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From: Lee, Tuck Yuen (MY - Kuala Lumpur)
Subject: Requesting for Blood Donation for my Dad’s Surgery

Dear Friends,

I wish to seek for your kindness to help us look for blood donors for my Dad who will be undergoing a multiple bypass heart surgery on March 1, 2007 (Thursday). The surgery requires fresh blood and the surgeon has requested for at least 10 people of similar blood group (A+) to donate on the day of his surgery. We know that this is not a common blood group and we appreciate it with all our heart if you can assist us.

Below is the information required by the blood donor: -

1. Blood group required : A+
2. Name of Hospital : Subang Jaya Medical Centre (New Wing), 5th Floor (Blood Bank)
3. Opening Hours: 8.30 am - 5.30 pm (Monday to Friday) (Operates during lunch hours): 8.30 am - 12.30 pm (Saturday)
4. Patient’s Name : Lee Chiew
5. Date of Surgery : March 1, 2007

Set out below are the procedures for the blood donation;

1. The Donor has to be healthy;
2. The potential donor is required to go to the above hospital any day before the surgery date to have his / her blood screened. Should the potential donor do not know his / her blood group, the hospital will conduct the test;
3. If the potential donor can only attend the screening test on the weekend,he / she will need to give one day prior notice to the hospital.

SJMC (Blood Bank) contact no. : 03-56306575
Contact person : Ms Siva

4. After having passed the screening test, the Donor will need to come to the hospital again on the Surgery date (9.00 am) for the donation.
5. Please be informed that the hospital will issue time-off medical certificates for both the screening and donation days.

Please feel free to contact any of us should you have questions on the above. Karina (012-3930993), Kevin (012-2998769) or Adrian (012-2317912).

My family and I wish to thank you for your help and generosity.

Regards,
Kevin Lee
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Kevin's dad is suffering from blood clog in the heart and needs to do 5 heart bypass. The operation started at 9am this morning and would be over by 4pm.

That's a 7hours long surgery!!

I noticed that most people donating blood there was of the older generation. I was probably the youngest there. It's kinda sad in a way cause I figured young people would have more blood to give and would be more responsive to Kevin's plight.

Nevertheless when I spoke to him, Kevin said he thinks that the sufficient number of donors showed up and that's all that matters at the moment.

Kevin, it was nice meeting you and I hope your father recovers soon.

Heroes S1E15

2007-02-26T14:56:00.000+08:00

Syler checking on his buddy who had too much Canberry Vodka.

That's so fucked up, I couldn’t find a proper torrent download for Heroes Episode 15. The best I could find was a French version. Fortunately the only French thing was the subtitle. It'll be fucked if it was dubbed in French.

Check out as Syler's very insightful script as he described Abraham Maslow's theory on "The Peak Experience".

"A single moment that takes you out of yourself. Makes you feel very tiny or very large, to some extend to fill one with life, or nature, or God. It's like seeing all the pieces of the puzzle fit together".

This description feels like reaching climax while hanging sex doesnt it?

Of fond conversations and Ang Pau exemptions

2007-02-16T02:14:00.000+08:00

Man I'm such a fool. Even an idiot wouldnt believe it when I said "Oh it's just some dude's blog that I usually read". I mean comeone la, she's a First class honors grad from APPIT.

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Chatted with her on the phone earlier today. Even tho she was still in office she still layan. Had such a nice time catching up on her and updating her on my life as well. Her usual friendly demeanor reminded me how we click together so well in the first place. Her soft and contagious laughter never fail to tug at my heart string even when I make a lame joke.

Probably meeting up on the 3rd day of CNY, so looks like I'm extending my stay in Ipoh for another day.

I told her over the phone that I'm expecting a BIG Ang Pau when I see her, but then she gave me this crap excuse that since she only registered her marriage and didnt have the dinner ceremony yet, she's exempted from giving Ang Pau.

I've heard of Tax exemption, but Ang Pau exemption??!?

Someone please tell me there's no such thing.

p/s. Annie and Joviez, if u're are reading this, "We GOTTA meetup for YUMCHAs" coz I'm gonna be bored to death in Ipoh!!!

MSN chat with Sg Guild Leader

2007-02-14T17:08:00.000+08:00

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: dojiiiiii mannnnnn!!!

NamelessOne @ Doji says: Yes

NamelessOne @ Doji says: That is me

NamelessOne @ Doji says: TheDoji Man!!

NamelessOne @ Doji says: /rawr

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: zzzzz

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: so sleepy

NamelessOne @ Doji says: go masturbate

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: I bi

NamelessOne @ Doji says: bi-sexual or bi-handed when masturbating?

NamelessOne @ Doji says: If bi-handed, then u shake ur tiny penis with 1 hand, and the other shake a salt-shaker.

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: You do that? Must be la

NamelessOne @ Doji says: Ya, Eventho I'm ambidextrous, I still need 2 hands to masturbate. Coz 1 hand not enuff to hold my massive dick.

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: ....................

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: lies

NamelessOne @ Doji says: It is THAT big

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: its a big lie!

NamelessOne @ Doji says: coz I take 5 full mins for my hand to slide from the tip to the base of my dick. It's BIGGGG

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: ..........

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: ss taken

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: post forum

NamelessOne @ Doji says: It's ok. Let them know bout my epic dick. No wait, it's Legendary. Dunch pway pway!!!

Ah nerd : is recovering....... zZzzz says: !!!

NamelessOne @ Doji says: Dun jeles can?

Dreams

2007-01-29T12:33:00.000+08:00

-pic taken from www.dreammoods.com-

Dreams.

I don’t dream very often.

And even when I do, I vaguely remember them.

But this morning, I had 2 strange dreams. When I woke up, I quickly re-played the dreams in my head so that I can remember bits and pieces of them and attempt to decipher what it means.

In my 1st dream, I see myself in a meeting room with several people. I can’t recall what was being discussed, but I do remember seeing a blind, deaf, a dumb, and a shirtless dood.

My 2nd dream was less weird; I was having lunch with my ex. The bak kut teh came, and when I was reaching for my wallet she stopped me and paid that guy 2x RM10 notes.

What do those dreams mean? Do they symbolize something in my life? An event that happened, someone that I just meet, or something that just happened recently? Nothing that I can related to at the moment and it boggles me till no end.

Or perhaps my subconscious mind just channel surfing while I was asleep.

Happy 21 Jovial

2007-01-25T15:05:00.000+08:00

Shopping for Jovial's 21st bday present reminded me how hard it is to get a present for the occasion. You see amongst guys, it's just spending him dinner or liquor and that's sufficient.

However for girls, you'll have to take a different approach. Girls are more materialistic. So whatever you get them, it better be either :
1.) Expensive - so that they can showoff and brag to their friends, or
2.) Thoughtful - Something that represents your friendship/ that reminds her of you or vice verse.

Failing these 2 criteria, and they'll secretly emo against you.

So it's off to Amcorp Mall on my lunch break where I was hunting for a birthday present for someone who I actually haven’t met before.

It was tougher then I thought.

Firstly, I don’t even know if "Jovial" is her real name.

Second, I don’t even know what she likes. Those things she described in her blog are not appropriate for an affordable present. Cause a Porsche, "a rich husband" and "a fairy tale happy ending" were out of my budget. I can’t even afford those for myself.

Thirdly, it's even harder to get something for a platonic friend then a girlfriend without relaying a wrong msg. 95% of the stuff in the gift shop has either a Big heart or the words "I Love you". Those were the things to avoid when hunting a gift for a platonic friend including flowers, jewelry, cloths and lingerie. A friend suggested Scented Candles, but then another friend said that the recipient might think I'm trying to convey the message "You light up my life". That's so wrong.

So I ended up with some deco stuff and a keychain. Nothing subtle about that I guess... or rather I hope. The keychain was a contingency plan coz I was running out of ideas and I had to get back to office. When walking down, I saw another gift shop and saw a table-deco stuff that I assume has an element of cuteness without the lovely dovey factor in it.

Choose it cause it reminded me how "crazy" she is, that if humans started to develop superpowers, I'd named her "Madwoman".

So, Happy 21st birthday Jovial!!!

Velvet

2007-01-23T18:34:00.000+08:00

It's funny that my experience at Velvet last Saturday was not what I expected. Which wasn’t much really, cause what do you expect from a club right?

The whole night I was :
1.) mostly sitting my ass on the stool making sure our table and drinks remained untouched,
2.) babysitting this girl who doesn’t drink or dance, and
3.) taking care of LV bag(s) that others left with me.
The music was nice and all, but I wasn’t really into the mood to groove on the dance floor.

The bouncers there are actually pretty cool. Especially when they're not supposed to drink on the job but my friend who's actually quite a regular there offered them a drink, they accepted and sneakily hide when they're downing it. Their funny attics and attempt to dance on the stairs leading to the back exit is hilarious. They don’t act like bouncers after all. Without the coats, anyone would have mistaken them for a regular Joe having a good time at the club.

I'm not sure if the management replaced the bouncers, changed their recruitment policies, or just maybe the bouncers in Velvet on that day is different, but they are not what I read up on zoukabuse. I guess it goes to show that we shouldn’t be hasty in passing judgment without witnessing it first.

In my attempt to make small talk, I made someone cry that night. I'm such a bad person. Shouldn’t have asked about someone's past, especially if it involves sad memories that happened not too long ago. That’s not the only thing you see, I gave her a tissue to wipe her tears... and I only realize on the next day that I gave her a used tissue!!!

I hope she didn’t get rashes after that.

It's 2007 already?

2007-01-03T15:18:00.000+08:00

Oh God. Just as I saved my rant in that piece of junk that Friendster called blog, Blogger has finally decided to be nice and let me login. How sweet. I’ll just copy paste it here to create an imaginary feeling that I’ve got lots of stuff to rant about then.
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Just as I was getting used to writing the year "06", it has already turn 2007.

One moment you're counting down to the 2006, the next moment you're having a déjà vu when you're looking up at the fireworks and wonder why it looks so familiar to those the ones you saw LAST YEAR and then finally realize it's now 2007. It's a repetitive cycle.

Sometimes I feel like a lab rat running the tread mill. It's a new year, you make resolutions, you tell everyone about it, and then by the 1st quarter of the year, you completely forgotten about achieving it till the end of the year whereby you feel sorry for yourself and tell yourself "Well, I'll just include it in next year's resolution".

No more.

No more New Year resolutions.

I'm throwing out the whole New Year resolution thingy out of the window. Things that should've been done WILL be done irregardless of what the current year is. I'm not gonna give myself the false comfort that I've the rest of the year to complete my goals. A lot could happen in the next 365 days.

Work might catch up. The world might change. Your perspective might change. You even might have a SEX CHANGE!!. Truth to be told, nobody knows if they'll live to see the end of the year.

It's now!! Seize the day!! Speak out what’s in your heart to whoever you want!! Do what you hearts desire!! Pursue those dreams that you've dreamt 5 years ago!!

Like what a friend told me 5 mins before the cloak hits 12, "No resolution for me, I'm just gonna take whatever life throws at me and face it like I've always have".
Awesome stuff. A much better reply then the one the chick on my left said "I'm gonna find a rich boyfriend or one who owns a Lois Vutton boutique".(Jess if you read this, I'm just joking. We all know that you said that just to entertain us).
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Counting down in Curve is such a bitch. Driving to Curve in the jam is such a bitch. Finding a parking in Curve is also such a bitch.

But you know what the worst thing is? There's only 1 source of alcohol in the entire place. So God forbids if Laundry Bar is full and you can’t get a place, you'll just have to settle for a sober countdown with Starbucks.
Coz once you're in Curve, you aint getting out till its 3am. Good thing my friend found a table for all of us. God bless him. Too bad no one but me was in the mood to drink. I was given false hope when I was pouring a drink for this chick, she asked me “Are you gonna drink with me?”, but was utterly disappointed when she backoff halfway. Bah, I ended up carrying the rest of the bottle home.

But I digress, one thing good about Curve tho, lots of candy-eyes. Hell, I've even saw Erin Tan. Turns out that she is my friend's ex-neighbor. Should have went up and said "Hi!! I ~~stalk~~ read your blog" when they were wishing each other Happy New Year. But I was too shy.

Dammit, can someone explain to me what da fuck happened to my "Seize the day"?!?!

TBC Review

2006-10-16T12:54:00.000+08:00

TBC spoiler review is out. My BWL/Naxx epics is gonna be replaced by green/blue quest rewards. I cant believe all my efforts in this whole year is all for nothing.

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In the midst of pursuing our career/ money/ fame, we sometimes blind ourself with the finer things in life.

Fortunately for us, there will come a point in everyone's life that you'll ask yourself this question "Why do I spend to much time on this?"

Coz in the end, it's the bond forged that’s more important then the loots gained.

Like the wise man said "It's more about the journey then the destination."

When the Hunter becomes the Hunted

2006-09-04T14:49:00.000+08:00

Steve Irwin or more famously know as "~~Pemburu Buaya~~Crocodile Hunter" finally meet his match. He had a fatal encounter with a stingray while filming a documentary.

Click here for the full story.

Irwin is famous for his funny yet daring antics of catching and fooling around with dangerous wildlife. Come to think of it, I think he's more dangerous then the animals themselves. I suppose there's an end to everything. Especially when he's at a disadvantage of being in the water and it was an encounter with a stingray and not a crocodile.

Insider info : His filming crew later pay homage to him by catching that stingray and cooking it "Banana leaf-pangang-style". The only comment the production crew gave was "Ooooh SEDAP"

The Bane of freshly Cleaned cars

2006-08-24T14:56:00.000+08:00

I think God has a weird sense of humour.

The day after washing my car (ie.after midnight), it rained. So basically, my car doesn’t look like it's been washed at all. I dunno whether to cry or to laugh. Cause thinking about it, I feel rather foolish. If anyone caught me washing it at midnight again, do me a favour...get a gun and shoot me.

Dammit, my car has lost the Head&Shoulders smell.

Temporal Insanity

2006-08-23T10:50:00.000+08:00

I think I'm slightly obsessed with my new car. Yesterday I had this sudden urge to wash my car, and I did...at 12.30 midnight.

Ok, so maybe "Slightly obsessed" is too mild of a word to describe the state of my mind at that very moment. Washing car past midnight...oh man, wtf was I thinking?

I just feel like a small boy who just got a new toy.

Anyway, while I was getting the stuff ready for the wash, I realize I've prepared everything except bringing the cash wash shampoo from my hometown. So I thought "Hey, if I dont have car shampoo, I can use hair shampoo to wash my car right? Both are shampoos anyway"

I cant go wrong with Head & Shoulders, right? I mean, if Head & Shoulders is gentle enough on my hair, it should be gentle enough for my Baby. Besides, that's the shampoo they used rid earth from alien menace in Evolution!!

So cool, now my car smells like my hair!!

Goodbye Baby

2006-08-21T18:15:00.000+08:00

I just went thru a divorce
Just said goodbye to my wife
Just move out all my stuff from her place
Just signed all the documents for our separation.

But I'm not feeling sad....Why?

Coz I just meet her replacement
Just went out for a ride with her
Just took her home
Just gave her a bath =P

My new wife is gorgeous. She has a big "behind" tho. But then we guys know the advantages of a bigger "ass" =P.

Oh btw, I'm taking about my new car.

WoW = World of Whatdafuck

2006-08-10T15:19:00.000+08:00

My ego just took a severer beating. It like look it just got pummeled to the dirt. You get the picture.

Oh the irony. Those of the fairer sex who doesn’t catch my interest, gives me their utmost attention. While the girl that most of the time occupies my conscious mind, pays no heed to me.

So WTF right?

It's very rare that I get a chance to have a conversation with her, but when I do get the chance, something will come up (eg.Phone ringing, other people interrupting, call of duty, etc) interrupting my attempt to make a small chat with her. I've been trying to setup a lunch date with her, but it's either I'm busy, she's busy, her colleague is eating with her, or maybe...she's just avoiding me? I dunno.

Maybe it's just face problem.

Chiang Mai... ai mai?

2006-08-07T15:19:00.000+08:00

"….. I m looking for a partner to go Chiang Mai, 12-16 Aug, u interested?"

This was sms I got from an ex-colleague of mine. Female la of course. If male requesting for "holiday partner" I sure delete the phone number okay?

Call me naive, but how am I supposed to reply back? "Let's skip Chiang Mai, instead come to my apartment tonight? Or "I need to ask mommy if it's alright for me to go on a 1on1 holiday with a girl". What happens if she takes advantage of me and steals my virginity? Then how? Gone lor.

But seriously, kenot one le, she made no previous attempt to ask me out, but now suddenly ask me to go for a holiday in Thailand with her alone? Maybe it’s just a sincere request and she’s just wants someone to accompany her on her holiday.

If I agree to go with her, that's just me being horny and hoping I'd get laid. Coz I believe in an ancient Chinese saying “Got free food, don’t waste”. But no need to go so far rite?? She's a nice girl and all, but it's kinda awkward. If it's a group outing, then I don’t mind taking a break, but just the 2 of us makes it really weird.

So I was forced to make a little white lie, to avoid hurting her feelings and to avoid myself getting stuck in an awkward situation.

Hope she took it well.

Of F.O.C's and staff welfare

2006-06-14T14:46:00.000+08:00

Recently I'm caught in an awkward situation whereby I would like to believe I was offered sex by a co-worker a few days ago. And that happened twice this week.

I'm sure she said it to pull my leg, but of course it would increase my epeen to think otherwise.

What happened was a group of us were planning on watching Omen. She refused to join us and told me she would be afraid to sleep at night. Then she added "I would watch it if you were to accompany me to bed" - (in her own exact words translated from Cantonese). Plus she mentioned yesterday that she would be home alone for the whole week kinda made me question her motives. The 2nd time she mentioned that again, another fellow colleague overheard that and has been giving me weird stares and stupid grins ever since.

I dread to think that rumor mongers might escalate this info to turn my “innocent” image to a sex hungry monster who sleeps with his co-workers. It's will turn ugly if that happens. You see, I'm not the kind of guy who would "Eat and Shit at the same place" -the term my friend use to describe the situation. Not that HR can do anything about our "after hours" activity tho.

Maybe that explains why a couple of my female colleagues have been unusually friendly towards me these past few days...which is not necessarily a bad thing...except for the fact that they are either not hot...

....or above 30.

Of coffees and cuties

2006-06-13T14:45:00.000+08:00

Picture this, I walked into Starbucks (@Jaya Supermarket) and que up on the counter. A girl waiter greeted me, took my order and while waiting for her colleague to prep up my mocha, she attempted to strike up a conversation with me. Nothing wrong with the picture right? Especially so when the above-said girl is cute and blushing away the entire time (which later she claimed she got sunburned earlier playing basketball).

So nothing wrong with the whole picture and in fact it could actually lead to an interesting evening.

Except that of all things, she talked about football.

.....

Okay I'm not gay but I belong to the small faction of straight guys who has no interest in the ongoing World Cup. The only "Cup" I'm interested in is a D-size but let's not get side-tracked.

To me it's just like every other sport. It's something I would watch at the mamak/pub while having a drink but I wont purposely stay for the entire match. I have no idea why the entire world is fixated on this sport of 22-man chasing after a leather ball in a green field.

So how did the evening ended? Of course with me grabbing my Mocha and leaving immediately before she asked me which team I was supporting. You know why...?

...Coz I would have answered "urm...our Malaysian football team?"

Note : Later in the night, I surf the net for a listing of Football teams in the World Cup just incase someone else ask me a similar question.

6/6/06

2006-06-06T18:33:00.000+08:00

Revelation 13:18 : " let him who has understanding reckon the number of the beast, for it is a human number, its number is six hundred and sixty-six."

Is todays date 6/6/06 merely a curious number or could today be the end of the world? For calendar gazers, there's something about the number 666 that instills fear, hope and even humor in some people. There's a lot of apocalyptic theory, theology and mathematics that links the number 666 as the number of the "Beast".

Of course in this case the "Beast" is also known as the Antichrist and not the blue-dyed mutant Beast in X-Men.

To me, it's just another boring day at work. To commemorate this rare date, I'm gonna grab a dvd and some beer to celebr....urm...

...who am I kidding, I don’t need a reason for beer =)

Check this out, it's A Fun Collection of Beastly (666) Numbers

Here are some of my personal favourites :
666 = Biblical Number of the Beast
665 = Number of the Beast's Older Brother
667 = Number of the Beast's Younger Sister
668 = Number of the Beast's Neighbor
999 = Number of the Australian Beast
333 = Number of the Semi-Beast
66 = Number of the Downsized Beast
666.0000 = Number of the High Precision Beast
665.9997856 = Number of the Beast on a Pentium
000666 = Zip Code of the Beast
1-666-666-6666 = Phone & FAX Number of the Beast
1-888-666-6666 = Toll Free Number of the Beast
1-900-666-6666 = Live Beasts, available now! 1-on-1 pacts! (Only age 18+)
666-66-6666 = Social Security Number of the Beast
Form 10666 = Special IRS Tax Forms for the Beast
6.66% = 6 Year CD Interest Rate at First Beast Bank of Hell
666-I = BMW of the Beast
WD-666 = Spray Lubricant of the Beast

p/s. Can anyone tell me if there's any pre-apocalypse sex orgies goin on near my area?

Ghost of the past

2006-06-05T18:44:00.000+08:00

He looks at himself in the mirror.
Like a horror flick his image snickers under its breath and menacingly glares back even as he stood still.
His image then turned it's back on him and walks away into the pitch black background of the mirror
As the size of his own image grows smaller, he feel the emotional weights from his own past being lifted off.

Regrets, painful memories, sad moments, heartbreaks all fading away into the void symbolized by his image walking away from him
The phantom of his past leaving him. He felt free from emotional bonds. He thought to himself "Finally, I can live".

Heart of Woe

2006-05-16T17:25:00.000+08:00

Love. A word so widely used.
Yet it's so commonly abused.
"I love you, lemme get into your pants"
A bait they used like sugar to the ants

Some think they're already in love
Others wonder what defines love
Some ended up heart broken
Others wait for their heart to open

In my time of solace, I stared at the blank walls
Remembering my vow, that I'll give you my all
Recalling happier times, I let a smile slip right through
But thinking of love lost, and now I have no one to turn to

I can lie to anyone but myself.

2006-05-10T17:31:00.000+08:00

If I didn’t let you go 2 years ago, would you be mine?
If I've forgotten your birthday last month, would you forget mine?
If I call you again today, what would you say to me?
If I die tomorrow, would you even weep for me?

I'm helpless as I cant turn back the time,
All I can do is wish you were mine
For all that's worth I'm glad I meet you,
Meeting you, one of my dreams came true.

(Insert witty title here) no seriously...

2006-05-03T11:12:00.000+08:00

Reading back my previous post, I feel that most of them are pretty lame in both contents and style. Cause seriously, who has the time to worry about someone else's battle against injustice in the club when I myself hardly even have the time to get get my own dishes washed? But hey, that's what you get when you're venting out your frustration from all the stress you get in the office aye?

On a sidenote, I hope you (Zoukabuse) find closure. Having something hanging around like this unsettled is like a huge pimple on the tip of your nose that no acne-aid jel could get rid off.

It's funny how times fly when day in day out, you repeatly do the same thing everyday…wake up, go to work, go back, sleep (rinse and repeat). For me, it has already come to a point where I feel my life is on the Repeat-Playback mode.

Sometimes, I wish aliens would invade the planet. Or some super-powered villain would execute his plan for world domination.

Yeah, I know, I'm bored. Bored of life and all that it represents.

p/s. Oh and if your wondering how was Zouk's 2nd anniversary…don’t ask me, I didn’t show up.

Who's Turning Two?

2006-03-24T17:49:00.000+08:00

Due to horrible parking facilities and my sympathy to a certain couple whom had some incident with Zouk's staff, I've stop going to Zouk for quite awhile.

20+ happening Clubs in the City, but why do EVERYONE have to choose to party at Zouk? ALL my colleagues and friends goes to Zouk ONLY!!! Therefore, I havnt been partying for quite awhile and it's very sad and pathetic that I've to stay at home and watch DvD or play computer games while my colleagues are out there partying in the ViP area.

What's worst is, almost every month my company is one of the sponsors (monetary and product sponsor) for Zouk's event. So every now and then, I get Invites that I keep in my drawer and stare at them while my colleagues goes partying...without me!!!

Considering that I've deprive myself for so long, I shall pity myself and head down to Zouk for a lil' partying tonite, ya?
*Man I'm such a hypocrit*

Speaking of those invites, I'm now starring at Zouk's ViP Invite for their 2nd anniversary event tonite. I should party till my hearts contend before I turned 30 aye?

Oh gawd, Dresscode : 13th Century Glam?

If I have to wear something like Casanova,fuck that... I'd rather skip the event and head down to Loft for some TAG action. Or maybe check out DJ Bert at Velvet.

Speaking of DJ Bert... that's not the "coolest" DJ name I've ever heard in my entire life LOL. I've never seen/ heard him spin before. Shall check it out.

Let's hope his skills are a lot more cooler then his DJ-ing name.

Am I even 5 feet 5?

2006-03-07T15:21:00.000+08:00

"What's your height?"

Gosh, such a materialistic question. What happened to the get-to-know-the-person-before-judging? Are we pressured by society standards that guys cant be shorter then girls? Or someone forgot to tell me that it's actually a federal offense for a girl to go out with shorter guys. It sucks to be Amber Chia then, that's limiting her choices to non-Asian guys...wait, I take that back.

Does height really matter? I mean seriously. What's wrong with a girl goin out with a guy who's head is at the level of her shoulder? I mean the guy's just at the right height to give em boobies a tornado tongue session no?

Gone are the days of people admiring your inside beauty. Seriously who gives a fuck if you've a heart of a Saint when your face is no different from a cow's ass.

I mean, ask yourself this...if you gotta choose to hang out with either of these 2 person who would you choose?
1.) a Brad Pitt look-alike who's really thinks and talk like a selfish, aragont, loudmouth retard who would sell his own mom for a pack of ciggarates,
2.) OR would you rather hang out with a kind and helpful dood who wouldnt even need to think twice of givin up his life for someone on the streets, eventho by looking at him you'll need the willpower of Superman to stop yourself from puking last christmas dinner.

Meh, the answer is obivious. People wanna be with people who's easy on the eyes. Well, thankfully not all of course.

My choice? Lol..I'd rather stay home and play some computer games. Who would wanna hang out with these 2 weirdos anyway?

BAH!! What's my height? I'm 6inches...that's before gettin a hard-on suckerrrr!!

To bone or not to bone

2006-02-28T14:43:00.000+08:00

What do you do when your ex-girlfriend comes visiting on the weekend?
What do you do when both of you are all alone in your apartment?
What do you do when you're feeling a bit nostalgia and wanna rekindle the passionate love-making (or just feeling plain horny)?

In normal situations, people will get horny, things will start to heat up and the day gets interesting. I remembered things got kinda hot when my 1st ex-gf came over to "get her stuff"...TWICE...yeah, she got her stuff aaiiight.

Unfortunately, the current state of my life is not normal and like this blog, it's boring and dumb.
Fortunately like all blog entries, this deserves to be posted up coz I know someday, I'll re-read this post and laugh at my own sorry ass and I'll be banging my head on the wall for not attempting to get in her pants. Infact I've starting to regret right bout now.

Excuse me while I introduce my forehead to the concrete wall.
Pfft...

Ok, on a serious note, it's good to see her again and catch up on each other's life. To conclude, I’m contend for the both of us. Not Happy, just contend. Coz I be happier getting laid, noeyamsayin?

But seriously, I surprised myself for conjuring up such an amount of will power to prevent things from happening.
Guess it goes to show that I've managed move on huh?

What's good for your conscious is bad for Mr.Woody

2 guys and a plastic box

2006-02-14T12:07:00.000+08:00

Wikipedia's defination on Courage : Courage is the ability to confront fear, pain, danger, uncertainty or intimidation.

Check this out. These 2 guys used a make shift boat, rowed into the middle of a lake at night and haul mandarin oranges on Chap Goh Mei*. Now THAT’S what I call a real definiation of courage.

Background on Chap Goh Mei (Quoted from http://www.kyspeaks.com/) : On the night of the 15th day of Chinese New Year, girls throw oranges to the lake in the hope of getting good husband. The modern twist is that they write names and phone numbers on the oranges in the hope that the right guy hauls it up, contact her, and bla bla bla..

Unless I got a gun in my face, I don’t think I could pull a stunt like that especially with so many people watching. Hell, I even got problem walking up to a girl I fancy and chating with her.

Maybe that explains why I'll be spending valentine alone. Gutless fool.

Doggy style

2006-01-29T11:34:00.000+08:00

Food, glorious food. I think I’ve already put on 2kgs in just 1 day. What else could one do if not to eat, drink and gamble?

Anyway, I’m sure everyone’s been receiving tons of those SMS-CNY wishes. However after receiving 20+ SMS and seeing that some of these SMS are the same, I start wondering if it’s even a sincere wish. It’s just a simple press of the “forward” button and press “send group/all” right? But I supposed it’s nice to know that people bother to include you in their mailing list. Anyway, one of em tickled my funny bone :

“Famous Feng Shui sifu Lilian Too advises to perform doggy style on eve of CNY to bring prosperity, health & happiness 4 the year of the dog. Gong Xi Fa Cai!!”

..yeah, happy dawg year yall.

Re : I hate you

2006-01-09T12:00:00.000+08:00

Oh no, do not be mistaken, I've everything but hate for her. In fact no matter what, she still resides in a small place in my heart.

If anyone is to be blame for my misery, it should be myself. I should not have let her go. Things could have been different if I was more aggressive. But it's too late now. All that's left are regrets and repeatingly boring blog entries bout how miserable I am now blah blah blah.

It should stop. It's a new year anyway. We're back to being friends...just the way we were before it all started.

Besides, either I'm "perasan" or this cute girl from Shell seems to be quite "layan". Noeamsayin? =P

Aha, but don’t expect much drama la, coz I don’t wanna get involve with anyone soon. Not fair to the other party if my heart is not ready to accept anyone in yet...

...we'll see how it goes.

I hate you

2006-01-01T17:14:00.000+08:00

I hate you, for leaving me in a miserable state of mind
Broken, helpless and beyond the point of salvation
You destroyed my pride, confidence and self-esteem
Left me with nothing but a broken shell and a rotting heart.

A year ago, I greeted you with hopeful heart
With arms wide open, I made resolutions with you.
Instead you break me, and made me suffer
And made me think that hope is for the fools.

I hate you, and I am glad you're goin away.
I saw you replacement and heard good things.
Hopefully...nah, for sure she's better then you.
With a burst of fireworks, you're gone for good.

I hate you....2005

A Reason for the Season?

2005-12-27T11:31:00.000+08:00

Lemme recall what I did this X'mas eve. I...
-skipped a BBQ party with my ex-college mates
-didn’t show up for a pot luck party in Subang
-turn down an X'mas dinner invitation with my colleagues
-...and not to mention skipped my chance to get pissed drunk on X'mas eve

I cant say I'm a faithful christian, but every year I do make a point to attend CGMC's (a Methodist church back in my hometown) X'mas eve service. Maybe it's not solely for the purpose of faith, but its sure is the only chance I have in the year to catch up on old friends and stuff.

I didn’t even attend that...

Instead, on X'mas eve I stayed alone in my apartment, ate 2 boxes of Magnum mini Ice-Cream, 1 bar of chocolate, drank 1 box of Milk and 1 bottle of beer (one after another la of course),...while logging in to WoW and watching anime.

Do you see the point I'm getting at?

I've lost it...lost my mood to celebrate, to party, to meet up old friends...

Where's the holiday spirit? Where's my "party-and-stayup-all-night" personality? Man...I just wanna get on with life. Cant things return to normal AGAIN?

I have to agree when they said...

Some things are easier said then done...

Miserable Weekend

2005-12-13T11:41:00.001+08:00

I was overwhelmed with a mixture of confused thoughts and feelings. Most of them indescribable in text form, but they leave me with a miserable weekend nonetheless.

However, today the sun rose and greeted me in the same way since I was borned. Nothing changed. The world continued spinning and life resumes as it did every other day.

It's true what they say, "When you laugh the world laughs with you, but when you cry...you cry alone".

With all the confusion going on inside my mind, there's only ONE thing I'm sure of...

..Life still goes on.

December : Time to rot alone at home.

2005-12-09T15:07:00.000+08:00

2006 is coming, and I'm turning a year older (well, in the counting terms of the year anyway). In the earlier part of this year, I was planning ZoukOut as the last event I would go to (cheh...I make myself sound like a party animal hor?). However, I've lost my mood to party eventho December is an eventful month. You see, a girl I used to go out with is getting married next week. No sane human being in my current state would have the mood to party. Is not that I still cling on to old feelings, but if anyone were to be honest to himself/herself, they would still feel the same with their old flame.

Ok, coming back to the topic of "her". You see, we didn’t really have a proper "closure". If anyone's to blame, it would have to be me. She left, and I didnt even put up an ounce of attempt to stop her. It didnt help either when she told me that if I was more aggresive, I'd changed the course of events. But I appreciate her telling me that coz knowing she share the same feelings for me helps to make the night less colder. However, I'm sincerely happy for her. She used to tell me she was afraid that she cant get married. I'm glad she wont have to worry about that anymore.

If I'd be honest with myself, in my current state…I wish it was...

...I wish...

I'd still wish her all the best.

Revelation

2005-11-16T00:01:00.000+08:00

Today, a heavy burden was lifted away from my chest. Revealed to her a lot of truth about my past behavior for acting it cool with our relationship and it's motives.

Unless you have a loud mouth, its not easy to keep secrets.
Perhaps some secrets are meant to be kept for an eternity.
Perhaps some secrets are meant to be shared, maybe not at today...but somewhere in the future.

Whoever said "It's better not to say, then to say" was obiviously wrong.
....or maybe I was not strong enough to carry the secret with me to the grave.

Actions that I took, so that both of us dont have to face the pain.
Sacrifices that I made, so that only one person would have to endure...

...and I took it upon myself to endure it all.

Perhaps I was wrong to manipulate her decisions, perhaps her decisions was of her own. Nevertheless, I'm sure the person she's ending up with will treat her right.

And sometimes, thats all that matters.

Zouk : Banned

2005-11-14T11:50:00.000+08:00

Ok la, I know this is a flyer, but my camera no battery to snap a picture of of the invite. But it looks similar ok?

I got this invite for 2 to the Fort Minor DJ Spin-Off competition in Zouk Velvet on Saturday. Heard that Mike Shinoda "might" be there. I mean like Mike Shinoda from Linkin Park wei!!! Was guessing prolly he's not showing up, it was just the flyer saying it's his project and all. But nevertheless, anything from Linkin Park is nothing short from an awesome event right? I was all geared and pscyhe up for the event.

Until I read this on Saturday noon.

I'm not a supporter of violence. Hate idiots (the bouncers). And cant stand violence against women and defenseless people.

So end up didnt go. Eventho I got free pass. Eventho Mike Shinoda "might" be there.

Dont blame me for being imperfect, but I gotta admit this,...I wished I only come across the website only AFTER coming back from Zouk.

You know the feeling : "Regret you didnt, but Glad that you did?"

Despite Zouk being the most happening club in town and organizing the best events, I've officially ban Zouk. Oh and I meant Zouk-KL la of course. Coz Zouk Out is organized by Zouk Singapore so it's different. Feel so stoopid having to justify myself in my blog.

Random thought...or not...

2005-11-09T18:12:00.000+08:00

Here's a thought,

"Of all things Humans are capable of, being alone is not one of them"

Of Webslingers and Hope

2005-10-13T10:31:00.000+08:00

A Zero to a Hero
I had a spiderman re-run the other day. I dunno, but the movie never fail to inspire me. Something about about a ZERO turning into a HERO kinda reflects what I'm going thru these past few weeks. The boring monotonous working life gets to me sometimes :

1.) Wakeup
2.) Go to office
3.) Work
4.) Go back to an empty apartment
5.) Sleep
6.) Repeat steps 1 to 6

The hope that something amazing awaits me and that I'm destined for greatness gets me all exicted. Except that the fact I'm still a ZERO and if my life were to be put into into a Spider-man CD, it would still be running in Disc 1. Well, at least there would be disc 2 to look forward to rite? ....I'd certainly hope there's a Disc 2.

Hope
Hope... a simple 4-letter word.
~Something intangible.
~Something strong.
~Something we all hang on to.
~Hope is something that keeps us alive.
~Gives us the will to endure life's hardship.
~Greets us as we wake up and promising that there are better things to come.
~Inspire us to achive great things.
~Helps us to break the barriers that we set for ourselves.

In the darkest hour when all else is gone, hope is the only thing left. In war-torn countries and natural disaster-prone countries, ever wonder why the people refuse to leave the country while they still living in hardship? Becoz of hope, in hoping that despite all that's happening, peace and freedom will be restored back to normal.

We humans can survive a few days without food and water. But without Hope, we are nothing but an empty shell with a broken soul.

I dont know how this post changed subject from spider-man to hope. Maybe it's related. Or perhaps I'm just feeling retarded. I hope not.

A night of Passion

2005-10-09T04:42:00.000+08:00

Just got back from Passions. Guess who I saw? Suilin. No wonder prior to spotting her, I could feel the heat/ hotness emitting from the center of the dance floor ; )

/rant on/
Anyway, I had a bad experience just now. You see, my friend's (who wasnt there) girlfriend was asked me to accompany her to the dance floor. Ok fine. We were dancing together but then half-way rite, I suddenly realized I was dancing alone. Then I look around and I realize she was dancing with some other guy. I thought she was drunk and mistake that guy for me or 1 of my other friends la. So I danced behind her and hoping she would remember she's supposed to be dancing with the guy (me) in red tee, not the stranger in black.

But then they started whispering to each other wor. I was like wtf -_-" Maybe I was the drunk one and mistaken her for someone else instead. Then rite, a few more guys joined in and they like take turns dancing with her. And the weirdest thing happened...she layan-ed them!! Somore put their arms around her waist and stuff.

Ok, so I went up to her, tap on her elbow and ask her "Do you know these guys?" She nodded her head (either that or bopping to the music) and proceeded to wave her hand at me asking me to leave her with her friends. So I went back to my dance spot and 1 of my friends screw me for letting her dance with strangers.

What the hell was I supposed to do? She seem to know them. (which later she told me they're her ex-Lim Kok Wing coursemates/friends). Not like I abandon her on the dance floor. She wanted to dance with her friends. Was I supposed to pull her away?

Next time right, I'm gonna sendiri-layan myself on the dance floor -_-
/rant off/

Oh btw before I forget, we were there to have an advance birthday celebration for my friend. So...Happy Birthday Fever!! (not like he knows of my blog but it's the thought that counts eh?)

Just another blog entry

2005-10-07T15:27:00.000+08:00

Amy tagged me to do post one of those quiz that's been infesting blogsphere.

I am really ~~lazy~~ busy la. So I'll just post one of them la okay?

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:
1. Vindicated - Dashboard Confessionals
2. Foolish Games - Jewel
3. Learn to Fly - Foo Fighters

zzzZZzzZz *Yawnz* I want to go back.

*looks at the time and then looks back the pile of work*

So much to do, so little time....

Grant me ONE wish

2005-10-03T17:52:00.000+08:00

Exactly a year ago, I made my FIRST birthday wish.

You see, as kid I was brought up in believing that ONLY by our own hardwork and effort, we'll achieve our dreams...not by wishes, superstitious beliefs or sacrificing offerings. However last year, I went against my own principle cause I was desperate.

As I blew out the candles before me, I look at her lovely face and made the wish in my heart. She asked me to not reveal the wish to her that day but only to reveal it on my next birthday.

However today, she's not here with me. I guess I was right in the first place about wishes and all that. In my entire life, I only made 1 fucking wish and still it never came true.

Now she will never know what I wished for 1 year ago.

"I wished I can celebrate all my birthdays with you..."

We are .....

2005-09-30T16:27:00.000+08:00

I read this on WoW's forum and all I can say is....Beautiful. If you need to ask what WoW is, then this blog entry probably wont make any sense to you.

Anyway, the forum's moderator didnt stick the post, so I thought I'd post this in my blog coz it's so well written. Kudos to Rhyll from Whisperwind for writing it. The following is an excerpt from part of the post :

The Druid Manifesto
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We are the class who's player understands what he must do to survive, and to ensure the survival of those around him.
We are the core around which wise groups understand they can flex their strategy.
We are the line in the sand that marks the survival of our compatriots.
We are caretakers, supporters, keepers of life; we see not to one class, but to all.
We may be targeted because we heal, hated because we run, laughed at because we lack the killing fury of other classes. But we are loved by those who are on our side for what we provide them.

The druid stands alone, needing none, supporting all, becoming the oil that makes the machine run smoothly.

Do not overlook us, our abilities exist to make you better.
Do not complain to us, for we were still the red-headed stepchildren when you were already 60.
Do not forget that we are more than healbots, mana batteries, or combat rezzers.
Do not underestimate us, for our trials in surviving and thriving have made us strong and capable.
Our abilities force us to play better, to use them all and be ready to do the unusual when it is called for.
Our forms may seem powerless, but give us the tools to continue our support even when our own protection drops.

We are the shield when the warrior falls.

We are the shadow when the rogue is dead.

We are the arcane when the mage is doomed.

We are the healer when the priest has no more to give.

We are the specialized hybrid, the ultimate role-player on the team, the rare, odd duck who can forsake the greatness in those roles in order to survive.
We are there watching, waiting, ready to take up the slack and contribute in ways that only we can.
We are the last hope when all else fails.

We are the druid.

Today, the title doesnt matter

2005-09-28T21:17:00.000+08:00

This is not my-usual feel good post.

I've never felt so much fear before in my entire life. The nearest to what I felt today was probrably when I was a kid, just before giving my parents the disciplinary letter that my teacher asked me to get them to sign on it. Soon after the fear subsides only to be replaced by searing pain when the cane lands on my butt.

Today, reality hit me hard in the face. The make-believe-all-rosy-illusion of my new job was shattered. I've come to realization that my new job is not something I enjoy. I've come to understand why I dread waking up and going to work. I've come to understand why my sub-conscious mind refuse to let my body wake up to the sound of the morning alarm cloak.

I hate my job, not because of the nature of the job, not because of the people I'm working with, but...because I suck in it. 4 months in my new department but still there are things that I do but I dont understand at all. 4 months passed and there's still financial terms and issues that I still dont comprehend. And coz of that, I end up with crappy results.

Today, my boss say things that reflected my job performance. It wasnt really nice to hear. Being shouted at in a normally quiet office is not something you want to face especially when your everyone is listening to the hurtful comments. You know what's worst? That in the end, everything he said is the truth. That was when, reality sank in.

And I was scared. So unsure of what I should do next.

I really suck in Finance.

I feel like giving in my resignation letter. Actually I was typing it till I realize what I loser I would be to quit now. I believe that if I left a mess behind, I should STAY BEHIND and clean up. That why I started typing this entry instead of my resignation letter.

I'm not out of the woods yet. There's a meeting with the customer tomorrow. Anymore complains and I wont need worry about typing that resignation letter anymore, coz my boss will be telling me to pack up instead.

Like it or not, everyone's a Taxi Driver

2005-09-19T09:30:00.000+08:00

You know, most people never gave much thought bout how much time they actually spend driving to work. I know it's something unavoidable, unless you stay at your workplace which is of course kinda sad. Anyway, I was thinking about it this morning while driving and out of curiousity when I reach my office, I did a simple calculation of the amount of time I spent on the road in a year.

30 mins to work, 30 mins back
1 day = 1 hour
1 week = 5 hours
1 month = 20 hours
1 year = 240 hours

Wahliao, 240 hours? Aint that like 10 days straight of driving non-stop? This whole thing got me even more curious so I decided to find out how much time I waste just driving to work ~~till I marry a rich chick~~ till I retire.

Considering that I started work at the age of 22 and am gonna retired at 55 (unless I strike lotery and retired earlier) that means I'm gonna work for 33 years...which roughly translates to...

7920 hours!! = 330 days!!!

OMFG it's like driving for 330days NON-STOP. That's close to A YEAR of sitting in the car and getting caught in the jam. Like that I might as well be a Taxi Driver!! Somore got chance to overcharge famous blogger from Singapore. =P

That's it, I'm gonna call up the Union and get a petition up in place for 2 working days per week. =)

Innocence of a 3 year old

2005-09-16T12:39:00.000+08:00

I have 2 nephews. They are so cute and innocent. They say the darnest things that really crack me up. This was a conversation my mom had with the youngest one :

Nephew : Popo, I just realise that the girls (in his nusery) got no kukujiao (penis)
Mom : ...
Nephew : Yah, they only got backside but no kukujiao. Me and korkor (his older brother) got both backside and kukujiao
Mom : How you found out one?
Nephew : No. Me and KorKor can stand up and shi-shi (piss), but the girls have to sit down. Then only I know they got no kukujiao.
Mom : ...wah you so smart ar?
Nephew : PoPo, why they got no kukujiao?
Mom : Because they are females lor.
Nephew : What is females?
Mom : Females is the opposite of males. You and korkor are males. Popo, mommy and other girls are females.
Nephew : Then you got no kukujiao lor?
Mom : ...

Employee of the month

2005-09-05T17:05:00.000+08:00

I should be :
1.) Chasing the sales dept for collection
2.) Doing my monthly finance report
3.) Replying emails

Instead, I'm :
1.) Reading blogs
2.) Spamming nonsense on people's tagboard
3.) ...and praying to God that my boss doesnt read my blog.

Employee of the month? Yeah rittteee.

Speaking of which, we managed to collect RM 26.5mil out of the targeted RM 31.5mil for August. A 84% is quite an achievement if you ask me. Of course, I didnt managed that alone, it was a group effort...eventho I like to think I did it all by myself.

Ok, I need to close all my explorer windows and continue with my reports...

Friday Nite @ Zouk

2005-08-29T10:03:00.000+08:00

My company was one of the sponsors for Menshealth Mag event @ Zouk. Being in Finance dept, the event has got nothing to do with my work, but I kaypoh-ed and went anyway. Lemme tell you this, Zouk felt a bit like a gay club coz the ratio of men to chicks was like 5 to 1. Didnt help much either that there were various competitions that got men parading on Stage and that stirred the crowd (ie.men) into a frenzy.

That nite was probrably the most ridiculous clubbing experience that I've ever encounter. The organizers managed to slot in a magic show.

-_-"

A FREAKING MAGIC SHOW!!!

Are you out of your fucking mind? Wahliao, you think this is children's day issit? Even an intoxicated clubber wouldnt give a fuck on what your magician do with his rope. Somore go do those boring tricks with the hankie, rope, spoon. ZZzzzZZZzzz. Hello friend, we've *only* seen those a thousand times before? Go summon an elephant or something. Seriously from where I was standing (and that was pretty close to the stage), I cant even tell if he's really bending the spoon or playing with his zipper.

I got one advice for organizers. Next time get a stipper. That goes pretty well with the event. Promoting men's health right? A stripper would definitely get a men's heart pumping and thus would be a stressless cardio workout.

A stipper, or maybe two...hell yea...

MIA

2005-08-26T15:26:00.000+08:00

Hi.

I've been missing awhile. Not that it matters anyway, cause this IS a low traffic blog, but it kinda contradicts with the reason I started this whole blog-thingy. However, I couldn’t help it. I guess in my ~~laziness~~ pursuit of my career, I'm left with little or no time to rant and bitch on this site.

Being away for so long got me thinking, what if some famous blogger didn’t post an entry for 2 whole months? Would any of his/her readers know what happen to their favourite blogger? I mean they'll be like clicking to their favourite blogsite every morning only to be disappointly greeted by the same post which was laying there for since aeons ago. The only thing they can do is post the same comments that everyone does "Why no updates?" or something along that line. Some will just totally stop following the site all together and delete the bookmarked url in favor for another blogsite that REGULARLY updates.

But you see, little that they know, something might have happened to the writer.
1.) He/she could have gotten bored of blogging and didn’t bother to write a goodbye post to the avid readers.
2.) In my case too busy with work. (just an example, not trying to say I got a lot of readers la)
3.) Developed an ammnesia and forgotten he/she has got a blog.
4.) ...or even died.

Hey, I'm not trying to jinx anybody here, but let's face it, no one lives forever. Accidents do happen, people fall ill and die of some sickness regardless of age. Think of it, when or how would you find out if the a blogger passed away? Perhaps more importantly, WOULD you eventually find out that he/she is no longer with the living? The thing is, I'm trying to imagine a senerio whereby a blogger pass away, what would happen to the blogsite and more importantly...what of his/her readers? Perhaps one day, the writer's close friend/relative/ mate might access to his blog and post a passing message. I can imagine my own shock and surprise if 1 day on the blog that I regularly visit, I'm greeted by the title of blog-post "I'm Brett's wife. I'm sorry but Brett has pass away..."

I hope Brett updates soon...

p/s. Colours...amazing...I just discovered them.

Memories Revisited

2005-06-12T18:39:00.000+08:00

Disclaimer : Do not be mislead by the previous post. The author of this blog is not hot or anywhere near good-looking. Just because some MwDSP with bad taste stared at him doesnt mean he's OK in the looks department. In fact, he's an ugly mofo. He's broke every month coz he spends his cash on changing his mirror every single day. It always crack when he looks at himself in the mirror.

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Just got back from Ipoh.

Traffic was terrible. Kinta City was terrible. The weather was terrible. Crowd was terrible. In fact, I dont remember what wasnt...

The only reason I went back was to attend my friend's wedding. We were friends since Primary school (Standard 1). We even share the same birthday. Well dood, you probably wont be reading this but, I wish you good luck and have a happy married life. You'll need it. *lololol* (in other words, he got his passport revoked, visa denied and now needs to apply a temporary pass everytime he wants to go out with the rest of the blokes)

My 2nd reason to go back was to meet up with her. I knew she was going back. If she wasnt, I'd would still have my lazy ass in the bed or in front of the computer instead of goin back to Ipoh for the wedding. (meh..what kind of friend I am huh?) Anyway on Saturday night, we meet up at a new mamak stall just behind Y2K (for non-Ipoh plp, Y2K's probably the most happening place in Ipoh. But the sad fact is that it's only the size of 2 shops...). Anyway, we chatted for hours there. It made me miss those times we had together. We meet up again on Sunday morning, supposedly for breakfast...but well...a slight change of plans when she came over to my house.

Anyway, meeting up with her made me think of lot. I drove back home with my thoughts and heart flooded with uncertainty and emotions.

Confused at the choices both of us made.

Regrets of the paths we took.

Her question to me, "Why did I stop her from changing job and going to another state" keep ringing and replaying in my head. What does she meant by that? Was I supposed to stop her from going away? Could I have stopped her from pursuing her career and instead selfishly ask her to stay just because of me? No, that's not the question. I think the more appropriate question to ask myself is...

Would I have the heart ask her to stay?

..... (this is when I stopped typing and re-read the blog, ponder, search my feelings and continue typing again 30mins later)

Writing this entry just gave me the answer.

No...

Face Off (MwDSP) -edited

2005-06-08T14:29:00.000+08:00

I hate it when people stare at me. Ok lar, I admit I don't mind hot chicks staring or perhaps it was me being slightly perasan/ delusional that they might be looking at me but the actual fact is that they might just be looking at someone else who happens to be standing behind me. But before I go off topic let's go back to the subject of having unwanted stares. Ok...

...so I said I hate it when people stare. More so when they continue on staring even when you make it pretty obvious that you know they're staring.

What can be worst then that you'd ask?

Well, for my case it's probably me being a guy,... and being stared by another guy. I had to endure this ordeal when I went to FF-Menara Axis last night.

In a men's locker room somore!!! When all I had on was a towel somore!!!

.....

What the hell? Omg...that's so disgusting. Mahai, leave me alone man (and I literally meant men). I got nothing against MwDSP (Men-With-Different-Sexual-Preference.I’ll refrain from calling them gay as some thinks it's a offensive term), but if you wanna stare don't make it so fucking obvious and don't stare at someone who’s just standing 5 feet from you.

Looking down at my crotch somore!! Like trying to see past my towel somore!!

My feeble attempt to block his gaze with my bottle of shampoo was futile.

There's a lot more MwDSP (Men-With-Different-Sexual-Preference) in Malaysia then I thought. Some wont bother you (like those in FF-Subang, actually you wont even know they're MwDSP unless someone tells you. And their usually the better looking ones and quite popular among the gals). But I tell you ar, some dont use their MwDSP radar b4 they stare kok at you...EEWWWW

I've never been so...visually-violated? (I feel so disgusted I cant think of a better word. Does this word even exist? Ms.Word seem to think so). Anyway, now I know how girls feel when guys stare at them.

It's like they're visually peeling off your clothes...

EEEEEWWWWWWW

sshhh, they might be reading this...

2005-06-01T18:41:00.000+08:00

I've been discovered.

No not that way. I meant my blog. I've a feeling that 2 of my IRL friends knows about this site. I’ve lost my place to write honestly about my feelings and thoughts. Would I risk our friendship if I were to write some ill-feelings eventho I will probably forget about it the next day? Would they accept the fact that its only a minor thing that people like me would end up bitching about in their weblog? No matter what short falls and misdoing that my friends have, I value their friendship too much to risk it.

In the end, this blog will end up like a sub-standard blog that I need to filter and edit in case one day I have a need to write something that doesn't sound in favor towards them or people that they know.

What's a blog when you cant vent your frustration here?

I need to find out whether they know about this site. If they do, they're probably reading this too. -_- "

Oh foolish me...

In the end, I cant be too sure. What can I expect when I have my msn nick as "NamelessOne"? I googled up the keyword "NamelessOne + blogspot" and my blog site was the first on the result list. I wonder if they can be that curious till that extent to google up my blogsite? Even thru my friendster link I have blog buddies in there who posted their blogsite and by looking thru the comments that I so foolishly left in their post, anyone can come to my blogsite. She-who-forced-me-to-eat-wasabi kept pestering me for the past week to reveal my blog to her. I've should just lied to her when she asked me if I have a blog. I've should have acted dumb and replied, "Wad’s a blog? Can eat want ar?"

Bah, so much for the effort to remain as an anonymous blogger.

So in the end, I'm left with 2 options:

1.) To abandon this blog and start a new one. –or-

2.) Screw it and continue on. I mean this is MY web log anyway right?

If one day you are unable to access this site...you’ll know which option I took...

1-Utama, Finnegan, Poppys and then some...

2005-05-29T07:35:00.000+08:00

It's 7.30am and I juz came back from KL. The entire Sat night started off with me having dinner in 1 Utama with a bunch of friends. Walked around a bit and even tried the rock climbing booth. Those staff there seemed upset that I didnt fall and even managed to do 3 successful climbs to the top. But those fuckers took it out on my friend when it was her turn. Those bastards got her stuck in the middle. She was so scared that when she finally came down, she was shaking from head to toe.

Remembered that Amy was having a roadshow but didnt really have time to say hi to her, so I juz sms-ed her.

After that, meet up with my high school friends which I havnt seen for the past 10 years at Finnegan, Hartamas. Had a few pints there (edit= ok, now I remember that I only had enough time for a pint) and then we carry on with the nite at Poppys, KL.

Goddammit, Poppys was so packed and hot.

Packed, as in the crowd.

Hot, as in the chicks.

We continued drinking there and then my friends took me to somewhere which gave me an Eye-opening experience.

I'm so bloody zombified and this post is so lame it's boring and utterly pointless. Buy wahey, a blog is a blog right? Pardon me if there's grammar or spelling error. I'm writing this blog with 1 eye closed. They're taking turns sleeping you see...

Oh, before I forgot,...as we were leaving 1-Utama, we pass by the Sony roadshow booths. Everyone that's wearing a Sony t-shirt seem busy so I didnt bother looking for Amy. But I thought I saw someone remarkably familiar. She wore glasses, hair tied-up and had a blue-handphone cover hanging from her neck.

Good night Malaysia, or rather...Good Morning.

How tough can raising a kid be?

2005-05-24T17:27:00.000+08:00

He tugs on the sleeves of my tunic, looks up to me wide-eye and unblinking. Even without prophetic powers to foretell the future, I knew what he was going to do next.

And (while digging his nose with his other hand) he asked...

"If a crab were to lose it's shell, is it homeless or naked?"

"If a Fly were to lose it's wings, would it be call a Walk instead?"

These are some of the questions that my adopted orphan asked me. Questions which I find are not only completely pointless but also a waste of brain cells if I were to crack my head for some non-existing answers. But at the same time, it amazes me how the young boy can actually derive to such questions.

At first, I find it endearing. But lately, it's been rather annoying. How in the world would I know what's a "Zug Zug" anyway.

The boy’s gone now. The week of the warden has ended. I’ve send him back to his Matron mother as my task as his warden ended yesterday.

For the first time in the past week, I tasted peace.

I didnt have to bring him around the world to see his idols. I didnt have to travel across the continent just to buy him ice-cream from the race tracks. Most of all, I didn't have to face his mind-numbing questions that sprang forth from his curious and naive brain. I didn't have to work my creative part of my brain to come up with answers to satisfy his curiosity. Where each of my answers triggers 2 more questions from him. And I end up being bombarded by an endless swarm of questions enough to make the elders look dumb.

I have the whole day to myself.

I have the peace and tranquility that I lost when he came under my care.

And somehow, I wish he was still here...

Did I mention that all these happened in an online game? =)

I wonder if raising a kid in real life is as tough. I wonder if I have anything to do with my parent's high blood pressure and grey hair. I must find out from them what kind of questions I asked them when I was in my age of innocence.

If raising a kid is really gonna be tough...

...I guess I’ll just get a dog.

Dood!! Where's my car?

2005-05-22T17:18:00.000+08:00

Ever felt like your a cripple? Well, that's how I feel now that my car is stuck at the workshop for the freaking weekend. Lemme re-phrase that, a FREAKING LONG WEEKEND. -_-"

But then again, what can I expect when I leave my car at the workshop and only come back on Saturday from the East Coast? Hrm..come to think about it, I was half hoping and half expecting them to open for business. I mean...comeon, dont you guys work half day on Saturdays? Dont you want business? This whole ordeal left me giving M'sian car service center with the only emote I can think of -> _|_

For those that dont know what that is, that's the leet sign for the middle finger.

My housemate's gone outstation, I got no car, my area has a got a seriously lack of public transport service...wait, no...ITS completely devoid of any public transport. How nice,...I got a whole weekend to spend in my apartment. Alone. Doing nothing. Boring. LIKE.A.FARKING.PRISON.

*sniff*

Someone come and pick me up. I promise to be a good boy...no seriously..anything.
Just.Get.Me.Out

Guess what I got from UK...

2005-05-19T07:45:00.000+08:00

In 15mins time, I’ll be going off to KLIA to catch my plane to Kuala Terengganu. Going there to attend a relatives wedding. Might be heading off to Redang after that for a day or 2. I’m actually surprise that my boss actually allowed me to take leave till Tuesday.

Oh btw, guess what my brother took back from UK...

Rubber Wrist-bands!!

The Force is strong with this one.

2005-05-18T12:40:00.000+08:00

Eat your hearts out boys and girls, I'm watching Star Wars Episode 3...

...on Wednesday!!!

Yay to Pre-Screening tickets!!
Boo to long queues and crappy neck-breaking-front-row seats!!

(",)

!@#$% Homework sucks!!

2005-05-16T11:56:00.000+08:00

Ok, a quick recap of last week and ultimately my excuse for my lack of update on this blog.

On Sunday afternoon, I was doing some reports (3 to be exact) on my home pc. And the thing is, I HATE homework. Who likes to work on weekends anyway? Anyway, guess what time I finally finished it?

6.20am...on Monday morning!!! -_-

...and I had to go to work at 8am. I was so zombified. In the afternoon, after sending my 3 reports to my boss and other respective departments, I went back home. Told my boss I couldn’t take it anymore. N.e.e.d.S.l.e.e.p.

This new job is tormenting me. And it’s only been what? 3 weeks? I’m not sure if I can handle the pressure. The raw data for each report was 300 pages long (in excel format)!!
Good luck to whoever is taking up finance. Say buh bye to your social life.

No, just kidding. Perhaps it’ll be different for others. After all, I’m sitting in for 2 executives who left the company at the same time. Come to think about it, how come I am not getting 2 executive’s salary? -_- Dammit my company is abusing me...

Coming to that, I’ve got a new colleague who will be replacing the other executive who left. That’ll take some burden of my shoulders a bit...I hope. My boss told me that she’ll be coming in today. Meeting her in the afternoon. And he said “She’s a girl. I’ve always like a boy and a girl in the credit control team.” And then he said again "a G-I-R-L...and she’s your age" and proceeded to give me this weird grin. I wonder what’s all that about?
Is my boss starting a dating service or something?

On a sidenote, chatted with a fellow blogger over msn. She told me my entries are too long. -_-

So I’m just gonna stop here.

The only thing Constant, is Change itself

2005-05-06T22:36:00.000+08:00

A fictional conversation between 2 Singaporean business partners...

Big Boss 1 : I’m bored. This week Phua Chu Kang’s episode so boring. Same yellow boots. Same funky hairdo. And to make matter worst...Xiaxue didn’t update her blog.

Big Boss 2 : Yalor. I didn’t realize that being so stinky rich and own so many companies, I can still end up this bored. No challenge lar. I think the JB cd sellers have a more interesting job. What should we do? Should we buy over another company in Malaysia? Is so affordable there. Come to think bout it, everything is affordable there.

Big Boss 1 : Har? Another company meh? So many...dunwan lar..I cant keep track of which company we own liao. Lazy to remember. I’d rather play O2 Jam.

Big Boss 2 : Hrm..I’ve a better idea. Let’s make a big change in one of our companies. It’ll be fun watching the people struggle to keep up with the changes. We can watch the departmental heads fight amongst themselves. See young executives grow white hair. Have the staff move office. See which unlucky dood havto change department and watch him struggle with his new post. Change the accounting system too. Haha, best!! It’ll be more interesting than the Chinese Drama on TV wei.

Big Boss 1 : Cool idea!! It’s like playing God. Let’s randomly pick one company to start the chaos. Maybe later one of them will bitch about it in his/her blog. About time someone updates their blog. So borrrringg. No new reading material somore.

-_-"

I’ve change department again. This is the 4th time I’ve changed department / position / job scope in just within 4 years of working in my current company. It’s annoying. It gives me a feeling of uncertainty. It’s uncool when you’ve finally gotten use to the job..you find yourself having the need to adapt to a new environment. So..what can I do? There are 2 options available :

1.) quit
2.) bitch and complain about it in my blog then shutup and do my new job.

So..I’ve decided to roll with the punches. Perhaps the change is gonna be better for me. I am aiming to go into the consultation industry in the future. Maybe learning different aspects of an organization may help. Who knows? Come to think about it, I don’t wanna be doing the same thing I’m doing in the next 5 years. Let's recap the changes I’ve been thru.

2002 – Joined the company’s Supply Chain department, handling the central regional warehouse for the manufacturing arm.

2003 – Restructuring. Ended up in the Logistic and Warehouse dept. Much like operations. Doing almost the same thing as in 2002, but handling the Trading side of the company with an added responsibility of the logistic aspect.

2004 – Another restructuring. New boss and new dept. Now in charge of SoP dept.(ie. Sales order processing). Where previously I had 1 supervisor under me and 15+ staff under him…now I’ve got 4 clerks under me, no supervisor -_-". My division was part of a Finance division..so therefore was reporting to a Finance senior manager.

2005 – Restructuring..AGAIN. Felt very unstable if I was to stay in SoP dept. So requested for a transfer to Credit Control. No staff under me. More responsibility. Where I was previously handling inventory, and documents…I’m now handling collections and credit and lots of account monitoring. Yea, pretty boring stuff.

So, I’ve a new title. Credit Control Executive. Sounds very glamorous ya? The job’s very demanding. AR, risk management, collection status, ageing reports, credit limits, seek legal actions (when other companies don’t pay up) etc. Anyway, lots of Finance aspect included. Did I mention that I failed in my Financial Management subject? Wish me luck..gonna need lots of it.

Come to think about it, I think I got an upgrade in my Executive level. It went up 1 level. Dunno if that’s intentional coz my boss didn’t mention it to me. Let’s hope it’ll affect my salary adjustment at the end of the year.

All this comes with a catch. You see, when I’m offered this new post, my boss included in a clause before I signed the transfer document. In 3 months time, if I’m not up to the job, I’ll have to leave the department. And since my previous post has been replaced by someone else...that means I’ll havto leave the company too. Exciting no? Drama ++

Come back in 3 months time to see if I end up losing my job. *Deng Deng Deng*

If I managed to survive, come back next year anyway to see which department I end up transferred into...AGAIN.

Hi Mum!! I'm back. (Post-Blogger’s Block)

2005-05-02T15:45:00.000+08:00

It’s been awhile since my last entry. The lazy bug has claimed yet another victim like a cancerous cell that refuses to go away.

Ok, fine..I’ll admit that I procrastinate a lot. I’d rather leave totally random and pointless comments on other blogs than to write an entry myself.

Doesn’t help either that I’m in a middle of a restructuring within my department. Lots of stuff to take care off. So I cant blame it all on being lazy either. I got so much I wanna write here…but I’m just plain lazy and busy. Even both words rhyme. Everyday as I stared blankly onto my blog, a million thoughts run through my mind…but I just couldn’t put it into writing. Ever so often, I encounter doubts and having second thoughts about sharing my innermost feelings, thoughts, fears and hopes into a website that can be view publicly.

Is this what they call a “Blogger’s Block”? Blog-block? Bloging-
block? Blocked-Blog? Blocking-Blog?

But then again, having my thoughts written into my blog feels like having a burden lifted of my weary heart. It always feels good to tell someone events that happened whether not it’s desirable or undesirable. Whether anyone reads is another matter altogether, but I guess writing a blog gives the same feeling as you cheer or cry out into the darkness of cyberspace.

What’s that smell? It’s a new cologne. Its called Contradiction. -_-

Anyway, nothing interesting happen between this and the previous entry. Except bout a week ago, I had dinner with a colleague of mine. She’s from the Marketing dept. Joined the company bout 5 months ago. Been chatting with her regularly. Anyway, she’s going to US for training, for 3 weeks. I asked her out for dinner and she said yes. After much debate over the phone as to where we should eat, we ended up in Sushi King. Prior to that, she challenged me to a “Dare”. We would play One-Two-Zum (ie.Rock- Scissors -Paper) and the loser would eat a sushi dipped in an uNgOdly amount of Wasabi. Of course, the winner gets to decide how much Wasabi goes into the sushi depending on how much torment she/he wants the loser to be in. So naturally, the losers gonna be putting some thing into his/her mouth that doesn’t resemble a sushi, instead it’ll look like a big chunk of Wasabi held between the chopsticks. I never back down from a Dare. Especially not from a girl. So it’s a showdown between Ipoh’s One-Two-Zum Sifu VS Klang’s One-Two-Zum Sifu.

I lost 11 times out of 12 rounds -_-

I got pwned. Can you say pwned? Its pronounced P-A-W-N-E-D. It’s like I got owned REAL bad. I don’t understand how I can lose that badly. Nevermind the fact that the wasabi utterly destroyed my tastebuds and made me all teary…the whole event threw my male ego into the dumpster. OMFG…how can I lose 11 times to a girl? It’s just a simple game of Rock-Scissors-Paper.

She must be a psychic.

Of course, to add insult to injury, she told me after the first 2 rounds, she noticed I was playing in a repetitive pattern. So what now? I am THAT predictable? _|_

Anyway, she’s a nice friend. Pretty, has a kick-ass personality and friendly. But nope…no chemistry. So it’s ALL GUDDDD. Am looking forward for round 2 so I can have my revenge.

Coming to think about it, I’ve gotta go devise a brilliant strategy on how to defeat her in the game of Rock-Scissors-Paper when she’s back from the states. There must be a way. I can feel it. Am coming very close to reaching the stage of enlightenment and finally world domination!! MuahAHAHA!!! (Insert evil laughter)

I hate Good-byes (long post)

2005-04-11T11:51:00.000+08:00

Be forewarned. Extremely long post.

I toss and turn the whole nite yesterday. Watched the sky turn from midnight blue to sky blue till it was time for me to get up and go to work. Today, she's leaving Selangor for good for her new job in another state…and I wonder if I'll ever see her again.

Rewind back 2 years ago, we met and became good friends. Back then, I never thought I would get involve with her. From our friendship we find comfort and companionship with each other. Both of us became 'makan-kaki' as we each had to eat dinner alone before this. We would talk about anything and everything under the sun. We would meet up almost everyday and even Wednesday was our official "Movie Night" at Pyramid.

I recall after one our company's annual dinner, we went to Starbucks for coffee and tiramisu till it 11pm. After that, she drop by at my apartment to watch a vcd and then we actually chatted till it was 8am in the morning, both of us still in our eveningwear.

Spending so much time together, our friendship eventually draws questions into our minds. Sexual tension was bound to happen sooner or later. But back then, nothing like that happen. Even tho we both enjoy spending time together and both of us like each other..there was something in the way. So why didn’t we hit it off? Why didn’t our friendship turn into something more intimate, something more passionate? Why didn’t we become a couple?

Here's why....she has a boyfriend.

He works in another state and sees her in the weekends. Hell even my mom likes her. Eventho she doesnt know what's going on, my mom keeps telling me, "She's a nice girl, show a little sincerity and let her know your feelings…I'm sure she'll dump him for you." What a supportive mother. Love her for this.

Everything was going so well for our friendship…till the day we played the game "What if" while on our day trip to Melaka. I asked her "What if I tell you that I've feelings for you..feelings that crosses the 'friendship line'?" She replied "If I meet you and my boyfriend at the same time, and both of you ask me to be your/his girlfriend, I would've chosen you."

So why didn’t we pursue the possibility of a more serious and promising relationship? She told me she's confused at times, and sad at the fact that she only meet me after being with him for so many years. She didn’t regret in her relationship with her boyfriend. It's just that she's happy being with me, and thinks I'll make a better life companion…but she told me she cant leave him as they've been through too much together. Imagine this, they have a joint savings account and a group insurance. And he's even staying with her parents back at her hometown too.

Both of them got the usual problems that couple faced. However, they have a strong relationship going on. I didn’t have the heart to break their relationship. Come to think about it, I dont think I'm able come between them even if I want to. So I know unless he leaves her 1st, she won’t leave him. We know we'll both be stuck in a relationship that wont last. So we went on, just being friends…somehow, somewhere…we actually became like a couple. Despite knowing we won’t be together in the end, we were doing things couples normally do. Having intimate moments together, holding hands, kissing..and sometimes she even stays overnight at my place. Yes I know, I'm a bastard. Being in a third party position sucks and I got no excuse for being in one, so I'm not even gonna justify myself for doing what I did in my blog.

Rewind to Friday, that was the last day we were together. After dinner we spent the last few hours cuddling, chatting and recalling the memorable moments we had together last time. Spent the rest of the time doing my usual nagging-mom-style asking her to take care of herself, etc. We had to say goodbye eventually. She has to pick him up from the bus station as he was coming over to help her pack her stuff and travel with her. In the end, it was time for her to leave. I hugged her and we had our last kiss. Tears broke out. It was such a pain to say goodbye, but both of us knew what we're getting into at the start. Only thing that we’ll have is memories.

But I think that's enough, as it'll last a lifetime...

Big surprises comes in small packages.

2005-04-09T11:06:00.000+08:00

The term SNAIL mail really+really does justice to itself. Yesterday, 1 finally received a mail that Joanne sent to me after 1 week -_- Yeah, I was expecting the mail as she was told me she sent something to me. Well, I started coughing ever since I got drench at Prodigy's gig. Knowing this and being a nice girl that she is, she sent me some cough medicine (well..at least thats what it's supposed to be according to her). Another envelope came with it, it's a cool bookmark that Joanne made. She has actually gave me a sneak preview of what's on my way via msn, but the actual thing looks so much cooler. Gawd, she's has got an artistic talent. Loaded some photos that I took immediately after opening the envelope.

1st envelope

cough medicine..I think..

2nd envelope

cool bookmark with my online nick

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon...well in this case.."Crouching white bookmark, hidden colorful bookmark"

from Joanne

waaayyy too COOL!!

Thanks a lot Joanne!!

p/s. Just incase Joanne put the wrong medicine (ie.pet medicine... maybe even for horses) into the envelope, does anyone know what is "Paralgin Forte" is? =P

I'm pissed!!!

2005-04-04T17:04:00.000+08:00

I was furiously PISSED at this Anonymous guy's comments.

Ok, Annie went out with her friends. Had a few drinks and proceeded to yum cha, and went back home. WTH is wrong with that?
1.) She DIDN'T sleep with any stranger.
2.) She DIDN'T run over someone on the way back.
3.) She DIDN'T take drugs.

She basically didn't cause any trouble at all...all she did was have fun. Even if she did something bad, the reason she didn't post it is because of people like this Anonymous guy would scrutinized it. What's the point of blogging then??

Does he think he's the upcoming replacement Pope? How pissed of was I? Well, I rebutted that guy in Annie's comment box. This was the edited version. AND this was the unedited version before I calmed myself down...

(read the edited version first)

"OMFG..who the hell r u? A pastor? You certainly sound like a pastor. Cool. But that doesn’t give you any FARKING rights to come into people's blog and tell them what they CAN write and CANT write BY YOUR divine and holy standards. She's pouring her heart out and putting in efforts to make her blog a true reflection of her life. She's not blogging to cater for idiotic readers like you who would judge her. It's an online journal for Christ sake. Lemme rephase that..it's HER online journal. WHAT? Now you're gonna ask me POLITELY not to use Christ's name in vain? Man..some people just need to pull their head out of their @$$."

Am I a nice guy to edit that or what?

Sorry Danny...but you SARK.

2005-03-31T09:24:00.000+08:00

Was expecting a Body Jam session last night, but instead it was Cardio Dance. Damn, Subang's FF keep changing the GX schedule. Why cant Subang's FF be like Curve's? They don't go changing the schedule every week.

Joined the cardio class anyway. The instructor was Danny (or was it Donny? He looks a bit ahem.."faggotist"). 10 mins before the class started, bumped into my hometown friend who just came out from Body Step. Chatted for awhile, told her my class is starting soon, and she was like "Joining Danny's class? Well, good luck". I query her about the expression on her face when she made that statement. Well, it seems a lot of plp don't like his class. No wonder there was like only 5 plp in when I registered. Anyway, she told me to find out for myself. Different plp, different preference.

Anyway, he REALLY sarks. He cant even remember his own dance moves. We stoned there for a minute waiting for him to recall his memory everytime there's a new routine added in. I even suspect he made-up some of it along the way, coz it was really awkward. He was like "It's right shoulder drop, shuffle twice to the front...no no wait.., or was it left leg out, wait lemme think.." Does anyone want this kind of dance instructor? If he was new then I supposed it's alright, but manhow he managed to stay as a FF dance instructor all this while amazes me.

At least I was polite enough to stay in the class for 45 mins.

Huh? Tremor or Trance?

2005-03-29T09:10:00.000+08:00

At first, I thought it was upstairs playing trance music in the middle of the night AGAIN. Then recalling that I didn't take my dinner, and that's my stomach growling. Then I thought, maybe something went wrong at Indah Water processing plant till there's traces of alcohol in the water supply, enough to get one high after drinking 2 glasses of water...And thought there was a party going on when I looked outside the window and saw people gathering outside the apartment. But then it was when my friend called me on my cell that I realized it was another tremor. Switch on the news and found that the 8.5 Richter scale quake happened quite near this time. If I'm not mistaken, like 500km+ away from KL? The distance is like from Penang to KL. My gawd, that's awfully near. Anyway, I was very blur the entire night. Below are some tips I recall from the Hitz.fm this morning on "What to do & what not to do during an Earthquake".

1.) If you live in a quake-prone area, make sure you don’t have any sharp or heavy objects hanging near your bed.
2.) In the event of a earthquake, take cover under the table.
3.) If you're inside a building, stay away from the windows.
4.) Do not take the lift. (if you're on the 25th floor, this be a good time to lose those calories)
5.) If you're outside stay away from buildings, electric and telephone cables and trees.
6.) If you're in the car, drive away from any flyover and underpass.

After point (6.) I couldn't remember what JJ said coz at that point of time, a cute chick in Kelisa droveby. Anyway, I hope everyone's ok and there's a minimal damage to properties.

Here's to hoping that we never will have to seek cover under our table in the future. Unless of course there's a hot chick under that table with you that you can hug for safety.

Never Fear!! Sum Ting Wong is here!!

2005-03-25T15:34:00.000+08:00

First, it started with my eyesight going blurry. Then I felt a twitch on my left shoulder. My blood began to pump faster. I got an erection while signing some documents?? WTF?? Either the air-con was set to “Arctic Mode” or the paperwork was really getting to me. No more documents signing today. Don’t want my clerks to see me walking around with a bulge in my pants. While replying some company emails, I thought I saw the Garfield magnet (which was sticking on my computer’s glare guard) gave me a wink and grin. WTF?? SHIET!! (1 minute later, Garfield ended up in the trash..don’t want my clerks to see me talking to a Garfield magnet. So Garfield had to go). Something was going on. Then it happened. My alter ego was taking over!!! OMG!!! Mr. Sum Ting Wong is here!!

There’s something weird going on today. I can’t put my finger to it, but since my alter ego showed up, I believe it must be the anxiety in me. He only shows up on Fridays and when I’m feeling anxious. Besides getting an annoying phone call from someone who called up looking for “Ah Nga” and repeatedly calling 5 times AGAIN and insisting on speaking to this “Ah Nga” something weird is going on. Maybe I DO know what’s wrong and maybe I’m just living in denial. More details later, once I collect my thoughts and figure out what exactly I want yall to know.

Till then, Mr.Sum Ting Wong has got a world to save.

Relationships in the year 2005

2005-03-21T14:50:00.000+08:00

Horoscope? Fiction or Fact?
I'm generally not a superstitious person. I dont believe in all those mambo jumbo BS like "For those born in the year of Dog-you'll do well coz you chase chicken / For those born in the year of the Dragon-you'll get a Big tummy coz of overdose of chicken meat etc." I do read horoscope next to the comics section but wont remember what I read by the time I flip to the sports section.

However, at the earlier part of this year strangely enough, something out of the ordinary caught my attention when I read the horoscope on newspaper during CNY. It said, "Year of the Chicken -relationships will fail, hearts will break, lovers will part". I was thinking to myself, Cool!! Looks like there'll be more single girls around, which sometimes I regularly thought that they dont exist (single girls that is). Either that, or M'sia has a serious problem of oversupply of guys and undersupply of girls. Back to the topic anyway, so I just took notice of that but didnt really think it would really be true. I mean..what do these horoscope writers/ fortune tellers know anyway? If they're fortune telling abilities are so accurate, why cant they get rich overnight by foretelling tomorrow's 4-digit winning lottery number?

Or so I thought...
Hell, it's only the 3rd month of the year. I witness relationships failed. You have no idea how freaking weird it was for me. IRL guy friends suddenly showed up on Saturday nights to hang out with the gang, when for 2 years they had their "Saturday passport" revoked by their girlfriends. I made friends with 2 bloggers who broke up not so recently with their boyfriends. Stumble on even more blogsites who's latest entry are about them in the recovery process etc. What the hell just happen here? Is it normal for these kind of "TurnOver rates"? It's like boyfriends/girlfriends is like clothes that have gone out of fashion and needed to be donated to the nearest Salvation facility to make space for newer clothes. Okaaayy, I may not know about the juicy details bout how those breakups exactly happened, but the coincidence of the "Year of the Chicken thingy" and these stuff happening are really freaking me out.

I dont how/what I can do. I'm no Love Doctor, but I'm your friend. For my guy friends, I dont think I need to post any advise for post-breakup. You guys got over it faster then me writing the title of this entry. For my gal friends, you're the more emotional species. I know I'm a guy, but I'm a sensitive one at that. You know can talk to me. I'll even give you the pleasure of pretending that I'm you ex and you can unleash your anger at me. Temporary Verbal assaults only please. No, seriously. But dinner's on you tho. Anyway, for those unlucky ones still suffering from heart breaks, the following poem is for you. I got it from a friend. Help tons after my breakup with my girlfriend of 4years.

If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you,
be gentle with yourself.
There is nothing wrong with you.
Love just didn't choose to rest in the other person's heart.

If you find someone else in love with you and you don't love her/him,
feel honored that love came and called at your door,
but gently refuse the gift you cannot return.

Do not take advantage, do not cause pain.
How you deal with love is how you deal with you,
and all our hearts feel the same pains and joys,
even if our lives and ways are different.

If you fall in love with another,
and he falls in love with you,
and then love chooses to leave,
do not try to reclaim it or toss the blame. Let it go.
There is a reason and there is a meaning.
You will know in time.

Remember that you don't choose love. Love chooses you. All you can really do
is accept it for all its MYSTERY when it comes into your life.
Feel the way it fills you to overflowing, then reach out and give it away.

Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you.
Give it to others who deem it poor in spirit.
Give it to the world around you in anyway you can.

This is where many lovers go wrong.
Having been so long without love, they understand love only as a need.
They see their hearts as empty places that will be filled by love,
and they begin to look at love as something that flows to them rather than from them.

The first blush of new love is filled to overflowing,
but as their love cools, they revert to seeing their love as need.
They cease to be someone who generates love,
and instead become someone who seeks love.
They forget that the secret of love is that it is a gift,
and that it can be made to grow only by giving it away.

Remember this, and keep it to your heart. Love
has its own time, its own seasons,
and its own reason for coming and going.
You cannot bribe it or coerce it,
or reason it into staying.
You can only embrace it when it arrives,
and give it away when it comes to you.

But if it chooses to leave from your heart or from the heart of your lover,
there is nothing you can do and there is nothing you should do.
Love always has been and always will be a mystery.

Be glad that it came to live for a moment in your life.
Don't deny love just only you don't want to be hurt...

IF YOU KEEP YOUR HEART OPEN, IT WILL COME AGAIN.

Cardio Dance = Fun / Pain x100%

2005-03-15T10:02:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was my first time in a Cardio Dance class. Was at the one in Subang's fitness first. I registered my name 5 mins b4 the class started. Actually the class was full, but the trainer let me in anyway after giving me a weird smile/grin. Weird as in a smile that straight guys normally dont give to another straight guy.*shudder*
Man, it's was packed. We had so many people in the class that we keep bumping into each other. To the chick who was beside me, "SORRY!!" We banged into each other on more then a few occasion. It was way too cramp. I lost count on the number of times we step, punch and kick one another. It felt more like a Body Combat class. (note to self: Dont mess with dancers, they can throw nasty punches.) Both of us were standing at the last row of the class. I could hardly see the instructor amid the moving hands and bodies in between so I had to watch her to learn the moves. Anyway, she had nice moves (she got other NICE stuff too besides moves =P).."You GO Girl!!!". She said sorry and gave me an embarrassed smile after hitting me in the shoulder. I was like "That's the signal!!"(a bit perasan I know). After the class, wanted to intro myself and get her name, but I was too shy. Besides, I needed to sit down coz my legs felt like they're gonna fail me. You have no idea how difficult it was to climb down the stairs. The pain uggh...Dancing made me realize there's a lot of unused muscle parts on my legs.
All in all, it was fun. Good cardio workout and definitely beats running on the tread mill. Will join the next Cardio Dance class available, which is only on next Monday. Well, that gives me 1 week to rest then.

My leg hurtsbad.

I feel helpless..so so helpless.

2005-03-07T19:42:00.000+08:00

I found out today an online friend of mine just broke-up with her boyfriend. Truth to be told, I wasnt surprised that it came to this. She told me before that she kinda expected that the relationship wouldnt hold. I just pisses me off that the guy took her for granted. (to be more exact.. a spare tyre) I'm not sure what kind of charm this guy has over girls, but that's not the way to treat a nice girl. I feel like a spare tyre too (in a complicated relationship)...but then again I'm not a nice guy.

Ever felt helpless? It's knowing that she's a few states away crying her heart out. It's knowing her eyes are becoming swollen till it hurts. It's knowing she cried herself to sleep and cries when she wakes. It's knowing that she's losing sleep, losing weight and worst of all..losing herself. And there's nothing in the world that I can do to change that. All I can do is sit on my comp, wondering..hoping..and typing. Times like this I wish I was a superhero with flight abilities, or with precognition. Perhaps all I wish for is her to let me know how she's doing. I wish she's doing fine. I hope her friends talked her out of the depression.
The depression, I know how it felt. Ohh yes..I remember..I remember the pain. It's a scar embedded in my heart that reminds me everyday of it's sole purpose..pain, regret, heartache. 4 years of relationship..down in the drain. What's more, it was 1st love for both of us. So, yes...it's easier said that done. It's easy to say "Cheer up dear, you'll get over it" or "You should listen to a more uplifting song to cheer urself up". BAH. I know better..I had to quit my job, fly to UK and stayed 2 months there to prevent myself from crawling back to her. My parents and brother that I lived with doesnt know this..but I cried everyday..for 2 months while I was in UK. There wasnt a single day that passes that I never broke down in tears. So, yes..it's easier said then done.

I stayed online...just in case she needed someone to talk too. But alas, she's offline by the time I finished this sentence. I think that's a good thing. I hope that she's sleeping soundly. I wrote a little something on her blog..something I hope that would make her feel better. It's rather weird coz in the ending, I wrote a little poem. Here's how it goes..

He has walked..
Doesnt matter if he's gone,
It's lasted for a year..
Doesnt matter if it's over,
You've cried..
It's time to liftup yourself,
Cause the sun..
is still gonna come out shinning

Kinda regret writing it coz it sounded a little corny+weird. Or maybe it sounded like it was taken from a song.

Come to think bout it..now I know why she left so suddenly in the middle of our msn chat. I guess that's was when she was gonna talk to her boyfriend to breakup.

And to close this post...I was in the middle of a sms chat session with another friend. The last 3 sms was sent by me...and nope she didnt reply. I'm guessing she fell asleep waiting for my slow-ass-sms-typing skills. Hope the both of you have a good nite...and a good day ahead of you.

Signing off,
-Nameless Blogger-

Work!!

2005-03-01T12:16:00.000+08:00

Omg, start of a new month and guess what was waiting for me on my table...

Look at all those documents waiting for me to sign. The mug was placed on the side for comparison purpose. I'm sooo gonna die from hand cramps.

Reflections

2005-02-25T11:58:00.000+08:00

My Life.. is monotonous, boring, aimless. I dont know what I'm set to do in this world. I don't know why I wake up every morning and repeat the same thing I do every other day. I don't know if this thing they call Life is really worth struggling and living for. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe there's more to Life that I haven't encounter before. Maybe it's just being at the right place and at the right time. If that's the case, then I certainly have a bad timing and am always lost.
I read from somewhere that "Life is not merely a serious of meaningless accidents or coincidences, but rather than its a tapestry of events that culminate in an exquisite, sublime plan". I do hope so as I've encounter too many meaningless accidents/ coincidences. I do hope that the opening scene of my Life will be reveal soon.
I've finally resorted to blog to log my thoughts, feelings, hopes and fears as I take my journey through Life.
My Reflections on Life...