Showing posts with label Ranting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ranting. Show all posts

Thursday, January 2, 2020

A letter to myself

Something that I wrote 7 years ago and left in my draft folder.
Here it's.
Good reminder.
Happy New Year 2020.

Dear Edwin,

First of all, idiot! Wake up! Why are you hoping for something that you had already knew it not gonna turn up your way!

You of all people should know it, you said it yourself, your 6th sense is very good & your precognitive sense never fail you. Why do you still choose to believe a lousy lie?

You don't hate liars, you said, but hate lousy liars. There you go.

So wake up.

Secondly, you're a smart guy. With IQ of 146 you can do many things!  Yet you let your pride & emotion get into you. How much does your pride worth? Really?

You gotta learn how to control your emotion. 



Thursday, August 1, 2013

The big leap and curse

A fortune teller once told me when I was 21. I've a "big leap" at 40. And, I might not survive it.

I'm not a fortune teller type of person but I remember this particular one. Cos he said, I will make it big by 30, and I did make it.

So I've been waiting for the "leap" to come. For it, I tend to hold back and try to be a responsible person. I'm afraid to hurt what was & who was to become part of my future.

But he also said, if I made it through, I'll be a prosperous person with abundance of fortune and happiness.

Let's see.... soon, I will need to face it, alone. Live or .......

Only then, I will know if I could continue writing here.



Thursday, January 19, 2012

a journey back to cyberspace


it's been awhile, a long time since i updated my blog.

but tonight, i wonder which nerve went to north and tickle my tofu brain. i "revisit" my blog.

i started using this space since 2007, as the breathing space for my overly bloated mind to release my overzealous ideas & tensions and do a little role-playing as a columnist. thinking that no one would ever read my post so i could write whatever i wish, rant whatever things that pissed my off. but my posts are getting lesser each year from a height of 56 (2008) dropped to 13 (2009), 3 (2010) and zero in 2011... perhaps, i was really happy and stress-free during this 3 years.

as i'm looking back at all the blogs i've written. i realized one thing, i used to be very idealistic and optimistic about life. i've lots of ideas and philosophy of how men and women, human to human should treat each other. in the inner most of my heart i'm still am but i also realized i'm starting to moving to a path of becoming the person that i told everyone not to be.

i believe it's time to relook, reflect and revive, and start living as the person i always want to be...

not being wealthy for sure. just being a better person ;)

the top 10 posts that ignited my 2012 new year resolutions.

kindness, a weakness?
choose to believe or investigate the truth?
you said, i said
i cried...
28 worst traits of an eligible bachelor...
i'm losing interest in women...
respect is the first criteria...
so... this is how it feels...
a pleasant august...surprisingly
apology needs to have substance



honesty could be the most disastrous decision?



when you've given your 100% trust to a person, open up fully and share your darkest history & secrets...

it's the scariest thing...

you can only pray & hope that this person will never use it against you and attack you when you're at your most vulnerable state...

p/s: and of cause, we always make this most disastrous decision when we're 'high'. :)



Tuesday, August 10, 2010

blind

i can't see what's beyond me cos i'm blind
i just can't read beyond my own blinds
today is the day that i try to push the blinds
yet i still can't read what is in my mind

can someone tell me what do i need to bind?
i've tried every thread that i could find
everyday i'm walking on a land mine
yet i've lost everything that was to be mine

why? every time when i thought i have it, i flunk?
i've given everything i could yet i'm just a junk
i try to give a smile but all i get are fangs
yet i'm still trying to fit within the rung

i'm blinded by my own desire & passion
can't you see it? or you refuse to comprehend?
i want to give all, and i've given
yet i should do more so i could win?

i've tried so hard, somehow i'm still a dung
i'm swirling within my glass of wine
cos the more i try, the more you whine
was it you, or me? or we both are just blind



Wednesday, July 1, 2009

a thief falls flat...

i woke up at 12.30 a moment ago, was very tired today due to the build up of numerous days of lack of sleeps. still stoned and blur, but i had to wake up cos i need to walk my husky boy. he has been holding on his bladder for whole day, ya, he's a bit of a clean freak. he will only pee outside of the house.

while walking out of my house i notice a huge black patch on my garden, i thought it was a new breed of weeds! i moved closer then only to realize that it was a dead kitten?! nope, it was a giant-size rat?! nope, it was a black squirrel?! what the hell was that?!

after doing some research and chatting with my neighbour we concluded that it was a musang or also known as asian palm civet or common palm civet or toddy cat (although it's not a cat species) and 'luwak' or 'luak' in indonesian, 'motit' in philippines and 'uguduwa' in sri lanka. a local menace that loves to climb the roof, steal food from homes and attack chicken farms.

cos' we have noticed some noise above our roof for the past few days, some rather large creatures were running above us. they even urinated on his roof and leaked through his ceiling into his bedroom! it certainly not a cat, cat would only pee at their usual spot. and not a rat, rat would not have this much of urine, that will leak through the ceiling... but we'll never know if this rat has huge bladder ;)

hang on, do you know there is 'kopi luak' in indonesia & 'motit coffee' in philippines made out of the coffee beans pass through their system undigested? hmm....

- notice the tail is almost 1.5 times of the body size -

- poor fella -

this is how a thief died, we concluded that this cute little fella, a baby civet fell off the roof and onto my garden. it was still 'soft' while i tried to wrap it with papers, so we suspected it died not more than 2hrs ago.

- look at its palm, it's chimpanzee-like. soft & thick -

and, this could be another reason how a thief died. he was trying to steal food or he could have had a 'cat-fight' with his other brothers & sisters over his mother's milk, and got thrown out of the roof...

- may you rest in peace, and never need to steal again in your next life -



Monday, January 12, 2009

2009... a myth in making...

i've been busy, really busy with sleeping for the past 2 months ;)

2008 was great, more ups than down, but when it reach the year end, downs is more that ups... every where is being hit by the financial swirl and i'm not spared from it. so i chose not to doing anything about it or rather i just chose to be in denial of the fore coming swirl.

but nonetheless, life is still good, simply because i'm happy.

2009 has been predicted by most that will be a very challenging year for most. i think the same too. i fore casted the worst is yet to be seen this coming year. i hope i'm wrong.

but nonetheless, so whatever it comes, i shall take it with a smile ;)

cos simply, i've a new love in life, a new goal, a new unprecedented project, a very important idea that i intend to give my full concentration to. something that i love, something that i've been thinking since many years ago. and i think it's time to embark on it. well, since the financial turmoil is hitting my industry badly. what to do....? advertising is always the first hit when global economy slows down. so what if you're the best brand strategist in the world? sometimes i wonder why do i love advertising so much? i should have become a pilot when i had a chance, a driver surrounded by many beauties is not a bad idea. but i missed the age group already ;)

so i'll be launching something fun this year, after chinese new year. lots of preparation needs to be done now...hmm... i'm just simply excited ;)

and ooh... happy new year to all ;)



Thursday, December 18, 2008

reassigning speed dials...

what's the purpose of speed dials? definitely is those that you call the most often. and these people are usually your BFF aka best friends forever, or simply said best friends. or just those numbers that you could reach out to in case of emergency, so family member's number will sometimes manage to squeeze into that exquisite top 9, well, some don't even have family members on their speed dials ~

but what if these speed dials don't answer your calls? or rather refuse to meet you after you've tried calling 9 times? are they still consider as your best friend and favorite people? or are we just being in denial, treating that party as best friends while they treat you like trash? a one-sided passion? truth hurts.. haks..

so it's time to reassign my speed dials, since i realized putting up those so-called best friends on my phone does look nice, and having 9 speed dials do give me a sense of security, as if i have 9 people to reach to in case of emergency. it does make me seem popular but at the end only make me less wanted.

so, reassigning the speed dials could as well mean reappointing your best friends...

too bad, there's only 5 persons in my family and i couldn't fill up the 9 available spots... what should i do? perhaps, just look for some so-called friends with nice pictures to beautify my speed dials ;)



Thursday, November 13, 2008

i dressed like a movie star to see the dentist

today, again, woke up in pain. it's been like this for a few days already. perhaps was having too much of oreo cheese cake! but it was yummy, i bought myself a whole oreo cheese cake as my birthday cake from the cheese cake legend - la manila, the birth place of the secret recipe chain.

i've been thinking, been preparing my mind. the pain was so severe that it made me pacing in a big circle aimlessly for about 5min! i decided today is the day, the day to have myself cut wide open by the demonic dentist.

i'm quite courageous person, afraid of no one, nothing but one - the dentist, seriously. perhaps was because when i was young, i was exposed to this horror movie called "the dentist". or rather, i was just simply a chicken when i knew i had to lie on the foam chair, looking into the spot light, allowing a stranger in mask spreading my mouth wide open while i have to pretend that i'm enjoying the intrusion through my precious lips, allowing him to peep into the back of my most active organ, and molest my white gems while pretending that he/she was my most trusted friend.

ok, this freaks me out.

so, i held my breathe, had my shower, gel up my hair, and put on my tight fitting black top, the ala movie star, took a most reluctant giant step out of the house. in my mind, i wanted to be my (almost) best, i should look my best even when i'm in pain ;) tried to charm my way through the clinic, especially the dentist with a wish that he/she would be gentle to me and most importantly charge me a cheap price cos' i know this will cost me a bomb. while hoping to see some hot nurses as in the nip/tuck to soothe my exploding level of anxiety.

unfortunately, there was only a fat indian female receptionist sitting alone in the first clinic that i visited. not a single hot nurse or hot patients, basically it look hauntedly empty. and worse still, the doctor was not even there and i need to make an appointment for tomorrow. i couldn't let my gungho-ness die down, i've prepared myself for this surgery for 2 years now. i'm super gungho today to have myself cut!! yes, i was first told by another dentist that i needed this surgery but i was such a chicken that decided to endure the pain...so i walk out, and "promised" to call back after asking the rough quotation for the surgery, she said, at least RM550 and depends on the complication.. wtf...?

i continued circling in the area looking out for other dental clinics, and storm was coming at the same time. at the back of my mind, why was the sky going against me today? adding salt to the wound?? then i saw this dodgy looking signboard, a malay owned dental clinic. i was thinking, a malay dentist is very rare, can he manage it? he can't even manage his signboard? the words were peeling off already... but i thought i should give it a try, since chinese & indian dentist usually charge exorbitant price. but there was no parking, i circle to the back of the shop, there was another dental clinic. this time round it was a chinese owned clinic. the signboard was green, and clinic name suggested that it could be another slaughter house. so the dodgy signboard, it is!

well, as expected, "this is bad" & "you're too late" were the 2 lines uttered by the malay dentist. he told that, my case was quite bad and explained to me that he couldn't cut me up today cos' it's swelling and it would bleed profusely should he perform the procedure on me. i need to extract the wisdom tooth and the other tooth that neighbor it (he miss out the top row's wisdom tooth, so it could be 3!!). but the worst was he said, he need to cut my bone! wtf....i almost piss in my pants already, thou i remained composed in my movie star costume. but deep down inside, my fingers had turn icy cold! but one thing calm me down was that, the quotation was rather soothing, minimum RM350 and every extra hour will be RM100 additional. after he prescribed me some antibiotics and painkillers, we set december 2nd for my bones to be cut and for him to dig into my gum.

anyhow, the painkiller doesn't work. and this time round,ponstan 500mg also failed on me. i could only console myself that antibiotic is working, and it is declaring war on the bacterias and germs in my gum, hence the parasites are retaliating...so, pain is a natural process, and soon the peace will arrive tomorrow...arggh....

now i just have to prepare my gungho-ness once more for the "opening ceremony". hopefully, i would be the G.I. Joe this time ;)



Friday, September 19, 2008

i'm writing a story...

the recent events unfolding by itself without any of my contributions. well, i did contribute a little, by casting my vote for the election.

while i wish i could do more, then i realized it's better to mind my own business. my business has been steadily moving forward for the past few months, it's time for me to start penning my new strategy for year 2009. time is running faster than we thought, whether is september 16 or not, it doesn't matter anymore. i just know, it is coming soon, i will just anticipate the trembles.

what matters is we're all merely primates running in the circle chasing a thing we call dream. sometimes the dreams cost us to sacrifice something, or i would usually call it an investment. but is it worth it or not? only ourselves will be able to tell. some says time will tell, i say, let's do it. it's now or never.

i've many dreams & aspirations, one step at a time, i was told. perhaps, sometimes we need to take a giant step too. but often, i was more inspired by this quote:

"i walk fast. if you can't catch up. run."

so i walk fast, faster than many. achieved more than my peers but sometimes, i fell then i climbed, i limped then i crawled, i wooed then i chased, i stopped then i planned, i moved then i rested...i think, it's time to rest again to recollect my thoughts...

while i rest, i have more things running in my already crowded mind... so i need to pen them down, i'm writing a short story now...what is it about? it's about the land of the primates... i shall publish it, soon ;)



Thursday, May 29, 2008

combo meal: french fries + chicken rice

i heard there is a viral fever going on in the city currently. some of my clients are ill too, on-off fever. well, i'm still having some residue aches from the backache yesterday. today, i have this fever-like joint pain & fingers coldness, well, whatever...i'll be ok.

i wonder why do i get a bit chatty these days, perhaps, i'm just lonely..haks! well, i supposed so, even when i called for SOS, i didn't get help even from my closest pal. i was weak, had no strength & feeling nauseous to get food on my own, called my best pal to pick me up for dinner, saying that i would take a nap first while he could finish up whatever he's doing. cos' i was told "don't worry pal, we live so close. since you live alone, i'll be there when you need me." so i took his word for it, well, i'm very naive sometimes. when i choose to believe someone, i believe 150%.... but he wants to be a good son and have dinner with his mom, so he chose to let his best pal die in hunger with fever....!

ok, yes, i admit i was behaving a little 'too' vulnerable, you know fishing for sympathy when you're ill. that's our luxury when we're sick, isn't it?? but damn! it didn't work a bit at all! men just never take bait from another man, shit. too bad i have no boobs and too bad he's not gay either! the next thing you'll see, will be me lying on the bed with sunken in face still waiting for the food. the world is rather unfair isn't it?

then my the other best pal, who i only manage to meet 3 times in the last 9 months while he only lives less than 15km from me. forever not free. i'm kind of given up on calling him. calling him for life emergency will be totally wasting my final moment of my life. i think by hoping "one of the passerby could/might be a hottest chick that i would spend my remaining few minutes with" is a more optimistic thinking/death wish... sometimes, i wonder, why guys' BFF can't be like girls' BFF? ooo..am i too women now? too sensitive to be a guy now? after all, keeping in touch, and giving & taking one step to/from each other are the key for maintaining any relationship. can't be taking/waiting all the time right? no? anyway, who cares when you do? why care when others don't? i'm just bitchy & sensitive they would say, wait till the circle is reverted then we'll see.

now you know, i'm not that popular as most people think i'm...or i usually make mistake in choosing who i want to be vulnerable with? i'm such an idiot...haha

then i have this craving for french fries again, some weird thing i crave when i'm not too well. just need something out-of-the-ordinary sickman food to satisfy my depreciating ego i guess. after all, savory food makes a sickman happy ;) french fries it is then! and on the way to mc donald's suddenly remember, this awesome chicken rice shop is still open, so what the hell, chicken rice & french fries. sound weird eh? chinese chicken rice with garlic chillies meets salty crispy french fries plus coke. it rhymes anyway, chicken rice meets french fries, sounds like a match! i finished my fries before even i reach home. yummy ~ then sipping the chinese soup then coke with my "gossip girl", kind a like this drama, cute. done 10 episodes today, 8 more to go for tomorrow...

oh..by the way, added this chat box feature here... i was told by some friends that they were shy to leave comments. saying my posts were too intelligent for them to leave comments which would make them look less than average...well, whatever, it sounds like a compliment and a critic at the same time to me.

anyway, leave message there when you can... hmm... my loneliness is really showing... ooh. i'm such a fine specimen of 'attention deprivation syndrome'... ;)