The King of Pop

No one bothered much about him after his fame died down. It is only when he's dead that he got one whole day dedicated to him. From CNN to radio stations to MTV to Facebook to Twitter to YouTube to Google. Reports of his death was plastered all over the news. Every one of his songs from each of his albums have been playing all over. You see him, you hear him in all forms of media today and I believe for the next few days to come.

We all grew up with his presence. We all grew up trying to mimic the all famous "moon walk". Still, no one ever does it best but him alone. I remember my childhood days were filled with Michael Jacksons. His songs were practically used in all kinds of school events. Although I'm not really a big fan of his, but who could deny the influence he had over the millions of people around the world. If I had to pick, it would be "You are not alone ". It was used during a school performance which remained an all time favourite.

He was gifted with a huge talent. He leaves behind a legacy. He leaves behind a name that will always be remembered.

He finally rests in peace.

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Managing people

Humans are the most complicated creatures ever alive.

If you are able to get few different bunch of people in order and keep all of them happy, while maintaining your cool all the while, I will definitely salute you. Hats off!

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Age matters

To some, age is just a number. But to some others, age is more like a benchmark.

I have to get out of school at 17. I have to get a driver's license at 18. I have to get out of uni at 24. I have to get a job at 25. I have to own a house of my own at 27. I have to be married at 28. I have to reach manegerial level at 30. I have to have babies at 30. I have to save RM 500,000 at 40. I have to retire at 55. I have to have grandchildren at 65. And maybe I have to die at 80?

And then there are the more laid back ones who doesn't give a damn about all these. Why must I do a certain thing at a certain age? You mean I can't learn to drive at 30? You mean I can't continue studying till 35? You mean I can't get married at 18? You mean I can't have my first child at 40? You mean I can no longer go clubbing at 45? You mean I can't die at 20?

Alot of talk has revolved around being in a certain age group. More open minded thoughts would say that you can always do what ever you want at what ever time you want, as long as you still have the desire to do so. More traditional thoughts would say that, "No. No. You can no longer do that. You are already 30 for goodness sake." Age, some what became a barrier in fulfilling dreams.

A "pou chuk" session with Piggy brought up this discussion. Is 25 years of age considered old in one's life?
"Oh my goodness! You are already 25...."
"Oh my goodness! You are only 25...."

What? Meaning? Is 25 young or old? We would think that it depends on how you look at it. If you think that you've gone through a lot and you feel old, then you can consider being 25 is old. If you think that you haven't done much and that your life is just beginning, then you can consider being 25 is young. It's all in the mind. And the way that you were being brought up. And the people you mingle with.

To me, age is just another number. Sad to say, not everyone thinks the same way. And it's hard to convince them otherwise....

And you? What is age to you?

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Favouritism

I am just not that good enough. I am never going to be that good enough. No matter what I do.

Just tell me what does it takes to satisfy all you people? Just tell me what do I got to do...

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Being emo

My trusty senior is pulling out from the job due to personal reasons. My manager demands that I show up at his place this instant just to do this one printing. My this other senior needs to be spoon fed on all the petty matters. Juniors are looking at me on the hiccups that they can't solve. More juniors turning up to me on all unrelated matters. I got two dinners to organise. I went back to office and couldn't find a single familiar face that I'm confortable with. A close friend rang to say goodbye. I looked into a friend's update and saw that she got to do what I had wanted to do. I need to decide on whether to further my studies or to switch to a new field.

All in once, I felt upset. I felt stressed. I felt alone. I felt like I don't belong. I have so many things running in my head. My little emotional blow up in FB garnered so many comments that I didn't know what to answer. Letting out to a few friends didn't helped ease the stress. Man, I'm having a massive headache....

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The chosen path

Life is already a chosen path. Laid out for you even before you were born. Arranged by higher forces. Which family to be born in. Which friends to play with you. Which field you should venture into. Which soulmate for you to keep. The ups and downs that comes your way. And eventually, how and when you should meet your end.

It's nothing you can change. Because the thing is, you don't even know what is being laid out. You walk through life everyday, taking one step at a time, not knowing what is in front. You turn back and realise that everything you ever did so far was the work of fate. Or destiny. Who could you thank? Who could you blame?

Often people used to wonder why isn't life the other way round? Why did it have to be this way? Why did it happened to her and not me? Why did it happened to me and not to him? Just how many whys out there that could be answered? You just got to accept that that's the way it was meant to be.

Certain people do feel dissatisfied. People rarely feel contented with what they have. They don't think they deserved it. They think they could be so much more better. Only certain circumstances do not allow them to do so. It's a waste. It's a pity that they couldn't take the opportunity in front of them. Not that they don't want to. Some just couldn't afford to do so.

It's just a matter on how you view life. To look into the blessings you received and be thankful for it. Or to dwell on your misfortunes and blame everyone for it. I would believe that what ever happens, happens for a reason. A window opens for every closed door. Are you sure you're looking in the right direction?

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Kenny's farewell....again!

He left. He came back. And now he's leaving again.

Each of his farewells were kinda in a mess la. Something will surely happen. I don't know why la. Just your luck la friend.

Anyway, adios friend! All the best and have fun in JB.

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The tendency to slap someone

You know the feeling where you get so frustrated that all you want to do is just to slap someone right in the face? And make them shut up right away. Yes. That's all I wanted to do. To give someone a huge tight slap and enjoy doing so. Man! People never do understand. The best way is to give them a reality check. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up and smell the air!" Or they are just trying to dodge and ignore certain facts. Lagi-lah must slap. "What? You think I'm easy to mess with?"

The only reason that I didn't do so is that I'm civilised. Hah! I still got some senses in me. We shall deal with this in a more professional manner. Or should I say, I shall 'slap' you in a more polite way. I won't be leaving a five finger mark on your face. Tempt me further and you will be receiving more than that.

I didn't want to be that mad though. Sometimes, you just can't help it. When people test your patience to its limit, it's as good as unleashing the devil within. You just need to see how far the devil would go.

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Confessions of a shopaholic

I'm turning into one! How does that sound?

I'd be down to at least one mall every weekend. And I don't return empty handed. As the weeks passed, the shopping bags pilled. Yet, it doesn't seem to be enough. I still need shoes. I still need bags. I still need earrings. I still need tops. I seem to need really lots of things. Stuffs to put on myself. Stuffs to put in my car. Stuffs to put at home. Stuffs for everything.

But, not to worry. The bank hasn't come to me with letter of demands. I don't go around borrowing money. And my accounts are not empty either. You know those won't happen. Hah!

Look out for new styles! This is oh-so-fun to do.....

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Lousy connections

Just when I am in a rush for time, this wonderful thing of an internet happens to frustrate me even more. Well, not only the connection, but almost every application on my PC.

My Excel gone corrupted with loads of numbers all over. My GAMx took forever to move to the next screen. My mailbox was competing with the snail. Bursa Malaysia didn't allow me to access the informations I needed. A break in Facebook caused more distress when the page I wanted to get in lagged. Even Windows Media Player was playing tricks on me.

Fine. I shut the whole damn thing off and grabbed someone along for an Extreme Chocolate. Just not my day to work. What an excuse! But the excuse worked wonders. ;)

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Hooked on San Fran

I was in office the whole of last week, wrapping up some previous jobs and preparing for the next ones. A colleague noticed that San Francisco was having this promotion of a buy one free one for their Extreme range of drinks. And just so you know, there is one San Fran outlet on the ground floor of Menara Milenium.

What started out as a try-out for the promotion ended up as an addiction. We've been getting Extreme Mochas for the entire week! Everyday. The 2 of us. And the effect sure was 'extreme'. By the end of Friday, I was having this headache from all the caffeine that I've put in. Padan muka!

I told Sane she was bad influence. She said I'll surely miss our coffee moments when she wouldn't be in this week. Yeaaa...I still like Starbucks.

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