Journey To The West

Beijing rendezvous

2009-11-15T05:55:00.000-08:00

Was thinking on how to pen my first word on this, “Beijing here we come!” or “It was a hell of a trip!”, or so I think. Didn’t really like d first one but thought d latter wouldn’t weigh any better so I’ve come up to just make an ordinary entrance to this one. No, not gonna set off firecrackers or something, just a report on how things fared.

Pre Day 1: Mas Airline

Got up to an early plane, it was 12.30am Tuesday and didn’t manage to sleep well in there, you wouldn’t expect me to have enough sleep before d flight would you? Was dressed up in partial casual-formal, hoping to have a comfy ride and at the same time doesn’t look bad when someone pick us up. In an upbeat mood we lifted off to Nosejing. Thought you can actually get some sleep after all the boarding proedures? Wrong. Soon after taxing, the lights were up. “Would you like some late supper sir?” she said. “Yes, would you please gimme a loaf of bolster and 2 piece of pillow pls? I need some sleep and oh, you’d do me great favour if u switch off d lights and do us good.” I thought. “Yes, please.” And I replied.

After grabbing that polystyrene-packed bread w/ vegetable + fruit and placed them at the seat beside me, I shifted into sleep mode. But wait, your flight wouldn’t be complete without MAS’ signature Orange Juice. WT!@# wouldn’t you guys just leave us alone, or bring all things at one go? afterall it’s midnight, don’t you guys feel drowsy, or u’re just plain nocturnal??! Reminds me to a movie which I’m dying to see, a sequel to Twilight. Okay, back to orange juice. After d drink, I quickly settle myself for a dozing position. Mind you, the airplane engineers’ job is to care for passengers’ safety and, of course, to make things fly. These ppl don’t give a hoot about your backbone, or to the least the comfort of its poor boarding passengers. And so u’re up on a highly sophisticated man-made wonder but at the same time dealing with really shitty seats. Man I’d pay the engineers to actually seat on their own creation and fly from East to West and not hear them whine!

It was almost 2.30am when Part 1 saga ends, ensuring a relatively quiet rest time till about 5am but I reckon none of us will have d luxury of resting well under the above-mentioned circumstances. For once I even thought the turbine next to me(attached to the plane’s wing) was powered by those pasar malam generator. Had to use a headset and turn on to preset channels to ‘immunate’ myself to those horrendous pollution. Not sure about others but it works on me~

5am, early breakfast time, wasn’t allowed to incline my seat so I’ll have to seat up straight, and that didn’t help in my much needed appetite to gobble up chicken gravy rice w/ condiments w/ orange juice w/ tea/coffee. For the record I wasn’t even in the mood to open my mouth, I’M SO D@MN SLEEPY!!! Okay la, since I have to sit up right, might as well clean up the plate for them. Not too bad a meal I must comment, noting that there’s nothing much you could ask for being at 39000ft above your nearest Ramli shack.

The plane arrived on schedule and we went down only to find there’s little difference between Nosejing and Genting,

Nosejing- you pay loads of $$$ n travel 6 hours to feel the coolness of its breeze

Genting- A 1-hour drive but still costs you loads of $$$ should you really use its ‘money washing facilities’ there, but the cool weather is compliment from Genting.

Day 1 - Arrival

We managed to check-in to a hotel which is located next to China’s national stadium, aka The Nest and next to it the national water sports centre, aka The Bubble. Just a stone throw away is the 7star PunGu Hotel. From afar, it resembles the shape of a whole dragon- from head down to its tail. Really majestic I must say. And we spent the evening at a steamboat restaurant nearby with the hosts. The food has nothing to be bragged about, but we had been a little bit spoilt for white wine. -56% alcohol- it reads, n my mind reads, "Holy sh!t, you gonna be kidding me! I ain't gonna push that down my throat, i might actually catch fire!!!" Lol in the end we ended up emptying 4 bottles of it... no, i have nothing to do with that.

The Nest

Bubble - *where laundry was done*

7-star PanGu Hotel

(See its resemblance of a mystical creature?)

The Nest At Rest

PanGu in Bubble bath!

(Bubble in blue light, underneath)

Day 2 - Banquet

Early morning we were urshered to the Ballroom cum Conference Room. The scene was more like UN than meeting, with people coming from greece, US, africa, korea, pakistan, india, indo, france etc. Well, glad to make friends from around the world. And then at nite, the banquet! Again, the tiny lil' glass for white wine was sitted right next to red wine glass. Felt like there's a butterfly in my stomach, n this time a little idea pops up. "Excuse me gu niang, can i have a glass of pai kai sui ma?" (In China, it's dead-wrong to call a lady xiao jie, since xiao jie is mostly associated with an occupation rather than addressing someone). You're either asking for trouble by calling that or you're not asking for water at the first place. And so we had a great nite there...

Next post: Hotel: the insider story and Day 3...

A Night At Cloud 9

2009-10-13T03:31:00.001-07:00

Was sleeping in a sleeping bag, lying on d balcony which has no roof on top, the sky was filled with cloud amid its sheer darkness lie a shyess moon(it wasn't thought to be there until when it finally turned up later).

It wasn't until 3am when d chill wind crops under my skin that the moon began to parade its elegance behind a curtain of cloud, joined by 3 awkward, but somewhat majesticly bright stars, guess there were more stars but i wasn't able to see them too clearly without my glasses lol.

What a night under the dark blue sky, accompanied by the melody of riverflow (that's right, there's a river just right across where we stayed) and the pleasant forest scent :D

It was the most memorable night by far, and perhaps even for years to come. Bukit Tinggi.

Glitches: Faulty Air-cond compressor contributed to sound pollution and a slight increase in overall temperature of the night

Back...

2009-10-11T08:00:00.000-07:00

I'm back... once again... although not in full swing i reckon; guess i owe an explanation behind a sudden disappearance... It was not until last week's Pentecostal Rally that i was finally freed, not of a scale of entirety, but i felt loosening in progress... Was hogged by uncertainties that question the fundamental reason of my existence and the set of belief i so willingly die defending.

The first was our superintendant of AOG who showed me FAITH; through his early serving life; he's lost a cancer-embattled founding member of his current church right before his first Miracle Healing encounter in the Philipines and yet His power was unveiled in the presence of many through this wounded servant of His. Can see the contradiction? God has wanted us to exercise our faith before releasing His divinity...

The second was Pastor Timothy Yeung's eye opening message that strike a thunder across my dusty 'room'; we're not supposed to drag ourselves thru valley of death, but to embrace ourselves and be armed throughout the journey under the valley, as said in The Book. Don't ask, didn't bother to jot down which passage was it taken down from.

A Tribute To Late Raymond

2009-01-01T07:14:00.000-08:00

This song was long held back in me, dated when late brother Raymond was still with us. And this song is now dedicated to Jacklyn and her beautiful children.

Dance With My Father
By the late Luther Vandross

Back when I was a child,
before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance,
another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again

When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance,
one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again

Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me

I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep
and this is all I ever dream

Preparing this year's youth Christmas was hard for me. On one hand everything seems to be working fine. Practice schedule didn't go haywire during Raymond's passing, due to his children's insistance to carry on with the skit, or otherwise presumably being persuaded into insistance, whichever applicable. But underneath i can't help but to admire their perseverance, after the loss of prolly the most important person to them, that they keep digging the wounds freshly inflicted on them. I wouldn't have allowed that to happen.

It's just so fast, as i still remembered one fine morning when i gathered a few people to visit brother Raymond, that afternoon the devastating news of his passing. Have you ever been 30seconds late for your schoolbus and watch helplessly as it passes by? I have. Only this time a thousand times the heart break. My rest of the day went like the weather of that day; gloomy.

Perfect picture that paints my heart out.
And it's raining now, again.

How ironic.

Playing with fire...

2008-12-11T06:24:00.000-08:00

Today seems to be the most free for me, simply because it's selangor's public holiday. This leads me to believe a saying, "never place all eggs in 1 basket". I soon realize that without selangor's powerhouse, i have practically nothing left to do! And so there i was, thronging around KL...

And so i had a sppoky lunch with an old friend, and no, she doesn't smoke(u'll definitely know why i said so once you know her name, possible turn up in our A4J Christmas), thruout the conversation, i learnt that i once had a very good shot at becoming her bf... well in a way at least i'm glad it didn't work out, coz now she's already berpunya, and she's now working at Nirvana, yeah right, read that again. Imagine the 'product' they're handling... altho it's nothing like in a slaughter house la (it's not even fair to compare her with pork-selling ahsam. in the first place). Did i mention we had a spooky lunch? we~ had~ it~ at~ the~ cafe~~~~~~ wuu~~~~~

All was perfectly preserved even after a long time, the frankness, the closeness, the openess... Well embalmed with numerous calls and carings, coupled with special ingredients; raw jokes and info exchange(man i really dont like to use the word gossips). 1 hour was too short, to say the least, with each feeling much left to be desired. Time flies.

The Outing That Was Pre-planned

2008-10-21T08:57:00.001-07:00

Right after morning service quickly i rushed to my car, trying to dash off asap. Shoot, car kena block by others. What to do, so i went back inside lepak abit. 5minutes later i came out only to be confronted by a church friend. Common la, why is it so hard to be punctual??! After some few minutes chat he noticed the urgency on my face and so he 'released' me... lol... free at last...

After fetching, i've to call off the planned brunch, after knowing the other party had had something beforehand. Then straight we head to Pavillion as i've already booked 12.10pm show. E11 & 12, hmm... perfect seats to start with. Earlier took a small walk around the mall as we arrived early. Eagle Eye.... the show was quite ok, provided you're an actionpack maniac! My only complaint is the logic behind casting a heroin obviously far older than the hero, summore wanna tell us she's in her 20s in the movie. C'mon la, wrinkles can't lie to us wan la... lame... Luckily those combo set prevented my stomach from growling throughout the movie...

The hand looked like mine eh?

After the movie, we went for a walk before headed for lunch @ Roadhouse Grill. Should have ordered 1 set of fish & chips instead; for we've got lots of leftovers. Poor those fish for dying an unworthy death.

Overall this is prolly one of the most enjoyable day in my life, except for some hiccups; that i did create a scene when i lost my parking ticket (but found back in gsc, many thanks to them!). Well, guessed this might even be a blessing in disguise as we'll at least remember today, the day where gsc (n roadhouse grill) made my day~!

Country backbone...

2008-10-20T09:52:00.000-07:00

Fictional, but very worth laughing off:-

PLUS : Pay Lebih Untuk Sami

KTM : Keretapi Taktau Masa

JKR : Jangan Kerja Rajin

PLKN : Perempuan Letup Kerana Najib

DBKL : Datuk Badawi Kahwin Lagi

RTM : Rehat Tunggu Mati

BN : Barang Naik

TNB : Tunggu, Nanti Buat

Dedicated to my Beloved,

2008-10-19T08:19:00.000-07:00

To my dear Lord that I pray;

make me an instrument of Your peace;

where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master,

grant that I may not so much seek

to be consoled as to console;

to be understood, as to understand;

to be loved, as to love;

for it is in giving that we receive,

it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,

and it is in dying that we are born to

Eternal Life.

Amen.

A Pre-planned Outing

2008-10-18T01:08:00.000-07:00

After Sunday service i'll take brunch but still havent figure out the venue, most likely around Kuchai Lama or just next to GT Gasing. Will then head for a movie at either MV or Pavillion. I've never been to The Garden's Premiere.

If the choice is Pavillion, after movie will drive to Jln Ampang's Roadhouse Grill where peanuts sit in barrels and shells fly freely in the house, nevermind the cracking sound u make when u walk on those shells. I wonder if they are still keeping it that way. I certainly hope so. Surely it'll be a pleasant surprise for those who haven't been there before.

After the rather late lunch, will do some drop-offs if necessary and head back home. It'll not be a late outing i reckon, as by the time i reach home it should be around 6 something.

Just in time for family dinner together... and to catch the bus. Will update u guys should this outing materialize.

Melamine in ammonium bicarbonate

2008-10-17T09:14:00.000-07:00

Let's say you are a rice trader. I suppose what you concern is the quality of your rice and you'd do many things to make it more marketable. But would you 'increase' its protein content? Would anyone ever be bothered about the protein content in their rice? Certainly you wouldn't add-in melamine to 'modify' its protein content unless there is a real demand for some high-protein rice product right? Besides, melamine doesn't come in cheap.

I was shocked to know that the government, without concrete proof, pointed that the melamine contained in biscuit products belongs to this ammonium bicarbonate. If you didn't already know, ammo bicarb is a raising agent, which means you use it to make your dough 'fluffy', and not as main ingredient. From what i know, ammo bicarb is like a commodity, the price is dirt cheap. Who would anyone add-in high-priced melamine into dirt-cheap ammo bicarb to purportedly 'enhance' it? Simple maths eh?

Besides, who in the world would ever demand protein-rich raising agent (or even biscuits)??! Honestly, would you even look at its protein content before you decide which biscuit to buy? I wouldn't. It simply didn't make sense to enhance something that ppl won't appreciate! You wouldn't care less as long as it does its job, which is to 'raise', let the main product(flour and others in biscuit making) concern about protein level! Even as one'd desperately crave for its biscuit product to be protein rich, one wouldn't even need to look at its raising agent. You can simply add-in some milk from china given some suspected biscuits are milk based. BIn contrast, milk products need melamine because ppl really look into its protein content as they buy.

On the other hand, i'm thinking this as a political puppet show. MCA's election is around the corner. Someone hold some important post and needed something to beautify his "report card" and hence, scapegoat(s)...

24th Sept 2008

2008-10-15T06:49:00.000-07:00

Okay, time for some mushy talk. No wait, don't think i'm prepared for it.

Anyway, at first it didn't mean to happen that way. Gosh my plan keeps changing on that particular day. Got a whole set of traveling from work, till 5.30 afternoon. Then thought of this,"Y not make it a Whole-Traveling-Day instead? That would mark my birthday memorable!" So home i head, just to change up and get "permit" for an adventurous conquest to The South...

As i walk into my room to quickly charge my phone, suddenly it turned to life and attacked me!!! The phone rang unstoppably and demanded me answer that call! Gosh! And so i obliged. And it all ended up me not alone in this trip.

First stop

First meal, Salty Roast Leg

Second stop...

Ahh~~~ The morning street of Malacca~~~

How i felt from this trip?

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Visited a friend or two, had some fun, drank some giant fruit drink and seen malacca morning street cool way to shed my 23rd year birthday :)

My mum's beloved elder brother came for a visit~

2008-10-15T06:09:00.000-07:00

A couple of weeks ago my bro's godfather came to visit us. Along with his wife and his son, there were also his daughter-in-law and his latest family member, Bou Kuan. I wont be surprised if one day he wants his English name to be Tyrant. Well, he's an extremely smart kid for starter, given his age of 4?(don't ask me, i forgot), he managed to speak with me in complete english, more well versed than some of my uni mates. He also speaks malay, hua yue and hokkien(he hails from Penang just so u know) too. We took them to the Hakka Village Rest. located in Sri Kembangan. They serve quite unique dish such as claypot crab rice, pot dish, etc...

Aunt, Tyrant, me showing some finger trick n Tyrant's onlooking mum

Kame~Hame~Ha!!!<---> Cheazzzzeeee~

After the meal we decided to head home, they weren't much of a shopper cause they just toured Singapore before stopping by. Guess they had enough walking already. As an after meal activity, Tyrant decided to massacre some of my grass....

For your info, there's already a thing that he surpassed me. He's got a girlfriend!!!! Lol, i mean it's not that he knows what it means but, his family are somehow thrilled to find that. Hahahaha.... man i bless this kid...

Culture brands a country

2008-10-13T05:27:00.000-07:00

What would i invest in the event of a market collapse? For one, i wouldn't. But i reckon there'll surely be a recovery period after that, where everyone starts rebuilding. The question is, to whom should i place my bet at that time? Well, going from the history, Japanese are famous for their unbeatable pace for recovering judging from their performance at post-WWII era. I believe this is where culture value plays an upmost important role. That is why people trust Japanese car more than even their own national car. Japs are famous for their determination in everything they do. Looking abck to our own backyard, we pride ourselves with rich culture, great food and beautiful beaches. Attribute to our culture. We loved to eat, our insatiable appetite for food has driven us ahead of other nations. We have too many reasons to call it a holiday. As a result, we experience more leisure at beaches than many other nations and hence we excel in terms of makaning and makan-angining.

Give u a clearer picture of what i'm tryng to tell:

Scene 1:

Japanese bloke: Sumimasen, u see this Toyota ar, very the powerful ar, proton no match ar!

Local bloke: Ahyayya, couldn't agree more!!!(paiseh) Ours ah, we call kereta 'potong', aiyor... very susah wan...
(this applies regardless to where this event took place)

Scene 2:

Japanese bloke: Sumimasen, this sushi ar, very tasty ar, malaysian food no match ar!

Local bloke(with cynical smile): Ei brother lobak, you've only tried our nasi lemang, so fast u judge, wait till u tried our klang BKT, Penang A.Laksa, Jamban Nasi lemak, Putu mayam, papadam nasi daun pisang,.............. i'm sure ur mother won't recognise ur fat @$$ when u return home ar!(proudly walked off...)
(this only applies to non-malaysian soil, should it happen in our motherland, he'd have been brutally assaulted by mat rempits, another malaysian brand, courtesy of too much messing around and not enough thinking culture from the MPs in the parliament)

I love this country. Honestly. If not for these morons we wouldn't have prevailed. Also, we wouldn't be able to hold so many festivals with so many reasons not to go to work/ school/ see someone u hate/ pay the bill/ eat at lousy coffeeshop below office(pick one u like).

I see an opportunity

2008-10-13T04:57:00.000-07:00

I believe in balance. Once you've gone overboard surely things will happen in a way for u to repay. As much as u've taken in the past you have to repay in future. I'm talking about the economy if u guys are wondering. The world has its way to check and balance everything, including the economy. Let's take environment for instance; u dig fossil fuel from the world, u'll have to repay the world with heat and waste. The amount will be exactly the same if u calculate on its entirety. For every 1kg fuel used, the released heat + waste from the fuel + the live it supported(eg: we are considered matter, and so do our possessions) will also be around 1kg. The other trace weigh are spent on other unseen things such as the matter in the air which the fuel burnt, don't worry, it'll come to the exact amount. So much for Newton's Third Law Of Motion. Apply it to the economy, reccession is the answer to prolonged windfall gains by certain quarters, to which i call it check n balance.

In the current economy slump i have told myself to watch very clearly. Now i have to see very clearly how do people reap harvest in this trying times. Undoubtly some will become a multi-millionaire thru this unfortunate event. An this 'check and balance' event has a periodic trait of about a decade. My guess is that by the next economy tsunami i should be ready to surf on it, provided i start preparing from now on. Also, i will have to save up while waiting for an opportunity as i reckon i'll have another 10 years grace period before the game starts.

I better put on a swimming trunk now.

Much has happened recently, more to come in awhile...

2008-10-11T09:29:00.000-07:00

Much has happened recently. Over the last weekend, the global market has shirk off some trillions of dollars. The big boys of Wall Street have overturned their respective ships, rendering many, if not most, of the Americans jobless. Now the 'ships' across the globe are infested with bugs of 'distrust' and are leaking everywhere. One wouldn't argue if i were to say this is the best time to test a company's muscle. Pray for the world, please.

Now looking back to the East, as you might already know a tsunami triggered in Indonesia sends its effect across the other side of the world. Japan already has its first casualty in 7 years. 7 years period is based on the last fallout of an insurance company which happened in 2001. Pray for Japan, please.

Many will say this will drive us back into The Great Depression. Many sees this as a tsunami taller than our notorious jambans built by our beloved hair-rich politician, and stronger than mike tyson and masked rider(baja hitam) being put together. God heal this land, please.

On a much smaller scale, I will be anticipating much changes to take place in me. Well, looking at the sorry sight of our local market I might even have to put it on-hold, although it all comes back to the response of the other party. Will work things out eventually, prolly in 2-3 months time and hopefully it'll be of both party's satisfaction. Pray for me, please.

She's left the building

2008-10-06T00:17:00.000-07:00

One thing i've learnt is that, when u happen to sleep with someone whom habitually snores, never assume he's in dreamland when he's sleeping quietly with u in the same room, u'll never know when he might actually tap into your conversation, amid confidential ones.

I paid a price to learn that. Not an expensive 1 tho :)

Well, holiday's over. And whilst most people had returned to their work place, students on the other hand, will have to rush back to their college/uni campus.

My only regret is that i'm unable to spend more time with ~~her~~ my friends who return from other states in this whole week. I did try to create more outings with ~~her~~ them but i admit i wasn't doing enough. Partly i was busy, and partly i was tired. I will make it back when i'm a lil' more free. Happy studying and drive safe my

~~friend~~ friends.

On a sidenote, i've received an sms from a friend last nite. it's at 2 something am! I saw that only on the next morning, it's a sunday if u know what i'm trying to bring out. Busy morning. It wasn't a short sms afterall, altogether 4 parts i reckon. While i'm flattered by the fact that i was chosen amongst all her friends she recalled when she was browsing thru her phone memories as she deletes it, i can't help but to worry of her wellbeing in a place she belongs to but not longed to be. Hope you're doing fine there... and there's always an ear to lend u when u need it.

Birthday I'll Never Forget(hopefully i wont need to force-delete it)

2008-10-03T08:33:00.000-07:00

That morning i went to pack n collect some crap at port klang. made a call to a friend but unfortunately she's not in, so no lunch with her. Next, went to somewhere around sepang to promote some crap to some crap. Crapped a lil' with them for awhile, guess it'd be wise to engage into some friendly talks before even selling anything to those crap. I've learnt that in order to be a successful man in the market place, one has to establish a concrete network and only after that, whatever u opt to sell will go like u have diarrhea; they go out (burstingly) fast!

Then i travelled further a lil' to checkout if i've left more craps waiting to be served. it's an all-travelling day for me i reckon as i've never drove to these places(klang, sepang n places i went later that day) alone.

Fast-forward to after work. As my early intention was to throw myself to somewhere outside kl, i headed down-south to melacca via seremban. It's not that i dont like to celebrate in a crowd, but i personally felt obliged to stop this trend, a trend where others will have to dig deep into their poocket just to buy me some cold-cream(most ppl call it cake) plus gifts. Pls dont get me wrong, i'm not against ppl who sincerely wish to give me presents, but the trend is ppl are asked to 'contribute' to some mandatory gift for some b'day dude to which the contributor would have no prior knowledge whatsoever on what kind of present he's contributing to. If a gift does not come from the heart, i'd rather not to have it. And if the contribution of the gift would further burden some not so well-off students(most students are poor generally) that'd make me feel guilty even more. Moreover, celebrating in a big crowd will never serve any purpose besides stimulating country's economy. One may ended up not even a word spoken to the b'day dude and left the place think, "y am i here?" A meal with a few on the other hand, never fail to foster personal relationship.

Touching on birthday; who's the one who actually gave us 'birth'?

We're 'born' on that day, but she gave 'birth' to us.

I wish that the day i was born would bring blessings to the one who brought me to earth

I pray that the one who laboured on the day i was born had never regretted that day.

On that nite itself i've sent this to my special one:
"Need not wait for me pls, i'll be late n happy birthday to u too, for it's u who gave birth to me in this special day, i love u mum :)"

i wished to express more but it's an sms and it's midnite, so instead i kept it short.

As for "why i choosed to head down-south and not to any other direction?", i guess any direction that i took that nite will also not save me from that question rite?

As to "Why are u so reluctant to disclose your companion(s) for the trip-of-the-year?", sorry, it'd create unwanted/unhealthy atmosphere and i do not intend to drag others into this. And i wish to be a man of my word.

I really appreciate all the care and attention given to me by all my friends, especially the guys in p.dickson :)

MY TRAVELLING DAY @ 23...

How Do You Not Think It's Possible?

2008-09-16T07:41:00.000-07:00

Part of me is telling me, "Go find someone close, share with him. Afterall it's only human nature to want to have companionship".

Another part of me would want to keep it to myself. Afterall, it wouldn't be fair to burden others with your problems right? Likewise, i felt for others for the0ir misfortune but if situation prolongs, i'd feel annoyed. Not to mention the sense of submission and show of weakness once you start to share(men especially), which best explains why (deep) sharing amongst men rarely occur.

So here's the deal:

1) I disclose the tale.

2) Details and names remain anonymous to audience.

3) Audience's curiosity satisfied(altho not entirely) while burden is kept to a minimum.

Brilliant eh, no?

Job with opportunity?

2008-09-12T07:15:00.000-07:00

Yeah i know, it's been awhile since I last blog, apparently laziness crept under my skin.
As someone who just freshly graduated, i have the liberty to ask this question:
What is a job with opportunity?

Clues many would look into...
-a job that promises steady raise?
-Or perhaps a job that doesn't kick you out even if you sucked at your job?
-Or even a job that you think that'd allow you to learn things that you'd otherwise miss out in your lifetime?

Recently i've been accepted into a company, a chemical trading company to be exact. The funny part was how i landed into this job, but that's not what i'm ready to share at the moment. Maybe some other time.

The first day in office, i was assigned to learn from my agm.In other words, i'd have to stick with him for an unspecific period. As my cubicle is currently under renovation, i've been allocated to a simple desk; some writing sheets, stationery, and a chair, right in front of my agm's office desk. I was in his room throughout the whole week, reading most of the time.It's not that i'm complaining but for the first time in my life, i'm actually getting paid to read! Not bad for a starter i'd say. And i took home 2 boxes of TaiThung mooncake, equivalent to almost a hundred ringgit worth of flour and egg yolk! Freebies day!!!

That's not all, this morning has been a historic one for me.
As i'm bound to follow wherever my agm goes, i soon found that i'll be attending one of the most prestigious gathering i could recall. I mean, this IS the arena for the big boys!

Waking up at 6am has never been that worthy. As my agm happen to be a committee member of some commerce association, he's been asked to help out and that explains why i'm up that early. Not forgetting to mention that he had actually drove me there from my home! (man this young chap is such a wonderful person!!!)

Fast forward to Shangri-La, where the conference was held,

8am, we had some light buffet b'fast sponsored by the association for the committees. It was in Shangri-La so one could guess how the food was. I choose not to touch that otherwise it'd look dirty in here. I'm saving your keyboard from your own saliva...

9am, there comes some of the big shots and more than half of the richest men in malaysia. Tuns, Tan Sris, Dato's arrived one after another. (Oso got lots of other not so famous wan la). From my count, there're well known corporate leaders such as the owner of IOI, Mines, Hai-O, Hong Leong, YTL, Berjaya, Lions Group and alot more... I did have some light moments with a very famous commentator cum gov think tank.

10am, there comes the real deal... At first glance, a very familiar face to many chinese for decades, who was conferred a Tun title not too long ago, followed by police escorted top ministers whom faces you would prolly see everyday on the news, including the second-in-command in the biggest collision party of our country. I've refrained from mentioning names here and you could ask me in person if you want to know and i'd be glad to tell :) Not forgetting a senior exco council of selangor who's currently standing for seputeh MP. I manage to grab this opportunity to get a handshake from her. Indeed, she's very charming, and to some extend, charismatic. And last but not least we have many VVIPs from China whom many are as high profile as ours. You'll see secretary of ministers, mayors, His Excellencies, Embassy delegates and many more and they're more approachable than the local ones. I've been told that if you were in china, normally these peps wouldn't even let you see them. They're heavily surrounded by comrades in that sense.

12.30pm, lunch buffet ala Shangri-La style. Spreads after spreads, people were spoilt for choice. But then again, due to the 'warmness' of malaysian eating culture and the 'frankness' of our counterparts' culture, the situation was abit chaotic.

We went off after lunch.
It was a really good exposure, albeit knowing not much people in person, only some committee members of the association's youth wing. Some are sons of some respectable figures and as young as i am.

I'm worried of them, my 2 best companions

2008-08-27T10:03:00.000-07:00

Now i'm gonna talk about I and M, whom i've known since their childhood, and they've started a relationship at very early stage of age. They've stayed in my house on many occasions, so basically my parents adored them very much, much to the extend of a family member. But deep inside, my biggest concern was the way they live, given the fact that they stay together under a roof! I mean it's not really a big issue for these things to have happened nowadays, but my mum have expressed concern about this to me, and i too, have some reserved feelings about this too.

Recently, i've found out that I behaved strangely towards me, and much to my surprise (or not so surprised), she's already 1-month pregnant. By the way, they're not married, just stayed together. I didn't know how to react upon finding this news as i'm still finding a word to best express it now.

Well, the only thing i can do now is to pray for her and at the same time hope that M would be a good and responsible father.

Doctor & trainee joke (a must read for future doctor trainee!

2008-08-11T09:33:00.000-07:00

One day, a consultant(let’s call him Dr Anderson, for nothing’s sake) was assigned to bring a group of trainees for some field practical. And so, he decided to bring them to a mortuary and show them some hands-on demonstration. When Dr Anderson finally found a suitable specimen, he arrange the specimen on an operation table with spotlights on it, and the whole crowd surrounding it.

“Today class, I would like to teach you two things, two very important things that would determine your future as a doctor. First, you must be brave. Brave to see dead people and also dying people. And of course have the courage to follow me as I do this…” said Dr Anderson as he tuck one of his fingers into the corpse’s anus, pull it out, and put his finger into his mouth. All of the trainees were speechless. Some even went out to puke, leaving about seven of them of whom were really bersemangat kental and did put their fingers in, out, and back into their respective mouths. Their facial expressions were horrible.

But not the consultant, as he was hanging a mild, cynical smile on his face while continuing with his lesson, “Secondly, as a doctor, you must be observant. A high observation skill could determine the life and death of your future patients. If anyone of you would observe this, I did put my third finger into the hole, and when going into my mouth switched to my second finger.”

Let imagination run wild

2008-08-11T03:13:00.000-07:00

I ponder, when one day, I happen to stumble upon an ancient crate which promises me a powerful item, what would I like it to be?

a) A Mirror that tells the future

b) A Cap that allows me to read other’s mind

c) A Machine that turns me into the most perfect person on earth (physical, IQ, EQ,…)

d) A Watch that allows me to teleport to anywhere

e) A Glove that destroys cancer

f) A Potion that turns me invincible.

g) A Glasswatch that freezes time

Two questions here.

1)Any other suggestions?

2)And which one you would like to have?

Part 2: Sweet dream

2008-08-10T05:52:00.000-07:00

Part 2: Sweet dream

It was an A4J concert! And the hall was grand, abit narrow in size which could only hold about 20+ people in a row of seats, with nothing less of its majestic decoration than some grand ballroom from some many stars hotels. The only thing is that the room was dark, with the only source of light is from the stage. One couldn’t see how many attended that concert as the crowd would sink into darkness as they sat further and further away from the stage, but there’s already some 300 frenzy crowd from where I could see, jumping and hollering to the music that was played. And I was there, busy manning the machines supporting everything from sound to electricity. The feeling was weird tho, with chill wind blowing from below, plus very high-intensity spotlights right on top of you as you endeavor across the stage. I don’t recall the song that was played, but it’s a medium slow song, led by Kenneth. I felt ‘empty’.

Something’s telling me that we’re not prepared to handle the crowd god’s giving us. We’ve always ask for more souls to come, yet we’ve not equipped ourselves to cater to that number. At that time I can only see ourselves as some people who don’t belong to there. A piece of puzzle is missing.

Blog while offline 1

2008-08-08T01:42:00.000-07:00

31 July 2008

Last nite I had a not so smooth sleep followed by an over the moon dream and an enlightenment.

Part1: Be careful what you wish for

As usual, I sleep early, about 2am. At about 3am, just as I slip into deep unconsciousness, I was rudely disrupted. Matrix(or Chubby or Christmas, depending on who’s calling), my 2-yr-old cream-coloured maltese, decided to give me a hard time sleeping and kept barking to whatever he deem worth barking. At first, I’d only drag myself downstairs to take a peek and see what is it that interested him to bark. Nothing. With a very kepoh attitude he tried to circle around the porch to find something to bark to. As I was still half asleep, I hastily opened the door and, “Matrix, quiet” He silenced down and sat calmly beside a tree pot. I then quickly return back to my nest and continue my journey into dreamland. Mana tau, 5 minutes later, that mischievous little prick started to bark again, only this time in a more irritating rhythm. On and off he goes, everytime I said to myself, “One more bark and down I go”, he would stop for a brief while. Then came a time when he barked to my nerve, I went down and, “Matrix! Quiet!”. The drama goes on in circle until the fourth time I came down (it’s really tiresome to climb the stairs when you’re in the middle of a sleep) when that became my last straw. Armed with a cane, there goes “Quite! Quiet! Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!........” Ahhh… sweet dreams….

My first time

2008-07-26T09:40:00.000-07:00

There was a time I once acknowledge someone that my house is comparable to that of a hardware shop, well equipped, with whatever i want to do can be done at home, from sewing to sawing, from building a furniture to doing some light renovation and so on. But deep in my heart i reckon there's something missing. A razor. It's a shaving tool used to get rid of ones facial hair, some elaboration for those who might think razor is some kind of pisang goreng. And so time flies as we keep living, eating and kicking with some kind of 'emptiness' in me.

Not so long ago, i've been told to shave my 'mini' mustache. Guess my face isn't that fertile as they barely grow at unnoticeable pace. It takes a few to convince me to finally take a shaving and search for that 'emptiness' in my home.

And so i started my journey in search for the mythical item. High and low i've searched, gave up 5 min later. Decided to seek advice from Master of Untold Myth, short termed MUM. Pointed me to a direction with a piece of advice. Off i go.

And there it was, still in its wrapping, eagerly waiting to be commissioned to its first task.

Being a newbie in hair shaving, i can only do whatever i can based on my experience from watching tv. Armed with a soap on my hand and a razor on the other i spent my first time with extra precaution. Extra soap, extra slow on the face.

And it didn't take long. What i have to tell about my first time experience?

Sore.

A Trip To Remember

2008-07-23T01:27:00.000-07:00

So this is what happened in my recent trip to Penang, The Heavenly Hawker Paradise. Miraculously, my weight didn't go up as expected, and i dare not tell my trip-mates for fear of my own life. For your info i pride myself of having a big appetite for almost everything edible, almost. Being the only guy on the fray i've vowed to win this eating madness that stretches 5 days long. Sigh. Shame to say that i failed u guys out there, the girls were OWNING! And it wasn't even a fair match lol...

Skip the food section if you're hungry~

Lobak

Popiah

Whatever ball it may be

Famous Mee Rojak/Sotong
If you care to add 1 more buck,
your sotong will dominate the whole plate

Some Japanese GreenTea Icecream

O-Chien (not the famous one, yet)

commendable size tho ;)

Background music, 'As long as you love me'

These 3 girls have huge jugs!

These jugs i meant...

The story of an unbeliever...

He came to die for us...

We doubted it...

And decided to put Him into tests...

One after another...

He prevails and we put our trust in Him

We dwell in him, and He dwells in us

John 10:10b

I have come that they may have life, and have it abundantly.

Famous O-Chien @ Seng Thor~
Rikishi in action

Previously in...

O-some!!!

Tea Time~

We don't have spoon, but that didn't stop us

Honestly i've lost count on how many meals i had in a day, needless to say i won't count the number of chics tail i've gobbled down. More food to come.

One of the many famous Laksa(Farlim Laksa)!

Chic's Tail

Special sauce Chic Feet

The 3 Food Buster

Fried Chic's Skin

My aunt's tasty Bak Muai

Expression tells everything eh?

Loh Mee
Mee Rojak 2

Seafood Spread

BBQ Crab dubbed "El Magnifico"

<-- small crab , BIG crab -->

Of course these are just a fraction of all we ate; Genting Hill, Fried Sotong @ Gold Coast, Gurney Drive....... the list goes on and on.

Also, we've been to places of interests, and malls as well... although not as much as we eat :)

Tea House with Praise's fans~

Tengok kaki ni... kena gigit Sang Ketam BBQ~

Pulau Jerejak~

Can see the shack where we ate Fried Sotong

Windy...

A beautiful island

Malaysian-made golf buggy

Full speed ahead!!!

Arcade~

Apart from being with my gang, i managed to spend some quality time with my beloved auntie's family. Here we went to Genting Hill for dinner (no there's no gaming activity up there, only some tempat makan angin, makan dinner, makan durian...). My gang didn't set foot on this hill due to its ridiculously steep road plus 4 overweight homo sapiens.

Up there, very friendly environment awaited to welcome us, with choice of seat ranging from hillside for excellent view to a bridge on a road, you name it. Fine Thai cuisine were also served by actual Siamese. Truly a mesmerizing experience...

While we're on the way up and down, we stumbled upon freshly dropped wild durians~ Nothing goes to waste so we carried 1 as appetizer on the way up and another 1 as dessert on our way down.

Much to my surprise, these were not ordinary wild durians. Gigantic size with tiny seeds, tempting colour of yellowish-orange, milky aroma with faint alcoholic scent. Tenderly moist texture testifying its freshness, are all the ingredients for a superior grade durian money can't buy. I reckon these 2 durians could easily fetch RM50 if sold out.

At Genting Hill of Penang

Bugs from the 2 durians forced an immediate evacuation

Auntie

Sinfully mine :)

At Penang International Airport~
See this??! When sun and moon meet... Love this view!
Beauty of God's Creation

Now Is The Time by Delirious

If you care to see

2008-07-23T01:06:00.000-07:00

If you care to see

that sunset costs us nothing
yet draws smiles on many

that a short trip back to the greens
rejuvenates even more than a week's shopping spree

that flying on a first-class seat
never beats a smile by your travel partner, traveling in a car

that no matter how big is your bed
you only occupy the size that you lie on to

that parents want more of your time
than that of your money

that life isn't just about a rat-race
it's more about enjoying every moment of it

afterall, it's a gift from above
start living your life

If you care to see...

Topic nowadays...

2008-07-21T23:48:00.000-07:00

What else, if not about whether Anwar has a fetish petite for asses? It's rather frustrating that nowadays that Government is regarded as a theatre:-

The Rise And Fall Of Anwar (Now Showing, book your tickets now!)
AVP3 - Tun M vs Pak Lah (Not new but still on-screen)

Next?
The Redcliff - Pak Lah, Najib And Anwar (Coming soon)
KL Menjerit 2 (Coming soon- it's a long story with many installments following; Selangor Menjerit, Penang Menjerit and more to come)

Given me the editor of TheStar I'd put all this into Entertainment section, right next to Brangelina's baby pic. I'd personally refrain from commenting on Anwar case here as i'm more bothered with the current economics being sluggish, stockmarket bearish, nationwide inflation , worldwide recession, food scarcity, more violent weather, C.Ronaldo's transfer saga... and many more.

My only concern about him is that whether he'd be our next prime minister. Frankly, i'd rather draw myself some hundreds of laminins than putting weight on his case. Pointless to mention (unless the purportedly sodomized ass is mine).

Look up laminin, or better still, watch it here.

The Pearl of the Orient

2008-07-02T20:56:00.000-07:00

Sorry guys, so long since my last post hehehe(no internet at new house)... And this post isn't that fresh either(saved twice to complete this one). Just wanna elaborate abit more about what i've shared here.

It all started with my uncle from The Pearl of the Orient who bought a yacht. Floating on the sea with about 5m in length, it sure was spacious (i reckon it could take up to 8 ppl and was equipped with a 50/75 hp boat engine. And so my beloved uncle decided to sail all the way to Port Klang to fetch us but no, it didn't materialize for that Lil' Angel had a big petite for oil. Sailing from The Pearl to Port Klang would would be enough to fund us air tickets for the whole family lol! (AirAsia wasn't there at that time). And so instead of waiting hopelessly at the port, we've decided to jump-in and drive our way to meet the 'newborn' precious.

As one might not know, The Pearl of the Orient is a place surrounded by saltwater and the next best thing to own, next to a motorcycle of course, is a boat! I mean, when you steer one of those babes out to the open sea, you will inevitably sense a strong mixed aura of both jealousy and envy coming from the shore, emitted by those kaki pancing who sit on nothing but a big rock.

And so we've had trips out to conquer the open sea. Like usual, gonna check the tide table for a suitable time, wake up at 5am, tapau food, buy squid from wet market as bait, set sail before the tide's too low. We've had many fond memories throughout our many trips; seen the most beautiful scene(i was manning the yacht on our way back to the jetty, we're accompanied by a school of pink dolphins coupled with a background of a sunsetting orange sun, partly reflected by a rare calm sea condition, like, there was not a single wave except for the wave created by the boat), caught fish and sea creatures of diff kinds and sizes. All was like a fairy tale. But not that day...

And so on one fateful day, 6-7 unsuspecting souls set sail to an open sea, like what they used to do in any other day, about a few miles offshore, we officially sat on a deep blue sea after passing by a group of fisherman's boats and a luxury white yacht with tinted glass, (we normally sail to a nearby rocky island for some groupers but decided against it as we thought barracudas might give us a new kind of excitement, and thus headed to deep sea).

It was quite pleasant a journey, as the waves are larger, water darker in colour, tho there's a feeling that there must be some creatures looking up at our boat from underneath, creepy if you care to imagine. After awhile as we've settled down, we're suddenly surrounded by thick mist,(as tho The Black Pearl from Pirates of the Carribean is about to appear) and the shores were nowhere to be found, only some very faint figure of dark blue hills remain loyal to the eye, but there's no idea whether those hills belong to The Pearl of the Orient, or to Susilo Bambang(president of Indo) yeah i know, sounded like too dramatic... but heck, says who it can't happen in real life??! And so we've decided to head back to shore and bully some groupers. The next thing we know, situation turned from bad to worse; droplets are felt all over us, and so all of us tried to squeeze into the shaded area of the boat, which is only half the size of the boat, some were left out shelterless. No shite, currents were building up and waves were getting choppy and visibility was poor. Deep shite, fuel was running low(due to us maneuvering our way out of the mist earlier). At that time dad asked me to hold my bible out amidst heavy rain n keep praying(yes, he'd insist ME bringing MY bible out to sea everytime we set sail coz mine's the smallest of all lol), man my bible's been with me thru thick n thin and, harsh weather condition, thus the mui choi look. While my uncle who steered the boat frantically looking for signs with 2 to 3 of us, the rest seated tightly to keep their essential belongings as dry as possible, and stay warm. The boat kept rocking from side to side. At one time one would be forgiven to say' "it's a doomsday for us".

And then there's hope- that same white yacht with tinted glass!!! And so we went close to it and waited out for the weather to die off before we would be able to see the shore and hunt for land. As we reached the jetty, we're soaking wet and cold. But it was nothing compared to what happened just now when we were beaten mercilessly by strong raining wind. Back to home, i spent time hair-drying myself and my bible, flipping from page to page, thinking, "Thank god..."

I wasn't as traumatized as my dad in this incident but i must admit that there was a very real threat to all of us but i'm more of being satisfied and grateful that this particular trip has brought me adventure money can't buy and most of all, a sense of respect to mother nature...

ps: It sank a year before Tsunami, glad it happened early enough...

Out of boredom

2008-07-01T08:25:00.000-07:00

This is a recent phone prank made on one insignificant Sunday afternoon:

Prankster: Hello, good afternoon.

Victim: Hello.

Prankster: Is this Ms xxx?

Victim: Yes.

Prankster: Erm.. Ms xxx. I'm calling from Affin Bank regarding to your credit card payment...

Victim: Oh! I sudah bayar! Sudah bayar... Tadi baru bayar RM500...

Prankster: Har? Sudah bayar? But here we still haven't receive yet la~

Victim: Tapi tadi sudah bayar wor, cash wor??!

Prankster: Erk... Affin Bank wor?!!

Victim: Hah? Affin Bank??!
(What the...)?!?!?!?!!!???

Prankster: Ei ngoh ar... Jerry ar~ (it's me, Jerry~)

Victim: Ish!!! Bei lei hak sei la! (Ish, you scared me to death la!)

Prankster: :P

***sorry***

Joke of the day 4

2008-07-01T08:21:00.000-07:00

Been busy shifting lately, anyone who owns a truck(lorry) i'd gladly rent it from you :)

Bila hidupmu dalam kegelapan,
maka berdoalah,
dan apabila selesai berdoa,
jika kegelapan masih mengelilingimu,
maka bayarlah eletrik bil yang tertunggak tu~

Joke of the day 3

2008-06-25T04:46:00.000-07:00

This one is especially for you...

Aku terpaku merenung matamu,
hatiku tertanya-tanya, BENARKAH ini?
nafas ku tertahan, kau tunduk SEGAN...
lalu ku bertanya...
"kau kentutkah?"

From The Lord 24.09.1985, To The Lord xx.xx.20xx

2008-06-24T00:01:00.000-07:00

Since i came back from UTAR cf camp last year, i've started on a quite bizarre behavior, that is to look up to obituary section whenever i read the paper. A senior pastor during cf camp once asked, "How would you like your eulogy be written?". This hit me hard. "What the... I'm just 20+ nia, so fast want to think of what ppl would say about me when i die?". Anyway, as i was in a workshop so i have to squeeze out one to write down, by hook or by crook.

Many moons ago, i was captured upon one particular article, that i've had it cut out and kept till now. God bless his soul. It reads out like this:

"I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever" Psalm 23:6

God looked around his garden and He found an empty place. And He looked down upon the earth and He saw your tired face. He puts his arms around you and He lifted you to rest.God's garden must be beautiful, He always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain; He knew that you will never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb, so He closed your weary eyelids and whispered, "Peace Be Thine". It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn't go alone; for part of us went with you, the day God called you home!

Deeply missed and lovingly remembered by your wife, children, daughter-in-law, grandchildren and loved ones.

As i reckon eulogy is something others would do for me, once i no longer roam the surface of the earth, so, i let you to tell me. Do feel free to drop-in your eulogy for me, promise i'll seriously consider them :)

A song for you, How Great Is Our God by Chris Tomlin

Discipleship Training

2008-06-23T02:47:00.000-07:00

Think i owe God a piece of work, afterall he's blessed me tremendously eversince i attend the conference.

Last Saturday, i met with an almost no-hope situation that i couldn't make it to Discipleship; kereta lari, wang habis , hujan macam kucing dan anjing, masa talak...

Omg... I felt so sorry, God... As i was sms-ing my way to inform Carmen that i couldn't make it, all of a sudden my phone rang. It was Kong Hui. On the phone he asked me something to which i forgot what it is and i saja-saja ask him where is he, "I'm catching a cab to jiau hui lor, Discipleship ma..." THANK GOD!!! But wait, who knows whether the cab is already packed with desarians? My next question pops up, "Still got place?" to which he started counting, "Me, Hui Yee, Hui Ling, that's all...". AMEN!!! In His own hands me Lord delivered a seat for me!!! He reminds me of the song Wo You Tuo Jong Yau. When i jumped into the cab Hui Yee started teasing, "You good ler, no need to get wet..." to which in my heart i replied, "Of course la, my Lord has kept me under His wings..."

For the rest of YOU, whatcha waitin' for? C'mon in, join me under His wings~

Joke of the day 2

2008-06-22T06:25:00.000-07:00

I'm tired today, so here's your feed for the day:

" Manusia jatuh CinTa??Tak hairan...
Kuda makan RuMpuT?? Tak aneh...
MONYET pandai picit TETIKUS(MOUSE)?? HEBAT!!!!"

MASIH PICIT??
LUAR BIASA!!!!

Facing The Giants

2008-06-19T09:43:00.000-07:00

Yeahahha... As i'm typing this, my cousin from my second hometown(nicknamed oriental pearl) called. He'll be staying over for 3 days or more at the end of the month. Man, i couldn't express how glad i am on hearing this. This way i could at least persuade him to attend church for once. He's a pure scientologist and i do pray that on one day he'd stop believing he originated from a worm of an ancient primate.

On another matter, it's been awhile since i fell on my knees and come this close to God. This afternoon is truly an extraordinary one as God really guide me step by step and lead me so close to Him. Of late, my computer has been infected with about 120 viruses/worms and will sometimes fail to switch off. So this usual drama happen when i try and try but to no avail, which prompted me to watch this VCD that i bought during 1 christian bookfair held at Times Square quite sometime ago.

"Facing The Giants... Hmmm... maybe this would kill some time...", I said. And God spoke to me thru this movie. In this movie, a young chap asked his old folk,"But why does god make me so small?" to which he replied,"So that His greatness will prevail".(Okla okla it wasn't exactly what they said but if you wanna know more about it just ask me for lending la har) This conversation touched me deep within and the rest of the movie lifted my spirit to turn the whole house into a prayer room. We're made little, weak, and maybe a lil' small like a snail(sorry machi if you happen to be reading this now) but all this happen for a reason. So stop cursing your legs for refusing to grow or your limbs for being too tiny already!!!

Fastforward to my prayer+devotion time; they're as electrifying as it gets. I cried like a baby(why yes, men do cry at times) . As for everything else, God made way for me. I've never come across so many blessings at once! He 'switched on' my computer as i whispered to Him that i wanted to worship Him with a song(in the computer). My date with Him was without interference as my phone started ringing the moment i'm done. The earlier failure to use my computer so that i could watch a worthy movie.

My covenant with God: I will worship Him in the morning and i'll listen to His words at night. And i wish to keep it that way :)

Ps: No snail were harmed in the making of this post.

Joke of the day 1

2008-06-18T10:12:00.000-07:00

(for polygamist)
"Kenapa lelaki perlu beristeri tiga... ."

Jawapannya kerana :
kerana kalau kahwin satu isONE
kalau kahwin dua isTWO
kalau kahwin tiga barulah isTERI...

The new rail transit...

2008-06-17T04:25:00.000-07:00

The RM4 to 5 billion rail transit line spanning from Kota Damansara to Cheras project certainly raised many eyebrows including mine. I'll be expecting some ramblings coming from our former prime minister anytime soon, tho i can only tell that the only thing he might complain about is why the heck is that rail not being built at somewhere else as we already have 3,4 or 5 transits serving KL folks alone. Why KL? Are the population in Penang not denser than that of Kota Damansara? Would those averagely more well-off folks in Damansara opt for transit and leave their BMW 5series to rot? I don't know and am certainly not of the slightest degree be bothered, as long as it served my interest for i'm a KL-ian. What i'm concern is the quality of its implementation. While we've always known that our government is so 'sensitive' to our needs and strives to feed us with projects after projects, they are mostly handed down to blood-sucking contractors. All they ever think of is how to maximize income and minimize expenditure. But many times because of their cost-cutting practices, we end users suffer a whole lot more, not to mention extra costs incur for extra maintenance cost for those shitty workmanship they've provided.

If you happen to be one of the country's million+ commuter, you'd have found out that outlook can be deceiving. While RapidKL has been doing well thus far, giving people the impression of "Wa, new bus wor, flat-rate ticket summore, what a wonderful country am i living in", much of these would fade off the moment you sit on the bench(of the bus). Here's what it's all about; most of the fleets install all-plastic seats, which means all good-looking but not comfy. They're hard to your bottom and the inadequate height, lol, if you're one of those big-headed guy i feel sorry for you, you won't get to rest your neck for the rest of your journey! You also tend to slide as you sit as there's minimum friction between you bottom and the surface. Oh, and not forgetting to mention that the seats will mould you into The Hunchback of Notre Dame should you stay in the bus long enough. A total ignorance to human body shape(i'm speechless if the seats are meant for Humpty Dumpty)

Also, if you've tried the lrts here, you'd agree with me that the former StarLRT trains fared better in terms of capacity and comfortability. Yes, the metal based seats do give away when the train moves, rendering you of sliding away from your seat, but heck, you get to play with it (provided there's no one sitting next to you). But if you consider carefully, you'll see that the metal seats can accommodate more commuters(average 6 to 7 peps per row) during peak hours and provide comfort to over-sized people. (If you don't already know this fact, Malaysians are among the fattest citizen in this region, thanks to the love for food and the all-year-round multiracial festivals). Whereas for former Putra-LRT trains, their plastic seats are space-limited, and their seats are fixed(maximum 6 per row, mostly 4 per row). Moreover, the partitions in the train amplify traveling noises that even a blasting mp3 player wouldn't spare your ears.

My only hope is that our 'ever-sensitive' government would not overlook this matter as it only requires a drop of ink to spoil a whole barrel of milk. Let not the people in cheras and kota damansara suffer. But i'm not all too hopeful as i reckon RapidKL is a pet company to our current government, and knowing their game, they'd mostly provide us with PutraLRT-like seats. Let's pray and hope not.

Moral of the day

2008-06-16T07:52:00.000-07:00

Recently i've come across a friend of mine(to avoid from being sued, i've always opted to refrain from giving out names, and no, not even gender), who's currently working in a company. One day, the said person (TSP) applied for leave for a few days and upon returning to work, TSP landed into deep trouble. To cut it short, TSP's superior was being grilled for the mistake TSP did and the customer threatened to bring this matter to court as he was furious that he might be black listed by the government. Upon checking with relevant parties, TSP's superior assured to the customer that he'd only be warned. "Phew" i think that's the only word TSP could spill out at that time, citing a sign of relief. But that's not it. Back in office, knowing that TSP is at fault for the mistake, the supervisor began talking bad about TSP. By lunchtime, the whole staff knows about it, well, atleast not to the upmost level of management. That's it. When you're in corporate world, your mistake will be magnified.

And so TSP felt terrible and began to apologize to the supervisor, whom eventually appeared to be a very forgiving bloke. What i'm trying to tell is that although the world is deemed to be very harsh, ppl appear to be very forgiving towards young working adults. No matter how wrongly you handle a situation you seem to always be able to walk away with nothing more than a minor lecture. Try to do that when you can no longer cheat your way to a student-priced movie and i bet with my neighbour's car your sorry 'behind' will be deeply grilled and you yourself will be crucified before dusk.

Moral of the story: Make as much mistake you can while you're young, and learn how not to repeat them (not forgetting the magic word "sorry" after you've experimented with a situation which failed)

Just a piece of my mind...

2008-06-12T20:08:00.000-07:00

Ever wonder how vulnerable are you when you're left in an open sea (on a boat ofcourse, unless you're named Peter), with fuel running out real fast, violent weather brewing just on top of your very capped head knowing your cap doesn't do much in such situation, except letting others know that you're dead when they finally found your cap, if it ever get washed offshore lol, your navigation system malfunctioned (the only navigation system with me is my precious eyes, with thick mist sweeping the boat like no one cares simply means i'm screwed)... Well, i'll share that on another day, i'm not really into this of now :(

Or wonder how embarrassed that could be, being in a half-packed stadium of whom most knows you or at least knew(or heard of) your name, witnessed you..... (Not today either)

Just some thoughts to fit in my currently 'empty' timetable. For the record, my finals ended on 8th of may, and each of the following days were filled until 9th of june, man, words jsut can't express how thankful i am to Him for fitting my timetable so perfectly.

And yeah, still to come, i'll try to squeze in some time to write about A4J conference, things that you want but don't normally see, and things you don't really wanna see...

Till then...

Last nite...

2008-06-11T20:02:00.000-07:00

As i was so frustrated last nite, i didn't sleep well. As i was labeled an unforgiving person not too long ago, i began to think; is there a thing for me to forgive? I mean, The Said Person(TSP) didn't even think that TSP is at fault. how could TSP tell me that i'm unforgiving towards TSP? I do agree to some extend that my treatment towards TSP is rather cold nowadays, but no, it doesn't come from TSP's misdeeds. In fact, i don't even recall what wrong did TSP do to me or my family members. Rather, it came from a relationship detachment. Having said that, i'm evaluating whether our relationship should keep going, or should i call it quits...

Many times i'll just bite the bullet telling myself,"TSP is someone special to me, just let it be lah..." but who else would expect their landfill not to be filled up despite them frequently dumping in shit! Well, i'd had enough, and to save myself from being stabbed into my heart again, i've decided not to open my arms again, for good. At least till TSP finally changes the attitudes, or with god's help, i'll just have to change myself to cope with the already strained relationship 'To live without TSP' deck is on the table, i certainly wish i'd not have to come to that point but for now, i just pray for a miracle...

I Believe In Miracle - By Ps Philip Mantofa (If u liked sweeney todd n moulin rouge, this would be your jam!)