I am really slow to see that coming, but it has been friggin 1 month that my money is go going gone fast and furiously. And to think that I just realized that, I do need salvation army financial version, and that first thing come to mind is... er... dad. Too bad he doesn't read my blog. Crap.
As I was putting the links together in the steps of destruction to my precious account, output was in mad pace. At first, it was my cam gone awry with a bruise on the screen, then my contact lenses solution. And then have to go back KL, which means after 3 months of absence, there are dozens and tons of things to pack up in order to survive (TV series Survivor is total crap for me in this context).
Then, my car bat gone. Then I bought a fuckingdamnexpensive moisturizer that I thought was like RM10 and without looking at the price, just grab. It is 3X that price. Niamah. Showed how noob I am in facial stuff.
And then, there is the indulgence in food and going places. Petrol and rice is the modern Depression Era stuff, and most of my activities involved them. Now, don't tell me to be thrifty on food expenses. Been there, done that. Stopped by at most 5 days. Fail miserably. Gah.
And then, the new sems starts, which comes all the books and college fees. Fark.
And now, just 5 minutes ago, my specs go huan heng, and spoiled. Longer fark.
I think I need financial management, consult and advice is welcomed. And so is the spiritual aunty-like belief that bad financial luck would go away sort of thing.
Now, come to think of it, I am glad my dad doesn't read my blog. Or does he?
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Bon Voyage Cynthia
As usual, the pics are hard to come by. So, while waiting, I will go into the other event that also involved pics that hard to come by too.
This was a farewell event for Cynthia, our beloved friend that is going to Liverpool, England for further studies. Luna Bar was the preferred choice.
Going to Luna Bar is simple. Going up Luna Bar is sort of complicated if you don't get reference from websites. Basically, it was well-known for its breezy and relaxing atmosphere, located on the rooftop of Pacific Regency, with great night views and bizarre names (try ordering the Blow Job, you won't get the literal one) for their drinks. It wasn't breezy and relaxing as advertised that day tho, with definitely no hint of wind and techno music all night long.
Too bad we didn't had a nice cam with us. The best we can come up with is Lydia's SE W200i. I'll let the pics do the talking...
Luna Bar from our initial sitting. Stim part is they are renovating the upper storey. How convenient.
The main character in red (or isit pink?).
The kinky-named drinks.
KL Tower view.
The optimal, more Feng Shui place for a nice view out.
Pool view from the bar.
Vintage mermaid-on-the-rocks-sortlike pic of Cynthia.
Crew-and-cast pic.
As of the publish date of this post, I would like to say, Bon Voyage, Cyn. We will miss you....and don't..panic.
This was a farewell event for Cynthia, our beloved friend that is going to Liverpool, England for further studies. Luna Bar was the preferred choice.
Going to Luna Bar is simple. Going up Luna Bar is sort of complicated if you don't get reference from websites. Basically, it was well-known for its breezy and relaxing atmosphere, located on the rooftop of Pacific Regency, with great night views and bizarre names (try ordering the Blow Job, you won't get the literal one) for their drinks. It wasn't breezy and relaxing as advertised that day tho, with definitely no hint of wind and techno music all night long.
Too bad we didn't had a nice cam with us. The best we can come up with is Lydia's SE W200i. I'll let the pics do the talking...
Luna Bar from our initial sitting. Stim part is they are renovating the upper storey. How convenient.
The main character in red (or isit pink?).
The kinky-named drinks.
KL Tower view.
The optimal, more Feng Shui place for a nice view out.
Pool view from the bar.
Vintage mermaid-on-the-rocks-sortlike pic of Cynthia.
Crew-and-cast pic.
As of the publish date of this post, I would like to say, Bon Voyage, Cyn. We will miss you....and don't..panic.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Savouring Penang
I was talking to Denise about how Penang was sorta dead and I want to return to KL asap the other day, and I guess I want to take that back now. In fact, the four short days here was much more meaningful than the three long months that I spent working here.
Day one was rather bored, hence the sorta-dead conversation. It was some quality time with parents and sis and also my pet dog Murphy. Nothing out of routine.
Day two was rather a day that I wander Penang alone. After dropping sis to work, I went to Paradise Hotel private beach at Batu Ferringhi, which was a thing I sort of embraced 6 months ago. There was nobody there, and under the inviting morning sun and the ever calming waves, I sat at the soft silky sand, sometimes staring at the horizon and sometimes closing my eyes to hear the waves emerging and going, as if taking my troubles away with them by sweeps. Throughout the years I lived in the island, I took the beaches for granted. Appreciation always come when you are missing it at some point.
It was nearly lunch time before I left. I decided not to have lunch and visited several temples, which I seldom go alone. Later, a visit to the Buddhist temple at Kampar Road was much needed as I missed to come here on Wesak Day for the second time in a row. After making some offerings, I had a brief meditation inside the shrine where the Lying Buddha..er...lies. Another of my calming therapy. I felt very calm now, heh.
Day three was an ambassador-role sort of day, where I accompanied Lydia and her Taiping/KL friends to Batu Lanchang for lunch and also Gurney Plaza, which obviously they don't need much guidance there. I left to fetch my sis while Thomas hanged out with his old buddies. At night, a dinner with close relatives much summed up the day.
Speaking of old buddies, day four was where all gatherings and reunions are organized. I will reserve the next post for this day. With pics, I hoped.
Day one was rather bored, hence the sorta-dead conversation. It was some quality time with parents and sis and also my pet dog Murphy. Nothing out of routine.
Day two was rather a day that I wander Penang alone. After dropping sis to work, I went to Paradise Hotel private beach at Batu Ferringhi, which was a thing I sort of embraced 6 months ago. There was nobody there, and under the inviting morning sun and the ever calming waves, I sat at the soft silky sand, sometimes staring at the horizon and sometimes closing my eyes to hear the waves emerging and going, as if taking my troubles away with them by sweeps. Throughout the years I lived in the island, I took the beaches for granted. Appreciation always come when you are missing it at some point.
It was nearly lunch time before I left. I decided not to have lunch and visited several temples, which I seldom go alone. Later, a visit to the Buddhist temple at Kampar Road was much needed as I missed to come here on Wesak Day for the second time in a row. After making some offerings, I had a brief meditation inside the shrine where the Lying Buddha..er...lies. Another of my calming therapy. I felt very calm now, heh.
Day three was an ambassador-role sort of day, where I accompanied Lydia and her Taiping/KL friends to Batu Lanchang for lunch and also Gurney Plaza, which obviously they don't need much guidance there. I left to fetch my sis while Thomas hanged out with his old buddies. At night, a dinner with close relatives much summed up the day.
Speaking of old buddies, day four was where all gatherings and reunions are organized. I will reserve the next post for this day. With pics, I hoped.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Template
The art was so cool, that it was love at first sight. I don't know about the rest of the page...but...the art was so so cool. Sounds gay, but what the hell. It's time to change anyway. The previous one is a lil'bit dull now. Hope you guys like it.
Thanks to skins4blogger.
Thanks to skins4blogger.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Out of Routine Pt. 2
Part 2 ain't going to be with lots of photo, partly we are already tired, and partly there was nothing interesting to take anymore.. So, its just some brief walk through from part 1. They say sequels are not as good as the original, don't they? I will make that point here then.
Packing up for the next destination.
We headed for Seremban town area for lunch. One thing worth mentioning is that even within the usual lunch break time, the town area was still moving at a very slow pace. Car driving slowly, people walk in slumber mode, no frantic horns and car park was easy to find. Even the chicken rice lady took 15 minutes to serve us. That is the only crappy part as we were starving.
As it was still early, we decided, albeit impulsively, to head to Port Dickson. It was another 30 minutes south and the challenging part is none of us was really sure how to get there. So we decided to follow the road signs.
After half an hour drive, PD town area was, thank goodness, within sight.
Map of PD.
We went resort-hopping and intruded private beaches. Most of them were basically dead as it wasn't the holiday season. The beach were like places that gone into seclusion due to epidemic virus. That is until Jan told me that these weren't the exact beaches that provides the fun. Shoulda say earlier la.
We drove further down (or up, I'm lost with the direction part). And we came to the real PD. Sort of. It was like the ones that is in Penang, with people sunbathing, jet-skiing and banana-boating. One thing that is different is the quality of the sand. It was much more smoother and compact compared to the ones in Penang. As I said, too bad, there ain't no pictures for that.
PD, with traits similar to ones in Gurney Drive, Pg.
Catching the sun.
Just to prove that we are in PD....
We decided to call it a day.... Or maybe not. Half way through the North-South Expressway, we detoured to Kajang for their famous satay.
The famous satay place.
It was slightly over rated as I don't see or taste something special about it. Nevertheless, it ain't bad and there was nothing to complain about.
As for the decided-to-call-the-day part? That is now.
Packing up for the next destination.
We headed for Seremban town area for lunch. One thing worth mentioning is that even within the usual lunch break time, the town area was still moving at a very slow pace. Car driving slowly, people walk in slumber mode, no frantic horns and car park was easy to find. Even the chicken rice lady took 15 minutes to serve us. That is the only crappy part as we were starving.
As it was still early, we decided, albeit impulsively, to head to Port Dickson. It was another 30 minutes south and the challenging part is none of us was really sure how to get there. So we decided to follow the road signs.
After half an hour drive, PD town area was, thank goodness, within sight.
Map of PD.
We went resort-hopping and intruded private beaches. Most of them were basically dead as it wasn't the holiday season. The beach were like places that gone into seclusion due to epidemic virus. That is until Jan told me that these weren't the exact beaches that provides the fun. Shoulda say earlier la.
We drove further down (or up, I'm lost with the direction part). And we came to the real PD. Sort of. It was like the ones that is in Penang, with people sunbathing, jet-skiing and banana-boating. One thing that is different is the quality of the sand. It was much more smoother and compact compared to the ones in Penang. As I said, too bad, there ain't no pictures for that.
PD, with traits similar to ones in Gurney Drive, Pg.
Catching the sun.
Just to prove that we are in PD....
We decided to call it a day.... Or maybe not. Half way through the North-South Expressway, we detoured to Kajang for their famous satay.
The famous satay place.
It was slightly over rated as I don't see or taste something special about it. Nevertheless, it ain't bad and there was nothing to complain about.
As for the decided-to-call-the-day part? That is now.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Out of Routine Pt. 1
The best trips are always unplanned. At least, that is what I have learned in these few good years in college.
Stoning over Teh O'Ais-es, we came up with an idea to visit Vince's hometown, Jelebu. 3 hours later, we are on the way for an impromptu trip to Negeri Sembilan.
It was my first trip to the state as I can't think of a reason to visit, until now. At 7.30am, we took off, heading out to Jalan Bunga Raya exit of MRR2 to Little Genting and then through the trunk road heading towards the Kuala Kelawang. The serenity through all those hill roads are the nicest thing to serve as a calming effect to the hectic life in KL.
A former mining lombong.
The point here is..you can do whatever you want and not get hit by a car....
...or at least that is what they say. Hehee.
On the way through hills.
Civilization 500m ahead.
We reached Jeram Toi around 10am. More info about Jeram Toi, click here.
The fun begins here....
Strong men conquering waterfall. XD
It took a lot of timing training before we can take such pics.
Who says you need to be a superhero to levitate?
Lok the Blardy Poser.
Combo pics of a sexy shampoo ad.
Nature.
After a two hour refreshing-natural-spa-type treatment, it is time to work our stomach.
To be continued......
Stoning over Teh O'Ais-es, we came up with an idea to visit Vince's hometown, Jelebu. 3 hours later, we are on the way for an impromptu trip to Negeri Sembilan.
It was my first trip to the state as I can't think of a reason to visit, until now. At 7.30am, we took off, heading out to Jalan Bunga Raya exit of MRR2 to Little Genting and then through the trunk road heading towards the Kuala Kelawang. The serenity through all those hill roads are the nicest thing to serve as a calming effect to the hectic life in KL.
A former mining lombong.
The point here is..you can do whatever you want and not get hit by a car....
...or at least that is what they say. Hehee.
On the way through hills.
Civilization 500m ahead.
We reached Jeram Toi around 10am. More info about Jeram Toi, click here.
The fun begins here....
Strong men conquering waterfall. XD
It took a lot of timing training before we can take such pics.
Who says you need to be a superhero to levitate?
Lok the Blardy Poser.
Combo pics of a sexy shampoo ad.
Nature.
After a two hour refreshing-natural-spa-type treatment, it is time to work our stomach.
To be continued......
Monday, May 12, 2008
Mom's Day
First of all of course..to my mom....Happy Mother's Day.
Tho I know it ain't easy for you to click all the way through all those difficult buttons just to see me wishing you here. But if you happened to drop by..here's a short sincere message for you.
It is my first mother's day that I can't spend with you. We'll celebrate a belated one tho when I come back next week.
Hope you received the ring that both me and sis had bought for you.
Somehow, I felt by not being at your side, ironically, Mom's Day felt more meaningful. I contemplate on what you've contributed to my life and smiled proudly at what you had give me. Although I hated your frequent bugging and nagging (I still do..heh), you always had a place in my heart. Hurtful it may seems that I tend to ignore and brush off what you said, I had always know what you meant. It had always seems ridiculous when you blurted out, but it somehow always make sense after that.
All in all, I love you, mom. And I'm missing you here.
Tho I know it ain't easy for you to click all the way through all those difficult buttons just to see me wishing you here. But if you happened to drop by..here's a short sincere message for you.
It is my first mother's day that I can't spend with you. We'll celebrate a belated one tho when I come back next week.
Hope you received the ring that both me and sis had bought for you.
Somehow, I felt by not being at your side, ironically, Mom's Day felt more meaningful. I contemplate on what you've contributed to my life and smiled proudly at what you had give me. Although I hated your frequent bugging and nagging (I still do..heh), you always had a place in my heart. Hurtful it may seems that I tend to ignore and brush off what you said, I had always know what you meant. It had always seems ridiculous when you blurted out, but it somehow always make sense after that.
All in all, I love you, mom. And I'm missing you here.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Light Up
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads
Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Adapted from "Run" by Snow Patrol
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads
Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Adapted from "Run" by Snow Patrol
Monday, May 05, 2008
Tribute to Torro
Boys are in awe of his footie skills. Girls in awe of his cute innocent kiddy face.
In all, Fernando Torres is simply sensational. 30 plus goals in first season of the English game, 17 goals out of 18 matches, 8 consecutive home matches in scoring goals..blahblah. Do the math.
El Nino, literally "The Kid".
Liverpool got him for 23 mil pounds, which many fans, including me, doubted that he was overvalued. 12 months later, the 23 mil has been paid back with his swift adaptability in EPL.
Go you-tubing around for his performance and goals and you will know how to spell "Sensational".
As a Red, I pay my tribute to the entertainment that Torres had given us something to be proud of in the goal scoring charts that had been absent in the past few season. If this continues, Cristiano "the Oscar Winner for Best Actor" Ronaldo can stump his feet, whine like a baby and pee in his pants for acting childish and thought he can lansi around with his leg-tangling skills. Mind you, he got skills but being professional is another matter. Ask Torres how he did it.
Cristiano who?
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Current Addiction
With the workload finally off, it is time to indulge before going into an expected hectic college life.
Therefore, going addict in something will definitely convincingly not going to hurt when studies start, right? Right?
TV Series Category:
Watched it sparingly back in the days when I was still in secondary. Now, I just want to own it. 5 seasons to catch up sure is a long way. Everything rocks about it. The characters (their forensic specialist is a goth figure who sleeps in coffins, how cool is that?), the spontaneous dead-pan humour and the oh-so-addictive theme song. It is a death penalty if my hands are not on it.
Games category:
Prior to the sequel, it is best to rediscover the classic. Ever since discovering the launching of SC2, I can't help but to kick ass again.
Therefore, going addict in something will definitely convincingly not going to hurt when studies start, right? Right?
TV Series Category:
Watched it sparingly back in the days when I was still in secondary. Now, I just want to own it. 5 seasons to catch up sure is a long way. Everything rocks about it. The characters (their forensic specialist is a goth figure who sleeps in coffins, how cool is that?), the spontaneous dead-pan humour and the oh-so-addictive theme song. It is a death penalty if my hands are not on it.
Games category:
Prior to the sequel, it is best to rediscover the classic. Ever since discovering the launching of SC2, I can't help but to kick ass again.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Start The Day With....
...the Nescafe Dispenser Machine! Or whatever you call it...doesn't matter. This is the machine that had so frequently save my day in the often monotonous office days.
People who goes to work should know the feeling when you first step into the office. It's the grumpy zombie-like floor-dragging feeling, that is unless you are an enthusiastic/workaholic/ass-kissing-type of worker who goes around smiling and chirping away "good morning" to the shock of other sleepy workers.
Often, after setting up my desk, I headed straight to the pantry for a cup of Milo, my preference of a wake-up call.
"At your service, me lord."
It was too easy. All you have to do is press the button, and the beverage-ish sound of the drink pouring into your cup is so welcoming. Plus, they have this layer of bubbly thick surface that makes you go "mmmm".
Now, now..which of you needs pressing?
After the rude sipping of the hot beverage, it just let the brain go "tink!" And hey, time to start work liao.
How I wish I can have this in at home. I should grab it back on my last day at work. XD
People who goes to work should know the feeling when you first step into the office. It's the grumpy zombie-like floor-dragging feeling, that is unless you are an enthusiastic/workaholic/ass-kissing-type of worker who goes around smiling and chirping away "good morning" to the shock of other sleepy workers.
Often, after setting up my desk, I headed straight to the pantry for a cup of Milo, my preference of a wake-up call.
"At your service, me lord."
It was too easy. All you have to do is press the button, and the beverage-ish sound of the drink pouring into your cup is so welcoming. Plus, they have this layer of bubbly thick surface that makes you go "mmmm".
Now, now..which of you needs pressing?
After the rude sipping of the hot beverage, it just let the brain go "tink!" And hey, time to start work liao.
How I wish I can have this in at home. I should grab it back on my last day at work. XD
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Things I Did in Jams
Traffic jams are tedious. Like so clichéd. So are boring office hours. Thus, I come up with a few idiotic wu liao things that I had done while on the way to work.
1. Sing to all the songs to the pitch of the Chipmunks.
2. Listen to the morning crews and laugh at the slightest hint of joke so blatantly that the driver beside might think: “Damn, he must be coo-cooed.”
3. Curse everybody else with the voice of Patrick (SpongeBob’s dumbass starfish friend).
4. Talk to the car. It might be therapeutic for it.
5. Remix the songs with the “Wassups” and “Yeah,yeah” eventho you knew it does not fit.
6. Lydia’s idea of summing up the numbers on the car plates. Keeps the brain working.
7. The unethical art of tailgating a car OR go slowly if someone else is tailgating behind. Call me a jerk.
8. Try staring at the rearview mirror of the car in front of you. A way to instill fear. Good way to let the driver know that he/she just pissed you off.
Try them at your own risk. I am so totally not responsible for the traumatic consequences that may come your way
1. Sing to all the songs to the pitch of the Chipmunks.
2. Listen to the morning crews and laugh at the slightest hint of joke so blatantly that the driver beside might think: “Damn, he must be coo-cooed.”
3. Curse everybody else with the voice of Patrick (SpongeBob’s dumbass starfish friend).
4. Talk to the car. It might be therapeutic for it.
5. Remix the songs with the “Wassups” and “Yeah,yeah” eventho you knew it does not fit.
6. Lydia’s idea of summing up the numbers on the car plates. Keeps the brain working.
7. The unethical art of tailgating a car OR go slowly if someone else is tailgating behind. Call me a jerk.
8. Try staring at the rearview mirror of the car in front of you. A way to instill fear. Good way to let the driver know that he/she just pissed you off.
Try them at your own risk. I am so totally not responsible for the traumatic consequences that may come your way
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Tag Tagging Tagged Taggen.
It’s the office. I have the right to blog right? Right?
1. Do you eat a lot of fast food?
Recently yes.
2. Besides your mouth, where is your favorite spot to get kissed?
Can u give me some privacy on this?
3. Have you kissed anyone in 2008?
Nope for the moment.
4. Were you happy when you woke up today?
I’m grumpy when I woke up everyday.
5. Have you ever streaked?
Shout is a better word.
6. Are you an understanding person?
I think I’m good at listening. Just dono if I understand. Bleh.
7. What was the last movie you saw in theaters?
Dan In Not So Real Life.
8. Did you pray before you went to bed last night?
I prayed when I woke up today.
9. What did you last get upset about?
After a totally bad football day.
10. Do you eat candy on a daily basis?
I hate candies.
11. Does it make you happy to get letters in the mail?
No. I’m not a mail person.
12. Who was the last person to text you?
Nicholas.
13. What are you looking forward to this summer?
:: It’s summer the whole year in Malaysia. Gah.
14. Who was the last person you ate with?
Colleague
15. Do raisins belong in cookies?
I hate raisins belonging to some other things. It is best at its own.
16. What's your screen name?
Read the screen la. So lazy meh.
17. Walking into a party, what's the first thing you notice?
People. Duh.
18. Are you currently taking a science class in school?
Do Social Sciences count?
19. You've just won a free vacation to either South America or North Korea?
América del Sur. Babes are cooler than missiles hands down.
20.Kiss on the first date?
Why not?
21. Would you rather have chicken or steak?
Chicken. Beef is strictly “non-halal” to me.
22. Why did your last relationship end?
Because I don’t have one.
23. What's one thing you've learned??
Listening is always better than commenting.
24. Who was the last person you took a picture of?
So long ago. Can’t remember.
25. How often do you see your exes?
I had none.
26. Who was the last baby you held?
My cousin’s.
27. Would you ever donate blood?
Yes I did and will.
28. How many snack machines are in your school?
None. My college is a healthy place.
29. Have you ever felt replaced?
So fucking many times.
30. Are there deerheads covering any walls in your house?
Greenpeace! Greenpeace!
31. Do you believe in karma?
Karma Sutra? Hmm..kinky.
32. Have you ever been asked out?
Asked out of a room…yes.
33. Are you good at telling jokes?
When people laugh at it, it is good right?
34. Have you ever driven without a license?
Yeah.
35. How is your ex-boyfriend/ex-girlfriend doing?
Irrelevant.
36. Do you wish you had smaller feet?
Why? I’m happy with what I have.
37. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?
Definitely. I appreciate that.
38. When ordering sushi, what do you get?
Sushi.
39. How many of your friends have seen you naked?
Irrelevant.
40. Do you write in cursive or in print?
My way.
41. Would you rather have a boyfriend/girlfriend, or friends with benefits?
Girlfriend with benefits.
42. Who was the last person you sat next to?
Janice, my colleague.
43. What were you doing at 10 am?
Teaching Vietnamese BM. Like cats talking to dogs.
44. Are you different now than you were six months ago?
Of course. 20 into 21 in the past six months officially.
45. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?
Arrgh….Milo.
1. Do you eat a lot of fast food?
Recently yes.
2. Besides your mouth, where is your favorite spot to get kissed?
Can u give me some privacy on this?
3. Have you kissed anyone in 2008?
Nope for the moment.
4. Were you happy when you woke up today?
I’m grumpy when I woke up everyday.
5. Have you ever streaked?
Shout is a better word.
6. Are you an understanding person?
I think I’m good at listening. Just dono if I understand. Bleh.
7. What was the last movie you saw in theaters?
Dan In Not So Real Life.
8. Did you pray before you went to bed last night?
I prayed when I woke up today.
9. What did you last get upset about?
After a totally bad football day.
10. Do you eat candy on a daily basis?
I hate candies.
11. Does it make you happy to get letters in the mail?
No. I’m not a mail person.
12. Who was the last person to text you?
Nicholas.
13. What are you looking forward to this summer?
:: It’s summer the whole year in Malaysia. Gah.
14. Who was the last person you ate with?
Colleague
15. Do raisins belong in cookies?
I hate raisins belonging to some other things. It is best at its own.
16. What's your screen name?
Read the screen la. So lazy meh.
17. Walking into a party, what's the first thing you notice?
People. Duh.
18. Are you currently taking a science class in school?
Do Social Sciences count?
19. You've just won a free vacation to either South America or North Korea?
América del Sur. Babes are cooler than missiles hands down.
20.Kiss on the first date?
Why not?
21. Would you rather have chicken or steak?
Chicken. Beef is strictly “non-halal” to me.
22. Why did your last relationship end?
Because I don’t have one.
23. What's one thing you've learned??
Listening is always better than commenting.
24. Who was the last person you took a picture of?
So long ago. Can’t remember.
25. How often do you see your exes?
I had none.
26. Who was the last baby you held?
My cousin’s.
27. Would you ever donate blood?
Yes I did and will.
28. How many snack machines are in your school?
None. My college is a healthy place.
29. Have you ever felt replaced?
So fucking many times.
30. Are there deerheads covering any walls in your house?
Greenpeace! Greenpeace!
31. Do you believe in karma?
Karma Sutra? Hmm..kinky.
32. Have you ever been asked out?
Asked out of a room…yes.
33. Are you good at telling jokes?
When people laugh at it, it is good right?
34. Have you ever driven without a license?
Yeah.
35. How is your ex-boyfriend/ex-girlfriend doing?
Irrelevant.
36. Do you wish you had smaller feet?
Why? I’m happy with what I have.
37. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?
Definitely. I appreciate that.
38. When ordering sushi, what do you get?
Sushi.
39. How many of your friends have seen you naked?
Irrelevant.
40. Do you write in cursive or in print?
My way.
41. Would you rather have a boyfriend/girlfriend, or friends with benefits?
Girlfriend with benefits.
42. Who was the last person you sat next to?
Janice, my colleague.
43. What were you doing at 10 am?
Teaching Vietnamese BM. Like cats talking to dogs.
44. Are you different now than you were six months ago?
Of course. 20 into 21 in the past six months officially.
45. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?
Arrgh….Milo.
Monday, April 21, 2008
Featuring the No Ballers in Media
These days the news papers are full of total crap. It’s more like a command platform and kao pe kao bo/ blaming podium than an information centre. No believe? Just look at a few examples:
“Barisan urged to set up Puteri division”
“Samy: All Barisan leaders to blame”
“Use land for planting crops, firms urged”
“Don’t waste money on needless luxuries, agencies told”
“Dr Khir urges Abdullah to step down now”
“Umno needs to move forward, says Hisham”
“Zahid: Don’t pressure Pak Lah”
And these are only the last 3 days samples.
What the heck they think the newspapers are? A place for them to urge here, complain there, blaming here, grumble there. I’m tired of reading mainstreams nowadays. Can’t they just talk directly to the person involved, face to face? One thing’s for sure. They don’t have balls. In the end, we readers have to be victims of their rantings. Gaaahh.
“Barisan urged to set up Puteri division”
“Samy: All Barisan leaders to blame”
“Use land for planting crops, firms urged”
“Don’t waste money on needless luxuries, agencies told”
“Dr Khir urges Abdullah to step down now”
“Umno needs to move forward, says Hisham”
“Zahid: Don’t pressure Pak Lah”
And these are only the last 3 days samples.
What the heck they think the newspapers are? A place for them to urge here, complain there, blaming here, grumble there. I’m tired of reading mainstreams nowadays. Can’t they just talk directly to the person involved, face to face? One thing’s for sure. They don’t have balls. In the end, we readers have to be victims of their rantings. Gaaahh.
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Boys Will Be Boys
A conversation between 3 guys.
Colleague A: We had a potential customer in the name of CIBA Vision.
Colleague B: Oh, what did they do?
Me: They produce contact lenses.
Colleague B: I see. What again? Siba Vision?
Colleague A: (Starting to smirk) Yes, it is spelled C-I-B-A.
(From this moment on, we have to compete for the who-will-be-the-last-to-laugh award)
Colleague B: They pronounce Siba?
Colleague A: (Trying to act dumb) Yea. What do you expect them to pronounce?
Colleague B: Chiba?
Me: Kiba?
Colleague A: Chiba. Some Ah Tu Ah Kau (people with no or little education) will probably ask…Cib*i Vision? When wear edi, can see that one ah?
Nobody won the last-to-laugh award.
Note that:
Colleague A is a married man with 2 kids who is the manager of a certain dept. who works the shit out of him and is hard line serious of his work.
Colleague B is a married man who is so serious in making deals complete that he, as far as I know, never failed..
Moral of the story:
Regardless of status and age, when together, boys will definitely be boys.
Seriously, it's pronounced si-ba right?
Colleague A: We had a potential customer in the name of CIBA Vision.
Colleague B: Oh, what did they do?
Me: They produce contact lenses.
Colleague B: I see. What again? Siba Vision?
Colleague A: (Starting to smirk) Yes, it is spelled C-I-B-A.
(From this moment on, we have to compete for the who-will-be-the-last-to-laugh award)
Colleague B: They pronounce Siba?
Colleague A: (Trying to act dumb) Yea. What do you expect them to pronounce?
Colleague B: Chiba?
Me: Kiba?
Colleague A: Chiba. Some Ah Tu Ah Kau (people with no or little education) will probably ask…Cib*i Vision? When wear edi, can see that one ah?
Nobody won the last-to-laugh award.
Note that:
Colleague A is a married man with 2 kids who is the manager of a certain dept. who works the shit out of him and is hard line serious of his work.
Colleague B is a married man who is so serious in making deals complete that he, as far as I know, never failed..
Moral of the story:
Regardless of status and age, when together, boys will definitely be boys.
Seriously, it's pronounced si-ba right?
Random Post Due to Boredom
Almost a year has passed since I tore my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL). As a result, my movements are limited and an intense active lifestyle robbed.
But being the stubborn inpatient impulsive person, I can’t wait for a total recovery and did sport prematurely. You guessed it, time and again, my knee failed to support me and went tumbling down like fatass Humpty Dumpty and suffered pain all over again. Dumbass, you say. Yes, it might be. But I rather choose pain than going senile. Yes, I am a sadist idiot.
During the testing times, I tried to adapt to the newly implied limit. In sports, instead of being the offensive hard line bulldozer, I was obliged to be an unnoticed stealthy silent turtle in games. In daily life, instead of the usually steroid-charged (not literally) aggressor, I learned to diminish the tempo. It is sort of a torment for a need-for-speed guy. But then again, it can be a blessing in disguise. My chance of a cardio arrest is probably lessened.
ACL casualty, Michael Owen, as motivator.
(above) Owen with ACL tear during 2006 Euro
(below) Owen scoring just this weekend for Newcastle.
Lately, I noticed improvements in my movements especially in sports. I felt a sense of contribution to the last few games I played since the occurred injury. But it did not come suddenly. Confidence is like the Roman Empire. They don't suddenly appear.
Combined with the adaptation made during the recovery period, I see a wider dimension and a better reading of my activities. And yeah, I learned my lesson, my friends should be grateful that I can walk with them, not in front them like I once did.
Again, life goes on. And I am blogging this out of office boredom and the Internet line out and with inadequate motivation to work. As if my boss cares.
Eu out.
But being the stubborn inpatient impulsive person, I can’t wait for a total recovery and did sport prematurely. You guessed it, time and again, my knee failed to support me and went tumbling down like fatass Humpty Dumpty and suffered pain all over again. Dumbass, you say. Yes, it might be. But I rather choose pain than going senile. Yes, I am a sadist idiot.
During the testing times, I tried to adapt to the newly implied limit. In sports, instead of being the offensive hard line bulldozer, I was obliged to be an unnoticed stealthy silent turtle in games. In daily life, instead of the usually steroid-charged (not literally) aggressor, I learned to diminish the tempo. It is sort of a torment for a need-for-speed guy. But then again, it can be a blessing in disguise. My chance of a cardio arrest is probably lessened.
ACL casualty, Michael Owen, as motivator.
(above) Owen with ACL tear during 2006 Euro
(below) Owen scoring just this weekend for Newcastle.
Lately, I noticed improvements in my movements especially in sports. I felt a sense of contribution to the last few games I played since the occurred injury. But it did not come suddenly. Confidence is like the Roman Empire. They don't suddenly appear.
Combined with the adaptation made during the recovery period, I see a wider dimension and a better reading of my activities. And yeah, I learned my lesson, my friends should be grateful that I can walk with them, not in front them like I once did.
Again, life goes on. And I am blogging this out of office boredom and the Internet line out and with inadequate motivation to work. As if my boss cares.
Eu out.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Two Decades and One Year of Existence
My birthday is on April 2nd. No bullshit. It ain't some April Fool's Joke. According to the legend, I nearly came out as a "fool", but I hold a bit longer (or rather my mom hold a lil bit longer) and here I am, after two decades, writing this crappy blog.
Thought that is bullshit? You shouldn't. Its not a legend, its a fact. And I thank my mom for being so considerate. ^^
21. A milestone that is such a hype. You know, those coming-to-age, free-to-do-thing-anything, right-to-blah-blah-blah stuff. For me, it is just a circle of life we have to go through and being wiser (READ: older) at the same time. Bah, too philosophic. Zzz..
Anyway, it was a rather quiet peaceful celebration both with my family and with my colleagues at work. I was rather surprise with the latter who celebrated with me. Thanks guys.
And speaking of appreciation, here goes to all the people who had (or hadn't because you forgot and realize it was too late and send me a Happy Belated Birthday message, which I will eventually accept lah) send me messages, wishes and blessings. No matter how, you guys played a part in my life and it is what makes me who I am today (this is the part you should grab a tissue and say : "awww").
Ah yes, life goes on. Another of such token-of-appreciation-post next year k?
21 and still going.
Thought that is bullshit? You shouldn't. Its not a legend, its a fact. And I thank my mom for being so considerate. ^^
21. A milestone that is such a hype. You know, those coming-to-age, free-to-do-thing-anything, right-to-blah-blah-blah stuff. For me, it is just a circle of life we have to go through and being wiser (READ: older) at the same time. Bah, too philosophic. Zzz..
Anyway, it was a rather quiet peaceful celebration both with my family and with my colleagues at work. I was rather surprise with the latter who celebrated with me. Thanks guys.
And speaking of appreciation, here goes to all the people who had (or hadn't because you forgot and realize it was too late and send me a Happy Belated Birthday message, which I will eventually accept lah) send me messages, wishes and blessings. No matter how, you guys played a part in my life and it is what makes me who I am today (this is the part you should grab a tissue and say : "awww").
Ah yes, life goes on. Another of such token-of-appreciation-post next year k?
21 and still going.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Just a Tibetan Food for Thought
To all those who send me the Free Tibet and Support Dalai Lama messages:
I’m sorry to disappoint you. Because I support the Chinese government cause.
Not that I am against human rights or all these things. My personal opinion is that the Dalai Lama is incapable of even protecting his own people and was sort of talking bullshit in the media across the globe, far from his own people who are suffering in Tibet. And I am very sure all these rebellion and riot things are of the American CIA creation. Why not? You see what they can do in films.
All the way, Buddhism is always a peaceful religion. And to see the monks involving in this political chaos is so not according to the Buddhism teaching. Heart-wrenching it is.
And to entitle to a very personal opinion, the current Dalai Lama is just a puppet hooked to the hands of Big Uncle Sam to give trouble to the Chinese government and the Olympic event. He is just simply a disgrace who talks crap and do nothing except drinking tea with any CIA Director in a five-star suite and touring around the globe with his millions that CIA sponsored.
I’m sorry to disappoint you. Because I support the Chinese government cause.
Not that I am against human rights or all these things. My personal opinion is that the Dalai Lama is incapable of even protecting his own people and was sort of talking bullshit in the media across the globe, far from his own people who are suffering in Tibet. And I am very sure all these rebellion and riot things are of the American CIA creation. Why not? You see what they can do in films.
All the way, Buddhism is always a peaceful religion. And to see the monks involving in this political chaos is so not according to the Buddhism teaching. Heart-wrenching it is.
And to entitle to a very personal opinion, the current Dalai Lama is just a puppet hooked to the hands of Big Uncle Sam to give trouble to the Chinese government and the Olympic event. He is just simply a disgrace who talks crap and do nothing except drinking tea with any CIA Director in a five-star suite and touring around the globe with his millions that CIA sponsored.
Say Tak Nak To Smoking
Very cliche, but still...
The first thing that you do not need in a moody unmotivated morning is the second-hand smoke from smokers.
Conventionally having a breakfast, I am always gutted with people who smoke around me. Why? Read above.
While I always try to have a nice, secluded spot that keeps me away from them, there is always the glitch that you can’t stop people, especially smokers, to come along and sit at the table near you. Call me suey.
Then, the pack started coming out. The lighter lit. And the smoke parading away. This is where I go tulan.
Adding up to the situation, the guy this morning has a lansi face and was bragging in a loud-speaker voice that tenth-floor office staff can hear. Then came the ultimate break-point part. He blew a puff of smoke on my face.
So, I reactively and unintentionally give him cold hard mean stare. One thing that I do not know is that my stare can turn the roaring smoke-puffing lion into a whining pussy.
Apparently, he felt my rage aura and…well…apologized in the most guilty manner that I have ever seen. Being the ever..erhem…forgiving person, I smiled back. You see, he apologized, I will give him credit for that.
But then, the damage is done. Here in the office, I am ever the zombie-looking worker whose aura can diminish the approachable level of mine within the radius of the office parameter.
Moral of the story, smoking kills. It kills everything, including your mood to work.
Another community message brought to you by Eu Legacy.
The first thing that you do not need in a moody unmotivated morning is the second-hand smoke from smokers.
Conventionally having a breakfast, I am always gutted with people who smoke around me. Why? Read above.
While I always try to have a nice, secluded spot that keeps me away from them, there is always the glitch that you can’t stop people, especially smokers, to come along and sit at the table near you. Call me suey.
Then, the pack started coming out. The lighter lit. And the smoke parading away. This is where I go tulan.
Adding up to the situation, the guy this morning has a lansi face and was bragging in a loud-speaker voice that tenth-floor office staff can hear. Then came the ultimate break-point part. He blew a puff of smoke on my face.
So, I reactively and unintentionally give him cold hard mean stare. One thing that I do not know is that my stare can turn the roaring smoke-puffing lion into a whining pussy.
Apparently, he felt my rage aura and…well…apologized in the most guilty manner that I have ever seen. Being the ever..erhem…forgiving person, I smiled back. You see, he apologized, I will give him credit for that.
But then, the damage is done. Here in the office, I am ever the zombie-looking worker whose aura can diminish the approachable level of mine within the radius of the office parameter.
Moral of the story, smoking kills. It kills everything, including your mood to work.
Another community message brought to you by Eu Legacy.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
They Can Outsource Homework on Radio?!
The education world in Malaysia is becoming, albeit at an alarming speed, worrying.
Take this for instance…..
Have you ever come across people who go nationwide on radio to plead/beg desperately to do your assignment for them?
Apparently, this is what happened today on Fly.fm on my way to work.
They got this program call Fix It with the morning crew and a girl e-mailed and wanted her problem fixed.
Her problem? (roughly)
“I got assignments and I cant finish it……I ask one of my coursemate to do some for me for a fee but she refused. She did the assignment for my other coursemates and even my boyfriend but not me. Please can you call her and ask whether she can do this for me?”
She was whining and moaning and complaining all the way. Complaining that there soo many of the assignments lah, her bf got the service but not her lah, its unfair lah, blah blah….
My reaction? (mind the language here)
WTF? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? YOU WANT PEOPLE TO DO YOUR FUCKING HOMEWORK FOR YOU?! AND YOU ARE FUCKING BEGGING IT ON NATIONAL RADIO?!
I bet that the morning crew felt the same way…but since it is the “Fix It” show and its on national radio and they have to be professional, they called the one that does not want to give the service anyway.
And the bitch who begged just go whining and begging and complaining all over again.
The verdict is, thank god, that the morning crew can’t (rather: its Do Not Want To) fix it.
I was still going WTF on the issue for the next 10 minutes.
It is no doubt an open secret that these things happen. People pay others to do their assignments and all those plagiarism stuff. But this is sure on the next level. Pleading on national radio. ZOMG.
No wonder our education system is all so farked up. No wonder our university rankings are in free-falling mode. No wonder there are so many graduates who can’t even do a single thing right after they graduate. I seriously want to see the Education Minister’s face if he was listening to this.
As one of the SMS-es send into the station put it, “I knew that there is outsourcing in the work environment, but I never knew they can outsource homework too.
Frankly, I’m still feeling disgusted with the bee-yatch that goes national on this.
Take this for instance…..
Have you ever come across people who go nationwide on radio to plead/beg desperately to do your assignment for them?
Apparently, this is what happened today on Fly.fm on my way to work.
They got this program call Fix It with the morning crew and a girl e-mailed and wanted her problem fixed.
Her problem? (roughly)
“I got assignments and I cant finish it……I ask one of my coursemate to do some for me for a fee but she refused. She did the assignment for my other coursemates and even my boyfriend but not me. Please can you call her and ask whether she can do this for me?”
She was whining and moaning and complaining all the way. Complaining that there soo many of the assignments lah, her bf got the service but not her lah, its unfair lah, blah blah….
My reaction? (mind the language here)
WTF? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? YOU WANT PEOPLE TO DO YOUR FUCKING HOMEWORK FOR YOU?! AND YOU ARE FUCKING BEGGING IT ON NATIONAL RADIO?!
I bet that the morning crew felt the same way…but since it is the “Fix It” show and its on national radio and they have to be professional, they called the one that does not want to give the service anyway.
And the bitch who begged just go whining and begging and complaining all over again.
The verdict is, thank god, that the morning crew can’t (rather: its Do Not Want To) fix it.
I was still going WTF on the issue for the next 10 minutes.
It is no doubt an open secret that these things happen. People pay others to do their assignments and all those plagiarism stuff. But this is sure on the next level. Pleading on national radio. ZOMG.
No wonder our education system is all so farked up. No wonder our university rankings are in free-falling mode. No wonder there are so many graduates who can’t even do a single thing right after they graduate. I seriously want to see the Education Minister’s face if he was listening to this.
As one of the SMS-es send into the station put it, “I knew that there is outsourcing in the work environment, but I never knew they can outsource homework too.
Frankly, I’m still feeling disgusted with the bee-yatch that goes national on this.
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