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Monday, March 31, 2008
Fuxed Up Weekend
I work from Monday to Friday 9am-5.30pm and I have my rest on Saturday and Sunday. I always sleep late, especially on Friday because the next day I'm not working. By the time I got up, I felt like I’d been hit by a bus. Thanks to the coffee I don’t normally drink and general wondering about a command performance, I didn’t really sleep well last night either - the whole fuxing weekend actually.
Why? Thanks to my moronic neighbor. My old neighbor played horrible old chinese music incredibly loudly on Saturday and Sunday morning during my precious hangover lie-in time. My neighbor is a bollock and love doing karaoke and she cranks the volume to full and you could probably hear it until a few houses down. It sounds horrible and keeps me up all the time. I don't care if she wants to sing as long as she is considerate enough to think about others. She maximized the volume, scream the shit out of her throat and she sings non stop - starting from 9am until 6pm. She'll stop singing for like 15minutes and then continue again, 9 fuxing hours of torture.
I have no objections to her ear-damaging antics until about this morning, but this was ridiculous. And I swear if she ever does this again, all friendly neighbourly relations will be thrown out the window.
Who could love a neighbour who is a karaoke enthusiast?
[3:04 AM]
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Losing The Edge
I miss the old days, especially during school days. I mean back before everyone became numb-skulls. Back when you dealt with bullies by having someone bigger and/or meaner than them just beat their asses for them. A nice big dose of whoop ass is a really good cure for the vast majority of that kind of crap. The certain knowledge that what goes around comes around has stopped a good many mean ass kids in their tracks.
Those were the time when we actually played outside and when friends didn't talk about you behind your back. Days like this make you question who you can trust anymore. Unfortunately, time marches on and those days are gone. It sucks to grow up, because you get more matured. But thats how life is. I think we should go back to the old days and old ways. As a friend of mine used to say at the bar when people started scrapping: If you don’t start no shit, there won’t be no shit.
[4:00 AM]
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Forgot to upload the videos taken at the temple I visited last month.
[2:16 AM]
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Kenangan Terindah - Samsons
I was yamcha-ing with a colleague the other day in a malay restaurant when I heard a malay song and I found it nice. So I looked at the screen when the movie ended and managed to peep on the name of the sound track.
[11:30 PM]
The Black Box
This is the shit I'm selling now :
[2:56 AM]
Monday, March 17, 2008
The Indon Experience
I hopped in to my car after work and was approached by this old lady who looked pretty shabby. Messy clothes and wearing a "tudung" ( a scarf worn around the head by Muslim women in Malaysia; conceals the hair but not the face ). Nothing but a grocery sack.
I've heard all the arguments against picking up strangers on the road and finally I've quit doing it, but it makes me feel a little guilty to refuse an old lady who wanted me to drive her to the nearest bus stop. Because long ago when I was being exposed to a college education and going back and forth from school to home, that's how I traveled - on my thumb. So i thought when I got a steady job and a set of wheels I picked up every one who needed a ride. And moreover, she seems harmless.
She got in to my car and the nearest bus stop is like 5minutes drive away. In the car, she told me bout herself. Her late husband passed away when she was very young and left her with two kids. She's from Indonesia, in a village where food is never enough and life is tough. She's earning like RM500 every month, tell me people how much can you do with only RM500 per month. Not even enough to pay rent, foods and other expenses. She lives a hard life, very hard. We reached the bus stop not long after that and she got down from my car and thanked me politely. I grabbed her hand and gave her a RM50 note, not enough to help her but at least it makes me feel better to help.
I was very lucky to have always had food put on the table each meal, every day and never went to bed hungry. When I started to work, many times when I had no cash and one specific time I ate frozen hamburger buns. That was all I had, and another New Year Eve all I had was a pack of TomYam Maggie Mee and to tell you the truth, I was so happy to have that it seemed like the best meal I ever ate. Now that I work as a professional, I never go hungry.
We were blessed because we never went without food or other basics; we often did without extras but never food, water, a place to live, and power for lights and heat. There are still people in the world who go hungry. I don't think this is because we don't have enough to share or that we do not share; it's usually either because these folks don't live where help is easily accessible or they do not seek out help. So, be glad that you have foods served everyday.
[11:15 PM]
A Boring Sunday
When your friend is sleeping in the cybercafe ( like the picture below ),
you always try to cheer them up when they woke up, especially writing something creative on their monitor.
[12:06 AM]
Monday, March 10, 2008
No Remorse
Check out the pics below and see if you can notice anything.
Just another bad day rite? Car got knocked and yah shit happens ( and very fortunate it happens to my good friend Donz Da Man ). Now let me tell you what's wrong with the pictures. Imagine this, you are at the toll and you need to fuxing pay the toll BUT the driver's door is fuxed and you can't open it. And additional to that, the fuxing window is not working too. So you gotta climb to the passenger's seat, release the door, get your ass out from the car and fuxing walk to the other side of the car and pay the fuxing toll. Seriously, if I was queing up at the back I would probably get my ass down from my car and give him a serious fishball slap. And bear in mind, our Mr. Donz doesn't really give a fux about his car so I believe if you were to ask him why he didn't repair his car, his standard answer would be "it rox dude!".
p/s : check out the small alike Handyplast plaster Donz fuxing sticked it at the driver's door. I don't know what it was for but Donz fuxing believe it could hold the door for another 20 years. And by the way, I purposely exposed the car plate number so if you guys see this car around, feel free to bang it or at least leave him a note "You fuxing rox!".
[8:36 PM]
Sunday, March 09, 2008
A Brand New Day
The day is almost here. Tomorrow is a big day for me. A very big day.
Starting tomorrow morning I will be working for a Datok replacing someone's ass and for some reason, the Datok, thought of me to replace him. After I told my friend that he must be joking, no one could replace the current team leader and that he should just offer him more money, he gently persuaded me that I really did have a lot of skills and experience to bring to the company.
So I will be joining TL and all the bloody amazing developers that work for the company. One of my tasks is to set up a real, proper marketing strategy and business plan for the Linux boxes we are developing. I would be monitoring the Malaysian and Thailand market, guess I'm gonna travel a lot soon.
Hope it'll go well, fingers crossed. To those that left me lots of positive vibes, thank you very much as I am currently not getting much supports yet I am feeling pretty calm and cool. Well fux it anyway, I gotta do what I gotta do.
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I waited for 10 years and it didn't happen. Such a disappointment. I went numb when I saw the photo today. You know who you are and I doubt you are reading this, anyway all the best to you. God bless.
[7:14 PM]
Malaysian Election
Don't know who to vote? Vote this motherfuxer !
[5:56 AM]
Friday, March 07, 2008
For A Reason
Can it really be true that everything happens for a reason? Do you guys believe that everything happens for a reason? There is significance in every event of our lives, from the most joyful and empowering to the inexplicable or seemingly unjust. After all, I personally do believe that things happen for a reason.
It took me a long time to understand this, but I now see that even in the worst fuxed up disaster there are wonderful gifts, hidden opportunities, or life-enhancing lessons. And we couldn't have gotten them any other way. If someone as hardheaded as I am can come to understand this, anyone can. For example, I wanted to play futsal in the evening and it fall thorough at the very last minute, and i discover that everything I really want is to stay at home and relax my ass.
Another instant example, I had a friend got himself into an accident. Got a broken leg and he had to spend months in bed. He is a workaholic and never give a fux about his girl friend and his love one. He thought that would be the end, particularly since it happened at a time when he had to make important decisions ( he's holding a high position in his company ). And then it suddenly hit him when I visited him one evening. He told me this was exactly what he needed. He needed a good rest. He needed a "half-time". And after he got out from the hospital, he went back to work and he is now happily married with kids.
We very much want to believe that the things that happen to us have great meaning. It's the way we feel life should be. When you discover the true meaning of the events in your life, everything changes. You feel stronger because you sense that everything has meaning gives you great confidence. You feel wiser because you see how everything connects.You're more in touch with who you are because you know that you're living the life you were meant to lead. And you're happier because you're able to put your loss behind you and have a sense of a future filled with good things.
We blame other people, and then we end up with the sense that the world is full of bad people. We blame ourselves, and then instead of feeling healthy, strong, and whole we see ourselves as sick, weak, and broken. And we blame life itself. What could be more demoralizing than feeling condemned to having bad things always happen to us and not being able to do anything about it?
As for myself, I found someone special via online games and started a correspondence with her. It was maybe few months later that I finally found out that she was special. I felt instantly connected to her. I felt like I knew her all my life. She was definitely a God-sent angel. And we all know, in every relationship whether it is boy-girl relationship, family or friendship - shits do happen. And it happen for a reason.
I had a bad year and I was back on that downward spiral to depression once again. Things in my personal life had been weighing down on me, and the stress was getting the best of me. And hence, my relationship with her went through a yo-yo time - lots of ups and down. I remember the time when I protected her from some bad ass moffo ( in game ) and I was surprise that she actually fought them back. I was overwhelmed with love and pride for her.
I am at a lost on how to describe how this so call online relationship was, only to say that they were incredibly personal and very emotional. However my experience does not end there. I still have a lot of buried negativity that needed to be released. I have so much aggression inside of me, that it was begging to be released and I am intent of keeping going until I either passed out or the burden of my emotional stress is gone. I know it's still a long way to go and If i wanna make this work, I gotta work hard for it. And I strongly believe, it happens for a reason. All the arguments, all the good times and all the things that happened...it happens for a reason.
Quoted from Piano Lady Nancy :
Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there...to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or help figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be but you lock eyes with them, you know that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.
And sometimes things happen to you at the time that may seem horrible, painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would never realize your potential, strength, will power or heart.
Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test limits of your soul.
Without these small tests, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere safe and comfortable but dull and utterly pointless.
The people you meet affect your life. The successes and downfalls that you experience can create whom you are, and the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact they are probably the most poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks your heart, forgive them because they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart.
If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but also because they are teaching you to love and open your heart and eyes to little things. Make every day count. Appreciate everything that you possibly can, for you may never experience it again.
Talk to people whom you have never talked to before, and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high. Hold you head up because you have every right to.
Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don't believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you. Create your own life and then go out and live it.
[5:46 AM]
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Confession
It’s confession time again, and time for a little leverage. Did a stupid thing today, i put my sun glasses on top of my head and search for it for an hour until it fell off the top of my head. Good thing there wasn't anyone around to see me. I might have found it quicker. But then again, I'm not as stupid as some punk ass who shot his own little sexy video and photos playing with his so call "girl friends".
I got nothing to write for now, time for Jack N Jills. Chow !
[4:47 AM]