Here I am. This is me.
Define blue.
A man walking along a California beach was deep in prayer. All of a sudden, the sky clouded above his head and in a booming voice the Lord said, "Because you have TRIED to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish." The man said, "Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can drive over anytime I want."
The Lord said, "Your request is very materialistic. Think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking. The supports required to reach the bottom of the Pacific! The concrete and steel it would take! I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time and think of another wish, a wish you think would honour and glorify me."
The man thought about it for a long time. Finally he said, "Lord, I wish that I could understand women. I want to know how they feel inside, what they are thinking when they give me the silent treatment, why they cry, what they mean when they say 'nothing', and how I can make a woman truly happy."
The Lord replied, "You want two lanes or four lanes on that bridge?"
email from shane, dated sometime back.
went to one utama yesterday getting my car washed, which, according to my friend, is omitting strange sour-ish smell. the car appears fine and dandy to me, just some amount of sands and dust collecting on the tray, and probably having every trash/promotion pamplet/fliers/church documents i came across dumped to the back seat makes it smells much like those hamster woodchips cages. maybe girls have sharper nose or im just immune to my own smell (*yaiks), yet neither sow nor my brother, both being a straight forward bastard, says anything bout the smell or anything...
anyway. it's now clean, and perfumed with a thin fragrance of ambi purr vanilla.
while the shop washes the car, i went over to the newly opened pets wonderland in the new wing. At that time it was only 930 and they had started to close down. so the dogs were removed from their glass display cage while cleaning was in progress. there was this two labrador pups in the cage a distant into the park away from the seperation mirror, but as i pressed close to the mirror getting a clearer view, they turn and look at me in a strange way (i dun know how expressive a dog's facial could get, but it's facinating the way both dogs just turn looking at me from a distance). poor animal, i hope they find a good owner soon.
a whole lot busier than usual. project due date coming up on friday. lots of off-office task to settle. multiple church events coordination. some annoying student bugging me to fix her PC. and the darn farking HR manager hasnt billed in the salary (im getting tired of her bitchy routine running behavior).
it's sunday. had been out in church since early morning worship preparation followed by afternoon bible study then church committee meeting in a stretch from 8am to 6pm in the evening. Im appointed in response to church's uprising demands on multimedia and computationing works, which makes me the 'multimedia consultant'. funny.
some of the senior members in the committee really reflexed on my mind of what it takes to be reaching the top in their line of career. A banking manager within them harness extensive skills to organize thoughts and proper presentations, his high logical judgement and creativity makes him stands out in the rest of the team, and i assume in his working environment as well.
rewind. which gets me thinking of yesterday. was chatting with my friend regarding the on going events of our career beside the pool. both of us agreed we are not getting on the happier terms of our career, basically taking a heavy beat from the stressed, untimely demands and responsibilities over task thrown down to you fully optimizing each penny being paid. I however wasnt on such a bad state, but the dull repeatative coding peon they are making myself into are really eating into the remaining meaning of my life.
"what plans you have then?"
"well, am thinking of starting a business..."
"what kind?"
"i dunno, maybe open a restaurant or some sort. until i saved enough money for it"
"restaurant?"
"yeah, what would you do? didnt u ever thought of going business? or are u gonna work like this for the rest of your life?"
"hell no~!"
but things werent as easy as many thought it would, nor will it be a one step evolution to the next stage. i had plans, i had plans ever since i first started working in my trainings receiving my first pay. Things would have to go gradually, i figured. From the many books of investment and self-improvement and getting-rich ive read, the process of personal career achivement basically falls onto same line of description : a time length based four stage involvement. From a paid working person, to partnership/investment, to own business, then to leave wealth generating on its own. The difference when each person reads it, is their implementations and time frame sectioning of each stage. We are all well into being a paid worker, and im now trying to get a grip in partnership business and proper investment. How long will it takes to get to the last stage, would the last stage be enough of what u wanted in your life?
i dun know, i guess how much u earn in ratio of how much u spent to keep you happy would explains. heard some actural science graduate is earning a massive 8k pound (rm56k) monthly salary, he's 23 years old and he drives a porshe. maybe he's happy but he could be tons happier if he owns the company which employs him now i guess. i mean, i could live my life as the programmer i am and wont starve. greed, yes. perharps it's greed which drives humanity.
"the problem is having a world between where you are and where you wanted to get to. i will take my place yet. just watch me"
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"if they would just do what i told, we wouldn't in such a mess right now"
*grasp* just finished watching the horror flick 'ju-on'. *pant pant* who's the damn fella who told me it's far from being scary?! *wipe sweat* phewww, lucky i just seen the TV version, god knows how many scene have they taken out in consideration of weak hearted citizen like me.
it must be a funny sight having two grown up guys sinking into the couch infront of the tv with both hands covering the face breathing deeply between the fingers, and at times whinning and feet tampering the floor. but it's damn scary, i shit you not. Last time i was watching "dark water" with a friend, i was up on my toes while she just sat there annoyed by my anticipation in the movie while she felt none. 'Dark Water' is known to play on draging long soundless still scene in dark room/coridoor, building up the tense showing faint hints along the way then *WHAM*. This movie however, has a habit of taking a still shot on the same angle going on for a long time leaving enough spaces on the surrounding to provide a 'possible' sudden brilliant scare. it is the fear of 'possible' which kept your adrenalin max-ed. and it does that ALOT.
two things i noticed from the film : 1. it's damn scary and the movie has by far the most ghostly appearance scene of all korean-japan horror flicks. 2. All the female who casts in this film are AA+ hot babes. Me and my bro was like, "awww man, this one so pretty also need to die arr?"
better drink myself to sleep tonight.
*note to self : never ever go watch horror movies with girls.
my left eye is pulsing frantically since the morning.
i thought it's some bad omen where some hot sexy young rich chicks just might bash down my cubicle and erm... do-something-bad to me.
but a mother-to-be colleague assured me it's a natural occurance where your body being tired spontaneously signal the eyelids to close but ur mind is forcing it to open..
"i was a biology student" she said.
here's some cool pictures sow came across...
Looking death right in the eye...
Gloomy's killa moves
greetings,
it is my uptmost pleasure to inform everyone that i receive an official letter from paduka diraja today. and instead of making me "datuk" or "tengku" after helping the elections, im given the title "sila-bayar-saman"!!!
that's right folks,
tarikh/masa kesalahan : 05/03/2004 JAM 1049
tempat kesalahan : jln tg kudin ke bandar (penang)
had laju : 80km/j
laju dikesan : 94km/j (little only wat?)
tawaran kompaun : rm150
SO PAY UP~!!! especially that two fella who cuddled sleeping so soundly at the back :P. i have to go settle this within the week, or some trigger-happy cops might come and kick down my door. mou tun tun hilang money again... haiii :'(
p/s: lilian, can u have ur dad line up some battleships at the penang coasts intimidating the stupid penang cops? maybe they'll then let me off for mere 18 bucks? ;)
we managed to sneak across two speed trap before ipoh and after ipoh safely, too bad no one ever knew there was a third one. ;( plus, i dun think it's under fly-overs (which it normally does).
(maybe next time i should try outrunning the camera instead...)
they are showing the horror flick "ju-on" on tv tonight... both episode also havent seen... old liao, dun like scaring myself too much.
here's something new on RO korea server.
and check out these two cool gif files i scrambled across...
overkill | slayer
"to me, you're perfect."
Yesterday I was out in one of the voting station helping out as a counting/validation agent, for a "particular party" in a "particular selangor area". i rarely have any political standing, and i rather not having my already screwed up life being fouled by more lies, corruption and false hopes in politics. my presence there however, is merely helping my friend whose brother is a parliment candidate for that area, someone whom i know as a person he is : a good man.
though it's far from the excitement stirred up in taiwan's voting, this year the results came out some what one sided : the opposition party had their ass pow-ed badly. PAS who initially intended to take down Kedah turns out loosing badly there, lost their hold in terengganu, and lost half the seats in kelantan stronghold. Im not sure bout how keadilan is doing, but DAP also succumbed to a tragical fate in Penang(those fuckers know not how to drive properly, less bout voting).
i asked a friend whom had she voted for, her answer came in : "my area have only one PAS and one Barisan candidate, who would you vote for if you were i?" well, it's obvious who her vote goes to, but myself having come out from a different background figured the later wasnt really that bad. the community the party came out from is a more simple and laid back way of life, less agressive economical plans and development is put up with sense of tollerance for sake of harmony and community. A brief example of such is a fish selling pasar makcik having herself adorned with golden chains and bracelets without having to worry getting rob (as much), try that and see what happens here in KL.
As a governmening state party on its own is keeping the place quite well intact, but i do doubt their ability helps bringing up nation's economy and development, plus, their behavior of embedding religious zealously into governmency is somewhat doubtful. Then perharps everyone have their role to keep. I believe in balance. I believe the parliment should remain a healthy composition of different voices. The dominance of one party in a governing role would surely lead to lax of duty, responsibility and corruptions. Seeing how parliment works in UK, a proposal which was made in the court will be broadcast to the whole country and the people's representative will debate over it LIVE, may it be a good suggestion even then opposition will agree and show support to. Some how the ways our government is carrying things out just never seems transparent enough (at all).
so there you have it folks, we just sold ourselves into slavery. another session of dictatorship for next five fucking years. how long will it takes for people to realize communisme is the only key?
"im so fucking sleepy, i bet that abdullah guy is sleeping soundly right now. where da fk is me holiday?"
Dear IT Support,
Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a slow down in the overall performance, particularly in the flower and jewellery applications that had operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. In addition, Husband 1.0 un-installed many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, but installed undesirable programs such as EPL 5.0, NBA 3.0 and ESPN 2.0.
And now Conversation 8.0 no longer runs and House Cleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail.
What can I do?
Signed,
Desperate
Reply:
Dear Desperate,
First keep in mind; Boyfriend 5.0 is an entertainment package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system. Try entering the command
C:\ I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME and download Tears 6.2 to install Guilt 3.0. If all works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewellery 2.0 and Flowers 3.5. But remember, overuse can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Late Night Teh Tarik 6.1.
Late Night 6.1 is a very bad program that will create SnoringLoudly.wav files.
Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-Law 1.0 or reinstall another Boyfriend program. These are not supported applications and will crash Husband 1.0.
In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have a limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly.
You might consider additional software to improve memory and performance. I personally recommend Hot Food 3.0 and Lingerie 6.9.
Good Luck,
IT Support
i find it irritating when ppl comes up to me saying "hey, you are real good. and i mean it"*. i dun care if u mean it or it comes out naturally from ur ass, for the last time "yes, im always good. it's your failure that u din notice it earlier". I dun need recognition or encouraging statement or validation or watever from anyone for who i am and what im capable of. im flexible to suite every circumstances' requirement, im good in everything, AND i know it.
this is what's so problemetic with people, they met you once a week for a last couple of months and they tend to draw outlines of your life, then adding up pieces missing based on their own imagination. cant really blame them coz i just dun talk much bout myself to every person i come to know of*. then when they do learn something new bout you, they'll go "hey, i didn't know you can play piano?" or "oh, nobody ever mentioned you like photography?". of coz u idiot, if im so much easily comprehensable, im not so much a successful person worth your time, am i? it's like a good looking person need not reminding that he does looks good, those who make you feel needing a reminder would doubtly be a good looking person at all.
ive come a long way but i dun think i bother enough to let people know what i did and who i am*. but it sounds so irritating sometimes when your strength are remarked in a "oh im amazed" fashion.
yes i am good so fuck you.
*terms and condition applies, much biased on the regarded individuals ;).
"im so flexible sometimes i lost thoughts of who i really am. does a shapeshifter remembers its initiatial self?"
Software development being a complicated process
Dogbert's art of engineering...
lying your resume.
deflection.
droning.
technical talk.
and overlord's view of company leave (mandarin).
also, recently written by debdeb :
"I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me. And the worst part is I don't think I even care enough to want to fix it anymore. It's a good thing I am a heavy smoker."
...must be the positions of poo-tonus and ur-anus causing global depression. this world is fucking not right.
i was looking at kim's recent post bout sex and the city...
it seems those who have watched the series are tremendously liking it, but the mere fact that some few old hag starring it just doesnt gives me the slightest initiative having to bend over inserting the dvd into the player.
then again, im a shallow person.
Sow was asking, why is the love between romeo and juliet being so affectionate? because they died and things ended at their peak, it is people's anticipation of what could have been more which weaves the story to its glorious state. im sure the ending "living together happy ever after" wouldnt buy as much interest as a brutal gruesome death to a pure passionate love of two young people... i mean, who would want to see the slow labouring love for on going 50 years, old romeo tries relentlessly reaching juliet's balcony, slipped and falling to the pool, or constantly forgetting the next line of love poem he wrote...
Sometimes you gotto respect what that big bald fat guy has in his head ;).
surely how juliet "drive the dagger into her heart" would seems different from an ugly chick's "drive a dagger into her heart" as well. doesnt that tells you something?
here's another great song, too bad had never been able to write such meaningful lyrics myself.
不能和你一起
曲：黃韻仁 | 詞：陳俊偉 | 編：黃韻仁
結束還是原諒 愛永遠擱在遠方
眼神不會說話 只有淚光
你給過希望 怎麼能忘
是你填滿溫暖 讓夢想有了翅膀
教我如何控制風的方向
讓我每一天能飛到更遠的地方
不能和你一起 擁有喜悅和悲傷
不管走多遠 步伐都沒有力量
不能和你一起 走往這世界幸福方向
孤單的身旁少了堅強 只有簡單感傷
i wonder how seriously bad would a psychiatric rate a person when his daily fears started feeding into his dreams?
im so used to having a dreamless sleep lately that when some bad stories get rolling in my head at night it scared the bejeezus out of me.
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case study #1 file: shin date: 070304
patient's log :
"Last bad dream i remembered, i was in a supressed situation when all my outing plans went wrong and then all optimistic failed, things collapse and im caught in the middle of a spining vortex out of control, too confused to draw any decisions... i remember having some kuala selangor trip overlapses with the perhentian trip (yes, awfully descriptive) on the same day, which is something not likely i would have come to in real life but it's so convincingly real in dream it got me off guard."
diagnostic report : fear of loosing control.
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case study #2 file: patient shin date: 150304
patient's log :
"last night, something happened again, i dreamt i was in a squash training center, i dreamt bout taking photographs of my friend then she started getting upset and demanded my camera, after previewing the content and couldnt find her pictures in them. then she went very upset she started crying and getting mad at me saying i shouldnt be doing these after all these while. and by that im very distrubed."
diagnostic report : fear of loosing someone i love.
//end of file
maybe im not taking the possible fact of loosing her as well as i thought i could. the scariest dreams is not of ghosts, chasing fiends, vampires or gigantic figures where you wake up knowing they are infact dreams, but those which left you wake up confusing if things really happened and the exasperated "you just got yourself into a whole shit load of trouble" feeling.
damn. monday and it has to start with a bad dream.
*sigh. i really need to get away.
my friend told me a pet store has just been opened in 1U lately, probably gonna check it out these few days.
"nothing's wrong, just as long as you know that someday i will..." nickelback - someday
besides those competitions between our early ancestors throwing rocks at mastordon (without getting run over), out running raptors and catching sabertooth bare handed, the first record on sports dated back to the early greeks, the people of Spartan. It was the early ways when men should be properly trained in numerous skills which contribute to national warfare : javelin, disc throwing, sprinting... our modern sports however, namely badminton, soccer, basketball or golf(?) seems quite meaningless, stupid waste of energy and time yet most of the richest ppl in the world are some how related to such fields. they are rich because viewers made them so. it's not like their skills would be useful in bouncing grenades around to enemy territory in events of war.
last weekend, the church organized its semi-annual badminton event. i myself learn to play every sports i could get my hands on, but the downside of it is that i never get really good in any of them. with the amount of games we played and tubes of shuttle we spent, i begin to wonder what is a shuttle cock made of? i was told "Swan" feather... so do they have these swan farm to produce all the feathers we wasted?
hmmm... thats an aweful lot of feathers... gets u thinking alot.
if anyone ever cared (not i for sure) to ask myself how's life going, you'll get one word, "stale". i think ive come to this end of line where every emotions ceased themselves and carefactor towards life drops to zero. it's some point of life where nothing happens for far too long you stop looking forward in anticipation of what just might turn up next, you stop caring nor feeling for anything, you sort of like, give up. yes, life, i give up, you win. maybe it'll be more comforting if there be a menancing gloat echoing in the background right now, worst case is having all my frustrations being reflected in silence, void.
you know, if you happened to punch someone in the face *WHAM* you would most definitely be expecting a retailiation or at least an effect or consequences. it's like you come across a stranger and give him a good left swing square under the jaw, and the person neither looks at you nor raise an arm but just move on like nothing happened. which then left you a strange state feeling empty and confused inside, a space supposingly reserved for something expectedly big.
i was doing backup on my photo archive dating back 10 months ago, when i was still in uni. yes 10 months is a short time for some but it has certainly proved enough to drive me into such state. for past 10 months i've been slacking, doing pointless job and fruitless effort. though having most my time occupied with works and having people around, doing things going places but then again in the current state of 10 months later im still very much the person ive started, except a lil bit tired. it's like leading in a 30km marathon run and after 2 hours of running you figured you've arrived the same place you started (which in this sense, not the finishing line), much exhausted and dissapointed over the 2 hours lost. 10 months of career is basically hiding myself in an illusive sense of security i've constructed over time with ikea products, home theater system and a wardrob with is getting quite respectful.
the last time i gave thought bout it, i was so sure what i wanted in life. now, im not sure i remember what i really wanted or do i ever wanted anything more. maybe i should just get married and settle down.
these depression thing is really contaigeous. maybe i need a tripple A booster shot
*sigh. i doubt il be enjoying this weekend, might need to come back office finishing up the things left undone.
Shane sent me this. Makes alot of sense. ;)
BLAMESTORMING:Sitting around in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed, and who was responsible.
SEAGULL MANAGER: A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything, and then leaves.
ASSMOSIS:The process by which some people seem to absorb success and advancement by kissing up to the boss rather than working hard.
SALMON DAY:The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die in the end.
CUBE FARM:An office filled with cubicles.
PRAIRIE DOGGING:When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, and people's heads pop up over the walls to see what's going on.
MOUSE POTATO:The on-line, wired generation's answer to the couch potato.
SITCOMs:Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies turn into when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home with the kids.
STRESS PUPPY: A person who seems to thrive on being stressed out and whiney.
SWIPEOUT:An ATM or credit card that has been rendered useless because the magnetic strip is worn away from extensive use.
XEROX SUBSIDY:Euphemism for swiping free photocopies from one's workplace.
IRRITAINMENT:Entertainment and media spectacles that are annoying but you find yourself unable to stop watching them. The J-Lo and Ben wedding (ornot) was a prime example.
PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE:The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it to work again.
ADMINISPHERE: The rarefied organizational layers beginning just above the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the adminisphere are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve.
404:Someone who's clueless. From the World Wide Web error message "404Not Found," meaning that the requested document could not be located.
GENERICA:Features of the American landscape that are exactly the same no matter where one is, such as fast food joints, strip malls, and subdivisions.
OHNOSECOND:That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that you've just made a BIG mistake.
WOOF'S: Well-Off Older Folks.
CROP DUSTING:Surreptitiously farting while passing through a Cube Farm.
"This might be a little bit sensitive, but your performance sucks*"
"izzit? are you talking bout our effort working under your lausy project managing, irrational decisions, bad communication and listening skills? oh and look at this stat: i have mediocre leadership and client/consultant relations?? when the fk did our nature of work and these 2 man team ever have spaces for those?"
"this is a pretty subjective opinion, i sort of predict your ability in those. you can convince me otherwise, but my extensive industrial experience says : u sucks.*"
"industrial experience? u have been hiding in this company ever since u gotton ur sorry ass out of uni and u call that "extensive industrial experience"? have u ever fkingly lead a project properly or working with a team greater than 3??"
"well, im the project leader. and i still think you sucks*"
"*faints* WTF..."
sow's turn...
"next"
"This might be a little bit sensitive, but your performance s..."
"saddup lar, just tell me where i sign. like i give a fk"
*i efficiently summarize his long winding "perspective" with two words : you suck.
sow's right. those nerds u tend to bully during secondary school will come back and haunts you as your superior. never try teaching a swine to sing, you'll end up frustrating yourself and the pig...
we've done everything passed down to us within time frame under limited resources and we are still : mediocre. despite his technical knowledge, i still failed to see his part as a project leader.
damn. and the fker still got balls to tell me bout leadership.
"OST - the lovers at dolphin bay"
content liberated from Yvonne's
10 reasons why you just gotta love william hung
1) Honesty - he publicly admitted he bludgers nearly everything he does
2) Profesional - he's a budding civil engineer at u.berkeley
3) Future career- he's offered a recording contract
4) Family oriented - close relationship with his dad & grandpa - hence the entire hung clan is involved in the READING of his recording contract
5) Relationship - he is single, but currently the most wanted, desirable is questionable man on campus
6) Fashion icon - he is "colour coordinated" & err.. retro. Retro is in....
7) Attitude - not even Simon Cromwell destructive comments tumbles his passion to sing!
8) Planning - If for any REASON his singing career does not work out, he intends to do research on the rising environmental pollution in LA
9) Friend of the earth - refer to num-bah 8
10) Eloquent speaker - at least he can pronounce his "r"'s plopehlee
p/s: To gain spiritual strength, We must acknowledge our weakness
also, on March 8 : William Hung ranks #3 in Yahoo Searches, in front of Paris Hilton and Academy Awards! Detailed rankings at http://buzz.yahoo.com/overall/
this came to my mailbox this morning.
A woman in a hot air balloon realized she was lost. She reduced altitude and spotted a man below. She descended a bit more,and shouted, "Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am."
The man below replied, "You are in a hot air balloon hovering approximately 30 feet above the ground. You are between 40,and 41 degrees north latitude and between 59 and 60 degrees west longitude."
"You must be an engineer," said the balloonist.
"I am," replied the man, "How did you know?"
"Well," answered the balloonist, "everything you told me is, technically correct, but I have no idea what to make of your,information, and the fact is I am still lost. Frankly, you've not been much help so far."
The man below responded, "You must be in Management."
"I am," replied the balloonist, "But how did you know?"
"Well," said the man, "You don't know where you are or where you are going. You have risen to where you are due to a large,quantity of hot air. You made a promise, which you have no idea how to keep, and you expect people beneath you to solve,your problems. The fact is you are in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but now, somehow, it's my fault."
binggo!
went to see the movie together with a bunch of girls in conjunction with women's day.
another movie running along the "define life" line. not bad i should say... probably im just into julia roberts and her wide smile. ;)
"if you were mine, i would never let you go"
i was thinking of posting my three days journal to penang, then again, i figured most of the text would be bound with continues chores of bitching about bad traffic and worse road-users' attitude... no offence penangnite, but you guys (and your road system) sucks. ;)
what they lack in such sense are well made up with good food (more variety i would say) and scenic places which made u draws deep breathe and sighs out loud : ahh, i wish she could be here. indeed, sometimes pictures doesnt say it all, but you have to be there the right moment and the right time to feel things i felt. i could take pictures and write descriptive explaination recording my journey, but it would prolly die in dull sentences dued to my limited vocab and repeatative photo shooting ideas.
In short, some of the more entertaining things we did was staying on the 32th floor of Gurney Hotel, a big apartment with everything a home needs plus a nice jacuzzi tub beside a big window overlooking the sea. A girl in my group insisted on using the jacuzzi with the windows railing pulled up, which later explains the sudden pile up of fisherman boats in our toilet view point (maybe i should've rented a boat as well). also went to this old british/jap/communist/triad/addicts fort, ate asam laksa, stumbled across sim clan ancestral hall, hunted down the mythical super unhealthy "fried chicken skin" popcorn thing, restaurant up a hilltop overlooking the whole island, ate ais kacang with lots of fruits in it, went buying localties tau sah peah and gai zhai peng (which SHOULD have been famous from ipoh instead). 4 hours drive and im home again slightly poor-er and exhausted.
btw. here's an interesting online personality test i took...
"once a rebel, now a fashion icon. sheesh"
here's a summary of last weekend.
penang, bad traffic, annoying drivers, gurney hotel, jacuzzi with great view, asam laksa, fried chicken skin, warcraft, wedding, old british fort, restaurant on hill top, more jacuzzi, dim sum, tau sah piah, ABC, home.
il post pictures and write more later. now having bad headache and trying to get some work done before boss comes after my ass. a whole lot to catch up, seems many things happened in the community when i was away.
later, ta.
"lesson of the day : never ever try play smart by giving opinions or comment to an already foul mooded women, you'll end up dead-er than you actually think you would. (naturally guys will screw up when they tend to talk too much)"
ive been reminding myself the mee-hun here in century square's cafeteria sucks big time, but everytime i go there for breakfast and they ran out of nasi lemak, il look at the nicely decorated platter of meehun and say "this doesnt look that bad, maybe it deserves a second (or till now, dunno how many it has sum up to) chance. then il ta pao the food, goes back to my cubicle, had a first mouthful and scream : "buawwaah... dis sucks~~!!!". and il go on telling my colleague to remember reminding myself never-ever-ever-(+ the times i've tried and bitched) to buy those meehun again.
colleague : you did what? again??!
me : well erm, it REALLY doesnt looked that bad on the platter though...
colleague : *grumps* hopeless...
damn, the overlord is demanding demonstration of a working star destroyer by mid of march. shit. better get the wielding iron heated. now where did i place my screwdriver?
will be in penang for the weekends. catch up with you guys later.
"coldplay - the scientist"
enough said, those who speak without intellectuality , or at least having the effort to show some, AND got into MY way, should therefore, be dragged off and, shot.
some ass hole foolish enough to set himself on fire, hurling himself at me doesn't take me on my compationate side, il probably just kick him aside burning falling down the 20 story cliff (note : watch LOTR:Return of the King), or preferably just 2 storey for a slower more agonizing death. stupidity will be the toughest challenge to my patience and leniency.
the person has pissed me off far enough to have me seriously thinking of (like others did) screwing him over on a more drastic approach, the foolish doesnt learn in words but i recon he'll still feel pain when he comes to it. it has been but the counsel of seniors which kept me from my decisions. With the amount of enemies ratio friends he makes each year, im amazed that he's still keeping his right arm.
Let gloomy take him...
we all make mistakes, sometimes it's not important on who's right, it's the matter of who's willing to listen and learn...
"Message of the day : my friends, too often we lose sight of life's simple pleasures. remember, when someone annoys you it takes 42 muscle in your face to frown but, it only takes 4 muscles to extend your arm and Bitch-Slap the MOTHERFUCKER in the head!!!..." (pass this on...)
