A Comprehensible Affection

Jennifer’s Body

2009-10-29T02:40:00.001+08:00

When I first heard about this movie, I told myself it’s a must-watch movie and I’ll kill myself I were to miss out on it. It’s like the most anticipated movie this fall because the well-known hottest American actress Megan Fox is going stark naked in Jennifer’s Body. I can already imagine guys pointing at posters of the movie as they passed by and dreaming about that very day the movie is being released in the night.

However as days gone by, I heard bad rumours about the movie spreading fast like a wild forest fire. I began to have a second doubt about the movie. The must-watch movie had turned into one of those movies that are not worth watching. Since Megan Fox is starring in the movie and she’s going completely naked, it’s obvious that she’s going to be the only limelight of the movie and all else would be trivial and insignificant.

Anyway, I watched Jennifer’s Body yesterday with Clement. Lucky for me, he couldn’t find himself a female date so I was second on his list I supposed. Not that I’m gay and it’s good to watch movies like this with a guy, no? Met up with Mae and Elizah before we entered the cinema hall.

So what can I say about Jennifer’s Body?

It’s a hoterromedy = Hotness + Terror + Comedy.

When you see Megan Fox in Transformers, she’s already super hot. But in this movie when she’s draped in tight spaghetti stripes and super low waist jeans/undies, your brain goes “BOOMS” – Ms. Ris Low. The kinda hotness does not have the same degree as putting your licked forefinger on her body and it’ll go “pssssssss”. It’s way beyond that that it can make you regret doing the mentioned act. You’ll get a burnt finger and start crying for your mommy, that kinda hotness.

To be honest, you’ll go completely blank during and after the movie. You wouldn’t know what just happened or what’s happening cause you’ll be dazzled by Megan Fox’s hotness. And when the movie is over, you’ll have the wtf feeling cause you’ve not gotten enough of her hotness.

As for the Terror part, it’s a little freaky because a hot actress like Megan Fox is bloody all over and altogether she looks like a man-eating maniac with her razor sharp teeth sticking out like a hungry predator thirsty for blood. Trust me, it’s not hot when someone that hot is so monster-ish.

The Comedy part was okay okay, at least it’s not some cold jokes that make you shiver more when you’re already that cold.

So all in all, I wouldn’t recommend you this movie if you show no enthusiasm in girls like Megan Fox or you’ve seen enough of her body! =) OR you’ll be wasting 2 hours of your time sitting through a boring movie that has not much content. Karyn Kusama is smart to smudge her lousy movie with hotness. That’ll win audience all right.

Everyday Life

2009-10-18T14:41:00.001+08:00

So I have been busy with my life and have never bothered to keep track of them. This fine day, I’ve finally broken out of the cocoon and started composing my life journals.

Maybe stating myself as busy is more of an overstatement when comparing to those in the US, but I am busy. Try embroiling yourself in a situation where you have 5 out of 7 days of rest, ample time to spare for siestas and wouldn’t mind waking up to the sweltering heat of the afternoon sun almost every single day. Owh, then you’re left with 2 days to get busy with life, which is tantamount to 32 hours a week only if you plan to have 8 hours of sleep.

32 hours to finish up one week’s work, isn’t that busy? Anyway, I just hope that I could focus on completing my part in the Balanced Scorecard assignment I’m working on currently and get over with it quickly.

On a happier note, I have been having wonderful weekends for almost a month now.

On the 3rd of October, I went to a friend’s house in Kota Kemuning along with my family and had the best moon cake festival celebration ever. Shortly after a hearty dinner of homemade nasi lemak, we armed ourselves with lanterns and candles for reloads and took a short stroll to a park nearby. It was night time and the air was a little chilly but a bit hazy so the air wasn’t as fresh and pristine.

At the park, there were kids running round the park, some playing with candles and waxed them to the graveled pathway, and others chasing each other at the playground while their parents stood aside, dealing with the lanterns. My friends, very much like myself found playing candles/fire much more interesting than lanterns. Hanging our lanterns around an immature palm tree, we started lighting up candles while shielding them from the breeze that whizzed through the park. Then it drizzled a little but that didn’t hamper us from having fun after so many years. Before we went home that night, we ate mooncakes and drank Chinese tea just like how anybody would celebrate mooncake festival.

On the 4th of October, my high school friend Kah Soon drove his brand new Honda city and picked Michelle, Chuan Chuen and me up along the way to Cineleisure. It was Kah Soon’s birthday on the 1st of October but because it fell on a weekday, we decided to postpone the celebration to the weekend. A fine Sunday morning it was when we hit Cathay Cineplex. Approximately 10 minutes later, we regretted buying the tickets.

It was Far Cry, a low budget film with hardly any contents starred by unprofessional actors and actresses, we were watching and I almost cried for help. The movie was on v-fib all the way, even during the fighting scenes. Trust me. It was so atrocious that any other movies ever filmed would have been better than this one. I was totally speechless when it ended.

I give Far Cry a mere 2 out of 10 for their effort, which obviously did not bear any positive results.

On the 10th of October, 5 days before my mom’s birthday. We had an early birthday celebration for her at Sushi Tei in Tropicana City Mall. Japanese food is one of my favorite, in fact, my whole family enjoy eating Japanese especially Sashimi that goes well with wasabi. We ordered Teriyaki steak, Unagi Kabayaki, Salmon Mentaiyaki, 3 plates of Ebiko Sushi, 2 plates of Sashimi, 4 bowls of Sushi Rice, and some kind of grilled chicken with rice (forgotten the name for it).

Boy, was it a delicious meal! I relished every bite of it so that the taste could I remember for days. Here are some pictures of the food we ordered.

Guess what?! We celebrated for my mom once again on her birthday itself, October the 15th. This time, we went to Italiannies at The Curve. It wasn’t crowded that day despite the Deepavali holiday or whatever holiday it is. I’m a little ignorant about holidays nowadays because I’m no longer in high school and I only have 2 classes a week soihave5daysofholidaysaweeknomatterwhat.

So yea.. We ordered Lasagna A La Ravina, Chicken Parmigiana, and Penne Bolognese. The atmosphere was wonderful until they started playing the music like some kind of pub and it was noisy. We had to talk over the cacophony to make each other understand what we were saying. Then frustrated mom asked one of the waiter to lower down the music but they ended up switching it off.

Those are the birthday celebrations this month. Other outings were Friday movie outings with Aaroni, Qing Han, Jie Hwa, and Bryan. We had watched a couple of movies like Gamer, Ugly Truth, Surrogates, Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, and Pandorum.

Gamer was so unrealistic and inhumane. You either pay to control or get paid to be controlled. It’s a sick movie. Some perverted bastard could hire you, for example, if you’re a sexy lady, bring you around and make love with strangers while you’re unconscious. Or some immature child could hire you, if you’re an inmate, control you in a gory battle where if you were killed, you’ll be dead forever. No resuscitation or whatsoever to bring you back to life. I hope we’re not seeing our future right there.

Ugly Truth was awesome with pretty Katherine Heigl starring as Abby and handsome Gerard Butler starring as Mike. I love how they put words in a way that it’s obscene and funny at the same time. Totally a brilliant adult comedy.

Surrogates was of something similar with Gamer but better. This time it involves robots in lieu of real human body and you’re totally in control of your own substitute(s). You could perform dangerous stunts like skydiving, bungee jumping and etc. without having to consider the risk of death while having the ability to gain pleasure from what you’re doing. But to own a surrogate would cost one a hell load of money.

Okay. This is one happy animation. An ambitious scientist who persevered to make his every endeavors in creating a machine that would contribute to the world worth while. He worked hard in his crib out in his father’s yard since young to invent something useful despite often being ridiculed at by his peers. Finally, he successfully invented a machine that could turn water into any food one could think of. That’s all I would disclose. Telling the story further would make this a spoiler.

I love the story of this movie and it’s not scary at all! So for non-Horror movie lovers, you could include this in your list. =)

That’s how I enjoyed half the October away.

Crazy Beginning

2009-09-17T22:22:00.001+08:00

A lot had happened recently but I was a bit laid back about putting it all up in my blog. With my latest post due sometime a month ago, you could already guess the number of chill pills I have been consuming. So, I’m here to haul it all up the ocean before everything sinks deeper and fades away.

If you are someone who keeps track of my barren blog, you definitely know that I had been working part time jobs on and off throughout the previous semester break, which had earned me quite an amount of pocket money. I was coerced into putting a halt to my sudden urge of working when college reopened, which was something I actually looked forward to.

On seeing the miserable ADP timetable, I was gravely disappointed at the number of subjects offered this fall semester. However, when I gave it a slight thought, I couldn’t help but empathize HELP, as dedicated lecturers as Ms. Yap and co. had turned or are turning their backs on the institute. Leaving behind a pillar-less crumbling tower, which is not only facing a shattering end but also an imminent danger of bankruptcy, sadly to say.

4 days of waking up early and attending a full 10 hours of class each day, gave me more doubt of what not to take than a comforting assurance of what subjects to take. As an ending outcome of shopping around and choosing subjects, what I got was exhaustion instead of a decision. I sought help from Ms. Mamoorian, who is the admin of Drake University via E-mail and later found out that the only subject I could take was Accounting 2. Ridiculous ain’t it? How can someone take only one subject in a long semester? Unless that someone is as jobless as Riz.

Political Science wasn’t that bad, especially when Mr. Ho the Head of Department was the one conducting the class. A retired lawyer Mr. Ho shared many of his first-hand experience in class, which I found amusing despite the exaggeration of having to make friends with the ministers of the Malaysian government and even some former president of the United States. Frankly speaking, I was this close to registering the subject as I was pretty convinced that it would be an interesting class. I didn’t in the end after I got a reply re-confirming that it was absolutely unnecessary for me to take it even as an elective. So Accounting 2 it is.

I really couldn’t imagine me wounding up being a couch potato at the end of this semester since last semester had already made me a lot lazier than my first year in college. So I gave myself a little motivation and continued my job hunting stint! Having ample time to spare, once again I was spending time trawling through forums, searching for “lucrative” part time jobs. =)

After sending out about 10 resumes to 10 different agents, I received notifications about interviews via phone calls and sms pretty soon enough. Without further hesitation, I accepted a promoter position at the DiGi specialized store at the Tropicana City Mall outlet due to the reasonable pay and the simple job scope. Never did I know that I was being lured into a Trap of Boredom.

There was literally nothing I could do in the shop. Allow me to enlighten you. My job scope was to promote DiGi postpaid lines and that I would receive a commission of as high as RM 20 after successfully selling 4 lines in a day, the subsequent lines sold would earn me as much as RM 5 per line. Since Tropicana City Mall is a new mall and is nothing compared to any other shopping complexes in the Petaling Jaya district, the number of shoppers were pathetically low each day, even during weekends. I ended up helping DiGi users, mostly foreign workers reloading credits into their accounts.

I felt like a retarded freak who had never embraced any from of education, doing something that only required the least amount of brain work. It was so boring and a complete waste of time that when my friend invited me to a gathering the other night, I smsed and lied to my agent about a family emergency as soon as I hung up the line, ditched my supervisor who was happily playing bejeweled back at the shop, and left work an hour earlier for the gathering. God blessed the night, it was awesome.

The following morning was Fawesome when I was told that some client decided to put the store on hold temporarily, which in English means I do not have to work in that hellish place for some time. But even if I was asked to go back later on, I would reject it anyway.

So, I’m unemployed again! =)

Yuka Revisits

2009-09-13T15:44:00.001+08:00

I was awaken from my dream to the techno rhythm of “Untouchable.” As I fluttered my eyes open, I saw the black phone, neatly covered up and protected by a layer of silicone, flickering as the deafening ringtone filled the room mercilessly.

It was August 23rd, a dazzling Sunday morning as birds gracefully flew over rooftops, chirping away. About a year ago today, I hosted a Japanese girl with the name Yuka, who came to Malaysia under the Lions Club Youth Exchange program. Hosting her was a wonderful experience and a crazy adventure as together, we explored the confusing corners of Kuala Lumpur in sweltering afternoons on foot, taking silly pictures and laughing at the jokes we made.

Yuka’s strength is in mastering languages, which allowed us to communicate with her without much complication. That made jokes more sensible to her, which I fancy and it definitely spared us ample time for more outings rather than staying home trying to explain things to her with awkward body languages. Aside from her prowess in languages, she’s an amiable person who is very approachable and friendly. So it wouldn’t be much of a surprise that she had nested an enormous network of acquaintances during her 3 short weeks of stay over here.

After receiving the call, I heard this familiar voice propagating through the headset from the other side of the line. From that moment on, I knew that today was going to bring back nostalgic moments to me and relive those wonderful memories of Yuka previously etched in my mind. Yes, it was Yuka who had arrived a few days ago. She came over here along with her friends from Japan. After hanging out in Malaysia for about 6 days, Yuka decided to leave her gang and arrange a meet up with us on the second last day of her trip in Malaysia. So nice of her to remember us.

So all the excitement started all the way in Sunway Pyramid, where a guy whom Yuka had been staying with for the past few days, put her under our care. After ensuring that her belongings were safely placed in the trunk, we strolled around and traipsed from handbag shops to boutique aimlessly. Occasionally making fun of each other while trying on trendy shades and putting ugly polka dot dresses around Yuka’s neck.

There was a farewell party specially organized for those Japanese YEs that night in Sunway, but Yuka decided to fling it for a hearty meal with us in Italiannies at the Curve. It wasn’t entirely a regretful choice for her, in fact, it was a great decision to join us at the dinner despite the hard time she had when deciding on whether to join her Jap mates or us.

My dad ordered a plate of chicken lasagna along with some meatball pasta and a plate of steamed chicken with potatoes, seasoned with some Jalapeño slices and a spicy gravy. The expressions she made when relishing those delectable dishes while sipping at her bottomless iced lemon tea was priceless. When all the food were cleared up, she had to struggle to get up from the cozy chair she had been sitting on because she was too full. Had to pay a short visit to the toilet, I guess?

That’s not the right way to call it a day. Shortly after we reached home, we found ourselves heading out the door for supper! Of course, the best place to be was at Kayu in Ss 2. She loved the Roti Canai and the Teh Tarik, so a plate of Roti Canai and a glass of Teh Tarik it is.

After supper back home, we wanted to help her out in tidying her luggage bag as she’s leaving for the airport the following morning. Too bad, she lost the keys to her luggage. What carelessness. Thankfully, she later remembered that it was with one of her friends, so there wasn’t any luggage packing until the next morning. The best part – We called off the plan, donned our pajamas, settled down on a comfy sofa in the living room, and chatted half the morning away. What a day.

August 22nd Part 2

2009-08-30T02:18:00.001+08:00

Half an hour after I received a call from Han Han, I drove down the highway while keeping my eyes locked on the roadside for signboards that could lead me to Felix’s house in Sri Hartamas. No trouble occurred when I searched for Felix’s house, putting aside that blocked junction that could have brought me straight to Felix’s house rather than having to travel around the whole housing area into the second entrance.

So there I was 15 minutes later at the front gate of Felix’s house to find myself being greeted by friendly family members and friends of Felix’s. Soon, I found myself joining the grilling, putting fat pieces of chicken onto the wire gauze, right above those burning charcoals to be barbequed. Aaroni on the other hand, who we jokingly suggested that he could have majored in Culinary Engineering because he seemed to be very interested in culinary, obviously, was happily seasoning his potatoes with onions and seafood with tom yam pastes, and wrapping them up with aluminum foils before barbequing them.

Han Han was so occupied with seeing others BBQ stuff that she’s always seen near the “pit.” Maybe she has a thing for guys who barbeque because I suppose she thinks they’re hot? Wake up please, it’s because they’re smothered by the heat emitted from those burning charcoals. *Jokes* Anyways, she later found herself a new obsession, which was to barbeque sausages without actually leaving any burnt marks on them.

Then there’s this guy whom Felix knew from Frisbee pick-ups, named Terrence was hyperidrosis-ing while he bit into his chicken with relish. Apparently, he found it amusing to bang every single sentence Han Han said and that peeved her alright. Although Han was always thought to be offensive in a way, especially when she’s talking, she appeared to be rather vulnerable that night, revealing much flaw in her speech that were subsequently being corrected by the one and only Terrence. I see a Yin and Yang balance there. Maybe they should get together so that Han would be tamed.

I was at this table for a short moment with this bunch of funny people before I decided to join Han who was barbequing her sausages. They were chatting and laughing away like there’s no tomorrow while I sat speechless at a corner as I did not see any humor in what they said. That’s what happened when you’re in a place of strangers and could not blend in well – Awkwardness it was.

And of course, we had Felix’s darling – Hershey joining us as she wandered around the porch, leaving nothing behind but sets of footprints. Poor Han who couldn’t rear dogs in her apartment found herself calling out for the dog and happily caressing and stroking its shaved fur whenever she got the chance. I’m certain that Han had a whale of time then.

Then gambling time came and all gamblers registered themselves at the dining table, putting in a minimum of RM15 or was it RM10 for some chips in order to get started with. It was poker they were playing. I couldn’t bear watching them play for more than 5 minutes because it was so darn boring, so I got out of the house to the porch where Han was kindly giving Felix’s parents a helping hand in wrapping up the mess we all made.

When the cleaning was done, Han, Terrence and I sat around the little round table and had a small chat with Felix’s parents. Riz, the jobless guy joined in after he got tired of watching the ongoing football match alone, bringing along the leftovers which he had been gnawing on since God knows when. Few minutes after the clock stroke 12, the gambling ended and they all swarmed out of the house, getting ready to head back home.

After a brief camwhoring session, we bade our goodbyes and parted our ways.

August 22nd Part 1

2009-08-28T01:40:00.001+08:00

So much have happened lately that I couldn’t spare some time to blog. Even if I have the time, I would kindly donate it to my movies. At least 2 movies a day would do just fine. Anyways, before I embark on another movie adventure, let me finish what I’ve started here. (I don’t have to go to college tomorrow)

It was a fine Saturday morning where most people wake up to a perfectly normal day, and perform their daily routines. I was the absolute opposite. The moment I opened my sleepy eyes, I already knew that August 22nd, today, was going to be the most happening day.

About 2 weeks before today, I was invited to Felix’s farewell BBQ party via Facebook, the site where most people hang out online, spending endless time nosing around, browsing through people’s albums, playing games and quizzes that are IQ lowering, and other unproductive activities. Then, exactly 1 week from today when I was working with the worst company ever in history Ape Ideas, I was invited to a birthday celebration by one of my “colleague.” Just when I was torn between those 2, I had another one slapping at me the night before today.

CLASHING! How am I supposed to attend all 3 at one go? I wondered. I was desperately in need of 3 Seans. The plan was to attend Felix’s one and ditch the other 2 since I’ve promised him to turn up today. The birthday party was out of the story after I knew there was going to be a clubbing session right after and besides, I would have to hitch a ride from a friend because the venue was somewhere in Kepong, sorry. So I was lazy to find myself transport and I would be a killjoy eventually because my curfew’s at 1.

The thought of attending Tze-En’s farewell never flashed through my mind until I got a call from Han Han telling me that Cock had something on, so they would be going to Felix’s crib later. So yay enough, I drove to Chow Yang and to my surprise, 13 people showed up. It took minutes for all of us to settle down around that huge circular table, squeezing ourselves like sardines to fit into that inadequate space. It felt like Chinese New Year’s Eve when one big family is having a reunion dinner.

While waiting for the food to be served, we bumped into Mrs. Lee, our former teacher back in Taman Sea High School, who happened to be dining there as well. She came over and had some chit-chats with us before heading back to her table.

It has been awhile since we met, so we were busy catching up with each other. Whoever organized this farewell was smart enough to choose a Chinese restaurant, where making loud noises would never get ourselves into trouble. Great job done there.

I left at around 9 while everybody was planning to head to somewhere else after the dinner.

Not in any of the pictures: Wei Hoong! Haha. Sorry~

To be continued…

Sunsilk – The Best Brand for Shampoo in Malaysia

2009-08-21T13:29:00.001+08:00

An innocent-looking ID at Lowyat forum deceived the best of us and lured us into taking the bait. 4 runners and an army of female ambassadors were all they needed to ensure the roadshow was a success.

It was Wednesday morning when we marched anxiously down the grave-silent hallway, thinking that this job could we tackle and handle with ease. All we had in mind was that simple job scope that had been briefed to us back in Dataran Prima and we could not help but smirk. Not knowing that we were about to be enslaved and tormented with stern and gay supervisors, ridiculously short break times, hours of standing, work that was beyond our responsibilities, and not forgetting a low payment and the longest pay term on earth.

The first day wasn’t as bad as you think it is. Personalities were still being left in dark corners while fancy masks were donned. However, some preferred to give people a bad impression about them and that’s just so idiotic. Like this guy I know, he’s too clever and smart in a way that he was coercing me mentally and physically into doing all the filthy and labor work while he did those sissy ones. It peeved me alright but I swallowed all my anger in in order to avoid unnecessary commotions and chaos. Such noble of me. Sometimes, it could be quite hard to work with assertive people.

The day went on with me realizing that I was going to work with 2 people I’ve met prior to this roadshow, and from that moment, I know I’ve got company! I didn’t really know Clement back in HELP although we once attended the same LAN class during the first semester of 2009 but now it’s an utterly different story. He came to know me as Chloe’s friend. Heh~! The second person was Kheng Loong, a guy I work with in the Cadbury Event. I couldn’t recall the whereabouts I met him until the 3rd day when he told me that he was working at the Cadbury Event as a mini-game marshal that it finally disentangled my twisted memory.

A little while after I arrived, hairstylist, make-up professionals, and those in charge of the hair wash started swarming in. All dressed up in black and armed with their respective tools, they laid everything on the dressing table with efficiency and aided fellow female ambassadors in a partial makeover. I must say that some were truly professionals while others were just fraud but nobody gave a damn as long as the customers looked extremely gorgeous in the cover photo shoot.

Not many knew about the roadshow on Wednesday, which accounted for the low number of customers at the end of the day. Us runners who were in charge of the water for hair wash had so much time to spare that we were forced to fill up the gaps between ambassadors and start pushing sales. Absurd! Of course, nobody was happy with that and we rebelled by lazing around and chatting with the ambassadors. Negative comments about our performance bombarded at us during the briefing which was held right after the roadshow ended at 10. I bet no one kept those words in their heart because I myself didn’t get a word as I don’t hear wind. Heh!

The second day had gotten better as the pages began to fill up with names of customers. Which in English means that there were more hair wash and runners had something to do to bust boredom and attention. Us runners were keeping our fingers crossed at all times for more hair wash so that we didn’t have to perform duty like promoting Sunsilk products that’s out of a runner’s job scope.

As the weekend drawn closer, the number of customers kept increasing. Runners had to make more rounds to the toilet to fetch sufficient water supply for the tank and of course pour the dirt water away into the cleaner’s room in the male’s lavatory. Our schedules were getting more hectic by day and soon 4 runners seemed to not suffice to accomplish the piling workload. Our job had definitely gone from relaxing to exhausting and torturing.

How hard we wished the queue to be shorter and the traffic to be lighter but the wishes were never granted. We grumbled as we refilled the tank and rumbled as we scooped out the dirty water. I ranted more when one guy chickened out at the beginning of the hectic weekend and failed to find himself a replacement. Irresponsible is the only word that could describe him. So the remaining 3 of us worked our asses off and prayed hard for it to stop soon. If you notice, our prayers contradicted with that of the first day. =)

At last, 5 consecutive days of Sunsilk roadshow came to an end at 10.30pm on Sunday. Although the total sales may not be as high as those in Mid-Valley and Sungai Wang, but it was a great achievement by all of us as we strived hard for it. Not really actually. I’m glad that the sales weren’t that high. Hence, a treat by our supervisors in Ss 2’s Pelita.

-End-

Wait.. Here’s a lovely pic of a slacking supervisor.

August 31st

2009-08-14T00:32:00.001+08:00

My holiday is so occupied with part time jobs, hang outs, TV series catch-ups, and farewell gatherings that I didn’t have time to put up a brief update on my past as well as current status. Last week, roughly about 11 of us who were previously being invited by Sheryl or Qing Han, who kindly helped Sheryl with the invitation, made it to One Utama for a brief lunch outing at TGIF.

The outing was Sheryl’s farewell gathering as she was about to fly over and now already flew over to the States on the 8th of August for her tertiary education. If you are a friend of Sheryl’s, you might already know that her father doesn’t really give her the permission to hang out with her friends even when she’s having a 3 months break before she embarks for the States. Of course, we were in luck to have Sheryl at the gathering on that day itself.

It was a Friday afternoon when we strolled around the shopping complex to find ourselves a suitable eatery. It was Chilis that first came to mind before all others as usual. And since Chilis is a restaurant that’s just so appealing to practically everybody who gallivants at One Utama, it was rather expected that the restaurant was jam-packed at that very moment, lunch hour.

However, it was wonderful to have Qing Han in our gang as she hurled suggestions of restaurants incessantly that we eventually had trouble choosing the best out of them. There was even a fancy restaurant suggested by Qing Han, which according to her, has swings and all, that sounded so romantic, which obviously is more suitable for couples rather than a group of people.

At TGIF, we sat down at a corner and started flipping the menu while waiting for a few others to arrive. Only Aaron, Luther, Lenny, Sheryl, Peter and Kenneth ate while the rest of us just had a drink. We chatted. What other topics can we get with Matthew, Qing Han, and Peter on the table, except for lame and nonsensical topics? Of course, picture sessions must not be missed out with Felix in the gang.

We went our separate ways right after the lunch. =) What a short yet memorable outing!

3rd Job

2009-08-05T02:08:00.001+08:00

26th of July, 2009

Yawn~ I woke up reluctantly to the annoying buzz of my alarm. Sitting up on my bed with my eyes half-closed, I gazed through the water-stained windows. It was a drizzly Sunday morning, a perfect morning to sleep in but I had to get myself ready or I’ll be late for work. Putting on a pair of slacks and a black tee, I drove off to Central Park One Utama.

Today, Cadbury organized an event called the “Sweet Fighter Challenge” that gave the opportunity to people of all walks of life to win prizes that includes PSP, hampers, Cadbury chocolates, and souvenirs. Of course, there’s a catch. To win big prizes like PSP, people have to team up into groups of 4 or 5 and participate in a carnival game that has 6 simple stations to complete. Needless to say, the group that manages to complete all 6 stations in the shortest time wins the prize. As for the small gifts, people would only have to play a mini game. However, only those who purchased Cadbury products of up to RM20 are eligible to participate in both carnival and mini games. One receipt for only one participant in the carnival game and 3 rounds of mini games yo.

This morning, the people in charge along with 13 other marshals and ambassadors were hiding from the rain under a huge white tent, looking all tired and sleepy while contestants of the “Sweet Fighter Challenge” gradually filled up the park. Judging by the bad weather condition, I actually thought that the event would be called off, but I never guessed that people were so willing to sacrifice their sleeping time and fight through the rain just to win prizes. Malaysians.

After being briefed of what we were supposed to do, we dispersed and stood guard at our respective stations. The deejay blasted the music and the emcee tested the sound system with the mic in his hand while the contestants waited eagerly in front of the registration desk. I swore I would’ve punched the emcee in the face if I could get away with it later on because he made grammar mistakes and kept reiterating. Annoying.

Anyways, the event officially started after the CEO or whatever of Cadbury gave a concise speech and cut loose a bundle of Cadbury-branded helium balloons.

So, I was in charge of the very first station, “Warring Faction,” where I and 2 other fellow marshals had to make sure that the black balls oscillate at all times while contestants make their way through the swinging balls. If one of the balls were to hit them, they had to go back to the starting point. Easy-peasy job.

As for the second station, contestants had to put exactly 30 oranges into a gunny sack or they would be given a 1 minute penalty. It’s not as easy as it sounds because with 4 or 5 people putting in oranges at the same time, it would be chaotic and there’s a high chance that miscalculations would occur. I’m only familiar with 2 stations and besides, I’m too lazy to explain further, so that would be it.

Mini games. There’re a few mini games such as Bowl-A-Ball, Bytesketball, and yada-yada. Prizes to win include packets of Cadbury Bytes, Choclairs, Cadbury puzzles, and Cadbury photo frame. All the lame prizes but who cares, they’re all free.

The event ended at around 4 something, earlier than the actual ending time, which was supposed to be at 5.30. There was nothing else we could do but were asked to wait while Alex, the person in charge went to fetch our pay. So we clumped together under the shade, grabbed ourselves chairs and chatted. Then came the best part, which was when Alex came back with a stack of 50 dollar notes and I got paid RM120 on the spot! Whee~

If Cadbury were to hold another event, I would definitely love to work again! =)

The Truth

2009-08-03T02:13:00.003+08:00

A tag is always a good idea for a fresh start and it’s been a while since I’d done a tag. So here I am seated in the living room wide awake in the middle of the night, stealing tags out of Facebook and posting them up in my blog. Who cares? You’re going to learn more about me anyway.

40 secrets about myself.

1. Have you ever been asked out?

* Yes. And it would make me a pathetic loner if no one had asked me out.

2. Where was your default picture taken?

* Genting Highlands.

3. What's your middle name?

* I don't have one.

4. Your current relationship status?

* Single.

5. Does your crush like you back?

* No? That's a definite answer if you're skeptical about the "NO" because of the question mark that came right after.

6. What's your current mood?

* Moodless.

7. What color of underwear are you wearing?

* The most beautiful color you can ever imagine.

8. What color of shirt are you wearing?

* What kind of questions are these?

9. Missing something?

* Sense and Logic.

10. If you could go back in time and change something, what would you do?

* Bring dinosaurs alive?

11. If you must be an animal for a day, what would it be?

* A bird although I have slight acrophobia.

12. Ever had a near death experience?

* I almost drowned in a pool.

13. Something you do a lot?

* Online.

14. The song stuck in your head?

* So Close.

15. Who did you copy and paste this from?

* Jethro.

16. Name someone with the same birthday as you .

* Vi Iyin

17. When was the last time you cried?

* Forgotten.

18. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?

* Never. I would've freaked out if I were to.

19. If you could have one super power, what would it be?

* Ability to fly.

20. What's the first thing you noticed about the opposite sex?

* The different feeling when I interact with them.

21. What do you usually order from Starbucks?

* It used to be hot chocolate but it's going to be mocha the next time I visit the shop.

22. What's your biggest secret?

* I don't do drugs.

23. Favorite color?

* I don't have a particular one.

24. Do you still watch kiddie movies or tv shows?

* Does Ice-Age count?

25. What's on your walls?

* Dull white paint!

26. What are you?

* A nocturnal animal.

27. Do you speak any other languages?

* Malay, Mandarin, and a little Cantonese.

28. What's your favorite smell?

* Fragrance!

29. Describe your life in one word.

* Lucky.

30. Have you ever kissed in the rain?

* Is this some kinda fairy tale in the making?

31. What are you thinking about right now?

* Finishing this crap and hit the sack.

33. What should you be doing?

* I'm supposed to be sleeping!

34. Who was the last person that made you upset?

* No one. But there would be an answer if the question were to be "Who was the last person that made you happy?"

35. How often do you talk to God?

* Not very often.

36. Do you like working in the yard?

* I would love to if I'm allowed to drive the tractor.

37. If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?

* That's just going to be more thinking and I'm not doing that right now.

38. Do you act differently around the person you like?

* At times.

39. What is the natural color of your hair?

* Black.

40. Who was the last person to make you cry?

* I'm a cheerful person. =)

So Close

2009-07-31T18:13:00.001+08:00

Many of you might not know that I play the piano, but I do play the piano. I started since I was 3, stopped for 2 years when I was 8. Jumped a few grades to catch up with my friends, and finished grade 8 before SPM.

I continued to the diploma level during the first year of my college life but put it to a halt after 6 months. I realized that college was taking up too much of my time and I was not all up for practicing the piano every single day. I stopped playing ever since. Until a few weeks ago, I stumbled upon a wonderful song, “So Close” while I was watching Enchanted. It gave me the motivation and inspiration to play again. So this is it, I do hope all of you enjoy the song and my playing! =)

Disclaimer: I wasn’t playing at my best so expect some petty mistakes here and there. If you think this video is a fake, I can always perform live, with most preferably a Yamaha piano! And with the piano scores of course, because I suck at memorizing pieces. =) One last thing – if you expected me to sing and not play, that’s just too bad because I don’t do youtube singing!

2nd Job

2009-07-30T15:14:00.001+08:00

There isn’t any appropriate reasons to not posting this up, so this is it, my first job experience as an ambassador of DiGi campus Roadshow in University Malaya.

Having no experience at all in this particular field, I have everything all planned out in mind of how I’m going to make this thing work out for me while I was waiting anxiously at the gathering spot – Old Town in Jaya 1. It was a fine morning when I comfortably sat myself in a chair at a corner outside of the restaurant. Should I be fortunate or unfortunate to have a smoker sitting right beside my table? Fortunate I may say because he was a pipe smoker and I’ve never seen one in action before.

Clearly, he was of Arabic origin with his rather tanned skin and moustache and beard growing all over his face. I observed every single motion he made, occasionally looking away to avoid being caught looking at him. Apparently, he was a wealthy and successful guy who had worked his ass all the way to the top of a well-known company and now had all his employees attending to his work while he enjoyed his morning Cappuccino and smoke.

Whatever he was smoking really smelt good, but I refrained myself from inhaling any of those pollutants. He handled his pipe meticulously as if he was a neurosurgeon fixing a fragile little human nerve. I couldn’t help but realize that every puff he took from the pipe was going to kill him sooner or later, giving him awful-looking ulcers to his lips and an uncountable number of cancers that could rupture and screw up his anatomy before he die a painful death. Anyway, I learnt the right way to smoke a pipe that morning. Which I probably would not apply to any part of my “quite-healthy” life until the day I die.

The day in UM started off great despite that mere blur-ness in me. Every one was busy opening up boxes, setting up buntings, folding gift boxes, and etc. I, on the other hand, tried to figure out ways to give a helping hand. After all was set, I grabbed hold of a few leaflets and registration forms and set off to the entrance of Kolej Perdana Siswa in a mission to get my first customer. Putting a smile on my face and great spirits in my voice, I started explaining about the cheapest package in town.

I’m not a people person but I wasn’t nervous at all and I did have courage to approach every single person I met. I got stuck often as I explained to enthusiastic students, and I knew some of them noticed it. Hah! My explanation got smoother as the day progressed, but the number of customers I get was not enough to earn me my commission. I was disappointed but it wasn’t entirely my fault because I shifted from KPS to K12, which had a lower traffic and a lower number of enthusiastic students. That night, I made a promise to myself to be more professional the next day and get myself 28 customers before the end of the day.

2nd day. My faith was shattered after a few attempts to persuade students who were devouring their meals to purchase a new package of DiGi campus/try out the new DiGi plan as I approached their tables. Some even scowled at me before I even had the chance to speak. Their attitude peeved me alright and restrained me from further promoting, but the target I had to meet to earn me RM20 motivated me. Evidently, Lady Luck was absent for the first 2 days and it made me envious to watch my friends walking away from tables with filled up forms and IC in their hands. I failed yet again.

From the 3rd day onwards, things started getting better and more tiring. Traffic swelled and the situation at the counter was chaotic. But we managed to pulled it through with the help of several Yellow Armies, which constituted of students of UM. Finally, on the final day itself, I managed to get top sales, earning me an extra RM20. I was satisfied.

Benefits: - I get to know lots of people, had a chance to officially introduce myself to one of my ex-schoolmates, got to speak Malay/English with Malay accent after years of learning the language, become someone who’s way different from who I really am, and finally learn how to converse fast and persuade people in a short period of time.

Yay to me.

The guys

The Girls

First Experience

2009-07-25T03:24:00.001+08:00

Blogging to the song of “So Close” by Jon McLaughlin is very refreshing although I’m going to be blogging about my tiresome days of working at Robinsons in The Gardens.

Malaysian timing is not something one should be proud of, but Malaysians seem to be practicing it everyday. Meetings postponed due to latecomers, briefings had to be pushed to an hour later because the client had something else to get busy with, even marriages got delayed because the bride and groom got caught in a heavy traffic in the middle of a bustling city! Punctuality has a certain meaning to it that we must not take for granted.

It was a cloudless Saturday when I was all dressed up for my first part time job. I admit there was a slight sense of anxiousness tingling in me. Arriving there extremely early, which was 45 minutes before my work starts, I alighted the car and walked towards the entrance. The timing was perfect because as I approached the huge transparent glass doors, the security guard was just unlocking the thick iron chains that shut it tight.

I wasn’t sure where I was supposed to head to but all I knew was to find someone with the name Ms. Shamini. I started asking around after walking up and down the escalator several times. My first attempt of questioning brought me to the entrance of Robinsons at the 2nd floor and to the security guard who was standing guard right over at the railings. After having not to speak Malay often, I found myself forming words and sentences with much difficulty as I asked for directions.

Finally, I found the staff entrance, which was situated right beside the male’s lavatory. Coolness! After surrendering my belongings, I went into that huge elevator and brought myself to Ground floor, then into Ms. Shamini’s room. I was not surprised at all when I was notified that I arrived first, because indeed I was! Paid a loan of Rm30, I received an M-sized Robinsons-tee, a Promoter badge, and a punch card.

When all part-timers arrived, we were given a short briefing about the rules and regulations and of course, penalties if the rules were to be crossed. Of all departments, I was assigned to the Ladies. Greatness, it would be a wonderfully new experience I thought. I was introduced to this guy whose name was Ruben rather than the supervisor himself because he was on leave that day.

I was put to station at Coast that morning, which was right in front of the Cashier counter. After Ruben gave me some explanations about the sizes, I started walking back and forth, scrutinizing those extraordinarily pretty and expensive dresses, which I have never given a glance whenever I go shopping with my family or friends. The first hour passed with only a handful of customers who came and went without a question. Boredom Bugs started to get into my nerves in no time.

There was nothing for me to do except to stand there and be prepared to assist any customers who had questions or enquiries. It was a boring times 100 job. My legs started to feel achy after merely 2 hours had passed. 7 more hours to go and I was filled with guilt for taking up this job without knowing the consequences beforehand. The only thing that was keeping me going was the break time at 3.

Out of desperation, I took out my phone and sms-ed my friends in a hope for them to pay me a visit and to keep me company. None of them turn up. On top of that, there was no one to talk to because that small section was kept under me and my only surveillance. Poor me and pity me wished and prayed hard for time to pass by faster than before. That moment was gruesome and it’s dreadful to think of it now. I wonder how could one survive being a full-time promoter.

Your legs ache because of the standing, your neck gets stiff for God knows why, your tummy drumming away because of the late lunch hour, you get bored because you are not supposed to clump together for some chit-chat sessions, and you get scowled at and unnecessary grumblings from fussy customers. Being a promoter wouldn’t make me any happier unless I get commission from the purchases my customers make. And that’s the best part of this job I get, I don’t get commission.

So basically, there' wasn’t any motivation for me to keep my ass working except for that RM10 I get for every hour I stand. What a boring job that I wouldn’t think twice to get back to even if that were to be the last vocation on earth. Of course, I did learn something new over there. I learnt that when put under pressure, people tend to rant about everything even though it’s to someone they don’t really know. =)

It’s 3 in the afternoon and I was allowed to go for my break! That feeling of freedom was overwhelming I must say because I could finally have a seat and satisfy my empty tummy. I savor every bite of chicken rice and every second I got to rest my legs before I had to struggle through another 5 hours of standing. I could already feel my knees breaking apart and my cartilages and ligaments wearing off as the synovial fluid dry up gradually.

Going back to work, I was kept refreshed for the first 2 hours because of the food and that 1 hour of rest. After which, I found myself dragging my feet along that nicely tiled floor and finding stuff to keep myself busy. Then, there’s this friendly sales advisor who talked to me for a moment and kept me company while he arranged the clothes hanging on the metal bars. He was so eager to go back home as he continuously asked me for the time. At one point, he was like, “Kenapa jam you begitu lambat? Saya balik sekarang lah!” then he walked off after bidding his goodbyes.

A long Saturday it was. I had a good sleep that night as there wasn’t any energy left in my body for a simple slight motion. What an experience!

Awkward Silence

2009-07-19T23:48:00.000+08:00

My whole anatomy is now numbed with nothing but tiredness. I can’t believe I stood the whole Saturday away and am going to do just the same for Sunday. Dear Christians, please put me in your prayer list, pray for I could live through tomorrow.

Yesterday evening, I attended a briefing in Jaya One for the upcoming DiGi Campus Roadshow as I was chosen to be one of their ambassadors! Yay!

We were asked to be punctual because it’s supposed to be a pivotal meeting, so I arrived 15 minutes earlier and thought it was a good idea to make a wonderful impression on my fellow “colleagues” and “team leaders.” There were a handful of highly-spirited people in the room when I entered. Ignoring them totally, I grabbed a seat at the front and was handed 2 MYC! magazines to kill boredom.

Flipping through the page as slow as I could, knowing that I would have to wait for quite some time, I tried to admire the layout of every page. It turned out that I wasn’t slow enough or those people weren’t punctual enough! I literally had to stone after glancing through those magazines, because there were nothing else to do in that 16 feet by 10 feet teeny room.

I started rolling my eyeballs around, trying hard not to move my head too much, taking in as much as I could about the room’s condition. There were 2 long tables in front of me, one with a 45 inch LCD TV on it, and the other with a Dell laptop connected to the TV via cables. The table with the laptop was in a terrible mess. Stationeries were laying around, empty projector bags laid unzipped, and there were stacks of papers scattered around. To the left of the LCD TV was a double-sided whiteboard with words written in black ink. The wall behind those 2 tables was wallpapered with scenery of cloudy sky, in which there’s a hot-air balloon floating on the right. I didn’t care much about the back of the room.

After waiting for almost an hour, those people finally arrived, bad examples. We were briefed about the DiGi packages, the target we have to meet to get our commission, the rules and regulations, Dos and Don’ts and they reiterated. Gosh, they nagged worse than mommas, super long-winded. Then we surrendered our ICs to get it photocopied and signed the contract. And here we go again, the nagging continued for a little while more before the meeting was adjourned. Did I mention that we were all given notes about the new DiGi campus package to study? It’s worse than an exam, I haven’t even started.

To be Continued…

Just Nice

2009-07-16T13:24:00.001+08:00

Tagged by Chloe :)

What a perfect timing! A happy tag when I’m down and blue.

The rules:

Link back to the person who tagged you.
List six little things that make you happy.
Tag six bloggers and let them know they’re “it”.

Six little things that make me happy;

Leading others to a joyful day

Calls from employers

Hovering in those wonderful dreams of mine

Looking at babies

Occasions

Embrace

But most importantly, You. Search for it.

Thousandth Time

2009-07-14T22:23:00.000+08:00

I’ve done this for God knows how many times already. But I see new questions!

The Rules:
1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense.
4. With the answers, give your own comments on how they relate to the questions.
5. ~~Tag 10 people.~~

How are you feeling today?

Seventeen (Definitely not a guy’s feelings).

Will you get far in life?

Human.

What’s your best friend’s theme song?

Sober (Serious friends I have).

What is the story of your life?

Can’t Help But Wait (I wish there’s something that could stop me from waiting).

What was high school like?

Kenangan Terindah (Indeed! =)

How can you get ahead with life?

She Got Her Own

Whats the best thing about your friends?

Forever (That explains a lot!) =)

Describe your grandparents.

Can You Hear Me? (Isn’t this perfect? Hahaha~)

How’s your life going?

So Sick of Love Songs (Hey, I like them!)

What will be played at my funeral?

A Little Too Not Over You (Aww~ It’s okay).

Will you have a happy life?

Still Dirty (Thank God this song came out one question earlier!)

What do your friends really think of you?

Stranded (Is that so? Tell me!).

Do people secretly lust after you?

Let It Rock!

How can you make yourself happy?

Live (Live my life the way it is!)

What should you do with your life?

Change The World (Noble..).

Will you ever have children?

Turning Me On (It doesn’t).

What song would you strip to?

Teenagers (WOAH~)

What does your mom thinks of you?

Heartless (Hey! Not true, although I maybe at times but NO, I’m not!)

What is your deep, dark secret?

Bleeding Love (You wouldn’t know).

What is your enemy’s theme song?

Irreplaceable.

What’s your personality like?

That’s What You Get.

What will be played at your wedding?

The Call.

Victoria

2009-07-12T22:40:00.001+08:00

Tired of waiting for someone/somebody/something to appear right before your doorstep on your birthday? Well, stop waiting because it’s not going to happen or maybe it might but stop expecting it to happen unless there’s someone who really cares for you in life! And I’m not implying about you, Edwin. =)

Birthday eve is one of the days in life I would like to sleep through. I see people fidgeting about, having insomnias, and getting all reclusive out of a sudden, thinking about the surprises they might get on their birthday. Isn’t that torturing? However, that merely happen to people who really think that birthdays are the most important/special day in their lives, and that includes a portion of myself. Obviously, that’s the bad part of knowing when exactly is your birthday.

The worse part of birthday is of course none other than the disappointment itself. No prezzies, no wishes, no cards, no cakes, no nothing, just like other ordinary days. Just when you are thinking of how bad it is to have a birthday like that, here comes the worst part to blast your aching heart into billions of pieces. Well, it is having to fantasize the previous night about the grandest birthday ever that’s going to be poured on you the minute you got out of bed, but only to find out that nobody actually did remember it’s your birthday!

But, not to worry much, July babies. I’m here to sincerely wish everyone of you Happy Birthday, belated, advanced or neither! As for the celebration part, I already did celebrate it on your behalves an hour ago at Victoria Station. The Cream of Broccoli and Shrimp soup was creamy and yummy that a bowl of it didn’t seem to be enough. The bread was steamy and soft and it tasted so good when served with melting butter. The sizzling steak I ordered was as delicious as ever even though it’s a little over-cooked. The dessert was the part I missed. So, I think we shall save the birthday-cake-cutting ceremony for another day. =)

Oh yea. Do you want to take a peek at my hot, sizzling beef steak? I took it with my 3.2 megapixel lousy N73 phone camera, so lucky you, it isn’t that delectable there.

There you go! =)

“Sailing” Difficulties

2009-07-10T15:44:00.001+08:00

Disclaimer: What I’m about to write is all based on personal opinions and perceptions. It may not be necessarily true and it may offend some of you. The good news is you’re free to leave a comment(s) if you agree/disagree with what’s said. But I don’t think there’ll be any feedbacks because my readers are not used to communicating with me.

I have a lot in mind to brag about right now but definitely am not in the perfect mood, plus I have no idea how to get it started.

However, one thing’s for sure and obvious – I don’t update my blog that often as compared to the previous month where I went on a blogging berserk. The urge of blogging just died down for me. Besides that, I have something of utmost importance in hand and in mind to catch up with, to get busy with, and to kill time with. So I suppose that accounts to all the slack-blogging.

Forgiveness shall be given to me I guess, but is that a necessity? Don’t think so. I have the blog-whatever-and-whenever-I-want badge, so you got it whenever I update. No bugging!

***

The problem with friendships nowadays is that it wouldn’t last as long as those forged during ancient times. Back then, once a friend, always a friend, even though it’s an LDF a.k.a Long Distant Friendship, which means you don’t often meet your friend. You’ll definitely agree with me if you start reversing the time machine and go back into the past right now. Of course, there might be exclusive cases in which are not of my best concern right now.

Think. How close are you now with all your best friends in pre-school, primary school, or even secondary school? You might already have lost contact with them and have not seen them in ages. Which is quite a common thing because people go separate ways eventually as they graduate and don’t intend to meet up again. Even if you stumbled on them in supermarkets or in shopping centers, there’s a great possibility that you wouldn’t recognize them.

Even if you do recognize them, a little avoidance – hiding behind pillars and covering of face with an upside-down gossip magazine would do just fine. You think it’s bad? I see people doing that often. Firstly, he/she might pop all the bubbles in your face by not being able to recognize you. Secondly, there’s nothing to talk about in that supremely awkward situation aside from all the Ws and H questions you could think of because the fact is, both of you aren’t as close as you once were.

However, you could strike secondary school out because based on my experience, high school’s where you find your Paradise of True Friendships. There’s where you find a friend(s) who you could trust, share your deepest and darkest secrets with, and hang out comfortably with although you’ve not seen them for quite some time. At least it works for me that way. People begin to mature at this stage of life, the adolescent stage. Your personality, behavior or whatsoever begin to surface and people judge you by first impressions. What about college?

Unfortunately, nothing beats friendships forged in college. Not that college friends are more awesome than high school friends, no. And not that all college friends are not awesome, I meant some. Because of past experiences, people begin to understand the importance of first impressions. Everyday, before they step into the grounds of college, they put on a decent mask as if they were about to attend a masquerade or act in a soap opera. So much of that just to gain a large network of friends. It’s not surprising that friendships last the shortest in college. You may have someone as your best buddy this semester, but only to find out that someone is ignoring your every HIs and BYEs after only a month of miscommunication. Why are true friendships hard to come by?

***

Yesterday, I went out with a buddy from high school whom I’ve not seen in a year. It was an awesome outing because we had so much catching up to do. We chatted time away. An outing would be considered incomplete without hitting the cinemas, so we decided to catch a movie.

I should be buying tickets for Transformers 2 already but since he’d watched it, we queued up for ‘State of Play’ instead and not ‘Ice Age 3’, ‘Drag me to Hell’ or whatsoever because I heard it’s a good movie and indeed it was. The intro was a tad too slow and boring I must say but as the story builds up, it makes the intro looks good because everything is interrelated and I find that very cool. But I still think it’s a risky act to bore your audience first before giving them the adrenaline rush. If it’s a must to have a self-explanatory intro, I suggest, do it like what Gavin Hood did in X-men origins.

Anyway, there we were queuing up before the counter when I stumbled upon this primary school friend of mine who was about to swift past my shoulders as he zig-zagged his way to the end of the short queue. Although I’ve lost communication with him for years, I somewhat called out for his name. Eventually, both of us reached out for each other’s hand naturally for a handshake and said our heys but his face had that blank or was it a shocked and blank look? All that happened in a split second.

You might have already noticed the contradiction made here but this one’s a different story. Because this old friend of mine is actually a friend of one of my closest friends as well and I see his pictures every now and then in her blog. So I felt like I’m still close to him even though I obviously am not anymore. Which explains why I didn’t do that little Indian dance/hide-and-seek around some coconut trees with him. I’m glad I made that move because it gave me a good laugh when he showed me that “what just happened/Hey but who are you” kinda expression.

After the movies, we had batting in mind and so we paid the Batting Cage a visit at Upper Roof. Sadly, it was drizzling and the cage was undergoing some form of construction. Bah … We crave batting! Maybe we should pay En. Zol a visit one day and ask for a fair game of softball instead. I would definitely be the pitcher again. *Missing those proud moments*

Till we meet again. =)

- Sean.

The Pencil

2009-07-06T21:41:00.001+08:00

Before I hit the hay sack the night before, I realized something seemed to be amiss because the night was still at its dawn. I wondered for quite some time before concluding that today is going to be a big day for me. A really gigantic humongous one that is definitely going to freak the hell out of me and that I’m bound to be tormented until I beg for mercy/pee in my pants. *works the same*

Thinking of that, I couldn’t stop shivering with fear. With my teeth chattering and my legs weak and numb, I prostrated myself on that heated bed of mine, not being able to move another inch till morning. I swear I was literally frozen inside out despite the hot surroundings and the layers of comforters being laid on me. At the same time, I had an insomnia attack, which I thankfully recovered from it moments later.

This morning, I was awaken by a huge jolt. When I say HUGE, I really do mean it. It’s not a usual slight jolt on your shoulders when your mom wakes you up in the morning or a nudge you get when your irritated maid screams you out of bed. It’s a rather unimaginable and an illogical one. Yes, my teeny cubicle was struck by a magnitude 5 earthquake that threw me out of bed. I landed on the ground with a stud. Ouch!

A few minutes of jam-driving brought me to HELP at around 8.30 in the morning and there, I could finally breathe. The freshness of the morning air had gotten me fully awake and I was all set to roll. Frankly, 2 and a half hours of Linear Algebra revision right before the paper at 12 wasn’t at any bit adequate! By 11, revision wasn’t done and with the air-con blowing towards me, just made things worse as I started to panic!

I almost went unconscious when the question paper was flipped open as the clocks on the wall ticked 12. Before I could even catch a breath, I was swiftly taken off the ground. I worked my ass off for the next 2 hours although I was suffocating. The tension-filled room tighten the grip on my neck that it almost broke my spinal into two.

Now that everything’s over, I could finally take a break!

- Pencil

Hope you get this post. =)

Craving For More!

2009-07-01T11:09:00.001+08:00

Some mammals especially the grown ups, just complain too much, talk more than necessary at inappropriate times, bombard questions excessively and incessantly at times, and set hellish restrictions on you uncontrollably. And I’m speaking of the mammals we see everyday, from dawn to dusk. How hard you pray you weren’t there or better still, invisible when all that happen. Wouldn’t that then make world a better place to live in and reality more pleasant than before?

I’ve not been blogging very often this month unlike previously. Thoughts have been kept close to my heart and have not been expressed wildly. Maybe it’s because I’m still not at the end of my tether just yet, seeing that the number of subjects I’m taking this semester isn’t at any bit stressful at all. So thoughts, hide like you have agoraphobia! Never come out you shall until I say so. Hah!

6 days ago on a Friday evening, me and 5 others - Chloe, Aaron Choi, Calv, Riz, and Matthew Cher were having dinner at Nirvana in Bangsar before heading to Jalan Solaris for some Haagen Daz yummy-licious ice-cream! It wasn’t a perfect planning but all went quite well aside from the slight delay of time, which granted us only 2 short hours for ice-cream.

Anyways, we were supposed to meet up at 6.30 but people started showing up only an hour later. Poor Calv and Matthew who were there an hour earlier had to wait hell long for us, sorry. My first experience at Nirvana was screwed up because I had to restrain from ordering meself a hearty meal! I had to save some space for ice-cream yo! After dinner, Matthew left us for church. And 3 others – Edwin, Peter, and Eka joined in shortly after he left! =) So, 6-1+3 equals 8 of us!

Upon arriving at Soho KL, the Paradise of ice-cream, dessert, and buffet, I was surprised at the sight of the number of people in the double-decker teeny-weeny shop. I expected a larger shop and way more people to be there, sitting in couples or groups, savoring every spoonful of ice-cream as it melts in their already salivating mouth. *drool*

Because of the LIMITED time we had, we were kinda in an ice-cream race as we competed among ourselves for the most scoops of ice-cream eaten. Sitting a few steps away from the counter just made everything much more easier and faster. Unfortunately, nothing could be done to speed our metabolism rate up for more ice-cream! We were in desperate NEED of empty stomachs, or at least, I was!

You can already imagine that at some point, we weren’t actually indulging ourselves with those sweet stuff, but were literally forcing them in, especially during the final call. Struggling to make our money worth that night wasn’t a good idea at all because our stomachs failed on us! Bad tummy, bad tummy. We should have taken our dinner earlier, then we would have more time for the ice-cream, no?

Anyways, the ice-cream was delicious, BEYOND delicious to be exact. They have a wide variety of flavors, comprising of Macadamia Nuts (My favorite), Mango Sorbet, Mango & Passion Fruit, Strawberry, Strawberry Cheesecake, Tiramisu, Rum Raisin, Vanilla, Chocolate Chocolate Chip, Coffee, Green Tea, Raspberry, and a few more. You can eat till you drop/puke for just RM34 people and STAY for as long as you want! That’s considered dirt cheap if you are an ice-cream fan. =)

Nice, nice, yummy, yummy ice-creamsss!

So, don’t go FFK-ing me at the last minute next time, you know who you are! As the saying goes, the more the merrier! I hope the next outing would be better!

The Second Day

2009-06-24T23:28:00.001+08:00

I have been sleeping in a non-air-conditioned room for days now in response to Earth Hour. I believe the sacrifices I have made so far and would be making in the future would be able to help heal the world. The truth is, my beloved air-conditioner broke down and no one’s calling the repair man. So, I was stuck to using the ceiling fan and a stand fan, which are both switched on to a fan speed of 3.

This morning, I woke up to a cloudy morning. I felt like falling back to sleep but my 8 o’clock class prevented me from doing so. Which I later grudgingly get out of bed. As I walked down the street, I smelt a scent of gloominess.

Indeed. Arriving at college, the faces I encountered weren’t of any bit chirpy. Maybe it’s the upcoming finals that’s giving everyone so much pressure. I bet all ADP students would agree with me that the course assessments are inhuman. A-levels, B-Psych students always get a week or two off before finals as their study breaks.

ADP students on the other hand, not only do not have study breaks but we are often tortured with extra assignments, quizzes and presentations right before our finals. Those “obstacles” came at the right moment that it’s as though the lecturers did that on purpose to keep us preoccupied so that there wouldn’t be any time spared for us to prepare for our finals. Which means, they want us to fail our papers.

It has been hours since I started waiting. I have always told myself that waiting is a bliss in disguise. It truly is when you think of it from a different perspective. I loitered about after my class, which ended shortly before 10. Had lunch with my sister and played cards with my friends. Tinesh even founded some interesting rule for the Big2.5 game. Awesome.

It was drizzling and I hate it when it drizzles. Those annoying little rain drops just keep falling on my head! Why don’t You just pour it all down at one go? I stared at a puddle of water and watched every single rain drop as they fell. I was waiting yet again. The rain wouldn’t stop then, as though it was trying to wash my hope and faith away. But I persevered.

1 and a half hour later, my dad finally arrived.

CONFUSED, Sean

******

It says: “You are a sensitive individual and enjoy the closeness of a romantic relationship. Although you would prefer not to be apart, you have the sensibility and strength of will to survive a long-distance romance until the time came that you could live in the same city.” – Could You Survive A Long-Distance Love Affair?

The Urge

2009-06-24T10:26:00.004+08:00

This is called 50 FIRST REACTIONS. Type what comes to your mind first whenever you see those 50 words below. Don't think and don't go back and change. Doesn't matter how random it would be, just type it! Re-post it for all your friends.

Beer: Bitter.
Food: I can never have enough.
Relationships: Lovely.
Crush: Cute!
Power Rangers: Lame.
Life: Can be interesting if you live it that way.
The President: has Ninja skills! *swatting a fly during an interview*
Yummy: Ice-Creamssss!
Car: Lamborghini
Movie: Transformers - Revenge of the Fallen
Halloween: Pumpkins and scary people?
Religion: Faith.
Hate: Insects!
Fear: MORE insects!
Marriage: Eternal.
Blondes: Some look pretty.
Slippers: Not for walking.
Shoes: For walking?
Asians: Smarter than Caucasians.
Past time: Grey's Anatomy!
One Night Stand: Not my style.
My cell phone: Perfect on the outside, rotting from the inside.
Smoke: Bad for health.
Fantasy: Never real.
College: Relaxing if there're no assignments and quizzes.
High School Life: Gossips and Scandals.
Pajamas: I wear them.
Stars: Bright and shiny.
Center: Balance up everything.
Alcohol: Never taste good.
The word LOVE: Not as simple as it seems to be.
Friends: Forever.
Money: People would fight to have them.
Heartache: I get it every time.
Time: Passing by swiftly.
Divorce: Should not happen.
Dogs: Are fun to play with.
Undies: I wear them all the time.
Parents: Complete a family.
Babies: Adorable!
Ex: None!
Song: Fills my world.
Color: Liven up the world.
Weddings: Once in a lifetime.
Pizza: Delicious.
Hangout: I crave for.
Rest: 8 hours a day.
Goal: Hard to keep.
Inspiration: Must have for poetic writings.
Dream: Tells us our inner desires.

Tag:
Chloe, Edwin, Rina, Sheryl, Calv.

Seriously..

2009-06-23T11:09:00.003+08:00

..Seriously, seriously. It has been 12 hours now since I started thinking of it. And I have not figured anything out, things are still left un-sorted! I've been literally foraging everywhere for some leftover "breadcrumbs" but I found none! Actually I did found some, but it's so minute in size that I doubted it's related to what I'm searching for.

This morning, I woke up feeling groggy. Maybe it's because of the stress that was flung onto me the night before. When I was preparing for college, those issues couldn't stop bothering me. While all that was happening, I was trying to get my emotions right because I think they are rather irrelevant and out of place.

Suddenly, all that excitement I have been feeling lately, faded, just like pink mist - One shot in the head and you got it all. A few minutes passed. Staring into the screen, I contemplate my fate, or maybe I am trying to, as I solidify my thoughts. By now, I should be hiding at one corner of this room and start weeping? Or should I be grimacing as I walk around college?

Ironically, I did none of it. It's normal that people don't usually project their inner thoughts/emotions on their faces, but I usually do, somehow. So it's rather abnormal for me to not show it today, but at least I'm putting up some hints, which I should not be doing? Weird.

If I were to continue with this unnecessary ranting, I might stand a chance to bore you to death. Or baffle you into billion bits and pieces. Then I would be charged under whatever section that is for committing crimes I did not actually commit. So, I think I shall put a halt to this now before things get any worse.

Cheers! =)

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2009-06-19T17:39:00.001+08:00

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Dear Nuffnangers

2009-06-14T23:21:00.001+08:00

The invention of sophisticated electronic gadgets, especially the technology-wonder mobile notebook/portable desktop, and the advent of WiFi and now WiMax, have never made blogging any easier. Anybody, regardless of age, gender, race, or ethnicity, could tramp across the globe with a notebook in their hands, and they would be able to blog about anything they wish to without having much difficulty.

The availability of sites such as Blogger.com and Wordpress.com, have allowed people to simply create a blogging website within seconds. On top of that, Blogger websites have showed progressive improvement in their blogging systems that it had simplified the process of publishing posts into just a few clicks away. With blogging made efficient and easy, it’s no wonder that the number of bloggers have been increasing incessantly year after year.

Few years back, Timothy Tiah was just a student of University College London who dreamt of working in investment banks because it was supposed to be a lucrative and over-paying vocation. Now, standing before us is the co-founder of Nuffnang, which is Asia Pacific’s first blog advertising community.

After a brief but intense introduction by hosts of the event, Tiah started off by first introducing himself. I was rather shocked to find out that he was a former student of HELP. It has been 2 years Tiah gave talks to people of the business sector or in conference but never has he given talks to students. This gave us HELP students, privileges to attend his talk, which I found it amusing and mind-blowing.

Sharing his life experiences enthusiastically with us, Tiah lessen the looming intensity in the room as he cracked some jokes. Which soon, turned the stranger-like environment into a rather friendly one.

As the presentation moved on, Tiah enlightened us on the inspiration and idea behind the famously known Nuffnang. It all started with Timothy himself having a guest book online. He later embraced blogging into his life. Tiah’s first blog was shared with a friend where the both of them would blog about jokes to make each other laugh. It was the gradual increase of traffic to his blog that aided Tiah in finding out that blogs also do share similar potentials as other mass media in advertising merchandises and events.

Tiah was in his final years of university when the idea struck him. He consulted his friend as the they both worked out the pros and cons of starting a business like that. As for the name “Nuffnang,” they didn’t really had a brain-storming session on it. Tiah wanted to call it “Pixels” at first, which was quite brilliant of him because advertisements in Malaysia were measured in pixels. However, his friend begged to differ, thought otherwise and gave Timothy 3 reasonable reasons as to why they should call it “Nuffnang” instead. The discussion culminated with Tiah giving in. So, “Nuffnang” it is.

Tiah was proud that he made a wise decision back then to put his investment in the “Nuffnang” business and not on his education for the Masters. Although he specified that the success of “Nuffnang” was only 30% effort and 70% luck, I doubted it. Being the first to step foot on the blog advertising community wasn’t any easy at all. Determination, perseverance, and hard work were very much needed than luck to put things into place, because you won’t have any reference to refer to and you would have to face an uncertain risk of failure. Of course, cooperation was also one of the factors that granted success its pathway.

I couldn’t stop feeling flabbergasted as Tiah explained to us his road to success.

Then came Q & A session. When asked whether or not it is okay to take blogging as a full-time job, Timothy Tiah warned us strictly that it would be safer to take up another job and not to rely solely on blogging as the source of income. According to Timothy, we would never know how long this trend of blogging would last. Take Frienster for example, which used to be the hottest website where teenagers like us hang out online, unfortunately, Friendster is now being replaced by Facebook and Twitter. Hence, you might be earning bucks from blogs today, but who knows, blogging craze might just die out tomorrow and that would cut you completely off your income source.

To wrap up this post, we shouldn’t blog just for the money or the traffic we would get in return. However, we should treat them as an added bonus and blog for ourselves, to express our thoughts. As that would make blogging all the more exciting and fun!