Pointles Nostalgia

first single

2011-04-23T22:17:00.003+08:00

Engineering

2011-04-13T21:53:00.000+08:00

"Engineering - this is where the semi-skilled workers realize the work of better minds. Hello, Oompah-Loompahs of science."

Sheldon Cooper, The Big Bang Theory

Awesome stuff!

2011-02-09T05:50:00.000+08:00

Happy Chinese New Year 2011

2011-02-06T06:38:00.003+08:00

London: Chinatown

fevernut vs DODO

2010-07-05T21:47:00.004+08:00

Please watch it in HD if you can. You might want to let it load fully before watching it.

Thanks for watching!

others take snapshots

2010-05-08T08:09:00.004+08:00

stripped down to my boxer shorts, with a snow cap worn as if it was a french hat, im in my little room getting my little head around mobius transformations over a cup of tea. life is wonderful.

good luck in your exams.

the colours of my backyard

2010-04-25T23:16:00.004+08:00

Spring is here and now, its as if someone painted my window. with a mountain of work to get through, i seem to spend my time on everything else except work. knees and elbows on the green grass and the sun on my back, this is for you!

Take care everyone!

stripper lovin'

2010-04-14T09:29:00.003+08:00

i cant remember why i did the things i did, for you.

i must ve been fucking mad.

conversations

2010-04-12T07:39:00.002+08:00

its like a game of table tennis,
it doesnt require an awful lot of effort,
yet its difficult without any,
its awfully simple, really,
so thank you.

entertaining with a capital E!

2010-03-17T09:24:00.003+08:00

posters up for orders soon. first 100 customers get autographed copies.

all england open 2010

2010-03-13T19:12:00.004+08:00

very disappointed with lindan. it looked as if he wanted to lose. the chinese team and their stupid team politics. so much for my hopes of witnessing a lindan- chongwei all england final. it was bad day for chinese badminton as caiyun-fuhaifeng, lulan, chenjin lost.

on another note, taufik hidayat lost to gade. sad.

dato' lee chong wei, the world #1 had to go to 3 sets to win an unknown korean. donning the tournament apparel, with a one-sided sleeve top and blue straps on his knees, his newly dyed golden brown hair, his striking red yonex shb101 lmt edition shoes, the #1 seed looked fashionable ( as vincent said) but not as motivated, like lindan, but kudos for pulling it through in the end for all the malaysians who made it to the national indoor arenan in birmingham to support you.

also, i watched lee yong dae. amazing!

kookienkeat-tanboonheong didnt even make it to the quarterfinals. sigh.

one way to look at it-- if its any time the best time for chong wei to win the all england, its now, now that lindan is out. or another to see it-- he has absolutely no reason not to win. hopefully he makes good use of this situation.

twenty fifth of february

2010-02-24T08:53:00.006+08:00

looking at this, i guess its safe to say weve both bloomed into beautiful young man and woman now. well im not exactly sure young should be used to describe you anymore. blue skies above and green trees around, it was a great day! and today will be a wonderful day as well because its your birthday!

happy birthday my dear!

Thank you Liau Boss for the beautiful photo!

i dont friend you

2010-02-19T01:05:00.012+08:00

what is all this business about blocking someone from your IM list? why do you even add the person or accept the person's request, in the first place? i only block two kinds of people: people who cannot manage their computer well enough allowing their virus to spread all over the internet; and people who dont really exist--accounts with strange ang moh names that will keep repeating the same phrase over and over to you until your computer hangs.

so if you find yourself having almost all contacts blocked, you probably should think twice about the people you add in the future, i mean there is really no point to adding someone, only to be blocked off your list eventually. think hard and long about whether a certain person is worthy of your friendship the next time you receive a request instead of just clicking yes just for the sake of rounding up 999999 into 1000000 contacts. quality over quantity, my friend.

what i hate is how some people abuse this function. who am i to say who you should and should not block? unless your blocking criteria consists of nice, good looking people, i really do not understand why did you do it. the problem with these people is they cannot decide whether to block you or to not block you, so they block and unblock you again and again depending on their mood, horoscope or a lucky coin-flip. block, unblock, repeat...

what's funny is the reaction when you confront these people, imagine

blocked: why did you block me?
blocker: how did you know? ... *oh shit*...
blocked: WTF!
blocker: *shit*

i swear even the smoothest person or the best liars will have trouble giving a reasonable reason at this point, to minimize the damage already done. what would you have said?

to block someone is to disallow someone to see you from their contact list. do you remember when you were in kindergarten or primary school, where your friends might sometimes think it would be fun to not befriend you anymore and he/she goes i dont friend you! before ~~i whack the shit out of him/her~~ i shout it back at him/her. apparently this game is popular again and supposedly maturing people are acting like children again. aww how cute...

having said that, i am actually glad that ~~someone~~ some people blocked me. its as if they understood me so much and i didnt had to say a word and they just quietly got out of my sight!

i could go on and on because its like being a child again, being bullied again, being left out again, im kidding my childhood was great. this business of blocking me is really hurting my fragile heart. if you do not want to see me or do not wish for me to see you anymore, at least have the courtesy to tell me and i will leave right now if you ever treasured me as a friend before. this sucks like a breakup. aww...

have you ever been blocked before? have you blocked me someone before? why?

album out in march

2010-02-10T19:58:00.002+08:00

hit single "my giraffe and i" out on iTunes. Thank you for your support!

credit to js and caleb for the album cover.

221x255cm square

2010-02-10T04:11:00.005+08:00

theres really no point to this blog anymore, because nearly everyone i wish to ~~bitch~~ rant about probably has this blog on rss feed or is constantly checking for updates.

you might suggest using metaphors and analogies, like i've done in the past, and done so beautifully, might i add, so much so most of you very intelligent people chose to misinterpret my writings, intentionally (or maybe not).

so the next time when you bother to come by pointles nostalgia after sitting on your sorry ass in your big (relative to mine) room and when especially even your boyfriend is tired of your whining, you know you are always welcome! feast your eyes (and ears now) on each word (and video) and feel happy again because you know theres another bastard who worse off than me. my point is be prepared because pointles nostlagia serves its coffee without sugar from now onwards!

its either this or i hide/delete this place, but that would mean you win.

on a brighter note, chinese new year is on sunday. no better way to celebrate cny by going out with singaporeans to a chinese restaurant. 13 pounds. its either that or me alone in my little room. thats a cruel choice its like giving a bird a choice between flying free (from its cage) or food. that's pretty much cny for me.

and before i forget there is something i would like to ask of you, if you are a beautiful young lady,

will you be my valentine for 2010?

if you will leave your name and contact in the comment box and i will get back to you if you are selected and you will be interviewed.

Note to self:
instantaneous heater damn it!

let's hear your story

2010-01-26T09:39:00.003+08:00

rihanna- take a bow

im sad

2010-01-23T04:17:00.008+08:00

how to make someone happy?

when someone tells you im sad...

what do you do?

do you tell ~~her~~ him/her that its all going to be alright? liar!

im curious, how many times did that actually work? now dont you lie to me again!

or youre a ~~girl~~ really patient person, you listen and talk to him/her and find out whats troubling him/her. then you give them your honest thought and advice.

or youre a funny person, you crack a joke or two and soon all the sadness will all go away for that person.

but seriously what do you expect when you tell someone im sad

its not like he/she can make everything ok; or turn back time for you so you could undo your blunder. my point is, what done is done, no one can actually help you, well, not unless youre this guy, he is amazing.

im glad if that made you happy. if it didnt, too bad! go stay sad in the corner!

陈淑桦梦醒时分

dont change her

2010-01-11T22:44:00.003+08:00

you may not be her first, her last, or her only. she loved before she may love again. but if she loves you now, what else matters? shes not perfect- you arent either, and the 2 of you may never be perfect together again but if she makes you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. she may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break- her heart, so dont hurt her, dont change her, dont analyze and dont expect more than she can give. smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad and miss her when shes not there.

Bob Marley

some mornings im like that

2010-01-02T22:07:00.003+08:00

leaving on a jetplane cover- john denver.

complex analysis

2010-01-01T20:28:00.007+08:00

the subtle lick of the lips before speaking;

the staring for just a little bit longer;

for its only a fine line between a coward and a gentleman,

both of which suffered the same old boring fate,

or succeeded in not having to risk losing you forever.

最

2009-12-17T07:40:00.001+08:00

谈情还不如弹吉它
谈情只能有一个对象，
而我弹吉它可以拥有无数的仰慕者
学谈情可以用上一生的时间
而我学会吉它
一生致用。
感情需要互相迁就来维持
我却可以让音乐跟着我的感觉走
最重要的是
爱情是短暂的
我的吉它却感动了我一生的朋友

-Anonymous <3

little girl little world

2009-12-10T19:51:00.003+08:00

little girl brand new world,
papa built you a cradle;
hush now sweetie dont you cry,
mama made you an apple pie.

little girl beautiful world,
said mama one day and made her world go in a whirl;
its such a joy to watch you laugh and play,
papa almost wished you'd stayed this way.

little girl little world,
reaching out to the moon with your little fingers;
dreams of fairy tales and grand dance balls,
believe me one day you'll really have it all.

little girl cruel world,
bended by the way of the world,
look what they made you do
breaks my heart to see you play the fool.

little girl greedy world,
cradles and toy horses were never going to be enough;
dreams of castles and prince charming so bold,
didnt they tell you all that glitters is not gold.

little girl righteous world,
we pray every night so that we can sin every day;
the things people do to get what they want,
breaks my heart to see youre really no different.

little girl wonderful world,
met a boy and felt in love;
even though you knew well he was the one,
you just smiled along and had your fun.

little girl crazy world,
it seems to me too much, for you, is never enough;
met another who paid his way to your heart,
i almost wished you'd said no, sweetheart.

little girl beautiful girl,
little things sometimes bring big consequences;
as long as youre happy and contented,
you dont owe anyone an explanation, only yourself.

Happy Halloween

2009-10-31T07:10:00.002+08:00

some people dont need to dress up for Halloween Day.

Happy Halloween everyone!

Call me baby~

2009-10-30T00:08:00.002+08:00

to all you lovers/haters, stalkers, bffs, friends, strangers....

i've got a SKYPE PHONE!

so please add fevernut on skype and i will be sure to call you!

死不了

2009-10-22T23:04:00.002+08:00

in a land where the temperature, altitude and humidity are different compared to my village, the shuttle flies funny and half-boiled eggs are ping pong balls, i am well.

bollocks

2009-09-11T23:56:00.002+08:00

i have to go through a retrial for the badminton team when i get back.

be my girlfriend, bitch/ confessions of a loverboy beng

2009-09-11T00:27:00.008+08:00

lets start a relationship and vow to love each other until the end of the universe.

we'll hold hands and go for movies.

i'll change my FB status from single to married and its complicated.

i'll text you sexy messages and make sure you reply them fast!

or i'll phone you up to ask

how are you baby?

where are you?

what are you doing?

when i really only want to know

who are you with?

or to be specific

what guys from where?(if any)

i'll crack my head to think of the perfect gift for you

for your birthday, valentines day, christmas day...

until i finally go broke.

we'll talk all night on the phone/skype and we'll never run out of things to talk about

because i have a list here prepared. you wonder why...

keeping that beautiful smile on your perfectly symmetric face will be my sole mission for this lifetime.

i'll come to your house at 7sharp with my ride and you can hop in,

we'll meet and greet as if we're already married, answering questions on behalf of each other,

friends will say they think we're good for each other,

while your mom will hate my hairstyle.

we'll go to the mall in matching outfits as if to announce to the public.

you can do your shopping while i pretend to be interested

and i must admit it sucks that i have to prove my interest by actually buying the clothes/pants.

and imagine all these repeated for n times.

now im a bit tired of you,

nevertheless i still love you so so much i want to tell the world.

the thing is they already know.

all goes well and we get comfortable,

you even put on some weight.

but you still look awesome.

you start to complain i dont call/text you as much,

but honestly i have no time.

and you get dramatic,

suggesting that perhaps theres a chance

that i dont love you as much.

i explain to you that just because

i'd rather play futsal than to go shopping with you;

sometimes i hang out with my friends instead of you;

we dont spend as much time talking about you,

doesnt mean that i love you any less.

you want to believe me

but you know.

you finally realize that

the end of the universe is a really really long time.

because thats how i feel.

so what are you waiting for? say you love me love me love me....

shit

2009-09-09T23:15:00.003+08:00

as if someone had punched him right into his ribs, he clutched his tummy with one hand and his mouth with the other. he lunged for the toilet bowl, preparing to hurl the foul content that is causing the pain in his stomach, only to choke on his on spit and triggered a seemingly never ending coughing fit. when he finally regained control of himself, he realized something. staring blankly into the clear water, he sees his reflection looking back at him from the toilet bowl. thats what i am to you.

does he like you like i love you

2009-09-08T13:42:00.005+08:00

does he give you flowers? does he take you out on candlelight dinners? or maybe just a bigmac before a movie? or youre happy with the occasional casual road trip/outing.

does he call you all the time? or he rarely does and you like it that way? or he sends sweet texts every once in a while just enough to delight you.

does he go all out to please you, to make you laugh when youre down, making up jokes as the conversation goes. and have you ever wondered why he never ever runs out of things to talk about? theres always something that springs to his mind whenever you feel that the both of you have finally ran out of things to talk about.

does he take the time to plan surprises for you? taking care of every little detail to perfection just to have glimpse of your joyful reaction.

what does he like about you? your face? or your personality? or both?(hes obviously lying).

does he understand you? or he tries and tries and you love him for that? does he respect your time out with your girlfriends? does he put up with your silly tantrums?

does he trust you? does he believe in your words? or he calls and calls if youre with this guy friend? is he overprotective? or insecure? or can you be trusted?

does he lie? or its ok since its an open relationship, whatever that is. does he deliver his promises? does he walk his talk? does he mean every little word he says? do you trust him?

does he put himself before you? thinking of your every need even before his. does he surprise you with the things he remembers about you?

does he talk about forever? can you tell if hes sincere?

is it comfortable? or is it quiet? when its just the both of you. do you argue about stuff or is it always empty conversations because theres nothing much to be said?

does he look into your eyes when he says i love you? or is it through the phone or text or im? or hes just waiting for you to say it? wait, does he love you? do you know? how?

baby how about loving yourself first?

do you like my eyes?

2009-09-08T12:57:00.004+08:00

and so i stumbled upon a blog. not just any blog i tell you. because it is supposedly a secret blog and most importantly it belongs to someone i know. dont ask me who i wont tell.

as to why it is kept a secret and not pushed right into your face like a certain pointles nostalgia i know, i think its probably because of the excessive nudity in each posts. yes photos of the author, barenaked. remember now, i know this person!

that would be downright scandalous, too bad im just kidding. truth be told every post in this blog is so inspiring, so beautifully written- so much so i suspect it must revolve around a girl! ha!

it was a secret before but now i wonder if enough of us know about it to scrap the secret status. i like it this way because initially it was ha! he doesnt know!, but now i can say ha! he doesnt know i know!

but honestly its wonderful, very beautiful.

since we're all being frank, speak up please

2009-09-08T01:10:00.008+08:00

you dont deserve any more of my time and consideration.

now get lost.

it is the evening of the day

2009-09-02T13:57:00.005+08:00

as tears go by- rolling stones cover

my imagination

2009-08-16T22:41:00.011+08:00

she says she loves me, i just stared at her. i almost wished she hadnt followed it up with her uncontrollable giggling, as it was not even remotely funny-- at least not to me. i know the words so why cant i say them? its not because im scared or anything.

are you okay?

i cleared my throat and said im fine. never better. tugging my hands into my jeans pockets with my thumbs out as if i could dig up a subject change.

she goes on and on about how i could and should sort my life out when shes a wreck herself. i listen to every little piece of advice she has to offer but i know theres really only one solution--a simple unique one. i smile to myself.

are you even listening?

i shifted my sight from my walking feet to her eyes and nodded. every word. she looks back at me with a look that tells me she feels it too. and then she looks away silently. i want to ask her why but i think i know the answer too.

well anyway...

her eyes wander into the distance ahead. not easy but im not exactly in a rush to somewhere else. she tells of her past and how she would not have done anything differently given the chance. no regrets were her exact words.

and so i'll wait. i'll wait but i cant promise i'll wait forever. but this is more than that; more than you and i; more than me waiting for you; more than you learning to love again; much much more than that, which makes it all the more beautiful.

she says she loves me, i tell her i love her too. she doesnt giggle like before as if suddenly it isnt funny anymore, like in my imagination.

baby just say yes

2009-07-26T13:09:00.001+08:00

hello goodbye

2009-07-25T12:28:00.005+08:00

still

2009-07-21T16:55:00.003+08:00

immortalized

2009-07-19T17:17:00.001+08:00

if you would like to sit with me

2009-07-17T16:50:00.003+08:00

12

2009-06-03T07:05:00.002+08:00

I'd just watched the most beautiful movie and it's been quite a while since that had happened. i dont claim to have a great taste with movies but twilight is just awesome. well you cant really go wrong with having kristen stewart and robert pattinson as your main cast, can you? i want to suck her blood too.

having said that, im slightly let down by the lack of blood and gore in the movie. for fuck's sake its a vampire movie.

everything about it is just beautiful. twice i've mentioned it now. it is so good that it makes me want to be a hot vampire too. yes im going to suck the daylights out of you.

---
everyone finished their exams today, except me. as a consequence they think they are free as a bird now, so free that they feel the urge to knock on my door just to remind me that they've finished and i havent.

with my exams drawing to an end this friday, i would be home in no time. just like edward. i can give you piggy back too.

romanian rhapsody

2009-05-07T07:32:00.000+08:00

guess what i learnt

2009-05-03T18:39:00.006+08:00

now im able to say that i play all the racket sports there is.

because i learnt how to play squash.

its easy... (or at least against this guy its easy)

sorry weiche i still love you.

video by michael

Dont forget your mask~

2009-05-03T08:31:00.001+08:00

wooo...

to be honest, i closed the tab after 2 minutes hahaha

I'm only a boy in a story, just a hallucinatory

2009-04-13T19:59:00.003+08:00

she was there

strutting his stuff

connection

lucky

with his vocals and guitar and the jazz trio backing him

full house

the whole crew

encore

shes going to be there

2009-04-01T21:09:00.002+08:00

orange chicken

2009-03-29T04:07:00.003+08:00

im even keeping the gravy for breakfast tomorrow.

haotim and kelong's sushi night

2009-03-16T07:33:00.004+08:00

you know when you get really bored of cooking and eating the same food every day? the only solution for this, well, is to quite simply, make something different. that something different doesnt have to involve impossible cooking skills or very expensive ingredients. in fact, it could be very easy and fun to make and most importantly, yummy to eat.

and so once i found out from gossip boy that haotim and kelong were having sushi for dinner, i immediately rushed over to observe and learn from both these amazing grandmaster chefs.

where the magic happens

raw salmon and tuna

making dinner can be so fun

kelong making his roll

avocado, salmon and rice

to cook and look good at the same time

intruder#1

intruder#2

intruder#3

so proud of his rolling skills

michael's first taste of wasabi

another unfortunate wasabi accident...

kimchi next week? stay tuned.

the rest of the photos are here.

easter egg-hunt

2009-03-12T18:49:00.002+08:00

one week away from the month-long easter holidays, if youre not hyped and excited about going to greece then you must be hyped and excited about rome or even singapore. and because everyone is doing it, i chose to get hyped and excited about ibiza. (talk about trying to be different)

but if you know me well enough, you would know im not really going. if last christmas was any indication, waking up at 1 and having american pies as my only mental stimulation are the sort of things that will happen come this easter. it is really not as bad as it sounds. christmas shopping at asda gets easier without the crowd. but having asda closing down for a couple of days for the holidays shuns out even the faintest glimpse of light from the far far end of the pitchblack tunnel.

happiness is a choice. (and so people say)

instead of wallowing in self-pity, i could take a train to paris or get lost in the isle of wight or just go around from place to place; trading this window view from my room for another in full view, and another...

considering that the mona lisa is not exactly going anywhere and the isle of wight, too, can wait.

im telling you, i could, but would i? i just might. or might not...

old people

2009-03-07T06:43:00.001+08:00

happy birthday

my newfound friend

2009-03-03T04:02:00.003+08:00

after the last light the sun has to give and darkness takes over again, these days he'd walked in as if he owns the place. with authority he barges in slowly and steadily, his long black cloak painting the ground black as it sweeps past each inch. he found me. i keep telling myself i should be glad to have company. his cold smirk like the remnants of a broken glass disobeying the law of gravity and piercing through my chest. and when the smirk grows into an insane spine-chilling laughter, his mouth of a black hole sucking every last ounce of hope out of me, leaving me hollow and broken. this dread spreads over me until the point im not sure whether where its coming from, inside or outside. and the voices are suggesting that i get rid of my guts and this feeling altogether, once and for all. the only thing is that even if i were able to tear it away from within, i'd die, for it is me now.

too bad

2009-02-23T02:03:00.000+08:00

standstill

2009-02-06T02:06:00.003+08:00

a group hug.

passion, fiery

2009-02-05T05:15:00.005+08:00

michael clutching on to his baby- his electrical lab experiments logbook.

2nd Feb 2009/ look what the russians brought us

2009-02-03T17:51:00.005+08:00

Shutting my alarm ready to dive back into my bed, something caught the corner of my eye. something out the window; something white...

as white as snow...

on a peaceful snowing morning such as this everything was perfect...

until this guy appears!

haotim caught here doing voluntary-modeling

a little bit (of voluntary-modeling) wont harm

and all out of a sudden...

somebody please grab on to my camera! this is first person shooter view.

no mercy

snow wrestling

i dont feel my ears anymore!

victory

revenge

shower

defeat

any given thursday

2009-01-17T04:21:00.002+08:00

humble student

2009-01-13T04:48:00.002+08:00

"to learn the language of light, the grammar of composition and the punctuation of timing..." Joe Cornish

so what's your story then?

Anas platyrhynchos

2009-01-12T00:01:00.003+08:00

standing on water

i miss driving

2009-01-11T05:40:00.002+08:00

you're on the road going 110 km/hr. if a puppy pops out suddenly, you'd run over it or else you'd crash. the sun reflecting from your shades, a full tank of gas, lightandeasy on full blast, you've got 35 miles of rubber to burn before finally arriving at the wonderful town of nowhere. you step even harder on the accelerator even though you know well that it wont get you there any faster.

i know

2009-01-10T22:11:00.005+08:00

corners

2009-01-07T22:57:00.003+08:00

hiding away from the light

windows

2009-01-04T01:10:00.003+08:00

they are looking at you.

new year's eve party

2009-01-02T02:11:00.005+08:00

it was a year of much idleness but when it finally kicked in it really did. and heck, what a way to end it:

jolly good time

leaping into the new year

and oh Hiro was there too

strutting his stuff

to keep warm

all smiles

thank you mr. richman

human pyramid

stumbles

happy new year

best of friends

boss hengwen and lady boss annie

wake me up

well if it werent this cold i'd give a 2 thumbs up

many thanks to our very gracious hosts liang sheng, manfred, victor, maria and tze wan. and thanks to you guys. have a wonderful 2009.

the rest of the photos are here.

this time around

2008-12-31T02:43:00.003+08:00

we're really not that far apart.

in manchester

2008-12-29T08:25:00.010+08:00

i dont mean to blow my own trumpet but i consider myself to be really patient: boarding a train dragging a luggage that feels like 654321345 tonnes and having a heart thats even heavier, only to find the one sitting next to you is listening to the Arsenal-Liverpool game and cursing away. (guess which side he supports) i bet some of you might have given him a punch or at least told him off. glancing down at my wristwatch to see the time, it was no different than the time when i glanced at it when i was first arriving at piccadilly. but that was five days ago and it is time to go home now.

in manchester, if youre not having gregg's for breakfast,

then you must be having some pearl milk tea and gigantic yeow char guai and some meat floss seaweed wrap.

or ham sandwich and chocolate milkshake. (please ignore the egg.)

in manchester, if you want to be cool, you should slack in starbucks all day and take loads of pictures of your friends,

and some of your own,

and even some of everyone!

in manchester, if youre not having shish kebab dipped in mint+garlic sauce for dinner,

then you must be at harry's having roast turkey and pasta and everything that comes with it.

in manchester, if you dont plan to visit the old trafford then you just might as well, not come to manchester.

in manchester, if you dont know how to play mahjong, its never too late to learn.

in manchester, if you didnt brave the drizzle out into german market to gorge on some peanut butter pancakes and bratwursts sausages,

then you must be paying a fortune to taste some delicious mee goreng.

and last but not least, in manchester, there is always room for desert.

i absolutely loved it in...

not quite.

i absolutely loved it, in manchester.

singapore nottingham games nov 08

2008-11-22T23:46:00.011+08:00

it has been 2 months now and this seems to be the only thing to do, or only place to go, for that matter. twice in two months and its not like there's plenty to do in the nottingham sports centre and it's certainly not filled with nice people even though there were loads of people there on both occasions. so what is the thing about nottingham? well, not nottingham since ive only been to the uni sports centre.

this time it was football with the guys. it still puzzles me that how did "indoor futsal" turn into "outdoor street soccer in a november drizzle", not to mention the off-the-scale testosterone levels of the participants there. i swear they were this close to bitting each others' heads off. i was waiting with my camera in the corner. but too bad it didnt really happen. i guess, as much as they would like to bash up each other, they werent ready to throw away their 5 pounds registration fees as they would be disqualified.

part of the team: azam, ronald, michael, yen, weiche

i wished i had taken photos of the guys in action but thats quite hard since i was playing as well. sorry. oh well, i captured some action from the girls' netball game. i heard they went quite far.

this is the top scorer. shes a real sharp-shooter. i wonder whats her name and i hope she would not kill me for posting her photo here.

this is santi. i dont know what position she plays. you cant really blame me because theres like a million positions in netball and there are so many stoppages in netball that you can hardly have any fun out of it, at least thats what i think. anyway this is santi, running (to shove one of the opponent in the face). and oh as a result of all the ass-kicking, she bruised her lips (which i will pose pictures of hopefully soon).

here, you have the team supporting the girls, or ogling at them.

meet the captain of the football team, mr. weiche. isn;t he adorable? he plays goalkeeper and he's a through-and-through singaporean.

yen: he's a real poser and dreams of making it big one day in the modelling industry.

michael from mauritius and the yellow leaves. our striker.

the other people went for the "tour" instead of sports. "tour" actually meant "free and easy" in their books. so they had all the freedom to roam the town of nottingham in search of robin hood.

and last but not least, to sum it all up, mr. BK: nottingham or nothing-ham. yes he went for the "tour".

dinner is served 2

2008-11-09T07:38:00.009+08:00

this might seem to be really something, but its really nothing, compared to the grandmaster chef back home in seremban. im just a hungry amateur, who is a bit bored with spaghetti. so there you go, my roast chicken with rice on the map of southampton. i know! the green vegetables are nowhere to be seen, and thats unhealthy. i ate raw lettuce after that, really!

the potatoes were fantastic, though the texture isnt really there yet, but heck when youre hungry anything goes. it still needs work as it is far from perfection. what is perfection? its when the skin is crispy and yet juicy at the same time; its when the potato is soft and moist enough; its when the meat is tender and well-done; its when mum makes it.

i normally have 3 pieces. but im still full (3 hours after). i blame the yummy potatoes. yummy!

paint it with all the colours that you love so much

2008-11-04T00:53:00.007+08:00

if i had a paintbrush and a palette with a blank canvas before me, i would paint a picture. i would paint a picture about the beautiful things in life, the beautiful things around. at least they are beautiful in my eyes. maybe through my painting you could then understand my point of view; my seemingly biased opinions. with each colour bringing every element to life, and each brushstroke rendering details of my imagination. but even if i had a paintbrush and a palette, i cant paint to save my life. but if i could paint, this is what it would look like.

you alright, mate?

2008-10-17T04:25:00.004+08:00

one peculiar thing to note is that, you dont really know whether you have gained or lost weight when you're away from home, unless of course, you bought your own weighing scale or go for check-ups frequently. i dont know why i mentioned that but anyway there you go.

another thing ive noticed is the english are a patient lot. everywhere you turn; everywhere you look, chances are you will see a queue. in the bank, in the shops, in the student services centre. im not saying anything but, perhaps this might have something to do with the personnel behind the counter and the rate at which he/she is working at.

there's no air-conditioner in my room. it's the same for most rooms in the many different buildings, except for a few i think.

gibberish aside, im still surviving here, thanks to mcvitie's and jamie oliver. weather-wise, it's really quite wonderful, but it may get a little too cold for comfort into the night. the people are really friendly here. they hold out doors and say "cheers" more than they curse. lectures have started and i met my very eccentric professor dumbledore. kidding.

and oh i've actually met a few malaysians. ok, not a few, more like a village sponsored by our glorious government. pardon my gate-crashing. im actually not the oldest fresher. the singaporeans are elder because they had national service. good for them! but weiche i still consider you as a singapore, maybe even more singaporean than a singaporean.

ya i think thats about it. forgive me for this one is a bit random. i cant seem to summarize everything into one post or maybe i just dont know where to begin or maybe im too aware of the fact that you are reading.

and to answer your question--jolly good!

with the most expensive hot chocolate in my life

2008-09-22T10:04:00.009+08:00

a morning such as this, no different to my every other mornings, in terms of waking up only to feel twice as tired. but then again, i only slept for 1-2 hours. what's new? and economy flight is not that fun at all, its, in fact, a bus ride. a bus ride with cool headphone gadgets and tv and music, that is. not to mention a pricey one as well. but oh well what's the point in complaining. apart from hoping the bad rash on my neighbour's hands didnt spread to me, the prospect of uni life finally dawned on me. well, it couldnt have come any later, now that the jet engines of this 777 turned into full throttle. it took a while before it eventually located the runway, though a tad bit bumpy but it obediently ran on the neon lights and up up away it went. i cant remember a flight where i was alone before. thus my love-hate relationship with lonliness. at times you would give anything to have someone with you, just to talk to or walk along beside you; then again at times i must admit loneliness is not that bad at all, it gives me clarity. its new, its much-needed at times, and its also foreign. if my baggages werent this heavy, i'd go take some photos, hence my post here at starbucks. its not like the Burj Al-Arab is visible from here. oh i saw the Iraqi paralympics team. they were no different to the other passengers, slumbering on the cold marble floor by the side.

packing can be quite frustrating, especially when you're atempting to bring your room along with you. and who knew ipod only sync through itunes. my last day for 2008 at home passed by incredibly fast. tiring too, because i was sleep-deprived, again. i forgot to bid goodbye to my ah sir. and i hope azizah is still and stays alive because i still have her 50 here. i dont know what is it, but the thought of coming home next year and being away from everything and everyone youre familiar with is quite cruel. and it deserves tears.

thank you guys for the "surprise send-off", it meant the world to me, but deep inside i know you guys really wanted a hug from me. and thank you for the game yesterday although i blame it for my fatigue now. thank you for all your well-wishes, i really appreciate it. you guys give me reasons to hate loneliness.

we'll keep in touch

2008-09-21T19:08:00.003+08:00

not so long ago, we would throw awkward glances at each other. and then you would lean towards your best buddy, hand over mouth whispering something before you both burst into laughter. and we know all along about the names you labeled us with, hey thats only because we named each and every one of you, too. at least we wondered about and eventually found out your real ones, but still it was way simpler remembering all of you by your(the ones we gave you, of course) nicknames. then as the days go by, your whispers grew into hellos and our secret nicknames went public. i liked that we were able to joke about the matter. i know that our long conversations about nothing at all were more than it seemed. suddenly now it became quite impossible to forget your names. we're not strangers anymore huh? not especially having shared your super-lame-cold jokes and my twisted logic, in times that would be so black and white, without you, come to think of it now. each of you brightened my days with your respective blend of hues, coloring my life with your fresh perspectives and not to mention your brutal honesty. when things start to get a little cozy, it is only the nature of life that we are thrown back into the mess all over again. and so you've got places to go, dreams to chase. i can only wish you all the luck and love in the world and promise to write back if you write to me. now the long walks on the beach seem so short, and your annoying questions aren't that annoying anymore. and sometimes i would imagine someone would pat me on my right shoulder, and how i wish that when i turn around, it's you i see. although i know things will turn for the better, after awhile and i wont miss you forever, i will never forget your silly faces. despite what we say to each other, we will drift apart, just as inevitably the way we crossed path, in the first place. maybe years from now, we would meet again and even if we are still able to recognize each other, the distance between us might be too far off, for us to even be comfortable around each other again, let alone be friends, like now. i guess that's the way it goes, like it or not. knowing this beforehand only makes it a little bit gloomier than it already is. imagine the frustration of knowing your fate but having no ways of escaping from it. so go on and tell me no worries we'll keep in touch. but i know we're really saying goodbye my friend. you made me smile. and now you made me tear.

10

2008-09-11T17:42:00.003+08:00

where did my 10 days go?

1. bury and bake myself in the sand by the sea until the tide rises. i could absorb the warmth for future use. canceled, quite impossible in such short notice.
2. skybridge! i want to see the view from way up there. this saturday?
3. teach the kids how to play football. they are having trials.
4. learn to make green chicken curry from mum. oh my god lets just say i've been learning how its supposed to taste like.
5. but first, have to learn how to chop up garlic. done.
6. learn how to differentiate and integrate again. haiyor...
7. take a bunch of photos of you to laugh at later on. this, i can never be bored of doing.
8. keep on saying i havent edited those photos. still not edited.
9. contemplate the importance between my badminton racket and guitar. head cracks.
10. grow fat! to keep warm! (my favorite, by far.) in the process.
11. find a girlfriend who can cook and fit in my suitcase. ok now girls please step on the weighing scale.
12. not forgetting to feed her first.
13. become cool and macho. yo! hopeless.
14. visit nasi lemak mambau at least twice a week. closed for puasa month.
15. download songs. hehehe. HEHEHEHE!
16. shake lee chong wei's hand. second thoughts now since he has so many overprotective fans!
17. collect debts! you guys are so dead! and also repay my debts.
18. oh i forgot she must also know how to knit. i'd like to see myself in warm, loving sweaters. still waiting.
19. shop shop shop for more and more clothes. fun!
20. shave bald. (my least favorite, by far.) or learn how to cut my own hair instead?

20

2008-09-01T14:03:00.004+08:00

before 20 becomes 0, here's my list, in no particular order:

1. bury and bake myself in the sand by the sea until the tide rises. i could absorb the warmth for future use.
2. skybridge! i want to see the view from way up there.
3. teach the kids how to play football.
4. learn to make green chicken curry from mum.
5. but first, have to learn how to chop up garlic.
6. learn how to differentiate and integrate again.
7. take a bunch of photos of you to laugh at later on.
8. keep on saying i havent edited those photos.
9. contemplate the importance between my badminton racket and guitar.
10. grow fat! to keep warm! (my favorite, by far.)
11. find a girlfriend who can cook and fit in my suitcase.
12. not forgetting to feed her first.
13. become cool and macho. yo!
14. visit nasi lemak mambau at least twice a week.
15. download songs. hehehe.
16. shake lee chong wei's hand.
17. collect debts! you guys are so dead!
18. oh i forgot she must also know how to knit. i'd like to see myself in warm, loving sweaters.
19. shop shop shop for more and more clothes.
20. shave bald. (my least favorite, by far.)

care to join?

you forgot to hand me back that little finger on your right

2008-08-20T01:36:00.004+08:00

between when i said it and now, i am surprised to learn that how much i, actually, meant it. it kills me now to even just let my imaginations run. run wild until it halts before the question whether i'll be able to forgive myself, should they ever come true. tell me i dont sound overly-concerned because im not; tell me i dont sound like i care, because i really dont; tell me im not thinking about you, because im am.

dinner is served!

2008-08-18T19:53:00.004+08:00

she sells seashell on a seashore

having gone without meat for the entire day now, something was not right. so oops i did it again! but this time with bacon streaks and minced chicken. i used conchiglie this time, for a change. conchiglie( however you pronounce it) is seashells in italian. notice the shape of the pasta? the genius in me screwed up my estimations and i ended up cooking too much of these little seashells. so many seashells, so little meat. but still, there was enough for me and one of the monsters. the other accident was that i slightly overcooked my gravy so the capsicums and spinach ( especially the spinach) were a little overdone. the juicy capsicums giving the dish just a tinge of spiciness, coupled with the sweetness of the bacon and chicken, making every spoon a yummy one. it wasnt very much the monster's cup of tea, though-- she hates capsicums! i made her finish it anyway.

how about that?!

2008-08-18T14:48:00.004+08:00

jamie oliver's simple summer spaghetti

not to blow my own trumpet or anything, but it didnt taste half-bad. it was wonderful how these ingredients seem to complement each other so well. here. i went a little over with the vinegar but managed to pour the excess out. i couldnt find marjogram so i replaced it with wild rockets. dont worry i never heard of these plants, too, until today. my chopping skills are so awful that at times, i resembled a girrafe munching on big leaves. gosh i forgot the black pepper! good whenever you feel like something light and green.

its no shame at all

2008-08-17T22:06:00.003+08:00

and so malaysian world number two lee chong wei lost his gold medal match against world number one lin dan. having said that, he did secure a first silver medal for malaysia. prior to the match, lee chong wei beat indonesia's sony dwi kuncoro and came out victorious from a 3 set epic with south korean lee hyun il, among others.

his match against sony dwi was a "no fight". if it were a boxing match, the referee would have called it off, in favor of lee. the match was a showcase of his improved game, with more flair to complement his amazing retrieving ability. sony was so frustrated that his smashes were, one by one, retrieved by lee as he went on to muscle his dominance inch by inch by winning point by point. did you watch that match? i had work and still i found a way to.

the first time i heard the name lee hyun il was thomas cup 2000. the south korean stunned the malaysian home crowd by winning his second singles match against ong ewe hock. ong was reduced to tears and his days with BAM were numbered from then on. hyun il has since progressed as a player and spearheads the emergence of a very young south korean badminton generation to prominence comprising the likes of lee yong dae and lee hyo jung. during his match against chong wei, he did well to get himself back into the match after winning the second set, with accurate smashes and amazing stamina. but chong wei showed more hunger and grit on that night, and proved he deserved a berth in the final by giving a gutsy showing in the third set. after clinching his victory, he laid flat in the center of the court, exhausted, after giving his all and squeezing out a victory. did you watch that math? i was out and i made sure i found a TV broadcasting the match.

and then it was the final. of course hopes of him winning a gold medal were up, especially after his good performances in the last 2 matches. everyone was reminding everyone it was 8.48pm-- when the final will commence. rtm tv1 broadcast a special live telecast of his match. it's definitely a big deal in malaysia, to be playing for a gold medal. imagine playing world #1 lin dan in front of a capacity chinese crowd in china. daunting, no? even if you're the world #2, it must be said its quite a task to mount any challenge for the gold medal. but when you're lee chong wei, you're the son of malaysia's proudest parents, you're malaysia sole hope for a gold medal, you're the one the little kids look up to and want to grow up into, you're expected to win it, even under such impossible circumstances. unfair? not so to those who could utter aiya expected wan la always lose; aiya fuck la the bugger cant stand pressure; aiya shame on him la; aiya balik kampung la. i know he's a professional and part of his job criteria is to deal with the pressure and win win win. sounds more like cock fighting to me.

what really happened? yes he crumbled under the enormous pressure by the homecrowd, as if playing lin dan alone was not intimidating enough. with the chinese #1 making full use of his extra army under his disposal, he basked in the approval and was comfortable from the first point on. the roar of the crowd after winning each point spurred him on, as his fist-pumping got higher and higher in the air. and so lee chong wei crumbled under the pressure. unforced errors and shots that would normally be aces didnt get through the net or was out-- he was not himself. he wasnt thinking, he was gambling like a headless chicken running round and round, while the serpent picks his spot and strikes. it was ugly, for anyone who actually cared, for anyone who really wanted him to do well. he was human.

for what it's worth, i think no one could ve matched tonight's lin dan, who is so focused and in the mood. not forgetting the force of the chinese crowd. not even taufik hidayat at his prime. sorry chong wei, i guess you wont be 1 million rinngit richer tonight but it definitely will be a life experience to remember, in the interest of your progress as a player.

thank you for giving us something to cheer about. thank you for the silver medal.

i know you missed me

2008-08-17T13:18:00.009+08:00

she cringed her nose and turned away. he comforted her with a hug from behind, taking in the smell of her hair that was all too familiar.

"im sorry" he whispered and it was the best he could come up with.

he turned her around only to see her mascara-smeared, tearful face. he knew, at that instant, that his words were never going to be enough. she hung her head low, refusing to look into his eyes.

he hated himself for not knowing what to do. and she was fed up with his indecision. there was a long awkward pause.

leaning his head forward to hers, honey, im homeee! as surprising as how that line came out of nowhere, she can't help but to smile back at him, with the tears she cried still stained on her cheeks.

thumping his chest now with her little fists, she hated herself for having given way to his humour.

"next time when you leave, dont bother coming back!" her punches mellowed into a warm embrace.

do you seriously think this is funny?

2008-08-16T00:13:00.003+08:00

dont you think its a little childish of you?
dont you think this could be a little offensive to some people?
dont you care at all about their feelings?
dont you want to know who this is?

because edison was holding an axe at that time, silly!

2008-08-07T17:20:00.002+08:00

because i told them before, and when i did, there wasn't any reaction whatsoever, they were ok with it.

if i were the kind who oozes confidence verging on cockiness, i would scoff in reply and point out that they probably didn't hear you right. and after that, walk off as if nothing really happened with no emotions. because i know that's not true at all.

but i really dont.

a minute had passed and i remain planted to the ground, dumbfounded, after 60 seconds of attempting to grasp with reality failed miserably.

we've found somebody new, with experience.

the voices in my head whispering it's because im not good enough. and that i've never been. i can say i believe, for a fact, that that's not, at all, true, because i know i did a fucking good job. that, you cannot take away from me.

even so, he might and probably will be better. i guess that's what they call experience. i concede that he might be more effective than me and i should just be happy with lesser burden to bear.

we might as well let them adapt sooner rather than later.

perhaps i should admit i'm selfish with a capital S, to want this to continue. perhaps i may be the only one to want this to continue. that's life she said to me.

i could only see her forcing a consolation smile to me through my now burning eyes. i knew i should had just walked away when i heard my own voice crackled through my repetitive but s.

what happened to the intern who felt underused and slightly ignored? he became his chief's male secretary.

forgive me for waking up every morning saying to myself i am making a difference. am i really that wrong? remember this-- God helps those who help themselves. but dear, you gave up on yourself. how is blaming me going to make things any better? it doesn't, because that's not the point. it's never the point.

for me, i could just walk away like nothing ever happened. and i should. and be glad that they will be in good hands and that they have found a new scapegoat.

the thing is, i'm convinced that they wont be in good hands, at least not as good as mine.

monday? what monday?

oh monday. i didn't even get to say goodbye.

its a choice they say

2008-07-14T00:57:00.002+08:00

for what its worth, i believe after all we've gone through; the effort and time and heart and thought ive given to you were out of the purest intentions and meant at least something for me to keep faith in you. and so i keep telling myself. because i want happiness.

i didnt know

2008-07-14T00:51:00.003+08:00

now i come to know, the pain that refuse to fade away.
now i come to learn, the reality of this cruel world and its people.
now i come to know the person that you really are.

my heart

2008-07-14T00:38:00.001+08:00

it doesnt rationalize, it just beats. and the patience my brain has with it is just amazing!

you and i

2008-07-12T15:11:00.002+08:00

it has always been easy with you. i dont have to make an effort. i just say whatever i want to, which makes this all the more difficult.

how to straighten your hair in one minute!

2008-06-22T17:43:00.001+08:00

background music by uncle hiu.

did i ask why?

2008-06-09T00:27:00.002+08:00

because you will scare those poor people all away, and thats certainly not good for business, my dear.

fun

2008-06-06T01:37:00.003+08:00

1. shooting hoops into the night without the light on.
2. running half naked along the beach. no forget that. running half naked and screaming in the streets.
3. gossiping/bitching about you at nasi lemak mambau. yes you.
4. taking pictures/yelling hysterically in a public toilet.
5. burning good food into something edible but somewhat cancerous. and taking loads of pictures of the process of course.
6. jusco pool at 11pm even though its freezing cold.
7. scrutinizing your friendster/facebook album over and over again at foodtiam.
8. marking exam papers of students who pretty much didnt answer any of the questions. oh what a big circle!
9. making up stories about so and so and looking at your expression at the same time.
10. hugging a tree. no, wait! shopping for new kicks! nono. building up a sand castle. but wait, destroying it is more fun.

yada yada yada

2008-06-06T00:52:00.009+08:00

sometimes when you talk all i can see is your moving lips in slow motion. oh and what was it you were saying again?

trail tracks on the sand

2008-05-26T02:40:00.006+08:00

dragging my feet in the cold icy sand, staring at the distant stretch ahead, you follow closely behind nursing me with your questions. with a little help from the stars above, we make it one step at a time. playing a game of catch with the foamy brine, you were so afraid of the black water. with strokes of a twig you scratch out our names onto the shore, only to be wiped away eventually by the water that was already inching near. i'd threaten to abandon you, leaving you to the giant crabs and convince you that they'd somehow kidnap you underground before they had you for supper. i know it sounded silly and i think you realized it too, but still you believed it. just like how i complied to shout my lungs out at the ships a mile ahead although im quite certain we are really only bothering the surrounding neighborhood. and when you finally shut up, only the sound of the sea could be heard and its suddenly so silent that i'd rather you continued.

warm sand beneat my feet

2008-05-19T13:58:00.005+08:00

i'd give anything to feel the sun beating down my neck. basking in its warmth while i lie helplessly in my sand grave, without a care in the world. filling all of my lungs with the salty sea breeze at one go, then shout out your name into the bright blue sky as i exhale. we could dig up seashells or build up a sand castle. or maybe we could just leave foot trails until sand becomes earth. the rumbling sound of the waves crashing onto the beach playing the rhythm of our heart beats. you could hum a tune as we brace ourselves for the orange sunset, our knees in our arms. the gentle wind sending the dead leaves afloat in the air and eventually onto the ground, at the same time, soothes through your hair. i'd give anything at all.

no particular reason why, really

2008-05-02T19:29:00.004+08:00

she scoffed at it, thinking this was some kind of mean joke. everything i thought i had building within, each ounce of confidence; the practice in front of the mirror; the pep talk i'd give myself each time; everything, crumbled down like a house of cards, at the sound of her snicker.

i kept a straight face. it took her some time, but she eventually realized i was serious. she asked why. why me? why now? why why why? she said she has to know the reason why. i felt bad because i think i made her feel confused, if not sad. now we dont talk as much. and it sucks.

losing sleep thinking hard for a while now, i think i figured out why.

conversations about everything and nothing at all; lying on the cold cold sand counting the big bright stars; side by side, we could be quiet and it will never be awkward.

no particular reason why, you see.

why? why not?

everything that i'm not

2008-04-22T17:50:00.001+08:00

if perfection is defined by how well you manage to walk in the straight line drawn by the stereotypical and hypocritical masses, then by all means, you are perfect.

call me up, tell me you miss me

2008-04-18T13:12:00.007+08:00

it's one of those cold and windy nights-- the curtains all blown up in a flutter and the strong breeze every now and then, leaves you shivering, leaves you in sought of warmth.

she snuggles up beside him-- his left shoulder now her head pillow. he moves a little.

"can we watch something else?"

he didn't make a sound, or blink an eye, completely ignoring her suggestion.

"wei! come on you cant be still mad at me." she jerks his arm a little.

turning as if to say something, he kept silent.

"i thought i told you, it meant nothing. nothing at all. it's over." she argues.

agitated by all the fuss she was making, he got up, in a motion so abrupt that she nearly fell. he tossed the remote at her, "watch all you want with whomever you want", finally speaking now. he storms out, but only to as far as the balcony. the raindrops were falling now as cold as ice. he lights up another and somehow hopes that the clouds of smoke would tell him what to do.

"hey you can sulk all you want but come on inside it's freezing cold." she didnt expect any reply though.

appearing to lose her patience now, she advances towards him with a determined look in her eyes. past the threshold of the balcony sliding door she trudged, taking baby steps slowly into his grasp. she hugged him.

"im sorry ok? but its over now. he's over. you're my baby now." she whispered.

he hugged back.

"really?" her warmth completely broke his wall of silence.

"yeah... promise!"

"and promise that you'll pick up next time, i got worried."

***

she reached for her phone in her pocket.

"oh my god, are you still there?"

"yeah, well, at least you were telling the truth, you were indeed busy."

the hang-up button wasn't exactly out-of-reach. in fact it would have been the easy way out. i guess it's just that i don't ever want to forget. forget that you are no longer my baby. or do i?

my honest opinion or something like that

2008-04-15T17:41:00.005+08:00

having worked for maxis as a promoter at their roadshow in jusco last week, i got a pretty good insight on how things work in this industry especially at this level in seremban eg different dealers and different sub- companies and the internal competitions and of course the competitions with the other caller operators eg digi and celcom.

of course i did my homework and took the initiative to look up my competitions. as a postpaid promoter, it was my duty to push and sell the "value packages/family plus packages" since it was our primary target. and so i studied the postpaid plans that celcom and digi had to offer. i've got to say all three operators have very competitive packages to put on the table.

which is the best, you ask?

well, like what i tell most of my customers, it very well depends on your budget and how frequent you sms or call. because truth be told, theres not one perfect plan with both its call and sms rates next to zero. everyone wants good services but at the same time they want to scrooge on their fees. typical cheapskate uncles would come my way and nose about but all they really wanted was to grill me on how screwed up their maxis signals are in some god forsaken rural village. i could have easily told him the truth-- that i honestly dont care if he had to make his way out of his government flat to get only 2 bars of signals. in fact, theres nothing i could have done about it, hey im not exactly the CEO of maxis(which by the way, wasnt very popular with a couple of my customers). but because i was wearing the green and white shirt and was given the responsibility to hold up our reputation, even if it meant getting low and arguing with them each time they say eleh, celcom lower-lah or maxis poh-chik or son, do you know where got digi top-up.

anyway, the point is that, as promoters or call me a salesman, we sell whatever that is given to us. and i have a lot to be grateful about as i thought that the actuarial scientists/package designers did a pretty good job. so good a job that maxis boasts the most economical family packages. but so did the other caller operators.

celcom, digi, and maxis. celcom, at first glance at their rates and you would think that they are actually not bad. but do me a favor and check your phonebook, tell me how many of them are using celcom. see my point? i think for them, it's more of a reputation problem. having said that, they are offering the widest 3G broadband coverage in Malaysia. widest. not strongest. digi on the other hand, dont have 3G services(yet?).

what am i using now?

im currently under maxis postpaid family plus plan, of course. even fixed the extra value thingy that allows me to sms my favorite 5 maxis people for 1 cent/sms and call them for 8cents/min. plus i get a 50% off on weekend calls.

who are my extra value 5 special people? you'll know if i call you up often.

i still take my hats off to digi, my first caller operator, to their mtv powerpack plan which offers free sms to 6 friends and family for a rm5 fee every month. but then i learnt how to make calls so i had to switch. what i am saying is that, it depends a lot on your personal needs. and while there isnt one perfect plan, maxis offers the most well-rounded plan what with free calls/sms es to family supplementary lines and next to nothing rates to your five favorite maxis people with extra value packages, and to top it up, with low reasonable rates to both maxis operators and to other caller operators.

they'd better give me a good discount for this.

dont look away

2008-04-14T22:38:00.002+08:00

holding his hand like every other time, only that this time she knew it was the last time. he could no longer look at her, hanging his head low. she makes a sound, but the words crumbling into sobs. he looks away...

wanting to touch her face for one last time, but it would only make this harder. he hesitates.

she wipes away her tears, trying her best to salvage what is left of her dignity and forces a smile with her cheeks of dried tears.

gotta go babe...

AAA

2008-04-12T01:49:00.003+08:00

now that's intelligent, you stupid purple dinosaur.

Garlic's revenge

2008-04-09T23:19:00.004+08:00

evil evil evil!

2008-04-08T12:57:00.003+08:00

this was why. so stop asking.

it's a virtue, they say

2008-04-07T17:38:00.004+08:00

people are already entering their sophomore year while we wait here like retards, not knowing where or when is our turn, or do we actually get our turns? getting part-time jobs and wasting our life lying around like tomorrow will always be there.

yes it's driving me nuts. or you can say im thrilled if you're all positive and yuppie.

life is too freaking short and this was the worst wrong choice i've made.

the wolf is hungry for redemption.

things you (wish you can) believe in

2008-04-06T16:58:00.008+08:00

cheesecakes wont make you fat if you helped or baked them yourself.
i exist for a bigger purpose than assignments and deadlines.
they say the things they say because they are jealous and urge the attention because i simply am beautiful.
reality is never as beautiful as fantasy. or is this my excuse. i know i am meant for big big things.
he made a mistake.
she's a loser.
one badminton session per week permits me to eat all the food i want and not feel guilty about it no matter what you say.
pillows are good listeners. sleep and tomorrow will be alright.
i look good in photographs.

honey, they tagged me!

2008-04-06T15:53:00.003+08:00

yes i have been tagged. go tell your mums and call up your buddies cause OMG- gaby has been tagged, for the very first time, thanks to jamie. she's so kind, no? heehee...

FIRST*

First surgery: head injury haha.

First piercing(s): my belly button haha kidding.

First best friend: he had 11 fingers and his father owns the stationery shop in town.

First award: singing?

First sport you joined: badminton.

First pet: a tortoise.

First vacation: australia.

First concert: linkin park03.

First crush: wtf. so personal! she chose the other guy. and he splashed water at me in the toilet to intimidate me.

CURRENTLY*
Eating: had chicken rice lor.

Drinking: had green tea.

I’m about to: play badminton lor later.

YOUR FUTURE*

Want kids: yes i even picked names already.

Want to get married: yes visit here to see if you fit within my dream girl criteria.

Careers in mind: tuition teacher/tormentor/phantom of the opera

WHICH ONE IS BETTER*

Lips or eyes: eyes.

Hugs or kisses: hugs.

Shorter or taller: taller.

Romantic or spontaneous: spontaneous.

Nice stomach or nice arms: omg forgive me for thinking they both come together in a package ok

Hook-up or relationship: this is a trick question.

Trouble maker or hesitant: trouble maker haha.

HAVE YOU EVER*

Kissed a stranger: do i look like some psycho pervert?

Drank bubbles: accidentally, might have.

Lost glasses/contacts: no.

Run away from home: no i love it here.

Liked someone younger: no.

Liked someone older: yes. i wonder where is she now.

Broken someone’s heart: accidentally, might have, sorry girls... ice creams? :P

Been arrested: no.

Turned someone down: NO! damn.. poor mei mei~

Cried when someone died: yes.

Liked a friend: i love all my friends, i watched barney when i was little.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN*

Yourself: i have to.

Miracles: yes, in football and in life.

Love at first sight: yes. she didnt see me though.

Heaven: yes.

Santa Claus: yes and presents.

Sex on the first date: wtf.

Angels: yes they re all around and above us.

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY*

Is there one person you want to be with right now: yes and no. go figure.

Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time: no.

Do you believe in God: yes.

TAG (5 people)*
1.Quek
2.Garlic
3.Yinsan
4.Leelee
5.Zhihan

apart

2008-04-02T23:49:00.003+08:00

take care and smile.