One day, one nation, one Malaysia ...

Its independence day.
Yes.
It means differently to different people.
To our elders, it means a new chance, a new beginning.
To us youngsters, it might mean a reminder of our identity, our heritage.
To a limited few, it represents the posibility of a better place of living.

Yet what does this day truly guard over?
To me?

It allows me a day to remember the vigilance that is needed to guard the freedom that we take for granted.

So happy Merdeka day, fellow friends.
Rember that we are all Malaysians.
And proud to be one.

And what do you see ...

As a followup to my last post I went and did some research on how best to scope a guy.

Ended up finding dating sites that advertised on people that does not even exists.
I mean look at the pictures above and tell me that those people have problems finding dates.

Seriously.
COME ON.
These ladies would have dates even if they start rejecting potentials AFTER they were married with children and a mortgage.

But alas that would not be really the case here as they are all registered with a wrong address.

"Womanpower" Female 31 registered in Kampong Kuala Telui, Kedah?

You think?

What have I learned from my research thus?

Don't ever try online dating sites.

Instead go to a nice pub, order a few rounds of drinks and try not to accidently hook up with your high school math teacher while your 6 drinks in.

Unless of course she is hot, then its ok.

Never date a guy with his left hand in the pocket ...

I have been asked to do a lot of things in my life thus far.
Change the light bulb.
Take out the trash.
Fix the water heater.

But this is the first time I have been asked to scope out a dude.

A female friend have tasked me to help "evaluate" a potential candidate for her.
As I have been her chief-of-staff on this matters for sometime it apparently occurred to her that I should be more integrated in her process of seeking happiness.

Seriously.
What would I know about scoping dudes?
I don't even know how to scope out dudettes in this new fangled world.
Especially when it was my love of life that found me not the other way round.

So I think I will need to tell her that I might not be the prime candidate for this task.

How does one tell their friend that they should trust GOD instead of their friends when seeking potential life mates?

Trial and error?
That's what the rest of us do, right?
Walk in and pray?

Making the cut ...

Have been having that kind of a day.
And its still early in the morning.

Standards that I have for myself are high.
And due to that, stress level has been high as well.
I am not burning out yet.
But its becoming more of a "tiresome" problem more than a "stressful" one.

The requirements from all parties are so diverged that its really hard to play the balance game.

Yet thats what needs to be done.

Am running and jumping through hoops while keeping a face of ease and calm.
Its really hard.

Blogging is one way of making things seem balance.
That and actually getting everything delivered on time.

555 ...

No its not the number for the other twin to one Mr.MorningStar.

Its the number on my pocket notebook.

Yes, I have a PDA.
Yes, I have a Dell Notebook.
Yes, I have a phone.

But nothing beats the usage of a simple 30 page pocket size notebook.

I am not that old.
At least I like to think so.
But apparently there are still people out there who like the old school methods.

Low tech is Reliable Tech.
:P

The beginning of the end ...

As I walk between the busy crowds of the hypermart, a strange thoughts crept into my mind.

What if all this people disappeared?
It would be so quiet.
So empty.

What if there was a war raging on here?
All of this will be in chaos instead of the neat roles of vegetables and fruits.

Everything would be in ruins.

I could see it all in front of me.
The destruction.
The pain.
The loss.
The hopelesness.

We tend to take all we have for granted.
The courtesies.
The silent smiles.
We never question if it will be there tomorrow or the next second.
We assumed it to be there always.

I make the same mistake.
Even though I know better.
I choose to ignore it.

Why?
Because I want a weariless existence.
A simple life of no bothers.
An ignorant one.
Even though I know better.

There is a force out there that threatens all this.
A force that will subterfuge all that we hold dear.
They will break the very essense of what we know as human rights.
And they will do it in the name of humanity.
Yet underneath it all, they know it is not.
But they will continue.
For no other reason then to keep the lie from being found out.
The lie that they tell themselves every day.

What is the lie?
A simple one.
Nothing complex.

"I had no choice."
"They forced me into it."

So as not to only cast stones.
I too live the same lie.
When I choose to be silent when I see all that is wrong, I too say that I had no choice.

But is it true?
Truly ... no choice?

You won't believe what I saw ...

No more than 20 minute ago, I was drving behind a Nissan in a busy traffic within PJ.
This particular driver was driving as if it was intoxicated.
Swirveling left and right.
I kept my distance but kept wondering how in the world does one get drunk so early in the day.

When the oppurtuny arrived I embraced it and accelerated pass the car so that I don't become a victim of circumstance.

While passing the driver side of the Nissan, I ventured a glance only to see a fluffy dog with a pink ribbon holding on to the steering wheel.

What the hell?

A dog was driving the car?

A second later I saw the actual driver sitting up straight to peer over her dog to see where she was driving.

By that moment, I was speeding away and thinking to myself this two thoughts.
1. The dog needs a new owner
2. The owner needs a new vibrator.

I just had to blog this before I forget the whole incident.

Post Day 3 ...

Its been 2 days since the training finished.
And truth be told, I actually learned something from it.

Or should I say relearned some and gained some more.

Which might explain why I am having headaches again.

I need to evaluate most of my work and think about my time management again.

Budget/Cost plans need to be redone to properly show my latest expenses.

But if it needs done.
Then its doing.

So much work.
So little time.

DAY 2 ...

Woke up and decided that today is going to be a black shirt day.
Its not to represent my mood or thoughts.
Merely a color preference.
Most people tell me that when I am in black, I remind them of the reaper.
I don't consider it an insult.
At least I remind them of something.
Better than 'Ah... I am not sure ...'
Isn't?

Well its the second day of the trainning.
Off to a good start.
Bring it on.

Half a day later ...

So half a day has gone by and I am more or less still alive.

The lecturer is funny and supportive.
I might even enjoy the next three days.
One can dream.

Yeah.

Now lets start ...

Sitting in a room full of strangers, learning about project management.

yeepee. fun. fun. fun.

It's about time . . .

Fever has subsided.
Still feeling heavy headed.
Am actually feeling better mentally than physically.
Will be putting more time on to work related matters again.

Why?

Mainly because I have been slacking in my responsibility. My staff has been picking up most of the heavy stuff while I have been recuperating from my slide into oblivion.

Maybe its also due to me playing StarCraft 2.
Its letting my frustration have an outlet.
And it is one of the better games released in the recent years.

StarCraft Rulezs!!!

Sick again ...

Fever.
That's what I get whenever I don't take care of my health.
So now i am bed ridden and posting this via my PDA.
Talk to you guys soon...

Make it so ...

There is a certain beauty in youth.
The energy they excrete through their mere presence is overwhelming.
There was a time when I too had that ability.
But age seem to have eroded that effect from me.
Maybe its a mutant ability that is specific to the phases of one life.
My current mutant power seem to be my ability to breath foul air and not chock to death.

Jaded?
Maybe.

Tired?
Most diffidently.

Throwing in the towel?
When hell freezes over ... twice.

Twitching eyelids ...

Have been having this issue for the pass few days.
And its annoying as hell.
So I googled it up to see what might be the cause.
So here is what I found

An eyelid twitch is called a blepharospasm. It happens when your eyelid muscles repeatedly and rhythmically contract. In some instances, the eyelid may repeatedly close (or nearly close) and re-open.

The most common things that make the muscle in your eyelid twitch are fatigue, stress, and caffeine. Once spasms begin, they may continue off and on for a few days. Then, they disappear. Most people experience this type of eyelid twitch on occasion and find it very annoying. In most cases, you won't even notice when the twitch has stopped.

More severe contractions, where the eyelid completely closes, are possible. These can be caused by irritation of the surface of the eye (cornea) or the membranes lining the eyelids (conjunctiva).

Eyelid twitching usually disappears without treatment. In the meantime, the following steps may help:

Get more sleep.
Drink less caffeine.
Lubricate your eyes with eye drops.

The Dresden Files ...

Here is his latest book (well, latest in the series anyway)
Came out 4 months back and I only recently finished reading it.

I have read ALL his work (including his Spider-Man book) and found that I like the way he narrates the whole thing. His not Tolkien and definitely not Robert Jordan, but his a damn good story teller and it should be enough for anyone.

Am planning to buy the whole CODEX ALERA series for my dad as his Christmas gift this year.

For those who want to find something to read because there isn't any decent books anymore can try Jim's books to see if it suits your taste.

And if you like it, please introduce it to your friends.
Its the least we can do to help out talents such as this.

Blog on the go ...

Hello mobile blogging.

Finally figured out how to post between my old trusty pda x51v using my phone as a thetering modem.

Now lets see if I post more often with me not having more excuses like 'unable to get online'

blah...

Her true form ...

... well ... almost true form.

A little something ....

Am playing with some graphics program and made this little something.
Its not unique but it does speak to me.

I am crazy about Scarlett Johansson ...

One of the most common thing I do whenever I am testing my internet connection is to google Scarlett Johansson.

I just type in her name, click on search button and see what pops up.
Usually it comes back with a very healthy list of read ups and a lot of sexy pictures as search results.

I personally believe she is one of the more popular desktop pics found in the world.
Her smiles give you the sense that the world is beautiful because she is in it.

I first knew of her in "Lost in Translation".
And I only watched that show because of Bill Murray.
She was a bonus find.

She did it so well that I started paying attention to this young woman that captured the essence of sexiness without trying even TO BE sexy.
And her being married to another favorite actor of mine (Ryan Reynolds) made her even more special.

So here is a simple tribute to a lovely woman and a charming soul.
May you melt every heart with that charming smile and hazel eyes.

FACT 20100801-A

If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?