Too many birds and one stone...

The ball went really well with it's 'Grease' theme. People dressed up accordingly, up to standard spread, nice ambience/decor and it's fated there will be no flight back to Malaysia for me *hopes dashed*.

Four venues in one night. Ball. Lounge, Sixth Sense, Met and last but not least Code (after Met Bar was closed). Now that's what I call club hoppin'. First time seeing Benny up the ceiling.



Kenneth, Nick, Me, Brad & FeiBian

"Take 1!"

Tania, Me & Jo

Doing the jive on the dance floor

Me, The Fairy Godmother & Benny

Currently listening to: Steve Mcqueen, Sheryl Crow
Am feeling: Hopeful

Spring cleaning too early into the season...

Here I am cleaning up my room and understanding why is it termed as 'spring cleaning' and others are probably grooming themselves for the ball. My room is only so small to fit a double bed and there isn't much space left, but I'm still feeling the fatigue of having to give my room a makeover. There is just too much lint and dust around so much so that it aggravates me. After cleaning a few days before, it gets dusty a few days once again. I give up. I hate ironing, so I vowed that when I had made my millions, I'd open or buy over a laundromat. I'd pity my wife for wasting so much time with it. Either that or I'd get those steam ironing system thingmajig.

Currently listening to: Some say love, (not sure who)
Am feeling: Inexpressible

Shiny, happy but chilly Friday

Finally time to kick back and relax for HG. It was a short drive to Bastion Point and later to Mission Bay. Had meant to walk down the path but it was too muddy. So there goes our enthusiasm.


Fish and chips?

After some persuasion

Moment of deviation

Party and cum house warming for at Josh, Daniel and Benny's. Three large 18 inch pizzas was proved an enormous task for one to gorge down. Tried Benny's 'Submarine' drink which consists of beer and shots in one go. The casualties for the night? Both the host except for Benny coz he had other interests I guess *hint(singapore sling).

Pics will be up soon.

Currently listening to: Why does love do this to me, Exponents
Am feeling: Thoughtful

I beg your pardon?

The ability to converse in text is great no doubt about that! But to converse over other form of mediums gets harder and tougher varying with the communication barriers involved. I know I am not qualified to give lectures nor theories most of us who have learnt in communication classes but this is just preoccupied thoughts in the wee hours of the morning.

The ability to see and speak to someone face to face may somewhat seem easy but to most it's hard. Now imagine public speaking. Yes indeed, some have natural talents instilled in them but everybody gets the jitters whether be it the first time or the hundredth time.

Comfortability is what I want to stress on. If you are really comfortable with the person you are talking with, you have degree or more like a level of understanding where you do not have to worry about jargons, bombastic words or explaining, that's interactivity! So what if the person is of different level than you? I have this theory that if both parties have different levels of intellectuality or be it knowledge, either one of the individual will form a subliminal/invisible filter of biasness where you/he have no intentions to get deeper into the conversation. It doesn't matter who is far superior or inferior, either one individuals will certainly form a cloak whereby they would not be bothered to go higher into the are which exceeds their personal comfort zone. Just mindless, useless and random thoughts after a good chat. ;)

Till my next self therapy...be good and stay well!

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Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. -Dale Carnegie-

You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.

Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.-unknown-

Currently listening to: How come, how long. Babyface
Am feeling: Cold

Will there ever be an understanding?

If happy is on your mind always, make sure you pick up the flowers along the way to compliment your day! -David-

Finally I see more life in the city today. Always had wondered how does it feel to be living within the city and to commute in it. That must be twice the fun when you own a scooter to run about in. (*envious* at Jonno)

Just chilling till I got home, finished my dinner, another relaxing day, took a shower, had my dessert, watched Will & Grace, flicked arounda bit between the Olympics and news. What was on the news? Another alleged terrorist incident, this time around was unconfirmed hijackings which led to 2 plane crashes. Haven't we seen enough or heard enough of what this world is turning into? Just when I thought was a turning point for mankind watching the 1500m decathalon this early morning where all the athletes patted each other after the race just like brothers and friends communal way as the commentator stated. Guess if there is no rivalry, there isn't much to talk about in life is there?

Current music: Something good, Bic Runga
Am feeling: Mischievous

Bubbly ponder.... 0oOo0.*

Now..why is it so that some times the shampoo just doesn't foam up the way you want it to be?

Current music: The be all and end all, Bic Runga
Am feeling: Relaxed

Reflections... be it of jubilation or dejection

Just ran through all my old entries. I had always believed that I inserted more forwarded stories/emails than writings from my thoughts. I spent around half an hour just browsing through the past entries, some were cries of sadness and some were cries of jubilant times. But all in all, it's now I feel the usefulness of keeping a diary or journal as a memoir of occurances both good and sour ones or even just mindless scribblings of spontaneity.

Current music: Bursting through, Bic Runga
Am feeling: Rejuvenated

Sunday marathon...

This is what I was felt like doing just a few minutes ago whilst brushing my teeth. I a strong persistency to just drink the water from the tap there and then as I was so thirsty for what reasons I don't know. Thought I might as well use up every inch, squeeze and drop of my reserve tank to blog before hitting the sack.

Had only 2 hours of sleep the morning night before we were in Cube celebrating Daeren's 22nd. Sent them home and we continued on for a short while. Then it was off to Josh's for Olympics. Grew hungry real quick, so it was to McDonalds on Great North Road. Crappy service there, according to Josh, they always make mistakes with the orders. And true enough, they forgot to give us 2 large fries.

So the next day (Sunday), we were all quite hesitant to wake up for indoor soccer at YMCA. But I did the waking up thanks to one loud a** radio alarm clock. Played until a quarter till 12 and it was lunch at our usual haunt Mercury Plaza. Next on the agenda, full on volleyball, netball and indoor soccer at the Auckland Uni Rec center. Played till 4 pm and guess what was next? A quick shower and it was off to Jha's party at Planet Pool. Was just there for an hour plus and before you know it, it was half past six already. Next on the list, weekly badminton at Epsom Badminton Hall from 7 till 10. There was a competition going on and we actually played till a little over 10. And finally, it was back to Planet Pool for some hard grubbing as we probably have exerted every muscle there is in our body. Had a few rounds of pool after a the feast Jha had spreded across an unused pool table. Was heading back to the city sending Benny back home *phone rings* were as follow;

Me: Hello, what's up bro?
Jonno: Where are ya at?
Me: Just left Planet Pool-
Jonno: ^$#*!# I rang your phone three times, why didn't you pick up your phone?
Me: Sorry man, I was in Planet Pool and I couldn't hear it I guess
Jonno: Ohh...so any plans later?
Me: Well, I'm fetching J from Hyatt and sending Benny home
Jonno: Yea...so you know what I wanna do right?
Me: Ermm... yea of coz I know... I'd have to ask J first and I need you to cover me first man...
Jonno: sure man...just give me a call/text later and I'll call ya back...
Me: Sweet!

Ok so that was the tentative plan, J had assignments and essays to finish up... called it a night for tonight. So here I am cutting short what my Sunday was like. Ok... time to hit the sack...

Current Music:By your side, Sade
Am feeling: exhausted but happy!

Riding the whale and Satisfaction from that?

The Whale Rider play was certainly not my cup of tea. Did not understand much about the singing and 'Haka' ritual and if so indeed, parts of the storyline was inserted into the dancing and singing, sure enough I wouldn't have understood the story due to my cultural ignorances. Therefore I am concluding that I do not understand the story of the play at all amidst all that shouting screaming and coarse voice over the microphone. But in and understading manner, they did ask us to bear with it as it was their first preview after rehearsing for 4 days or somefiNk like that.

Proceeded to Stamford Hotel to meet the crew for drinks before headind to 'The Met'. Polo Bar was quite a nice setting with a live pianist, cigars, wine and alcohol on location. What did we do there? That was where we traded stories about our young and stupid foolish yesteryears and also stories of sick behaviour.

Needless to say. 'Satisfaction' was indeed satisfying! It started with only five of us but was later joined by many as if everyone wanted to be satisfied on that Friday night. Jihan, Ning, Harley, Ben, Janice, Karen and even Evette was there once again. Met loads of interesting people. Met a dude who was really buffed up by the name or Dave. "Couz we are soulmates" he exclaimed. Music was twice as good as the usual. And many photo opportunities that night as George.fm and worlddj.com were snapping away trigger happily.

Karen, David, Nanda, Harley & Jihan


Benny, Ning, David & Jihan. (more pics on Georgefm.co.nz)

Benny, Yean (aka Catwoman with her constant licking & smearing) & David

Yean doing a backstroke and Jo getting much love from us both

Dave, Benny, Evette & David

Current music: Windmills of your mind, Esthero
Am feeling: intoxicated and time for detoxifying

Two intense olympic matches and relief for me...

First is was an intense game between New Zealand Tall Blacks and Serbia & Montenegro(that should be the way to spell it I fink). From behind, the Tall Blacks trailed from over 10 points and overcome the World Champions to clinch the game in a thrilling manner.

Then it was the badminton mixed doubles finals between China and Great Britain. The first set looked effortless for the Chinese duo but the Brits fought back to win the second set. I reckon, give the Brits another year or two and they will be force to be reckon with under the supervision and coaching by Heryanto Arbi. In the earlier womens single match, Mia Audina of Netherlands lost to China. The moment I saw her face, I swore I've seen that face before somewhere and it took me a while to register and right away I knew she played for Indonesia before. Man, all the big guns in Indonesian badminton had fled their country for obvious reasons. All this fast reflex and shittles hitting the ground hypes me up for the next game.

Till the next one, it certainly feels good to let out half of things yet to be said... till then, au revoir...

Current music: Song for holly, Esthero
Am feeling: Relieved

Regrets...ramblings on life...and regrets....

I regret not being able to take grasp of my life and control it by the horns. Been having lots of late nights, mingling and rendezvous-ing for the past 2 weeks now.

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Ooh, Yeah. Oh yeah... Oh Life... Oh Life... I'm afraid of the dark. Especially when I'm in the park. When there's no one else around. Oh I get the shivers. I don't wanna see a ghost. It's the sight that I fear most. I'd rather have a piece of toast. Watch the evening news. Life, oh life... Oh life, oh life..... Life, oh life..... Oh life, oh life..... I'm a superstitious girl. I'm the worst in the world. Never walk under ladders. I keep a rabbits' tail. I'll take you up on a dare. Anytime, anywhere. Name the place, I'll be there. Bungee jumping, I don't care. Life, oh life... Oh life, oh life...... Life, oh life...... Oh life, oh life..... Life. So after all's said and done. I know I'm not the only one. Life indeed can be fun. If you really want to. Sometimes living out your dreams. Ain't as easy as it seems. You wanna fly around the world. In a beautiful balloon. Life, oh life... Oh life, oh life..... Life, oh life... Oh life, oh life.... Life, oh life... Oh life, oh life.... Life, oh life, Oh life, oh life... Oh life, oh life.....

So here I sit feeling bewildered and trying to analyze what beckons my future, my happiness and my worries of not being able to sustain my hair care needs sure does questions me about what this entity (me) of God will have to carry out as his mission, tasks, goals or even fate for that matter in the path already paved by the Almighty one. Will I have to doublecross anyone in order to get somewhere in life. Is there ethics around us as we speak and give lecture to students in halls? As an ethos, if we abide to rule and regulations in ethical proportions, will others do the same in respect?

Sometimes, I just wish that the rock, meteor or WhatYaMaCallIt is on it's way to Earth and was true so that we wouldn't have to worry so much in life. Creating this countdown clock for doomsday (No! I am not in the least likely influenced by Independance Day at all). Thus minimizing our uncertainties and insecurities of what beholds of us in the distant future. I know that what I say may seem selfish, but in this world (without John Lennon) everybody capitalizes over the weaker in something. Which gives us a definite meaning to the saying "it's a dog eat dog world". If doomsday was for certain, then only we would cherish every other day as a gift and not take for granted life's current issues on famine, war, discrimination, racial political and religious sects.

Is what they show on our medium of mass communication all truth and nothing but the truth? Or is it a propoganda to many who feels the same? At the end of the day, someone definitely owns something for a reason, it rakes in profits to that respective buyer/investor. As learnt in Principles of Ethics, paying it back through charities, trusts, donations, sponsorship is just one of the ways of paying/giving back to society what they have taken from our air, land and sea. Scary enough I may sound like I hate the world so much so that I might just turn out to be a hippie, but this is one of the days where I just sit and think of what the world is today in the perspective of my five senses.

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back to my regrets...here's some of it....

having one too many vices
not drinking more milk when i was younger
not continuing the sports i was interested in
hurting and losing the trust of good friends
losing interest and not paying attention in Mandarin classes (POL)
not sporting a short hairdo
wasting time bumming around
not able to voice my true feelings out when given the opportunity
not being outspoken enough
not spending enough time with loved ones
not being able to update my blog for the past few days =)

As I'm writing this Jonno just called, and I asked him to check out my blog whenever he could. This is the crap that I wrote while sitting here for an hour or so. "Sorry bro, a quiet night for me tonight as I think about my life.

clairvoyant me...WIERD (w-e-i-r-d)

Happy Birthday Jha!!!

Am I clairvoyant or do I have this string of coincidence that just happens along the way? But that coincidence sure does not come in handsome packages when I put myself to the test in the casinos, lotteries and sweepstakes. I know, GOd just wants me to be modest and live a simple life. Too much of something can kill you at times.

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Had a chat with Genial about the word weird. To some agreement, we both thought that the word weird once pronouced should be spelled as w-i-e-r-d. Perhaps that is the understatement to the meaning of that word.

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A very warm welcome to my partner in crime, my blogging partner, guest blogger and call it what you like. It's more interesting when one a sidekick when it comes to doing things. Like the saying goes, "two's a company". About making it "Three's a crowd"? Well, we'll see how that goes if indeed I have another individual who's keen on making it a Charlie's Angels affair. For now, it's only me and Robin.

Lamb and whiskey...

Finally, our famed cook (the nekked chef) whom I've been putting him high on a pedestal thought it was time to dish out him talents. Had some delicious lamb chops and a little bit of drinks at Tim/Benny's. The plans for that night? Why MetBar of course. It seemed like everyone was there that night from Jase, Jonno, Em, Alice, Debbie, Karen, Benny, Gary, Fabian, Ann Nee and both Kenneth and Brad sporting a new hair cut. Our friend Esther and Lenny who decided to came at about 2ish as was afraid that we were going to leave when she was queing at the line. Drinks all nite long, all the way whiskey and coke. My favorite bartender had cut her finger while serving me and I felt bad. And I got tickets to 'Satisfaction', a funking party according to some. Next week once again I guess.

The quote of the night by Jo (well, who kept on stating that whiskey was not her thing but having dry whiskey is her way to do it)
"But whiskey is nothing like Coke"

Missed the opening of the Olympics coz we had to go to Dennys and I suggested that we takeaway and watch it at Steve's which is just a crawl away from Dennys. But 'NO', they think the Olympics is something like "when you've seen a few, you've seen it all" kinda things. But mind you guys, this is the first time the Olympics is back at Athens where the first ever one was held and after 28 centuries..... yes you read that right... 28 centuries.



Alice who seemed to have caught Benny's disease

Jason, Evette, Ann Nee, Jonno, David

Random aerial shot

Jihan & David

David, Jo, Jason and Brad wanting to take a side angle of himself

Ann Nee's colleagues that found Benny really fun and entertaining

David, Esther & Lenny

Had arrived as usual, just in time for the start of the speech. And my camera was needed for the occasion as someone forgot her's. Had bumped into Erina while I was heading into the Engineering building and I asked her whether did she know about the dinner for us Malaysians and she said no...my reply was "you need to find new friends who inform you about current happenings" in a jokingly manner that is. The food was great especially the rojak. Had two servings and the quote for the night by Jonno. "He didn't even answer the the questions, he went round and round and still manage to conclude. These politicians just have the talent for that"


Food makes you happy!

The important table

You are in my thoughts!

I was thinking and reminiscing of how my 2 months actually went by. And often enough, I ask myself, where will I be in the next few months? What company/firm will I clock my punch card for? How far would I have to travel to do my shifts? Will my job search be a long one? Will I find someone to share my life with, besides my loved ones such as my family and friends? Someone to hold dearly and to trade affection with...

All I know is that in the past 2 months and maybe more, I have come across an array of people whom have made my wait so pleasant and sweet. Some of them I just met recently and some of them whom I have had the pleasure of being friends with. I just want to write down my feelings and I would like to express all my appreciation to you! You guys/gals know who you are!!! Some of them I have felt so comfortable
with and also some whom I'm still getting to know better. But there is always a tomorrow to friendship, and as long as they are around be it physically or spiritually, there's sure boundaries to be spanned...in this fate we call life.

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Just when I was thinking about how happy I am to have such good friends around me to make my stay here so utterly warm and far-fetched. International Friendship Day came across my mind and was just wondering what date would it be. And true enough when I browsed the internet, it is celebrated yearly on the first Sunday of August. So this year, it was on the 3rd of this month. I may be late with my tribute to you guys but what matters is the thought isn't it? So here's looking at you! To those who are reading this, you are my friend I'm sure, because no one would google me on the web or even pay attention to my ramblings at a random. You may or may not know me entirely but here's my tribute to you nevertheless.

You have been a light in my callings

Fairness, clashes, chemistry and infatuation...

It's definitely a world of fairness and equality indeed, look at cats and the dogs in the wild, definitely a hyena would be afraid of a leopard or a tiger be it. But in the domestic world, the cats are afraid of the dogs. Who said life isn't fair?

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Two house warming clashing this weekend but one which is still not confirmed yet. Just hate it when most days, you don't seem to have any plans but when you have a desired plan for the week, another invitation comes in your way. I'm like "gawd! why can't that happen on the other days when I'm so free?".

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Does infatuation equals chemistry? Do you think that the person whom you noticed and you think is strong enough to be considered chemistry? Well, in this article, we are in love and are seeking our "Imago", an unconcious image of the person our childhood programmed us to fall in love or become infatuated with.

So, if you have seen or met someone whom you think has much association or you'd think can relate to you well enough on similar interests, would you think of her/him as a suitable love, partner, mate or whatever you'd like to call that individual?

The person that infatuates us is, in fact, the last thing we conciously want

Infatuation and chemistry are the same. Infatuation equals chemistry and together infatuation and chemistry equals romantic love.

Infatuation is not real love. Infatuation is romantic love and chemistry. Romance is part of chemistry and infatuation. We are infatuated with love.

You can't favor either one of your childs can you?

tho, as mentioned by a feedback I received. (your feedback counts Genial) this blog seems more interesting to look at and I could link up anything which I like without having to worry about the limit I'm allowed to have, unlike LiveJournal. Pros' and cons',

well, this blogspot
1) would definitely be a good spot where people could drop a note so that it doesn't look so sad after all. (tag-board)
2) I can change the template as much as I can without much worry.
3) a nice frame for the linked images

but LJ
1) is a much faster (*not sure how to phrase it*) platform
2) a community of helpful people
3) has many helpful features for blogging
4) is faster in editing and managing your blog without having to wait.