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Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Not A Day Without Fighting

Song : Beside, Michael & Victor
Mood : Even
State : Sleepy...


I'd always ponder why GOD made cancer and evoked such a relentless pain but did not bless us with intelligence of a cure. It is no fair play and I digress. When you learn about love after death, regrets during pain, it feels so futile that you'll never get the answer how it comes by. It's so furious... let go..come away..just hope you're gonna be fine and each fight will mean something.. Right now I am worrying for you and praying everyday... It gets so immune and fucking painful for another loss. I know it's irrevocable but there's nothing to be done except acceptance.

It's really an expensive awakening to realise what is important in life. Life and death is a concurrent chain cycle, but it's not meant to be painful isn't it? It kills the patient, but the love ones suffer a lifetime.




Friday, January 26, 2007

Song : Yue Ding, Guang Liang
Mood : Good
State : Alone for 4 days, coming to 5


The story about SoH*iz

Sequel from the previous post of getting my butt back to Malacca earlier, I was infested with this noob indigestion of being an engineer, so I went for a 2-day-SH-seminar with all the SHz inside.

PIC controller is….

SHz def: a microcontroller which is cheap, small, multifunction and easy to program(wtf??)

Everyone was a SH for two days but it did went kind of consistently interesting for me. The SHz took it as a kindergarten lesson but I really took it deep down, like a university student. If you get the tick, you’d notice it is not a proud thing. The first lunch was Rm 66 something we had and so we thought the shop was cheap…then we went for more dishes on the second day and it went up to RM105, and lucky lucky, the budget wasn’t by us!!! So, finally graduated to being a PIC SHz…still a beginner among experts.. and still a university student among SHz. But the feeling of being able to debug and run it and help friends do it too…FANTASTIC..with much guidance from my smartass partner, CH.

The graze, the topics and even the look ups were different wherever we went..people keep getting the wrong impression about me, being together means, in the gang and being one of them..it is not a shame, but a misunderstanding…being good and top really need what it takes. Through these 2 days, I finally accepted what is needed in the field, and I know I can’t produce it…I always knew but ignore it to be blissful, normal and concurrently, a noob in everything. I must do it..even if I can’t..time is running short..


PROGRAMMING>>>VERYVERYVERYIMPORTANT

LOGIC and SOMETIMES ILLOGIC but ACCEPTANCE


Few circumstance came acrossed :

  • People were weird and I could cry and puke on them *literally*
  • You would be thrown out of the building if you are stupid
  • Sensing a diffused fool accusation for being slow
  • Interrogated like you’d mugged obasan’s panty


It’s a rat race..what more outside? What kind of hunter chase?

Then you have to put up a SH face to plain-factor all your substance.. sometimes I guess I have fooled many, and the feedback hits a great deal too. I guess this is a sip of the working world, and it would be even more drastic in the wild, whilst survivor is the fittest and loserz are dee fattest.

Well, this trimester things must get serious.

~here I come~



Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Song : Starts with A Goodbye, Carrie Underwood
Mood : Can't talk
State : Superficial & Alone



Uh`oh..back here to ol` malacca..dead bored, with neverthelessly much corpse around me. Last trimester of Delta, then proceeding to final year..YIKES. dun even wanna think about it. Holidays were somber, marking a black parade again...my neighbour passed away and I fell sick for a week forcing me to recuperate at home!!! DAMN DAMN DAMN WASTED!!! Well, shall we mend all somberness with a Gattuso's fuzz? I know it's not the football season..but, maybe Serie A could help a bit..

Results not that good either, maybe expectations killed. Ah well, so I call that superficial high hopes which I could barely achieve. I am suppose to be looking at some schematics... maybe after this. Haven't been blogging for weeks.



So why did i come back to malacca so early??


Because LUIS asked me to do so



That will leave you with all the explanations. Tomorrow go jj shopping. duncare. bored to death.







Monday, January 08, 2007

It's year 2007 and rejoice !

Song : Lips of an Angel, Hinder
Mood : Calm
State: Gonna sleep soon


It does appear alluring but I was not salivating. I did wish the allure to lure me more, stayed with me and never left. Then, there was a sudden tremor in me. I began to seek and sought and found a semi cultivated loquat for shelter of my half ashamed figure which… was barely bashful. It seems so figuratively pathetic that I am desperate for such shade, not enough, ain’t not kicking at all. I wished I did not hide it all in that place, only felt like discovering when it all started where it fell in, fell out and started hiding all of it…


Haha..watcha thinkin` huh? Just dreaming of an impractical treasure hunt which actually can bring people into places they’ve never dreamt to be. Treasure hunting…try it..then you will discover.


Anywayz, happy holidays peeps and the next comeback shall be sexier, more voluptuous and clear cut entries! Missing homezz and welcome the new member into the family! My dearest dearie sexy chili~~~~~~BACK TO IPOH!


Saturday, January 06, 2007

Song : ke xi bu shi ni, liang jing ru
Mood : Mildly extricated
State : Blurrrrrrrrrrrrr and hungryyyyyyyyyyyy



I remembered having this nice sleek body in the morning where I was brushing my teeth whilst examining my redundant spatiality. Then mr breakfast came and ushered me out of the bathroom, later it was farewell to the well-early-admired-flat-tummy and filled up all over…


ONE LAST KILL! COME TO MAMA!!!


And I need some cranking on my nervo-servo.. any offer?




Wednesday, January 03, 2007


oh yeah!~ @banana corp aka. hamyau member

Song : 心雨, 周杰伦
Mood : Exponential
State : Blurred by notes and Densha Otoko

Today I read a beautiful story, with perfect suave and curves that enchanted each edge and part of it. Suddenly it crumbled because there were one less consent…broke hearts and tears poured. If only I could mend that important consent, I would do so. With this, I send my regards to him and her…

Shall we shout?

LOVE REIGNS!!!

It is something very beautiful that is meant to be kept, with or without, life goes on and always remember to keep the stack high!!! Woohoo! Go gurl!