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.

Greens

It's been a while since I log on to Blogger.

Life has been a roller coaster ride.

Things happen so fast that whenever I could find time, sit down and try to blog about it, my old brain can't seem to remember the details in full.

I need to relax.

Victim of Something Potty

I'm a victim. Of POTHOLES. SS2 pothole. After midnight.

But on the bright side, I am now a certified tyre changer.

For emergencies please call 012-4xxxxxx

A change is good. I am savouring it now. It is worth the wait.

Say HI!

I am cute. Don't test me.



I was wondering what it'd be like if us human have the growth rate of a rabbit.

1 month from now.

...

Noises that appeal to me.

I almost forgot that I am a big fan of this.

Eh SHOOT.

No, not that woman.
I meant this. I like their uniform. And check out the drum major. He's smart looking, while the rest are fit enough to be casted for Star Trek. The entire crew for the Enterprise.

Click for larger view. Taken with my trusty Sony Ericsson. But please click "Back" to my blog. Don't leave. =P

This is just the launching of Kuala Lumpur World Marching Band 2008 that will take place months later (in July). Why so early? I don't know. Perhaps Azalina Othman Said's had her schedule full till July or maybe til the next elections.

Anyway she did one amazing thing worth mentioning. For a person so occupied with her work, she obviously didn't quite have the time to prepare for speeches. Of course, having been on the scene for so long, she must have learnt a thing or two about public speaking.

After a whole long wait for the VVIPs to arrive, I finally get to see the band play. I LOVE. But of course before anything starts, some of the VIPs gave short speeches. So when she sat down and started to flip the handbook placed nicely in front of her, I was thinking that, bah, like all other "important" people, they just flip like they care~

Then, it was her turn to address the audience. She grabbed the handbook along. So as she stood there and started out with acknowledgments and some sweet kosong talk. As she was talking, she flips the pages, addressing people's name, fellow VIPs' titles and she made it look so easy. I reckon she cant remember the name of the event itself (cos she flips to the cover and reads aloud). She did all that in a selamba fashion and never once it sound like she's reading, and best all, she didn't pause to think even for one second. -.-"

Flipping pages and made a speech out of it as she flipping.

Now that's worth admiring.

Anyway, before that very cool band played, the VVIPs were welcomed by pipe band of 5 and a drum playing dude led by a sissy drum major.


Wtf. So potong stim. He was suppose to be a most prominent figure compared to the rest of the band. You should see how he hold the baton (did he forgot breakfast lunch and dinner the day before?) and how he swung it upwards and side stepped to catch it, and first thing he adjusted after that big catch, was his bloody hair. And also if you did not know, the drum major was suppose to choreograph the marching movements, which of course he did, just that he made the band do what I now call the "Ant-walk".

Watch closely, there are the band mates and the leader in black. I don't know if its a formation. It's ANTWALK.

I've never seen anything like that in the history of marching band.

I GOT PUNK'D!

Like I said :-I GOT PUNK'D!!

It's funny how at first I felt ... empty. But after I hung up and reflect abit, I was like WTH, I was gotcha-ed. -.-"

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It was when everything that happened 2 minutes ago, sank into my sane mind. But you made my day. *grins*

Nice one!

My Arrangement

I figured a brilliant way of arranging the layout of stores in a mall. Read this.

Name of shops are very the creative these days. They either explicitly include north south east west, or it comes in the form of a "recognizable name" that we can relate to a certain part of the world.

So if we group them together wing by wing, semua solved! Unless, dia tak faham bahasa, itu lain cerita.

Let's see what we've got. Apparels and eateries, cafes and restaurants.

Topman Topshop - On top lah. NORTH!

Little Vietnam. Little Taiwan. Ehh! We have Little Penang too! Erm... All EAST!!

Chinatown Classic - duh, EAST!! (hey, easy peasy)

East India - okay lar, EAST, but closer to Centre Court.

Chilli's - American - WEST!

San Fran! - WEST!

Amarin Heavenly Thai - BAH. EAST

Finnegan's - IRISH! CENTRE!

Hong Kong Kim Gary - EAST!

British India? Er...

Sounds like a plan heh?

East West? Nine West??

Shopping malls are most Malaysians favourite hang out place. Malls these days are sprawling, an outward extension of a small piece of land, and has almost everything under one roof. So when you have everything under one roof, you've gotta provide good signage, just so people don't get lost in the concrete jungle. Or spend time looking for the store instead of spending their good money at your mall, right?

One mind boggling thing is, why in the world would they still name their crack and crevices East, West, North and South? As if we can tell east west north and south, INDOORS!

*checks portable compass

You see, when we can't tell East, West, North and South indoors, we tell directions by recognizing the stores lining each side. That's a workaround solution. But how many people that you know, actually know the location of each and every store? Most of the people I know would say, meet at Centre Court. Even then, people can't find each other because of their centrepiece. You get my drift.

"Where you at?"
"Im standing in front of GAP."
"Geb? Oh okay! Meet you in a second. I'm on my way up!"
"Up? Where? I'm at GAP!"
"Yeah I know. Geb rite? Just wait. I'll meet you there!"

Okay. I just made that up. But it's a possible confusing situation, you see? People are often reluctant to admit that they have bad sense of direction, leave alone admitting they have a short short-term memory span. Or simply, bad memory. You get my point.

GPS anybody? Or the ole trusty compass? Let's hope their East West North South is really what it is.

When its raining and you've got nothing to do

Abbr. of the day: EGM
EGM no longer stands for Emergency General Meeting.
Its now: Extraordinary General Meeting.

Wow.
More to come.

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