Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Woke up at 8, reach Midvalley at 9. Start work at 10, and finish at 10pm. Whole of my weekend gone, just like that. Voila! Poof! And since yesterday i've been lethargic and sleepy. I had blisters and a cut on my foot which i don't even know how the hell i got it in the first place. Got home, realized my socks were soaked with blood, only to find out that cut on my right foot. No wonder i kept having this stinging sensation on my foot the whole day.
I seriously am worn out. I'm so craving for a proper holiday. Somewhere, with anyone! Preferably by the beach. I can so picture what i would want for my holiday. A drive with a few good friends; joking around, laughing hard and stopping by at rest stops for ciggie breaks. Then we'd arrive at our destination; check in to our hotel/resort/apartment/whatsoever; head out to the swimming pool for a dip or perhaps take a drive down town and see what we could do. Oh wait, before that. A NICE COLD BEERRRR!! Then by evening, we'd be back, and head off to the beach for a barbeque and enjoy the gentle sea breeze hitting our tired faces. Ahh... i so want that right now.
Went out for yamcha with Cheng and Syin the other night (more like a bahkuteh session), and had a few conversations. It just struck me. I think i would want to publish a book. The contents, yet to be planned. But by these two really good friends of mine, i've thought of a really good title for my book. Cheeky, yet would make you ponder what the heck is this book about.
"How To Eat Fish"
Why i chose this title. I shall explain next time.
Until then. Gotta leave office before the traffic jam gets bitchy.
Oh my gawd. After i started working, i don't seem to be blogging anymore, yet i keep pouring out so much onto Facebook and Twitter. Sigh.
So much has happened to me and i seem to be getting lost. I thought i was happy, yet i'm not. A very good friend of mine, Boon Chin told me although i seem happy, but in fact deep down i'm not. I resented that statement at first, but slowly, i realized. He's right.
I thought i had something. But, in reality, it's just another fantasy i cooked up to fulfill that gap which could never be filled, somehow. Countless times, i tried and tried. Somehow i still feel that void in me. I don't know what's going on anymore. I don't seem to have a proper path anymore. And just when i thought i had something in grasp, that something got slipped and went missing again. It sucks.
Work has been hectic. Articles after articles. Not only that, i had to come up with taglines and stuffs. And oh ya, the occasional marketing stuffs. Boring, but what to do? It's better than being at home not doing anything at all, no?
I lost my phone countless of times. Different models, different time and at different place; yet one same old habit: my carelessness. Sigh. I hope i don't lose my Blackberry which i dried up my ang pow pile to buy. And for the first time, i'm actually paying my own bills! Should i be proud of myself? Hmm... You see, i even lost that fire in me. What the fuck is going on with me?
Oh shites. Just as i'm writing this, i have work to do. This sucks.
I miss the fact that you've entered my life. I miss the times you'd call just to ask me what to cook for lunch or dinner. I miss your voice. I miss you calling me bee. I miss you singing Taylor Swift's Love Song to me. I miss when you'd just call me and sing on the phone to me. I miss you calling me in the morning to wake me up, then at night before you go to sleep. I miss you nagging me not to smoke so much. I miss you throwing tantrums just because i replied your sms late. I miss you asking me silly stuffs, and i'll have to explain every single thing in detail to you patiently until you understand. I miss you laughing when i mimicked voices. I miss you telling me you miss me. I miss the times when you say "I love you" to me, then shyly deny you said it. I miss talking to you from morning til evening. I miss chatting to you on MSN, with only my webcam on. I miss telling you to stop saying sorry to me so often, and you'd continue unaware. I miss talking to you about how we met long, long time ago and lost contact; and the fact that in some funny twist in life, we're back together again. I miss when you talk to me about your plans of having a cafe of your own. I miss the times where you'd just leave your laptop on and went off to cook lunch or dinner, and your mum would come talk to me on MSN, and tell me stuffs about you. And as you come back, you'd merajuk again. That was cute. I miss your giggles. I miss the times you'd ask me what you should wear before your cell meeting. I miss when you'd call just to complain what just happened. I miss you calling me early in the morning to wake me up. I miss you calling again and again just to make sure i'm really awake. I miss you giving me kisses. I miss you wanting nose rubs. I miss when you'd call early in the morning, asking for hugs and kisses when i'm in a train packed with people. I miss talking to you. I miss you saying my name over and over again.
I miss everything about you. Please get well and come back soon.
Oh mai. I just realized i've not been writing much here. Yes, perhaps articles (in which two has been published in a magazine - i shall not say), but here in this blog. It's been a while.
Working life seems like another internship to me, although i'm getting paid with a constant monthly paycheque and i get to make claims (medical is covered, imagine how many MCs i can take? LOL). I get to do writing, researching and the annoying collateral collection for the sales team. Copywriter cum Marketing Exec. Sounds cool, but it ain't cool. Oh well.
Life's been a roller coaster for me lately. Karen's not well and i can't help worrying about her day in day out. Clubbing, partying and sorts are becoming rare. I don't know why, i just somehow lost my mood for those, especially when clubs are mostly filled with horny uncles and aunties, and along with the young kids who think they're all cool, hip and all that. "WHERE YOU PLAY??" Doesn't this sound abit highschool-ish to you? My gawd. I didn't think i'd be hearing that phrase since Form 2!! Kudos to you kids!! Go all out, drink all you want ya hear?? Your parents won't mind much that you're being brats and using their money on all this stuffs, just to show off!! You go!! Hou yea to you.
I'll try and update more. Should make this a priority, just in case i lose my writing touch.
After so long of freelancing and bumming, and enjoying life, i'm now finally society's "slave". Being roped into this company to do mainly marketing stuffs: writing, handling designs and event planning. Well, at least i get to tell people i'm working, rather than they asking what am i doing and telling me i should be looking for a job and start working... blah blah blah. Yes, yes, i'm here alrd. Stop blabbering.
Honestly, i'm kinda enjoying the first week of work. Having really nice colleagues (and a very pretty one too, who sadly is leaving at the end of this week) and, well of course, a boss who's NOT made of demonic elements who'd shout and yell for no reason. Well, i'm leaving my experiences at Hell Bee behind along with my past, and am gonna start fresh here.
Okay, i'm lying. I'm working now just to shut the critics up. I might as well enjoy life, and spend as i earn through my freelances. I could even just sit down at a cafe and plan my future-wanna-dos. But, due to social pressure, i'm here. And the best thing is, this company bans FACEBOOk!! Arghhh... the horror of not logging into my profile for at least 12 hours!! I can't update my profile, i can't stalk photos and i can't comment, and i can't... ARGHHHH! I just can't log into Facebook!! And no, going online through your phone doesn't count.
Hmm... i just can't wait for the end of the month when the paycheque comes in and i hop happily to the bank. Wheee...
Singyer's going off to Saudi for work, flying off in another 4 hours time. Just got back from yamcha with that fella and Jiun. It was quite a fruitful one though; had a talk of life with one of the best-est friends... on LIFE.
Not that i don't realize it. But my life has been very, very stagnant. Apart from the freelance jobs from time to time, i don't seem to be moving forward; instead i'm just... stagnant. I hate that feeling. Especially watching my friends of my own batch moving on, one by one; building careers, getting engaged and married, having kids and some are even dead. Whereas i am here griping of the whatnot in my life. Loser.
A friend once told me, "thinking of doing, and making a point to do it, is two different issues," I'm actually doing the former. Why? I do not know. I have lots of plans and ideas swimming in this thick skull of mine, however none of it rolling out as planned. Prudential? Haha! Apparently i'm not mentally prepared. What does that mean? That means I'M NOT MENTALLY PREPARED!! Sigh. Here i am griping about it again. I wonder when will i stop. Not stop growing up, but to stop being over-grown in mind.
Perhaps all i have to do is stop being picky on what i should do and JUST DO IT? Maybe i should just fly off to some foreign country and trade my luck there?
After months of being lazy, i don't know why, but my mood to blog sprung up all of a sudden. Nothing much has happened though, albeit the small teeny issues which comes pouring time to time.
I'm still swaying here and there with my event jobs and talent scouting/providing, which basically IS my source of income at the moment. Enough for me to cover clubbing, yamcha, petrol and some of my other nonsenses and whatnot. I still do need to find a proper job, to, you know, fit into the whole social perception that after you graduate you have to start working like a dog. I'd love that, but it's just that i still wanna indulge in this life of having fun, travel around and to see the world; not in the perspective of being cooped up at your desk doing shitty work, servicing stupid clients and getting truckloads of sai from your superiors. This is why i'm opting for a stress-free writing job. Hmm... that's a thought, though. Perhaps i should give Muna a call and see if she wants anymore writers. I don't mind working at Looque too. Models, talents, wawawa!! Argh... i'm so sick of people asking me, "So Leon, what've you been up to? Working already?" Yeah, ask me that one more time i'll get some bangla to work your ass.
I realized i've been reading too much. No, not love novels in particular, but everything. In fact, i've been rereading Marley & Me for the 4th time. And yes, i cried all 4 times. Fuck you. Go away. Not only that, this book on Nelson Mendela is an eye-opener too. Maybe i don't have anything else to read anymore. I think imma go haunt around Borders or MPH. Perhaps there'd be chicks there!! :P
You know the feeling, when you see that certain someone, you'd get butterflies and lollipops in your stomach (ignore the lollipops)? You'd start to stutter and nothing seems to sound intelligent. You'd fumble your glass of coke and spill it all over your lap, having her pet dog running to you trying to get a lap off you; or everytime she looks at you, your palm starts to sweat and you'd leave sweat marks on her leather sofa.
OR. You just act cool and thinking "it's all good".
No it's not all good. Perhaps she's thinking "What the fuck is this creep all about? Please don't talk to me or i'm gonna whack him with my mum's favourite frying pan!"
Wake up, sohai! Maybe she's just not interested.
Gosh, what the fuck am i blabbering about here? It's 4.30am! And i've to wake up at 6.30am to send mum out to University Malaya for her CLP exam. I know she'd pass. Mum's been studying day and night... and her notes are even thicker than my CRM textbook! Not only that, her textbooks are thicker than the usual bricks you'd see lying around on the road! Good luck to those who studied weeks before the paper! :)
It's been a while i've been a wussy and pour out my heart and feelings here. I've been busy with stuffs and wasn't motivated enuf to update.
Now i have a solid reason to do so.
An issue's been bugging me for quite a while. A friend talked about trusting our very first instincts, especially when u have experiences in certain circumstances. It would take you far and beyond your dreams of succeeding in life. A correct choice would bring happiness and inner-wealth; but a wrong step would just bring you down as low as a worm, albeit the experiences gained.
I did not follow that gut feeling of mine. And now i'm banging balls because of that particular stupid reason. Experiences; i have - good and bad ones to be equal. And right now i'm mounting onto a battle which i know i've already lost.
I've been labeled arrogant. I did not specify my motives. I portrayed wrong signals and this is where it has gotten me to. I feel butterflies in my stomach right now; not out of nervousness or feeling excited. But instead, the butterflies are eating up my stomach linings. I feel pain. It feels like needles poking through... jabbing and thrusting into the nerves of my body system, making me numb from the whole experience; not knowing what to do and how to react.
Maybe some things are meant to be. Some just plainly won't fall into the puzzle you've been trying to solve and to make the perfect picture.
Well, mine just crumbled into another pile of unsolved mystery.
Back to square one.
What i realize now is that, too much knowledge and not knowing how to apply it properly would also prove hazardous to oneself.
I know... it's been hell long i've updated my blog. But i've been kinda busy, actually. With what, i shall leave that in suspense. :)
I've been a huge huge fan of Lady GaGa when her song, Just Dance just hit the airwaves and clubs especially. I'd go crazy when the song is played. Now, she has a new single... Poker Face. I immediately fell in love. She even came out with the acoustic version, only on piano. Arghhh!! I'm so in love!!
Here's the video i found.
And i finally found out how to play this awesome song... that is, after hours of listening again and again to the acoustic version of the song and some help from Ultimate Guitar website for chords. :P
Can't read my... can't read my... No, "you" can't read my... Poker Faceeee! :P
Since Alvin and Michelle asked me to update... here goes.
UPDATE!!
Happy now? LoL.
Well, anyway... life's been up and down for me lately. There were days i had fun, and days i was so low, i could count how many ants were there on the floor crawling past me. Oh well, life's been very much different after i left Leo Burnett. I enjoy life, i get to sleep in late (except for the days where Dad would bang on my door yelling at me to wake up), i club, i yamcha, i go out on dates, etc. But the lower points of life is when i'm utterly broke. Well, being broke ain't too bad of a thing; i get to stay at home and spend more time with mum.
I'm still applying here and there for a permanent job at event companies, whereas i'd be handling side-jobs like my talent management and for Spade Magazine too (that is if either one is moving on, and both are moving at paces of snails... EVEN SNAILS ARE FASTER!!). For my talent management part, i've a few clients screwing me up and down (not literally) with their incompetency of understanding what is actually required. This one guy pissed me off the most. First he wants promoters, then he doesn't want. Then suddenly last min he needs 3 from me, and then suddenly no news. One offered high commission, but in the end went off without promoters or models. The others... i'm just too lazy to elaborate.
Oh well, whoever says working life is easy anyway. Someone's being a pain in the ass as well. Sigh, so near, yet still so far. I just can't stop thinking of her, which i know i've to. A friend keeps telling me this without fail, "Stop putting ur eggs into ONE basket," which he's so right. But then again, my basket's kinda filled with a few, although there's this one particular special one which i can't help tending to. Oh well oh well oh well... too much chilly paddy would be bad for health anyway, ain't i right?
Sleeping late ain't something to be proud off too. I've to start sleeping early and start doing something. But, without sufficient cash and proper transport, i can't seem to start on anything but to continue with the planning process. Sigh.
I still wanna watch Marley & Me!!! RAWRR!!!! I just loved the book, read it three times and cried THREE fucking times. If you had a dog, u'd be crying like a bitch too. Trust me on this. Unless u're some insensitive pug who eats lizards for fun.
It's alrd the beginning of March, and i've been out of internship period for a whole month of Feb! Most of my friends are already at work, continuing their internships and so on (okay, some are still bumming as well), and i'm here doing nothing at the moment... well, besides futsal, going out yamcha or L4D (yeah, will talk about this more later on), sleep, eat, online, etc. My life's being a bore... without income, dat is.
I can't exactly be doing this. I need to start working soon, or go travel or something (mum's offer to sponsor me on my plan for a backpacking trip sounds awesome, though!) before it's too late. And just by having one car at home sucks like hell, as pointed out to me clearly last night. IT SUCKS!!!! Everyone has to share that blaaardy car, and those two princesses needs chauffeuring every-fucking-where they go, so the car has to be on standby to pick them up! I WALKED ALL THE BLAAARDY WAY HOME WHEN I WAS IN PRIMARY SCHOOL!!!
So anyway...
Okay i've done my purpose of updating. Shall do so soon. Busy talking to someone now. LoL. :P
For the sake of Chinese New Year, i shall type this post in RED!! Muahahhaa...
Just kidding.
Well, it's finally Chinese New Year, the Year of the Ox! Apparently a bad year for a me, a Rat. But who cares. If i live my life properly, there ain't any problems, right?
WRONG.
Work's fine. It's my second last day as i'm typing this. Tomorrow (Friday, 30th Jan 2009) will be my last. Although i sort of can't wait to leave, i still carry a heavy heart to do so. Working here's fun, actually. Well, minus the stress and all. But the working environment here's awesome! Colleagues, well, some are fine, some are just... erm. Shall not speak evil here. All i can say is that some people could be born bitchy, can't blame them. :)
Went back to Alor Setar for Chinese New Year with my family. It was great. My aunt can really cook, and i tell you, if i'd stay there for 2 months, i'd definitely gain weight... no doubt about that. The seafood she cooks - crabs, prawns, fish, etc. Gawwdd... i'm missing her food alrd. And my cousins... let's jz say they're my favorite cousins among all (on my dad's side). Practically grew up together. Needless to say, gotten my ang paus too! LoL. Came back on the second day of CNY, and went straight to my uncles and aunt's houses for visiting (mum's side). Food was good, but incomparable to the one at Alor Setar though. :P
New year brings new beginnings. I do agree. Although there're certain aspects in my life which would have a drastic turn. Only close friends know about this, not even my family does. Maybe it's just that i don't tell them things, or maybe i'm just uncomfortable telling them these stuffs. Perhaps my sisters, but not to my parents, especially my dad, who wouldn't care much though. Haha!
Ahhhh... i'm actually blogging in the office just for the sake of updating. Since there's nothing much to do and i just completed my assigned task for now.
I just wanna do what i need to do, and complete the whole process of getting my so-called company started as soon as possible. With the incoming wave of economy, i don't think my dad, who's been the sole breadwinner of the family could take anymore stress and pressure from work. I seriously need to step up to the plate and try for a hit. Jene's medical school funds, Min's in Form 2, mum... well, she's the big spender of the family, with a cautious way of spending though. Haha! Dad's jz a miser la when it comes to spending on "unnecessary" stuffs, but he'd still spend when he needs to. As for me... i'm the black sheep of the family. Should cut down on my drinking and clubbing le.
My aunt asked, when am i gonna bring my gf back to Alor Setar to meet her. I was -______-lll at that moment when she brought up that issue. Both my cousins are dating, one at Penang and the other (laughs) at Kepong Baru. LoL. So, being the nephew, i'm supposed to bring back one too. I can't exactly transport the whole whale, right? People who know this "whale" joke should know wat i'm talking about. But, oh well... time will tell. I ain't fit to date anyway. With better guys out there, i think i'll just stick to my priorities, despite wanting it badly as well.
And there you have it. THREE amazing goals by the Red Devils, thrashing the boo boo boys Chelsea to a 3-0 win at Old Trafford. Was out with the guys watching the match at CoffeePlace@Rhasta, the atmosphere was just awesome; especially when everyone cheered during the three goals. We even cheered summore when the replay repeated how the goals were scored.
One of the best highlights was when Ronaldo scored a slicing header, but got rejected due to a stupid mistake by the linesman. Watch the video to understand it.
Brilliant play! But too bad, unappreciated and misunderstood kau kau!
Oh well... scoreline?
MAN UTD3 - 0 Chelsea
Work... hmm... It's fine actually. Trying hard to cope, despite not enjoying it much. But who says training would be fun? I'm not exactly doing something i'm good at either. My forte (as said before) has always been writing and events. But oh well, it's gonna be a good experience.
10 more days to CNY, baby!! Oh wait... 10 + 2 at the last week. Argh... 12 more days!! 12 MORE DAYS to end!!!
I so can't wait for Chinese New Year. Wooo.... the smell of ang pows, food, fireworks and more food in the air. I already can smell and taste em'!!
Time flies. It's been 7 years since i left highschool and last week's reunion was great (well, i planned it, of course it was great!).
"How's internship?" People would ask me. I'd just smile and tell them, "Oh, it's been fine."
Deep down, no one can understand what i'm going through right now. For the very first time, i'm starting to crumble down to pressure. No, not peer pressure, but to work pressure. The working environment's fun and exciting, but where i'm at is a problem. My colleagues are nice (well, some) but my bosses are just... erm... let's just put it this way. Losing may not be a choice to them. They're awesome workers, but the way i'm being worked, it ain't really tallying to my "liking". I'm so different when it comes to events management. I know i can do better, but here, i'm strained with my hands tied up.
After being involved in numerous event jobs, i'm now here having my hands-on training with accounts management. No, i don't handle numbers (oh well, sometimes). And i find it really, really tough, especially when heavy responsibilities are thrown given to me.
Every night i'd wish i'm back home having dinner, talking and laughing with my family, and every morning i'd wish Malaysia had a total blackout. Right after degree, i'm flung into the world of working, and i ain't even in the field i wanted in the first place. It's because i had that stupid inkling of trying out how is it like and right now, after a month's stint, here i am wishing i was somewhere sipping pina colada and enjoying the gentle sea breeze.
I am so tempted to give up and go do something else instead. I'd go back to what i do best - writing and handling events. I work best when i have to run around, and of course - less paper work. Argh, the thought of paper work, prints, checklists an etc is driving me nuts! And the worse feeling is to face my emotionless, hasty, "kancheong-spider" and i-want-it-on-the-dot bosses (despite the fact that with those "personalities" they succeed).
Call me weak, i don't care. Call me a pussy for giving up so easily, i don't fucking care. I'm a pure Sagi and i love freedom and i work best on what i love best. Not this.
This internship is overall wearing me thin. It's sucking out all the energy and enthusiasm i used to have during work and now i'm all left with an empty shell with a very weak soul; dangling on a thin line, awaiting for the best moment to set myself free.
Sigh. Where's my pillar of strength when i need it??
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'll join the monastery. I think i realized it When i changed tennis shoes Under the bus and I saw you Carve your initials into Bill Clinton. I'm sure you're Frostbitten enough to understand That Extreme Home Makeover sucks. I'm returning Your memories from the military service to you, but I'll keep Your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I Always have felt dirty before To ruin the second world war.
Go burn.
- Leon -
Here's how you do this meme.
Do the "Letter MEME". Tag no less than 5 other people, and leave them a comment, informing them that they have been tagged. Then copy the "How-to" Letter Meme, and finish your Journal entry.
Dear ________(the last person who left a comment on your blog/journal):
I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___. I think I realized it___2___ ___3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___ .
___12___,
-Your name-
Fill in the blanks with choices of answers as below:-
1. What's the color of your shirt? Blue - Our romance is over Red - Our affair is over White - I'll join the monastery Black - I dislike you Green - Our horoscope doesn't match Grey - You're a pervert Yellow - I'm selling myself Pink - Your nostrils are insulting Brown - The mafia wants you No shirt - You're a loser Other - I'm in love with your sister
2. Which is your birth month? January - That night February - Last year March - When your dwarf bit me April - When I tripped on sesame seeds May - First of May June - When you put cuffs on me July - When I threw up August - When I saw the shrunken head September - When we skinny dipped October - When I quoted Santa November - When your dog ran amok December - When I changed tennis shoes
3. Which food do you prefer? Tacos - In your apartment Pizza - In your camping car Pasta - Outside of Chicago Hamburgers - Under the bus Salad - As you ate enchilada Chicken - In your closet Kebab - With Paris Hilton Fish - In women's clothing Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation Lasagna - At the mental hospital Hot dog - Under a state of trance None of the above - With George Bush and his wife
4. What's the color of your socks? Yellow - Hit on Red - Insult Black - Ignore Blue - Knock out Purple - Pour syrup on White - Carve your initials into Grey - Pull the clothes off Brown - Put leeches on Orange - Castrate Pink - Pull the toupee off Barefoot - Sit on Other - Drive out
5. What's the color of your underwear? Black - My best friend White - My father Grey - Bill Clinton Brown - My fart balloon Purple - My mustard soufflé Red - Donald Duck Blue - My avocado plant Yellow - My penpal in Ghana Orange - My Kid Rock-collection Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper None - My John F. Kennedy-statue Other - The crazy monk
6. What do you prefer to watch on TV? Scrubs - Man O.C. - Emotional One Tree Hill - Open Heroes - Frostbitten Lost - High House - Scared Simpsons - Cowardly The news - Mongolic Idol - Masochistic Family Guy - Senile Top Model - Middle-class None of the above - Ashamed
7. Your mood right now? Happy - How awful I've felt Sad - How boring you are Bored - That Santa doesn't exist Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage Depressed - That we're cousins Excited - That there is no solution to this Nervous - The middle-east Worried - That your Honda sucks Apathetic - That I did a sex-change Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men Overjoyous - That I'm open Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks
8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom? White - Your ring Yellow - Your love letters Red - Your Darth Vader-poster Black - Your tame stone Blue - The couch cushions Green - The pictures from LA Orange - Your false teeth Brown - Your contact book Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs Purple - Your old lottery coupons Pink - How awful I've felt Other - Your memories from the military service
9. The first letter of your first name? A/B - Your photo C/D - The oil stocks E/F - Your neighbour Martin G/H - My virginity I/J - The results of your blood-sample K/L - Your left ear M/N - Your suicide note O/P - My common sense Q/R - Your mom S/T - Your collection of butterflies U/V - Your criminal record W/X - David's tricot outfits Y/Z - Your grades from college
10. The last letter in your last name? A/B - Hate your guts C/D - Never will forget E/F - Always wanted to break G/H - Never openly mocked I/J - Always have felt dirty before K/L - Will tell the authorities about M/N - Told in my confession today about O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about S/T - Get sick when I think of U/V - Always will try to forget W/X - Am better off without Y/Z - Never liked
11. What do you prefer to drink? Water- Our friendship Beer - Senility Soft drink - A new life as a clone Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo Milk - The apartment building Wine - Cocaine abuse Cider - A passionate interest for mice Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations Mineral water - Embarrassing rash Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism Whisky - To ruin the second world war Other - To hate the Boston Celtics
12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation? Thailand - Warm regards USA - Best regards England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail Spain - Go and drown yourself China - Disgusting regards Germany - With ease Japan - Go burn Greece - Your everlasting enemy Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard Egypt - Fuck off now France - In pain
Okayyy... i've did mine. Van is just too free in the office. Ish... that's what you get when you stop by her table! Arghhh...
Oh well... another year has passed. I'm another year older. Sigh. But on the bright side, i'm getting nearer to my life's plans. Shall be near my grasp pretty soon if i work harder. LoL.
The downside about this is that i'm actually gonna spend my birthday in the office; i really wanna go spend time with my family, then go shop for clothes and some stuffs and also do the things i wanna. But oh well, life's like that. It's just another day which would whisk off without anyone noticing either.
Last night was quite nice. Prada and the (well, half of them) gang got me a small brownie with a candle on it. Then we messed around with my newly bought The Oracle Book. Had fun, though. Thanks guys! Later on, the sms-es and phone calls came flooding in. Thanks everyone!
Well, one more year has passed. So much has happened. I can't believe i'm turning 24 tmrw. And here i am, stuck in the office on my birthday.
How i wish i can at least enjoy my day tmrw. Perhaps go out for a drink, or sleep in late. Oh well... work's work. Birthdays are just another day as usual; i did not really celebrate my birthday properly for the past two years anyway. Maybe i'd just go treat myself to a quiet beer after work. That sounds like a plan. LoL.
9 more hours to turn 24.
Getting older ain't fun. The older we get, the more priorities and responsibilities pile up on you.
Blaaaardy hell... kena conned by this stupid message on Facebook saying there'd be free tickets given out for the Hed Kandi event at Euphoria. Jacky Foong's the name. That blaaardy ass. The instructions given to us are already clearly stated in this Facebook message, in which i've already followed since last Saturday although the "offer" starts on Monday. First you're required to change your FB status to "is getting kandi at HED KANDI live @ EUPHORIA by Ministry of Sound - November 29 2008", and then message that fuker our names and contact number. Gahhh... curse all these scams. I bet that fuker contacted chicks whom he fancies and in the process suck up to them. This shall be the last time i'm gonna fall for something like this. One day, i promised myself, ONE EFFING DAY, i shall not need all this crap to get into events. I shall let people personally call me to go to their effing events. Luckily birthday gal, Sarah told me the event wasn't as good as the hype.
Oh well... After unofficially finishing my degree, and after three whole weeks of partying (well, of course getting sick for the half a week til now), i shall be starting new (again) as an intern at the prestigious (or is it?) Leo Burnett. I can't and shall not reveal details of what i shall be doing, however. All thanks to beloved Van who somehow paved the way for me. *sniff... cough* Darn, my flu's acting up again. Hmm... shall treat her to dinner soon.
Last night i just finished work with Nancy and Co. for a malay wedding dinner. We were up and about from 9am til 11pm; job scope ranging from getting the walkies working, walking about making sure everything's in place, packing the goody-bags and placing 10 bags at each tables (120 of them!!) and finally coordinating the whole event. I called up Sean to come work with me as well. Pei San was as adorable as ever, Nancy and Evelyn as usual, and that dog barking as loudly as ever. Those who've worked for Nancy would know. But all's good - the pay and experience. I was even caught at the middle of the line of fire between a particular band (which wanted to play three songs instead of the two Nancy ordered) and the boss, Nancy, herself. Now i know how those people feel when they have to negotiate and talk things out with unscrupulous performers. These people are just plain irrational and annoying. My eardrums were already demanding for a vacation after being shouted at by Nancy. But overall, the work experience was as fun as ever. It's effing cool to work with people like Nancy and Evelyn.
I'm still sick. Flu and fever's subsiding, however my cough's getting worse. I couldn't imagine myself coughing my head off while working tmrw. And speaking about it, i'm actually quite excited to work for such a big company. I've been so used to working in event companies, and now i'd be sitting at a desk doing much paper work and making phone calls. A totally different scenario. I hope i'd be asked to go outdoors than to be stuck in an air-conned room. Hmmmm... I hope i could continue working for LB. Wouldn't even dream to go elsewhere. Imagine the experience, contacts and knowledge i'd be having with this company. Wooo hooo!!
One more year has passed. So much has happened. I'm now almost reaching a new point where my life's heading to a whole new chapter. I hope things work out well.
Need sleep now. I've been feeling weak all week long anyway. I need my rest.
So long to late nights. So long to out clubbing on Wednesdays and Thursdays. So long to late night yamcha and supper sessions. So long to teenager life (which has already long long gone, like three years ago??).
The National Fartwa Council claiming that yoga is 'haram', and Muslims are banned from practising it. LoL. Couldn't these people get any funnier? The chairman of the council, Datuk Dr. (yeah, and you think people with enough education would know how to differentiate between what's right and what's not?) Abdul Shukor Husin said that yoga would ultimately lead to worshipping and chanting, which is against Islam, and even quoted saying that Malaysia is not the only country doing this shit, but also Singapore and Egypt. Such a lame cover line, don't you think?
So, who said if you have a PhD means you're effing smart? Look at Shukor, smart ain't he? He's having Permanent head Damage right now!
So, if something as harmless as yoga could deviate Muslims, just because it has elements of Hinduism; so basically these brainless, make-no-sense, bunch of people should be banning everything. For example, taiqi and qigong has elements of Buddhism and Taoism; so Muslims aren't supposed to watch any Chinese movies which has those in it? Imagine banning shows by Jet Li, Jackie Chan and even our very own Datuk Michelle Yeoh, because their movies incoporate kung-fu moves! Muslims better not watch or they would turn too Chinese. Maybe the Fartwas would take a look into this?
-____-lll
Another example. Malaysia should ban everything, ranging from technology, food to even cultures. Fartwa should make noise about having foreign cars in our country! Japanese cars just because they invaded our country once; BMW, it's a German car anyhow. We wouldn't wanna be associated to the Nazis, would we? And even everything those stupid fuckers are using. Think of telecommunications. You actually think they're relying on Telekom? And where does Telekom's technology comes from? If not Japanese, would be Western. Wouldn't want them to be too Westernized, yo!
Omg. These people have to wake up and embrace reality! Everything we do doesn't mean it's gonna messed up your effing faith. These people seriously have nothing else better to do but to bring up miserable issues such as YOGA BEING A BAD INFLUENCE TO MUSLIMS. So should we go burn down Shukor's house cz his name is Muslim? Well, Osama bin Laden's Muslim, ain't he? No offense to Muslims, but people like Shukor just have to be more realistic if he wants to argue on something so puny. He's giving Muslims a really bad name here. There are so, so many more important issues in Malaysia, yet we don't see them going into it and solving the problem? Corruption? Oh well, he's the chairman, remember? He'd be getting the biggest slice of the "cake" wert. This is such a common fact.
Muslims now are not stupid at all. It's a religion where followers should be strong in their own faiths and not up to really stupid parties to decide what's best for them and Islam. Having an issue like this is like going after a fly with a bazooka. Maybe they could borrow one from "Bada"? Or perhaps a few?
Shukor actually studied the matter, including the history and purpose of yoga, and the council actually decided it's inappropriate for Muslims as it could (note the word, could?) affect one's faith. FUCKING BULL COCK CRAP. Yes, yoga used to be a form of worship, but think about it. Who does it now? It's now known as a form of exercise, for crying out loud!! Unless people from the council are suggesting we should take up "rempit-ing" as their version of exercise? Or perhaps taking up four wives, so that the men could "exercise" more, especially at night.
I've lost count on how many stupid issues are Malaysian councils coming up with. First, they kill dogs for no reason, then they supported "rempitism", and now banning yoga over something this stupid. Let's just say if other "religions" are as dumb as these people, we could be having World War 3, due to the global issues now (think TERRORISM).
Kudos to the Fartwas! Even the council's name sounds unhealthy.
Perhaps they're gonna start suggesting on demolishing temples and churches again (since it's deviant to whatever they're practising now), huh?
Let's list out what else these Fartwas or some other council shits would try coming up with:
1. Banning anime? Since it's Japanese and could lead to pornography, huh? 2. Banning having too much promotion on our airlines (MAS & AirAsia)? Perhaps someone would wanna try crashing a plane into KLCC? 3. Banning Cyber Cafes? Since teenagers are hanging out too often playing stupid games like Dota, and maybe it would be harmful as some would skip going for prayers just to go get MONSTER KILLS! 4. Sending more "astronauts" to eat roti canai, roti jala and roti telur in space? 5. Legalizing "rempitism" and make it a Malaysian attraction? 6. Banning the tv show "Top Gear", because one of its host, Jeremy Clarkson smashed up a Perodua Kelisa? That is so un-Malaysia Boleh, can? LoL. -____-lll 7. Proposing more Bollywood stars for Datukship? That would be so cool! Then we would have our own Malaysian-version of dancing from tree to tree scenes! 8. Promoting more shuffling!! Omg... shuffling is soo sooooo soooooooooo cool!!!! Try heading to Bukit Bintang and check it out (in front of Maybank, that compound).
Aiii.... Let's wait and see what else pops up! Not from Fatwa, of course. They've already created one issue. Other would follow suit soon. Now Comedy Court would definitely have more materials! Thanks to FARTWA!!
I bet Shukor practices silat! That would be awesome!!
WAKE UP, MALAYSIA!!! You've too many pieces of shit residing. Let's stop the cloning process, shall we?? Hahahahahhaa... (inside joke).
I seriously pity my Malay friends. So fucking mah fan for them to have so many rules to follow and to abide to, just even based on their faiths. Can't they just be left alone to their own beliefs?
AND the Best DOG Award goes to... *drum roll*.... Razak Baginda for attempting such a lame cover up!!
Isn't it too late to say everything is a lie? Bla bla blaa... Opinions have been formed and truths are uncovered. Whether you think you're innocent or guilty, the whole nation knows who you are now and would definitely be aware if he's carrying any C4. LoL.
Anyway, i'm not gonna talk about that dog... he's just another piece of shit. I'm talking about another dog; one worth mentioning and remembered. One who's worth an award.
Few weeks ago i went to One Utama MPH to buy some book, and one particular title caught my attention (yeah, it was also the photo of a dog in front), "Marley and Me" and i took it off the shelf without hesitating. After finishing the book, it was worth the buy, i'd say. Even cost me 10 minutes of tear-shedding. Sigh... Seriously! I was actually crying for a good, whole 10 minutes when i reached the ending part of the book. And that was before heading to Ridzuan for the drinking session with the StonedMunkeys (well, part of them).
"Marley and Me" is about a Labrador Retriever being in the lives of the author's and his family. And how his silly antics somehow became the center of attraction within the family and neighborhood. As Marley grew up, he became a huge dog and chaos followed everywhere he went. John, the author of the book, talks about the experiences he had as Marley was still with the family, as how his wife went through a miscarriage and few pregnancy, how their children grew up along as Marley and the story goes on. I wouldn't wanna spoil the fun of finding out what Marley and Me is all about.
Now, i just found out they made a movie out of the book! I was so excited about it! Too bad no one among my circle of friends would share this joy with me, maybe Jolene, as she's read the book.
Sigh.
As i was going on with this post, i found two trailers of the movie. LoL.
Teaser trailer:
Second Trailer:
I can't wait to watch this movie.
Any takers?
Oh btw, this shows ain't for those stone-hearted people and those who don't like dogs and animals. You people ain't gonna understand shits even if you watch this show (or even read the book).
"A dog doesn't care if you're rich or poor. Give him your heart and he'll give you his."
I'm just an ordinary fella rambling about anything and everything interesting happening around me. I have my own personal thoughts, opinions and ideas. Some may be controversial, some may just be updates on my daily tracks in life. No one can judge me; only i can judge myself! So bug off if you're one of those sensitive sissies... Savvy? ;)
