Middle of nowhere

I'm sitting on the ledge waiting for the time to fly
People walked pass a guy with bandage on his right arm;sprained from excessive carrying of boxes.
The weather is rather humid today and thanks to the sound/air pollution, it adds up to the city-like feeling.
I have yet to bump into anyone I know. Should I be thankful or does that make me an anti-social person?
Strangers smile at me. I return the gratitude. Why shouldn't I?

I'm having my break now in 1901. Soon,someone will join me for a hotdog meal. The tantalizing taste of New York Chicken never fail to satisfy my tummy.

In front of me is an old lady begging for a decent meal. Her source of pityness comes from two innocent children sleeping by the walkway. One barely a year old and the second seems like a healthy 3 year old who's supposed to be having fun with kids his age. Not where he is now.

I pity them.

I have a few fears that haunt the living shit out of me eversince I was a child.
One of them is balloon.
I don't know why I'm very afraid of balloons. Burst balloon especially. Phobia perhaps? I had to deal with my fear today as I was the one pumping and distributing the balloons to my sandwich men. Everyone wants a helium balloon. I can make a fortune selling balloons to them.
Since it was free, you see children , teenagers , parents and even old lady came and ask balloon from me.

I was happy. I want to be a balloon man if there is any chance again. I'm happy being the balloon man =)

Happy new year everyone !

Some things are better left untouched.

Today is just another pictorial day. There I was in the middle of the crowd , just waiting for people to pass me by. I had shoulders rubbing against mine. Noises from cars I chouldn't careless. Different walks of life in front of me and none of them knew me. It is great to be foreign, sometimes.

So I just stood there. And froze in time.



Maybe I ought to move. Nibble my way out from the pack of people. But why do it if everything around you seems perfectly in place.

The last chapter

When you start counting the hours , nothing can be good anymore
Let alone a mundane 9 to 5 on the clock, or if the pay is lucrative.
If you don't feel belong anymore that's where the trouble starts.

I know I had been bitching about my current company in numerous occasions I couldn't recall,
whine so much about the management or how sucky it has become till everyone starts to yawn,
or even complaining about regrets that shouldn't have been made in the first place.

2006 is ending in a couple of days, and it has always been the same old years that has gone by previously. Just a normal routine of new resolutions, and reflection of what I have accomplished for the past 12 months.

I have to say, this year is remarkably productive if I were to put the whole picture together. Not a grand of stories worthy enough for a book or even something to be proud of, but still, just by looking back at specific months, somehow there are tiny fragments of memory that are worth jotting down on my buku tiga lima.

Just today I had a new task and was station in the heart of Bukit Bintang for some Digi roadshow. No, it's not like those yellow sperm suit you catch on TV, but similiar to it.
I am to escort a group of 'sandwich' guys/gals to parade around the golden triangle, and mind you, it ain't easy. My legs are killing me and I started sweating like a pig after just a couple of minutes under the scorching sun.

It's 'fun'. Really!. But knowing the fact that I have to work through New Year is not something you would want to remind me. I'll fuckin burn your house! and rip your teddy bear !
I will !
I'm evil !

Seriously. I'm like the worse paid bangla ever.

*sigh*

Recently, I realise that I have a very very veryyyy huge flaw hidden somewhere within me. I was reading Robert Peltzer's "a teenager's journey" where he talks about how bad his childhood was, and how he endured abusive remarks, and constantly being tormented from his mom. He couldn't let go of his past and live his teenage life doing all the wrong things that one could possibly imagine; drugs, alcohol and girls. He couldn't move on with his life. No matter how hard he tried to forget about the spiritual torture his mom left him, he couldn't be free. He had a lifetime scar, just like me. Only mine was different from his.

It's kind of hard to explain right now because everything is still very much vivid. A simple text goes a long way if you still have part of it in your heart. I really really need to move on and what makes me sad is I thought I did. The difference is I'm much stronger now, emotionally.

I definitely need a closure and I'm confident I'll get it soon.

The outcome, I dare not imagine.

25th December

Snowflakes,
inches of snow on the walkway,
Carolling,
Cookies and warm milk,
Gifts under the x-mas tree,
Santa's magical moment,
Elves and reindeer,
melting snowman,
couple kissing under the mistletoe,

sights of christmas i wish to see every year.

Merry Christmas Everyone ! =)

First attempt on Haiku

My first haiku
Begins with bang
Ends with dang?

Friday was ecstatic
Ferry Corsten is God
Loud! Electronic! Ferocious!

His hard-earn autograph
on a lousy printed leaflet
Frame it up or Ebay?

Saturday in Finnegan's
celebrated Kit's birthday
night of drinks, dart and drama

All thing ends well,
So we thought it would,
How wrong.

No casualties,
for a free flow evening,
only one broken heart

Sunday morning in bed
Just staring at the ceiling
waiting for gold to drop.

I got a twitch
on my right eyebrow
someone's stabbing me

I spend a fortune
I don't recall
on food perhaps.

blurry and in daze
stuck between spaces
he misses her so.

writing haiku in office,
getting ridiculous
time to jump the boat

Haiku haiku haiku

Hokkien lessons

I can't stop laughing watching this.

Something to cheer the office mood =)





not funny i chop !

hehe

My Diamond Baby

No, I'm not giving out diamonds. Diamond is not my baby either.

As I remembered,mind game that my brains went cuckoo was GodTower,

then when I got stucked at question 40-ish, i stopped playing.

Not till today, when I stumble upon My Diamond Baby.

I would have been fired today if caught, because I was practically playing this game the whole day

and I haven't fucking finish it yet.

Damn susah ok.

Don't blame me if you feel like throwing ur keyboard and mouse.

My kind of night

Another warm, windless night. Everyone seems to be away.
I was too bored at home , I went for a walk.
As usual, the neighbourhood was quiet as a soul.
The only noise I hear was my own footsteps.
My light took two minutes and 45 seconds to be exact.
Evaporated together with the time i intend to kill.
My shadow blends well with the trees,
It gave me the sense that I wasn't alone.
A lost man stopped to ask for directions.
I directed him hoping he'll reach safely.
Look to the skies, there wasn't any stars,
Only clouds that hid the moon so shy.
A frog lay still on an unfamiliar ground,
My leg was inches away from ending its life.
It never move, it never jump.
What a brave green frog, I said to myself.
I wish I had a dog to walk with me,
Just like the one I saw that day.
Call me mad, call me sad.
At least I had my mango with me.

Spellbound

"To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people,
that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed
as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones,
why no one else's heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils,
why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid,
the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter.
He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character,
but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell- Gabriel Garcia Marquez "

The last month

The growing intense politics in my company is driving me up the wall. The bosses just wouldn't listen to what the subordinates have to say. He just side the wrong side all the time and it's jeopardizing the mood and the morale.
There is not a single doubt in my mind that if I have a chance to drill some sense into his brain, I would do it, IMMEDIATELY.
I'm contented but will definitely move on if better opportunity arises. Heck, the company still owes me 5 off days. I just hate the undecisive decisions and last minute calls.

Getting on is the last month of the year. We are in the month of December and Christmas is just around the corner ! What the heck happened to the last 11 months? It's a shame that no major celebration is going to take place this year. Everyone has their own plans way earlier before we can decide on a small party. Just too bad.

Make a date this middle of the month with non other than the God of Trance; Ferry Corsten !! I'll be going there , 101% guarantee. His sets are bound to lift the mood. =) Remember, don't get wasted before he plays. Been awhile since my last clubbing scene, but this is a cannot miss event.


Tommorow is going to be bulat's birthday, so I'm going to wish him earlier here;

Happy Birthday Shannon Lung !!

keep on beroxxing !

ps: pictures will be up after QC =)

Sentence

The evening spells excitement
Been awhile since her radiance light the night
She smells like angels ought to smell
I fire up a cigarette and hands her mine tasting her lips on it
and suddenly my heart's pounding so loud I can't hear anything else
All the things I see in your eyes, the perfect eyes
So calm and innocent it sparkles like stars in a clear bright sky
She's soft and warm and almost weightless
Her perfume is sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes
I wanted to tell her that everything will be alright
That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take her far far away
Finally,still pictures of her eases my sleep
I wouldn't wanna Imagine what the real thing could do
I'm too dumb to put the whole picture together yet, but
whatever she said made a heartache; her current stand and persuade
The commas and word means nothing without the fullstop.
I'm certain for sure now that I'll wait for the next sentence to start