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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…

…. 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…

After been here for sometime, I had lost it and found it. Yes, indeed I have lost my innocence and found the blogger’s block. Basically it means I am so blur about myself that I ended up ain’t got much to blog about. Just when it seems to be drained, I have yet to turn to the surrounding for inspiration. The world itself is an oyster to me.

Notice I did that there wasn’t much of a proper post as well as good content. Some that came by would eventually think that my blog can be considered as a money making site that just got nothing but biased content paid by the advertisers. I am not being paid well to do that. So please that into consideration that I do still have the desire for blogging. It all drills down to the time and effort spent. In fact, at times I do envy of 5xmom and Ahpek for putting such effort in writing posts. Especially when it comes to few posts in a day.

The nature of my job does not giving me the luxury of sitting down and blog about things I had in my mind. Even my mind is being clouded with the job. Yes. Every minutes and seconds are being spend on the thinking of the work. Dealing with the customers and the business partners. How to go ahead from here. Planning every single move ahead in the corporate world. Knowing what are the things needed to be done. Actions to be taken. It really suck all the brain sap I had, which in the end I am dead tired to think further on the blog content as well as the language.

I don’t mind that the job is eating me up mentally, just that things that are confusing me myself and I. Knowing that in the coming Raya holiday, I planning to take 2 days leave sandwiching the public holiday I still need to apply not only to my immediate superior but few level up. So in case I am going into the boss room tomorrow to appeal for the leave (yes, i am using the word appeal even though I deserve it but not in the eye of my boss), pray for me ya?

To add the salt into the injury, the absence makes the heart go fonder. Rather some would say that it is rather the out of sight, out of mind.

I’m done for the day. Time to bed.

I have to work. *frown*
My boss doesn’t allowed me. *smack with a large trout fish*

No lah. It is wasn’t an opening I expected of. In fact, I wanted to take two days leave but due to the “lack of sales” I couldn’t get 2 days off. Anyway, back to the intended post. Which I ripped a little idea of her. Here how it goes for me…

I was birth to this place called EARTH. Tentative about the things around,as a result i’m learning to muddle through with every possible help i can find… or otherwise .. help comes to me..hehe.. ( i guess God must have sent His angels ).

We often associate sorrows, bitters, sadness and everything not good with rain. But just like God promise, after rain we will see the rainbow. It is true. Whenever after the rain, just look upon the sky and you’ll see the rainbow. If not, you can make a rainbow yourself. Just that after a quarter of the century on the place of Earth, it was due to all the wonderful friends I have and came to know. Those that were short term, long term or forever, indeed they are angel in disguise.

So, today it is my birthday. A quarter century old. Not so old and not so young. What will the rest of the years store for me? I shall be venture down the road, making new chapters of my life. Embarking on a new story. Perhaps a new hope. New frontier.

In a nutshell, happy birthday to me. Yayyyy!!!

In few days more, I will reach the quarter of the century. In recent days, I start to reflecting upon myself. Of what I have become of. Nothing new, nothing old. Just that it gives me the desire to change over a new look.Turning over a new leaf.

That’s why I decided to go green. A little over greenish I would say. Not sure if it soothe the eyes of the readers. But yes, I have again putting new theme over my blog. In which I hope that it will mark a new beginning instead.

Stay tuned….

They said that the only thing that is constant is change. It never ends. From the beginning of the earth and till the dooms day. Change will always happened. And it will keep on happening. Just like the wheel. Round in shape. *reminds me of my boss*

“Don’t expect people to be the same as you knew.”

It was a warning. From a friend to a friend.

In few days more, it will be at the quarter of the century. Looking back at the days, reminiscing at the changes happened in me. Before and after. Pre and post. Everyone around me changed too. For better or for worse?

I’ve come a long way. For that moments, for that ups and down. The community changed me or I changed the community? What I have become of. A cruel serious man whom lost his touch of naiveness and innocence? Who have gone from the idealist to realist.

Based on a fiction novel, I’ve watched it over a DVD from a friend… It basically tell how the Britain or Britinia was founded. Watever. i was so boring that I don’t have any stuff to watch. Hence turn on the movie for the sake of wasting my time at home.

For more spoiler, google the title and you get a plenty of them. Kind of boring I would say. *yawn*

I was at Berjaya Times Square this evening. Wanting to get a seat myself to watch alone any movie of my choice but to my surprise, there aren’t much choices left. Having watched Simpsons and Transformers, there left only Invisible and Invinsible Target as well as Flash Point. I’ve decided to skip and headed to Border.

There and then I found a book from Max Tucker entitled “I Hope There Is Beer in Hell” which reminds me of Fireangel. She such a doll. Don’t believe me? Go hunt her down in her blog. Too bad her last Harajuku was eons ago. Plead her. Maybe she will do it again.

Sh!t. I ran away from the topic. *Shrugs* Later

Garfield had Pooky.
Linus with his blanket.
Calvin and Hobbes - the stuffed tiger.

When we were kids, we will have our own kind of stuff that we cling on to. Something we believe in that the items provide us security. We had emotions and feelings upon those things. I’ve asked a few, and I came to know a few who had. I myself personally do have one too. It might be embarassing to talk about stuff like that. But hey, it’s something personal okay~!

Some called it security blanket, cuddles in UK or sort. In fact, about 60% of the child population had at least some sort of attachment to a security object. Be it soft toys, blanket, bolster and much more. It becomes also as an comfort object. It brings back the level of serenity within the childs.

In fact, I do have one. Yes. I did. And I shared with her not long ago. It is a quilt, and it has accompany me for the past 20 odd years. It was my best friend. No matter how hard and harsh was me to it, it never leaves me. Of course it can’t. Hahaha…. anyway, it some sort of a way provide me the feelings of being comfort. Now, it just sit under one of those luggage bag, hidden. Before that even when I was in primary, I used to had it with me. It is really worn out. Inside out. Outside in. Being into the washing machine numerous times, it still manage to stand against the test of time.

How about you? do you, my readers had some of those memories? In fact, even I asked Lisan, she also said she got a few throughout her age. She had from Lili, Baby and now is Junior. Ehmmm…..Reminds me of the time I named my sister’s teddy bears. A lot of time. Let me see… got Bobo, Gigi, Koko….Got mouse, dogs, cats, bears, panda and well, I forgotten…. hahaha… but there was like about 20 of them.. I think Rabbit also got one or two. Maybe she named for the teddy bear that CKYeo gave her when she was hospitalized?

What is yours? Tell me. I wanted to know…..

After doing the tag from AhPek, he just reminds me to pen down all the memories I had in High School. For that matters, I will grow old one day, and totally forgetting about the good old memories with my bunch of friends.

I never really cheated in exam. Minus the SPM time of course, which is totally unrelated matters which will find some time to talk about it. My first cheat which got caught was back in Form 4. It was pretty obvious. That time was cheating in History examination. Back then, the History subject seemed tough with the need to remember names and dates.

Somehow, during the first semester in Form 4 that due to the lack of interest, most of us unable to answer the examination. Out of all the questions, I manage to recalls some of the subjects mainly the socialism and such. Hence with Ivan referring the textbook, and I manage to pen down my answers, we exchanged our answers sheet.

Who knows that not only he copy the entire things without modification, but passed around to few more of my friends. There was a big hoohaa as even the top student also seems lost. He claimed that it was due to the Choral Speaking activities that we slacked. Almost everyone was copying someone during that examination of the History paper.

Now thinking back, it was fun and exciting breaking the rules. Hehe.