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It all begins in the year 1996. I was bored and I found an old cassette tape in my sister’s drawer. It appeared that the cassette was taken from my brother’s car. The habit of borrowing and then convert to personal belonging seems to be the culture. Hahaha…

I had it inside my first walkman back then. Listening while commuting to tuition downtown. Back then my mandarin was terrible. I couldn’t even catch a word he sang. Slowly, I start to look into the lyrics. I learn and improve from there. The love songs…. ehmm.

Now occassionally when I am feeling blue, I will definitely play his CD. Like a therapy. Sort of. When i walk down any music stores, I would browse for Chinese music section to see if I missed out any of his cds. Not yet complete but whenever I had chance, I won’t miss it.

Last week, I bought the The Next Eternity ?????(Xia Yi Ge Yong Yuan) from Tower Records in KLCC after the lunch with Linpeh. He’s growing taller horizontally. Hahaha…

I am currently in the Oldtown Coffee with the toppest management meeting meet about watver shit we can talk. Hence, it reminds me of a story. A story of a cup of coffee… and the uniqueness of the coffee itself. This is how the story goes…

” The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems,but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.”

A group of graduates, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.
Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee, the professor said: “If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the simple and cheap ones.
While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.

Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee.
In most cases, it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.
What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you
consciously went for the best cups… Then you began eyeing each other’s cups.
Now consider this:
- Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups.
- They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not
define, nor change the quality of life we live.
- Sometimes, by concentrating on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee
God has provided us. Enjoy your coffee!.”

The happiest people don’t have the best of everything.
They just make the best of everything.”

You are the miracle, my friend;
Your life either shines a light OR casts a shadow!
Shine a light & Enjoy the Coffee!!!

KANO (AFP) - Mubarak Muhammad Abdullahi, a 24-year-old physics undergraduate in northern Nigeria, takes old cars and motorbikes to pieces in the back yard at home and builds his own helicopters from the parts.

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“It took me eight months to build this one,” he said, sweat pouring from his forehead as he filled the radiator of the banana yellow four-seater which he now parks in the grounds of his university.

The chopper, which has flown briefly on six occasions, is made from scrap aluminium that Abdullahi bought with the money he makes from computer and mobile phone repairs, and a donation from his father, who teaches at Kano’s Bayero university.

It is powered by a second-hand 133 horsepower Honda Civic car engine and kitted out with seats from an old Toyota saloon car. Its other parts come from the carcass of a Boeing 747 which crashed near Kano some years ago.

taken from yahoo!news

So, can we made one also? Then take me for a spin. :p

just because of Linpeh suggestion on the export of monkey earlier days, now it concurred that there’s a death of a deputy mayor in Delhi.

The deputy mayor of the Indian capital Delhi has died a day after being attacked by a horde of wild monkeys. SS Bajwa suffered serious head injuries when he fell from the first-floor terrace of his home on Saturday morning trying to fight off the monkeys.

The city has long struggled to counter its plague of monkeys, which invade government complexes and temples, snatch food and scare passers-by.

taken from bbc news

who to blame? Linpeh?

This is one of the news we don’t get to see on daily basis. Furthermore, we appeared again once on the IHT. Taken from the article, would you able to find out who is in the bed with you?

KUALA LUMPUR, Malaysia: A Malaysian woman who had sex with a houseguest says she mistakenly thought the man was her husband and has filed a complaint that she was raped, police said Tuesday.

The 40-year-old housewife in eastern Terengganu state alleged that her husband was away at work when she went to bed early Friday morning after making preparations for the annual Eid al-Fitr festival that weekend, said K. Manoharan, Terengganu deputy criminal investigation chief.

An hour later, she claimed a man whom she thought was her husband snuggled into bed and that they had sex although she didn’t see his face, he said.

She only realized her mistake when her husband returned and asked her about seeing their guest, who is his colleague, leaving her room, he said. The couple later lodged a complaint with police that she was raped, Manoharan said.

“We are a bit suspicious on the claims made by the victim. It’s strange — a woman not knowing if it’s her husband or not,” Manoharan told the Associated Press.

None of the three people were identified.

Police questioned the guest, a 29-year-old laborer who has been staying with the couple for the past two months, and released him on bail, he said. Investigations are continuing, he said, declining to give further information.

…. the mood still kicks in. The feeling of being lazy and such. In this moment of time, the festive season my heart wanders up north. Gezz, I miss the person so dearly while I was down south for the few days.

A break from a hectic works eventually refreshing a person. Allowing the person to renew and replenish themselves in preparation for the new trials and obstacles. The road block in life. That’s why it was said a short break can help further the journey.

I haven’t update my blog lately as consistent as usual. Just pray pray to straighten up my life as I foresee some adjustment needed.

More update soon…

“Slot machines are like crack for old people”

-keenan Ivory Wayans

Who are those that spent most of the time at the slot machines? Old people. And young people which old at heart. Enuff said.

Seriously, it is addictive and it kills time. Watching the screen, awaiting the result. Hahaha.. and it is so slow too.

I couldn’t get myself into the game. Seriously. Sigh*

“KINI ANDA BOLEH DAPATKAN PELEKAT KERETA ALUMNI SETAPAK HIGH SCHOOL BERHARGA RM8. 00 DI SEKOLAH TINGGI SETAPAK KUALA LUMPUR DAN MAKLUMAT LANJUT HANTARKAN KEPADA shoba_y2k(at)hotmail(dot)com”

In English translation

“Now You Can Get The Car Sticker for Setapak High School Alumni for RM 8.00 from the Setapak High School Kuala Lumpur. For more information, please send the email to shoba_y2k(at)hotmail(dot)com”

In other England/Mangrish

“KNN Fai tit go buy the sticker with bling bling for your kereta lembu (cow cart) especially for Starpark Hizecool Alumni for 8 skin from the starpark hizecool kl. to know more, spam it to the email lor.”

This Setapak High message is proudly brought to you by SHOBA, powered by frostier

MEGA REUNION EX SETAPAK HIGH SCHOOL DIADAKAN PADA TAHUN 2008.

SEHUBUNGAN DENGAN ITU SILA HANTAR BUTIRAN TERSEBUT KEPADA ALUMNI SETAPAK HIGH SCHOOL SECEPAT YANG MUNGKIN SEBELUM 31 DISEMBER 2007 & SEGALA KERJASAMA ANDA AMAT DIHARGAI. TERIMA KASIH. (lengkap & padat: bagi memudahkan utk dihubungi)

NAMA:
ALAMAT:
EMAIL:
BATCH:
NO TEL:

(send back to shoba_y2(at)hotmail(.)com & forward to all friends)

KEPADA: MANA-MANA INDIVIDU YANG BERMINAT MENYERTAI ‘COMMITTEE ALUMNI’ BAGI MEGA REUNION 2008 AMAT DI ALU-ALUKAN. KEMAHIRAN DAN KEPAKARAN ANDA AMAT DIPERLUKAN UNTUK MENJAYAKAN PROJEK INI. SATU PERJUMPAAN AKAN DIADAKAN PADA BULAN OKTOBER NANTI.
HANTAR NAMA & NO TELEFON ANDA UNTUK DIHUBUNGI. TERIMA KASIH.

The above message was taken from Setapak High School friendster message box. It was stated that there will be a mega reunion in year 2008 since the 2007 wasn’t taken off due to the sponsorship. Now that the program has been resumed, the alumni required the input from all the ex-setapakians on the mega reunion matters. Please forward all the email enquiries and questions to shoba_y2k(at)hotmail(dot)com before end of this year.

Things to be included in the email are the basic details such as name, batch, contact and address. The committee for this alumni are yet to be formed. Hence, those who are interested to help out please do not hesitate to email your particular to the above mentioned email address. The first pilot meeting will be held sometime this month. So haste not but send it asap. The mega reunion requires your expertise and support.

Come to think of it, maybe I should setup a forum for all the ex-setapakian to join. For this event perhaps?

This is the real story behind Lin Cock Wingz University. One day, a foreign consultant went to inspect LCW’s office to certify the ISO system which has made the record breaking in the world history. What record, no one knows to date.

The bosses showed him around the office to inspect the system. He noticed that the bosses kept on talking and everyone in the office were very quiet, despite the are errs and so on.

After the inspection, the first boss, Linpeh was asking him how was his ISO system. The consultant was puzzled because he had not seen any ISO system in place, be it in the practise or the documentation. He replied,” Tan Sri Wingz, I did not see any ISO being practiced in your office.”

Then Cocka was agitated by his remark. He said,” What do you mean no ISO. Didn’t you see my ISO being used in the office? KNN, do you know how many piao mei come to enrol?”

The Consultant sarcastically said,”Tun Cocka, what type of ISO are you using?”

Then three of them proudly replied, “ISO means I Say Only and that is the one I used! To make it efficient, only one boss come a day so they listen to one of us only at a day.”