The Condom Story

Hmm.. been writing gibberish and making lots and lots of errors. Here's a not so gibberish post...

This incident happened about a week ago (during hari raya) when I was in Mid-Valley shopping with my friend. My pal and I went shopping (yes... men do shopping too) to look for some stuffs that he wanted. The list was long; spanning from the top to bottom of his feet. It was quite enjoyable really... hadn't been out hanging out with the guys for some time already.

So our last stop for the day was Watsons. My friend wanted to look for some prescription medicine and so we headed towards the end of the pharmacy. Right before reaching the pharmacist counter was a rack filled with lots of stuffs... ( I can't remember though..) and at the very end portion of the rack was condoms. Yes, I haven't mentioned that Watsons was on Sale that day... So most of the stuffs we're having discounts; including the condoms. Right in front of the rack was a tag and on it, written "15% off". Hmm.. If i needed it, that would be a great time to get those jumbo packs.

So anyway, as both of us walked past the aisle I noticed a man standing in front of the condoms rack and looking at the Durex box. He picked one up and well... maybe he was wondering which one to buy. On the same aisle, was a pretty looking girl standing near the guy. She had the innocent look and quite an adorable lass at first sight. As we walked pass the man, he turned around and spoke to the girl out loud "Look! got discount sammore.."

Immediately I glanced at the girl and she was blushing with nowhere to hide. Her reaction was like she didn't even knew the guy and immediately walked off the aisle to the next rack, blushinig and smiling away... It seemed that the girl was the guy's girlfriend and needless to say... hehehehe

Oh well, i guess he won't have the pleasure to use those condoms that night after an embarrassing moment at the pharmacy. What would you do... if your boyfriend did the same stupid mistake like him? ... Hmmm... i don't even wanna know ....

Quoted...

Whatever your cross,
whatever your pain,
there will always be sunshine,
after the rain ....

Perhaps you may stumble,
perhaps even fall,
But God's always ready,
To answer your call ...

He knows every heartache,
sees every tear,
A word from His lips,
can calm every fear ...

Your sorrows may linger,
throughout the night,
But suddenly vanish,
in dawn's early light ...

The Savior is waiting,
somewhere above,
To give you His grace,
and send you His love...

Whatever your cross,
whatever your pain,
"God always sends rainbows ....
after the rain ... "

Untitled

"You And Me"

What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

One of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping on words
You've got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
and me and all other people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

What day is it?
And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive

Its Only Natural...

I've been going about lately trying to write, express whatever I wanted but it seemed to have stopped in the middle every time. Up till to-date, there are 4 unpublished post still inside my account. What am I to do with them? I've lost interest in them somehow, the story isn't so beautiful anymore.

I guess this is how life is too in reality. Nothing is perfect and beautiful all the time. Yes, we all know it already but why do we still feel the way we are now? Probably, its only natural...

What am I blabbering about? I am not so sure myself... Let's take a break here and step into a sub post ...

The Story of a Boy: In My Perfect World.

I once had a dream... of a perfect relationship...
I would love her with all my heart, and she will cherish me with joy.

We'll never have to fight, We'll always talk things right.
I'll always hear her out, and I'll never have to shout.

I'd be there right by her side, She'll never have to hide,
For I will protect her, from anything she fear.

I'd be the one she admire, she'll never have to desire,
I'd go with all her wanting, there's never need for calling.

Our feelings they'll never go, till old it will always grow,
We'll see our lives together, our love will never falter.

My promise to you my dear, I stated it loud and clear,
Your smile it makes me lift, your recognition my greatest gift...

- FIN -

On to reality... If only it was this perfect... No matter how I wish and tried, it could never be that great. Love is great, but we are all human after all. Sometimes it gets tired especially when we never get the same affection in return.

People always never appreciate of what they already have. Even when it is good and pure, they will still overlook and yearn for more. The only time they ever realize and come to their senses, is to lose it and regret later. What for? only to lose and realize...

*here's something that was kept in the draft for a month

Solitude

Have you ever felt out of tune to life? Those moments where things just doesn't seem right at all? Nothing happened but you just can't seem to understand why you feel tired and fed up with everything around you...

Today is one of those days that's happening to me. It might be the work stress perhaps? I've just switch posting again and am holding big responsibilities over my shoulders. Just imagine that you are a... for say... Char Kuey Teow man... the next thing you know, your boss tells you that you are gonna be a VP tomorrow. Yeap, that's how big the gap feels for me now. I'm really glad that I managed to go this far in a year... but (psst... ) fact is nobody dared to take the job and it all comes down to the noobest/freshest of them all... ME! aaaaAAAaaHHHhhh.

To further shorten my lifespan by giving me more heart attacks, I was picked/"volunteered"/asked a favour to replace a colleague of mine for on call duty. There goes my weekends... say goodbye to goodnight and sleep tight, welcome horrific midnight calls! Hmm... maybe I should just pretend that I didn't hear the phone ring... hahahaha That would certainly be a good though... Why am I so restless??? This is also my first time on call =.=". Hopefully I can have a peaceful week till next week where I can handover my on call duty to someone else. :P

Or maybe cuz I'm sick? Haven't been feeling well lately. My throat has been irritating me for the past 2 days and I really hate sore throats. I get all gramps when I get the sore throat! I don't wanna be grumpy!!! I'd really love to set my eye of those MC's for being sick right now but I can't! As the saying goes, "Tak harn sei, em tak harn bheng" <--- rough translation: Got time to die, no time to fall ill.

Or maaaaaaybe... I'm getting fickle minded over personal issues. Sometimes I'd sit at my bed side and my mind starts wandering off.... .... .... Like now... Life hasn't really been rosy for me personally. Work is fine but just don't seem to be happy at home and etc. Don't you just wish that you knew the right path to choose? Choices choices... Decisions... and more of that crap. Ah... I'm really starting to get off to nowhere aren't I? Here's a question, what would you do if you've been hurt?

Sigh... I need a vacation... A trip to an uncharted island where I could just sit there and all I need worry is about what I'm gonna eat on my next meal... Ah what the heck, I'm gonna be alright tomorrow morning. MMmmnnn... some TLC might speed things up... hahaha :P

Seems like this is a normal thing :http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solitude.
Phew....

My Fairy Tale Princess

to a wonderful someone...
===========================

You're like a fairy tale princess,
You're like a dream come true.
You're all hes' ever wanted,
Yet you never had a clue.

Your tender voice fills him with joy,
It broke the spell of a lonely boy,
This blessed you he truly believe,
Like Sleeping Beauty a fairy's gift.

Your brilliant smile lights up his day,
His growing pain you'll ease them away,
This charming you can only compare,
To lovely Snow White only that's fair.

Your presence felt, he stood in awe,
So lost for words the moment he saw,
This graceful you so treasured in mind,
Like Cinderella who graced down in time.

to be continued...


*Its not a complete post yet and will be updating this from time to time. Hoping this post will grow slowly..

Losing my brains...

Just a quick and short note... I had lots of stuffs to say... It was in my mind already and er... I just forgotten what to blog about... Signs of aging? Time can be so so so cruel... :P Gimme a few days and I'd probably be able to recall what I wanted to say...

Intermission

Been really busy lately in the office and its really killing off my brain. Think I'm turning into a Pig.. Here's an indicator:

1. Expansion on waistline - I neeeeeed new pants!
2. My daily routine is wake up - sit - eat - sit - eat - sleep
3. I only move when I'm pushed to move

I'll be back soon with more crap to unload here. Thanks again for the support. I'm blushing here... not.. :P hehehehe

It made me smile...

Bloggin... It really made me smile to see people actually spending some time to read what's written here. Feels kinda nice that when people enjoy whats written. Heck, I shoulda go take majors in English or literature instead of IT! Thanks for the support :) (to be continued...)

Story that never was...

She was gold, and
She was bold, but
He was scared, and
yet he cared.

He was lost, and
There she was, but
He was gloved, and
She was loved,

He stayed the same, and
still quite sane, but
She had change, and
She was strange,

Now he stopped, and
He never talked, but
Now he's lost, and
at her cost,

This is fate, and
all to late, but
love they share, and
yet never there...

Love was found, and
Love was lost, but
Love is round, and
Love can bound.

Love is...

When you are lost... remember this...

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

Corinthians 13:4-7

=.="

Pening pening lalat~ Dun care lah...

Dear Diary...

I'm not sure exactly when it started but I do remember that I was chasing/liking girls since primary school. I always find girls very fascinating and I liked the feeling of having a close friend and someone to console me when I am sad. Though it might sound corny, I'm sure most of you can relate to this. Heck my classmates were already acknowledging their couples even wat... we were only 11 - 12 maybe?

Probably I was seeking love elsewhere because I never had that family touch and love. Its not that my family don't love me, they do but they stopped hugging, peck me at the cheek nor held my hands since kindergarten. I don't remember the last time hugged or held my mom's hands. We won't touch our siblings as well. The moment our shoulders rub, we would already start fighting. Don't underestimate the power of hugs & simple body gestures.

My first crush was during primary 6 when I got to know this pen-pal from Penang. HAhahah.. come to think of it, it really is funny and sure brings back some memories. Since I grew up in a kampung like environment, I was pretty shy with girls and well... still not the ladies men till now =.=". Back on those days, snail mail was the IN thing. We would compete to get as much of pen-pals as we can. There was also an international pen-pal society which my sister joined. That was really effective if you asked me. People were really sincere and it was fun anticipating mails from the postmen. Internet? what the heck is that? Lots of butterfly nets stacked up together?

Oh where was I? Yeah.. my first crush... Her name was... Mavis... something something. Can't recall her Chinese name. Guess I scared her off when I told her I liked her. That was the last mail I sent and received after that from her hahaha. If she was reading this, I would like to tell her I'm sorry that I freaked her out :P Was still a kid back then and didn't know what I was doing. Well, that was a dumbass move no matter how many times I think about it. I'd really laugh to myself now when I hear that kids in school start confessing to girls even when the results are obvious. Kinda remind me of myself.

Well, I guess we learn along the way. Kids at skool, if you ever bump into this post, its alright to date in school. Its part of growing up but please, keep your little elephant in your pants. Here are something I wanna share with you little guys out there:

1. Mailing a person less than 10 times won't win you the girl.
2. Not seeing the person at all won't win you the girl.
3. Knowing the girls name and where she lives only won't either.
4. Confessing to a girl when you have always been practically invisible under her radar is even stupid.
5. Confessing when she already tear up your valentines' card or dump your gifts is... I'm speechless.
   
6. Pretending to be macho is useless. Be yourself! If she likes macho and you're not, means forget it. Don't waste your time. You'll forget about her soon.
7. Act like a wuss and forget any hopes you hear me?

Wait.. I think my first crush was even way back than primary 6... I think it might be Primary 4 or 5. I liked one of my classmate and she was also my next door neighbour. I'd always go over to her house in the evening to hang out together. Probably that wasn't really love but childhood friendship where you practically want to be best buddies. I believe she is married now; probably with kids too.

As I headed into Secondary school, things are even more interesting. Hormones raging and also the peer pressure of best friends getting coupled! Damn... I wanna erase those memories away hahaha. Secondary was cool but also the gloomiest moments of my life. I had low self-esteem and hated the way I looked back then and it wasn't really helping at the dating department. Looking back at those years, I realize my mistakes of hating myself. Don't, you'll suffer. Learn to love yourself and bring out your personalities and it will shine. Who do you think would love you if you hate yourself?

Altogether, I had several/plenty/uncountable failed attempts at chasing girls during high school. At a point, I was telling myself that I would be a monk when I grow up. The rejections hurt big time, it hurts but it certainly taught me a thing or two. No teacher is better than experience itself. I'd always joke with my friends. Come to me not for advice for courting girls but come to me when you have been turned down. I can ease your pain. After several rejections, you'll learn of what to do and what not. No point in telling people what to do because they won't see how it relates to them. And yes... people just don't listen especially when it comes to this. The biggest advice that you hear is "don't go dating while you're still studying". Seriously, that is really good advice if you ask me now but hey we just don't listen. We only come to sense when time & years pass. STILL, it was good experience to date in school. Better learn when you are young rather than cheated(I am not refering to that... you know what I mean) for the first time when you are 30. Lagi mau bunuh diri.

I got my first girlfriend in Secondary 5 and I broke up 6 months later on my b'day. Not a nice gift but I somewhat chose that day to sort it out with my girlfriend then. We met over the internet and erm.... yes... those were the days where you thought everything is possible. Back then I could chat about almost anything and had a great community over the internet. Where have all the chatting juices gone now? beats me... Funny thing is we met only once and dated over the phone after that... so its not much a relationship when you think about it. Oh... before that I had a gf for a week somewhere during Secondary 3... and again.. probably I can't call her my gf...

Days in college was cool. I met a whole new group of friends(some brothers-in-arm too), fell in love and had a fair share of heartaches along the way too. Think it was the Nth time that I faced rejection which already made me immune to it. Still I had that thought of being a monk soon... =.=". On my last term in college, I met this amazing girl. She was kind to me and we somehow clicked well. We enjoyed each others company a lot. She'd drop by and ask about me when I'm sick and well, basically those little gestures was very sweet. Even though she was already seeing someone, it didn't matter to me cuz I know he's been hurting her. It kills me when I see her cry for him everyday in college. Somehow our friendship/relationship ended up sour when I left college. Don't really know what happened but I guess what's gone is gone. We're in ok terms now but just not that close anymore.

We went to separate Uni later on and life went on without her. I missed her so much, for a year at least since parting with her. Days were gloomy and I just lost interest in everything. The chatty and outgoing me just died back then. I loathed and complained about Uni and hated myself for whatever was happening. Still, things turned out not too bad. I didn't find love but I did find friendship and friends that I appreciate even till now. Some friends that I cared so much that I confuse myself sometimes. All in all, I was contented with what I had then. I was still moaning about the previous encounter that I told myself not to get involved. Still you can't beat the hormones and well, I did resisted temptation for at least 9 months or so.

And soon... Ah, let's just skip this part...

Present time comes and I guess I found someone whom I can appreciate. Although we tried not to argue like other couples but i think that statement might be slightly a bit over-powered. There's bound to be happy and sad times together and we strive through it together. Its what relationship is all about... right? I was the happiest guy alive when we started off. Things were butterfly'ish and I felt top of the world. As years pass, it just tones down a little but I understood that this was a normal thing. Or izzit? We're still together and I'm glad to have known her. She brought hopes and laughters to my sadistic life; though sometimes we have our ugly moments

After all the happy and sad moments of life in relationships, I'm doubting... what actually is love that I've been looking for? Is it the acknowledgement you get after your countless hardships? Probably its like sex where you actually get the 1 - 2 secs of climax but your exercise before that is freaking long. What do we actually look for in relationships? I know I want happiness, I want to be with my loved one but how do you tell if you've found true love? or is there even such thing...

My girlfrend, my car...

Girlfriends are like cars:

1. Car: Expensive but if you work hard and earn enough money for down payment, no problem!
   GF: "hard sell" but if you work out her heart, she's yours..
   
   
2. Car: Choose wisely before you pick your car, you're gonna stick to it for some time till you get enough cash for the next down payment.
   GF: Choose wisely, you only get one gf at a time and hopefully only 1 wife.
   
   
3. Car: Before buying, the only concern you have is getting enough money for the car
   GF: Before dating, you only worry about winning her heart
   
   
4. Car: After buying, you worry about maintenance and keeping it in tip top condition
   GF: When dating, you worry about maintaining the relationship & keep her happy.
   
   
5. Car: Don't get a car you cannot maintain, you'll run it down and waste your money
   GF: Don't go over your league, patching here and there won't last.
   
   
6. Car: Pick the wrong car? not easy to sell off also...
   GF: Breaking up is hard to do
   
   
7. When you lose your car, you go back to public transport
   When you lose your gf, you go back to the single population
   

Inner Self

1. I feel wicked
2. I feel unsatisfied
3. I feel crazy
   
4. I yearn the impossible
   
5. I frown at reality
6. I am changing, for better or worse?
7. I fear...
8. I have a secret
   

I am not a maid!

I am not your maid, not a maid

Domestic Helpers are like pirated VCD

Foreign maids; You need em' and you're also afraid of em'. You worry if they run away, kidnap your children, turns out to be a psycho, rob your house and so on but hey here's the news... They're scared of you too. They worry if you'll torture them, starve them, work them over and etc... Fact is we're scared of each other so we should respect each other if you wanna get things worked out. You know you need them so don't overdo it! Although they are paid to do your biddings, it doesn't mean that they aren't human. Who could work 16 hours every and on weekends too??? Even your mom or wife complaints about the chores they do everyday and they get to rest in between. Then again, if they do the work less than your acceptable cleanliness, why bother hire them when you could do a better job.

Perhaps the industry has gotten bigger and thus we get the lousy service from the agencies. The quality of maids has certainly gotten worse when compared to the earlier days. With more demands of these domestic helper, the agencies will just go to anywhere and recruit anyone to do the work. If they did had a screening test, I'd say they did a lousy job.

Helpers now are like pirated VCD while the agencies are just like the peddlers on the streets. Qualities not guaranteed and its your luck to get an acceptable helper. Like a pirated CD peddler, if you don't like your purchase just return it for a one to one exchange. Then again, the quality still s*ck on the next exchange. What happens to the cd that you returned? Its put up for sale again until the next sucker pays for it. There's nothing much they can do about it after the purchase. People just keep on going back to exchange for other defect products.

Thats how I perceive the agencies nowadays. If your helper is problematic, return it to the agency and they let you pick someone else. Your previous helper is pushed back to the available pool for some other sucker who wants to change their helper as well. What can you do? You've already paid the money and its not like you get a refund. You just end up with more headaches. Why are the agencies like this? Why not do some proper screening and interview before you recruit your staffs? If you did, try harder to improve. Just because people need your service doesnt give you the rights to slack off...

Rich man, Poor man.

I've been reading a lot of blogs lately as my internet is pretty much filtered. Its the only place where I can find interesting and crappy things to fill up those gaps every now and then. I truly respect the bloggers that takes criticism openly and not filtering comments on their posts. At the same time, I find it most interesting to read the comments from readers as they are actually the main source of laughter. Some people just can't take the joke on the surface. They have to take the jokes on postings personally and start a "crap war" out of it. While I think its entertaining to see the useless fight for who's right or wrong (c'mon, its only a post for pete's sake!), you're only wasting your energy. Your opinion really doesnt change the world. It only goes to show how bad tempered or natured you are when you argue about a little posting. If you want to have a say at things, do it elsewhere which is much more productive.... like I dunno.. go do politics or be someone famous enough to become influential.
Reading through people's comments did made me realize one thing. When you are a nobody, your comments are just rubbish no matter how logical it sounds. Rich b*stard will see you in court if you post things that offend them even just a little and poor kids like us... well... save your breath for something else... Free speech is almost impossible here. If you want that, go migrate to some other country. I won't put any hopes here...

How do you know if you have YM Syndrome?

How to you tell if a person is playing with Yahoo Messenger way a bit too much? Here's an indicator:

1. You always hear "pok!" in your head every now and then, with or without a PC.
   
2. You stare at the taskbar until somewhere flashes yellow and get all excited.
3. You shutdown and launch YM! repeatedly until someone msg's you.
   
4. You start msg'ing your own Yahoo ID when there's no one else to talk to.

If You have any of the above, you're likely contracted with YM Syndrome! There is no cure!

Interim Solutions include:

1. Set "pok" as your HP alert tone so you don't imagine the sound instead.
2. Hide your taskbar so you don't see it.
3. Start spamming your list.
   
4. Delete your ID from your own contact list.
5. Use MSN and risk getting MSNingvitis or GoogleTalk and risk at Googling effect
   

From the workstation

Its a busy day today. Its already 5.30pm and here I am sitting by the window of my workstation in the office. What AM I doing here??? It started off as a short day in the shortest month of the year and suddenly it changed when I was about to go home :P

The day started off with some hectic schedule. Its already the end of the month and there are a lot of routine tasks to be completed at this time around. As early as 7.45am, I got the headaches from seeing overdued bills as a result of poor billing process. I wished that I could just take out a lighter and burnt all the bills to ashes.

On with the day, I had to get whatever I wanted to settle before lunch because of some meetings with the managers that came all the way from the states( holiday for them, more work for us). The meeting was scheduled for 4 hours which means that we had no time to do our own stuffs. And so... the rush hour begins!

By the end of the day, things was almost settled. I could go home and sleep peacefully and suddenly.... why... why did I had to go see my supervisor before going hooome??? *slap myself* I went to surrender my company phone because contractors aren't allowed to have company assets...( Wut? Permanent staffs wont cheat the company izzit? Naweh... How to work for you if you dun trust us? Why bother hiring contractors then?) So anyway, I was dragged into some late night conference by my team lead =.= The meeting won't start till 9pm so here I am... by the window of my room looking out at KLCC, ppl walking home while I rant, whine about staying back! Its a good thing they granted me Internet else I will really turn into stone. I didn't had access to the internet until recently... YUP! what company does not have internet huh??? Mine... =.=

Let's try some self comfort here... Its really nice being in the office. I have half the room and the view is great! I get the feel of a manager's office. The only thing that brings me back to reality is my scrawny pay I get each month and I get bossed around :P Wish I had a camera with me so I can upload some photos here to show you what I am talking about. Then again, my computer's security is so tight, its hard to be called a PC... should be labelled as dummy workstation!

Yes... why are we all rushing for work? Why do they managers bother to visit from the states? We are having a teambuilding!!!! YAy!!.... again... for the nth time in my 8 months in the company. Anyway, I am heading off to Genting tomorrow for the teambuilding. I'll make sure I squeeze whatever I can from this trip for making me staying back today~ wakakaka

The story of a toothpaste...

Recently heard of this story from one of my colleague at work. She said there was this couple that they know of, married many years who actually divorced over a tube of TOOTHPASTE!. You know its common that some people like to squeeze at the very top end of the paste as it is convenient to do so. Then, there's the neat freak that likes to squeeze the tube at the lower end so that they can push the toothpaste all the way up. So in this case, the wife was a neat freak and the husband just couldn't be bothered on where its squeezed. So this happened too many times over their marriage and the wife was unhappy about it. She told him to follow her and the husband said "OK!, OK!". Alas, the OKs turned to KO because old habits die hard. They got upset on each other and quarreled on many other small things. In the end? They met at where they started their lives together. The law firm...

My Boss & I

One not so fine day, we received a note from our Boss. The subject line was:
"Our daily working hours is 8 daily" or something like that...

In it was written something like this:
"We are required to work at least 8 hours daily everyday. I noticed some of you that comes to work and goes for breakfast for 20-30 mins, then take lunch for more than an hour, then you take tea break and go back home sharp 5!" and the mail goes on...

After that mail, nobody dared to go home sharp 5 even if they never did any of the above. Well, I was one of the people up there kakakakaka. That was months ago when I had nothing else better to do at work :P.

Anyway, I had an incident at work today. I stayed back late a little. Probably because of that mail.. hehehe while I was packing my bags to go home, I turned around and check if I had missed anything out... well... nothing left... and I headed for the door. I locked my room and there it was... Behind the windows of my room... I saw my ROOM KEYS!!! Arghhh!!! I locked myself out of the office! Oh booy... My room mate isn't coming to work for another 3 days and my keys are left inside the room... :P Ah heck... I'll see the security tomorrow and get it opened. But hmm... I think I forgotten to switch off the lights as well... hehehehe

? can't make up a title for this one ?

I know, I know... why more lyrics again? Never realized what Hinder was singing either because his voice is just too "sexy" until you can't hear properly the words he's trying to speak! Still, cool lyrics... sad but nice...


"Lips Of An Angel"

Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue

Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Honey why you calling me so late?

Welcome to My Life

This song never felt so meaningful before until now. It really sums up on what's happening lately and just felt like posting this up. My mom's been reading lots of horoscopes and shes telling me good things will come soon for me :P Though I usually don't believe them, especially the fat aunty on TV... but this is one prediction I hope will be true. Ahh... I need a holiday! Away from work, away from home...


Welcome to my Life O.o....

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
No one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
Never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

Something on yer mind?

Suddenly humming this song for no apparent reason and was curious so I went to search for the lyrics. Coincidentally, I found a very interesting line in the lyrics. See the 2nd last paragraph, highlighted text. Our MMU gang will certainly get the joke on this one! :P I'm not making this up hehehe! Ya can check this out here!


I'll Never Fall in Love Again - by Carpenters

What do you get when you fall in love

A girl with a pin to burst your bubble

That's what you get for all your troubble

I'll never fall in love again

I'll never fall in love again



What do you get when you kiss a guy

You get enough germs to catch pneumonia

After you do, he'll never phone you

I'll never fall in love again

I'll never fall in love again



Don't tell me what it's all about

'Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out

Out of those chains, those chains that bind you

That is why I'm here to remind you



What do you get when you fall in love?

You only get lies and pain and sorrow

So far at least until tomorrow

I'll never fall in love again

I'll never fall in love again



Don't tell me what it's all about

'Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out

Out of those chains, those chains that bind you

That is why I'm have here to remind you

Here to remind you, here to remind you

Toh! here to remind you



What do you get when you fall in love

You only get lies and pain and sorrow

So, far at least until tomorrow

I'll never fall in love again

I'll never fall in love again

Resolutions... (are meant to be broken)

2007... Time flies and I'm gonna get a year older... *tuut!* I'm already in my mid 20's! C C Mou Sing livin my life... Cannot lah... Lookin' back at 2006 was... well same as any years.

I already left my yearly resolutions back in school days. I remembered that we used to write an essay in BM and English about our new year resolution every time we got back to school. The last time I wrote on my resolution was... ... ... can't remember no more!

Anyway, before I finish this piece of writing, I'd like to share a story a bit on some other stuffs. My hands are shaking and I seem to lose my senses on the keyboard. I'm making a lot of typo while typing this thanks to the UNCLE from the CAMRY: BGN 8138 (his 8's on his car plate isn't gonna help him in lucks).

Ok! Back to Resolutions: Things I wanna do this year

1. Get a raise
2. Get a better job
3. Find a job I love
4. Job, Job, & more Job (ignore this one)
5. Be more productive (at work & life, does not include human population)
6. Get professional certification
7. Study another language
8. Be more independent
9. Be a better Son, Brother, Boyfriend?, Friend
   
10. Have a better goal and work towards it (usually N.A.T.O: no action, talk only)
    
11. Better Willpower (refer to item no.10 above)
12. Dream ( GOOD dreams that become reality)
    
13. Save money
14. Stop being so forgetful
    
15. Did I mention a better Job already?

Geez... that's a long list is it not? XD. Am I too late for this? its already 7th Jan. Oh well... better late than never!

Ok! back to my BGN 3138 story... I was driving at the Sprint Highway... After exiting the toll, beside Philleo Damansara. Oh yeah, before that... A lot of f*kers on the road lately that doesn't use their signal lights when trying to change lanes. Not to mention that they are blind as if there is no side or rear mirrors! This BIG FAT CAMRY suddenly pushed its oversized Hoods into my lane when I was beside the f*ker! Right in front of that f*ker was an oil tanker which was also trying to move into my lane but slowly... Lucky I was driving at 60km/h... and there wasn't any cars on my right... I was so freaked out that I couldn't find my horn! I managed to hit the steering 3 times though, which made 3 teenie weenie farting horn sounds which couldn't wake an ant.

Given my angry attitude, I slowed down my car further... waited for the f*ker and I chased his butt for a while... I cooled off a little afterwards but I was still shocked after that. Which made my hands... er... lose coordination a bit now while typing :P

I wished that these buggers will get their license stripped. There was another idiot previously in MV which did the same thing. That idiot must be trying to impress his girl in his old navy blue Honda Accord. His P license tells it all... Wondering which Kopitiam he got his license from...

Hannah Montana: Best of Both Worlds

You get the limo out front
Hot styles, every shoe every other
Ya when your famous it can be kinda fun
It's really you but no one ever discovers
In some ways your just like all your friends
But on stage your a star

You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then you rock out the show
You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together and you know that it's the best of both worlds
The best of both worlds

You go to movie premieres
Hear your songs on the radio
Living two lives is a little wierd
But schools cool cuz nobody knows
Ya you get to be a small town girl
But big time when you play your guitar

You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then you rock out the show
You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together and you know that it's the best of both
You know the best of both worlds

Pictures and autographs
You get your face in all the magazines
The best part is that
You get to be whoever you want to be

Ya the best of both
You've got the best of both
Come on best of both
Who would have thought a girl like me
Would double as a superstar

You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then you rock out the show
You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together and you know that it's the best

You get the best of both worlds
With the shape and the hair
You can go anywhere
You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together, oh ya
It's so much better cuz you know you've got the best of both worlds

-fin-

Comments: Let's face it, this is just a song and it happens in the show. You ain't getting best of both worlds in reality.

What if...

What if... I made the other decision?
Ever wondered what its like to have made the "other" decision instead of the one you chose? Or have you ever had the feeling of regret after deciding on something? I know I do... Its not really that great to dwell too much into it and there's just too much in life for you to decide. How far can you worry? Being said that, I'm still a whiner and it makes me wonder...

Hmm... how many of you out there are that full of life, no regrets and always looking at the positive side?...

What if... you had to be cruel to find true happiness?
Long long time ago, when the Big Bad Wolf was just a wolf, he believed that the World was just & right. He stood and lived by his morals and life was a bed of roses to him and everyone around him.

Things however, changed and he realized how cruel and deceitful life can be when he jumped into the Muddy Valley a few years back. He turned into a screwed up bastard whose half screwed and half sane mind led him into thinking this question up:

The ultimate question of all time...
"What if you had to be basket to find true happiness?".
What would you do? Would you do it? Will you take up this role? What do I mean? Whether you are dating, married or "its complicated", will you ever be with another person and leave your partner behind? Let's just have a minute to think here... What if your true "the one" requires you to dump your partner, "spanar" someone, in other terms be the bad guy/gal in your relationship? Will you stand by your builded relationship or will you go with your great admiration? I am not provoking such an act nor do I condone to doing so. There is a moral to this story/question though... wanna know what it is? Ah heck, I'll tell you anyway...


"Never ever be too comfortable with your position in your relationship that you neglect your role responsibilities" cuz you dunno when you'll kena spanar'ed! Aaahahaha!

Relationships are a life long thing. You don't own it forever once you get hold of it but you continuously grow together with it. It is just like planting a tree. you nurture it and give it plenty of shit... err... fertilizers and water. If you stop shitting it, it'll die off slowly. Too much shit and it dies off too... Wah... so troublesome! Why do we bother giving them shit? Cuz you get a pretty bloomed flower when you do it right. and we love pretty things... :P

What if... I was SuPeR HeNsEm?
- I'd be a bastard... -

Ok! Just for laughs :P End of post hehehe