Archive for September, 2006

Melancholic

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

Someone said my blog is full of anger =) I see that some time or other I’d put a dash of frustration into it. Now I’m putting another emotion to my one dimentional blog: melancholy.

Semua Tentang Kita - Peter Pan - ngeh ngeh ngeh

waktu terasa semakin berlalu - tinggalkan cerita tentang kita - akan tiada lagi kini tawamu - tuk hapuskan semua sepi di hati

ada cerita tentang aku dan dia - dan kita bersama saat dulu kala - ada cerita tentang masa yang indah - saat kita berduka saat kita tertawa

teringat disaat kita tertawa bersama - ceritakan semua tentang kita

ada cerita tentang aku dan dia - dan kita
bersama saat dulu kala - ada cerita tentang masa yang indah - saat kita
berduka saat kita tertawa

teringat disaat kita tertawa bersama - ceritakan semua tentang kita

ada cerita tentang aku dan dia - dan kita
bersama saat dulu kala - ada cerita tentang masa yang indah - saat kita
berduka saat kita tertawa

P/S: Anyone knows how to put song links on this blog? Baru ada feel…

Saat kita tertawa…

Sunday, September 24th, 2006

There they were. Two unsuspecting friends, whiling their time away on the boat-like float, chatting like it’s the only thing they were made to do. The pool was full with people initially, but as they floated, the gleeful cries died down without them realizing it. The night was calm, the stars were scattered above, the coolness of the night soothes all.

And so they floated. And so they chatted.

The smaller of the two was suddenly air-borned. Then crashed onto an innocent by-stander. And forced the innocent by-stander into the water, courtesy of the force put forth into getting the small one into the air. Those who witnessed the event unfolding, stood flabbergasted.

The one behind the incident gleefully stated his innocence, saying he accidentally flipped the wrong person. Never anticipating he could go wrong. But he did. The bigger of the two could only scream bails of laughter at the sight of the small one flying through the air. The push was meant for the big one, instead, the small one got a bit more than full force.

[Dedicate cite ni ke Iba =P]

Pastor’s Ass

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

Leeched from Pzah… extremely interesting!!

Funny yet … WISE!

The Pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won.
The Pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he
entered it in the race again, and  it won again.

The local paper read: PASTOR’S ASS OUT FRONT

The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity
that he ordered  the Pastor not to enter the donkey in
another race.

The next day, the local paper headline read:
BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR’S ASS.

This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the
Pastor to get rid of the donkey. The Pastor decided to
give it to a nun in a nearby convent.

The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the
following headline the next day:
NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.

The Bishop fainted. He later informed the nun that she
would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a
farmer for $10.

The next day the paper read:
NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10

This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the
nun to buy back the donkey and led it to the plains
where it could run wild.

The next day the headlines read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE

The Bishop was buried the next day.

The moral of the story is:  Being concerned about
public opinion can bring you much grief and
misery…and even shorten your life.

So be yourself and enjoy life. Stop worrying about
everyone else’s ass and you’ll be a lot happier and live
longer!

Have a nice day!

Lynn, U Never Walk Alone

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

After 2 months being blog-deprived, I checked out my favourite blogs, mostly about grouses on everyday seeming mundane life. Its just the angle of which these people chose to present about life. Its not the same old bummer-I-waked-up-called-my-girl-go-to-shitty-school kinda view. Its about issues that we hang on to but always had to hide it from seeming normal people, just so we won’t be singled out, in the case we need ‘things’ from such human beings.

Lynn, I know those close to you have said what I’m blogging now, but as a friend, I just have to say the same thing again. Yes, you are beautiful. And yes, the morons around you can never appreciate your beautiful self, no matter what. Coz they are moulded to become, well, typical. Finish school, get a degree, land a paying job, get MARRIED (haha, no. 1 hit list on most people’s priority list), have kids, grow old, die rich. You just don’t see life the same way. That’s maybe one of the reasons you’re feeling lost now. You see things different. Your priorities are different.

But you know Lynn, at least you are not in the same boat as most people in Bolehland, taken up in Siti’s WEDDING la, obsessing on Datuk K la, blowing Mawi’s break up out of proportion la, obsessing on Mat Rempit la, SMSing Akademi Fantasia winners la. So what? All those are not about us, it’s always about jaga tepi kain orang and we receive nothing in return. So who’s the better engineer now?

It may seem impossible to finish your degree off, but you’ll get there. I have to admit I was depressed on most part of final year, because I was always drilled that academic excellence comes first. I guess we were too angelic to go against that notion in school (haha aku tetap mau salahkan sekolahku). Hell, that’s what the dumb-bots in Kementrian are telling innocent kids at school. Heh. We know better. It’s just A criteria, criterion is the right word for it (kalu tak tau consult kamus). But since you’re almost at the finish line, just go for it girl. Whatever happens next, comes later. Never give up on life.

Hehe. Then comes the next blog. The writer was celebrating his 1st anniversary of singlehood, after crashing out of a relationship. Have to admit it’s cool to have people watching over you. Someone to share thoughts and inspirations with. And getting settled. Having a house with picket fence. Gentle pitter patter of tiny feet.

But the level of obsession people are having on it. It makes me cringe whenever I think of such errr… situation. For one, I just don’t see myself as a settled person. There’s just got to be some movement, some sort of uncertainty in life. I still cannot imagine myself being the contended wife, coming home from work, making dinner, obssesing (Lynn, my vocab has gone rusty) over make up and handbags and what nots. As always, it feels superficial. Typical. Ok la, lets not even come to marriage, the obsession of getting hooked up SCARES me. I barely made it through a stiffling schooling regime, nak ikat diri lagi?

I’m still young. And I have yet to see the world. And I NEED to be me. I simply have to qoute this from the blog that I’ve read; "But I don’t understand why people look at single people like they are lepers." The idea of living happily ever after on our own is such a bombastic one that it AMAZES people when they meet such people who are happy being on their own. Heh, jodoh is in God’s hand, when the time comes, the time comes. In the mean time, leave such people alone. We never know what is actually going on inside their minds.

Hehe, it’s funny when I say to people "tak kawin pun takpe" and seeing their faces screwing up and virtually seeing the insides of their minds thinking of words of wisdom on marriage to throw at me. Hehe =P

People. In and around. Never cease to AMAZE me. Not with their specialities, but with their typicalities (if ever such a word exists).

Lynn, I miss you. And I have A LOT to share with you.

A human’s worth

Monday, September 11th, 2006

Que Sera Sera. What ever will be, will be.

Will thee let the wind direct thee’s path? Or will thee hold on to the reign of fate and steer to thee’s heart’s desires?

The older we are, the more concious we become. We let the majority dominate our destiny, though we yearn to follow what we actually want. At the end of the day, if we ever take the time to reflect back on our mundane lives, will we be able to claim that we did things the actual way we wanted to, or will we give credit to those who gleely paint it all out to us?

That’s a tough one. I lost track of what I want for myself. I let my past dominate. I let people around influence. I let myself down. In a way. And to think I’ve been trying all these while to extract myself from such people. Man. Stereotyping and moulding into the norm. Sheesh.

Bummer. Who I want to be? What I want to be? How I want to be? 

I wish I’m more like Roland Deschain. He has a mission in life, and he’s willing to sacrifice his friends and loved ones to achieve it. He was focused in his training. He kept his faith in his ancient sandalwood grip revolvers. He became the best and ruthless gunslinger in Mejis. He achieved his mission, and along the way, he sacrificed his mother, his best friends, his love of his life, his fingers, his sanity, his own son… Was it worth it? I guess that decision is the sole propriety of Roland himself to determine.

Same token applies to our lives. Will our decisions be worth it? Its our sole right to label its worth. So, take charge. Never follow the flock blindly. Always think that you yourself is the most important person in this world.

Ok. You’re the wonder in everything that’s wonderful.   

In the dark of the night

Tuesday, September 5th, 2006

In the dead of the night, I face this old pc with its rickety keyboard, trying to figure what strings of words to wove onto this so called blog.

Tapi saye tetap sengal.

As long as ade posting. Cukup ah.

Stuck in Terengganu, having my two months worth of induction for new execs in PETRONAS. What have I missed? So far, the weekly  presentations on what ever going ons at the office. Takpe, Aishah masih ade.

I miss using the net. Especially YM. Addiction tahap tungkik. If theres no one around pon can go. No hal. I just need my daily fix.

My own room. A little cramped out but still comfy enough to accomodate my simplistic lifestyle. Haha.

Of course my family. Cannot bitch about things with dearest Kambing Ika. Lame tak jerit Umar mandi lama sangat. Lama tak usik Arif. Lama tak kena marah ngan Mak. Lama tak teman Abah pergi balik kerja.

Tapi… all good things must come to an end. Without realizing it, ada a  few weeks je tinggal. Layan laut & pool. Walks on the beach at night. Layan bintang di langit. Jadi muda kembali setelah sekian lama.

Tah pape. Time to stop. Chalos~