27th September 2011! Happy 13th Birthday Google!! :D
I didn't know Google was born today! LOL ME.
Anyway, today's post is about this e-book I'm currently reading, titled Irresistible Forces by Brenda Jackson.
How did I come across this book? Well, there's this app in my phone called Kobo eReader and from this app, you can actually buy amazing eBooks or even download them for free! I'm not sure if they have this for iPhone or Blackberry. Now, let me tell you something amusing. I have an amazing Android smartphone, HTC Desire HD. It has an amazingly huge (for a phone, of course) 4.3" touch screen and it's perfect for me who have problem reading small fonts. LOL. It runs on Android version 2.3.3 with HTC Sense version 2.1. Technical wise... I don't think I bother too much about it. But what's important is, it's easy to use, very friendly and the best part is, most of the apps are free! (Now, now, I know I've been using this phone for over 9 months and I only bother to talk about it now.. ) Again, let's go back to the eBook that I'm currently reading.
Basically, I've only read Chapter 1, and it's intriguing, I can tell you that much. I've not read the synopsis too coz you know what they say, don't judge a book by it's cover (well, literally and technically, the synopsis usually is written behind the book =_=) From what I've read so far, the story revolves around a successful and beautiful woman named Taylor Steele who has a desire to conceive a child but not get tangled up in a thing called marriage. The thing is, it's not just about shagging up and get knocked up by anyone. Taylor Steele has been eyeing on a potential father for her child and he is non other than the most eligible, rich, good looking Dominic Saxon. Her plan is to have this "business proposition" presented to Dominic in which she believes that they both have the same goal, for her to conceive a child and for him to father a child and by this she plans out a trip to the Caribbean solely for the purpose of ...... okay, enough preview.
If you want to read more about this, get the book. Or if you have an Android phone, you can conveniently download it from the Reader app for free :D I will continue reading it after work. Hehe. Enjoy!
Again, Happy Birthday Google!! Tomorrow will be my turn! :D
Showing posts with label Everyday life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Everyday life. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
When one door closes another one opens, (I hope) Wheeeeeee!!
I haven't blogged in a while! D: Hello there readers! (Of course, to those who actually read my blog, not that I write interesting things) Anyway, it was a tiring weekend for me. When I said tiring, I do really mean exhausting, energy-draining, soul-sucked-out-of-body kind of tiring. Well, sometimes some things don't turn out as we plan. Like what we have scheduled will sometimes be overlapped with unforeseen circumstances. Not like we want it to be that way. At least for me, I managed to pay my SCREAMyx bill, got a new wireless modem (and yet, it still doesn't work D:), helped my mom bought brooches for her business at "god-foresaken" Jalan TAR, visited and took care of my sick nieces and nephew, took care of my little cousin and her sister for one night, play with my cat and spend a little bit of time with my boyfriend. What I meant to say was, being next to him physically but soul out lingering in dream world. Poor baby =(
Okay, so it seems like my life was a bit upside down at the moment. Not a bit, but a lot. I am trying to keep myself sane, trying to fix it. Not like I haven't tried, but it doesn't seem to work. Maybe I haven't try hard enough (oh come on....)
Long story short, I'm trying to save up for the 'future'. I'm not gonna say the exact word here because, we don't know what God had plan for us. (us, meaning to say, everyone in general. lol. ) I'm looking for a new placement, somewhere where I can actually boost up my potential instead of just being stagnant. Another 2 more days to my 27th birthday and honestly, I think I have achieved nothing in life. I kept on saying, I've tried! But, I think I never really did. Sometimes, it's easy to just express myself with writing shit like this, as if it's some kind of self-motivation experiment. But, I never get motivated at all!! hahahah!
So I thought, "Hey, what the hell" Life goes on eh. I hope I'll get an opportunity soon.
On a side note, my cat, Yukki is so adorable. Will post up some pics of him later :D
Okay, so it seems like my life was a bit upside down at the moment. Not a bit, but a lot. I am trying to keep myself sane, trying to fix it. Not like I haven't tried, but it doesn't seem to work. Maybe I haven't try hard enough (oh come on....)
Long story short, I'm trying to save up for the 'future'. I'm not gonna say the exact word here because, we don't know what God had plan for us. (us, meaning to say, everyone in general. lol. ) I'm looking for a new placement, somewhere where I can actually boost up my potential instead of just being stagnant. Another 2 more days to my 27th birthday and honestly, I think I have achieved nothing in life. I kept on saying, I've tried! But, I think I never really did. Sometimes, it's easy to just express myself with writing shit like this, as if it's some kind of self-motivation experiment. But, I never get motivated at all!! hahahah!
So I thought, "Hey, what the hell" Life goes on eh. I hope I'll get an opportunity soon.
On a side note, my cat, Yukki is so adorable. Will post up some pics of him later :D
Monday, July 25, 2011
Venting =_=
I'm not gonna deny how screwed up of a person I am. It's when I'm really in deep shit, only will I think of God. Not that I don't have Him in my mind and heart. Well, you know what I mean. For those who read this and think they are like me, well, we are human, as long as we realized it, we're ok. For those who read this and think they are not like me (which means, you think you're superior, awesome and pious) well, good for you, may you be like that for the rest of your life. Now, how many of you think life is unfair (ah... no need to throw popcorn)
They say, God gives you challenges and difficulties in life only when He knows that you can handle it. How and what you should do depends on you. Sometimes (most of the time, I mean) I can handle it well. But a triple combo buried me deep into the ground, I think it will take some time for me to get up and start walking again. Most of the time I feel used and abused. Sometimes, I feel blessed with people I have around me who supports me in everything I do and back me up when ever I'm in deep shit.
Sometimes, we can't stop people from labelling us or thinking we're some kind of an alien. It's what they call "Freedom of Speech". I was once called a "Venusian" by an unidentified microorganism (who isn't so human himself... jeez.. ). Sometimes I wonder, what I did wrong, so bad that it seems like the whole universe is going against me. (oh well =_= i think everybody feels the same. ) I've never felt so much hate and discrimination against me before. Who am I to complain when I have nothing at all and I'm just a mere human being who isn't as great as any other I know.
I'm not asking to be defended because I don't think I did anything wrong that I need someone to defend me. If God wanted me to be born this way, then does anyone has the right to question God's will?
If you question what is written in the book of fate, doesn't that make you go against God? I'm very disappointed, sad and depressed with the whole situation and I don't usually bother about it, but this time, it's a big thing for me.
Btw, on an unrelated matter, after 26 years, my mom still doesn't understand me. I'm disappointed. But well, by saying this, it must have sounded like I'm that kind of kid, you know. The Bad Kid Who Is Never Thankful For Everything She Got. blegh. See how people judge, from the outside. They never ask! They Assume. Now you wanna ask about the reason behind the rapid increase in statistics of educated individuals in mental institutions or suicidal cases in the world? You should know the answer already. Because no one listens.
Well I have to agree with the counter measure people take in avoiding these kind of cases like having those 1-800-call-me-if-u-feel-like-jumping-off-a-building care-line. But, what these people need is to talk and understood by people they love.
(Just to be clear,This is NOT a suicide note =_=) But I do feel like cutting it short is the simplest way to forget everything. More like, not living at all. Like Freddie said "Mama.... I don't wanna die, but sometimes wish I've never been born at all"
They say, God gives you challenges and difficulties in life only when He knows that you can handle it. How and what you should do depends on you. Sometimes (most of the time, I mean) I can handle it well. But a triple combo buried me deep into the ground, I think it will take some time for me to get up and start walking again. Most of the time I feel used and abused. Sometimes, I feel blessed with people I have around me who supports me in everything I do and back me up when ever I'm in deep shit.
Sometimes, we can't stop people from labelling us or thinking we're some kind of an alien. It's what they call "Freedom of Speech". I was once called a "Venusian" by an unidentified microorganism (who isn't so human himself... jeez.. ). Sometimes I wonder, what I did wrong, so bad that it seems like the whole universe is going against me. (oh well =_= i think everybody feels the same. ) I've never felt so much hate and discrimination against me before. Who am I to complain when I have nothing at all and I'm just a mere human being who isn't as great as any other I know.
I'm not asking to be defended because I don't think I did anything wrong that I need someone to defend me. If God wanted me to be born this way, then does anyone has the right to question God's will?
If you question what is written in the book of fate, doesn't that make you go against God? I'm very disappointed, sad and depressed with the whole situation and I don't usually bother about it, but this time, it's a big thing for me.
Btw, on an unrelated matter, after 26 years, my mom still doesn't understand me. I'm disappointed. But well, by saying this, it must have sounded like I'm that kind of kid, you know. The Bad Kid Who Is Never Thankful For Everything She Got. blegh. See how people judge, from the outside. They never ask! They Assume. Now you wanna ask about the reason behind the rapid increase in statistics of educated individuals in mental institutions or suicidal cases in the world? You should know the answer already. Because no one listens.
Well I have to agree with the counter measure people take in avoiding these kind of cases like having those 1-800-call-me-if-u-feel-like-jumping-off-a-building care-line. But, what these people need is to talk and understood by people they love.
(Just to be clear,This is NOT a suicide note =_=) But I do feel like cutting it short is the simplest way to forget everything. More like, not living at all. Like Freddie said "Mama.... I don't wanna die, but sometimes wish I've never been born at all"
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Bon Jovi - Thank You For Loving Me
Good Morning World! It's 7:38am and I have to admit, it's too early to wake up because it's a Sunday! It's a beautiful Sunday!!!! Anyway, I just got back from Ipoh, a random adventure I must say. LastFriday at 4pm I suddenly felt like buying a one way ticket to Ipoh because I missed that certain someone really bad. (Of course he wasn't amused with the whole thing after being trolled. LOL. Sorry dear) I stayed at Mama's (PsychoKuukie) place on Saturday morning (yes, morning), hung out with her for a while and then killed time at Jusco Kinta City, playing Wordsearch at Coffee Bean while waiting for that certain someone to finish work =)
I've never done this kind of things before. LOL. I'm a poor unromantic and hahaha, after yesterday, I promise I will not do this kind of things anymore without telling him. (I don't wanna come between a man and his plans =_=) Ah well, what's done is done.
Btw, hahahaha I actually wanna post this song for that special someone. (And for everyone else, enjoy this song because Bon Jovi is damnhot awesome. XD
I've never done this kind of things before. LOL. I'm a poor unromantic and hahaha, after yesterday, I promise I will not do this kind of things anymore without telling him. (I don't wanna come between a man and his plans =_=) Ah well, what's done is done.
Btw, hahahaha I actually wanna post this song for that special someone. (And for everyone else, enjoy this song because Bon Jovi is damn
Friday, May 27, 2011
It started out as...
"It started out as a feeling...
which then grew into a hope...
which then turned into a quiet thought...
which then turned into a quiet word...
And then that word grew louder and louder til there was a battle cry... "
- The Call (Regina Spektor)
which then grew into a hope...
which then turned into a quiet thought...
which then turned into a quiet word...
And then that word grew louder and louder til there was a battle cry... "
- The Call (Regina Spektor)
I love the lyrics in this song. It gives me courage to go on and fight my so-called 'battle' :D
This song is one of the OST for The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian, sung by Regina Spektor. If you're wondering "Where in the movie was this song played?" Well, it's in the end where the 4 siblings had to go back and when the
I believe the words are true. I'm currently riding on the wave of happiness. I just hope it will last long :3 At least, I am happy... for now :3
Are you the source of my happiness? <3
Thursday, April 28, 2011
AFT: Away From Twitter
So I have been missing from the Internet world for a bit. =_= This time, I took a break from Twitter. Unbelievable, I know. Hahaha. I used to have this "can't live without Twitter" thing but it faded. "Why?" I wonder. Twitter is addictive, I know. To me, my everyday routine would be to say "Ohayou!" to all my followers on Twitter, and that is the first thing I'll do even before I brush my teeth in the morning. And then, I'd be replying mentions (overdue would be at least within 12 hours =_=) or DMs. All day long, I'd be spouting sh*t on things I'd do and did or posting pictures but mostly spouting sh*t on Twitter. And of course, I'd say "Oyasumi" when I wanna go to bed or at least when I'm not sleeping on the keyboard (and have 'A' 'S' 'D' 'F' on my face in the morning). And for as long as it lasted, I got use to this life and it wasn't bad at all. Somehow, since last week, I sort of, got bored(?) no, that's not the word, more like I don't feel like going on Twitter. I don't wanna read stuff on Twitter because they make me go asdf for no reason at all D: and some things reminded me of stuff that shouldn't be happening at all.
Some reasons might be things like "I don't wanna read nonsense" or "stuff on Twitter makes me asdfasdf all the time" but everybody posts nonsense on Twitter and you can't help but be asdfied by it. Maybe I should specifically say stuff like "I don't wanna read nonsense from certain people, or a certain somebody". Then you will come up with stuff like "Just block/mute them" :3 I can't. Because my followers and the people I'm following are important to me. Maybe I'm trying my best to avoid some things. Things I couldn't say because it's too personal :3 Or maybe I'm just avoiding some people. Maybe. I don't know. I don't know why exactly.
Being too focused on it makes me feel like my life only revolves around it. It's as if I have no real life to run and my life runs on the computer. Not to mention I have to look at the computer almost 20hrs a day. like FUCK. Seriously, before there was Twitter (or the thing the call social networks), there's this thing called cellphones. And I was seriously satisfied with just text message alerts. But now, my phone doesn't rang as much and I don't often get text messages because ppl Tweet! D: And I check Twitter every second of the day, well, I used to D: (and I'm not that free... but then?! D: Naze? Naze na no? Naze na no yooooo???) I just can't get away from it! Oh just to add to that, Social Networks kill real friendships.
What makes me feel worse is, I'm pretty busy with work and all and when I come home every night, I see no one at home. Just furnitures. D: And what's the first thing I would do when I reach home? Login to Twitter and type "Tadaima". OTZ.... Yeah. That's when foreveralone.jpg comes in as a 15mb picture. Dinner? How about dinner you ask? Don't you go out with friends, you ask? Well, Dinner is : 1-300-88-6555(Nando's) or 1-300-888-333(Domino's) D: Everyone has their own life to run.
As complicated as it sounds, the easiest way to solve this is to... well, avoid it. To run away from it. To treat it as if it never existed! (OK. this is impossible). Re-evaluate my life. Set my priorities. I'm not 17! I'm 17 + 10!! D: And I have 1 grayhair! I know some ppl are worried about me because I suddenly disappear. I'm sorry guys, and don't worry about me. I'm fine. I just need time out. * hugs *
And to #Uchikazoku, Thank you for worrying about me, as the head of the family (cough) I'm sorry for disappearing without notice. I'll be back soon, I promise.
And to my friends: To those who texted my phone, you guys are the best! I get text message alerts! hahahahahaha!!! To those who constantly MSN-ing, gtalk-ing me to see if I'm ok, you guys are awesome. To those who asked around because they haven't seen me, you guys are great! Thank you.
To those who didn't even realize I've been missing, thanks for making me realize I'm not an important existence in you life. Arigatou, soshite arigatou.
P/s: Being away from Twitter is calming :3
Some reasons might be things like "I don't wanna read nonsense" or "stuff on Twitter makes me asdfasdf all the time" but everybody posts nonsense on Twitter and you can't help but be asdfied by it. Maybe I should specifically say stuff like "I don't wanna read nonsense from certain people, or a certain somebody". Then you will come up with stuff like "Just block/mute them" :3 I can't. Because my followers and the people I'm following are important to me. Maybe I'm trying my best to avoid some things. Things I couldn't say because it's too personal :3 Or maybe I'm just avoiding some people. Maybe. I don't know. I don't know why exactly.
Being too focused on it makes me feel like my life only revolves around it. It's as if I have no real life to run and my life runs on the computer. Not to mention I have to look at the computer almost 20hrs a day. like FUCK. Seriously, before there was Twitter (or the thing the call social networks), there's this thing called cellphones. And I was seriously satisfied with just text message alerts. But now, my phone doesn't rang as much and I don't often get text messages because ppl Tweet! D: And I check Twitter every second of the day, well, I used to D: (and I'm not that free... but then?! D: Naze? Naze na no? Naze na no yooooo???) I just can't get away from it! Oh just to add to that, Social Networks kill real friendships.
What makes me feel worse is, I'm pretty busy with work and all and when I come home every night, I see no one at home. Just furnitures. D: And what's the first thing I would do when I reach home? Login to Twitter and type "Tadaima". OTZ.... Yeah. That's when foreveralone.jpg comes in as a 15mb picture. Dinner? How about dinner you ask? Don't you go out with friends, you ask? Well, Dinner is : 1-300-88-6555(Nando's) or 1-300-888-333(Domino's) D: Everyone has their own life to run.
As complicated as it sounds, the easiest way to solve this is to... well, avoid it. To run away from it. To treat it as if it never existed! (OK. this is impossible). Re-evaluate my life. Set my priorities. I'm not 17! I'm 17 + 10!! D: And I have 1 grayhair! I know some ppl are worried about me because I suddenly disappear. I'm sorry guys, and don't worry about me. I'm fine. I just need time out. * hugs *
And to #Uchikazoku, Thank you for worrying about me, as the head of the family (cough) I'm sorry for disappearing without notice. I'll be back soon, I promise.
And to my friends: To those who texted my phone, you guys are the best! I get text message alerts! hahahahahaha!!! To those who constantly MSN-ing, gtalk-ing me to see if I'm ok, you guys are awesome. To those who asked around because they haven't seen me, you guys are great! Thank you.
To those who didn't even realize I've been missing, thanks for making me realize I'm not an important existence in you life. Arigatou, soshite arigatou.
P/s: Being away from Twitter is calming :3
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
((o(^o^)o)) -----> Ruru On Hyper Mode
Today is the 23rd of March 2011. Another day before my trip back home. I was so excited I couldn't sleep last night. (Another reason would be, I was too exhausted, I even yelled for a foot massage in the middle of the night) LOL! It's been almost three years since the last time I went home (as in my hometown). It's not very far away from where I'm residing, it's only an hour and 40 mins by plane. You must be wondering why haven't I been back for 3 years even though it's THAT near? Well, no need to dwell on the past. I'm finally ready to go home!!! ( que: L'Arc~en~Ciel - Link (KISS MIX) in the background)
I wonder if my housekey still works. LOL! I wonder how my room looks like now! I heard it looked like hell. That's what my mom said, coz she went back a couple of weeks ago. I wonder if my room still smells like lavender in-scent (I doubt it =_=). I wonder if my L'Arc's posters are still alive (maybe they faded already). And my hat collection! Oh wait! My legendary desktop. Wonder if that still works. Ahhh~~ I'm so excited. Most importantly, I wanna reminisce about the old times when I was still living in that house. About my late grandfather. About the things we cousins do when all of us were still talking to each other. LOL. Don't ask. Ok moving on.
Coincidentally, there is an event that will be held this Saturday in accordance to Earth Hour and Dented (my band) are going to perform that night! So tomorrow night (once I reach Kuching International Airport), I am scheduled to be kidnapped by Dented and I will have crash-course "Guitar for Idiots" with Momo since I haven't touched guitar since, er... forever? No I'm kidding. Since years ago. Again, I lied. I just haven't practiced for the performance. OTZ...
When we talk about my hometown, Kuching a.k.a the Nyaaa~ City, it's all about THE FOOD! Well to me it is! ahahah!! * must think of counter strategy for all the food I will consume! * I will update it all in the blog or realtime update on twitpic/twitter :D
For whatever reason it is, I can't wait to go home.
(Though Imma miss a few ppl like everyone in #Uchikazoku, Skype fellows, Yancha sekai de ichiban dai suki na akuma no ero petto Yukikun, Fuku-kaichou Peace, Idol Piro pyon, Kaichou Kururugi, Yamada sensei, Futago-chan, Nyanmaru, Gatekeeper) Le sigh.
I wonder if my housekey still works. LOL! I wonder how my room looks like now! I heard it looked like hell. That's what my mom said, coz she went back a couple of weeks ago. I wonder if my room still smells like lavender in-scent (I doubt it =_=). I wonder if my L'Arc's posters are still alive (maybe they faded already). And my hat collection! Oh wait! My legendary desktop. Wonder if that still works. Ahhh~~ I'm so excited. Most importantly, I wanna reminisce about the old times when I was still living in that house. About my late grandfather. About the things we cousins do when all of us were still talking to each other. LOL. Don't ask. Ok moving on.
Coincidentally, there is an event that will be held this Saturday in accordance to Earth Hour and Dented (my band) are going to perform that night! So tomorrow night (once I reach Kuching International Airport), I am scheduled to be kidnapped by Dented and I will have crash-course "Guitar for Idiots" with Momo since I haven't touched guitar since, er... forever? No I'm kidding. Since years ago. Again, I lied. I just haven't practiced for the performance. OTZ...
When we talk about my hometown, Kuching a.k.a the Nyaaa~ City, it's all about THE FOOD! Well to me it is! ahahah!! * must think of counter strategy for all the food I will consume! * I will update it all in the blog or realtime update on twitpic/twitter :D
For whatever reason it is, I can't wait to go home.
(Though Imma miss a few ppl like everyone in #Uchikazoku, Skype fellows, Yancha sekai de ichiban dai suki na akuma no ero petto Yukikun, Fuku-kaichou Peace, Idol Piro pyon, Kaichou Kururugi, Yamada sensei, Futago-chan, Nyanmaru, Gatekeeper) Le sigh.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Out of sight, Out of mind?
My mother usually says something like "Out of sight, out of mind" when she talks to me over the phone, especially when I am far, far, far away from home just because she doesn't want me to feel sad or homesick. She said, chanting it everyday and planting it in my head would give me positive feedback so I can actually focus on the things I should be focusing on and not be distracted by petty things like missing my cat or missing my bed or my loved ones.
NOT A POTTY ONE BUT YET ANOTHER EMO ENTRY OTZ. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
So this thing happened to me 3 days ago where it almost killed me inside. I thought it did. I've been suffocating and wrapped in this vacuum-like confusion for almost a month now. Walking on a narrow fence, thinking which side to fall to. I never dare to pull the trigger because I don't want to lose what I hold dear but somehow the other side cut loose. Without any explanation. Without telling me why. I was too shocked to think and react. I didn't know why the other side did that. We did sorta have a small argument, not even an argument I think. I stopped questioning. I finished the whole thing with just one statement "Sou...". Yup. Just "Sou..." and the other side had to justify themselves. Why... If you did not do that, the argument wouldn't have break and we would still be at peace wouldn't we?
And so the other side found the shortest solution. Just like someone I knEw from long ago who also did the same thing to me. Blocked/Deleted me from contacts. Is it me or this is ONE FAMOUS GODDAMN SOLUTION? So you think this solves everything?
I don't wanna go through this again after the first time. BUT IT REOCCURRED. Funny isn't it?? If you talk about KARMA, I never once EVER DELETED A GODDAMN SOUL in my contacts. NEVER. It makes me think that people are morons. Real people are morons and selfish being. Some people don't like to be appreciated and they probably hate it that you're being concerned, affectionate towards them. It's not troublesome. It's not annoying. It's not irritating. Only those with a stone heart would think so.
So back to, "Out of sight, out of mind". I believe my mother's theory doesn't work on me. Even when the other side is 'out of sight' they still remain in my brain. I tried suppressing it for 3 days. I cracked the shell last night. I admit that I miss the other side but there is nothing I can do about. It's up the them.
NOT A POTTY ONE BUT YET ANOTHER EMO ENTRY OTZ. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
So this thing happened to me 3 days ago where it almost killed me inside. I thought it did. I've been suffocating and wrapped in this vacuum-like confusion for almost a month now. Walking on a narrow fence, thinking which side to fall to. I never dare to pull the trigger because I don't want to lose what I hold dear but somehow the other side cut loose. Without any explanation. Without telling me why. I was too shocked to think and react. I didn't know why the other side did that. We did sorta have a small argument, not even an argument I think. I stopped questioning. I finished the whole thing with just one statement "Sou...". Yup. Just "Sou..." and the other side had to justify themselves. Why... If you did not do that, the argument wouldn't have break and we would still be at peace wouldn't we?
And so the other side found the shortest solution. Just like someone I knEw from long ago who also did the same thing to me. Blocked/Deleted me from contacts. Is it me or this is ONE FAMOUS GODDAMN SOLUTION? So you think this solves everything?
I don't wanna go through this again after the first time. BUT IT REOCCURRED. Funny isn't it?? If you talk about KARMA, I never once EVER DELETED A GODDAMN SOUL in my contacts. NEVER. It makes me think that people are morons. Real people are morons and selfish being. Some people don't like to be appreciated and they probably hate it that you're being concerned, affectionate towards them. It's not troublesome. It's not annoying. It's not irritating. Only those with a stone heart would think so.
So back to, "Out of sight, out of mind". I believe my mother's theory doesn't work on me. Even when the other side is 'out of sight' they still remain in my brain. I tried suppressing it for 3 days. I cracked the shell last night. I admit that I miss the other side but there is nothing I can do about. It's up the them.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
Training is over. Now back to work =_=
Where have I been...
I have been away from my base for training at IBM Innovative Centre last 3 days and man, was the training interesting. Learned so much about technical stuff (which was not really related to my current job) but was damn interesting. I began to think I should write to IBM and work for them. LOL. Like any other leading IT company, IBM too has what seems to be a hectic working environment (So I thought, when I first arrived at the Centre). What made me think that way? You have to queue up to get to the lift. And everytime you get your chance to go in the lift, it's always packed. What makes me more interested in IBM was, everytime I got in the lift there's a 90% chance that I'll bump into a Japanese (or Korean =_=). Wait.... now that I think about it, maybe I should work in Japan instead.
People I met...
So during the training, I became friends with the lady who sat next to me. She's a very nice person, buys me vending machine coffee everyday, helped me with some lab stuff. Ahaha!! Ok, no. Not because she buys me coffee everyday. She is a nice person. We were in the same wave once we started to talk. She's married with a kid. I seriously thought she was a Malay until the final day when we went to Shojikiya together and when she was paying for her stuff, she was speaking Chinese to the cashier. I was shocked. Her Malay language was perfect! Perfect Slang. Perfect intonation. Perfect sentence formation. Much much much better than my Malay. =_= * shocked * Then only I asked what her last name was, and then, yes, I was 100% sure, she is Chinese. =)
What I miss most...
This would definitely be the 1 1/2hour lunch time where I get to eat Japanese food and watch Athrun Zala at home. Since IBMIC is only 5 minutes drive from my loft, I decided to go back and watch Anime before going back to lab at 1.30pm. Apart from it would be eating all the nice Japanese food everyday and the late start and early end routine. OH! And also, the vending machine of course. hahaha!! And definitely, listening to people in IBM (Malaysians especially) speaking Japanese and Korean like it's our national language. It amazes me T____T Well, I wish that person would speak (as in verbally) Japanese to me, I would definitely love to hear it =)
I have been away from my base for training at IBM Innovative Centre last 3 days and man, was the training interesting. Learned so much about technical stuff (which was not really related to my current job) but was damn interesting. I began to think I should write to IBM and work for them. LOL. Like any other leading IT company, IBM too has what seems to be a hectic working environment (So I thought, when I first arrived at the Centre). What made me think that way? You have to queue up to get to the lift. And everytime you get your chance to go in the lift, it's always packed. What makes me more interested in IBM was, everytime I got in the lift there's a 90% chance that I'll bump into a Japanese (or Korean =_=). Wait.... now that I think about it, maybe I should work in Japan instead.
People I met...
So during the training, I became friends with the lady who sat next to me. She's a very nice person, buys me vending machine coffee everyday, helped me with some lab stuff. Ahaha!! Ok, no. Not because she buys me coffee everyday. She is a nice person. We were in the same wave once we started to talk. She's married with a kid. I seriously thought she was a Malay until the final day when we went to Shojikiya together and when she was paying for her stuff, she was speaking Chinese to the cashier. I was shocked. Her Malay language was perfect! Perfect Slang. Perfect intonation. Perfect sentence formation. Much much much better than my Malay. =_= * shocked * Then only I asked what her last name was, and then, yes, I was 100% sure, she is Chinese. =)
What I miss most...
This would definitely be the 1 1/2hour lunch time where I get to eat Japanese food and watch Athrun Zala at home. Since IBMIC is only 5 minutes drive from my loft, I decided to go back and watch Anime before going back to lab at 1.30pm. Apart from it would be eating all the nice Japanese food everyday and the late start and early end routine. OH! And also, the vending machine of course. hahaha!! And definitely, listening to people in IBM (Malaysians especially) speaking Japanese and Korean like it's our national language. It amazes me T____T Well, I wish that person would speak (as in verbally) Japanese to me, I would definitely love to hear it =)
Friday, November 5, 2010
Part 1: Random Entry - Early bird
Woke up pretty early on a public holiday =_=. I planned to go to Starbucks but I was a bit too lazy to drive out. Oh, and Starbucks around this area only opens at 10AM. Besides, not waking up on my own bed makes my day a bit, off? hahaha... I'm currently trying to "getaway from the world" in which, I obviously failed flawlessly last night. The whole reason of "putting everything in a jar for a while" was to get my mind away from what I think distracts me or what I would simply say "dragged me out of my normal pace". Before I finally cut the connection with the world last night (which again, I failed tremendously) I was simply putting my fate on the fence, as I usually do. I prayed hard that if what I did was the right thing that God would simply give a simple sign, at least try to make a blockhead like me understand that everything happens for a reason. And that everything that comes from Him are good, and the bad are simply from the weaker being like us.
Well, as far as things went last night, God did show me a huge sign of which I think is quite obvious for me to actually accept it as something good. I can't put it in words, but I'm pretty happy with the outcome. I woke up happy this morning (except for the backache from sharing a bed with my niece and then moving to the floor and then up the bed again). I used to say i feel "pink" which to me resembles the joyful aura but now, I feel "YELLOW" <3 because Yellow makes me happy and Yellow is sunshine =)
Well, as far as things went last night, God did show me a huge sign of which I think is quite obvious for me to actually accept it as something good. I can't put it in words, but I'm pretty happy with the outcome. I woke up happy this morning (except for the backache from sharing a bed with my niece and then moving to the floor and then up the bed again). I used to say i feel "pink" which to me resembles the joyful aura but now, I feel "YELLOW" <3 because Yellow makes me happy and Yellow is sunshine =)
Thursday, November 4, 2010
What Athrun Zala and I have in common
What is the most disturbing thing that bothers you in your entire life?
This is probably a general question. If you think it's boring, then stop reading. I'm sure everyone has their own odd answers with very odd but good reasons to what they are about to come up with. As for me, I find this one particular thing very disturbing. It hurts me entirely and I'm sure for me this is the only thing I (or maybe everyone) want to avoid of being or treated as. The one thing that bothers me the most in life is being a deuteragonist.
Although I'm not the type that really works her ass off to be the first in everything, at least to some people and some things which I think is important to me, I want to be first among others. Born in a small family as a SECOND child (also the youngest) doesn't give me any priority at all to being the first. As sad as how the story will go (oh gosh, here comes the emo Aki) being who and where I am today, doesn't change the fact that I am STILL, at least if not, the second in everything.
My brother, Kuro-nii is the first born son in the family. The first grandson. The first to get married. The first to have kids. The first to have the FIRST born son. Sigh. Ok, so that's how his book of life is written. Everyone should be happy about it right? And as for me, I do have some "First" of my own, which also contributed to some of the success stories in the family, but of course, it's not as significant. More like a "meh..." * shrugs * and the things that I achieved, will be seconded by others. And these clonesactually did better, well, maybe close to it but not better.
As a normal human being who is self-conscious about everything and of the surroundings, I sometimes, no, most of the time, compare myself to almost everything and everyone. Some think, this is normal and healthy but we work our mind to the furthest extend. One can never be satisfied with what they have. So, I usually compare myself (or the love my parents give) to what my brother (and his family) receive. For example, Mom sometimes mistaken my sports day to Kuro-nii's. He did outshines everyone on the track and he was the "BEST" runner in both primary and secondary school. He always got FIRST in class. Unlike me, I don't run. I jump. The only sport I participated in primary school was long jump. And I got... THIRD. And Mom said, "Abang not only ran in school, I think he did long jump too". Well, he never did long jump. He only RUNS, MOM. =_= Sometimes, the smallest thing ruined my castle in the sky. Which made me come to the conclusion of not being loved by Mom and Dad. Okay, I know that sounded pathetic.
So, when I was in a relationship, I was also being treated as secondary to other things. Like WORK, for example. Did you know how much that hurts, to be compared to things. Intangible things. Also, to be forgotten.What of all the things and time I have sacrificed? (I'm gonna skip this part. I'm tearing up T___T)
I am not a good person and that's a fact. And I've always wanted to improve myself and not be stagnant. I am also human and fragile inside as a matter of fact. (I may be grunge on the outside. haha) So, I never dreamed of being the heroine in any movie or drama or anime or manga. I just want to be remembered. For who I am. For what I did. For what I have given. For some things and for some people that I adore, I just wish to be that one thing that at least to the point of importance, if not primary. But never a secondary below other things.
This is probably a general question. If you think it's boring, then stop reading. I'm sure everyone has their own odd answers with very odd but good reasons to what they are about to come up with. As for me, I find this one particular thing very disturbing. It hurts me entirely and I'm sure for me this is the only thing I (or maybe everyone) want to avoid of being or treated as. The one thing that bothers me the most in life is being a deuteragonist.
Although I'm not the type that really works her ass off to be the first in everything, at least to some people and some things which I think is important to me, I want to be first among others. Born in a small family as a SECOND child (also the youngest) doesn't give me any priority at all to being the first. As sad as how the story will go (oh gosh, here comes the emo Aki) being who and where I am today, doesn't change the fact that I am STILL, at least if not, the second in everything.
My brother, Kuro-nii is the first born son in the family. The first grandson. The first to get married. The first to have kids. The first to have the FIRST born son. Sigh. Ok, so that's how his book of life is written. Everyone should be happy about it right? And as for me, I do have some "First" of my own, which also contributed to some of the success stories in the family, but of course, it's not as significant. More like a "meh..." * shrugs * and the things that I achieved, will be seconded by others. And these clones
As a normal human being who is self-conscious about everything and of the surroundings, I sometimes, no, most of the time, compare myself to almost everything and everyone. Some think, this is normal and healthy but we work our mind to the furthest extend. One can never be satisfied with what they have. So, I usually compare myself (or the love my parents give) to what my brother (and his family) receive. For example, Mom sometimes mistaken my sports day to Kuro-nii's. He did outshines everyone on the track and he was the "BEST" runner in both primary and secondary school. He always got FIRST in class. Unlike me, I don't run. I jump. The only sport I participated in primary school was long jump. And I got... THIRD. And Mom said, "Abang not only ran in school, I think he did long jump too". Well, he never did long jump. He only RUNS, MOM. =_= Sometimes, the smallest thing ruined my castle in the sky. Which made me come to the conclusion of not being loved by Mom and Dad. Okay, I know that sounded pathetic.
So, when I was in a relationship, I was also being treated as secondary to other things. Like WORK, for example. Did you know how much that hurts, to be compared to things. Intangible things. Also, to be forgotten.What of all the things and time I have sacrificed? (I'm gonna skip this part. I'm tearing up T___T)
I am not a good person and that's a fact. And I've always wanted to improve myself and not be stagnant. I am also human and fragile inside as a matter of fact. (I may be grunge on the outside. haha) So, I never dreamed of being the heroine in any movie or drama or anime or manga. I just want to be remembered. For who I am. For what I did. For what I have given. For some things and for some people that I adore, I just wish to be that one thing that at least to the point of importance, if not primary. But never a secondary below other things.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Life-update: The business that kills...
It's been a month since I last posted anything on Kyou no ato ni kyou nashi. Not to mention, other blogs which I was supposed to maintain. (Pfft.... so much for responsibilities). I'm not gonna go on "I've been soooooooooo busy lately that I forgot to feed my cat" thingy again, but seriously. My life has gone berserk.
It seems like I'm stuck in this pentagon (no.. hexagon? octagon?) called life where everyone else is facing it flawlessly (or not) but I know I'm not. I'm not sure if it's too late to say this, but even so, every now and then I'm stuck at the corner and I can't seem to find my way out. (Thus, the pentagon)
I've been busy doing all sorts of things (which also includes "orchestrating the rebellion") but with no avail. I mean I've been trying for the past 6 months (hahahah!! i think i did... maybe in 6 mnths I only tried twice or trice)
This one's gonna be a short one coz I'm also busy catching up with my anime. hahahaha!!
Just another update before I go, I'm currently training for KL Marathon 2010. Wahahaha!! I'm serious. Don't laugh.
It seems like I'm stuck in this pentagon (no.. hexagon? octagon?) called life where everyone else is facing it flawlessly (or not) but I know I'm not. I'm not sure if it's too late to say this, but even so, every now and then I'm stuck at the corner and I can't seem to find my way out. (Thus, the pentagon)
I've been busy doing all sorts of things (which also includes "orchestrating the rebellion") but with no avail. I mean I've been trying for the past 6 months (hahahah!! i think i did... maybe in 6 mnths I only tried twice or trice)
This one's gonna be a short one coz I'm also busy catching up with my anime. hahahaha!!
Just another update before I go, I'm currently training for KL Marathon 2010. Wahahaha!! I'm serious. Don't laugh.
Friday, February 12, 2010
When Tigers ROAR!
Yeay! It's not new year until it's Chinese New Year!! This is my first post for the year 2010.
EDIT: okay.. so it's not the first post. I lied.
I realized that it had to wait THAT long. You know, one and a half months. What's that all about? I've been busy(-ing) myself with orchestrating a rebellion. But I was defeated by viral fever for a week so the rebellion had to wait. I'm pumped up this week so hopefully something WILL happen. (Praying hard). In the mean time, I'll update what's been happening for the past 1 1/2 months I was gone (away from the blog). And... not that there's anything much going on.
January, Dad's been forcing me into an army-camp-like training. It started when he dragged me out of bed because I think he realized that I'm turning into and 80 year old bottle of elixir. (Why elixir? Don't ask. I can't think of anything else that sounds 'old' and.... well... elixir isn't really a good example of 'rotten') The best thing about this training is that, my theory on "I can't run because I have asthma and my knees are suffering from something-I-don't-know-what-you-call-it" turned out to be FALSE! The real reason why I can't run is simply because I. AM. LAZY!
You know the saying, "You can do it, if you want to do it" ? Well, this really applies here. LOL.
During the army-camp-like training, I've only been living on yogurt and yogurt drinks. WHY you asked? Well, nothing in particular. (Not that I am PARTICULARLY afraid of food.. or anything like that). I mean, I think it's good to maintain a good diet while I'm actually having this training you know, not that I'm on a diet or anything like that. ( clears throat )
I guess that's pretty much it. The summary of 1 1/2 months. I can't seem to get myself to be like the usual. My body is still suffering from the aftermath of the viral fever and I'm currently fighting - hives. It's very rare to happen. Once it's there you'll feel like shedding a new skin. Night time would be the worst time especially the combination of being sleepy or/and itchy. Be happy if you're married or staying with a man. At least someones is there to help keep your mind away from the itchiness in many, many ways. Hahahah!!!!
Okay.. forget about it. The next post will be about something more entertaining!
Gong Xi Fa Chai 2010!! RAWRRRRRR!!!
EDIT: okay.. so it's not the first post. I lied.
I realized that it had to wait THAT long. You know, one and a half months. What's that all about? I've been busy(-ing) myself with orchestrating a rebellion. But I was defeated by viral fever for a week so the rebellion had to wait. I'm pumped up this week so hopefully something WILL happen. (Praying hard). In the mean time, I'll update what's been happening for the past 1 1/2 months I was gone (away from the blog). And... not that there's anything much going on.
January, Dad's been forcing me into an army-camp-like training. It started when he dragged me out of bed because I think he realized that I'm turning into and 80 year old bottle of elixir. (Why elixir? Don't ask. I can't think of anything else that sounds 'old' and.... well... elixir isn't really a good example of 'rotten') The best thing about this training is that, my theory on "I can't run because I have asthma and my knees are suffering from something-I-don't-know-what-you-call-it" turned out to be FALSE! The real reason why I can't run is simply because I. AM. LAZY!
You know the saying, "You can do it, if you want to do it" ? Well, this really applies here. LOL.
During the army-camp-like training, I've only been living on yogurt and yogurt drinks. WHY you asked? Well, nothing in particular. (Not that I am PARTICULARLY afraid of food.. or anything like that). I mean, I think it's good to maintain a good diet while I'm actually having this training you know, not that I'm on a diet or anything like that. ( clears throat )
I guess that's pretty much it. The summary of 1 1/2 months. I can't seem to get myself to be like the usual. My body is still suffering from the aftermath of the viral fever and I'm currently fighting - hives. It's very rare to happen. Once it's there you'll feel like shedding a new skin. Night time would be the worst time especially the combination of being sleepy or/and itchy. Be happy if you're married or staying with a man. At least someones is there to help keep your mind away from the itchiness in many, many ways. Hahahah!!!!
Okay.. forget about it. The next post will be about something more entertaining!
Gong Xi Fa Chai 2010!! RAWRRRRRR!!!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Responsibility and Realization
I found something interesting in my "Journal Collection". One of them is titled as Responsibility and I didn't even post it to my blog. (I think I did not). Anyhow, This is something to ponder.
"Would it be so wrong to admit that I am swimming in the sea filled with wonderful feelings, colourful emotions, the sea that promises no heartache, and even if I drowned in it, I will never regret ever living in it? I have never felt that way before. I am not sure whether this statement is correct but from my point of view, there is no such thing as a wonderful life. Even if there is, at some point everyone will at least face the steel bar, or the great wall of life and to get through it will require a great sacrifice. Right now, I am wandering about, not knowing where to go, still not satisfy with life and currently bound to admit to reality. Sitting here having a cup of hot coffee after a long shower, reminiscing. Sometimes I thought living this life could be as simple as reading a book (which reminds me that I need to go to Book Castle to get some paperback). Obviously, that thought is so wrong, but unfortunately, nobody tells us that as we walk this road, we crumble, we fall, we cry and we have to get up by ourselves. And nobody is there to help us.
Let’s talk about responsibilities. What is my responsibility as a human being? (aside from the responsibilities that I have towards God). Which reminds me of what my kawaii little foster brother, Addin had said to a man he saw loitering about after he did his Friday prayer.
Addin: Are you a Muslim?
The man: Yes.
Addin: What is your God’s name?
The man: Allah.
Addin: Isn’t it your responsibility to go for Friday prayer? Why didn’t you?
The man: (speechless)
(Note: Addin is only 7 years old and yes, he talks like an adult. Sometimes he does piss me off with his stories of ancient Romans and the ancestors including World War and Napoleon Bonaparte)
I would seriously kill myself after hearing that from a 7 years old kid (or on the other hand I would kill the kid instead for reminding what an ass I am). His dad (Addin’s dad that is) was speechless too and had to apologize to the man. Hahaha.. I thought that was a funny story after hearing it. But then again, it really hit me. And it made me realize that life is too short to be so careless and irresponsible. But it is still funny though, don’t you think… (really laughing my head off right now).
Actually, I miss my life as an undergraduate student. I want to go back. I realized that is the time I can really ‘lepak’, watch anime, download movies, sleep and the only responsibility I have is towards myself. Now that I’m done with school (gosh… this really reminds me that I’m OLD), I can’t have as much fun as I had in university. There are always rules to break and being carefree in university is the best feeling I have ever had (Warning: Do not be carefree while you’re schooling. It will only get you in trouble. Dame yo. Zettai Dame!).
I have another 7 years before I’m 30 (am I thinking too far?) and I possess and unusual fear of growing up and settling down (and of course I’m running away from this fucked up responsibilities that I happened to be involved with undesirably). Doesn’t it sound sick to know that others' mistake is your responsibilities? I’m not ready to have big responsibilities and it’s not what I want after having a long undesirable life (23 years is considered as long, you know)."
Okay... I just realized that was written over 3 years ago... LOL!!! But whatever...
"Would it be so wrong to admit that I am swimming in the sea filled with wonderful feelings, colourful emotions, the sea that promises no heartache, and even if I drowned in it, I will never regret ever living in it? I have never felt that way before. I am not sure whether this statement is correct but from my point of view, there is no such thing as a wonderful life. Even if there is, at some point everyone will at least face the steel bar, or the great wall of life and to get through it will require a great sacrifice. Right now, I am wandering about, not knowing where to go, still not satisfy with life and currently bound to admit to reality. Sitting here having a cup of hot coffee after a long shower, reminiscing. Sometimes I thought living this life could be as simple as reading a book (which reminds me that I need to go to Book Castle to get some paperback). Obviously, that thought is so wrong, but unfortunately, nobody tells us that as we walk this road, we crumble, we fall, we cry and we have to get up by ourselves. And nobody is there to help us.
Let’s talk about responsibilities. What is my responsibility as a human being? (aside from the responsibilities that I have towards God). Which reminds me of what my kawaii little foster brother, Addin had said to a man he saw loitering about after he did his Friday prayer.
Addin: Are you a Muslim?
The man: Yes.
Addin: What is your God’s name?
The man: Allah.
Addin: Isn’t it your responsibility to go for Friday prayer? Why didn’t you?
The man: (speechless)
(Note: Addin is only 7 years old and yes, he talks like an adult. Sometimes he does piss me off with his stories of ancient Romans and the ancestors including World War and Napoleon Bonaparte)
I would seriously kill myself after hearing that from a 7 years old kid (or on the other hand I would kill the kid instead for reminding what an ass I am). His dad (Addin’s dad that is) was speechless too and had to apologize to the man. Hahaha.. I thought that was a funny story after hearing it. But then again, it really hit me. And it made me realize that life is too short to be so careless and irresponsible. But it is still funny though, don’t you think… (really laughing my head off right now).
Actually, I miss my life as an undergraduate student. I want to go back. I realized that is the time I can really ‘lepak’, watch anime, download movies, sleep and the only responsibility I have is towards myself. Now that I’m done with school (gosh… this really reminds me that I’m OLD), I can’t have as much fun as I had in university. There are always rules to break and being carefree in university is the best feeling I have ever had (Warning: Do not be carefree while you’re schooling. It will only get you in trouble. Dame yo. Zettai Dame!).
I have another 7 years before I’m 30 (am I thinking too far?) and I possess and unusual fear of growing up and settling down (and of course I’m running away from this fucked up responsibilities that I happened to be involved with undesirably). Doesn’t it sound sick to know that others' mistake is your responsibilities? I’m not ready to have big responsibilities and it’s not what I want after having a long undesirable life (23 years is considered as long, you know)."
Okay... I just realized that was written over 3 years ago... LOL!!! But whatever...
Friday, September 4, 2009
Shinra's Curse
It's fairly normal for me and the rest of my family to talk about nonsense and laugh together after break-fast. By then, I'd be really stuffed with food and water that I can't even breath what more to say laugh my head off. Somehow yesterday night wasn't really normal and wasn't really fine with me. We were talking about getting old and yet again, my mother never seize to remind me about getting married, have kids and stuff. She kept reminding me that I'm turning 25 another year older by the end of this month.
I was a bit disturbed by that statement. You know. I told my mom, if there's anything God would give me as a sign of aging I'll accept wrinkles but not having some foreign colour hairgrowth on my head. Very picky aren't we? Well, I love my hair. I don't mind it having ONE of a different colour from the original as in the whole head, but not one or two or three of different colour sticking out from the whole head. So my mom (in her joke tone) said "What if there is one or two growing on your head now". I confidently replied, "Well, that can't be happening. I'm still young." And she stood up and started flipping my hair layer by layer. AND...
Image: Shinra's Curse
There it was, the discovery of the thin platinum protien filament that actually grew (was growing) on my head without me realizing it. Chrys said Shinra's curse is contagious. It's either that or I'm turning into Sephiroth~
I was a bit disturbed by that statement. You know. I told my mom, if there's anything God would give me as a sign of aging I'll accept wrinkles but not having some foreign colour hairgrowth on my head. Very picky aren't we? Well, I love my hair. I don't mind it having ONE of a different colour from the original as in the whole head, but not one or two or three of different colour sticking out from the whole head. So my mom (in her joke tone) said "What if there is one or two growing on your head now". I confidently replied, "Well, that can't be happening. I'm still young." And she stood up and started flipping my hair layer by layer. AND...
Image: Shinra's Curse
There it was, the discovery of the thin platinum protien filament that actually grew (was growing) on my head without me realizing it. Chrys said Shinra's curse is contagious. It's either that or I'm turning into Sephiroth~
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Sebab dah lamak bah...
Warning: Today's post is going to be in Sarawak Language.
Yobih! Paham sik? Kedak rasa lepas bila naip lam bahasa dikpun. Anyway, sebab musabab post aritok di-bahasa-sarawak-kan adalah, ingin nyawa ku tok nak berklaka gitok bah. Aritok, kerja sik lah se-gago seminggu ya tek. Tension juak nyawa bila onhands-training + polah kerja dikpun. Apa gik mun nok di ajar ya sikpernah ditauk kita. Tp so far, ok lah. At least aku dah tauk pa nok perlu dipolah. Nektok dah start posa. Ingin juak nyawa ku nok balit Kuching, ngenang sidak di rumah. Dengar cerita tek sidak bejual kat depan kedei. Tapi bak kata sidak, sik semeriah masa Mama ada di Kuching bejual marek. Ney nak molah nak, nya pun mok rest juak bulan posa. Time2 camtok lah aku ngan nya duak Papa gi Bazaar Ramadhan. Lawak aih... kedak sik pernah bah nya raon bena2. Bila dah sampei Bazaar, lalu rambang mata nya nangga barang makan. Hari pertama mek org ke Bazaar Ramadan kat Kampung Penchala. Dekat jak ngan apartment mek org. Macam2 juak di beli mek orang. Aku pa gik. Nang suka nok bebeli. Mun dapat suma nak ku beli ku. Makan klak sik.
Dah time sungkei tek, bila Mama makan kuih nok di beli nya, complain indah. She even said "Bagus kamek jak molah kuih. Nyaman2. Puas hati." So lepas ya tek, lalu nya sik meli gik kuih kat Bazaar Ramadhan, and yes, nya seriously polah kuih dikpun kat rumah. Nang bena bah, kuih Mama nang nyaman =) The second day, we went to Bazaar Ramadhan kat TTDI. Sitok nang nyuruh ati tempa. Dah juak rami. Pack gila. Penuh ngan artis gik ya. AND jeraya jam. Dah mek orang mbak Kosuke duak Chibisuke. Time ya juak lah si Chib tok sikmok berjalan. Lelah gik mek org nyurung nya (bukan aku lah, mak nya) dalam asap satay ngan ayam percik. Tedah juak nya duak beradik. Balit nang bau manok. ahahha...
Weekend tek sidak ya sungkei kat rumah aku. Dah Chib ngan adik nya nok pulang kampung sampei raya. Gila juak. From 31st bah. Pa kes ya? Dah berapa taun dah nya raya di kampung. Mama komplen juak lah. Nendak, mala jak pulang sinun. Aku malas nak masuk campur. Yang penting aku ada anak pusak ku yang kiut ya. :D
Tahun tok nang Papa sik mok balit Kuching. Again, I don't bother to interfere. Malas ku nak lalek. Aku mana2 jak bah. Mama ada madah mok balit, tp sik tauk lah. Aku sebenarnya malas juak nak pulang. Malas ku mok nangga sidak Martha and RBB. Nyuruh ati sakit jak. Hahaha. But I do wanna go back and see Atok and the others and also Dented. Lamak ku sik jamming. I deserve a long break. And more money. ahaha.. Bak kata sigek band jepun tok "Pay Money To My Pain" Raget pa nama band sidak. Agak Emo lah. Tapi aku suka.
Aih.. lalu melelat tek eh. Ok lah. At least ku puas hati kak nulis dlm bahasa ibunda ku tok. (Lamak juak sik ngepos in Japanese). Klak nulis gik.
Yobih! Paham sik? Kedak rasa lepas bila naip lam bahasa dikpun. Anyway, sebab musabab post aritok di-bahasa-sarawak-kan adalah, ingin nyawa ku tok nak berklaka gitok bah. Aritok, kerja sik lah se-gago seminggu ya tek. Tension juak nyawa bila onhands-training + polah kerja dikpun. Apa gik mun nok di ajar ya sikpernah ditauk kita. Tp so far, ok lah. At least aku dah tauk pa nok perlu dipolah. Nektok dah start posa. Ingin juak nyawa ku nok balit Kuching, ngenang sidak di rumah. Dengar cerita tek sidak bejual kat depan kedei. Tapi bak kata sidak, sik semeriah masa Mama ada di Kuching bejual marek. Ney nak molah nak, nya pun mok rest juak bulan posa. Time2 camtok lah aku ngan nya duak Papa gi Bazaar Ramadhan. Lawak aih... kedak sik pernah bah nya raon bena2. Bila dah sampei Bazaar, lalu rambang mata nya nangga barang makan. Hari pertama mek org ke Bazaar Ramadan kat Kampung Penchala. Dekat jak ngan apartment mek org. Macam2 juak di beli mek orang. Aku pa gik. Nang suka nok bebeli. Mun dapat suma nak ku beli ku. Makan klak sik.
Dah time sungkei tek, bila Mama makan kuih nok di beli nya, complain indah. She even said "Bagus kamek jak molah kuih. Nyaman2. Puas hati." So lepas ya tek, lalu nya sik meli gik kuih kat Bazaar Ramadhan, and yes, nya seriously polah kuih dikpun kat rumah. Nang bena bah, kuih Mama nang nyaman =) The second day, we went to Bazaar Ramadhan kat TTDI. Sitok nang nyuruh ati tempa. Dah juak rami. Pack gila. Penuh ngan artis gik ya. AND jeraya jam. Dah mek orang mbak Kosuke duak Chibisuke. Time ya juak lah si Chib tok sikmok berjalan. Lelah gik mek org nyurung nya (bukan aku lah, mak nya) dalam asap satay ngan ayam percik. Tedah juak nya duak beradik. Balit nang bau manok. ahahha...
Weekend tek sidak ya sungkei kat rumah aku. Dah Chib ngan adik nya nok pulang kampung sampei raya. Gila juak. From 31st bah. Pa kes ya? Dah berapa taun dah nya raya di kampung. Mama komplen juak lah. Nendak, mala jak pulang sinun. Aku malas nak masuk campur. Yang penting aku ada anak pusak ku yang kiut ya. :D
Tahun tok nang Papa sik mok balit Kuching. Again, I don't bother to interfere. Malas ku nak lalek. Aku mana2 jak bah. Mama ada madah mok balit, tp sik tauk lah. Aku sebenarnya malas juak nak pulang. Malas ku mok nangga sidak Martha and RBB. Nyuruh ati sakit jak. Hahaha. But I do wanna go back and see Atok and the others and also Dented. Lamak ku sik jamming. I deserve a long break. And more money. ahaha.. Bak kata sigek band jepun tok "Pay Money To My Pain" Raget pa nama band sidak. Agak Emo lah. Tapi aku suka.
Aih.. lalu melelat tek eh. Ok lah. At least ku puas hati kak nulis dlm bahasa ibunda ku tok. (Lamak juak sik ngepos in Japanese). Klak nulis gik.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Emergency : Ice Cold
I'm trying my best to squeeze some time to get to this.
O-hisashi buri desu!!
I've been too busy lately I don't even know the date or what day today is. (yeah.. it's that severe) It's dead serious to the extent that I have been neglecting my books, manga, anime, Animax and TV. (O___O)
My usual morning routine has been pushed back to earlier time (every Monday, Wednesday and Friday) for production fix loading (yeah yeah, i know you don't know what I'm talking about. work-related) and going back time has been extended to the earliest, 5pm.
Anyhow, I wanted to rant about what happened this morning.
I was a bit late when I reached Kelana Jaya. It was 7.30am and during this time, the LRT station would be packed with people. I seriously hate waiting in lines and getting pushed and ran over by strangers. (I am usually the victim of these uncivilised people because I'm such a midget, I bet they can't see me standing there like a stone, but in reality I'm not really THAT short. Believe me I'm actually seeable like The Great Wall of China). So this morning, I had to wait 4 times until I am able to ride the train and when I was about to board it the door closed on me. So I was the first in line by that time while waiting for the next train to arrive.
I don't know if wearing a mask actually makes you deaf (I don't think it does for normal people). But it kinda make me sort of.. er... deaf. ahahhaa... Actually, there was an old (ok not so old, but old) woman who collapsed behind me this morning. I only realized it after a lady was running on her high heels to the escalator (yeah.. she actually ran in reallllly high stilletos). When I turned I saw a body (a live one of course) was lying down on the floor. And a few people were surrounding her. Her eyes were wide opened and she was still. (Okay.. at this moment, I thought she might be.. er... umm.. ....... . . . . . . . .) Suddenly, she spoke. "I need to go to work" she said. A guy and 2 ladies were holding her and helping her up (and I? I just stood there like an idiot) A few seconds later, 2 RapidKL employee came up and helped the lady. They insisted her to rest in their office (yeah.. the lady kinda still wanna go to work. Okay... You people who knows me well, better not start with the "akira is a massive workaholic" speech routine thing okay... X( I'm dead serious.)
1) I was wondering why didn't I realize the situation in the first place. It took me more than 30 seconds to know that there was something going on behind me. (I know I'm a little bit of an airhead but still...)
2) Why didn't I help her when I finally saw what happened? Because there were so many people surrounding her. If I were to join in the crowd, she would have suffered from suffocation instead of getting a bit better right?
3) I was actually frozen and shocked. I just realized I'm pretty much fucked when there's an emergency.
I'm still shocked actually. I guess I just need to be mentally prepared when things like this happen, you know. Even though it's actually nothing to some people, but to me it's scary. Maybe i should add this to my list of phobias.
until then,
Akira.
O-hisashi buri desu!!
I've been too busy lately I don't even know the date or what day today is. (yeah.. it's that severe) It's dead serious to the extent that I have been neglecting my books, manga, anime, Animax and TV. (O___O)
My usual morning routine has been pushed back to earlier time (every Monday, Wednesday and Friday) for production fix loading (yeah yeah, i know you don't know what I'm talking about. work-related) and going back time has been extended to the earliest, 5pm.
Anyhow, I wanted to rant about what happened this morning.
I was a bit late when I reached Kelana Jaya. It was 7.30am and during this time, the LRT station would be packed with people. I seriously hate waiting in lines and getting pushed and ran over by strangers. (I am usually the victim of these uncivilised people because I'm such a midget, I bet they can't see me standing there like a stone, but in reality I'm not really THAT short. Believe me I'm actually seeable like The Great Wall of China). So this morning, I had to wait 4 times until I am able to ride the train and when I was about to board it the door closed on me. So I was the first in line by that time while waiting for the next train to arrive.
I don't know if wearing a mask actually makes you deaf (I don't think it does for normal people). But it kinda make me sort of.. er... deaf. ahahhaa... Actually, there was an old (ok not so old, but old) woman who collapsed behind me this morning. I only realized it after a lady was running on her high heels to the escalator (yeah.. she actually ran in reallllly high stilletos). When I turned I saw a body (a live one of course) was lying down on the floor. And a few people were surrounding her. Her eyes were wide opened and she was still. (Okay.. at this moment, I thought she might be.. er... umm.. ....... . . . . . . . .) Suddenly, she spoke. "I need to go to work" she said. A guy and 2 ladies were holding her and helping her up (and I? I just stood there like an idiot) A few seconds later, 2 RapidKL employee came up and helped the lady. They insisted her to rest in their office (yeah.. the lady kinda still wanna go to work. Okay... You people who knows me well, better not start with the "akira is a massive workaholic" speech routine thing okay... X( I'm dead serious.)
1) I was wondering why didn't I realize the situation in the first place. It took me more than 30 seconds to know that there was something going on behind me. (I know I'm a little bit of an airhead but still...)
2) Why didn't I help her when I finally saw what happened? Because there were so many people surrounding her. If I were to join in the crowd, she would have suffered from suffocation instead of getting a bit better right?
3) I was actually frozen and shocked. I just realized I'm pretty much fucked when there's an emergency.
I'm still shocked actually. I guess I just need to be mentally prepared when things like this happen, you know. Even though it's actually nothing to some people, but to me it's scary. Maybe i should add this to my list of phobias.
until then,
Akira.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Random entry
Been so sick lately. (No No No... Nothing associated with the dreadful AH1N1). Currently residing at the corner of this deserted Starbucks, watching people moving in slow motion, it's amusing. A bit stressed with the condition of the house and work and people and have been running away a lot. Hopefully all these sickness will be gone soon and I can go to work as usual and not let ppl be in fright of deadly diseases. hahaha...
I seriously need rest. Away from people.
I seriously need rest. Away from people.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Blegh.
10 is enough to kill time:
1) I eat brinjals at least 3 times a week.
Explanation: I just love it. It's a must. Period.
2) When I watched 'The Gorgon' the other day a real snake was on it's way gliding through the window of my apartment. Reaction: Screamed and ran. Action: Hid in parents' room. Result: Dad went out and killed the serpent.
Explanation: I was laughing at Medusa's head coz the snakes were fake. And here comes the hero-sepent (must be a dude, since Medusa's a chick) gliding with vengeance. Fuhh.... kimochi warui.
3)I dreamed I ate a box of fresh strawberries and was happy about it.
Explanation: The CAKE. The Was Not Meant To BE Cake. It's because they put strawberries on it. And NO I did not eat it.
4)I've been hanging with Chib a lot lately.
Explanation: She's got less attention from her parents. They will have a new born soon. Me? Less Attention from my parents. They have Chib.
5)I suddenly remembered that I was once forced to join "Pertandingan Nasyid Antara Bahagian" with Chrys.
Explanation: The organizer knew my grandmother and we could sing. Or was it because we rajin mengaji?
6)Whenever I played random L'Arc CD Mix it always started with "The Fourth Avenue Cafe"
Explanation: What?? It's a must 'No. 1 Song'
7)I'm back to my hikikomori mode.
Explanation: Other people have other people and they don't need me.
8)My brother and I have a definite distinct of black or white persona.
Explanation: His Black is the opposite of defiant when it comes to people he loves. As for me, my white is the exact definition of blankness.
9)My SDK collection is almost complete. And I realized volume 33 and 34 are very thin and light. Must Handle with care.
Explanation: Probably economic recession or recycled paper.
10)I'm very hurt.
Explanation: . . .
1) I eat brinjals at least 3 times a week.
Explanation: I just love it. It's a must. Period.
2) When I watched 'The Gorgon' the other day a real snake was on it's way gliding through the window of my apartment. Reaction: Screamed and ran. Action: Hid in parents' room. Result: Dad went out and killed the serpent.
Explanation: I was laughing at Medusa's head coz the snakes were fake. And here comes the hero-sepent (must be a dude, since Medusa's a chick) gliding with vengeance. Fuhh.... kimochi warui.
3)I dreamed I ate a box of fresh strawberries and was happy about it.
Explanation: The CAKE. The Was Not Meant To BE Cake. It's because they put strawberries on it. And NO I did not eat it.
4)I've been hanging with Chib a lot lately.
Explanation: She's got less attention from her parents. They will have a new born soon. Me? Less Attention from my parents. They have Chib.
5)I suddenly remembered that I was once forced to join "Pertandingan Nasyid Antara Bahagian" with Chrys.
Explanation: The organizer knew my grandmother and we could sing. Or was it because we rajin mengaji?
6)Whenever I played random L'Arc CD Mix it always started with "The Fourth Avenue Cafe"
Explanation: What?? It's a must 'No. 1 Song'
7)I'm back to my hikikomori mode.
Explanation: Other people have other people and they don't need me.
8)My brother and I have a definite distinct of black or white persona.
Explanation: His Black is the opposite of defiant when it comes to people he loves. As for me, my white is the exact definition of blankness.
9)My SDK collection is almost complete. And I realized volume 33 and 34 are very thin and light. Must Handle with care.
Explanation: Probably economic recession or recycled paper.
10)I'm very hurt.
Explanation: . . .
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