To DAY

August 29th is the date,
This blog is a day late,
The big day for our day,
Hope everything she wishes is in her way.

May the day start with happy sunny rays,
May her worries turn out okay,
May her sorrows and sadness fade away,
Wishing her a very happy belated birthday. :)

Blogging Block

Something is in my mind but i don't know how to put it to words. There's a wall there... i cant see pass it.. and its blocking my flow of words. Has type and retype.. but i just cant form the words & fill the page.

Anyway, today is Saturday but i still have to work. Lucky for me, hit my target rather early today, and looking forward to sleep early tonight. I'm really depriving of sleep due to staying up to read the Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown. It was a great book but left me wondering how true was it. He was able to relate things and it really seem real cos i don't really know the actual story. Perhaps there isn't any "true" story. But think i shall not elaborate further, or this friend of mine would knock me saying that i try to influence him to buy the book. Hehe.. so i shall be good.

Whatever it is, tomorrow is another working day, at least for me...

The bus ride home...

The journey is rather long,
The bus is not helping with going something wrong,
My tummy has already started to sing song,
But my food volume is definitely not strong.

Evening has come,
Hours has past,
A little cheers for the bus,
It has finally come to a short halt.

The stop is bad,
For stalls are scarce,
The choices of food is lack,
Even the drinks there are rare.

Arm with water and bread,
Back to the bus I dread,
The bus continue to drag,
This makes the trip rather slow and bad

KL, please come quick,
Water has begin to drip,
From the top of the bus,
Wetting both of my feet.

Finally Maybank is in sight,
With Puduraya on my right,
Though the bus ran all its might,
I had been traveling from evening to night.

I am finally there,
After 8 hours of nightmare,
One thing for sure which I do not dare,
Which is - to take this red bus again even for a cheaper fare!!

From home...

For the ever first time... i am posting a blog from home.. in an internet cafe.. with a malay lady sitting next to her boyfriend (i presume) and surrounded by the majority population in Malaysia.

There are lots of games poster on the wall with astro - cartoon network channel in front of me. The most significant is..i am in this internet cafe that i have never been before and it of course, does not sell/serve any coffee.

Also, while typing this, i am hoping that it does not go illegal operation & go off.. has happen twice already in the mere 15 minutes of use. Hehe.. so this is still how Malaysia's online services go. Can't really comment a lot on it as i did not surf the net while in other countries. However, one thing for sure... you can access internet free from hotels in Korea while internet cafes in Cambodia are like mushrooms... blooming in every corner of town... sporting signs showing USD 1 per hour and things like that.

Home... reached home at 1 am this morning... had a good rest... home cooked food - steamed fish that i had not had for i dont even remember when, soup... ah.. laksa... ais kacang..
I foresee me hunting for more food in a very short while.

Only would be home over the weekend.. so very short... but still has the reluctant feeling of returning to work each and every time.
Till then.. see you back in KL

Photos of Siem Reap, Cambodia

Well, as promised, here are a few more photos from Cambodia :)

The blog on this - Restlessocarcinoma leading to…. my first 7 wonders

Perhaps...

Perhaps it was said out of courtesy…
Perhaps he didn’t really mean it…
Perhaps I have misunderstood…
Perhaps…

I could see the reluctance…
I could hear the hesitancy…
I could sense the unwillingness…
I could feel the irritation…

Perhaps I have outstayed my welcome…
Perhaps I have crossed the boundaries…
Perhaps I was wrong…

Perhaps it’s time to back off…
Perhaps it’s time to shy away…
Perhaps it’s time to get out of the picture…
Perhaps…

The Taboo Word

Actually pen this down a week ago, didnt really have the time to post it then. Do not have the heart to post this blog right now but since already pen it down before hand.. might as well..
though it does not reflect how & what i feel right now.. not even a little, not even at all
Anyway, here it is....

Well, all the whild i've known that the word is rather unpopular. Once you mentioned it, ppl would usually response in a , "Oh, so which company are you in?". those who tried to say sympathy would go, "its okay, as long as you earn money, anything is a job." Closer friends and the more witty ones would jokingly go, "Eh, don't call me so often yah."

i still remember that when i initially started working, i practically have to tell everybody that i dont do the slaes part perhaps not allowed to anyway.
Let me "illustrate: the situation in a clearer picture...

Scenario A:
the other day when i was having dinner with my colleague, an old friend whom she havent seen for a while called her - after telling her friend what industry that she was in, she continued with the defaulted, "dont worry, i'm not selling it." Meanwhile, i just grinne... hehe... she needs to do that too. ;)

Scenario B:
things are further proven yseterday when i went out with my 2 sisters. we were all talking to this person, lets call him A.

A: what nature of business are you all in?
my 2nd sis: construction
A looked impressed & look at my elderest sis

My elderest sis: computer
A: good job opportunities

then A turned to me... er.. well, i was a little hesistate to answer, rather trying to find a more welcoming yet related wrod to describe the nature of business that i am in. NOw both my sisters were looking at me too, probably wondering as to how i'm going to answer.

i looked at A and uttered out a word. He looked at if i spoke of the unspeakable and his eyes turned soft, speaking the common, "its okay, as long as you earn money, anything is a job." ;)

my 2nd sister then told him that i am not involved in any sales aspect but all had passed & i was given the "look". Hehe... perhaps next time, i shall probably answere that i'm in the medical line... well, in a vague, subtle way. ;)

by the way, if you still dont get what was the unspeakable - it is just a plain INSURANCE

Tomorrow

For you nite..

The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow
There'll be sun!

Just thinkin' about
Tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs,
And the sorrow
'Til there's none!

When I'm stuck in a day
That's gray,
And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin,
And Say,
Oh

The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may

Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love ya
Tomorrow!

You're always
A day
A way!

The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may

Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love ya
Tomorrow!

You're always
A day
A way!

Things could be worse

Read this in last Sunday Star, after reading it… I laughed out loud and was thinking - why didn’t I ever thought of writing this kind of letter to my mother. Well, in any way, this is a good article :)


Things could be worse

A mother passing by her daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed nicely made & everything picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped prominently on the centre of the bed. It was addressed, "Mom".

Fearing the worst, she opened the envelope and read the letter, with trembling hands:

Dear Mom,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with dad & you.

I’ve been finding read passion with John and he is so nice – even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard and motorcycle clothes. But it’s not only the passion, mom. I’m pregnant and John said we will very happy. He owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too.

John taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and we’ll be growing it for us, and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.
In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so John can get better; he sure deserves it!

Don’t worry, mom. I’m 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Some day, I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

Your daughter,
Julie


PS Mom, none of the above is true. I’m over at the neighbour’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are tworse things in life than my report card that’s in my desk centre drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home

Honey, I shrunk my head!

Serious!
Yesterday was like the most adventurous day of my life. Having had to experience my head shrinking. And my brain probbing at its maximum. My eyes had interchanged. Its right eyeball and left eyeball seemed to have a mind of its own. "Let us out! Let us out!" they seemed to shout!
The alien that was living within the core of the brain seemed to be playing paint ball. Shooting its bullets, or rather pins all over the head.
I ran and ran....in searching for the antidot. Frantically, almost turned into madness. Can't sit still. Eyes had gone to its limited temperature! Insane! Insane!
Nite offered Uphamol - instant relief? Nah....it isn't working.
Felt like banging the head onto the wall to crack open the skull. Take out the brain and gave it a good pull! Dig the alien out and gave it a good spanking! Soak it in Dettol, Dump it in clorox, alcohol, whatever....get the pain out of me...
Like Armageddon. Like Core. Like Deep impact....I search of my saviour....where is the world is he?? I was prayed over. The alien rebuked. Commanded to come out.
Exhausted, I fell and sleep...
The alien seemed to have scurried away during the night. No more playing paint ball! Hooray! What is left is the mess it has done in my head. Like The day after tomorrow....it is back to square one. If the alien ever comes back and attack, I'm ready for it....I have my acti-fast panadol with me now.

Unknown

I have frequent a supposely hygiene place but one might think it house more bacterias than you could ever think of more often than any time of my life these days.
Not that i opt for it.. but there are things that you just have to do.
There are things that i didnt foresee i have to do.
There are things that i didnt think would happen... as it seem so little, not tempting enough
But funnily, it still does. I am not too sure what exactly happen.. but to give benefit of the doubt, perhaps it is due to concern, its of greed.
I dont know..
really don't know.