Yes, I am fully aware that it has been two months plus since 2010 has arrived, but so what if I am a bit slower than the rest of the homo sapiens, right? Basically, that is what I am…

Although 2009 has  some sweet and darling memories; it also bore bitter and bad experiences as well: mainly of what happened when I was out with Mimi and April and the other incident that happened after I met up with BK and Mimi… Both of them has their significant impact on my life: Like what I told Tze Kang before, sometime you just do not learn until you have experience that specific event. Sometimes, you need cruel facts to adjust to reality and that is what actually shape to the person I am now…

Now it is week number 7 of 2010 and although it might be a tad late, here are my resolution for this year: For now I only have that of the work force…

1. Be efficient

2. Learn faster (or try to learn faster)

3. Build a system that is in my current status of simplicity in mind

4. Always improving myself

La noche oscura

Está tranquila, también triste  

Sólo la luna está conmigo

escuchando la historia de mi amor…

En silencio, el amor se paseó

También se desapareció

Deseo llamarle muchas veces

¡No dejáme!, ¡No dejáme! 

Pero mi voz desapareció

Sin previo aviso, una lágrima se cayó

Como la perla que volvió a su casa…

Y como una gota de lágrima,

mi amor salió de mi vida

Pero como el mar,

se hace una gran parte de la vida mia, de la memoria mia

Para siempre…

¡Adios, mi amor!

World is getting smaller and smaller

Usually, I am the person people notice first before I do them… it is not as if I am prettier or more outstanding than most people, it is just… erm, maybe I am more recognizable?! LOL ^^ Anyhow, yesterday was my first time noticing other people; and it is no other than my St. John senior way back from high school. Back then, I was close to a fistful of seniors and, sad to say, did not keep in touch… So imagine my surprise seeing her there… My guess is that most people who came from my high school all clamber over my workplace to work, not that it is not great… But, that would also means the world is getting smaller and smaller…

Almost got caught in an entangled memory

I went for a meeting earlier yesterday. When I was on my way back from the conference room, I nearly stumbled and there was a high possibility that I might have sprained my ankle; it did not happen; however, in that split second, I was pulled back into the past when I attended two friends’ church for Christmas celebration two or three years back. I did sprained my ankle then and it triggered a trauma within me… As I was back into reality, I could not helped but shudder… brrrrrr…

Bloodsuckers Attack!!!! (>_<)

The battle still raged on. Hopefully, they can all be exterminated before end of chinese new year… Keep it up!!!!

I consider these two days hectic and way extreme. It had been years since we are so enthusiastic about something. We even planned out the colour and features we might want for this coming Chinese New Year (CNY). LOL… We started around yesterday morning, buying the linoleum that we had previously surveyed. At first, I wanted wood for the living room and carpet for the bedroom; however, my dad detested wood, he said, and his eyes were upon stones. Luckily, the linoleum which he had his eyes on is not thick and I get to have my choice – a greyish-bluish carpet-like. This time round, we started with the bedroom. That was easier than what we had today. We changed the planning of the furniture and it became spacious: the double-decker was thrown away, studies separated between a computer desk… however, we need to buy a bed for my dad fast as he is in pain without a bed. He cannot sleep on the floor anymore… 

Today, we continue our plan with the living room. This is definitely harder than the bedroom, no doubt. Boxes were thrown away (sometimes my mom tends to be such a box collector), clothes too and other stuff. We managed to have 3/4 done; my brother is some sort like “only words and no action”. He kept coming up with unpractical ideas which seriously needed revising and then after a few minutes, he was gone. It is the same for today. That is why my parents are so frustrated by him. He just could not cared less… Before I left the house, my brother came back and was speechless (or you can say sound like a crow too as he keeps saying, “ah…ah… ah…”like a crow. Well, you (my brother) did not came into the picture when it is in process, so I guess you are not entitle to criticise anymore, right?

The result is remarkably fantastic. I like the outcome of the linoleum. The colour is just so tempting, like the green grass on a river bank, just that this is in greyish-bluish type of grass… ^^ It was not 100% done when I left, but hopefully it could be paraded just before CNY… Happy Chinese New Year to everyone!!! ^^

It just happened recently… however, as forgetful as I am, I forgot when it happened. Perhaps it is not  a bad thing: all embarrassing and nasty experience wiped away so easily. Haha…

Anyhow, I am always the first to use the bathroom in the wee hour of the morning and in my current residence, there are only two tenants, including me. So she was in the bathroom at that time, the door closed while I was preparing my breakfast happily at the table near the living room when suddenly my housemate’s door shut itself an “Bam!” goes the door. I nearly jumped and thought that she might had some company the night before and so spent the night over here… but… it was just too quiet after that. Then, on that same day, I was mopping after coming back from work. Humming a happy tune, I lived in my world when suddenly I heard something sang back to me; well, sort of like an eerie sound…. You cannot imagine how my heart beats oh soooooo loudly!!! (>_<)

Later on, I asked my housemate about the morning incident whether she opened the window… and thankfully, she said yes… however, I did not told her about the evening incident… I dare not… but then again, there is nothing… right?

I was going to write this yesterday; however, I aborted last-minute as I suddenly do not remember what to write about. Haha… Yes, that is one of my characteristic – forgetful… LOL ^^

Anyhow, I actually detested my shocking yellow backpack. To me, the colour was just too gaudy; I prefer lighter colour like light blue, in general, light everything. Or perhaps something dark like black, dark purple, even red purple or maroon. That I can accept. I also love shocking pink and shocking yellow, but in the right places or things, but never backpacks… So when my dad gave me an ultimatum, well, I was only able to accept it.

The first few days, I kept looking constantly at the gaudy colour and felt uneasy. After awhile, the comfort came over me. Although it was gaudy, it was comfortable and practical, like a good husband could be, I guess. Haha ^^ And sometimes, I do not realised I was wearing dark attire which is fatal as I cross the road every morning. And I suddenly recall that its colour shone so bright that the drivers could see me, or at least my backpack floating over… Well, there is a possibility that the driver might mistake me for a ghost and skidded past me; but, so far so good. Maybe I do not look like a ghost after all…

The lesson I learnt: sometimes we come across a person we dislike or feel awkward; but once you get used to it, the uneasiness and discomfort just dissolve. Also, never ever judge a backpack (a metaphor) by its colour… ^^

Friends around me always say I am truly blessed with the gift of attracting mostly, nice people around me… Yes, considering that, I am pretty lucky, eh? (smirking) One of those people is Tze Kang, a big brother of mine now. We met in Friendster and although I never seen his face (well, he tried to say which one is he in the pictures; but, hey! You just could not see anything in a picture whereby the background is quite dark, right?) Anyway, that was three years back then. We even managed to meet up with a chaperon of mine (Saw Imm). It seems such luck that he was a final student here in USM and after meeting me, he left for his hometown in Kuching, Sarawak. We still catch up nowadys, sharing stuff… but, psssst (whispering) now he has a girlfriend, so things might change in the future. LOL

Then, there was another friend who I accidentally met two years back, when I joined a community service called “Xia Xiang”. I was on my way asking for donation when he asked for direction. He was a tourist from India and his name was Sam Paul. On the first day we met, he too had met my mother and sister. That seems the funniest and perhaps most awkward situation that I had ever been, but I am glad it happened as such. The next day, we went to the Batu Ferringhi beach together (he was so keen on the beaches of Penang) and had tons of fun… Then, he left…

And today, I met a very kind colleague of mine, which (whispering) I do not recall seeing her before… she offers me a ride in. Of course, I was suspicious. Remember that “no talking to strangers” advice? And after being snatched and mXXXXXXd, I just could not offer any more naïvety now, right? She convinced me and I took the ride…

From those experiences, I must say that… indeed, I am truly blessed ~~~~~

Now that Dicey Business is over, I can focus solely on National Geographic already… Hehe…

Today’s episode was ”Terror of the talons”. My my, apart from ostrich which might have a brain small as a pea, the predators that come in form of bird are simply remarkable. There was a bird who definitely uses its brain to get what it desires: sort of like “Einstein” in the bird kingdom. Even lions could not beat its intelligence. This is the Egypt something something who uses rocks and slam it upon eggs to get to the essence. How amazing is that?!

Then there was also a kind of falcon who hunts in the midst of thick woods in areas which are narrow . The precise  manipulation of its wings are just extraordinary. There is also the Merlin falcon, if I recall the name correctly who like its cousin, have great stamina. Even when they are preying on smaller birds, they still have the time to taunt until the smaller birds with a shorter stamina collapse and made the mistake of their life.

Besides that, have you heard of a boxing bird? Well, it was definitely my first. The only animal I knew before this who can box is the kangaroo… Haha ^^ And oh, how it can box and pounce. Repeatedly hit at the same spot with its long and slender legs, it sure spell death even for a reptile as poisonous as a cobra! Yes, this bird loves to eat snakes!!!

Other than that, there is also a bird who can stretch out his legs for one meter and wiggle it about for almost a rotation to get to the food hidden within a small hole. How cool is it? Even the notorious vulture is no bad itself. With the strongest beak in this kingdom, it could get to the juiciest meat in seconds!!!!

Hmmmm… Mother Nature sure is full of surprises… Just plain impressive!!! ~O~

It was heartbreaking to watch today’s episode. A person who hardly cry (me) had tears brimming and fallen. How could the friendship of three friends turned out like this? Is relationship such a fragile being: easily being lured off by fortune and fame?! Kiu Ching Chor lost everything that he had before and sidetracked to the darker side of himself – doing evil and vicious crimes to reclaim what he considered his: Even to kill his own friend, Wing. Although Wing is not killed at his own hands; yet, he suffered hell because of Chor. Knowing fully well that if Wing is not sent to the hospital, he will die of massive blood loss; still, he asked Wing to endure two more days so that his plan would be realised and only then will he send his friend for medical aid.

Wing, a person who cherish friendship like life itself sacrifice everything for his friends. Being the middle person, he always feel bad and indecisive upon who to help in order not to ruin their friendship. Alas! His attitude of brotherhood was not reciprocated; instead, death awaits him. How injustice can it be? All his life, he sacrifice his whole world for the sake of both his friends, Chor and Cheung… he did not even had a taste of romance… and when it does comes into his life, it was quickly swept away and replaced with death… Upon his death-bed, he still wished that time reversed itself when all of them will gather around having steamboat and beers. That scene is indeed heartbreaking…

I am recovering, but the hurt is still there… Yesterday I went and buy groceries with my mom. It has been two weeks and it is definitely boring stay cooped up in the house for such a long time. So off I went and everything went well until we went to buy some biscuits right below my flat.

The lady looked at me as if I am some infectious slug waiting to pounce on her. So what if I look like a sesame biscuit at this moment? Is it my fault being in such a state as mentioned?! At that instance, I think I can relate to those who suffered during ancient eras whereby cure was still unavailable. Isolation in a tiny hut faraway from other living and healthy human being, fending off any danger lurking nearby and living on tree barks and raw potatoes… I bet most died due to the pain accumulated in their hearts: disappointment of being deserted, heartache of being treated as if they are some hideous creatures…