L.O.S.T

_It was Saturday morning, around 9:30AM. I was taking my bath and at the same time cleaning the blades of my table fan. Somebody broke into my house, went into my room and stole my Blackberry Bold 9700, Sony Ericsson K800, DELL Laptop and Celcom Broadband. I believe it took him less than 5 minutes. 

I lodged a report at Section 6 Police Station & they sent a detective to try find any trail. The thief left no fingerprint whatsoever. Well, why would he since it was just a hit-and-run modus operandi. Spent the rest of my day getting back both my Celcom numbers, searching back for my old phone, trying to make it function, buying new charger, etc.

What a longgggg day... but after losing a member of your family, losing other things such as these material bears no effect on me. Not at all_
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What is it with me & tyre?

_Yes I do know that the spare tyre around my waist has been there since the fall of Byzantine, but what the heck have I done that pissed you off oh Mr Destiny, until I had to change my tyre for the 2nd time in just 6 months? and you chose that same side to put the nail through it, how funny of you.

Arghhh tak pasal2 melayang 2rat_
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24 September

Extracted from Wikipedia: 

September 24 is the 267th day of the year (268th in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. There are 98 days remaining until the end of the year.

Events (selective)

• 622 – Prophet Muhammad completes his hijra from Mecca to Medina. (Wahh, maybe I should really think hard about hijra, becoming a different persona)
• 1906 – U.S. President Theodore Roosevelt proclaims Devils Tower in Wyoming as the nation's first National Monument. (Hmm my alma mater was proclaimed as National Treasure during its 100 years anniversary)
• 1946 – Cathay Pacific Airways is founded in Hong Kong. (Apart from Emirates, Qatar Air & MAS, never boarded any other airlines. Maybe should try this in the future)
• 1948 – The Honda Motor Company is founded. (How ironic, I do drive one)
• 1957 – Camp Nou, the largest stadium in Europe, is opened in Barcelona. (Demmit, this is the eternal rival of my beloved team. Well, at least this team embodied the beautiful art that I always craved for)
• 1968 – Swaziland joins the United Nations. (Maybe I could visit this country one day)
• 1973 – Guinea-Bissau declares its independence from Portugal. (and this also)

 

 Births (selective)

• 15 – Vitellius, Roman Emperor (d. 69)
• 1725 – Sir Arthur Guinness, Irish brewer (d. 1803)

Hmm, Arthur Vitellius sounds like a cool name..

Holidays (selective)

• Heritage Day (South Africa).
• Independence Day, celebrates the independence of Guinea-Bissau from Portugal in 1973.
• Mahidol Day (Thailand)
• New Caledonia Day (New Caledonia)
• Republic Day (Trinidad and Tobago)

One day, I hope I can step my foot on all those countries..

Full stop.

Tick Tock Tick Tock

_Damn the clock keeps on ticking, yet nobody genius enough to come up with the formula to reverse aging. I'm almost reaching the sacred 3 series. Dreams aren't fulfilled. Life isn't bed of roses. Demmit I need to do something.

Hmm which of these dreams is realistic & should be pursued before my butt reach its 3rd decade of shitting:

1. ATV across Sahara Desert

2. Scuba diving @ Great Barrier Reef

3. Skiing @ Alps

4. Cross-country on superbike

Fuhh, none of those seems possible. Especially since He took him away from me, from us, that early. I'm not a free man anymore. Money is a constraint. Time, as well. My hands are tied. Gosh how I wish things are different, how I wish things are better.. I really do..

Anyway, happy birthday me_
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What A Boring Day @ Work

_Most of the people aren't back from their Raya holidays yet but I'm already in the office. Had no intention to waste any of the remaining annual leaves so that I don't have to fork out a fortune upon submitting my resignation letter soon, which as of now, still uncertain.

From morning, I spent my time:

Reading The Sun - 0.5 hour

Surfing, Googling & Reading Blogs - 1.5 hour

Paying bills (phone, astro) & car installment @ Celcom & Amp Park - 1.5 hour

Sight-seeing @ KLCC - 1.5 hour

Another 4 hours to go, what the heck should I do? Luckily there's no interesting movie on show, if not I would only be back @ the office by 5PM, pack my stuff & chow!!

Serius shit bosan_
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All time fav song Part I: I'll Be - Edwin McCain

"I'll Be"

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful

Stop me and steal my breath.

And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky

Never revealing their depth.

Tell me that we belong together,

Dress it up with the trappings of love.

I'll be captivated,

I'll hang from your lips,

Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.

[Chorus:]

I'll be your crying shoulder,

I'll be love's suicide

I'll be better when I'm older,

I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

And rain falls angry on the tin roof

As we lie awake in my bed.

You're my survival, you're my living proof.

My love is alive -- not dead.

Tell me that we belong together.

Dress it up with the trappings of love.

I'll be captivated,

I'll hang from your lips,

Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

[Chorus]

And I've dropped out, I've burned up, I've fought my way back from the dead.

I've tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said

[Chorus:]

I'll be your crying shoulder,

I'll be love's suicide

I'll be better when I'm older,

I'll be the greatest fan of your...

I'll be your crying shoulder,

I'll be love's suicide

I'll be better when I'm older,

I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

The greatest fan of your life.

...greatest fan of your life.

Full stop.

Riddles of Life Part I: Does everything happen for a reason?

_Sometimes when things didn't go the way I expected, I tried to stay positive by telling myself that there must be a blessing in disguise. But that only took place after I repetitively question the motive behind it and came to no conclusion. Its a venue where I had always struggled; to come to terms with something that doesn't seem to make any sense, no matter which angle my not-so-dumbass brain look at it.

Does everything happen for a reason?

If there's really an explanation to everything, why it isn't revealed upfront so that we don't have to go through all the pain, misery, suffering, etc?

Well, like the saying goes, even the wisest of men don't have the answer to everything. And seriously it sucks_
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Penaik Darah Part I: Cleaning Lady

_Antara kemudahan kt office ni yg aku tabik adalah tandas yg mmg sentiasa bersih. Masuk tandas seolah-olah macam nampak gadis ayu, hati rasa sejuk je.Tandas favorite aku tandas solo, tandas yg tak geng dengan tandas lain, anti-social mcm aku gak. Tandas ni tempat aku slalu buang masa baca paper sambil buang isi perut.

Tapi yang paling tak best, asal aku nk berangan lama sket jer, ada la cleaning lady yg akan ketuk pintu. Time aku nak memerut, dan-dan tu laa dia nk cuci. Tadi aku baru 10minit mencangkung, 3 kali dia ketuk. Purata setiap 3.33minit dia kacau aku.

Mau tak hangin?? Hishhh org nak berak pun tak senang~!!
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Kapitalisme Opportunist: Tayar Pancit

_Hari ni bangun tak berapa lambat, bersiap pun tak ambil masa lama. Waktu keluar rumah tadi dah boleh agak, kalau lambat sampai office pun dalam setengah jam je. Paling lambat kul 8:45Am dh boleh jejak pintu depan office. Sampai je kat Shell, tayar motor ngam2 takde angin. Dah cuba jolok macam mana pun, angin menderu keluar balik. Memang sah pancit.

Check handphone, arghh bateri kong. BB plak takde kredit. Naseb baik ada 7E kt situ. Nak beli topup, system plak offline. Kul 8AM baru boleh pakai.Topup pn mcm org keje pejabat, kul 8AM baru nampak muka.

Aku pun tak segan silu terus tanya awek yang keje 7E tu, cakap nak pinjam enpon dia. Nak tepon orang datang repair tayar motor pancit kataku. Tp dia kate dia sorg je, takut aku bwk lari fon dia la tu. Dia suh aku mintak kat mana-mana mamat yg jaga pam minyak.

Bila aku tgk yg jaga pam, penuh dengan Indon & Bangla. Kebetulan ada jugak la sorg brader Melayu. Bila aku ckp kt dia nk pinjam enpon, die suh mintak kt wak indon.Aku pn tny wak indon tu plak, tp dia kate fon tggl kt umah. 

Last2 aku masuk 7E balik, time tu topup dh bleh pakai.

Aku call org tukar tayar, dia ckp dia akan suh bdk dia dtg dlm 5minit.

Dan-dan 2minit lpas aku call je, ada apek sorg tny nak repair tayar ke tak. Apek tu aku ingt lg, dia penah ganti tiub tayar motor aku sblm ni. Tp disebabkan aku dh call Melayu td, aku rasa tak patut terima offer apek ni, sbb aku dh commit by making that call.

Tunggu punya tunggu, lepas 15mnt tak dtg, aku call balik. Dia kate dh suh bdk dia gerak, dia bg no tepon bdk tu suh call sndri. Aku call mamat tu sndri, dia kate 10mnt dia smpai. Tunggu punya tunggu, lpas 20mnt tak smpai, aku call blk boss dia.Boss tu ckp dh otw. 10minit lpas tu baru la sampai.

Sejam kt aku menunggu janji Melayu. Lps dh setel, dia charge aku RM30, triple dari harga kt kedai. Apek yg penah ganti tiub tayar aku pn dulu charge RM20 je. 

In the end kul 10AM baru aku sampai office, sungguh haram jadah.

Lesson learnt: Kalau sesape sampai dulu, dia yg akan gantikan tiub. To hell with commitment_
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Gadis Tionghua

_Being a bloke living in a jam-packed city, one of the routine I treasure the most is daily commuting to work. It allows me to expand my horizon. Well, apart from the frequent LRT breakdown & the slow service of the staff which is suckass, the abundance of fellow commuters in the gorgeous form of gadis-gadis tionghua really make my day. Ngehee..

Just now I bumped into yet another fair-skinned, wavey-haired, slim slender-built, young & extremely attractive looking gadis tionghua (Gosh I'm out of superlatives to describe her), and suddenly I felt the same way as Marion Caunter when being asked about her younger & outrageously rich hubby-to-be of different race & religion:

"I don't feel Chinese or anything. I just feel that I'm a Malaysian"

Oh dear PM, I fully support your 1Malaysia crap if it means I could end up spending days & nights bedridden with these gorgeous ladies.

Well stakat tak basuh tu takde hal la, hari-hari aku basuhkan sendiri pun takpe. Nyumm nyumm_
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Kapitalisme Kampung: Car Wash Cekik Darah

_Kalau ikutkan poket, memang tanak basuh kereta tu. Mana tak nya, duit tinggal sekeping lima ringgit & beberapa keping seringgit je. ATM kat stesyen minyak tu plak boleh rosak. Tapi memandangkan kereta dah sangat kotor, memang wajib hantar cuci. Nak jimat punya pasal cuci bahagian luar je la. Belah dalam boleh pejam mata. Harap-harap dapat murah. Selalu kalau kat Lembah Klang dalam enam ringgit je. Inikan plak car wash kat Kampung Solok Duku, tepi Jalan Solok Batu Putih. Takkan la lagi mahal.

Mula-mula tu rasa macam best je sebab tak payah tunggu lama sangat. Ingatkan sebab efficient tapi rupanya tak bersih langsung. Kotoran degil tak hilang pun. Dah la tak bersih, penuh calar-balar dengan swirl mark. Memang bikin hangin satu badan, menyirap darah..

Bila nak bayar, boleh plak dia charge sepuluh ringgit. Apa kejadah cuci bahagian luar je sampai sepuluh ringgit, kalau cuci semua bahagian luar dalam berapa? Dua belas ringgit. Harammm, cekik darah punya kapitalis kampung!!

Sumpah rasa nak bakar je car wash tu, tapi budak-budak yang keje situ macam ramai sangat. Kalau aku hero filem hidustan mungkin aku boleh menang, kena tembak pun peluru boleh melantun balik. Last-last aku tak jadi nak bakar, cuma berlalu pergi sambil buat muka tak puas hati. Rasanya tak ada sorang pun perasan. Ah lantak la, memang aku takkan jejak lagi ke situ. 

Di petang yang terik, aku terbakar luar dalam_
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Disrespectful

_If somebody else is in the middle of a conversation, do not interrupt.  

DO NOT.   

Even if you think you're a cute 'lil chick, which is not.   

Even if you really have a big bosom, which does not matter.   

Especially if you're always gedik with you bf on the phone, announcing to the world world that you're on cloud nine.   

Especially if you really are a gedik. 
Jangan menyampuk bila orang-orang tua bercakap_
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