Lost in Putrajaya

Lunch with Vig; that means heading down to modern city Putrajaya.For those of you who has not step foot in this wonderful modern environment, Putrajaya is huge. It contains the biggest roundabout in Malaysia and there is a Shangri-La hotel in the middle. All around the outside of that roundabout is where the government offices are. That is where Vig works, right smack in the Prime Minister's office itself. Went to pick him up and we decided to take a "drive". So he took over the driver's seat and we ventured out into the vast lands of Putrajaya. It was not a very successful mission and as the title suggest we got lost. Anyway we did find our way back and headed to Cyberjaya, more familiar territory. Then back to Putrajaya for lunch which was KFC. Oooh the new curry thingie flavour is not that bad... A must try for all KFC fans.

Black & White

Sometimes I look around and wonder what the world would be like in grey. Like an old silent movie with music in the background. Of course change it to the modern music that we have today. I kind of think looking at stuff in black and white make it a little more receptive to the eye. It isn't as annoying as staring at a bright red picture and then trying to readjust your eyeballs back to normal lighting. Anyway was out the whole day today and decided to take pictures in B&W. Turned out pretty cool. Gave that nostalgic feel and also the pictures look great. Always had an affection for the B&W. Would have been much cooler if it was in film.

I was actually waiting for it to rain today. Took it's damn sweet time to come. The weather was not that bad today actually. It was a slight mixture of a gloomy Wednesday afternoon and a bright sun shinning Sunday. Now that April is almost here, that does mean the start of the raining season in Malaysia. It happens every year. The heat comes to virtually cooks you alive. When the rain finally comes, we get very excited and label it as "new times" to come. Soon we will forget about the heat and get annoyed by the rain. It will rain so often that going out of the house would mean struggling with the typhoon type weather. In general Malaysians are lazy, so trying to fight the rain kind of gets "sucky" after a while. Then we will wish so much it stops raining that the heat will return and the cycle goes on.


Hanged out with Dimar for almost the whole day. Just chillin at his crib watching dvds. Under the influence of course. I do not know what's up with this Indonesian ex-house mate of mine but lately he's been up and about trying to get stuff to smoke. He supposedly quit when I was staying with him. The several times I invited him to join me, he declined. I did get him to join me a few occasions but that was just so he could sleep and get up in time for class the next day. Anyway scored with him, which i haven't done in a long time. Feels kinda weird. He also took me to Shah Alam to get my sister's car. A job well done to the workshop if I can say. Well it better be at par, for the price I paid. Dimar has always been my second car. Can count on him no matter what unless of course he is busy doing something else. That usually means he is with his chick. Oh and Shak was the one that got us the contact to score. So unusual, I have never asked Shak help me score and I haven't scored with Dims in a while. All in all a good and weird day. All deserved to be in Black & White.


Can't get this song out of my head; The Killers - Everything Will Be Alright. Hopefully everything will be alright... hehe. Off to presentation I go!!

Quake

Just got a phone call from Kok Meng about the earthquake. Did not feel anything here because I think I am on flat ground. Watching the news now, CNN says there might not be a tsunami while BBC is saying that there will be a tsunami. Whatever happens let us hope it isn't as bad as the last one. The voice of the guy on BBC sounds like that Indian guy that does the tennis commentary for Star Sports... weird.

In a Rut

Another week another accident. Guess it's all up to luck. besides already having my Waja wrecked I come out and decide to hook my sister's car up with the car body shop. How you say is this possible? Was it just a brace of bad luck? Well I guess it all dates back to when I was four. My very first major accident. According to my mom.

It was at my grandma's old place. A cozy little link house on Jalan Chee Swee Ee. I was on the couch, kneeling on it while trying to reach down to the floor to play with our dog, at that time whose name was "Whiskey"(my dad had this thing with naming his dogs liquor names). So as I wanted to get closer to Whiskey, I start to stretch more and thus i lost my balance and fell forehead first into the hard, cold concrete floor. I think there was even a "thud" sound. I was motionless. My mom had called me several times but my head was still glued to the concrete floor. She started to panic and forced me up. She is shock when she sees me bleeding all over my forehead. At this point she said I started to cry. My dad was not around so my uncles took me to the hospital with my mom holding down my forehead to try and stop the bleeding. Got to the hospital and stitched up. Until today I still have that 4 stitches of scar on my forehead.

Throughout my life I have had variations of accidents involving sports, monkeying around and the bicycle....*shudders*. Plenty of accidents have also arrived from my bicycle riding days. Most serious of all is of course fracturing my left wrist. I was 10 at the time and the bicycle to me was a form of escape. My freedom toward a world outside of the house. So naturally i cycle a lot. Well this one time I was cycling around minding my own business and as I was about to take the corner into the road where I lived, I saw a lot of sand on the road. Having no time to get out of my "daredevil" corner taking, I glided through, fell off my bike and must have skid five meters or so. Details of how i fell is not very clear anymore but what I knew was I landed on my left hand thus fracturing it.

I guess at this point of my life cars are my accident tool. It just leaves a more expensive scar... in the pocket. I would just like to dedicate this entry to the boy who reminded me of much simpler accident days. This boy actually crash outside my house on his bicycle. He just lost balance and the road was wet so eventually he just fell and hit the ground real hard. As I was walking back to the house I offered him help but he declined. He seemed fine and said his house was only round the corner. So I let him be on his way as I walked back into the house thinking about all those old bicycle crashes. Maybe I'm just in a rut.

again...

i have made a decision today after much thought and a sleepless night; to not get wasted so much that physically i know not what i do. it is well documented that when i do get wasted i turn quite violent and emotional. a side of me which i myself do not fancy much. feelings get hurt in the process. i know this much from last night of drinking that i angered someone i really care for and i can't even remember what i did. this is really killing me. for now i am thinking the only real solution is to let go. i am sure this person will be much happier without me in her life at this moment. as i have said before i am not one who is good to mesh with drama therefore avoiding it seems the best possible answer. if it means she will live her life in a happier manner than when i was in it, so be it. as long as she is happy. i think having me around would just further complicate things and nobody needs that now. i shall not use the excuse that the alcohol was the source of my actions because really deep down inside, i know i had a role to play in it. alcohol just enhances your ability to take the actions that you wanted to perform when sobriety does not. in time i hope i get forgiven but i just do not see how. will be heading to KL soon and shall be straying there longer now without returning to penang as frequent anymore. assignments and work should catch up soon to keep me busy. this should keep my mind off things and not returning to penang as frequent should do that person much good. i am sure now that this will be the right thing to do. i am dissapointed in my actions, myself and worst of all i know i have dissapointed her.

on an even gloomier note. zach broke his hand after a whacky night of futsal. never fun. hope he recovers well. hey man anything just give me a call, i know how to manouver my way around a cast. it gets really itchy so be sure to stock up on those "satay sticks". this is talking from personal experience.

last night was with kok meng and ryan. it is nice to hang out just the three of us again. been a while. recently we have always been around a large group. we were drinking left over whiskey and vodka from parties gone by. we started talking about a lot of things. it was a very enlightening night. we also had a good winning eleven session. i of course was the ultimate champion for that night. oh wait i did lose the last game to kok meng on a silver goal but that does not count. i had countless amount of chances which for some reason just did not want to be converted. anyway chatting with those two monkeys made my day after a long and dreadful one. much love to you guys.

"So go on love
Leave while there's still hope for escape
Got to take what you can these days
There's so much ahead
So much regret"
- jimmy eat world

for football fans

i found this article on soccernet about being a manager for a top team. it's really funny. most people must have read it already but this is to those jumbos that never visits soccernet. it has to be the best footie website there is. the writers are just hilarious at times. anyway this is the link to the article...

Tough at the Top?

nostalgic freak of nature

the semester so far is going smoothly. yet i feel the need for something to feed the extra time. i am trying to freelance as much as i can. the extra cash would not hurt. free time is a funny thing. you seem to have it so much yet you can never be able to find some when you actually do need it. i call it being bored. hopefully john and yu ming can pass me more editing jobs. sometimes i think of getting a real part time job maybe in retail or waiting but i would rather be doing something that is related to my field.

at the moment i am not even sure if designing is my forte to be. was actually seriously thinking of taking another course in advertising. it's hard since i do not really want to ask dad to support me a futher few years. i wonder how loans go about. will have to make it a point to find out tomorrow... or sometime in the next week. hehe.

was out in bangsar last night having some drinks with good friends. i blew quite a lot of cash on alcohol. that always seem to be the case when i'm drunk and need more to drink. on the contrary i did not get that smashed. was still ok to drive home and actually walk straight. even after bangsar we headed to "old skool" limkokwing's 7-11 for more beers and some munchies. i miss that place a lot, the old campus was a much more relaxed enviroment than the mass corporate building we study in today.

i remember the old nasi lemak "pondok" opposite the 7-11. that was the total hang/chill out area. good nasi lemak too, only 1 ringgit for the normal nasi and 1.50 for the nasi lemak ayam. the nasi lemak is especially tasty in the early hours of the morning. when you first arrive in college... head to the store... grab a pack and start eating whilst chilling and sketching/writting down thoughts/finishing last minute assignments. then as you chill friends and class mates would come and everyone starts chilling together. it had a good atmosphere as well with its "canteen" type tables and benches(the long ones). man i miss those days.

anyway back to subject in hand which was me blowing cash in bangsar. i think i shall stay home for the whole month now. i do not like being low on cash so i'm going to portion the rest of my cash really well as to not be fucking broke. this should be fun. actually living with my aunt now would make it easier because i do get dinner every night and there's always snacks in the house so i will not get hungry. i was suppose to go back to penang on the 18th but now am contemplating beause of the cash situation. chilling in kl won't be that bad. be away from penang longer so that my friends will really really miss me and when i return they will treat me nice :P hehehe(as if they would).

i was at kinokuniya the other day and saw a lot of books on design application. would not mind getting my hands on those book to improve my "not up to par" designing and multimedia work. it is just the prices that ruin my hopes of owning those books. will talk to mom and see if she would want to sponsor those books for me. hehe. she would probably scream and nag at me on how money is not easy to earn and bla bla bla... but what the heck, it is worth a try. nothing to lose.

just got the fourth and final season of futurama on dvd. tonight should be fun. with a little spliff in my hand and a full set of futurama to look forward to. i owe it to paul and kok meng who turn a sceptical futurama person into a real big fan. they were absolutely correct. you have to watch it from the first episode of the first season. let the charachters grow on you and then only will you understand the true beauty of its comedy.

i have realized that it can get quite lonely in KL. i do not really hang out with my classmates, close friends i have but usually quite busy doing their own stuff and penang friends usually stay far away from where i am. internet is the only form of release. i go online less in penang. there always seems to be something to do in penang. whether if it is a boring drive around tg bungah or down to vision for a few rounds of snooker. i guess it is the company that counts more than anything.

thinking of catching a movie by myself. have not done that in a long time. use to do it all the time back when i stayed in KJ. would check the movie list. hop into my trusty "josie" and drive to one utama to get the tickets. then hop back in trusty "josie" for a driving around session. i would always go on weekdays and sometimes it would be as early as the first show. so it was always cool to be seating in an empty cinema munching on pop corn and be engrosed into the movie. so much space and comfort... hehehe. funny enough i remember only watching "about a boy" in the cinema. guess the other films never mad an impact on me.

well here i am reminded of the old days and wishing upon it again. sadly tomorrow is a monday and the new life i am living now will take effect. driving to cyberjaya, trying to stand the heat of that god forsaken desert and sweating like a dog's tongue everytime. though the good ol days will never return, all i have to do is close my eyes and it all comes back to me... a time of less

zoukfest

it started with a drive down to genting. almost got lost. had to stop and ask for directions about 3 times. all the answers we got was go straight all the way and so we did. it did not look like we were heading to genting but at the end of the road there was a road sign that said "genting highlands 18km". i think we took the back road or something. did not recognize the road at all.

got there at around 4 pm and could not find a room. so we parked the car(that was a task of its own) and made our way to the ticket counter to get our... doh!... tickets. that itself was an adventure. usually when we buy tickets we cue but this cue was like a megadeath concert. people pushing and bodies packed like a sardine can. it was awful. we were in there for at least 2 hours. was not fun.one person was only entitled to get one ticket. finally pushed my way to the counter and the chick selling the ticket said i could not get one because i have already bought mine. i screamed at her and told her to give me my ticket because what she said was not true. got the ticket. now the fucked up task of getting out of the crowd.

we were tired. sweaty. i was about to quit. needed a room, a shower anything to freshen up. finally got to hang at a friend's room and it made everything a bit better. took that shower but was still really tired. at least i felt fresh. some friends could not get tickets so that dropped the mood again. watching their sad and dissapointed faces. everybody went in at around 11. i decided to chill and go in around 12.30 when the crowd had died down.

got in alone. quite lost. finally met penang friends. it was like clubbing in penang but at genting. that was cool. the weather was amazing. partying outdoors at genting should be regularly done every weekend.music was great. was chilling at the house section then to the hip hop section. amazing.

the party finshed around 5. great time at zoukfest. great time.

now or never...

everybody is drinking. i feel like drinking. with all the hassle to go to the bank then head to the local 7 eleven, i am thinking it's not worth it.

it all started when i called annie and she was drinking some gin and tonic. everybody is at glo... getting smashed. then i met amit online and he was in sandeep's place drinking up on their stash of alcohol.

fuck it. i am heading to 7 eleven now....