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My supper tonite

Went to my favourite Ramly burger stall around 10 sumthing but he didn't open tonite so I tot of skipping supper fer tonite.

But then, those pix in michelle's blogs about wat she had during her trip in KL was tempting and my stomach was rumblings furiously demanding for something to fill it up...

So no choice lor, looked around the house and finally found this:


So, I without any other choice of supper, and my stomach is rebelling... I decide to go make this as my supper. After all, beggars can afford to be choosy, rite?? hehe

I got this Kaya cake from the factory 7th month prayers "goodie bag" and I had a whole packet of them which looks like this:


Knowing that no one else at home would eat those, it will be left to rot in days to come. So I thought, "wat the heck... dun waste it."

Frankly, they are extremely helpful and convenience in times like this. Quite delicious too...

Wanna try?? The brand is Apollo. And the cake look like this:


Very nice oohh... And I'm enjoying every bite of it now.

Izzit becoz I'm hungry?? Who cares, rite? hehe

Cheers.

A new friend

I'm actually waiting for my friends as they are on their way here from KL. And till nw I've no idea what time they will reach.

Anyway, as the topic suggest, I'm to tell something wonderful happened to me which did help abit on my depression.

I was depressed after a series of happenings since saturday nite. Practise session did not go well as I couldn't concentrate and on Sunday, I was benched because my car broke down in the midst of the session. I just coulnd't believe my luck.

As usual, I return to work on Monday and the first thing I do is to switch on my computer and log on to MSN Messenger and open Internet Explorer and get into the forum. The forum has always been a wonderful place for me to get rid of Monday Blues but then, this time is difference. I saw alotz of new post but I just do not have the mood to reply them which I would normally. I read them and they don't seem to attract me to post and in fact, I felt tired reading them. And so, I would chat with Zendened. A guy working in KL which I find pleasures talking to him (me not gay,just that this guy had a lot in common with me.)

After a short chat with Zendened, I noticed a popup on the left top area informing that someone added me to their msn. I thought it was another member from some forum since I've posted my address wherever. Thus, I approved to add this new friend. Not knowing wat surprise it will bring.

After a short while of adding the new friend, I was aroused by my curiousity (as always, it had give me good times as well as bad times), and I took the initiative to start a chat to establish the identity of this new friend.

The reply is quite unique which is "It is not important, I'm looking for friends." Well, fine with me. Another friend will never hurt. So, I continue to chat with this new friend and I learnt that she are going some rough patches through her life and are now depressed. I gave it a thought and felt that her depression is more serious than me and thus I decided to leave my depressed feelings aside and help her... hahaha. How irony is that, a depressed helps another depressed.

Well, after a day chat, I managed to change her and felt she has gotten cheerful and I was quite pleased and we continued to chat. That day, I was quite happy that I could help her and we chatted for a few sessions throughtout the day.

This gal. When i knew her on Monday, She was a sad, unconfidence gal who gave up on everything. However, after 5 days of chatting to her and talking to her through the phone, she was actually a very good gal with a caring, considerate and a lady with plenty of good qualities which I would like to keep them to myself. Sorry...

However, she's just confused and needed someone to talk to her so that she can forget about those unhappy experiences and get on with life. I enjoyed chatting with her no matter online through the msn or the phone. And I find comfort when talking to her and looks forward to the next sessions of chat with her. And I sincerely hope she also felt that.

I really don't know what my mum will do when she sees the phone bills though. hehe

Lastly, she's a girl worth every effort of me to befriend and I shall treasure her no matter what her identity is. I do not regret adding her to my msn or taking the initiative to chat with her as this efforts has paid well.

Gal, treasure every seconds of your life as we only lived once. I'm happy and grateful to have a friend such as you.

Cheers.

By the time I published this, I've chatted with her on the phone and Alan and gang has reached JB finally. So, I'm going out to bring them for supper.

Wat happened to me??

I don't know wat happened to me lately but I can sensed that i'm been depressed. Everything lil' thing can be translated to negative to me and I just can't help it.

After some time I've said something or done something, I began to regret wat I've just said. I don't mean what I've said but I was like being possesed. Thinking about things which I don't want to think of or even not intent of.

Maybe is because of what happened recently and I'm very troubled about this. I don't know what is the outcome of this issue and I'm very worried about this. Although I've already enlisted some assistance, but I'm still not assured. I do not doubt them. It's just me.

However, I don't think this is a good excuse for what I've done. I just hope my friends (they know who they are) understands what I'm going thru.

Cheers.

A stroke of inspiration


A stroke of inspiration came over me just now and not to waste this rare opportunity, I used them with great effect turning some unwanted junk in my office to things nice to see and nice and used.

Pen Holder:
Was done using a an empty Miss Elizabeth Clarke Herbal Candy can that was in my drawer fer a long long long long time. Now I've with that stroke of inspiration, I've got an idea how to do something out of it.

In order to cover the can outer appearance to make the pen stand looks a lil' classy and attactrative, I make use of some wrapping papers leftover and wrap over it...
After that, I used a silver thin ribbon and tie around it fer a lil decor on the appearance... Now, I feel the pen stand a lil' more better. hehehe

So, the above pix is the before and after of the pen stand I was blabbering abt. Nice eh??


Notepad:
This was done using some recycle paper and a invitation card from a merchant for a fashion gala.
The invitation card are used for the cover.

i cutted the recycle papers halves just nice for the invitation card. Then I punch holes on the cutted paper and bind them with paper fasterner.

After that, on the invitation card, I fold it inside out to hide the print which I don't want to see and the inside fold do not have any printing. After that, I punch two holes again with the puncher.




Then I binded the cover and the paper with the mentioned paper fastener.
Did for a colleague one too and with some special add ons... hehe

Feeling sleepy now lar. So cannot write out descriptively... sorry.

The trolley culture here

I just don't understand... Whenever I'm in a hypermarket or a supermarket, I'm sure that I'll end up being frustrated by the others who don't seem to be using their brains when they are shopping, especially during weekends nite. They tend to leave their trollies in the middle of the lane unattended or attended knowing that the place is packed and almost everyone had a trolley with them.

They'll just ignore u and continue to search for things on the rack and their trollies in the middle of the lane blocking everyone. But then, when we tries to move the trolley to somewhere, then they'll think that we are trying to be funny or tries to trolley-jack. Or else, they'll be discussing the price of the item and whether to buy or not to buy between them in the lane. As though all of us is waiting fer their decision. Then, when u excuse yourself fer a path, they looked at you as though u had offended them big time. It's just a bottle of shampoo fer goodness sake. Wan to buy, then put in trolley and get on with it, don't want to buy, then return it to the rack. So simple... Even my lil' cousin in K1 knows it... But they, a full grown adult doesn't seem to know abt this simple law.

Everyone will be like waiting fer each other to cross but then, all is competing to be the first one to go. Is the things so cheap that a second lost is a bargain lost?? Or izzit they had pawn they brains for cash so that they can shop until they drop.

Is the merchandise so fantastic and alluring until they are so concentrated on the merchandise and put all common and civic sense aside?? Why is there such things happened? Until now with countless of times with such experience, I still find no answer. Who's at fault here?? The managment of the hypermarket fer designing such narrow lanes, the company which designed and sells the trolley fer that bulky size or the people aka shoppers??

We asian are known to be well educated in civicness and well mannered but then, all these seems to be a totally difference thing when they entered the hypermarket or supermarket with over millions of brandnames being stacked together in countless of neatly arranged racks... Those thing dun runs away fer goodness sake even though u spend a seconds pushing the trolleys to the side where the passage is clear and everyone can use with ease.

Once, I'd encounter a families of boor where they seems to think they have booked the whole hypermarket to themselves. They have around 3-4 trolleys each and whenever one stopped to look at something, the others will then joined in and leave their trolleys just like that... I was like "WTF??? u think the whole lane is ur father one ahz??" Then, I'll have to make a "detour" to catch up with with my friends who I went shopping that day. I've encounter them a few times that nite and until the third or the fourth time, they did that,my fuse blown, I use my trolley to push theirs to make way for mine and when they saw it, the guy came over to me with a burly face and ask me y i did that fer.

I replied to him with a question fer blocking the road with their trolleys, and he replied "Wait a while, will die ahz??".

Wah... that answer shocked me. I wasn't very satisfied with the answer and thus replied "U think this hypermarket ur grandfather open, ur father manage and your playground??"

Being loss for words as he sees that we are sorta those unfriendly people and he has his family with him, he threaten us to be careful. Frankly, it was rather funny that this is the first time someone threaten me that way in a hypermarket and all because of the trolley...A puny trolley which we never think so highly upon.

So, we hasten our shopping and settle it. Went to the carpark and wait for him to see wat he's capable of and also let him see wat we are made of...

Moral of the story, know where to put your trolley when you are looking for something. Others might not tells u off but why spoil everyone shopping mood??

Think over it... cheers.

The Need for Speed

Damn boring in the office, had a heavy lunch resulting me sleepy now n my eyes are struggling to open to keep me awake. All the while, watching my watch hoping for 3.30pm will reach.

Then i noticed my handphone light up, followed by the Savage Garden song which I set as ringtone. it was a fren of mine. I was so glad that at last, someone has come to my rescue from boredom.

He told me that there's a friendly race tonite and he needs a driver... My eyes lit up and I'm on hyper mode again... So happy abt this news and agreed to be the driver without thinking twice or to get more info abt this. After getting the answer he wanted, he told me some info briefly n hung up... I was so happy and can't wait for the moon to come shine on me. At least, I got something to look forward in this hot boring Saturday afternoon.

Hahaha... I was there oredy. The car was a cool BMW Z8. Took the car out fer a test drive to understand the car and also the path/"track"... traffic was medium and no signs of roadblock. Weather is good and road lights all worked very well, enhancing the visibilities. This is the most perfect road settings I could get on a Saturday nite. It's seems that the nite is on duty tonite and everything was so perfect.

When I returned to the point, I saw a black shining Evo 8, MR2, R-32 and a S14. WTF!!! Who are they?

I parked the car and joined my fren as they seems to be engaged in a exciting and interesting conversation that they didn't even noticed me when I came back. I was introduced to those drivers... hi hi, greetings come and goes... Then it's time fer biz... We started our car and positioned it the way it supposed to be and a guy came in the middle and brief us abt some trivial issues on the track, road and so on.

Shortly after that, a 5 secs countdown and I stepped on the pedal with all the might i have and sped off. The Evo was good but then he lacked a lil' skill. I managed to followed him closely in the back and observing how he drives and the road condition...

He was quite off timing when overtaking cars and occasionally did some hard braking while overtaking... wat the heck, All I need to do is to wait fer the right time. But when is the right time. My Z8 can't possibly overtake this beast on straight or empty road... If I really do that, I'll be overtook and smoked by him easily. I must think hard...

All the way, I've followed him, after some 20 mins of him doing some stupid mistakes, I managed to stick at the back of him. My front bumper almost touching his rear, hoping I'll get the lead I wan so far...

I followed him fer more that 40 mins but I still can't overtake him. That beast is truly powerful and I'm now more determined to overtake him and just waiting fer the rite moment. Alas, I'm very near to the finishing line but then I can only afford to chase him tight but not overtake him and lose the whole race.

Wat a shame... haiz.

Addictions...

ad·dic·tion
Pronunciation: &-'dik-sh&n
Function: noun: compulsive physiological need for and use of a habit-forming substance (as heroin, nicotine, or alcohol) characterized by tolerance and by well-defined physiological symptoms upon withdrawal; broadly : persistent compulsive use of a substance known by the user to be physically, psychologically, or socially harmful.
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Well, I've been an addict to all sorts of things all my life. Addicted to coffees, ceylon teas, ciggarates, chocolates, cartoons, gaming and etc...

Recently, I've noticed that I've developed an addiction fer forums. I can sit in my office the whole day from 8 am to 5 pm occupying myself with responding post in forums.

I dun understand why or how this has taken place but i did notice that I've been livelier and my time is more enjoyable ever since I joined the forum for the first time last year.I've never thought of spending my days this way but this is happening...

Of coz, everyone's life has it's ups and down and I've learnt to accept them and as we are exposed to the "community", we learned the traits of people which we never think off.

It's funny when u replying to a thread where it's all about some topic where we enjoy and also sad when replying to certain topics regarding abt some misfortune. But then, this actually make the friendship deeper and deeper although we may be in different location. I nvr understand this.

I used to be very active in chats in my shooling era but then, the feeling are not the same. In fact, some of the friends I made in chatrooms are still in contact thru sms. But then, the feeling is totally difference from replying the forum. Or am I wrong to say that??

Aniwae, it's always good to get new friends but not all are worth to keep and trust. I've learnt this thru the hard way and I hope nobody goes thru the same path as me.

I gotta go back to my forum now... Cheers.

My Goatee

Few weeks ago, my precious goatee was once again a topic of conversation with a forummer and he suggested that we create a poll to see whether my goatee should go or not. With curiousity to know the view of others, I thought this would be a great idea to get opinions and thus agrees to it.

And there it was, the poll was created and on the first day, the poll shows that i can keep my goatee, much with my delight actually, but after that, i can foresee that my goatee got to go... Alas, on that fateful Thursday, the people has spoken, the goatee got to go. Fine, I'll just trim it and shave it of clean and clear.

"Wat the heck, rite... It's only a goatee..." I console myself, not knowing what will happen later...

The next morning in the bathroom fresh after a shower, I was abt to executed the trimming and shaving but then, my hands seems to be reluctant to do so. I watched my goatee fer the last time and still thinking whether to do or not to. A very hard decision especially when u are naked and cold standing in bathroom just after a shower early in the morning.

A glance at the watch shows me I shall be late if I'm still waiting fer the councils of my brain debate with the opposition party of my heart. So I go ahead and start the whole execution.

Starting with the trimming, and then finally shave it off... wah... After so long, the goatee which I used to stroke during any brainstorming was finally cleared.

I looked at the mirror and saw the reflection of my face. A question struck me: "Why the hell I shaved that??"

I began to regret what I've done a couple of seconds if not, minutes earlier. But then, the people say I look better with the goatee gone and so, I'll try to live a few days without and see whatz the outcome.

Everyday whenever I pass by the mirror and saw the reflection of myself, the same question still pops out "Why the hell I shaved that??"

Is it worth the effort and the changeover??

We shall see. After all, future is not for us to decide...

Cheers.