its friday

ohh, it's friday. time flies but i never thought it is this fast.

for the commoner, it is usually very exciting. looking forward towards a two day resting plus tonnes of outings with peers.

i used to be this commoner till this year. you know what time it is now. end of year. a curse spell on the accountants, auditors and financial related field officer. time to rush everything from closing the accounts.

i am now no longer the commoner. i have so much to do and so little time. forget about sunday. i have to go stock taking with another colleague. for friends who are foreign to accounting, stock take involves counting the inventory on hands held by the respective company. fun right?

not really, it depends what corporate client you have.

it is aptly to put this for the fellow accounting and finance working individual:

I kept telling my friends to stay off assurance line but it seems that gets them more excited to join. 

how do you restart a conversation

i have found out news about my friends around me for these few days. some moderately important news. but at one point, i start to think. since when i had started to lose touch with them. it used to have an automatic update from them. since i begin assuring other people's acounts, i have less such update. probably the fault is on my part for not taking the initiative.

in my defense, i always thought if our friendship is strong enough, this thing is a friend would normally do. perhaps i am wrong la. maybe it is time for me to try catching up on them one per day. that way, i will feel better.

i am now trying to devise a non-awkward way to start a conversation to friends who i have lost touch with since high school and university days. will it be just a hi or what have you been up to? or should i start by teasing. i don't know. my ability to converse has been impaired by the fact of number viewing days in and out. time to sharpen my communication skill again.

Maybe I should send a card with this instead.

blogger feels it is timely to update from friends for real, and definitely not through the blue wall updates.

EY annual dinner

oh, it was my first corporate annual dinner. quite fancy. it was situated at one of the posh hotels in kl. nothing less expected from ey.

personally, i think it is too big. with turn around of more than 1200 plus. i am lost. i have to keep looking for my friends, which is not completely unpleasant. it is really a time for mingling while drinking. i was forced to downed a glass of beer. not too bad. it tasted like bitter shandy? i wonder what was the bru-ha-ha of drinking red wine. my colleague convinced me to gulp it real fast. and it ended up no feeling. maybe i am borned with the gene to digest alcoholic drinks fast. haha. i have a resistant gene. but once i started driving home, i feel a warm, fuzzy feeling in my stomach. not unpleasant, just plain weird.  

i met up with quite a number of my batch colleagues, always happy to see them. they are like your childhood friends who grow up with you. just the context has switched to career wise. i also got to know some new people in my company. one which i have performed some tasks for her but never meet her. in short, my company is too big.

this is the moment everyone flashes out their best dress and suit. yours truly just stick the old suit. but it is the moments that count. (i almost offended a friend because i told her, "your dress looks like a saree." oppss. but to be fair, i have another colleague who thinks the same way. hence, i uphold the innocence card still.

the culture

you may say it is a instinct. from the way a person talks, i feel the person is lonely. lonely in the sense where he is not only quiet but has limited amount of acquaintance around.

i wonder why. maybe because i am one? true, towards a certain extent. sometimes, i wish not to talk. my friends will laugh. is this even possible that i wish not to talk.

yet, this week i found a friend in my office. we were assigned the same job previously but we seldom talk. until i started mumbling some nonsense. he begins to take note. then we went for makan and i questioned him a lot. up till a point i myself find a bit intrusive.

to be able to found out a person who lacks ability to converse and write in malay is indeed a refreshing one. yet, he is working with some of the clients who speak malay. i wonder how that feels. it would be the same position as me being talking to a french. that must be not easy.

i begin to notice that sometimes a lot of people are having these common thoughts but nobody is willing to share. for one, he feels the office people are fake. yes, i nod to that. in my perspective, they are not fake, they are just trying hard to impress. hmmm. is this what you label as lack of attention and affection? i sometimes can't stop staring at my colleagues who try to impress my seniors. but performance wise, just keep complaining and checking the cellphone. to hell with that, if he is going to survive that way, i think it must be time to strategise.

i have tried my best to keep quiet and smile. my friend told me sometimes, this is what they call soft skill. oh really? i din know talking some cock and bull stories consist of any soft skill. perhaps it is the mentality and the education one receives.

i am a strong believer there are several types of culture in my office. the one who likes to talk cock, the one who just simply work hard, the one who complains a lot and the one who just doesn't give a fuck. i think i don't know where i stand anymore. i just want to get the job done and go home. maybe i haven't met the right type of colleagues then. my social circle can be quite pathetic in the office. i don't have lunch with colleague of the same department.

where do i stand? i don't care. i am just going to create a new culture that talks cock and bull stories of those colleagues who talk cock and bull stories. hmmm.... seee.... the fun in that is the person i dislike becomes the subject. what if karma comes back around. let's just say i am just stating facts.

you should have just died

last weekend was quite a good one. went for a movie and dinner with friends. the movie is entitled skyfall. by now, everyone should have watched it given the bru-ha-ha by the advertisement. to top of the level of excitement, my company offers 200 movie tickets for the lucky employees. too bad, yours truly failed in getting one.

hence, my outing with my friends to watch instead. my comment about the skyfall: story line is good, the actresses are quite hot as well. actually i think the eve moneypenny is hotter than the girl that died. am i the only one who thinks so? just because bond had fun with the girl in the shower doesn't mean she is the hottest. i find the part when eve is shaving bond has more exciting and romantic quality than the naked scene in the shower. okay, enough. the dramatic is just so, so since i expected nothing less than that. 

during the opening of the movie, adele's song is played. quite nice and over the top. then my mind started wandering into the marketing side of things. since bond 007 has always been the top movie, of course they want to associate themselves with the best artist of the year. hmmm.... there is also the laptop and watch which i play close scrutiny to. this observation of mine derives from the fact that i took a marketing module back in university. since then, everything just clicks for me. everything is about apperance and perception.

master that and you are on your way earning big bucks. 

after the movie, we decided to go for a mamak session which turned out to be a hokkien mee eating session. while eating, CY brought up the issue with his old house infested with cockroaches. gross. but still, years of listening to gross stories during meals has strengthened my willpower to eat in comparison to imagination. i continue eating. while A was scolding CY, i was happily chewing. then, CY started storytelling. how he had a long fever which lasted for 3-4 days. how his whole body felt paralysed and his ridiculous methods of curing himself. as the story continued on and on, A suddenly blurted, "you see, you should have just died. that would solve all your problems." then, everyone went silent. i was looking at CY. he was looking at A after me. after that, i laughed. 

the joke really took me by surprise because CY is really serious about his story. i was thinking, i wouldn't have thought of that. CY started to shakes his head while smiling. yes, A can be entertaining at times. credit should be given when it falls due. spot on. 

blogger feels that he was once the joker and yet months of professional employment has turned him into a listener and boring friend.    

what are you waiting for?

colleagues were happily chatting. me: happily eavesdropping. uncouth yet given the circumstances where all of us sat on a big round, meeting table, hence my above action.

colleague A: J, have you been in a relationship before?
colleague B: Nope.
colleague C: Are you very picky is it or not ready? You are not looking for one is it?
colleague B: No, I am constantly looking. Just that I don't date someone just because the person chases after me.
colleague C: I admire your courage. Don't worry you are still young. If you are like 31, me and B will be thinking what are you waiting for?

A thought struck my mine too. What am I waiting for? I am not old but I am not that young either. Good question. Makes me wonder the rest of the day. Further conversation reveals that colleague B is waiting for a guy who she likes and the guy has not dated before. Ooohhhh.... She knows it is impossible but she is one hell of hopeless romantic girl but colleague B declared she is just too rational.

I, on the other hand, just listened. Hmmm.....

they made me laugh for a bit there

they are quite unique in their own ways. they can be carefree, they can be persistent. one for sure, they sure are playful.

as i was watching them today, a bunch of children we running here and there. my god, some are shouting at the top of their volume. i was cringing inside, my ears hurt. oh well. at times, letting children be children is the best you can do for them. after all, their minds just have one thing. how to have fun.

and the simplicity of their pleasure even amuses me more. all but for one bucket of ice water. five of them surrounding the bucket of water, slowly dipping their hands. the coldness must have given them the never-ventured experience. one was like "oooo" the other, "aaaaa" and the next "just giggling". i think they felt lucky today because i believe any other day, they will not be allowed for splashing water. but today happens to be a small gathering where everyone prays. hence, the subtle leniency must have given them the upmost joy. i was smiling there, watching them. so simple, a bucket of ice water is only what it takes to be happy.

i wonder why adults have gotten so complicated. maybe, we have gone through the experience before. after a while, left two little boys dipping their hands in the icy cold water. an idea came. i flicked on the surface of the water and it went splashing into their eyes, hoping they would give up playing with the water. how persistent prevails. they faced away while dipping their hands inside. one thing for sure, slightest hint for revenge was none existence. on the other hand, they were quite happy. haha.... i did a few more times, each time increasing their level of excitement.

oh kids, stop being so cute. you have just made my day then.

in times to come

since i could ever remember, i dreamed of big things. i want a big house, a big car, a grand career and definitely the travel-around-the-world holiday when i gets older.

those dreams are so different from what i have in mind now. i just need a home, a car to get me places and an occasional holiday to open up my world. not that i don't have the drive anymore. i just believe now i need to have a minimalist life, yet minimal enough for me to have my occasional pleasure.

everyone is striving for the previous dreams i had. then a thought strike through me. will i be the same person, chasing the same things all my life. happy or just want to have the same thing everyone has? hmmm....

actually i am more of a cultural person. i appreciate cultural values more than any others. i might prefer reading to travelling, holy shit. everyone will be throwing stones at me for travelling so much. but i just want to have a look of how others live their lives. the scenery not really fascinates me. but the experience of meeting others and listening to their stories excite me more than anything else.

hence, i dream of a life that really satisfies me. no longer the big-shot looking individual.

a happy job, a decent hobby and the oh-so-not glamour life that i used to want. never mind i have smaller car, house and vacation than you but i will be happier leading the bigger life than yours. setting standard against everyone else is sure a tiring task. that's what i learn from working.

yo soy un buen chico (i am .......)

the relevation about myself this week is quite refreshing. it was afternoon lunch time sitting with my colleagues. we were talking and i was explaining how i am not really close to my colleague from another job. and they were asking why and more questions kept coming in.

out of no where, interrogations kept coming in on my weekend lifestyle and my daily routine. i was quite open about it, describing how boring my life is. then the lady colleague said,  "you are too good la. like a rare species." my response: =.= really?

just because i like to stay home, or because i don't watch football, i don't drink or because i have never skip school just to lepak. they did it before and thought it was a norm until they meet me. ohhh. so now i am the dinosaur species.

to be honest, i myself think my life is quite uninteresting. i have never done anything rash. i am too logical other than my speech, which always comes out anything but logic. while i mentioning i am a good boy, she is a bit shocked when i said i have never dated. funny. why can't i be single? i am too concern about the purpose of living than to date. haha... fallacy at hand here.

friends, what friendship?

a friend asked, "have you contacted mr x recently?" i was like.... errr, no. why? because the friend thought that it has been a long time since last time they chatted. my response was it has been many years since i had proper conversation with mr x. then this friend started rambling about how education background affects your view of friendship and how close mr x is with y and z. special treatment will only be given to y and z when they were around.

in my mind, "why bother?". the friend also lamented how the friendship just fades like that. to me, i seldom talk to mr x and we also never hang out. so am i concern? not really. do i lose something? no. to me, he is just a random friend who comes and goes in my everyday life. i am quite surprised when my friend talks about this. i thought by now everyone should be pretty clear who are those around you who will stick around.

i always believe in the principle of "nothing is constant, the constant thing is change". embrace it. until the last breath you have taken on this earth only you will know who stand beside you through the test of time. so i will just live for the moment and do not let circumstances to change how i felt about it. you never know best friends can be enemies next time. so i think i can be the chameleon. i can be your best friend, good pal, chat buddy, classmate, roomie, colleague or even just a traveller companion. i don't mind playing along but i am strong believer in what goes around will come back to you. 

you have nothing to offer other than you. 

treat others with sincerity but do not expect in return. what you have to offer is on your part. if the person treats you the same, be grateful that it happens. i wish not wasting my time thinking about it. people are different. in this short time of living here, we can spend time lamenting about the loss of friendship or we can spend it by keeping the real ones and finding new potential ones. who knows you might just find all the right one because at the end of the day, you just think too much. give others the benefit of the doubt.

blogger feels he can be quite friendly when he wants it, he just doesn't feel that way recently towards his co-workers.

 

are we living lives of takers rather than givers?

it is often on my mind. sometimes in my life, i wish to help the society. coming from nothing to today, i would not say i have accomplished much, but i have come across help from various individuals. somehow along the way, i have lost my sense of gratefulness and believe in the sense of entitlement. i deserve it because i work hard for it. a thinking of the day: who the hell in this life is not working hard?

perhaps, i will be good to help others along the way, big or small help. it can be as simple as giving your seats to the needy (pregnant future mummies, bone cracking elderly or just anyone you deem necessary), smiling and saying good morning to the uncle and auntie cleaners you met in the office or just holding a door for someone else. there is this once where i read, you measure a man't worth through the way he treats the waiter. but i was thinking, why a waiter, but not the janitor/cleaner who helps you. you can be nice to the waiter because you expect fast food delivery and the waiter expects a big fat tip at the end of the day. motivation is being questioned here. hence,  a read by a lady writer than what comes around goes around really inspires me to be a better person. and the indicator should be the cleaner rather than the waiter.

in that story, she mentions that she frequented a food court in the city. for the first time, she thanked the male cleaner. then she thought the cleaner had not heard her as he was silent and looking down, hence, she walked in front of him, thank him, smile and walk away. the second time, the same cleaner came to clean her table while she gave the same thanking and smiling action but still no response from the cleaner. came the third time, she had no place to sit, frantically searching for a place to sit and was looking around until she saw a wave from a cheerful person. he was waving to her, indicating there was an empty spot for her to sit. he had not only wiped table but the chair as well.

random act of courtesy and kindness will go a long way to come back to you.today's society is rather cold. no one smiles anymore. i don't know why and it has made me feels awkward to smile. hence my sour face. then my labeling as the emo junior associate. Life.......

maybe i should start telling my friends and family to help others more. i should start by saying thank you and wishing good morning while giving my pearly white smiles. there a few impacts. one, i feel better. two, the other person might feel better. three, together we might have just create a better world to live in.

blogger, thinking it might be a good practice to start smiling to random strangers again. wish him luck as some strangers might think he is a whacko.

to end the post of the day, i would like to recommend every reader to read this :  http://www.loyarburok.com/2012/08/02/forgotten-land/

it is a good read and i just can't help myself quoting some of the quotes used here.

“It is too difficult to think nobly when one thinks only of earning a living.” 
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau

“The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little.
~ Franklin D. Roosevelt

that's it

recent silence is due to me having nothing much to say at work. not that i have nothing to say, i am being bogged down by something else. initially, i thought i am the odd one out. i have these two junior colleagues of mine. they are very talkative and laugh like crazy. and the weird thing is, i am not laughing and talking. i just give them the silent treatment and a smile. do you know in my circle of friends, i never do that silent thing. i guess i really have to. the thing is, i expect some level of depth while talking. okay, if jokes, i laugh if i get it. but they just laugh at everything and the topic is usually lame. i find it frustrating. what the hell... this is really not my depth.

then comes this whole week training. as my firm has a few department, i was randomly picked to sit with the majority of another department (TCE). i am from GFS department. and i find that i really can click very well with them. at least i get their jokes and i laugh. then this junior colleague of mine is the one emo sitting with us. so here comes my thinking. i am thinking much how to fit in all along but i forget to realise: hey, everyone is different. if you don't click, you don't la. hence, i learn a pretty important lesson. not every joke is laughable. not everyone has to be pleased. and to the hell with them. i ain't doing that and i don't talk cock or cantonese says "chui sui". i am not the problem, i am just different.

that's the one

stumbling these days is quite fun. you get to browse random articles of your interest with the touch of a button. this little piece of creative innovation piques most of my interest. it takes up quite a bit of my time. you can filter the category then you can just go stumbling. for those who are still curious, try stumble upon. it is fun and shortens your time searching for any good read.

then, while i was stumbling, i came across a article featuring that one rule thingy. ohhh. a few random clicks allow me to find a favourite:

that's the reason i listen to radio nowadays

blogger humming all the way..................... ~let's start from here, lose the past, change your mind~

and today marks the first day the blogger works on weekend. yes, life sucks but the thought of the blogger thinking is still alright is creepier than working itself.

rest this afternoon

picture adapted from other source which i don't know where and when

like the cartoon but i have no luxury to perform this. during my university time, i think nap is a waste of time. i rarely take nap unless i am really tired. now, i haven't used this word for a very long time. 

while i was studiously reading through documents, i saw some people walking past. faces look new. aha, they must be the new associates who have jumped on the audit bandwagon. i want to say welcome aboard but i think it wise to keep the welcoming to myself as they never know what kinda of hell they have just signed up for. it will be best to say, good luck. 

no worries about me. i am doing fine. part of the trick to going through hell is live through hell for a period of time then hell somehow feels okay. i call that endurance. is that a job skill? not really. but i am kind of excited  for the reason that i know there is one, year-end job that requires valuation techniques to be applied that i am interested in. i was kind of hoping that my senior would remember me to tag me along if he is on the job but the luck runs out as he is applying for jobs somewhere else already. oh, the former sentence is supposed to be a taboo. hopefully whoever does the job scheduling assign me to the job. i notice it is only assigned to senior but do you mind a junior associate who has nothing but passion for valuation to be on board? 

blogger is resorting to use THE law of attraction. *wink

idle day

in certain days of our lives, we do not want to do anything but lying on the bed, doing our hobbies, be it reading, watching tv and munching. my ideal day has always been lying on the bed watching tonnes and tonnes of drama series. i don't know why saturday is the best time to remain idle. though i would like to watch a movie, i am just too tired to do anything.

I want to be rich to be able to do this whenever i want and wherever i want

i believe idle day is good for the mind and soul. firstly, you can pamper yourself. i believe everyone needs "i" time, doing whatever you like without a care of what everyone else is doing. part of me wants to just shut everyone out sometimes. portraying your daily activities doesn't amuse me much. not value adding activity. hence, comes the occasional idea of de activating the blue wall. i am not really the cyber-social networking person. i believe it is just plain insane. other than the constant catch up with old friends, i have no idea why i would want to wish everyone happy birthday, read all the daily activity and get to bog down by the social news.

do i really mean it if i say happy birthday even though in normal times, i have no idea when is your birthday. unless your birthday is remembered by heart, the effort put to send a card by mail sounds more meaningful to me. there comes my old uncle mode again.

and the question pops up again, are you with anybody now? errr, errr.. that's why i love watching romance series because i cannot understand how it comes about and this steel heart of mine seldom budge. anybody is welcome to heal mine to soften it up?

ohhh, talking about singlehood, i have a colleague who is leaving it soon. he is engaged and getting married soon. me: how old are you? colleague: 25. =O so young. congratulations to him for finding the right one. i wonder how they know they are fated with each other. wanted to ask but felt shy* and me is here still available. i wonder why i never thought of such a question before.

blogger continue idling.  

yes, this is true

i have encountered this numerous times. but i often found myself smiling for no reason just to get along. i wish  i had more guts to tell them. it ain't that funny. stop being a clown. clown is supposed to be funny. 

the new way of thinking

i particularly like today's EY news. the message is short and simple. challenge the way you think to bring customers value.

and the picture itself speaks many words.

what, it is 9pm

working a few months has unearthed my workaholic self. a moment ago, my senior told me it was time to go back. i was thinking, " huh, why so early?" a look at the clock showed that it was 853pm. probably, i was too engrossed with my work that i paid no attention to the time. part of me wanted to finish the work left but another part of me thought it is better to accompany a lady colleague to the basement carpark. hence, we left. hmmm. where has my liberty for no OT gone to? i might be on the way adapting to the working culture of an auditor.

yes, i am now the full time auditor. nope, i don't use the word officially because i think that word has a grammatical error if you use officially for thing that is not official.

neglect

a ponder through my friends' list reveals that i have not chatted with some friends for a long time. the usual chatty me has changed. i am now hidden in the room and being my quiet self. not that i choose it that way. just that time doesn't permit me to go out and mingle around. also, it doesn't help for the fact that i dislike talking to others using the facebook chat or messenger. a little odd i shall say. if i want to talk to some random people whose faces i cannot see, is there a difference chatting with a total stranger? since you are not going to see the face anyway beside the topic can be completely fresh.

oh, i am just a kind of friend who doesn't keep in touch unless we meet face to face often. not particular fault of anyone, just my preferred mode of communication is not available. 

blogger shall end it here. time to continue his drama. for the first time since started working, he has the sudden urge to watch korean. =D at least one thing about him doesn't change. 

credit when it falls due

a recent read through the newspapers will inform you about the crisis that might hit the europe region due to heavy borrowing. and the leaders of those countries are asking for assistance from the stronger counterparts. the only question, who is not affected? ohh, i know, the asia region.

but should the asia region be comfortable as the demand and supply of the economics will indirectly impact us as economy gets globally integrated. fortunately, an article gives me comfort stating that malaysia has moved up the credit rating from AA to AAA. this shift is a good news for my country. it not only credited that malaysia has strong capital to repay any borrowing it has at the moment, the foundation of bank system is advised as strong and sound. while i feel ashamed that the government is heavily in debt, be it for the ETP or for political reason due to impending election, i feel glad that malaysia will not fall to such a disgrace like the europeans and americans.

as a fellow working citizen now, i think the credit rating attained by malaysia should be given credit to bank negara. bank negara malaysia (BNM) imposes a strict guideline for bank to follow. while the world follows international guidelines, BNM has stricter guidelines, giving banks in malaysia a stronger buffer. if anything hits malaysia, at least the buffer will provide a level of comfort to depositors and investors. kudos. while it is a simple act of stricter guideline, i cannot understand while our fellow friends from across the globe could not understand such simple fundamental concept. it works fine even at individual level. if you want to borrow money, make sure you have enough saving to repay when it falls due. do not always expect help from others to solve your problem. is it difficult to understand or are you too engross with your model that always seem too perfect?

i believe malaysia banks find it hard to follow the BNM guideline but i believe being prudence has its benefits. by praising BNM, we should also give praise to the leader of BNM, being the gabenor of BNM, Tan Sri Dato’ Sri Dr. Zeti Akhtar Aziz. without her policy, i believe we will not be able to enjoy the favourable rating. as much as i would like to say the pasture is greener on the side, i think for now, the grass is definitely greener in malaysia, at least in the financial service line. there is so much potential and opportunity that i feel shameful for degrading the potential it has before i know it better last time. let's see how long the grass is greener in malaysia.  i definitely feel a little excited. 


5 years ago, i was presented with Tan Sri Dato' Sri Dr. Zeti Akhtar Aziz by a fellow classmate about her idol. in her humblest opinion, she thinks the only reason she stops at gabenor level and not the Prime Minister is because she is a Muslim and Islam believes that female always should be a supporter, rather than a leader of a nation. shame. such strong individual being restricted of her potential. from what one can see of the current leaders that we have, i cannot help but smirk, looks who is talking now. the big boys and acclaimed leaders are heavily misappropriating funds and misusing the budget. consequently, the supporter has to have the iron hand to control the excessive spending by having the private sector to have buffer. ohhh, it is just my little humble opinion. nothing said here is directed to any specific individual. if you terasa pedas, maybe the only reason is you termakan the cili padi.


blogger feels at times you need a great supporter to hold the nation together, be it male or female. isn't it time to move beyond gender and religion to grow as a nation?

off and back

within a week, i fly myself to sydney and back. with it, i have brought my family to all the places that i like during the 3 years of studies. it is momentous. i love eating, eating and eating. hence, my family also end up eatingx3. but they like it. i have done a great deal of shopping because the clothes are so darn cheap. as sydney is having miss winter over, the summer clothes are at heavy discounts. lucky me. i ended up wearing clothes i bought for the rest of the trip.

for friends who are left unknown, i was having my graduation back in sydney. ohhh, finally it is my turn. had heaps of fun eating, shopping, and walking. this trip brings back my old love: dry and cold weather. i apparently wore my T-shirt during the trip, much to my family's shock because they were pratically covered with jackets. =D

my best buddies during uni

i thought it was only coincidence when the music is being played when i was boarding the plane from kuala lumpur. nvm. pure luck. then when i was departing again from sydney, the same music was played. okay. there is no such thing as coincidence anymore. AirAsia crew has great musical taste. the airplane is airing the cool JESSIE J's domino.

blogger feels old suddenly. he hope someday he will be able to return to university again as a student. oh well, work continues tomorrow. good bye uni and hello Ernst & Young.

drawing the line

how do you differentiate between courteous and rude? are they the opposite of each other or can there be a person is who is courteous yet rude at the same time?

i need to draw the line today because i am being constantly reminded. if the person in front of the mask you want to see, you will get him. please don't forget, there is no turning back. i am bringing my A game from now on.

see you mask man tomorrow. i need time to make up. blogger feeling excited.

maybe it is time to learn

during the course of working, i find myself pissing my seniors and colleagues and at the end of it, i said, "chill la, why so serious?". yes, it made them laugh but i learn that it also tested their patience to the brink. thats why i guess i am memorable in that way. i am annoying. for friends who are really friends with me all these years, i am known as "mulut tak ada insurance" guy. haha. i admit it. i express whatever that i had in mind.

but today, i believe it is a time for me to learn to be a little subtle. because of a piece of advice my colleague passed down to me. i shall not say it but i think i have much to learn from it. considering myself emotional, my tone can go from one decibel to infinity decibels within a second. it puts my colleagues in shock. they thought i am angry when i am actually having fun. how ironic, how sad. okay, maybe i am too dramatic already.

maybe it is time to learn. and the weird thing is, the piece of advice came from the guy who i genuinely dislike at the very beginning. yup, life is like that. it came as a blow to you when you least expected it.

me blog is no advertisement for you

who the hell you think you are, keep posting on my chat box to visit your blogs. it is intrusion of privacy. hence, my decision to take it off as i have found it defeats its purpose of being there.

i have read in a few blogs before teaching new bloggers who earn a living by selling products or writing blogs to go to other bloggers' pages and spam. what the hell. there is no such thing as free advertising on my page for sure. while i have moderately warned them but they persist to paste on my box even though they cannot attach their links anymore. such persistence, such foolishness. as a marketing taught graduate, i understand the strategy to reach the target audience as wide as possible but don't you think you should ask permission beforehand. some will be kind enough to say hello and praise my blog but others just blatantly promote straightaway.

good riddance i should say. anyway, readers may still comment on the post specifically. bye bye marketers and hello peace.

of late, i have found myself lost of words. at work, i am the aggresive talker. i talk fast. my senior said, can you not talk so fast? ok. can you be less emotional? ok. can you act like a normal junior?ok.

then i am left with nothing. i have no idea what to say already. i have lost my voice. and i start question, i am really nothing much without all these. good. time has a way to change the way you talk, think and act. with much advice given, i started to realise it is not easy to deal with the working world. constant scrutiny.

i feel less me and more you. you are a stranger sat in a far, far away land.

if you lose yourself and have no idea how to get it back, what will you do?

to all mothers in the world, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

the bicycle

a glimpse at an old lady, who is the kopitiam owner, brings back a fond memory. it is not her who brings back the memory, it is the gesture she makes. she is brushing through her grandson's hair while reasoning in a complaint manner about how he should be a good boy.

it has been such a long, long time i have such a treatment. the last time i can recall is probably many many years ago. the most vivid one will bethe one when i was just waking up and went to my late grandma's house for dinner. i was in slumber mode and kind of annoyed for the fact that my sleep was disturbed. then, my grandma saw me sulking and decided to give me a peck on the cheek. yea, i was pampered back then. no wonder my colleagues kept accusing me of being a spoiled brat back home, which i vehemently denied. what's wrong with such a memory. i did not deny for a fact that i am one of the favoured grandchild. what was there to be complain about me?

as a child, i grew up very naughty and active. i ran everywhere. but i am not bad. i did my homework, did my very best academically. obedient. and my only splurge is good food. as a grandchild, i think i can be a role model. every grandparent wants to be splurge good food on his grandchild. it is the forsaken right given to grandparent. if a parent does it, everyone will say you spoil the child. if the grandparents do it, it is their right, mind you. no accusation and no blame.

and you know, i have unique experience as a child too, which i never tell anyone. i was chauffeured to school. but i ain't spoilt like those comfort seeking and material addiction brats. i was chauffeured in a bicycle. my grandpa sent me back from school everyday until i was able to cycle independently. aha. some teachers were asking me, is

that your grandpa? and the answer is a proud yes and a humble no. yes because i am privileged. no because they recognise my late grandpa for the reason his face is very red. i don't know why: drinking, working under sun for a long period of time, genetics? i have no idea.

indeed, growing up with grandparents come with great perks and benefits. i see no reason why parents nowadays want to live far far away from their own parents. do you know grandparents have instilled a sense of belonging to a child. if they grew up without such love, how will they act as one in the future?

i don't see myself cycling my grandchild in the future. but the least i could see myself splurging good food on him/her. the end.

the age old feeling

today i feel i have been transferred back to form 4 and form 5 times. any of my former classmates will understand it very well. sorry, this feeling is quite sexist. because only boys in my class could feel it.

the time is ticking slowly. you cannot hear what so ever the teacher is telling you. you keep looking at the watch. you are secretly smiling inside your heart that it is coming. another rain check. nope, the bloody rain is not going to stop you from it. mr sunshine is greeting you out there.

once the bell rings and the teachers walk out of the door, you can literally feel that a second has passed and every boy in the class has changed to their PE T-shirts. wooohooo. PJ time. and to me, it is football session.
everyone loves to play football i tell you. though yours truly rarely watch football, he loves to play.

today, the feeling is reignited. imagine my boyish smile when another colleague is looking at me and both us know it is time for the manager to shut up. i am having mini group training regarding insurance today. four of colleagues and me are planning to play basketball. and the manager and my seniors keep talking and talking. we are like looking at each other, starting to pack but nobody gives a damn about our so obviously obvious action. when the manager says it is time to end, all of us flew out of the meeting room and go into the cars and speed like hell on the road to the venue. more surprising is the fact that my singh friend sped like hell. he stay further away from me but he reach the court earlier than me. both of us need to get home and change. then the old age feeling comes back. ohhh.... must be that time again.

i would say it is a nice feeling. it makes me remind of my secondary school life. to be able to feel it again justifies the blogger's reason for being here. the blogger was scouted to be in the international tobacco company and bank but he is bloody stubborn and chose to be with EY and now he is fucking proud of it.

muddy football is the best!

conclusion: no matter where the blogger is and who he is with, sports always excite him and turns him into a little boy again.

today is the day that shall be remembered

today, things are really surprising. if any of the horoscope would say today is full of surprises for aries, i would read the horoscope daily and pay for it for the rest of the year. at first, the day started quite normally. the typical chee seng day is wake up, go to work and come back home ending with zzzz. but i did not know that a call, a reply yes and a post really made my day.

when i mentioned made my day, it doesn't really mean all good at all, not that i know of. today, a call came asking me for a job interview. for friends who had known it, i am currently working in my second month as an auditor. i did not hate it but i would say it is manageable. there is one thing i like about my job, the seniors. they are damn funny and nice. my auntie told me, sometimes it is not the money that counts, it is the persons you are with and the environment you are in. i think i have understood the sentence pretty well now.

the job interview is not one that i would expect because chances of getting is like 1 in a 250? all i want to say is,  not any ah beng, ah seng or ah heng can get it la. well, i am given the opportunity to snap up the position but my heart is quite reluctant. i am quite comfortable in where i am right now. though i am living from pay cheque to pay cheque. still it is a happy pay cheque i am receiving. i am a bit apprehensive. the interview is next monday 2pm. alamak. to be honest, i think i can rock the job interview if i want because my resume is suited to do the project basis things, just that mine used to be mini scale. however, in this case, i think i would just lay low and be incompetent. haha =D first time you heard a person so irreluctant to go for interview huh?

then comes the reply yes. i was so surprised when my mouth said okay la, i will think about will be such a difference. i have this bunch of wacko colleagues who are damn obsessed with basketball. they keep ajak me to go main. i told them, me has not touch basketball in my life and you want me to play 5-5. and the BIG mouth which answered yes settles everything. so i join them. today marks the day chee seng started playing basketball. my colleague happens to be the super tall one and super pro. my mouth went =O i came to the wrong place. the other two are good as well. i would say not too bad. if badminton comes rarely, basketball will do to. 

to be bad, if i am offered the job, i would leave EY soon. 

and today, i am invited to a good friend's graduation which falls on the same day as mine. weeeee.... another familiar face to add during my graduation. to be frank, i am not that well acquainted with my university mates, just the few that are very good ones. so, to have another one is awesome. at least, he still remember the malaccan kampung boy. 

and today, this post is the 300th post for my blog. lesson learnt: when you are willing to let yourself immerse in new environment, everything will be fine. 

rock my world into sunlight

she is awesome. one word for her. jessie j. this is the moment when i like to listen to a song over and over again. am i weird? i bet not because i notice i have a senior who does that. he kept telling the other senior a new song is damn nice. and he kept playing the songs over and over again. in the morning, before lunch, after lunch and before we head back. i almost wanted to yell, "eh, i do that all the time, but in a more extreme way" haha. thats why i put my favourite song in my blog. so i can keep repeatedly play it. but the better thought was keeping my thought to myself because that is the first day i work with them. see, i am behaving professionally right right? jessie j recently had a concert in malaysia. too bad la, i din know her as THE jessie j. i would like to take her down like a DOMINO.

there is a new addition to my work team. this Punjabi guy is very funny. always telling story. interesting yet exaggerating. i think if i choose to believe him, his life must be full of colours. there is this time he said he was damn piss off with a friend who doesn't like to go out and keeps giving excuses but whenever a girl asks his friend out, he will definitely go. he was so angry he didn't talk to the friend for a month. haha. the funniest thing is after telling the story, he was able to utter a cantonese expletive phrase. WHS. haha... if you know it, you know it la. i don't want to teach bad words. i was laughing like crazy. true! i have friends like that around me.

my all time favourite during bus travelling

so what i do is i stop asking those friends out. just ask those who are 99% willing to go out with me. problem solved. in life, there are so many people from all walks of life. if you are going to get angry for a friend who is not even worth you throwing out your temperament, find new one. see whose loss it is. i learn that for quite some time. do not get tied down just for a person. your time and energy is best finding new companion. ohhh, talking about companion, i think have a few in KL. getting know new friends is so not easy.

love at first read

one, when they have girlfriends or boyfriends, a big no for me. because they will be talking about your gf and bf all the time. who cares about your other half when he just know you? second, i am goodie boy who takes no alcohol and smoke. in this era, i think i am quite the rare species.

let me list what i like to do: reading,comic-ing,anime,movies,HK drama, music,blogging,badminton,jogging and swimming. ohhh, not to be left out: food hunting. i was thanking my lady luck for finding me seniors who enjoy going out to find for good food and also allows me to find a shop which rents books. thats new! unfortunately, i am moving away from the place which rents book. so cheap you know. 5 ringgit a book for 30 days. i felt like i find a diamond in the midst of the ocean. its okay, i have read 2 books within 3 days for the price of 9. not too bad.


 so, i think it is not that it is hard to find new friends, just that my hobbies don't really equal to friends. i can basically do everything myself other than badminton and food hunting. i got the answer myself. i am born loner. ooohhh oohhh ohhh. rock world into the sunlight

dit ngan keng

it is always reassuring to know the people surrounding you. for me, i get to know people first by observing their behaviour. in short, i don't trust people that easily. not when it comes to friendship. i would think everyone is different for yourself and at such, it is imperative to get to know others.

by doing so, i actually have an impression who my friends are, how they are likely to behave and the responses i will get when asking questions. to me, this is fun. you get to guess your friends. throughout my past experience, some are predictable, some are plain unreadable and others plain annoying to get to know. but i don't simply put a label based on appearance. that would be unfair right?

there is this one time. the girl who used to sit beside me in class. i honestly thought that she is quite a nice person. when i know how she will use her relationship for her convenience, i was appalled. wth. maybe i really "dit ngan keng" for the very first time. i try to justify her actions. one, it has nothing to do with me. two, we are still friends because whatever she did to her boyfriends is no concern of mine. but as a person with principle, i think it is morally wrong and romantically disastrous altogether.

i got to know this through my best friend. ohhh, i have 100% trust on this friend. because we are good friends since a long time.

and then comes another story. false accusation being thrown to another friend. let's use A,B and C for simplicty. A, B and C are my friends. A is a good friend of mine for many years. then B and C get along and become a couple through A's help. but a while later, it is said that C thinks that A is trying to get between both of them.

in my opinion, is there a reason A wants to be the third party if A helps you to get B? it doesn't make sense. then comes my observing behaviour motion being at play. throughout my contact and experience with A, A is a straightforward and honest person. A will throw whatever on the mind at your front, not the back. what i am wondering is, will A react differently towards love than friendship. i know A for years. wouldn't that count for a single thing? i beg not to differ. i told my good friend, i would stand behind A if someone wants to vouch for her honesty. but can i really say that when A is a third party.

there you go, blogger's dilemma. but he knows none of it is his business. he might as well carry on with his life as an auditor. in life, don't get it twisted. the blogger knows enough not to step a shoe in this kind of relationship, not that he is in a relationship anyway.

f la

there is this saying "masuk kandang kambing mengembek, masuk kandang kerbau menguak". as i am new in my working place, adapting to the working culture is a definite. but i cannot agree with the saying above.

throughout my two weeks working at client's place, i am so used to my colleagues cursing around. though i am so used to curses, i am a bit distracted by the level of curses being flown around. of course, they meant it as joke and as a way to release some dissatisfaction. but i take it differently. i laugh and smile when they do that. when i mean different level, it means higher level. if you know vulgarities well, you should be able to decipher TMCH. cantonese. if you care to understand the meaning of it, i feel disgusted. what has it got to do with that.

i jokingly tell my colleagues i might request for engagement transfer due to bad influence. and they laugh. they blame the cursing to their previous seniors who have influenced them. wah, i am at danger as well. i generally don't use expletive words, not that harsh at least. 

the act of me not really adapting well to that might have caused discomfort but i am not at a position to accept it as it comes. i need to be firm because influence or not, it still sounds harsh. 

blogger thought that he is in working environment where harsh words are only for those uneducated. perhaps, he is wrong after all.  

efficient friend

it is indeed a surprise even to myself sometimes. i know a lot about my friends whereabouts and what are they doing. yesterday, i got to know a friend who has resigned 2 weeks ago. i consider myself a bit out-of-date. so i was curious enough to msg my friend. she told me, "actually you know the news way earlier than you should". i was like =O. she actually tell no one about her resignation. she will announce it on 2nd of April.

so how the hell do i know she resigned? it is by a twist of fate. the EY support team has mistakenly directed all her mails to me all this while. so, i keep receiving her emails every now and then. yesterday, i notice there is a english test that everyone should complete by mid-April. so i called the IT support team to let them know about this mistake. the replied came and told me to ignore the recipient because she has resigned.

see, sometimes i am not that kepoh you know. i just know it accidentally. and people have the tendency to think that i go and ask everything. i am not that free and i just listen from others or get to know it accidentally.

hence, there comes my efficiency as a friend. i get to know much news. if you want to know about others, can call me up. but next time, i am going to charge you 50 cents per news. i am in a dire strait for money to pay rent and car loan. every single penny counts. there is saying " there should not be a price tagged in friendship" but when it concerns friendship news, it comes with a price. You may quote me. haha (KHOR, 2012).

as one ages

if there is anything that comes to my mind for my 23rd birthday, it is definitely relates to my expectation with life.

i learn to expect less from life. i just want to feel satisfied. i want to live more simply and fulfilling. friendship is not built in a day, so i want friendships which stand the test of the time rather than the hi and bye.

networking is of different level thing. you smile but it contains no sincerity and with intention. with that, i call it friendship with terms and conditions. you are there to help and lift each other career wise.

blogger is thinking that it is okay to life simply but one must fill it with inspiration.

Goodbye

At times you wonder why you have friends who are so different from you. It is not that the world is so small that you have to befriend them. But, I think it all comes to one word: fate. You never know who will you come across, who will be your enemy and who will be your friends for forever until the last moment you take your last breath.

I am particularly curious what my circle of friends think of me. The usual one would the cheerful one and the loud one. These two characteristics are what friends always say about me. I chuckled loudly when I read my yearbook which a friend wrote, “You talk loud, laugh even louder, and scold people the loudest”. Interesting, I guess I live up to my branding pretty well. I love to laugh, I love to talk and I love to be heard. This was my social marketing strategy.

But the thing is I have friends who are arrogant, weird and quiet. If I roll back to my early secondary school life, these friends will definitely not make to the list of what I would describe as friends. I will call them my classmates or schoolmates. With time passing, I have reduced my social expectation of what constitutes a friend. Maybe, I am kinder, maybe I am lonely, and maybe I just wish to talk. 

Recently, the idea popped up again. It is time to raise the bar of social expectation. Reason being, I think I grew tired of being the clown anymore. I wish to talk less, think more. Laugh softer, hide my emotions more. I don’t know how the ideas come about but one thing for sure, I want to be different. What do I get in return for being a clown? Nothing, I always have to be the receiving end. I should just be more “siow sa” aka cool in disconnecting friendship. I only wish to be associated which friends I can click. No harm doing that right? What’s wrong with emphasizing quality rather than quantity.

The first step should be start deleting unnecessary contacts on my facebook. The second step is stop responding to unnecessary phone calls for yum cha. But to be honest, those who ask me for yum cha are true friends la. So, yum cha culture lives on.

In reviewing my past friendships, I tend to be the cincai one. Where one friend says lets go this, I would say yes and they expect me to say yes. Actually I love to go out with friends but not to attend events. So I gain some, I lose some. Now, I should be fussier. Fling some power into action. Keep silent for the whole gathering will really make a statement for myself. This is because I want to get used to my working life and act professionally. This is no resolution but I promise I will do my best.

Blogger wishing that he can be himself without being the losing end. Say goodbye to the old him and welcome the new him. 

the girl who owed me an ice cream

for all students who are still studying and looking forward to graduating, be prepared for a question comes the next chinese new year: you have girlfriend already?

wah, imagine my shock when this chinese new year, i was asked a lot of times of THIS question. and last year, when i was still studying, i have NONE. errrr.... i don't have. all comes from relatives alike.

sometimes, i owed it to my love belief. i have this belief that if the right person is for you, she will be there at the end of the road. why search for the one when the road has been laden for you to walk by. if you are calling me a coward, i will admit it, love wise. i used to have a crush for this girl. this love at first sight is really unique. it makes your heart skip a bit and you can see stars surrounding her. does it make sense?

she used to walk around but we never talk but we know each other through mutual acquaintances. imagine my surprise when she asked for a favour one day. i said, "okay, sure no problem. but in return, i would love to have an ice cream." she laughed and said yes. thats the first time i managed to make her laugh. still, as time passes, we seldom cross our path. so hence, we never meet again. but i know where she is now. silently waiting for the unfulfilled promise and yet knowing the promise might not come true. and thats the risk i am willing to take. romantic? stubborn? or plain silly?

yes, that's how i view my love life. it is a brief encounter and if she is not the one, i better moves on now because the incidence happened 9 years ago.

blogger describing how he felt for his crush for the very first time.

happy valentine

with valentine's day looming closer than ever, i think it would be best for me to wish all the love birds out there "Happy Valentines". i am no sour grape. just because i am single doesn't mean others cannot display their affection for their loved ones. but can i have a simple request? just keep your photos and declarations to yourself rather than posting everything on the wall for everyone to see. you see, it makes sense. you love him/her and that's between the two of you. if you start sharing with everyone, what are you trying to prove? that you have a partner that everyone already knows. get it? unless you are dedicating your valentine's day to friends and family members. then, it's perfectly alright la.....

Adapted from the G search

have a good day and may you find new love one if you are still single. it is not too bad to dream right. i read once that love isn't admiration, infatuation and pity, it is for no reason, you are so in love with the person.

a little too late

i kinda regret for the fact that i did not perform more research on taipei before i went there. the reason for my regret is while blog-surfing around, i found out that i miss out a lot of sumptuous food. aiya. ishhh... first, there is the ice cream dorayaki. second, i have lost count of the food i miss out. apa lar. it is probably a month too late. if i were to blog surf during 2nd of January 2012, i still can make it a point to list out the food i would love to have. at least i will know the blog to go to.

oh well. but all is not lost as my sister has asked me whether i want to join her to go taiwan next year. instantly i said yes without even considering whether i will be able to obtain leave. haha. part of my bravado comes from the promise i made that i will go back to taiwan again. eh, just in case any reader out there who is an employer. want to hire me? i am interested in working in taipei. any job that pays good and provides accomodation is suffice. one year spend there would be best. but a better dream is to go taiwan every now and then. if not, all the fats accumulation will be detrimental to my health.

ohhhh....red bean pancake. you don't know how much i have missed you.

blogger feels a bit regretful for not being an active researcher before travelling.

take what you need

today, i saw a picture which states something like this.

(Picture adapted from the blue wall)

i begin to wonder which one of these will i need. my answer is hope. part of my life struggle has always revolves around giving myself hope. i need hope in life. if none exists, i wish not to exist. if only life is that easy where you can determine when you live or die. 

last sunday, there is an article sent by the reader, commenting about how her life has been tormented by family problems. my heart felt for her. i was thinking, "finally someone is writing what i feel and how i feel ." while feeling sad that she has to endure her suffering at such a young stage, i agree with her that "she feels stronger compared to her peers out of this struggle." i believe that is true. sometimes, when you have struggled for so long and hard, you begin to take life as it comes. you learn to complain less, work more and hope for the best. 

fortunately, things are turning better for her as she is writing about her past. bravo! another individual who deserves my respect in life. do not get me wrong, i don't mean i only respect those who have successfully endured their hardships. but getting the battle won gives me the little hope i need to have in life.

hearing others' successful stories gives me motivation to move on. blogger is pondering of reading chicken soup for the TOUGH souls, only if such a series exists in the first place. 

first experience

it is general knowledge of mine that during chinese new year period, i will be super busy. little did i know this year, the schedule is really packed until i am speechless. for the very first time, i have to rush from family dinner to meeting friends. and this time around, i have to meet two foreign friends: one from indonesia, another one from taipei. suddenly, my social circle has expanded internationally. i have no idea if you ask few years back that i will have to bring my friends around melaka during first day of chinese new year for asam pedas and naan bread. not too shabby. fortunately, both of my friends enjoy the meals very much. and i made a new friend on that day as well. the indonesian friend is my social circle from sydney university. he brought a taipei friend to visit malaysia and melaka.

most of the time being me complimenting how good taipei is ranging from its sumptuous food to convenient public transportation. if one thing you want me to complain about taipei is the place is too crowded. other than that, everything is awesome. i even told that to my relatives during visiting. haha. you can say i fall in love after a week there.

today is quite a day as well. while eating pan mee and mee hoon kueh at a shop, out of nowhere people starting playing the big drum and metal plate. my sensitive ears got a big shock. then, the lion dance came in the building  and started shaking heads and dancing. quite a scene. for some reason, i started realising malaysia is really a place rich in culture and its adversity is what makes me want to come back. the general question: why don't you work in sydney? general answer: i don't like sydney. as a person who values culture, i think being back allows me to learn and appreciate what i already had. one true fact is when i was studying overseas, i kept thinking about how is sydney different from melaka. the difference is vast and yet the latter has something more to offer. money can be earned but once culture is lost, you have nothing at all. an uncle told me some people who earn big money from malaysia and send their children to study overseas. in the end, criticize malaysia like nobody's business. he said there is no merit in doing that because you have forgotten your own roots. good thinking. i agree with the uncle. and something i would like to share, if you have seen how some of your children behave in overseas like i do, you would never send them there.

blogger feels that being a malaccan builds his confidence a little in life. what you call that in life? a sense of proud. where can you get that? no where but from your home sweet home.

 

the story of three guys and a pair of pants

it was early in the morning when i was awaken by my friend who came in knocking my door. after a short while, i realised i am actually staying at my friend's place and today is the day i am supposed to lapor diri with pejabat jpa. i was quite excited because today brekkie is bak kut teh. hehe... any good friend will know one of my fav food is pork rib tea *direct translation.

and off we go to klang to savour the delicious cuisine. not bad, i should say. the taste is no different from what i tasted last time i was there. i think melaka is comparable but the dried bak kut teh tasted even nicer.

after breakfast we went to putrajaya to lapor diri. the funny thing comes when we are turning and turning in the wrong area, thinking the office is located there. after half an hour of aimless turning, finally jason decided to ask a pedestrian. oh, problem solved.

after that, we went to the office. i was heading first to the office and as i was ready to click on the lift button, we  were instructed to go to the counter to register ourselves. that comes my first horror experience of the day. without trousers, i cannot go in. OMG. are you kidding me? we came all the way from shah alam you know. and pusing and pusing for so long. now you are telling me i have to go back and change. ok, as pressure kicks in, i guess the brain juice flows faster. i went with two friends, looky and jason. surprise, surprise, look is the only soul wearing the most decent for lapor diri. an idea struck my mind. we took turn to change in the toilet after each has registered. the problem: look is size 28 and jason and me are size 31.

when jason tried it on, i was literally LOL. so tight that we cannot even finish zipping the pants (same goes for me). we have to cover with our skimpy t-shirts and thats how in one pants has been worn by the three musketeers for the day. after changing, we keep laughing and laughing non-stop. what an epic moment. weird but true. i guess life is like this. when challenges come, embrace it with creativity and laugh about it.

blogger wondering how he ever will fit size 28 ever again. guessing the answer will be never! most memorable moment for 2012. what a way to start the new year.

universal language

in my humble opinion (erhem), there is a universal language that everyone speaks of. but the language meant here is the body movement. since sign language is a subset of language, why body language cannot be a language. i was listening to this good life by one republic (awesome giler) and suddenly my body started shuffling. suddenly, my mind is thinking about. does everyone shuffle when good music soothes the ears or just the pathetic weird me? i see some of my friends are pretty stiff. when they talk, the response are usually one or two words unless i press harder then words become sentences. do u like shuffling? i think shuffling is good. it means your body is happy because it recognises good stuff.

talking about good stuff, let's talk about taipei. taipei is seriously good stuff. i will bet with all my harta benda/treasure/kim(hokkien)/kam(cantonese) and jin(gold) that if you dislike taipei, i will give it to you. so like it that i think i will be returning here in the future. but i have a mission in mind, i want to start learning chinese. serious! although i can speak fairly bad, knowing chinese will help me to enjoy more food and get to stay at better homestays.

sadly, this vacation is coming to an end. all great stuff comes to an end just like how a fantastic road will always reach its destination but it is not too late to hope the future brings better things. i have the opinion that experience is always left at its peak. in that way, we will have the fondest memories and keep thinking about it in the future, just how i view love should be. wait, i have no experience in love at all but i can't help thinking my love life should be that way as well.

blogger feeling romantic in taipei, in gastronomic wise, at the very least. 

hey, taipei is awesome

when i first landed, the air is chill. but the air does not really reflect taipei well. it is one of the most vibrant cities i have ever seen. with so many night markets, my stomach is constantly full to the core. the people seem to stay awake 24/7 and they move in droves. everywhere is people. loving it. will update soon.

blogger thinks this must be the first holiday that satisfy his gastronomic bliss best.

i am the bad guy

so for voicing out the truth, i have become the bad guy. haha. the person voicing out must be at fault is it? i did not even mention it and someone already terasa. the reason i am being indirect is to save you some face but you end up opening up all the cards. people who genuinely help do not calculate how much they do but keep quiet about it. those who are not, keep calculating who is doing what and since one person (in her opinion) has not done anything, so the person should do it? where is the logic?

worse of all, she miscalculated who is doing what because she is not involved that much. all she cares is her own job which pays so well in her mind. and i have lost my eligibility to comment about anything. fine, next time i am not going to say no more. you are the one who proves yourself not doing much. a few days before, i have asked another friend to cover up her part as a backup. true enough, one day after, she push her task to the exact friend which i ask to help her. what a joke. i dunno speaking out needs eligibility at all.

blogger has no idea why is he getting so worked up over it. now he believes what "no good deed goes unpunished" means. the paradox of all, he read this phrase in the morning questioning why good deed should be punished. he should take it like a joke. LAUGH my friend, laugh.

hopeless. if one friend who promised to do something in 2011 and breaks it in 2012, i think all the promises people made to her should be treated the same way. this way, she will learn next time in order for a promise to work, it works both way. end of story.

blogger feels geram for having such a friend. no worries, it will be a good riddance soon.

new year is here

i am loving 2012. first, my haircut rocks! i dun care what you say. i care if you ~lurve~ it. if not, i don't. but i guess this will be your first and last time viewing it. because my mum nagged a little. she mentioned the next time  i should be more moderate. how to be more moderate? there is moderate and rock. if there is a gap between moderate and rock, i would settle for rock. in my humble opinion, she dislikes the pakua design but likes the haircut in general. okay, at least i get to maintain it. overall, i have mix reviews. some say they cannot imagine me having this hair design because i do not have the look (cousin + aunt). my friends said (nice, PAI KIA, cool and too complicated) the WORST is speechless until she has nothing to comment. but my neighbour auntie like it leh. she said very "sat" (hokkien). *bow. i can imagine my friend's shock face when i showed him my photo. he has no idea i am daring enough to carry this hairstyle. aiya, this is nothing. when it comes to haircut, i am willing to go the distance. i show this particular friend my hair because last time, he used to carved a line on his hair and i commented, "nice but i have already done it WITH ZIG ZAG design". haha. take that! he was laughing hysterically, i wonder whether it was disbelief or admiration of bravery.

second of all, i will be travelling to taipei. i like the idea of going to taipei because one, i get to taste all the snacks and night market foods. second, eat all the foods. third, food. yeah, i think the third reason sums it all. currency change done. ticket checked. bus ticket bought. thing left to do: prepare my stomach. been expanding it like a spring ever since i came back. my neighbour spotted the difference within 2 weeks i am back. oh no! time to get some exercises= resolution no. 1. i love jogging in sydney. it has a trek which i found months before i came back to malaysia. nvm, time to find another trek. i like the trek as there are dogs running and walking around it. then, you are jogging beside a harbour where ships are being anchored. and you can watch the sun setting. perfect. wonderful memory.

oh my second resolution is being optimistic.i read an article that being optimistic brings the different perspective to life. i think nothing bad by being optimistic.

blogger thinks the second resolution will be easier to accomplish than the first one. the rest of resolution comes as time passes. it is just too early to dictate what they are when you still have 11 months and 28 days to go.