Monday, October 08, 2007

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 ... "

Saturday, October 06, 2007

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

Friday, October 05, 2007

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 Up till to-date, there are 4 unpublished post still inside my account.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....

Thursday, October 04, 2007

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..

Monday, September 03, 2007

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...

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

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

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

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...)

Monday, June 04, 2007

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.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

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...

Sunday, April 29, 2007

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...

Saturday, March 17, 2007

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

Sunday, March 11, 2007

I am not a maid!

I am not your maid, not a maid

Friday, March 09, 2007

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...

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

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...

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

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

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

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

Saturday, February 03, 2007

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...