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Wednesday, March 30, 2005
The Rude Malaysian
I was reading The Star online the other day. There was this little link at the right hand corner that attracts me.
“The Rude Malaysian”
I’m really curious, so I click on the link. Well, it directed me here http://202.186.86.35/mmedia/video/. It contains some videos that attaining the ‘typical’ Malaysian nowadays. I was laughing as I watch the clips. It does reflect the rudeness of the Malaysian.
I remember once, we have this campaign on ‘Proud to be Malaysian’. After watching the clips, I felt embarrassed. I look around if there are any holes for me to hide my face. What is there to be proud to be Malaysian? It’s a Shame to be Malaysian. Being so Rude, Inconsiderate and of course, being Ignorance.
I wonder when we Malaysian will begin to understand the word Considerate, Kind and Helpful. Was it because the educational system that we had, which produce such an end results?
I remember myself taking Moral Subject. Of course, nothing much being taught in that boring subject. We studied for more about 8 years of Moral. What we really did during the studies was that we were given a list of Values and were asked to memorize. That’s how everyone scores for their SPM.
People say, “You get high grades for Moral, which indicates you actually do not have the Moral values.”
How many of the Malaysians exactly have the Moral values? I think we all really need to reconsider a better education system to teach the children on Moral values. I do agree that I’m bought up with a proper Moral education. This explains why I can be so inconsiderate and rude all the time. Hey, I was taught to memorize the values. I wasn’t taught to perform and practice the value.
One clear cut example that we can judge on the Malaysian Moral values, try driving along the Klang Valley for an hour. Observe the car in front, behind and even beside you. You will understand.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Earthquake, They Say...
Mr Toilet bowl observer says: The swirling became more intense until some of the toilet bowl water spilt out. My wife, my son and I quickly rushed out of our apartment.
Bedtime Bear says: I was getting ready for bed, and suddenly, the room started shaking and made our way to the ground floor.
Miss Illusionist says: I thought I was hallucinating at first, but then I heard my neighbors screaming and running out.
Mr know-it-all says: Remarkable accuracy that stresses were accumulating on adjacent portions of the Sumatra Trench. Earthqauke like this was likely to occur _ perhaps within weeks
The wizard says: Monday's disaster was no coincidence.
The blurry prawns: Earthquake? Where? When?
Mr. Know Everything says: I knew it. I knew the earthquake is coming.
Miss Office Speaker says: Earthquake last night. Did anyone know? Any evacuation at your place?
Mr computer freak says: My mouse move by itself and I was like ‘wtf’
The Newsbreaker says: I fet as if my body were shaking. Then I saw the water in the glass slightly waving. I decided to check it out. Something did happen. Look! http://neic.usgs.gov/neis/bulletin/bulletin.html
The TV-news-predictor says : Guys! I watched the news. It said that there might have another tsunami around 3~6am. It also mentions the Straight of Malacca is in the list of danger of the tsunami zone.
The Swimmer says: Wear your swimming trunk and a goggle. The Fortune Teller says: It is predicted.
Mr. Boost says: The water in the aquarium splashing out. At that moment I heard some sound. I guess that’s the sound of the earthquake.
The Angel says: God bless everyone
NST says: ALL SHOOK UP
The Star says: Earthquake in Sumatra, Malaysian on alert
The Kiasu says: Ai-yah! I know. I was there. I felt the floor move leh. Then I heard the noise. I know surely got another earthquake coming wan.
Wanna Read more Real Life Stories? go to http://203.115.194.76/mystory/display.asp
My say:
After listening to all these comment, one thing on my mind. Typical Mr. Know-IT-ALL and Miss Fortune Teller. They seem to claim that they know the quake was not an accident. It was predicted. Just one question. If it is so, why isn’t there any evacuation or alarm before it strike? Why is the death toll still more than 1,000? With such a good predictor and The know-it-all, shouldn’t we all suppose to be save when there are all these warnings or even alert?
Sometimes I do ask myself, why does everyone seems to know everything only when the event had already occurs? Is it really true that they really know it will be happen? If it is so, why they only claimed they know it after the event and not alerting people before the event? How ironic it is.
I was sitting in the office reading the news. As I read I was laughing with the comment given by typical researcher, experts, and politicians and also not to mention, typical nations in ASIA. Why am I laughing? Haven’t you goes through the dialogue I just wrote? If it does not provide any sense of humor, I can just conclude that you fall into those categories too. The news and the comment I was reading was basically a mere joke, humor for me. I’m not trying to criticize those comments. However, aren’t those comments seems a bit off? Exaggerated? Water was splitting out from the toilet bowl? Of course it will happen if the toilet bowl isn’t that deep or the water level in the toilet bowl is high.
One question, who would actually observe the toilet bowl? Second, what’s the magnitude below the ground to produce such a mass energy?
Maybe it does happen though, I never knew. However, if such an energy produce, shouldn’t the building would collapse or even cracked by then? I mean Malaysia buildings are not prone to earthquake.
So, why are we all overreacted? How many of this comment were true and how many are not? More earthquake may occurs, the expert claims (Doink! Of course, earthquake happens all the time). Just some questions, will Malaysia going to have a special measure of the building for prone earthquake? Or will Malaysia going to implement it only when the first building collapses from the shake?
As the earthquake happened last night, the blogger sphere sprang into action first. The first article online in Yahoo Singapore, was around 12.25 AM or so. CNN started to report around the same time. All the major stations provided updates when I got ready at aroudn 6.45 AM.
The local Malaysian stations entertained, with programmes called "Motivasi Pagi". Where are the lessons learnt from last time?
Monday, March 28, 2005
Pamper Day
Today, I had a very interesting day. Ethan was sick so I was supposed to continue my work alone. So I went to KL early morning to search for the Bangunan KUB. I found that place of course, thanks to James direction. However, after parking my car at the RM 3 parking area, I found out the company that I need to visit are not listed at the Bangunan KUB. Well, I guess the company moves. I went back to my car and try to make an appointment with the Reuters' people. 2pm. Well, 2pm is fine.
It's only 10:30am now. I drive to Menara Tan and Tan. Yes I finally found that place. Thanks to Soephix and as well the security guard for the guide. After visiting that place, as I was at the car park, Joey called. Well, not a good time for lunch though, so I told her perhaps end of the week. I it's already 11:30am. I started to drive to the KLCC parking area. Calvin called for lunch with the PA's people. Well, too late. I'm already at the parking area, so, I told him next time.
I need to kill bout 2 hours before the appointment. For girls, the best way to kill time is to shop. And yes, of course, sleep. Though, I pick the first one as I'm already at the shopping arena. I park at the Isetan entrance and headed to the Shoes and Bag section. I guess it's time to get a new pair of shoes as well as a new wallet (my current one needs a lot of stitching). Not many people in the mall at such an odd time though the mall are having sales.
As usual, I'm very picky in shoes (I mean it, VERY PARTICULAR) which really cost me a hard time getting the right one.  If you think I'm fuzzy in buying a book, well, I'm 100 times fuzzier in getting a pair of shoes. No black shoes. Prefer white. Restraining the shoes' colour to white is actually cutting down the shoes' option. Most shoes are in black, I wonder why, though. Anyhow, as I was glancing at some of the shoes, one shoe in many colours took my attention. Gees... it's simple and nice. Though it's not white but it's definitely not BLACK. Straight away I took it from the shelf and ask for size 7. The promoter came back with the size 8 as size 7 was out of stock. Sigh! I try on the size 8 though. A little too big though. Well, it's not a problem as I still can fit my feet in comfortably andit wasn't easy to get the shoe I like (in term of colour and design), I just buy it. It's pretty expensive though, which cost RM 79.00. I guess No more shopping for next month.
After the shop, it's only 12:30pm. My stomach is giving signal to me saying that it's time to grab some brunch (I skip my breakfast). I was planning to get something different. Something I haven't tried before. So, I headed to the Chinoz. It is a fine environment for dining of course, not to mention the price. I was shocked when the waiter handed me the menu. Main course, none of the food is below RM 30.
Can I walk out of the restaurant?
    I'm just kidding. It's time to pamper myself with a good meal I guess; after all I just got my pay. I didn't order the main course as it's too expensive. I just order a smoke salmon sandwich which only cost RM 19. It's good enough. The portion of the sandwich is big too. I just like the smoke salmon. The taste is nice. As I was having my meal, I look at my watch. 1:45pm. That really fast, time past. I quickly finish up the last piece and pay for my bill.
Headed to the Towers and met the client. After the meeting, I was very happy that the client, well at least make an effort to listen to my quick speech. 2:10pm. I just realise I need to fetch my sister from home to the States by 3pm. I quickly grab my car and drive back. On the way, Reuters' guy calls asking more information. Hey! It’s a good sign. I guess going to have my first customer. At 2:45pm, I reach home and grab my sister in the car (I mean fetching her, of course, not that type of GRAB). Guess it only took me about 30 minutes to reach PJ.
After fetching her, I'm going back home. As I was at the Rojak corner, I saw a car which was in front of me park at the road side. Wonder who could it be. I barely see the person inside as the glass was tinted. I could see a figure though. This guy has a hair style look like Dax. The guy looks at me and waived. Aiks! It is Dax. I guess James is right, I always seem to think the person look like a particular person and not realising the person is that particular person. Err... Nevermind.
What a day. Met so many people and done so many things. Anyway, after that I went to bed. Not mention, I just woke up actually and I guess it's time for dinner. End.
Just a thought
I’m afraid. Afraid of what you asked? Well, I’ve been having insomnia for more than 3 years. Insomnia does not mean that I hardly sleep. Though, I'm having hard time trying to fall asleep at times. I’m having Trouble falling asleep as well as maintaining my sleep. In another words, I can hardly maintain my sleep till the sun rises. I kept waking up every hour. I should say I’m lucky that it does not really affect my studies and work in the past.
Okay, let’s get back to the topic. Hmm… Where did I stop? Ahh... Yes. Afraid. I’m sleeping too much lately. Too much? What a statement I had made, you say? Sleeping is a gift from GOD, I shall say.
Yes, I don’t think I’m having trouble sleeping. Though, I still wake up occasionally. Let see, I slept at 4 am on Saturday morning and wakes up at 9am. Because it’s a routine for me to bring my sister out for brunch, I slept again as my sister are not up yet. Gosh, when I awake, it’s almost 2pm. Okie, reasonable; I slept 10 hours on Saturday. I slept again about 4am again this morning and wakes up at 12pm. and Went for brunch at the Mc Ds. I went back to sleep again after the meal and wakes up at 7pm. Let see, this doesn’t sound normal to me. About 13 hours of sleeps. And in two days, I had slept almost 24 hours which we only needs 16 hours of sleep. Easy calculation will tells you that I slept extra 8 hours. Well, you may not think that’s a problem.
Just in the weekend I slept that much? No. Not really, I may sleep at 5pm and wake up at 8pm for dinner and got back to my sleep at 10:30pm and wakes up at 8am. That’s the usual timetable on the weekdays when I’m at home and no meeting in the office. Even if there is meeting in the office, I’ll skip the evening nap and slept at maybe 12am and wakes up at 8am. Easy mathematics will tell us that if I sum up all the hours of my sleep, I have slept almost 80 hours a week which is 26 hours more. That’s weird. I don’t usually sleep that much. At times, I only sleep 4~5 hours a day.
So what is there for me to be afraid? I’m not sure. I guess when things are going too smooth, it just haunt you. Nothing is smooth in life, especially for me. I’m still tired and sleepy now even if I slept so much. Anyway, I do enjoy sleeping and dreaming. I guess that’s the best part in my life I enjoy. I hope this continues I shall no longer be planning to tired myself anymore. Yeah! Way to go Kaysin!!! Sleep… sommeil! Sonno! 睡眠! 잠! Sono!
Saturday, March 26, 2005
Friendship is Like a Flower
Sitting down at the bench as I watched the children play.
"Dear, having some thoughts?" He asked.
I stared at him. He knows me too well. Every single moves, he knows.
"Just admire the childhood times." I said.
Remember how naughty I was to run around and climb the trees just to avoid being cane. I remember the time when me and some of the neighbours playing the 'Guli' (marbles), Catching, Hide n Seek, Cards and of course Shooting rubber bands at each others.
"I wish I could stay as a child. Then, I need not worry so much." I continue.
He gave me a hug and said, "My child, everyone needs to grow up. Its a part of life."
"Yes. I know. But things are not as simple as ABC, don't they? I just realise how fake everyone is. How insincere everyone is."
"Why do you need to be so stubborn on how they treat you? Friends are just some trees that you past by in your journey. Some trees may provide shades. Some may be good for a rest place. However, there are some that may block your way. Do not let these trees stand your way. Friend comes and goes. Only true friend stays." He said.
"True friends? Do they really exist?" I wonder....
Well, This is the reason I told Mr George Thomas (My former English Teacher) why I wrote the poem on my recycle paper assignment in Form 4.
To me...
Friendship is just like a Flower...
Friendship is like a Flower,
It may not last forever,
If you treat it better,
It will grow deeper and deeper.
At times Friendship may be sour,
Perish like a dying flower,
It will become the excessive rival,
It's not too tardy to revival.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
He's Just NOT That into You
Listening to Insatiable by Darren Hayes. Memories flush back. I did a very stupid thing yesterday. I had the urge to message him. Of course I did not message him. This is not the first time though. I'm afraid. Afraid that I no longer can control myself and message him. I think that's just a typical girl mind....
I bought a book title, "He's just not that into you" by Greg Behrendt & Liz Tuccillo in Mid Valley On Monday. The book is not only for Ladies. It is also meant for the Men out there (that's why it's written by 2 authors). It's a way bringing female and male together through understanding. We often hear complains saying ladies' minds are complicated. Men are simple. It's truly up to you, how you see it. It's written in this book though. Well, the price of this book is reasonable actually,  but when it comes at the end of the month, it does seem overprice at first, as I was kind of broke, I shall say. Somehow it is tempting to buy it. Trust me, it does! I took the book from the shelf, read the introduction, then, I put it back. Later, I remove the book from the shelf again and check on the price. Wow! RM 42.90. The first reaction is to put the book back again. Then, I walk around, looking for my friend, James who is also in the bookstore. Found him. My mind is still at the bookshelf. I walked back to that shelf again and this time I stared at the book. Should I? Should I not? Several time I asked and I came a conclusion to buy it next month. I walked over to James place. He asked if I found any book. Of course I did. I was the one who wanted to come here in the first place. And that book is the REASON I came. He is still busy reading some books. I headed back to the shelf again. This time without making any analysis, I grab the book and head to the counter. It's kind of long queue. Usually, when there isn't anyone at the counter, I will just pay and walked off and try not to thing of the money I had spend. Though, I usually regret buying it or maybe regret of getting it so soon. This time, while I was at the queue, waiting to pay. Really want to get this book now? Is it a need? I hate it. Sometimes if only I can stop thinking so much or stop analysing too much. If only my brain can stop working for just a second. People do complain that I'm a deep thinker. You just think too much. You think too far. Why do you keep thinking? What are you thinking now? Haha! Great! I did walk out from the queue and put the book back to the shelf. Let see... This is the n I take it and put it back. I guess people will think I'm insane. I walk to the Fantasy section and browse through some of my favourite books. I’m still eyeing on the book. Then, I saw the counter was empty. This time, without wasting any minute, I took the book and rush to the counter and PAY! Yeah! Finally I got the book. Happily, I look for James and go home. I can't wait to read that book. Of course to prove that it is worth buying. Well, I read almost half of the book already and I realise what the book say are very real. It does sound humour especially when the ladies often find excuses for the men they loved or admired. Though, I can't belief with my own eyes of the example given. Almost 80% of the examples can apply to me. Shame on me! Well, of course at times we ladies know what happen. The ladies 6th sense are often sharp. Somehow we ladies are just too stubborn to face the reality most of the time, I must agree. Many people know it but may find hard to face it or perform it. Say is easy but to perform it may not. *See... I’m finding excuses again* Bingo! !@#!$!*#%&!!!!! Well, I guess people out there who read that book has a lot to comment. I have. Infact. I wish to ask if it does apply to ALL MEN out there. If you are men, I don't mind if you can spare some times to give me some feedback for this blog. To me, I still believe everyone is Unique (that what that makes everyone so normal) and there are always exceptional.
Monday, March 21, 2005
Can't fight this feeling
I can't fight this feeling any longer.
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow.
What started out as friendship,
Has grown stronger.
I only wish I had the strength to let it show.
I tell myself that I can't hold OUT forever.
I said there is no reason for my fear.
Cause I feel so secure when we're together.
You give my life direction,
You make everything so clear.
And even as I WANDER,
I'm keeping you in sight.
You're a candle in the window,
On a cold, dark winter's night.
And I'm getting closer than I ever THOUGHT I MIGHT.
And I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
It's time to bring this ship into the shore,
And throw away the oars, forever.
Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
And if I have to crawl upon the floor,
Come crashing through your door,
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.
My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you.
I've been running round in circles in my mind.
And it always seems that I'm following you,
Cause you take me to the places,
That alone I'd never find.
And even as I wander,
I'm keeping you in sight.
You're a candle in the wind,
On a cold, dark winter's night.
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.
And I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
It's time to bring this ship into the shore,
And throw away the oars, forever.
Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
And if I have to crawl upon the floor,
Come crashing through your door,
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Path, Goal, Journey?
Just reach home from celebrating Soephix birthday. The birthday really turns out great. Well at least something that I hope someone will did to me has now, turn to reality but celebrating my bestfriends' birthday instead. Anyway I'm, so happy to see her tears fell. No.. it's not that I'm happy to see her cry. Just that I'm glad it touched her heart. At least, we did gave her a memorable night. One night to remember. Though, after the event, we went for a drink which I wish I never had gone to. I had a slight argument with Loon and SF. Well, I couldn't blame anyone afterall it's my fault. I'm just angry with myself. Being such a useless b*tch. I wish I could have went back home straight.
"Why do you stop? There is a long path ahead.
Why do I continue when I do not know what path lies ahead?
It's the path to your goal
What is my goal?"
It's just a normal thing. I always wish I could happily lives ever after with someone dearest to me and set up a family. If this is a goal to achive in life. How to I get that path? Husband hunting? Family Hunting? (getting married at 24 is impossible. 26? 28? )
After setting up a family, I will have more time to settle on my own career path. How do I settle on it when my career are so unstable at the moment? 6 Months contract? The Heck!
So What the GOAL? What the path?
What lies ahead may not be clear. Though, I enjoy the process of the journey. I do not wish to reach the destiny. Walk slow, I need. Stop, I shall. As these are the time I treasured the most.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Something I wrote years back
Time will heals, we said
What left will be a scar,
A scar that remind the moments,
A scar that never gonna vanish.
It will stay there, just like the memory
What heals are just a shell,
Whats inside can never be heal,
The pain, sorrows that fill the heart,
What left is a disaapointment and fear,
A fear that never gonna love agin,am I?-inter-
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