Of Life And All It's Grass Is Greener BS

Hello after..

2010-08-05T10:40:00.000-07:00

In all creation, I wouldn't expect to be back here again, writing another post. I mean the last time I was here, it was Chinese New Year and life was simpler, so to say. A sigh could very well represent everything that has happened in the past 5 months. Friendships rotated, while some may have remained the same. Workload most certainly has increased. Experiences teaching a thing or two about living. Someone new to cause infatuations and joyful feeling in the heart. A luggage full of complications (what's new?). LIFE suddenly looks promising in a strange new way. Again. What's new?

I do not wish to dwell on these things in detail. I would rather you come to me and communicate like a normal person would.

If there's anything bothering me right now, it is definitely the fact that there is too many things to do. There is probably a million and one things that I want to do but nevertheless, the things that I need to do like get an education is being a big enough weight, pulling me further and further. Some time for my camera sounds like a wish come true.. Where are those damn planes? *Sigh* Being able to write good songs now and then sounds like a plan. Even a good period of time and budget for a short film or two would be 'Hallejulah!'

But then again, I'm still learning the trades of all these things. I would never dare call myself a professional in any of those things. Simply put, I'm just trying my best to be very good at what I like to do. Like my dad constantly grinding me, "It's always important to be very good at something" It appears that I'm never satisfied. Gosh.. if only i've started liking these sort of things much much earlier.. I would not have to be struggling my socks off like how I am now.

Hmm.. as of now, I'm back on track with my education, it's time to pull off great feats of *something that sounds awesome* There are plans but I need help planning it and executing it *sounds like a business plan* But then again, I might know a few awesome people to help me pull off my awesome plans... Heck, you know what they say about plans... It never turns out the way you want it to.. It'll be interesting to see what comes out.

Till next time, more ranting and evidence of my ill-managed life.

When they don’t ask.

2010-02-22T09:36:00.001-08:00

Chinese New Year came and stayed on without much bickering. In fact, almost everything that I have mentioned in previous post didn’t materialised. There were no unavoidable conflicts, just wishes and red packets. (unless you decide to not rule out the argument the little ones have over who gets to play the X-BOX 360).

It seemed to me that the Big MAN above made changes this year, probably blew a dash of magic dusts. Or maybe this year, the tiger decided to meow instead of roaring out loud ( ROL! )

Whichever the case, as peaceful as it appears to be, I can describe this year’s celebration as rather un-lively as compared to previous years. Call me meticulous or complain pot, but I’m just saying.

Maybe it’s better this way, less headache. Is there any hidden conflict that I was unaware of? Not that I noticed any. Hopefully, this time I’m right and Lady Luck is smiling on me.

But wait… it’s too darn quiet… even for my standards… ( I’m not too sure of what my standards consists of ) As I run through my checklist in my mind of the things that usually happens during this time of the year, there were things that were left out.

Among the ones that stood out was that there were no ‘Girlfriend’ question, which in my relatives’ case as rare as Hayley’s Comet passing by. Relieved that such a prayed for occurrence to happen, I plunged myself into the depths of the old leather sofa, ignoring the bits and toys that might be hidden within. The crummy old sofa has somewhat became a really comfortable chair.

Little did I know, that the next of my aunt's visitors would undoubtedly shake up the hours to come. A simple ‘hello’ and ‘Happy New Year’ came in order, as a groomed and build man appeared before me. My first impression was that this man was rather on the feminine side, with a 80% chance of being a steward. Forgive me for my prejudice. With him, his niece.

Now, as far as I could guess what you are thinking at this point of the story, I would like for to ask for a request. Do not assume anything for the moment.

So, while thinking, “Here’s another distant relative that I’ve yet to meet.” So, as everyone settled down and my aunt begins her usual long conversation with that man. Listening in, (there was nothing interesting to do at that moment) I sat correct, he was a steward and he met my aunt through the airlines. Now, for the second part, how did I know that the girl who came with him was his niece. I don’t. I’m good but not that good. Back again, how did I know?

“Sean!” It was that instance, where I felt all the hard edges of that aged sofa. “Come here, I want you to meet someone”, I thought I’ve met everyone already. “This is Debbie, this uncle’s niece” By ‘uncle’ doesn’t mean we’re related. It’s just an Asian way of addressing anyone who is a generation older than you. “Debbie, this is Sean, handsome or not?” Stunned as I was, I just smiled. Hellooo Debbie.

From then onwards was my aunt describing how am I this great guy and worth considering and all that load of #$%^&. Debbie was just smiling while avoiding the chance of answering any question that was being thrown at her. I on the other hand, was left gobsmacked. Whether it was in utter embarrassment or unending laughter, I’m not sure. Whichever it is, it wasn’t the best situation to be in.

If it didn’t help make matters worse, Debbie here is 16 and just had her SPM results. Straight A’s. This dude here 19, 2A’s and a whole lots of B’s. Hallelujah! Forget the results! I’m just not interested Aunty Ann! But she pressed on with “He can drive” fact. If driving was a merit in courtship, I’d be the more eligible bachelor in this part of town, so to speak.

It wasn’t all smooth sailing till the end. In fact, right just before the Debbie and her uncle went back, my Aunt called. “Debbie, come and see who’s taller” The mentally exhausted girl dragged herself by my side. She’s at my eye. Quite tall. All Aunt said was how matching our heights were. Eyes rolling, I bade farewell to my guests and couldn’t help but constantly repeating the line, “What in God’s name had just happened?”

Smiling, she held my shoulders, “You want her account or not?”. “No, thank you Aunty Ann”. Perhaps maybe in different circumstances, I would say hi and start over again. As I set course to the rugged sofa, my 15 year old cousin kept complaining on how I missed a chance of a lifetime. Obviously, he has yet to experience puberty to the fullest. I think he has just began to discover the other gender, or so says his mother.

But then again, the incident got me thinking. I would gone at it if I remained the same person as I was back in A Levels. So, how is it different this time? Nothing in particular really, just a simple case of ‘what do I really want?’. Only a few, I suppose. So few that I could count it a one hand. Could be a dream job. Could be two alphabets (guess?) that go together so well that I sometimes yearn for it. Could just be you.

Before I stray away, I’d like to wish you all a great year ahead. Good fortunes, Good health, Good people…

And once a while, have moments like this to keep everything in perspective. ☺

At the end of it all, when they don’t ask they match make..

What’s between LIKE and LOVE?

2010-02-13T09:34:00.001-08:00

13th February 2010, 5.24 p.m. - As of now, I’m hanging around at my grandmother’s place with probably only thing left to do is cook, which rarely involves me in it. If it were any consolation, I try not to ruin my family’s heritage that includes very good tasting food. So, I’ve decided to open my laptop and write what ever that’s on my mind. If for some odd reason this post makes it to the blog site (which is the one you’re reading now), do not ask why, just wonder.

The nights before weren’t the most sleep-worthy kind of nights. Normal person’s term, nights with good sleep. It was dreadful and I find myself waking up to unusual times of the day. One day it was 6.30 in the morning, another 12 in the afternoon. In fact, two days ago it was 4 in the morning. Then today came and it was complicated. I was tired but it felt like it was a good night’s sleep. Whatever was i dreaming, it sure was one hell of a dream (it was that good) but the darn thing is that I can’t remember a thing. Note : My pants was dry.

One thing’s for certain, I had the sudden urge to get someone flowers for Valentine’s Day just the heck of it. It was a feeling that it was something that I should do if not I’d be restless the whole of Chinese New Year eve. Childish and as simple as it may sound, I just feel like standing outside her house, hoping while waiting for her dad to kick me out of the neighbourhood. Forgive me if it looks like I copied this out of a movie script. But then again, movies are the closest thing to our fantasy and imaginations.

While google-ing for the nearest florist to her house, (to save on delivery cost) a thought hit me. Where’s the sincerity? A stranger delivering flowers to me with a card saying “Every girl should receive a dozen roses on Valentine’s Day, even those who weren’t looking for one, Scrubs” only shows one thing. He is dumb fool who is at the same time, unromantic at all. I imagined her calling me on the phone, “Eh bodoh! Don’t waste your money la! Gosh!”

With a scratched out plan, readjusted thoughts, I quickly packed my stuff and went downstairs to join my family as we set to leave in 5 minutes time.

The journey, ah the journey…. I think I snuffed weed or something because the 15 minutes journey felt like 2 hours as I filled my mind with mostly repeated thoughts of whether or not should I let the moment slide away like any other day. After much bickering, it had became apparent that it’s getting into me and that I should wish her and get over with it. Though I shall not ask her to be my valentine, I think I should express how I feel, for it would set me free! (BS!)

Therefore, I have chosen a word to sum it all up. No fancy words and eye catching effects, or even a video with a song dedication to accompany to it. To say ‘I like you’ is an understatement. To say ‘I love you’ is way too much. Crazy and stupid and more importantly, I’m not at that level. So, I chose ‘I adore you’. Adoration comes in between the both extremes. Philosophical as it sounds, it is the only way that I can be truthful and simple at the same time. Hallelujah!

I hate Valentine’s Day… It’s messing with my mind… And I allow it…

An unnecessary feeling

2010-02-05T09:23:00.001-08:00

For once in a long while, I’m not looking forward to Chinese New Year. Maybe it’s because I see my grandmother on a weekly basis. Or maybe the sight my cousins swearing at each other sickens me. Or maybe wishing prosperity to aunties and uncles who seemed strange to me is becoming a drag. No doubt the money’s good and seeing some of my distant relatives is nice but I do not feel the same way I did years back… What changed?

As everyone in class was excitingly discussing which dress to buy for the occasion, and how much they missed home, I could only sit and ponder on the many things that have changed. The drama that has taken place over time was anything but constructive. In fact, I doubt I’ll be seeing some of family members as they have either gone to US to study, or simply have no intention to come back, to avoid the drama.

I do not wish to spare any details, for it is not my place to do so. However, sometimes I feel like slapping their faces to wake them up, which probably would end up in more bad blood. A few bad experience during the past few new years has probably unlit most of my excitement, if not extinguishing it.

I can only hope and pray to God that everything will heal in time. Besides, I do look forward to the time when some of you peeps come visit. A breath of fresh air is good for this ‘already-stale-for-too-long’ environment. Other than that, as always, I look forward to when my mom complains about me waking up late on that day itself, and when my dad ask “How do I look?'” for the millionth time. Heck, it’s on Valentine’s Day, and I’m prepared to be showered with the girlfriend question. Now, the question remains, is my feeling still unnecessary? Oh, in case I forgot next week..

GONG XI FA CAI

Another misconception cleared!

2010-01-30T21:54:00.000-08:00

I came across this article a few days ago and thought everyone should check it out... It's about what guys find romantic... and to those ladies who think guys are spoilt, underwork and unsensitive pigs, I think you're looking at the whole thing from a different perspective...

Here's the URL
http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/singles/datingtips/88880/dating-101-what-do-men-find-romantic

P.S. Don't ask me what was I doing at this sort of article, I just thought it was very interesting and it covers and represents guys' perspective very nicely... =) Please leave any comments. I would like to know what you think... Cheers...

A story of a late blooming 'banana'

2010-01-15T05:16:00.000-08:00

It's funny how some people react when they finally get the 'free' time they have been dreading for all eternity. While the most typical thing to do is taking a trip down the isle of Dreamland, others just resolve to doing the things they usually would try to avoid. In my case, updating this utterly, perculiar love hate relationship with this web page. I mean, the sub heading on the top says it all. With all due respect towards myself, I have yet to display any level of recognition to be even considered a feature in any form of writing. However, do bear with me while I share a tale that comes deeply into my heart.

The thing about discovering what your passion is sometimes, it takes a while for it to surface. It is like a shy little rose bud, which with proper nuturing, blooms into something beautiful. The thing about my rose buds are that they bloom fashionably late. I have arrived at this cruel conclusion through a series of realisations and an agonising memory tracing session while I was bored staring at the walls, with my guitar resting smoothly on my chest.

According to my parents, while I was still a naive six year old, I made a hell of a protest against going to a chinese school. My valiant effort to recall details of that faithful event was like any other attempt of trying to ever remember anything, useless. In fact, while part of myself was grateful for the above beginner's level of english, part of myself still rue the inability to speak my mother tongue fluently.

Fast forwarding to the end of high school, I found myself accomplishing a lot, but nothing worth mention in any honorary roll. I was a seventeen who was clueless of the world that was about to heap on his shoulders. At that time, little did I knew I was about to be thrown into a pool of sharks when I signed that letter of acceptance into A Levels programme. The only good that came out of it was the accidental introduction to the world of mass communication. Now, in an odd way, calling myself an university dropout like it was something to be proud, I'm starting over from the bottom, with only one thing in mind, success. (That was so lame sounding)

Now, when almost everyone is ahead and they look so distant, I'm trying to catch up. I've probably been catching up all my life. My only hope now is that somehow, I'll be able to catch up and then stop myself from ever falling behind. I have nothing but clear memory of how difficult it was, mentally and emotionally, to be on the slow lane when everyone is on the expressway. There was never a day where I do not look back and think how things could have been any different. After all is said and done, I can only be thankful to God that I'm back on track. Slowly but surely, I will be able to live out my dreams and passion, instead of only watching from the sidelines.

In Dilemma... A must read!

2009-12-16T08:03:00.000-08:00

Actually, I'm not the one with the dilemma... At least nothing to shout about or posting on a blog.... However, my lost and found close friend is cooking up a treat for y'all by creating a mini suspense/drama story at his blog page... So, go and check it out!!! If you thought your life was an extract from THE BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL or even THE GOSSIP GIRL..... THINK AGAIN! Here's the link ( http://bananaboatman.blogspot.com/ ) to make it easier for IT-dummies (me! me!) or lazy bums who wants everything spoon fed (probably you! the one reading now) Joking Joking.... but I do mean the part about checking it out...

A gal named Asha and a very big 'fish tail'...

2009-12-12T20:51:00.000-08:00

Going back to when you were all were small.... I mean really small... young... naive... innocent... you get the point! Do you have anyone who you just wished you'd be one day... and don't give me answers like my dad and probably all the noble and cool things that he has done..... Look back for things like Ultraman or Superman (and that mesirable attempt to wear your underwear on the outside...) What about Batman (and your paper made gadgets)... and for the girls, Barbie perhaps? Haha.. My bad... okok.. Wonder Women? or that chick who kick the guy in the @#$%?

Well I didn't have any... (maybe Spidey once because of Mary Jane) Just messing around...

I grew up knowing too many cartoon or comic characters while working on Comic's Corner. Probably too much for my own good. But then, I started to watch 'Lonely Planet' and 'Globe Trekker' on tv... one of the few channels available on I had first Astro... That was a long time ago... But from then onwards I can honestly says I really wanted to be one of them.... I mean all I see them do is have fun on tv while exploring a country through the eyes of a local.... No need for troublesome villians and leaking out, if not obvious secret identity... Seriously, Clark Kent without his glasses?

There're couple of them on the show but I only remembered this two, Ian Wright and Asha Gill... and they made me even more jealous of those people on travel shows...

And if I were meet to one of these 'misery bring-ers', I would tell them to pack their bags, a new host is coming along... A few days ago, I did meet one of them... And I didn't do it... I was simply in awe when I stood in front of that person....

Wiping off cold sweat from my forehead, I entered the large and almost blizzard like atmosphere of a hallroom. As I sat down on the third row, I couldn't help but peep at this tall, short haired brunette who was sitting down in the first row, taking in the vibe from the crowd before she started her talk. In all jittery, I too eventually soaked into the surroundings and on the verge of breaking breaking my back, thanks to the all so comfortable chair of lecture hall 1.

She gave quite an animated talk I must say. In my opinion, a speakers is only as good as how much he or she can relate to the audience. Long before this sentence, you've might already guessed who am I talking about. Or probably didn't even reach this part of the story to even care. As much as she has shown the 'kid' in her, she also gave everyone a large slice of her personality. She was simply a fun box that explodes randomly whenever it felt like it. And it shows when she started shouting 'fire' to explain how she avoided random men who were grabbing her bottom in a shoot in India. Or the way she moves in a cartoonish feature around the podium.

At the end of it all, I carried the weight of twenty elephants as I dragged myself to say "hi". It was a moment of sheer blankness (is that even a word?). Snap!

Thank you God for my height!

I kinda looked like a 'dweeb' next to her ain't I? After skillfully shooting down all the butterfies in my stomach, I shook her hand and said how it was nice to meet her and how i enjoyed her talk. LAME... I know right? Should have just ask her out or something for the heck of it.... I'm definitely should have done better than that...

Leaving for work again was a tiresome agenda... Felt like 20 miles of hiking in fact... Along the way, I couldn't help but wonder about some of the things she said like you argue with your parents so much because you're the carbon copy of them. It's because you're just like them, most of the things they tell you are terrifyingly annoying because you already know it and it's inside of you. Something to think about yea? She also talk about how she did so many things in her life because she was clueless on what she wanted to do... Sounds kinda familiar... These are what she labeled as 'fish tails' in life. Everytime you make changes in life, you swing your 'tail' from one end to the other. Every swing pushes your life forward. I just have this gut feeling that I'm about to make one very big swing.... Full speed ahead.....

Referencing : thestar.com.my, photoguides.com

Whoosh, like assignment already...

P.S. "Stay hungry, stay foolish", Steve Jobs

A Backache, A crappy friend, and 'enjoy the little things'

2009-11-10T07:14:00.000-08:00

It's been too long since the last post and I'm sorry for the long absence... Despite the deeply desired wish to launch a hate campaign against 'streamyx' and 'HP' for their crappy service, I shall keep those things underwraps for the moment. For now, as I reflect a bit on myself, I began to share a feeling of despise towards myself. For all the improvements I try to make, it seems that nothing feels like it's better, more like worse off.

A few days ago, I have gotten a job at student services department as a student helper. I thought the extra income and experience could help me a little bit to lift my lazy bottom to something better (I dunno how else to put it). Instead, I came off having a sore back and a revelation.

The sore back came from all the hours sitting down and data entry. The dreadful moments of reading so many 'unique' handwritting and trying to make sense of what they had answered on the enquire form. I don't know how this people do this sometimes... Oh ya, the chair wasn't a big help either. Out of all the chairs, it was the only one without any form of cushioning, just plain hard wood. My butt barely made it pass day 1, it was dying in day 2. At least everyone there was friendly and helpful.

Amidst all the discomfort, it appeared to me that I had miss out a lot too. I miss out on watching my friend's EC performance, which i had promised to watch, miss out on basketball, and even as I'm writing this, I have sent an sms to Christine to blow off my friends on Sunway Lagoon later cause I forgot to take leave off my work to join them. All in all, my horrible time management has turn me into a crappy friend who constantly breaks promises. It's not the job, it's me. It kills me sometimes to tell them when I miss out on these things. The immediate reactions I get, although painful to the heart but it's the cold truth I deserve. I pray things change for the better for my sake at least, and sincerely sorry to those whom I blow off.

When one's life is in havoc, he or she should enjoy the little things while you can. It could be a smile or a simple hello from that certain someone, or taking a slow drive towards the sunrise or even just simply hanging out with your friends. Most of the time, it's the little things that makes life more bearable and probably more fun. I sometimes run so fast without taking a breather to actually enjoy these little things. At least now I know why I always look forward towards each new day, why I always look forward to her 'hello'. You should try it sometime.

Now, I leave y'all with a pic of Aaron Tan's new 'girlfriend' also known as Christine 2 or Janell 2 or Serene 2.

P.S. I shall a happier post next time... : )

2009-09-23T23:30:00.000-07:00

Having a guy humming Neil Diamond next to you while you are trying to research for an assignment is not very ideal situation to be in. So does the fact that the library computer is excruciatingly slow and you can't seem to get what you're looking for. I'm most certainly not appreciating this moment of my life. Thus, that painkiller suddenly seem so tempting. But then again, since college started, when hasn't it? Sorry, self emo-ing is definitely not my thing. For now, I shall leave you with an unnecessary fact for you to ponder on. (I got it from listening to Hitz.fm, P.S. JQ, you can skip this)

TOP 5 Uses Of The Internet in 2007/2008 (if i'm not mistaken)

1)To stream/watch pornography materials
2)To view samples of pornography materials
3)To download pornography materials
4)To subcribe to pornography websites
5)To upload pornography materials

*I need special help*

P.S. I can't wait for Saturday

Familiar grounds, Starbucks, and blinking promises.

2009-09-13T01:03:00.000-07:00

It was a happy farewell... surprisingly... I dedicate all the best of luck to my two friends who help made A Levels fun ( A very rare pair, A levels and fun )... We had it at TGI Fridays and planned to have a surprise 'birthday party' eventhough their birthday was so far far away. but hey! it's never to early to celebrate anything. True to the Fridays traditions, both of them did sing (actually only the guy) and found the cherry in the pile of cream which was pushed to their faces. Anyways, thanks a lot you two, from the bottom of my heart. Chia Khuan for bearing my broken 'hua yu' and Wey Kiat for always tumpang-ing me... Most of all both of you for being a friend.. Have a blast at UK!

Chia Khuan

Wey Kiat (Centre)

Streamyx is being very annoying again.(Refrain from swearing, man) How long can one take to renew an account? 7 working days, maybe I'll accept, but 2 weeks?! I have no comment. Nothing at all. So, my post would be very irregular these few weeks. Even right now, I writing this at Starbucks. It's kinda sad I have to really admit. B&^%H...

Finally, I managed to play basketball after a long while. Gotten rusty... Back aching... Oohh..but heck, it was fun running around with Zac, Aaron, Imran, Amirul, Teoh and his brother(which i have yet know how to spell his name)... Ash joined us later for cc... that was just funny to even think about....

Enough said for now... I don't have the mood, blogging from cc. More pics to be uploaded soon from the farewell...

P.S. I sincerely pray that I'm able to do what I need to do... Amen...

Mischieves And Defamation

2009-09-07T09:03:00.000-07:00

I was chatting with JQ just now. Sorry, no scandal happen. One thing lead to another and I found myself being questioned whether I am a homosexual or not. With all the respect I have for them, I denied the allegations and went on by stating I was pretty sure about it. Being JQ, she'd always give a very straight forward suggestion, kiss a girl. Finding the idea rather odd and very interesting (wonder why?) I asked which girl in the world would accept a kiss from a guy just prove that he's not a homosexual. She laughed. No question to why that happened. But in the end, how can you be sure of your own sexuality? You might say, I just know. In the end, I told her that one of these days I might randomly come and say, ' JQ, I need to know' and the actions that followed (Don't get it? GOOD!) Then, she called Amirul. He and I had a pep talk. Which resulted in me being scrutinised for scaring JQ and being unsure of my sexuality. All in all, I have no further comment, we're still cool, you know what i'm saying? (PR Gimmick 101).

Time to brain-storm about nonsense... Stare at the wall...

Le Roman D'Amour

2009-09-06T06:21:00.000-07:00

Have you heard this line before, 'I'll wait for you as long as it takes', or something like that? (I'm not a big fan of cheesy lines). I was reading this blog post about how a guy(my friend) who patiently awaits this girl(also my friend) to respond to his overwhelming love. As long as I remember knowing him, he has always had his eyes on her. That was 6, 7 years ago. And all this time this girl has been rejecting him time after time after time. Maybe they had a spark or two which i didn't know but hey, point blank fact, they didn't officially get together. But, he's still waiting... I wonder what's he waiting for? Hope? Miracle? A Fairy Tale End? I like some of you might say he's wasting his life away on lost cause, but then again who are we to say it's a lost cause?

If there was a guideline for these sort of things it probably won't be any easier too. I'm just saying, who knows it might come in handy. Having titles like Dating For Dummies isn't gonna make anyone feel better. However, the question begs, Where do one draw a line between loyalty of love and obession? I kept telling him it was foolish to wait, but sometimes I feel bad for the times I've told him so. How could someone who lost all ounce of love in his heart advise his friend who's heart is overflowing with it... I was brought back to the past when it all fell apart, where I was left devastated. Left to sweep away the broken pieces of my heart on the ground. With every piece, I cried out a prayer, hoping she might come back.

That was ancient history.

Nowadays, I find myself avoiding the topic of love. Sure, I can talk about relationships anytime and flirt all the time but most of those times (say 99%) my mind not my heart that takes over.

Most certainly if I could in out of the ordinary come across someone who can open my heart and fill it with a little bit of love, I'd give it a second try. Till then, I'm just another cold heartless being who rented his soul to the corrupted nonsense of the world.

P.S. To those who didn't get the previous post, don't try, i typed it out of boredom.

The Man Of Countless Masks

2009-09-03T06:42:00.000-07:00

Do I seem different today? Like another person entirely
At times I'm tense, At times I look like a fool.
Before you know it, Gasp! Who are you?
Well it's me, how can't you see?

I cry while I laugh
I shout while I whisper
I break down while appearing calm
Am I still the biggest liar in town?

Hate me, love me, despise me, whichever that pleases your heart
However, do keep in mind
Do not judge the man you see
It's just one of his countless masks for you and me

Another Improbable 31st Of August

2009-09-01T07:03:00.000-07:00

I know, I know, it's a little late but Happy Merdeka! 1Malaysia! Again! In the different way from last year! Alright, enough already... It's the same bloody (forgive me) message that repeats itself every year... UNITY! PATRIOTISM! AHH! but somehow still finding ourselves in the same 'hole' we feel into since the beginning of time... Our Greatgrandparents (or great great, whichever that applies to you) have been complaining bout it back then, and probably are still at it. But just maybe it's all gonna change or NOT... It depends whether you look at a glass of water half empty or half full...

Another thing that always seems to stay the same is the fact that everyone celebrates. Everyone is always looking for a reason to celebrate... Well, at least I do... This year I celebrated my 31st of August with a different bunch... With just slightly over a month worth of acquintances between us, it was pretty amazing stuff... But it wasn't all high notes for everyone... The hangovers ( yup... the hangovers ), the recent allergy discovery by yours truly (it had change my lifestyle for life) and unpleasant humping in the mornings... Anyways some pics of last night

Imran And Mei

Aaron

YOurs Truly

Amirul And Izz being good people, by playing Winning Eleven

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remainder

In the end, everyone lived happily ever after
Amirul's 'Morning After'

Thanks a million, Izz for letting use your place to hang out and all. And Another shout out to Zac ,Wai Aik, Christine and Kit, who was with us earlier for a big 'buka puasa'. No pics as I was busy eating... (I have no comment)... Maybe this one shud be enough

There were a lot of WATERMELONS

P.S. Where was JQ, Michelle and Serene?

Finger Cuts, Health Drinks, And 'When You're Lost' Ego

2009-08-27T09:06:00.000-07:00

Looking forward to a relaxed 'buka puasa' with my friends, I came to college earlier than supposed to print out some stuff for assignments... It was raining so I brought an umbrella along

But in the edn, I found myself at the entrance with JQ, Amirul, Imran and Mei, going back to their car... after I walked all the way... Never mind... They didn't have any umbrella, so, only I tried to fit everyone under one umbrella which never work... After dropping them at Amirul's car, I went back to my car, fold the umbrella in and then, cut! Sigh... third finger cut in two days.. First was while cleaning my guitar, which I didn't noticed the sharp end... Second was a blur... Can't remember... And the third... well now you know...

The Second (smaller one) And The Third Cut

And so, I there I was with my bleeding finger, 'lost' in Asian Avenue... But I wasn't really lost, I just passed by my friends a couple of times without realising it... Speaking of being lost or circling around the spot where you suppose to head, the other day, actually it was yesterday... Aaron, Amirul, Imran and I were at Klang, finding for JQ's house before heading to the movies. So, in short, we went merry-go-round looking for if I'm not mistaken Solok Batu Unjur 3 but we managed to find were heck a lot of Lorong and Jalans... In the end, she asked us to wait at the football field. As we made our way to the football field we discovered we been making circles aorund her house without knowing.... Amirul was like 'No man, we still have our ego to take care of' I was left to wonder what in God's name can ego give us.....

We then head to Mei's place which has the old school look which was quite cool, for me anyways.. We saw her dogs and they were scared till one of them was having the saddest face ever... Imran tried almost everything but nothing worked.... So, we left the dog alone.. Don't wanna traumatise the sad fella... After that, we went to watch Orphan and seriously, nothing scary but it's by far, one the most disturbing movies I have ever watched. It would be ill-advised to watch it.

Zooming to Asian Avenue... Bleeding finger and everything.... Thank You JQ for the plaster! 'buka puasa' was at Wendy's... I know.... Fast food is not the most ideal menu but really sometimes it's all about the company you have.... And we had a fun today... From spilling drinks and making fun of each other... Ahh... It brightens the day to think about it.... And basically did nothing else except I'm chatting with Imran now while writing this up... and oh yeah... here's an example of what I drink almost every morning... I dedicate this my friends who were wondering what it looks like... Bon' Appe'tite!

P.S. Zack And Miri Makes A Porno was awesome... Thanks Aaron! =)

Honeymoon, A Dip And A Slow Ride Home

2009-08-24T06:24:00.002-07:00

Monday is definitely not one of the better days in the week... In fact, anyone looking forward to a Monday is either , about to get laid, got a promotion and it would be the first day on the job, your birthday or whichever puts a smile on your faces and a longer than usual hard-on. I got up today to find newspaper advertistments on miracle cures, like those instant weight loss products, for english class today... There was no smile on my face and most certainly, no 'hard-on's

Classes was as usual... Noisy and productive... finally, learned my basic grammar... Seriously if you would have asked me any, I'd probably reply "I don't know" or "what the hell are taking bout?" So yea... very productive class today. After class, I made my way to B1 where the guys were having lunch... my 'grandparents' with their usual loving attics...suddenly the loving attics got weird...

Half way eating, Serene tap my shoulder, "You know right, they are official already"... Is it?... Haha... In the end, they told me everything and congrats were flying across the table like WW2.
The next few hours were spent looking at their 'honeymoon' moments. It leaves the soul feeling a lil' lonely sometimes... Anyways "Congratulations And Celebrations..." (is that even correct?)

Continuing from being the 'lamp post' part... There i was half asleep, ignorant to the surroundings, suddenly awoken to a sound of snapping fingers.... thus, a sight for sore eyes...
JQ!

Okok, reverse a bit, while being the lamp post, i was there with the honeymooners waiting for her. And they were saying
T : wat you doing la....
me : blending in
T : you wear red how to blend in?
me : Ok la i take off my shirt and jump into the pond la
T : haha no need la...
me : maybe la if JQ come i might actually do it

*get it now..?*

So, there i was bare footed, with JQ right behind me, then in i went to the pond... splish splash watever.... It was ok except for the tiny stones at the bottom.... when i went back up i noticed that the pile of tiny stones was only a small part of the pond and of all places.... I thank you very much JQ!!

After that wet incident, she offered me ride back home... =) I being excited as i was quickly wore my shoe and was off in no time.... She had to pick some things from her fren's place, so i tagged along leaving behind the 'I'm tired of mentioning those two again'... and fast forwarding everything (nothing worth mentioning except for the conversation we had on the way to her car, which it's not worth sharing either, so buzz off)

Unfortunately for JQ, we got stuck in a jam... it's kinda sucky to drive in a jam, i noe... But sometimes it's not the worst thing to happen if you have friends to keep you company... especially if you have one who can talk about her recent honeymoon and the other to annoy with a song that only a minority which includes you know... yeah.... that song is damn familiar but somehow, it doesn't ring any bells... i'm even annoyed just by typing it now..

anyways.... too much babble is tiresome.... i'm lazy to continue so for now no one to promote yet..

L - onely
A - nd
M- oody
P - erson
P -robably
O -n
S -ecretive
T -erms

wat the hell?! getting lamer by the second...

Boredom And Inspirations From A Wall

2009-08-22T07:38:00.000-07:00

Just surviving from a packed week with everything that was fun and necessary, I found myself back again with plenty work and dreaded obligations. In the midst of this face-slapping boredom, I decided to just roam around mindlessly around the Internet, which was one of the top things not to do, as stated in an time management article. but then again, i was too annoyed to bother...

However, to my surprise, after a series of blog hopping, I was left deep in thought about life as it as. About my friends and their 'hidden' emotions. And this reminded me of a saying, 'A person is only at true self when they are alone'. I refused to believe it at first. I used to believe that one can be true to themselves even when they are not alone, they just needed to find a 'family' to belong to. And yet, I still find many unwiped spots on the window to their souls. If we are only so fortunate to see it clearly and maybe, have none of these spots ourselves.

Who are we to kid... God? our close ones? or ourselves? I'm stuck... Being torn into a million bits... (two actually) On one hand, I believe that there's a good reason that some things are personal, that no one should be involved at all. On the other, I believe that some things aren't meant to be kept inside cause it will kill you, rip you apart, or whatever that relates to sadness.. that those burdens are meant to be shared with someone you trust... But who?? Question... Question.... I maybe a hypocrite but nowadays what's new??

Yet, despite all the pain involved in revealing the truth, maybe it is for the better to see thing as they are, as soon as we can. Cause there's no certainty that you can hide the pain forever. This buried pain will only get chucked on by layers of layers of lies, false impressions and worst of all, at the end of it, a 'nail' that could just put an abrupt end to a beautiful relationship. And now, a split road lies ahead and it's coming fast... Pick one...

*Funny thing this post, it came from staring at the wall... Wonder what concoction comes next...

A song maybe?

My Bad

2009-08-18T06:31:00.001-07:00

sorry bout the previous post not having the pics... my internet has a lil prob... anyways here's Aaron...

And here's the page 22

A Lame Discovery And A Busy Week Ahead

2009-08-18T06:29:00.001-07:00

I thought it was a nice discovery when I actually found it out.... Unfortunately, it was indeed a LAME one.

It was just a few days ago when I realised why the name Lee Jian Quin sounded so familiar when i first heard it... Confused?? It all started when I was signing up for my degree in communications programme... i was reading thru the prospectus and all that was making me exceptionally sleepy that morning... As i closed the book on page 22, this girl came upon my mom and i and said, "Ok, sign here and here, and your done," then i was read thru the letter of acceptance, she beemed at me "Eh, you're doing the same course as me, hi, i'm JQ..." Replying as how i always do, "Oh, Hi, I'm Sean." "nice to meet you" she replied as she scrambled her way thru the busy office with the signed letter.. "JQ.... where the heck did i heard that name from?"
Being me again, i instantly brushed it off, telling myself i imagining too much stuff.

Little did i know that this name would appear again on the folded page 22 as i was cleaning my room and by that time she was my favourite 'aunty'... ( It's ok if you don't get it... It's just a guy who discovered he just meet a girl he was reading about in a propectus ) I know.. i know... put your hands up in a 'L' shape... Just put it in my face...

page 22

Next up, oh yeah, the busy week ahead... let's see..

TUES - dinner wit berries
WED - hang out at izz's place until dunno wat time
THURS - Kareoke, duet competition, etc. etc. A lot of singing involved
FRI - Full Day of Lecture... wake me up when lectures ends
SAT - involves being a driver.... not sure what's that all about
SUN - free? i think so...

last but not least.... i promise Aaron to promote him a bit.... so here's a preview of him...

Works out, plays the guitar well, knows the Thriller dance routine, likes Miley Cyrus and much much more.... So just check him at the premium package at his web site... (which will be revealed if he decides to have one)

A - mazing

A - nd

R -eally

O -utstanding

N -ice Guy

That's all I have right now.... I dunno how else to describe him.... Your loss if you pass on this guy...

ENOUGH SAID...

I'm definitely not paid enough for this...

Of Foundation And Tortoise Piss...

2009-08-15T07:57:00.000-07:00

Don't mind the title... Anyways, I thought I begin this with a more happy start. As many emo things have happen recently, i have decide it's best to avoid such topics. Oh yeah, just started foundation in communication. I shall repeat myself (hopefully) for the last time. yes, i was in degree in communication but i didn't fulfil the requirement which i got kick out then transferred to july intake instead of next years foundations bec of the confidence the program director had in me.... I thank you so much, but still, honestly, i was piss as hell of myself...

now.... the good stuff.... i started all over again.... new friends again... new sets of people to adapt to.... woohoo..... hoo.. hoo.. Forget it...

Class was ok.... haven't reach the fun stuff yet. its full of sitting down and listening. and a lil writing.... still "woo-hoo-ing" i suppose.???? well thats pretty much it... I refrain from naming some of my new found friends cause seriouslly I WILL FORGET SOMEONE. and that someone would be annoyed and everything that follows

Or maybe I'm Just Lazy.... Whichever you're comfortable with....

Now, for the second part is that on the way home, i found a star tortoise... It's looks a lil like..

It was crawling, walking, strolling or (wat the hell you call a tortoise crossing the street). taking it's own sweet time. My mom was like "Go take la, after car sure bang it wan".... Then, I pick it up and got back on the car. My mom warned me "Be careful ar, it'll piss when it's scared". true enuf it piss all over my lap.... :-) So there you go... it's at home now... If you know anyone that lives at SS17 with a missing tortoise that looks like this. dont't feel free to call me.... just say hi here and maybe i'd return it to you.... Just joking... but i was serious bout the don't call me part....

And Finally, ended the day with a long chat at msn courtersy of ny beloved berry family... who had fun at amirul's place.... I was there in spirit ( according to Christine and Mei ) in a form of a BLUE BALLOON ( you'd get it later... )

it's ok if you don't know them (probably safer)....

Family Tree

There's MORE from where we all came from... But for now it's all i could get.... Thanks Mei for allowing me to use this pics (she does not know).... What a Day...