Revenge is so sweet. Yes i'm talking about you dear 'beloved' _ _ _ _. Watch out!

i love jeepney. Woot!

I've been to makati city recently. It's next to Manila and all of this cities are known as Metro Manila. Makati city is actually quite a modern city, it's the centre for business activities in the philippines. The name of the place sounds like some of the place in US. We have Forbes Park, Bel Air etc. But my main point is not to tell you how much i enjoy being there but to remind the Malaysian on how you should bersyukur and thankful that you are Malaysian. The things that had been happening lately has made some of the malaysian decided to migrate aboard. What shock me most is this people are well travelled, shouldn't they be more open minded? But then when i think about it, i realised that most of this people travel only to mega cities like US, Japan, UK but they never really been to Third World Countries.

I couldn't agree more to say that our country is not the best place to live in. Yes, it is not perfect. But nevertheless, i'm happy staying here.

I went to a big shopping mall named Glorietta (i hope i spell it correctly) and this taxi driver told us that this is the only section left at this mall cause apparently some other sections and parts had been bombed. Can you imagine when you go to Midvalley and the taxi driver said "oh, you can't go to south court, dah hancur kena bom". It send shivers to my spine just thinking about it. Some of the shopping mall that i've been to like SM mall and Landmark are open in one main door only where they will scan your body and bags. It's like boarding in an airplane but in fact you are actually entering a shopping mall!

The police were everywhere but it's a good thing cause it makes it easier to ask for direction. And they are very very very helpful. I went to a christmas bazaar at Bel Air Village, apparently it's a orang-orang kaya area. The houses are beautiful with christmas deco, but what bothers me the most is they have this tight security check before you enter. What the point of having a beautiful home when it is not safe?

But what i admired the most is the philippines people are very determined, friendly and they speak good english. The not so rich one will help each other. Even the panadols are expensive. And we malaysian complain when we only to pay RM2 in hospital. Wake up Malaysians!

The land of pangako sayo drama, it's been a wonderful trip!

p/s: Thank you for the picture above, will post up my own photos when i am rajin, tekun, berusaha, inspire enough to save it from my camera to my computer. yes i am that lazy. Maybe i will post about my hilarious jeepney ride soon. I said maybe ok.

come fly with me

Whenever i have problem, i will dream of this place. My sanctuary. My precious. It's been so long i haven't been here. It's been so long. I miss this place so much that my heart actually ached when I'm thinking about it.

This is the place where i usually think, cry, ponder, analyse, sulk, rejuvenate, refresh. A place that will bring out the best in me, where all my creativity will flow like sparks through the sky, shooting at every corner of the world. Not many people really appreciate this place especially during the night. That's why it is so calm, the water is still like my heart, without a wave, without a sound. I can still see the reflection of the sky and trees on the lake. Peaceful and priceless.

During the night, the sky is so clear, so beautiful, so huge that i imagine that all my problems will melt like particles into the sky. Just by looking at it, i believe that opportunity is just as huge as the sky, so many exciting things waiting for me out there.

Today, i imagine myself in this place again. Listening to my MP3 player playing a song from Michael Buble- Come fly with me. Then i will imagine myself soaring through the sky like Tinkerbell, like fairies. I'm acting like Alice in the wonderland again. The peter pan side of me that dosen't want to grow up.

And then i open my eyes, i saw keyboards, cubicle farms, telephone, post-it note, letters at tray. Dammed i'm still in the office! I'm planning to visit Guthrie Lake again someday, during the night of course, during the silent night. Memories are all i have right now. Suddenly that song is playing in my head again - come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away................

whisper it to me..........

The gunfire around us makes it hard to hear.

But the human voice is different from other sounds.

It can be heard over noises that bury everything else.

Even when it's not shouting.

Even when it's just a whisper.

Even the lowest whisper can be heard--- over armies,

when it's telling the truth.

Quotes from The interpreter.

I am so angry i can eat you alive!

I so f*king shit hate you. hate you. hate you. How dare you make those kinds of remarks! i don't care if you don't like me, i don't care a dammed shit. That's why in the first place i always prefer to work on my own. It didn't even bother me if i earn money from selling goreng pisang on the street side. I don't have to apply for cuti, no form to fill, no trying hard to impress my boss.

Why do people can be so selfish sometimes and the most disappointing thing is this comes from someone i'm close with. Don't try to tell me want i should do with my life. you never feed me, i never ask for your help. i survived so far alone in this big world coming from a broken family background. I survived and I SUCCEED. While your children trying hard to figure out about their life, i am already earning thousands from my job.

Go lead your pathetic life elsewhere!

In order to gain my sanity and chi and feng shui back from all of this, (this negative vibes is making me tired), i am going to enjoy myself by watching The Warlords.

Fact of life: I used to wish my parents would send me to learn wushu in china when i was small. God, i watch too much of Wong Fei Hong movie.

Spongebob and Patrick

During my school days, my friends are everything to me. We swear that we will become best friends forever. Nothing can torn us apart. I see my future with them, hand in hand, always comforting each other.

But now....... i don't even feel like adding them up in friendster (yes i know friendster is so outdated), and they are doing the same thing to me. Is it because of ego? or are we to shy to tell the other what we are doing for a living right now? So many questions that ran through my head, but unfortunately there is no answer. All i can say is this is life, it was meant to be like that. But deep down inside i knew i was to be blame of it. Maybe i didn't really put that MUCH initiative to contact them, to meet them. One simple sms would change everything.

Being a human, i prefer to put the blame on something else. This is not my fault, i would say. Work has taken half of my personal life and precious time. "Work is the culprit!", i say to myself. I would go home, eat, go to bed so that i can go to work tomorrow. It's a vicious cycle indeed.

The other day i went to carrefour, and i saw a good friend of mine back in university days. She was just in front of me. She still look the same to me. But somehow i feel like she's a stranger. My head and heart was debating whether i should say hi or not. And then, i just left, pretending i didn't saw her. Human are so weird sometimes, i am so weird.

Why didn't you just say hi to her? It's not really that difficult right? You might ask me this kind of questions, but i do have my own reason for acting this way. But that's another story.

A new beginning

A new beginning for me. Or was it the end?
I wish i was articulate, so that i can put all this things that run to my mind in words. Beautiful words. Just like colours that paint the canvas, telling a story, capturing the soul for those who set eyes on it.
I saw light at the end of the tunnel. This is going to be a memorable event.