Many words I want to say
Things that I want to convey
But it all stop at half mid way
And has harden like clay
There's an invisible wall blocking
Words formed continue crumbling
I don't know where to start patching
Blogger's block Type II - I am having
But hey, can still write, you argue
Yet cant potray what I think and feel
Thoughts are saturated till can kill
All cooked up at the brain at a stand still
From Sherlock Holmes to The Alienist
Of Agatha Christie to The Alchemist
Books I read to increase my vocab list ;)
But everything is still vague like mist
I need to flow it all out!
Otherwise blogging is just not therapeutic enough!
Please help me to reduce this "brain crowd"
Now I've even run out of word to end this poem of doubt
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Friday, April 15, 2005
Get A Life
Been sitting here all day long,
Work seemed growing, it is wrong,
Social life seemed deprived,
A small voice whispered, "Get a life"
Productivity and quality needed uplifting,
Target needs achieving,
At times I don't know what I'm doing,
"Get a life!," that voice seemed to be shouting.
Seemed to be stuck infront of the PC,
Looking at the monitor till eyes blury,
At night still work not completed clearly,
"Get a life!," the voice shouted loudly.
Things will continue to pile,
From 1 to many files,
Time seemed to be running fast,
Up my hands I cried, I give up!
Unless I have 4 pairs of hands, which I wouldn't,
I might complete the work soon, which I couldn't,
Work will still need to be completed,
But I will not work myself exhausted.
"Get a Life," the voice said,
Quality, purpose and restful life I craved,
Work equals Life, not an equation to be derived,
"Get a Life!, Get a Life, Get a Life!!"
Work seemed growing, it is wrong,
Social life seemed deprived,
A small voice whispered, "Get a life"
Productivity and quality needed uplifting,
Target needs achieving,
At times I don't know what I'm doing,
"Get a life!," that voice seemed to be shouting.
Seemed to be stuck infront of the PC,
Looking at the monitor till eyes blury,
At night still work not completed clearly,
"Get a life!," the voice shouted loudly.
Things will continue to pile,
From 1 to many files,
Time seemed to be running fast,
Up my hands I cried, I give up!
Unless I have 4 pairs of hands, which I wouldn't,
I might complete the work soon, which I couldn't,
Work will still need to be completed,
But I will not work myself exhausted.
"Get a Life," the voice said,
Quality, purpose and restful life I craved,
Work equals Life, not an equation to be derived,
"Get a Life!, Get a Life, Get a Life!!"
Monday, April 11, 2005
The Story of Kampung Attap
Do you know where is Kampung Attap? If you don’t know, you would probably err, sympathize a bit with me. If you do, then I figure you will laugh a real hard. Well, me? I would tell you that I have heard of it but don’t know where it is till over the weekend, 2 days ago.
Thus, I name this post – The Story of Kampung Attap. If you ask me, I’ll just tell you, I have never been to Kampung Attap, and it sounds to me like some kind of Bandar Baru. Also when I was staying in Setapak, I would pass it to go to UM. That was all I know about Kampung Attap and it never bothers me not to explore it out. Anyway, well, the day to explore further came. I was duly informed that it was responsibility to declare my income. By the way, the slogan was “Tanggungjawab Anda”. I was told that there is one IRB branch in Kampung Attap, supposedly the nearest to where I stay now. Well, I only heard of it, never knew where the dot is on the map.
My sister’s friend was so helpful that he gave me this direction – you are heading to KL, with Kuen Cheng Sec School on your right (across the road). At the 2nd exit, showing Istana Negara and Kampung Attap, turn left & up the exit. Follow the road till the end and turn left. The road actually leads you down and then turn left again. Go about 300 m and you will see a police station. It’s further down the road. The building is just there. Well, simple enough, thought I just drop by on my way home after going out with my friends at Bintang area. Fine.
After having a hard time looking for a photocopy machine in the happening Star Hill, to cut the story short, I found it and rushing to IRB at Kampung Attap before it closed for the day. It was about 4+ in the evening, closes at 5 pm daily. Well, I was on from KL, passing through Lok Yew heading to Federal Highway. Passed Kuen Cheng but nope, no U turn found along the road. I went all the way till Old Klang Road for U turn!!! Then followed the route given by my sister’s friend. Well, I found the place. He gave a good direction. But imagine my shock when I reached there. I saw the Koperasi Polis right in front of me and a white building that so reminds me of the Chinese Assembly Hall on my right. The place soooo familiar. Never mind. Went up the building and er… trying to settle my stuff (can’t say it’s settled cos I have to go at least err... 2 times more to see the guy there before completing it).
After coming out of the building, wanting to go home… found out that I was at LOKE YEW, the same road that I passed by on my way to look for Kampung Attap. I passed the building right under my nose but went all the way to Old Klang Road just for U turn!! Crap. Why didn’t I ask the exact location? Why didn’t the person tell me where exactly it is? Why didn’t I ever notice that the place is call Kampung Attap? Grrr…
Thus, I name this post – The Story of Kampung Attap. If you ask me, I’ll just tell you, I have never been to Kampung Attap, and it sounds to me like some kind of Bandar Baru. Also when I was staying in Setapak, I would pass it to go to UM. That was all I know about Kampung Attap and it never bothers me not to explore it out. Anyway, well, the day to explore further came. I was duly informed that it was responsibility to declare my income. By the way, the slogan was “Tanggungjawab Anda”. I was told that there is one IRB branch in Kampung Attap, supposedly the nearest to where I stay now. Well, I only heard of it, never knew where the dot is on the map.
My sister’s friend was so helpful that he gave me this direction – you are heading to KL, with Kuen Cheng Sec School on your right (across the road). At the 2nd exit, showing Istana Negara and Kampung Attap, turn left & up the exit. Follow the road till the end and turn left. The road actually leads you down and then turn left again. Go about 300 m and you will see a police station. It’s further down the road. The building is just there. Well, simple enough, thought I just drop by on my way home after going out with my friends at Bintang area. Fine.
After having a hard time looking for a photocopy machine in the happening Star Hill, to cut the story short, I found it and rushing to IRB at Kampung Attap before it closed for the day. It was about 4+ in the evening, closes at 5 pm daily. Well, I was on from KL, passing through Lok Yew heading to Federal Highway. Passed Kuen Cheng but nope, no U turn found along the road. I went all the way till Old Klang Road for U turn!!! Then followed the route given by my sister’s friend. Well, I found the place. He gave a good direction. But imagine my shock when I reached there. I saw the Koperasi Polis right in front of me and a white building that so reminds me of the Chinese Assembly Hall on my right. The place soooo familiar. Never mind. Went up the building and er… trying to settle my stuff (can’t say it’s settled cos I have to go at least err... 2 times more to see the guy there before completing it).
After coming out of the building, wanting to go home… found out that I was at LOKE YEW, the same road that I passed by on my way to look for Kampung Attap. I passed the building right under my nose but went all the way to Old Klang Road just for U turn!! Crap. Why didn’t I ask the exact location? Why didn’t the person tell me where exactly it is? Why didn’t I ever notice that the place is call Kampung Attap? Grrr…
Monday, April 04, 2005
Signs To Tell That I'm Desperate...
For a pair of shoes
- It rebel and gave up on me... the heel literally coming off
- I used UHU and cellophone tape to seal up the gap every night and it make weird sound when i walked
- I limped to the extend that I was afraid I would forget how to walk without limping
- I walked bare-footed even on weekdays
- I kicked start my bike in extreme carefulness, in case I aggravate the gap
- I refuse to go any where on weekdays after office hour
- I woke up early in the morning on Saturday just to go shopping
- I stepped into each and every single shoe shop available in Sg Wang even the ever crowded Vincci
So there, if you ever happen to see me shopping, frantically, alone. Please be merciful and note that I've been limping the whole week. When I did walk a little less limping, I had shining cellophone tape, making squeeky noise accompanying me every single step :)
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