.: You and I Both :.

This song was kinda old way back in 2002, sang by the very talented singer Jason Mraz in "Waiting For My Rocket To Come". Very nice lyrics so thought of sharing... Listen here

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.

See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
And if you could see me now,
Oh love, no
You and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore, mmm...
And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
And if you could see me now
Well I'm almost finally out of
I'm finally out of
Finally deedeedeedee
Well I'm almost finally, finally
Well I'm free, oh, I'm free

And it's okay if you have to go away
Oh just remember the telephone works both ways
And if I never ever hear them ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that's okay
Cause I'll remember everything you sang

Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm almost finally out of.
I'm finally out of, finally, deedeeededede
well I'm almost finally, finally, out of words.

.: Consequence of stubborness..... yet awesomeness! :.

Went to CK's house on the 13th day of CNY when he was having an open house party.. It was basically a home arcade centre --- Living room is a big Nintendo Wii wonderland and dry kitchen has become a PS2 xtreme land. And there was a setup bar serving some awesome drinks- different kinds. Made full use of his house. =P

So I was drowning in the xtreme land as the Dance Party is in the house. Did 118 combo ( an entire song!) Yes.. very cool.. And hmmm, a bit of pain at the ankles. No worry! Oh wow next song, here I go! After few hours later, I guess I'd burnt much calorie for a day, perspired and tired so I finally take a longer break. With more alcohol down the stomach! Only then I realized hey everyone seemed to go home already. My ankles, didn't feel right. But I was too tired to even care... Left the arcade centre 10 past 8.

Soon after that, heard that KL marathon is coming. I didnt participate last year so this year I wanted to do something "great". Half marathon is really something great for me -- cause I've never taken a serious one in my life. Very excitingly I gotten my new New Balance running shoes!
Very nice! very good in running. Alot of room @ the front part, you can play piano with your toes inside while wearing them (imagining?). So I began my morning jog just around my neighborhood. The only drawback I have is the smokes from cars and school buses - unless I get up REALLY early, say like 6am and start running? But most of the time I only kicked myself out of bed near 6:30am --- that's when I REALLY want to jog.

And, my ankles did feel abit not right. But I thought it's small matter, so, shrugged and keep jogging. Felt nice after a morning jog - So refresh! Didnt care much on the little torn feeling at my ankles, still. So, I went to driving range, did long-hour shopping in heels, jog, etc. And never really care to take a serious look at my ankles.

Not long after that, just past weekend, I've gotten my dance shoes!!!
Aren't they pretty? Without wearing them I'm already imagining I dance like pro. Hmm, sexy. Give it a right turn, and a left! And back break! Mambo ....... and yes I attended the 6th class of Beginner Class. Pretty much a dancer already (I see you roll your eyes ....:P ) . Abbie warned me not to attend the class when I mentioned to her about my ankles. CK wanted to fetch me to seek medication. "I couldnt afford to miss a class!" So, stoned head went and made her fabulous turns and steppings. Felt good after class, didnt feel right on the left ankle. We still visited CK at his house, had a slice of his out of oven banana walnut cake..... Yummy... :) Forgot about the pain, I played hoolla hoop at night!

So this morning when I got down from my bed, I couldnt step fully on my left ankle. "Oh shit.." Already knew what Abbie & CK would say so I'll just wore my armor and carried my shield to let them hammer me with their sarcastic tongues. CK still brought me to seek medication during lunch hour.... like a guard he asked more questions than me.

"Rest about 2 weeks ya?"
"Can I er... wear heels for erm, 2 -3 hours, you know, wedding dinner's coming"
"Er.... well I supposed okay.... " Didnt hear what he said after that. "If can, better avoid doing so"
"Can she, you know, attend to her dancing class?"
"Huh? Dancing class? Ballroom dance is it? Well er... well you caaaaaaaaaannnnn" There I didnt hear what he said after that..

"but better don't." CK heard that.
"Anything she can't eat?"
"I'll give you a list later, dont worry". Si fu is very busy rubbing my left ankle, and keeping his eyes at my face, reading my facial expression as if he's not rubbing hard enough. (felt like crying already)

"Aww it's not that bad! I maybe already recover on Friday!" For once, something that I have passion on, and now somebody tells me I cant do it! Like a kid I bargain.

But.. well, that's what happened when you didnt seek treatment early enough. But no regrets at all because the 6th class was JUST TOO AWESOME!!!

Well, not that bad after all eh? Don't ask how I shower though. =P

.: Lucky :.

I'd met 2 wonderful person about 2 months back. So eagerly I want you all to know how lucky I am. =)

She, has such a clear, crunchy voice, sometimes way too cute that makes me laugh. Eyes turned when she walks by because of her wonderful charisma. She has these lovely eyes that took all that attention when she talks. Very idealistic lady, strong character and very infectious! She's spoiled to the rotten but she too spoils the people around, it just makes her friends want to cuddle up with her when see her. Not to mention she's so full of energy at work, protecting and pay full respect to her peer colleagues as well as bosses. POSITIVE vibe--- best to describe her, period.

He, who has a constant confidence aura around him from head to toe. Quiet most of the time, but don't get him to start talking. (Didnt mean you're naggy hehe) Rationality is the word to describe, not the best though. Seek moderation in most of the things he does. Full of respect to the people around him. Persistent on the things he WANTS to do, and enjoy every little reward from them, be it big or small. I wouldn't describe him as ambitious, but he grabs hold of every opportunity that comes along which benefits not only himself but the people he cares about. He never take people for granted cause of what he has been through. CONSCIOUSNESS --- amazing and strong character he posses.

Didn't even imagine how I'd be picked up by their mercy hands and being nurtured with every single effort they can think of.

Just as life gets to the lowest point -- Her care and constant attention kept me closely with her. She pulled me back when I withdrew, even a slight one. She shed the tears on my face, heard me when I called out to her even in the middle of the night. And then her piercing words never stop penetrates my heart with cruel facts which intended to slap me to my senses. He taught me to again find interest in myself, and start to value my own values and opinion first. He let me just go explore my preferences, to know my ownself again as I've been forgetting who I was in the past 2 years. He let me feel the joy from doing the things I like to do, which is supposed to build confidence in myself again believing I am actually not bad, after all.

Their advices all sounded familiar as series are using them on TV all the time... But I haven't heard them the way I should at first. Not until lately, things started to be clearer. Acceptance of what had happened is something really not easy. But I'd learned to do that. To forget should be my next step and move on. I move slow, they wait. She may stop at my pace and take a break with me. He gives me some small rewards if I get few steps forward.

Just how wonderful the connection could be. People around you whom you may not even realize how they truly value your existence, when you're in deep shit. It just proves 1 thing - Life surprises you when you least expected it.

A friendship like this, I'd never in my wildest dream ever imagined. Words unspoken but understood with the exchange of some smiles and actions. I guess I'm not actually losing at the stake of life, but I gained a whole lot more if not for what I'd been through.

Chun Keat , Abbie - my 2 angels ....... and devils :)

.: Story - last episode :.

................ the past 2 months of a life journey seems to be a life time. I fell, I crawled, I'm on my feet again now, getting ready to step out to embrace again what a life that I'd once abandoned.

Nothing beats the shock given from the one who means the world to you.
Nothing beats the cut from the one who you thought is the safest to rely on.

There, some story that I started... I have idea to write again, and end it.

"Sailor decided to sail out to seek for more adventures, alone. Pushing her back to her land. Trembling on shocking knees, he is all she saw behind closed eyes. Weather changed, green hills become fields of mud, birds stop chirping, the sun hid from her glare. Flood in her eyes it drowned every single heart beat. Music on the ship was still playing in her ears as she watched the ship set sail further... She, however, rooted on the ground.

Exhaling her last breath, she closed and opened her eyes. Nothing's left around her. No more blooming daisies, no more crystal clear river water. All she sees in is in gray. No mercy on the pain she feels on every inch of her skin, no passion on any melody she heard from nearby town. Her stomach is growling but she tastes no food. Her lips are cracking but no dew drops she could swallow. She sent her voice to the sailor. Saying everything they had for him to turn back. But the ocean fetched him further by his order, tossed the old self away he now breathes new. Greedily he moves forward, sucking every familiar essence from the breeze he had once felt.

Leaving her with herself licking her own wound. A once possessive woman now left nothing to call as her own. Fairies come by to blemish the scars that she got. Angels stayed put to make sure she recovered.

It was never meant for an earth divine to fall for a sailor. She went against the destiny , changing her living to adapt a life with him. Rode the waves, sang the songs, dimmed the lights. When the journey ended, it's tragic to accept the reality. When everything has come to an end, the end will then have a new beginning.

Wonder how many days later... her cheeks once again felt the warm from the sun that has long gone. "

.: Yes, if I were... :.

If I were a boy
Even just for a day
I’d roll outta bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted then go
Drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I’d kick it with who I wanted
And I’d never get confronted for it.
Cause they’d stick up for me.

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I’d be a better man.
I’d listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
Cause he’s taken you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it’s broken
So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone

I’d put myself first
And make the rules as I go
Cause I know that she’d be faithful
Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home)

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I’d be a better man.
I’d listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted (wanted)
Cause he’s taken you for granted (granted)
And everything you had got destroyed

It’s a little too late for you to come back
Say its just a mistake
Think I’d forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

But you’re just a boy
You don’t understand
Yeah you don’t understand
How it feels to love a girl someday
You wish you were a better man

You don’t listen to her
You don’t care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
Cause you’ve taken her for granted
And everything you have got destroyed
But you’re just a boy

.: This love weighs 50 men :.

"Teardrops On My Guitar"

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's just so funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

[Chorus:]

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause

[Repeat Chorus]

So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.

.: Lost and Found :.

I saw it from afar.. I walk to it slowly disbelieving with fear of what I saw. It could disappear anytime now. I reach out and I hold it in my hand. After so long I feel again the warmth it gives to my heart. Suddenly my heart retracts and I take a breath. My eyes watered ....

"I thought I'll never feel this way again.."

Still doubt of the belief that swung by when it has gone for some time.. It was once so close to me but I lost it. Will it go away again?

I put it back down and walk away. Still as it stayed when I turned around and check.

"Maybe.. it'll stay this time." When it does, I'll call it my own.

.: .... :.

I take another chance
take a fall
take a shot for you...

And i need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothing new

I loved you with a fire red
Now it's turning blue..

.: Howdy!! :.

Alright... I know it's been a LONG time. Busy busy during daytime, busy with game at night. Then realize oh my look at the dark rings just below my eyes!!! But yet don't wanna sleep more. Hope my body is taking up well.

I've been invited to 1 wedding dinner in Nov, 3 in Dec ... what the... I mean congratulations to the couple! Sincerely! But..... well the dinners in Dec are so close to each other! Is it a really good year to tie the knot? Hehehehe... You will feel it when you come out and the topics your old friends keep talking about is how they got themselves register, where is the best place for registration, which restaurant offers the lousiest package, which bridal shop is the most expensive, and to the preparation for the wedding, the husband of my friend even non-stop speaking on the phone to work out his guest list. I'm so out. Haha! The only question that relates to me is "When is your turn?" ...

Things have been okay so far. I'm working out a plan to celebrate my darling's birthday nonetheless! :)

.: Reflection of the 1/2 :.

Lived the half year 2007 without realizing it'll be soon reaching to the end, again.
I term my 2007 as a growth of my new form of living. Basically because I now have a different role to play and a different person to become.

What happened to me?

I'd never thought that I'd one day change who I am. How many of you do actually have this idea in the back of your mind that constantly asking yourself if you are good being who you are... would it be not good enough? The question is, enough to yourself? Or to other people?

I've become more patient. Particularly because I need to be or I'll continue living in misery. "Just hold on, it's gonna be alright. You will see it." .. This sentence calms me.

I've learn to become more understanding, particularly putting myself in another one's shoes, and not by just thinking about myself. I am still, learning.

I've become more initiative, particularly in planning and taking action to realize it, which I can see the difference after actions taken.

I've become more ... hardworking in terms of with-holding the relationship which I say I appreciate very much. Words cannot describe and can never tell enough how much I mean, I hope actions do. If you want something to happen, you have to make it happen.

I've learned to love. From only receiving and less giving, I learn to give now. Some say giving could feel much bitter than receiving, I felt it. But think about it the other way, I am happy I am able to give. I may never get the chance to feel the way I feel now if he never appeared.

I've learned to look at things in a round way. But it indirectly has brought me the risk of sitting on the fence because it is hard to conclude if you look at things from many angles. Too many possibilities. Find the fairest then. Trust what my heart tells me, should be helpful.

Thankful it has become somewhat a different year to me.

.: Symbol or Show-Off?:.

Heard from a colleague lately about proposing to a girl and he bought a ring for the proposal. Apparently, the ring for proposal is different from the wedding ring.

It needs 1 ring for proposal, and if the girl says the 3 big words "YES I DO!", he will need to buy another ring (2 rings! one for himself!) to be known as THE wedding ring..

My eyes widen when I heard that, not to say I didn't know and I think I've heard it before somewhere... (just admit I dunno-lah!!!), I was like " HUH!! Really?" And I immediately thought of how much should it cost for a wedding, be it a presentable one? Then the girl can have 2 rings! Hmmm think about it, if it's gonna be an engagement, will it be 3 rings in total? If the guy is well-to-do, the girl can have 3 diamond platinum rings for making the vow!

I mean.. I'm not sure about you girls, some of you may curse me from the back of your voice that I am stupid for making this post, but is it necessary? It is ALL BERRY VERY SWEET to have the love one to propose to you with a beautiful ring, and both make the lifelong vow with a different ring. Is this the tradition? Or have the brands misled the public for god knows how many years?

I admit that we all dream to have the perfect & romantic proposal ever, NEVER MIND if the wedding is such a havoc but the proposal MUST BE ROMANTIC!! So next time we can tell our children how their father proposed to us with the cheeks blushing and the eyes glowing with tears of proud. And also tell to our friends how our boyfriend propose to us, paused in the middle to expect "Wowwww!" "Waaaaahhh!" "Oh my goddddd that's soooo sweeeeeeeettt!!" etc response with us having the biggest grin of life on our face!

And during the wedding we thirst for blessings from every single souls we know, recognition from relatives which is gonna make our parents proud, and whenever they talk about our wedding next time, it's gonna be "Wow you know her wedding is such a grand one! Her parents is SOOOOO proud to get this son-in-law!!!"

(As you see I begin to day dream)

My point is.. there are times when we can dream of the best, but also can try to be understanding if it doesn't turn out to be the way we want. If your guy is not well-to-do, is it really important to be assured with the brightest visible diamond that topped the platinum ring? Would you be happy if he spent almost half, maybe all of his savings just to give you a wedding that you're gonna remember and envied by the relatives and friends for the rest of your life? The ceremony is important, the whole meaning behind it is important, but, to be able to build your life together afterwards and be proud of each other for the rest of your life, and be determined of the life partner that you've chosen, for better or worse, through sickness and death, through success and falls, and you're gonna love him/her for the rest of your life, isn't this more important?

.: Warmth :.

Walked alone in the rain yesterday after getting off LRT... A slow walk may seem to be perfect, but having the worry of getting sick, I just put on my earphone, and took light & fast steps instead.

Along the road I saw traffic that were there to pick up children/wife/husband/parents etc... I was glad I didn't call my mom to come pick me up or she'd have stuck there forever..

Was troubled by some thoughts, a walk in the rain perhaps can help me think better. Slowly I realize my face was wet. After crossing a junction I had to stop under the traffic light as it was green, I couldn't possible cross the road without getting honked by maddening drivers..

I was still under the traffic light after few minutes, I wondered what would they think sitting in their vehicles, comfortably.. My mind wandered off with the lyrics "What goes around, comes around .. " I could already imagine the nagging from mom " Why didn't bring umbrella... Why didn't call me.. " bla.. Consciously I looked to the back, no one. I was relief. You gotta be extra cautious living in the society as such nowadays..

Just when I started to wonder when will it turn red, a shadow sheltered me. I looked up and saw a familiar face, couldn't help but gave him a smile - my brother held the umbrella above of my head. He pushed me lightly, with the usual-typical sarcastic tone he said:"Is it so cool to walk under the rain huh?"

We walked home together..

"Wait lar! Dont walk so fast I can't catch up!" He complained.

"Dont bother! It's okay!"

.: Understandable .... not :.

I have this doubt since morning and I just can't figure out why people will behave as such - which I encountered this morning in Star LRT.

It happened like this...

8.05am, the next train arrived at Bukit Jalil Start LRT station. As usual, I stepped into the train when doors opened and found a spot where it fits 1 person. It's the end of the deck so I lean on the wall and face front while people are sitting on my both sides.

Side track: Why I'd say it fits 1 person. Now, the civilization of mankind has come to a stage where "privacy" is something that everybody asks for in any place, including lift, bus, train. The minimum SPACE that everyone seeks for from stranger is as minimum as few inches apart from each other, and it could be as comfortable already. So, the 1 person space is what I prefer as I think it makes me comfortable, and I won't be in anyone's way to get into, or get out of the train. I wouldn't mind standing side holding the hanger as long as the person next to me, or in front of me, of behind of me respects both of us enough to try not making me feel like she/he is trying to molest me.

Okay, story continues.

8.15am, train arrived at Taman Tasik Selatan station, 2 girls came in, aged around 12-13 y/o with a sister(I guess) accompanied them. One of the adolescence came to stand next to me, and she's not skinny, she's quite a plump girl, so I moved 1-2 step to the right giving her space wondering why she still wants to squeeze in. Another 2 girls were in front of me. This girl who's next to me asked her friend, a specky skinny girl to came stand with her, which made 3 persons standing in a place that fits for maximum 2! And having 2 persons already making it strange enough as there's no space in between already! And that friend really stepped in and squeeze in between me and the plump girl. And I had to take 1-2 steps to the right some more, and now my right leg is actually in between of the legs of a sitting guy. I wouldn't know if he's feeling excited or feeling strange, he just looked down and reading his chinese comic book.

Feeling weird enough, this 2 girls didn't seem to feel anything wrong. Specky little girl was holding an article printed from school/home, teaching the plump girl. And she sang, I think. Some islamic story as I peeked. Don't get me wrong I am equally excited and even felt glad that they are very interested into the learning as you don't see many teenagers like that around anymore! However, being as stubborn as I am too I didn't give in and just let this 2 adolescences take my place! I even doubt and took extra cautious on my phone in my pocket - you never know what people are up to nowadays.

For some seconds I thought I am invisible to them.

Their sister asked the specky girl to come out and stand near her when she got a place to sit after few stations. And I thought "oh good! At last!" as I know she must have understood the girls were making me uncomfortable. Though I've got my Justin Timberlake jamming my eardrum I could figure out that the specky little girl said something like :" nah, I'm fine,I can lean on the wall" What? HELLO~~~~?

Alright... alright.. giving up the thoughts to feel hesitated yet want to make them feel they shouldn't have done that, I continued standing on my spot until my stop. I got out at Masjid Jamek station carrying the thought of .. strangeness. Perhaps when they're older they will understand the need for some privacy and the respect to keep a minimum distance, even at public place.

.: It's a small small world :.

Have you been to tourist spots where they consolidated the world's famous spots and made a park full of them? And you "tour around the world" in 1 1/2 hrs and making sure your cybershot never miss the 7 wonders of the world?

What is it like when you're in a park like that but instead of places you see, it's the people you meet?

Never thought that playing a virtual game, make it Online can somehow bring people together, greet each other, or hate each other unknowing how they even look like! Does this eliminate the discrimination by race/appearance? It doesn't matter how beautiful/handsome you are, once you behave like a bitch or a jerk you are recognized as that.

Eirinn:"I can't resurrect. They are camping me!"

Gundisalv:"Just hang on. Now this adds on to our vengeance ain't it :)"

It's a virtual world, people might say. BUT yet the virtual person in the game reflects the personality of the player directly, they can be any of these:

Knowledgeable and wise,
funny and comedic,
passive and introvert,
petty and hateful,
self-centered and greedy,
strategic and skillful,
un-responsive and selfish,
control-freak and dictatorship,
leader and follower,
And the list go on and on .......

Player 1:"I die one after another resurrection! There are just too many around in a sudden. Can somebody help me!"

Player 2: "Lol.. face problem"

Player 1: "Hey! I ask for a hand and I got **** response?"

Player 3: "Chill mate, he was just kidding, don't be so emotional!"

Now, words as simple and you can never hear a person saying it can actually make you happy or provoke your anger. Ridiculous you might say. But that's how powerful wording is.

Game as such attracts the attention of parents. Mine nagged plenty when we first got hooked up to the trend and now compromised, even stood behind me watching me pawn mobs, or got pawned. Guess they understand this is one of the ways to know people and see more personalities that we don't normally see, be it in the family or work place.

"Oh man!! I took the wrong route!" I sighed. "Now I have to run from the top of the map till the end!"

"Haha, why? you didn't understand the map?" Mom asked.

"You see, here is where I'm supposed to go, and here is the shortest way. But why didn't I see the whole map is surrounded by mounts and I can't get through it" I explained.

"Awwwww, pity u...." Bro added sarcastically.

"Shut up..lol" I said.

She giggled and walked away.

I can't agree more that somehow it teaches, it is not merely playing. You learn when you play and you can find out there are people like yourself, or the total opposite. It's like a mirror to yourself when you see people behaving like you. Don't be surprised when you actually dislike that person. Take a thought to it and realize some ugly sides of yours are discovered by yourself through the mirror.

Game like this is not meant to play alone, if you don't like interaction, or can't take the insults positively thrown by the enemies, play offline game instead.

Karlx: "Old Mc'Donald have a farm.. Eee Aaa Eee Aaar Yo!!"

Gundisalv: "There he is."

Eirinn: "Hey I thought you still need some Yeti Fur." A heartily reminder while summoning Pinto.

Karlx: "Yup!"

"Okay! Alterac Mountain it is .Hey you shorty don't get pawn when you get down here!". Gundisalv mount to his war stallion.

Karlx petting his panther:"Eee Aa Eee Aar O!!!Shorty ain't me! Clemex! Get out from the Ogre's tummy! We gotta go."

Clemex:"zzzzzz"

.: Publishing the Talent :.

Congratulations on KeeYin making his own blog just yesterday 31st May 2007--

"Within My Vision of Just Another Blink" pinned the title. :)

Talent born un-wasted, I'm sure he will share with you all a more informative & thoughts storming, exotic & mind-teasing, comedic & heart touching entries which will leave you a space to ponder.

Go on, leaving comments to his site as he will making more entries in the days to come. Criticisms are welcome. Debate if you disagree .. this hunk likes stuff to be hot. :)

Essence of Blogging & VMY2007

Writing for a passion, anger management, seeking views, exposing your thoughts to the infinite public, bitching about your boss, traveling tips, food, life, etc etc, blogging?

Today was an exceptional frill free morning, its 11.52am and I am enjoying my coffee on a gloomy morning. Side tracking my superiors, I am browsing through pages of information and tons of research on my coming project, while viewing The Star website.
I stumble upon the following, worth trying?

The AllMalaysian Bloggers Project

The AllMalaysian Bloggers Project (AMBP) is an undertaking of the folks behind the AllMalaysia.info website, all of whom believe strongly in the freedom of speech. The objective of this little project is to gather ALL Malaysian blogs under one umbrella site from which (potential) readers can find the various blogs by theme. – Quoted from http://allmalaysia.info/visitmalaysia2007/am_blog/default.asp

Please surf the site for more information, I don’t want to get sued for Plagiarism!

For YOUR information, this is Visit Malaysia Year 2007, so stop your plans on Bali, Krabi, London, LA, Goldcoast and seek alternatives in Redang, Perhentian, Sipadan, Kuala Lumpur, Kota Kinabalu and perhaps Malacca.

Most of us would always think how many countries we have not visited in our life, but how many of you all would safely say that you have been to all of Malaysia’s Best, and I think its safe to tell you places I have been to, cause myself have not been to a lot in M’sia, but heck, why are people coming to see and live beautiful Malaysia and even seek as a second home and us not living the beauty? The following are usual M’sian excuses of Holiday:-

“I am so busy at work, I don’t even have time for Spiderman 3”

“No Money laa, you think I got money tree arr..”

“I planning to go overseas”

and I can go on and on, the list follows…

“You go ahead and plan it, than let me know the time”

“duut….duut…duut… no answer wan”

I think you all are catching up with my point of view on the 101 reasons we can provide. Don’t have time and fund to go Sipadan, go Port Dickson lorr… Don’t have time and fund to go Mount Kinabalu, go to a rock climbing gym lor..

Reasons/excuses are mere sad reality we hide behind, when we are too engrossed into our daily life. Link your blog and go Holiday now!

Dawn of Froustmourne

Chapter unfolded, destined realm of Froustmorne.

Beyond the silent town of Northshire, deep into thee woods of Elywnn Forest

“The vineyard has been take over by the defies brotherhood”

Eirinn: Ding! (Blizzard and Fireblast)

Gundisalv: Congratz! Lets move to Westfall.(Holy Light, Devotion Aura)

Eirinn: Contested territory, for horde we shall meet.

Westfall is underattck!

Year 2007, the sentiments of ancient war craft, blood of fictional tribe, and the continuous battle of among the Alliance and Horde pro-longs. None other than death one shall meet when meet upon thou tribes. The culture, belief and tradition follows, no Horde shall leave Alliance in peace, and no Alliance will permit Horde to grow.

Should Blizzard hire me to do their opening trailer write-up?

Yes, I guess most of you would have known by now, we are currently indulge in the post-Ragnarok era and pursuing our voyage in the World of Warcraft. A whole new experience I must term this exceptionally well-refine MMORG title.

The induction

Gameplay was exceptional as you have more quest which comes with rewards, rather than boring grinding (a word for hardcore experience gaining). Items are soulbound, thus no one would be able to get rich just by playing and hunting more, unless you are talking about mobs-drop gold. Now the headache, 100 Bronze = 1 Silver, 100 Silver = 1 Gold. Tell me bout the value for WoW Gold there. My say is, if you enjoy gameplay and value artwork, and of course you are looking for a MMORG title, than this should not be missed!

The Tribe

Excellent! Everyone is ready to help Anyone in need, all you need to do is A S K!

The Gold

USD13.99 for a month if you subscribe for 6 months, not bad of a fee if you find it interesting, and of course if your partner doesn’t make a fuss out of you glued to the monitor for 48 hours without sleep.

The Dawn
Many say that this game is already at its end-game whereby Epic armour are widely used, and starting the game would be a suicide. I would say 50/50. Mature gameplay yes, suicide? Depends on how well you play.

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I shalt stop here now, or my Mount would need to wait.

Gundisalv: Where shalt we head.

Eirinn: I need bloodscalp ears.

Gundisalv: To Strangthon Vale we move before dawn, and proceed to the refuge camp.

Eirinn: My mount awaits me.

.: Never alone again :.

It's been a while since my last update --- well it's quite a long while :) Been thinking back about the past few months and realized life is never an empty shell again. I feel fulfilled with a living is like this, knowing where I am heading to and enjoying the present while planning for the future.

New job - from a cozy lazy chair moved to a bigger place surrounded with noises and terms that I'm half familiar with. Learned the skill that acquired me with requirement of the world - well not the top of the list but it's got me to this new place. Will continue the learning as it fills one's soul and mind. Enjoying the learning, certainly enjoying new faces/friends. Miss the time with ex-colleagues though and very glad that I've sincerely kept them as friends, and most certainly will always keep in touch with them.

Quit a 3 years domestic relationship and hop into an international ever popular "friendlier" hottie :D Lolz.. I'm talking about my new toy World of Warcraft (WoW). Playing in Frostmourne realm, a human mage together with Kee Yin, who's a human pally. Anyone interested to join us? Rock on!

Notice some changes in myself which I'm quite satisfied and keep me firmly on the ground. Feeling more confident although new job that requires some impression does gimme some butterflies in the stomach. Used to think perhaps some people have some luck in their life that things they want, they can always have them easily. But now I'll believe for everything that you hope for, if you just sit there hell yeah they ain't gonna come to you automatically. Most importantly never take things for granted especially people whom you thought they will always be there. And when you finally treat someone whole-heartedly without hoping for returns, you'll realize the returns will find you and overwhelm you without you ever expected. =)

Full of philosophy, bet you know them without me even mentioned about them. 2007 is soon come to the half ...spend it well :)

.: A Step Forward :.

Two people who grew up in a different background, different education, different surrounding, which brought them up having a different mindset, different perception, different idea, different concept, and they now want to share everything they can with each other. From a mere admiration to a yearning to have and to hold, expecting the one whom they claim for their own to understand while the rest of the world doesn't, sometimes do bring frustration and doubt, especially when the understanding isn't to the level that both expect.

Set sail off the shore they've been traveling for a distance. Hardworking as the sailor always be tends to be quiet and just do his job, silently hoping what he does will bring a better trip for her & for themselves. At the same time, he who works hard for almost everything he does, wants to give the best of himself to the world which makes him work even harder and expecting her to understand while everyone else does not, though words have been less spoken. A Quiet worker he is. This conclusion of hers..

It isn't hard with anyone else, but this soul that She's following is one that makes her helpless at times. She's afraid she can't catch up. He's exchanging heart where words are too shallow to express, while she needs to see it.... Eagerly she follows tightly, trying her every way to try to understand, making up reasons that make sense to her.. And she becomes nostalgic. She gives, for all the time she believes in giving... Yet now she wants to know if he feels the same. IF he does why isn't he doing the same? She began to expect returns. Unbelievably she has become someone she don't adore. So much so of giving true love? Her insecurity has annoyed him and started to think will he gradually destroy a wonderful soul she once had. Nonetheless this is the last thing in the world she could ever think of.

Missing in communication? Is it so difficult to have an understanding between them? What's in the sailor's mind contrast with the mind of an Earth divine?

But what they work towards is just as simple -- a world they live in, withholding each other through ups and downs, happy and sad. The questions she threw drown him more than the feisty wave he encountered, ridiculously. Forceful and making him uncomfortable. What's not there to believe? What's not there to trust?

She's been so silly.

Perhaps what she needs is to simplify what's seem to be complicated.

And now she wants him to know, He shalt never think he would destroy her, for whatever that happened has made her a better person.

"True love begins when nothing is looked for in return." -- Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Innocent, Naïve Souls Processed.

“7.35am to 1.00pm , 1.35pm to 6.35pm” Rinnnnnnggggggggg!

Cries of 7 years old, eyes of watchful parents, lunchbox, school money 50 cents? 80 cents?, canteen aunty uncles with fierce looks, school buses, junk food, haunted toilets, canes, physical education, Vitagen & Milk ordering are merely thoughts we could recall during our days of primary education. Fears, anxiety exerts the feeling we have rather than joyful moments as most of the pupils of Malaysian Education are bulk with torrential bags filled with text books, homework which are measured in Tons! But these are the things that we ponder most from our childhood education where all we do is “Bangun Pagi, Gosok Gigi, Minum Susu….”. All we need to do is make sure we attend class and do exams, apa susah!

“You Monsters, Keep Quiet!”, “Good Morning Class”, “Can I have your homework handed to the front of the line”, “Take out your hand!”, are merely quotes that we are frequently bombarded with. Those whom have failed to adhere to any of the above quotes are subject to severe punishment. Kids let me introduce to you the torture to you for the next 6 years, The Rottan (High quality, durable, environmental friendly product and comes in assorted sizes, usually found in Pasar Malam, best used on thick skin lazy students “hand and buttocks are usual favourite spots but not restricted to!”) 9/10 of us and have taste the feel of this incredible creation of mankind, and the 1/10 is either a drop out, or has highly sensitive skin and prescribe by the doctor that is not fit to be cane “impossible laaa”! So let me see, my record of canes was 20 hits on the buttocks for not passing up ANY of my Art Work for the whole Standard 4. Yes it was in September that than, so I had to go home subsequently and made Chinese New Year Cards, Draw topics related to Merdeka Celebration, Hari Raya and Things of the past, How irrelevant is that! Kena Cane already still have to do, thus lesson is “Thick Skin So what”!

Social competition such as Cleanest Class Competition, Dirtiest Class Announcement was than introduced to our senseless mind, Cooommmon how many of you all actually mop the floor when you are 7-9 years old. When mopping means flooding the class, arranging tables represents building of fortress “Pssst.. anyone experience Accidentally pulling up a girls skirt while turning the chair upside down”, the Blackboard wiping sprint, and Most Horribly the Window Pane Wiping, this are chores done DAILY. I only wipe my window once a year, and I don’t put my chair upside down at home! Imagine turning the Sofa Upside down on your Glass Coffee Table and break it. Singing Competition, Story Telling Competition, have you represented your class before? Where is our Stevie Wonder and Mariah Carey? Hey common, we are watching American Idol and it was a talent search, we also have talent search watttt!! during our Primary Days! But how many of those Gold Winners ended up producing albums and acted in Blockbuster movie.

Than we are introduced with the Days, Teacher Day, Children Day, Sports Day, and most importantly Schoooool Holidays! Those days than always have Nothing to do with books & 35 minutes of boring teachings, we used to love those days don’t we. Don’t get me wrong, I Still love those days and still hoping….praying… that the Government of Malaysia appreciate our Gifted Teacher, Future Malaysian Idol, Akademi Fantasia and Olympic Players and declare a public holiday over it! My reason you might ask, simple…. I am a Malaysian!

How about games, missing the game of 1-2 zoom (Still widely use as a tiebreaker these days), Guli (That speaks of how we got Gold for Lawn Bowl at the Commonwealth), Police & Thief (Potential industrial players), Galah Panjang (Snatch thief problem), Chopping (Violent!), Pepsi-Cola (Ankle breaking contest & Used widely in soccer games), are only some I could thought of those innocent days, and NOW you all tell me who say we are CHILDISH!. Free things we get during our days like dental, badminton and basketball court are a thing of the past which many did not appreciate than. Shame on You! Now go to a dental, they charge you! Go Book a badminton court, they charge you! Did I tell enough to make you miss the fun days?

Favorites of all, the Canteen! 50 cent a bowl of Mee Curry or Soup? 10 cent to a buck for an ice cream? How about Mamees that taste better in those days! 20 minutes, we manage to gallop down a hot bowl of mee, have a keropok, and eat an ice cream? Wow, we are definitely in for another Malaysia Guniness Book Of Records. The question is, than why do we need 1 hour to eat now? People tell you 20 minutes eat and go back to work, we tell him, You Crazy, This Soup is Hot You Know! Did our heat resistant drop? Or are we gonna give them the reason of indigestion, and recommend the government to extend the recess time of the kids at school? We used to run to canteen to line up for food, but why don’t you all run to the hawker stalls now? No wonder Malaysian are getting obese! Remember the last time you met a primary mate, and you gave him/her the look and say “Wow, good life la you! Prosper so much already!” and when we turn back, we tell our mates/boy/girlfriends, He damn Fat Already, last time he is very skinny you know! Argh Malaysian!

Nothing seems an obstacle to 12 years old and below, till primary 6. The ultimate test UPSR where still send a chill up the spines of many 12 years old (Do they still have that thing now? And How Many of You all still remember, what does UPSR Stand for?). That is when the term “Burning Midnight Oil” came relevant, but nahh I didn’t study hard. 2A 2B 2Cs was the grades, I liked them mixed.

“The Aunty Smart Daughter got Straight As! You know, So Smart la her!” says your mom. Boring Boring Boring, but did she excel in computer games! I did!

“I know how to Operate a computer, mummy you don’t know, so I smarter than you is it!” Of course I didn’t say that!

The moment I walk off my last day of Primary School (SRJK © Puay Chai) I am sure I was heavy hearted, best friends (How Many of Us Still Hold It Together, I do.. Ray till today we are still good friends), farewell day, emotional pupils merely made we walk faster out of the building I accommodate for the past 2190 days (including weekends and school holidays).

So how many of you have read and felt the sentiments of our childhood?

“Slap!!!” get to work la!! Think so much, you think I pay you to direct “Back to the Future is it”