Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Pledge of a twenty three year old
Twenty three years old. Some say that we are still very young and have a long time ahead where we can decide our future. Somehow, time just seems to be flowing away second by second and all we can do is think ‘If only I’d … earlier….’
Just came back from a gathering with a couple of close buddies. It felt good meeting all of them after a while and we updated each other on the progress of life after graduation.
All the updates leaded to one summary – Life sucks.
Overworked, meaningless work, low pay, no social life, repetitive routine, underperformance, politics and work pressure are just a pinch of our complains of life.
Got me wondering on the meaning of life again. Where are our dreams to pursue? What is the definition of happiness? What are our plans to get out of the rat race and not live a meaningless life complaining about life and hoping for a promotion or increment that we might not even get?
Everyday at work, we complain about the same old thing. We complain about the government, our management, the rise of petrol price, how our bosses do not appreciate us, or why our fellow colleague gets a higher pay than us. Guess we are just being typical humans after all. NATO – No Action Talk Only. All we do is feel suppressed, exploited, and get pushed around but most of us just suck it up and complain without doing anything about it.
As for me, I wonder how many times have this topic crossed my mind. How many times have I thought of doing something to improve my life but I have always had the ‘I will do it tomorrow’ attitude. Yea, about 268 tomorrows already passed and I still think that I’ll do it tomorrow. And tomorrow is just another day, where I’ll be thinking of how nice it’d be if it was still the weekend. It is time to change. It is time to take a step forward and do something to change my life into something meaningful. It’s time to make tomorrow a day we look forward to with such excitement and enthusiasm. It is time for actions and not just empty talk.
This post will mark the day of my burning spirit and remind me to strive forward and not just slump behind.
Screams a war cry and goes back to bed.
Just came back from a gathering with a couple of close buddies. It felt good meeting all of them after a while and we updated each other on the progress of life after graduation.
All the updates leaded to one summary – Life sucks.
Overworked, meaningless work, low pay, no social life, repetitive routine, underperformance, politics and work pressure are just a pinch of our complains of life.
Got me wondering on the meaning of life again. Where are our dreams to pursue? What is the definition of happiness? What are our plans to get out of the rat race and not live a meaningless life complaining about life and hoping for a promotion or increment that we might not even get?
Everyday at work, we complain about the same old thing. We complain about the government, our management, the rise of petrol price, how our bosses do not appreciate us, or why our fellow colleague gets a higher pay than us. Guess we are just being typical humans after all. NATO – No Action Talk Only. All we do is feel suppressed, exploited, and get pushed around but most of us just suck it up and complain without doing anything about it.
As for me, I wonder how many times have this topic crossed my mind. How many times have I thought of doing something to improve my life but I have always had the ‘I will do it tomorrow’ attitude. Yea, about 268 tomorrows already passed and I still think that I’ll do it tomorrow. And tomorrow is just another day, where I’ll be thinking of how nice it’d be if it was still the weekend. It is time to change. It is time to take a step forward and do something to change my life into something meaningful. It’s time to make tomorrow a day we look forward to with such excitement and enthusiasm. It is time for actions and not just empty talk.
This post will mark the day of my burning spirit and remind me to strive forward and not just slump behind.
Screams a war cry and goes back to bed.
Angler mode: On
Fishing season is on again.
This time with more noobs and side bets to spice up the game.
However the pond that we’d usually go to was in a fucked up condition where the tauke didn’t really bother to maintain it. Hooking up a large fish is a rare sight now or rather hooking up any kind of fish now is a rare sight. And it wasn’t just us noobs who weren’t hooking anything. Even some other regulars seemed to be yawning all the time.
Time to scout for a new playground.
This time with more noobs and side bets to spice up the game.
However the pond that we’d usually go to was in a fucked up condition where the tauke didn’t really bother to maintain it. Hooking up a large fish is a rare sight now or rather hooking up any kind of fish now is a rare sight. And it wasn’t just us noobs who weren’t hooking anything. Even some other regulars seemed to be yawning all the time.
Time to scout for a new playground.
Down the slumps
Gurugurumaru~!
I just hate it when a song gets stuck in my head and I just can’t get it out of my head no matter how hard I try. And this time it had to be this cute repetitive song from School Rumble.
My back aches from too much sleep. Now that I’ve overslept, it still doesn’t give me the satisfaction I thought it’d give me. For the whole week, or rather for months, I had been considering for taking an MC every night thinking how nice it’d be to be able to sleep without subconsciously waiting for the alarm to ring only to hit it back to snooze mode.
Gurugurumaru~~!
In a blink of an eye, the month of May is gone. Well, it’s probably coz I slept through my two weeks of midnight shift and time really just flows by, being taken for granted as usual. Had been in the laziest mode of all time where nothing matters at all. All I wanted to do was to get back to my room and laze about.
Finally woke up today realizing that I had been happily letting life seep by again. Guess it’s time to do something meaningful again. Gurugurumaru~~~! Fuck this song by Scramble. Now it’s pissing me off. Where was I … Oh, the same usual spirit that is awaken every few months but dies down in a week or so.
Well, realizing that I’ve been wasting my life would be a good first step.
Now for the second step …
Or maybe I’ll think about it after finishing Resident Evil.
I just hate it when a song gets stuck in my head and I just can’t get it out of my head no matter how hard I try. And this time it had to be this cute repetitive song from School Rumble.
My back aches from too much sleep. Now that I’ve overslept, it still doesn’t give me the satisfaction I thought it’d give me. For the whole week, or rather for months, I had been considering for taking an MC every night thinking how nice it’d be to be able to sleep without subconsciously waiting for the alarm to ring only to hit it back to snooze mode.
Gurugurumaru~~!
In a blink of an eye, the month of May is gone. Well, it’s probably coz I slept through my two weeks of midnight shift and time really just flows by, being taken for granted as usual. Had been in the laziest mode of all time where nothing matters at all. All I wanted to do was to get back to my room and laze about.
Finally woke up today realizing that I had been happily letting life seep by again. Guess it’s time to do something meaningful again. Gurugurumaru~~~! Fuck this song by Scramble. Now it’s pissing me off. Where was I … Oh, the same usual spirit that is awaken every few months but dies down in a week or so.
Well, realizing that I’ve been wasting my life would be a good first step.
Now for the second step …
Or maybe I’ll think about it after finishing Resident Evil.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Fat Immigrant
It's been a while since I last looked at myself on the mirror. Didn't think I changed much but I might be wrong.
Went to this one petrol station with my colleagues,an indian and a chinese. The Indian guy went out to pump petrol when the petrol pump boy asked:
"Ini dua mau hantar mana?"
Wtf man. From this situation, I can only work out two possibilities.
#1 My friend and I look like illegal immigrants.
#2 My Indian friend look like a bloody pimp.
Man, I have no idea what's going on anymore.
Went to this one petrol station with my colleagues,an indian and a chinese. The Indian guy went out to pump petrol when the petrol pump boy asked:
"Ini dua mau hantar mana?"
Wtf man. From this situation, I can only work out two possibilities.
#1 My friend and I look like illegal immigrants.
#2 My Indian friend look like a bloody pimp.
Man, I have no idea what's going on anymore.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Sexy Losers
Thanks to Lobak, I was kept entertained by this site for a while.
A short comic strip about masturbation, necrophilia, bukkake and many other sex jokes.
Check out Sexy Losers.
A short comic strip about masturbation, necrophilia, bukkake and many other sex jokes.
Check out Sexy Losers.
Polyboot
Was stranded at work last night just because of one damn virus - polyboot. The virus sounds like some cute harmless pokemon but I was wondering what the fuck happened. The damn virus hides itself in the boot sector of the hard disk and prevents the hard disk from booting up. Did a long 3 pointer shot with the hard disk. That should have killed it. Almost smashed up the second brand new replacement hard disk after it failed to boot up after several times of formatting.
Was out of my wits already and finally, the technical sifu here finished watching an episode of Simpsons. Asked him, or rather, begged him for help. Did a virus scan on it and results showed the fucking virus. Never did it cross my mind that it'd be a virus attack.
Did a boot up to DOS and performed:
C:\>fdisk /mbr
One minute. And the problem was solved.
I spent one fucking day working on it.
Fuck the polyboot virus.
Was out of my wits already and finally, the technical sifu here finished watching an episode of Simpsons. Asked him, or rather, begged him for help. Did a virus scan on it and results showed the fucking virus. Never did it cross my mind that it'd be a virus attack.
Did a boot up to DOS and performed:
C:\>fdisk /mbr
One minute. And the problem was solved.
I spent one fucking day working on it.
Fuck the polyboot virus.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Free from Grandia
Finally...
Took me long enough to finish a forty over hours RPG game. Well, was kinda disappointed with the second DVD of the game as the story wasnt any different from other RPGs that was to save the world from some huge ass boss with tonnes of HP. There wasn't any really cool CG at the end of the game and stuff, and I was wondering why was it that I finished the game for.
The heroine had some brother complex feelings and kept on bitching for her brother instead of the hero. There wasn't much on the relationship built up between the hero and heroine.
But...
They ended up with a son soon after defeating the last boss.
Guess they really celebrated after saving the world.
Maybe I should just stick to Katamari after this.
Took me long enough to finish a forty over hours RPG game. Well, was kinda disappointed with the second DVD of the game as the story wasnt any different from other RPGs that was to save the world from some huge ass boss with tonnes of HP. There wasn't any really cool CG at the end of the game and stuff, and I was wondering why was it that I finished the game for.
The heroine had some brother complex feelings and kept on bitching for her brother instead of the hero. There wasn't much on the relationship built up between the hero and heroine.
But...
They ended up with a son soon after defeating the last boss.
Guess they really celebrated after saving the world.
Maybe I should just stick to Katamari after this.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Wesak Day Eve
Happy Belated Wesak Day to all the Buddhist in the world or to whoever celebrating it.
In conjunction with such a holy day, I dedicated myself to one of the seven deadly sins - Gluttony. Spent the whole day binging fajitas and downing fruit juices at Midvalley's Chilis before proceeding for some cheese cakes at Secret Recipe. Met up with a couple of new friends later on for more barbeque and also a drinking session.
Being a total noob at drinking sessions, I realized that the drink mixing was slightly different from the ones I used to have. I noticed that they only add a dash of alchohol to a whole load of soft drinks and ice whereas I used to add a dash of soft drink to a whole load of liquour. No wonder the previous drinks tasted damn bad and we'd soon be puking off all over the place. This time, we enjoyed the drink and could have more cups while letting the alchohol effect accumulate slowly.
Played this pretty neat drinking game.
Pack of cards. A person draws a card per round and each card represents:
Ace to five : The person drawing the card takes 1 to 5 (depending on the card)sips.
Six to ten : The person drawing the card chooses a target to take 1-5 sips.
Jacks : Everybody bottoms up.
Queens : Ladies' drink.
Kings : Men's drink.
It was pretty funny during the final stages of the game where everybody got stoned and too dumb to think.
Yea, I spent Wesak day on meat and getting wasted.
In conjunction with such a holy day, I dedicated myself to one of the seven deadly sins - Gluttony. Spent the whole day binging fajitas and downing fruit juices at Midvalley's Chilis before proceeding for some cheese cakes at Secret Recipe. Met up with a couple of new friends later on for more barbeque and also a drinking session.
Being a total noob at drinking sessions, I realized that the drink mixing was slightly different from the ones I used to have. I noticed that they only add a dash of alchohol to a whole load of soft drinks and ice whereas I used to add a dash of soft drink to a whole load of liquour. No wonder the previous drinks tasted damn bad and we'd soon be puking off all over the place. This time, we enjoyed the drink and could have more cups while letting the alchohol effect accumulate slowly.
Played this pretty neat drinking game.
Pack of cards. A person draws a card per round and each card represents:
Ace to five : The person drawing the card takes 1 to 5 (depending on the card)sips.
Six to ten : The person drawing the card chooses a target to take 1-5 sips.
Jacks : Everybody bottoms up.
Queens : Ladies' drink.
Kings : Men's drink.
It was pretty funny during the final stages of the game where everybody got stoned and too dumb to think.
Yea, I spent Wesak day on meat and getting wasted.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Barrier of languages...
Was having dinner with my indian colleagues last night. For the first half an hour, they only communicated in Tamil and I was bored to death. Really wonder what's the reason of eating together when I was being ignored and isolated totally. Well, it wasnt the first time, but this was the first time I gave some thought to it. Too bad, my tamil vocabulary was only limited to:
ung-ga ta-ta kun-ji ka-ru-pe
Your grandfather's dick is black.
ung-ga pa kun-ji ka-ru-pe
Your father's dick is black.
ung-ga pa-ti pundek ka-ru-pe
Your grandma's pussy is black.
So, as you can see, my tamil vocabulary rendered totally useless when it comes to a daily conversation.
Moral of the story: When you learn a language, learn something more practical.
ung-ga ta-ta kun-ji ka-ru-pe
Your grandfather's dick is black.
ung-ga pa kun-ji ka-ru-pe
Your father's dick is black.
ung-ga pa-ti pundek ka-ru-pe
Your grandma's pussy is black.
So, as you can see, my tamil vocabulary rendered totally useless when it comes to a daily conversation.
Moral of the story: When you learn a language, learn something more practical.
Friday, May 05, 2006
Stream boat phobia
For the whole of April, we always ended up having some steamboat week after week. And we also had steamboat on the first week of May and I am scheduled for another round of steamboat tomorrow. URGH~!!! PUKE~!!! I can imagine my puke being ying-yang just like the steamboat's soup plus tomyam.
Why the marathon of steamboats? Somehow, we always crave for buffets, and steamboat buffets happen to be the cheapest buffets around. Well, the cheapest buffet would still be Hartz Chicken Buffet, but that buffet is totally out of the question.
Lets just hope that this Saturday will be my last steamboat buffet for the time being.
I crave for quality buffets. Jogoya or Nagisa anyone?
Why the marathon of steamboats? Somehow, we always crave for buffets, and steamboat buffets happen to be the cheapest buffets around. Well, the cheapest buffet would still be Hartz Chicken Buffet, but that buffet is totally out of the question.
Lets just hope that this Saturday will be my last steamboat buffet for the time being.
I crave for quality buffets. Jogoya or Nagisa anyone?
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