Pop-a-Lolli

I still don't understand the Lollipop trend. Sticking a lolli into their mouths and walk around in packs. What's that? I don't remember doing that when I was young. Friends, if you happen to have a picture of me doing that, I shall retract all the comments I've ever made about sticking lollis into mouths.

February is almost Over!

We're almost at the end of the second month of 2008. Blink of an eye.

2 months gone. 10 more months to come. We're all imperfect human beings. We've sinned, we've wronged. Not just ourselves, other people as well. So with so much bad things/damage done in 2 months, and that means Karma has another 10 months to punish us. *gasps* *mai siao siao*

Things I've done (so far)
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1) I've shifted my attention to non-fiction books. I need donations. Thank you.
2) Kiss my boss goodbye, it's time to move on, out of my comfort zone seeking thrills. =K
3) Travel for the first time after my last 3 years without a vacation. (soon, I mean tmr!)
4) Saw Switchfoot LIVE!!
5) Spend a bomb on myself -.-

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I never felt so disgusted, until yesterday. Not gonna say anything about it here.
Karma's got 10 more months to punish me if I carry that disgusted feeling for more than 1 day.

So I'm just gonna keep quiet this time.

Btw, kiap-ing some flies help me keep calm. Not me alone. Cos I managed intro the game to my neighbouring colleagues, and force them to play. They just brushed me off and say "Wah..Don't want la, what for tangkap lalat, ishhh kau ni." HAHAHA.

In the midst of "seriousness" in the normally peaceful silence, came the sound "poik poik poik", and almost at cue, you'll see raised eyebrows, heads bobbing up from their respective cubicles, and all shared a hearty laugh. Adult cuteness. Heh.

I'll miss them.

Why Big Ass Bikes are Important

This country is heading in the direction where we can't count on the police to guard our safety anymore. We never see improvements, we never see crimes get solved, hopes of finding Sharlinie is slowly fading away, and all we get to see are new bikes zipping around the city on escort duties.

Why do they even need that in the first place? Okay, maybe I am guilty of being ignorant of why the police force needs the use of motorcycles. Traffic, Patrol, Pursuit, Escort. I know, I know. And why did they replace the entire fleet of old 500ccs for these new man-toys? Justifiable too, old ones are expensive to maintain. You get my drift.

Nothing is not justifiable in this country, yes?

Then something genius struck.
It could be that when a man was not a policeman yet, he was ordinary. Like other average Joes. Plain and bland. No different from any other guys you see on the street. No ego to show off. Or he does, but he doesn't show off publicly.

So when this average Joe joined the police force, he was awarded with a badge, that reads Royal Malaysia Police. Note the word royal. Diraja man, don't play play.

So Royal, gua takut

So with the badge, comes the responsibility of protecting the people and preserving peace.
So ex-average Joe now walks around with the badge (as per above) on public display; exercising his rights of telling people what is right and what is wrong. Job well done. So from being ego-less it swells into the size of a badge.

Improvement.

But being with the Police force comes with a whole lot of perks. You get to ride bikes all day and everyday doing absolutely nothing, but cruising. At other times, there are duties that require of him to do some escort work - making way for the fake VIPs through KL's insane traffic. That was that.

So when you couple a powerful piece of machinery - the bike, and the all-access all powerful badge, his ego is now is big as the wheels of his bike.

Honda VFR800 on the left, Honda ST1300 on the right.

Hence, they needed the bikes. So as to strike a balance between ego and work. Otherwise, tak boleh pakai. Need duit kopi.

Valentine's Fever

Oops, they did it again.

Valentine's Day roses for PM Flip Flop. Malaysians hadn't lost their romantic factor. So it seems.

Rallying with roses in their hands might just come down in history as the best decoy ever. A rally had always been perceived as a violent event where very angry people march the streets seeking for whatever truth, change and acceptance they are finding. But when paired with roses in their hands, it sends a different signal altogether. It confuses thy mind; we don't know whether to love or hate. Throw in children to march alongside adults, hand in hand whilst holding roses, I'm confused.

Malaysians Boleh, kan? *chuckles*

Catch a Fly? I caught no ball!

Babbles:
There are some interesting posts on Malaysia-Today.net. Especially those that exposed the details on how corrupted our government is. Did you realise that our ministers and candidates came up funnier responses now that the Elections are near? *chuckles*
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I advertise ads from Nuffnang but I can't be bothered to notice whatever is appearing on the top of my blog, but this one caught my eye.

Kiap kiap a fly? What the heck.

Walaw...

-.-" Walaw eh ...

WALAWWWW EH!

Now, would you excuse me, I need to kiap some flies.

++ Update:
I managed 35 flies, but I'm not consistent! Needs alot of hand eye coordination and I gave up after 15 minutes of playing. =P

It Irritates Me

Babbles:
I am allergic to copy cats and braggers. They give me brain pain. Chronic brain pain. It affects my eyes too.

*installs copycat/braggers alert
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Today I found a cat resting underneath my car. Instead of running off like most cats do, she meowed at me. Cubiness. Green eyes. Fat tail.

Grrr.

I'm thinking of keeping her. *Grins*

Happy Chinese New Year!!

It's only February, second month of 2008. I am not surprised nobody made any resolutions for the new year. We're living amongst people who still practices Stone Age mentality.

A friend had an extra car that she needed someone to drive back to Alor Setar. I am driving my own car back for Chinese New Year, so she needed to find someone else. Apparently, most of my friends from AlorSetar already had their plans worked out, so she had to look for someone else.

So one fine day, I received a call from this friend, telling me that she managed to find a friend's friend to drive it back to Alor Setar. Great. So all I need to do was to hand over the keys to him. Arranging the meeting wasn't hard. Handing it over wasn't hard too. All that I had in mind was to take everything out of her car trunk, dump them into mine, and hand over the keys. Well, I was aware that I left a steering lock, that's it. And the key to the steering lock, car key and a leather key chain that binds them together.

That was it. All he had was the car key, steering lock key, a key chain and a bloody steering lock.

And all he had to do was to drive the car back to Alor Setar, get paid, and say bye bye. The instruction was simple. The task was simple.

When the car arrived at Alor Setar the next day, my friend did not suspected anything wrong. Nothing seemed to be missing from an empty car, duh, besides the fact that the car stinked so bad - it felt like being in a gigantic closed ashtray. Bah.

He smiled and hand over the key. Just a single key. My friend was thinking that I was being very careful that I removed the key chain and even removed the steering lock that she didn' bother asking him about the rest of the keys. Who would have thought???

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He took everything he could with him, and still manage to smile at you. Aw yucks!
What kind of mentality is this? That drove him to do what he did? GAWD. It's just a steering lock and a key chain! So unbelievable.

They were here!!!

I want to continuously bang my head against the wall until it's completely shattered.

0929, it's not even a 512. It's my old 32!!!!!

How could I ...

Sighhhhhhhhhhh. But nevertheless, I'm glad I was there.



Their songs has been nothing but inspirational. Deep and they explore our questions and frustrations. Listening and singing to them live simply triggered an influx of past memories, good and bad, and it was overwhelming. I identify events in my life with songs I listen to at that point of time. To get them back to my conscious mind all at once was simply mindblowing.

It's Gratifying.

Btw, you Ang Mohs can go back to wherever you came from. Shall elaborate in the next post. For now, I'm just gonna go digest my thoughts abit.

My Midnight Rant

I am tired of being questioned as to why I don't do this this and this.

Kept bombarding me with questions as to why I still didn't do this this and that.

"Like I told you before."

What'dya say har??

Llalallalalalalla~

Sometimes people don't see anything wrong with themselves, and can only find flaws on people. And they need to point that out so that you make that change, and in turn make them look better. Well, yeah, you can't see your own head with your 2 eyes, I'm not gonna argue on that one, but how far do you have to look to realise that you are flawed too? Look no further.

The human mind is a complex entity, I agree

I appreciate people pointing out my mistakes, I'm more than willing to listen. But when they start to put the blame on me because of their own incompetence, you can fark off. I had my variations versus you and your one and only specialty, and you blame me? Me? Just because you didn't get what you wanted, and stood there like a fool, you put the blame on me. And I gota change to make you look better. You can put it on Akon, he'd be happy to take the blame from you. Bahhhh...

Sad little thing.

For the gazillion-th time, you won't get what you want from me. No such thing as "I was required to ...." It was supposed to be all fun. What requirements and what reputation to uphold? All bullsh*t. It's all stupid analysis and a result of overrating yourself. BAHHH.

You and your specialty deserved a piece of my mind too. But you didn't get that slice from me, cos I don't think it's necessary. I am busy changing myself for the better, not taking the easy way out by blaming others for my shortcomings.

Now I hate myself for drinking teh tarik earlier on. I need some sleep! *roll eyes*