How we can live those days with nothing but joy and fun and no worries.
Especially moments from a birthday party.
Simply priceless.
Friday, February 23, 2007
When we were young.
I just love looking at still photos of the past.
How we can live those days with nothing but joy and fun and no worries.
Especially moments from a birthday party.
Simply priceless.
How we can live those days with nothing but joy and fun and no worries.
Especially moments from a birthday party.
Simply priceless.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Not so secretive afterall.
Secrets.
We all have dirty lil secrets that we swore not to tell anyone. Not even in a game of truth or dare will the secrets unconditionally leaked out. We all love to hear them, and we can be persuasive to the point we are willingly to go a mile in obtaining the correct source. Unethical.
Often secrets are told when we are not in the right mind of state or when we want someone to pass it on the another person. It gets lonely when you are just keeping it to yourself and eventually you have the urge to simply slip out of your mouth. Whether we are drunk or during a slumber party. We only tell it to the people we trust and we assume that they will keep it with them. I believe so.
What we won't tell won't hurt. I always believe that. It relates alot to living in denial.
Secrets. You have two ways in looking at it. You can either be damn happy, or damn miserable. The way it is told plays a huge part in getting the message across. Nevertheless , it has to be dealt with. Face the wrath , take the leap , unwind the truth , open the door , whatever it takes.
The amazing thing about secret is the after effect. It no longer becomes a secret. It no longer ties you down and you can start becoming a normal person. It's that simple. No rocket scientist formula behind it.
Some secrets so big it can eat up smaller secrets. Some so strong you can sense it coming before it is told. Some so spontaneous you don't see it coming and some so painful you don't want to even think about it.
I have my fair share of secrets today. The cat is finally out of the bag and there's nothing to do except accepting it. It's depressing at first, but if you actually look at it in a different perspective , it ain't that bad afterall. I'm glad it happened. Especially when the new year is about to usher in. The countless nights of walking pays off decently.
time to pick up the pieces. =)
Happy chinese new year everyone!
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
One of those days
Tonight was a good night to walk. My cravings for an ordinary Ramli burger is just another side reason. The night is eerily quiet when there are so many thoughts running inside your head. I took baby steps and obviously enjoying my lone moment. I feel safe with the well lid street lights and the constant patrol of our friendly neighbourhood guard. Not that I remembered paying for their service, but the presence is enough to feel secure.
Valentine's coming. It will be another one of those years again. Having said that, I don't remember spending a fortune on gifts, flowers or dinner. Seriously 14th of February is just overrated. The only day that restaurant gets to suck all the juices out of your wallet and the food will eventually taste so bad it's a disgrace to even pay for such service.
I'm not a Valentine kind of person and never will understand the hype surrounding it. Why wait for the only day of the year to show you appreciate that someone when you can do it every single day.
I'm having one of those days again where I have so many things to say but eventually it all evaporate away once I start putting it in words. I hate it.
Pain, that's what I'm feeling at the moment. maybe I like the pain. Maybe I'm wired that way. Because without it , I don't know maybe I just won't feel real.
So I went to the doctor. The doctor who stitched my wound, I like her. She gave me pain killers for the pain. She's also honest and charming in one way. Like any doctors, they wouldn't lie to their patient. She wouldn't too.
Lying. Something we practice ever so often. Not like we want to, but it just slips right through our lips sometimes.
So;
"No matter how hard we try to ignore or deny it, eventually the lies fall away, whether we like it or not. But here's the truth about the truth: It hurts. So we lie."
Pain hurts. Lie hurts ; Therefore Lie = Pain
Valentine's coming. It will be another one of those years again. Having said that, I don't remember spending a fortune on gifts, flowers or dinner. Seriously 14th of February is just overrated. The only day that restaurant gets to suck all the juices out of your wallet and the food will eventually taste so bad it's a disgrace to even pay for such service.
I'm not a Valentine kind of person and never will understand the hype surrounding it. Why wait for the only day of the year to show you appreciate that someone when you can do it every single day.
I'm having one of those days again where I have so many things to say but eventually it all evaporate away once I start putting it in words. I hate it.
Pain, that's what I'm feeling at the moment. maybe I like the pain. Maybe I'm wired that way. Because without it , I don't know maybe I just won't feel real.
So I went to the doctor. The doctor who stitched my wound, I like her. She gave me pain killers for the pain. She's also honest and charming in one way. Like any doctors, they wouldn't lie to their patient. She wouldn't too.
Lying. Something we practice ever so often. Not like we want to, but it just slips right through our lips sometimes.
So;
"No matter how hard we try to ignore or deny it, eventually the lies fall away, whether we like it or not. But here's the truth about the truth: It hurts. So we lie."
Pain hurts. Lie hurts ; Therefore Lie = Pain
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
New Career Path
Title says it all. After a third successful interview, I'm officially going to work in Tele Dynamics Sdn Bhd, a subsidary business solution company from Toshiba. I was deceived by the title "Management Trainee" posted by jobstreet. When I turn up on Saturday for the 1st interview, they actually offered a different position as stated. Malu like baboon only when I entered the room.
Lucky or not , I still aced it. The secret of it all, just smile and pretend you know everything. Hahaha
Seriously. just show a pleasant face and hope for the best. Don't show the muka sepuluh sen or muka emo enough already.
Today was my second interview with the CEO of the company , a japanese guy with great vision, Mr.Takahashi Watanabe. I shook his hand, and listen to his kind words of advise about the job scope. Being in the room with the guy who made everything possible is really amazing. Though he still talk with a heavy Japanese accent, his English was not too bad at all. I could understand, most of it.
3 jobs, 3 home runs. Let's see what happen next. Most likely, I'll be staying for a long long time.
Ask me again a year from now =)
Lucky or not , I still aced it. The secret of it all, just smile and pretend you know everything. Hahaha
Seriously. just show a pleasant face and hope for the best. Don't show the muka sepuluh sen or muka emo enough already.
Today was my second interview with the CEO of the company , a japanese guy with great vision, Mr.Takahashi Watanabe. I shook his hand, and listen to his kind words of advise about the job scope. Being in the room with the guy who made everything possible is really amazing. Though he still talk with a heavy Japanese accent, his English was not too bad at all. I could understand, most of it.
3 jobs, 3 home runs. Let's see what happen next. Most likely, I'll be staying for a long long time.
Ask me again a year from now =)
Monday, February 05, 2007
Bread Crumbs
The fog so thick my vision was blured
I walk up to your front door
with great hope on one hand
only to be turn away by dissapointment
The next day is an excuse to run away
New environment , new prospect
A brand new beginning
Just what I needed, desperately.
I couldn't sleep these past few days,
I looked at you as the person I could talk to
All I get is a load of static
So severe it's un-saveable
On and off, I look for something inspiring ,
A comfort zone away from dissapointment,
A barrier of white lies,
and choices of word to soothe my soul
"At the end of the day, when it comes down to it , all we really want is to be close to somebody.
So this thing where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, it's usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them. The people that are still with you at the end of the day, those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need."
I walk up to your front door
with great hope on one hand
only to be turn away by dissapointment
The next day is an excuse to run away
New environment , new prospect
A brand new beginning
Just what I needed, desperately.
I couldn't sleep these past few days,
I looked at you as the person I could talk to
All I get is a load of static
So severe it's un-saveable
On and off, I look for something inspiring ,
A comfort zone away from dissapointment,
A barrier of white lies,
and choices of word to soothe my soul
"At the end of the day, when it comes down to it , all we really want is to be close to somebody.
So this thing where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, it's usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them. The people that are still with you at the end of the day, those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need."
Friday, February 02, 2007
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Out of reach
That fine fine porcelain,
Displaying gracefully in an antic shop,
The little note written could not be seen from afar,
"For Sale" it says, that answered my curiosity.
The bell made a clear sound of my presence
A young lady stood up behind the counter
Baring a rather familiar face
One I've seen many times, only uncertain where.
I enquire about the priceless piece,
The only one that outshine the others.
The one and only that caught my attention.
I silently told myself that It has to be mine.
A pinch feeling of dissapointment fill the air,
I was told that it belongs to someone,
Someone who already knew the value,
Oh! what a great bargain he's 'bout to get.
Lucky him.
I walked away in despair,
Contemplating on what I've missed out,
I'll just have to look out for another one,
It won't be easy, It never was in the first place.
If only she knew...
how important that porcelain meant to me...
Displaying gracefully in an antic shop,
The little note written could not be seen from afar,
"For Sale" it says, that answered my curiosity.
The bell made a clear sound of my presence
A young lady stood up behind the counter
Baring a rather familiar face
One I've seen many times, only uncertain where.
I enquire about the priceless piece,
The only one that outshine the others.
The one and only that caught my attention.
I silently told myself that It has to be mine.
A pinch feeling of dissapointment fill the air,
I was told that it belongs to someone,
Someone who already knew the value,
Oh! what a great bargain he's 'bout to get.
Lucky him.
I walked away in despair,
Contemplating on what I've missed out,
I'll just have to look out for another one,
It won't be easy, It never was in the first place.
If only she knew...
how important that porcelain meant to me...
Monday, January 22, 2007
Strange Condition
Running away,
nowhere to go.
Cold shivers running down my spine
only a worn out coat to keep me warm,
I long for
A cup of hot cocoa, and an Amos's cookie
Particularly chocolate chip and pecan , my favourite!
such simple pleasures doesn't come easy these days.
The girl in black
color of my mood
her smile so natural
living me insane
waiting for the last bus
with a quarter on my hand
I wonder how far it will take me
before I can see you once more
things i love
are often shortlived
either fickled mind
or stupidity
whatever it is , wherever I am,
I'm just me
A stranger to all.
nowhere to go.
Cold shivers running down my spine
only a worn out coat to keep me warm,
I long for
A cup of hot cocoa, and an Amos's cookie
Particularly chocolate chip and pecan , my favourite!
such simple pleasures doesn't come easy these days.
The girl in black
color of my mood
her smile so natural
living me insane
waiting for the last bus
with a quarter on my hand
I wonder how far it will take me
before I can see you once more
things i love
are often shortlived
either fickled mind
or stupidity
whatever it is , wherever I am,
I'm just me
A stranger to all.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Life after Hope
Usually, a good movie is often judge by the ending.
Or how a reader tells if it's a good book by reading the last chapter.
Closure.
To end things in a good note. To move on. The closure in life are often left unnoticed living a huge scar behind , waiting for time to heal the wound and hoping for a miracle that one day go back to where it all started out, the past.
I was diliberately blinded by the fact that it wasn't over, that somehow one day in the tiniest percentage of humanity that I still stand a chance.I guess that's why I still held on to it. I should have seen it coming a long long time ago. Should have clarify my credential and made everything crystal clear and full stop. No turning back.
Not anymore.
I've gathered enough courage to ask what actually happened. I needed to know. And most importantly, I needed to move on. She gave a very logical explanation that we were still young and naive back then and she didn't actually knew what love is until after college. I just told her that some people don't even know what love is right till today; and I think it's so very true.
I felt relieved , partly sad, but mostly relieved that the weight I had in my heart is lifted upon years of holding back my thoughts about the x. I never felt such boost of confidence before in my life. You know how surfacing from water feels? It's great, dealing with your fear , knowing the truth and although it hurts sometime, it's not as bad as keeping it to yourself.
I ask myself , "what's next?"
Swim my boy, just go with the flow.
Or how a reader tells if it's a good book by reading the last chapter.
Closure.
To end things in a good note. To move on. The closure in life are often left unnoticed living a huge scar behind , waiting for time to heal the wound and hoping for a miracle that one day go back to where it all started out, the past.
I was diliberately blinded by the fact that it wasn't over, that somehow one day in the tiniest percentage of humanity that I still stand a chance.I guess that's why I still held on to it. I should have seen it coming a long long time ago. Should have clarify my credential and made everything crystal clear and full stop. No turning back.
Not anymore.
I've gathered enough courage to ask what actually happened. I needed to know. And most importantly, I needed to move on. She gave a very logical explanation that we were still young and naive back then and she didn't actually knew what love is until after college. I just told her that some people don't even know what love is right till today; and I think it's so very true.
I felt relieved , partly sad, but mostly relieved that the weight I had in my heart is lifted upon years of holding back my thoughts about the x. I never felt such boost of confidence before in my life. You know how surfacing from water feels? It's great, dealing with your fear , knowing the truth and although it hurts sometime, it's not as bad as keeping it to yourself.
I ask myself , "what's next?"
Swim my boy, just go with the flow.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Spot lights please?
You know how girls go crazy over lengchai male artists.
Oh how they just idolize and adore the good looking ones as if they've seen a God walking on the street.
Even my mom, of all people join the millions who would go googoogaga over Rain the Korean phenomenon.
Not the fanatic type though, luckily.
I still scratch my head sometimes.
So, I was browsing through the internet today,
and I found this website.
It gives hope to ugly people like me.
check out the result.
Super bangga gila babi cannot sleep !!! 70% lookalike wei, dun pray pray.
It just made my day. =)
Now, to tell her that her son resembles her idol,
hmph..... how do I even know where to start.
"Ah ma! Ngo Tak Jor La!!!"?
ps: sorry had to remove the Kelly lookalike. hehe anyhow, i think she should be proud. 96% sial!
wah lau eh
Oh how they just idolize and adore the good looking ones as if they've seen a God walking on the street.
Even my mom, of all people join the millions who would go googoogaga over Rain the Korean phenomenon.
Not the fanatic type though, luckily.
I still scratch my head sometimes.
So, I was browsing through the internet today,
and I found this website.
It gives hope to ugly people like me.
check out the result.
Super bangga gila babi cannot sleep !!! 70% lookalike wei, dun pray pray.
It just made my day. =)
Now, to tell her that her son resembles her idol,
hmph..... how do I even know where to start.
"Ah ma! Ngo Tak Jor La!!!"?
ps: sorry had to remove the Kelly lookalike. hehe anyhow, i think she should be proud. 96% sial!
wah lau eh
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Bubble Talk
Communication.
It's the first thing we really learn in life.
Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking the harder it becomes to know what to say.
Or how to ask for what we really need.
I don't deny having a hard time expressing myself, and the more i keep it to myself, the more its eating up inside of me.
Why is it sometimes it's hard to even say a simple hello.
What more trying to convey in text messages.
Bold, courage is something I don't have and in return, I'm an expert in hiding my own feelings.
At the end of the day, there are some things you just can't help but talk about.
Some things we just don't want to hear, and some things we say because we can't be silent any longer.
Some things are more than what you say, they're what you do.
Some things you say because there's no other choice.
Some things you keep to yourself.
And not too often, but every now and then, some things simply speak for themselves.
Wouldn't it be nice if conversations are made out of comic strips?
Delete , refer back or just edit what we've just said for a better understanding.
Communication, what a funny thing to do.
It's the first thing we really learn in life.
Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking the harder it becomes to know what to say.
Or how to ask for what we really need.
I don't deny having a hard time expressing myself, and the more i keep it to myself, the more its eating up inside of me.
Why is it sometimes it's hard to even say a simple hello.
What more trying to convey in text messages.
Bold, courage is something I don't have and in return, I'm an expert in hiding my own feelings.
At the end of the day, there are some things you just can't help but talk about.
Some things we just don't want to hear, and some things we say because we can't be silent any longer.
Some things are more than what you say, they're what you do.
Some things you say because there's no other choice.
Some things you keep to yourself.
And not too often, but every now and then, some things simply speak for themselves.
Wouldn't it be nice if conversations are made out of comic strips?
Delete , refer back or just edit what we've just said for a better understanding.
Communication, what a funny thing to do.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Unproductive
You cannot imagine how I spent my day today.
It has to be the most UNPRODUCTIVE DAY ever recorded in the working industry.
SEriously.
I just stood in the office with a bunch of open-minded colleagues and start talking about sex. =.=
Sex , sex and more sex.
Not interesting enough? someone had to give me a Condom survey to do. How bout that!
I even managed to bore a few victims with a long spam message of "Boooooooorrrrrriiingggggggg!"
Some went offline straightaway, Some asked me to STFU, and some just didint' even bothered to layan me. So mean the people i mix with . Hehe
I couldn't log in to blogger, and if I did, i would have written the longest post EVER.
As I was talking today, somehow it hit me , that I badly needed a hobby. So I've decided to either do cooking or cycling or prolly both if I have the time.
If you have any contacts regarding a cooking class near Klang Valley, please oh please be a saint and recommend to me because I think the only thing that will piss my mom off is to cook better than her =)
It has to be the most UNPRODUCTIVE DAY ever recorded in the working industry.
SEriously.
I just stood in the office with a bunch of open-minded colleagues and start talking about sex. =.=
Sex , sex and more sex.
Not interesting enough? someone had to give me a Condom survey to do. How bout that!
I even managed to bore a few victims with a long spam message of "Boooooooorrrrrriiingggggggg!"
Some went offline straightaway, Some asked me to STFU, and some just didint' even bothered to layan me. So mean the people i mix with . Hehe
I couldn't log in to blogger, and if I did, i would have written the longest post EVER.
As I was talking today, somehow it hit me , that I badly needed a hobby. So I've decided to either do cooking or cycling or prolly both if I have the time.
If you have any contacts regarding a cooking class near Klang Valley, please oh please be a saint and recommend to me because I think the only thing that will piss my mom off is to cook better than her =)
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Resolutions
A week old from 2007, I have yet to state my resolutions for the year. =)
Let's see how last year's reso went.
- Grow some meat. Zh'ng my body.
Pass - havent had time to Zhn'g, definitely put on weight. Not that fat la, got mini bonggol only
- Eat more food, without having any complains from my friends.(Eat abit more kena scolding, niabeh)
Fail - still get frequent complains and always in the limelight when i complain hungry. Leave me alone =.=
- Put 30% of my salary into savings and buy properties/car. (I think this 1 cannot lar, see money in bank sure spend ..aiyoh)
Fail - Not enough money for myself, but i do have some savings now...Yay!
- Travel. Definitely want to see the open world. First stop, Australia!
Fail - Furthest I went was Redang =.= Ninabeh. This year i will get out from the country.
- Get a digital camera.
Pass - Got an Ixus 60 =)
- Will not get Wasted again. Will not get wasted again. Will not get wasted again.
Pass - Only wasted once this year. Very good achievement.
- Alcohol is not your friend. Remember that.
Pass - No more drinking for me. Only casual drinks on friend's birthday.
- Dota is only a temporary hobbie. Not a full time activity. REMEMBER that.
Pass - Been months since my last dota game. No more addicted to it
- Learn a new language. Not hamsap language ok.
Fail - Err, totally forgotten about this .
- Get PS3 by Christmas.
Fail - Just launch in Asia and freaking expensive.
- Try to find a new job closer to home. Less Jam, Less Stress, more money.
Pass - Got a new job. Less Jam
Fail - More stress, losing hair and not a very good pay. Two words ; bangla work
- Keep in touch with long lost friends.
Pass - Kept in touch with some Australian friends and been in touch with kindergarden friends. Still alot more to do.
- Get a new gf. ><
Fail - Miserably. hahah Like always
This year's Resolution
1. Visit at least 2 continents or 3 countries
2. Appear in newspaper for all the right reasons.
3. Get a new job that I enjoy doing.
4. Quit smoking and drinking entirely.
5. Be health concious and eat healthier food.
6. Pick up a new hobby
7. Meet a foreign friend.
8. Move out
9. Be less emo-er =)
10. Settle down
I think it's pretty much achievable. Just need to start getting work done. Hope you guys have a great year ahead !
Let's see how last year's reso went.
- Grow some meat. Zh'ng my body.
Pass - havent had time to Zhn'g, definitely put on weight. Not that fat la, got mini bonggol only
- Eat more food, without having any complains from my friends.(Eat abit more kena scolding, niabeh)
Fail - still get frequent complains and always in the limelight when i complain hungry. Leave me alone =.=
- Put 30% of my salary into savings and buy properties/car. (I think this 1 cannot lar, see money in bank sure spend ..aiyoh)
Fail - Not enough money for myself, but i do have some savings now...Yay!
- Travel. Definitely want to see the open world. First stop, Australia!
Fail - Furthest I went was Redang =.= Ninabeh. This year i will get out from the country.
- Get a digital camera.
Pass - Got an Ixus 60 =)
- Will not get Wasted again. Will not get wasted again. Will not get wasted again.
Pass - Only wasted once this year. Very good achievement.
- Alcohol is not your friend. Remember that.
Pass - No more drinking for me. Only casual drinks on friend's birthday.
- Dota is only a temporary hobbie. Not a full time activity. REMEMBER that.
Pass - Been months since my last dota game. No more addicted to it
- Learn a new language. Not hamsap language ok.
Fail - Err, totally forgotten about this .
- Get PS3 by Christmas.
Fail - Just launch in Asia and freaking expensive.
- Try to find a new job closer to home. Less Jam, Less Stress, more money.
Pass - Got a new job. Less Jam
Fail - More stress, losing hair and not a very good pay. Two words ; bangla work
- Keep in touch with long lost friends.
Pass - Kept in touch with some Australian friends and been in touch with kindergarden friends. Still alot more to do.
- Get a new gf. ><
Fail - Miserably. hahah Like always
This year's Resolution
1. Visit at least 2 continents or 3 countries
2. Appear in newspaper for all the right reasons.
3. Get a new job that I enjoy doing.
4. Quit smoking and drinking entirely.
5. Be health concious and eat healthier food.
6. Pick up a new hobby
7. Meet a foreign friend.
8. Move out
9. Be less emo-er =)
10. Settle down
I think it's pretty much achievable. Just need to start getting work done. Hope you guys have a great year ahead !
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Tandas Awam Revealed.
Have you check out the new public toilet kiosk in KL?
If you happen to be in Bukit Bintang or Lot 10 , do check it out for the sake of checking it out.
Don't worry it's always vacant. AND since people start complaining, they have reduced the price from RM1.20 to RM 0.20 =)
Even when it's cheap, utilizing the facility is another issue. Imagine entering an elevator-like toilet in the middle of the street.
Feeling hot outside? Don't worry, pay 20 cents , get a personalize air-cond!
Everything is motion sensored; the toilet seat, the basin, the soap dispenser, the hand dryer and even the lightings.
Oh and before you plan to take your own sweet time, wanking or thinking about doing quickie with ur honeybunny, DON'T ,because there is a 15 minutes time limit.
God knows what happen after the 15 minutes is up.
It's pretty neat if you ask me. Worth a try if you have really nothing better to do like me. BUT beware, because there is a big FLAW with this lovely toilet of ours. =)
Got nice mirror to cam whore sommore. Wah seh !
I wasn't wearing any pants when I took this picture.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
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 !
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 !
Friday, December 29, 2006
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.
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.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
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.
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.
Monday, December 25, 2006
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 ! =)
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 ! =)
Monday, December 18, 2006
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
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
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