I'm so excited but there's nobody to call :(
Everybody i wanna talk to is either asleep or not talking to me.
Lucky i still have my trusty old blog.
Anyway just a quick one so i will remember this day.
Was chatting to a certain someone when i decided to ask for his opinion on internship prospects other then engineering line when he suggested his company. Weee! Its an advertising company and I'm really excited about working there now. Wonder how's it gonna be like.
Bad side to it tho is there might not be any pay in it. Hmm....i say its worth the experience but i'm gonna have to live like a pauper even when i work! Whats this man! Poor being a student, now poor working!
Oh well...i guess one cant ask for the best of everything right?
Friday, April 13, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Sweet Escape
Its been a good day, productive to say the least. Perhaps it was the appearance of a special someone. Or maybe it was the unexpected results that he got. Its been long since that feeling was last felt. A sense of pride and worth.
And then it rained. Dark clouds that blocked the sun and sent the earth into darkness, or at least part of it. The drizzle soon becomes rain, and rain became storm. Suddenly, the world starts to fade away behind a watery curtain. Buildings up ahead begins to dissolve and mountain disappears. All he can see is the speckle of lights from other lonesome travellers like him.
Its hard to explain the emotions that he's feeling. Comfortable? Safe? Relieved? Perhaps its all those or perhaps its not. All that he knows is that the rain didnt bother him. Dark as it was, he could still see the end of it. Somehow he feels there is a message somewhere, though yet to be deciphered. He drives on with the radio blaring away.
It was horrible weather. How he wished he was at home, tucked safely under his comforter with a good book to read and maybe some cookies and a tall glass of cold milk by his side. Ah to be young and free again. Somehow, stress has become a part of his life.
But yet today was different. It was the same and yet it was different. His problems were still there. Work still piled undone on his desk and books stacked high waiting to be read. But a smile carves its way across his face. It was different. And then the rain stopped, just as Gwen Stefani's 'Sweet Escape' came on.
And then it rained. Dark clouds that blocked the sun and sent the earth into darkness, or at least part of it. The drizzle soon becomes rain, and rain became storm. Suddenly, the world starts to fade away behind a watery curtain. Buildings up ahead begins to dissolve and mountain disappears. All he can see is the speckle of lights from other lonesome travellers like him.
Its hard to explain the emotions that he's feeling. Comfortable? Safe? Relieved? Perhaps its all those or perhaps its not. All that he knows is that the rain didnt bother him. Dark as it was, he could still see the end of it. Somehow he feels there is a message somewhere, though yet to be deciphered. He drives on with the radio blaring away.
It was horrible weather. How he wished he was at home, tucked safely under his comforter with a good book to read and maybe some cookies and a tall glass of cold milk by his side. Ah to be young and free again. Somehow, stress has become a part of his life.
But yet today was different. It was the same and yet it was different. His problems were still there. Work still piled undone on his desk and books stacked high waiting to be read. But a smile carves its way across his face. It was different. And then the rain stopped, just as Gwen Stefani's 'Sweet Escape' came on.
Cravings
I crave for the illegal.
Once again my mind dwell on the colourful, to taste the forbidden fruit that comes in so many different forms and flavours. The music adds to the rush. I know i should stop, but its too late. The seed has already been planted - the thought of the apple inside.
So much left unattended, unresolved. But yet time is what i lack. It fills my mind with thoughts, yet i push them aside for what requires my immediate attention. Maybe its a mistake, who knows what time will do? But for now, only one problem at a time. I crave for relieve.
I stand here wondering, trying to see into the future. To tell of consequences, to predict results. But all is blank. Abilities lie in a world of fantasy and i'm rudely brought back to reality. But Superman is no fantasy of mine, he's real. If only i could get a touch of him now. Reality dissolves. The Hand supreme.
Resist i must. Resist i will. For the time of fantasy will come soon. But the mind must rest now.
Once again my mind dwell on the colourful, to taste the forbidden fruit that comes in so many different forms and flavours. The music adds to the rush. I know i should stop, but its too late. The seed has already been planted - the thought of the apple inside.
So much left unattended, unresolved. But yet time is what i lack. It fills my mind with thoughts, yet i push them aside for what requires my immediate attention. Maybe its a mistake, who knows what time will do? But for now, only one problem at a time. I crave for relieve.
I stand here wondering, trying to see into the future. To tell of consequences, to predict results. But all is blank. Abilities lie in a world of fantasy and i'm rudely brought back to reality. But Superman is no fantasy of mine, he's real. If only i could get a touch of him now. Reality dissolves. The Hand supreme.
Resist i must. Resist i will. For the time of fantasy will come soon. But the mind must rest now.
"But I want to
Feel you touch you know you
And I want to
so I let you set me free
Into sweet misery
Sweet misery"
Tiesto - Sweet Misery
Feel you touch you know you
And I want to
so I let you set me free
Into sweet misery
Sweet misery"
Tiesto - Sweet Misery
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Crazy Japs
Anybody think the Japs are crazy? Watch these clips then tell me!
Seriously, have they no law against these kindda pranks?
However, throw in a really cute guy and it could actually be voyeuristic porn for some of u :P
Enjoy!
Seriously, have they no law against these kindda pranks?
However, throw in a really cute guy and it could actually be voyeuristic porn for some of u :P
Enjoy!
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Simple Love
One thing i love about him?
All those free CD's :P
I've been trying very hard not to fall too fast or too deep into it this time. Blame it on experience but like i've said before, i approach love with much more cynicism now. Even while everything was rosy i still had my doubts - the usual questions of what ifs and is hes'. Whats more scary is the fact that he was a total stranger, no way of doing any kind of background check of what kindda guy is he. Of course i had to take extra precautions, i was entering uncharted grounds.
I do admit however, i was still caught up in the moment. Its like driving a Ferrari but asking it to do 70kph on an empty highway - its possible but highly unlikely. I guess somethings never change eh!
All those free CD's :P
I've been trying very hard not to fall too fast or too deep into it this time. Blame it on experience but like i've said before, i approach love with much more cynicism now. Even while everything was rosy i still had my doubts - the usual questions of what ifs and is hes'. Whats more scary is the fact that he was a total stranger, no way of doing any kind of background check of what kindda guy is he. Of course i had to take extra precautions, i was entering uncharted grounds.
I do admit however, i was still caught up in the moment. Its like driving a Ferrari but asking it to do 70kph on an empty highway - its possible but highly unlikely. I guess somethings never change eh!
"Begitulah wajah cinta
tak cukup sejuta kata"
tak cukup sejuta kata"
Wanted to say more but somehow i find that words cant describe anything i want to say. So i guess i'll just enjoy the ride and see where it leads us to.
Malacca
Not really in the mood for a full post so here's a brief outline of my weekend (if anybody's interested la :S)
-Went down to Malacca
-Missed Speedzone party because of Malacca :'(
-Ate lots n lots of food in half a day - wan ton mee, hei piao oh (hmm this is hokkien for erm some fishball thingy la), satay, satay celup, chow mien, oo jien (fried oyster).
-Slept the remaining half of the day
-Missed a chance to cuddle in my babys arms to sleep.
-Missed Easter Sunday service
-Got bitten by A HELL LOT OF MOSQUITOES!
-Was so freaking hot the whole day! (N my mum dragged me to walk with her up St Pauls hill sommore!)
-Saw some cute guys in Jonker Walk
-Finally got a nice cross pendent in Jonker Walk
-Saw a gay guy doing line-dancing on stage with a bunch of old ladies in glittery clothes (he was good tho)
-Saw a Kwai Lou girl crying at the foot of Bkt Cina (For u guys unfamiliar with Mlk, Bkt Cina is littered with old style cemetaries, think old chinese ghost stories :P)
-Went down to Malacca
-Missed Speedzone party because of Malacca :'(
-Ate lots n lots of food in half a day - wan ton mee, hei piao oh (hmm this is hokkien for erm some fishball thingy la), satay, satay celup, chow mien, oo jien (fried oyster).
-Slept the remaining half of the day
-Missed a chance to cuddle in my babys arms to sleep.
-Missed Easter Sunday service
-Got bitten by A HELL LOT OF MOSQUITOES!
-Was so freaking hot the whole day! (N my mum dragged me to walk with her up St Pauls hill sommore!)
-Saw some cute guys in Jonker Walk
-Finally got a nice cross pendent in Jonker Walk
-Saw a gay guy doing line-dancing on stage with a bunch of old ladies in glittery clothes (he was good tho)
-Saw a Kwai Lou girl crying at the foot of Bkt Cina (For u guys unfamiliar with Mlk, Bkt Cina is littered with old style cemetaries, think old chinese ghost stories :P)
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Generation UnGap
Ok so lately i've been posting up alot of vid. Kindda told myself to write up a proper post for today but i stumbled across this vid that was TOO FUCKING HILARIOUS! To not post it up would be a crime. Its in Mandarin but dont worry if your a banana like me, you'll enjoy it too!
This rap was brought to you by...
And she even has a blog! Go check out her site here.
'Shi Bu Shi Jai Kai Wan Siaoo!'
Anyway, i guess this is what you really call bridging the generation gap. But somehow, its rather disturbing. I dont even wanna think about how its gonna be if i ever find out MY grandparents have a rap album coming out!
Well, all the best LAO CHAR BOR! I support you...as long as you dont ever influence my grandparents or give them crazy ideas. If you do, i'll be sueing you for emotional trauma, I SWEAR!
ps: OMFG! After listening to it for like a million time, i think i'm actually starting to like this song! Anyone else thinks its catchy? :S
This rap was brought to you by...
LAO ZHA BOR!
And she even has a blog! Go check out her site here.
'Shi Bu Shi Jai Kai Wan Siaoo!'
Anyway, i guess this is what you really call bridging the generation gap. But somehow, its rather disturbing. I dont even wanna think about how its gonna be if i ever find out MY grandparents have a rap album coming out!
Well, all the best LAO CHAR BOR! I support you...as long as you dont ever influence my grandparents or give them crazy ideas. If you do, i'll be sueing you for emotional trauma, I SWEAR!
ps: OMFG! After listening to it for like a million time, i think i'm actually starting to like this song! Anyone else thinks its catchy? :S
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Vids
I need your help guys. Found this trailer on my com which i downloaded some time ago and remembered really wanting to catch this film. Unfortunately i dont really know how to go about finding it as its in chinese and a foreign gay film. If anybody has any idea on how to get the dvd i would be eternally grateful to you. Thanks.
Eternal Summer (trailer)
Oh and i really love the music as well, if anybody knows where to get it...lol thanks
Eternal Summer (trailer)
Oh and i really love the music as well, if anybody knows where to get it...lol thanks
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And heres another clip. Pretty disturbing i would say, but its also a must watch. This one courtesy of Ray for introducing it to me. Enjoy!
Ernest And Bertram
Ernest And Bertram
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
A Tale Of Good And Evil
My mum is rearing snails...really.
Today i came back from uni only to be greeted on the front porch by a tupperware of snails.
Ever since i moved to my new place some time back, the garden has been the pride and joy of my mum and dad. This is not to say that they are superb gardeners with a natural green thumb, or that my garden is exceptionally pretty, but rather they have put much more effort into it this time around compared to before.
Never before have they shown this much interest in potted plants or taken so much time and effort to ensure every foliage in the house remains vibrant and more importantly, alive. Of course there has been the occasional plant murder when my dad would accidentally put too much fertiliser in one pot or viciously dig out that poor defenceless papaya tree that my mum planted (he doesn't believe in the practicality of having a fruit tree in the house :S) but all in all, i would say that they're doing quite well.
So imagine their horror one day when they found their beloved garden infested with snails. No idea where those little fellers have been hiding all this time but they sure like a grandeur appearance. It was as if a whole clan reunion was taking place right here in our garden and everywhere u turned u could see snails. Ok so i may be exaggerating a lil bit, but yeah there were quite a few la.
Without hesitation, my mum started her conquest to rid her precious retreat from these pest. She scoured the area high and low, leaving no stone unturned literally. The snails were handpicked one by one and off into a tupperware they went. When she was done, she smiled. Emerging triumphant, she could once again breath easily knowing that her lil garden was once again safe. Little did she realise of her final obstical.
'What should i do with these?' she turned to ask me.
'Kill it la! Squash them all at once. Or better yet, pour salt and see them melt!' I replied with a wicked grin.
But being the softy that she is, my mum couldnt do it. She thought it was heartless if she killed those snails, even if they did pose a threat to her garden. So in the tupperware those wretched snails remain till this day still awaiting their judgement. Uncertain about their future. And if you listen carefully at the stroke of midnight on a clear silent night, when the moon is full and the air is still, you would hear the soft mourning of those greedy snails crying
'Woe is us! Woe is us!'
Today i came back from uni only to be greeted on the front porch by a tupperware of snails.
Ever since i moved to my new place some time back, the garden has been the pride and joy of my mum and dad. This is not to say that they are superb gardeners with a natural green thumb, or that my garden is exceptionally pretty, but rather they have put much more effort into it this time around compared to before.
Never before have they shown this much interest in potted plants or taken so much time and effort to ensure every foliage in the house remains vibrant and more importantly, alive. Of course there has been the occasional plant murder when my dad would accidentally put too much fertiliser in one pot or viciously dig out that poor defenceless papaya tree that my mum planted (he doesn't believe in the practicality of having a fruit tree in the house :S) but all in all, i would say that they're doing quite well.
So imagine their horror one day when they found their beloved garden infested with snails. No idea where those little fellers have been hiding all this time but they sure like a grandeur appearance. It was as if a whole clan reunion was taking place right here in our garden and everywhere u turned u could see snails. Ok so i may be exaggerating a lil bit, but yeah there were quite a few la.
Without hesitation, my mum started her conquest to rid her precious retreat from these pest. She scoured the area high and low, leaving no stone unturned literally. The snails were handpicked one by one and off into a tupperware they went. When she was done, she smiled. Emerging triumphant, she could once again breath easily knowing that her lil garden was once again safe. Little did she realise of her final obstical.
'What should i do with these?' she turned to ask me.
'Kill it la! Squash them all at once. Or better yet, pour salt and see them melt!' I replied with a wicked grin.
But being the softy that she is, my mum couldnt do it. She thought it was heartless if she killed those snails, even if they did pose a threat to her garden. So in the tupperware those wretched snails remain till this day still awaiting their judgement. Uncertain about their future. And if you listen carefully at the stroke of midnight on a clear silent night, when the moon is full and the air is still, you would hear the soft mourning of those greedy snails crying
'Woe is us! Woe is us!'
Monday, April 02, 2007
The Dark Side Of Emotions
Emotions are deceiving. They come as sudden as they go and often, we have to clear up the mess that they leave behind. Of course we only have ourselves to blame for being a victim of the moment. If only we had been strong.
Falling for somebody is easy, especially in a society where many are desperate for a meaningful relationship. All we need is a little attention, some form of pampering, and we think that we're head-over-heels for somebody. What happens then when the feeling goes away? Only then do we face reality and start with the rational part. Is he really the one for me? Can i really live with this guy? Worst still, do i really love him? Or was it all just a sugar rush?
Some say that relationship takes work. Work to forge a closer bond. Work to maintain that feeling. Work to ensure that trust. But even when a person goes beyond himself to satisfy the other, it doesn't always produce the desired results. Instead, the other party might just end up feeling more pressured to remain in the relationship, and that is a recipe for disaster.
I definitely felt that pressure once. I was with the sweetest, most caring guy anybody could ever wish for, and it was alot to live up to. In the end, i was left feeling indebted to him. By then, the feeling was gone. The rainbows had hidden behind clouds and birds stopped singing the song of love. Reality started sinking in, and i couldn't see myself with him anymore. But i owed him! And that was the worst part. I would be seen as the jerk if i left him, but would be living a lie if i continued. It ended eventually, but not without a huge mess as expected. Looking back, it was the right thing to do but i still cant help tasting that sour after taste every time i think back.
And maybe love is blind. Or maybe some people just don't want to see the obvious. An idealistic man trapped in a vicious world. What will happen when his bubble burst? What happens when he realises that even with all the securities to offer, sometimes its just not enough without that attraction as well? Maybe if he understood the concept of emotion, he would see that it was all but a dream. A sweet one that will turn sour if he does not let go. Or maybe he really is oblivious to it all?
In any case, i wish him well.
An idealistic man trapped in a vicious world.
If only he knew of emotions.
Falling for somebody is easy, especially in a society where many are desperate for a meaningful relationship. All we need is a little attention, some form of pampering, and we think that we're head-over-heels for somebody. What happens then when the feeling goes away? Only then do we face reality and start with the rational part. Is he really the one for me? Can i really live with this guy? Worst still, do i really love him? Or was it all just a sugar rush?
Some say that relationship takes work. Work to forge a closer bond. Work to maintain that feeling. Work to ensure that trust. But even when a person goes beyond himself to satisfy the other, it doesn't always produce the desired results. Instead, the other party might just end up feeling more pressured to remain in the relationship, and that is a recipe for disaster.
I definitely felt that pressure once. I was with the sweetest, most caring guy anybody could ever wish for, and it was alot to live up to. In the end, i was left feeling indebted to him. By then, the feeling was gone. The rainbows had hidden behind clouds and birds stopped singing the song of love. Reality started sinking in, and i couldn't see myself with him anymore. But i owed him! And that was the worst part. I would be seen as the jerk if i left him, but would be living a lie if i continued. It ended eventually, but not without a huge mess as expected. Looking back, it was the right thing to do but i still cant help tasting that sour after taste every time i think back.
And maybe love is blind. Or maybe some people just don't want to see the obvious. An idealistic man trapped in a vicious world. What will happen when his bubble burst? What happens when he realises that even with all the securities to offer, sometimes its just not enough without that attraction as well? Maybe if he understood the concept of emotion, he would see that it was all but a dream. A sweet one that will turn sour if he does not let go. Or maybe he really is oblivious to it all?
In any case, i wish him well.
An idealistic man trapped in a vicious world.
If only he knew of emotions.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
It Starts With Tomorrow
A few weeks ago i went to the gym wearing my specs because i was lazy to put on my contacts. Normally i would just wear them in the gym as well. Unlike some ppl i know, i do not like the feeling of seeing phantoms everywhere i go, aka blurred faces. That day however, i was planning to do alot more cardio thanks to all those late night snacking and sinful alco so i went about without my specs.
So there i was, happily cycling away those dreaded fats, when suddenly out of the corner of my eye i spot this shirtless dude. First thought was, omg its that old uncle again!
You see, theres this uncle probably in his 40ies i guess, who likes to do his workout shirtless. Given he's fucking strong (carries those big weights) but he has a horrible gut jutting out and lets just say its really not a pleasant sight at all. On top of that, he likes doing weird things too like erm...swinging from bars and climbing over railings to get to the other side of the room instead of just walking up a mere 3 step! Reminds me of a classmate i once had, weird guy.
Anyway i thought it was that guy but i did turn my head to look again, just because i was bored and was wondering what other weird things he would do today. Well, it wasnt that uncle. It was somebody else. Somebody with a much nicer body - tall, lean and well toned. Unfortunately, half blinded as i was, i couldnt really make out much la so i didnt really bother.
Today as i was working out again, thankfully with my contacts on this time, came this dude. He was wearing a long sleeve tee and again i thought to myself why would anyone workout in a long sleeve tee? Was Malaysia not fucking hot enough? Again, didnt really bother.
Then this guy goes into the washroom and a few minutes later emerged...topless. It was then that i realise that this was the same dude i saw the last time and my mouth nearly dropped when i saw the body that he had. OMG now i know who the Greeks took as models because this guy was CHISELLED to perfection.
Not those super muscular guy that everybody hates, but the lean and toned kind that can just melt er...anything la. One could see the perfectly sculpted chest, those deep grooves of his abs, and that super sexy line that divides the shoulders from the arms. Took every ounce of willpower to just not stare. No wonder its been such a fucking hot day, he obviously was around PJ!
Well even tho i couldnt stare openly, i sure gave him loads of glances. Just admirational glances mind u, not those lustful kind because i'm loyal :P But seeing him sure gave me determination to work harder to achieve the kind of body i've always longed for...his!
Then i went to mamak.
Then i ordered Nasi Lemak Ayam.
-.-
So much for determination eh?
So there i was, happily cycling away those dreaded fats, when suddenly out of the corner of my eye i spot this shirtless dude. First thought was, omg its that old uncle again!
You see, theres this uncle probably in his 40ies i guess, who likes to do his workout shirtless. Given he's fucking strong (carries those big weights) but he has a horrible gut jutting out and lets just say its really not a pleasant sight at all. On top of that, he likes doing weird things too like erm...swinging from bars and climbing over railings to get to the other side of the room instead of just walking up a mere 3 step! Reminds me of a classmate i once had, weird guy.
Anyway i thought it was that guy but i did turn my head to look again, just because i was bored and was wondering what other weird things he would do today. Well, it wasnt that uncle. It was somebody else. Somebody with a much nicer body - tall, lean and well toned. Unfortunately, half blinded as i was, i couldnt really make out much la so i didnt really bother.
Today as i was working out again, thankfully with my contacts on this time, came this dude. He was wearing a long sleeve tee and again i thought to myself why would anyone workout in a long sleeve tee? Was Malaysia not fucking hot enough? Again, didnt really bother.
Then this guy goes into the washroom and a few minutes later emerged...topless. It was then that i realise that this was the same dude i saw the last time and my mouth nearly dropped when i saw the body that he had. OMG now i know who the Greeks took as models because this guy was CHISELLED to perfection.
Not those super muscular guy that everybody hates, but the lean and toned kind that can just melt er...anything la. One could see the perfectly sculpted chest, those deep grooves of his abs, and that super sexy line that divides the shoulders from the arms. Took every ounce of willpower to just not stare. No wonder its been such a fucking hot day, he obviously was around PJ!
Well even tho i couldnt stare openly, i sure gave him loads of glances. Just admirational glances mind u, not those lustful kind because i'm loyal :P But seeing him sure gave me determination to work harder to achieve the kind of body i've always longed for...his!
Then i went to mamak.
Then i ordered Nasi Lemak Ayam.
-.-
So much for determination eh?
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Its the Stress Talking
A glimpse of the past
in a picture of the present
brings a sense of urgency
for what comes in the future
in a picture of the present
brings a sense of urgency
for what comes in the future
There are certain things i want to write but cant - or at least not over here. Perhaps the timing is right when he gave me that book. I love it to bits! And perhaps its time i channel my thoughts somewhere more personal now. Somehow, knowing some of the people that reads my blog has inhibit me from writing more personal stuff (some la!). I guess there are certain things that i would still like to keep to myself. Its a matter of pride, unfortunately.
Anyway workload is becoming unbearable. Some due to procrastination but mostly due to my own unintelligence. UGH! Will be so glad when i finally come out to work and do things that are actually logical again. When will i ever learn!
2 MORE MONTHS TILL HOLS!
Anyway workload is becoming unbearable. Some due to procrastination but mostly due to my own unintelligence. UGH! Will be so glad when i finally come out to work and do things that are actually logical again. When will i ever learn!
2 MORE MONTHS TILL HOLS!
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Sometimes I wonder
Ahh its pretty obvious isnt it, this blogs been abandoned for quite some time now.
*dust cobwebs away*
....
Dont know where to start so i shall just say this first,
IWANT NEED MORE MONEY!
Went shopping today, chasing brands we all could not afford, hoping to at least sniff out a good bargain but ended up greatly disappointed. The worst thing that can happen to a men is to grab hold of a fucking gorgeous pair of pants (LINEN AND OFF WHITE!) only to find its sooo not worth the price! Plus because of my *petite* size, as some would call me (grrr) some alterations have to be made that would incur an additional cost of RM35. I did not spend all that time in the gym just to pay more for clothes that are already extortionately priced!
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*dust cobwebs away*
....
Dont know where to start so i shall just say this first,
I
Went shopping today, chasing brands we all could not afford, hoping to at least sniff out a good bargain but ended up greatly disappointed. The worst thing that can happen to a men is to grab hold of a fucking gorgeous pair of pants (LINEN AND OFF WHITE!) only to find its sooo not worth the price! Plus because of my *petite* size, as some would call me (grrr) some alterations have to be made that would incur an additional cost of RM35. I did not spend all that time in the gym just to pay more for clothes that are already extortionately priced!
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When my heart skips a beat
At the whisper of your voice
Is this love and all thats to it
Or a phase that just was?
At the whisper of your voice
Is this love and all thats to it
Or a phase that just was?
Its sad when love has to be wary. Not that i worry alot about what he's doing or am untrusting, its just sometimes there will be a nagging thought or a flicker of doubt that passes by and i dont like that. I guess in a way, i have learned from past mistakes and experiences. Kindda surprised me alittle at some of the things i actually paused to consider before bouncing in head first like i usually do.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
A Weird Post
In the end, all that griping worked. I guess someone does hear our wails after all, or maybe it was just really good timing...or maybe just desperation.
But i'm happy
I'm glad i went last Saturday
:)
But i'm happy
I'm glad i went last Saturday
:)
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Crappy Monday
Today has got to be the crappiest start to the week i've ever had in a long time.
Barely had enough sleep, woke up twice scratching. Had to drag myself to the toilet to splash water on the itch just so i dont scratch my legs off. I have to say its getting better now but i still find myself waking up scratching every so often.
Anyway, that made me extra tired but i had to wake up extra early to visit the blardy gas station. Next was the jam at Federal at the Jln 222 part which was short, so ok i thought i'd make it on time. But NoooOoOo it had to be jam from amcorp all the way to Midvalley too. To top it off, one of my lab parter claims to have fallen 'ill' and thus asking me to go collect the toolbox from his house.
Upon reaching there i find an unusual crawl exiting from his housing area because some fool parked his stupid fucking car by the road just before the exit, causing the left lane to have to wait with the guys in the right lane at a trafic light (left lane does not need to wait for the lights). Well after passing through that obstical finally, i was then confronted with idotic lorry drivers. Of course you'd have to expect it! I mean no crappy day is complete without fucking stupid lorry drivers who insist on crossing the road no matter if theres car on the other side or not and blocking the whole fucking road!
ROARRRRRRRRRRR
So to destress, i decided to go out for a movie at night. Was supposed to stay back to do some reading but i think a crappy day deserves a night out at least. Watched Bridge to Terabithia. I loved that show. Might be alittle slow for some but i just found that whole show to be really sweet. Reminds me of childhood innocence. Wont say anything more to spoil it for u guys yet to catch it.
Oh and while leaving the cinema, i had to reverse into a fucking pole which was so short it was out of view. Now theres a gaping hole in my back bumper. Such a great way to end a crappy day.
Barely had enough sleep, woke up twice scratching. Had to drag myself to the toilet to splash water on the itch just so i dont scratch my legs off. I have to say its getting better now but i still find myself waking up scratching every so often.
Anyway, that made me extra tired but i had to wake up extra early to visit the blardy gas station. Next was the jam at Federal at the Jln 222 part which was short, so ok i thought i'd make it on time. But NoooOoOo it had to be jam from amcorp all the way to Midvalley too. To top it off, one of my lab parter claims to have fallen 'ill' and thus asking me to go collect the toolbox from his house.
Upon reaching there i find an unusual crawl exiting from his housing area because some fool parked his stupid fucking car by the road just before the exit, causing the left lane to have to wait with the guys in the right lane at a trafic light (left lane does not need to wait for the lights). Well after passing through that obstical finally, i was then confronted with idotic lorry drivers. Of course you'd have to expect it! I mean no crappy day is complete without fucking stupid lorry drivers who insist on crossing the road no matter if theres car on the other side or not and blocking the whole fucking road!
ROARRRRRRRRRRR
So to destress, i decided to go out for a movie at night. Was supposed to stay back to do some reading but i think a crappy day deserves a night out at least. Watched Bridge to Terabithia. I loved that show. Might be alittle slow for some but i just found that whole show to be really sweet. Reminds me of childhood innocence. Wont say anything more to spoil it for u guys yet to catch it.
Oh and while leaving the cinema, i had to reverse into a fucking pole which was so short it was out of view. Now theres a gaping hole in my back bumper. Such a great way to end a crappy day.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Terbaik Untukmu
It was an eventful weekend to say the least.
The plan was to go Aloha on Friday, be there by 12 (at least) and then leave by 1 something.
When will we ever learn that the impossible nvr happens.
We arrived at 12.30
We left when the lights came on.
And we weren't even in Aloha, we ended up in Passion...AGAIN.
But i have to say that it was a superb night. From the moment we stepped into the club until we left, the DJ played a fucking fantastic set that had everybody up n shaking their booty, grooving to the hard thumping sound of techno mix. Its official, I'm a club whore.
Then there was gossip.
Then there was drama (alil bit).
Some mamak.
And now its back to being single versus being in a relationship all over again.
Call it biological clock or whatever, but I'm finding myself wanting a relationship once again. I'm looking around and seeing couples doing things i once did, and suddenly the strings of loneliness starts strumming a mournful song. And yet I'm hesitant if I'll be able to commit to one. But more importantly, I've yet to find The One to start anything with, even if i wanted to!
I guess its no point really to lament on the pros and cons of a relationship if opportunity isn't even knocking at your door, but its always better to be prepared then to be caught unaware no? Not that I'm on the prowl now, because i always believe in love finding their way to the right hearts, but at the rate I'm knowing people i might as well just start taking knitting lessons now and start preparing for a lifetime of lonely celibacy! :(
Oh and since i'm lamenting, might as well just say this too...I HATE YOU MONDAYS!
Ok i have to sleep now, but i'll leave you with this sweet song (thanks Ray).
Tangga
Terbaik Untukmu
Aku sadar kalau kini
Kita sudah smakin menjauh
Sempat aku berpikir ini
Kau yg menginginkannya
Lepas dari pelukku
oh kini aku sadari
ini salahku
tak ingin ku terlambat dan sesali
reff: maafkanlah bila ku selalu
membuatmu marah dan benci padaku
ku lakukan itu semua
hanya tuk buatmu bahagia
mungkin ku cuma tak bisa pahami
bagaimana cara tunjukkan maksudku
aku cuma ingin jadi terbaik untukmu
Aku ingin kau tetap di sini bersamaku
Jangan Pergi
Berikan satu kesempatan
Untuk ku membuktikan
sesungguhnya cintaku
The plan was to go Aloha on Friday, be there by 12 (at least) and then leave by 1 something.
When will we ever learn that the impossible nvr happens.
We arrived at 12.30
We left when the lights came on.
And we weren't even in Aloha, we ended up in Passion...AGAIN.
But i have to say that it was a superb night. From the moment we stepped into the club until we left, the DJ played a fucking fantastic set that had everybody up n shaking their booty, grooving to the hard thumping sound of techno mix. Its official, I'm a club whore.
Then there was gossip.
Then there was drama (alil bit).
Some mamak.
And now its back to being single versus being in a relationship all over again.
Call it biological clock or whatever, but I'm finding myself wanting a relationship once again. I'm looking around and seeing couples doing things i once did, and suddenly the strings of loneliness starts strumming a mournful song. And yet I'm hesitant if I'll be able to commit to one. But more importantly, I've yet to find The One to start anything with, even if i wanted to!
I guess its no point really to lament on the pros and cons of a relationship if opportunity isn't even knocking at your door, but its always better to be prepared then to be caught unaware no? Not that I'm on the prowl now, because i always believe in love finding their way to the right hearts, but at the rate I'm knowing people i might as well just start taking knitting lessons now and start preparing for a lifetime of lonely celibacy! :(
Oh and since i'm lamenting, might as well just say this too...I HATE YOU MONDAYS!
Ok i have to sleep now, but i'll leave you with this sweet song (thanks Ray).
Tangga
Terbaik Untukmu
Aku sadar kalau kini
Kita sudah smakin menjauh
Sempat aku berpikir ini
Kau yg menginginkannya
Lepas dari pelukku
oh kini aku sadari
ini salahku
tak ingin ku terlambat dan sesali
reff: maafkanlah bila ku selalu
membuatmu marah dan benci padaku
ku lakukan itu semua
hanya tuk buatmu bahagia
mungkin ku cuma tak bisa pahami
bagaimana cara tunjukkan maksudku
aku cuma ingin jadi terbaik untukmu
Aku ingin kau tetap di sini bersamaku
Jangan Pergi
Berikan satu kesempatan
Untuk ku membuktikan
sesungguhnya cintaku
There are some people that i'll always love, no matter what. Though the nature of this love may change, the fact is i'll always care.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Itchy Itchy Scratch
OMG SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH ME!
I've been having this itch on my legs for days now and its still not going away. I find myself waking up at night just to scratch and not only is it disturbing my sleep, its also leaving me with SCARS! Now i look like somebody who'd just finished a game of rugby.
Been trying to eliminate all source of itch, starting from changing the bedsheets, to moping the floor, to sending all worn clothes to be washed, to bathing really, really, and i mean really clean and still the itch prevails! If this last any longer i think i might go insane and start scratching myself to death. Come to think about it, i think i've read a horror story once where someone used dark magic to make another person scratch himself to death. Hmmm......
I've been having this itch on my legs for days now and its still not going away. I find myself waking up at night just to scratch and not only is it disturbing my sleep, its also leaving me with SCARS! Now i look like somebody who'd just finished a game of rugby.
Been trying to eliminate all source of itch, starting from changing the bedsheets, to moping the floor, to sending all worn clothes to be washed, to bathing really, really, and i mean really clean and still the itch prevails! If this last any longer i think i might go insane and start scratching myself to death. Come to think about it, i think i've read a horror story once where someone used dark magic to make another person scratch himself to death. Hmmm......
Friday, March 02, 2007
Lights.Camera.Action.
Rejoice people for a superstar is born.
No longer am i just a mere mortal anymore, I now live on a higher level!
I have been encapsulated in a movie and shall now be remembered for the splendid performance i gave.
Generations will worship me!
Children will adore me!
The Oscar will idolize me!
OK i'm just joking.
So i finally got a taste of how life through the lens was like. Played a very small part in a local production as one of those faces in the multitudes you see on screen but nvr bother about (aka kalefare in canton) and it took damn fucking long just to please the director. Man not worth the money we were paid. Thank god i wasnt there alone or i would have just walked out halfway.
Reached the set about 7 plus. I have to admit i was quite excited as this was the first time i've ever seen a movie being shot up close and personal. You wont believe how much a little bit of lighting and playing around with the camera angle can create a beautiful backdrop when in actual fact its just being shot in some old uninteresting building. Such trickery!
Anyway we were made to sit there for ages after we arrived. Didnt even know if we would be accepted because i had mistaken a shirt for a tee. So there we were, wait, wait, wait, when finally they told us they had dinner provided for us and we would be briefed after eating. Huh? Nobody mentioned dinner, and me, ad and mich had KFC at KLCC!
Well they did brief us after dinner, and then the acting started. To cut a long story short, i've nvr shouted 'Merdeka' so many times in my entire life as i did in that one night. Neither has the phrase 'Hidup Tunku', 'Hidup UMNO', and 'Hidup MCA' been uttered from my mouth ever, and yet i think i said it enough to last me a lifetime and many more. Oh and the bitch (ok she was a nice lady actually) combed my hair like shit and really made me look like an AH PEK! Good god how on earth can i show my face now! I hope nobody ever recognises me, if they ever go watch that show in the first place la.
What was expected to be a 6 hour stint dragged on and on and on and finally, at BLARDY 3.30, they finally wrapped it up. OMG 80 bucks for eight n half hour is so not worth my time! I guess you cant put a price on experience, but i swore to myself that nvr again was i going for something like this (unless something interesting comes along la :P). So i guess i can finally strike of acting as a profession now.
Its time to move on.
Next stop, daredevil!
No longer am i just a mere mortal anymore, I now live on a higher level!
I have been encapsulated in a movie and shall now be remembered for the splendid performance i gave.
Generations will worship me!
Children will adore me!
The Oscar will idolize me!
OK i'm just joking.
So i finally got a taste of how life through the lens was like. Played a very small part in a local production as one of those faces in the multitudes you see on screen but nvr bother about (aka kalefare in canton) and it took damn fucking long just to please the director. Man not worth the money we were paid. Thank god i wasnt there alone or i would have just walked out halfway.
Reached the set about 7 plus. I have to admit i was quite excited as this was the first time i've ever seen a movie being shot up close and personal. You wont believe how much a little bit of lighting and playing around with the camera angle can create a beautiful backdrop when in actual fact its just being shot in some old uninteresting building. Such trickery!
Anyway we were made to sit there for ages after we arrived. Didnt even know if we would be accepted because i had mistaken a shirt for a tee. So there we were, wait, wait, wait, when finally they told us they had dinner provided for us and we would be briefed after eating. Huh? Nobody mentioned dinner, and me, ad and mich had KFC at KLCC!
Well they did brief us after dinner, and then the acting started. To cut a long story short, i've nvr shouted 'Merdeka' so many times in my entire life as i did in that one night. Neither has the phrase 'Hidup Tunku', 'Hidup UMNO', and 'Hidup MCA' been uttered from my mouth ever, and yet i think i said it enough to last me a lifetime and many more. Oh and the bitch (ok she was a nice lady actually) combed my hair like shit and really made me look like an AH PEK! Good god how on earth can i show my face now! I hope nobody ever recognises me, if they ever go watch that show in the first place la.
What was expected to be a 6 hour stint dragged on and on and on and finally, at BLARDY 3.30, they finally wrapped it up. OMG 80 bucks for eight n half hour is so not worth my time! I guess you cant put a price on experience, but i swore to myself that nvr again was i going for something like this (unless something interesting comes along la :P). So i guess i can finally strike of acting as a profession now.
Its time to move on.
Next stop, daredevil!
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