Came late to the office today... you may noticed the time I blog this down. Yes it was quite early in the morning.
As I was waiting, for my the PC to start up, I jot down all the things I want to complete by the end of the day. The main reason is because I am going to be on leave till early next year *bliss*.
I logged on to the PC, and o' o' ... some pop up that I would not like to see this morning. My Nemesis!!! 'Cannot locate your profile...'
It does log in. Wishing that what my worst 'nightmare' is not coming true (haha I imagined not to be able to complete my work as a nightmare... wth?!!), I double-click My Documents, where I've kept all my work in so far... Yeap.. there it was 'Unable to locate the server'.
Even worse, I didn't bring my personal HD... of all dayyyyyyy... its today!!!!!
But other than that.. check out some interesting pics below... ehhehehe now all my favourites are gone... *sigh*
I went back from work.. the usual.. and entered my sister's room. On her bed, there was this malay novel. I've seen it many time... Love the cover. Black, with a red volkswaged bettle on it. I was contemplating whether to read it or not...
First and foremost why I am quite reluctant to read it because ... Its a malay book. I am not against a malay writer. Some of them are pretty good.. Norhayati Ibrahim for example. I love reading her writtings. But because, I am a malay. I feel much more closer and attached to the characters in the stories. Their life are often resembled with what I was doing. There will no longer be imagination, but instead a trip to sudden reality. And Reality BITES!!!
Secondly, some malay book include 'english' phrases. I don't mind reading everything in malay, but I am quite dissapointed with the rojakness of malay novel. And even worse, their english were broken. Once, I read these malay books, it affected the way I converse in english.. pretty embarassing when my friends started to realize my english skills are deteriorating. So I stopped reading them and began to read english novels.
Third, malay novel always has this perfect heroin in the novel. As much as I know, every heroin or main character in the novel plays important role, I sometimes feel a bit 'down-graded' with the criteria set by the author. Why must the heroin be so perfect? and Why must the bad one be the worst. Why must the hero be the handsome one... it seems so impossible to find one.
And Last but Not Least... after reading the mushy details of the story books.. I often felt more lonelier than Lonely... it is pretty easy for them, I am refering to the fictional characters of malay novels, to survive in their perfectly-written world...
However I read the book regardless.. and yes the above still applies.. as much as I enjoyed it.. I know I am becoming more jealous of the character.. good looks, good behaviour, good life and good husband to be...
Life is tough....
The novel I am reading now is 'Manis nya Cinta' by Anis Ayuni.
* Other MiLk choclates doesn't have nuts in it. I dun like any plain chocolates, so I prefer wafered, or nut filled chocolates. * It is not entirely white, it got a chocolate base and a chocolate stripes on it *tee hee*. I dun like white coloured food, because I am not a fan of MiLk.... Other food that doesn't deserve my justice are Vanilla, because of the colour obviously, Whipped Cream, again because of the colour! and any drinks with MiLk or the name constituted with it like MiLk Tea. MiLk chocolate is oK, because Chocolate has longer spelling that MiLk. This only limited to the confectionaries, and not savouries.
Anyway, this should add another mile-stones in my life... 'My first White Chocolate Adventure'.
I joined Walk-a-hunt yesterday, which was organised by BSM... It was my first time, so basically its pretty challenging.
The game started at 8 a.m. Quite a early Sunday morning for me... seriously not welcoming...
We wore orange t-shirt... not really my colour... and it looked like sea of oranges yesterday.
It started off with registration, and aerobic session. The aerobic was ok.. just a bit too long for a warm up. They played the 'Poco-Poco' song. It was pretty up-to-beat song, so it fits the purpose. But then they repeated it for a second time, and the instructor was ber-gelek too much... unsure wat ber-gelek has anything to do with warm ups. I glanced to the back.. and the rest of the participants were just standing there. Part of the reason was because they can't see what the instructor was doing... so no point also.
Then the hunt started.
Some people went off running... me and my partner didn't because.. i don't see the point of running.. when it's labelled as the walk-a-hunt.
The first one was easy... you just have to find where the police were stationed.. and a flock of oranges standing and waiting in line.
The second task was a bit difficult. Clues were given, but its not straight forward.
The third task required a lot of observation... esp around your surrounding.
Overall it was a good experience. Really requires you to think outside the box, team-working.. not only with your partner.. but with other ppl as well. spot the hidden meaning of the questions. Open up your brain.
I would like to join it again next year.. just to see if I could grab atleast the top 100s!
Congratulations to all the winner.. I have to say.. I am quite impressed with their ability to grab the top 100!!
I have been listening to Ungu song lately... the song tercipta untuk ku... which roughly translated as 'Made for me'
Its time to disclose some pitiful (as IF) facts of me..
I had some love interests all these years.. sadly it never works. I dunno if its because of me... some body said it was. I tend to ignore these comments, because I have several guy friends... we still good buddies.. so I dun think it was me.
So my friend and I was actually talking about this stuff... I dunno if there were guys out there who actually want to be my boyfie... I hope ada lah... ahahha I am not bad looking.. am I?!1 *shock* [distraction]
My point is... they were several friends who sed there were these guys who were interested... my reaction to that was always negative.
I went haywire over such information. My brain started to play its proz and conz... thinking what if its not true? what if its true? am i ready? should i like him too? what if he's disappointed after knowing me? what if my parents found out? wat if it won't last?
These questions always play around in my head.... Usually the cons took over my rationalities... so I back out. I am a chicken after all... I called it 'Commitophobic'... a dilemma.. afraid of commit. But is it?
I am getting tired of ppl asking me... 'what? u r still single? wats wrong? I am sure there are a lot of guys out there.. what happen?'
Like... DUDEEEEE IF I KNEW WHAT SEEMS TO BE THE PROBLEM, I WONT BE SINGLE NOW... WOULD I??
but I didnt answer that way... I will usually go 'oo i thought u r going to propose me'.... or 'get in in line buddy, I am still considering the 99th person'.... or 'Bah.. find me one laaaa'... it was never serious... never
But there were once.. it really did affect my confidence. A couple of friends, who are quite close to me... attack without mercy. They said 'Jim.. u r just putting ur standards too high'. At first it felt nothing... but after 3 days, from several ppl... it became unbearable. My confidence collapsed, my tears became too hard to bear. I told my boss, suddenly I felt ill so need to excuse. She allowed it. She probably sensed the sudden change of behaviour in me. Iliterally fled downstairs.... and cried in my car. I cried so much... that my chest started to pain. I dialled my best friend's hp... I didn't talk for minutes.... I hiccuped a lot.... I can't believe that I can actually cried dat much, as if somebody died on that day... somebody that really close to me.
I told my best friend.. she was shock to actually heard me cried.. as I never cried before. I always shows my strong side... the side which no one can bully. She was concerned.
So I asked her.... 'Did I really set the standards too high?' She answered .... 'I dun think its wrong to be picky. Everyone have the right to be choosey..' ' Not every one then. Some ppl think I am VERY choosy... I dun even know why? I never even realised I am setting standards on guys.... I never even bother to think like wise. I am just being me... I trust ppl to choose me for who I am. I dun want to change.'
So the talk continued. She said some valid stuff... everyone have the right to be choosey... the guy is afterall going to end up with u... he's going to be someone to stuck with u. He's going to be the one who should love watever I do... watever I think. He's the one who is going to make my heart flutter... make me go ga-ga over stupid stuff... who is going to hurt me most if he leave me...
I can sensed that I am a very romantic person. I would imagine my self who tried her best to win the guys and everyone important to him. I am going to wonder why he didn't call.. who is going to blame over everything... thats who I am going to be.
Right so to my future husband ... let me just sing this song for you. I can sing ok...
Menatap indahnya senyuman di wajah mu Membuat ku terdiam dan terpaku
Mengerti akan hadirnya cinta terindah Saat kau peluk mesra tubuhku
Banyak kata Yang tak mampu ku ungkapkan Kepada diri mu
Aku ingin engkau selalu Hadir dan temani aku Di setiap langkah Yang meyakini ku Kau tercipta untuk ku
Meski waktu akan mampu Memanggil seluruh raga ku Ku ingin kau tahu Ku selalu milik mu Yang mencintai mu Sepanjang hidup ku
Sungguhhhhhh Hanya lah diri mu Yang aku cintai dan Sunggguhhhhhhh Ke kan di sisi mu hingga ku mati...
If you were to ask me.. what is the speed limit on Brunei Hi-way? The answer is 100 km/h.
But then I wonder why the car can exceed that much?
I mean... if they do know the speed do kills... why even bother to put speed on a car?
I am one of the 'reckless' driver on the road, and guiltily there were times I drove at almost 140 km/hr. Sometimes, I didn't realize it... Right~ *roll eyes*
Well anyhoo... please.. speed do kills...so buckle up and stay alert, and don't let stuff distract u.. when I say stuff... u should understand I am refering to MoBiLe PhOnEs... *ring* *ring*
