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There are things money can't buy.

Civilised, at last

It's been a long time since I last took a ride on the Putra LRT. A year or two perhaps? I'd rather get stuck in a jam within the comforts of my car rather than swimming in a sea of pits and foul smelling coaches. Gah.

Call me spoilt.

I was at Masjid Jamek station just two days ago. The newly renovated station makes a clean appearance. Except that its abit deserted, and no one knows what to do with the extra spaces; other than the illegal street hawkers. Same old escalators, same ticketing counters, just as many people as before. Nothing has changed, aye?

As I waited for the escalator to reach the platform area below, I was speechless. Did I see lines? As in people waiting in lines to get on the train. Hey, this is by far the most civilised of Malaysians I've ever seen! Everybody was waiting patiently in line, no one was getting edgy, frustated and making a scene out of the long wait. No grunts, no sighs.

All they need is a Rapid employee shouting orders at people; assessing the situation and directing them to shorter lines. All they need was one man with a Loud voice.


Switching to trains anytime soon?

Blue Skies

You say you don't discriminate, but you do mind if one of your friends get involved in one. Isn't that indirect discrimination? You can't bring yourself to accept your friend's decision to get involved; cannot bring yourself to accept their choice. Then you decide to play God, and decide what is right and what is wrong, what should be done, and what shouldn't be done.

Before anyone can ask for acceptance, they should be able to justify their decisions. It doesn't mean that you are obliged to hold yourself answerable to everyone, the public, the society on all questions regarding this particularly sensitive issue. Even though you owe no one any explanation, you still need to be able to explain to yourself.

It's about being able to explain yourself; why you chose to be; and why you want to be; and not expecting everyone to be seeing things on the same plane immediately.

What do you know about acceptance?

Distinctively Yours

There are things that must  be clear cut. No in between. No compromise.

A Cambodian couple decided to saw off their house into half after a divorce. -.-"

Now, tell me about clear cut. That's a whole new level of divorcing.

Source:

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081010/ap_on_fe_st/as_odd_cambodia_unique_divorce

Take My Hand

Life is a rigid, sequentially executed list of programs.

Fresh out of your mother's womb, learn to crawl, learn to walk, learn to talk, learn to talk back, go to school, secondary school, college, university, get a boyfriend, get married, have kids, educate them. etc etc etc. Lastly wait for the Grim Reaper to come for you.

This cycle has been passed down for countless of generations.

Breaking the preprogrammed guide on how one should live their lives seemed out of norm. People don't usually do that; often brushed it off saying why should anyone challenge something that were proven to work after so many generations? 

Lack of faith in Novelty? Or were they simply afraid to thread off the beaten path?

Do we require formality in ALL things? These are not business deals. Not something you give, take and sign papers. With money back guarantee? God.. These are real feelings we're talking about.

They are just going through the motions, perhaps?

Selamat Hari Raya, Malaysia

The thing about us Malaysians is that, we really do forgive and forget. 

Wait a minute, I don't think it happen very often, but at least we will do that in the spirit of any festive celebration in the country, provided there are 'rumah terbuka' - whereby endless sumptuous spread of festive food is served - FREE OF CHARGE. 

No one felt uneasy about race relations; damn right we aren't, we've been living together for the past how many years? 51. We still don't know how to disagree rationally. It was because some idiots decide to question differences and make it their agenda to save their own sorry ass, we have to live through hell created by them.

Free food = Good crowd

So, did anyone get me any ketupats from Pak Lah's open house feast?

Selamat Hari Raya, maaf zahir dan batin.

Accuracy of Death

How would you feel if you were to find out that life and death is decided upon by one of the many Grim Reapers?

Who are they to decide who lives and who dies, based on their outlooks on your life which they don't have the slightest idea about, besides coming to claim your life when the time comes.

Seemingly plain and simple things can be important; it brings meaning and purpose to life.

Freedom Writers

Haven't seen anything great lately on HBO, until this. A must watch.
To pen down the deepest of thoughts, feelings, suffering and pain in the raw is most honest.

"Justice doesn't mean the bad guy goes to jail, it just means that someone pays for the crime."

""I don't even know how this war started. It's just two sides that tripped each other way back. Who cares about the history behind it. I am my father's daughter and when they call me to testify, I will protect my own no matter what."

What Was

A stretch of space separates us.

There were responsibilities,
choices and decisions.
There were moments of doubts,
empty spaces to fill.

I don't remember dreaming, for a while now
Was I contented with life that I need no help from within?

p/s: Happy Birthday! =)

Through My Eyes

Most would agree that people see things differently, despite the fact that we see through the same organ of vision as everybody else: the eyes.

The difference relies on the depth of understanding, regardless of subject; abstract matter, object or simply, a person. The interpretation lies far beneath the eyes, the complexities that makes up the inner workings of the delicate gray matter. Part of it lies in the willingness of the individual to accept new ideas, to be indifferent to differences. It makes up the perception. Things that a person do and how it's done gives an insight of that person.

Can't expect the rest of the world to see things the way we see it.


We are here to complement each other.

Random

Why does it gets worse when you get analytical?

What's with the formalized quest to be complete?

Or at least feel complete?

Was your own interests all that matters?

Do you feel responsible to change someone
to complete your puzzle?



Something is wrong with you when everything had to be done your way.

Lameness

I never understand why the Government needed so long to finally realize that touts have been co-existing with legitimate counters for the LONGEST OF TIME.

I don't exactly know when touts started operating out in the open, but it was already there when I was still a student. That was 6-7 years back!

As usual, the Government will somehow manage to come up with a solutions whenever they need to impress.

Something like this.


Men in Black. So, does that make us aliens?

They look like touts themselves. Behhh tonnngggg!

Source:
http://thestar.com.my/metro/story.asp?file=/2008/9/22/central/2084146&sec=central

Over and Off

I am embarassed by the things I blurted out of the mess in my head.
My head was spinning endlessly; I was lost in a myriad of my own thoughts as a result of all that spin.
It was spinning out of control before I managed to come back to my senses, and think with a clear conscience.

All I did was to question myself.
It wasn't hard to conclude; I certainly didn't like to be a part of a x = y equation either.
In an instance, the scattered pieces fell into place, I got overboard with my words.
I need to dump my head into the sand and remain there for a while.

When someone stops believing in themselves, it affects people who believed in them.

*paws...*

Sometimes all it takes is to put yourself in someone else's shoes.

May the Blind not lead the Blind

I can tell you how some people can be so impatient/vicious.
They curse at phones, for ringing constantly.
They curse when people don't answer the phone.

Jalan jam, curse.
Traffic jam, curse.
Queue panjang, curse.
Potong queue, curse.

Double park, nevermind.
(as long as you don't block mine)

They get animated over inanimate objects.

It's no surprise Malaysians are an animated bunch of people, because our leaders are themselves birds of the same kind. The blind lead the blind.

Animated and twisted sarcasm.

Kiddy politics.

Don't test me, I shall place you under ISA arrest.

We shall cut ties with the blind leader and be a different kind of blind.

Drying Factor

I sometimes have rather harmful thoughts.

While drying my hands with the infra red activated no-touch hand dryer, I had thoughts of the dryer blowing up in my face. The sound of the hot air blowing out of the little machinery was rather disturbing. My immediate reaction was to lean back a bit, bring my face farthest from the dryer, acting defensively. Such was my reaction to it.

I shall dig deep into my sanity to see what the above mannerism is trying to imply.

Look Away

"Perhaps the person is simply looking for a piece of herself in someone else, and that person is not you. It doesn't mean that you aren't valuable, just that friends are made for many reasons, change over time and can come back together again when emotional and psychological transitions have been worked through." - July 31, 2008, CNN/Living

This particular phrase rang a bell.

Cheerios.

Same Same Difference

Do we look for similarities?
Or do we seek differences?

Familiar things sometimes leads to assumptions.
There is no one in this world who is exactly the same as you are;
no matter how much you felt so.
People are unique despite similarities they carry.
Differences invite insecurities. But then again, it depends on how you look at it.
Insecurities are just the surface of things.

I celebrate diversity.

Blessings in Disguise

My yet another brush with the mata.

I realized I am still bad at negotiations.
I paid too much attention in reading people's reactions, interpreting expressions before I try to say something. Even when all I need to do is just put my own interests first.

The word Settle didn't quite came out from my mouth.

@#%$#%$^$&^&

Thinking back, I was drowning in my own sea of emotions. It was quite a mess. Anger, disappointment; I was thinking of the aftermath, the chain of events that will come from it, and you people's safety, TL. Fearful, I don't know. I just didn't know which to express at that point of time.

Proved to be costly.

Nonetheless, still a great evening.

Thanks Nok Jie and Z.

The Appropriate Ding

I have a habit of talking about things on the surface.
Like the water mosquito, gliding on the surface of the water without breaking the water molecule tightly bonded together.

When cornered, I do not brush things off, but I can reason with you, and most of the time, it made sense.
As impulsive as I am, it is sometimes quite hard to get me to do things against my will.
But it was not in a non-sensible manner.
My mind is a logical mind (i.e. I think with facts and figures; though not entirely exclusive)

I have been tingling jiggling and fiddling with it.
I embarrassed myself for showing so little respect for it.
I've got my fair share of scoldings and nagging that I should do it: the conventional way.

It's high time I take things seriously now. I had been subconsciously suppressing all the thoughts of it, in fact I have never gave it a second thought. I just brushed them off as irrelevant.

I'm gonna learn to play the ...


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Eh ... What were you thinking?

Purr

I am fighting what's left of my internal demons.
It feels like I'm going into a relapse.
I'm still gonna fight with my soft pink paws. *paws*

Learning to let my guards down for a while.

Grrahhh..

Grey Room

Well I've been here before
Sat on the floor in a grey grey room
Where I stay in all day
I don't eat, but I play with this grey grey food

Desolé, if someone is prayin' then I might break out,
Desolé, even if I scream I can't scream that loud

I'm all alone again
Crawling back home again
Stuck by the phone again

Well I've been here before
Sat on a floor in a grey grey mood
Where I stay up all night
And all that I write is a grey grey tune

So pray for me child, just for a while
That I might break out yeah
Pray for me child
Even a smile would do for now

'Cause I'm all alone again
Crawling back home again
Stuck by the phone again

Have I still got you to be my open door
Have I still got you to be my sandy shore
Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm
Have I still got you to keep me warm

If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine
Coz if I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine
Oh coz nothing is lost, it's just frozen in frost,
And it's opening time, there's no-one in line

But I've still got me to be your open door,
I've still got me to be your sandy shore
I've still got me to cross your bridge in this storm
And I've still got me to keep you warm

Warmer than warm, yeah
Warmer than warm, yeah
Warmer than warm, yeah
Warmer than warm, yeah

=)

Good Morning

This morning.
27,000 feet.

On Friday, I was in Paradise.

I'm so lazy to write ...
So for one post, please allow me to be lazy..

Life is

Multicoloured

Gawk

Cotton Hugs

I was surprised at the words that came out from her. She must have done a lot of thinking. Given the time she has to herself, I wasn't surprised at how far her imagination takes her, but I was stoned when she conveyed her thoughts at dinner table. It revolves around Life, Death and many other unfortunate events.

I was confused.

It struck in many way and I find myself overwhelmed by the mixture of emotions; was unsure which to react to and I was left dumb founded.

I didn't know what to believe. It was scary. Perhaps Death is still a taboo subject, I don't think I can openly discuss about it without being rattled. Regardless of whom it affects. A part of me just feels drained.

*

I watched V for Vendetta for the n-th time. I love the lines. I like the way V spoke. It was fictional, yes, but still it was brought to life in such a way that got me hooked and will continue to watch it for n times to come.

Happy National Day, Malaysia.

On and On

The rain had not been such a blessing.

The temptation to just fall asleep at work in such cool weather is so difficult to resist.

Me: Hello..Good morning.
Guy: Eh, hello. Wanna ask you something about this. I have been having problems. I can't see the rates panel..I've tried everything, logging in and out, rebooting my computer but still I can't see it.
Me: How long has this been happening? And can I have your Id please?
Guy: Not quite sure. The last time I logged on was last month, so perhaps my colleagues had been using it. Usual thing, I just had my password reset yesterday. Too many passwords to remember.
Me: Yeah too many passwords to remember, and they expire at different times. At least 8. Okay, I've checked your Id, you should be able to see this this and this. Which is missing?
Guy: I'm seeing none of those you mentioned.
Me: (-__-") That's odd. Is any of your colleagues experiencing the same thing? Very much appreciate it if you can check with them.
Guy: Okay. Hold on a sec.

1 minute later ...

Guy: Hello hello .. theirs are working fine. They can see all the panels.
Me: Okay. In that case, I will need to raise a ticket stating your problem and have them check the settings for you.
Guy: Eh. Like that ar. Eh wait. Since they are gonna check it anyway, can you just use my ID and log in?
Me: We're not authorised to do that.
Guy: I'll give you my password. It's Geram@455.
Me: What?
Guy: Geram. G.e.r.a.m.@.4.5.5.
Me: Geram tuu.
Guy: Frustrated sebab kena tukar password selalu. Dan lepas tukar pun lupa selepas satu hari.
Me: Okay, I'll see what I can do. But pasal password, I tak leh tolong.
Guy: I'm learning to live with it. And thanks!

A very small part of my job is to make people's day. And it often swing both ways. =)

Test Water Dulu

I want to laugh at such shallowness.

What is so hard to push a bit harder?

No no, not push you around. The f-ing door.

We cannot tolerate such chienness.

My Brethren, Ants, we shall carry this edible matter out of sight.

I am

Testing.....
This is live blogging from my mobile. Pretty convenient.

It is difficult when options aren't really options. It's worse when you were made to choose one out of the non-options.

At a point, you will just need to make that non optional decision, and make up a big fat white lie out of thin air just to make things right.

One cracked brick won't bring the entire Great Wall of China down. But when one faulty component is consistently battered by the elements, it soon give way. It's easier to mend than to rebuild the wall.

P/s: Thanks for coming. =)

Unknowingly

Let the wind carry the leave where it may.

Babbles

I babble. Alot.

But we shouldn't worry about bringing certain topics up. It's not something we can avoid forever. Someday we'll have to face it. It's just a matter of sooner or later. I can't see how we can go around and bypass the whole process.

When it touches people at its core, that's when a babble is no longer just meaningless talks. We automatically switch from babble-mode to take a look at it more seriously.

The swiftness at which I go from babble-mode to serious is no surprising. I had always been like that.

I was Tagged!

Rules:
1. Each blogger must post these rules first.
2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. Blogger that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’ve been tagged, and to read your blog.

Disclaimer: What I’m about to write is my personal opinion. Any objections to what I’m about to pen down, can be voiced out in the ‘comment’ page. Thank you.

1) My appreciation for music has gone to the next level. =)

2) Very much a thinker. I have a lot of time to myself.

3) I subconsciously watch Oprah everyday.

4) Chuck aside books that I find hard to read and only pick them up when I ran out of books to read.

5) PD (public display) of nose digging annoys me. A lot.

6) Sucker for Japanese food and Starbucks.

7) Is contented with life at the moment but never shut doors to new opportunities.

8) I'm a learner. Take chances, make mistakes. That's how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave.

Tagged:
1) Thamby!
2) Thamby's other half, the invi man *grins*
3) Zu can i tag you back?
4) TZ, you're the man.
5) kesatria gelap gas kecil tikus

Siapa siapa yang nak di-tag. Sila tag diri sendiri, and drop me a comment to read them. =)

Sniffs

Where are the civil people?

If you do not take care of your customers, others will.

I had just came face to face with the most uncivilized foul mouthed man. Someone who was assigned to write a report on a fault that caused a major downtime on the system.

He dared ask me how I can tolerate my "Muhibbah" team; being the only Chinese there.
I shot him that cold stare the mata once gave me (hey I learned something from mata!) thought WTH?!

That very question really set me back 10 years in trying to understand why certain people just couldn't accept people from other walks of life.

Other than that, I just wanna slap him.

"I don't care about your damn settings, your damn servers and whatever damn configurations you have!"

Watch your language.

"You know what's the problem with you people? You cannot use that kind of mindset if you want to solve this thing."

We're not solving things here. This thing happened 1 month ago, and it's not the first time we explained to you what happened on that day. It was the third time you are asking for the same thing, and do you expect to walk in here saying you need this report by today, and expect all of us to stop whatever we are doing and help you finish up that report? this should be done a month ago. Do you see anything wrong here?

Problem with him was that he came with his bloody mindset of finding fault with the system so that he can save his own sorry a**. I chuckled when he angrily said that I was using my mindset against him.

Uncivilized tactics.

I was holding an print out with correspondences from Microsoft saying that there were things to be done post-deployment. Conveniently left out. It was as simple as 1+1 = 2. He made it sound as if it was 0/(x + y * z)= error.

Wtf.

But I was kinda proud of myself for not blowing my top and cooled off fast enough and counter him with facts.

We need more civilized Chinese people, don't we?

Thank you All.

Hugs.

TL Factor

If you follow my blog often enough, you will notice that I absolutely lorrhh mata.
And my brush with them today didn't mend anything.

So as usual, I was patiently stuck in a jam that was finally moving. I was so accustomed to the bad traffic that I have stopped complaining about it. It's an everyday thing. As common as potholes on the streets.

From my rear mirror, I can see white and blue rotating lights. *rolled eyes
Like how Moses split the Red Sea, that's the effect of the audio and visual warnings to other road users. Splitting for someone in a bloody car so much lesser than the divine. Bah.

I damn TL okay. Not like I'm gonna stop just because that bloody car is passing. I was moving along slowly since the rest had opened up enough for the entire convoy to pass. Then I heard this constant honking from behind, turns out it was one of the policeman on his expensive bike, angrily gesturing at me to STOP MY CAR RIGHT THIS MOMENT. Frantically "flapping" and pointing. Damn ahgua okay. You look ugly flapping in that white uniform. Gah.

I actually laughed at him flapping.

Then he shot me a long cold stare. *watch where you're going dude...

And then continue "flapping" and pointing.

I didn't slow down one bit. I so wanted to give him a finger. Damn flapping cop.

After his stuck up VIP drove past, so did he. If he actually stopped me and slap me with a saman, I'd be happier than to stop for him. Bloody hell.

Woi stop! *flaps and points



Stop or else! I shoot you arrrrrr...

*nah..

Operation Codename: Weathered

It just dawned on my that the other thing that I use the word Hate to describe (besides potholes) is my AGE.

It happened so ridiculously often these days that I couldn't help but get really pissed.

You know lar, Pavilion is a place where you get all the high end products. Even common, cheap as dirt brands becomes high end all of an instance just because it was set up at the all-lavish Pavilion.

I've been hunting for a new phone for a while now, my current one have been giving me constant pauses and clicking noises. It annoyed my callers more than it did me. Muahah.

The other evening, I was at Maxis, and my smart phone plan did not work out. Wth plan was that? Sucks without a data plan. And its not worth paying so much for that bloody phone. Even that Maxis guy who attended to me agreed. He was nodding furiously. Alternatives, alternatives...

I've been doing some research online, and still, I hadn't made up my mind on anything yet.

One fine Saturday, after a hearty lunch, with food filled right up to our throats, we decided to take a walk. We were strolling aimlessly, and ended up in Nokia. I decided to check it out, and so I did.

The heavy glass doors aren't welcoming.

So were the store assistants. Store assistant playing with her own phone But the last thing I need is someone trailing my every move as I check out the phones. It didn't take me a long time to decide which model I wanted. E61 was gigantic, but surprisingly, the buttons were sensitive and responsive. I was messing with the phone when the store assistant approached and asked if she can help. Few basic questions about the functionality of the phone suggested that she wasn't well versed with the functions. Bah. But then she suggested that I take a look at the new E71. I thought that model hadn't arrive. Cos my earlier-in-the morning research said that it was 'coming soon'. So fine.

That dummy unit came full of finger prints. I felt my face was making funny twisted look. Potong stim yang teramat sangat. Hence the name dumb. Talk about exerting class in an upmarket mall. Gah.

I decided to get E71. After all.

The store manager went into the back of the room to get a unit. Not the dummy, it's the real deal. MissStoreAssistant was tasked to get it started up and teach me a thing or two. She had a hard time trying to switch it on. >.< What kind of sales assistant was that? After a change of unit, and some punching of buttons here and there (duh!) she finally managed. I wasn't expecting any explanation from her, cos clearly she didn't know much. After a whole lot of nodding and umms, it's time to pay for it. I was asked to fill out some details for the warranty card, while she prepared the payment slips. Her superior stood by her side, watching. I gave her my credit card and I continued to talk to bro as he played with the phone.

"Excuse me, can I have your IC please?"

(Store manager shot a Puzzled look at her and whispered, why did you ask for people's IC?)

I shot her a double puzzled face. What for?

"I just want to cross check."

For???!

"Match your name."

(Store manager was so embarrassed with the whole drama his suborb was putting up, he apologized to me)

WTF!!!!!!!!!

Clearly, it certainly looked like I stole my dad's credit card to get myself a brand new phone. Ain't it?

For the n-th time, I am damn TL okay.

Say Hi to my new Baby

I'm loving it.

Slurp

It's good to be home for a while. Very much needed this break from a hectic past week. 14 hours at work per day but I stopped at nothing to live to the fullest each day. What a week it was.

Trees were greener here, air fresher, food taste nicer. The sort of laid back lifestyle. Got some really good sleep, very well deserved and load up some chilli laced spicy food.

Plenty of good laughs.

As for that other matter, I'm just going to take it slow.

Take Me Away

My insecurities are like shedding leaves.

Let the wind take them where it may.

Honesty is Cruel

Honesty is a two edged sword.
Being expressive sometimes backfires.
I sometimes forget how others interpret things.
It doesn't always come out the way I meant it.
What have I done?

Permission Granted!

Sher, *signals to come over.
*I walked over.
Okay. I'm gonna discuss something here. Work related.
*Nods. Uh-huh.
Have you heard of Facebook?
Yeah who doesn't.
Have you ever tried to access Facebook from your *points to the direction of my place*
*Puzzled* Huh? From there? No. Why?
Okay here's what I want you to do.

.
.
.
do research
.
.
.
on possiblity
.
.
.
of doing something with that
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.


(yada yada)

This is Novel ... Facebook is related to Work!

Slow Poke

KL is not a bad place to start a morning.
When busses are still moving at an acceptable pace, not blowing poisonous carbon monoxide like a bloody chimney while they are not racing buses from other companies to the next stop in a distance. Such nuisance.

Recently, I realised that my attention span (of reading articles in particular) has gone from fairly long to short and now, none. I resort to reading headlines (skim) at the website daily, and conveniently decided to leave it at that. I can't even finish up a short article. As far as I remember, I used to be able to read everything off the internet. Kaypoh news, serious news,relevant or irrelevant articles. Even comments.

But it didn't happen when I was reading books. But, I kept forgetting details and find myself flipping previous pages again (sometimes the entire chapter) altogether. But at least I can go on and on reading without stopping.

I read the headlines, scrolled down as I skimmed through, rolled my eyes and click 'X' on the top right corner.


Is high speed broadband slowing me down?

Moderately Distressed

I don't know how to deal with this.

I am sad but I'm not angry.
I am disappointed but I'm not giving up hope.
It's not bitter it's not sweet either.
It's not right but I'm not gonna make it right.
But I don't know what else I can do.


Failed to give the bitter of the sweet.

Pause

You can get so lost in other people's song that at times you forget the existence of your own song.

You get influenced by it.
And allow yourself be carried away.
Cast doubts on yourself.

You let people's song to determine what should have been your own, is this how it should be?

You try to change your song so much that you eventually forget how your own song goes, the way it flows, and what makes the lyrics of your song. At other times, you get tired of listening to people's song that you start to make your song be known, got over the top by your self-declared superiority; you simply tune off people' voice. You go on and on and on singing your tune, but have you ever thought of stopping for just one moment to listen to others? You've got your goals set on something, have others not?




Should you pause and think for a while?

The Moment

Like a sore thumb.
So strange.
So unusual.
So peculiar.
So accidental.


But still engaging.

Questions

You want things easy, just ask.
If only it is that simple.
If only things can be answered by asking questions.

The danger of asking questions is that, you're only told things that you are told.
Now my question is, can you trust that? If yes, how much of the whole thing can you trust?

My answer is simple. I trust people easily.
I trust you and I do nothing about the new information I just heard.
It ends here. Ends in me.

I do not have the habit of playing 'God' and try to get my hands on everything and get it right.

Dangling Notes

I hadn't had that feeling for a very long time.
That very nice feeling of getting out of bed each day and look forward to start the day.
I dug out some addictive songs from my music library and I am now hooked to it.
The morning drive will be pleasant despite all the traffic jams I can foresee.

I think for now, I will just let people's music do the talking.

Intuitive Moments

It's about moving forward, to acknowledge that skill and to embrace it.

To not be reliant on a skill and technique; it doesn't always work in all situations.

It's also about restraint, to learn how to hold back and when to respond.

It's not all about immediate reactions.

It's about having patience and taking one step at a time.

The Last Straw

In one way or another, everyone must have had their moments of 'the last straw'.
The final annoyance that's enough to drive you up and over the wall, so much to make you decide that Enough is Enough. For one last time, you've decided, it's for one last time.

People now are much more selfish than they were 10 years ago. People behave in a bizarre ways, react in strange kooky ways. I am one innocent soul.

What was real?

Come to think about it, the difficult time that you made me go through on my own was very selfish of you. Come to think of it now, I felt that those weren't real. All I can think of now is how disgusted I am. I need to look deeper into myself on why I am feeling that way.

How far can you go to forgive someone?

I chuckled over my naivety and yes, I've had my last straw and moved on, what about you?

What comes after this?

I discovered a different side of myself.

My thoughts are my best company.

Your mind gives you access to alot of things you don't know about yourself.

You can make the world spin backwards in your head.

Books open doors to a vast knowledge.

What personal freedom is, and what it really means to me.

Music.



What's next?

Baaaaa...

The ScapeGoat

Sometimes people get too comfortable with our job that we sometimes forget that they live paycheck to paycheck. Looking forward to payday each month doesn't seem to ring any alarm. They sit comfortably in their zone. Feeling secure and certain.

What if all of a sudden, they were to lose it all?
They are now face to face with their worst fear; losing their job.

All because he made 6 clicks too many, 6 mere clicks that cost 1.8bil.

All seemed too harmless. It's not the first time the system had faced complications. It has been happening all these while and rerunning it has always solve problems. But this time around, that particular error was generated by a hardware failure that triggered the system's rollback mechanism. It behaved like it should. You see, the thing that non-IT people don't understand is that, when multiple systems were at work, depending on each other, a million and one things could go wrong in between. Unreliable network, database overload, failing disk drives just to name a few.

A legacy system vs a 2 yrs old state of art system. They choose to blame the human. For his error. There's obviously a big loophole in the system.

Why are these people here? They're here with one aim: Prove him guilty. That full action should be taken for that offense.

What the hell are you talking about?

These people came with the intention to convict him. At this point, explanations no matter how technically detailed is not going to do any good, cos non-IT people don't give a shit. They just want a scapegoat, and they're done. It pains me to hear how people from different work backgrounds arguing a point that we all know will never reach a mutual understanding.

It's almost certain that termination will be the conclusion.
Six clicks were all it took.

Read Like You're Rolling

Politics are boring stuff so I am not going to repeat whatever you can read in TheStar or any other papers you can get your hands on. Whether or not it will be doing us any good what the by election results, damage was done.

Now, leave us alone.

On another note, I have a couple of unfinished books. But I have this little habit of getting new ones before I can finish what I have. Some books are just easy to read, meaning you can just go on and on and on flipping those pages. Some, in my case, I read the same page, same paragraph and the same line over and over again, and I can't seem to go anywhere. Some of the books had this depressing element, but being difficult to read is the whole point, ain't it? I am suppose to learn from understanding difficult things. BAH..c'mon, read on!"

You wouldn't believe this is how I read. Hopeless. Is that how you read difficult books?

Okay. Then I thought maybe I should try something light. So one day, I went through the books on Thamby's shelf (cos all I have in hand are depressing) and picked "Can you keep a secret?" Sophie "Kinlala" Kinsella. Certainly. Before I knew it, I was flipping pages after pages until ... I finally fell asleep at 49. Damn hopeless lor.

Anyway, I've got myself 2 more new books. What did I just say?

Jamie hears a who?

School uniform sexy, says group

[insert your version of catcall here]

Shallowness

What I hate about certain mapmakers was the fact that they like to omit 'places' they dim unimportant.

Where the heck is Kedah?

I have a reason to blame them mapmakers for producing Ignorant Malaysians, no?
It's part of the country. Bet your Geography textbook tells more than that. No matter how bad you did at Geography or how sucky your sense of direction is. I can't believe how 'chien' some people could be that they don't know where this state is, let's not ask if they even know Perlis is actually in Malaysia. I am repeating this for the n-th time. (substitute n for any possible variable next to infinity)

For your information.

If you still can't see where. It's hard to believe when people tell me Penang is the north-most state in P.Malaysia. The total-chienness makes me want to strangle them.

And this is where I grew up.

I won't be surprised if people tell me they hadn't seen a paddy field before. Too full of their brick jungle life that they are so reluctant to step out a little and see the world. Very Chien.

Life here is very laid back. I loved every minute of it. The only place I can sleep like there's no tomorrow, is back at home. I can hardly get so much sleep back in KL. Feels different. Food here, you can't get anywhere in KL. Nothing like it. So people ask, why stay in KL if you want to complain? There are sacrifices to make.

Kedah is strategically located near the tip of the peninsular, in short, we're neighbours with Penang and Thailand. An hour down south, we'll land in Penang. How convenient was that?

Do your shopping. Like mad.

Then take a short ferry trip back to mainland. Bye Penang.

Sun and sea breeze.

Also close to my home state, about half an hour up north is the Thai Border.

Dine next to a Thai rubber estate?

By the Lake, surrounded by a forest?

This place is Serene!

Have food sent to you by boat.

Check this out!

Dining area. (bit grainy here..bad camera)

Home sweet home.