Thursday, April 30, 2009

Spare sometimes reading this..

It is not written by me.. But, it is a worth-read story. Some of you may have read this inspiring story. You may want to read it again.. hehehe..

Jerry is the manager of a restaurant in America. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would always reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"
Many of the waiters at his restaurant quit their jobs when he changed jobs so they could follow him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was always there, telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! No one can be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, I have two choices today. I can choose to be in a good mood or I can choose to be in a bad mood I always choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I always choose to learn from it. Everytime someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I always choose the positive side of life."
"But it's not always that easy," I protested.
"Yes, it is," Jerry said "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice.You choose how you react to situations You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. It's your choice how you live your life."
Several years later, I heard that Jerry accidentally did something you are never supposed to do in the restaurant business: left the back door of his restaurant open one morning and was robbed by three armed men. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him.
Luckily, Jerry was found quickly and rushed to the hospital.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released fromthe hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body. I saw Jerry aboutsix months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Want to see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place.
"The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, after they shot me, as I lay on the floor, Iremembered that I had twochoices: I could choose to live or choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared?" I asked.
Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me. I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the Emergency Room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'He's a dead man.' I knew I need to take action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything."
'Yes,' I replied.
The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Please operate on me as if I am alive, not dead'."
Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day you have the choice to either enjoy your life or to hate it. The only thing that is truly yours that no one can control or take from you is your attitude, so if you can take care of that, everything else in life becomes much easier.

Internet dating guide..

HAhaha.. Believe it.. I am trying it out.. Who knows? As the old saying goes, you will never know not until you try, right? Hahaha.. It seems that I would not find that someone in real life. So, let's see what the wonder of cyber space would bring to my life.. Let's start the ball rolling.. Anyway, I find this verse very powerful..

"When loving someone... never regret what u do... only regret what u didn't do"
If God brings u to it...He will bring u through it...

I wanna love a gurl this much!! Hav fun reading.. Taken from somewhere..

From the very begining, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background,& that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"

As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence. After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.
The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.
One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......
The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.
During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,'s still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone.Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.
With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.
With a new environment, the girl learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.
A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.

When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her.
He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let mehave the chance to be your voice. I Love You.
With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.

Living this paradoxical life..

We hate people who talked behind our back,
But we ourselves did.
We hate people who refused to co-operate,
But we ourselves did.
We hate people who procastinated,
But we oursleves did.
We hate people who showed us their long face,
But we ourselves did.
We hate people who showed us no respect,
But we oursleves did.
We hate people who talked bluntly,
But we ourselves did.
We hate people who criticized destructively,
But we ourselves did.
We hate people who did not get their work done in time,
But we ourselves did.
We hate people to leave us clueless,
But we ourselves did.
We hate people to come to us only when they are in need,
But we ourselves did.

Human will always be human.. They would hardly realize that they and the others that they despice are pretty much the same. So, it would be wise to have a really good look at yourself, as closely before you begin to talk about somebody else. Have you ever done anything that you never like people to do to you to ohers? If you do, Keeping mum would be best because your comment does not bring any weight. You would make yourself a laughing stock.
Practice what you preach, please. Do not do what you don't like others to do. Honour yourself and do not make yourself look foolish. Have a sense of self-respect. People would lose their respect entirely if you are just a talker. If you think that others annoy you the way you irritate others, do not be mad. You have no reason to be mad unless you did not do the same nauseating thing to others who care a hell lots about you. So next time, be mindful of what is about to come out from your mouth. Your words may be your own greatest enemy. It is a tragedy if you do not know your own value. Even more tragic, if you hardly know yourself and believing that you are after all a good guy who did not do all the bad things and only seeing others committing theirs.. Let me pat your back "Dude, learn to really SEE!" Chow..

Unpardonable noise

Some people can sleep in a noisy environment. Some can sleep with the light switched on. I can't sleep not until the silence goes deafening. Not until I am blanketed by the darkness. Not until I can only listen to the sound of the crickets. No matter how sleepy I am, shall any of these condition is violated, I would end up roling uncomfortably on my bed.. Sheep counting would not help as well if that is what you have in mind..
Can you imagine at 0100 hours or perhaps 0300 hours, inconsiderate people absurdly turn the music on loudly that the whole UKM could listen to it? And suddenly, when you are in the middle of your sleep, a motorbike passes by with its loud engine. Gosh!!! Even sickening, out of the blue, someone's slamming his door that would cause you a heart attack.. The glaring light from the street would add to my misery. Why must these happen when I am in need to make myself comfortable on my not-so-cosy bed.
Even if someone is whispering or giggling or gasping for air at the other end of the other room, at 0200 hours, everything is audible.. Your voice would be multiplied by I don't know how many times.. And YES!! The stupid PALAPES who enjoy honking in the middle of nowhere!!! You moron!!!! You foolish, brainless PALAPES!!!!!

Come on people! Things like such should not happen. At least if you have an average common sense. Asking for forgiveness would not do much. What I need is your consideration and your thoughtfulness. Hey, it's early in the morning and if you are an owl, maybe those around you are not! Keep that in mind.
Sometimes, I feel like bringing up this matter to the responsible individual. So that their damn speakers are taken away and being confiscated. I do sometimes feel like insisting on the establishment of a rule that all motobikers must turn off their engines when they are inside the college compound and drag their motorbike to the parking lot like what was done in SMB Chung Hua.
I want a cozy and sound sleep. Something that I earnestly need. If I am deprived from it, the next day would be bad. I do not think that I am being a demanding jerk here. All I need is people to learn to respect one another. But, it's hostel though. what else should I expect.
Luckily, I have a roommate who understands my wants. Sap would turn off the light
and reduce his music when I go to bed. And in return, I would try to accommodate his need too. Unlike Robin's and Ash's, if my roommate is like theirs, mental aku kelak!!

An exciting adventure at Masjid Jamek

I know, I know.. I don't like this place.. What then brings me here? If not for the dearly missed and deeply loved family of mine, I WOULD NOT go to Masjid Jamek. It is so crowded and always jammed with thousands of people of all walk of life. However, I guees this is the only place that shall provide me a reasonably good bargain and definitely has a lot in store.
I bought a lot of things here. Nearly spent half a thousand ringgit. I bought kain for my sis and my aunty Catherine, 2 batik for my pa and one for Adrian, a blouse for my mum and a shirt and a T-shirt for Arthur, my pet Babun.. Angel? I bought her two lovely gowns already..
I have actually bought something for each of my prized family member before. And, to be honest, I am on a very tight budget. Ahhh.. It's ok. I am not spending unnecessarily. it's for my tresured and cherished family.
I can't wait to be home. Can't wait to see them.. Can't wait for Gawai. Roughly a month left before home.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A day of five-star comforrt at Mandarin Quality Hotel.

It was like living in a fairyland. It was indeed breathtaking. Everything was gorgeous and in place. I thought I have found an assylum. I was so mesmerised and spellbinded by the exquisiteness of this hotel. It is very splendour and magnificent. It is hailed as the most elegant hotel that I have ever been to by my personal yardstick.
I was actually spending my 2 enthralling days and one grandeur night with my cousin Jeremy who is here for a course conduced by the Shell consultant. I made it a commitment to see him after completing Dr. Salleh's final paper. So, there I was in KL Sentral and in seconds, I was already in KLCC all the way to this beyond-my-expectation hotel.
I went window-shopping first at KLCC as I arrived a bit early. Sale was everywhere. Owh, gosh!!! Shoot... No, no, no, no!! Not another t-shirt, Walter. Yours is piling up already. Perhaps, one for my brother and another one for my brother-in-law? Maybe something for my mom or shall I grab a thing for my sis too? What about Angel? My dad as well.. Owh yea, Aunty Catherine too. Yeah, that will do. I went checking the price out. Little have I thought that the price were absolutely reasonable. It's KLCC by the way!
My stomach was growling.. Food was next. Where at, huh? The food court or the fast food restaurant? I then ended up at A&W, trying out their famous Connie Dog Combo. Emmmm.. It's yummie. Done with my meal and it's nearly 5 p.m. I shall now make a move to the hotel.
The lobby... Hmmm.. Oowwkeey I guess.. My cousin was not there yet. Being new to the place, I decided to walk around first to see what it might offer. Not bad.. Slightly overrated. Ahhh, it's fine.. I was not going to pay for this place anyway. Hahaha.. Finally, Jeremy was there and directed me to his room straightaway. It was at the 20th floor. The tallest room that I have stayed in so far. He unlocked the room and Geeezzzzzzzzzz!!! Despite the humble-looking lobby, the room was just the otherwise! I felt like running and jumping on the bed, eih, two beds!! Damn it!! The room is indeed a reflection of urban, sophisticated and luxurious lifestyle. I love everything about the room. Every single thing. The LCD-screen TV with superb home theatre system, the awesome view from 'my bed' (KLCC is there standing tall right in front my very eyes), the gorgeous bathroom, the magnificent mini bar. I would definitely spoil and indulge myself with my new-found fairyland!! Perhaps, the shocking look on my face was too obvious that my cousin asked me to take my time, embracing this stunning room. Eheh.. I flushed a bit. :P
He has several plans in mind for our evening. We went to Berjaya Times Square to watch 3 MOVIES; The Uninvited, Coming Soon and Fast and Furious 4. It was indeed a movie marathon. Together with kilos of popcorn and light Coke one after another. And, it was my first time watching movie here in KL at Golden Screen Cinema. Pity me, huh?
Next, dinner!! We dined in at a Chinese Restaurant. Mmm. It was not a dinner. It was a banquet! A feast! He asked me to place our order.. I had a goosebumps when I went through their menu. The price, wow! Anyway, we ordered quarter roasted duck, pig knuckle, a veg, fried prawn, steam pork and meatball soup. Owh, I must say that of each was EXTREMELY EXCELLENT!! My stomach was very full that I could hardly move.
I thought we were en routing our hotel. And Jeremy told me let's check this place out. I barely remember what was it? Jungle Bar something? The place was so captivating as well. I REALLY, REALLY enjoyed the impressive music and the dazzling people around me. Everbody got a fair share to shake and sway their hips and dance to the enlightening music that really alleviated my soul. I didn't join the floor anyway. Just observing from my comfy seat.
Was it 2 or 3 in the morning that we shall close our chapter of the day. Soon after we reached our room, I went to the bathroom straight off. It's 3 in the morning and I was in the bathtub for nearly an hour!! Coddling my sore physique and easing my troubled soul. This rich experience was indeed a therapeutic remedy. Then, zzzzz....
I woke up the next morning to a mouth-watering beef steak, appetizing fresh blended fruit and scrumptious fried seafood rice vermicelli for my breakfast alongside with hot chocolate, skimmed milk and a pot of white coffee. The chef practically cooked the meal in front of us. Actually, he did it for the 'show' only. You know, flipping the dishes kind of stuff and to enhance the effect, the chef kind off setting the fire up with our delicious steak. Very professionally done and the room was full with the lovely aroma. I could not wait but to rush to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Bon appetite!!
My cousin has to leave for his meeting. So, I OWNED the room. I HAVE the room to myself!! Watching tv and enjoying salted cashew nuts, dragon fruits and Fritz Chocolate with cornflakes and yea, a can of coke and a can of Sprite anda bottle of heavenly Swell Orange juice. Soon, I have to leave too.. Hmmm.. I dearly wish that I could spend the entire week there. It's ok.
So, for the last time, before I left, I would love to enjoy the dine-in service again for my lunch. This time, I ordered fish fillet with abalone and fragrant rice plus papaya and jasmine tea. It was another luscious meal. No worries, guys! Everything would be charged to Jeremy's account or to be exact the Shell's.
At around I p.m. I reluctantly stepping out of the room. Hmmm.. till the impossible next time..

Monday, April 27, 2009

Perfection is realized through imperfection

Can perfection be realized? Can it be materialized? Or is it just a concept so that we human would be trying by hard to work it out? I can't imagine a world without flaw.. Would it be ideal? How can I be happy if I did not get to experience the tearjerker moments? That's the simplest basis for this personal argument of mine.
So, shall I say that perfection is merely an idea, a booster or a serum that would keep our spirit flaming. So, I guess, perfection may be attainable but there lies an imperfection to bring the perfection to another level. So that our accomplishment would be more memorable and meaningful..

Friday, April 24, 2009

My heart is crying

I am taken aback,
Knocked for six,
Stunned and shocked,
I am bowled over your thoughtless remark,
Your word is AGAIN another brutal pang,
While I am struggling to find my way to heaven,
You heartlessly hold me back here in hellish agony,
You ripped me of my delight,
Why? Why?

Why living in your dark past?

I wrote about second chances sometimes ago. And I still believe that everyone does need their second chances as long as they are still breathing. It is a necessary tool to continue surviving. It is not easy to practically forgive and forget the ordeal and the tribulation that one has caused you.
However, let us look at it from a brighter perspective. Why are you letting yourself to suffer more when in fact you can actually free yourself from your disturbing past and embracing a better day? This is what the miraculaous healing of offering others their second chances. You learn to let go and you would be granted your peace. Most importantly, you also allow others to improve on their humanly flaws.
Imagine yourself being denied your other chance to prove that you can do better. Do you think that you can proceed to the next episode of your life peacefully? You surely can't. That is the most significant reason of REWARDING others their second chance no matter what.
The second chance is a vital ground to mend every sort of broken relationship, unfulfilled promises, to rebuild the trust, to get your brutal words unruffled and to just put everything back together in one piece.
I admit that I hate and dislike too many people in my life. The reason being is that they fail to meet my expectation. They wrecked my life. They cause me heartbreak and headache. They take my smile away. They talk behind my back. They backstab me. You can just think of as many as unpleasant posssible occurences that one can do. BUT!!!! Do you think you are just the otherwise, behaving so saintly all throughout your life? Think of it before you decide to punish someone unreasonably and before you choose to be so unforgiving. Under my conscience, I believe I do these too-numerous-nasty things too to my dear ones and yet, I am forgiven unconditionally.
Indeed it is easier said than done. Let us put that uninspiring cliche aside first. Do not say you can't, not until you try. I have chosen to continuosly offer others their second chances regardless of countless offense they have committed.
I have been blessed to be given my second chances for as long as 23 years now. That is why I am here now and still standing very tall. What about you? Would you keep holding to your grudge?

To those who stands by me devotedly

A heartfelt tribute to those who stands by me devotedly

I throw tantrum so easily,
Behaving childishly,
Judging immaturely,
Heated up just simply,
Giving in too quickly,
Condemning so ruthlessly,
Walking away brusquely,
Leaving you cluelessly.

Though I may sometimes act wryly,
Although my words could hurt terribly,
Even when my stare pierces your heart mercilessly,
You just know that I would not hold on to it too extensively,
You keep your faith unconditionally,
Opportunities await me so patiently.

How lucky could I be probably?
Would I always be forgiven easily?
Would I for eternity be accepted unreservedly?

Of each I learnt greatly,
That my friends are all so saintly,
Standing by me eternally.
Nothing else within my capability
but to thank you wholeheartedly!!

Thursday, April 23, 2009

The unexpected splendid evening...

I went out from the exam hall at around 1.40p.m. 20 minutes before the paper ended. I tot, the rest of my day would be pretty routine until Ash and I have finally decided to go to Mid Valley.. Have not been there for nearly 2 months or so..
There was a Fashion Show, hosted by Ean and Rudy of Hitz FM. I enjoyed it though it was only for roughly 30 to 40 minutes. I took such a heavenly pleasure listening to the music and live band performance. Pop Shuvits ROCKS!!! I also caught the glimpse of Nana AF, Adi AF, Joe Flizo, Andy Estranged who were there to model for Nike.
SHERI!!! So sorry to keep u waiting for an unreasonable hour in MPH. Was actually looking for suitable books for my niece. I misunderstood what my sister wanted and was only informed when I have the books paid. So, I have to look for the one that my sis asked me to.. And, thank you, Sheri I must say for being so patient with the indecisive Walter. Kept on changing the book for so many times. Luckily the cashier did not get mad too. Makseh G... Thanks for making this evening possible...
It is such a relieve to get to see the outside world again after 4 days of tormenting tests. I feel so light now though I am a bit drained... I do not think that I would start doing my revision so soon. Need to take a break before my head crackc.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

I dreamt of Inik

I dreamt of inik for countless of times lately. There is this one occasion in my dream that she fabricates her loving, megawatt smile and looks deep into my eyes. She looks radiant with her skin, glowing. No display of her ravaging cancer. I know that the pain that she has to endure is excruciating. She refuses to give in and remains a fighter.
In my other dream, she gets to meet her blood sister whom she did not get to see for a long time. Each embraces one another in a long compassionate hug that causes stream of tears gushing down my cheeks. My mom and my pa are also crying. In fact we are all sobbing, witnessing this sombre-but-tender reunion.
She has also made several appearances in my other dreams. These two are those that I remember the most. Inik, let us arrange some quality time together this coming Gawai, yea. I miss you a lot and I pray that God would always grant you your wishes and bless you with a good health.

Re-embracing Stadium Universiti

I have been leaving the track for nearly 2 months. Luckily, I was so motivated to return to my once-evening routine to complete my dream, 10 continuous round. I hit my 7 round today for 20 minutes. Looking forward to improve my speed and to increase the number of round too.
The damn lemak that is hugging my actually-well-defined build is so disturbing. It is more to getting rid of those stubborn fat. I need to take care of my health. How else to spend my evening? Otherwise, you would find me sleeping cosily on my bed. That is an image of a lazy pig. And I do not want to be at any nearest equivalent to that lazy, sluggish creature.
The feeling after completing my round is so unbelievable. I feel refreshed and less burdened. I feel so light emotionally and hopefully physically. I am responsible to take care of my health. And I want to maintain this supposed-to-be healthy lifestyle of mine.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Less money spent this week

Hu3.. I am actually impressed with my achievement this week alone. I could hardly spend my RM10 for a day.. Yahuuu.. I do eat when I my stomach is growling to be fed. And do not worry. I do not starve myself at all.
When I feel hungry, I would stuff my stomach with fluffy High-five bread sometimes with tuna or kaya. And sometimes, I treat myself to a piece of ever yummie chicken. That is how I basically control my money-flow.And at times, I do visit fast-food restaurant to tame my temptation.
Going out less would indeed the key. Once I stepped outside the university compound, I would unnessarily spend an unnessary amount of money on an unnessary things. I think now is the high time to learn to live with moderation. Money can be a corrrupting force as claimed by Mdm NG in which I think it is indeed true.
I need to save my money for the coming teaching practice. And I have to adjust my spending by now. Of course my parents would not be pleased with the idea of depriving myself from my basic needs. And of course, I do understand what I am doing now is for my own future financial security. I should not ask even a single cent from my parents anymore because RM700 per month that I received is more than sufficient if properly managed. For that, if I keep on doing what I am at right now, my mission would be a major success.

I am accountable of my own words, my own deeds and my own thoughts..

I understand that sometimes, I may appear rude and very sarcastic if things appeared to be not so right according to my own personal judgement. I would then openly or discreetly criticised, dependent on the severity of the damage done. When I comment, so far, I believed that I comment somewhat reasonable and fair. Maybe once I did come out with a destructive comment. Do pardon me for each.
To some, they may perceive that I wanted to show off my ability. They might as well think that I wanted to always be heard. Yeah, I do want to be heard. But, what I really wanted is to get things right. I have the slightest intention to be boastful. I know my capability and capacity well. Otherwise, I would not share my very own opinions over the matter discussed. Sadly, some think that Walter is bragging and being vain. In such a consequence, perhaps that is why a lot of people choose to merey observe, fearing that they may get a negative feedback afterwards.
To a certain extent, however, I am actually very annoyed when in a meeting or a discussion, some people prefer to be quite. Why can't they contribute? Something that I can never understand. And even more sickening is when they talk behind your back; dissatisfied with the decision made after the meeting. What right do they have to feel discontended when they refused to be a part of the meeting, keeping mum entirely and throughout the meeting?
So, in the end, the decision is made based on the discussion of the similar group of people over and over again. And of course, the pattern of the product would be more or less the same because the idea is from the same people. Another thing that I do not understand is, wouldn't these too-overly-passive people feel ashamed to admit that they are A PART of an organisation when their contribution is zerro?
Can't we be more passionate of what we are doing? Even if we are asked to do something that is not our cup of tea, please remember that it would reflect the attitude of the whole organisation. So, instead of complaining and grumbling, why can't we just get it done the best we could? In the end of the day, you still have to do it and if it is successfully organised, wouldn't you feel proud?
Feeling tired and sickened by these overwhelming phenomenon, so, the 'radical' Walter can't do much but to speak out. Sadly, when Walter voices his sometimes, unsound opinion, he garnered lots of sneer and scornful smirk from these insignificant few.
And I also realised this pattern has existed since day one. The pattern that is haunting us for like forever. When a meeting is conducted by this particular group, the leader would want everyone to be punctual and to be responsive. This someone would be upset if the rest refused to do something the way he thought was right. However, the moment the meeting is handled by the other, this particular group of people would shut their every sense. In fact, these pople would not be there on time which is very direspectful. When others did the same by coming in late to their meeting, it would be a big fuss to these sick people. Maybe they have never heard of leading by example...
Meeting is actually an avenue for everyone to share everything on earth to reach an agreeable, collective objective. Maybe, some of us are not aware of the purpose of calling for a meeting. Maybe...

Monday, April 20, 2009

Diplomacy.. A skill that we need to master..

Yeah, this is indeed an easy way out for those who obviously refused to be responsible of his or her mistake. Hmmm.. I am just wondering why can't people accept their flaws? Would not it be much better not to live in denial? I do believe that, if one chooses to be honest, whatever the mistake that he or she has unintentionally committed would be forgivable.
There is no need to come out with a hundred and one excuses or make up a properly tailored-story to convince others that the fault isn't yours. So, my advise to this friend of mine would be, just admit it that you did not do what you were supposed to do. And now, when you realised that something has been left unattended along the way, do simply apologize. Believe me, no body would be mad atyou. And in fact, we may work on the solution together..
You are just another human being who is so much like me that full with flaws. However, those slipups may be improved if you are willing too. Do not run away and put the blame on others..
Actually I was frustrated because it appeared to me that he refused to lend me a helping hand. So, I was a bit furious since I was denied help. That's all. If only he appeared to be more diplomatic and more accommodating, I would not feel this bad. Since he is the person in-charge, it wouldn't do him any harm to say, "Let see what can I do about it" instead of "I can't help!" Even though the obvious is nothing much can be done, but, for the sake of public accptance, please do. And yeah, let us unlocked the door to an open negotiation with a good spirit. I welcome that..
At the second thought, maybe I was wrong.. Maybe he did mention about it.. And maybe I was the one who didn't pay attention. Well, I would not hesitate to say sorry. And, guys, let me make it clear tat there is no big fuss that shall be made upon this entry. Let's close this chapter, owrtye?

This is the time

Today is the day. I am not certainly sure that I will be breaking my own record. Somehow, I am very confident that I will be at the very least repeating my own accomplishment. Nothing is greater than to see yourself improving from time to time. And this is what I am looking forward to witness by the end of this semester or towards the beginning of the other semester. I believed that I have loaded myself fully. Trying my very vest to grasp on whatever I have tried by hard to comprehend. I pray that Mother Mary, all Angels, and Saints to pray for my success. I ask this through Jesus Christ Our Lord, Amen.

P/S: Shall the otherwise happen, it is true that I will be dissappointed. However, I would keep on reminding myself that the biggest room is the room for improvement. What matters the most is, I have done what I should. And I am not competing with you or you. This is my own battle. I dream to triumph over my previous victory.. Let it always be victorious!!! Living in my own glory that would later radiate happiness to those who care about me a lot..

And to the rest of you my friends, You know what you are doing. Have nothing else to say, but wanna wish each and everyone one of you the best!! Lets ROCK!!

Saturday, April 18, 2009

My everything...

She is the lady of my heart.. She is beyond any word.. Just luvly, so adorable.. Kakel misses u so much Angel... L.O.V.E. Y.O.U!!!! If there is anything in the world that may wreck my life, with her around, neither the storm nor the devilcould do any harm. She would heal all the wound, purifying the blemished heart... She is indeed the greatest gift; God-sent Angel..

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Money matter

The more you give, the more you get. Erkk.. The proverb does not work quite well in my situation. Anyway. let's enjoy the hors d'oeuvre or the appertiser first. It would be my pleasure if I could possibly treat the one who cares about me to a luxurious banquet or to a lavish holiday. Who would not?In fact, my parents always remind me to share whatever I have and to help however I could. And I would love to sometimes spend some of my money with my cherished friends to show them how much I appreciate them. I honestly do not mind spending necessarily for a good reason. But, do not get me wrong. I hold to this pinciple that money can't buy you a friend.
Now, let's move on to the main dish. Sometimes, there is a moment that your friend is in the need to buy something, but carry with them an insufficient amount of money. So, there you go, lending your very own money first with money-back guarantee kind of assurance. Or, you are about to go for your meal and one of your buddies is askng for you to tapau something for him. Since he didn't have his money with him, you do not mind to pay for him FIRST. He is your friend what. So, borrowing him your money isn't too big a deal. He would surely pay you back. And how I wish if that is applicable to everyone!!!
Today, you ask me to pay for your RM4.50 meal. And tomorrow, another Rm1.20 for your drink. The next day, you sheepishly ask me to lend you another RM0.50 for your kuih. In the end, it is either you pretend to forget that you owe me a not-too-handsome amount of money or you are the kind of friend that is shameless? I do not know where to categorise you exactly. The amount may be small. If you did it only once or twice, I would not have to even trouble myself writing this piece of entry asking for my money back. But, your DEBT is amounted to RM.......!! I can do lots of more beneficial things with that money. Furthermore, IT IS MY MONEY THAT YOU OWE ME! And again, if it is only you, it is still ok. Grrrrrr....
The final course, please, return me my money.. I may sound desperate. At least I owe you nothing. It is better than owing someone their possession. If I were anyone of you, I would pay the next instant I have my money with me. The sooner the better. Can't afford to owe people something for too long.. We are paid the same allowance. Bayar gik!! And adding to my frustration, I knew your background quite well and you are obviously of a very well-off family. What an irony.
I still have that little respect kept somewhere for you. I did ask you nicely and your answer is, kelak la.. or sampey juak berkira.. Ha3.. Furleassseee.. That kind of respond does not buy me anymore.. So... paham2 ler... (Macam la ko baca juak blog aku)

Promised unfulfilled...

Gifted with an ability to remember words quite well, ecspecially something which is of my interest, I always find it a bit distressing when people did not work their words out. Promised is not to be broken, right? It is to be kept and to be realized when the time has come. However, people tend to forget what they have promised earlier. In the end, I have to secretly dreaming of the forsaken pledge. I do not mind if to certain extent the promise made causes harm in any how, in one way or another. So, let's drop it.
But, if you make it possible for the others, why did you keep ours aside? You promised me beforehand that we would be doing it together. Instead, you find it more fascinating to get it accomplished with others... You did justify, yeah.. You did.. What the heck!! The underlying statement that you have made is apparent that I am not your witty companion.
So, next time, think twice. Do not just say it. Make it happens! If within your capacity you can't, just forget about it. Do not promise me the thing you can never fulfill. It is important so that you don't have to let me down and most importantly, you do not have to feel blameworthy and guilty of your broken vow.

Time; Treasured by others, taken for granted by few

This semester, you may notice that for some of the lectures, I did turn up late, maybe by 10 minutes or so.. And, truthfully, I could never feel good about it. I felt really guilty. By chance, most of the time, the lecturer has not arrived yet... Luckily...
However, I hate to say this, but I have made myself clear and obvious that I hate to wait!!! Unfortunately, this is one thing that I have to face on daily basis. SHAME on you PROCRATINATOR!! If you don't value your time, please consider others. The thing is, you do not have the slightest idea of the pain that one has to endure to wait for only you!! If your mind is preoccupied with the unneseccary pressure that one has to bear while waiting for you, you would never be late. Sadly, though, you and your unpunctuality are two inseparable entities.
I just do not understand why can't you be at least punctual for only once? You never did. I wonder why.. What makes it so hard for some of us to be on time?
And because of you failure in meeting the agreed dateline or to be there as PROMISED, it has, in anyhow painted a bad picture of not only you but also the rest. Malu la oi.. Dah janji sekian jam, and one of us is not there yet and orang yang dijanji pun dah nunggu, camni ya??
If u need time to prepare urself, please, by all means, do!! Knowing that u need 3 hours to iron your baju, 2 1/4 hours to take your shower and 4 1/2 hours to watsoever on earth, PLEASE, please get it done since crack of dawn. Learn to manage your time well.
And, pelikla that these type of people can't emphatize with others. If they do, likewise, they will never be late unless something unexpected happens. But, out of so many broken promises and so many lateness, I am so much in doubt that they have been actually being hampered by the unexpected. It is just in them...
And it frustrates me some more when people say, "Ilek la, dak orang bukannya awal pun." Can you imagine what would happen if everyone is sharing the same mentality? Who would then be there on time? Huhhhh.. What a culture..
I am tired of waiting.. And please, please keep your words... I may be welcoming you with a smile, but, deep inside.. only I and God know if you ever do it again.. And I think others would never like the apprehension of waiting too, ryte?

When the unexpected happened

When your coolest buddy is your nastiest enemy,
When your happiness leads you to misery,
When time awaits you no longer,
When your sunshine is swaddled by the murky clouds,
When your feet yearning to keep walking but profusely bleeding,
When you are there and everything is gone,
When your hope is shattered and become dust,
And when you fall and could only crawl,
And when you crawl, your path is thwarted,
Would dreaming be the cure and heal the sore?

Aba, Mummy, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!! I Love You!!!!!

My parents have agreed to buy me a motorcycle. I told them that I might need one for my teaching practice since I could not find a reasonable price to rent out a car. So far, the lowest rent offered is RM800 per month for a car. And a motorcycle would cost me Rm1,200. Hmmm.. After weeks, in fact nearly a year of consideration and calculation, I believed that buying a motorcycle would be a right choice.
So, this morning, when my father called, I explained to him my circumstances. Without any fuss and without any tongue-tied or awkward moment of hesitation, he quickly said yes without the need for further justification. In less than 20 minutes, he made another call, informing me that aba and mummy had just bank-in the money that I need. The heart of parents.. Owh...
How am I going to pay them later? They have invested so much money to make my life so comfortable. Until today, I do not remember any single instance whereby I have to refrain myself from just about anything. My aba and mummy would provide whatever thing for me, their beloved and treasured son. Aba, mummy, THANK YOU........ (TEary....)

Monday, April 13, 2009

Entertainment Above The Clouds

Bersama Dato'K pun jadilah... Hahaha.. Dato' Siti was in her room he said preparing for ABPH later at night..

In da cable car, Skyway.. It's a 3.4 km journey..

So, refreshing!!!!!

Owh.. a so luvly place!!!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

One-week nightmare

Stepping down the streets,
I heard people walking,
To meet their parents,
Their siblings,
And the rest of the family,
Home is where they will be,
Leaving me lonely,
Feeling so empty.

The sound of the sqeaky fan,
The rhythm of the droppping rain,
The thud of the tickling clock,
The melodious chirp of the free bird,
Are my companions...
Breaking this torturing deafening stillness.

No one is in my sight,
Everyone is home.
And I am here,
AWAY from home..

Friday, April 10, 2009

With ado respect, can you just LISTEN?

Mr. S has really annoyed me. I look highly upon him no more. I do really welcome all criticism with a good spirit ONLY IF it is done in a proper manner. Unfortunately, he was not aware of what he was doing. I do not mind to be bombarded with tonnes of questions. But, can you please let me do my explanation first. Shall I get everything clarified first? Can you just SHUT YOUR MOUTH and at least try to LISTEN FIRST??!!! I hated it when he interrupted my presentation unreasonably; assuming he knew what was my next word would be and assuming that I did not have a sort of justification for my work. When he felt that something is wrong somewhere, what harm would it do to at least TRY, try to listen to my rationale?
I do admit that my first part of the presentation was not really well-developed. I have actually failed to bring forth a good argument to support my speaking test. It was also perciptible that I was not able to defend myself well. Fine with that. I would definitely improve on my weaknesses.
But, sir! I, at my capacity as a presenter, I do appreciate it if you have given us a precious one nano-second to get everything clarified before you begin to throw us with your discouraging questions. I am so sorry to say that you have made me look foolish and stupid and incapable and incompetence. So, are you happy with that? I felt insulted.. I really do.
I just do not understand why couldn't you let us present first and carry on with the Q&A after the presentation? Perhaps you were behind time? But, our group do not deserve that kind of treatment. It was just so unfair. You did not allow us to clear your doubt when we have actually prepared an array of explanation though it may not be that appealing. I felt like being condemned!! I felt like I did my work really badly! Seemingly, his impatience made I felt like I didn't put an ounch of effort into my work. Sir, pardon me I do take pride in MY WORK!!
Hmmm.. I do not mind to be corrected. I seriously don't. I am so upset just because he refused to LISTEN FIRST! That's all.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Not for the faint hearted...

Stage fright seems to be a permanent inhabitant of my already flimsy self. I ought to prevail over this ONE DISTURBING THING, my FEAR, so that I would be able to stand assertively and with poise before my spectators. Years of experience in debating and public speaking turns up to be unrewarding and fruitless. Once I failed to triumph over my apprehension, I would be scared out of my wits throughout my presentation.
I am very impressed with those who are able to stand boldly in front of a huge crowd. I don't have to mention big names like Dato' Siti, or perhaps, Jay Chow, or maybe Aznil. These are some of the many few who could captivate their audience with their very presence. Every pair of eyes would be glued to them the moment they make their appearance all through their show.
Take the case of Ash and Sap for instance. They have the courage to be on the stage, delivering their very best to entertain. They can dance and even crake jokes with the host as well as the audience. Fuyooo...
I do always imagine myself to be on the center of the stage, performing something EXPRESSIVELY without feeling dreadful. Maybe one day I COULD.. The time just has not come YET..
Emmmm.. Reflecting on those who committed their day and night entertaining people do deserve an applaud and a standing ovation. It is never easy to entertain people, to maintain the energy, the rhythm as well as the the mood from the beginning till the end and to keep people occupied so that they would have a really great time watching and would come again to attend the show. It is an arduos task, really! It does not only required one's creativity, but one needs to have a deep passion to make a great impact; an impact that one would forever remember...
Entertainment industry could make you a multi-billionaire. However, to reach that level, those who possess a faint heart would hardly succeed.


One of my wearisome and hectic days that ended well!! Began with a spoilt morning actually. Micro-teaching- waited for nearly an hour and only then she showed up... Fine with that. But, aie?? Where are the rest of MY classmates?? ONLY 14 were present! Aiyooo.. Was disturbed a bit and as the result, I wasn't able to deliver my lesson well.. The one-hour waiting plus so many absenties.. Hmmmmm... Sigh.. At the second thought, maybe I should be thankful because I was actually being prepared to face the real classroom situation. Say, what if during my teaching practice later I hardly gain my students' cooperation?
Trying my very best to hide my emotion for the next event would require me to put my smile on my moody face! Damn it! I refused to take my lunch because I wasnt ready to face the world and most importantly, I was not ready to fake my smile and laughter. I needed a minute or two alone. Then, I kept myself busy preparing something for my buddy. Ahhh.. It wasnt helpful. My stomah was growling. After I was done with ironing, I went to Dato Onn's cafe and tapau myself a nice fried rice, giving in to my empty stomach.. Seconds later, the moment of truth had finally emerged. I knew I have to face the world again. I felt like dragging my feet because deep inside, I was still very upset of the previous incidences. Owh, no!! I shall not allow my emotion to ruin my day and to take charge. No!! This is my best buddy's important day!!
We finally arrived at our destination. Lunch were served and I took only a piece of chicken.(have eaten earlier on). Another waiting but managable and endurable. My soul is back! I may then, SMILE and letting my hurtful feelings go..
Ahaa.. the momentous event began. There was my buddy, standing tall and confident, delivering his very best repertoire ever to capture the heart of the audience!! You did it well, dude, I must compliment! I wouldn't deny that it was tiring and exhausting.. But, it was a worthwhile experience..

Saturday, April 4, 2009


To some, I may sound like a snob. I prefer beauty over anything else. Do not scream quite yet. Beyond that, I have my personal justification of what may appear beautiful. It is skin deep, OF COURSE!
Not only beautiful lady could capture my heart. But, I generally love to be surrounded by the elegance, the classiness and the world of glamour. It somehow creates a world at its perfection. Everything is in order. Nothing is bad. Everything is just in place and so lovelily transpired.
To be surrounded by gorgeous ladies would be a bonus. Hahaha.. (Keep dreaming, Ter). You may own my heart entirely if u r beautiful inside out!! Huhuhu.. Still, I guess I would fall for only sweet and charismatic lady. If she possesses a warm and affectionate heart, I would not let her go...

Friday, April 3, 2009

Impossible is impossible

I just can hardly digest why some people make this life too wonderful a place to live in? In a very trying time, some of us can't even see anything but darkness. Their days would seemingly blanketed forever by the overwhelming horror. In fact, their life is ruined so badly that they are crippled. At such a time, do they need a very optimistic and promising advice that tomorrow would be much brighter when in fact they have nothing more left with them? When what they own is just an empty soul?
Words may be so inspiring and uplifting. So miraculous that it may always heal the wound. But, to what extent shall a broken soul be comforted? Should they be made to believe that impossible is nothing when in actual fact, it is impossible to make things workable? Should we continuously convince them that one day, their dream would be fulfilled just to ensure that they can survive their tomorrow? What if they realize that you and I are just painting them an extremely rosy picture of life?
At the second thought, people around us are concerned mainly with our well-being. It impressed me that we take it as our sole responsibility to see our significant others to stand tall again. Encouraging us persistently that with a very strong will, impossible is impossible. Hmmm... Otherwise, this world is unliveable, right?
Emmm.. when I said that impossible is 'impossible,' it simply meant that it is not impossible.. (Double negation.. huhuhu)

Little faith

I am confused of what I am now believing. I am very much curious as much as I am in doubt whether what I have been faithfully praying to does exist. Sometimes, it appears to be as a sort of an ideology to not let us human go astay; it is a creed or a kind of philosophy to guide us through, morally.
Most of the time, when we are longing for solace and needed to be comforted, 'IT' seemed to be there. However, has 'IT' ever been there? I can't justify! The relief or the peace that is 'granted' may be a type of mental game too; mind over matter for we genuinely believe that 'IT' is there.
People say that heaven and hell do exist; that our soul is either to be ended up in either one and that there is a life after death. How could someone be so sure of something that he has not gone through yet? Maybe, their illusion appears to be so true perhaps because they have been ingrained and impregnanted with such an ideology since the day they were born. So, their mind have somehow vividly associated their immediate surrounding with what they are made to believe until the concept of heaven and hell becomes so profoundly true. Or is it a matter of faith and belief? Again, how can someone be so faithful to something that they themselves are not very particularly sure about? Or is it the fear of being sinful that makes this someone's agenda to be very successfully established and believable and convincing?
Until today, I do think that I have been blindly following 'SOMETHING' that I am not sure with.
But, this one thing makes my faith persevere. Why are we here? Who created the universe? Who is/are responsible for all these that we are now dealing with? Who is the master mind of all these 'brilliant' creation? 'HE' must be the one behind all these!
Dear, God. Hold me close and let your love embraces me until you make me a history... I pray that I would serve you relentlessly.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Enda betah...

Lembau mat.. Enda nemu kati ka madah bakani utai ke diasai aku diatu. Semampai mikir ka pulai. Tusah idup ba menua orang.. Ka pan enda.
Mayuh amai utai ka deka dikira. Ngenang ini.. Ngenang semua utai... Asai ke enda alah ditujah. Bakani pengujung aku pan enda nemu.. Sigh...