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Behavior Style

2012-02-11T15:33:00.002+08:00

"Would you like to know more about your personality style? Why not fill out our quiz below and find out!

http://www.lifeskillsinternational.com/quiz.html

Personality styles are behavior styles people inherit. You can behave in any manner required, but your particular style is the one with which you are most comfortable." this part entirely copy and paste from the website itself. :P

Oh well I this is my first entry for 2012 blog...to reflect back 2011 was great ...too many ups and downs. I think more downs, but here I am, still standing tall; perhaps stronger :) ..this is a brand new 2012, and i've already feel the heat of uncertainties, quite a mysterious and challenging year. So I was just surfing through went I stumble upon this Behavior Style Quiz (applies for working purpose only). I took the quiz and I got the marks of

Direct : 28

Influential: 25

Steady: 7

Cautious: 12

Not sure how true is that, the least is, there is something indicative things that I can use to reflex back myself. The effect of not being blogging for a looooong time is I find my sentences, grammar & vocabs are sucks.

Direct/Influential

You are the most active of all styles. You seem driven and run others ragged. You accomplish more than others do. As a Direct/Influential person you are productive in your work but also intense in your recreational life. Your mind is always busy.

As a Direct/Influential person you allow aggression and downplay your need for affection. You control your environment in an overt way. You want others to think of you as strong. You judge others by their personal strength and social standing. You can be charming, direct, intimidating and use rewards to get your way. You are interested in controlling the environment by changing the person's mind. You compliment people, and get people to do what you want. If you don't get your way, you argue and may resort to a fight. You express yourself well and are persuasive. You tell instead of ask. As aDirect/Influential person you prefer to accomplish your goals by working through others instead of dominating them but will dominate them if you have to.

Your people skills and drive make you the perfect salesperson. You cheer others on. You appear fearless and love a challenge. As a Direct/Influential person you win any debate and if you lack facts, have no problem inventing the needed information. You tend to interrupt without realizing that it's bad manners however, what others have to say is very important to you.

As a Direct/Influential person you believe the end justifies the means. You know your goals but withhold the information from others in the beginning. You create the right environment first. You respect people who are powerful and important. You intimidate people you see as weak. As a Direct/Influential person you admire people who climb to the top at any cost. You create the environment you most want. You are impulsive. Because you sometimes act without thinking, you may blame the consequences for your actions on someone else. It couldn't possibly be your fault.

As a Direct/Influential person you frequently give mixed messages. A person feels you are friendly toward them yet, distancing yourself from them at the same time. People may feel used by you. Generally, you are well liked.

That's all folks...and you, what's your behavioral style?

PS: I love Dragon Year

Indeed

2011-09-30T13:06:00.000+08:00

Ba ya la, ya la...blogging la sy ni. Been fighting with the lazy side of me every now and then. Currently no blogging, no wall posting at facebook, no apa lagi aa...~ko tinguk, jammed sudah balik idea~

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Kebelakangan ini hidup terlalu stereotaip ... keja lewat d office dan menaip sambil mendengar stereo, itulah stereotaip hidup ku.

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So I take a chance on net surfing while trying to fry back my brain...and i stumble upon these...

"A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation. The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. But a few days later he came back to return the stone to the wise woman.I've been thinking,' he said, 'I know how valuable the stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me the stone."

The Wise Woman's Stone, Author Unknown

Indeed the world need more people with less greed & less needs but more deeds.

Wrap up...till then.

Tall Apple Tree

2011-07-07T20:44:00.000+08:00

It’s been awhile I did not make a phone call to my old best friend. When I read her wall post in FB, I knew that something is not right…definitely about her relationship with her boyfriend. Well, come to think it again, every relationship has the argument every now and then.

At first she was reluctant to say it, but me, as usual, being kay poh chee, insisting to know the story so bad (I guess old habit hard to die, isn’t it).

“ Tiada apa2 juga bah actually..even klu sy cerita sama ko, it’s just the same old story, we fight like mad, and then make amends in the end…but I’m kinda exhausted, because the way we make peace from it, I know it’s not a permanent solution. It becomes too normal already to have this argument. I’m tired. I need some times to be out of his sight for awhile.”

I paused for awhile, taking my deep breath. “Doesn’t that sounds familiar to you as well, Frank” I was thinking to myself.

“You know that when people say ‘Love grows’... indeed it’s true, and it grows along with the ‘unnecessary issues’ with it. The bad part is we are unaware about it; the worse is we tend to treat or solve it the same old way.

And again everything grows with time. You know; the tree you used to pluck the apple just by raising up your hand…not that hard to reach isn't it? But through time, you need greater height…you need to jump and jump higher to grab that big red apple. Same goes to the relationship …you’ve been with him for quite long and you both tend to treat the issues in the same old way, jumping the same momentum as before. Never realize it left some bad residues that poison your roots. You need better ways to solve it. You both need to grow tall as well…i hope you get it.” It feels like I’m advising my ownself.

“Hmmm…betul juga cakap ko kan…” she said. I sense some relief through her voice.

“I’ve been there too”

“Oya ka? So sama la situasi kita ni kan” she replied in smile…(ceh, mcm la sy tau dia senyum dlm perbualan telefon)

“Ya. The only difference is…at least you still have him”

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I should

2011-05-02T13:35:00.000+08:00

I should be blogging...I know I have many things to spit out but I'm stucked in the past-present-future life.
I should do some work-outs...I know I have a beer belly and eye bags of those tiring days & nights.

I can be whatever I want to be...but inside I am still me.

Apa la kunun suma ini? lol

Dices of Joke

2010-11-18T09:00:00.002+08:00

Life’s a joke. Either you become the laughing subject or one of them who laughs. They are making jokes like nobody business. It’s ok but not until that jokes unto someone else’s rights. Just not right.

The life you have is both lived by chance and choice. These two dices…you gotta play them smart. Because some smart asses gotta outsmart us and leaving us lived by choice…not our choice anymore.

Chance…is now and then passing by, and I don’t realize how many chances they are passing by actually. Like a shooting star. Is it there? I don’t even sure about the saying “Opportunity strikes twice” does resonate in my dices of life.

PS: Dear Frank, you cannot runaway from having doubt in your life? Swallow it

My Krabi Trip

2010-10-09T14:42:00.000+08:00

Krabi trip with my fellow colleagues during 10-12 September. Only now baru dtg mood mo post ni slideshow.

He's A Natural Asshole (according to Natural Geogrphc)

2010-08-25T19:24:00.004+08:00

It's been a wonderful morning this day. While driving my BMW 7 series (u know i'm kidding about my Vanessa Viva) ... I enjoyed listening to some sentimental love song. It sounded like chirping birds in early morning. So natural ... like nothing else matters.

And all of a sudden one very smart driver suddenly change lane towards my lane without any signal light given & within a short distance...and what the fork was that?? My wonderful natural morning have been ruined by this so called 'concerned-driver' who thinks he's driving an ambulance. Nasib baik sy sempat mengebrek (menekan brek)...ekkkhhhh (bunyi nya)...kikis tayarku. Babian (babi jadian) punya orang.

U know what? The sentimental love song that I listened just now feels like turned into audition of a american idols-reject, sing together all at once on my head. And the chirping little birds turn into hundreds of dogs barking as if they saw a ghost pass by. So annoying! I am annoyed! I am not a Pinoy (Well, nothing to do with Pinoy actually)

It is so natural for me to get pissed-off of that asshole. It is so normal these kind of things to happen nowadays...so in support of put-on-your-signal-light-before-changing-lane-in-adequate-distance campaign, he deserves a middle finger award...right into his eyeball. Mari ramai2 kita kasi dia award, before he starts to annoy your day too.

PS: If you don't know how to use the signal light, and your side mirror and also your steering wheel then the best option is to drive a lawn mower. Berguna dan berjasa.

"Selamat Menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan"

Tedium Cafe

2010-08-23T00:21:00.003+08:00

Here I go again, just making a short midnight stop at one of my old time place called ‘Tedium’ café. Not much is served here just a piece of paper and a pen to spill something instead of offering some food. This place is surrounded by mirrors on the walls, so I can reflect myself in many angles. I can hear some classical songs played… There is melancholy in the melody and sorrow in the lyric…played almost unheard. Wonder who turned that music on.

I was so thirsty… I order my favourite coffee at the counter. But this time, it is bitterer than I had tasted before. I mean where the sugar is for goodness sake. I didn’t complaint anyway (not as I used to). Maybe not tonight. I am trying to finish what I have started or the least to complete what was still undone. I sip slowly that coffee. It was not that bad after all. Whatever.

I’ve been hanging around inside the café for quite sometimes. Paid the bills and I walked out. Never sure when will be my next visit.

My Zodiak Profile

2010-08-17T02:53:00.001+08:00

This is not entirely truth but just in case when I am dramatically bored, this is something as a 'feel good' reading material...lol

Capricorn (December 22 to January 20). Your symbol is The Goat. Your element is Earth. Your ruling planet is Saturn. Qualities of Capricorn are: Ambitious, Humorous, Tolerant, Constructive, Confident,Organized, Goal-Oriented, Warm-Hearted, Tireless,Practical, Helpful, Prudent, Industrious & Patient. About your love life: You are a fantastic kisser, an erotic lover and a very sexy person. You are more compatible with: Cancer, Virgo, Taurus, Scorpio. You are less compatible with: Gemini, Aries, Leo. Your lucky color is Brown or Green. Your lucky stone is Garnet. Your lucky day is Saturday. Your lucky number is Eight. Your lucky metal is Lead.

With all due respect, No coal plant, Sir!

2010-07-28T22:33:00.005+08:00

Did you notice the "Say NO to Coal-Fired Plant in Sabah" posted on the left side of my blog. Well today I am gonna move further on this campaign. Seriously I don't earn anything from this campaign by myself...We all do. I keep on browsing articles, facts, figures and photos about the coal plant. None of them tell me it serves much benefits... In the long run, it ain't green, it's black. God, forbidden... I won't let it happen especially to my beloved state who always get the least but suffer the most. (Well, If you know what I mean).

I shall begin with pictures, since picture says thousands of words and with your rightfull inteligent, I leave it to you to decide either to do something or just 'diam' bak kata pepatah "diam tanda setuju". Say No!

Welcome to the future, my friends

Nightmare is it?

Then welcome home while we still can...

Ok, so we move on to the facts & figures as quoted from the http://www.ucsusa.org/ (Union of Concerned Scientist)

1. Burning coal - cause smog, acid rain, global warming and air toxics. A typical coal plant generates 3,700,000 tons of carbon dioxide (CO2), the primary human cause of global warming--as much carbon dioxide as cutting down 161 million trees.

2. Solid waste - a typical 500-megawatt coal plant includes more than 125,000 tons of ash and 193,000 tons of sludge from the smokestack scrubber each year.

3. Cooling water discharge - Once the 2.2 billion gallons of water have cycled through the coal-fired power plant, they are released back into the lake, river, or ocean. This "thermal pollution" can decrease fertility and increase heart rates in fish.

4. Waste heat - A typical coal power plant uses only 33-35% of the coal's heat to produce electricity.

5. Coal mining activities - Surface coal mining may dramatically alter the landscape. Underground mining is one of the most hazardous of occupations, killing and injuring many in accidents, and causing chronic health problems.

6. Coal transportation - A typical coal plant requires 40 railroad cars to supply 1.4 million tons in a year. That's 14,600 railroad cars a year. Railroad locomotives, which rely on diesel fuel, emit nearly 1 million tons of nitrogen oxide (NOx) and 52,000 tons of coarse and small particles in the United States.

and the list goes on but I'm afraid you will get bored of such things that you cannot imagine before your eyes, not yet by now.

I heard that this new proposed coal plant is claimed by some gigantic assholes that it will gonna be a 'clean' coal plant. Hello?! Just because you put the words 'clean' in front that will make all of us happy. I also can say "This is a clean ciggarrette, I smoke clean and healthy ciggarrette".

Logically, how they are going to make it as 'clean' as they claimed it can be. Even if they can, at first they must come up to tackle on the 6 main factors as per listed above. To my sound adjudicational capabilities, it does rise a COST to make it CLEAN before it serves the main purpose on generating ENERGY. What a WASTE of energy of generating another ENERGY. (refer waste heat)

All we need is a better management of energy efficiency. If you google it, you will found out that the best ENERGY is to improve efficiency on our ready-had plants (which are not destructive operating plants compare to coal plants)

All you can do is sign the petition and join us in facebook 1 & facebook 2. Because at first, I was thinking they can't do it if I didn't join. And now I am speaking the same language, I can't do it if you didn't lend a hand.

At least, for once in our lifetime we did something that is worth remembering, and that is worth fighting for. At least for once in a lifetime our blog page is not something for our own self-magnifying stories, and our facebook page is not just a social network.

For once in a lifetime... "Be the change you want to see in the world" - Mahatma Ghandi

PS: You might oso like to read my previous post

Orange

2010-07-28T19:37:00.003+08:00

I always prefer apple than orange…

But today I don’t know why…

I picked the orange…

I almost forgot how orange taste’s like…
It's so damn sweet...
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Yet I am still apple...

Not because of gravity

2010-07-28T19:06:00.000+08:00

The things that fall not because of gravity cannot be float like bubbles when the wind blows.

They just break all the imaginative rules that you ever think of.

If you just dive into that ocean of madness, just drink that water and you shall not be thirsty.

A long time ago

2010-07-09T19:32:00.004+08:00

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This was forwarded by Claire thru e-mail. I really like this cartoon script. Really hits home as I look back to our adult-hood...it's life in the fast lane...and oh my goat that is me working on the construction site...lol

Terrific Birds

2010-07-02T11:06:00.001+08:00

I think it was raining all night long last nite, I am not sure actually, I sleep like a log :P. I woke up a bit late today...body aches everywhere...it's damn tiring since I move into this new project, both physically and mentally.

When I was walking to my car this morning, I saw a flock of birds searching on the ground for some worms or insects for their early breakfast. Drove me to think how they can stand all the cold wind and heavy rain on their unsheltered nest last nite yet still manage to wake up early to find some food.

I paused for a while, stopped grumbling and join the other cars in the morning terrific traffic jam.

Falling awake

2010-06-23T18:47:00.004+08:00

It's been a long time since my last post. Not that I didn't have any thing to write but the fact that there are a lot of things that's running through my head falls me back to square one...nothing again. I don't have the luxury of time to surf the net at daytime as I used to have...but it seems that I kinda like it to be that way. But it's more to that...

Eagle in the dark

Feathers in the pages
Monkeys in my heart
Are rattleing their cages
Found a way to blue
Another ghost to follow
Said it's only up to you
It's the hardest pill to swallow

You never get to choose
You live on what they send you
And you know they're gonna use
Things you love against you
One foot in the grave
One foot in the shower
There's never time to save
You're paying by the hour

And that's just the way it goes
Falling awake
And that's just the way it goes

Slipping through the bars
Aware of the danger
Of riding in the cars
Taking candy from strangers
And you're never out of hand
Never out of pocket
I'm super sonic man
Do you wanna buy a rocket

Well that's just the way it goes
Falling awake
Falling awake
And that's just the way it goes
Falling awake
Falling awake

Eagle in the dark
Feathers in the pages
Monkeys in my heart
Are rattleing their cages
I could learn to play the game
Could learn to run the hustle
If I only had the brains
The money or the muscle

Because you are giant

2010-05-09T13:13:00.007+08:00

9th May 2010... It's Mother's Day. Dedicated to my inspiring mom who constantly believes in me. A friend to talk to and perhaps a can or two of beer (oso will do) to warm the conversation when I am at home.

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I am sorry I left home since 16 (you make me left...kanapa ko kasi masuk sy d asrama?) and we seldom met organically. But, thanks to you...you never change, I change a lot. Ooops I guess your beating stick also changes. And that beating stick you hold right there always knows when to snap when I am a bit ‘off-set’.

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When I was a toddler, just can't remember, how painful kau cubit sy dulu...mirah mirah lagi kulit saya, pastu mirah mirah lagi mata saya nangis. That time I thought that "You are the meanest giant I have ever face in my life (bah kicil bah sy waktu tu)" "Jaga ko klu sy sudah basar"

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When I was 8 or 9, that time my definition of fun, is without you eyeing me in every step I take. You really was the fun-destroyer back then. That time your beating stick is my own belt that you buy di tamu. I didn’t knew you bought it for some other purposes as well. Aduiii…bertaris taris lagi tu badan sy. “Kanapa bah ko terlampau jahat ni, Ma?” and drive me to think “Jaga ko klu sy sudah basar”

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And I still remember, I fight with my younger brother almost everyday. I was thinking “Mum, why you put IRAQ and US side by side geographically. I hate sharing room with him.” But makes me thinking how you can stand the suffering from us, the yelling, fighting, crying and nonsense lies I created just to make you be assured to back me up instead of my brother. Well, I guess I couldn’t win your heart that time and you just cruelly bomb us both. “Sakit baitu ko suruh kami berlutut di bucu bata merah” and again “U big giant, jaga ko klu sy sudah basar”

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And when I turn akhil baligh, ko kasi katawa sy lompupukan? Ko p cubit2 lagi tu nipple…aduii punya sakit. You make fun out of my ‘pain phase’? “Jaga ko…sy p kasi tapuk make-up ko”

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And after that, your beating sticks seems to disappear physically but your ‘leteran’ is your next advanced weapon. I am not saying is your new weapon, because the ‘leteran’ I think naturally sudah ada sama ko. Only that you re-designed and modified sesuai dengan citarasa remaja. Panas2 lagi tu telinga sy dingar leteran ko. Dan hatiku pernah terfikir, “Mom, compared to your state-of-the-art weapon with the old ones…I think I miss that beating stick” and that time I cannot say “Jaga ko klu sy sudah basar” because I was bigger than you that time but I still cannot defend myself…because you are the giant, still you are.

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On this moment, just by reminiscing how giant you were (still you are), I think I miss you mom…and yes you heard it right. You are giant…with your tender-loving giant heart.

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PS: Happy mother’s day, Mom.You are giant in my heart as well.

Bah mari nyanyi ni duet, wlp kita dua2 xtau ckp cina. I hope this can beat u down :P

(Notes: For better video and translation embedded please click this link)

Kek Lok Si, Penang

2010-05-08T12:48:00.002+08:00

These pictures taken for quite sometimes (I think December last year) but I didn't have the time to upload.

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One Fine Day

2010-04-14T19:16:00.004+08:00

Last Sunday, as planned; me, Clarice (my assistant), Rayner & Cecelia (my models for that day :)) went for photo shoot-out at waterfront Jelutong & Botanical Garden, Penang. We were just doing this for fun since myself has never been equipped with neither enough camera equipments nor enough skills / experience to do this. My best bet is just my 50 mm lens (am loving it!). I can say that this is the first time that I did consider a serious photo-shooting and I am a bit nervous, knowing that they are both (the models) are anticipating on this event and went to rent a dress at Star East wedding studio. What if I spoilt their excitement with my bad outputs? What if I took photos badly with wrong camera setting and of course this cannot be set to redo again? It cost them quite a significant amount of 'ka ching' to do this also...

The original plan was just a casual her & him outdoor photography but then I think we all get too excited and ended up something like these...

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To be continued...(maybe - klu sy rajin upload la :P )

Nah sambungannya seperti yg sy janjikan 2bulan yg lalu ... hehehe

Satu keping

2 keping

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4 keping sahaja ...jgn lagi ko scroll down

Balcony views

2010-04-04T16:18:00.007+08:00

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... God is Great ...

Letter to a guy

2010-03-23T20:30:00.003+08:00

No matter how many times did I tell you, you still keep on doing it? No matter how eager I am wanting explanation, you still didn’t have the answers that satisfy me. You’re sitting on your couch and watching your football games like the world stop turning around. “What is my problem?” … My SMSes need replies, if you ask me. So stop asking me such question & at the same time you seem to ignore all the simple things that a man in-a-relationship should probably knows. It’s called common sense, obviously for god sake. Are you 8 or what?

I began to wonder, when you text me “I miss you”, did you even think about me all the time because I am tired of thinking about you all the time. At least I need to know, “Are you allright, there?” Why am I being spared the less time in your daily life? For me every moment counts, I just need to be by your side through thick and thin. I need to be the healing source of your problems, if you got any? Duh, I don’t know? but it seems you tend to be silent rather than explaining it to me. Is it so toxic if you just spill it out to me? I feel that I am not the lips that kisses your sorrow away, I am not contributing … It’s an ugly feeling to think it that way.

You’re so unbelievable not to understand my need, a woman’s need. You’re either so ‘busy’ or so ego not to try even a fraction piece of your heart to feel what I am feeling right now. Is spending care to me really need to be planned inside your daily schedule? Am my part of your commitment or am I a person to you?

I’m tired of giving in. I need to be next to you. Hug you and rest my head on your arms. Because when I am alone the world seems too dark, cold and cruel to me. But then when I close my eyes, I can see light glittering afar…I see you.

When I awake, it is just me; all by myself with my drowning eyes… keep whispering your name. I looked on to my phone again and yet you have not replied my SMS since this morning.

You are a wasteless guy. I don’t know how to explain about you. I began to have a jingle justification. I can list more than 10 reasons why I suppose to hate you; but the fact that I only have 1 reason ‘not-to-hate-you’ in my list is just enough to make me missing you again - constantly. I love you.

Yours truely

The girl with the unreplied SMS

The reply >>

Darling dear,

How I wish you are baking cakes with your mum or doing nail polishing with your friends right now. Don’t think too much. I love you too.

I am your person

It's kinda plain without any picture, so I upload this (image source) thinking that it's quite artistic to portray the message.(n_n) peace...

How to live happily ever after

2010-03-20T16:35:00.001+08:00

Happily? Yes we can...Ever after, duh no such thing bai tu...but if u insist to ask me; I'll say that, your life story should start with "Once upon a time, in a far far away land...". It's just happened in a fairy tale. What my point is you can never be happy all the time, happiness is like a bulb in your bedroom. The room will be dark & sorrow unless you, yourself turn the light on. Happiness is not ever after, even a bulb will need a replacement sometime, every once in a sometime.

And just when you needed happiness the most...the bulb went off. What a life of a magnificent bulb.

Hey, but when you needed to sleep and to forget for awhile all the un-happiness, just switch the light off and go to sleep. Learn to sleep with your troubles...once in a while.

Go back to the early question, "How to live happily ever after?"... I guess the previous paragraph may help a little bit. And if it doesn't, assume this is just another crap entry. :))

Waterview Restaurant

2010-03-17T23:47:00.002+08:00

Just wanna share you some of the photos i've taken at Waterview Restaurant, Danok Thailand. It's just 2 hours drive from Penang. A must try place I must say... ngeee

Coming Soon

2010-03-04T14:43:00.000+08:00

Coming soon...more entries, more pictures, more idiotsyncrasies, more gossips, more rantings, more dahans and more pucuk2 ubi...coming soon but not so soon...blog owner currently being piled up with office works. Blog owner is like breathing inside the mud... mcm lagu Wings - Bernafas dalam lumpur ♫ lalalalala ♪

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PS: Marilah beramai ramai menonton Alice in the Wonderland in 3D...coming soon very2 soon

Do not make the sky dissapointed

2010-02-26T16:11:00.001+08:00

To the music lovers, i would like to share one Thai song yg sy sgt2 la suka ehehe...the lyric is good and the melody is ghosting my mind every now and then...hahah xla bah smpi tahap tu...but honestly, sy rasa siok..okay i put the music video link here

Title: อย่าทำให้ฟ้าผิดหวัง - Yah Tum Hai Fah Pid Whung
(Do not make the sky dissapointed)
Artist: Da Endorphine

♫ faa yang mee dtaa tee faa nam ter maa ruam taang yoo gap chan
♪ Even the heaven has eyes that leads you to come and accompany me.

♫ taam-glaang keun wan tee neuay laa gaai jai hai yang por mee raeng soo bpai
♪ Through day and night, when I'm totally exhausted. Just to give me enough strength to carry on, to do better.

♫ teung lom gor roo waa chan yang mee meu kong ter
♪ Even when I fall I know that I have your support.

♫ teung chan-nan plang reu plaat a-rai bpai
♪ Even I did something wrong or missed something.

♫ yaang noi yang mee ter bpen meuan sen chai
♪ At least I still have you, as my goal of success.

♫ lae took-took krang tee sia a-rai bpai tao-rai gor kit took krang waa daai a-rai maa
♪ And every time I lose something, I consider each time whatever I have gained from it.

♫ lae pop waa chan chohk dee sak piang dai .... tee pop ter
♪ To discover how extremely lucky I am… to have met you.

♫ yoo gan yaang nee naan-naan na ter
♪ Please be with me, like this, for a very long time.

♫ jaak gan wan nai faa kong ja pit wang
♪ Whichever day we separate, the heaven would be disappointed.

♫ yoo gan dtrong nee hua jai ja faak fang sai meu ter nan
♪ To be right here together, my heart entrust in those hands of yours.

♫ yaa bpai nai yaa bpai nai yaa bpai nai
♪ Don't go anywhere, don't go anywhere, don't go anywhere.

♫ meua chan leum dtaa gor kor kae daai mong hen ter yoo gap chan
♪ Whenever I open my eyes, I beg just to be able to see you with me.

♫ hon taang ja glai soot kop faa mai wan daai raang-wan bpen ter maa laew
♪ Though it would be a very long way to succeed, I am not afraid. Because I already have you as my prize.

♫ teung lom gor roo waa chan yang mee meu kong ter
♪ Even when I fall I know that I have your support.

♫ teung chan-nan plang reu plaat a-rai bpai
♪ Even I did something wrong or missed something.

♫ yaang noi yang mee ter bpen meuan sen chai
♪ At least I still have you, as my goal of success

♫ lae took-took krang tee sia a-rai bpai tao-rai gor kit took krang waa daai a-rai maa
♪ And every time I lose something, I consider each time whatever I have gained from it.

♫ lae pop waa chan chohk dee sak piang dai .... tee pop ter
♪ To discover how extremely lucky I am… to have met you.

♫ yoo gan yaang nee naan-naan na ter
♪ Please be with me, like this, for a very long time.

♫ jaak gan wan nai faa kong ja pit wang
♪ Whichever day we separate, the heaven would be disappointed.

♫ yoo gan dtrong nee hua jai ja faak fang sai meu ter nan
♪ To be right here together, my heart entrust in those hands of yours.

♫ yaa bpai nai yaa bpai nai yaa bpai nai
♪ Don't go anywhere, don't go anywhere, don't go anywhere.

♫ pit kwaam dtang jai tee bpen kong faa
♪ We'll disappoint the intention of the heavens

♫ yoo gan yaang nee naan-naan na ter
♪ Please be with me, like this, for a very long time.

♫ jaak gan wan nai faa kong ja pit wang
♪ Whichever day we separate, the heaven would be disappointed.

♫ yoo gan dtrong nee hua jai ja faak fang sai meu ter nan
♪ To be right here together, my heart entrust in those hands of yours.

♫ yaa bpai nai yaa bpai nai yaa bpai nai
♪ Don't go anywhere, don't go anywhere, don't go anywhere.

For more infos on this band, refer to this link and this

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Sunshine (V-day edition)

2010-02-11T11:57:00.000+08:00

It’s 3 more days before V-Day, yet I am so far away from my sunshine. I have to admit I miss her, but missing somebody doesn’t suppose to be so miserable bah kan that some may loose their appetite to eat, some may care less on health, some may loose their patience, some could not wait the flower to blossom and the most critical is some may loose rationale thinking to their emotional needs . Doesn’t this may spoilt a lil’ bit of the moment?

So on this coming V-day, I tried not to ‘loose’ all of the above because I believe that the V-day suppose to be a day to ‘gain’ something (beside your Valentine’s gift)… Something that I like to share for a long distance relationship. It suppose to be the day to reflect back how far we had come, how far we had grow, and where does this leads to…oh I am so theorytism and ambitious. No, I am not the only one :P (at least two XD)

I feel relief to look back from where we had started and up to where we are now… and it makes me stronger. To measure love beyond physical presence and to have faith by taking the step without knowing where the stairs may lead to. ...again so ambitious of me :P

Ok, ok I better stop writing about this topic here. I sounded like an advice columnist already. I’ll share a simple yet soothing song to you all and to her :).

Yesterday and today...maybe tomorrow

2010-02-03T18:54:00.000+08:00

So where was I yesterday...think i am a bit lost today. This is just a random post, out of the blue trying to write something or anything that's bugging through my head. Lately being so exhausted... my job seems become so complicated. My life a bit kelam kabut...seriously need a break.

I want to have a peaceful mind in somewhere alien...where I can sit and relax beside the shore enjoying sunset scenery while reading any simple book (ko tinguk buku apa mo baca pun sy nda tau). Currently my life is like a robot, all have been scheduled and planned. After back home today, wash clothes, dinner, surf internet while listening music from my laptop then feel tired>>>go to sleep. Tomorrow...just copy and paste the previous sentence.

Blogging...argh writer's block. Can I shutdown all my gadgets for a day and live a simple life without no worries. Oya, sometimes I like to drive without any specific destination to go. Just enjoying some music and scenery passes by. Oh! I am gonna do that again! But not today...perhaps tomorrow.

Marbles and rainbow

2010-01-14T05:05:00.015+08:00

It's been quite sometimes i didn't drop any marble on these bed of sands. You know those cute attractive tiny little marbles... there are so tempting. I was so excited dropping those and creating tracking path of whatever this may lead to. And please ignore the crushing wave, ok, we can't...but at least pick up those marbles before they are washed away. Lately, it isn't as fun as it used to be but wait ... yet, it is still tempting as it used to be...still tempting, my friend. :)

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Ya...lama sudah rasanya sy nda blogging. And when I start to put my thinking cap, I think I burned such amount of calories and fat on my brain...kadang2 tahap kebakaran dia tu unpredictable that I may seems to smell something 'hangit'. Too much to write, too little time and too distracted by outside world. Temptation oh temptation!

I was planning to start a post in 2010 with a new resolution list, but hell crap, I sounded like an emptied whisky's jar...halooo? echoe..oe oe oe...

• • •

I was about to turn the rainbow's curve upside down on the sky just to make it looks like a smile from 'above' but then some shallow bozos from this country really gone goofy throwing things onto others'. I hope this country has enough of recycle bins to recollect those smiles that were smashed to the wall.

I looked back at the rainbow...did you not see it landed on my home and landed on yours on the other end. Isn't that the most wonderful creation God has ever made?

Self Portrait - Dark Room

2009-12-30T21:24:00.003+08:00

Ice Box

2009-12-24T14:57:00.005+08:00

Have i told you before that i am currently crazy with this band. They did all the cover songs so well. This is one of them... damn they're awesome. I think they perform it better than the original version. Maybe I'm kinda bias on that statement...I just lurve acoustic song. But you can judge for yourself and state which one you prefer.

Song Title: Icebox
Original Artist: Omarion feat Timbaland
Acoustically played by Boyce Avenue

Fussin' and fightin', we back at it again

I know that it's my fault but you don't understand

I got memories, this is crazy

You ain't nothin' like the girl I used to know

Girl, I really wanna work this out 'cause I'm tired of fightin'
And I really hope you still want me the way I want you
I said, I really wanna work this out, damn girl, I'm tryin'
But It's no excuse, no excuse

But I got this ice box where my heart used to be

I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold

I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold

Why can't I get it right? Just can't let it go
I opened up, she let me down, I won't feel that no more
I got memories, this is crazy
She ain't nothin' like the girl I used to know

Girl, I really wanna work this out 'cause I'm tired of fightin'

And I really hope you still want me the way I want you

I said, I really wanna work this out, damn girl, I'm tryin'

It's no excuse, no excuse

But I got this ice box where my heart used to be
But I got this ice box where my heart used to be
I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold

I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold 3x

PS: Happy holidays my friends (whoever you are) and Merry Christmas!

Antara hidung dan aroma

2009-12-16T22:27:00.003+08:00

I can smell the Maggi aroma from the neighbor's kitchen afar. I was not hungry before. Now I am. Bencinya... kenapakah hidung sy begitu peka dgn perubahan bau d sekitar saya. Yg tambah bikin panas tu, saya yakin itu adalah Maggi Kari, cukup yakin. Bukan Laksa, bukan Maggi Ayam... membuatkan daya imaginasi saya cukup jelas membayangkan warna merah saga perencah kari dibubuh dlm periuk yang mendidih bersama sebiji telur dan beberapa cebis daun bawang. Aromanya naik ke cerobong hidung melepasi halangan bulu2 hidung yg tersikat rapi.

"Bijak juga Tuhan cipta cerobong hidung sedemikian; supaya senang cium bau maggi time masak... lagipun manada org masak Maggi dlm kuali melebihi paras hidung kan...susah mo tau masak sudah ka x. Kalaulah hidung dicipta cerobong menghala ke atas, mesti lubang hidung penuh air masa hujan. Kalau biar air lama bertakung dlm hidung, mesti jentik-jentik mula membiak...Bijak bijak." Pikirku.

Ok kembali kepada bau maggi jiran sebelah tadi, terdetik juga d kepalaku berpikir, "Punya peluki makan maggi nda menjemput jiran tetangga...bilang 1Malaysia, 1Periuk la bah juga klu berani."

Dalam kesiukan menghidu bau maggi kari, tiba2 aroma yg menyelerakan dan melaparkan itu terkocak kacak oleh bau asing yg bisa menghidupkan semangat kesukanan sy utk berlari secepat mungkin ke tempat kejadian. Ternyata bau itu bukan asing bagi saya, ternyata bau itu bukan dtg dr rumah sang jiran.

Saya berkata sendirian dlm hati, "Kenapalah palui betul sy ni, belum siap iron baju sudah p blogging." Aku mengangkat uniform kerja ku ke paras cerobong hidung sambil meneliti kesan hangus dekat poket. Berlubang lagi tu. Kalau sy pakai baju ni bisuk misti seksi nampak nipple. Sy kemudian mensudahi aktiviti meng'iron baju tersebut hingga ke pangkal lengan. Sebab bak kata pepatah org putih, 'you have to finish what you had started' atau pepatah melayu, 'alang-alang menyeluk pekasam biar sampai ke pangkal lengan'. Selesai melakukan aktiviti sia-sia itu sy lantas ke kamar untuk beradu. Ku tarik selimut sehingga ke pangkal hidung dan melenakan diri.

Krik..krik...krik...bunyi cengkerik bersenggama di kejauhan. Oh please not again, takkan telinga sy pun suda semakin peka mcm hidung sy tadi. Ku tarik selimut hingga ke cerobong telinga dan cuba utk tidur...krik krik krik...adoii xdapat tidur juga nih! Lantas aku bangun teringat akan sesuatu...

"Eh kijap, mcmana mo tidur klu belum makan Maggi lagi ni?"

Sekian sahaja celoteh sy pada malam ni. Cerita ini cuma rekaan semata mata, please don't take it personally. But, you can take it grouply.

PS: Wlp cerita rekaan, tp yg bau maggi tu tetap benar. Masih ada lagi sampai skg tercium tu aroma dia... Gilak! berapa bungkus Maggi bah si kawan tu masak?And yet xmenjemput

Hitam Putih Kehidupan

2009-12-15T00:55:00.008+08:00

Disturbed...

Hold my hand and lift me up...

PS: Just an expression of ideas ;p

My fish pond

2009-12-11T18:30:00.003+08:00

I'm so excited I got a new fish pond on my blog page. I just found it somewhere this afternoon durng my random blog hoping, you can go to aBowman.com to customize yours. I read there are other pets you can 'piara' too like hamster, kangaroo, rabbit, sang kancil or labi-labi. So feel free to become a pet protector huahuahua.

By the way, I got 6 fishes in my pond now. The 2 white ones, are their parents. These are Koi fishes. But their children have many different colours due to mutation and radiation effects, caused by the environmental polution that is occuring vastly nowadays. So, in support of WWF (it's world wildlife foundation aaa bukan gusti world wrestling federation), timbul kesedaran saya untuk meng'adopt 6 ekor ikan koi namely.. Papa Koi, Mama Koi (Slightly whiter than Papa Koi...sebab dia housewife; nda kerja d tpt panas jadi dia putih sikit la drp Papa Koi).

Pastu yg merah pula nama dia, Little Red Riding Hood, nama pindik Taragang Rasuk (eh panjang juga nick name dia ni). This Little Red Riding Hood aka Taragang Rasuk menjadi kaler merah akibat kesan mutasi drp pencemaran terma (thermal pollution) menjadikan suhu badannya naik secara mendadak dan bertukar menjadi kaler merah. Jadi sy perlu memberikan dia therapy selalu, setiap ujung minggu sy kena bawa dia p klinik minta bekalan panadol utk meredakan suhu badannya. Klu tidak, itu air dlm pond sy bulih mendidih dan boleh mengakibatkan durang semua mati kana kukus.

Yang biru pula nama dia si Bluberry...dia menjadi biru akibat terlalu byk menggunakan aplikasi bluetooth dlm kehidupan seharian beliau. Kira dia ni bijak IT la compare sama siblings dia yg lain. Tp memandangkan dia terlampau pakai bluetooth..cth: Handphone dia 24hrs pakai bluetooth d telinga, main game pakai bluetooth...ubat gigi dia pun kaler blue, suka tinguk blue lagi. Maka inilah kesan dia. Kesian juga dia ni...selalu feeling blues dan suka menyendiri.

Yg kaler oren pula, nama dia si Markisa...dia jadi kaler oren sebab kena lumpur akibat pembalakan haram yg berleluasa d Sabah. Suma pokok kana tebang dengan rakus. Maka kawasan tadahan hujan d Sabah berkurang dgn drastik menyebabkan air hujan membawa segala lumpur dan mengalir ke sungai. Sy jumpa dia dalam keadaan tercungap-cungap lagi di dlm lumpur. Pun kesian juga kan. Skg ni dia mengalami trauma apa2 yg ada kaitan dengan lumpur, Lumpuryphobia . Ari tu sy mo bawa dia p Kuala Lumpur p shopping d Mid Valley pun dia tidak mau. Jadi terpaksa la sy p sturang p KL, sy berhubung dengan si Markisa melalui handphone si Blueberry dgn bluetooth. Sy mo tanya dia apa present krismas dia mau sy kasi beli dia for this Christmas.

Last but not least, yg hitam tu nama dia si Blacky...macam nama anjing sy dulu. Sebenarnya sy teringin mo pelihara anjing tp mana bulih piara anjing klu tgl d apartment, so, sy anggap sajalah si Blacky ni anjing. Dia jadi kaler hitam sebab kena kesan pencemaran Coal Plant yg berleluasa d Texas, byk si Blacky kasi cerita sy pasal kesan loji arang batu d Texas, masalah kesihatan penduduk sekitar, masalah pencemaran udara, masalah hidupan akuatik mati terapung-apung di tasik banyaaakk lagila kesan sampingan yang lain...katanya dalam nada menahan sebak.

Saya bersyukur jugala dp menyelamatkan durang dr segala macam jenis ancaman. Kalau kamu tidak mau semua pencemaran ini berlaku pada Negeri di Bawah Bayu, pelihara la ikan koi banyak2 (If you get what i mean).

PS: Selamat menyambut hari lima dengan gembira.

Sunset Somewhere

2009-12-11T01:57:00.005+08:00

I just love watching the sunset, enjoying every moment of it before the world gets dark. Good thing about Sabah is, you almost can go anywhere, anyplace to get a good view. For instant, the first picture was taken in Sutera Harbour Hotel...

The sunset view on that time was not quite perfect since there were thick clouds surrounding

A good view of sunset doesn't have to be an exclusive place. The next photo was taken back at my home town in Tambunan.

Highway

2009-12-01T23:42:00.004+08:00

e-Gate

2009-12-01T18:24:00.008+08:00

Grey’s Anatomy

2009-12-01T02:06:00.012+08:00

I know the title sounds a bit yesteryears. It’s not the latest hot series people been watching right now. I don’t even know what is the ‘hot cake’ TV series are showing now. Is Grey's Anatomy (GA) still on TV now? I only know that ‘2012’ is a blockbuster movie in cinema at the moment. I have 3 attempts on buying that ticket online. I only manage to watch it a week after the premiere showed and just to find how frustrating it was. Okay, I’m not going to say more about the ‘2012’. Other people like it and people have different taste.

I had to admit that, I just started watching Grey’s Anatomy (from the first season) this year. And for now I am just about to finish my Season 3. Slow kan… heheh

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One thing good about watching the ‘not-so-latest’ TV series is you will never need to wait until the following week for the next episode. I can sit back and relax to watch my Grey’s Anatomy DVD as many episodes as I can before getting to sleep. It is indeed very tempting to watch more and more, though. But I can manage it now. Bulih ketagih pulak… hahah

Why I like GA? I was expecting myself to write detailed interesting explanations on this but I guess I only manage to give you as much as 2 answers only. I hope I can write more than this or just write another post on the same topic “Grey’s Anatomy 2” and 3, 4 and so on. Wait, is this gonna be like series of blogging of a TV series? Lol

Back to the two points, why I like GA… here it is;

It tells me about...

1. It’s not the cancer that kills people. It’s the emotion what’s eating them.

2. Bad things come in storm, a heavy storm. But it won’t last, so don’t get drowned.

After all, Grey’s Anatomy is not only about life as a surgeon. It’s about seeing yourself in somebody else’s shoes. It tells about different background of people's life, at some point, it reveals the ugly truth about life. Amazing how Shonda Rhimes creates such a compelling story like this.

PS: GA grabbed lots of awards before. They deserve it. To the entertainment-industry people: Keep delivering quality movies like this. To other GA fans, hope you can share some opinion about GA as well :)

Am I into Sushi?

2009-11-28T18:01:00.009+08:00

From the picture above, you may know what did I ate yesterday. My body was not feeling well, I am sick... but my appetite is not. I can't resist Sushi King not because I like eating their raw Unagi, I am more interested to their meal sets. I like the main dish (yesterday was Salmon Steak), the steam egg, the soup, the Yakult, the green tea, the Wasabi..oh semualah. Makes me happy :)

After melahap habis my Salmon Steak, I knock on my tummy...tok tok tok... "Oh, still got few spaces to fill in," I guess. As sharp as a sniper, my eyes went focusing to the moving food on the distracting sushi conveyer. Hunting time!!

Yeahh...here it comes. Comin' getcha!!

Finished the red plate, there goes the purple plate. "You ain't gonna get a home run purple fella. You will stuck at my table..." I sip another glass of warm green tea before continuing my next meal. FYI, the green tea is free you know...and, oh my goat! It is served bottomless. The good thing about green tea is ... it kinda helps your digestion runs smooth. Err maybe, I am just guessing... scientific explaination needed for this. (and don't ask me for that)

So to make the story short, I ended up eating a set of Salmon Steak, 1 red plate, 2 purples and 1 blue plate. Quite a marathon isn't it? I feel like a shark now? Eating all the sea creatures and creating aqua ambience in my tummy. This is sea sick! For the last 15 minutes, I just take my time drinking the green tea (remember my digestion theory). I almost couldn't get up due to the fullest of happiness of eating...gilak! Done my 15 mins digestion, I got up and snap the last picture of my meal...there you go... semua habis... tiada yang terbazir. Inilah yang dikatakan pemakanan efisien..heheh

Combination of my breakfast, lunch and dinner taken at one time.

I got up and paid my bill... total damage : RM45 + 15 cents tips + service charge + gov. tax = ntah ... I am not good at maths nowadays tp kalau mo buat perbandingan it equals to a crate of smuggled beer. That's 24 cans! Owh I cannot finish that much, alone.

You know that... I always have questions on my head...I began to ask myself, Am I into Sushi? Am I becoming more Japanese than Nobita? Am I too obsessed with Sushi King just like how Doraemon obsessed with Dorayaki? Or am I just being a Gaban Gudoot?

Moral of the story: Don't watch too much Japanese movies, you'll end up being a cartoon-confused guy. And that's dangerous... my advice, please don't try it at home unless you have that 'Pintu Suka Hati'.

Jump into the ship

2009-11-28T01:42:00.004+08:00

Some people, when they get excited, they will jump into the ship and sailed away. Sorry I’m not that guy. I’m not going to jump to any ship just because I get too excited. I am concerned on that ship too and not just my excitement alone. Because it is merely fantasy to do so and we all know fantasy is temporary. And fantasy, through times, lead to... shipwrecked and abandonment. Don't get it wrong. Fantasy and dream are two different things, pretty much. But in life, these two dissolved like coffee and creamer. It tastes good.

The one that really hits the wave is the ship. The great cruise does need a good ship (and a good captain too) to reach that island in the sun. Where the excitement shall bring us to, where the excitement shall be landed and continued to be told and shared.

On the other hand, what meaning is the voyage if there is no excitement in it? It is just too robot. Even if we reach there, it was hell dull kind of journey. In the end, where the destination reached, there is nothing to share but just a chronology of a dumb successful cruise.

To the optimist, they will say, “Who knows if we do not try?” Just exactly what I am questioning now, who knows? Sigh

This is just another twisted writing of a twisted mind (at the moment). I am not sure where does it lead to…but again, who knows?

Calvin & Hobbes (Xmas Edition)

2009-11-27T01:54:00.003+08:00

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Vacation

2009-11-25T22:12:00.002+08:00

Anticipating the trip to Bali next year. The pictures above is not Bali anyway. I've taken these views from Karambunai Resort, Sabah. Just feeling tired after coming back from KL. Meeting two people in KL that was almost impossible to happen at that place. Arthur, ex-Schoolmate (USM) at Midvalley and Aishah, ex-schoolmate (Smesh) at the same Hotel I've stayed in. What a double coincidence!

I didn't bought anything but I did brought something from KL. Flu and fever...owh great! Suara pun sudah jadi sengau. Mungkinkah bisuk MC? ~ Lalalaa ... ~

PS: Perhaps MC would permit me to have a long peaceful sleep to dream about my vacation...hahah

Your fried mee is salty

2009-11-23T10:07:00.001+08:00

Last Tuesday I was having my breakfast at our site canteen. It’s the place I always go for my meal since it’s the nearest place I can go (saves time), relatively cheaper, and I am so lazy-ass to go elsewhere farer than 1km radius from my workplace.

But the thing is; the food is always been like a box of chocolate (as the saying goes), not that it tastes like a Toblerone, Cadbury or something…but it always surprises me with variable range of saltiness they put onto my meal…sometimes it went too mild, sometimes just fine and on the other time it’s freakingly salty. I can be a bit grumpy on food, and I think I am the most frequent customer to complain their food and the same goes to their coffee.

And I think they’ve already get used to my complaints and assume that I am just a moaner. But after that, they will ask me “How is the food /coffee?” Well, normally I will just tell them straight whether it’s fine or bad. Ok back to my Tuesday story, the fried noodle I ate was annoyingly salty but since I am so hungry (and I had paid for that), I just ‘lantak’ it.

Me: U punya mee masin sangatlah! Haiyerr…kapal garam tumpah dlm mee ka?

Chef: Takdak masin la… Orang lain makan ok saja.

Me: U tak caya. U try makan.

Chef: Saya selalu masak mee tak pakai garam punya, itu mee aar mmg sudah masin siap2 dari kilang.

Kadang-kadang itu mee saya beli masin sgt, kadang2 ok.

What an excuse? You think I’m a moron who never cooked a fried mee before. I said to myself. Malas mo sambung complain.

On the other day, he offered me to eat his char kueh teow. After I tasted it, he asked me, “Mcm mana ok ka?”

I nodded and continue eating while giving him my thumb up. You will get a compliment if you cook well. After all, I still feel he is a good chef ....but not a great chef.

In order to get customers, you must be a good chef. But in order to be a great chef, you must have the guts to accept your mistakes.

PS: I will be going to KL from today till 25. I'll sure miss all my internet thingy...but sure not the salty mee...heheh

Tomorrow's way

2009-11-20T14:04:00.000+08:00

If you see in my 'juice box', there is a song called Tomorrow's Way and is sing in Japanese, so here is the translation. I love this song, I would like to explain but let the lyrics below explain itself...

♪ Tomorrow's Way ♫

I want to wipe away the moment,

But I want to cling to it all the same.

I don't understand myself.

No one has a second shot at life.

I could try to hide in a strange town,

But I'd still be full of doubt.

I want to escape from my childish urges,

I'll just keep wallowing in excuses if I don't.

If I follow the scraps of my memories,

I can return to those innocent days,

Like a little boy in another life.

I dreamed a world in my childhood.

I was born to make it come true.

I'm a baby, and I want to cry.

But if I have to take this pain

To make my dreams come true,

It's not so bad...

If life itself is a battle,

Then I can only win or lose.

Even I get that.

All this pain makes me want to cry.

Now an urge to chase tomorrow springs up.

I want to live on the right path.

I just want to live on the right path.

Like that boy, long long ago.

There was a breath I felt as a child,

I was born to live up to it.

I'm a baby, and I want to cry.

But if I have to take this pain

To make my dreams come true,

It's not so bad...

I don't want to trip over people's words.

I don't want to be a confused little kid.

The future has its own promises.

It's all right if I can't be a kid again.

I might be afraid of Tomorrow's Way,

But Life is a one-way street.

I dreamed so many things as a child,

I was born to live up to them all.

I'm a baby, but I won't cry or whine.

If I have to take a little pain

To make my dreams come true,

It's not so bad at all...

Sunrise or sunset

PS: Hope you'll enjoy the song. Happy Friday, friends!

What's happy you

2009-11-19T02:23:00.002+08:00

Are you happy today?

The question that we can easily answer with a smile and say ‘Yes’ or with a sour face and say ‘No’.

What makes you unhappy today?

Well, I believe most of us will say…WORKS, BOSS, REPORTS, CLIENT, DEADLINES, PRESENTATION and the list goes on.

In the other hand if you’re happy on that day and people asked…

What makes you happy today?

You smile and answer, “Hmmm nothing…I just feel like I want to.” (and Smile again). What a wonderful mood to start a day. I read somewhere that …you just make sure you start your day with a happy mood at least until 10am.

If you did that, then the rest of that day will flows smoothly by itself. Not quite sure it works or not. But no harm to make believe.

Ok we go on to the deeper question about happiness.

Are you happy with your life now?

The question that I believe most of us will take a pause before we can really answer the question. Not so easy, huh? Then it will draw you to reflect your career, future, family, financial and the list goes on.

Often we grumble during sad time thinking what did I do to deserve this unlucky shit? I am not a happy person as I was. Pushing & stressing your mind wondering “why I am not happy?”

Boy, I forgot something… life evolves and get complicated with times and ages.

Phase 1:

When we are still in our mother’s womb, we no need to do anything…the mother did all. Yeah mother rawks.

Phase 2:

We eat, we sleep and we poop. Do it the baby style. If we are awake, most of the time there is always somebody to accompany us to make us happy. And when mum bring us anywhere, we become the center of attention…everybody wants to hug and kiss you. Macam artis kan? But your older sister / brother will suffer to babysit you for free. If you feel bored inside the cradle, what do you do? CRY for it…that is the infamous ringtone we got. In seconds, you can see mum running into you…with a lullaby ringtone.

Phase 3:

Toddler the menace. Our mission: Collect all toys you can see. If you can’t, force your dad to bring you to Toys’R’Us shop. If dad refuse to buy it, use our common strategy…CRY for it! Yeah, new toys captured! And one more thing, your neighbour’s garden is also consider your toy. Go spoilt it…you’re not the one who will gonna answer for that anyway. It’s your dear DAD will sort the things out. Where are you? Sudah p bertapuk.

Phase 4:

School is Hollywood. Caution: Teenager’s zone ahead. You can see a lot of actors and actresses there with their own fashion statement in terms of who owns the latest hairstyle, the latest cell phones (during my time, I don’t have the luxury of having a Nokia 3310), what is the latest gossip?, and all the expenses to be looking great is sponsored by our dearest parents. No worries just party! Happy wasn’t it?

Phase 5 and so on…

Adults. Happiness doesn’t come for free. You need to earn it and you reap what you sow. How can you expect happiness when all that you do is moan and complain on what deep shit you’re in. Plus, crying is not anymore a common solution to sort things out. A positive attitude what drives you to have a happy life or at least a happy day. Convert all the unhappy things that happening to be as your guidance to a better life and assume everything happens, it happens for a reason. That is not just a saying…make believe on it, then you can get your happiness. Easy say but tough to act isn’t it?

We need to get used to it… some people hard to grow up. Err correction… it supposed to be ‘grow wide’. Why? Phase 1 – 4, physically grow up vertically. Phase 5 and so on, mentality grow horizontally. Perspectives widen.

If your mentality has a slight delay on reaching the exact phase according to your age, time doesn’t wait for you anyway. Sedar tidak sedar…you become a Service Provider already. Where you need to provide the happiness to the ‘subject’ in Phase 1, 2, 3 & 4. The question is; Are you good enough to make yourself happy before making someone else happy?

I think I’m gonna stop until here. This is just my 2 cents, friends. Have a happy life.

PS: You may also want to google… “Tips to have a happy life” If it fails you, please contact your service provider :P Thank You.

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Smesh 9701 Reunion

2009-11-15T01:55:00.001+08:00

Date: 07/11/09

Venue: Beringgis Resort

I am currently still busy arranging and editing all the pictures i've taken while i was back at Sabah. Betul2 xpuas oo... So many things, too little time to do. That's life...

So this is November

2009-11-03T01:21:00.002+08:00

I was looking at the Calendar and start thinking, “So this is November…almost coming to an end of 2009”. Time really slips away so fast nowadays… and I am still cherishing the good old days back in 1990’s and early 2000’s. Gosh, we are going on 10 years now in this so called new millennium era - Y2K (well, it’s almost a decade now…so, I think new millennium is not an appropriate term anymore).

So, what’s up for November? On the 1st, I went to the deep sea fishing near Gertak Sanggul. Though, we didn’t get much fish on that day (due to the not-so-good weather) but it was an enjoyable moment, still.

This is my first time having experienced fishing on a boat in the middle of the ocean. Seeing the sea stretched to the horizon, makes me forget for awhile my routine hectic work life.

But, unfortunately I forgot to bring a magazine for a light reading. I noticed that one thing a basic need in this hobby is patience. For some people (including me), fishing is boring and a waste of time. I respect those people who can stand waiting for hours waiting for the catch.

I was invited by my friends a few times before, but I declined since I’m more to a movie goer and internet surfer type of guy (and I know this is not good). So why not , I take a chance, doing something else… that’s what makes me there. Regret? Definitely not. Satisfaction? Guaranteed :P

This weekend, I will be going back to Sabah for my secondary school reunion party at Beringis Resort. We’ve faced so many problems on making this come true, thus, I desperately need this reunion to be a blast…the least, to be memorable and cherished.

The other reason is to celebrate ‘her’ birthday, and I still cannot think what is the best gift for her. Maybe I should wrap up myself and be tied in a pink ribbon and couriered to her. When she opened up and I will go “Tadaaa…surprise! I am your birthday gift”. That is so ‘cartoon’ kind of idea. Still got few more days to think.

Ok, back to the first paragraph…I need to review back all the achieved and pending achievement planned for this year. Err... actually, I didn’t make any firm resolution for 2009. Just let myself sailed through the year. So for the coming year (2010), I should at least must have some plans to draft. And 2011, evaluate which one suits me best (the 2009 or 2010 method). I am thinking of buying this book…

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Butterfly's Life

2009-10-30T18:44:00.002+08:00

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Life is not about the butterfly and its beautiful wings. Life is about the struggle of a caterpillar to own that wings.

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Blessed are those days

2009-10-24T13:07:00.005+08:00

Recommendation: Listening to this music while reading would be like creamer to your morning coffee :)

I am working today. Yes it’s Saturday…maybe I’ve been crumbling for quite a number of times of how working on weekend really sucks but I guess I’m not going to do it today. I don’t really know but a weird-yet-pleasant feeling come wrapping me up leaving a warm comfort state of mind. I maybe exaggerating of how it suppose to feel but yes there is a certain kind of comfort ghosting me today. A comfort that I had long for some time, drives me saying something like ‘those were the days’, I smiled remembering my childhood memories and enjoy the music that is playing on the youtube right now. When I was a child, ‘world’ has its own definition. In my dictionary of a childhood life…The world is my huge playground.

This music really flies me back to the day when I woke up early morning and went to take a walk mesmerizing the greenery paddy field stretched far to the horizon. Listening to the whistling sounds of wind sweeping gracefully the paddy plants and the symphonic wave of its leaves blown by the mild wind is something I craved at the moment. Flock of birds chasing againts each other cheerfully in the cool breezy morning makes me want to say, “I want to be there again,”. I breathed in and close my eyes…how refreshing it was and I lay down beneath a shady tree enjoying the green scenery as far as my eyes can see. Inspired in awe, I am caught in the middle of a previous chapter and reality.

Corn and Craps

2009-10-23T21:02:00.001+08:00

and why is corn so damn yellow? did someone pee on it...

and why does it pops? the urine is hot isn't it...lols

Oopss sorry for being gross hahah..Happy Friday nite, fellow bloggers...

Universe of ideas

2009-10-16T11:57:00.001+08:00

"An idea is a universal thing that each and every one of us has the right to create one. In order to prove the idea is pertinent, it must pass to certain amount of critics that may develop and shape that idea into a ‘thing’. If it doesn’t, pick up another one…another idea is just around the corner…and the universe has its infinite corners. We just need to find (and define) one."

Shit! Just kiss her

2009-10-10T01:35:00.006+08:00

I feel like I want to write something…tick tock tick tock. My brain is ticking…

I remember last time when I was studying in Matriculation; my English teacher has given us an assignment, the kind of assignment that I hate to do…a presentation in front of the class. Duhh… it spells boring to me. The teacher gave us the freedom to pick any topic that we like (Yeaah...the ex-Convent students shouted happily)

That means I have to go to a boring place (which is the library) to try and pick up one subject. It ended up I went to choose one boring topic; Zodiac…see what Science Stream had done to me?? A boring guy with a boring topic hahha...

Some of my friends have presented such a brilliant presentation such as a live magic trick, topic on how to use condom (it’s a ‘live’ demo but except done to a banana…not your ‘banana’, monkey …lol) and anything beyond my lame documentary-like presentation. But one topic that still stuck on my head is done by a cute petite girl. The topic is ‘Kiss’.

For the intro, she define what ‘kiss’ is about and describe the type of kisses. I never knew that there is a type of kiss called ‘eskimo kiss’, which is a nose-to-nose kiss. All I know is a French kiss…auwww…hahah. She delivered the topic quite well and at the end of her presentation, she concluded that ‘If you feel like giving a kiss to someone, just go and give that person a kiss, a kiss like you mean it.’

We were like struck by what she had presented since we know she is quite a shy person.

Then the teacher said, “Well done, it’s an interesting topic but do you know that in our ‘M’ country (nama Negara dirahsiakan) the law prohibits us to kiss each other in public? (Regardless of any religion…confirmation / citation needed) You can be penalized by doing so.”

She replied with her blushed face, “No, no… what I mean that; it’s not necessary for couples…the kiss can be to the member of your family; mum, dad or lil' sister and doesn’t supposed to be mouth to mouth kiss.”

Aha! Good ‘cover’ lines, I guess.

Hmm...so much for our law. We will be penalized for showing our love in public. What kind of crime is that? What harm does a kiss can give to you? Lust?? Perhaps we will keep on avoiding things until there are no more laws can be applied to avoid things that ‘they’ fear can do ‘harm’ to us. No fun at all

It’s like they want us to walk blind-folded and let their instruction guide us.

“Hear me say…listened to the instruction, ok. Walk straight and keep walking...”

“Oh shit! I forgot to tell you there is cow dung in front of you…now you have stepped on it. Is it still hot? Ok, don’t be hard on me now…it is your own fault anyway”

PS: Make love, don’t make war…make both and that’s a married couple… just joking folks :P

Have a nice weekend!

The Suite Things

2009-10-03T23:39:00.004+08:00

I just came back from KL for another company training…not so much to tell about what was in the training.

Last night, I hang out with 2 of my good friends at Subang. It’s good to have a warm conversation with long lost friends. Feel so alive!

(End of KL scene)

(Next station = Penang)

Reached home at 11PM and went browsing emails, FB and my blog. Really I don’t have the mood Facebooking yet. Posted a wall shout out “I’m back but I’m not home KL-PG”. Yes it’s good to be back at my own room here although it’s not so big compared to the hotel room where I stayed 2 days in KL, although it’s not as cool as the air-conditioned hotel room. Nothing better compared to my cocoon of boredom at the moment. I went there (KL) with another 2 elder colleagues.

(Previous station = Simpang Ampat)

Sending the 1st colleague to his house at Simpang Ampat, looking at his youngest son jumping happily seeing his Papa had returned home. (Now, that’s what I called home) For sure he’s expecting something from his Papa; a chocolate, a toy, or any other thing what excites a child. Or maybe just happy expecting the one he misses a lot. Damn, that was sweet!

We continue to our journey back to Penang. Listening to the 2nd colleague’s story…

“Frank, are you married?” he asked, out of the blue.

“Huh?! No larr…not yet” I responded.

“Well, Frank, how old are you anyway?” he asked.

“You guess?” I am not alone; most people also like to play with this riddle.

“27, 28?” he said, just giving a wild guess while focusing driving the Persona (rented by the Company).

“I’m 25” He looked at me…

“Still young, huh. You still have a long journey to go. I’ve been married for 19 years and I am blessed to have a good family; a wife and 4 children. You know that I am a happy-go-lucky and like-to-enjoy kind of guy. My wife also knows it. If I want to go to Siam, I just let her know. She will understand…and that what makes a successful 19 years of marriage.”

I said to myself…What the fcuk? That is one awesome story. The other half is practicing ‘Honesty the best policy’ while the wifey is damn cool and understanding. I was asking myself, “For real?”

He continues; “You know that my wife never bother where I want to go as long as I let her know. And honestly, if she’s the type of controlling every single step I go… I think I cannot withstand this marriage. Even when we were in KL, she didn’t call me… I am the one who make calls to my home. Just now I call her; I’ll be reaching home in an hour. I asked her what she wants me to buy for her.”

Another sweet thing happened, damn, my sugar level has gone high now.

(Next station = Loneliness can sometime be fruitful!)

So I guess at this very moment the 1st guy must be kissing his son a good-nite sleep now and the 2nd guy is hugged by his wife at the door; welcoming home.

Guess what is waiting for me at my apartment? The neighbour’s dog barking at me endlessly at this rainy night while I was unlocking the door. “You one sweety puppy…just go to sleep. Mind your own business!” the dog stop barking as if he understands my thoughts.

“You are the 3rd sweetest thing that could have happen tonight.” I complimented to him. I wish.

(Next station = Cloud No 9)

I’m just writing thoughts; throwing thorns and coins at the same time. It depends on you which one you want to pick! Have a good night sleep, fellas.

Get pregnant!

2009-09-28T20:30:00.005+08:00

Just let your mind get pregnant,

Don't let your brain get swollen..."

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Complaint Letter to Virgin

2009-09-26T18:01:00.007+08:00

I read a lot of funny stories on the internet and, so far, this is the best joke ever...It's a true story. I laugh to tears while reading it. For whoever you are Mr., you are awesome dude! lol

Article source:http://www.telegraph.co.uk/

Here we reproduce a complaint letter sent to Sir Richard Branson, which is currently being emailed globally and is considered by many to be the world’s funniest passenger complaint letter.

Dear Mr Branson

REF: Mumbai to Heathrow 7th December 2008

I love the Virgin brand, I really do which is why I continue to use it despite a series of unfortunate incidents over the last few years. This latest incident takes the biscuit.

Ironically, by the end of the flight I would have gladly paid over a thousand rupees for a single biscuit following the culinary journey of hell I was subjected to at the hands of your corporation.

Look at this Richard. Just look at it: [see image 1, above].

I imagine the same questions are racing through your brilliant mind as were racing through mine on that fateful day. What is this? Why have I been given it? What have I done to deserve this? And, which one is the starter, which one is the desert?

You don’t get to a position like yours Richard with anything less than a generous sprinkling of observational power so I KNOW you will have spotted the tomato next to the two yellow shafts of sponge on the left. Yes, it’s next to the sponge shaft without the green paste. That’s got to be the clue hasn’t it. No sane person would serve a desert with a tomato would they. Well answer me this Richard, what sort of animal would serve a desert with peas in: [see image 2, above].

I know it looks like a baaji but it’s in custard Richard, custard. It must be the pudding. Well you’ll be fascinated to hear that it wasn’t custard. It was a sour gel with a clear oil on top. It’s only redeeming feature was that it managed to be so alien to my palette that it took away the taste of the curry emanating from our miscellaneous central cuboid of beige matter. Perhaps the meal on the left might be the desert after all.

Anyway, this is all irrelevant at the moment. I was raised strictly but neatly by my parents and if they knew I had started desert before the main course, a sponge shaft would be the least of my worries. So lets peel back the tin-foil on the main dish and see what’s on offer.

I’ll try and explain how this felt. Imagine being a twelve year old boy Richard. Now imagine it’s Christmas morning and you’re sat their with your final present to open. It’s a big one, and you know what it is. It’s that Goodmans stereo you picked out the catalogue and wrote to Santa about.

Only you open the present and it’s not in there. It’s your hamster Richard. It’s your hamster in the box and it’s not breathing. That’s how I felt when I peeled back the foil and saw this: [see image 3, above].

Now I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking it’s more of that Baaji custard. I admit I thought the same too, but no. It’s mustard Richard. MUSTARD. More mustard than any man could consume in a month. On the left we have a piece of broccoli and some peppers in a brown glue-like oil and on the right the chef had prepared some mashed potato. The potato masher had obviously broken and so it was decided the next best thing would be to pass the potatoes through the digestive tract of a bird. Once it was regurgitated it was clearly then blended and mixed with a bit of mustard. Everybody likes a bit of mustard Richard.

By now I was actually starting to feel a little hypoglycaemic. I needed a sugar hit. Luckily there was a small cookie provided. It had caught my eye earlier due to it’s baffling presentation: [see image 4, above].

It appears to be in an evidence bag from the scene of a crime. A CRIME AGAINST BLOODY COOKING. Either that or some sort of back-street underground cookie, purchased off a gun-toting maniac high on his own supply of yeast. You certainly wouldn’t want to be caught carrying one of these through customs. Imagine biting into a piece of brass Richard. That would be softer on the teeth than the specimen above.

I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was relax but obviously I had to sit with that mess in front of me for half an hour. I swear the sponge shafts moved at one point.

Once cleared, I decided to relax with a bit of your world-famous onboard entertainment. I switched it on: [see image 5, above].

I apologise for the quality of the photo, it’s just it was incredibly hard to capture Boris Johnson’s face through the flickering white lines running up and down the screen. Perhaps it would be better on another channel: [see image 6, above].

Is that Ray Liotta? A question I found myself asking over and over again throughout the gruelling half-hour I attempted to watch the film like this. After that I switched off. I’d had enough. I was the hungriest I’d been in my adult life and I had a splitting headache from squinting at a crackling screen.

My only option was to simply stare at the seat in front and wait for either food, or sleep. Neither came for an incredibly long time. But when it did it surpassed my wildest expectations: [see image 7, above].

Yes! It’s another crime-scene cookie. Only this time you dunk it in the white stuff.

Richard…. What is that white stuff? It looked like it was going to be yoghurt. It finally dawned on me what it was after staring at it. It was a mixture between the Baaji custard and the Mustard sauce. It reminded me of my first week at university. I had overheard that you could make a drink by mixing vodka and refreshers. I lied to my new friends and told them I’d done it loads of times. When I attempted to make the drink in a big bowl it formed a cheese Richard, a cheese. That cheese looked a lot like your baaji-mustard.

So that was that Richard. I didn’t eat a bloody thing. My only question is: How can you live like this? I can’t imagine what dinner round your house is like, it must be like something out of a nature documentary.

As I said at the start I love your brand, I really do. It’s just a shame such a simple thing could bring it crashing to it’s knees and begging for sustenance.

Yours Sincererly

XXXX

Paul Charles, Virgin’s Director of Corporate Communications, confirmed that Sir Richard Branson had telephoned the author of the letter and had thanked him for his “constructive if tongue-in-cheek” email. Mr Charles said that Virgin was sorry the passenger had not liked the in-flight meals which he said was “award-winning food which is very popular on our Indian routes.”

Parabolic

2009-09-25T18:44:00.004+08:00

When you said life is simple, you haven't gone thru much life yet.
When you said life is complicated, you haven't gone thru 'both' yet.
Life is a parabolic path.

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Although I'm not very sure,yet :P

Obvious

2009-09-23T22:21:00.003+08:00

Obvious...is what we can see in our real life. It's obvious that your co-worker is bragging your boss there, it's obvious that another colleague is trying to tell story just to show that how he is 'so' important & inevitable to the company. Another corner, there's another staff…It’s obvious that he doesn't interested in putting himself responsible on his works...a monthly paycheck will do and that's all. "Oh, no…I better pretend to be busy, I can smell new assignments from the boss’ room."

In Hollywood, it’s obvious that Lady Gaga is trying to make a fashion / identity statement even though that is so stupidly ugly. Wearing weird is the new beauty…aha’ good for her. No offense to the Gaga fans but, seriously, would you dare dressed-up like her?

The next superwoman

Lady GaGa was potted out and about in the SoHo district of New York City. Wonder how much the 'head gear' weighs?

In Facebook…I just knew a new term called ‘Facebrag’ which means >>>

Lol

Water Balloon

2009-09-17T00:29:00.004+08:00

Calvin & Hobbes I'm not 'boroi' yet. I'm just hiding a water balloon...lol

L&M not M&M's

2009-09-16T02:30:00.009+08:00

Yes, you read the title right! It's L&M

Love & Marriage

Just came back blog walking. Had quite a moment of ‘pit stop’ on Ash’s blog regarding on this topic. It’s a nice post, indeed. Drive me to come up with these…

M&M’s “Melts in your mouth not in your hand”
L&M – Where do you melt?

Cloud

2009-09-15T01:10:00.001+08:00

There are huge clouds inside this head of mine
And a numb feeling of this heart turns gloom
These weak eyes,still resisting into sleep

And somehow...

There will be tomorrow; a rise and shine
A tomorrow that brightens the room
So please, just sleep into deep...

PS: Wonder if this works... sleep, sleep, sleep

Indahnya Teknologi

2009-09-11T14:16:00.005+08:00

Di suatu petang yg indah pada hari Jumaat, sy berjalan jalan. ~~Saya nampak rumput guyang2~~ Actually saya berjalan dengan tujuan memperbaharui lesen memandu (CDL). Saya mempercepatkan langkah ke Pejabat Pos lalu menekan nombor giliran dengan lebih cepat supaya membolehkan giliran saya untuk berurusan degan lebih cepat...kritt kriitt...lalu tercetak la nombor giliran saya. 5305 (Tips: Beli 4D pau RM100 big & small)

Saya menunggu dengan sabar sebab saya tahu sabar adalah separuh daripada iman. Membuatkan sy bertanya di dalam hati, "Klu sabar 1/2 drp iman, yg balance separuh lg apa?...Oh mungkin separuh lagi adalah xsabar." Dalam sy berfikir sama ada utk menjadi half sabar atau half xsabar...Sy terdengar satu suara wanita lunak manis menyebut "Lima Tiga Kosong Lima, Kaunter Dua". Saya tercari cari dimanakah datangnya suara itu? Oh, rupanya mesin suara di kaunter yang berbunyi mengingatkan saya bahawa itu adalah nombor milik saya. (Yang mungkin bulih kuar 1st prize bisuk d Magnum atau Toto atau Sandakan Turf Club) Dalam kesempatan itu sempat juga sy berfikir bahawa sungguh berteknologinya sistem sekarang.

Saya memberitahu wanita yg menjaga kaunter 2 bahawa sy ingin me'renew' lisin mamandu. "Apa?" Katanya. "I nak renew driving license 2 tahun." Lalu dia menjawab "Mai sini Lesen ngan IC sekali."

Dia pun menekan-nekan papan kekunci (atau lebih sinonim dikenali sebagai keyboard) komputer nya. "Oh, U kena jumpa JPJ la...tak ble nak renew, ada saman kot." katanya.

"Kitai, sejak bila sia kena saman ni." bisik hati kechil-ku.

"Saman? Saman apa?" aku bertanya. "Tak tau..U check la kat JPJ" katanya, mengingatkan aku yg bertanya soalan buduh. (Manala dia bulih cek d pejabat pos kan)

Dengan penuh perasaan misteri aku bergegas ke motorku dan balik ke ofis menge'check' saman d MYEG.com.(Oh, teknologi yang menyenangkan) Anehnya dalam rekod JPJ tertulis,'Tiada Saman yang boleh dikompaun (TSUMMON)'

Aku bertanya pada diriku...aneh dan misterius sungguh hari ini. Apakah ini mainan perasaan ataupun sekadar igauan di tengah hari.

Aku berkata sendirian,"Oh indahnya teknologi sekarang tapi sayang ia dikendalikan oleh segolongan beruk..."

~~...to be continued as soon as I get back from KL.~~

Father and Son

2009-09-09T21:00:00.017+08:00

“God, please give me strength to carry on and lift up my burden.”

Something that I bet everybody’s familiar with. Is this a prayer? Is that the right thing to ask in a prayer? Sometimes when I heard this kind of prayer, I begin to think…wonder what does God react? Of course some people will moan when they started thinking that nothing happens from that. “Does God answer my prayer?” Sounds like a Déjà vu of my own self.

Before I proceed further, I need to clarify that I am not like those spiritual-kind-of-men. I also will not quote any bible verse here. I am just dropping cents. No harm to your thousand dollars.

God created the universe, earth, creatures, plants, bla bla bla…and also human which is special (if you feel so) than the other creations. Human are well ‘assembled’, it does have almost all the ‘specs’ that is quite similar to God feature (ermm maybe).

Well, my point is that; a life to treasure, a brain to generate ideas and emotions to play around... isn’t that cool? Does these spells FREEDOM & FREEWILL to us? Gosh, how lovely to have these because you know God can create and have the power to create us as a stone (if He likes to) which doesn’t have its own fun part or turned us into a tadpole which can be eaten by swan.

He already gave us a life, a freedom to think, and the power to move around. Strength? From God? Are you kidding? God let the problem to fall upon us so we will be able to use what had been given to you.

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For example, a situation where a boy who was asking to his father for a pencil to draw. His dad buy him one…and when the pencil broke, the boy ask for a pencil sharpener. Again, dad bought it for him. Suddenly after having all those stationery, the boy feels like 'it’s better to ask dad draw for me because dad draws better than me.’

He was fascinated by the pictures dad made; “Can you draw some other more, dad?”

And the Father said to him, “Son, I’ve already buy you all the drawing stationery which will help you to draw on your own … I cannot just draw for you. This is not for me, I’ve done my days when I was your age. You should learn to draw by yourself and be fascinated by your own drawings. I know it’s going to be hard to start it at the first time but once you try it and learn from your previous attempts, I believe you can be an artist. So don’t just rely on me to do it for you, after all…the pencils, sharpener and the papers that I bought are yours now.”

So, let me translate the prayer into this kiddo situation…

"Dad, please draw for me to fascinate me how this pencil can turn my paper into art.”

Dad smilled and replied softly, “Son, someday you’ll understand that I am the ‘pencil’ and the ‘sharpener’ in your plain paper of life.” “Don’t give up. Don’t throw away the things I’d bought. You will find your own way to draw; the drawing that you like…which is the drawing of your own.”

Image source: brotherpeacemaker.files.wordpress.com

"Do not tell God how big your storm is,
Tell the storm how big your GOD is."

This is OIL!

2009-09-09T16:50:00.003+08:00

I gotta say that this is a "Once In a Lifetime (OIL)" date & time ... o9/o9/o9 at 09:09:09. I captured it from the Online Digital Wall Clock from www.web-wise-wizard.com at the exact time shown. I don't know what am I going to do with that, well, I guess a lot of couples will be getting married today on this special date. Funny, how people seems to be too attracted to numbers. Even some filthy rich people willing to pay hundreds of thousand ringgits just for a 'special' plate number (even cost more than the price of the car itself)...make me go "Ada apa pada nombor?" Btw, my birthday is 01/01 heheh...every year is a worldwide public holiday, besides that, nothing special...make me go "Ada apa pada nombor?" again...heheh

Happy 090909090909 my friends.

Workstation

2009-09-06T11:16:00.006+08:00

A bus station is where the bus stops, a train station is where the train stops...and a work station is where the works stop...

....on Sunday

Happy Sunday to all...

Me and my 7-Dream

2009-09-04T21:33:00.014+08:00

I just woke up from a weird dream. In that dream, I was taking a photo of one big family; the parents and their 7 children.

(jgn disamakan dengan Snow White and the 7 dwarfs neither 7eleven …it’s just happen to be the same number…7)

Ok sambung balik ceta selepas pesanan penaja tadi. Actually the scene takes place in one big old Chinese restaurant. (Suma la big…big family, big restaurant) From what my observation inside the dream, the family faces was so sad and gloomy…and I don’t understand why. So, since I have a camera in my hand that time, I was thinking that “Maybe If I ask them to take a family photos, they’ll turned happy (Like McDonald’s Happy Meal)”

So, then, I asked them to gather gather la…they agreed at last to take photos, but moving their ass off from the chairs in a very slow motion…mcm masih bulum happy lagi…mimang slow la durang bangun . I’ve tried to cheer them up before snapping pictures, and again macam berat butul durang mo mengukir senyuman di bibir. Di pendekkan cerita, akhirnya senyum la juga durang time bergambar.

Photo session was over…I reviewed back all those pictures I’ve taken, I was not satisfied. Tidak cantik sy tangkap tadi…so I ask them to come back for another session; “This time I need to capture nice ones, I mean perfecto ones.” So I began to start taking pictures some more, anxiously I am. I heard the voice of my friend asking me to go and join the family in the photos and he volunteered to snap it for me. I was reluctant because kesiukan tangkap gambar, but then the family that I invited back was NOT the SAME family in the 1st session…it was my family, actually. Damn…sy x perasaan lagi kenen, time dlm mimpi tu.

So, what I can conclude here is…to show that how much I craved for a DSLR sampai termimpi-mimpi dan dalam mimpi sampai sanggup jadi photographer for my own family photos. Buduss jugak la... And why the scene took place in a restaurant? Is because when I sleep just now, I have not yet taken my dinner. Punya laparrr… mo p 7eleven la ni beli DSLR eh silap...beli maggi.

50 Things About Me

2009-09-03T18:39:00.011+08:00

I've been tagged by Ned from Facebook for this survey. Instead of posting there...I prefer to post it in my blog. Normally, I don't do survey but I was bored.

1. What time did you get up this morning?
>0747 hrs

2. How do you like your steak?
>Free of Charge...and nothing else matters :)

3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
>The Proposal...so funny+romantic and I watched it alone :(

4. What is your favorite TV show?
>It's been awhile I didn't watch TV. Brothers & Sisters, Friends, Prison Break & Grey's Anatomy to name them

5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
>Switzerland or Sitka (mcm movie Proposal tu...heheh)

6. What did you have for breakfast?
>Mee goreng & Nescafe...it's actually a Brunch

7. What is your favorite cuisine?
>Thai...

8. What foods do you dislike?
>KFC...sudahlah shrimp stick drg menipu urang

9.Where is your favorite place to eat?
>Home sweet home

10. Favorite dressing?
>a. Makanan atau b. pakaian? a. Egg & Mayo b. T-shirt wif short pants

11.What kind of vehicle do you drive?
>Viva...I named her, Vanessa heheh

12. What are your favorite clothes?
> Levi's lately

13. Where would you visit if you had the chance?
>I just love being alien...anywhere in Europe...Euro Trip

14. Cup half-empty or half-full?
>Not yet full

15. Where would you want to retire?
> Sy bulum kawin, lg kana tanya pasal retire...bulum pikir lagi

16. Favorite time of day?
>Free time

17. Where were you born?
>Tambunan

18. What is your favorite sport to watch?
>Football...where you create 2nd brain in your foot

19. Who do you think will not tag you back?
>Teda men tag2 klu dlm blog...xpayah susah2 pikir

20. Person you expect to tag you back first?
>I'm not expecting anyone...saja2 bah ni

21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this?
>I'm not expecting anyone...huh?sounds cold pla

22. Bird watcher?
>Depends on which bird...I guess i'll stick with my own one, and he's hatching 2 eggs now..hahah

23. Are you a morning person or a night person?
>I am a whole...You can see me from morning till night and I am still a person...hahah craps again

24. Do you have any pets?
>Vanessa...is she counts...mcmana bah mo piara klu tgl d flat...but i like puppies

25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share?
>Hmmm...sy sedang menahan pundi kencing menjawab soalan ni yg nda pandai habis

26. What did you want to be when you were little?
>Without thinking twice...ASKAR! excitedly as I used to

27. What is your best childhood memory?
>Hahah a lot! I was a menace back then...I have many scars to flash back that memory

28. Are you a cat or dog person?
>Again without thinking twice...DOGGY whoooff!

29. Are you married?
>Nope, mcm sudah terjawab bah sudah ni tadi

30. Always wear your seat belt?
>Yes...because the blinking light when I didnt wear, really irritates me. It's like a blinking timer of a bomb.

31. Been in a car accident?
>Palis! Buduh kaw

32. Any pet peeves?
>Lately, Ignorance and brainless but not stupid

33. Favorite pizza toppings?
>Hawaiian style

34. Favorite flower?
>Red Rose

35. Favorite ice cream?
>Mint, Choc, Vanilla, Yam etc...ais krim bah tu...nyum2

36. Favorite fast food restaurant?
>Hmmm...maybe Old Town (fast food ka tu?)

37. How many times did you fail your driver's test?
>Manada fail...campin kan

38. From whom did you get your last email?
>The Boring-Bwoingers

39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?
>Good Food & Good Clothes...worth it

40. Do anything spontaneous lately?
>Yep...kring kring "Hello Frank, jom minum." Without thinking twice "Bah"

41. Like your job?
>Like but not love

42. Broccoli?
>What's wrong with the broccoli...a Bro doesn't wear a coli...heheh

43. What was your favorite vacation?
>For what is affordable...maybe Bali or Phukett

44. Last person you went out to dinner with?
>Dammit ... I can't remember

45. What are you listening to right now?
>RHCP - Other Side

46. What is your favorite colour?
>Green for my stuff / stationery, White for apparels (for the time being) and blue for anything else

47. How many tattoos do you have?
>Maybe sooner heheh

48. How many are you tagging for this quiz?
>Xmo tag org...teda paksaan

49. What time did you finish this quiz?
>Sy sambung the next day at 15.01...gila ..byk nya soalan ko ni. ko pulis ka?

50. Do you drink coffee?
>Yess...everymorning, almost
PS: If you are bored as well, no harm to copy this questionnaire and bergumbira lah...have a nice freakin' friday.

We shit?

2009-08-28T14:28:00.009+08:00

We do serious shit. We seriously do shit.
We shit seriously. We shit? seriously?

Afterall, we are in a serious shit & we are in a series of shits...

Sorry readers, just shitting around

The Tales of Two

2009-08-22T16:31:00.006+08:00

As I was browsing to my facebook account, found this video shared by one of my friend. Thought that it will mean something to us all. Hopefully our media will advert this on TV.

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Ignorance of ability brings disability

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Another great story...☺

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A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale." Signs like that have a way of attracting small children and sure enough, a little boy appeared by the store owner's sign. "How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked. The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30-$50."

The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "May I please look at them?" The store owner smiled and whistled, out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur. One puppy was lagging considerably behind.

Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?" The store owner explained that the veteriarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame. The little boy became excited. "That is the little puppy that I want to buy." The store owner said, "No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."

The little boy got quite upset. He looked into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me. That dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."

The store owner countered, "You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies."

To this, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so good myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands! "

Paty Manterola

CRISTACURVA413 Interamerica Blvd

WH1 PMB 027-318Laredo,

TX 78045 Mexico

ABC Wonderland

2009-08-21T18:43:00.005+08:00

"In the Wonderland where I lived, there are 3 people I met (namely A, B & C). They can work as a team and they can quarrel like dogs. Our land, of course, we like functions and party. When we held an important occasion, A will normally do the opening speech; because he can talk damn good and the words seem flawless. And for the entertainment session, B will do those jobs. Because he can entertain very good. Indeed, he also can perform magic tricks like you never seen before. Lastly, C…he will be the back-stage person. He does all the technical things just to get the occasion runs smooth. So, while we are listening hypnotically to the speeches and enchanted by the entertainments, C is making his own way..."

I woke up...terrified. I am in between.

"A sensible man is wiser than he knows, while a fool knows more than is wise." - Lao-tse

Yesterday returns tonight

2009-08-17T23:15:00.005+08:00

I just came back from KL this morning in such a rush. I had to wake up as early as 0400hrs (I must get used to this 24hrs time system). Take a bath and get my final packing…drove to LCCT with these honky tonk eyes. I still feel like sleeping. My flight is at 0655 and landing soundly in Penang International Airport at 0745, no delay and in time…good. My colleague pick me up from there and straight away to our office where I parked my car. I drove back change into uniform and directly go to the QMS Audit opening meeting. The Audit was rescheduled and shortens to 1 day only instead of 2 as per tentative. It went just nice (Thank God no NCR issued). After audit, another problem is already waiting at the site, solve it and get back to my car-park-size bedroom. My things are still scattered here and there, my head is too heavy and so are my eyes.

Flashback to my yesterday moment with my family back there in Kajang…miss them so. The most enjoyable moment is when we all go jalan² for shopping at The Mines, Serdang and eating our dinner at the Chinese Restaurant there. I didn’t shops much, I just enjoyed buying things for them. Seeing them happy is just enough for me to forget anything else. I just bought a sandal & a T-shirt only. We stayed in a budget chalet, just enough to cramp 6 of us. Imagine 6 people want to take turn for shower, and if you’re the last person you’ll have to wait for 2 hours while seeing the others are already fast asleep. The blankets provided was not enough and I had to sleep blanketless, fighting the coldness of the air-cond. But still, it was the best sleep ever (as far as I remember).

At this very moment, between these four walls, I am sitting and looking pointless on the wall…thinking that, I suppose to be still there with them. When it's over you feel like 'Can we roll it up again? Can the yesterday come back again tonight? Don’t you feel like hating this lonesome?!

Just want to share my simple poem. It’s about a simple family holiday.

Stupidity has a price tag

2009-08-14T19:58:00.005+08:00

While I was waiting here in Penang Airport boarding room, I was wondering, " Why am I so clumsy to buy the ticket to KL at 0815 hrs when I suppose to buy for 2015hrs. I was pissed off by my own stupidity. It cost me to buy another air ticket for the price of RM339...kotoh kepada diri sendiri...terpaksa la 3 bulan nda makan buffet ni mo recover ni damage..hohoho.

P.S: At least terasa kaya sekijap naik MAS instead of naik AirAsia. The AirAsia Lady in the counter just now was so irritating with her gaya yg mcm tu kapal dia yg renew tu insurans tiap2 tahun.

Window of Joy

2009-08-14T08:48:00.006+08:00

I can't help but admiring this masterpiece by Iman Maleki, the Iranian realist painter.

This is something.

The Unplanned Plane

2009-08-12T00:31:00.010+08:00

I've been spending my last 2 consecutive weekends with MOSCOW. This weekend is my most anticipated days where I will have my chance to meet my family in KL in occasion with my younger brother's convocation on the 16th.

I've already planned this gathering since June. I've bought the return air tickets for my mom, my 2 younger sisters and my dad. My elder brother (with his wife) will also be coming and of course dia dan bininya beli sendiri lah...hehehe. For the 4 return tickets, I bought it for the total amount of RM666. (Atukoi! nasib bukan 888...mcm buku hutang pla nnt) I may consider the price as quite cheap around RM84/person/flight.

This will be my first driving journey with my Viva to KL. We were excited since we never travel that far together. I never bring my Viva beyond the radius of 100km. I can say that my Viva (err I think I wanna name her...Vanessa...hehe) I can say that Viva, okay, she's Vanessa now, is an island car. She enjoys travelling Penang Island as much as Lilo enjoys Hawaii, playing hula-hoop. But I'm a bit worried since Vanessa is still a baby, she's just turn 1 year old on 07/07 this year and she is afraid of big city as Kay Hell (KL).

But on 11/08/09 was the turning point of all my happy planning. Our Project has been scheduled for a SIRIM QMS Audit on 17/08. That is on Monday next week which I supposed to be still in KL. My Project Manager was worried because I will not be around on that day, furthermore my Senior Project Engineer will also be expecting his first born child on that same period. Meaning, my PM will be the auditee if we were not around. From there, I’ve known already that I will be the victim of this joy-killer situation. My holidays supposed to be from 15 – 18, but then, I’ve to cut-off my leave to 15 – 16, which means I have to save as much time as I could to be with my family in KL…and that’s involved leaving Vanessa alone in Penang (nangis la dia tu nnt) and I will be taking plane to KL.

I will be going to KL on 14 at night (after work) and then come back Penang early morning on 17 (just 2-3 hours before the Audit start). I can imagine how fucked-up the situation will be especially for all the travels and the rush that I am going to experienced on that time.

So my mission before leaving Penang is to tidy up all the works & docs, 2nd mission is try not to think about the Audit during my stay in KL and try to enjoy as much as possible with my family and thirdly, not to loose my breath of rushing for work. And for the rest of the 2 days audit…I better try not to imagine. I just really want it to be over soonest possible.

Dear You

2009-08-11T02:26:00.010+08:00

Dear You,

I ain’t gonna be polite to you. I’m gonna keep on being rude because that's what I’m best at. Don’t try to pretend that I have been nice to you. Don't try to brag so that I will be easy on you. Don’t ever dream on it. I have the reason to be rude. You must be hating me, for you to be gone through this. It’s allright, because I know someday you will understand. Someday you will appreciate. You just need to be patient with me. I need to knock on you hard so you will wake up and realize what I am about to offer and what you are about to learn… Welcome to the University of Hard Knocks.

Yours sincerely,

Prof. Life Sucks

Dean of Success Enrollment Campus

Rock the boat

2009-08-10T07:53:00.009+08:00

I’ve been to MOSCOW

2009-08-09T13:30:00.009+08:00

Warning: Read responsibly. Some contents may not suitable to certain people. I will not held responsible to you. You just need to be self-responsible...hehehe

Okay...here's the thing, technically, I’ve never been to Moscow in Russia but planning to :P. I don’t have any idea how’s it feels like being in Moscow. Ahh… I have so much dreams in my mind. (Siuk juga daydreaming ni kadang2)

First of all. Before I start, let me get myself clear… I am not a heavy drinker, alcoholic, alcoholomaniac or whatever you call it is, I just drink ‘responsibly’ ~ courtesy of Tiger Beer… (Grin). Secondly, for religion or legal sake, don’t drink when they said a big ‘No’. Thirdly, I know you won’t listen to No #2 but then at least listen to #1…drink responsibly. Fourthly, don’t drink and drive, and yes literally we don’t drink and drive at the same time, we parked our car and go drink first and drive it later…so it suppose to sound like ‘don’t drink before drive’.

However, what’s the point of having rules when actually they’re meant to be broken? Why I say so…is that, if you notice all pubs & bistros have car park facilities. Are the authorities expecting us to drink orange juice inside the pubs? Well, at least they should introduce a home delivery beer as an alternative, right? Hahaha...why not?

Pics courtesy of : http://2.bp.blogspot.com/

I can consider that a HOT coffee is still a 'cold' drink. Because no matter how many cups of coffees you drink, you still be talking at the same level, still holding back the naked truth of your opinions and feelings. Whereas, chill beers is a ‘hot’ drink. It warms up the conversation; it breaks the ice even if you just met the person that night…and you feel like you know him/her for sometimes. No offence to anybody (to the coffee lovers or to the beer haters)… it’s merely an opinion. So next time when somebody ask you to go for a coffee or for a beer…you will know what to be…to be cold or to be warm.

But then, all of us (regardless of any factors) are well understood to ‘Drink Responsibly’. We drink to have a ‘breakaway’ from our hectic life, we drink to get together with friends & folks and we drink to enjoy life (Live to cheers~). We don’t drink to show that who can drink barrels of beers and who just can drink a pint or two. We don’t drink to show our dominance, we don’t drink to fish girls…(but if the girls are happy drinking with you, then go for it Johnny) Like I said before, it’s the togetherness that counts. And I don’t care If I had only 3 hours or 3 days break on weekend, but I’ve been to MOSCOW on Friday and come back the other day. MOSCOW = Moments Of Sharing ‘Cheers’ On Weekend.

P.S: You should go to MOSCOW too. Heheheh...cheers buddy

Ninja Turtle

2009-08-08T17:33:00.001+08:00

This (Today) is my 13th day working, I never had a chance to breath the weekend serenity last week, but that doesn’t stop me to enjoy it…heheh

Ok ..I proceed to what happens on Friday stays on Friday..(hahah teda la bah juga mcm tu) I starts with TGIF…of course almost everyone knows what’s this abbreviation means…it’s ‘Thanks God It’s Friday’. I dunno who coined it anyway but seriously it doesn’t applies to everybody. Durang paham ka perasaan sy ni yg keja fullday on Saturday? tp mungkin disebabkan these words seems diucapkan dr bibir ke bibir seantero dunia…(tidak kira la bibir angelina jolie ka, bibir jay z ka, bibir jang nara ka…suma pun kesukaan menyebut TGIF)…maka automatically palautak sy pun sudah ter’bioclocked of thinking that Friday is cool and you can party all night long and never thinking bout waking up early in the next morning to work on Saturday. Mcm suda terbesa pla, xkira la bisuk karaja ka x, klu mo enjoy sy kluar jak tu...hahah. Tapi terpaksa jadi mcm Cinderella la, pukul 12 jak..balik sudah. Paduli kasut sy tertinggal d tangga, jgn jak HP sy atau dompet sy atau kunci keta...huhuhu

Maka selesai sahaja acara bekerja keras (arap2 bos nampak...lol) 8.30 – 5.30pm, saya dgn xsemena-mena nya mengajak colleague sy, “Hey, come on let’s go drink larr tonite”. Dia dgn palautak yg sewel2 juga pun lantas menjawab “Pukul 7pm start”...Berpikir juga sy??Gila juga mo start awal, mo pungut kain jemuran, mo p kasi kurung ayam lagi...sampat kah klu pukul 7.30??

Dipendekkan cerita, maka pigi la kami d Welky at 7.30pm, di mana anda akan melihat bertumpuk tumpuk kopitiam 70-an punya style d sana. Dipahamkan, bahwa kedai tersebut sudah berkurun lamanya dia x kunjungi…akan tetapi sang empunya kedai tersebut masih mengenali beliau kerana dulu2 dia pun kaki minum d sana. Tp after quite sometimes dia keja oversea & overland, maka ini la kunun kali pertama dia dtg balik p ni kadai. Trus ada lagi sesi nostalgia bersama tu owner, saling bertanya khabar. Dia ckp; dulu klu kami minum 3 botol dp free lighter, 13 butul free satu set gelas kaca, 33 butul free aisbox, 333 butul?? Sy rasa bagus makan saja la tu butul klu smpi 333 in one nite..hohoho. (Eh, ini patut cerita sy bukan dia…so sia cut sikit la babak pasal dia)

Ok kita ceta pasal tu toilet sana lagi pla,k. Dia ckp “you must see the toilet here..it’s one of a kind in Penang.” Sia tingu dr rual, ok sya’ pun, ada bumbung ada 4 walls…cukup selesa sudah utk kancing time2 moginum. Utk kasi puas ati dia dan kasi ilang segala keraguan di hati, p la kunun sy masuk d toilet tu. (Sorry gambar x di attached). Dia punya lantai ok juga..bulih la kampung2. Tp d tengah2 lantai ada satu square hole and it’s direct discharge to the drain yg sy nampak kayu-kayu, broken bricks pun ada…I was lucky I didn’t get to see any cockroach or teenage mutant ninja turtle underneath it. And u know what, that drain is directly p laut…that’s why sy kasi kurang2 makan ikan d pulau mutiara ni..huhuh. Tp drg pandai juga goda sy makan seafood d cni, durang masak sadap2, campur itu campur ini, masak stim, masak halia, masak tom yam, 3 rasa, sweet & sour, black pepper…u name it, suma drg terrer masak d penang, smpi ko lupa pasal cerita tandas tu.

I have 3 occasion that I still haven’t decide which one to pick; 1st Birthday party my colleague, 2nd Aramaiti tpt si Don, 3rd Shenanigans?? I better go back pikir2 dulu, mandi and masuk toilet yg teda ninja turtle…hohoho

Soul friction

2009-08-03T23:47:00.006+08:00

Counter-Strike

(This is not a game review)

If you are a pc-gamer, Counter-Strike (CS) will not be alien to you. I’m not a gamer, but during college years, I’ve seen more than half of my male friends are gamers. More than half of the gamers are CS-die-hard fan. Thus, more than half of my visual memory of games is CS. I watch them shooting to the enemies endlessly. When they’re moving forward to achieve their mission, they will meet different enemies that had different specialties and skills, so in order them to defeat each of the enemy; they will use different type of method & weapons. I can see that along the way, they will pick a weapon and when they see a better one, they’ll grab on it. And of course there is a price to pay. Below are the examples of weapon which I blindly copy from the net;

1. Benelli M3 Super 90 = Great Power, 1 hit kill headshots, cheap
2. Rifle – M4a1 = Very stable, accurate, powerful.
3. Pistol: Sig P228/9I = Good power, good speed, good capacity, good accuracy.

And all of those, come with different specs such as damage effect, ammo capacity, accuracy, speed, function & price.

If you are a life-goer, problem-strikes (PS) will not be alien to you, as well. When problem strikes to us, often we called it a day and get depressed or maybe trying to escape from it. I just learned that; in this game of life, escaping from problems doesn’t seem to be a good idea. Sooner or later, it will come back to me again. It is just that I need to move forward in order for me to achieve my goals. Moving forward, though, does have friction that wear my sole out (but not the soul). How can I escape frictions?? (Nah, stalemate?)

The best weapon to counter a problem is by using different ideas or approach for different situation. Yes, we may have principle in our life but that doesn’t mean that we are going to stick with it in our entire life. It has to suit with whom or what we are dealing with. Of course it’s ridiculous to kill a beast by using chopsticks. And it is not necessary to chop a tofu with an axe. So, when I walk through this journey, a gentle reminder to myself, don’t forget to pick up the right weapon at the right situation (with the right price). Nite!

Jalan² cari pasal

2009-08-02T01:57:00.010+08:00

Today was a bit weird, gloomy and not so good for me. Firstly, in the early morning...it was raining and I was thinking whether to wait the rain to stop or just go for work through the rain...wow, that’s romantically committed to the job. Isn’t it better that today be my off day...oh I wish. I waited for awhile, but the rain seems happily pouring the soil. Guess this is what it means to be “Have You Ever Seen The Rain” kind of day. Yesterday I posted that in my Facebook shout out just to make fun of my friends whom were murked by the non-stop rain in KK. Now it hits back to me.

And on the evening, when I was planning to go back home, I realized that my motor’s seat was a bit lower than it supposed to be. Aih? Must got something wrong larr ni. So I checked all over. Now…there you are good ol’ tyre. It is punctured! I phoned the ‘tyre’ guy to come and replace the tube. I called him a few times but no response. He must have set his ringtone with a Kenny G music, perhaps. I am not lullabying you larr uncle. Wake up and pick up the phone, please. This is an S.O.S call! Finally, he answered…listening to his voice, kompom baru bangun tidur. What kind of Malaysian are you sleeping at 5 in the evening to my thoughts. Besalah, time tension…apa2 pun ble terpikir dlm otak. If I were to be him in this cold evening rain, I would also be in my cloud no. 9…But I try to put myself calm and requesting him to come; politely as I can. “Tunggu sikit jam, arr. Nanti wa mai.” Glad to hear that, at least he is willing to ride through the rain to save another unlucky guy, which is happened to be me today. Mimang butul2 la jugak sikit jam I had to wait, he come nearly 6PM and apologizing for coming late. “Bah ya la…cuba ko bikin dulu tu tayar capatt,” getus hati kecilku.

The suffering was almost going to an end before I noticed that the shirt I hang at the washing room is misted by the splashes of the whole day rain from the nearest window. I had to iron it for sometimes to get it dry while on the other end, Mr. Rayner is already on the way fetching me up. Kelam kabut lagi…

To make it short, I proceed the story to the more cheerful part…because on the first half is awful one.

Just when Malaysia's city centre was strucked by the Pro & Anti-ISA riot today, my stomach was also strucked by hunger. So we decided to go for a buffet dinner which was planned a week earlier. It supposed to be a-‘jom ramai-ramai p makan buffet’-dinner but I guess everybody still have their sore eyes due to the tear gas fiesta earlier this afternoon near Masjid Jamek. So left only us both. We decided to go for the Rasa Sayang buffet, but since I was late and the rain is still playing games with my heart, we decided to go for a nearer place…G Hotel at Gurney Drive, Penang.

The main dish, to me it was not bad. It was just on-the-par for a fine dining standard.

For the cakes and mousse, simply irresistable and cuddly too. It’s a plate-lickin’-good kind of taste but since we need to be ‘mannersfull ‘ so we don’t go to that extent…lol.

And another good thing was the beer…it was served bottomless, dude. I feel like I can crack a smile to my ears…libar butul senyuman sia bila dingar dia ckp ‘free flow’.

We really had an enjoyable time there, we took our dishes slow and steady, did a few pit stops and continue eating again. Go to toilet for liquid discharge and fill up again. That was fun! And we even didn’t realize that time is running out until the waiter said ‘last call’. Aiya..bulum makan buah lagi ni. I quickly grab a plate and took the fruits just before the waiter going to cater them out.

One more thing that I like about the place is; its elegance environment. The lounge & café area was contemporary designed and my eyes can’t stop wandering pleasingly. We are planning to go some more for another buffet dinner…the next, will be Rasa Sayang, Comin’ getcha!

Gloomy day turns to a happy night. What a day!

P.S: If you don't like how things are, change it! You're not a tree. ~ Jim Rohn

Focus: Problems or Solutions

2009-07-29T12:57:00.006+08:00

Sometimes we are unaware that when facing a problem, we are too much focused on the problem itself. These stories below (forwarded to me via e-mail) are good tips for us to differentiate either we are focusing more on the problem or on the solution.

Difference between Focusing on Problems and Focusing on Solutions

Case 1:

When NASA began the launch of astronauts into space, they found out that the pens wouldn't work at zero gravity (ink won't flow down to the writing surface). To solve this problem, it took them one decade and $12 million.

They developed a pen that worked at zero gravity, upside down, underwater, in practically any surface including crystal and in a temperature range from below freezing to over 300 degrees C.

And what did the Russians do...?? They used a pencil.

Case 2:

One of the most memorable case studies on Japanese management was the case of the empty soapbox, which happened in one of Japan 's biggest cosmetics companies. The company received a complaint that a consumer had bought a soapbox that was empty. Immediately the authorities isolated the problem to the assembly line, which transported all the packaged boxes of soap to the delivery department. For some reason, one soapbox went through the assembly line empty. Management asked its engineers to solve the problem.

The engineers worked hard to devise an X-ray machine with high-resolution monitors manned by two people to watch all the soapboxes that passed through the line to make sure they were not empty. No doubt, they worked hard and they worked fast but they spent a huge amount to do so.

But when a rank-and-file employee in a small company was posed with the same problem, he did not get into complications of X-rays, etc., but instead came out with another solution. He bought a strong industrial electric fan and pointed it at the assembly line. He switched the fan on, and as each soapbox passed the fan, it simply blew the empty boxes out of the line.

Moral Of The Story:

Always look for simple solutions. Focus on solutions not on problems.

Be the change

2009-07-27T02:29:00.007+08:00

"Be the change you want to see in the world" Michael Scoffield.

The picture above just for illustration purpose. I don't have anything to elaborate about this title actually. But it means so much if we come to think of it.

Is this Sunday? That was the first thought that popped-up in my mind when I woke up this morning. I am grateful to this Sunday, though, it was just another plain weekend.

Pause... finding ideas.

I remember to a story about an old man who was, in one jazzy morning, taking a walk beside the sea. He, who was an Architect in a well-established landscaping firm, was just having a sightseeing while smiling on the beautiful landscapes designed by him 9 years ago. A glimpse of satisfaction showed on his face on turning that dull beach to a 5-Stars Resort. He is now a part-time lecturer in a well-renowned distinguished college and has been honored with ‘Professor’ title. I guess, he had been through a ‘great journey of life’ indeed.

Far away from where he was walking, he could see a 9-year old boy running playfully on his barefoot by the seashore. Enjoying the mild wave came crushing on him. He went closer to that boy. The boy bends down looking at an ant colony.

He quickly picked one tiny ant out from the sand just before another tide came sweeping below his feet.

The old man asked the boy, “Why you want to save an ant, while thousands of them cannot be saved and be drowned to the sea?” thinking that the boy has done something insignificant & just a waste of effort.

Then, the boy smiled & replied, “I cannot save the whole troop of ants, but at least I have saved one life and gave him chance to live,”

"Be the change you want to see in the world"

Back to the topic, indeed, to change the whole world is just out of hand for us to cope, individually. Most people gave up on such big statement and expressing question like “How can I change the world when I am just an ordinary citizen, who works my ass off from 9 to 5 to earn a living?” or maybe most of success people, will feel proudly satisfied to what he had contributed and expecting others should acknowledge his deeds too. Like what Mother Theresa said, "We do not have to do great things, only small things with great love." I am not Pope Benedict XVI nor a UNICEF activist, but I am just thinking that what sounded nice should echoes to others.

To the ant, he just learned to be alive, again.

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Since today is Sunday, I just want to share this song;

♫ PASS IT ON ♫

It only takes a spark to get a fire going.
And soon all those around, can warm up in glowing.
That's how it is with God's love,
Once you've experienced it, you spread His love to everyone;
You want to pass it on.

What a wondrous time is spring, when all the trees are budding;
The birds begin to sing, the flowers start their blooming.
That's how it is with God's love;
Once you've experienced it, you want to sing
"It's fresh like spring"; you want to pass it on.

I wish for you my friend, this happiness that I've found.
You can depend on Him, it matters not where you're bound.
I'll shout it from the mountain top - PRAISE GOD
I want the world to know; the Lord of love has come to me,
I want to pass it on.

P/S: I can't believe I ended up giving a Sunday preach.

The Anode & Chatode of People

2009-07-25T13:13:00.005+08:00

AUDIOSLAVE - BE YOURSELF

Someone falls to pieces
Sleepin all alone
Someone kills the pain
Spinning in the silence
To finally drift away
Someone gets excited
In a chapel yard
Catches a bouquet
Another lays a dozen
White roses on a grave

To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do

Someone finds salvation in everyone
And another only fame
Someone tries to hide themself
Down inside their selfish brain
Someone swears his true love
Untill the end of time
Another runs away
Divided or united?
Or is everyone insane?

To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do

You can be fading up
And pulled apart
Or been in love
Every single memory of
Could have been faces of love
Dont lose any asleep tonight
I'm sure everything will end up alright
You may win love

But to be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do

What a day!

2009-07-24T19:50:00.003+08:00

Today I woke up late for work! Argghh... I suppose to conduct an On-The-Job training at 9.00AM. My sub-con supervisor called me at 8.50AM. This is really a wake-up call, literally. Apa lagi, panik si kawan. I rushed on dressing myself to work. You know how’s the feeling of being late, and you have an event waiting for you on the other end? It seems that you can do things in superfast motion, but the only thing that seems very slow is the elevator. I live in an apartment on the 22nd floor. During this kind of situation you can feel the waiting is like hell.

I remember that another friend of mine was also experienced waking up late for work this week but he don’t panicked. Ok, so I took his advice not to be panicked...late is late, you can never reached on time anyway. After the door lift opened, instead of rushing to my motorbike, I went to the mini market, which is on the ground floor, and buy cigarettes. I took my smoke first, thinking of what excuses will I create to my boss later.

When I reached my bike at parking area, I phoned my colleague to start the training first, and then I will catch up later. Luckily I’ve already gave them the training notes yesterday. But suddenly my boss called me, oh shit, he’s already at the training venue together with the rest of the participants. To make things short, I managed to get to the place at 9.26AM and continue the training speech. I can say that, if I have arrived earlier, I can prepare myself and conveyed the training much better. This is the first time I experienced arriving 1 hour late to work. I really cannot remember on turning off my alarm this morning. I think I may consider installing a siren alarm in my room hohoh…

After the meeting, I need to settle another problem, to meet our Structure Design Engineer and highlight about his drawing discrepancy with the architectural drawing. Next, my concrete supplier punya hal lagi. I already ask him to rectify the problem since yesterday and he still didn’t turn up. I called him; he dare not answer the phone. Fine! I’ll call his boss and asked him to bring that asshole right to my office right now. As predicted this guy with this kind of situation making a lot of lame excuses. My mind spells him ‘B.U.L.L.S.H.I.T’. I angrily scolded that guy each time he try to bullshit on me untill he cannot say any more words except ‘sorry’.

Honestly, it doesn’t make me feel good to settle the things in that way especially the guy is also a friend and 2 days back we just have our lunch together. But I cannot let him go each time he made some mistakes. This is not the first time. It’s the 5th time now. I even remind him before the thing went wrong but then either he just took it for granted or just being helplessly careless.

I hope he can accept it as nothing personal, purely work matters. It was just 12.30PM, and I was exhausted. What a Friday morning is this? And at 2:30PM I will have another meeting, a long boring meeting and guess what? Expectation met. It was indeed very boring and lengthy. Meeting adjourned at 5PM, I need to go to 24th floor for a structure works inspection. I planned to ‘call it a day’ earlier but it seems that I had to pay the price of coming late by leaving late. Mimang 'Lap lap foo' la juga… What a day!

Art

2009-07-23T00:18:00.005+08:00

I had an early good-nite sleep tonight. Because the hectic day today is just pulling me down to tiredness. The music on my notebook kept on playing, lullabying me to a comfort sleep.

But it was just a 30-mins ease of mind, then, I awoke with the old time favourite song gently penetrating to my clueless head, still thought that “Am I still sleeping?” Gosh, how I hate to be awake and there is nothing actually to do. This is my second night that I tried to sleep early but I couldn’t. Am I insomniac? No, I am pretty sure I am not. Not yet.

So I took my pencil and grab the nearest plain paper and start drawing anything just to kill time. Yeah, I used to love drawing since I knew how to grip a pencil firmly. Back at home, I still can see my 9-year-old-boy ‘masterpiece’ on the bathroom wall. And my art was firstly discovered by one woman, who is back then was a big monster figure that was so furious with my graffiti. I guess mom didn’t like art much. I smiled to it each time when I am home. Why my dad did not repaint the wall, anyway? (P/S: Dad, I’m kidding. Just don’t.)

...

I finished my drawing. “Ahh… I didn’t progressed an inch of my drawing skills since I gave up 10 years ago,” I was not giving up drawing actually but maybe because after form 3, there were no more Art Subject. They got it but it’s an optional subject which I decided not to take seeing the other art students carrying that big drawing board to school and I needed to buy all the other stationery if I took the subject. I just let it go and focused on something else, which are sports.

Reminiscing myself back then, I do remember that I did different type of arts. When I was 9, I used to join my class play-act. When I was 11, I did participate and won the poem reading competition. When I was 13, I was crazy for painting and guitar. If sports considered as art, I’m in at 15.

Now that I am 25, I adopted a new type of art. The art of living…

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Right to be wrong

2009-07-21T11:37:00.004+08:00

Read this article this morning. I find it interesting :)

“You have the right to be wrong” was a common expression of an old high school history teacher of mine. Some students hated this teacher because they thought he was lazy and a bit sadistic. He never lectured, nor did he ever seem to have a lesson plan prepared. He’d just sit back in his chair, sometimes putting his feet up on his desk, and then he’d ask probing questions and insult whoever attempted to answer them (usually for their lack of individual thought).

For homework he’d assign us lots of dry reading material, and then we’d have to write very brief papers on complex subjects, like a two-page, double-spaced paper about the causes of the Civil War. Believe me — this is a lot harder than writing a 5-10 page paper on the subject because you have to choose your words very carefully. Otherwise you’ll run out of space before you make a dent in the topic. Two pages was the maximum you’d be allowed to write. If you wrote 2.1 pages, you’d fail the assignment. “Verbal flabbiness” wasn’t allowed.

Despite his lack of popularity, this teacher had the stated goal of teaching students to think for themselves instead of merely regurgitating information we learned elsewhere. This is tough to do with 17-year olds, especially with a subject like U.S. history.

I thought the expression, “you have the right to be wrong,” while usually meant as a joke in this class, was good advice. It’s not in the Bill of Rights, but perhaps it can be considered a basic human right. You have the right to be wrong. You have the right to make mistakes. You have the right to fail.

Many people don’t see the value in exercising this right, however. I think this is also a major component in the fear of public speaking. What if you take a stand on something, and you’re shot down, proven utterly wrong?

What’s so terrible about being wrong? If you’re never wrong, to me that indicates you aren’t growing. I hope that five years from now, I’ll look back on some of my blog posts from this year and disagree with myself. Otherwise it would mean that either I haven’t grown or that I was too timid in expressing myself.

Don’t be afraid to take stabs at the edges of your certainty. That’s one of the best ways to learn. Let others react to your ideas. Sometimes they’ll help provide new facts that can allow you to refine your ideas. Other times they’ll merely react emotionally which can help you become more resilient in weathering other people’s emotions. Don’t be afraid to put out your ideas in a conversation, a speech, an article, a blog entry, a forum post — any communication where you can get feedback from others.

Take your ego out of the picture
I think people resist being wrong because they equate their ideas with their ego. So if their ideas get shot down, they treat it as a personal defeat — they feel humiliated. The feedback from others may even encourage this reaction: “Boy, you really blew it tonight.” But just because others equate your ideas with your identity doesn’t mean you’re obligated to do so as well.

Over-investing your ego in your results is unproductive and unnecessary. If you think the failure of your ideas is a personal failure, you’ll take too few risks, risks that could ultimately pay off. But if you can learn to separate yourself from your ideas and your work and see them as something separate from yourself, you’ll feel you truly have the right to be wrong. If an idea fails, why not let it be the idea’s fault instead of your own? Allow your ideas to fail without turning them into personal defeat.

When I write articles or give speeches, I do my best to remove my ego from any attachment to the results. Ideas are ideas — they are not me. Even if I’m relating personal stories, those stories are still not equal to the real me. They’re merely words. If I give a speech and get a lousy reaction, the reaction might be due to my lack of skill as a speaker. But again, my skills are not equal to the real me. My ideas and skills are merely possessions or creations, but they don’t define the real me. Thus, I never feel my ego is in any danger if a speech or an article bombs.
If an idea seems to really hit the mark, I don’t take it as a personal victory either. I just think… hey, that’s appears to be a good idea. If an idea misses the mark, I see if there’s any helpful feedback and then may refine or abandon the idea. Or it could be that I felt the idea wasn’t expressed well enough and missed its mark due to being poorly communicated. To me it’s all just feedback to create better ideas and to improve communication skills.

I think this attitude is what helps make it very easy for me to give a speech without nervousness and to write regularly for an audience of tens of thousands of readers. I feel it’s perfectly fine for me to be wrong. When discussing a complex subject like personal growth, there are many shades of gray. Despite all the knowledge and experience I have in this area, there’s no way I could ever hope to perfectly understand every facet of this vast field. Plus my communication skills are invariably imprecise. Effective communication requires a combination of logic and emotion, and those are sometimes at odds with each other and will impact different individuals uniquely. I know of no great speakers or writers who ever achieve unanimous agreement when they communicate anything of value. By keeping ego out of the picture, you can do as Winston Churchill suggested — move from one failure to the next with no loss of enthusiasm.

How could you better exercise your right to be wrong? Have you been afraid to hit the gym because you don’t know what to do and expect that you will only look like an idiot? Don’t put your ego on the line — remember that it’s only your skills that are lacking. You are not lacking as a human being just because you lack certain knowledge and skill. Where else could you take a stab at being wrong or ignorant where the only long-term consequence would be a bruised ego (and not even that if you leave your ego behind)?

You have the right to be wrong. Let your ideas fail, let your skills prove their inadequacy, and let your knowledge reveal its limits. None of that is the real you anyway.

When you fail you discover your boundaries. You map out the edges of your capabilities. And this allows you to eventually move beyond them.
Being wrong eventually leads to being right. And even where it doesn’t, it’s still a more interesting path than being nothing.

Source: http://www.stevepavlina.com/

Smoking TV

2009-07-20T02:55:00.004+08:00

Last night I switch on the TV to watch the news (after ages I didn’t watch it) on this ‘so called’ mainstream media, just to let myself updated with current issues. Everything seems under controlled, everything seems nice, people are happy. If they were not, I see government showing actions efficiently. This must be the greatest country in the whole wide world. I was blessed.

Then, I went browsing on the internet. From there I noticed the cries of people for betterment, for a change. When I see the posts, some of them it was just posted 5-6 hours ago but then the comments or feedback from readers a lot, hundreds of them whining and expressing their frustration on the ‘unheard people’s voices’.

If you are not familiar of this situation (or if you didn’t get used to see on the other side of the coin), you must be thinking that “What are these people moaning about? Aren’t they grateful to live in this peaceful country?” I asked myself “What do I need to be grateful with?”. Is it because I survived in this world so I can breathe the tomorrow’s air? Is it because that we don’t have any major natural disaster that we should be grateful with? Of course, I am, but it is more than being survived ‘cari makan’ in this land and being grateful of no natural disaster. Because these gratefulness I thanked to God, whom controls life, death and nature.

And to me, my everyday life is not survived but it is to be lived and developed. To which I can control, I will do my best effort to improve my living. I will find way for betterment. I am sure that’s what every people do in their life.

God has done His job well, people have & still on-going strive for better quality of life. How about the people whom we choose to be our leaders? Do they perform the job well? If so, why does the cries of people still heard in unsung voices? If you didn’t get what I mean, let me bring you back to the first and second paragraph. What’s the difference of these 2 sources?

Of course the 1st is the government's main instrument to channel and show off their contribution to the rakyat and to the country. It is more about one-way Gov-to-People relation highlighted there. Next, the 2nd paragraph is more about People-to-Gov ‘broken’ link relation. Remained unheard.

P/S: Good night. This is like a needle on the pillow. Throw it out and get to sleep.

Mr. A to Z

2009-07-18T17:06:00.005+08:00

It's 17:06 now, how I want to go back from office so bad. Yes, I am working on Saturday, not half but full day, while others are now busy shopping at Queensbay Mall or enjoying their weekend watching DVD and eating Mr. Potato on their cosy couch back at home, I am here with my Saturday sweat at the construction site and paperworks scattered all over my table in my office. So right now I am gonna waste my time by surfing & blogging while waiting 17:30 to come.

Okay, skip the crap, heheh (proceed to another crap)... Music. Like what McDonald's say "I'm loving it" I love music so much. Perhaps I think I am a music freak. I played songs depends on the mood, I played songs to suit with my mood. A rock song for my energetic time, a hip-hop song for the clubbing mode, a sentimental song ( & sometimes an instrumental music) to make me sleep, and a love song to remind me to 'someone'.

Sometimes, I love music because of the catchy melody. Some because their meaningful lyrics. And it is superb if the song i like had both. I have few couples of lifetime-favourite songs. (Not to be mentioned) And I have a lot of memorable songs too. For example, when I heard the MxPx songs, I remember my hostel life when my friend, Daniel and I used to study late at night while listening to that song or maybe the 80's which reminds me of my childhood memories.

Maybe this is one of the reason that I like to sing karaoke though I know how unpleasant my voice is. I remember last night, we had a company's party at Penang Club and after the buffet dinner, we had some 'yam sing' while having some volunteers performing songs. Me and Yunis, to our excitement, being the first entertainers that night and I remembered my voice on that 1st song seems out of pitch here and there (if you can't imagine that, try listening to the sound of the tyres when you drift...hohoh).

But, I think for an opening karaoke session should be that manner so that the other will participate and boost their confidence by thinking that "Hey that guy singing there, he sucks! So why am I to be shy to sing? I'm not a good singer but at least better than him." And after that, I see almost all of them take turns to the stage last night bringing awful noise up there..lol. But it was a very fun night though. Once in a while to go for a party with my fellow colleagues. It's the 'togetherness' that counts!

I've been browsing You Tube and found this song by Jason Mraz called I'm Yours in live performance. And it's acoustic. Damn I love acoustic. To my opinion, Jason Mraz is one of the coolest singer which I can say the person that sings his heart out. Very cool and simplistic. From his body language to the melody that comes from his mouth, they just synchronized pleasingly. I've heard this song in 3 or 4 version, both live & studio-recorded...they are all awesome. I can imagine a scenery on the evening's sunset; where palm leaves beside the beach waving gracefully in a cool breezing air that blows your mind far away to the horizon. How breathtaking!

It reminds me that it's 17:30 now! Run Frankie, Run! Run to your excitement! Yeah yeah pulang

P/S: If I may fall during 'pulang' time, I must remind my self to quickly 'bangun' and 'sapu-sapu' my pants and keep on running until I reach the yellow gate...which is the gate to my 'home' and rush to my mom's 'bubur kacang'. I know, i know this is Cinderella story. The reality is; I will get stucked in a traffic jam for hours before arriving home and found that nothing on the table. Ya la, definitely dinner outside la ni malam.

No sugar, just coffee

2009-07-16T01:34:00.008+08:00

No topic, Just read

Hurmm…what am I going to write tonight? Actually there is a lot of things in my mind right now. Music? maybe tomorrow. Sports? I’m not into it tonight. Love? Far from being blogged in my page for the moment. Perhaps I want to talk ‘bout “Believe”. I don’t really know this falls under what category. I just let my mind flows with the pen.

Have you ever heard that, some people are like Police; “they can have all the evidence in the world but they still want clarification.”

Some people, they want to have assurance. Some people, they just want to get motivated. Some just have problem with their confidence. Most of them need reason to believe. The problem is that nowadays people are being closely attached to the system that they lived in. A man made system that to the superiors; think it can make their life easier, make others follow. But who can tell that he/she is in the right position to do so. Who can tell that inside this so-called superior’s system, lies another great men who tend not to be followers. That’s when the system break into few bunch of reformed systems. The greed of glory, gold and god will come to possessed the mind of these type of human.

Ok, let me put you into a situation,on the no man’s land in the center of these systems conflicts. It becomes complicated. Where would you go from here? Would you listen to what other’s says? Would you believe to what other’s says? Or would it be the ‘first-come, first-served’ basis implied? Or maybe he who speaks the loudest would win you into? So now, where is the good of ‘clarification’? As we know, words can be deceiving. Is there any evidence to prove the clarification? What if there isn’t one. Who will you be hoping to?

Then, you have to be ‘believe in yourself’. It will rely on you…to be assured, to get motivated and to be confident. The freedom of choices lies in you...your mind, heart and soul. Some people push their selves too hard to make themselves believe or/and push others to believe in what they believe. By hook or by crook. By facts or by fraud. What approach they are using, it really don’t matters to them. From what I see it’s been leeching politically & religiously. Poignance, I must say.

Live by the book

2009-07-15T01:15:00.004+08:00

Don't live by the book. People can always tell what's the end of your story. Live by surprises. Live out of your comfort zone. Let your life be uncomfortable, so you will struggle to be better.

When you are feeling comfort, you will be unaware. Victims are always unaware when predators attack. Live by strategy. Always keep an extra gun on the other hand.

Those who live by the book, die by the book.

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Beautiful

2009-07-10T00:32:00.012+08:00

Life is beautiful

...

But I learned to accept that

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Not everything beautiful belongs to me

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And not everything I owned is beautiful

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And if you can accept that

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You will soon realise that

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We don't share only the beautiful things in life

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If we can understand the ugly

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And appreciate the beauty

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Now, that's what makes

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Life is beautiful

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The view

2009-07-10T00:14:00.002+08:00

Just thinking of posting these views captured from my apartment...

Hurt and kill

2009-07-07T01:21:00.007+08:00

Let it hurts but don't let it kills you

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Balloon

2009-07-04T20:43:00.007+08:00

The moment you feel that you have the biggest balloon that floats way up high on the air, along came the fiddler with a needle. "Smack" and there goes my balloon...lying flat on the ground.

Then, you heard somebody exclaimed, "What are you starring at? Blow another bigger one!"

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Force of Silence

2009-07-02T23:48:00.005+08:00

Tonight, I don’t have many things to write.

An SMS that sounds "We miss you - Mom n Katit" (sent by my lil' sister) is perhaps the strongest driving force that nailed me down to silence.

Suddenly, I feel that my world is so lonely. I can hear the sounds of crickets. I didn't noticed before.

Rock by Chance

2009-06-24T23:47:00.006+08:00

I am listening to the old rock songs that I’ve kept for about 5-6 years back. I saved it inside my notebook. It’s been a long time since the ‘rock’ years of my life. Listening them back tonight, I just feel so alive. I wish I could go to any rock concert now, in fact, I’ve never had a chance to go even once. Sigh.

This stupid broadband of mine is not so reliable especially during night time. But tonight she’s gone way too far annoying. I unplugged and re-plugged it again but still can’t get the signal. Owh shoot, it’s not worth the price to pay to have this kind of lame services.

I even cannot write in my blog, still the desire is strong, I should at least write something in Word Doc and then post it later in my blog. This night been thinking a lot of things in the past, it’s so relieving to keep all the memories like toys in a box. People always say that “If you’ve been thinking a lot about the past, you’re getting old already.”

I am not gonna stand in front of the class of humiliation to admit that…lol. For what things can be mind-relieving, why not take the quality time to reminisce the previous chapters of our life. And as a matter of fact, growing old is inevitable but growing up is optional. It is a choice whether we are willing to take a chance or just stay the same old way.

It’s a wonderful thing to watch children’s development in their early ages. They learn things fast, for example a baby who tries to learn how to walk, the eagerness to try-stumble-walk-stumble-walk again & again. The (children) curiosity of almost everything that they don’t understand, they will start to ask to the adults. “How do birds fly? Wish I can fly.” And I wish I still have that kind of spirit.

Curiosity doesn’t kill the cat. Curiosity leads to answers if we took the right choice. Talking about the right choice; How to know that we are taking the right choice? When it comes to decision making, we have to single out the choices. Pick the best. The choice that suits us the best. The choice that can bring the best out of us. There’s nothing wrong in taking chances even in the most uncertain decision. Everything that we do or we choose makes sense. The question is “Are you willing to do it?”

It drives me to think “What are the things that I should ‘Just-Do-It’?” for now. It’s hard… I find it’s not an easy question. Reminds me to the song by Kriss Allen – No boundaries. It’s nicely written and so is the melody.

Seconds hours so many days
You know what you want but how long can you wait
Every moment last forever if you feel you’ve lost your way
What if your chances are already gone
Started believing that I could be wrong
But you give me one good reason
to fight and never walk away

Coz here I am - still holding on!

Every step you climb another mountain
Every breathe its harder to believe

You’ll make it through the pain (or through all your aches and pains)
Weather the hurricane
To get to that one thing

When you think the road is going nowhere
Just when you’ve almost gave up on your dreams
Then take it by the hand and show you that you can
There are no boundaries x2

I fought to the end to stand on the edge
What if today is as good it gets
Don’t know where the future’s headed
Nothings gonna bring me down

I’ve jumped every bridge and I’ve run every line
I’ve risked being saved but I always knew why
I always knew why

So here I am still holding on
Every step you climb another mountain
Every breathe its harder to believe

You’ll make it through the pain
Weather the hurricane
To get to that one thing

When you think the road is going nowhere
Just when you’ve almost gave up on your dreams
Then take it by the hand and show you that you can

You can go higher
You can go deeper
There are no boundaries
Above and beneath you
Break every rule coz there’s nothing between you
and your dreams

Every step you climb another mountain
Every breathe its harder to believe
Yeah…

There are no boundaries
Every step you climb another mountain
Every breathe its harder to believe
You’ll make it through the pain
Weather the hurricane
There are no boundaries

The Rules of Shit

2009-06-22T14:24:00.009+08:00

Shit!!!

Rule#1.

Everyone need to shit on the right place.

Rule#2.

You cannot just simply shit all the time. It means that you're fcuking sick! (Diarrhea.)

Rule#3.

So, when the boss make 'shit' of you, don't be upset. Refer >> Rule#1

Rule#4.

And, when your boss keep 'shitting' on you, Refer >> Rule#2

The "Where are you?" Organisation Chart

Afterall, shit is the best fertilizier to improve the growth. Happy growing!

Dan In Real Life

2009-06-16T15:24:00.002+08:00

I’ve just finish watching this movie. To be true, I don’t like the idea of having a crush on your brother’s girlfriend. But that’s what it is on this movie. It’s a mixed feeling to watch and out of sanity to let Dan & Marie together. But what do goes up in my mind is; as an advice columnist (Dan), it’s really hard to practice (on yourself) to what you advice to others. I admit it, a wise comforting advice may be easy for others to swallow but to the preacher himself, it’s a struggle against your principle and your desire when the hit is on you. Because falling in love may tear down rational behavior, may disrupt the whole sanity system that you are proud of before and left you, messed up, as what Dan’s mum said “Love is messy”. People don’t plan to fall in love…maybe that is what the movie is trying to tell. Down to the humanly me, it is somewhat funny but cute to see a woman’s jealousy, as how Marie react when Dan was dancing with Ruth & during the other morning when Marie purposely overcooked Dan’s pie. Talking about woman’s jealousy, the level of cuteness is declining against the inclining level of jealousy of a woman if a man doesn’t know how to handle it. “Don’t hijack a Ferrari when you don’t know how to drive it”

I’m a bit out of the topic, yeahh but who cares, I’m writing for fun. Ok, to make it short, to the end of the movie kinda interesting on what Dan says… “Dear readers, for most of you, this is my first column in your paper. In the future, I will be answering your questions, but today, I wanna break from my usual format and talk to you about the subject of plans. Not so much my plan for this column, more like life plans. How we all make them and how we hope that our kids make good, smart, safe plan of their own. But if we’re really honest with ourselves, most of the time our plans don’t work out as we’d hoped. So instead of asking our young people, “What are your plans? What do you plan to do with your life?” Maybe we should tell them this: Plan to be surprised. "

Learn

2009-06-15T10:33:00.006+08:00

Life is too short to learn everything by yourself. When we listen to others, we learn more.

Something that I learn from a wise guy. It is true, I know it but then I never really take it as a profound insight. Looking back to myself, I realize that all these times...I've been pushing myself hard and struggling to achieve my goals incongruosly.

I am too rush & harsh along the journey and often slipped off from the track. I am either too arrogant or too cocky to admit it.

Thanks to the seniors & veterans, you've been here in my place before...you see me stumbling here & there that reminds you of yourself back then. Guide me cuz I am still learning to be a better you.

Juno

2009-06-14T07:27:00.004+08:00

I've just finished watching the movie called "Juno" for the 2nd time and it still feels like my 1st time watching. I love the whole bunch of characters inside. They're all represents life, real life.

But my initial feeling on this movie is weird. It's really weird, first, her over-written sarcastic speech and i think that her step mum, Brenda suits the best debater to her. But even though Brenda shows deliberately cruel to Juno but deep down inside she's being very caring especially during the ultra sound conversation with the technician.

Brenda: What is you job title exactly?
Tech: I'm an ultrasound techinician, ma'am.
Brenda: Well I'm a nail technician and I think we both ought to stick to what we know.
...
Brenda:My five-year-old daughter can do that but she's not the brightest bulb in the tanning bed. So why don't you go back to night school in Manteno and learn a real trade.

Yes, and afterall she's a bit overprotective on this part.

I also love the Juno's dad character. He seems rough and very fierce looking dad but he's very cool on reacting about Juno's pregnancy confessions. He didn't loose his head. But I think the words "But I thought you were the kind of girl who knew when to say when," ripped Juno's heart into pieces. Imagine a father who respect for who you are and what you want expresses his disappointment just that. It's like a vacation trip turn to a crash landing. And Juno's reaction is real that I can feel it on her shoes.

There's another scene when Juno's went back in dissapointment when Mark is divorcing Vanessa and he isn't really commited on having the baby.

Dad: You're looking a little morose, honey. What's eating you?
Juno: I just need to know that it's possible that 2 people can stay happy together forever.
Dad: Well It's not easy. That's for sure
...
Dad: Look, in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are...good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome or what have you. The right person still gonna think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with you.
...
Juno: Yeah, I think I've found the person.
Dad: Yeah, sure you have - your dear old D.A.D You know I'll always be there to love you and support you no matter what kind of pickle you're in.

Personnaly, to me, having a conversation like that with your dad... is priceless! It is very encouraging and heartwarming.

The scene when Vanessa sees the baby also catches my heart. Because only a true happiness can bring tears of joy. And that how I see what the movie trying to show - Love.

I like the plot very much and I think that the Director deserves a two-thumbs-up! A simple life story of a kinda messed-up teenage girl (well, who never do mistake?) who fight for sumthing good and experienced handling matters that are beyond her maturity level.

I still need to write but now I'm kinda pretty much distracted by the weather (it's el-nino again). And it's freakin' hot inside my room now. Gotta take a shower.

LINF - Life is not fair?

2009-01-21T19:45:00.001+08:00

I guess everybody had heard this one before (or getting bored to hear it everywhere over and over again). Yes I am going to write it again…Life is not fair.

During my childhood, the elders always taught me on fairness & equality. “Be fair to your brother. Give him some of your cheesecake.”

When I started to say, “It’s not fair. How come Brother can follow daddy to the mall while I have to stay with my sissy Sister and Mommy at home,” and that when my father will come up with his best excuses >> 1st choice: "It'll be your turn next week" or 2nd: "Haiya...just say what you want larr. I buy it for you then." I prefer choice number two :o)

Now, as a growned-up, I realized it is not that simple. I even had a hard time to accept LINF. Every time my rights had been neglected or turned down, I will rise up and banged everything that stands on my way without having deep thoughts. That was not the way to get things right to me, actually and at the same time be right to others. I did not see win-win situation really applies in life. Life is like shit...I mean a lizard's shit which is bigger on the black side.

Fairness is so subjective. Fair as what people mostly see is a tangible comparison made between human. They compare themselves to others and demanding on equalness upon them. We really, really do not know what the other person had gone through the journey or how far did he walked on the road before reaching the same destination as where we are heading or where we had reached.

In work, as an employee, I was blessed to have my boss who introduced me about LINF and the whole naked truth about his journey on how LINF had brought him to where he is now. I realize that real life does not compensate your LINF feelings. We had to get over it. It is not the bumpy winding road to be blame onto. It is because our tires went flat that making our journey imbalance. Pump it up and move on. It will make you farther and yet, the road is still there waiting for another person to walk onto.

LINF is not a circumstance; LINF is an option whether to pronounce it>> Life is Not Fair or Life Is Noted Fair. I prefer choice number two :o)

Is it going to be addictive?

2009-01-12T19:26:00.002+08:00

I went browsing to some friends' blogs just now. Wah, they had been started these blog thingy for like centuries ago...and that makes me feel like a caveman who just had awaken from my frozen time. Their blogs, the layout were awesome, a lil' bit of slideshows, chat box, hit counter, songs, video clips & many more i even couldn't describe what the "kraxcgngtho" were those. And you can't even pronounce what the word is that and so am I on describing how advance are them in creating blog (or must I say, how innocent i am...yaa this is more appropriate :)

And one more thing that amaze me on this blogger world is...they kind of having a large community which is invisible in the real world, but overpopulating in the cyber world (it even took me half an hour to find an available blog name)... It's like the germs in my flu, it seems to be just a minor effect to me on the other day but now they make my flu turns to cough and cough turns to melancholic cuffy coughs. At some moments, i coughed more than my eyes can blink. It even scared all the pigeons next to my bedroom window the other day.

So now, I started staying late at night wanting to write something in my blog (yeaa i am germinating my pages right now). Wah, this is going to be a habit. It's 3.15 am right now, and I still have lots of ideas to write...no, no, stop right there Junior, this morning going to be Monday morning which many of us favours to stay on bed instead of having to start the routine cycle of work ; forced to wake up early (which I had to switch the snooze button 3 times before finally getting up), stucked in a regular morning trafic jam and arrived at the office seeing a bunch of colleagues' faces which mirrors the same mood as mine. Monday sucks!