Here I am. This is me.
Define blue.
Yoshinoya for lunch again. Large bowl of rice with thin shreaded soy flavored beef... yummy.
and, the part time sales girl in Giodano and Op seems amazingly attractive.
must be something with the beef.
choices are abundant in certain circumstances. im just bound to make stupid decisions at times.
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1. Many will die in heavy loss of blood.
2. not exactly the design i was looking for
3. should look good.
4. might suffocate inhabitant and occupies most of the single bed.
for the sake of decency, finally settled for some other earrings in Times Square. (God, should've got that set of beach wear instead).
i also came across these neat softies in Living Quarters, 1Utama.
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1. some bean bag keyboard/mouse hand rest.
2. real cute. works as a neck rest too (anything small enough to place at the back of ur neck can be a neck rest.
3. a cat, in a bag.
4. a paper holder.
oh yea. and this new beef bowl restaurant in 1U rocks.
Yoshinoya. 2nd floor, at the crossing to the new extension. Opposite converse and rip curl. Read bout the history of this company sometime ago. It's to my surprise to finally seeing landed in malaysia.
in ikea.
and boy, those furniture are expensive
and my terrorist colleague.
the yellow berret. (and he's perfectly sober)
it has been 1 year 7 months 5 days and still counting.
somethings change, somethings remain.
life goes on.
photo taken in courtesy from suilin.com
You annoy me more than anyone else i could imagine. But i would want to spend my every irritated seconds with you.
no one's perfect. i love you well enough for the person you are.
WIFE : "What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?"
HUSBAND : "Definitely not!"
WIFE : "Why not - don't you like being married?"
HUSBAND : "Of course I do."
WIFE : "Then why wouldn't you remarry?"
HUSBAND : "Okay, I'd get married again."
WIFE : "You would? (with a hurtful look on her face)."
HUSBAND : (makes audible groan).
WIFE : "Would you sleep with her in our bed?"
HUSBAND : "Where else would we sleep?"
WIFE : "Would you replace my pictures with hers?"
HUSBAND : "That would seem like the proper thing to do."
WIFE : "Would you buy her a pet?
HUSBAND : "If she wanted one."
WIFE : "Would you buy her a cat?
HUSBAND : "No, she likes German Shepherds."
WIFE : - - - SILENCE - - -
HUSBAND : "SHIT!"
this came in sometime ago. just clearing my mailbox...
happy boxing day!!
2003 christmas drawing to its last few hours, it is one of the scarely few times in a year where peace and joy comes in abundant. Smiling faces and heartful laugh, christmas was good. truely had we easily forgotten the meaning behind them (aethist need not stop reading, u knew the story well enough and im not starting).
last night was the christmas countdown gathering at the logos church, quite a crowd of new faces. turkeys, gifts, songs, and photographs glittered the whole evening. Those nicely silver paper gold linen wrapped gifts ive been hording these few days all ready to be given to their destinated owner. And so the clock strikes 12 and it was christmas.
On Christmas however, woke up a lazy late morning, went for breakfast instilled with silent night's thrill echoing waves of no apparent excitement now and then. Later at noon, went over to a friend's open house lunch at cheras, enjoying mom's style cooking and some good wines. before our conversation went turkey cold, the group left to times square for some christmas excitement. So we tried the vertical spinning thing, the horizontal spinning thing, the roller coaster, and the "washing machine". That was fun, but not as scary as looking at it from below, infact it hardly felt a tinggle, must be me getting old or im just too used to life to be much surprised.
an hour more to go. merry christmas everyone. many thanks for all those abundant gifts and greetings which came in this festive season (i wish i could say as much to my company. fscking loser).
Merry christmas. May your life shines brightly, for the days to come.
"on yea, some stupid fella left a christmas SMS message on TV which reads "selling katana + 1 for 3000 ep". bloody ragnarok people. ;) "
fa la la la. I have absolutely no rights to be this happy. fa la la la la (skipping away in a reindeer head gear)
"shin woke up and check his mail
on christmas day on christmas day,
shin woke up and check his mail
on christmas day in the morning..."
pheww. what a weekend. lucky ive only two brothers and havin the older one just gotten married while the younger one is not due anytime soon. i think.
now everyone is gone. such a grand contradiction to the ravaging crowd just few days ago. mom and dad flew back home, the new wed couple just went off for honey moon. so leaving me and two stupid tortoises to feed in a cold deserted condo (which suited the tortises fine).
il be expecting visits from the three ghosts of christmas. One from the past, one from the present, and one from the future. they would have to wait i guess, i stil have a long santa list to run through. holy freaking cow.
if u leave an umbrella in a friend's car for long enough. by the time you actually managed to get it back, you'll have something surprising appended together, something like a shoe, or a doll, etc etc...
an old friend is dropping by this christmas. plus, maybe going to some christmas family lunch thing later that day.
need to do me christmas shopping and see the big tall tree.
Maybe I should take a break...
Your actions in life justify the person you are. As much as people around me likes labeling myself "the good guy", im very much evil in every sense when people pisses me off bad enough.
So fuck you, evil overlords. you and your flimsy annual bonus up ur fat floppy ass. and stop making a big thing bout ze stupid bonus as it only demostrate to further extend of ur inefficient management, going church delivering statements sounding like u r making a generous charity rounding up a cheap-ass pro-rata bonus. like a boomerang, things you did comes back to you in life... and i hope by the time it does, caught u square in ur miggle rotweiler's arse face.
Am i mad? i guess i was. Now it only brings new justification to a company which gives a slimy pro-rata annual bonus and no name cards after 8 months of employment. cunt.
oh, and merry christmas. (remind me to poison the turkey)
A little while ago a friend sent in a story of a poor child who died in cancer, went to heaven and send her griefing mother a letter written in invinsible ink only she could read. Which, in the end of all those touching lines, signed : love, [child's name], jesus and god.
...a letter from heaven. only if life would get so obvious, decisions won't be that hard to come by then. The son was here once before, i hope he does home visits and drop by sometimes. We could have a good talk on where life's heading next over some milk and cookies.
There's this friend of mine whom everytime upon picking up incoming calls he would say : "hello, god's office. can i help you?". and sometimes throwing in an addition line "would u like to speak with jesus?".
it would be just nice being able to reach god in such way, i guess.
im alive.
work has been stacking up ever since life went into a tailspin.
chirstmas is coming and there's gifts need sending. office work has been annoyingly persistant sooner or later my insurance agent will have to dig me from under the pile of landslide.
...as long as i remember to breathe.
He died the way he lived, strolling aimlessly in the slow lane...
zen is an illusion prolonging the inevitable holo-catastrophical disaster.
for a twisted humour of fate, you kept bumping into person you spent a life time trying to forget.
...or maybe it's the fact that we're living just 3 miles apart.
"normally it's a situation which changes a person, instead of having a person, changing situation." - chen dian (trans from infernal affairs III.)
words & music by jason mraz
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
What you and I spoke of
Others only dream of the love that I love
See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
Now you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm already finally out of
and it's okay if you have go away
just remember the telephone works both ways
and if I never ever hear it ring
if nothing else I'll think the bells inside
have finally found you someone else and that's okay
cause I'll remember everything you sang
you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm already finally out of words.
the civil engineer(s) responsible for the LDP route design should be utterly hanged and getting tickled at the same time.
shin says : fuck the minister and his worthless blood sucking minions, fuck the loosers who doesnt know how to drive properly, and fuck the people that stands in MY way. (damn the weather, i should be in bed).
