When the lights dimmed.. and the sole light source came from the movie screen... my mind was beginning to filter out my daily life.. beginning to empty everything it had there jus a moment ago... I was switched to my movie mode.. to enjoy what is being presented to... half way thru the movie (kung fu Panda)... the old and wise Master oogway (turtle) said to Po, the panda... he said:
"Yesterday was called history. Tomorrow is still a mystery. But today is a gift, and that is why it's called the PRESENT...."
I've never tot of it that way... it proves how taken for granted we... ok...I have been to things just very normal or typical to me... i've always told myself.. dun take for granted on the small and normal things in life... do wat ppl always take for granted of.. and at that moment. no matter how u remind urself.. or i shud say.. How i remind myself.. if my mind is not set to really care about it.. reminding is nothing..
And yes... u all know by now... in the movies.. I have a silent moment to myself... all the hussle and bustle of the outside world shut off in a big theatre... where only yor tots may run freely... yes.. they will be laughters, screams, explosions etc... but its nothing compared to the noise which resonates in the outside world... the silent noise, where u dunno its there but it is there... the noises that shuts ur heart...
ChEeRs!~ Cherish now... for it is a Gift...
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
-Untitled-
I was watching a japanese drama. Like always the japanese managed to make a very interesting story line and touching plots. But what really caught me is their ending theme. So much similar feelings I have in common with the lyrics.
The dreams of that day,
even now I've always been chasing after them,
where am I about now
and what have i accomplished?
Can this key that had rusted out in a sigh, still open the present?
I'm still waiting for the dreams,
I believed in that I threw away,
that day's locker.
Much bluer than now, the gentle sky that could be seen.
What have i forgotten?
What have i remembered?
What have i discovered?
Asking these unanswerable questions,
the sky blurred with white,
the road that i couldn't advance on
continues on here and now.
No matter how many times I lose and make mistakes,
the dream isn't over.
No matter how much is done,
just giving up once would end it all.
A long ascent higher than i can see, is now before my eyes.
If I end up retracing my steps,
only regret awaits me, on the way down.
The heart's cry can't be heard by anyone.
So smile, let your tears fall and let yourself shine!
Look for your individuality,
even if its similar to someone else's.
Something is definitely different,
it can't be heard by anyone but i want to look for it.
Much bluer than now, the gentle sky that could be seen.
What have i forgotten?
What have i remembered?
What have i discovered?
Much bluer than that day, the sky i strongly trust in.
The road that i couldn't advance on, where is it now.
The me on that day,
I'm always waiting for you,
from the bottom of my heart.
Would you listen to me say a little something?
Wouldn't a little rest be nice too?
Song <Aoku Yasashiku> by Kobukuro.
Soundtrack for 'Dream Again'
Translation by Blackrabbit 2999
The dreams of that day,
even now I've always been chasing after them,
where am I about now
and what have i accomplished?
Can this key that had rusted out in a sigh, still open the present?
I'm still waiting for the dreams,
I believed in that I threw away,
that day's locker.
Much bluer than now, the gentle sky that could be seen.
What have i forgotten?
What have i remembered?
What have i discovered?
Asking these unanswerable questions,
the sky blurred with white,
the road that i couldn't advance on
continues on here and now.
No matter how many times I lose and make mistakes,
the dream isn't over.
No matter how much is done,
just giving up once would end it all.
A long ascent higher than i can see, is now before my eyes.
If I end up retracing my steps,
only regret awaits me, on the way down.
The heart's cry can't be heard by anyone.
So smile, let your tears fall and let yourself shine!
Look for your individuality,
even if its similar to someone else's.
Something is definitely different,
it can't be heard by anyone but i want to look for it.
Much bluer than now, the gentle sky that could be seen.
What have i forgotten?
What have i remembered?
What have i discovered?
Much bluer than that day, the sky i strongly trust in.
The road that i couldn't advance on, where is it now.
The me on that day,
I'm always waiting for you,
from the bottom of my heart.
Would you listen to me say a little something?
Wouldn't a little rest be nice too?
Song <Aoku Yasashiku> by Kobukuro.
Soundtrack for 'Dream Again'
Translation by Blackrabbit 2999
Friday, May 30, 2008
A small part of my childhood....
I grew up watching Indiana Jones.. My brothers was a big big fan of indiana jones... maybe because it was harrison ford's ability to portray the spirit, energy, and charisma of Dr. Henry Jones Jr.
Till now i can still remember the scenes of past indiana jones in my head like it was just yesterday... during the early 90s... these films was... jaw dropping.. altho now..if u look bac at it.. u might think so props are fake.. some effects were poorly done.. but during the 80s when they were made... they were inspirational... not only that.. their orchestrated movie sound tracks was... like magnet sticking on to ur brain.. and nvr wud have let go...
I was watching the lastest installment of Indiana Jones (IV with the name Indiana Jones and the kingdom of the crystal skull)... Indy said to his best friend, "maybe its the time when life stops giving and starts taking back things from us." (something near that) and Indy was looking at pictures of his father (Sean Connery) and another good fren of his, who both have already passed away... then it came to me... (yes.. i watch movie always got something hit me) When he was young... I watched his movies, the indiana jones series, the early star wars series, the fugitive etc... now i'm 24... i started watching him since i was 6... or younger... its been 18 years.. *gasp* another God's way to tell u... Time will not wait for u... He will not stop time just because a brat misplaced his heart and wasted time and life... I can see how time and age has already taken its toll on Harrison Ford, once young and filled with energy... now... old and wise...
I too have turn from a jolly chubby lil brat to a..... i will let u all to judge me for urself.. :)
CheeRs ppl!~
p/s: Happy Birthday to my dear Geminis' Pei Chuin and Pei Shuang.. :)
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Happy Birthday..... Eric
Birthdays are always something.... like an alarm clock... u get reminded that a year has gone by since ur last birthday.. u get shouted at by ur mind about what u have done and achieved the past year. Also, u're given a friendly notice that u've a set of things to achieve, a dozen of targets to reach and... time just went by u again... what have u been doing till now? its like a company's performance appraisal being done...
For example: <-- it means its AN EXAMPLE (not mine)
Found a job...... Checked
Have a car........ Un-Checked
Get organized.... Un-Checked
Treat your friends better.... half- checked
Total: Met expectation lvl 1 (barely pass)
Then the brain will begin to evaluate how u perform.. was it happy with the way u acted, or perform in the past year. Were there regrets, things u cud've avoided, what were ur successes etc etc... ...
So what've u accomplished Eric? I looked at myself thru the mirror at the early morning of 27th May 2008... ... My answer... "I don't know.. everything seemed to blur by... BUT... I promise you, Eric, when u ask me this time next year... i wont disappoint you." the mirror imager snorted and said... " We'll see... talk is cheap anyways..."
On a lighter note, Thank you again.. thank you.. for all ur smses, msges, calls and e-mails... I am really really flattered.. from jokingly unrespectful sms from my lil sis to loving video chats with eddie, from brotherly calls from old unimates to an unexpected birthday song from my colleague... I felt blessed.. yes... there wasnt a GRAND party with red carpets and all.. no bling blings... but all this small gestures... i am touched.. i really am... with it.. i will keep in heart.. when i am down and all.. i will remind myself.. "u have ppl thinking, supporting you... get up, dun rest by ur laurels anymore.. get up!"
Thank you once again! *bows*
p/s: thank u, eddie for the blog u wrote!
For example: <-- it means its AN EXAMPLE (not mine)
Found a job...... Checked
Have a car........ Un-Checked
Get organized.... Un-Checked
Treat your friends better.... half- checked
Total: Met expectation lvl 1 (barely pass)
Then the brain will begin to evaluate how u perform.. was it happy with the way u acted, or perform in the past year. Were there regrets, things u cud've avoided, what were ur successes etc etc... ...
So what've u accomplished Eric? I looked at myself thru the mirror at the early morning of 27th May 2008... ... My answer... "I don't know.. everything seemed to blur by... BUT... I promise you, Eric, when u ask me this time next year... i wont disappoint you." the mirror imager snorted and said... " We'll see... talk is cheap anyways..."
On a lighter note, Thank you again.. thank you.. for all ur smses, msges, calls and e-mails... I am really really flattered.. from jokingly unrespectful sms from my lil sis to loving video chats with eddie, from brotherly calls from old unimates to an unexpected birthday song from my colleague... I felt blessed.. yes... there wasnt a GRAND party with red carpets and all.. no bling blings... but all this small gestures... i am touched.. i really am... with it.. i will keep in heart.. when i am down and all.. i will remind myself.. "u have ppl thinking, supporting you... get up, dun rest by ur laurels anymore.. get up!"
Thank you once again! *bows*
p/s: thank u, eddie for the blog u wrote!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Mind BLOWING!
YES!!! I have finally finished my long awaited and anticipated 3 days seminar, with one of the world's most exciting trainer in business and mindsets. Mr T. Harv Eker. He managed to change hundreds of thousands of life in America before he came to Asia (Malaysia-Singapore). At first my definition of seminar is just sit and listen. And the occasional tab your neighbour and all... but his was... MIND BLOWING... LIFE CHANGING... my God... he really packed not a punch... but a massive atomic explosion to the ppl (including me) who went to this seminar.
This are just a small part of ppl that i managed to take a picture of. There were approximately 4800 ppl stuffed in to MINES exhibition Centre. for 3 whole days.. from 9am till 11pm.. we stood/sit/played/cried/hugged/high fived/shake hands/dance etc etc from the very first minute. It was definitely a very good avenue to network and socialize with different walks of life. Business owners who are successful already, business man who are struggling, engineers, fashion designers, business consultants, publishing ppl etc etc... I cant tell much of what I've heard, and some activities i will not tell.. cause we have a strict oath of confidentiality among the participants... and also the activities we do in this seminar are so powerful that if i leak out... next time anyone among you wanted to join will bring little meaning to you if u already knew what he wanted to do. Any how... if any1 of u.. wants to go.. tis nov... there is another similar seminar in Singapore.. RM425 only... WORTH it... MY GOD!!!!! i tell you.. u will be pinned down when he starts firing and telling you the reasons on why u are still not doing anything to be rich. (now some of your mind might be thinking, i'm happy with what i have now. why bother? or something along the line. well.. if so.. u shud even more go and listen...) some may say why are u paying RM425 for this... just say his first speech at NAC (National Achiever's Congress) was compelling.. until.. I didnt pay RM425.. u see RM 425 are for... common folks (leong, if u are reading..its jus a joke) I am a VIP!!! :) so dun ask me the price.. and dear, i'll tell u when i see u.. hahahaha... so u see... go.. if u get the chance...
What is this?? 100 note and a candle?? hehehe.. ONE of the confidential activity.. i'm exposing it now!!!!!.... IN YOUR DREAMS!!!!! hahahha.. all i can say is... look at my hand and finger position and just out of the picture's reach... the candle was there.. SO! what do u think i did... i learned my lesson here... alot.. and i know more about the way i think of money... i'll let ur imagination run wild... did i chickened out?? or did i.... :) OH! i just notice.. ah leong is on the other row looking at me.. hahahahahah....
p/s: if any1 of u ever heard and wanted to go to this seminar.. please don't wait any longer.. GO GO GO.... Eddie dear... i wan u to go to... more pics will b up.. but please forgive me.. the pictures will b all in wrong angles.. haha.. CHEERS!!!
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
EARTHQUAKE!!! Hide under bed, table, mat... anything u can cover ur body with!!
YES!!!! EARTHQUAKE>.. i was jus sitting there... playing my game.. when suddenly.. i felt my self drifting left and right abit.. my vision (or so i tot) was blurred cause things started to move a lil to left and right... THEN i calmed myself down and really go feel wat the heck i'm going thru.. do i need to see 'House' or something else... and it was something else.. everything i touched was shaking abit.. HA.. and i called my house mate if he felt it.. he said.. YES... then walked away.. hahah its his 4th time feeling such light tremors... meaning somewhere in indon or off mly's coast was an earthquake.. i pray no one is hurt or involved... but actually.. if the earthquake DID not had such a potential to devastate an area.. like wat it did to Sichuan... i think it wud b very cool thing... cause the light tremor i had.. altho shock the 1st few seconds.. (my first time ok..) then it felt like ogawa massaging chair.. hahaha... i cudn't bothered bout it and contnue my game.. hahahah... like i told my friend... if it really turned ugly.. i bet i wud b the 1st one to go... hahahha.. touch wood.. cheers now ppl!!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
This and that...
I was watching a movie on Star Movies the other day... "Too you to Marry".. its about this couple who are both 18 yrs old. They love each other and got married... the girl got to go to Harvard Uni and the guy Cambridge.. but u noe la.. 18 yrs old teens.. the guy stayed back and work and the girl went to Harvard.. and the story slowly unfolds... the couple was starting to feel a gap came into existance between them.. the guy worked as a construction worker... the lady went uni and belajar and THEN... one guy from the uni started to go after this lady... then ya da ya da ya da... they KISSED... hahahha... this part is interesting... she came home after that and hug the hubby and said she miss him... ok.. i will tell the story till this point.
I told my lady colleague, " See See See... do wrong time baru come hug say miss la.. love u la.." then she was like.. "er... er..." Ha! as i expected... ppl are like tat.. sigh.. how sad... i dun blame only girls... i noe guys are also like tat... but... sigh.. y must it always be - do wrong then noe what is right... BUT then we always repeat our mistakes... after that we'll do wrong again and then noe wat is right...again... hahahha....
ON a lighter note........... well there isnt one.. hahah.. i'm blogging for the sake of updating my blog for the moment... quite busy with work.. take care all.. CheeRs!~
I told my lady colleague, " See See See... do wrong time baru come hug say miss la.. love u la.." then she was like.. "er... er..." Ha! as i expected... ppl are like tat.. sigh.. how sad... i dun blame only girls... i noe guys are also like tat... but... sigh.. y must it always be - do wrong then noe what is right... BUT then we always repeat our mistakes... after that we'll do wrong again and then noe wat is right...again... hahahha....
ON a lighter note........... well there isnt one.. hahah.. i'm blogging for the sake of updating my blog for the moment... quite busy with work.. take care all.. CheeRs!~
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Awwwwwwwwwww....
So! the question now is, should i get a golden retriever?
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.. look at those retriever puppies!!!! or should i get a terrier??
Look at it.. doesn't it melt your heart?? I'm staying in a condo, not much room.. i guess this is a better dog than a retriever....
Or then again.. i cud get a shih tzu... look look... how cute~~~~~~
So which do you think i will buy?? the answer is... NONE... hahahah... i noe i love doggies.. but.. not now.. not now... i'm eager to get one.. but i noe.. i shudn't.. hahaha.. so y blog bout it? cause i've nothing to do now.. hahaha.. and was browsing thru the doggy pages... wondering that what if i have one of these... or that.. what shud i have?? hahaha....
p/s: i dun mind if any1 wants to give me a free retriever or terrier or shih tzu... or some other breed.. I PROMISE I'll BE A GOOD BOY *innocent eyes*.. hahaha... cheers ppl~
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.. look at those retriever puppies!!!! or should i get a terrier??
Look at it.. doesn't it melt your heart?? I'm staying in a condo, not much room.. i guess this is a better dog than a retriever....
Or then again.. i cud get a shih tzu... look look... how cute~~~~~~So which do you think i will buy?? the answer is... NONE... hahahah... i noe i love doggies.. but.. not now.. not now... i'm eager to get one.. but i noe.. i shudn't.. hahaha.. so y blog bout it? cause i've nothing to do now.. hahaha.. and was browsing thru the doggy pages... wondering that what if i have one of these... or that.. what shud i have?? hahaha....
p/s: i dun mind if any1 wants to give me a free retriever or terrier or shih tzu... or some other breed.. I PROMISE I'll BE A GOOD BOY *innocent eyes*.. hahaha... cheers ppl~
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
I've decided~~
Well.. there were tonnes of internal decisions and questions all waiting for my approval. As the president/prime minister of my self govern countries called Eric's brain, body and soul, I have the responsiblity to make decisions, which not only have to be approved by my right and left parliaments (brain), those decisions must be in the best interest of the ppl in my country (which is me)... after weeks of debate about entrepreneurial potentials, job changing prospects, one big and famous investment portfolio or stick to the the average joe's way of life.. the so called stable and no risk taking life... well the later one is definitely a no no... yes i like stble... yes.. i like riskless thngs... BUT before that... i wan to b challenged, i wan to b uncomfortable; ultimately, I want to grow and be what i should be... so the wise men (male hormones & genes) and women (female hormones and genes, altho they are very little in my brain, but my brain does not practise the policy of sexist/one gender parliament.. hahaha...) in my right and left parliaments have reach a 2/3 majority of how my life shud be governed.. after weeks of name calling, monkey howls, pure madness and confusion (something like taiwan and our recent malaysian parliament meetings)... finally 2/3 majority was shown when my prayers was answered (actually it was hundred quite alot of time, but i jus nvr wanna see it or listen to it) ...
So i've decided to go slow... work my butt off... take it slow... see my surroundings... calm down.. and find something to focus on... go slow, steady... like 'tai chi' when not attacking, flow with the surrounding, be one with the universe, be calm... but when i wan to step up.. when i am attacking.. my energy shud burst out like a tidal wave, will power over physical strength... heheheh... so ya.. tats it for my personal updates... how have all of u been?? I wish u all well... and chhheeeerrrsss~~
Some ppl may know who she is... anime freaks will say i'm outdated.. but i've always wanted to watch 'Hell Girl' - Jigoku Shoujo... altho i havent finish the whole series, but after quite a few episode of this anime, i got the feeling tat the author is potraying that this world is dark and cold... and our only justice is vengence.. but actually, the victims' problems can be solved in alot of ways... but this anime is like showing me how human is so easily tempted to use vengence and solve problems by force...
There is a condition when using her ability... She will promise to send ur enemy to hell immediately BUT one curse needs 2 graves dug... hehehe.. meaning.. u will need to go to Hell also.. but tat is after you die.. so ur enemy gets to go Hell now, and u get to enjoy life till u die and wander Hell for eternity.
This is the tool of Hell Girl. You will be given one of this straw man... when u wan ur vengence to be heard and sent to her.. untie the red string... hehehe
"Oh Pitiful shadow cloaked in darkness,
Thy action cause men pain and suffering,
Thy hollow souls drawn in thy sins.
How would you like to see what death is?"
This are chanted before she brings his victim into hell.. hehehe... if u have an apettite for something a lil dark... i recommend this to u all..
cheers~~
So i've decided to go slow... work my butt off... take it slow... see my surroundings... calm down.. and find something to focus on... go slow, steady... like 'tai chi' when not attacking, flow with the surrounding, be one with the universe, be calm... but when i wan to step up.. when i am attacking.. my energy shud burst out like a tidal wave, will power over physical strength... heheheh... so ya.. tats it for my personal updates... how have all of u been?? I wish u all well... and chhheeeerrrsss~~
Some ppl may know who she is... anime freaks will say i'm outdated.. but i've always wanted to watch 'Hell Girl' - Jigoku Shoujo... altho i havent finish the whole series, but after quite a few episode of this anime, i got the feeling tat the author is potraying that this world is dark and cold... and our only justice is vengence.. but actually, the victims' problems can be solved in alot of ways... but this anime is like showing me how human is so easily tempted to use vengence and solve problems by force...
There is a condition when using her ability... She will promise to send ur enemy to hell immediately BUT one curse needs 2 graves dug... hehehe.. meaning.. u will need to go to Hell also.. but tat is after you die.. so ur enemy gets to go Hell now, and u get to enjoy life till u die and wander Hell for eternity.
This is the tool of Hell Girl. You will be given one of this straw man... when u wan ur vengence to be heard and sent to her.. untie the red string... hehehe
"Oh Pitiful shadow cloaked in darkness,
Thy action cause men pain and suffering,
Thy hollow souls drawn in thy sins.
How would you like to see what death is?"
This are chanted before she brings his victim into hell.. hehehe... if u have an apettite for something a lil dark... i recommend this to u all..
cheers~~
Thursday, May 1, 2008
The National Achievers Congress 2008...
Last weekend.. i took 2 days from my weekend to attend the Malaysian National Achievers Congress in Kuala Lumpur Convention Center. This event has been around in Malaysia for a surprisingly 16 years... and everytime they manage to make a full house out of it.. 2500 ppl cramped into the KL Convention Center hall to listen to ppl who have reached financial freedom, who have succeed in their life in sales, investments, entrepreneurship, charity and wealth management.
Thats one of the banners they use to advetise about this event... And this Joe Girard... He was, i must say one of the most inspiring speakers on the 2 days event. He holds the world record for being the world's best salesman... y.. cause for his 15 yrs in car sales career.. he has sold 13001 cars, which translate to an average of 72.27 cars a month... Normally.. if u can sale 20 cars in a month.. u are VERY VERY good already.. wat more to say... 72 cars a month... He has a record in the Guiness Book of record of selling an average 6 cars...A DAY!! .... anyhow... he was very inspiring in his talk... he shared how he starts his daily life, his past... how he drop from glory to dirt, where there wasnt food to eat for his family to becoming no.1 salesman. When he came in for the speech... he made a huge entrance, flashing his business card to everyone on his way to the stage... he is 80 tis year, and he speaks with such power and fire...
And this person i took picture with is an entrepreneur, a leading wealth consultant, and he is also the chairman for XL Results foundation, a global entrepreneur network, which also do charity and give bac to the society...
"The key to wealth isn't in how you invest your money. It's in how you invest your time."
"Each day of hard work is a day further from wealth."
"Wealth isn't the end. It's the beginning."
"If you want to be rich, avoid being too smart. Intellectual analysis will kill the nature of wealth like it kills the nature of a good joke."
Thats one of the banners they use to advetise about this event... And this Joe Girard... He was, i must say one of the most inspiring speakers on the 2 days event. He holds the world record for being the world's best salesman... y.. cause for his 15 yrs in car sales career.. he has sold 13001 cars, which translate to an average of 72.27 cars a month... Normally.. if u can sale 20 cars in a month.. u are VERY VERY good already.. wat more to say... 72 cars a month... He has a record in the Guiness Book of record of selling an average 6 cars...A DAY!! .... anyhow... he was very inspiring in his talk... he shared how he starts his daily life, his past... how he drop from glory to dirt, where there wasnt food to eat for his family to becoming no.1 salesman. When he came in for the speech... he made a huge entrance, flashing his business card to everyone on his way to the stage... he is 80 tis year, and he speaks with such power and fire...
And this person i took picture with is an entrepreneur, a leading wealth consultant, and he is also the chairman for XL Results foundation, a global entrepreneur network, which also do charity and give bac to the society..."The key to wealth isn't in how you invest your money. It's in how you invest your time."
"Each day of hard work is a day further from wealth."
"Wealth isn't the end. It's the beginning."
"If you want to be rich, avoid being too smart. Intellectual analysis will kill the nature of wealth like it kills the nature of a good joke."
The above is a few of his ideas about wealth and how we should approach it...
By attending this conference, I've manage to open up my mind to other famous speakers like Blair Singer (Robert Kiyosaki's business partner for 20 years), T. Harv Eker (he went from zero to a millionaire in 21/2 years) and many more powerful speakers... My brain started to feel uncomfortable after the 1st day... it was asking alot of questions and answers werent anywhere near to be found... At the end of the 2nd day... that feeling of uncomfortable-ness was getting even stronger within me... I was asking how did all this ppl achieve all this.. how can they be so brave and step out to the unknown... I told ed, (and i think i scared her) i told her... i felt something wanting to come out from me.. (sounds like an alien trying to rip out from my rib cage huh?) it felt like i wanna change myself and b something else.. i dunno wat.. i guess tats wat inspiring ppl can do.. they effect and influence you with their contagious energy..the fire to unleash what really lies within you.
I'll take things one at a time... but entrepreneurship is the road to travel by me... i guess, after this conference i start to see myself stepping out and wanting to be more than what i am now... it will be a long and winding road... and it definitely will be very bumpy for me.. and i noe i still do not have the right ability to b one yet, but T Harv Eker said :" Just Do it, Get in the game and correcting it along the way." " Wealthy successful people have Fear, doubts, worries, inconvenience, discomfort and uncertainty; But they do not let these emotions control them, they act In Spite of all those feelings." " and by typing till here.. CHelsea match just started... hehehe cheers ppl...
p/s: ppl with entrepreneur feelings like mine... gimme a msg.. heheh.. cheers!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
speed away, train..
I woke up early today, its a new beginning for me. No more lecture classes to attend but a more serious and important routine has replaced university that is work. I've never been fond of being late for anything, and work is no different. The train will be my legs and it will send me to where i wan to go. The breeze from the train passing me before it stopped by the station is new to me, its not like university anymore.. i dont see familiar faces anymore on this train filled with strangers. I better get going then. speed away train, let me be there early for action!
Its a great day today, the birds are singing, the warmth of the sun just nice, the coldness of the night still lingers in the morning breeze. Today will be my first day at work. I wonder how my colleagues will be... Will there be alot of handsome guys, will there be ladies of my age.. now that I have left university and have my first step taken in to the working world. I need to start dressing up and making up to usher this new beginning. Thats why i'm up early, to do all that but i fear i wont be ready anytime soon.. lets just pray i reach work JUST in time.. hehehe.. :p speed away my train.. dun make my first day be a late day~
At work the people were friendly enough. Maybe I made a good first impression in coming in before anyone did. I think I will keep this up.. Finally the long 8 hours has flew by and now i can go home to the comfort of my room.. i feel a tid sore all around.. but i know I'll get used to it.. I know i will.. The train is finally here to send me home, its kind of time wasting waiting for it to come.. Lets see.. which cart should i take.. Well the head of the train seems empty enough compared to the sardin packed carts behind it. Mayb cause less ppl want to walk so far infront just to get in.. but there is no seats left available.. Oh well, I'll just stan....... What is this sweet smell that tingles my nostrils.. I turn to meet the bearer of this enticing smell.. and there she stands, just by the door of the train... her skin was as fair as snow, her long black straight shiny hair like calm night, our eyes met and immediately i could feel my heart miss a few beats and hotness shot up to my cheeks.. Noticing that i was staring, i immediately turned but my clumsiness made me bumped onto a big burly indian man.. ashamed and overwhelmed by awkwardness, i apologised and stood by the opposite side of her in the train... Silently i peeked at her.. her eyes was big and shiny, she was looking through the train windows outside to the moving world... her tranquil look was so enchanting... the train stopped.. as the door opened she walked gracefully out... then it dawned upon me.. where am i?? Crap! i overshot my station while being bewitched by her beauty.. going out now will only make things worse if she notice me.. I think i should get out at the next station... But if i have to do this every day.. i will... :) speed away train, let time speed as fast as you so i can see her tommorow.
*puff* it was quite a day.. but my colleagues was wonderful.. i wonder if i can leave work everyday at the same time.. right at the stroke of 530pm.. then i will have more time for myself.. The train at this time is already packed.. i guess standing at the first cart is the best solution, it at least still have spaces to strecth. The city is such a busy place.. looking through the window of a moving train and watching the ppl below rushing around like ants going about their work, some heading home, some going for dates.. hmmm.. a date.. i wonder when i can get one in this busy city... the train stopped again, its kind of a waste of my time stopping through so many stations before it reached mine.. I wish it wud just send me straight home.. Hmmm... there is a guy staring at me.. i wonder is it because my dress had a smudge on it.. o is it my face? I confronted him by looking straight at him.. i though i saw him blushing but i guess i startled him by doing so.. he stumbled on an indian guy behind him while turning.. how clumsy is he.. hehehe.. oh well back to city watching.. As the train slowly sped away towards my station.. i notice through the reflection of the window that young man, which was staring at me just now is... staring at me again... He doesnt seem bad or pervertic.. he has a boyish look to him.. some what good looking i must say.. his features isnt rugged or manly.. a gentlemen look to him.. speed away train.. i'm getting tired already.. the train stopped as i wish for it to speed off, i was at my station already.. i wonder if that guy is going out at this station too... I guess not.. he is still standing there, must be staying somewhere after my station..
No more going back on the right time... it seems my company has just received a huge project that is going to make all of us do overtime for the next 3 months. Its my second day at work and i'm catching the 10pm train home already.. as i drag my already tired legs up to the train station, my heart was thinking if i could still catch a glimpse of the lady from yesterday.. But i know no matter how fast my legs take me to the station.. she was 5 hours from me already.. i guess this is where i will stop seeing that angel. The train arrived and to my suprise, its still filled with ppl.. a city will always b a city.. the ppl work from every hours to any hours.. i still chose the first cart not because it was emptier but i hoped to see her... As i step in... the sweet smell was not there any more.. sigh.. i know it was too good to be hoping i wud have a chance to see her.. as i position myself to grab the handle of the train, there she was hugging the pole of the train.. my heart again stopped.. as if time stopped.. she was still.. her body was tired and leaning on the pole for support.. her eyes drained.. but she was still so enchanting.. she shifted alot on the pole as if sending a msg out that the pole wasnt what she wanted to support her.. she looked up at me.. but this time my reaction was fast enough.. i immediately looked at my watch.. hehehe... i'm getting good at peeking at her.. hehe.. as i looked up again.. she was at her tired pose again...her sweet smell drifted over to my nose again.. intocixating me for another time and like poison that makes illusion in your mind, i started to imagine if i had the courage to know her.. wud i be so lucky to be the one supporting her instead of that cold hard pole... at that very instant i was envious with the pole.. praying to God to change me to the pole for just that few intances... speed away train please.. at your fastest speed.. speed away and for my love is tired.. speed away and take me home too, for she has made me drunk with her beauty..
My sweet dream of going home right on time has been shattered.. i've been assigned to a team with an important project that will last for at least 3 months... it seems i will have alot of time in the office than at home... I cant believe its already 9 plus in the night.. anymore darker and i might just take the taxi back home.. I am very tired already.. even before the train came.. i was 'fishing' on the bench while waiting for the train... without thinking my body instinctively walked towards the first cart and slumped on the pole.. throughout the journey i wasnt really awake.. but there was an instance i felt i was being watched.. i opened my eyes.. and there he was.. the boyish guy, he was acting to look at his watch.. but i caught his eyes before he managed to look down.. such a silly guy, he thought he could escape my eyes.. hehehe.. but i'm too tired to be exposing him.. speed away train... so that i wont look piggish in front of that boyish guy..
I've been enjoying life for the past month.. not because of the late hours, but because i get to smell the sweet fragrance from her, which was my reward after a long day of work and to see her everytime i go back at such a late hour was my most anticipated moment of the day... most of the time she looks tired.. but there were instances as if she knows that my heart skips a beat for her.. the way at times she looks at me.. like a small puppy inviting me to pet her.. but.. for a month already.. i havent choke up the bravery to even say hi, let alone pet her.. all i know what to do is blush and look down at my shoes... how stupid is that.. speed away train.. let her reach the safety of her home.. I have already made it a habit to send her off to her station.. i bet she wud be thinking that i stay at the next station.. but for her.. my destination will always be the next station after hers and risking to miss the last train is alright for me as long as i get to see her.
Maybe i'm thinking too much.. but this past one month, i feel happy and safe even going back at such a late hour after work. i know this sounds silly... without knowing the boyish guy, I feel safe with him on the train.. sometimes when i'm too tired, he would watch over me.. like a silent agreement he made to himself to protect me.. he will always be somewhere near me but never approaching.. at times when i still have the energy, i would be naughty.. looking at him with my big teary eyes.. making him blush and looking awkwardly at his shoes... heheh.. he is cute when i catch him looking at me.. speed away my train.. send boyish guy back home.. he stays further than me, its not safe for any1 to b out in the dark.
Like waking up from a dream, I stopped seeing her in the train for 2 month already.. this is really an impact to me.. also as suspected, my project got extended and now i have to work over time for another 3 months.. just my luck.. losing the angel that gave me strength is bad enough.. now extended project for another 3 months means my reserve energy would be drained dry.. sigh... i wish she would be there to see me again... at first i thought she was sick and have been absent for work for a few days... then i even tried leaving early from work to catch the 530pm train, thinking maybe her overtime work is done... I have even tried going through every cart.. and lastly... observing the ppl that leaves the train when it reaches her station... but not even a glimpse of her could be seen.. even her sweet smell has not surfaced for such a long time... my mind wonders where had she been? did she quit her job?? did something bad happened to her? speed away train.. there is no reason for me to stay on you for so long anymore.. let me go by the world in you...
As i prepared to leave the office for the train station, Melvin my colleague offered to send me back.. i considered my options and agreed that he could do so.. not because i'm lazy to walk but today was a heavy workload day and i needed to really get some sleep.. Melvin was humourous enough.. joking the whole way back.. when i got bac home.. i was.. not tired anymore.. too much laughing i guess... To my suprise the next morning he was waiting under my apartment to fetch me to work.. he said he was just staying nearby, a free ride.. y not? He continued to be my driver to work and from work for the next 2 months.. during that 2 months i often thought of the boyish guy on the train but often enough i was pulled back to the real world by Melvin's often lame jokes.. And on one fine sunny day in that 2 months, Melvin gave me my first bouquet of flowers and asked me to be his girlfriend. I said yes........ After i finished the project i was teamed to, i was put into Melvin's team to handle another project for 3 months.. And this means i get to have free rides again.. hehe.. i don't need the train to speed away anymore..
On the fourth month of not seeing her, i routinely stepped in the first cart of the train. And to my amaze, that once so familiar sweet smell came rushing in to my nose as if 2 long time lovers rushing to hug each other. My head swive from one side to the other searching in the crowds to find her... and there she was.. wearing a floral dress.. she was as elegant as ever.. her innocent look staring blankly in to the space outside the train window.. as she turned and our eyes meet after so long... there was something wrong... the spark in her eyes was gone, the past in such situations she would be at her naughty self and teasing me with her eyes.. but as soon as she noticed she and i was staring, she turned away, her long hair swived with her head motion.. i wanted to ask what was wrong but who am i... a stranger to ask... she never moved from her position that was looking at the outside of the train through the mirror... speed away train.. let her go back and calm herself.. she left the cart and i took another train back from the next station.. when i pass her station.. i saw at the entrance of the station a dark figure hugging a lady in floral dress and a bouquet of flowers on the floor... i tried to walk to the end of the cart to catch more glimpse if that was my angel.. but the merciless train speed away... which left me there wondering... hoping it wasnt her...
Like they say... after 3 months of honey moon period, lovers' feelings will settle down and problems will arise... and it was true... Melvin was leaving the company to the overseas to work.. he knew it was happening but still he kept it from me... we started argueing and in a rage i rushed out of the company and took the train home.. i was drained.. i don't even have the strength to let my tears roll out.. he called.. but i just let the phone die off... and suddenly i felt a feeling that i havent been felt for a long time, a familiar figure standing at a familiar distance, i turned and there he was, the boyish guy, he looked mature... no.. not mature but drain.. as if something happened to him that took away the once eager, energetic and kiddish look... i turned away from him for i do not wish him to see me in a weak state.. along the journey, he was observing me on and off... i was looking at the reflection of the mirror at him.. like usual.. he never noticed.. i saw his concerned look.. silly guy.. u dun even noe me... speed away train.. let him leave and save his energy on himself and not concerning about me... as i leave the station.. another familiar figure stood at the entrance waiting for me... Melvin, with his bouquet of flowers. I vowed to myself not to be weaken.. He apologised and hand me the flower... i swung my hand and the flower made a dramatic fall to the floor.... He held fast my arm and explained full and long... and finally..he said.. he was not going anywhere and was staying for me... with those words.. my hostile eyes turned sheepish... he hugged me tightly... as the train from the opposite direction came.. speed away train... i guess i don't need you again to send me back...
After last nights incident it strenghtened my will to go and know her.. to be her friend.. to love her... I made a silent promise with my inner self I would do it... The time has come... the noisy-ness of the train engine was nothing compared to my beating heart... I stepped in.. and that sweet smell again enveloped my senses, making already chaos-ed me even more in a chaotic state. She was at her old place again... standing by the pole.. But this time... something was different... she wasnt leaning on the pole.. she was leaning on a guy.. her back was on his chest.. she was snuggling using the back of her head on his chest.. She noticed me as i enter.. i made a faint smile.. holding bac all the agony and sadness... my eyes was going to betray me.. i tried to stop looking while they were chatting.. But i couldnt.. as if my heart was forcing me to watch..to look at the chance i have wasted... Being idle and not doing anything, she wont be yours... thats what my heart was telling me... As if sensing my sourness, the guy put his arms around her waist, marking his territory known.. And that was the last i could bear.. i looked away...my hands was cold... Speed away train.. i begged of you.. take me away from this cart of sadness... When it reached my station.. i hesitated.. I mustn't let her know all this while i was staying a station before hers... please Mr. Train.. fly... fly away.. i can bear no longer to even glimpse at their happiness through the reflection of your windows...
Melvin's car broke down last night, and he had to take it to repairs... so i guess taking the train back today was a must... as i stand at my usual place by the pole, a hand placed firmly around my waist.. i was stunned... turning i saw Melvin.. he said it was a suprise and he didnt want me to take the train back alone... how sweet of him... The train stopped at the next station, and the boyish guy entered.. his eyes was locked at us... as if disbelieving.. or is it because he saw me snuggling Melvin.. heheh... He must be a conservative guy... being shy looking at loving couples.. but his eyes seems.. seems..to tell a different story... then Melvin ego-ly had his hands over my waist and that was the end of the eye contact with the boyish guy... I guess he was just too shy to see couples hug.. funnily, the whole journey he wasnt facing us at all.. my assumption must be right...
A missed chance can never b recovered... I will let it be.. after weeks of hurting and pondering where i did wrong.. I finally woke up and told myself... i should be wishing her well and not being sour.. Although i havent been seeing her on the train after that... i still wish her the best... i guess its best that way.. my path is the tracks of the train and hers the bustling roads and highways. Today is the last day of my project and after today i will be on vacation, and I have heard rumours that i will be transferred to HQ for a better position after i come back from my rest... If that was true, i will follow another route of the train and leaving behind all that has happened on the other route... As i stepped on the full cart at the first of the train for the last time... i checked the at the poles she used to stand.. she wasnt there... though in the air.. her smell still lingered.. i shook my head.. i must be imagining... speed away train... speed away to another new beginning.. I walked out of the cart when it stopped at my own station after not doing so for 6 months.. I greeted the station staffs with glee as after this 6 months of daily commuting, i have be friends with most of them.. As i walked up the hill heading to my apartment, which was also just beside the tracks of the train station. I looked down at the first cart, as the train started to move, hoping to catch her final glimpse through the train's windows... but i saw nothing, just an empty seat where no one wanted to seat on even though it there was still people standing... i carried on..
Melvin left after saying he won't go for the job... it was a lie.. he only delayed his departure.. but he still had to leave... i don't blame him.. a man's life resolve around his career... After he left, I've been taking the train back again.. most of the time i was taking the early train back... but today i guess i was bogged down with work.. and took the once routined train back.. To my suprise, i found a seat when i got in... I sat and was immediately thankful, because a mob of people rushed into the cart after i seated.. to think my 1st seat after 6 months of commuting.. as the train stopped at the next station, I saw a glimpse of a familiar figure came in.. I tried to change my angle but there was too many ppl in my way.. And as the train stopped over the other stations.. ppl got less and less...and finally i saw him.. the boyish guy.. looking out the window.. he seemed rejuvenated since the last time i saw him... as if he has let go something that was draining his energy.. Then on the station before mine... he went out... greeting the guards and the other staffs, as if he knew them for quite some time... But i thought he was staying one station after me... And at that very moment it dawned upon me... he wasnt shy seeing me and Melvin being a couple.. he was... mad at himself.. i missed out my silent prince... i have never thought of it that way.. such overwhelming thoughts swarmed over my mind and i accidently dropped my ticket I held on my hand.. i bend over to picked it up as the train started to move.. when i got up, he and his station was too far away from my view.....
Since then, I have been taking the train back, early or late, first cart to the last... but he seemed some how to have disappeared... everyday, the breeze from the train blew at my face, though i'm not new to this experience, it made my hair dance a sorrow dance, and the figure i once so familiar was no where near to be found............
NOTE: This is written for fun and not a true story of me or any1 i know.. I was given inspiration by one of my favourite singer's song, which is also being played on this site (ericcky.blogspot.com).
Its a great day today, the birds are singing, the warmth of the sun just nice, the coldness of the night still lingers in the morning breeze. Today will be my first day at work. I wonder how my colleagues will be... Will there be alot of handsome guys, will there be ladies of my age.. now that I have left university and have my first step taken in to the working world. I need to start dressing up and making up to usher this new beginning. Thats why i'm up early, to do all that but i fear i wont be ready anytime soon.. lets just pray i reach work JUST in time.. hehehe.. :p speed away my train.. dun make my first day be a late day~
At work the people were friendly enough. Maybe I made a good first impression in coming in before anyone did. I think I will keep this up.. Finally the long 8 hours has flew by and now i can go home to the comfort of my room.. i feel a tid sore all around.. but i know I'll get used to it.. I know i will.. The train is finally here to send me home, its kind of time wasting waiting for it to come.. Lets see.. which cart should i take.. Well the head of the train seems empty enough compared to the sardin packed carts behind it. Mayb cause less ppl want to walk so far infront just to get in.. but there is no seats left available.. Oh well, I'll just stan....... What is this sweet smell that tingles my nostrils.. I turn to meet the bearer of this enticing smell.. and there she stands, just by the door of the train... her skin was as fair as snow, her long black straight shiny hair like calm night, our eyes met and immediately i could feel my heart miss a few beats and hotness shot up to my cheeks.. Noticing that i was staring, i immediately turned but my clumsiness made me bumped onto a big burly indian man.. ashamed and overwhelmed by awkwardness, i apologised and stood by the opposite side of her in the train... Silently i peeked at her.. her eyes was big and shiny, she was looking through the train windows outside to the moving world... her tranquil look was so enchanting... the train stopped.. as the door opened she walked gracefully out... then it dawned upon me.. where am i?? Crap! i overshot my station while being bewitched by her beauty.. going out now will only make things worse if she notice me.. I think i should get out at the next station... But if i have to do this every day.. i will... :) speed away train, let time speed as fast as you so i can see her tommorow.
*puff* it was quite a day.. but my colleagues was wonderful.. i wonder if i can leave work everyday at the same time.. right at the stroke of 530pm.. then i will have more time for myself.. The train at this time is already packed.. i guess standing at the first cart is the best solution, it at least still have spaces to strecth. The city is such a busy place.. looking through the window of a moving train and watching the ppl below rushing around like ants going about their work, some heading home, some going for dates.. hmmm.. a date.. i wonder when i can get one in this busy city... the train stopped again, its kind of a waste of my time stopping through so many stations before it reached mine.. I wish it wud just send me straight home.. Hmmm... there is a guy staring at me.. i wonder is it because my dress had a smudge on it.. o is it my face? I confronted him by looking straight at him.. i though i saw him blushing but i guess i startled him by doing so.. he stumbled on an indian guy behind him while turning.. how clumsy is he.. hehehe.. oh well back to city watching.. As the train slowly sped away towards my station.. i notice through the reflection of the window that young man, which was staring at me just now is... staring at me again... He doesnt seem bad or pervertic.. he has a boyish look to him.. some what good looking i must say.. his features isnt rugged or manly.. a gentlemen look to him.. speed away train.. i'm getting tired already.. the train stopped as i wish for it to speed off, i was at my station already.. i wonder if that guy is going out at this station too... I guess not.. he is still standing there, must be staying somewhere after my station..
No more going back on the right time... it seems my company has just received a huge project that is going to make all of us do overtime for the next 3 months. Its my second day at work and i'm catching the 10pm train home already.. as i drag my already tired legs up to the train station, my heart was thinking if i could still catch a glimpse of the lady from yesterday.. But i know no matter how fast my legs take me to the station.. she was 5 hours from me already.. i guess this is where i will stop seeing that angel. The train arrived and to my suprise, its still filled with ppl.. a city will always b a city.. the ppl work from every hours to any hours.. i still chose the first cart not because it was emptier but i hoped to see her... As i step in... the sweet smell was not there any more.. sigh.. i know it was too good to be hoping i wud have a chance to see her.. as i position myself to grab the handle of the train, there she was hugging the pole of the train.. my heart again stopped.. as if time stopped.. she was still.. her body was tired and leaning on the pole for support.. her eyes drained.. but she was still so enchanting.. she shifted alot on the pole as if sending a msg out that the pole wasnt what she wanted to support her.. she looked up at me.. but this time my reaction was fast enough.. i immediately looked at my watch.. hehehe... i'm getting good at peeking at her.. hehe.. as i looked up again.. she was at her tired pose again...her sweet smell drifted over to my nose again.. intocixating me for another time and like poison that makes illusion in your mind, i started to imagine if i had the courage to know her.. wud i be so lucky to be the one supporting her instead of that cold hard pole... at that very instant i was envious with the pole.. praying to God to change me to the pole for just that few intances... speed away train please.. at your fastest speed.. speed away and for my love is tired.. speed away and take me home too, for she has made me drunk with her beauty..
My sweet dream of going home right on time has been shattered.. i've been assigned to a team with an important project that will last for at least 3 months... it seems i will have alot of time in the office than at home... I cant believe its already 9 plus in the night.. anymore darker and i might just take the taxi back home.. I am very tired already.. even before the train came.. i was 'fishing' on the bench while waiting for the train... without thinking my body instinctively walked towards the first cart and slumped on the pole.. throughout the journey i wasnt really awake.. but there was an instance i felt i was being watched.. i opened my eyes.. and there he was.. the boyish guy, he was acting to look at his watch.. but i caught his eyes before he managed to look down.. such a silly guy, he thought he could escape my eyes.. hehehe.. but i'm too tired to be exposing him.. speed away train... so that i wont look piggish in front of that boyish guy..
I've been enjoying life for the past month.. not because of the late hours, but because i get to smell the sweet fragrance from her, which was my reward after a long day of work and to see her everytime i go back at such a late hour was my most anticipated moment of the day... most of the time she looks tired.. but there were instances as if she knows that my heart skips a beat for her.. the way at times she looks at me.. like a small puppy inviting me to pet her.. but.. for a month already.. i havent choke up the bravery to even say hi, let alone pet her.. all i know what to do is blush and look down at my shoes... how stupid is that.. speed away train.. let her reach the safety of her home.. I have already made it a habit to send her off to her station.. i bet she wud be thinking that i stay at the next station.. but for her.. my destination will always be the next station after hers and risking to miss the last train is alright for me as long as i get to see her.
Maybe i'm thinking too much.. but this past one month, i feel happy and safe even going back at such a late hour after work. i know this sounds silly... without knowing the boyish guy, I feel safe with him on the train.. sometimes when i'm too tired, he would watch over me.. like a silent agreement he made to himself to protect me.. he will always be somewhere near me but never approaching.. at times when i still have the energy, i would be naughty.. looking at him with my big teary eyes.. making him blush and looking awkwardly at his shoes... heheh.. he is cute when i catch him looking at me.. speed away my train.. send boyish guy back home.. he stays further than me, its not safe for any1 to b out in the dark.
Like waking up from a dream, I stopped seeing her in the train for 2 month already.. this is really an impact to me.. also as suspected, my project got extended and now i have to work over time for another 3 months.. just my luck.. losing the angel that gave me strength is bad enough.. now extended project for another 3 months means my reserve energy would be drained dry.. sigh... i wish she would be there to see me again... at first i thought she was sick and have been absent for work for a few days... then i even tried leaving early from work to catch the 530pm train, thinking maybe her overtime work is done... I have even tried going through every cart.. and lastly... observing the ppl that leaves the train when it reaches her station... but not even a glimpse of her could be seen.. even her sweet smell has not surfaced for such a long time... my mind wonders where had she been? did she quit her job?? did something bad happened to her? speed away train.. there is no reason for me to stay on you for so long anymore.. let me go by the world in you...
As i prepared to leave the office for the train station, Melvin my colleague offered to send me back.. i considered my options and agreed that he could do so.. not because i'm lazy to walk but today was a heavy workload day and i needed to really get some sleep.. Melvin was humourous enough.. joking the whole way back.. when i got bac home.. i was.. not tired anymore.. too much laughing i guess... To my suprise the next morning he was waiting under my apartment to fetch me to work.. he said he was just staying nearby, a free ride.. y not? He continued to be my driver to work and from work for the next 2 months.. during that 2 months i often thought of the boyish guy on the train but often enough i was pulled back to the real world by Melvin's often lame jokes.. And on one fine sunny day in that 2 months, Melvin gave me my first bouquet of flowers and asked me to be his girlfriend. I said yes........ After i finished the project i was teamed to, i was put into Melvin's team to handle another project for 3 months.. And this means i get to have free rides again.. hehe.. i don't need the train to speed away anymore..
On the fourth month of not seeing her, i routinely stepped in the first cart of the train. And to my amaze, that once so familiar sweet smell came rushing in to my nose as if 2 long time lovers rushing to hug each other. My head swive from one side to the other searching in the crowds to find her... and there she was.. wearing a floral dress.. she was as elegant as ever.. her innocent look staring blankly in to the space outside the train window.. as she turned and our eyes meet after so long... there was something wrong... the spark in her eyes was gone, the past in such situations she would be at her naughty self and teasing me with her eyes.. but as soon as she noticed she and i was staring, she turned away, her long hair swived with her head motion.. i wanted to ask what was wrong but who am i... a stranger to ask... she never moved from her position that was looking at the outside of the train through the mirror... speed away train.. let her go back and calm herself.. she left the cart and i took another train back from the next station.. when i pass her station.. i saw at the entrance of the station a dark figure hugging a lady in floral dress and a bouquet of flowers on the floor... i tried to walk to the end of the cart to catch more glimpse if that was my angel.. but the merciless train speed away... which left me there wondering... hoping it wasnt her...
Like they say... after 3 months of honey moon period, lovers' feelings will settle down and problems will arise... and it was true... Melvin was leaving the company to the overseas to work.. he knew it was happening but still he kept it from me... we started argueing and in a rage i rushed out of the company and took the train home.. i was drained.. i don't even have the strength to let my tears roll out.. he called.. but i just let the phone die off... and suddenly i felt a feeling that i havent been felt for a long time, a familiar figure standing at a familiar distance, i turned and there he was, the boyish guy, he looked mature... no.. not mature but drain.. as if something happened to him that took away the once eager, energetic and kiddish look... i turned away from him for i do not wish him to see me in a weak state.. along the journey, he was observing me on and off... i was looking at the reflection of the mirror at him.. like usual.. he never noticed.. i saw his concerned look.. silly guy.. u dun even noe me... speed away train.. let him leave and save his energy on himself and not concerning about me... as i leave the station.. another familiar figure stood at the entrance waiting for me... Melvin, with his bouquet of flowers. I vowed to myself not to be weaken.. He apologised and hand me the flower... i swung my hand and the flower made a dramatic fall to the floor.... He held fast my arm and explained full and long... and finally..he said.. he was not going anywhere and was staying for me... with those words.. my hostile eyes turned sheepish... he hugged me tightly... as the train from the opposite direction came.. speed away train... i guess i don't need you again to send me back...
After last nights incident it strenghtened my will to go and know her.. to be her friend.. to love her... I made a silent promise with my inner self I would do it... The time has come... the noisy-ness of the train engine was nothing compared to my beating heart... I stepped in.. and that sweet smell again enveloped my senses, making already chaos-ed me even more in a chaotic state. She was at her old place again... standing by the pole.. But this time... something was different... she wasnt leaning on the pole.. she was leaning on a guy.. her back was on his chest.. she was snuggling using the back of her head on his chest.. She noticed me as i enter.. i made a faint smile.. holding bac all the agony and sadness... my eyes was going to betray me.. i tried to stop looking while they were chatting.. But i couldnt.. as if my heart was forcing me to watch..to look at the chance i have wasted... Being idle and not doing anything, she wont be yours... thats what my heart was telling me... As if sensing my sourness, the guy put his arms around her waist, marking his territory known.. And that was the last i could bear.. i looked away...my hands was cold... Speed away train.. i begged of you.. take me away from this cart of sadness... When it reached my station.. i hesitated.. I mustn't let her know all this while i was staying a station before hers... please Mr. Train.. fly... fly away.. i can bear no longer to even glimpse at their happiness through the reflection of your windows...
Melvin's car broke down last night, and he had to take it to repairs... so i guess taking the train back today was a must... as i stand at my usual place by the pole, a hand placed firmly around my waist.. i was stunned... turning i saw Melvin.. he said it was a suprise and he didnt want me to take the train back alone... how sweet of him... The train stopped at the next station, and the boyish guy entered.. his eyes was locked at us... as if disbelieving.. or is it because he saw me snuggling Melvin.. heheh... He must be a conservative guy... being shy looking at loving couples.. but his eyes seems.. seems..to tell a different story... then Melvin ego-ly had his hands over my waist and that was the end of the eye contact with the boyish guy... I guess he was just too shy to see couples hug.. funnily, the whole journey he wasnt facing us at all.. my assumption must be right...
A missed chance can never b recovered... I will let it be.. after weeks of hurting and pondering where i did wrong.. I finally woke up and told myself... i should be wishing her well and not being sour.. Although i havent been seeing her on the train after that... i still wish her the best... i guess its best that way.. my path is the tracks of the train and hers the bustling roads and highways. Today is the last day of my project and after today i will be on vacation, and I have heard rumours that i will be transferred to HQ for a better position after i come back from my rest... If that was true, i will follow another route of the train and leaving behind all that has happened on the other route... As i stepped on the full cart at the first of the train for the last time... i checked the at the poles she used to stand.. she wasnt there... though in the air.. her smell still lingered.. i shook my head.. i must be imagining... speed away train... speed away to another new beginning.. I walked out of the cart when it stopped at my own station after not doing so for 6 months.. I greeted the station staffs with glee as after this 6 months of daily commuting, i have be friends with most of them.. As i walked up the hill heading to my apartment, which was also just beside the tracks of the train station. I looked down at the first cart, as the train started to move, hoping to catch her final glimpse through the train's windows... but i saw nothing, just an empty seat where no one wanted to seat on even though it there was still people standing... i carried on..
Melvin left after saying he won't go for the job... it was a lie.. he only delayed his departure.. but he still had to leave... i don't blame him.. a man's life resolve around his career... After he left, I've been taking the train back again.. most of the time i was taking the early train back... but today i guess i was bogged down with work.. and took the once routined train back.. To my suprise, i found a seat when i got in... I sat and was immediately thankful, because a mob of people rushed into the cart after i seated.. to think my 1st seat after 6 months of commuting.. as the train stopped at the next station, I saw a glimpse of a familiar figure came in.. I tried to change my angle but there was too many ppl in my way.. And as the train stopped over the other stations.. ppl got less and less...and finally i saw him.. the boyish guy.. looking out the window.. he seemed rejuvenated since the last time i saw him... as if he has let go something that was draining his energy.. Then on the station before mine... he went out... greeting the guards and the other staffs, as if he knew them for quite some time... But i thought he was staying one station after me... And at that very moment it dawned upon me... he wasnt shy seeing me and Melvin being a couple.. he was... mad at himself.. i missed out my silent prince... i have never thought of it that way.. such overwhelming thoughts swarmed over my mind and i accidently dropped my ticket I held on my hand.. i bend over to picked it up as the train started to move.. when i got up, he and his station was too far away from my view.....
Since then, I have been taking the train back, early or late, first cart to the last... but he seemed some how to have disappeared... everyday, the breeze from the train blew at my face, though i'm not new to this experience, it made my hair dance a sorrow dance, and the figure i once so familiar was no where near to be found............
NOTE: This is written for fun and not a true story of me or any1 i know.. I was given inspiration by one of my favourite singer's song, which is also being played on this site (ericcky.blogspot.com).
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Of Babies' Names....
now.. alot of you must be thinking.. "y is Eric blogging about babies' names AGAIN!!! he must be very desparate.." well.. not really.. is just that.. IT seems.. My daughter's name, Chelsea, has given SOME misunderstanding to SOME1, tat because i like Chelsea Football Club, I call my kid Chelsea.. oh no no no... I've heard about Chelsea before i knew Chelsea FC.. so let me REITERATE that the name Chelsea is not because of Chelsea FC.. u must be asking.. since when eric care about ppl misunderstanding where the baby's name came from... well..if its some strangers o normal friends, I dun really mind.. its some1 close.. yes... u noe who u are... hehehehe..
Now toking about football clubs' names and babies' names... if i'm really a football freak (i'm jus a football fan..not yet a freak)... like i was saying..if i were a football freak... i wud call my baby boy's name Aston Chai (for Aston Villa)... Lampard Chai maybe??? hahaha... but speaking for a gud name.. it just occur to me.. another club's name is suitable to b my 2nd daughter's name.. hahaha.. There is this club is the English Championship side (one level below the English Premier League).. its called Sheffield Wednesday.. a club i used to b very fond of.. she can b called Wednesday Chai~~ ah~~~ such a sweet name.. Aries is another good name.. altho i mus admit Aries is a name that i fell in love with after playing Final Fantasy 7... hehehe... the name is from one of the character's name.. who sacrife herself for the guy she loved.. she was protrayed as a sweet and gentle girl in the game..
hmmmm... 3 daughters... means i'm going to have 3 heartbreaks when they get married.. i dun even noe if i can handle with one heartbreak.. wat more to say 3... and if 3 daughters means they all cant b manja babies.. if not i wud have to handle 4 (including there mum).. ahahahha...
I dunno about u all, but i kinda believe about the 4 elements that we are borned to... the elements which consists of Earth (Metal), Air (Wind), Fire and Water. Basically your elements can be linked with your horoscope.. like me.. a Gemini is a Wind... Aries is Fire etc... hmmm... my daughters must not be either Fire or Wind.. well.. mayb wind can.. but nor fire..
Fire stands for spontaneous and impulsive... not too good for a lady like girl (mayb its just contradicting with wat i wan).. hahaha.. I fear they might end up too guyish.. hahah.. As for the wind.. quick and animated is what i can say about them (i'm complimenting myself..hehehe..).. this i'm afraid they might be to flirtatous.. giv me more headaches.. haha... now water represents feeling types and are very sensitive. Which translates into... GIRLY GIRLY type... :) next is the EARTH type.. no need to describe.. we have a living example.. Eddie..:P.. yes.. a cow...er..i mean taurus is Earth..
Ha! i cant believe i've written sooo much..jus on daughters.. luckily i din drag the guys into it... yet... phew... this blog is making me lazy to post pictures.. hahah..i'll... leave it tml.. :p.. cheerS~
Now toking about football clubs' names and babies' names... if i'm really a football freak (i'm jus a football fan..not yet a freak)... like i was saying..if i were a football freak... i wud call my baby boy's name Aston Chai (for Aston Villa)... Lampard Chai maybe??? hahaha... but speaking for a gud name.. it just occur to me.. another club's name is suitable to b my 2nd daughter's name.. hahaha.. There is this club is the English Championship side (one level below the English Premier League).. its called Sheffield Wednesday.. a club i used to b very fond of.. she can b called Wednesday Chai~~ ah~~~ such a sweet name.. Aries is another good name.. altho i mus admit Aries is a name that i fell in love with after playing Final Fantasy 7... hehehe... the name is from one of the character's name.. who sacrife herself for the guy she loved.. she was protrayed as a sweet and gentle girl in the game..
hmmmm... 3 daughters... means i'm going to have 3 heartbreaks when they get married.. i dun even noe if i can handle with one heartbreak.. wat more to say 3... and if 3 daughters means they all cant b manja babies.. if not i wud have to handle 4 (including there mum).. ahahahha...
I dunno about u all, but i kinda believe about the 4 elements that we are borned to... the elements which consists of Earth (Metal), Air (Wind), Fire and Water. Basically your elements can be linked with your horoscope.. like me.. a Gemini is a Wind... Aries is Fire etc... hmmm... my daughters must not be either Fire or Wind.. well.. mayb wind can.. but nor fire..
Fire stands for spontaneous and impulsive... not too good for a lady like girl (mayb its just contradicting with wat i wan).. hahaha.. I fear they might end up too guyish.. hahah.. As for the wind.. quick and animated is what i can say about them (i'm complimenting myself..hehehe..).. this i'm afraid they might be to flirtatous.. giv me more headaches.. haha... now water represents feeling types and are very sensitive. Which translates into... GIRLY GIRLY type... :) next is the EARTH type.. no need to describe.. we have a living example.. Eddie..:P.. yes.. a cow...er..i mean taurus is Earth..
Ha! i cant believe i've written sooo much..jus on daughters.. luckily i din drag the guys into it... yet... phew... this blog is making me lazy to post pictures.. hahah..i'll... leave it tml.. :p.. cheerS~
Friday, April 11, 2008
A storm StiRs~~
Hidden beneath Eric's skull, on the surface of Eric's cerebral cortex (brain).. volts of electricity rushes from the imaginative part of the right brain to the analytical part of the left brain... this jolts of current running from one end of Eric's brain to the other, are like lil spiders crawling around carrying information.
It has been awhile i must admit that my brain has been running at such a critical state, let alone to its full potential... I've always been under-using my brain.. and it too has been underperforming for the past few years... i guess its time to slowly start waking the sleeping giant.. the recent hive in activities of thoughts has been flooding my mine with all sorts of questions... questions from the creative, imaginative part towards the logical, analytical side, who is struggling to cope with its other counterpart's whys, hows, whos, whats, wheres and whens.
Deep in the brain, at its very core... I feel the witch's cauldron has started to boil.. the fires are lit and is getting bigger... slowly ingredients are being added in to the mixture.. brewing something.. brewing a plan mayb, a strategy... o mayb brewing a large enuf brainstorm to stir Eric to his very foundations.
I can feel a storm is coming in my head... i fear not this storm which brings strong winds... devastating lightnings and roaring thunders... for after the strom.. old tree of bad habits and thoughts will be swept away with their roots together by the wind... the jolts and shocks of the lightnings will restore my brain to its former glory or even more... and the thunders act as a role to herald a new age of critical thinking and passion for information has arrive..
cheers~!~
It has been awhile i must admit that my brain has been running at such a critical state, let alone to its full potential... I've always been under-using my brain.. and it too has been underperforming for the past few years... i guess its time to slowly start waking the sleeping giant.. the recent hive in activities of thoughts has been flooding my mine with all sorts of questions... questions from the creative, imaginative part towards the logical, analytical side, who is struggling to cope with its other counterpart's whys, hows, whos, whats, wheres and whens.
Deep in the brain, at its very core... I feel the witch's cauldron has started to boil.. the fires are lit and is getting bigger... slowly ingredients are being added in to the mixture.. brewing something.. brewing a plan mayb, a strategy... o mayb brewing a large enuf brainstorm to stir Eric to his very foundations.
I can feel a storm is coming in my head... i fear not this storm which brings strong winds... devastating lightnings and roaring thunders... for after the strom.. old tree of bad habits and thoughts will be swept away with their roots together by the wind... the jolts and shocks of the lightnings will restore my brain to its former glory or even more... and the thunders act as a role to herald a new age of critical thinking and passion for information has arrive..
cheers~!~
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
writting to dust off the dusts..
Like what the title suggest.. i'm writing to dust of the thick dust layers that has settled on my blog.. i've tonnes of pictures.. but its still in disarray.. I have pictures of my company dinner, my confirmation dinner.. my K session with my cute sis and a few more randoms.. its partly cause i'm starting to get busy in my studies.. and also.. i cant really bring my laptop into my office so freely anymore.. security has tighten due to a certain theft issue on a RM 20 plus thousand object.. which is for ur info not stolen by any of our technical side ppl.. none the less it has resulted in HQ sending a high ranking ex police officer, who is one of the leading investigators in our company if such things happen. We call this process DI (Domestic Investigation)
And for them to be Ex polices, i've heard their interrogation (is tat how u spell it?? lazy to check) method is to be as mean as possible and ask u to confess (even if it wasnt stolen o done by u) before even asking for your statement.. its a gruelling process.. i heard one of my senior engineer also got involved once about some misunderstanding on payroll (giving too much OT to ppl).. he got interrogated for 3 days in a roll... talking bout breaking your spirit...
well since after that theft problem.. we need to declare all bags and laptops when one comes in and goes out of the premise. sigh... its such a PITA (pain in the arse - boss taught me!!) I'll bring it on friday to write something and post up my company celebration dinner 1st... take care now!! cheers!!!
And for them to be Ex polices, i've heard their interrogation (is tat how u spell it?? lazy to check) method is to be as mean as possible and ask u to confess (even if it wasnt stolen o done by u) before even asking for your statement.. its a gruelling process.. i heard one of my senior engineer also got involved once about some misunderstanding on payroll (giving too much OT to ppl).. he got interrogated for 3 days in a roll... talking bout breaking your spirit...
well since after that theft problem.. we need to declare all bags and laptops when one comes in and goes out of the premise. sigh... its such a PITA (pain in the arse - boss taught me!!) I'll bring it on friday to write something and post up my company celebration dinner 1st... take care now!! cheers!!!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
A guy's night~
It was the grandslam weekend last sunday. The night, which English Priemier League's top 4 club face each other for 2 back to back matches, which will more or less give bragging rights to the winning team.. Chelsea play home to Arsenal and Man U for Liverpool.
Such a exciting night, I of course need to fnd some where that has the right mood for such big matches. Thats why me and my guy frens went to Tiger FC's event, whch is held at TTDI Plaza near One U. We were 2 hours early and we were alreay forced to sit at the far end... that is how many ppl who flocked to see the matches.
This are some of the pictures taken before the match started. And before the real crowd flocked in, which caused the whole square to be packed with standing ppl.. hehehe.. and we are the lucky ones that have a comfortable sit. Before everything started there were games and live local band, tho the speakers was a lil off until I cudn't make out what they where singing.. hahaha..
And what is a great match, great amosphere and great company with out BEERS!!! yes.. not hardcore liquor that make you drunk... but light chilling beer that soothes the body after weeks of stress at work... Nothing beats a chilling TIGER to bring away the weary and tired soul...
So you think one bucket of Tiger was enough?? hahaha.. well think again!! although i had only one of it.. y?? i was shouting too much during the match tat i had a lil soar throat. hahahha...
What happens when one team scores?? Well this is what happen... u can see very clearly.. my camera shots was shaken... y?? apparently I had 3 MU supporters on the same table with me and their big reactions when MU scored the 1st goal was earthquake... hehehe... From my shots... u can very clearly see.. the ppl that sits are liverpool supporters while the one jumping up and down are MU crazed fans..
In the end... 3-0 was the score.. hehehe.. I am happy tho i wished MU had lost.. but i was happy... :)
Note: I've been resizing and resizing a hundred times and the pictures just won't be where i wan them to be.. GERAM nya!!!!
Monday, March 24, 2008
KLCC lately~
Recently i have a 4 days off, thurs, fri, sat and sun (for poor engineers like me working shifts, sat and sun are working days for us for the sake of the consumers.) , with which, i spent 3 days in KLCC.. hahaha.. anyways the las 2 days in KLCC was strictly educational or shud i say business.. but i enjoyed my friday in KLCC.. its been awhile for me to loosen up in a comfortable surrounding.. and for the first time.. i took time and went to attend an art gallery.. it was held and still being held till the 13th April 2008 in KLCC Petronas art gallery. Its called the MATAHATI art gallery..
Its really a new thing for me.. standing on the large pavements on the gallary corridors.. its like what we've always watched on TV.. the rich or the art interested ppl stand their looking at abstract arts, enjoying weird paintings that out normal brain cannot start to even grasp.. but this paintings, art works are quite easily comprehended by any1... i know i understood most of the paintings... humanity, our old lifestyles and other form of situations we see in life (death, darkside of the world, politics etc).. all these really provokes ur head... I wish i could get more pictures but i wasnt daring enuf to take out my camera i might get caught trying to b a spy o somehting.. hahaha... this is one of the sort of paintings tat are exhibited in the art gallery.
But my main reason was not to attend this gallery... I was supposed to be there to get my boss's baby girl a gift... a mission given to me by my other colleagues.. well.. how hard is it to get a gift for a BABY... duh~~~~~ to name a few.. diapers, baby clothes... toys... dolls... books... high quality baby food... hmmm.. so now is the hard part.. what the heck shud i buy??? diapers are too ordinary... baby clothes are too fast to expire, the baby can grow faster then u can think and eventually outgrow ur clothing.. toys, something too hard they can choke... dolls, something toxic they can b poisoned... MAN!!! it was dumbfound~~ Lastly... i opt to buy a 'touch and feel' baby book or some book that has music in it... and... this is wat i found..
rows of rows of rows of shelves of baby books can be found in KLCC.. I stared at those books...blinked... then the phone rang.. my colleagues called and say..'no need to buy anything they are giving cash'... GOOD!!! i was saved!!! my brain was at the verge of breaking down and i wud have jus sapu (sweep) anything and wrapped it up.. hahahahaha...
ChEeRs ppl.. will continue to write later!!~
Its really a new thing for me.. standing on the large pavements on the gallary corridors.. its like what we've always watched on TV.. the rich or the art interested ppl stand their looking at abstract arts, enjoying weird paintings that out normal brain cannot start to even grasp.. but this paintings, art works are quite easily comprehended by any1... i know i understood most of the paintings... humanity, our old lifestyles and other form of situations we see in life (death, darkside of the world, politics etc).. all these really provokes ur head... I wish i could get more pictures but i wasnt daring enuf to take out my camera i might get caught trying to b a spy o somehting.. hahaha... this is one of the sort of paintings tat are exhibited in the art gallery.
But my main reason was not to attend this gallery... I was supposed to be there to get my boss's baby girl a gift... a mission given to me by my other colleagues.. well.. how hard is it to get a gift for a BABY... duh~~~~~ to name a few.. diapers, baby clothes... toys... dolls... books... high quality baby food... hmmm.. so now is the hard part.. what the heck shud i buy??? diapers are too ordinary... baby clothes are too fast to expire, the baby can grow faster then u can think and eventually outgrow ur clothing.. toys, something too hard they can choke... dolls, something toxic they can b poisoned... MAN!!! it was dumbfound~~ Lastly... i opt to buy a 'touch and feel' baby book or some book that has music in it... and... this is wat i found..
rows of rows of rows of shelves of baby books can be found in KLCC.. I stared at those books...blinked... then the phone rang.. my colleagues called and say..'no need to buy anything they are giving cash'... GOOD!!! i was saved!!! my brain was at the verge of breaking down and i wud have jus sapu (sweep) anything and wrapped it up.. hahahahaha...
ChEeRs ppl.. will continue to write later!!~
while I was walkiNg..
I was walking by the shop houses near where i stay... i felt something with teary eyes was staring at me... i turn to y left where a large window display was located reviewed a cute yet familiar creature.. heheh.. the second look i took i know its the CJ7 Doll.. hehehe.. something Ed has been asking for..
I guess the whole city is getting hit by these cute, furry dolly.. I went to a few shopping malls and all are displaying their different version (original, high quality pirated or even lower quality ones). I have seen shops tat sell glasses, hand phones trying to give this dolls if u do businesses with them... how fast their brain can spin... Not only tat, i've seen teen girls have one CJ7 dolly hanging from her beg... CJ7 on her hand... and a CJ7 on her hand beg... there are even songs about this CJ7 dolly which is in one of our local radio charts!!!! The craze is here.. and guys are going to bear the burden of getting it for the ladies/girls if they like CJ7... and i'm not excluded.. heheheh...
NonE the less.. I am happy and very WILLING... to get the CJ7 for Ed.. so dun whine anymore.. you'll have them when u get back..i promise ok.. heheh..:) CheErs ppl!!
p/s: its not a burden to me.. heheh jus wanna make it a lil dramatic..:)
I guess the whole city is getting hit by these cute, furry dolly.. I went to a few shopping malls and all are displaying their different version (original, high quality pirated or even lower quality ones). I have seen shops tat sell glasses, hand phones trying to give this dolls if u do businesses with them... how fast their brain can spin... Not only tat, i've seen teen girls have one CJ7 dolly hanging from her beg... CJ7 on her hand... and a CJ7 on her hand beg... there are even songs about this CJ7 dolly which is in one of our local radio charts!!!! The craze is here.. and guys are going to bear the burden of getting it for the ladies/girls if they like CJ7... and i'm not excluded.. heheheh...
NonE the less.. I am happy and very WILLING... to get the CJ7 for Ed.. so dun whine anymore.. you'll have them when u get back..i promise ok.. heheh..:) CheErs ppl!!
p/s: its not a burden to me.. heheh jus wanna make it a lil dramatic..:)
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Eric Can cooK!!!! or at least wants to CoOk~
Believe it or not.. I like to cook actually.. yes i do.. tho my new place has no proper gas stove what more to say kitchen utensiles.. none the less i envy the cooking programs that is usually air-ed on the TV.. why?? well partially is their ability to cook and prepare food.. but mostly is this 2 things.. their assortment of shiny sharp knives.. some might think what does knives have to do with cooking? but to me, i think i plays an important role... 
Every cut, every slice and dice they do on the vegetables, chunks of meat and other ingredients look soooooooooooooo easy.. one soft touch and the tendons/fibers are severed.. such a clean cut.. and they rarely waste much time cutting things... yes i must admit their skills put into play also.. but my eyes are always on the knives... not only that.. they have an armemant of kitchen utensiles... pots and pans of different sizes, spoons and measurement devices...
The next thing that i really envy the cooks from the shows are the assortment of FRESH ingredients, ranging from meats to vegetables.. its like the things they use are all from take from an advertisment board. hahahah... you know those advert about vegetables o beef o anything fresh.. they all look sooooooo fresh.. for example, tomatoes.. in the advert u can see them red and a lil watery... u go to the hypermarts... its soooooooo hard just to get something good...
But wat i really envy is the herbs and spices they have in their kitchen.. Some cook shows might just go to the back of their house and pluck a few fresh herbs and prepare it to be used. Ish~~~~~ I made a silent vow when i was in uni to have a house, which its kitchen is armed to the teeth.. and plant some herbs and spices.... i mayb lazy in doin things and work.. but when it comes to food.. its a different thing... mayb since i was young i like to experiment with food... Trust me.. sometimes the food i make sucks!!! hahahaha... but now with Asian Food Channel on Astro.. wahahahha.. i've been silently training and learning,.. hahaha.. but tat channel made me hungry most of the time..
P/S: the song player is crazy again.. sigh.. lazy to fix it now.. will do it when i'm doing my J-POP playlist.. cheers!~
Every cut, every slice and dice they do on the vegetables, chunks of meat and other ingredients look soooooooooooooo easy.. one soft touch and the tendons/fibers are severed.. such a clean cut.. and they rarely waste much time cutting things... yes i must admit their skills put into play also.. but my eyes are always on the knives... not only that.. they have an armemant of kitchen utensiles... pots and pans of different sizes, spoons and measurement devices...
The next thing that i really envy the cooks from the shows are the assortment of FRESH ingredients, ranging from meats to vegetables.. its like the things they use are all from take from an advertisment board. hahahah... you know those advert about vegetables o beef o anything fresh.. they all look sooooooo fresh.. for example, tomatoes.. in the advert u can see them red and a lil watery... u go to the hypermarts... its soooooooo hard just to get something good...
But wat i really envy is the herbs and spices they have in their kitchen.. Some cook shows might just go to the back of their house and pluck a few fresh herbs and prepare it to be used. Ish~~~~~ I made a silent vow when i was in uni to have a house, which its kitchen is armed to the teeth.. and plant some herbs and spices.... i mayb lazy in doin things and work.. but when it comes to food.. its a different thing... mayb since i was young i like to experiment with food... Trust me.. sometimes the food i make sucks!!! hahahaha... but now with Asian Food Channel on Astro.. wahahahha.. i've been silently training and learning,.. hahaha.. but tat channel made me hungry most of the time..
I dunno u ladies.. but i think a man tat can cook is really cool.. whahahaha... CheErs ppl!!!!
P/S: the song player is crazy again.. sigh.. lazy to fix it now.. will do it when i'm doing my J-POP playlist.. cheers!~
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Eric has Been Good, No?
Date: 14th March 2008, Time: sometime between 9am to 10am
Woke up very suddenly with an urge.. the urge of a thousand rhinos stempeding... such an urge was caused by too much liquid intake the other night... lazyly dragged myself...... eh y am i telling u my toilet stories.. hahaha... anyhow... after that.. i was standing at the mouth of my room...looking with my still blurred eyes... i notice its getting a lil messy and as my rub my legs on the floor, the floor feels.. sandy... some how suddenly i jus got furious... took out all the movable things and start sweepign and mopping.. changed the bed sheet... re-arrange all the luggages and all.. clear the dust and nex thing u noe.. its 12pm already..
Time: 1709hrs
After hours on my bed watching HK dramas on my laptop, a sudden excitement tingled down my spine.. i woke up and changed... headed straight down to the gym with my laptop and a small chair.. setup the laptop and my HK drama then i started running on the treadmill.. amazingly.. it worked.. i have been having this feel of boredom more than laziness when it comes to gym or normal solo exercises (i prefer games basketball, futsal etc).. solo exercises are dull.. weight lifting and jogging for instance... so i formulated a plan to watch my dramas while jogging.. i got me running and fast walking for 40 minutes.. not too bad.. felt sooooooo good about myself later on... i wonder if u all have noticed this o not.. after sweating buckets of sweat.. u feel so fresh o even if u're tired u feel good... like u've accomplish alot.. compared to the times of our fore fathers who sweat all day long in the field, how they wish they cud just sit at a place and work...
Date: 15th March 2008 Time: 0600hrs
woke up with sore hands (i did a lil weightlifting without the warm ups..) and legs.... still feel drained after long hours of sleep...
Time: 0740 till present
I've been sneezing from the moment i stepped into the office...i'm getting sick..i still need to work for another 4 days straight (72 hours more exculding today)... Jia You!!!
CheErs eveyone!!!!
Woke up very suddenly with an urge.. the urge of a thousand rhinos stempeding... such an urge was caused by too much liquid intake the other night... lazyly dragged myself...... eh y am i telling u my toilet stories.. hahaha... anyhow... after that.. i was standing at the mouth of my room...looking with my still blurred eyes... i notice its getting a lil messy and as my rub my legs on the floor, the floor feels.. sandy... some how suddenly i jus got furious... took out all the movable things and start sweepign and mopping.. changed the bed sheet... re-arrange all the luggages and all.. clear the dust and nex thing u noe.. its 12pm already..
Time: 1709hrs
After hours on my bed watching HK dramas on my laptop, a sudden excitement tingled down my spine.. i woke up and changed... headed straight down to the gym with my laptop and a small chair.. setup the laptop and my HK drama then i started running on the treadmill.. amazingly.. it worked.. i have been having this feel of boredom more than laziness when it comes to gym or normal solo exercises (i prefer games basketball, futsal etc).. solo exercises are dull.. weight lifting and jogging for instance... so i formulated a plan to watch my dramas while jogging.. i got me running and fast walking for 40 minutes.. not too bad.. felt sooooooo good about myself later on... i wonder if u all have noticed this o not.. after sweating buckets of sweat.. u feel so fresh o even if u're tired u feel good... like u've accomplish alot.. compared to the times of our fore fathers who sweat all day long in the field, how they wish they cud just sit at a place and work...
Date: 15th March 2008 Time: 0600hrs
woke up with sore hands (i did a lil weightlifting without the warm ups..) and legs.... still feel drained after long hours of sleep...
Time: 0740 till present
I've been sneezing from the moment i stepped into the office...i'm getting sick..i still need to work for another 4 days straight (72 hours more exculding today)... Jia You!!!
CheErs eveyone!!!!
Friday, March 14, 2008
Eric's goIng danCe ClasseS??
dancing... it always has facinated me... freestyle..breaking.. the robot... waltz..salsa.. cha cha etc etc.. altho the first few are more on modern vibrant moves compared the last three, which is more traditional yet lovely...no matter what the dance is called, it is still a way to show beauty in different ways of movements, different forms of expressions..
I just finish watching "Take The Lead", with the sexy Antonio Banderas as the main actor.. They make dancing look soo... how should i put it... SEXY... hahaha.. i guess tat is a very good word for it... smooth, beautiful and coordinated... i quote from the movie, "Its like Sex on hardwood". and damn they are right... the tango the danced was.. woooooooo.... hot hot hot...
so am i going to take dance classes?? why not?? but tat is only done when i have my next pay rise.. hahahaha.. my collegue told me there was a nice salsa bar in this hotel.. mayb after tonnes of lesson i can go and salllllssssaaa... hehehehe...
but the thing with me is my hand leg coordination sucks big time.. hahahaha... and the akwardness to dance o i shud say, the akwardness to not know the steps but still move around stupidly in class jus de-motivates me even more... nex.. my partner.. be her pwetty o not, hot o not... tat doesnt matter.. not knowing to dance and stepping ppl's feet can be the worse thing to do.. hahahaha... ppl is always like tat, before we do anything 'fresh' and 'new' they find alot of reasons to stop themsleves from breaking their own routine.. hahaha..
so we'll see... if my next pay rise comes and i still have my excitement to go... heck y not.. but the problem is always transport.. hahahah... oh well, we'll see we'll see... CheErs for now!!! and shall we dance?????????? heheheh
I just finish watching "Take The Lead", with the sexy Antonio Banderas as the main actor.. They make dancing look soo... how should i put it... SEXY... hahaha.. i guess tat is a very good word for it... smooth, beautiful and coordinated... i quote from the movie, "Its like Sex on hardwood". and damn they are right... the tango the danced was.. woooooooo.... hot hot hot...
so am i going to take dance classes?? why not?? but tat is only done when i have my next pay rise.. hahahaha.. my collegue told me there was a nice salsa bar in this hotel.. mayb after tonnes of lesson i can go and salllllssssaaa... hehehehe...
but the thing with me is my hand leg coordination sucks big time.. hahahaha... and the akwardness to dance o i shud say, the akwardness to not know the steps but still move around stupidly in class jus de-motivates me even more... nex.. my partner.. be her pwetty o not, hot o not... tat doesnt matter.. not knowing to dance and stepping ppl's feet can be the worse thing to do.. hahahaha... ppl is always like tat, before we do anything 'fresh' and 'new' they find alot of reasons to stop themsleves from breaking their own routine.. hahaha..
so we'll see... if my next pay rise comes and i still have my excitement to go... heck y not.. but the problem is always transport.. hahahah... oh well, we'll see we'll see... CheErs for now!!! and shall we dance?????????? heheheh
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Fruitless day~
As i sit in front of my laptop all day... i just couldn't find the thing to write in this blog... sigh... wanted to write about the memorable japanese dramas i've watched BUT the materials are still lacking.. then i wanted to show u all our roof antenna.. but it was raining.. didnt wan to risk turning into a roasted piggy by being struck by lightning... then i wanted to show the non critical places in my office... but i guess i was too lazy to move.. haaha
well put a j-pop playlist in accordance to the japanese drama blog i will put in... it is trully a fruitless day for me.. was hoping to be able to blog something.. but it seems my brain is dead for the moment.. only thinking of going into my bed's embrace... cheers ppl... lazy bear bear going off from work..
note: the j-pop playlist is only applicable to viewers who are viewing my blogspot's blog and not multiply.
well put a j-pop playlist in accordance to the japanese drama blog i will put in... it is trully a fruitless day for me.. was hoping to be able to blog something.. but it seems my brain is dead for the moment.. only thinking of going into my bed's embrace... cheers ppl... lazy bear bear going off from work..
note: the j-pop playlist is only applicable to viewers who are viewing my blogspot's blog and not multiply.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Playlist
I THINK i have solved the Imeem Playlsit problem... so ya..u can now enjoy full length of jazzy/bossa nova songs... CheErs!!~
Note: I'm back in KCH on the 16 June.. anyone home??
Note: I'm back in KCH on the 16 June.. anyone home??
Monday, March 10, 2008
Eric was, is and WILL BE a manja BOY!
I don't know if I have written such an article before... i guess i did.. haaha... i dun feel weird if i have written such a self insulting blog.. hahahaha... none the less.. i still wanna write it... hahahah... apart from boredom... a blog is meant for ppl to brag, complain, express etc...
now most of you know i'm brought up in a family filled with manly genes ( i have 2 older brothers but no sisters).. being the youngest male i guess i was... a lil ... a lil only la... manja-ed by both mum and dad.. hahaha... if i was a girl.. i def will b a spoilt princess... looking at the circumstances tat my mum was hoping i turn out to be a girl.. heheheeh... anyways... growing up looking at friends have their elder sisters bring them to school, directly watch over them in school, makes me a lil envy... hahaha ... brothers dont do too much of mushy mushy stuff... hahaha... some have younger sisters that my friends have to b big brother to and watch over...their mouth might say dun care what their younger sis is doing but actually is worried to hell how their younger sister are.... well... no matter, i'm given a wonderful family by God, and not giving me sisters is a plan by Him, which i need to know learn to accept (already accepted).
YEARS AGO, I short-listed 2 ladies that i hope cud be my older sisters. I was a very yung boy then, hopng God wud give me one (altho i dunno how he cud give me an older sis when my family clearly dun have one..hahha) Recently i saw one of them on tv and reminded me i had such a wish before. hahaha...
You might see a certain likeness between this 2 singers/actresses... i guess when i was young the ideal big sister is this type of girl.. hahahaha soft spoken and all.. the one i can manja and get away with it... hahaahha... oh my... me and my kiddish dream.. to think of it.. how silly was i.. hahaha...anyways... dreams will always stay as dreams.. take care now.. and CHEeRs!~!!~
Election Crazed~
For 3 weeks, my company has been hit by a craze of election fever... As u all may noe (if not, u're hiding under some rocks) the 12 malaysian general election has ended with great suprises (not really la).. BN (Barisan Nasional - main coalition party) won.. with a simple majority of 63% (140 parlimentary seats) and the BA (Barisan Alternative a.k.a opposition) which consist of PAS-DAP-PKR has amazing wrestle 61 more seats compared on 2004 election from BN that totals 82 parlimentary seat and 5 states (Selangor, Kedah, Kelantan, Penang and Perak) from BN. well, i'm not going to brag about politics here too much... too much facet, too much perspective and too dark for me to comment on.... yet....
Its been hectic since i got bac from my CNY holiday. At first it was busy setting up equipments, then busy with new operational activity and on the eve of the election, after my morning shift (7pm) i was asked to go to Penang with my senior engineer to send 2 microwave dishes that is to be used on election day. Reached Penang at bout 3am, left penang at 4 and reached KL again at 8am. huuuu... 26 hours o more was spend wide awake.. but my manager and senior engineers spend 48 hours in the office.. talking bout dedication.. got a long way for me to go...
This 2 pics shows the microwave device we patch up the day of the election to receive more news and more visuals around malaysia at tat time. NOW.. most of u might think a microwave dish looks and feels like a DISH... but noe.. this one apparently is a lousier version of the the dish but works better... weird huh... how does it work?? it transmits(shots)/receive microwave signals in a more direct and narrower way.. imagine a straight invisible laser beam. the dish can receive much higher frequency and also... eh buat ape i be so specific... anyways.. the pic with me in it is taken when i was trying to aim KL tower and shot it down.. ahhahaha... looks like a bloody canon... hahahahahah...
take care now...
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Sneak PreVieW~~~ shhhhhheeessshhhh~~~
Welcome to my office... well.. actually jus one small part of my office.. this is the room where i work most of time.. its called the MCR (YES, MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!!) - which stands for master control room... Now u can see how strict we are to ppl who arent involved in technical sector should refrain themselves from entering this place.. 
As u can see and read from this sign, we mean business.. we are a strict and dicipline bunch of engineers.. hahahhaha... who are we kidding... this sign was made by some1 (which i really dunno) but i think the reason was when our team had a beautiful lady in it.. the other ppl would somehow always walk around and peek through the window to look see.. now that she is gone... I kinda miss that kind of treatment.. hahaha.. jk..
Translation: Prohibited to walk here and there with a piece of paper (With a fake face indicating that you are busy) in this office.
Well, now... i'm very glad that i got this job.. although sometimes we can be very busy... our culuture here is a very relaxed but serious type.. anyhow...
Well this is a glimpse of how my work place looks like... at a glance there are lots of monitors... for monitoring and operation usages. That big screen hanging from the ceiling is how we monitor from stage 1 to the final tx (transmission)... stage by stage.. so if somehting happens we can troubleshoot very fast and noe which stage is causing the problem...
I stopped blogging for an hour just now.. a microwave vendor came.. so i was curious what they were going to do... so i followed them up to the roof where all the satellite dish are.. so i along with one of the vendor's engineer climbed up to the roof... when i was up on the roof... KL was quiet for once... at 1am in the morning.. i could actually hear dogs barking and no vehicle engines was polluting the night's tranquility. But at such a late time of night, it makes me wonder, what the dogs are barking at (goosebumps) hahaha... after then installation of the satellite dish, me and the engineer was talking on the roof which is over looking a small jungle (yes a jungle in the midst of KL city).. we heard rastling from the woods.. and the engineer was flashing his torch light to the source of the noise... then i immediately refrained him from doing so.. telling him softly, 'Tak ya tengok tengok la bang, sini banyak penagih. Kalau u nampak penagih kira u nasib la, kalau nampak yang bukan orang....' then we laughed... and got on with our small talk. Apparently i found out tat he was one of those few who had to climb to the top of KL tower and install dishes for the betterment of the ppl... he said up on the KL tower there is a platform not too wide.. walk too much to the edge and u'll drop like a tomato to the floor a few hundred metres below.. hahahahha.. tat sounds like found.
I'm getting ready for my Chelsea match... Take care now!! CHeers..
Note: microwave dish is not a microwave oven to cook things... its an receiver for ultra high frequency waves that comes from another microwave source. :)
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